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How would the TWST boys act when they’re jealous?

This is Savanaclaw and Octovinelle's section- Link to Heartslabyul. All characters are meant to be interpreted as romantic. The reader is gender-neutral. There may be mild spoilers as to who overblots and other facts. Some of them might have Yandere tendencies, though nothing graphic or descriptive and always very mild, they’ll be marked with a ‘Y’ if they do. Mainly because sometimes the boys are calm and talk through their feelings… And sometimes they go down possessive insecurity-included spirals. If anyone has anything to add or any questions, please leave a reblog or comment! Requests are open if anyone wants. 

Savanaclaw: 

Leona Kingscholar - 

Leona gets jealous easily, but won’t often do anything about it. You’re his herbivore and you know it, don’t you? Just get back over here, and ignore them. 

But then one day you come home smelling like some dog. Maybe a member of his dorm? But he doesn’t care who. You smell like another man, Herbivore. What do you think you’re doing, huh? You have someone else all on you. 

Leona’ll give you his coat as soon as he sees you. Expect an arm around the waist and him not letting you go until you’ve both napped for a while. Seven help you if he wakes up and you still smell like some other guy. 

Herbivore, what kind of game are you playing? What, is he second place again? You’re just gonna leave him and go off to some mutt? Those pooches don’t deserve you. Do you think he doesn’t deserve you? Do you think someone else could do it better? Did you finally realize he doesn’t deserve you? 

How dare you. How dare you push him aside, like everyone else always has. Fine, then leave. Go ahead. If he’s only your second priority, just get out. Why are you even still here? He’s just a second prince who destroys everything he touches. Why are you still here? Are you really going to stay? Fine. You’re allowed to stay, but only for a bit. Get out within a couple of hours. But while you’re here, you better not leave his side. 

Ruggie Bucchi - 

Ruggie’s not visibly jealous easily- He’s used to having to share things, not that he likes it- But it’s pretty obvious if you know his tells. With his ears down, tail slightly between his legs, and almost frantic laughter.  

Oh, so you’re eating out with Ace and Duece now? But what about your old pal Ruggie? Doesn’t he deserve to get some “love,” too? Come on, Prefect! Just let him tag along, just for a little while! 

He promises he’ll pay you back somehow. Yeah, he doesn’t have money, but here’s a little bite of his food. Isn’t that just great? Isn’t that good enough? Isn’t that okay? What’s wrong, huh? Is he not good enough? 

Dontcha want to come over here and pet his ears and tail? He’ll let you. Come on, Jack’s fluffier, but Ruggie’s got- He’s got- Well, he’s gonna let you do it for longer. Besides, don’t you owe him? He gave you some food. You’ve gotta give him this. Why’s he asking? Isn’t it obvious? He’s justin tryin’ to lull you into givin’ him more in the future because you’re gonna think everything he wants back is sunshine and rainbows and yucky. Don’t go readin’ too much into it, ‘Kay? 

Besides, it’s gonna wash that stench off of you. If you’re petting him all the time, you’ll smell like him. That’ll get rid of all his problems… What, you heard nothing, Prefect. Just go along your merry way, he’ll be right behind you if that’s what you’re asking. 

Jack Howl - 

Jack knows what jealousy is. He knows what it feels like. He’s been jealous of other kids' toys when he was young, he’s been jealous of how much someone else can lift, and he’s been jealous of various other things over the years. What he isn’t prepared for is what it feels like when you’re jealous of someone’s time. When you’re jealous of their smile and their friends and their everything… And it’s not because you want it. It’s because you want them. 

He knows what he’s feeling. But that doesn’t stop him from feeling it all at once. It’s sort of like the world is caving in for that brief second that it’s Sebek who picks you up, Deuce who walks you home, and Leona’s room you stay in. He wants to be your priority- You are his priority- So when he feels like he isn’t and it’s horrible and terrible and he wants to cry for some odd reason… He knows what he’s feeling, but he can’t believe it. 

He’s not controlling. But, he is protective, especially once he’s jealous. He’ll try to win you back, showing off his physical capabilities and trying his best to make you believe that he can take care of you and help you and is definitely so much better than anyone else in your friend group and you should study in his room sometime so he can show you his cacti please just follow him and get away from that guy over there. 

He’s willing to talk it out afterward, especially if you’re dating. After all, this is a relationship he wants to work out, if a little jealousy will break you two there’s no point in it. But if you’re the one who he’s fighting against because you can’t respect a boundary- His is really just that you be mindful of physical affection with other guys- He will hesitate to break up with you… But there’s a chance that if the two of you are unwilling to compromise, it will come to that. He’s loyal, but rightful stubborn about his boundaries and always wants to think through things with his future in mind.

But if you’re willing to hear him out, and listen to his boundaries and needs- Respect goes both ways and now you’ve got yourself a protective guard dog ready to save you from whatever fool decided to try and break his trust in you. 

Octavinelle: 

Azul Ashengrotto - 

Azul gets jealous easily. He knows he’s inadequate. He knows it so, so well… So why did he let himself think this time would be different? He thought you actually liked him. He thought you loved him, maybe, even, if he was truly, foolishly hoping for it. Like an idiot. Because there you were, across the room, with someone else holding your waist. 

Why did they get to? How come they’re the one that gets to be with you, that gets to be running their fingers down your back and leaning over to whisper something in your ear? How come it can’t be Azul? How come? 

He’s falling apart without you. Even as he takes you away, even as he brings you to the VIP room, even as he gets to be the only one to lay eyes on you for a brief moment, those horrible feelings still drum under his skin, growing stronger the more you claim nothing was wrong. 

Why? Why wasn’t he good enough? Was he not handsome enough? Was he too fat? Was his human form not appealing enough? He can change it. He can edit his form on land. He can make sure he never goes back to being that stupid, chubby, silly octopus he’s sure is the reason you were with the other guy. Please. He doesn’t even know what he’s begging for. You, maybe. Why wasn’t he enough? 

Even as you hug him and tell him it’s not like that, he can’t bear it. He can’t. He just wants your eyes on him, is that too much to ask? Please, don’t look away. Don’t let someone else touch you like that. Please, just… Please. Don’t let him go. 

Jade Leech - Y 

Oh, there’s a student with you? You’re having dinner with them in the Monstro lounge? You’re all alone with him…? :) 

Very sorry, but could you please step aside for a moment, Prefect? Jade has something he needs to do for a moment. The issue with that boy, if he could even be called that, coming into his territory will soon be resolved. 

What’s his territory? Well, there’s no reason for you to be concerned about it. Just rest a little, he’ll join you in the VIP room soon. You’ll be far away from any other customers… As you should be. You’re far above them. 

Hm? What do you mean? Is Azul conducting a contract there? Oh, silly him, he must have forgotten. That’s quite alright. He knows it’s not like him, but you won’t fault him for one mistake, will you? That would be quite cruel, dear. How cold of you… But maybe how warm, to be so worried over him. Don’t panic at all, he’s merely tired. But thank you for that, it provides some… Validation for him. 

You can just go up to Jade’s bedroom instead! There should be no one up there to disturb you, except for once he’s off shift. Yes, he knows it ends soon, but there’s still always a little bit of work to be done, even if it’s only some additional… Cleanup. And afterward, you can rest with him. You were just worried about him, weren’t you? If you weren’t lying about the fact you care for him, wouldn’t you do it? Come on, Prefect. 

Floyd Leech - Y 

Whenever I do one of these, I start Floyd’s section by saying, “Oh no!” So this time, I’ll switch it up slightly. Uh oh, you’re screwed. 

Whether or not Floyd was in a good mood before this, he’s now in a bad one. Sliding up next to you and asking you who you were talking with, putting an arm around your waist and squeezing you close. He’s not easy to calm down, but given affection and after you clear up any misunderstanding, he’ll just need a clingy shrimpy for a couple of days to match his pouty mood. 

But if it was someone genuinely coming onto you… And he doesn’t see you tear them apart right there… He’ll be the one to do it. He’s not afraid to throw a punch or two. Or more. Or a kick. He needs to protect you, what if he doesn’t? What if some little tiny fishy comes to take his shrimpy away? He’s just protecting you. Just trust him, don’t worry about anything else. 

At the end of the day, he’s an eel, and he’ll stop anyone who gets too close to his territory. Well, that’s what you signed up for, right? Maybe a few acquaintances will end up with some more bites, maybe you’ll end up with some more bites, but you’ll be fine. Probably. 

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But... We Lost...

SUMMARY: After many games, you went to see another NRC basketball game. And this was very important. The finals! Against RSA! You, along with the other students, are there, cheering them on. But... the villains always lose in the end... They were all so angry and you went to comfort your crush.

CHARACTERS: Basketball Club 🏀 (Ace, Floyd & Jamil)

TAGS: Fluff; GN Reader, Kiss, Comfort

WORD COUNT: An average of 560 words per character.

COMMENTS: If you're interested, I've also written a version where the reader is already in a relationship with one of them and appears in the game dressed in cheerleading attire. It was a request.

👉 Cheering for Him

I hope you enjoy 😉

OTHER CLUBS:

Romantic Experiment - Science Club (Trey / Rook)

For a Quarter of a Second - Track and Field Club (Deuce / Jack)

Unlucky Overtime - Spelldrive Club (Leona / Ruggie / Epel)

A Rainy Walk - Mountain Lover Club (Jade) / Gargoyle Studies Club (Malleus)

In the Backstage - Pop Music Club (Cater / Kalim / Lilia)

CONTEXT: After many games, you went to see another NRC basketball game. And this was very important. The finals! Against Royal Sword Academy! You, along with the other students, are there, cheering them on. The game was extremely close. Everyone could feel the tension and anxiety in the air. And in the final moment, with our hearts in our hands, and like in any D. movie... the villains lose.

You saw Ace suffering during the game. He wanted to win so badly. After all, it was the final and you were watching. And worse, rooting for him.

As soon as they lost, he turned his back on the audience where you were. And you saw him put his hands on his head and wave his arms in frustration. You see him walk angrily towards the players' entrance/exit. Then you see Jamil stopping him and talking to him. Then the two return to the field. Each shaken in their own way. They already lost, the school couldn't afford a reputation of being bad-losers too.

After the players have retired to the changing rooms, you went outside. You go to a place where you knew the players would pass by.

It was already dark, but you still managed to see him leave alone, without his basketball clothes on and his sports bag hanging over his shoulder. He seems to have seen you from afar too, but then he looked away as if he hadn't seen you and started walking another path, as if he were avoiding you.

You run to him and reach him in a place where the two of you are completely alone. You call his name, he stops

"What?" he says as he turns sharply back to you. “We lost. I know. I don't need your pity, kay?”

You say you don't feel sorry for him. That you're also upset that they lost. That your school lost. But just as you don't feel sorry for them, you don't blame them either. You saw how he and the others were doing their best. How important this game was. And that's why, as his friend, you just want to support him. Maybe even share your frustrations.

“Thanks. But I'm fine. I just want to go to my dorm. Kay?” He tells you. You say that you understand and that if he wanted you could talk tomorrow, or not. just hang out maybe?

He turns and starts walking again, walking away from you. Until he slows down and stops again. He turns around and sees that you didn't go anywhere, that you just stood there. He sighs and walks back to you.

He doesn't say anything, just drops the bag on the floor as he walks over and hugs you. “I'm sorry.” he says in a slightly pouty voice. “I didn't want you to see me lose.” You tell him that it doesn't matter, that you've seen him win so many times. And, mainly, that you've already seen him score and point at you as if he dedicated that to you. And as you showed how happy you were whenever he did that, you heard him mumble something like he was flattered by that.

“Dummy” You hear him murmur. You reply with "You too" and say NRC is going to kick RSA’s butts next time, both with hope and with a little desire for revenge in your voice.

And while you show this slight resentment towards RSA, he pulls away a little and kisses you. Like a thank you for being by my side kiss.

To make matters worse, Floyd had been kicked out of the game earlier. He was getting so frustrated that they were losing the game that he ended up committing several fouls. And as soon as he saw that NRC had lost, he simply left the field.

Jamil sees him leaving and no one having the courage to stop him. Then he seems to look for someone in the audience and you realize he was looking for you when he spots you and starts running towards you. He perches on the bars and asks you to come closer to him.

He asks you to see if you can calm Floyd down, because they still need to do that thing of saying goodbye to the opponents saying it was a good game. They already lost, the school couldn't afford a reputation of being bad-losers too. And he tells you to look for him on the terrace.

You hurriedly leave and go to the terrace. You find Floyd lying on the floor with his hands behind his head, looking up at the dark sky. You walk calmly until your feet are behind his head. He doesn't move. As if you didn't bother him in the slightest.

“Floyd?” you say cautiously “hum... they still need you to finish the game. You know, the... hum... Good Game thing.”

“I don't want to.” he replied in a monotone.

“I know.” You sigh and kneel down next to him. “Is there anything I can do? You just need to say goodbye to the other players and then you can leave.”

“You can stop annoying me.” he gives you one of those serious, scary looks of his before turning around with his back to you.

You remain silent for a moment, thinking carefully about what to say and what words to use. “How about a deal? I'll leave you alone if you go back and close the game.”

“That's not what I want.” He says, still facing away from you.

“Then, what do you want?”

He lifts his torso and sits down “I wanted to win!” he turns back to you, with his scary face, taller than you. “I wish I had stayed until the end of the game. And I wanted you to see me finish RSA off. If I go back down there, I'm going to squeeze them one by one. Is that what you want?”

You explode saying you just want him to get it over with. You just want him to end that game, vent his frustrations as he sees fit later, and preferably with people other than RSA students. And that you just want to be able to know how to help him. Sometimes it's frustrating just wanting to help him, but having to walk on eggshells to avoid the risk of unintentionally irritating him.

He sees you getting all upset with him in silence and kind of surprised. And that makes him... laugh? And... hug you? “I like seeing you this upset. It's kinda cute.” and then he whispers in your ear: “and hot~” He breaks the hug, and you're all flattered, which makes him laugh again.

“HA HA HA! Well, you did it. I'm back in the good mood. I will end this game. But I want to see you later, do you hear?” He kisses you. And before getting up he says, with your faces very close to each other, and a big smirk on his face: "You better be waiting for me when I get out, Koebi-chan~”

Jamil is not the type to show his feelings a lot. Especially in these situations, he will hide them perfectly. Then you see him acting like everything is fine. You see him calming down some of his teammates like Ace and Floyd and ending the game with good terms with RSA.

Or at least that's what it appears. Keeping his feelings to himself the way he does, especially these kinds of feelings, is not good for him. That's why you are a little worried.

You wait for him at the exit. It's already night, but you see him leaving alone. He has his hood on, but you'd recognize him no matter what. You run to him and call him. He looks up at you, almost surprised.

“Hi, (Y/N).” he had that light, polite smile he wears regularly. “I hope I didn't disappoint you too much with our defeat. I'm sorry.”

You say you're not disappointed. Of course you're upset that they lost, but not because of them. It happens. But, knowing Jamil, he's probably more upset than you. So you ask him to go with you to a more secluded place. You say you know he's upset and he's just hiding it like he always does. And remembering that Kalim will most likely talk to him about the game when he returns to Scarabia, perhaps it would be better to release his frustrations now.

He remains silent for a moment, as if trying to find a way to say that everything was okay. But you're right. And he trusts you. So, little by little, he explodes.

He starts by saying that of course he is upset, they lost, and worse, against RSA. Then he starts to compare the training they had, how tough they were, compared to what he knew the RSA training was like, as if they were training for a children's game and still won. But the worst of all was when he had to say goodbye to them and the RSA team captain said that "he was glad everyone had fun. After all, the important thing is not winning, but team spirit and bla bla bla..." Do you have any idea how difficult it was to calm down the other NRC players? Make sure Floyd didn't break anyone's bones? Jamil almost punched the wall while venting.

You didn't interfere while he vented, you just listened to him. When he finishes and begins to calm down by taking deep breaths, you speak again. You say that you are also upset, that you really wanted them to win because you saw them playing and they deserved to win. You are frustrated along with them. And then you ask if Jamil feels a little better.

He takes a deep breath "Yes. I'm sorry you saw this, but you were the one who asked." His back was to you. And you say you don't regret it. You never regret it when he's real with you, even if it's showing how frustrated he is.

He turns to you. “Well, in that case, you don't deserve to only see my true side when I'm angry.” There was a smirk on his lips, but his eyes were more tender. He gets closer to you and gently holds you by the waist. He kisses your cheek. “Thank you, I needed that.” And if you allow it, he will kiss your lips afterwards.

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Obey Me! Beach Day Headcanons

a/n: oops I fell off the face of the earth. I'm slowly working on stuff, trying to clean what shit I had started, before I work on other stuff, but here's a little something that I threw together. *this is mostly unedited so apologizes

Prompt: what each cast member does during a day trip to Diavolo's beach.

Lucifer - reclines on a sun-lounger in the shade with a tropical (alcoholic) drink and either reads, or sleeps. He was told to relax so he is - and he's not responsible for anything his brothers do, nor will he fix any problems that they inevitably cause.

Mammon - goes swimming and does a little bit of diving. Often gets roped into doing something on the beach - such as building sand castles, burying people, or some sport - or helping Asmo take photos.

Levi - either buries himself in the sand or goes swimming. If he decides to be buried, he's going to take a long nap - making up for all his lost sleep from late gaming nights and early mornings for conventions. If he's swimming, he's probably trying to spook people (mainly Mammon) by pulling at their legs.

Satan - likes to look for tide pools and see if he can't name everything in them, or he walks the shore line during low tide to see what turns up. He also tends to be the one asked to identify any weird creature anyone else finds. If he's not poking around tide pools, he's reading in the shade with a nice, easy drink.

Asmo - takes pictures. He takes pictures of everything - himself, his brothers outfits, food, drinks, the environment, you name it, he's probably already taken a photo of it. When he's forced to put the camera down, Asmo enjoys building sand castles or sitting on the shore line and letting the waves gently wash up against him.

Beel - does a bit of everything, almost. Tags along for swimming, and him and Belphie often accompany Satan on his walks to the tide pools. Beel also enjoys helping Asmo build sand castles and doesn't mind simply relaxing in the shade either. He's the one who offers to take care of Luke so Simeon can finally go drink relax.

Belphie - just sleep. Picks a nice shady hammock not far from where everyone is and just passes out. Though he is willing to be woken up for a poke around tide pools and the shoreline at low tide.

Diavolo - is very much like Beel, and does a bit of everything, though he does prefer activities involving water. Probably accidentally start a water fight, and then while he's dripping wet, go hug Lucifer who protests immensely because he didn't want to get wet at all.

Barbatos - stays exclusively in the shade. While he might be an aquatic demon, Barbatos is more used to the icy black depths of almost arctic water than warm tropical water. Man is sweating and counting down the minutes till they go home (there's still 5 hours to go). Despite being in the shade and wearing (and reapplying) the most sunscreen ends up being incredibly tan or sunburnt afterwards.

Simeon - supervises Luke for the most part. Helps him build sand castles, and holds his hand when the big waves come to the shore while they're walking. Picks up a few shells for Luke too , and when someone else (Beel) offers to take care of Luke so Simeon can relax a bit, he drinks almost as much liquor as Lucifer does.

Luke - is so excited that he doesn't even care if he's showing it. Tries everything minus actually swimming in the ocean (everyone agreed that that activity was probably a little too much and too dangerous for Luke). Even lets himself be buried in the sand. Ends up a little tan and maybe with a light sun burn, but can't wait to go again.

Solomon -ends up also in the shade, probably next to Barbatos so that they can be grumpy together. Didn't even bring anything to do because he knows he's going to sweat too much to really tinker on anything. Futility applies sunscreen knowing damn well he's going to walk away sunburnt regardless.

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(Pt. III) Friends to Lovers HCs w/Homicipher x GN!Reader

Tags: Platonic + Romantic HCs, Friends to Lovers trope for basically every LI, Likely OOC for some LIs*, Mini Scenarios (so HCs are kinda plot-driven), *Multi-Part Series, entirely SFW

Also, changing tenses in some cases + not proofread again... sorry!

*Some of the LIs are likely written OOC (Out Of Character) mainly due to a lack of substantial in-game appearances (at least in my opinion!). 

*Split into multiple parts because I’ve come to realize that these HCs are muuucccchhh too long 😅 BUT!! I’m too lazy to shorten them sooo… YEAH lol

Part I (Big 🙆‍♂️)

Part II (Mr. Chopped 🪓)

Part III (Mr. Crawling 👣)

$$$

Mr. Crawling

This man is in love with you.

Lowkey could stop right there.

Well, anyway…

Mr. Crawling is a GREAT friend, actually.

Like he’s the kind of buddy that’s —first of all —down for whatever.

You said you tryna go walk through an unfamiliar part of the Apartments to try and find a mysterious elevator?

Well…

YEAH SURE HE’LL TAG ALONG

I MEAN… WHY THE HELL NOT, Y’KNOW??

“Me know place here,” He’ll say. More or less: I know this place!

And he’s so damn chipper about it, too!

He’s just an overall helpful guy.

He seems to have an intrinsic protective streak in him, too.

Which is interesting, ‘cause it’s like…

While it’s obvious he’s been in the Apartments for a long time, it’s clear that he hasn’t completely lost his sense of humanity.

I mean, trust —it’s definitely worn in some ways.

Like, he eats people bruh.

Trust, his sense of humanity is def gone in some ways...

But!! At least he's not as violent as the other ghosts can be!!

Like, generally speaking, you’ll find that he’s a pretty admirable dude.

He doesn’t hurt other entities for the pure sake of hurting them.

Defense, and alternatively —for food or other resources like clothes or tools.

Those would probably be the only reasons Mr. Crawling would ever just… attack someone, especially unprovoked (unprovoked, but not necessarily without reason).

That being said, he’s a social butterfly!!

He’s literally a professional yapper in every sense of the word.

Like… he could start a podcast LMAO

Podcast Bro!Mr. Crawling…

Anywho, he’s genuinely a people person and he likes being in good company.

Whether it’s you, Mr. Silvair, Mr. Chopped, Mr. Stitch(?), the Nurse, Mr. Wheelchair, the Hairdresser, etc…

He’s genuinely the type who could talk to literally anyone about anything for any amount of time.

If you’re a yapper too, this’ll probably be fun for you!

And hell, you may very well have met your match, LOL.

If you’re more introverted or quiet —no matter.

Mr. Crawling, being the professional he is, knows how to fill up any awkward silences with banter.

He doesn’t judge you at all on the basis of how you react to his yapping. Truly.

At the end of the day, he just enjoys sharing your company and getting to hear your voice, as little or as often as that occurs.

Hopefully, you don’t find his constant need for company annoying.

… Do you find him annoying?

At some point, Mr. Crawling begins to realize his feelings for you have changed…

In the case you accept him as a partner, he’s absolutely OVERJOYED.

Not only have you promised to indefinitely keep his company, but you also accepted him as your better half!

“You enjoy me?” He’ll ask, pulling himself over your curled-up form beneath the thin white sheets of the hospital bed.

“Me enjoy you,” you’ll say. You might even pet his head a few times, and he’ll giggle maniacally before dropping his head into your neck.

As Mr. Crawling’s fondness for you intensifies, so does his protective streak.

This guy turns into Papa Bear when it comes down to protecting his better half.

What Megan thee Stallion said??

“Three things I don’t play about: myself, my money, or my man!”

That, but more like: “... my friends, or my partner!”

Something like that, LOL.

Mr. Crawling’s sweethearted, bubbly, outgoing, protective, and quite affectionate. Intimacy is a language he speaks as fluently as his otherworldly one.

As we know, he’s very much the “high-maintenance” type.

He’s just super affectionate overall —and Mr. Crawling just wants to know that you’re always on the same page!

Tell him you love him. 

Tell him how fun it was exploring the same old dreary halls with him. Tell him how relieved you felt when he swooped in to shield you from danger, even though you could handle yourself just fine. Run your fingers through his hair and massage the nape of his neck as you tell him how much you’ve come to enjoy —and maybe even crave —his company.

And when you’re done…

Tell him you love him. Yes, again. Again and again and again and again and again…

He could never get enough. Truly.

He could never get enough of you.

With a boyfriend like Mr. Crawling, you’ll never have to fear a lack of comfort, protection, friendship, or intimacy…

Because he’s constantly giving it to you. 

You don’t even need to ask for any kind of intimacy —again, he’s giving it to you anyway.

And whether you’d like to shack up in a nearby spare room beside Mr. Silvair and Mr. Chopped’s loungeroom (of the sort) or if you take him with you to the surface world…

It makes no real difference in the way Mr. Crawling clings to you.

All he knows is so long as you’re both finding yourselves tangled together beneath the sheets each night, all is right in the world!

Mr. Crawling just wants to spend his evenings at home, and if home is where the heart is, then…

Well, you know how that goes!

[Part I (Mr. Big 🙆‍♂️) | Part II (Mr. Chopped 🪓, First Half/Second Half), Part III (Mr. Crawling 👣)]

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Along The Ome Line, Home (PART ONE)

Synopsis: Y/n has a complicated family, and one thing she can’t afford is for the relationship between her and her two best friends to get complicated too. She’s been pretty satisfied with loving Yixiang from afar, not willing to mess up their friendship for the sake of her feelings, but things get confusing when the three of them go to university, and Euijoo gets bolder with feelings of his own.

Pairing: Byun Euijoo x fem! Reader

Tropes: Childhood friends to lovers, University AU, Love Triangle

Featuring: All of &team, Giselle (Aespa), Keita (Evnne), Ayaka (NiziU)

Tags: set in Japan (may be inaccuracies), K x Fuma, Y/n K and Taki are siblings, a lot of family trauma (sorry), Y/n studies physiotherapy, fencer! Euijoo, badmintonist! Nicholas, the burn is slow, smut (eventually), coming of age, angst, fluff, found family, mommy issues, Keita is evil in this, Jo x Yuma, Harua x Maki if you squint, intense yearning

Warnings: alcohol, smoking, panic attacks, throwing up, minor character death (offscreen)

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‘I′ll give you all I have, and nothing less, I promise. Love me and don't look back. I want you with me on this road to the sky. We′ll be shining every night, I promise you. Just me and you. I promise you’

“Fucker,” Y/n muttered, directing her snide remark towards her younger brother, Taki, as his Toad sent a blue shell in Mario Kart.

Taki grinned. Y/n tried to slow down her Peach so someone would pass her and get hit by the blue shell instead.

“WAIT-“ Maki shrieked as his Wario flew past Peach, and he was promptly hit with the blue shell, flipping over and dazing his character,“Bitch,”

Euijoo slapped Maki on the leg. Y/n cackled as she sped up and passed him again.

The Nintendo Wii has been attached to the television in Y/n’s basement since 2006, but it never dusted or went out of use. It was frequently used throughout her childhood by all the neighbourhood kids, and even now, as older teenagers, it still gets everyone gathered in one room during the weekends and summers. Well, not everyone. Y/n’s elder step-siblings, Aimi and Haruki never stayed for long when they visited. And her other step-brother Yudai, and his friend Fuma said they felt like grandpas while hanging out with the younger kids, so they always went off and did their own thing.

“Y/nnnn, can I play?” Y/n’s younger sister, Yua, stuck her head through the door and bent down to look at the group of childhood friends through the gaps in the stair railings.

“Fuck outta here, Yua,”

“Y/nnnnnn,” She whined.

Yua always got left out of the group. Mainly because Y/n did not want to hang out with her little sister, she felt like that was lame. The only reason she willingly hung out with Taki was because he was in the same year as Harua and Maki, who were deeply integrated into the group. She hated how old they made her feel. She was at the grown age of 18, hanging out with a 14-year-old (Maki) and 15-year-olds (Taki and Harua). At least Yixiang and Euijoo were the same age as her so she wasn’t the only weirdo.

“Go hang out with Jun,”

“We’re arguing right now,”

Involuntarily, Y/n’s big sister instincts kicked in, and she turned away from the game to look at Yua,“Why are you arguing?”

Yua eyes guilty flicked over the room, and Y/n was observant enough, and also knew of her sister’s antics enough, to notice when her eyes landed on Harua, who was very invested in the game of Mario Kart, sharing a beanbag with Taki.

“Stop fighting over Harua, he doesn’t want either of you,” Y/n said dryly.

Yua let out a shriek of horror and slammed the door shut. Her quick footsteps could be heard running up the stairs to her room. It seems she wasn’t aware that Y/n knew about Yua and Jun’s obsession with Harua. As if they hadn’t been giggling around him since they were children. The fifteen-year-old had been a child actor, and was still active in the industry, so he was constantly moving across the country and therefore was more of an enigma to the younger girls than the rest of the neighbourhood boys.

Harua raised an eyebrow at the mention of his name, and Y/n glared at him.

“Stop hypnotising my sister,” She said sternly.

Harua smiled cheekily and turned back to the old television,“I mean, she’s only a year younger…”

“No. Choose Jun,”

“NO!” Maki chimed in, now feeling the need to be protective over his own sister,“Not my sister. Choose Yua,”

“No. Jun.”

“Why don’t either of you want me to be your brother in law?” Harua jutted out his bottom lip.

“Because you’re famous. And you have fangirls. I don’t want Yua to have to deal with that,”

“Yeah. Find a nice famous girlfriend, won’t you? And while you’re at it, get me one too-” Harua’s character slammed into Maki’s on the screen,“Bastard.”

“How are we all bitchless still?” Yixiang asked, whose Dry Bowser in Mariokart was throwing bananas at Euijoo’s Waluigi.

“Speak for yourself, I always see Jo smiling at his phone,” Y/n muttered.

Jo looked at her, his lips slightly parted, looking offended by the accusation,“Hey,”

“You’d tell us if you were talking to someone, right?” Yuma asked Jo.

Jo shrunk back into the cushions of the sofa,“As if. I’d never hear the end of it,”

“Oh come on. We’re not like that. We’d be supportive,” said Maki.

“Really? I recall my ex-girlfriend running away in fear of Taki,” Yixiang drawled.

“Well, that was because-” Taki started, but Y/n quickly threw a blanket over his head, accidentally covering Harua too. The pair shouted and struggled to wrestle the blanket off of them so they could continue the game, but ultimately were just getting themselves more tangled.

“Heyyy kids,” Everyone turned at the sound of Yudai’s voice at the top of the stairs. He smiled fondly as everyone cheered greetings at him and Taki’s face lit up completely once he managed to escape the blanket,“I’m making dinner now, it’s time everyone goes home to eat,”

There was a chorus of groans from everyone, the once-competitive game now forgotten. On cue, yelling could be heard from somewhere around the block, a man yelling in Korean.

“Byun Euijoo! Dinner time!”

And then another one in Mandarin. And then more calls in Japanese. Everyone’s parents were calling them home for dinner. Since everyone lived so close, no matter whose house they were currently at, the adults always settled on just yelling out rather than a simple text.

The boys slowly stood up and filtered up the stairs, saying their goodbyes. Yixiang ruffled Y/n’s hair as he walked past, and her heart skipped with joy.

“I saw Youko in the kitchen earlier so you don’t need to make a serving for her,” Y/n told Yudai.

His smile faltered a little at the mention of that woman. Y/n knew that he didn’t like the fact that she’d started calling her by her name rather than ‘Okāsan’. She knew it made him upset, but Youko didn’t treat her like a daughter anymore, and so Y/n won’t treat Youko like a mother.

Youko Koga’s greatest enemy was her love. She once gave all her love, and three children to a man who couldn’t keep his hands off of other women. He was the devil, truly. And he was the one who left. He left Youko, and their children, Aimi, Haruki and Yudai. Youko had thought maybe she’d never try to love again, but that changed when she met Minoru Takayama. He was younger, with a past of recklessness which Youko didn’t need to tangle herself into, but he had a beautiful baby daughter, Y/n, whose mother didn’t want her. He was trying to be a good father to his daughter, even though she was an accident. He never spoke about her with regret or resentment. He truly loved his daughter. And Youko and Minoru fell in love. They had two more children, Riki and Yua. And he loved Aimi, Haruki and Yudai like his own.

Minoru did have one flaw. He was dependent on the fumes of a cigarette. Too early, did tumours grow in his lungs, and too early, did six kids lose their father. It wasn’t right. Y/n was thirteen. She made herself go numb so she could still take school seriously. Riki and Yua were only ten and nine. Aimi and Haruki had already moved out of the small neighbourhood in Okutama for University, and couldn’t be there for their siblings. Yudai stayed. He was in his last year of high school, and went to a university that was a two-and-a-half hour train from their home, but he stayed with them, and commuted everyday. Yudai, Riki and Yua had never had much of a sibling relationship, due to the age gap, but after Minoru passed, he became almost like their father. Yudai was an athlete, he should’ve moved away somewhere with better opportunities, but he always stayed.

And Youko, she hadn’t been the same. She’d loved and loved, and never gotten anything back but grief. It became hard to look her own children in the face, as they had his eyes that crinkled shut with laughter, and the fat in their cheeks which will stubbornly stay until adulthood, just like Minoru. She became emotionally absent as a mother. She was always there, physically. But she never smiled. She never told her children to have a good day before school. She never did anything except sit in her room and write. She wasn’t their mother anymore. Especially to Y/n. Y/n wasn’t even her child. Y/n had none of Youko’s DNA, and Y/n slowly started to notice Youko pulling away from her more than the others. But, Youko had always been ‘Okāsan’ to Y/n. She didn’t understand why it was happening.

And so, the Koga-Takayama family was pretty infamous in Hikawa, the neighbourhood they’d lived in since childhood. There were seven other families that lived on the block. The Koga-Takayama’s, Asakuras, Muratas, Nakakitas and Shigetas all moved in around the same time. Later on, an elementary school specifically for international students was opened nearby, and the Byuns, the Wangs and the Hirota’s moved in. Hirota Riki had the same first name as Riki, Y/n’s brother, and at first they were just Riki 1 and Riki 2, but Riki 2 hated being Riki 2, and eventually they made up their own nicknames- ‘Taki’ and ‘Maki’.

What sucked for Y/n was that she didn’t have any female friends her age. Yua and Jun were five years younger, and Yixiang, Euijoo and Yuma all had older sisters who basically treated Y/n the way Y/n treated Yua - like a little girl they didn’t want to hang out with. She was happy with Yixiang and Euijoo, and even Yuma who was only a year below. The four of them were close growing up, and so were Taki, Maki and Harua, all being in the same school year. Jo was the one who they had to bully into being their friend. At first, Taki’s group tried to bait him with candy and ice cream. And then Y/n’s group found out he had a trampoline in his back garden, and they tried to befriend him too, and poor Jo seemed to get overwhelmed and stopped leaving his house in fear of being harassed by one of the neighbourhood kids. They got to him eventually, though, and soon both groups merged through mutual taking advantage of Jo to use his trampoline. Safe to say, it was devastating when Jo’s parents got rid of it, despite them all being way too big for it by then.

Yudai, Y/n, Taki and Yua sat around the chabudai, enjoying Yudai’s ramen. He cooked, mostly. Sometimes, Y/n did it, sometimes Taki and Yua, but never Youko. They never liked to talk about her, it was just uncomfortable to do so. Because you don’t want to talk badly about your mother, but it’s not like they had much good to say. Yua sat beside Y/n, shooting her evil side glares as she slurped her noodles noisily.

“Stop giving me evils,” Y/n told her.

“I can’t believe you said that,” She grumbled.

“Said what?”

“You said me and Jun were fighting over Harua right in front of him!”

Y/n let out a small laugh as she remembered,“You can’t date someone from the neighbourhood, it’s incest,”

“Says you. You have a fat crush on Yixiang,” Taki said.

Y/n smacked him over the head, and he hissed in pain.

“Shut up.”

“Are you ever going to confess? You know I chased off his old girlfriend because you told me you were soulmates? I was ten, I thought soulmates were a real thing,”

“There’s no point in confessing if I’m just gonna get rejected,” She rolled her eyes,“I’d rather have him as friend than nothing at all,”

“Maybe if you confess, that will be the knock over the head he needs to realise how great you are,” Yudai says.

“Great? Are we talking about the same sister?” Yua drawls.

“Bitch, I’m gonna spit in your food next time I’m cooking,”

“Evening,” Youko walked into the kitchen, her face as cold and still as always. Nobody said anything back to her, they just watched as she walked over and dropped some post onto the table, kept the ones which were addressed to her, and went back up the stairs to her room.

The air seemed to get thinner every time she was around, or maybe everyone was just holding their breaths subconsciously as to not set her off. She could have a bit of a temper sometimes, she didn’t really like to be reminded that she had kids at all, so everyone stayed out of her way.

“No outburst. She must be in a good mood,” Yua said bitterly.

“Yua,” Yudai said warningly. He didn’t understand. Youko had been good his entire childhood. He didn’t know what it was like for Taki and Yua, to be children, and suddenly have their father die and mother change completely. He didn’t die slowly, either. It took him sixteen months to succumb to the tumours inside of him, and Youko seemed to become emptier and colder each day.

Y/n looked through the post on the table, finding a letter addressed to her from the University of Tokyo. She unsealed it, reading through the information which had been sent about her admission to the university. It was the March before her first year at university. Her, Yixiang and Euijoo had all applied to the same university, and thankfully all gotten in. The University of Tokyo was the closest option for them from the small neighbourhood in Okutama they live in.

“I can’t believe you’re going to university in a month. I feel so old,” Yudai grumbled.

“You better not cry when I graduate,”

“No promises,” He smiled sweetly, making it impossible for her to be mad at him for being cringey.

Yudai stood up and scooped the some of the remaining ramen into a bowl, handing it over to Y/n,“Can you run this over to Mrs Murata?”

Y/n rolled her eyes and grabbed the bowl, slipping on her shoes at the front door and going down the winding path to the Murata’s house nearby. Yudai always liked to give his leftovers to Fuma, but pretended he was giving it to Mrs Murata, knowing she’d end up giving it to her son. Fuma was a sprinter, and Y/n knew he needed to eat a lot of proteins and carbohydrates, and Y/n secretly suspected Yudai’s signature ramen with egg and tofu was specially configured for Fuma.

She entered through the front door without knocking, kicking off her shoes and going to the dining room where Fuma and his parents were eating dinner.

“Hi, Mrs Murata!” She greeted with a smile,“I have some of Yudai’s leftovers,”

“Oh, how wonderful, Fuma loves Yudai’s cooking,” Mrs Murata quickly stood up and took the bowl from Y/n’s hands, and disappeared into the kitchen.

“Are you really going to university in April? I could’ve sworn you were fourteen a couple weeks ago,” Mr Murata said.

“She has grown up. I feel like I raised her myself,” Fuma said.

“You?” Y/n laughs.

“Yeah,” Fuma crosses his arms defensively,“I was your dad and Yudai was your mum,”

She rolled her eyes as Mrs Murata returned with a bowl of udon and handed it to Y/n, then sent her off on her way. She returned home, only to pass Yixiang in her hallway, who was holding another portion of Yudai’s ramen.

“You couldn’t stay away, could you?” She joked.

Yixiang chuckled, shaking his head,“Yudai practically forced this into my hands. I was just giving him some of my mum’s gao li cai,”

“You know the etiquette - you can’t give someone food without getting some back,”

“Yeah,” He laughs, putting his shoes back on in an improper way which folded the backs underneath his heels,“See ya,”

“Y/n! Go give some eggs to the Byuns!” Yudai called from the kitchen.

“Are you kidding me? I’m not a doordash!”

“You too, huh?” 

Y/n and Jo both walked through the Byun’s front porch and into the house, Y/n with a bowl of boiled and peeled eggs, and Jo with a pot of miso soup. He laughed.

“I’m stuck in an endless cycle of giving food and receiving it,”

“Funny. So am I,”

Euijoo was sitting with his father at the chabudai when Y/n and Jo walked in bearing gifts, and his face lit up.

“Y/n!” He jumped up and took the eggs from her.

“And Jo,” Jo mumbled.

“Appa, we need to give Y/n some kimchi jjigae,”

“And Jo.”

Mr Byun stood up and took the soup from Jo, thanking them warmly. His Japanese was quite broken, but very endearing. Sometimes, Y/n just nodded and smiled at what he was saying without really being able to understand. She just never had the heart to ask him to repeat himself or slow down. Euijoo definitely got his cuteness from him. His mother… Y/n couldn’t really comment. She was still in Korea. 

Euijoo returned from the kitchen with two bowls of stew, handing them to Y/n and Jo,“You liked this last time, Y/n. We should really go to Korea at some point, if you like my dad’s cooking, you’ll love it there,”

“I want to go to Korea,” Jo said, but nobody was really listening to him.

“We should. We should’ve done it over the holidays, to be honest,”

“You’re right,” Euijoo said,“Maybe over summer break?”

“Us and Yixiang?”

“Yeah, or… just us,”

Y/n cocked her head to the side slightly,“Yixiang would want to go though,”

“Yeah, but…”

Euijoo’s dad smacked him on the shoulder lightly and said something in Korean. Y/n figured he was scolding him for keeping them back.

“Go, go, eat.” Mr Byun said in Japanese.

Y/n and Jo left with yet another bowl of food, slipping back into their shoes for what felt like the hundredth time that evening to her.

“It’s so annoying being with you when we’re around Euijoo,” Jo mumbled.

“Why?” She asked. Euijoo was genuinely the gentlest and kindest person she knew.

“It’s like he forgets everyone else exist,”

“Really?” She laughed,“I’ve never noticed,”

“You can’t be serious.”

They reached the path where they had to part ways to get back to their homes,“Can we go to AEON tomorrow?”

Jo groaned,“The train ride is so long,”

“It’s an hour,”

“An hour that I could be using to do anything else,”

She rolled her eyes,“Yeah, well, I know that you’ll get FOMO and come anyway, so,”

He didn’t respond to that, and plodded up the stone steps to his front door. 

Y/n loved to go shopping. As soon as she was old enough to take the train alone, she would frequent the big shopping centre - AEON - further into central tokyo, as if it were a second home. It wasn’t even the buying aspect that she liked, it was just the busyness and contrast of an urban area compared to the very vast and rural area she came from. Her father used to take her there too, with Yua and Aimi. He always said the women in his family should be spoiled rotten, and even though they weren’t the richest family, he’d buy each of them something nice. Like the necklace Y/n still wears everyday, which had a singular pearl charm.

Sometimes, she’d like to make a trip out of it. She, Euijoo and Yixiang already needed to do some extra shopping for university, so naturally the others would just come along too. The Ome Line got pretty busy, and adding eight kids to the mix was just mildly inconvenient for everyone around. When there were no seats available, Y/n would find it hard to keep herself upright as the train turned sharply and went over uneven ground. Her and Euijoo had developed this habit, where he’d hold onto a grab handle with one hand and a stanchion with the other, and sort of cage her in, so each time she fell backwards she’d just hit his chest. 

Naturally, he started doing this as the group piled onto the train and tried to grab onto something supportive before it started moving to the next stop. His chest was like a ghost over her back, not exactly touching but close enough to know he was there. Of course, it was always normal for them to do this, but, the first time the train turned a little and she unconsciously leaned back into his chest, she realised just how much he’d grown since they were children. Yes, Euijoo had always been athletic, but over the past couple years he’d grown to at least six foot, had started working out, and suddenly he had this lean and slightly muscular figure that she often forgot about until moments like these, when she felt for herself just how hard his chest was. 

She was a little taken aback by this, because it started to register in her mind that Euijoo was technically, legally, an adult man now. Not the little boy who she once tricked into biting an eraser because she told him it was chocolate. And, what they were doing probably looked quite intimate to those who didn’t know them. She had never batted an eye about being physically affectionate with Euijoo, because, well, it was Euijoo. Her best friend. He was just like an extension of herself. But now, people were probably looking at them and thinking they were a couple. The idea didn’t make her inherently uncomfortable, just a little weird. Because she’d never thought about him in that way.

When they arrived at the shopping centre, they ended up splitting up, not really intentionally but inevitably. The younger kids had this excitement about everything around them that Y/n, Euijoo and Yixiang simply lacked as their adolescence escaped them. Yuma always claims that he’s part of the group of elder kids, but whenever it comes down to it, he always ends up with the younger ones. So wherever they went, Y/n didn’t really know, but she, Euijoo and Yixiang were looking around at utensils and various things they needed in order to live alone for the first time.

“Oh my god, look at these oven mitts,” She said excitedly, showing Yixiang a pair of cornflower blue oven gloves with little yellow flowers stitched onto them.

Yixiang glanced at what she was showing him and then continued looking around the store,“You know those are just impractical. It’s way easier to use a tea towel.”

“Yeah… you’re right…”

Euijoo rounded the corner, caught sight of the oven mitts, and his eyes lit up, round like saucers,“Those are so cute.”

She smiled,“That’s what I said. But Yixiang thinks they’re impractical.”

He scoffed and took the gloves from her, chucking them into their collective shopping trolley. After they finished shopping, they lugged their heavy bags to an ice cream shop nearby. Weirdly, even in early spring when the air was still crisp and cold, they never passed up the opportunity to get ice cream. And the younger kids were already there, of course.

“Are you going to Tokyo for university, too?” Yuma was chatting at Jo, having already chosen to go to The University of Tokyo himself. One day Yuma realised that if they all went to the same university, there would be one singular year, in which Y/n, Euijoo and Yixiang would be in fourth year and Maki, Taki and Harua would be in first year, in which they’d be all together. Ever since that revelation he’s been busy trying to convince the rest of the boys to go to the same university.

“I’m not sure yet,” Jo said. He always put up with Yuma for some reason, no matter how annoying he got. 

Y/n pushed Yuma’s shoulder,“Stop bothering him about that, he still has time to decide,”

“Do you know what you want to do in the future, Jo?” Euijoo asked.

Jo thought for a second,“Basketball, probably. It’s the only thing I’m good at,”

Yixiang clapped him on the back,“You should totally go to Tokyo then! The sports programs are great.”

“Don’t pressure him.” Y/n said.

Yixiang smudged some ice cream onto her nose with his thumb and she jumped at the sudden coldness.

“Yixiang!” She attempted to wipe her nose with her hand. Euijoo passed her a tissue.

For a second, the delusional side of her couldn’t help but think, was that flirting? To be honest, that thought ran through her head with every little thing that Yixiang did. It was hard to be so infatuated with someone for so long, that sight of what was normal and what wasn’t frequently got lost. Yixiang would probably smudge ice cream onto anyone though. He was annoying like that. She shouldn’t get her hopes up.

On the Ome Line back home, her back was to Euijoo’s chest again. She still felt a little weird about it, but she tried to convince herself that since it wasn’t strange as kids, it shouldn’t be strange now. Just because Euijoo had grown into a beautifully attractive man, didn’t mean their relationship had to change in anyway. 

Graduation was right around the corner, and Y/n had already caught Yudai crying to a photo of her, as if she’d died or something. Soon enough, the entire third year student body was gathered in the main hall, dressed smartly in their school uniform, with all the parents and family sitting at the back. Yixiang and Euijoo’s parents plus Yudai and Fuma (no idea why Fuma was there, really) all cheered for each of them as they crossed the stage to accept the graduation certificate. Y/n just knew that Yudai was crying. 

Afterwards, the three fresh high school graduates were laying down on the grass covering the dirt of a river bank, watching the rippling water as it flowed from a relatively flat residential area to a beautiful mountainous valley not too far away. They’d gotten dinner with everyone to celebrate, and decided to go on a walk afterwards as the sun set.

“This feels weird, doesn’t it?”

Euijoo and Yixiang looked at Y/n curiously.

“Does it?” Yixiang asked.

“In a couple weeks we’re going to be living in dorms, far away. We won’t be able to just look outside our windows and see mountains like that. We won’t be able to shout to each other from our own homes and be heard,”

Euijoo gave a soft smile,“We won’t be too far apart, though. We’re all on campus.”

“I’m going to live in Euijoo’s room. He has an en-suite.” Yixiang said.

“I have one too,” Y/n piped. You can live in my room, she wanted to say.

Yixiang just shrugged and looked away. Euijoo sat up, and Y/n reached forward to brush some grass out of his hair. His ears went red.

“Thanks, Y/n.” He sounded strangely awkward for someone she’d been best friends with since childhood.

She hummed and ruffled his hair, and he laughed and swatted her hand away, trying to fix his hair again.

“I hope we don’t change too much,” Nicholas spoke quietly.

“What do you mean?” Y/n sat up too and rested her chin on her knees.

“I hope we - this - doesn’t change. I hope that we’ll always have each other. Don’t give me that look, let a man be vulnerable for once,” 

Y/n snorted and pushed his arm, letting out small giggles,“Go on, go on, be vulnerable. I quite like it.”

“We should promise each other, though, to never let something get between us,” Euijoo said.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. I mean, it would be really upsetting if something came between a friendship of - what - fourteen years?”

“It won’t happen.” Y/n reassured him with a smile. He looked away from her, instead staring at his lap.

“Euijoo and I never have to worry about liking the same girl, thank god.” Yixiang chuckled.

“Really? How’d you know?” Y/n asked.

“Errr, well…” 

Euijoo smacked Yixiang on the leg and then quickly stood up, brushing some grass off his backside, to no avail since his trousers were already stained green.

“I’m tired.” He announced.

“Tired? We should have a sleepover.” Y/n grinned.

“Are we twelve, Y/n?” Yixiang laughed.

Y/n stood up and dragged him up by the arm,“Shut up. This was our last day of high school. Yudai always tells me I’ll regret trying to grow up so fast,”

Yixiang shakes his head and chuckles as he lets himself be dragged,“Okay, fine. Whatever you want, Y/n. I’m not sleeping in the middle of you two, though.”

Although the three of them should’ve outgrown sleepovers a long time ago, it still happened a few times a year. Yixiang always whined and complained about it, and then agreed anyway. He would fall asleep first anyway, snoring like his nose was blocked each time. Y/n rolled out a long mattress on the floor and the three of them sat down and started watching a movie. Y/n liked to jokingly put on ‘Ponyo’, a movie which had a character who resembled Euijoo, especially as a child, and Y/n and Yixiang would point at the screen and go ‘Euijoo, I didn’t know you could do that’ every minute or so. And they’d keep doing it until Euijoo threatened to leave, and they’d put on something else.

Today they settled on ‘The Garden of Words’. Normally Y/n didn’t take movies too seriously, especially when she was watching with other people, but she couldn’t help thinking about this one in the context of her own life. The characters represented the difference between adolescence and adulthood, something that Y/n, Euijoo and Yixiang were on the cusp of. She’s closer in age to the young boy in the story, but really, she felt more like the older woman. She was scared that the youthful passion and enthusiasm had already left her. She was aware she’d been forced to grow up quickly when her father passed and Youko became distant, but at the time it hadn’t occurred to her that that was necessarily a bad thing. She wanted to be excited about the next step in her life, but instead she was just scared of getting stuck in some helpless pattern like the woman in the movie.

“That was a little strange, wasn’t it?” Yixiang had said once the credits were rolled,“Weird age gap,”

“Yeah, but… you can probably interpret it was non-romantic from her side,” Euijoo commented.

“Not really something that should be left ambiguous though, is it?” 

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Taki stuck his head in,“We’re having a sleepover?”

“Who’s we?”

Taki didn’t care. He bounded into the room and plopped down between Yixiang and Y/n, and then Maki and Harua followed him inside, each tucking themselves in under the duvet.

“I’m sorry, I don’t believe I invited you guys into my room,” Y/n drawled.

The young kids never listened. Soon enough, the lights were flicked off and six people were shuffling under the duvet, all trying to sleep comfortably despite being squished against one another. Y/n had Taki on one side and Euijoo on the other, and she giggled to herself at Taki’s open-mouthed sleeping face, wishing she could reach for a phone and take a photo. She turned over and nestled her head into the pillow, facing Euijoo who was already looking at her.

“You’re a nice sister,” He whispered to her.

She smiled and shook her head,“Little do you know he’s getting a beating when everyone goes home,”

Euijoo stifled a chuckle, knowing she was lying,“One time I tried to sleep with my sister after I had a nightmare, and she kicked me off the mattress,”

“I remember. You cried to me about it the next day at school,”

She could see how deep his blush was even in the dark,“I swear you have a selective memory. You only remember my embarrassing moments,”

“No. I remember your cool ones too,”

“…Like?”

“Ummmm,” She scratched her head as she tried to think.

Euijoo rolled his eyes and flicked her forehead lightly.

“Ow.”

“That did not hurt.”

“How would you know?”

“MAKI IS FARTING!” Harua called out, followed by the sound of Maki screeching as he was kicked off the mattress.

Y/n sighed,“Kids these days.”

Euijoo chuckled and reached out. She was confused as to what he was doing at first, but he just stroked her hair for a second and then retracted his hand awkwardly, clearing his throat.

“Sorry.”

She smiled and closed her eyes,“G’night, Joojoo.”

With her eyes closed, she failed to see how pink he went at the nickname.

Moving in was a hassle. They had to use three different cars to get everyone’s stuff to the dorms, and then there was the anxiety of making a good impression on flatmates. It was rather shocking, actually, suddenly being surrounded by so many people when they came from such a small neighbourhood where they only really saw each other outside of school. Y/n was studying physiotherapy. It took her a while to decide what she wanted to do. Most of her close friends were going into sport, and the idea of being able to help them sounded nice, so that’s what she went for. And yes, Yudai cried as he hugged her goodbye.

They didn’t spend their first day together, because they decided it would be better to get to know their flatmates. Y/n had seven, but the two she clicked with were Keita and Giselle.

“My best friend is Korean! He moved to Japan when he was four.” Y/n had told Giselle as soon as the girl mentioned she was part Korean.

“Oh? Is he cute?” She asked.

Y/n paused for a moment. The correct answer was yes, he’s cute. He looks like a model. But he’s my best friend. You can’t have him. Instead of saying that, she just went “Um…”

Giselle grinned widely and leaned forward to rest her chin on her closed fist,“Oh, right.”

“What?”

“You like him.”

Y/n spluttered,“I do not,”

Giselle arched an eyebrow and shared a look with Keita, so Y/n got even more defensive.

“I don’t. I actually like my other best friend, Yixiang.”

“Oh,” Giselle said, squinting her eyes suspiciously, and then she smiled,“You know, I think we’re gonna be great friends.”

Y/n didn’t really know what Giselle meant by that, she she took it as a compliment.

The first time Y/n introduced Euijoo and Yixiang to Giselle and Keita, Giselle had pulled her aside and said “Girl, I get it now.”

“You get what?” Y/n laughed.

“Why you can’t pick one.”

That just made her laugh even harder,“You mean Euijoo and Yixiang? I can, and I very much have picked one,”

“Then why hasn’t something happened between you after all these years?”

Y/n tried to hide how hurt she was by that comment. It’s not like she hasn’t been asking herself the same question this whole time. Everyone back at home knew that she liked Yixiang, so if Yixiang liked her back, he would’ve done something by now, probably. The thought pricked tears to her eyes, but she didn’t let them fall, instead blinking them away and shaking her head.

Giselle rubbed her shoulder softly,“I’m sorry, that was insensitive. I’m just saying, don’t waste your time. Euijoo is right there.”

Y/n rolled her eyes,”Euijoo and I are friends.”

“He doesn’t look at you like one.”

That comment had been brushed off pretty quickly by Y/n. She just took it as Giselle being the stirrer she was, although unintentional.

The first term passed in a complete flash, and soon, it was summer break. As planned, Y/n, Euijoo and Yixiang organised a trip to South Korea to visit Euijoo’s mum. He didn’t talk about her a lot, so Y/n didn’t know much about her, but a plane ride and a taxi fare later, and Mrs Byun was hugging each of them in her arms, smothering Euijoo’s face with kisses and marking him up with lipstick. Y/n tried so hard to not laugh at the scene, biting down hard on her lip to contain herself, which only got worse when Yixiang let out quiet sniffles of laughter to her side. Finally, they were let into the spare room which they’d be sharing, and Y/n and Yixiang broke down with their hands on their knees heaving for air from the sheer intensity of their laughter.

Euijoo glared at them, furiously wiping at his face to try and remove the lipstick,“Ugh, I don’t know why she’s like that. She sends me like five messages a year and then acts like that when she sees me,”

“Oh, Joojoo, c’mere,” Y/n wiped away a tear and beckoned him over.

He quickly came to her and she placed both hands either side of his face, smudging off the lipstick with her thumbs. His cheeks were so soft and warm, getting hotter by the second as his blush grew from his cheeks up to his ear. He was very endearing like this.

“Jeez, I should’ve just left you two to go on the trip alone,” Yixiang mumbled, setting down his backpack.

Y/n didn’t like that comment. It made her feel weird. Obviously, she’d always been more physically comfortable with Euijoo, because she didn’t have feelings for him. Yixiang made her too nervous for her to be holding his face the way she was holding Euijoo’s, but did that kind of behaviour repel him? Was he less likely to like her because she was so touchy with Euijoo? Suddenly, she dropped her hands from his face.

The first thing they did was visit Ilsan Lake Park, which had some amazing structures, flower arrangements, fountains and a beautiful lake that reminded Y/n a little of Okutama. They sat down on the grass by the lake and had a picnic, glad that they chose the summer for her first time visiting Korea.

“Do you prefer Japan or Korea?” Yixiang had asked Euijoo and the three of them sat down on a blanket and looked out onto the still, glass-like surface of the lake.

“Japan, but… not really for geographical reasons,”

“What reasons, then?”

He shrugged,“Everyone I love is in Japan,”

Y/n smiled. Euijoo looked at her and returned the smile, while Yixiang observed the interaction with a raised eyebrow.

What they were most excited for, is that they could all legally drink in South Korea. They weren’t all that enthusiastic about going out clubbing for the first time in a foreign country, so they settled on a small bar near Mrs Byun’s place. Unsure of what exactly to have, they each settled on soju. Euijoo’s place was a walkable distance back, so they were pretty free to get as drunk as they please, without being disturbing.

Euijoo’s face flushed so red when he drank. It was really adorable. Y/n felt the need to comment on it.

“Cute.” She cooed at him.

He frowned and pouted,“What?”

“You’re cute.”

His eyes widened and his pink lips parted, he looked as if Y/n had just cursed out his grandmother or something,“I… I need the toilet,”

As he got up to leave, Yixiang turned to Y/n and shook his head, looking exasperated.

“You can’t just say stuff like that to him, Y/n,”

All Y/n’s drunk mind could comprehend was that Yixiang had just called her by her name. The sound of it on his tongue was so beautiful and sweet her legs probably would’ve gave out beneath her if she wasn’t sitting down. Yixiang couldn’t handle his drinks. He was being deliberately slow but still was leaning over the bar with his eyes drooping shut. When Euijoo got back, they headed out the bar and walked back to Euijoo’s childhood home. Yixiang slumped into Euijoo’s side as they walked, and Euijoo supported him with an arm around his torso.

Once back, Euijoo pushed Yixiang onto the bed and Y/n helped him remove his shoes.

“He’s gonna be snoring extra loud tonight,” Y/n chuckled.

“We could always sleep in the guest room,”

Y/n placed down Yixiang’s shoes and paused,“Really? I don’t really want to leave him alone, though,”

Before Euijoo could respond, Yixiang grunted and rolled onto his front, seemingly glaring at the two of them,“Go to the guest room. Please.”

She chuckled and patted Yixiang’s knee,“Okay, sleepyhead. We’ll see you in the morning.”

Euijoo opened the door and flicked off the light switch,“G’night, Yixiang,”

There was a soft grunt in response.

Euijoo shut the door quietly behind him and led Y/n to the guest room. It was small, with only a single bed, but Y/n and Euijoo had slept together in way closer vicinities before, as all the neighbourhood kids would try and squeeze onto one mattress. It shouldn’t have been an issue. They took turns in the bathroom changing and then got into bed, under the covers. They lay facing each other at first, just staring. Euijoo was good at staying composed while drinking, but Y/n could tell by the flush of his face that he wasn’t completely sober.

“Y/n,” He voiced softly.

“Mhm?”

“I know you like Yixiang.”

Y/n let out a light laugh,“Yeah. It’s pretty common knowledge,”

“But… sometimes you say things… that confuse me,”

She frowned,“What things?”

He sighed and shook his head, turning over to face the other way,“Nothing. Don’t worry about it. Goodnight,”

Too tired to pry, Y/n ruffled his hair affectionately,”Goodnight, Joojoo,”

Y/n woke up in the middle of the night. She was confused at first, initially thinking she was in her bed back at home, but then she realised she was in Euijoo’s guest room. She tried to adjust her position, and that’s when she realised that Euijoo had both arms latched around her waist, as if she were some kind of cuddle toy.

“Euijoo,” She whispered. He just grumbled and pulled her closer.

This was weird. Y/n and Euijoo had definitely hugged, definitely cuddled before, at some point in their friendship. They used to do ‘cuddle lines’ as kids, where all the kids would spoon each other, it really wasn’t unusual for Euijoo to be holding her this way. It was partly because they were alone in this scenario, and also because both of their bodies had grown and changed since childhood. Y/n now had boobs and Euijoo was now… well… an attractive man. So a man and woman cuddling as friends was less normal than a boy and girl cuddling as kids.

Still, Euijoo’s torso was very warm, and his scent was very comforting. It’s only weird if she makes it weird, she told herself, and then she leant into Euijoo’s chest and snuggled in, shamelessly breathing in the smell of his citrus bodywash. He let out a small whine in his sleep and moved his chin to rest on her head. She tried not to think about the way her whole body tingled at the sound.

In the morning, Y/n woke up to the feeling of a gentle hand petting her hair. She stirred and squinted at the bright sunlight leaking through the edges of the curtains, and then gave Euijoo a sleepy smile.

“Jesus christ, how do you look like this in the mornings?” Euijoo said, though it sounded like the comment was involuntary.

“Huh?” Y/n covered her face with her hand, worried that she looked bad.

“Sorry,” Euijoo sat up and pulled away from her,“I didn’t mean for it to come out like that. You look unfairly good in the mornings, that’s all,”

Y/n chuckled and shook her head,“You’ve seen me in the mornings countless times,”

“Yeah, I get shocked every time,”

She punched him in the arm, not appreciating the teasing. He laughed and raised his arms above his head, stretching, revealing a brief slither of his lower abdomen as his shirt lifted. She wasn’t aware he looked like that under there. His waist was so slim and he had some muscles there. Suddenly, she felt herself wanting to slide her hand up his shirt to feel what else he was hiding, but there was no way she could disguise that was friendly affection.

Yixiang met them at breakfast. Euijoo’s mum had made them pancakes. To be honest, the first batch was a little burnt and the second was a bit too raw, but with enough lemon and sugar, Y/n was happy to eat them anyway. Mrs Byun chatted at them as they ate, telling them about whatever she had going on at work. Y/n realised she didn’t actually ask Euijoo many questions. You don’t see your son for a year, and the only thing you do when you see him is talk about yourself? She found herself wondering who would be the better mum, her or Youko. But it wouldn’t be good of her to compare her and Euijoo’s problems.

“Why didn’t you tell me when you got a girlfriend, Euijoo?” Mrs Byun asked after a long rant about the promotion she was trying to get.

“I don’t have a girlfriend,” Euijoo said, through a mouthful of pancakes.

“Are you sure? You two were in bed together last night,”

Y/n chuckled,“We were trying to escape Yixiang’s snoring,”

Yixiang rolled his eyes.

“Really? Do you two cuddle a lot, then? As friends?”

Euijoo and Y/n both shrugged. It’s only weird if they make it weird, Y/n has to keep reminding herself.

By September, they were back at University for their second term. Giselle was starting to be a bad influence on Y/n. She’d started convincing her to dress up, wear makeup and go drinking even though they weren’t twenty yet. It was very scandalous to her at first, but she realised a lot of people her age actually did it, plus the sake vending machines outside of campus had no ID scanner. Still, Euijoo wasn’t very happy when he found out about it.

“What happens if you get arrested? You get kicked out of Uni and then what?” he spoke angrily. Euijoo, Y/n and Yixiang were all on Y/n’s bed, playing smash bros, though Euijoo was the only one angrily mashing the buttons of his controller.

“Well we’re very careful about it. We don’t go to anything too large. We always just go to someone’s house, drink a bit, and then come back,”

“It’s stupid. You’re not stupid Y/n, please don’t get in trouble doing this,”

“I won’t, Euijoo, I promise,”

“You look good though,” Yixiang said casually.

Euijoo’s fingers stopped moving on the controller entirely.

“What?”

“I mean,” Yixiang cleared his throat awkwardly, as if he’d said something he wasn’t supposed to,“I’ve seen the way you dress up when you go out. You always look nice,”

Y/n felt like her heart was going to explode,“Thank you,”

Euijoo placed down the controller and announced he was leaving. He was gone so quick Y/n didn’t get the chance to remind him to take his jacket.

By December, they broke up again for Winter break, and the three went back to Okutama. Y/n’s first year at university was going way too quickly for her liking, and yet she was glad she, Yixiang and Euijoo still seemed the same. On New Year’s Eve, the neighbourhood kids all gathered in Y/n’s basement. Yudai had even given them some alcohol, sternly telling them that the older kids were responsible for any throwing up or injuries that might occur. At first, they were just playing Mario Kart and drinking. Then, as everyone became progressively more drunk, they started playing music and dancing, jumping on the cushioned sofas and screaming the lyrics incoherently.

It felt good, to not feel like a stressed University student for once. Even if it meant hanging out with her sixteen year old brother. She didn’t mind, because Taki didn’t even need to drink to dance with her, no questions asked. As annoying as she claims she finds him, he does always make her smile when she needs it.

Yudai and Fuma were setting of fireworks in the garden at midnight. As the countdown approached, everyone rushed upstairs to go watch. When Y/n jumped down from the sofa to join, she suddenly felt very lightheaded and sat back down, trying to stop her vision from swaying.

“Are you okay?” Euijoo was at her side, kneeling down in front of him.

“Yeah, of course,” She waved him off,“Hurry up, don’t miss the fireworks!”

He tilted his head at her with wide, concerned eyes,“I’ll stay with you,”

“No, please, I don’t want to make you miss it,”

He nodded silently and got up, rushing up the stairs. You thought that you were alone, but then you noticed Yixiang was slumped over the beanbag across the room. He had clearly been drinking, since all the muscles in his body seem to stop working when he does, and he turns into a limp fish.

“You don’t want to see the fireworks?” She asked him curiously.

He looked over at her, and then shook his head, looking solemn. He had been a little strange that day, but she didn’t want to mention it in front of everyone.

“What’s wrong?” She asked, the alcohol making her more direct than she would’ve otherwise been.

He let out a small huff of air and then looked at her again, this time not looking away,“I feel a way about someone who I’m not supposed to feel a way about. Do you understand?”

Her stomach was doing acrobatics in side of her, the possibility of this person being her, or being someone else, was driving her mind completely wild,“I think so. Why aren’t you supposed to feel a way about them?”

He paused,“I’d be betraying someone else,”

Y/n tried to read his eyes, she tried to filter through his vagueness and find real meaning in his words. He got up, wobbling slightly as he walked towards her and plopped down on the sofa beside her. They only looked at each other for a while. His lips were so naturally pink, soft-looking, such a contrast to the way his dark eyes were looking at her at that moment.

“I want to kiss you at midnight,” She said, suddenly gaining all the courage in the world.

He stayed silent, biting on the insides of his cheek. She started to regret her words, thinking of a way to backtrack and restore their friendship, but then they heard fireworks outside, and Yixiang was leaning in and kissing her.

Y/n woke up groggy and dehydrated, but she remembered one thing very clearly. She had kissed Yixiang. She wasn’t sure whether to be happy or terrified, currently she was feeling a little bit of both. Yixiang had kissed her, so surely there was something there, right? But if he were to come up to her today and say ‘sorry, that was a mistake’, then she doesn’t know how she’ll ever recover. It would be too much. She realised that she’d woken up because her phone was ringing. She looked at the name - ‘Joojoo🧡’ - and immediately answered.

“Joo?” She grumbled, rubbing her eyes.

“Yixiang told me that he kissed you.”

That was not the first thing that she expected him to say. He sounded distressed, or maybe a little angry. Either way, it was a very unfamiliar side of him that Y/n did not want to get used to.

“Yeah, he did. Crazy, right? After all this time, he finally decides to act on it,” There was a long silence on the other end,”Euijoo?”

“You know Yixiang only likes you now because you started wearing makeup and tight dresses,”

She frowned, the words like a blow to the stomach,“I’m sorry? You think my personality is so unlikeable that I had to draw him out with my appearance?”

“No, no, I shouldn’t have said that. I-”

“Euijoo, you are genuinely the last person I ever expected to say something like that to me. How could you- do you think it’s impossible for him to like me-?”

“No, really, Y/n you don’t even know how amazing I think you are and I really- fuck.” it was so rare to hear him swear,“You are actually so beautiful on the inside I struggle to comprehend that you’re human,”

You grimaced, thinking that he was exaggerating to try and win you back over. But no matter what he said now, the damage was already done.

“Y/n? Please, I… what I said has everything to do with Yixiang and nothing to do with you. I’m sorry,”

“I’ll text you later, Euijoo,”

“Wait, can I come over?”

“No,”

She hung up. She knew she’d get over it eventually, but the reason why his words really hurt was because they were exactly what she’d been thinking herself. She’d never seen Yixiang’s eyes sweep over her body until after she started wearing the kinds of dresses that hugged her nicely. He’d never complimented her appearance until Giselle taught her how to do makeup properly. She was scared that he’d get bored of her when she was just her.

There was a knock on the door, and then Yudai came in, setting a glass of water down on your bedside table and sitting down on the bed, the mattress sinking with him.

“Good night?” He grinned.

“To be determined,”

He laughed,“You missed the fireworks though. Fuma and I put so much effort into those,”

“I’ll see them next year,”

“Actually, there’s something I need to tell you,” Yudai shifted in his position, signalling a change to a more serious topic.

“Hm?”

“Uh…” He wrung his hands nervously,“Fuma and I are moving to Sendai. Next month.”

“What?”

He winced,“I know it’s sudden, but we’ve actually been planning for a while. We’re moving to a training facility, it’s time we go further with our lives than just this small neighbourhood,”

“No, Yudai,” She slipped out of bed so she could pace her room,“You’re being selfish. You can’t leave Taki and Yua with her. You can’t leave them alone with her!”

Yudai took a deep breath,“Y/n, if it’s not selfish for you to leave and go to University, then it’s not selfish for me to leave a pursue a higher level in my career,”

“But how is Taki going to cope without you?”

“He will cope. He’s sixteen now.”

“But…” she ran a hand through her hair,“Yudai, you’re like his dad,”

“Do you think it’s fair that I travelled three hours to and from university everyday just so I could come home and be there for Taki and Yua? And you. Meanwhile you got to move out and live on campus, because you assumed I’d just always stay here,”

“Your dad didn’t die, he left! You don’t get to act like you grieved the same way Taki, Yua and I did!”

When Y/n had said that, she knew she’d crossed the line. She held her head in her hands, shaking, wondering what the hell had gotten into her. Yudai merely got up and left the room, the door clicking shut behind him.

She didn’t leave her room all day. She was just thinking. About Yixiang. About Euijoo. About Yudai. She couldn’t really compel herself to even care much about the kiss anymore after the bomb Yudai dropped on her. She really thought he’d never leave them. She thought his selflessness would never waver.

It was dark outside by the time that she risked leaving her room to go for a walk. If she ran into Yudai, she had no idea what she’d say, or what kind of excuse she could come up with for what she said. The winter air was sharp, pricking goosebumps into the bare skin of her arms. She was simply walking around the block when she heard the sound of a lighter cutting into the peaceful silence of the night. She was confused, since she didn’t know of anyone on the block who smoked. She rounded the corner and saw Yixiang standing in front of his house, with a lit cigarette in between his lips. Y/n had always hated smoking. She hated how addicted her father was to it, and she hated it even more when her father lost his life to lung cancer. She never thought she’d see Yixiang doing it.

At first, she was angry.

“What the fuck are you doing?”

He jumped and turned to face her, quickly removing the cigarette from his lip,“Y/n, I…”

She stepped closer,“What the fuck are you doing, Yixiang?”

He threw the cigarette off to side, and it sizzled out on the thin layer of snow on the ground,“Y/n, I swear it’s not… it’s not what you think,”

“Don’t you know what those do to you?” She didn’t realise she was crying until she felt the wetness of tears streaming down her face,“It’s going to kill you, Yixiang,”

“It’s not going to kill me, Y/n. I promise you,” he reached out and held her hands, holding them against his chest,“I’m healthy, I don’t do it often,”

She shoved him backwards, and he slid on the icy snow,“You’re going to grow tumours, here,” she jabbed a finger inbetween his ribs,“You’re going to leave everyone who loves you!”

“It won’t happen to me, it won’t, it won’t,”

“I never thought you’d do this, Yixiang,” Her sobs were only getting worse, her mind was being fuzzy, and she might’ve been having a panic attack.

All she could think at that moment was he’s going to leave me. He’s going to leave me like my father did. I’m going to lose him. And she was heaving for air now, her chest felt like it was closing and getting tighter. Yixiang was looking at her with wide eyes, he tried to reached out to her again but she slapped his hand away harshly.

Then, Euijoo was standing between them, pushing Yixiang back as if he were shielding Y/n.

“What did you do, Yixiang? Did you hurt her?”

Yixiang shook his head quickly,“No, Euijoo, I swear, I was just smoking, and she saw,”

Euijoo looked back at Y/n, and she could tell immediately by the look in his eyes - he already knew.

“You knew?” she asked Euijoo accusatorially.

He opened his mouth and then shook his head,“Y/n…”

“What, do you do it too?” she didn’t realise how much she was raising her voice until she heard it ringing in her ears.

“No, Y/n, I wouldn’t-”

“But you knew.”

Euijoo shut his mouth and swallowed, his hands clenching and unclenching into fists. Y/n heard crunching on the snow and turned to see Fuma approaching them, probably concerned about all the yelling. He took Y/n’s hand and pulled her away gently.

“C’mon, Y/n,”

Fuma took Y/n up the steps into his front porch, and they sat down on a bench overlooking the flowerbeds in his front garden. Mrs Murata was always on her hands and knees in the spring, tending to her flowers diligently. But now, in the winter, it was simply a flat slate of untouched snow.

Fuma hugged her, and she cried into his chest, her heart hurting as she felt herself reliving her father’s slow death. He pulled away and wiped her tears.

“Yixiang will be fine, we’ll make sure he stops,”

She shut her eyes, more tears falling,“I don’t want him to die,”

“He won’t. He’ll grow old with you, Y/n,”

After a few moments of silence, as Y/n managed to calm down, Fuma spoke up again.

“My parents say they’re going to look after Taki and Yua as if they’re their own. You don’t need to worry about them, really,”

She sighed,“They should be able to grow up with parental figures who care for them. They don’t deserve to have Youko as their mother,”

“Neither did you, Y/n.”

That hit her like a tonne of bricks.

“You were thirteen when your father passed. I feel like you forget that just because Taki and Yua were younger,”

She shook her head,“It was different, for them, they were so young. They couldn’t understand what was happening,”

“Do you think that makes it okay for you to miss out on your childhood?”

“I can’t be selfish about those things,”

“It’s not selfish. It’s not selfish for you to live your life without the responsibility your mother left you, and it’s not selfish for Yudai to do the same thing,”

“I know.” She sighed,“I just want Taki and Yua to have a childhood,”

“And you did an incredible job of making that happen. You have to let Yudai go, though. Taki and Yua will really be fine, they have all the other neighbourhood kids to keep them kids. Yudai deserves to do something for himself,”

She nodded. She knew Fuma was right, he always tended to be in any situation. He truly did feel like her dad sometimes, when really all he was was Yudai’s friend who lived on the block. Though since he was an only child, he liked to treat all the neighbourhood kids like his own little siblings.

“Also, I’m going to tell Yudai I’m in love with him,”

Y/n’s mouth dropped open,“Are you serious?”

He smiled and nodded,“It’s been a long time coming,”

She smiled back at him,“If he rejects you I’m going to be really mad. I hope he understands how lucky he got with you,”

Fuma’s chest vibrated with laughter,“I have a feeling he knows,”

Y/n didn’t have to make up with Yudai. When she walked back into the house late that night, he came up to her and hugged her. She hugged him back. And then he said goodnight and they went to bed. In the morning, Yixiang asked to meet up, and they cycled to the river together in silence, and then settled down on the grassy riverbank.

Things definitely weren’t the same between them. Not just the awkward tension, but the way Y/n felt when she looked at him. There were no butterflies, her heart rate wasn’t increasing, her stomach was flipping, she wasn’t wondering what he was thinking about her like she always did. In fact, she found herself indifferent.

“I can’t apologise enough, really. I really only smoke when I’m stressed out, but I promise I’ll never do it again,”

She nodded,“What made you so stressed out?”

He sighed out his nose, clenching his jaw.

“Was it me?”

“No. Well, it wasn’t your fault. I… did something bad when I kissed you.”

“Why?”

“I… it was wrong of me.”

“You don’t like me, I’m guessing.”

He put his head in his hands,“To be honest, Y/n, I do like you. I’ve had these feelings for a while now, but… it’s not like how Euijoo-“

He cuts himself off.

“Euijoo thinks you only kissed me because I started wearing tight dresses and makeup, I know.”

“He said that?”

“Mhm.”

Yixiang frowned,“Euijoo of all people should know you’re way more than that. I realised I had feelings for you the time I got a cramp after a match, and you helped me out a lot. But… the thing is, Y/n, is that I kinda always knew that you liked me.”

“You did?”

“Yeah, but… there was someone else who really liked you. Someone who I really cared about. I never let myself look at you that way, until… it was basically impossible,”

She scoffed,“I can’t believe this,”

She and Yixiang had so many mutual friends growing up from school, it could’ve literally been anyone. The fact he knew all this time but never did anything because of someone else, it would’ve made her fully crash out if she wasn’t already questioning if her feelings for him still existed.

“But Y/n, I doubt you even want to be with me anymore, anyway, but, we can’t,” he bit his lip,”We can’t. I couldn’t-… there is… someone else who could love you exactly the way you deserve to be loved. If you’d just look at him,”

“Who?”

He smiles and shakes his head,“You have to figure that out yourself. As much as it hurts me to think of you with someone else, if we were together, I’d just feel guilty about taking you away from the person you’re supposed to be with. Your soulmate,”

His smile turned into a lopsided grin, and she rolled her eyes.

“I used to tell Taki you were my soulmate.”

“I know. Had my first girlfriend chased away because of that.”

She hit him on the arm, and he threw his head back in a laugh, and just like that, however many years of pining, daydreaming, yearning over Yixiang, waiting for the day he’d finally look at her in the way she was dying to be seen, were finally over.

Making up with Euijoo was a little different. She’d been ignoring his messages all day, but he didn’t really understand the concept of leaving her alone.

Joojoo🧡: i always told yixiang to stop

Joojoo🧡: im sorry for keeping it from you

Joojoo🧡: i did tell him to stop please believe me

Joojoo🧡: and i really didn’t mean to imply that yixiang only liked you for your appearance

Joojoo🧡: i talked to him today

Joojoo🧡: he had a massive go and me for that and i know now that’s not the case

Joojoo🧡: i’m sorry

Joojoo🧡: even if you weren’t ridiculously attractive anyone could fall for you just from your selflessness, kindness and intelligence

Joojoo🧡: you are so magnetic

Joojoo🧡: i really mean it, y/n.

y/n: come over?

Joojoo🧡: really?

Joojoo🧡: im at your door

Y/n and Euijoo sat on Y/n’s bed, Y/n with her knees drawn up to her chin and Euijoo cross-legged at the foot. Y/n didn’t feel uncomfortable even with the tension-filled silence that clung to the air. Euijoo always made her feel safe and warm, and just his presence was enough for that.

“Are we okay now?” He asked gently.

She nodded,“I can’t stay mad at you,”

He smiled, practically radiating joy and relief, and he reached forward and held her hand, rubbing his thumb softly over the back of it.

“Thank you,”

She smiled back,“Did Yixiang tell you about our conversation this morning?”

His smile wavered a little,“Not really. We actually argued today. We’ve been arguing since yesterday, actually. He just… told me I was an asshole for invalidating his feelings towards you. Which I deserved,”

Y/n felt her heart clenching painfully. The three of them had never argued before, especially Euijoo and Yixiang. Those two, although they’d never say it, loved and appreciated each other dearly. It made her feel a little crappy that the first time they’d fallen out was because of her.

“Are you…” Euijoo swallowed hard, looking away and blinking, before making eye contact again,”Are you and Yixiang together now?”

His voice cracked on the word ‘together’, as if it was painful for him to say.

She shook her head,“No. To be honest, I don’t think I actually like him anymore. Maybe I never really did, and I just liked the idea of him. But… as soon as I saw him smoke, that image kinda just… shattered,”

Euijoo nodded, squeezing her hand in his.

“Plus… he said something kinda weird today, about why we couldn’t be together,”

Euijoo’s posture straightened,“What did he say?”

She let out a soft chuckle as she recalled the memory,“He said he’d feel like he’d be taking me away from my soulmate. It’s just funny because, I didn’t expect him to believe in that concept,”

He hummed, shuffling a little closer to her on the mattress,“I think… I believe in soulmates,”

“Really?” Her eyebrows shot up,“You believe that out of the eight billion people on earth, there’s one person who you’re meant to be with?”

He shrugged, smiling a little,“I think so,”

She laughed, pulling her hand from his loose grip and pushing his shoulder,“You’re such a hopeless romantic,”

He laughed with her.

“Do you have hopes of meeting that person? What’s that Korean word - ‘in-yeon’? Fate between two people,”

The corners of his lips quirked upwards a little - he always had this kind of reaction whenever she tried to speak Korean. She suspected he was trying to stop himself from laughing at her pronunciation, but really he found it cute and endearing.

“It would be fate to be able to meet your soulmate - one person out of eight billion. But… I quite like my chances,”

part two.

a/n: i don’t have anything against smoking this is just for the story.

[vamph00n]

idea, but idk if you take ideas

reader gets turned on by hoon’s vampire like features, and convinces him to rp as one while they’re fucking

mdni

tags: femreader, vampire kink, mentions of the twilight movies, hoon is jealous obv.

*not proofread will do later

wc: 1,2k

smut tags under the cut

i added my own lil spin on it annonie~ mainly cause i’ve been rewatching twilight rndjsoskdndknsla

smut tags: biting kink, implications of sex, dirty talk, chest groping, etc

he doesn’t know how many times you watched those stupid twilight movies. all he knew is that you fawned over some guy in those films with the most victorian name ever. he wasn’t your type and sunghoon was sure of it, why would he be your type when he; your boyfriend, was right there? nah, he didn’t like that you thought of any other men than him. even if he was fictional.

you had all the books too, along with whatever smutty literature he saw on that well dusted shelf in your house. you lived in those dirty fantasies when he was right there. the way you’d kick your feet and giggle while watching those movies. it really pissed him off, it was all imaginary, pretend. it was stupid for him to be so jealous, but god there was one thing he hated the most about your little hyper fixation…

well, the thing is sunghoon doesn’t want to come off as a pissy bitch. he’ll happily go along with whatever endeavors you put him through. it’s just when you make him watch the same few movies with you again, he felt his ego shrink every passing second spent staring at robert pattinson play a vampire. especially when your comments consisted of comparisons between him and edward whats-his-face’s character.

“look at him hoon, he’s like all sparkly in the sun, n’ he has like this mad gaze.” Your eyes pan over to your boyfriend, watching him stare at the tv blankly, in a boredom induced daze.

he’s tuning out what you’re saying, because well, it makes him feel somewhat inadequate. it’s so rare for him to feel this way. he’s so self assured, maybe even a little egotistical sometimes. how can he not be? you yourself loaded up his little brain with compliments and ideas. saying how he’s the man of your fucking dreams, or the way your body contorted in different ways, becoming helpless when he did so little as touching you. hell yeah, you made him feel so damn special.

with his brows furrowed at the screen, he sees your odd stare from the corner of his eye. why do anything to reassure you of what you were thinking in that moment? he knows you, he can practically read your mind. before diverting your attention back to the screen a scoff leaves your mouth. call him petty or whatever you want, he just wants to get through watching this god forsaken movie for the millionth time without his brain frying.

sunghoon is so ridged. his arms are crossed, and he’s like, all stiff. whatever, you can deal with it. although it’s frustrating that he’s so oblivious.

you find yourself scooting closer, leaning and commenting on the movie. with each sentence you say, you can feel his dreary attitude loom over. it’s given, you’ve forced him to death watch your silly little movies to the point where he himself can recite each word.

“he’s like, —i don’t know. like can you imagine? getting puncture wounds, and hickeys at the same—“

that’s where sunghoon draws the line.

“can you shut up?”

dang. he was livid. you have right to your own thoughts but to think like that? when he’s right there? when he can well rip off your panties and fuck you the way this guy can’t because it’s all speculative? all you had to do was let him, just ask and he’ll deliver. you know it.

but then again, you boyfriend is as dense as concrete and dumb as bricks sometimes. guess you’d have to give him a nudge, a hint too probably.

“i mean, can you imagine what’s it like to be a vampire?”

you’ve practically told him what you wanted, and he still has that red cloudy look of jealousy with somewhat of a frown on his face and his overgrown bangs shading his eyes. if he wasn’t upset, you’d tell him how cute he looks right now. how dumb he is, is also what you’d tell him. then again you weren’t exactly being straightforward.

with your question slipping in one ear and out the other, he just tunes you out. yeah it’s pathetic he feels so strongly about something so meaningless, could he help it though? he was insane about you.

your eyes darken as you grab the remote, and thank goodness you turned it off. sunghoon finds you sliding on of your legs over his thighs as you take a seat. you gaze into his eyes, he looks annoyed. he’s suppressing the urge to just fuck the stupid crush you had on that twilight vampire out of you. it makes you laugh at how blind he is. nevermind, you probably had to spell it out for him.

“you can do that. you can bite me here, and here-“

you drag your two fingers indicating where he could, and his breath hitches. it’s like all his senses are tingly, and piercing. his ears are ringing, with the rush of adrenaline and the newfound excitement he had. just hearing you describe what you wanted him to do.

you saw his jaw hang slack, as you merely told him what you wanted. tracing your fingers down your abdomen and to your thighs, you tap on the fleshy inner part.

“you can bite here too.”

his hands grab your hips, he gets it now. he slides a hand up your shirt holding your chest. your mind drives him crazy. his touch sends shivers down your spine.

“here too?” he asks asks, so politely.

it makes you heat up, and become more wet than your imagination allowed. when you thought of him like the cold blooded undead he resembled so much, it made you infatuated with the idea of it. the idea of him. how could he not see it? when you drew comparisons that surely pointed towards his own features that you loved so much.

his pretty skin glows in the dim light of your living room unlike of that portrayed in the movie. he’s real, and right here.

“didn’t you ever think, perhaps..” you say it so sweetly as you feel his hand roam around your body.

before you can finish your sentence, your breath is cut short. your back is now against the cushions of the couch, and his arms trap you beneath him. sunghoon wonders how he got so lucky, to have someone like you to show him all the ways he can make you wet. your so sick and twisted, not for your little fantasy you wanted him to indulge in, but the fact you didn’t just tell him straight up. he ought to punish you.

he’ll let it slide though. partially because he feels his cock twitch restrained by his pants, and because he’s so willing to do what you ask of him. he knows this is the just the beginning, and honestly he’ll have fun woh it. so with his lips ghosting your neck, and his hot breath up against your ear he asks you a question.

“tell me what else you want me to do as your vampire. sweetheart”

copyright @vamph00n 2024

[darklinaforever]

God help me...

First off, what the hell are you doing in Wyler tag ? What's your fucking problem with pissing off people who didn't ask for anything ?!

But let's see the rest of your bullshit in detail and tear it down as we go along.

But this ship is very much dead. There is hardly any traction towards it because the people who ship it make no sense when they defend it. They sound like they could be mentally ill...

Weird, Wyler is the most popular ship with Wenclair though. And for a dead ship, Netflix still took the trouble to make Wyler the first teaser for the new season...

And how do we make no sense ? It's you who had no interest in repeating things that the show and the show team have themselves contradicted for years now about Tyler's character.

And it's you who comes into Wyler's spaces to piss off and obsessively spill your venom. It seems that you are the one who is mentally ill...

I don't know how crooked you have to be to say that you're crooked to ship a canonical ship. Already, this is not even said for fanon ships, but even less canon. What are you trying to prove here ? You're shooting yourself in the foot by coming in to tag Wyler to insult us and try to seem like the smartest person when you seem like the stupidest.

By the way ; Do you think you're smart to say that kind of thing ?! That we are mentally ill ?!

Wow, for say that you must really hate the fact that Wyler is the first official trailer / teaser of season 2, otherwise you clearly wouldn't be here trying to impose your pseudo dominance...

I guess Emma Myers (Enid actress) is mentally ill then, since she says most of the same things we do about Tyler...

And not to mention Hunter himself who spoke of sexual compatibility between Wyler, that Wednesday had been Tyler's light during the events of season 1 and that if he had to imagine his character ending up with someone it would be her ?

You're really a piss of shit.

And I won't apologize for saying that.

You allow yourself to insult us with enormous condescension that you try to pass off as a form of kindness in the rest of your post ? Well, I will insult you in return, but head-on this time.

You are a big piss of shit. That all.

Tyler almost killed Wednesday and all her friends + he manipulated her like a professional and she felt humiliated because she never even suspected him and put a good person in jail because of him.

She will never forgive herself, let alone him.

Yes... and ? First, Tyler “tries to kill” Eugene essentially under the orders of Laurel, his master to whom he is forced to obey and who tortured him ? Note also that Laurel technically didn't tell Tyler to kill Eugene but to take care of him and that strangely, he's the only victim of Tyler who escaped death ?

Coincidence ? Maybe not !

And if you want an explanation for Enid, it is implied that the Hyde offers a second personality, different from the human version ? So, technically, the Hyde is not Tyler. It's a second personality. Why is everyone forgetting the recording of the psychologist that Donovan listens to ?! Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde, you know ?!

Literally, these people are being dishonest on purpose.

Also... again, Wednesday doesn't blame Tyler specifically for nearly killing her friends. First, it would be bad faith, because she also did it in the show with Enid, but above all, it's a question of ego. No really justice in her anger towards Tyler.

She is mainly angry at Tyler because, yes, he managed to fool her and her intelligence. And she is deeply hurt in her ego and personal feelings.

But how would his anger on this subject be eternal ? On what fucking basis ?! Tell me !

Once this aspect calms down in her, everything will surely be better and she could potentially look again at the case of the Hydes whose research remains incomplete (which have always deeply interested her on the other hand), and therefore Tyler.

But to return to her friends, Enid and Eugene are fine. Wednesday can recover from what Tyler almost did to them. Especially since Eugene was under Laurel's orders (and strangely, Tyler who could have easily killed Eugene... strangely didn't do it ?), and that Enid explains it by the fact that Tyler was in Hyde mode, his second monstrous personality, that he doesn't seem to really have control over ?

But more than that, Wednesday is a person who generally takes those treated most unfairly under her wing. And Tyler is probably the one who has been in this sad situation the most.

That she hates him forever makes no fucking sense ; since although she is angry for the moment because her ego is hurt, she knows that Tyler had a shitty family life, was groomed by Laurel who woke up his Hyde thus forcing him to become her puppet and imposing a bond that makes Tyler want and love what his mistress wants.

Then again, it wouldn't make sense for Wednesday to be mad at Tyler forever...

Oh and... Just for pleasure : “Of course the first boy I kiss would turn out to be a psychotic serial-killing monster. I guess I have a type.”

Also... Wednesday didn't put Xavier in the cell because Tyler manipulated her into doing so ? Wednesday did this all by herself like a grown-up ! 😂 Because, for the recording, Wednesday is a narrow-minded and toxic person. And believe me, of all the people Wednesday could have upset and blamed herself for this, Xavier is the one she will get over the quickest. Because ultimately she just likes him as a classmate and childhood acquaintance. And again I'm being nice... because most of the time she actually just tolerates him.

Oh and Wednesday finally saved everyone at the end of season 1. Given her ego and her anti-heroine nature, I think she will eventually recover from her own mistakes / forgive herself. 😂

I get that some people are shipping them as some kind of kink ( monster serial killer with Wednesday addams) 😏. But this kind of shipping starts and stays in the dark corners of the internet.

This ship can't be acknowledged by a streaming platform to the general public ( which includes millions of kids).

Just... God, if you think Wyler is an impossible relationship to fix, then you've never read or seen a real enemies to lovers romance !

I literally read one romance where the guy almost killed the heroine forever by stabbing her in the heart ! And if it weren't for the intervention of other characters, she would have died ! And yet at the end of the story, they're happily married !

The enemies to lovers trope isn't as fragile as these morons think it is !

One mistake and the relationship is dead forever ? Wow...

Wyler is also so soft in that category too ! The antis seem like a bunch of fragile people when they talk about Wyler.

Literally every time these people try to put the Wylers down they just make fools of themselves. Because they just bring up arguments that have been contradicted a billion times or are comically weak, or they just say bullshit that is simply not true.

I repeat, enemies to lovers have existed since the dawn of time, it's literally one of the most popular and represented tropes in existence ! Whether in children's fiction or for a general audience !

What cave are you living in to dare to say that Wyler cannot be recognized by a general public ?!

Even in super popular books you have thousand times worse than Wyler ?!

“The general public can't handle Wyler” My god... hello Delena, Klaroline, Clarice & Hannibal, ect ?!

For information, as shocking as it may be The Vampire Diaries was seen by many children / teenagers in addition to adults in time. All my friends at the time and I were kids when this show started and we watched it, like so many others.

Hence children and the general public couldn't handle Wyler ? Wyler is as soft as fucking Reylo ?! Another great ship that the general public and children loved.

This is one of the biggest bad take I've ever seen ! The confidence you need to say this kind of stupidity ?!

Seriously, wtf ?!

Although he was groomed, Tyler was a willing participant in the crimes that he committed and he even told Wednesday that he enjoyed killing innocent people. Millar and gough folded the wyler book forever in that scene.

Tyler can never be trusted enough around outcasts to be released.

It's literally said in the show that the hyde is conditioned to like what its master likes and want what his master wants. It's not even ambiguous. It's said in the fucking text of the show.

And I remember that Tyler makes his fucking confession to Wednesday with tears in his eyes. Yes, what a great villain...

Oh and if you need to talk about the non-canon novelization of the show that most of Wednesday's audience hasn't read and never will read to prove your point about a canon scene and events from the show, we're going to have a problem.

They're the ones who sound like mentally ill repeating over and over again that Tyler absolutely loves killing without any fucking doubt... 🙄

And they go so far as to agree that the Hyde should be excluded ? While the show is literally about the treatment of the marginalized ? The excluded from society ?

And they think it's positive that there is a category of outcast among the outcasts themselves ?!

Clearly not.

The treatment of Hyde is something that needs to change in this show !

And for that, we first need to finish understanding how these creatures really work.

But hey... Not as if we had incomplete research on the subject, that Wednesday is interested in it and that she just happens to have a Hyde on hand to look into the subject... I wonder where this scenario could lead us ?!

But certainly not to a questioning of the treatment of these creatures by the society of this story according to the antis (#irony) ?! Of course, nothing will ever change for the Hydes ! They are too dangerous ! Long live the status quo !

This is driving me crazy !

Yes, what the hell would Wednesday who defends the oppressed and the victims, have to do with Tyler, the outcast of outcasts himself who was groomed by a psycho who triggered the Hyde in him to use him as a puppet and who has the equivalent of a mental illness by being a Hyde. Hyde by which she is fascinated, and who it is implied that she will complete the unfinished research on them ?!

Seriously, the writers racked their brains to write us a character like Tyler, a teenager with multiple problems, including family problems, a victim of abuse and whose hyde (the creature marginalized among the marginalized themselves, knowing that the whole message of the show is to accept the marginalized in reality) seems to be the equivalent of a mental illness, for people to be like “Yes, this guy is a pure villain who cannot have redemption ! He is rotten and the show is right when it says that the Hyde are too dangerous for the world ! Nothing must change and nothing aspires to a change of point of view on these creatures in a show where we are encouraged to accept the marginalized (and whose hyde is the marginald of the marginalized himself) through the only Hyde that we meet in person throughout the story who is only a teenager victim of abuse with the metaphor of mental illness !”

Seriouslly, the “Tyler will never be put back with the other outcasts because he's too dangerous” take it's so fucking stupid for a show about outcasts and injustices...

We present to you the outcast of the outcast, whose case in terms of creature has never been finished studying...

And you think Tyler will forever remain an outcast among his people and locked up for life ?!

WTF ?!

These people are tiring me out...

Because it lacks the "genuine" element: there is no love between Wednesday and Tyler.

I would like to understand how Wyler lacks romantic elements ? They literally have one of the most classic storylines in the world in terms of romance ? What the hell are you talking about ? Developed ? What would be missing ? My god, what bullshit. If you want analysis of the Wyler relationship you have my tumblr or those of @fullofwoe5321 @tylernation @wylerserver18official @ablatheringblatherskite @cosmic-lullaby @broken-everlark

Tyler and Wednesday only have one scene in season 2, according to the leaks we got. So this teaser is very much bait for the fans who still like them together 😏. Netflix is yet again giving false hope to fandoms about something that isn't going to happen.

Saying that Wyler will only have one scene in season 2 according to the leaks...

Are you aware that the leaks are not always true ?

Are you aware that it wouldn't make sense for Wednesday and Tyler to only have one scene together ?

Because a teaser is supposed to give an indication of what the new season will be about overall ?

Oh but am I stupid. In your stupid little shit head you think that Tyler will now always be locked up for life. In that case, why keep the character in the show ?

Fucking idiot...

You really have to be in complete disillusionment to say that this trailer / teaser will be the only scene between them in all of season 2 while a teaser serves to show the viewer what will generally be the center of the new plot.

Oh, and no official romance in season 2 doesn't mean no romance in the rest of the show, FYI. Especially since it is completely logical that Wyler (if these two were to end up together one day) wouldn't they go back into in love mode in season 2 ? They have a fucking relationship to repair first and also work on themselves each as an individual person ? Also, most Wyler fans, without even the announcement of a reduction in the romance being made, certainly did not expect the romance between Wyler to return straight away for season 2, simply because on a narrative level it would not have not been logical... Seriously, go find another hobby other than annoying people.

And even if Wyler doesn't end up together at the end of the show, despite all the logic of this romance, do you think that will stop us fans from shipping Wyler ?!

Obviously, you are clinging to Xavier when it is clear that nothing more will happen (since the character was removed from the show because the actor was accused of sexual assault) ?

Seriously, this person seems obsessed with the character of Xavier (who could have been an interesting character but who in fact remains generally average and a real potential ultimate shit boyfriend)...

But they got a slap in the face 🙂. since the teaser was met with massive backlash about the most unethical thing they did: dropping an innocent man and Convicting him of crimes he never committed...

Except the comments you showed don't show people being outraged that Xavier was sent to prison when he did nothing, just that they will miss Xavier's character.

You're thinking all by yourself, big girl (this is obviously a recurrence among the anti-Wylers).

And then “they did” ? What is she talking about ? Wyler fans ? Was it Wyler's fans who put Xavier in jail ? 😂

I repeat, you can only blame Wednesday for Xavier ending up in prison. Tyler has nothing to do with it, he never tried to accuse anyone to keep suspicion away from him. Wednesday suspected Xavier alone as a grown-up.

I'm so angry that this kind of crap is getting into the Wyler tag. Don't these people have anything better to do ?

I feel like I'm back in Reylo's time ! Because Reylo and Wyler are some of the softest ships in terms of enemies to lovers that I have seen and people act like they are some of the worst things in the world and that these ships are too hardcore for a general audience and calls us mentally ill for our thoughtful argument, which is ridiculous.

It's truly ridiculous and cheeky.

They just repeat the same bullshit over and over again, contradicted by the show itself and the show team !

At this point, we're not the ones who look ridiculous. It was them.

[cheer-nympho]

THE DUSTIN EXPERIMENT MOMENTS I THINK ARE CUTE OR NOTEWORTHY FOR YOUR FANDOM REFERENCE

Thread of moments from the official book, mainly Eddie info

Mainly Steve, Eddie and Robin or general character dynamics I think are interesting or cute, read this for fanfic help ig,

Copied from my thread on twitter- this book lays in the muddy zone canon wise BUT is officially licensed merch and signed off by the writers, enjoy!

QUICK HIGHLIGHTS: Eddie is canonically afraid of ducks, Eddie is not against Lucas being in basketball and is just worried about the kids driving each other away, Eddie jokingly flirts with male security guards

1. The jocks are SCARED of Eddie. They struggle to pick on him because they are afraid of him, and he can shut them up with ‘a look’

2. Steve picks Robin up from school to take her to her Family Video shifts so Dustin often tags along, and Stobin gossip the whole time

3. Robin is a BIG foreign films fan. She says art transcends language and Steve makes a joke that he struggles to care even when movies are in English. He took, and passed, French in high school

4. When teamed up and being serious, Steve and Robin give genuinely good advice out that is meaningful and ‘wise’. Theres a lot of fun banter with them in this second chapter, but they’re actually good at giving friendship advice to Dustin.

5. Patrick is genuinely nice, he welcomes Lucas in with open arms and a big wave- and its pissing me off having to hear all this “lucas was bad for leaving them for basketball” shit over again because he WASNT wrong and im annoyed the canon narrative tried to conclude that he was but anyway

6. Eddie makes a point of saying to not get the goths confused with the punks, and that youd learn that the hard way. He adresses his table as “ladies and gentlemen” even though there are no ladies… ‘as far as dustin can tell’

7. Unnamed freak is now apparently named Doug. Gareth is a thief, Jeff is a druid, ‘Doug’ is a barbarian. Mike is a D&D purist and thinks the expansions are pointless but lies to try and impress hellfire

8. FINALLY some outside canon acknowledgment that MIKE is the dm.

Eddie and Mike are described as having that DM gene that makes them captivating storytellers, Mike recounts a campaign to the hellfire table who listen on intently

9. Mike makes the pun “and he said ‘Beholder? I hardly Know’er!’” And the table of absolute dweebs laugh their heads off. Although Dustin is enjoying himself a lot, he thinks it would be better with Lucas

10. Eddies walkman is broken, and states he’d rather listen to Madonna that just silence when Gareth makes a joke.

Dustin offers to fix it and Eddie goes “no thats okay I got it” before repeatedly slamming it against the table.

11. Dustin and Eddie abusive dad bonding time. Dustin tells a story about how he took apart a radio piece by piece, and when Eddie comments that his dad would have ‘beat his ass’ Dustin states that his dad wanted to, but his Moms immediate reaction was to sign him up for science camp.

He states that, even though its not cool to say, he thinks his mom is awesome. A few months after the incident she divorced Dustins dad and moved them back to Hawkins, where she grew up.

12. Eddie made Dustin a metal mixtape to thank him for fixing his amp, with the note “Because man cannot live on Weird Al alone - Eddie”

13. Robin is trying to hit Steve in the head with a paper football while sarcastically scolding him for calling Eddie a ‘freak’

She then accuses him of being jealous of Eddie before hitting Steve square in the forehead with a rubber band

14. Steve and Robin immediately jump to Lucas’ defence, Steve calling “bullshit” on even the possibility of Lucas doing something wrong here.

He says Lucas is dealing with his own things, trying to figure himself out past popularity.

15. Eddie and Jeff are in a screaming match over who the better guitarist is: Tony Iommi or Glenn Tipton, and he’s effectively crawling across the table to yell in Jeff’s face,

Dustin immediately nopes out of that and goes to ask Robin for help, who is talking to ~Vickie~

16. Robin is the mediator in the boys friendship issues and has convinced them to try trust falling to make up again,and demonstrates it with Steve

Shes actually good at it, the boys have a bittersweet bonding moment where they realise theyre all just afraid of being left behind

17. Tension is alleviated when Steve reveals his greatest fear is the cartoon Turbo Teen

19. Eddie seems to have a secret, undiscussable fear of ducks. He says their eyes are enough to cause psychic damage and Dustin nites he looks serious.

So…Eddie has a dark past with a duck

20. More bad dad bonding. Eddie says the only good thing his dad left him was a sense of where the speed traps on highways are, and he notes that Dustin doesn’t mention his dad much.

He cheated on Dustins mom, and now Dustin has pretty much no contact with him.

21. While reassuring Dustin, Eddie admits he is afraid before every single performance. He says he isnt brave, isnt facing his fear- all he knows is that he just loves music more than he is afraid of everything else.

Which makes the master of puppets scene so much worse

22. The nerds at the science fair are also scared of how Eddie looks lmao, people move aside and almost create a path for him and Dustin while looking at Eddie sceptically-

The receptionist mistakes Eddie for Dustins dad also

23. Hes like, really afraid of ducks

24. Being left along for 5 minutes to babysit the duck Frodo, Eddie has amassed a crowd of nerds who he is telling scary stories to in his DM mode

A little girl asks “Mr. Eddie” if he’ll tell them more stories, and he says he will if she nails her presentation

25. Eddie, who was tasked with causing a distraction is dragged out of the hall by 2 guards while he says “Gentleman, if you wanted an excuse to feel my arms you could have just asked”

26. The kids (Lucas, Mike, Dustin) are surprisingly close to Robin! Dustin sees her as the best and most logical person to help them through their issues, and Lucas and Mike talk to her like any other member of the party,

Just some nice post s3 bonding stuff

27. When the party start fighting at the table about Lucas in basketball, Gareth tries to butt in and Eddie scolds him and tells him to keep out of it

Hes not against Lucas being in basketball, and tells Dustin to make up with him

DONE!! And heres some things I couldn’t manage to sum up in the same format, and some pages that I think are nice

[augustjoy]

Turn to Stone

Based on the following ask: I'd like a Hotch x reader where reader is a professional dancer please! She gives Hotch tickets to one of the performances she's participating in. Hotch invites the rest of the team and reader gets to show off with a partner dance. I picture reader and her dance partner being like Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers or Ariana Debose and David Alvarez, but if you have another pair in mind that's fine too. – Okay so I used to LOVE SYTYCD and one of my favorite contemporary duets was Melanie and Marko dancing to turn to stone. Travis Wall is an incredible choreographer!!! So that is the dance I am picturing.

Aaron Hotchner x Dancer! Fem Reader

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Not edited - please be kind. Requests are open and feedback is welcome if it's constructive!

Warnings: My blog is 18+, minors DNI, Age gap (non-specified), reader is a professional contemporary dancer, no use of y/n, Fem reader, reader has no physical description (she can however be lifted and participate in a contemporary dance routine), established relationship with Hotch, use of pet names let me know if I missed any!

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“Okay, I have your ticket at will-call, you’re gonna be there right?” You questioned nervously.

“Yes sweetheart I will be there. I have made sure consultations have been sent out and I put in a request to be off tomorrow evening. There shouldn’t be any issues.” Aaron reassured you.

“Okay! Sorry, I’m just nervous. It is a big performance, and I really want you to be there.” You rushed.

“I know, you’ve been working so hard honey, and I wouldn’t miss it.” He confirmed.

You hadn’t told Aaron that you’d actually been chosen for a partner dance with one of the guys in your company. He and you were often partnered up, even within group numbers…and that was mainly because Marko and you had incredible chemistry on stage. The two of you were able to anticipate one another’s movements without words.

You’d been rehearsing every day for weeks, the group routines and your partner routine, practicing again and again until the movements became second nature. Part of the reason you’d put so much pressure on yourself was because your partner dance would be the closing number of the entire performance.

 --

What you didn’t know was that Aaron had also been keeping a secret from you.

He’d gone ahead and invited his whole team to see your dance performance. He’d mentioned to them that it had been coming up and he expressed how proud he was and how hard you’d worked, and that led to Garcia asking if they could tag along. Who was he to say no? This was an opportunity for them to see how amazing you were.

Aaron had seen you on the stage a few times before and every time you managed to take his breath away. He was always in awe of how effortless you made your movements look and it was just incredible to see you following your dreams and expressing them so passionately. You inspired him, and he wanted to share that…to show you off to his team.

--

As the day came and went, your nerves and excitement only grew. This is how it was before every show…you’d feel a teeny tiny bit of anxiety, but your excitement would cloud it every time. You became a dancer because it was who you were, it was in your bones.

That night, Aaron made you a simple dinner of grilled chicken and steamed vegetables. He knew you wouldn’t want to eat anything heavy the night before your performance. You ate while going over the highlights of your day…both omitting the fact that you both were currently holding a secret from the other.

When you two got into bed for the evening, Aaron gently rubbed and stretched your feet and ankles assisting you in working those muscles, keeping them loose and ready for your big show.

Aaron held you close that night, feeling almost giddy about the fact that he’d get to show you off tomorrow.

--

The next morning, Aaron got up and made you tea with honey, he knew you’d be up early to head to the studio.

“Thanks baby.” You whispered.

“Of course.” Aaron kissed you. “I will see you tonight, okay? You are going to be amazing.”

“Thank you Aar. I love you so much!” You hugged him.

“I love you too. Have a good day and break a leg!” He called before heading out the door.

You sipped your tea and packed the things you’d need for the day. You grabbed the lunch that Aaron packed for you – full of healthy snacks and your water bottle – and you left for the day.

Your company did some last-minute costume fittings, and makeup trials. Then they moved into stretches and warmups before shifting into a full-blown dress rehearsal.

The program was organized as such:

Full company contemporary

Men’s jazz

Women’s partner ballet

Elite company ballroom

Women’s Jazz

Couple’s partner salsa

Full company modern

Select company acro

Couple’s partner contemporary (aka your dance)

The dress rehearsal went perfectly, your director only making a few minor changes to ensure there was plenty of time for costume changes. The choreographers pulled a few people aside to give notes and ensure everyone was ready.

Your choreographer, Travis, pulled Marko and you to a studio to have you run your duet again, he wanted to push the both of you to really feel the emotion of the music and the movements. Travis was big on connection and chemistry in his routines, he wanted people to feel the emotion conveyed through your dancing. Once he felt satisfied with your progress he let you guys rest.

--

Aaron walked up to will-call to pick up the tickets, while he was waiting he sent you a quick text.

Hey gorgeous, you are going to be amazing. You inspire me every day with your passion, and I can’t wait to see you on that stage. I love you always. A.

“Hi, I’m picking up for Aaron Hotchner, there should be two orders.”

“Yes, I see there is a single ticket and then a set of six additional tickets.” The clerk confirmed.

“That’s correct.” Aaron nodded.

Aaron took the tickets and distributed them between the members of his team. They all then made their way into the auditorium to take their seats.

--

Aaron’s text gave you an additional wave of confidence to get you through this performance. The whole company was buzzing in anticipation.

The performances passed by in a blur. One after another, running off stage to change and adjust your hair and makeup as needed. Every time you came onto the stage, Aaron would point you out to the team. They couldn’t help but smile and giggle at him…he was just so proud, and it was an infectious feeling.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, thank you all for being here tonight. We have one final performance for you tonight. So please join me in welcoming our final two dancers this evening, performing a contemporary routine, Turn to Stone, choreographed by Travis Wall.

--

When you entered the stage, made up to look like a statue, Aaron was stunned to silence. He couldn’t believe you’d been able to keep this to yourself long enough to surprise him tonight.

The piano began, signaling Marko and you to move. The two of you were in sync, moving as one, beautifully gracing the stage. The crowd roared as you progressed through your routine, Marko lifting and catching you with ease during the lifts, as the music came to crescendo.

Aaron had tears in his eyes as he watched you move. The raw emotion you and Marko emitted with every point of your toe, twirl, lift, you two were telling a story and it was touching each person that sat in the audience before you.

As the song concluded, Marko shifted in close to you and you both froze to mimic statues. Silence filled the room briefly before the crowd erupted in applause…gifting you a standing ovation.

Marko and you took a quick bow before exiting the stage. Heading back to get some of this makeup off before greeting Aaron.

--

You ran towards Aaron, leaping into his arms, squealing in delight. You were on cloud nine, the routine had gone perfectly, and you couldn’t have been happier with the outcome.

“You were incredible. That duet, honey, I-I don’t even know what to say. You were, you just. I’m so proud of you. I love you so much.” Aaron was at a loss for words.

“I love you too! Thank you so much for being here to support me.  I didn’t want you to miss this.” You smiled.

Aaron passed you a bouquet of flowers and gestured towards the BAU team who all stood in awe, watching the exchange between you and their boss. Shock written on their faces, seemingly from his softness regarding you.

“Guys, this is my amazing girlfriend.”

Taglist: @bernelflo @pastelpinkflowerlife @just-moondust

[notbillyshears]

I see you have requested hc requests for a pair of outsiders characters. Dally and Darry please?

Thanks so much for the request :D Dally and Darry it is!

Warnings: Spoilers, Angst towards the end

When Dally first showed up in Tulsa as a scraggly little 13 ¾ year old, Mr. Curtis told Mrs. Curtis and Darry to look out for him. So Darry tried his best to take him under his wing. Dally actually warmed up to him though it took a while. He saw him as an older brother of his own. But he never admitted that out loud since that almost always ended badly for the “older brother” of the situation.

They drifted from each other for some time though because Darry thought Dallas was becoming a bad influence on his brothers. Mainly the time when Dally fell back into the hood he was in New York. So Darry would try his best to keep Pony and Soda away from him (much to Soda’s sadness). After a couple arguments with Dally, Darry told Mrs. Curtis about his concerns. And she changed his point of view on Dally and just about every hood on the east side. It made him realize that Dally was a scared kid who had to toughen up or die. So Darry started to go a little easier on him.

Darry is actually one of the few Dally trusts. They butt heads from time to time but they also know they can lean on each other if really needed. 

Dally tries his best to help out Darry from time to time. The problem is that Dally isn’t exactly the most responsible person. Like he’ll offer to let Pony tag along with him and Johnny so Darry can get some time to do whatever, but that does mean Pony may or may not know how to gamble. Dally’s trying his best, guys.

Darry is one of the few to have heard about Dally’s siblings back in New York. Dallas hasn’t gone into a bunch of detail but most of the gang doesn’t even know Dally had a family. So for example, one afternoon Dally was just hanging out while Darry was sorting through Pony’s report cards and Dally just kinda laughed to himself, “You know, you remind me a lot of Henry.” “Who?” “Oh, nobody… He was my brother, he uh, he tried his best to get us all through schoolin’. But I neva cared much for it.”

One night while the gang was all hanging out, Dally overheard Darry talking to Two-Bit about Paul. Darry just says something like, “I miss him sometimes, but he’s not the same person anymore. I’ve heard some of the nasty stuff he’s said about me and my bro-“ That’s all it took for Dally to go storming out of the house to find Tim and his gang. Paul left his party to discover his brand new wheels missing from his car. Darry woke up in the morning to discover some real nice tires on him and Soda’s car. Dally was honestly ready to just steal Paul’s car altogether but Tim convinced him otherwise.

Before Dally really became a part of the gang, Darry wanted to help him out to find somebody who just matched his vibes. He knew Tim from random parties and from Two-Bit so he was just like “Maybe they’ll get along!”. So he took Dally for a walk and told him about this guy he thinks Dally will like and Dallas was just like “One second.” and pickpocketed a guy who walked by. That guy immediately turned around and started cursing him out and causing a fight to break out between them. Darry just stood there because “Aw crap, that’s Tim!” Darry very much believed he just gave Dally his first enemy. But after fighting they complemented each other’s fighting style and started talking. Darry left them to it and walked off.

Someone in Tim’s gang taught Dally how to drive. Darry heard Dally was learning and was like “Ok! How about you show me what you know!” Dally took hold of that wheel and Darry mentally noted to never drive with him again. Dally has since gotten a bit better but also hasn’t exactly made major improvement.

Darry tried to pick him up before Dally got similar in height to him. Dally immediately started squirming and cursing like an angry chihuahua.

Dally followed Darry and Two-Bit around a lot when he first became a part of the gang. Sure he really connected with Johnny, but it took him a bit. Steve, Soda, and Johnny were a trio that had grown up together and same with Darry and Two-Bit. So Dally was kinda the weird middle ground between them both friend and age wise. Darry and Two were always welcome to have him around but Dally still tried to keep up that cool guy persona. So on the days Darry didn’t have practice, him and Two-Bit would be walking around, chatting and laughing together. Then Dallas would be trailing a couple feet behind them, hands stuffed in his leather jacket just kinda walking along with them.

When Dally died that was the first time in a while since Darry has felt pure rage. Everything in him wanted to throw everything he had at the cops, but he knew that wouldn’t do any good. Instead he had to see Dallas lying cold on the ground. And not in a peaceful way or anything. It tore Darry apart inside to see this kid like this. This kid he has looked out for since he came to Tulsa. This kid his brother had brought into the gang. This kid who followed him and his best friend around for the first couple months. This kid who dealt with so much pain and hurt yet hid it away from his surface, keeping up with his persona. His persona that so desperately wanted to be older than he actually was, the version who could take all that has hit him. And now Darry watches as they drag a white sheet over the body and haul him away. 

[foressfaction]

Welcome to my silly blog

Heya. I’m Toby/Tobias some people can call me Twat I guess. I am fond of the nickname TobyTot too it’s cute. I am an adult and make content here for fandoms. At the moment it’s Creepypasta. I am an artist, writer and cosplayer.

You’ll probably see me post my art, writing and cosplays here. I have other socials too I can list below.

- Tiktok: Foressfaction

- Instagram: foressfactionn/hxtchetsout/t0byb0y

I mainly draw and cosplay mainly from the Slenderverse/Creepypasta universe

I post things like my Toby rewrite, silly little one shot stories of ships or scenarios I am fond of.

I am working on a comic called Dystopia. It’s based on mostly slenderverse

I have an Oc I post here often. Here’s some more on him —> Cross-X info sheet

I am THE Toby enthusiast so expect lots of rambles and art of him. He’s the guy ever.

I’m open for dms and asks if you feel welcome to!

I enjoy the grunge aesthetic and plants, I love many genres of music and art. I do digital art and traditional along with some painting though what I post here will be more digital. I write passionately about my interests and characters. Cats, raccoons and foxes are my current favorite animals. I enjoy orange and green toned things. I like forests and going out into nature when ever I can (and my body let me.) I take photography photos of said forests and trips I take. I enjoy piercings and have a few myself, along with sour flavored things. I absolutely love the smell of lavender and won’t leave the house unless I reak of it (real) I am protective of my friends and partner and will give the world for them. I am in a relationship at the moment.

I love horror movies, Scream being my favorite franchise, followed closely by Jaws and many many shark films and documentaries. I am a film fanatic and will talk during movie theatres…. I aspire to become a film director and make my own stories and bring them to life via film. I love the ocean and sea creatures. SHARKS. I will ramble about sharks and other interests. I tend to speak a lot on certain topics easily even if it was started over something completely different. I can probably talk for hours on voice calls. I play Genshin sometimes and Roblox mainly at the moment. I own a cat and his name is Mr fuggles and another whose name is Nim Nims. I named them both hop off.

I am neurodivergent and need tone tags, I am diagnosed ADHD and Anxiety disorders so be weary of those things. I am not easily offended or set off unless my friends are hurt. I have (at the moment) undiagnosed Autism. I take that very lightly as again I am not medically recognized due to financial problems but I will state it anyways to let people know it’s a possibility.

My favorite current ships at the moment are (they are links)

-Tack/Ticcijack

- Ticciwork

Table of contents for my writing and rants (they are links)

Toby Headcanons

Toby Family Headcanons

Friends one shot

Rewrite link on wattpad

Origin of Cross-x on Quotev

Fatal instinct mini fic

Nails mini fic

Unposted headcanons

[bl0xware]

i just made this haunting realization about doodle world again. why is "the end justifies the means" a genuine reoccurring theme that literally plagues its narrative and characters

i can literally think of so many examples of characters with this sort of mindset and take me out back if im wrong about this but i believe that two have outright said it in dialogue

the first is zavier who has stopped seeing other people as human beings and more as props given that he has the power to reset time and so hes totally okay with killing, justifying it by saying that hes doing it for the greater good because then the world wont be destroyed by somnieres awakening

the second is rebecca, portias mom, who conducted and lead controversial and dangerous experiments for the greater good, even if it meant resulting in her death and leaving her only daughter alone

every single one of the main characters in doodle gang have this sort of mindset too

quincy wants to gain his fathers respect by all means necessary and he doesnt care who he has to put down in order to get it

TJ wants to beat the player and he will do and say anything to get there, as long as it results in the players loss

suzie obviously wants her taste buds back, even if it means betraying someones trust

this doesnt apply to the MC but it does apply to the blue strings and possibly the player. (i've seen a lot of people who genuinely think this way) it doesnt matter that youre taking this random persons autonomy away and forcing them onto a dangerous traumatizing adventure as long as the role that needs to be filled... is... well. filled. and the second doodle war doesnt start

this Absolutely applies to the main antagonist joseph bright too even though we dont know much about his motivations yet

and a surprising amount of other characters you can probably think of for yourself

i feel like this is the main idea that the doodle gang are supposed to be the antithesis of

like, they all came into the key hunt for Some selfish reason

and i find it no coincidence that suzie and then quincy decided to abandon their old ways

and while they're still looking to get something out of it, they decide to tag along with the player mainly for the journey and their friends, without competing

and presumably this will happen to TJ too in a future arc

so im like

pretty sure that doodle world isnt Just about friendship

but doodle worlds main message — as corny as it may be — is specifically, "its about the journey, not the destination"

so the real keys were literally the friends we made along the way

[w0rmm1lk]

Heeeyyy you take requests right??

Bakugou x reader who’s Aizawa’s daughter where it’s reader’s birthday and Bakugou is planning this big surprise for them?? I think it would be super cute loll

sure!

character: Katsuki Bakugo(romantic), Shota Aizawa(Platonic)

reader: Aizawa Fem!child

Summary: bakugo wants to surprise his girlfriend on her birthday— but needs some help. Unfortunately Mina’s help wasn’t enough and he would need to specifically ask aizawa.

warnings: possible ooc, swearing,

other: established relationship, reader is in 1A, takes place during first year.

(I kinda failed at this one I’m so sorry— getting use to writing Fem!reader)

You and bakugo had been dating for about 4 months at this point. It wasn’t that long of a time yet bakugo had already met your parents. Well— that was mainly due to your father being both of your teachers.

bakugo knew your birthday was coming up soon. He would never admit to it but he had multiple reminders on his phone so he wouldn’t forget. It was your first birthday you would spend together while dating… despite that he wanted it to be a birthday for you to remember.

unfortunately for him, you can’t plan a big birthday for someone without help.

“Hey bakugo— what’s with all the staring? It’s kinda creeping me out-“ Denki speaking snapped bakugo out of his thoughts. He sent a glare in his direction. “Shut the hell up dunce face.”

“oooo~ thinkings about Y/N~~?” Minas voice broke through as she sat at the lunch table next to the two. “Tch- as if.” Mina laughed slightly at his response. “On the topic of Y/N, you get her anything for her birthday yet?” Bakugo seemed to freeze up at the question.

“oh my god have you actually not bought anything yet-? That seems weirdly unlike you!” “shut up I- I just want to make sure I buy the right thing.”

“Hmmm~? Then why don’t we help you out later then!” Mine suggested slightly leaning over the table, you could see her eyes sparkle.

“in your dreams! I can do it on my own.” He rolled his eyes, his arms crossed as he was slouched in his seat.

“cmon~~! Just let us tag along!” Mina was leaning so far over the table so her face was right up infront of bakugo. “Cmon man! You should totally let us come with!”

bakugo flinched slightly, he hasn’t even noticed kirishima had sat down beside him. “Ugh fine-! Just shut up already will ya?”

the “searching for a gift for Y/N” didn’t take long to turn into “Mina drags everyone through every store in the damn mall”

the results were— disappointing to say the least.

“ooo-! Let’s get her this necklace!”

“How much money do you think we have?!”

“this shirt is pretty cute-!”

“I’ve seen five seperate people wearing that on the way here- no way.”

“we could just go with the classic chocolates.”

“that’s too basic!”

and so on.

“Damnit— there’s nothing good enough in this shit hole.”

Denki turned to bakugo. “I mean— can we just ask her close friends what she wants? Maybe to get some ideas-?”

“dumbass— we are her close friends. Who the hell are we supposed to ask if none of us have any good ideas?!”

“I mean we could always ask—“

“don’t you dare.”

“cmon man! It’s not like we have much of a choice!”

and this is how bakugo found himself standing outside of the 1A classroom after school had ended. If none of Y/N’s closest friends knew what to buy her— then the next best person to ask was… her dad.

Bakugo hesitated for a moment before knocking on the door. He was met with silence. He rolled his eyes not bothering to knock again as he walked right in.

of course he was met with a yellow sleeping bag on the floor fully zipped up. He let out an annoyed sigh about to leave before he heard the zipper come undone. he looked back to see the sleeping bag nowhere to be found and I aizawa standing in its place.

“what do you need?” Aizawa spoke in his normal monotone yet mildly annoyed voice. “I— I need help with something.”

Aizawa raised an eyebrow, it was unlike bakugo to go to someone for help, especially his teacher. This caused aizawa a small bit of worry but he didn’t show it.

“…with?” Bakugo looked away slightly as if embarrassed to say the next words. “It’s- about Y/N” he could feel aizawa gaze peircing through his skull. Aizawa eyes were glowing a bright red as his hair floated slightly.

“did something happen to her?” Despite asking a question it sounded more like a demand. “No! I just- i Need help with… something….” Aizawa softened his gaze, his hair and eyes returning to normal.

“do you know what kind of things… she likes…?”

“you’ve been dating for how long and you don’t even know what she likes?”

“no-! I- that’s not what I meant! Tch. I mean like— more personal things!”

Bakugo let out an annoyed sigh rolling his eyes. “I don’t even know why I bothered aski—“ “wait.” Bakugo turned back to aizawa. “I have a few things that may be useful.

needless to say— you got basically everything that you could even think of wanting on your birthday, it was a little concerning since you weren’t aware how bakugo learned about all the specific items you wanted, but— you were still happy.

(I am so sorry the end was kinda shit— im so fucking tired lmao)

[xlatrina]

(Pt. II.1) Friends to Lovers HCs w/Homicipher x GN!Reader

Tags: Platonic + Romantic HCs, Friends to Lovers trope for basically every LI, Likely OOC for some LIs*, Mini Scenarios (so HCs are kinda plot-driven), *Multi-Part Series, entirely SFW

Also, changing tenses in some cases + not proofread again... sorry!

*Some of the LIs are likely written OOC (Out Of Character) mainly due to a lack of substantial in-game appearances (at least in my opinion!). 

*Split into multiple parts because I’ve come to realize that these HCs are muuucccchhh too long 😅 BUT!! I’m too lazy to shorten them sooo… YEAH lol

Part I (Big 🙆‍♂️)

Part II (Mr. Chopped 🪓)

Part III (Mr. Crawling 👣)

$$$

Mr. Chopped (First Half/Second Half)

For someone who’s just a head, he gets around!

When you decided to help him out back in that weird room, Mr. Chopped was so elated.

Yes, yes!! Finally, some help!!

He’s been stuck in that room for like… three hours.

Which isn’t that bad, it definitely could’ve been worse, but like… still.

Anywho, point is —he decided from that moment forward that the two of you are friends!

Good friends, at that.

He tells Mr. Silvair this all the time.

“Mystery person help! They help me! They friendly!” He’ll grin from ear to ear, his cheeks squeezing into his eyes.

And Mr. Silvair will just chuckle and say something along the lines of, “Mystery person good? How interesting.”

Mr. Chopped has volunteered you to be one of his closest buddies.

Which means you are now basically his caretaker LMAO

Or at least whenever Mr. Silvair is unavailable somehow.

“Could you carry? Can you help me?”

This’ll become a common request from Mr. Chopped.

Eventually, it goes from asking to demanding.

“You take me! Go there! Yes, yes! That way! Is ok. This place I know good!”

He says that, but you’ve circled the same set of halls like… three times.

It can get a little weary sometimes being Mr. Chopped’s defacto caretaker, but he tries to keep your mood light with his silly banter.

Even though he’s been in the Apartments longer than you, it seems he hasn’t been there as long as others.

He more or less explains this to you over time.

On one of your many adventures through the halls of the apartment complex, the both of you came across a door that led into a stairwell.

It was odd because it kind of just… appeared.

You’ve definitely walked down this hall quite a few times now (no thanks to Mr. Chopped’s fluctuating sense of direction).

When you propose going through the stairwell, Mr. Chopped purses his lips tightly and falls silent for a long time.

Just as you get ready to ask again, he huffs, blowing some loose strands away from his face.

“That way want to go?” He asks. But before you can respond, he follows up with, “That ok. If there to go you want, that ok. But I not know that place…”

Ah…

Well! If nothing else, you can’t say Mr. Chopped isn’t adventurous!

Being friends with Mr. Chopped means you get to see all of his cute little expressions.

He always has an exaggerated reaction to everything!

Walking through the stairwell, for example, one of the lights flickered, and just as it went completely black for a second, there was a quiet whisper. When the lights came back on, the whisper bounced through the area, lifting up toward wherever the stairs led to…

When that happened, Mr. Chopped immediately asked, “What you say? I not hear good.”

“I didn’t say anything,” you said. Mr. Chopped seems confused by your response, and to the best of your ability, you repeat yourself in his language. 

“You say you not make sound?” He asks sharply, his voice thundering through the stairwell.

You jump in surprise, jostling him (much to his mild annoyance and discomfort).

“No, no make sound,” You said. “Do you make sound?”

“No! No make sound!” Mr. Chopped yells. Small tears gather in the corners of his eyes, and he squeezes them shut as a deep frown seeps into his face.

“Leave here together! Me scared! This place not safe!”

Safe to say you booked the both of you out of there as soon as you could.

It isn’t too long after that, though, that the two of you finally find yourself in the familiar hall leading to the basement. There, you two find Mr. Silvair just as he’s about to enter the room, and noticing your approaching figure at the top of the stairs, Mr. Silvair smiles warmly.

He lets you and Mr. Chopped in first, and it’s then that you both begin to tell Mr. Silvair about y’all’s odd experience.

Though, Mr. Chopped did more of the talking…

So much more of the talking, lol.

At some point, you and Mr. Silvair find yourselves sitting on the couch, and Mr. Chopped nestles into the space between you two.

He just continues to babble on and on and on about the somewhat scary adventure you both had, and you and Mr. Silvair patiently listen.

Sometimes, you wonder who can yap more —Mr. Chopped or Mr. Crawling?

That being said, Mr. Chopped likely develops feelings for you after just being in your presence for long enough.

He greatly appreciates you helping him maneuver through the Apartments, and he knows Mr. Silvair appreciates your help, too.

These days, Mr. Chopped finds himself talking with both Mr. Silvair and you!

And soon, there are many moments more when Mr. Chopped finds himself talking with you alone.

You’re just so fun to talk to, he feels like he can talk to you about anything!

Continue? -> Second Half

[Part I (Mr. Big 🙆‍♂️) | Part II (Mr. Chopped 🪓, First Half/Second Half), Part III (Mr. Crawling 👣)]

[maochira]

hello everything is fine? I saw that requests are open and I would like to know if you can write paternal headcanons with (noa, lavinho, snuffy and chris) with the reader who is the only girl in blue lock? (does the fem reader have a calm, balanced and analytical personality?) Thank you in advance.

Hi! I only write fem!reader if reader is a lesbian, so...

Tags: fem!lesbian!reader, dad!character, something with periods (not reader getting it), I didn't exactly stick to reader's personality like in the request I'm sorry, I got very carried away with this one

Additional characters: non-binary!afab!Kurona and Isagi (Bastard München), transmasc!Chigiri and transmasc!Reo (Manshine City), non-binary!amab!Bachira and Otoya (Barcha), transfem!Aryu and transmasc!Sendou (Ubers)

Dad!Noa + non-binary!Kurona and Isagi

Because Noa and Ego know each other, you got to join Blue Lock right at the start of the second selection. You never bothered to hide the fact that you're a girl. In the beginning, your fellow players were confused but at the end of the day, they really didn't care since all they wanted was to become the best striker. They only saw you as another obstacle to overcome. Because of your gender, they figured you'd be easier to beat than the other guys. But they were very, very wrong.

Nobody expected you to win the second selection, where you ended up in a clearing team with Shidou, Igaguri, Reo and Kurona. You and Kurona became great friends quickly, as the two of you were able to bond by sharing experiences from growing up being treated as a girl, which all of the other boys in Blue Lock could never relate to. And now in the Neo Egoist League, together with Isagi you've become an unstoppable trio that's constantly talked about on social media as "Kaiser's and Ness' biggest rivals."

In the first few weeks of your participation in Blue Lock, Noa was very unsure if he made the right choice by letting you go there. Of course, he gave you the choice, but he had the final say. He was mainly concerned about what Ego's approach to soccer might do to you, and he was worried that that might make you lose your passion for soccer. The moment your father got to see you again in the Neo Egoist League, he realized his worry was unnecessary because your new, egotistical approach to soccer didn't end up changing anything about the you he knew before.

Dad!Chris + transmasc!Chigiri and transmasc!Reo

You came along when your father travelled to Japan, but participating in the Neo Egoist League wasn't your original plan. But during your first conversation with Ego, he mentioned even though you play for a girl's team back at home, he thinks highly of your skills and would like you to participate.

Although, you found yourself regretting that decision very soon. Only being surrounded by boys you didn't know made you uncomfortable. Combined with your rather shy personality, that led to you never talking to anyone outside of soccer training and matches.

Despite Chris' attempts to get you to befriend any of your new teammates, you preferred to stay in your room whenever you could. That changed when one evening, you heard a knock on the door to your room. When you opened it, you were met with Chigiri and Reo awkwardly asking for a pad because Reo got his period. You were confused for a moment before the dots in your head connected and you realized Reo must be assigned female at birth. You didn't waste any time and quickly brought Reo an extra pack of pads. To avoid any uncomfortable silence, Chigiri laughed a bit and mentioned he would have given Reo a pad, but he only had tampons left and Reo was uncomfortable with those.

You started complaining and joking about your period as well, which quickly led to the three of you becoming friends. Even though you were so intimidated by everyone around you when it came to any interactions outside the field, this situation broke the ice and finally made you comfortable with at least two of your teammates.

Dad!Lavinho + non-binary!Bachira and Otoya

Lavinho took you along to Japan without even mentioning the reason. No matter how many times you asked, he would always respond by saying it'll be a surprise.

And a surprise it was. You were overjoyed when you found yourself in the Blue Lock building. You had previously seen the Blue Lock Eleven vs U-20 match and were impressed by their skills.

Unlike your father, you weren't a soccer player. You had always aspired to become a coach, though. Lavinho promised that he would let you take over as a coach in the Neo Egoist League, and that he would simply stay at your side to make sure everything was going alright and occasionally give you advice.

You and Bachira became best friends the moment you looked at each other for the first time. It was like platonic love at first sight. And as Bachira's best friend, you would spend all your free time with them, playing soccer together, despite your miserable skills on the field, and talking about anything on your mind.

Occasionally Otoya would attempt to flirt with you, despite your frequent reminders that you're only into girls. At some point, it became a running joke within the team and everyone would start flirting with Otoya, quoting the exact things he said to you.

Dad!Snuffy + transfem!Aryu and transmasc!Sendou

Being in the Ubers team is like being at a big family reunion. Just without the awkward questions about what you plan to do in your future and everything else relatives like to ask. All the dynamics within the team resemble some sort of typical family stereotype.

The dynamic between you and Aryu is the one of an older sister teaching her younger sister all sorts of things about clothes, make-up and talking about dating. Although, the roles of who's the younger and who's the older one keeps changing all the time. Sometimes it's you giving Aryu dating advice, sometimes it's her teaching you how to use make-up properly. The two of you frequently have what you would call "girls night" and stay up way too long.

Despite Sendou being a little older than you, you've become like an older sister figure to him. Sendou often gets insecure about his body, and you're always there to comfort him. With you and Aryu as the only other girls around, you've become his safe space.

Before coming to Blue Lock, Snuffy was worried about how you might handle the new environment and how it could influence you negatively. But now he's more than happy to see how well you get along with everyone.

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random miguel thingy

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miguel o'hara x male reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, slightly hangry miguel, confused spider-teens(miles, gwen, pavitr, hobie), hobie being hobie

Warnings/notes: this is like my first actual fic... i'm not really a writer so sorry if it’s not good ( ; ω ; ) it might be out of character

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It is no secret to any Spider in the Spider Society that you and Miguel are in a relationship, even if you aren’t very loud about it. The other Spiders just know better than to ask much about it, mainly because Miguel can be intimidating as hell as the leader and protector of the “Arachno-Humanoid Poly-Multiverse”. 

The two of you are rarely ever separated at headquarters, so when Miles, Gwen, Hobie, and Pavitr entered Miguel’s “office” looking for you and you weren’t present, they figured something was off. You were much easier to get along with than Miguel, and you kept him calmer. They often would talk to him when you were around so you could interfere if he ever started getting too frustrated with them. 

The four Spiders just stood there glancing at one another for a while, not exactly sure what to do. Miguel was up on his platform, his muscular back facing them. He was surveying and swiping through glowing orange screens that displayed different universes and saved memories. They assumed he was ignoring their presence until he mumbled something to LYLA and the floating platform began to descend, slowly… as it always did. Miguel sure loved being dramatic. Once he was finally at ground level with the teens, he turned around, placed his hands on his hips, and walked over to them.

Hobie is the first one to break the slightly uncomfortable silence, as he’s the only one of the four younger Spiders not terrified of Miguel. “‘Ey, bossman. Where’s your boyfriend at?” He asks nonchalantly, his hands in his pockets. He looks around as if checking to see if you’re hiding somewhere. Miguel raises an eyebrow.

“Him and I are no longer dating. Do you need something?” Miguel replies, sounding annoyed. The teens stare at him with widened eyes. That was definitely not the answer that they were expecting. Miles, Gwen, and Pavitr all start talking at the same time.

“Why? That doesn’t make any sense!”

“Wait, what? Did something happen?”

“But you two are perfect for each other!”

No response from Miguel, although the corner of his lips twitch upwards for a second at Pavitr’s words. The change in expression is so subtle that they all miss it. He continues to stare down at them and sighs. 

“Do you need something?” He repeats, seeming more irritated. The teens all glance at each other, worried they did something wrong to upset him. Gwen opens her mouth to respond but stops when everyone senses someone coming behind them. 

You swing into Miguel’s “office”, carrying what looks like a bag of food. All eyes are now on you. You gracefully land right next to Miguel and hand him the takeout bag, which he gratefully accepts. “Thank you, mi vida.” He whispers before partially lifting your mask and quickly kissing your cheek, making you smile. He then walks away to place the bag on the platform. This interaction between the two of you only makes the younger Spiders even more lost. You fully remove your mask and turn your attention to the teens.

“Hey, everyone!” You greet them, smiling and giving a small wave. You notice their puzzled faces. “Everything alright? Miguel wasn’t getting hangry on you, was he?” You ask, half joking. The teens look at each other again as he returns to your side. That must have been the reason why he seemed annoyed earlier… but that didn’t explain what he said.

“He told us you guys split up.” Gwen blurted out, looking back and forth between you and Miguel. You furrow your brow in confusion and look at him. He sees your expression and his eyes slightly widen.

“No, I didn’t say we broke up. I told them we were no longer dating.” He quickly explains, as if trying to reassure you. Hobie's eyebrow raises and realizes what he’s implying. However, the other Spiders still don’t catch on. 

“That’s basically the same thing!” Miles argues, Pavitr and Gwen nodding their heads in agreement. You cover your mouth and try your best not to laugh. Your attempt fails and they notice. “Hey, what’s so funny…?” Miles questions.

“Miguel, that’s a horrible way of telling them we’re married.” You say, staring at your husband. He just gives you a small, sheepish smile. The others look at you two in disbelief for a few seconds. They start questioning you, suspicious that you’re pulling some kind of prank on them. You chuckle before gently grabbing Miguel’s hand. “Show them.” You request, holding out his hand for the other Spiders to see.

Miguel then disintegrates the glove on his left hand, revealing a silver wedding band on his ring finger. “I would show you mine as well, but I’d have to take off my whole suit.” You add. The teens all lean forward and gawk at the ring, too flabbergasted to say anything for a while. 

“You’re terrible at communication, mate. But it’s a very nice ring.” Hobie finally comments, pulling away and nodding his head. Pavitr gushes over the fact that you two are husbands and brings up his lovely girlfriend, Gayatri. He starts daydreaming out loud about the day they get married. 

Eventually the teens calm down, and they stop staring at the band on Miguel’s finger. However, they are left astonished one last time when they look up and see the genuine grin on your husband’s face as he stares at his ring.