#about how she put up a bit of a barrier after she found out she was going to be moving for work

[cactusdodes]

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[teastyun]

༘⋆ pierced heart (tits)

(SFW) part 1/3

Abby might be your roommate, but she's for whatever reason so distant and cold towards you... until one day, you decide to pierce your nipples and manage to break a barrier inside of Abby.

pairing: roommate!abby x reader

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late in the evening of a hard working day, you and Nora were chatting in the infirmary, when you noticed several cabinets containing her medical instruments left open, so you took a peek… and found several types of needles in sterilised bags, that would usually be used for medical procedures.

when you started searching for a specific needle, Nora stopped mid-sentence, "-y/n!! why the hell are you looking through my cabinets?" the confused tone to her voice made you instantly laugh, so you told her about your idea of piercing your nipples, "remember when I told you I found that vintage piercing studio back in the outbacks?" she continued looking at you with a suspicious look, so you continued "I found this brochure with several different types of piercings, and I bagged a few random essentials just in case, you know?" when she didn't respond, you took that as a cue to continue, "and well, lately this idea of piercing my nipples wouldn't get out of my mind-"

"y/n, are you serious right now?" she interrupted, but started laughing at your crazy idea. at first, she would completely deny it and tell you all the possible consequences of it. although, after a bit of convincing, she slowly started giving up and by the end she would even offer her help, so she knew you were on the safer side when it came to the procedure itself. few days after, you and Nora managed to pierce your nipples with all the equipment you two had gathered and you visited her for your daily check-ups and sanitising in the first two weeks.

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after several months of your piercings adjusting and slowly healing, you decided to stay in your dorm to get back into your neglected hobby, when you finally had a few days off after hard working weeks.

since you and abby had similar positions in the military system, you also had a similar schedule, which resulted her few days off overlapping with yours, without the two of you knowing.

usually, you would always wear compression attire for work,, so today you decided to wear a normal, but still tight and light t-shirt, without your usual sport bra and your favourite comfy trousers. your piercings look beautiful, when only a thin layer of cotton was layering them. today, abby's roaming around y’all’s dorm getting her chores done, although a heavy tension sits between the two of you.

when she sees you on the couch in your cozy clothes, she only takes a quick glance while getting her books from the couch table, but stops mid-track and looks at you with an almost shocked expression on her face, still holding her few books in her hands. you notice her sudden change of action and look up, meeting her grey eyes. for the first time in ages, she finally speaks to you, “are those… pierced?” with a shocked undertone to it.

you look at her just as shocked as she is, but your eyes wander from her eyes down to her popular black cut-off tank and her usual khaki cargos, and back to her cold eyes. after a few silent seconds, you slightly confused respond “what else does it look like…?” abby is agitated by your response, but asks “how the fuck did you manage to get that done?” at first, you just ignored her.

when you got up to put your things back to your side of the room, you say with heavy annoyance in your tone “Nora got them done for me, why would you even care?? it’s not like you ever would,” when she obviously waited for a response.

with your back to her, you put your stuff back into your box under the bunkbed, but you didn’t notice how abby would follow you to your side. “also, it’s none of your business! don’t-“ you started, but Abby’s agitation rose with each sentence you said, she huffed and cut you off, “you know that you could have gotten a very bad infection or even fucking worse, a damn blood infection-“

“Abby, just stop talking!” your voice rose as you stood up to face her, and just now you’ve noticed how she was only mere centimetres away from your face. she was looking at you with a worried expression, but when you two realise how closely you stood, she takes a step back. you had no idea why the only time she would speak privately to you was such a cruel topic, and tears started forming in your eyes. embarrassed, you blink them away and look at everything else but her.

after a few moments, she finally speaks again, "I... What I'm trying to say is that you shouldn't do such reckless things," her hand goes through her loosely braided hair, "I didn't mean it like that." you still wouldn't look at her, and she went back to her chore.

"Then tell me, why are you always ignoring me?" you finally ask, when you observed her actions, still leaning on your cold metal bunkbed. your question clearly catches her off guard, but she wouldn't dare to look, nor answer you.

she simply continues grabbing her books from the tv stand. her actions agitate you, so you slowly walk up to where she's standing. Abby hears your steps, but this time she wouldn't back away. instead, she just stays there. she still wouldn't make eye contact with you though.

"Abby, please look at me," you say, but she closed her eyes with an almost pained expression. you softly hooked two fingers on her chin and turned her face to you, forcing her to look into your eyes. In them, you saw anger and frustration, but also... lust? your eyes observe every little detail on her face.

her slightly crooked, but Caucasian nose. her trail of freckles all over her face, nicely accentuating her sharp facial features. her pointy, but plump and rosy lips. your hand follows your eyes, tracing every feature you are able to find. when you traced her lips, you felt her taking a sharp breath, so you look back up into her eyes. you two didn't realise how close you two were now standing, until you felt each other's breath on your skin. before you could think any further, her hand draws you in by the back of your neck, her lips slightly hovering over yours with your hand on her cheek, "can I kiss you?" she asks in a whisper. you almost whimpered, but said "no," which made her instantly retreat in regret, but you hook your other arm around her neck, again looking into her eyes. "tell me why you ignored me all this time,"

she opens her mouth to say something, but closes it again. her eyes switch between your eyes and your lips, and she finally whispers "let me show why," before connecting your lips in a passionate, but clumsy kiss. after a few moments, the books in her hands fell to the floor and her hands were roaming all over your body, like a starving woman finally meeting all her desires. you wrap your arms so tightly around her neck that she feels every inch of your body pressed against hers. every inch. she pushes her leg between yours and a quiet moan escapes your lips, when you feel her firm thigh pressing against your core;

a/n: I'll post part two (definitely nsfw) in the next few days ♥ thanks for reading!!

[reallchristine]

ENERGY ─ chapter two

pairing: logan howlett x !f!reader

Set during x-men (2000) and X2

warnings: angst, hurt, violence, bad grammar?😭, basically the plot of the first movie!

previous chapter <- -> next chapter

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You stand, unable to move as you watch your younger sister lying against the bedroom wall you shared. She utters your name in shock, clutching her chest in pain.

“No, no, no...” You shake your head as your mumbles turn into shouts, watching your sister struggle to breathe.

“Please!” You cry, choking on your sobs as you try to break the unforeseen barrier.

Trying to fix what you’ve done.

But it’s too late.

You jolt awake, sweating and gasping for air. You look around, only to be met with the darkness of your bedroom.

The memories of the accident haunt your dreams. You tried burying the thought of what happened in the past, but it follows you, acting as a reminder of what you’ve done.

Starting to calm down, you slide out of your blankets, put on the slippers that are on the floor beside your bed, and make your way out of your room and down the steps. You enter the hall and finally through the doorway of the kitchen.

You pour yourself a cup of water and sit on the stool, gulping down the water as you try not to think about the recurring dreams that wake you up at night. Instead, you think about the information Jean told you before you headed to bed.

She wanted to give you an update on what they found after Logan’s x-ray. Apparently, his bones were bonded with adamantium metal, and he was able to withstand the process because of his mutation, recalling what Jean had told you.

Before you can continue with your thoughts, you look up to see Logan entering the kitchen.

“Hi,” you say, greeting him with a timid smile.

“Hey.” he replies, as he starts to look around the kitchen.

“Uhm, are you looking for something?” you ask, watching him open the fridge and then close it right after. He turns to you, “Got any beer?”

“This is a school,” you say, staring at him.

“So, no?”

“No.” You reply, shaking your head as you find yourself amused by his odd question.

“If you want something to drink, there’s soda in that cupboard,” you tell him, pointing to its location. He walks up to it, opens the small cupboard door, and reaches for a soda.

“Thanks,” he says, twisting the bottle cap open as he takes a seat across from you. “So, you’re a teacher at this school?” he asks, striking up a conversation.

“Yup, I teach chemistry,” you reply.

“Chemistry, huh,” he says while taking a swig of his drink. He asks another question, “And how’s that working out for ya?”

“Surprisingly well,” you respond with a shrug, pausing as you continue. “I mean, I enjoy science, and I like being able to work with kids, so it’s nice.”

“Looks like that’s going nicely for you,” he says with a bit of humor in his tone.

“I guess you could say that,” you answer, moving off the stool you were sitting on to put away the now-empty cup.

“Anyways, I should be heading back to bed.” you tell him, walking towards the kitchen door.

“Me too,” he replies, letting out a sigh and throwing away his empty bottle, following you.

You both make your way up the stairs heading to your separate rooms.

“Goodnight, Logan.” you say with a sleepy smile.

“‘Night,” he replies, watching you enter your room before he enters his.

You return to your blankets to get some more rest, checking the clock on your nightstand before shutting your eyes: 1:02 a.m.

Turning in bed, you quickly sit up, awakened by the sound of someone screaming.

You run out of your room to see a crowd forming in front of Logan’s bedroom. You rush into the room only to find Rogue using her powers on Logan.

“Everyone back to your rooms!” you say, some kids doing as you asked while others continue to stay.

The others rush into the room after you. Ororo now stands by your side as Scott switches on the lights.

Rogue lets go of Logan as he falls to the ground. “It was an accident.” she says, quickly turning to you and walking away.

The morning after the events of last night leaves you drained. Pinching the bridge of your nose, you prepare to set up the classroom for a new lesson.

Students start coming into your class once the bell rings, sitting at their designated seats. The last of your students to walk through the door is Rogue.

You smile at her when she enters. Rogue quickly takes a seat at her desk as you begin your lesson.

As your students finish the last bit of their notes, the bell rings, indicating the end of class. They pack up quickly, saying goodbye as they leave your class.

“Rogue!” you call as she turns to you, stopping just before the door. “I wanted to ask how you’re doing?”

“I’m fine,” she answers timidly.

“I know what happened last night wasn’t your fault,” you pause, “It wasn’t anyone’s fault.”

She stares at you.

“Look, I know how it feels to be scared of your mutation,” you tell her.

“No, you don’t,” she replies, shaking her head.

“Trust me, I do,” you say, raising your hand between the two of you as you start forming a small ball of energy in your hand. “I wasn’t able to control my mutation before, and honestly, I’m scared that sometimes I still can’t,” you tell her as the ball of energy slowly disappears.

You continue, “But this place, this school, it helped me. It gave me opportunities I thought I could never have in this cruel world.”

“Which is why I don’t want you to think you’re less than anyone here. You have the same opportunities as everyone else at this school. You deserve to thrive,” you tell her with a smile.

“Thank you.” she says, returning the smile.

“Of course, Rogue-” you say.

“Marie.” she corrects quickly.

“I’m always here if you need me, Marie.” you say to her. She smiles and walks out of your class as the bell rings for your next class.

As the school day finally finishes, you start to clean up the papers left on your desk.

“Y/n!” Ororo says, bursting into your classroom.

“Ororo? What is it?” you ask, confused.

“It’s Rogue. She ran away,” she tells you.

“What?! I just talked to her earlier,” you say.

“Charles found her at a train station. Logan’s already on his way there. Scott and I are going to follow. You should come,” she tells you.

“Alright. But my mutation—”

“You’re going to be fine,” she reassures you. You nod at her as you both walk out of your class.

When you arrive at the station, you walk up to the front desk with Ororo while Scott look’s around.

“She’s about 17, um, my height, and has brown hair,” she tells the man at the ticket booth. You stand close behind her as she continues to speak, when you suddenly hear large footsteps approaching the both of you.

You turn around only to be met with Sabertooth.

“Ororo—” you say before you are grabbed into a chokehold and smashed against the glass.

“Scream for me,” he says.

Ororo, who was caught off guard, tries to use her powers but is suddenly knocked out by Sabertooth, who grabs her and throws her against the wall before dropping you to the floor.

Scott rushes toward you both, pushing people out of the way, only to be stopped when his visor is grabbed, making him shoot a hole in the roof of the station.

You hastily get up with a groan, your neck and head throbbing as you start to build up energy in your hands, stretching your arms and creating a blast of energy.

You fire it toward Sabertooth as he breaks through the wall, hitting the ground from the blast.

You run toward Ororo, who is slowly getting up from the ground. “Are you okay?!” you ask, helping her up.

“Yeah,” she responds, rubbing her head and taking your hand.

“Come on, let’s get Scott,” you say, holding her up while your eyes scan the area for Scott.

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a/n ── this still needs to be proof read! But omg was I struggling to write this chapter😭 I’ve been so busy the past month so forgive me for that😣 I haven’t set a schedule yet for this series but I’ll let u guys know! Also some of the @ are not working for the taglist so just message me if you want to be added!

🏷️: @cxptainbuck @thecraziestcrayon @marvelgirlie-4 @ravenslvt @malfoys-demigod @byhuenii @avatarobsessedgirly @kinokomoonshine

[scorpioriesling]

Dress

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Pairing(s): Ridoc x reader

Warnings: SMUT but this is also kind of cute?

Summary: This is… absolutely best friends to lovers and I’m living for it. Also… a bit of protective/jealous Ridoc at Sawyer’s expense. Eeeeek oopsie — enjoy anyway!

SR’s Note: I’m riding the Ridoc express today, not sure what’s come over me but… hopefully you’ll like what’s come out of it? xoxo

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Our secret moments,

In a crowded room

They have no idea

About me and you

You hum along to one of your favorite songs playing from your phone’s speaker as you flit around your dorm room excitedly. It was finally Friday — the Friday you’d been waiting for. After months of endless training sessions, classes, and non-stop work, the summer had finally begun and tonight was only the first night of it.

You’d been happy with your choice in joining the rider’s quadrant early last year, but you weren’t blind to the reality that you weren’t like many of the others who’d hardened under the harsh demands your quadrant requires. Leafing through the multiple pairs of leather pants, shirts, and jackets — you finally found it. The dress Rhiannon helped you choose a few weeks ago, just for tonight.

Yet, another example of what set you apart from the others.

You smiled to yourself, remembering how you’d looked when you first tried it on. Rhiannon and Violet immediately encouraged the purchase — though, you didn’t take much convincing. A quick reminder from your silver haired friend of who’d also be in attendance for tonight’s festivities had you walking the little black dress up to the register in seconds.

There is an indentation

In the shape of you

Made your mark on me

A golden tattoo

A knock sounds on your door just as you’re slipping the glittering straps over your shoulders, and you skip toward the oak barrier, halting your soft singing.

“Y/N, it’s just me; I know you’re in there, I can hear Taylor Swift!” Violet’s voice echoes through the wood. You yank the door open, and she grins brightly at you, her lips painted an unusual shade of crimson.

“Look at youuuu!” You croon. She rolls her eyes, stepping through the doorway and bypassing you. You close the door softly, and she gives your room a once over before turning to you again.

“Are you…” She trails off, reaching over to press pause on your phone screen.

“Almost ready? Yeah,” You say. You turn your back to her, and she steps forward.

“Looks like I was just in time.” She pulls the zipper on the back of your dress up, the fabric hugging you just right now that it’s secured. You adjust the straps and fabric, turning from side to side in the mirror. You meet Violet’s smirk from behind you in the mirror.

“Oh Gods, what?” You ask, smoothing the dress down to your mid-thighs. She walks forward, inspecting herself as well.

“Nothing, nothing…” She begins, and you roll your eyes. “I just think Ridoc won’t be able to keep his eyes off of you tonight, that’s all.” She giggles, and you can’t help but shudder a breath at her implication.

“Yeah right,” You begin, gazing at yourself again. “We’re just friends.” She scoffs, tossing her ombré hair over her shoulder and gently placing her hands on your bare ones.

“Mhm…” She hums. “We’ll see if that rings true after tonight.” She winks, and you open your mouth to protest, but she claps a hand on your shoulder.

“Now come onnn, we’ll be late and I didn’t put on this ridiculous getup to keep Xaden waiting, either.”

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All of this silence and patience

Pining and anticipation

My hands are shaking

from holding back from you

“Girl, you look stunning,” Rhiannon remarks as you and Violet approach her waiting outside the ballroom doors. She’s looking you up and down, from your rhinestone heels to the soft makeup on your face. She exchanges a nod of agreement with Violet, leaning in conspiratorially.

“You know who else will think you look stunning-“ You draw back, laughing at your friend’s implication. She can’t help but grin mischievously at you, tucking a long brown braid behind her ear.

“Yeah yeah, I know we all hope Ridoc thinks I’m soooo hot tonight,” you say sarcastically, causing a light laugh from your friends. You join in, until you feel a warm hand on your shoulder. Turning, you’re met with the familiar blue of Sawyer’s stare.

“Sawyer! Hi,” You say, pulling him in for a friendly embrace. He quickly hugs you, almost pulling you off of him as quickly as he could. You shoot him a confused look, and his flushed cheeks only prompt you further.

“Where is everyone else?” Rhiannon asks. The doors open behind her, a group from first wing entering the ballroom beyond as various sounds erupt and lights flash from inside. Sawyer clears his throat.

“They should be here any minute,” he says. His soft, strawberry curls frame his freckled face so perfectly. He’s cute, in a nice, boy-next-door type of way. Violet moves in closer, tucking away a stray piece of hair from your forehead. Sawyer’s eyes track every move.

“Y/N, you look so pretty tonight, seriously.” You give her a warm smile, and she looks to Sawyer, only glancing behind him for a moment before speaking louder. “Sawyer, don’t you think Y/N looks good tonight?” Sawyer’s cheeks redden, and you can’t help but smile up at him as he flusters for words.

“Y-yeah, you um… you look really good tonight, Y/N.”

“Hey! I coulda told you that much-“ Your heart skips a beat as you hear the familiar sound of his voice — Ridoc’s voice — above the sea of people around you. Your eyes find his in an instant, his words falling short as he takes you in fully. You hear Violet giggle beside you, and realize what she was doing, also noticing how close you and Sawyer were standing to one another.

Great.

“Wow um..” Ridoc chuckles breathlessly, his hand scratching at the nape of his neck as he continues to rake his eyes over every curve of your body. It isn’t until Sawyer coughs lightly that his gaze switches between the two of you, ultimately twisting his expression into something between confusion and maybe anger?

“Sorry did I interrupt something between the two of you?” He asks lowly, his usual upbeat tone completely gone. Your eyes widen, and to Sawyer’s credit, his does too — he literally takes you by the shoulders and gently scoots you back a few inches, quickly shaking his head.

“No! No, we were just-“

“Talking about how good Y/N looks? Yeah, I got that.” Ridoc’s eyes darken slightly, and you look at him incredulously. Bodhi and Xaden approach behind him, clapping him on the shoulders and starting in with their hello’s. Sawyer looks at you apologetically.

“I told Jesinia I’d meet her… so… I’m gonna-“

“Yeah,” You finish for him. He turns, making is way through the crowd as Rhiannon whistles lowly. You turn to face her and Violet, throwing them a furrowed brow look.

“Well… that sure was something.” Rhiannon drawls. Violet winces, and you shake your head.

“I’m sure it was nothing,” you start. “You know Ridoc can be so … I don’t know. Silly, sometimes.” You shrug. Violet looks you up and down once more, smirking as Xaden moves to take his hand in hers.

“I don’t think there was any joking in that tone of his,” she whispers. You scoff, Xaden tossing you a small smile before leading Violet toward the doors to the ballroom.

“We goin’ in or what?”

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It’d been maybe an hour or two, but felt like only thirty minutes since you’d entered the end of year celebration party. The neon lights danced overhead, only amplifying the weightless feeling between each of your bones, as though you were made of air. It was safe to say that the first few rounds of shots you’d taken with your friends were beginning to kick in.

“Are you going to dance?” Rhiannon shouts, her hands braced on the long drink table beside you. You lean closer so she can hear you over the loud music and chatter around you.

“What?” You shout back. Rhiannon sighs, and Violet emerges from the crowd, this time without her counterpart.

“Rhi, come dance with me!” She squeals. Rhiannon laughs, thrusting her wobbly arms out in attempt to stabilize your friend. She looks back to you as Violet begins dragging her to the dancefloor, shooting you a wink.

“Violet wait! What about-“

“She can dance with me!” Ridoc’s voice booms over the thud of the bass, his dark hair appearing over the crowd before you. The bodies seem to part like the sea, allowing him to walk right up to you. Rhiannon all but disappears into the mass; surely another one of Violets well-thought out master plans.

“I’ve known you long enough to know dancing isn’t your thing,” you start. You fight to keep your eyes from trailing down to the unbuttoned collar of his shirt, his corded forearms damp from the air in the room, sleeves rolled up a few inches-

All of this silence and patience

Pining and desperately waiting

My hands are shaking from all this-

“Maybe not,” he chuckles, his warm smile pulling on your heartstrings. One of the many, many things you’ve come to accept that you love about your best friend, more than just being your best friend. “But, it’s yours, and Taylor Swift is playing next, so you bet your ass we’ll be out there for it.” He grins.

You can’t help but smile up at him, reminiscing in the little things he’s remembered about you even after all this time. He’s close enough to you that you can see his pupils are dilated — he’s definitely feeling the alcohol as well. You reach out, lightly pushing his shoulder with your fingertips.

“I dunno,” you tease. “Can you keep up?” He steps another inch closer, nearly pulling you flush against him. The song that’s playing ends, and he laces his fingers through yours that haven’t yet left his shirt. Your breath catches as he leans in so close, you share a breath.

“Hmm… let’s see if I can, pretty girl.” Your eyes widen, cheeks immediately heating at his words. He only casually chuckes in his humorous, familiar way, tugging on your hand to follow him as he parts through the crowd of people. As you finally set foot on the dance floor, you look around to see much of it cleared, Rhiannon and Violet flanking the sides to watch not-so-discreetly. The overhead lights are warm on your skin; but it’s the sudden feeling of Ridoc’s fingertips trailing along your neck that send chills down your spine.

“Maybe, you can follow my lead this time?” He asks quietly. You can only nod, your breath caught in a lump in your throat. He brushes your hair over your shoulder, his hand continuing its path down your spine and finding purchase just above the curve of your butt.

As the music begins, he presses you close, and you almost close your eyes to reel in the moment. This is what you’ve only ever dreamed of; moments like this, with Ridoc. Not being silly, or friendly. Moments where you dabble in being more. Where you finally show more of what you feel for him.

You meet his gaze and giggle, your fogged head tingling with desire as you look into his intense brown eyes. He flashes his perfect teeth at you, his other hand moving to place on your opposing hip. You sway with him, letting him lead this time as your hands rest lightly on his shoulders.

Say my name and everything just stops

“Y/N, there’s something I’ve been wanting to, maybe ask you about.” Ridoc mutters. You chew on your lip — is this the moment? Or is everything going to go up in flames? You never know with him, it could be anything coming out of his mouth next.

“Mhm,” You prod. It strikes you as odd that his demeanor is more nervous and serious than his usual aloof, happy go lucky attitude you’re used to.

I don’t want you like a best friend

“I don’t know… I don’t think we should… ugh I don’t know what I’m saying.” He stutters, looking at the floor. Your hand moves to lightly touch his cheek, and his gaze immediately finds yours again. You run your thumb over the soft skin there, and he smiles faintly.

“Please, Ridoc just tell me — I wanna know,” you say. He sighs heavily, his hand moving to cover yours and take your fingers in between his.

“I don’t just want to be your best friend, Y/N,” he whispers. You feel like your heart stops, your world is tipping, you’re walking on sunshine ��

“You mean… like…” You trail off. His other hand slides from your hip slowly up your waist, moving along every curve and over the side of your breast before his fingers take one of your flimsy, glittery shoulder straps in between them. He swallows hard, leaning in so his lips graze your ear.

“I mean, like I want you. Just for me. Only, me.”

Now it’s your turn to gulp. Sexy, hard, deep-voice Ridoc is not exactly what you had expected tonight. A dream come true? Absolutely. Expectation? Never.

Only bought this dress so you could take it off

Take it off

You take your lip between your teeth again, and his fingers tilt your chin to look up at him once more.

“Keep that up and we’ll have to leave the party early,” he chides. You giggle, pulling him close with your arms draped around his neck. “You’ve already teased me enough tonight with this dress…”

“And what if I told you I only bought it for you to take off?” You peer up at him innocently. He groans, the closeness of your bodies causing you to feel every twitch of his hardening cock through his pants.

“That’s it then; we’ll be going. Now.”

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The alcohol is in full swing through your system by now; one minute you were at the party, the next minute, you’re in Ridoc’s dorm room. You both giggle quitely as he leads you to his bed — as if you’d never been in here before.

“Shhhhhh,” Ridoc sits on the edge, pulling you on his lap as you press a finger to his lips. “We have to shh or Sawyer might hear us.” Right; drunk girl logic = his roommate being in their dorm while a party is going on.

Ridoc softly takes your hand, turning it over to place a kiss on the back of it. You grin, and he looks up at you. Gods, he’s so handsome.

“Y/N, I don’t want to hear you say anyone’s name but mine while you’re in my bed,” he groans, and you shift your hips over his member for added friction.

“Mhm,” you oblige, kissing him on the cheek. His hands thread through your hair, pulling you close as his lips finally meet yours. His familiar, intoxicating scent of vanilla and oak mixes deliciously with the taste of tequila on his mouth, and you can’t get enough.

Once he’s had enough of you squirming around atop him, he flips you over, pinning you to the bed as his fingers work under the straps of your dress.

“Is this okay to-“

“Please, Ridoc,” you beg. He sighs.

“I just want to make sure-“

“And I love you for it, but I’ve been waiting so long for this, please,” you whine. Ridoc’s eyes soften, and he smiles down at you before silently unzipping the zipper and sliding the fabric down your body. His breath catches as his eyes drink in your naked form before him.

“Y/N… Gods you’re fucking extraordinary,” he breathes, undoing his own pants and kicking them off with his shoes. His shirt is last to go, and you shamelessly gaze upon every muscle he’s packed on since last year.

Leaning down once more, he places a passionate kiss to your lips, his hand dancing along your hip bone as he makes his way toward your heat. When he reaches the apex, you softly moan, his fingers working you in slow circles.

“Mmm… Ridoc, yes….” you breathe. He lustfully gazes down at you, his fingers dipping inside of your core. You gasp, the small stretch deliciously pleasure filled.

“Good girl,” he growls lowly. “So pretty taking my fingers, hmm,” he speeds up, his hips slanting against the mattress next to you as he presses himself against it. He moves slightly, creating a little friction himself as he continues to finger fuck you.

“Ridoc, Gods yes I’m… ooh..” you squeak. He quickly pulls his fingers out, moving to position himself over you once more before pumping his shaft a few times with his slickened fist.

“Are you sure you’re ready?” he asks lovingly. You nod, pressing another kiss to his perfect mouth. Running the tip through your folds, he finally sinks into you, pushing in slowly.

“Ohhhh FUCK,” you groan. He groans low, his gaze fixed on his length filling you almost to the hilt. He pulls out halfway, sliding back in again, drawing another moan from you.

“Please, please fuck me-“ You begin, and he all but slams into you all the way, a scream of pleasure erupting from you.

“AH, oh fuck-“ You start, his pace quickening. He kisses you sloppily, his tongue dancing with yours as he continues pounding mercilessly into you. Your fingers find the dark waves of his hair, softer than you’d imagined, and you lightly tug, silently begging for release.

“Fuck baby… I won’t last long,” he admits, and you groan once more at the pet name.

“I’m close Ridoc, fuck you’re so big-“ you pant, and his hands grip your hips as he fucks you with such force that you feel your own wetness trailing down your thighs.

“Ah…. oh Gods I’m gonna come,” you gasp, allowing the tightness inside you loose. He slams in three more times before a strained groan emits from his throat, the feeling of his warmth spreading through your core, mixing the releases from both of you inside. His pace slows as he rides out the last of his high, hands moving to grasp your knees wrapped around his waist.

After a few moments of breath catching, he unsheathes himself from you, moving to grab a clean sock from his drawer and wipe the excess from your legs. You can’t help but laugh, most of the tipsy fog worn off and replaced with tired bliss.

“Wowwww,” you drawl. “Really? A sock? Gosh I feel like such a princess.” Ridoc chuckles, wiping himself off before sliding in next to you on the bed.

“Hey! I didn’t plan for this tonight, this is all I’ve got in here,” he says defensively. “And I’ll have you know, it was a very clean sock, just for you m’lady.” You giggle at his humor, slipping under the covers with him and snuggling close to his chest. His arm wraps around you, his fingers sliding through the strands of your hair affectionately.

“Well then,” you unleash a huge yawn. “I am greatly honored.” Your eyes begin to wind shut, and eventually you drift off under the warmth and continuity of Ridoc’s soft touch.

“And I love you too,” he whispers, your earlier words replaying in his mind. He kisses your forehead, leaning against it before slipping into blissful sleep beside you.

[bethanythebogwitch]

Wet Beast Wednesday: parrotfish

Which fish hangs out on a mermaid pirate's shoulder and repeats what she says in a high-pitched voice? The parrotfish, of course. Or at least in fiction they should (certainly will in my D&D world). But even in real life, parrotfish are still pretty interesting.

(Image: a common parrotfish (Scarus psittacus) seen from the side in front of rocks and corals. It is a brightly-colored fish, mainly light blue but with patches and stripes of yellow and pink on the fins. Its mouth is open, revealing what appears to be a beak. End ID)

Parrotfish are fish famous for their mouths and eating habits. There are about 90 species known. While they were historically considered their own taxonomic family, they have since been reclassified a subset of the wrasse family and there is still some debate on how to classify them. Most species are on the smaller size, but a few can get very large. The largest species is the green humphead parrotfish (Bolbometopon muricatum) at 1.5 meters (4.9 ft) and 75 kg (165 lbs) while the smallest species is the bluelip parrotfish (Cryptotomus roseus) reaching 13 cm (5 in). I could not find an average weight for the bluelips. What makes parrotfish really stand out visually is their colors and their mouths. Most species are very brightly colored, with distinct markings and males are usually more brightly colored than females. Their mouths are dominated by what appear to be beaks, which gave them their common name. These beaks are actually made of approximately 1,000 teeth arranged in 15 rows. As the teeth wear out, they drop off and are replaced by the row behind them. The teeth are made of fluorapatite, the second hardest biomineral int the world. To support their hardness, the fluorapatite crystals that make up the teeth are woven together in a structure very similar to chainmail, resulting in very hard teeth that measure in at a 5 on the Mohs scale of hardness. For reference, iron is a 4 and higher numbers are harder. The teeth can also handle 530 tons of pressure. You could put the weight of 200 black rhinos on a tooth and it would be fine. The beaks are powerful enough to bite through rock. Which is what they use it for, but more on that below. Another unusual feature of parrotfish is how they sleep. Some species make their own sleeping bags, which would be adorable if they weren't made of mucus. The mucus is produced using glands in the gills and looks like a transparent bubble. The fish sleeps in the mucus cocoon and when it wakes up, it eats the cocoon. There have been several proposed benefits of the cocoon. It contains chemicals that harm skin parasites while also providing a barrier that keeps new parasites from reaching the fish. It also likely blocks the fish's scent, helping it hide from predators.

(Image: a green humphead parrotfish (Bolbometopon muricatum) swimming over yellow coral. It is large and mostly a uniform green color, except for the front of its head, which is pink. It has a large, fleshy lump on the top of its head. End ID)

(Image: a close-up of a parrotfish's beak. The top and bottom beaks are divided into two halves, left and right. The beak is bade of small, circular teeth that overlap each other. End ID)

(Image: another common parrotfish seen from the front. It is inside of a mucus cocoon, which appears as a transparent bubble around the fish. Bits of sand dot the cocoon's surface. End ID)

Parrotfish live worldwide, though the majority of species are found in the Indo-Pacific. They live in warm, shallow waters with lots of rocky reefs, especially coral reefs. They use those powerful teeth to eat and what they eat most is algae. There are three main types of feeding behavior: excavating, scraping, and browsing. Excavators bite into rocks to get their food, scrapers crape food off of the surface of the rocks, and browsers go after larger food sources like seagrass and sponges. Some of the larger parrotfish species also make coral a large part of their diet. When they eat, they naturally get rock in their mouths, moreso in excavators. Because their food clings to the rock, spitting the rocks out would deny them food. Instead, parrotfish use pharyngeal teeth set in their throats to grind the rock into sand, which then passes through the digestive tract. When it exists the digestive tract, it is in the form of fine grains of rock. Or to put it another way, parrotfish eat rock and poop sand. A single parrotfish can produce up to 40 kg (88lbs) of sand yearly, and bigger species can produce even more than that. The process of rock being broken down by living things is called bioerosion and parrotfish are one of the most famous sources of bioerosion. The sand they produce can serve as the basis for new growth of coral or other species and helps reinforce nearby islands. In places like Hawai'i, the Caribbean, and the Maldives, it's estimated that up to 80% of the famous white sand is produced by parrotfish and they serve as a major source of incoming earth to support the islands. This makes parrotfish ecosystem engineers. Their eating of algae is also majorly important to their ecosystems. Algae can overgrow and smother delicate ecosystems like coral reefs and seagrass beds and decaying algae draws oxygen out of the water. Parrotfish help the health of their environments by keeping the algae population at healthy levels. Parrotfish also eat seaweeds and sponges that grow much faster than coral and can smother coral reefs. Parrotfish are considered keystone species in many reefs, including the great barrier reef and their population dropping correlates with reduced health of reefs. Damaged reefs tent to have larger parrotfish populations and those populations drop as the reef recovers.

(Image: a group of many parrotfish feeding on coral. They are all the same species and are mostly blue, with yellow heads and stripes on the face. They appear to be biting the the coral. End ID)

Parrotfish are protogynous sequential hermaprodites. This means that all parrotfish are born female and can become male later in life. The transition is usually triggered when there are too many females or not enough males in a location, though in some species any fish that reaches a certain size will become male. Some parrotfish are solitary while others are social. In social species, the social groups consist of a large male and a harem of females that he protects and claims mating rights with. Other males will attempt to fight the male for dominance via headbutting and threat displays and occasionally one of his harem members will become male to challenge him. Males are usually more colorful than females, which they use to woo females, but also puts them at greater risk of predation. If the harem leader dies and is not replaces, one member of the harem will transition to male and replace him. Many species perform courtship dances during nights of the full moon. In non-social species, males will perform displays and fight with each other to attract females. In social species, the dominant male will mate with his harem while smaller males without harems will try to sneakily woo claimed females or sneak in and mate without being noticed. Parrotfish are broadcast spawners. The female releases her eggs into the water and the males releases sperm to fertilize them. The eggs will drift on the current until settling, after which the larvae will hatch. As with most fish species, only a very few of the larvae will reach adulthood.

(Image: a Mediterranean parrotfish (Sparisoma cretense). It is mostly bright red, but with a yellow patch above the tail and a yellow stripe around the eye that runs down to the belly. A large patch behind the eye is blue. End ID)

Thankfully, most parrotfish species are not particularly endangered. The largest threat to them comes from habitat loss as pollution and climate change harms coral reefs. Reintroducing parrotfish to damaged reefs helps them recover. All species are edible, though there is no commercial fishery for them. While parrotfish are capable of delivering powerful bites, there are few reports of humans getting bit. That being said, I found one case where someone had skin on his penis bitten off by a parrotfish. And yes, that link has pictures. Enjoy.

(Image: a blue parrotfish (Scarus coeruleus) looking at the camera. It is a blue fish with darker patches around the eye. Its snout is bulbous and the beak points downward. End ID).

[soyeonsbabygirl]

Never Lose Me | Hirai Momo x Reader

You and Momo met years ago as trainees. She barely spoke Korean and you knew no Japanese but despite the language barrier, you both became fast friends. You guys were instantly inseparable almost always being seen together. You guys were both excited when you found out you’d be on SIXTEEN together despite it meaning you would also be each other’s competition.

You still remember the face she made when she was eliminated and how distraught you felt at the idea of not being able to debut with her. You sobbed in Jihyo’s arms loudly as she and Chaeyeon both tried to comfort you. You still made it to the final lineup despite struggling to actually want to debut after she had left.

When she was revealed to come back for the final line up you remember the hug she gave you and how good it felt for her arms to be around your waist. From that point, one thing became clear to you. You could never lose her.

All of you were in the practice room trying to perfect the choreography for your guys new song “I Got You”. You all were currently taking a break after working nonstop and you were currently sitting on the floor not paying attention to whatever it was Nayeon was telling you. Your gaze was on Momo and Dahyun.

Those two had gotten especially close during the tour and during the music video. Momo was holding Dahyun close to her whispering things in her ear that made Dahyun giggle, making you dig your nails into your thigh. Momo’s hand resting on Dahyun’s waist made your skin crawl and in the worst way.

“You’re not subtle you know” you turned looking at Nayeon who gave you a teasing smile. “It’s obvious you like her” you sighed in response to Nayeon’s words “not to her.” Jihyo who was sitting near you put her hand on your shoulder comfortingly. “I wouldn’t worry about them they’re just friends.” “Friends that try to kiss each other.” You spat back clenching your jaw at Momo kissing Dahyun’s cheek a bit too close to her lips, “well staring at them isn’t gonna solve anything for you.” Nayeon replied attempting to lighten your mood. You sighed , looking away trying to busy yourself with something else.

Back at the dorms it was worse. Those two were practically all over each other as if they were the only two in the world. You were sat across from them on the couch while they cuddled and whispered sweet nothings to each other. You were jealous you knew that, but you couldn’t help it. It was hard not to be especially since it felt like you were losing her, but this time it felt worse than SIXTEEN, worse than all the other times where you thought she liked other people, it was one of your friends and members you were losing her to.

The last straw for you, was when Chaeyoung had attempted to make a joke . “Are you sure that you and Dahyunie aren’t dating? you guys are so close you might as well be!” majority of the group laughed but you didn’t. It looked as if Momo’s grip had gotten even tighter around Dahyun’s waist like she was about to kiss her which was something you didn’t want to see.

You stood up going to your room ignoring the girls calling you back. You slammed the door to your room the sound being heard throughout the dorm. You didn't even realize when you started crying but when you did you couldn’t stop, the tears freely just falling down your cheeks.

You always thought in a weird way that you and Momo were always gonna be together or at least that in a weird way were destined together, but with the way she was acting with Dahyun made you think otherwise. Maybe you just needed to accept that you had lost her or realize the fact that you weren't good enough for her. That’s probably the real reason why you guys weren’t dating right now.

Your thoughts were interrupted by a knock at your door which at first you were gonna ignore but you didn’t get the chance to since they opened the door right after they knocked. You looked up about to tell them to leave assuming it was Nayeon or Jihyo but you were met with Momo’s face making the words get stuck in your throat. Her hand went to your cheek in an action so gentle you couldn’t help but lean into her touch. After a few minutes of you both just sitting on your bed like that she eventually spoke.

“Why did you leave like that? Chaeyoung was just-” you cut her off with a kiss before she could finish her sentence. Her lips were softer than you had imagined, the faint smell of her shampoo filling your nose making you dizzy almost. You pulled away quickly when you realized she wasn’t kissing back an unreadable expression on her face her eyes filled with multiple emotions you couldn’t read at the moment.

“I’m sorry, I don't know what came over me. I just saw how you were Dahyun and felt as if-” this time you were cut off by Momo’s lips meeting yours. this kiss was more passionate than the other, she got scared and almost pulled away when she didn’t feel you kiss her back but you relaxed into the kiss pretty easily feeling as if all your fantasies were coming true. Momo deepened the kiss as she held your face while one of your hands moved to her waist bringing you closer to her.

She broke the kiss giving your neck attention as she left a mix of kisses and small nips down it making you gasp softly, her fingers went underneath your shirt, needing to feel your skin under her fingertips. You didn’t protest, allowing her to take the lead as if it was all meant to happen.

“Fuck!” you moaned out while Momo had one of your legs on her shoulders and held your waist with the other. She was grinding her clit against yours creating sensations in your body that you felt only she was capable of making you feel.

You’ve hooked up with other people before but never have any of them made you feel this good like Momo did, she was so attentive with everything at first from the way she had ate you out earlier to how she was scissoring you. Momo loved watching the faces you made every time her pussy collided with hers, it felt even better each time.

The hand on your hip pushed you down even more as she sped up both of you getting wetter leading to you both moaning at same time. Momo’s nails dug into your skin creating little crescents while you whined thrusting your hips up.

“Shit, you look so good like this yn. I’ve never had a girl make me feel this good before” she moaned out bending down desperately needing your lips against hers again. The kiss was feverish as you let out a mix of moans and whines against her lips only focusing on the pleasure you felt.

You pulled away from her lips eventually moving down to her tits that looked so beautiful and full from this angle, you took one of them in your mouth sucking it hard as she sped up moaning even louder from the the stimulation of you sucking her breast. She could feel herself even closer as she let out more moans and judging by the way you whined against her she could tell you were too.

You pulled away from her boob arching your back letting out a chorus of moans whilst chanting her name like a mantra, your hips shake as you climaxed as Momo made you feel as if you were seeing stars. The sight of your face contorting to pleasure as well as the moans you let out was enough to make her orgasm as a string of profanities left her lips, you both now stared at each other panting heavily.

She fell onto your chest completely slumped as you both waited for your heart rates to settle and regain your composure. “I’ve never had someone like you in my life” Momo said looking up at you. You meet her gaze, only to be met with the beautiful beautiful sight of Momo after sex, her bangs as well as a few stray hairs sticking to her forehead. “I’m sorry for leaving like that earlier. I just couldn't stand the sight of you with Dahyun” you confessed making her smile slightly, “just like how I can't stand the sight of seeing you with Nayeon sometimes.”

You both looked at each other in silence an unspoken tranquility filling you both. Momo was yours and you were hers, you would never lose her.

[milaisreading]

Hello, is possible for you to make random blue lock x manager reader scenarios with ryusei, sae, Oliver, kaiser and Ness?

(You don't have to do it, if you don't want to. I won't force you)

Author: Hiii! Of course! Hope u like this and thank u for the request! 🩷🩷

Warnings ⚠️: None in particular. Reader uses she/her. Requests are open

⚽️Blue lock belongs to: Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura⚽️

Kaiser:

Moving from Japan to Germany was already complicated and a big change, with the different climate, language barrier, culture and people, but moving to Germany to work for their most decorated football team was a new level of stress. While (Y/n) had her friends from Japan still with her (Isagi, Kunigami, Yukimiya, Hiori and Kurona), she still had a set of her own struggles, such as getting used to the way the paper work is supposed to be filled, all the more aggressive players she has to assist and of course...

"(Y/n)~ I need more water!"

'Kaiser.' She groaned and looked at the smug boy while she was cleaning up.

"Go and get your own!" Kunigami yelled in annoyance as the other boys sat on the benches, waiting for (Y/n) to finish her duty.

"It's alright." The girl said and walked over, with a forceful smile handing him the desired item.

"Here you go."

Smirking, Kaiser took the hand that held the bottle and kissed it.

"Thank you, Liebling."

"Have you lost it?! I will kick your ass, Kaiser!" Isagi yelled as the boy laughed and walked off, leaving a flustered (Y/n) behind.

"Disgusting..." Hiori said as he glared daggers at ther German, meanwhile Kurona and Kunigami were already on their way to give her hand sanitizers.

"That's not how you write it."

"What?" (Y/n) asked as she looked up to find Kaiser hovering above her. The blonde sighed and pointed as the sentence she wrote.

"That. It's not correct, you are to write 'Der blaue Kanister' not 'das'. Let me show you." The boy sat down and took her notebook and pen, explaining how the grammar worked.

'He seems oddly nice today... he didn't say anything provoking to Isagi and he didn't tease me either.'

"Do you get it now?"

Slowly nodding her head, (Y/n) took her notebook from him.

'Why is German so hard?!'

Kaiser observed her reaction in amusement and looked up at the clock, noticing that their break will be over in a bit.

"I will help you with it."

"With my German?" (Y/n) raised her eyebrow as the boy nodded his head.

"Why?"

"I feel like it."

(Y/n) was about to say something back, but got pulled away from the boy by Hiori.

"We need your help."

Hiori said as he pulled the girl away.

'Interesting girl.' Kaiser chuckled as he watched her walk off.

Ness:

Alexis Ness was someone (Y/n) found interesting, he was a great football player, awfully loyal to Kaiser and... very cute. (Y/n) blushed at the last part and shook her head as she looked down at the magazine Noel gave her. (Y/n) planned to do a small tour around Munich the coming Sunday, as her friends were either sick or going home for a week.

"Do you need help?" Ness asked as he walked to (Y/n)'s table, raising an eyebrow at all the tourist magazines.

"Kinda... I am looking at some tourist destinations around Munich." (Y/n) explained, hoping the boy might help her out in some way.

"Why are you looking through these magazines then? You can ask Kaiser or I to ask for help." Ness asked, sitting down as he took one of them to look through.

"Also, you are not going home for the holidays?"

"No, my dad won't be home because of work and I don't feel like flying back home right after I came here. And as for you two... I am guessing you have something better to do than be tour guides."

Ness was surprised at the answer, expecting something like that to be said by Isagi or Kunugami, but not from (Y/n). Both him and Kaiser were a lot nicer to her than to them, he even let's her get away with talking back to Kaiser. So he honestly wondered why she would think that they won't help.

Shaking his head, Ness gave her his usual smile and put the magazine away.

'So cute!' (Y/n) gulped.

"I don't plan on going home either, so I will gladly be your tour guide for this."

"That's... that's really kind of you... but shouldn't you use this time to rest?" (Y/n) raised her eyebrow but Ness just shook his head.

"I am not that tired. Besides, I have been living here in Munich for years, if anyone knows the city I do."

'Ahhhh.... how did Kaiser of all people attract his attention?' (Y/n) wondered as she watched the grinning boy.

Oliver:

Ever since the day Blue Lock took over U-20, the popularity of the team had grown among the general public. Ever since that day though, (Y/n) was getting pastered by Oliver more than it was needed. If she was told to help out while the boys trained, Oliver would try to chat. She couldn't even look at her phone without the boy asking for her number.

Today was a little different though. The Ubers had a big game with Manshine, and (Y/n) got an invite from Niko, Aryu and Baro to visit them before the game started and sit in the VIP part of the stadium. Everything was pretty normal, she greeted her friends after arriving, talked for a while before they got called by Snuffy to talk about some of their attacks.

'Something is off-'

"Well if it isn't Blue Lock's cutie, finally decided to leave the German team?"

Groaning (Y/n) turned to look at Oliver, who was leaning against the railing and looking down at her.

"I am here to cheer my friends on, and why are you here? Shouldn't you be over there with your team?" (Y/n) asked, a little unnerved by his smirk.

"And miss the opportunity to talk with ya? No way."

'I would love it if you did.' (Y/n) thought.

"Anyways, how long are you staying in Italy. We should go on a date." Oliver suddenly said.

"No thanks." (Y/n) answered back, earning a groan from the boy.

"Come on, how long are you going to play hard to get? It's getting boring."

"I am not playing hard to get." (Y/n) grimaced and leaned down to glare at him.

"I am not into players like you. You are unreliable to date... hell, I wouldn't trust you to take care of a stone. You might be talented in football, but that's the only nice thing I can say."

"That what you see on the news isn't the only thing about me-"

"Well you decide to put yourself out like this." (Y/n) cut him off, annoyed that he wasn't getting the hint.

"I have better things to do than waste my time with someone who could possibly be saying one thing and meaning another. Just leave me alone." (Y/n) said harshly. Oliver was about to answer back but Snuffy cut him off, saying how he needs to finish his warm-ups. Oliver sighed and nodded his head, ignoring the glares he was receiving from the 3 Blue Lock players.

'I feel so awful for saying all of that... but this might get him to leave me alone.'

'So I have to try harder now?! Come on!' Oliver thought to himself as he sent a few last glances towards (Y/n).

Sae:

"They are quite brutal today..." (Y/n) noted as she sat next to Rin. They both were invited by Sae to watch the match between Madrid and another Spanish team. Wincing at someone falling down again, (Y/n) turned to look at Rin, who had an annoyed look.

"Brother can be brutal when it comes to winning. It's honestly annoying after a while." The younger said, already knowing he was more willing to show off now that (Y/n) was there.

"Ahh... you can overdo it though." (Y/n) sweat dropped and clapped her hands as Madrid scored another point.

"Sae-san is really outdoing himself today, 3 out of the 4 goals." (Y/n) commented to herself,missing the way Rin's glare hardened.

"I will just go to the toilet. Wait for me here." Rin said as (Y/n) nodded her head, holding the boy's jacket until he comes back. The duo were waiting in a secluded area for Sae, as he wanted to invite them for dinner. Humming to herself, (Y/n) looked through the window, enjoying how calm everything looked now.

"Why are you alone?" Sae's voice came from behind and she turned around to greet him.

"Ahh your brother went to the toilet, he should be back in a bit." Sae nodded his head and took the jacket from her hands, frowning at it.

"You shouldn't be holding his things, he is old enough to take care of themselves. Also shouldn't have left you alone here either." Sae said in a monotonous voice as (Y/n) shook her head, not really seeing the big deal.

"It's alright, Rin is my friend and I don't mind watching his things. Also he didn't really leave me alone in an alleyway. But enough about that, you did amazing today, Sae-san! I never saw you play like that." (Y/n) said enthusiastically, not noticing the way Sae flinched at how formal she was with him.

'Right, we just recently became close... I don't expect her to see me as a friend yet, but I don't like the privileges Rin has over me.'

The older nodded his head, blushing a little at the compliments.

'But I still have time to get closer to her. Even closer than Rin is... that's a promise.'

[creatorping]

“What if the boys were moodulated”presented in 4 doodle pages!

credits to @flowery-laser-blasts for the og idea! check out her post

This is my take on how the scenes would go if Drakken and Ron are controlled by emotions. Generally, I think that both of their skills shine more when they have confidence and let it loose (especially Ron).

For example, Ron’s charisma will increase along with skills like crafting and being the Jack of all trades. Drakken will be able to create his inventions a lot faster due to heighten emotions. His decision making is stronger but may execute them recklessly.

In Love:

Ron has all the confidence that he rarely shows, and directs it at Kim, only her. Every move he makes to woo Kim chips away her barrier of resistance. Ron would continue to show the puppy love affection, including physical touch (hugs galore). Ron asks her to the parade festival, convincing her with flowers.

Drakken goes full The way of the Househusband mode: cooking, cleaning, and showering Shego with gifts and affection every chance he gets. Heck, he’ll even make new gadgets just to benefit Shego in any way. Shego is weirded out by his behavior but inwardly crumbles at his affections. However, she gets concerned when Drakken gradually loses his ambitions to take over the world, which she didn’t want him to lose that. Well maybe a bit more love time wouldn’t hurt as Drakken begs her to go with him to the parade as a date. (He gave her the pout and dinner)

At the Parade:

Shego of course agreed to the festival date for fun. After overhearing about the moodulator she wants to get it to break Drakken out of control and get back to evil ambitions OR perhaps control Drakken for herself and make things easier.

She decided to use the E.M.A on the moodulator (even tho she has no idea how it works but she’ll try it) after eavesdropping on Kim and the Inventor. But girlie doesn’t know shit about inventions so she accidentally charged the moodulator to extreme anger

Extremely angry Drakken… bites. ha r d.

yeah he wrecks havoc and she loves the power he shows but he lacks the direction he had in the first place. So Shego ultimately tries to shut him down from being a mindless zombie

Shego had to use her upmost ability to shut Drakken down and not destroy himself at the parade. So at the end, she puts a muzzle on him after dragging him out of the scene. Then perhaps an aggressive kiss sets Drakken on a sudden emotional overdrive that broke the chip, which set him free from the moodulator.

In my take of Kim trying to reject Ron is that she feels he’s been a bit off and not truly himself. Like she loves the affection but the sudden bursts of emotions during the whole time makes her suspicious. Therefore Kim tried rejecting Ron at the festival

but then right as Kim tried to tell Ron her suspicions, the moodulator changes and angry Ron misunderstands the rejection and yeah…

Kim found out about the moodulator… and internally was torn about whether or not Ron’s emphasized feelings were genuine.

Ron channels his anger on not being enough for Kim and explodes with monkey kung fu, wrecking havoc at the parade. (I noticed that Ron gets the powers when his emotions take over him)

And of course kim isn’t going to be a sitting duck so she gets back with her martial art skills. They had a battle similar to what Hiro and Kim had in the exchange ep. Lowkey Kim finds it attractive of him fighting like that.

The chip breaks after they come at a draw in the fight. Ron panicked after realizing what he did to Kim and frantically apologizes but Kim kept the conversation playful to cover up the awkward confrontations until SO THE DRAMA MOVIE

[starkura]

1 step forward, 2 steps back

synopsis: cypher’s been avoiding you and you girl talk it out with kj and raze

since you join the protocol, you’ve been hanging out with cypher. he was a very helpful and welcoming person to you. it seemed like he liked talking to you a lot since he was very charismatic. though, thats probably just how he is. overtime, you slowly developed a liking for him. cypher always helped you out whenever you needed it, he even went out of his way to do stuff for you. however, it always felt like there was a barrier between you and him. he practically knew everything about you. he is a spy and knows everything about everyone. but, you knew barely anything about him. you knew the things that casual friends would know, and that was about it. you tried to pry and get him to open up, but it felt like everytime you tried, he started to push you away. overtime, the things he used to do for you became rare occurrences.

8:00 am, location: valorant hq

it was early in the morning, barely anyone was awake at this time of day. you found kj, raze, jett, phoenix, and cypher in the kitchen. kj and raze were sitting on the stools at the counter and phoenix and cypher were playing a game of chess together. it appeared that phoenix was losing big time. kj spotted you coming from the hallway.

“morning, didn’t expect you to be up this early!” she laughed. they all wave to you except cypher, he looked away from you. everyone could feel a awkward tension between you two, however no one was brave enough to address the elephant in the room. you didn’t bother to attempt greeting him. “morning” you rubbed your right eye. in the background, cypher had just won another match of chess. phoenix rolled his eyes in annoyance and defeat. cypher was lightly laughing. you glanced at him in the corner of your eye. even though you were upset with him, you can’t help it when you see him happy and laughing. it was bittersweet for you.

“ah, i have to work on my cameras, we can rematch next time phoenix.” he tilted his hat to phoenix. “i’ll beat you next time, just you wait!” he said confidently. he excused himself out and walked to his room. phoenix left the other direction, seemingly confident that he will defeat cypher next time. now that cypher was gone, it felt safe to talk about the elephant in the room.

“hey… are you and cypher doing okay?” kj asked you. you looked up at her and sighed. “honestly, i don’t know.” you say in defeat. you put your elbow on the counter and lean your head against your hand. “did something happen?” raze asked. “well, it’s kind of complicated. he just stopped talking to me overtime. when i tried to go and talk to him one on one, he just excuses himself quickly. i don’t know if i did something wrong to make him hate me.” you tell them. they both look upset for you. they can tell that you are visibly upset by cypher’s avoidance. “i’m sure you didn’t do anything wrong! cypher’s just a very secretive type of guy.” kj reassured. “if anything, i’m sure he’s afraid to let you get closer to him.” kj said. raze nodded in agreement. “yeah, nobody knows anything about that dude. he’s super secretive. but, just because he doesn’t tell you everything, doesn’t mean that he doesnt like you! cyphers just a private kinda guy.” raze adds. “he wouldn’t hate you for no reason, i’m sure of it.” kj said.

after what kj and raze told you, you felt a bit better about the whole thing. you reconsider the reasons why cypher suddenly started to avoid you. however, you were still pretty upset with him for avoiding you. you got up from your seat and fixed yourself. “i’m gonna head back to my room, i’ll see you guys later.” you wave at them goodbye. they wave you goodbye in pity and you walked towards the hall. you made your way back to your room and plopped on your bed. you were in defeat and didn’t want to think about cypher any more. you let yourself fall asleep once more.

sorry for a cliff hanger ill make part 2 soon 😁 (i lied BUT IM WORKING ON IT I PROMISE)

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[part two] to build a home - gojo satoru

word count: 3.8k warnings: !!manga spoilers!! swearing, jjk-verse style fighting series summary: when (y/n) (y/l/n) catches wind that the notorious sorcerer killer, toji fushiguro, has children, she makes it her personal mission to find them. the catch being she couldn't tell a soul about them- the risk of the zen'in clan learning about them was too great. keeping the secret isn't the hard part, it's lying to her friends, shoko ieiri, geto suguru, and of course gojo satoru, that she struggles with. especially when satoru has suddenly become so keen on keeping an eye on her lately.

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[part two] : "Playing Games of Levitation"

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PRESENT DAY [SIX MONTHS LATER]

Finding any information on Toji Fushiguro wasn’t a simple task.  Not when (y/n) had to juggle her secret investigation with schoolwork, training, an assignment here and there, and her friends.

The summer was hard on her.

More often than not, she was only left with the wee hours of the late night-turning early morning to follow scraps of leads.  It had taken months of overworking herself with little sleep, but after some time, she finally got somewhere.

It was just a name, which wasn’t much, but if it was who (y/n) thought it was, then it was a lead all the same.  And it was more than she’d found in the last six months of researching.

The smell of old books was starting to make her head dizzy these days, anyways.  So putting her energy towards following something excited her.

Sliding on her shoes and throwing her bag over her shoulder, (y/n) hurried out of her dorm and through the hallways of the school.  Today was Sunday, and she wasn’t sure she’d find much time through the school week to leave campus.  Which left today her only option if she wanted to get started as soon as possible.

She’s lucky enough to not pass any of her teachers or friends.  No one who might think to ask her where she was going in such a hurry on her own.  She doesn’t think she’d be able to come up with a good enough lie, anyways.  

She’d already been lying for months on end.  It started as soon as she came back from her private investigation, and ever since she’d been throwing out excuse after excuse to her friends.

“There’s bags under your eyes, are you not getting enough sleep?” Geto had taken notice of her heavy eyelids and thinning body one day a few months ago.

“Oh, just a little trouble with training, that’s all” She’d tried to assure him, and she figured it was believable enough.  But it hadn’t calmed his worry.

“There’s always time to work on your technique later, don’t wear yourself out too much, okay?” 

She shoved the memory down in her mind, hoping to forget the guilt she felt for troubling her friends.  If she was going to continue down this road, that would only mean there were more lies to come.  She’d either have to get over her guilt and get better at lying, or come clean.  And at this point, coming clean wasn’t an option.

(y/n) almost made it all the way to the front gates where the barrier cut off before getting caught in the act.  But just as she’s about to step through, a pair of sorcerers are entering.

Haibara Yu, and Nanami Kento.  Two second-years.

“(y/n)!” Yu’s friendly voice calls as he waves to her, jogging through the gate to catch up to her.  “You headed out?” 

She flusters, wishing she was better at lying with ease.

“Yeah- I- I was just gonna go to some shops in town”

The lie seems good enough, because Yu smiles back at her and nods his head.

“We just got back from Kyoto,” He tells her, gesturing back to Nanami who didn’t have the same hurry to come talk to her.  “I hadn’t been in forever, I forgot how beautiful it was” 

If his eyes linger on her for too long, (y/n) doesn’t notice.  Too wrapped up in her own agenda, she misses the softness in his gaze and the longing in his voice.

“It is a beautiful city,” She agrees, a bit absentmindedly.  “Your assignment went well, I assume?” 

“Could’ve been worse” The gruff voice of Yu’s partner mutters out.  (y/n) gives Nanami a small smile in acknowledgement as he approaches.

“That’s the spirit,” She says, jesting just a little bit.  Enough to keep the conversation light to keep them from thinking twice about her heading out on her own.  “Well, I better get going.  You guys rest easy” 

“Bye, (y/n)!” Yu waves cheerfully as she heads off.

Nanami’s gaze follows her more curiously, but he doesn’t say anything, just follows beside his colleague as they go in the opposite direction of her.

Once she’s through the gate and past the barrier, (y/n) lets out a breath of relief.

She had to get better at lying.

___

It had been hours since she’d arrived in town, and (y/n) was starting to think her lead was a bust.  Most of the records at the town hall didn’t provide much with the name she had, and the few civilians she’d asked didn’t know who she was looking for.

She’d just given up, sitting on a bench with only a box of mochi to show for her work today.  She hadn’t even taken a bite out of one of the sweets yet, not feeling like she’d deserved to treat herself.

Come on Fushiguros, she thought to herself, eyes scanning over the people gathered in the streets, hoping an answer would present itself.  Where are you? 

“Leave us alone, Fushiguro!”   

A distant shout of a child rang in her ears, and she perked up, trying to find the source of the sound.

Her eyes land on a group of kids across the street.  They looked like they were gearing up to fight, a few boys pitted against one boy, and one girl, standing a bit behind him.  They looked young, like they were only in grade school.

“Yeah, leave us alone!” One of the boys in the larger group shouts.

(y/n) stands, but doesn’t rush over to the scene just yet.  Even if the boy and the girl were the Fushiguros she was searching for, it wouldn’t be wise to insert herself without a plan.  They were children, and she was a stranger.

The boy, with messy raven hair, has the harshest scowl on his face as he glares at the boys.  The girl behind him doesn’t seem interested in a fight as she’s tugging at his arm.

Curiously, (y/n) casually crosses the street, feigning interest in a shop just a little ways away from the group she was more or less spying on.

Well, it was full-on spying actually.  She was straight up spying on a bunch of kids.

As she stands before a window of expensive jewelry she could never actually afford, she listens closely to their conversation.

“Megumi, let’s go!” The girl calls, pulling more harshly on the boy’s arm than she had before.

“Tch,” The boy scoffs, still glaring at the group of boys that now that (y/n) can see better, look to be a few grades older than him.  “Fine” He mutters, giving into her wishes, and turning away, walking away with her, in (y/n’s) general direction.

“Stop picking fights with rude people, little brother.  You’re going to get yourself in trouble” The girl scolds, but the boy, Megumi, just walks ahead of her, seemingly ignoring her.

So they were brother and sister, (y/n) noted.  That increases the odds of these being the Fushiguros she was looking for.

She turns her attention back to a rather pretty rose gold plated bracelet as they pass by her, but as soon as they do, her eyes follow them.

“I’m just trying to look out for you, Megumi” 

“You’re just trying to be annoying, Tsumiki” 

Megumi and Tsumiki.

(y/n) smiles to herself in pride, before turning around on her heel, and walking off.  With her mochi and two names with faces to match, she feels good about her work today.

Now she just had to get back home and hope no one noticed her absence today.

___

By the time Thursday rolls around, she’s anxious to go back into the town and find the two children again.  Her next move was to find where they reside- she only hoped they had a roof over their heads.

She’s supposed to train when she’s done with her classes, and she knows that she should.  She hadn’t attempted to push herself since the day of the incident, and if she didn’t start to grasp the extent of her technique soon, then she was going to raise suspicion with her teachers.

But maybe if she was quick enough, she could spare some time to go to town.  It shouldn’t be too hard to break into the school records to find the address for the young Fushiguros.  Once that’s complete, it was only a matter of time before she was certain of herself that these were Toji’s children.

Remembering the look on the young boy’s face, she’s pretty sure that they must be.  He held the same intensity in his little body that Toji had carried the few days that she had followed him.

“Where’s that head at, right now?” 

(y/n) jumps, not having heard Geto approach behind her until he spoke.  She laughs nervously as she turns to see him smiling, apparently amused with himself for taking her by surprise.

“Don’t sneak up on a girl like that, you’ll get yourself punched” She teases.

“I’ll keep that in mind,” He replies.  “You off to train?” He asks, gesturing to the path towards the field where she’d been practicing her teleporting.

“Uh, yeah, I was” She nods, rubbing the back of her neck anxiously.

He raises a brow at her nervous tic.

“Not in the mood?” He asks, tucking his hands into his pockets.

“It’s not that, I just…” She trails off, trying to come up with a lie that was good enough for him to believe.  Geto Suguru had a pretty decent bullshit detector, and he wasn’t afraid to call people on it.

He steps forward, giving her a warm smile.

“Don’t be anxious to fail,” He tells her.

She blinks in surprise.

“Satoru told me that you were taking the Riko Amanai incident pretty hard,” He admitted.  “Don’t let that hold you back.  As long as you try, you can’t really fail, right?”

(y/n) doesn’t know what to say, so she presses her lips together and nods her head back at him.

“Would you like help? I don’t know much about teleporting, but if you need someone to cheer you on, I’d be happy to” 

She chuckles at his kindness, before shaking her head.

“No, that’s alright, Suguru.  I appreciate it, though” 

“Anytime,” He says warmly.  “Just know you can find me if you do need help.  But I’m sure Satoru would be much happier to be your mentor.  He’s probably a better option when it comes to teleportation, anyways” 

(y/n) nods again, albeit a little shakily.

Ever since that night in the kitchen, where he told her about killing Toji, and comforted her when she nearly broke down in front of him, her relationship with the Six Eyes user had gone from odd to bizarre.

She considered herself lucky that he’d been given so many assignments in the past six months that he was gone more than around these days.  Because when he was home, he was relentless with spending time with her.  Whether it was helping her with her homework or crashing her alone time to make her watch a dumb movie he found, if he was around, he was always around.

It was becoming increasingly harder to be annoyed with him.  For one, a part of her did miss him when he was gone, even though she would rather die than admit it to him.  He was her friend, and she cared about him.  They used to spend every day together, so when he was on an assignment for a whole month, she missed having him around.

But it was another thing that when he was around, she had to put a pause on her investigation.  He was around too much for her to get anything done without him noticing.  And now that she finally had a decent lead…

“Yeah, I might have to bother him the next time he’s free” She mumbles.

“Want me to go get him?” Suguru asks, jerking his thumb over his shoulder.  “I think he was just about to pretend to annoy Shoko at the morgue out of boredom.  It’d be doing both of you a favor” 

“Oh- I don’t want to be a bother-” 

“Nonsense, I’ll get him now” Suguru waves his hand dismissively.

Before (y/n) can protest, he turns around and is hastily making his way towards the morgue.

Well, shit.  There goes my chance at getting out of training early to go into town.

___

“You came to the right guy!” 

Gojo cracked the knuckles of his fingers dramatically before his chest, his arms extended in a stretch.

(y/n) stands before him on the field, trying not to show her displeasure with doing this right now.  She really did need the help, but her mind wasn’t anywhere near focusing on her cursed technique right now, and the most important thing with teleportation was focus.

“We’ll start easy, a lil’ warm up to get that cursed energy awake,” Satoru’s grinning, his cockiness only seemed to grow at the idea of playing teacher.

“How about you start by going from here to the other end of the field?” He suggests, pointing to where the gates surrounded the neatly cut grass about a hundred feet away.

“Okay,” She sighs, shaking the nerves out of her hands.  “I have to hex you first” 

“Oh, right,” He nods, and steps forward, leaving little to no space between them.

(y/n) swallows thickly, realizing just how tall he was.

He’s always been tall, it’s not like she’s only just noticed, but for some reason, today it makes her head spin with nerves.

She raises her hand to his forehead, closing her eyes as she gently places her index and middle finger on his forehead, just above his sunglasses.  Her cursed energy buzzes through her skin like a small shock of static electricity.

Since mastering the ability to keep his Infinity up automatically, (y/n) had noticed he left it up more often than not.  It had been odd, the few times he’s handed her a pencil or she almost bumped into him, only to not actually touch him at all.  At first it unsettled her, knowing that he’d probably kept at this ever since his encounter with Toji Fushiguro, but she learned to bite her tongue and not draw attention to it.

But now, it almost felt more strange to actually touch him.  She wondered if skin to skin contact made him uncomfortable now.  If it did, he didn’t show it.

Satoru had seen her use her cursed technique before, on other sorcerers or her teachers when training, but he’d never seen it so up close, and he’s definitely never experienced it first hand.

The feeling of her cursed energy lingers on his skin, and if he concentrates, he can almost feel it flowing with his.  As though it were settling itself deep in his bones.  He supposes that’s the effect of the technique, it must have to attach itself to him pretty securely for her to blink herself back to it.

“Okay” She sighs, pulling her fingers away and stepping back once she’s certain her cursed energy had imbued itself in him.

“That’s it?” Satoru asks, curiously.  “Feels weird” 

“Yeah, I’ve been told that if you focus on it, you can feel it there for a few days,” She says.  “Shoko said it was like getting a shot, you still feel the needle even while your body’s healing itself” 

“If I cry are you gonna kiss it?” He teases.

(y/n) rolls her eyes.

“Just go over there already so I can get to teleporting” She says.

He lowers his sunglasses just so that he can wink at her, and in a flash he disappeared, now standing across the whole field.

“You got this!” He cheers, jumping up and down with a thumbs up in the air to show his full support.

(y/n) takes in a deep breath, holding it while she shakes the nerves out of her hands.

Breathe out.

Breathe in,

She closes her eyes, letting her mind focus on her own cursed energy.  It’s like a spark in darkness, just as far as Gojo stood.

Breathe out.

When she opens her eyes, she’s standing before him.

Gojo grins at her.

“That was great!” He compliments.  “How do you feel?” 

“Fine,” She shrugs.  “But I marked you, so that makes it easy.  The trouble is trying to mark someone from afar.  That’s what Yaga wants me to focus on” 

“Hm,” He thinks to himself, trying to think of the best way to get her used to it.  “Let’s try something crazy then” 

Her brows furrow as she shakes her head.

“No, I don’t think we should-” 

“What, scared I’m gonna make you do something stupid?” He asks.

She raises a brow, silently asking him if he even had to ask that question.  Satoru barks out a laugh.

“Have some faith in your teacher, (y/n/n)!” He tells her.  “Come on, let’s go back to where we were so we have plenty of space” 

Just like that, he’s disappeared again.  (y/n) groans as she spins around to see him in the middle of the field, where they just were.

She’s in front of him again in a second, barely having to focus to bring herself there.  He grins again at her ability to do so with ease.

“Okay, now take your mark off” He tells her.

“But I-” 

“Come on, no buts, just do it” He pushes her.

If he tires her out too much, then she definitely won’t be able to sneak into town this afternoon.

“Satoru,” (y/n) sighs.  “I’ve never been able to do this without passing out” She admits.

“Well then today will be a breakthrough!” He tells her.

She’s frowning, not sure where he got such an unprecedented amount of belief in her.  But judging from the advice Suguru had given her earlier, she fears that they may have noticed her abandoning her training.

So as badly as she wanted to do some light B&E this afternoon, she decides that she’ll have to worry about Megumi and Tsumiki later.  If she walked away from Satoru now, it would only pose more of a problem in the future.

“Fine” She mutters, and reaches her hand back up to his forehead.

This time, as she takes her cursed energy back, Satoru frowns, a weird feeling replacing what once was her mark on him.

“That’s odd” He mutters when she’s finished.

“So I’ve been told,” (y/n) replies.  “What does it feel like?”

Emptiness, Satoru thinks.  It’s a distinct, hollow feeling left in his chest, similar to negative feelings such as sadness, loneliness, regret.

He looks at her, seeing her genuine curiosity, and realizes that she doesn’t know removing her marks have this effect.  So he shrugs his shoulders.

“Don’t know,” He lies.  “It’s just weird” 

“Oh,” (y/n) hums.  “I’ve never really done that before.  Most people let the hex just fade away on it’s own, it only takes a day or two before I have to hex them again” 

So that’s why she didn’t know, Satoru thinks.  The cold feeling has already washed away, so it’s effect wasn’t drastic, but it was distinct.

“Alright, back to class,” He claps his hands, his wide grin returning to his face.  “You ready?” 

“As I’ll ever be” (y/n) breathes out.

He’s above her so quickly she does a double take at him practically floating in the air, just a few feet off the ground.

“Alright, come on up,” Satoru beckons her with his hand.  “The air is fine!” 

Normally she would spit something sarcastic back at him, but all she could feel now was anxiety.

“You want me to not only teleport in a way that I’ve never been capable of,” She deadpans.  “But you want me to suspend myself in the air- something I’ve never even attempted?”

“Aren’t I the best teacher ever?” Satoru grins down at her.

(y/n) balls her clammy hands into tight fists at her sides.

With a huff, she closes her eyes, and refocuses herself.

Breathe in,

Breathe out.

She focused her mind on where she wanted her body to go, and surprisingly, she felt her fingers vibrate with her cursed energy.

Maybe she could actually pull this off.

When she opened her eyes again, his were right there before hers.

Her jaw dropped open as she looked down, her feet dangling in the air, the ground a few feet below her.

She looks back up at Satoru’s face, with his madman grin and eyes lighting up behind his sunglasses.  Her expression mimics his own, as disbelief and excitement hitting her all at once.

And in her moment of joy, she felt her body drop.

She yelps, the short plummet taking her by surprise.  Before she can brace herself for the ground, Satoru is standing there again, and her body hits his arms instead.

“You okay?” He asks her right away.

She nods shakily, even though fatigue washes over her head.

“Yeah,” She sighs, and he carefully sets her down, his hands hovering around her shoulders just to be sure she could stand.  “Yeah… yeah I’m okay” 

He’s not so sure, as her eyelashes hang heavily over her eyes, and she’s swaying just a little bit, as if she were a child willing herself to stay up later in the night.

“Maybe that’s enough for today,” Satoru decides, knowing she probably won’t put an end to her training, even if she was barely standing.  “But that was really great” 

“Yeah?” She looks up at him, a tired smile on her face.

“Yeah,” He confirms with a nod of his head.  “That was amazing.  I’m really proud of you” 

Her cheeks flush with pink at the compliment.  She’s never gone looking for Satoru’s pride before, but having it makes her feel a little fuzzy.

In her tired state, she lets out a little giggle.

“Thanks, Satoru,” She mumbles.  “Means a lot”

He really is impressed, he didn’t give her the compliment out of kindness, he truly meant it.  In the past he’s known that when she’d attempted teleporting herself without hexing someone first, the moment she appeared at the second location, she’d dropped to the ground in unconsciousness.  So for her to not only be stabilized when she teleported up to him, but she even hung in the air in the same way he did- Satoru knew that was an impressive feat.

“Come on, let's get you some rest now, hm?” He prompts, wrapping an arm around her shoulder before blinking them both into the school.

She remains semi- awake until he gets her to her dorm, but once she hits her bed, she’s knocked clean out.  Satoru smiles as he realizes this, and carefully drapes her blanket over her so she wouldn’t wake up from her nap cold.

He turns off her light and shuts her door quietly behind him, but not before quietly bidding her a “sleep well”.

___

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gojo; friends to lovers headcanons!

notes : set in 2006, reader being silly and a bit dense, gojo falls first and you fall just as hard , fluff! suguru and shoko mentioned bc i love their friendgroup🫶

a/n : eep my first (published) piece of writing! im so excited, and i hope people like it!!! this isn't the most polished, but i wanted to start off with something a little more simple ( ◡‿◡ *) anywhoo satoru is the boyfriend ever!

you met him when you joined the jujutsu high second years aka geto shoko and gojo!

and gojo IMMEDIATELY decided to annoy the shit out of you

but like in an endearing way (that's what he thought, at least)

surprisingly, you actually found him funny, and bantering with him back and forth quickly became your favorite part of every day.

he really liked how you were able to keep up with him and how easy it was to talk to you about anything and everything. no matter what he had to say, you had a reply (or an insult) ready to go.

satoru's a really physically affectionate person in general and he was over the moon when you didnt seem to mind how he randomly slung his arm around your shoulder or how he liked to fall asleep with his head in your lap. (i could tie to this whole thing to his infinity and talk about how sad it is for someone that shows love through physival affection to experience smth so traumatic that they put a LITERAL barrier between them and others preventing all forms of touch but..i wont!)

it wasn't anything romantic at first! (i love platonic physical affection, okay?)

but there were small moments where you felt his touch and felt such a warmth in your heart. you had pure adoration for him [and if you ever caught his stare, you would know he adored you the same.]

anywhoo! you always thought he was attractive because i mean, look at him

but you never really saw him as a romantic prospect. at least not until you talked to him and got to know him. which you told shoko later on, and she called you a freak of nature for it because "usually he has the opposite effect on people"

there wasn't really a distinct moment you can remember where you developed feelings for him. the realization totally caught you by surprise!

you were hanging out with your fellow second years after school, and gojo made some dumb dad joke, at which only he laughed (of course), but you glanced at him from the side and his laugh!!! it was so beautiful!!! like, why are you enchanted by this LOSER right now???

either way, that's when you noticed that maybe that feeling you got in your stomach whenever gojo touched you may not have been entirely platonic. horrified and also a teensy bit excited at your discovery you look away and try to make your blushing face cool down. cool, this was definitely gonna ruin one of the best relationships and friendships you've ever had! gojo knew geto and shoko before you, so if you ever confessed, it would probably ruin your friendship with them too! cool, cool, very cool.

of course, that was total bs, but whatever you were anxious at, your newfound feelings and relationships are confusing, and you maybe (definitely) had a bit of tunnel vision in that moment.

after that (like the smart person you are), you convinced yourself that "well. if i just avoid gojo..the feelings will probably go away, right?"

oh, you poor naive FOOL

first of all, avoiding gojo was no easy feat (just ask nanami)

second of all... by the point you realized your feelings, he was already completely WHIPPED for you

"suguru! did you see? she totally looked at me for two seconds longer than usual today!"

"uh-huh"

"she definitely loves me back, dont you think so too?"

"you're delusional."

"you're my best friend! you're supposed to indulge me in my delusions!"

definitely the type to lay on his stomach and kick his feet in the air while thinking about you

and he NEVER shuts up about you

shoko and geto seriously deserve financial compensation for this and are BAFFLED by the fact that you dont notice how lovestruck he is by you?

so as soon as he realized you stopped replying to his texts like you usually did and you didn't sit next to him anymore so he could lean his head on your shoulder, he was devastated

DEVASTATED

like what did he do????? why does the universe hate him??? ( like he isnt the strongest sorcerer ever?)

you thought you were clever for coming up with your "get rid of feelings for satoru" plan

but no. for days now everywhere you were, suddenly there he was.

you didn't give him the silent treatment or anything you just... kept your distance.

well, you tried anyway

man has no sense of personal space.

"i missed you." he pouts, leaning down and placing his head on your shoulder from behind. "we see each other everyday, thats not enough for you?" you replied, trying to remain calm while he was so SO close to you. "we barely saw each other at all yesterday!" he whines. "i was busy -" "no, you weren't." "yes, i was?" "nuh-uh, " your face contorts into a grimace. "seriously, how old are you?" "sev-" "it was a rhetorical question." he moves from his postion behind you and stands right in front of you. if he wasn't so silly looking, you would probably be intimidated by his towering height.

his face turns serious. "you've been avoiding me." he states, a small pout on his lips. shit, dont look at his lips! "eh..uh..what? no, i'm not! that's crazy talk..." you sputter nervously. he sighs, and puts his hands on your shoulders "are you okay?" he's genuinely concerned for you now. damnit why couldn't he be less likeable?! this was really throwing a wrench in your plan.

"i am..i'm just..uh..argh." you lower your head and massage your temple out of frustration. your heartbeat was going a mile a minute. "i didn't mean to avoid you, satoru." you say in a soft tone. a lie, but you couldn't handle telling him the truth. his face brightens instantly. "i'll forgive you if you pinky promise to never avoid me ever again." he reaches out his pinky. "wow, future me is gonna regret that when you get inevitably annoying.." you chuckle reaching out your hand to interlink your finger with his. this was good, this was normal. you felt normal, platonic, and normal feelings. yep. a bright grin spreads across his pretty face. "although.. you might still have to buy me something sweet to really convince me!" of course. "you're the worst." "you love it!" yeah, you do.

okay, plan b. push it all down and focus on your friendship!

you did really enjoy just being his friend after all..otherwise you wouldn't care so much about ruining your friendship!

so things went back to normal sort of...except for the fact that over the next few months, the romantic tension got worse and worse.

you thought it was just you being delusional when he started holding your hand more and more frequently, freuqently bought you small trimkets and gifts( his reason being " i thought of you!") told you how pretty and cool you looked after missions, even with your hair all messed up and uniform askew. you tried so hard not to read into it even though these things were obviously pretty romantic.

satoru thought he was going insane

"i mean??? am i not being clear enough, suguru? am i being too subtle?"

"i dont think the word subtle really suits you, in any situation ever."

at this point, he was close to giving up. maybe you just didn't like him as much as he liked you?

but then! one late summer night!

the first kiss!

which was sort of out of the blue but also not really, since you'd been pining for each other for a while.

he was invading spending time in your dorm room late at night again like he frequently did. he got real chatty at night. you were both sitting on your bed, and his head was leaning against your shoulder, the soft ends of his hair tickling your neck.

it was around mignight, his voice was low and he spoke in a hushed tone.

"..you know? and then he had the audacity to insult nintendo? like sorry you hate fun, loser? anyways my original point was..." he trails off his voice, getting lower and lower by the end. you turn your head in his direction, expecting to find him asleep. instead, your nose almost bumps against his.

his eyes are..so breathtaking this close, with the moonlight reflecting in his sapphire irises. his snow-white lashes flutter as he glances down at your lips. a silent request.

this moment was so full of tender love while still so quiet. you had never felt anything quite like it before. you nod ever so slightly and softly your lips meet eachother. slotting together like two puzzle pieces, it made something click in your brain. suddenly everything made sense.

after a few moments you pulled back. your face felt hot. it was still quiet. gojos thumb rubs over the back of your hand.

he leans his head back onto your shoulder, positively beaming, he giggled "like i was saying.." he starts again the smile still evident in his voice.

an equally bright grin breaks out on your face. he was not even acknowledging the kiss you two shared. but it felt right that he didn't. this moment felt so warm and so much like satoru. there was no more confusion and no words that needed to be said. you both understood what it meant. you both finally understood what you were.

what you failed to consider was telling your best friends. geto and shoko. the four of you were hanging out and gojo had to leave early for another mission, before he leaves he quickly pecks you on the lips (which to be fair surprised you too) before waving and running off. shoko's eyes were practically bulging out of her head, and getos face couldn't decide between a surprised expression and one of disgust. "what. was that." shoko furtows her brows. "uhh..oh! oh." you couldn't exactly pinpoint what you were supposed to say now. how did you forget to tell them? how did GOJO forget to tell them? granted, it only happened last night, but still... you had assumed he spent the rest of the night lying on his stomach, feet kicking, telling geto every detail. "we're dating?" you reply awkwardly. "damn it!" shoko exclaims, and suguru smiles smugly. odd reactions... that's what you thought until you saw shoko pull out her wallet and hand suguru a big wad of cash. "see? i told you they would figure it out before they turned 25." he chides.

thank you for reading!!! and i hope you liked it! im not sure about this formatting (w/ the tumblr bulleted list. it's like not spaced apart enough, yk?) anyway! im open to constructive criticism, but please be nice im sensitive LOL (ﾉω･､)

[raconteur-wanpi]

ONE PIECE 1126

Finally found the time to talk about this one. I already talked a bit about a certain character in an earlier post, but here we go into the full thing.

OK, starting off with where we left with Yamato in the cover stories -yep, it seems people in Wano are getting kidnapped and/or going missing. Last chapter we saw Minamoto the carpenter has disappeared as well. Honestly, as for who is doing the kidnappings, there's actually plenty of candidates. I think most of, if not all of the Beast Pirates were dealt with, so we might be dealing with somebody else. IIRC, the Big Mom pirates seem to have returned to Tottoland without their mother (we see Smoothie back with her siblings watching Vegapunk's message in Egghead, and she was leading the ship). It could be Perospero if he's alive somehow, but I think it'd be an interesting twist if it turned out to be something like the wild giant boar that Oden slayed back in the day, thus giving Yamato the chance to fulfill his role as a parallel to him or something. Who knows! We still don't know Kaidou and Linlin's fates, so Wano is a location to keep an eye out on for sure.

Anyway, getting in the chapter, it's so nice to see more of the classic Strawhat party celebration! Seeing them all together chilling like this is always one of the best parts. My circle has already plastered my timeline with Usopp and Sanji being inseparable again, of course. My foils meta keeps being fulfilled, let's see if Usopp ends up returning his favor and his words to him if this arc ends up mirroring Enies Lobby.

Hey what if I cried. I'm not going to sugarcoat it: I teared up like a child at this. They finally got to see the sky and the sun together, they got to sail together!!!!!!! Nobody talk to me, I think I will never recover after this page. God, if Kuma dies I'm going to be devastated. The theories around the number-named devil fruits going to the strawhats have destroyed me, and the Nikyu-Nikyu fruit being the last possible combination of numbers and the right shape for the tangerines is.... worrying me.

Bartooooo!!!! He is the GOAT of this chapter. He was already one of my absolute favorite One Piece characters, but this man's willingness to die on the spot for Luffy just cemented him even higher on the list. Thank god it was a fake-out! Everything's gonna be fine, right? Haha? Right?

Aaand there it is. Wow. OK. I cannot lie this caught me so off guard I am still reeling from it. This, is the part I made an earlier post about. Yasopp, of his own accord, after Shanks decided to spare the Barto Club and even seemed to be charmed by them, chose to shot them down. Shanks clearly didn't give the order, and it seems Yasopp might have been going for the kill, too. Perhaps he was just trying to destroy the ship, but seeing that explosion... Not to mention the narrator says after this "it is unknown if there were any survivors". This is such a merciless act from him. And for me, the reading I have of it is that it's setup by Oda for us to start feeling (even more) conflicted about his character, and this is going to be relevant going forward in Elbaf as an Usopp arc. This is a reminder of how different he is from him, he brutally shot down the Barto Club knowing well they are his son's allies and friends, with no remorse. Usopp has shown mercy and compassion most of any strawhat, I think he would be mortified by this. I wonder if this begins the setup of Usopp realizing he has put his father on a pedestal, and the idealized image of him in his head doesn't reflect reality. A lot of people didn't like Yasopp already, but this is going to put him on a looooot of fans' shitlist. Anyway, if Barto is dead I am going to jump into the ocean. Fingers crossed harder than his when he puts up his barriers.

Going back to the Blackbeard pirates; Garp's alive!!!! It seems that Kuzan couldn't take his life after all. He says "he survived", but in my eyes, he definitely chose to spare him, perhaps even unconsciously.

PUDDING CAMEO!!!!!!! MY SPECIALEST GIRLIE IN THE WORLD!!! Oh my god I'm glad she's still OK. Pudding get him. Bite him. Scratch him, do something, get his ass. Stay away from her get a joooooob. Jokes aside, I am curious about what the Big Mom pirates are planing; between their mother being Put In the Soup in Wano (status unknown), their eldest brother being well... status unknown, and Pudding getting kidnapped, they have too much going on on their plate, and I do wonder which thing they are trying to deal with first. I am not jealous of the mess poor Katakuri has to deal with right now, assuming he has been put in charge at the moment. I like to imagine he is definitely planning for ways to get Pudding back; his siblings are the most important thing in the world to him, after all.

Sigh. Caribou is still here too. For some reason. Like some sort of cockroach that just won't croak. The information he has on not one, but two ancient weapons is very concerning, and the fact he is about to deliver it to Teach of all people is definitely gonna be a big, terrifying development.

This isn't plot or anything but please look at this image of tiny Bonney holding on to Jinbe's robes. Her collection of big dads grows ever steady. That is all.

And here is our conclusion! The group of strawhats that was on the Sunny has disappeared together with it, while the rest of the crew and the giants where knocked out from the booze. They wake up looking for them and the Sunny all baffled. It seems Jinbe, Robin and Franky are the only strawhats left with the giants, although I saw some people say Brook might be with them as well. Nami, who was with those missing, wakes up in Elbaf-style garb already, inside some sort of toy-lego-house... I wonder if this means our missing strawhats have been kidnapped by another group of giants!? A toy-like dollhouse is where you'd put a tiny person in, isn't it? Dorry and Broggy and their crew said that Elbaf is still days away, even with their ship's speed, so could someone from there have somehow hijacked them in the middle of the journey? Could it be Loki himself? I guess we have to wait to find out!

[ohraicodoll]

i need more tommy x red content, i feel like all of their interactions would be so unintentionally funny, like red is trying her hardest to be nice and tommy is just so scared of her. however i can actually see tommy being one of the first people outside of the ellie and joel that red warms up to. but whenever joel and tommy gets into a little brotherly spat she can get a little mean with him.

😂 I'm doing this headcanon style just because I feel this would have to encompass a lot of different moments lol

Tommy doesn't realize what Joel means by Red being a little wild until a week into their settling down in Jackson because he makes the mistake of grabbing her backpack (mind you, he was just going to hand it to her, but he didn't know how she would react)

Instantly, she's stepping towards him and rationality is gone from her eyes making him drop the bag immediately as Joel steps between them with hands raised. His eyebrows are in his hairline as he watches his older brother try to placate her. He damn near feels like bolting when she moves around him and snatches her bag from the floor beside him, giving him a glare

It takes a good few drinks and forcing his brother to sit down and tell him who the fuck he brought into his town before Joel gives him her full story

She's not just rough around the edges, like he had gauged during that first meal when he met her. He had thought she was quiet, antisocial maybe. No, she's full on raised-by-wolves wild.

He avoids telling Maria for another week to keep from stressing her out. He wonders how the hell his brother found this woman.

This becomes unavoidable when the problems start. She almost breaks a guy's wrist when he puts his hand on her shoulder. Ellie is yelling at people in her defense. Grant comes back from their first patrol together, without Joel, beat to shit for flirting with her. She keeps pulling weapons out on people.

He knows Joel likes her. Hell, he thinks the man even loves her despite his grumblings, ambiguity, and avoidance of the topic. So he's stuck between caring for his brother and his town/wife's wishes.

He tries to bridge the barrier during family dinners and gets nothing at first. It takes a few dinners and a couple of hints from Ellie (who is so much like Sarah sometimes it hurts) before he manages to get her to talk about music. And for a while, she doesn't seem so bad as he watches her warm up and relax and look a little bit more human.

He brings up seeing concerts growing up with Joel before serving in the Army and when he tells her Springsteen was a better show than Johnny Cash, somehow it's like she's a different person as she debates with him.

"You're fucking out of your mind. You saw Cash and you thought Springsteen was better?" "Hey, I didn't say it was bad-" "Springsteen?" "Are you going to kill me if I said I also liked Bon Jovi more?" "What the fuck is wrong with you?"

Lighter, quicker in her replies, more at ease. No stutters, no hesitancy. He can see what Joel means about those hints of her former self and he doesn't miss the smirk on his brother's face, even if Tommy is worried she's gonna kill him.

Things get tense when there is discussion of Red getting kicked out. He's the one that has to break it to Joel.

Maria is stressed after more incidents with Red and he's quick to suggest a different job. Less people, something she'd be more at ease with. The kennels were usually run by Jamie, the towns most experienced vet who was having to split time between the dogs and the horses and the farm animals. She's more than willing to have Red help.

Red takes to it quickly and Tommy can't help but feel proud of himself for the suggestion. Joel tells him he talked to her and she's trying even if it looks like torture for her. The incidents go down with the exception of the Harper problem. He makes it extremely clear to her she's to keep away from Red after Joel tells him what happened.

Red does well enough in the kennels that Maria thinks she's good to stay in their commune. The worry eases a bit and he can breathe.

Tommy often finds her there, sitting with the dogs, reading whatever books she can on training and caring for them. Jamie leaves some of her veterinarian texts for her to study and she's quick to focus on that. Joel tells him that when she has a goal, a job, she goes all in and it seems the dogs are her focus now.

He catches her there one day when he's returning Bailey back to her pen after a patrol. Usually they nod at each other and that's that, but he's almost startled out of his skin when she appears right behind him. He hadn't heard her at all. Sometimes she scares the shit out of him and he wonders if his brother has a death wish.

But she looks nervous and Tommy tries to be patient as she stutters out a sentence, almost looking frustrated at herself, "Um...it's getting colder...and, um, the puppies..." She takes a deep breath with clenched teeth and continues more evenly, "I don't want the pups to die and it's, um, too cold. Joel said I had to ask you."

He doesn't interrupt, tries to piece together what exactly she's asking and act like this was a normal situation, "You wantin' a heater installed in here for the dogs?"

She nods firmly before jumping to add (making him slightly flinch), "And the older dogs. The cold isn't good for their joints."

Maybe because he's trying to make an effort or because she doesn't ask for anything ever, but he's quick to agree even though it means arguing with the electrical team. He gets the heaters installed for her that week and even installs some insulation to help.

She seems a little less scary after that.

He's the one to find her when one of the senior dogs passes. She doesn't cry, but clings to his fur, laying on the ground, as if her warmth could bring him back. Part of him wants to go get Joel, but doesn't want to leave her alone. So he sits beside her, resting a hand on her back, and stays.

He helps her bury him and when she goes back to the pen, silent and closed off, then he goes and gets Joel. She stays there for a week until his brother manages to coax her back home.

It seems to break down some sort of wall between them. Even if she isn't exactly warm to him, he can tell there's less tension. He sees more hints of how she is with Joel and Ellie. She gets through a family dinner at his house and even throws a few more digs at his music tastes. When they're on patrol with Joel, she proves she is a much better shot than him and even laughs when he misses their designated target. Joel mutters "half a mile, my ass."

Old habits die hard. Joel was always the one to take charge, to tell him what to do. Now that Tommy is more in the leadership role they butt heads like before. They're arguing over construction plans and Joel is frustrated with Daniel, the man in charge of the project.

He knows Joel has more experience, but Maria had put Daniel in the head role and he wasn't going to undermine her. But his brother is on a rant about all the things the man is doing wrong and he's having to defend Maria's decision.

When things get more heated, Red is there. She doesn't say anything to him, but it's like having a live wolf in the room. He freezes at the way her eyes are blank, hollow, cold. One wrong move and she'd be on him, it didn't matter who he was. The argument ends if only so Joel can keep her from killing him over a dumb fight.

The line is clear. She'll protect her own against anyone. It terrifies him but he also respects it. Joel needs someone to watch his back.

Tommy doesn't realize how much she begins to grow on him until he happens upon her at the wood mill. The men are leering and one is giving her a hard time, obviously coming on to her. He knows she's trying. Trying to be less aggressive and reactionary, trying to keep her head down. But it's him that reacts when the guy grabs her arm firmly and doesn't let go. When she tries to shake him off and he spits out, "Maybe someone just needs to break you in, wild thing."

He doesn't think, old traits flaring back to life. Tommy socks the guy in the face. Hard.

The man hits the ground on his back hard and he just stands over him next to Red who looks unsure and a little surprised, a first for him to witness. But Tommy shakes his hand and hisses at the man, "Don't you lay a hand on anyone like that again, understood? Don't you even look at her ever or I'll break your fucking jaw. You can tell your buddies the same."

The rest of them don't say anything and he helps her grab what she needs before they leave.

They're walking back to Joel's house, his hand smarting a little and her holding the wood pieces she had gone to collect. They're almost at the house when she looks at him like she's trying to dissect every piece of him, split him open and analyze what makes him tick. It's uncomfortable but he stares back with what he hopes is an easy smile.

"You didn't have to do that," she mutters with a hard frown but he can hear the underlining words. Joel always said she has a hard time saying what she means. That you have to peek underneath what she's saying. You helped me, you came to my defense, why why why?

Tommy huffs and smiles a bit wider before patting her on the back. She doesn't flinch.

"I was just lookin' out for family, that's all."

[piromina]

WAIT A MINUTE

We all know Felix is a theatre kid....but have we ever thought of WHY he's a theatre kid?

What if–and hear me out on this one–what if Felix became a theatre kid because he had to? As in, there was a life-or-death situation, and the only way Felix could get out of it was by taking theatre?

Alright, so as we know, Felix is a sentimonster created by his dad.

And, as we know, Felix's dad was a bit....abusive.

And, as we know, Felix knows this too. With the amount of times Felix has had to obey his father, no matter how much he didn't want to, he knew something had to be up. After Colt kept calling him a "monster", over and over again, he realized he was a sentimonster. He just didn't know where the amok was. But after Colt cracked the ring, Felix figured everything out.

And Colt knew that Felix knew.

And Colt knew that Felix was probably going to tell someone about it. Someone like, possibly, the police. CPS. Both of those are options. And Colt didn't want to get into all of....that.

So he got his ring, and gave Felix an order.

"Don't tell anyone."

And, after that, Felix couldn't. He couldn't tell anyone that he was a sentimonster.

...But that was just it.

Colt Fathom has made a mistake. Because of his jealousy of Adrien, he wanted Felix to be even better. In everything. He had Felix go to school, and Felix graduated at, like, 13. Graduated.

But, Colt, if Felix graduated, that means that he is smart. Smart enough to find a way out of this predicament, out of this little ordeal you put him into. Maybe he can't call CPS on you, and maybe he can't tell anybody that he's a sentimonster.

....At least, not directly.

After this incident with the ring, and with all of the new knowledge Felix now has, he starts looking for loopholes in the commands. He starts finding ways to disobey.

If he can't tell anyone that he's a sentimonster, can he at least heavily imply it?

And so, Felix took theatre. He learned how to sing and dance.. He learned about sets and backdrops, and costumes, and he learned how to act like other people.

And all of his acting paid off in the episode Representation. Felix puts on a play, a good one, too. And it conveys everything it's supposed to. He can't tell Marinette he was created by the peacock miraculous. But he can show it.

He can't tell Marinette that he had an abusive father. But he can show it.

He can't tell Marinette that his amok is in the signet ring. But he can show it.

And, if you're wondering, "But...Felix has his amok now. Right? If he's wearing his ring, why doesn't he just give himself back the ability to tell someone?"

Well, that's because, by that time, he couldn't call CPS on his dad, if he's dead.

He couldn't tell Marinette anything directly, because she hates him. He knows that if he just goes up to her and tells her all of this, she might not believe him.

"But that still doesn't explain why Felix wouldn't just give himself free will to talk about it then. And how would Kagami have found out about it?"

Well, I have answers to both of those questions. Felix might not have known about the amok order. Maybe, Colt gives the order to him, but Felix doesn't know that it was an order. Maybe Felix did attempt calling the police, but he found that he couldn't say anything about his problem. Like there was some invisible force holding him back. And he didn't know what it was.

Maybe the amok orders stayed in place, even though Felix put on the ring. He had the power to take those magical barriers away, but he didn't really know they were there. And how could he take something away if he doesn't know that it exists?

And how did Kagami find out about the whole thing? Well, Felix must have given her the peacock brooch. He had her put it on, and sense the amoks that they were wearing. He had her see that both of them were sentimonsters.

"But why didn't Felix give the miraculous to Marinette, then?" Marinette is Ladybug. If Felix just handed over the brooch, she would take it and run, not even bothering to put it on.

So he had to put on the play to tell her.

It's a loophole.

[changingplumbob]

Glenn: Well goodbye BooBoo. I need to go find Marisol. I think Elise said she was by the river?

BooBoo: *meows*

Putting his hands in his pockets Glenn heads away from the buildings towards the river. He can feel going through the protective barriers, like walking through mist. There are no spells he has to say to get out. The protection is about stopping things getting in. So far, it's worked. Some townsfolk walk beyond the edges of the property but always turn or stop before walking in. Glenn feels a bit guilty that less people can experience the beauty of the park but if they were discovered here there could be backlash. Not everyone was friendly towards occults even if the humans had begun to tolerate them.

As he approached where the river ran south of the property he saw a bundle of yellow and blue. Walking over he saw another spellcaster covering her dog with kisses.

Glenn: I'm not interrupting am I

Marisol: Not at all, I was just calming Sandy down after her bath

Glenn: She just had a bath? She looks dry

Marisol: Well I always move all the water off afterwards don't I

Sandy: *barks in agreement*

Marisol: Do you need help with something?

Glenn: Oh, no, I just... I've met everyone else in the coven and figured it was only polite to introduce myself

Marisol: A man with manners? Sandy approves

Sandy: *barks*

Marisol: It's Glenn right? Howard's grandson?

Glenn: That's me

Glenn bends down to say hello to Sandy while Marisol shifts awkwardly.

Marisol: I'm sorry you didn't get your guy

Glenn: Well if you listen to Ophelia he was never meant to be mine

Marisol: I listen to her most of the time. Sometimes she seems brilliant and other times...

Glenn: She's a few marbles short?

Marisol: Yes! All the best people are of course but it does make it hard to maintain a conversation now and then

Glenn: Why are you all the way out here? I thought everyone was busy studying stuff

Marisol: The coven isn't an institution. We don't stick to a set schedule of chaining ourselves to desks

Glenn: Sorry. I didn't mean to sound disapproving

Marisol: I know, I'm just antsy

Glenn: Oh?

Marisol sighed wistfully and turned to face the buildings. The pair were able to see them of course but no one else could.

Marisol: I've found I'm not good with change. We were at the last location for a long time. It feels like we've only been here for a heartbeat, it's still so new and unfamiliar

Sandy: *whines*

Marisol: I know the magic realm is only ever a step away but... it's different when your home base changes

Glenn: You don't consider leaving

Marisol: And what? Going backwards just me and Sandy?

Glenn: If you're not happy here-

Marisol: I will be. I can feel it. It's the change that's a difficulty. How about you, do you consider leaving?

Glenn: I don't know

Marisol: Sure you do. The idea has either entered your brain or it hasn't

Sandy: *barks in agreement*

Glenn: I guess... I guess there's just a lot of the world out there that seems interesting but it's still dangerous

Marisol: Some places are better than others for our kind

Glenn: I guess I just want a nice spot to grow a garden... and fall in love... and raise a family. Why did I just tell you that?

Marisol: *chuckles* It's Sandy, she puts everyone at ease

Glenn: Maybe I should get a dog

Sandy: *barks approvingly*

Glenn: Then again it's enough of a task keeping me looking gorgeous

Marisol: Don't worry if you feel out of place Glenn, it's a feeling I'm familiar with and will either pass or you'll move on

Glenn: Like die?

Marisol: *giggling* No, like move elsewhere. Willow Creek is not the only place in the world with dirt and plants I bet

Glenn: I know. My grandfather thinks I should stay for a bit though. I've never really done much focusing of my magic beyond gardening so it could be useful to learn some more. No point having a family if I can't protect them

Marisol: Hunting has been outlawed you know

Glenn: Yeah but society can take time to. Growing up... we moved so much. Hunting was illegal then to but it didn't stop irate townsfolk accusing us of stealing their livestock or killing their plants

Marisol: *scoffs* Like a Sutherland would ever kill a plant

Glenn: That's what grandfather told them! Still, small minds have small ideas

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[itsriotmotherfuckers]

Sirius Black who gets angry when he’s in 12 Grimmauld Place.

He’s just gotten out of Azkaban, just found a place he can rest after being on the run, so no one blames him when he’s a little bit fidgety and strange.

It’s incredibly odd when he flat-out refuses to sleep in his childhood bedroom, but everyone has at least an inkling that his childhood may not have been perfect, so they go with it with little argument. That doesn’t stop the confusion, though.

“I’d kill to have a night in my childhood bedroom, especially if my parents never changed it!” “It would be like being a kid again; no responsibilities, just time to relax!” “It’d be like going right back to your younger years, who doesn’t want that?”

Sirius leaves when they talk about it. They get the hint.

Then he starts to get angry. He starts to change. He starts becoming quiet and abrasive.

At first, it’s little things. He lets out an incredibly aggravated sound when he tears his breath while buttering it. He snaps at Kreacher when the elf mutters under his breath. He runs his fingers through his hair hard enough to pull some out. He eats less. He drinks two glasses of wine instead of one.

Then it gets less small. The people in the room right under his are woken up in the early hours of the morning when he punches a hole in his wall. He genuinely pulls his wand on anyone that touches him without sufficient notice. He smashes his fist into Snape’s face when Snape makes a comment about how spoiled he must’ve been as a kid. He stops eating entirely. He’s drunk more often than he isn’t. He’s not sleeping. He starts wearing clothes that cover every inch of skin on his body. He stabs a hole through the canvas of Walburga Black’s portrait when she huffs at the colour he’s wearing.

People start getting upset with him. He’s getting reckless, he’s getting violent, his mood changes at the flip of a dime, his temper is shorter than it’s ever been.

It reaches a boiling point when Sirius snaps at Harry.

Harry had just been trying to ask if he was okay, because even a teenager could see that something isn’t right. Sirius had reassured him. Harry hadn’t been convinced and had gone to hug his godfather from behind. Sirius had flinched away so violently that Harry had nearly collapsed, and then he’d yelled at the kid never to do that again.

Harry had run off. Sirius had retreated to Walburga’s— his— room. His first move is getting drunk off his ass, then taking off his shirt to look at the damage plastering his body. He tried to cover it all with tattoos, once upon a time, but it never worked. That was after he, in his Hogwarts years, had taken a blade and a blasting spell to his skin to cover up the damage that way. That didn’t work, either. Nothing worked. And being in that house just seemed to be ripping those old wounds open.

Sirius had to put wards for himself and only himself on the windows and balconies of the upper floors, that way wouldn’t be too tempted to see if he could fly without magic. Sirius had to move all the dangerous potions to a locked box, which he gave Remus the combinations for and then promptly obliviated the numbers out of his own head. Sirius had to lock himself out of the kitchen so he wouldn’t be able to get his hands on a knife. Sirius had to give Remus his wand so he wouldn’t do anything stupid to himself or anyone else after he pulled it on Minerva. Sirius had to put up barriers and take precautions because he knew what the house would do to him.

12 Grimmauld Place killed Sirius. It killed him every time he walked around a corner and saw blood and tears and bright red light from the tip of a wand in his mind’s eye. It killed him every time Kreacher glared at him and tried to slip something into his food, which he had to throw out before he ate it knowing it would hurt him. It killed him every time he walked by Walburga’s portrait and she grumbled or muttered or shrieked at him, just like she did when she was alive. It killed him every time he ran his fingers over the keys of the grand piano, found comfort in music, only to remember shattered fingers for playing the wrong note. It killed him every time he looked at the permanently locked door with the initials on it and thought of his baby brother, only little, coming to him for nightmares or because Orion and Walburga had forgotten to feed him.

Sirius Black wasn’t angry. He was scared. But no one could see it, because he’s become a master at hiding his emotions.

That’s why he was so excited when he heard that Harry needed help in the Ministry. It meant he could leave his own personal hell.