#and her hair bein played w

[wildlcck]

no bc sadie really is so very cat coded

[lewisvinga]

L.O.V.E | alex albon x fem! reader x lily muni he

summary; no matter how many times they try to send hints, y/n couldn’t understand alex and lily’s advanced until a certain pair of brits decided to help their friends out

fc; znefer_ on ig

warnings; cursing

taglist; @namgification @louvrepool @locelscs @thehufflepuffavenger1 @minkyungseokie @goldenmclaren @ollieshifts @lavisenri

note; requested !

masterlist !

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yourusername: in my pilates princess era 🩰🌷

username: here before alex and lily simp over y/n

username: their comments are the highlight of my day tbh

alex_albon: you’re the prettiest princess💗

yourusername: why thank u albono🫶🫶

username: girl….

lilymhe: wow😍😍😍😍😍

yourusername: lilssss💖💖

username: she probably just thinks lily is just simply complimenting her omg bless her 😭😭😭😭

username: ugh she’s gorgeous no wonder lily and alex r obsessed w her😩

username: pilates girlies>>>>

username: the headband + straight hair combo rlly eats

username: I LOVE U Y/N

carmenmmundt: take me to pilates w you next time!!

yourusername: lmk when you’re freeeee

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yourusername: g’morning 🤎

alex_albon: good morning, how’d u sleep pretty girl🥰

yourusername: amazing! thank u for asking alexxxx💗💗

username: he’s DOWN BAD LMAOO

lilymhe: bed must’ve been pretty cold, bet i know a few people who can warm it up😁

yourusername: surprisingly cats emit a lot of body heat!!😅😅

username: y/n not taking the hint, fork found in kitchen

username: the hair is HAIRING

username: im in tears alex and lily try soooo hard😭😭😭😭

username: isn’t it weird that they both like y/n?

username: who gaf as long as it makes them happy 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

username: the hair😍😍

username: she’s so pretty i rlly understand why alex n lily are so obsessed 😩

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yourusername: i finally got the hint ??!!

tagged; alex_albon, lilymhe

lilymhe: hey pretty girl ur alllll ours now😁🤭

yourusername: alllll yours 💗 luv u

lilymhe: LUV U MY PRETTY GIRL😩😩💗💗💗💓🧡❤️💙🤎💕💕💖💖❤️❣️💜🩶

username: i think she broke lily

username: LMAOOO LILY😭😭😭

alex_albon: don’t know how many ‘you’re such a good friend!’ i could handle before going crazy, doesn’t matter now bc now we have you😌❤️❤️

yourusername: i would like to sincerely apologize for bein so slow😞😞 but at least u both have me :p ! 💓💓

username: finally she admits she was being slow i thought us talking abt their crushes in her comments was enough for her to get the hint 😭😭

username: OMG FINALLYYY

username: lily and alex’s patience fr worked

username: ugh they’re all so fine

username: it only took you months babe !!!

georgerussell63: uhm EXCUSE ME???

landonorris: ikr😒😒😒😒

yourusername: thank u guys for making me realize the truth😁

alex_albon: i can’t believe these dumbasses fr did it

lilymhe: THANK U BOTH

landonorris: fuck u alex_albon WE PLAYED CUPID FOR YOU

username: not lando and george helping 😭

username: my 2019 rookies ❤️‍🩹

username: george and lando are so sassy LMAOO

[backwzzds]

what about a sequel to the plug!zoro cheating on you w/ his girl? he broke up with her. some time goes by and zoro & y/n are at a kick back, getting a little frisky with each other and boom she just shows up.

no because you two would be at some barbecue held in franky’s massive backyard. of course the party animal had to have a pool, so you and the girls were dressed in small fitting bikinis. franky of course couldn’t keep his eyes off robin in her violet colored two piece, and nami sported an orange bikini top that was entirely too small for her tits with small shorts. yours was an olive green color working so well with your undertones, you didn’t even realized that it was damn near similar to zoro’s hair color till people pointed it out.

zoro was sitting against a beach chair with his back to the seat as he smoked on a backwood with you perched into his lap. he proudly took turns betweeen taking a pull of his weed and kissing you on the lips, the two of you sharing the routine for the last few hours.

“zoro get in the pool! it’s nice, haha!” luffy giggled excitedly. “we’re playing tag!”

zoro couldn’t help but roll his eyes at his childish best friend. “i’m good, thanks.” he gestured to his lit wood. with a look up to you, he saw you scrolling through your phone as you rested your side against his body. “y’wanna go in the pool mama?”

you shake your head. “got wet for the day already,” you reply, but do a double take when you see zoro smirk at you.

with a large hand gripping the flesh of your fatty ass, he teased, “yeah? when?”

you kissed your teeth and slapped his chest. “stop bein’ nasty you perv. ‘m finna call the cops.” zoro laughs at your threat before taking another pull of his wood.

“yeah, whatever you say, baby.”

you two end up spending the next few minutes making out, without a care in the world. zoro and your entire friend group didn’t bat an eyelash at the fact that you two were together. zoro had finally broken up with his girlfriend, but he was sure that it wasn’t the case on her end. she was delusional, worse than you.

you spend time in the boy’s arms, getting a whiff of his day old cologne and masculine musk as you two watch videos on your phone. the giggles and laughterspread amongst your friends had stopped and was replaced by numerous yells.

your own friends had joined the party just hours ago, your closest friend armani somewhere in the corner making out with nami. but when you heard armani’s familar loud voice from across the pool, that was when you grew concerned.

suddenly, a familiar figure storms their way over to your direction. “hey, you’re like trespassing on private property bro!” franky yelled as he tried to chase after the girl. within thirty seconds, zoro’s girlfriend—or as he says, ex— is in front of you.

she gives you one look before letting out a laugh. “of course. i knew you’d be fucking with her.”

zoro furrowed his eyebrows. “the fuck did you find me?”

the red girl points to her phone angrily. i fucking tracked your car and phone here!”

“ooh, damn,” you hear usopp turn and pretend to mind his business. but from his side eye and the corner of his long nose, you could tell he was still being nosy. by now, the entire party was.

“you fucking tracked me? are you insane?” zoro delicately lifts you up to place you next to him on the seat so he could properly sit up. “we’re not fucking together no more!”

“that’s not fair, zoro!” his ex cried. “you did that shit out of nowhere, i think i deserve some sort of explanation!”

standing up, you try to mediate the situation. “girl, i think y’all should step inside so no one hears—“

“i don’t owe you a fuckin’ explanation!” zoro exclaims from behind you.

“fuck you, you whore!” the girl points at you. “you’ve been fucking my boyfriend from the start, you dirty bitch!”

now you grow angry. “i’ve been fucking ‘your boyfriend’ since we were sixteen,” is all you say, knowing that would get under her skin. it was true though, zoro’s always wanted you, even before he started selling. you just never cared to give his ass the time of day mostly. “and you met him when, two years ago? please lil girl.”

zoro’s ex scoffs. “yeah okay, home wrecking whore—“

“you sure? i coulda sworn it was a section 8 apartment with the way you’re always up on niggas that’s not him!”

you wouldn’t even call your relationship with zoro homewrecking, not when you had him first and have been on and off with him since you both were teenagers. you just never anticipated that the little fling he had with the girl woulf have turned into something at the very least semi-serious. besides, you’d never fucked zoro when he was in a committed relationship with his then girlfriend at the time. out of simple respect for her, you had stepped back from him and whatever he had going on with her until he assured you that he was done with her and only wanted you.

“don’t get me started bitch before i hurt your feelings,” you threatened, giving the shorter girl a hard look.

zoro’s ex rolls her eyes. “yeah? you think he wants you when he’s coming home to me every other night?”

now you were on ten. “you gotta get a refund on that tracker baby cuz it aint telling the truth. not when the nigga live at my house. you check behind his ear lately? who name on that shit?”

color drains from the girl’s face as she watches zoro look at her with blank eyes. low and behold was your name in a beautiful script font, right behind his ear. his favorite spot he loved for you to kiss.

“you’re insane as fuck. you tried to track this nigga, trap this nigga, thinking a baby gon make him stay. he doesn’t fucking want you!” you scream. you were never this mean. but she was testing your nerves, and you had to show her you didn’t even play like that. “now you just got embarrassed. right after i told you to go inside with him on that bullshit.”

zoro’s ex makes a move to plunge towards you, but zoro successfully catches her in his strong grasp. “let me go!” the girl screams, attemtpinf to lunge at you. you mirror her actions, only to be held back by franky’s own strong grip.

“zee, take your bitch outside before i beat her ass bro!” you heathe, glaring at the girl who was matching your expression. even he couldn’t contain your anger at the moment. it was good franky was holding you back. zoro does as told and practically hauls his ex out the backyard on his shoulder. from a distance, you can see her calm down and melt into his embrace.

“that was some crazy shit,” usopp breathed out.

as if on cue, luffu exits the house with a big BBQ chicken leg in his hand, food stuffed in his mouth. “what the hell happened?”

[twsted-time]

Overblot bois vs dirty songs

How will the overblot bois react to their girlfriend listening (and dancing to dirty songs from her world.

CW: face fucking on Leona’s part. Established relationships. Mention of malleus having two cocks

Riddle:

Song: hips don’t lie

Face turns red immediately

You can’t tell if his embarrassed or angry

Collars you for being immoral (if you are in public)

If not he just scolds you for listening to such things.

Would forbid you to listen to them again.

“W-Why are you listening to something like that!?” He stuttered. “It’s a song from my world.” You whined. “A-Are all songs from your world this… dirty…” he trailed off. You shook your head. “No but there are worse out there.”

Leona

Song:MONTERO

Wonders why you woke him up.

When he sees how you are dancing to the song as well as listening to the lyrics he decides to just watch you.

Till you make a motion to the lyrics “Shot a child in your mouth while I’m riding”

Suddenly you don’t even to get finish the song as you are pushed to your knees with Leona infront of you.

You can barely breathe with the rough pass Leona had set thrusting into your throat. “Hah.. if you wanted to swallow my cum herbivore. You could hav said so. “ he panted out as his hands gripped your hair.

Azul:

Song: Daisy (don’t ask I wanna save some of the others for later)

Is appalled by how vulgar the song starts.

Then is also a bit put off by. How much the song curses.

Till it starts “I’m crazy but you like that. I bite back, daisies on your night stand”

He can’t help but watch how your hips move.

Is very glad you two are the only ones in the vip room

“My pearl must you move like that?” He asked trying not to look up at you by fake focusing on his contracts. You smile and wink at him before just continuing to dance. Managing to catch his gaze every now and then with a huge blush on his face.

Jamil

Song: candy shop

Is horrified at first

But his eyes can’t help but drift to your hips

Kinda realize the lyrics aren’t about candy

Try not to get too sexual with the song.

Right as you bend over hand over your pussy when the female voice goes ‘keep going till you hit the spot’ you feel his hand on your back. “My desert flower… I would very much appreciate it if you didn’t do that. You try to stand up but his hand is pushing on your back. “Jamil…” you could hear him groan a bit. Then you knew you were in for a long night.

Vil

Song: unholy

Shakes his head.

Can’t help but watch you through the mirror of his vanity.

Curses under his breath in German tho mostly can hide how you are effecting him.

Till you drop down and back up hands lifting up your hair. Fluffing up and push out your hips.

You find yourself pinned to his bed. “V-Vil?” You call out his name. “Du bist ein ungezogenes Mädchen... hoffen wir, dass deine Beine halten können” your lover spoke in his native tongue. Your eyes widened as he said. You knew exactly what you were in for that night.

Idia

Song: S&M

He was trying to play his game why must you distract him.

His hair turning pink gave him away to tell you what you wer doing was working.

Had to turn his mic off.

Ultimately ended up losing turning his chair around right on time to see you bent over ass facing him as you slowly begain to rise up.

Idia got up from. Having an unknown burst of what you could could call. Brat taming energy. Suddenly getting knocked off your feet with your usually shy boyfriend on top of you. “Y/N… I hope you are prepared to face the consequences for making me lose that match.” The night was filled with edging and overstimulation. Crying out that it was too much, but him telling you that you could take it.

Malleus

Song: spiritual healing

When he first hears the name he doesn’t think much I’ve it.

When the real song starts he looks confused then he watches your movements.

At “the way she suck my soul I need some spiritual healing.” He watched how your hips moved.

Malleus placed his hands on your hips and you could feel his hard cocks against your thigh. “Child of man. You should know better then to rile me up like that…” Your eye widened. “Safe word?” He asked. “Strawberry” he nodded. “Good” and that was the last thing you remember

[heartsforvin]

pls do a fluff where the reader pranks vinnie, like is about to leave for the store evertime he kisses the reader she just wipes it off. and in the end vinnie just stays home and cuddle w herr

STOLEN KISSES

thank you for the request ! i hope you like it <33

pairing; vinnie hacker x fem!reader

warnings; vin bein sad you don’t wanna give him affection, cussing, fluff <33

summary; vinnie just wants to give you kisses before he goes out, but you decide to mess with him and wipe them away

sitting on his bed with hera in your lap, you see vinnie make his way into his room. smiling, you greet him before he walks into his closet.

“what are your plans today?” you ask, not knowing if his schedule is booked full or not.

vinnie peaks his head out to look at you, you can see his bare tattooed chest, which makes you blush.

“gotta run to the store, i’ll be back in a bit,” he says, going back into the closet to put on a shirt.

he walks out and you can’t help but smile. you lift hera up in the air so vinnie can kiss her head, placing her gently on the bed after he does.

vinnie leans in to kiss you but once the two of you do, you immediately wipe it away, making him furrow his brows.

he leans in again and kisses you with more passion this time, wondering if that was your issue.

once you wipe your lips again he realizes it wasn’t. he goes in again, thinking a third times a charm, right?

obviously you would pull away if you didn’t want to kiss him, right? or you’d tell him you didn’t want to. so why are you wiping them away?

“baby, are you feelin’ okay?” he asks, stroking your cheek softly.

you lean into his touch. “yeah, why?” you ask, trying to play cool.

you can tell he knows something is up with you, but you try to play it off as best you can.

“do you not want to kiss me?” he questions. completely ignoring your previous one.

you stand up and walk to his bathroom, vinnie stands where he’s been for the past two minutes and then sees you come out.

“come on, i gotta go before it gets dark. if you don’t want to kiss me that’s fine, but don’t wipe them away.” he explains.

it wasn’t too early in the day but it wasn’t too late either. nighttime however, would be here before they knew it and vinnie didn’t want to be out too late.

you could tell he was getting either mad or sad, you hated when he was either, you never wanted to see him like that, especially if you were the cause.

not wanting to push your boundaries if you didn’t want a proper kiss, vinnie kissed your cheek, thinking that it would’ve fine.

you wiped that off too, but with a smile on your face.

vinnie furrowed his brows. “you fuckin’ with me, aren’t you?” he asks, and he can’t help but smile when he hears you giggle.

he grabs you by the waist and pulls you into him, the two of you falling on to the bed in a fit of laughter.

“the store can wait, gimme a kiss for all the ones you wiped off.” he said, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

you smiled as you leaned in, giving him a passionate kiss from all the ones you stole away from him.

“i love you, sweetheart.” vinnie whispers, planting a quick kiss to your forehead.

snuggling into him, you breathe in his cologne, feeling so safe with him.

“i love you too, vin. sorry for messing with you.” you reply, looking up at him with a goofy smile.

he laughs. “it’s okay, i should’ve known it was a prank, you never don’t want to kiss me.” he tells you with a smirk.

he knows that’s one hundred percent true, but he is the same way.

hera comes back on the bed, snuggling into you and vinnie. the blonde kisses the cat’s head and then kisses you.

the three of you spend the rest of the night cuddled up together in the warmth of vinnies bed.

this one’s a bit shorter (i think ???) but i hope you liked it !! thank you again for the request, it was so cute <3

also, i have another headcanon post coming out most likely today but if not, def tomorrow so look out for that !!

[f10werfae]

Can you give us an example of Henry giving the twins the stink eye and them running to their Momma and her defending them? I love this sweet little family and your writing.

“Iris off now please, that’s not a plaything” Henry sighed seeing his daughter playing around in his workshop.

“But it is dada, it’s a horsey, p-plus all your tools are gone” Iris replied back sassily rocking back and forth on the wooden horse she had asked her daddy to make her, she had him wrapped around her baby finger. “Iris, don’t answer back, now pop off back inside please and behave yourself” At the sound of her daddy’s harsh stern tone, her lips tightened and chin creased. “F-fine don’t want horsey anyway”

“Good cause bad girls don’t get horseys” As soon as she heard her daddy call her a bad girl she knew exactly what to do, she knew her daddy’s weakness. “M-momma” Iris cried out with tears at the corner of her eyes, running towards the living room she saw her brother Beau playing with Marly on the couch as Y/n combed his hair lovingly; their new sibling housed comfortable in her stomach.

When Y/n saw her teary baby her face immediately fell into a pout, “W-what’s wrong Iris baby” Y/n cooed opening her arms and letting her baby fall into her chest, kisses being peppered onto her head. “P-papa was bein’ a meanie and no say sorry” She said through hiccups, Y/n’s eyebrows furrowing as her eyes landed on her husband who walked in with one hand scuffing his beard.

“H-Hen? What d-do ya have to say for yourself?” Y/n scolded with a pout still playing on her lips, Iris hugging her momma’s neck as she gave Henry a face (all of a sudden her tears had stopped and baby Iris had a glorious smirk on her face)

“You little-“

“H-Hen stop it! She’s our b-baby and you were bein’ mean!”

“Baby bun she was playin’ about on the horse-“

“That’s what t-the horse is for no?” Y/n said fiercely, knowing she was going to win this argument, she won every argument. “You’re right baby i’m sorry, I’m sorry to my other baby too” Henry sighed bending over and plucking Iris into his arms before whispering into his daughter’s ear, “You smart little rat, i’ll get you for that”

“Sure you will papa!” She smiled wiggling out of his arms and running towards her playroom with Beau not long following her. “Do I gotta make it up to you too huh?” Henry whispered slotting himself beside Y/n on the sofa, his arm tucking her into his side; his other hand smoothing over her growing stomach. “I know how you can daddy”

[pumpkinsy0]

this post is about the shepards having autism/being on the spectrum, strap in,,,

btw to b clear, they all got some other stuff goin on w em mentally, but im focusing on them bein autistic rn, im a bit rusty when it comes to talking about them w autism bc i havent talked about it in so long, I HOPE THIS ALL MADE SENSE

tim- the same way ppl see darry as being autistic is how i feel w tim, its not much of a difference honestly, so ion have much to say. he comes off as cold but he’s rlly not, he’s blunt and that makes him come off as rude to a ton of ppl and so therefore unapproachable, generally prefers to be alone minus like a few ppl (those ppl being angela and curly, and hes kinda had to grow to get used to pony being around a bit). he kinda has a monotone voice. he does have a same routine generally speaking and HATES when it gets fucked up somehow, he gets pretty agitated. his special interest is maybe like, space or somethin like that, but he seems pretty casual about it so ppl dont exactly understand that its literally a special interest, if that makes sense. he can notice patterns n small things other ppl wouldnt. i could see him having synesthesia and pain insensitivity, thats part of the reason y ppl think hes so tough in fights, they think hes just so used to fights he cant rlly get hurt like others can but no, he genuinely just doesnt react to pain stimuli that much 

curly- hes the one out of all three of em where i actually have him more fleshed out😭

he does stim, however its things that r deemed as more “normal” to do in front of others like bouncing his leg, tapping something, etc etc, but i will tell u a good chink of his stiff is chewed bc he just “felt like biting something”. he doesnt know the volume of his own voice and that gets him into a bit of trouble, sometimes hes rude genuinely without even meaning to and he things thats just bc hes a shepard, he has his moments where he takes shit literally or just doesnt get social rules. honestly i could see him being either a lil too clingy physically or him hating being touched by others, maybe hes a mix of both. he also has pain insensitivity and like i said, ppl think its bc hes gotten into so many fights, he just doesnt feel that pain no more, but nope, genuinely registers pain differently BUT if u want him to be hypersensitive to touch, i will tell u that he is tender headed so tim always has trouble braiding his hair especially when he was younger. this is like more modern day ish hc of him but ik he would be repeating words/phrases over and over (its called echolalia i think). doesnt rlly make eye contact a while bunch, its not bc hes nervous or it makes him uncomfortable tho its just like, a thing he does idk how to explain it. hes autistic but if u literally just got this nigga someone to get a look at him it becomes pretty obvious hes autistic, hes literally not even masking, if u had someone u hc to be autistic and they looked at him on his day to day life theyre def goin “hmm,,,”. hes def gotten into a fight bc he was overstimulated lmao

his special interest can b bugs or horror movie or something along those lines

angela- my girl angela,,,,shes the one masking thee HARDEST i just know it, ppl would deny shes autistic the most bc they dont understand autism in women, they would just say “shes just being a normal girl”, and i cant explain it bc we would b here for a while, but i will tell u she would show an obvious sign of being autistic and it gets written off bc ppl just see that as her being girly. ANYWAYS, shes hypersensitive (which means shes a bit tender headed, save my black girl), she gets annoyed by minor changes, has trouble making friends and this is for a multitude of reasons but her being autistic is one of em, has less obvious stims, she mostly plays w her hair, her special interest is more “socially accepted for a girl” and so ppl dont even see that as being her special interest which leads to her being undiagnosed, lowkey imitates other ppls hand gestures, and i have other ideas for her but i need to wrap this up this is becoming an essay😭😭

ANYWAYS they r undiagnosed bc they 1) dont have the resources to get tested lmao 2) they r black and black ppl tend to get misdiagnosed w something else bc they r so underrepresented  and 3) they r immigrants and immigrant parents dont rlly believe in having mental issues lmfao 4) they arent the “textbook outlook” of autism

[princesspastel8]

Chapter 31

Third POV

Eboni stands near her bed, only dressed in Jeff's white hoodie. The killer, on the other hand, remains shirtless and in a pair of black skinny jeans. He's sitting on the edge of her bed pissed out of his mind. Not only did his girl knee him, but her shitty friends are a bunch of cockblockers.

Jeff bounces his leg, trying his best to cool down for Eboni's sake. Wait- scratch that, the teen will be getting a huge punishment once he's given a chance. Currently, everyone is staring at one another, Jeff's eyes mostly train on how good Eboni looks in his hoodie. He'd make sure to have her wear it more often.

"So let me get this shit straight- ya' two just been fuckin' each other for fun? So like yall a thing now or?" Taylor questions, her lip quirk upward in disgust.

The two never spoke about dating. That isn't their thing. They don't need it to be their thing. Eboni knows how Jeff is and how he struggles to voice his emotions. Though she wouldn't mind them placing a label on what they have, but she respects Jeff enough to not bring the topic up in conversation anymore.

"No. We're just fuck buddies. Nothing more, nothing less." She shrugs, placing her hands on her hips.

Jeff looks up at her, tilting his head. He doesn't like the way his heart clenches at her words. Sure, that's what they are - that's what he wants them to remain. But hearing it out loud, from Eboni, pisses him off - but he chooses to stay quiet, watching how all of this will play out.

"Tch, be right back." He said, walking to Eboni's bathroom and begins washing his hands and splashing cold water on his face in jopes to calm his raging nerves.

"Mk...we'll get back ta' that topic lata'. You gotta loooota' shit to explain, though! Going MIA on us while news keeps breakin' on Red Rida' gangs bein' killed left and righ'!"

The teen shrugs, moving to her dresser, and grabs a rubberband to tie her afro into a puff. "Don't know what you're talking about."

"Like hell ya' do!" Taylor argues, storming over and pushing her slightly. "Any idea the shit I keep gettin'!?"

The force of the push makes Eboni stubble a bit but isn't enough to knock her over. Eboni side eyes Taylor, going back to paying attention to her hair. "And? Your shit has nothing to do with me."

Taylor scoffs and pushes her again. "We agreed ta' not start shit with 'em! Ya' said ya' wouldn'ta! Fuckin' lie'a!"

"Taylor, stop! Look at her ankle. She's hurt! S-Something bad clearly happened. L-Look around her room..." Iris said, trying to calm her friend down from her aggressive state.

"Well, gonna tell us wha' happened or keep more secrets, huh?!" Taylor moves to push Eboni again, but Jeff moves to grab her wrist, gripping it tightly.

Somethings bothering the killer since he first laid eyes on Taylor. Something about her puts him on edge, which isn't a normal occurrence. He isn't a fan of this girl being anywhere near Eboni. Jeff glares down at her. Her five foot seven height, almost matching, his six foot height.

Taylor doesn't back down. Instead, she grips his wrist. "Oh? Am I 'posed ta' be scared of this joka' wanna be bitch?"

His grip tightens, the killer seconds away from snapping her wrist. Taylor admits that this guy is far stronger than her - even stronger than Masky. The crazed look in his eyes has her regret her actions. Maybe that masked male was right. Jeff isn't one to mess with.

"Fuck...fuck if you weren't her 'friend' I would've killed you already. No one touches what's mine." He growls.

Eboni quickly wraps her arms around Jeff, hoping its enough to calm him down - but it isn't. A force knocks Jeff away from Taylor and Eboni - his body pinned to the wall. His eyes widen, confused as to how this happened when nothing touched him? He knows Eboni doesn't have the strength to keep him in place - but a woman among them does.

There stands Luna, her blue hair and eyes glowing brightly as her hands are covered in a light blue hue. It doesn't take long for Jeff to put the pieces together. He smiles, beginning to laugh loudly.

"Well, I'll be damned! You're the witch that has Toby wrapped around your finger, aren't you!? The most powerful bitch working under Zalgo! Maaaaan slenderman hates you!" He cackles.

Eboni looks between the two, glaring at Taylor. "Accuse me of being a liar when you three are the ones keeping the most secrets. Fucking  Hippocrate." She frowns, turning to Luna. "Drop Him. Now." The teen warns, not caring what she'll do if Luna doesn't listen.

Luna sighs, releasing Jeff aa falls onto the ground, still cracking up in a fit of laughter. Eboni moves to his side, waiting for him to calm down. In the meantime, she eyes Luna and Iris. "So....you two aren't human?"

Iris doesn't answer, lowering her head in shame. "Iris is. I'm not. I've been a part of Zalgo since I was born."

"You have to be lying about your age, too. You look...way older. You two also look nothing alike." Eboni bluntly states.

Luna looks at Iris before nodding her head. "We're half sisters. Different mothers, same father. I'm twenty-five. I've been training under Zalgo ever since I was seven in order to keep Iris away from him."

"Then how did you meet Toby?" She questions, both her and Jeff moving to sit back down on her bed.

"About a year or two ago, Slenderman sent him to kill me. Toby was the strongest at the time, but he was no match for me. One year later, Masky and Hoodie joined in - they still failed."

Jeff looks at Iris and Taylor, still laughing. "H-Holy shit! So these are bitches they've been fucking!? So who's with who?"

Iris blushes heavily, playing with her fingers shyly. "H-Hoodie..." which means Taylor is stuck with Masky.

"Enough 'bout us. It's yo turn ta' talk Eboni." Taylor frowns, crossing her arms over her chest.

Jeff's mood quickly shifts at the sound of Taylor's voice. He finds it so damn annoying. Her pussy has to be good to make Masky still deal with someone like that. "She doesn't have to answer to anyone but me." He corrects her.

"The fuck? Who fuckin' made you owner of ha'?" Taylor challenges. "Who's ta' say you ain't do that shit ta' ha' ankle!?"

"He didn't." Both Luna and Eboni said for different reasons.

"She still has ta' answer my questions! Like those deaths in my gang!" Taylor exclaims in frustration.

"You...and your annoying country accent. I see why Masky said what he said. Fuck you're a authoritive, bossy bitch who thinks she can tell anyone whatever the fuck she wants people do to. Well not me! And I won't let you do the same shit to what's mine." He warns. "You might've thrown yourself at anything that walks to get what you want, but that gross shit ain't gonna work on me." He warns, seeing right through the blonde teen.

"Why ya' son of a-!"

Eboni quickly raises her hand. "Oh my gosh, stop the bullshit bickering - it's giving me a headache. Look Taylor, friday night I was jumped by three chicks that work under slenderman. It was mostly his crazy fangirl's idea - but none of that matters. I kicked their asses." She grins.

"Mhm...mk, but that doesn't -"

"I've been killing those irritating bitches, pure slenderman request." Jeff shrugs, tempted to pull Eboni onto his lap - he decides to do that rather quickly.

"Fuckin' hell! Why!?"

"Hell, if I know. I'm just the killer." He smirks, enjoying the way Taylor's face scrunched up in frustration.

However, he doesn't favor that disgust and judgmental look in her eyes that are looking at his girl. So subconsciously, he wraps his arms tighter around her, glaring daggers at Taylor. The smiling killer can't bring himself to trust her in the slightest.

"Now that we cleared the -"

"Why him? Outta all the psychos ta' let dick ya' down - why him?" Taylor questions, remembering Masky's clear warning if she were to ever encounter him. Simply advice- run, do not fight no matter what. You wouldn't win.

Jeff almost lashes out again until Eboni begins laughing loudly, leaning back onto Jeff. She moves to wrap her arms around his shoulders, pressing light kisses to his neck - which he deeply enjoys.

"Why not?"

It's in this moment that the smiling killer desperately wants to rip his hoodie clothing her body and fuck her like a wild animal. He grins wickedly, tilting his head so Eboni has more access to adore his throat like she should.

"Why not pick a man that makes you feel sooo good?" The teen laughs, almost moaning at the thoughts of all the things he's done to her. "No one has ever made me feel so good, so wanted."

"That cause ya' haven't had a taste of anyone else." Taylor says harshly.

Eboni moves to straddle Jeff's lap, his hands firmly on her ass. The teen turns her head, glaring sharply at Taylor - her comment upsetting her. "I don't want to. All I want... all I need is Jeff. No one else...can compare.." she remarks, her lips lightly brushing against his.

The three can feel the sexual tension built in the room the more those two stare at each other. Taylor clears her throat, catching their attention. The blonde has one more question to ask.

"There's a holloween party. Some guy I know is throwin' this weekend. Iris ain't goin' since a certain killer ain't gonna let ha'. Maybe yours isn't ta' uptight." Taylor grins, making Jeff glare.

Eboni isn't a social butterfly. She hates crowded places and always prefers to be at home. But she has friends now - people to actually go places with. She looks at the killer, feeding him her pleading honey brown eyes. Once again, how can he say no to those eyes?

Yet he's struggling to say yes. Something about this doesn't sit well with him. His gut is screaming at him to tell her no, but she looks so eager to go - to give it a try, to maybe be a normal high school teenager for once. So with a drawn-out sigh, Jeff nods his head with earns a squeal and hug from her.

"Thank you, Daddy!" Eboni cheers happily.

Jeff grumbles, grabbing the back of her head - whispering in her ear, "you better fucking behave yourself. I mean that shit - do you understand me?"

"Yes... yes, Daddy, I do.." she whispers, squirming on his lap.

"Good girl." He hums, pulling back to lock his lips with hers.

The kiss is long, loud, tongue tied, and drawn out - all on purpose. Though Eboni's eyes are close enjoying this moment, Jeff's are wide open- staring daggers at the three girls, mostly Taylor. This is him claiming his territory, showing them - reminding them that they are nothing but gum under his boots.

This girl is his. Eboni belongs to him. And no one will get in between that, not even her friends. No force on this earth can keep him away from her. The smiling killer is here to stay. whether they support it or not. Matter of fact, their opinions don't matter - only Eboni's, when he ask for her input on something. The girl is right where she belongs, caged in between his arms, and sat right on his lap.

The three watch on, trying to hold his unnerving star- but Iris and Luna back down. Taylor, however, doesn't. She gladly takes on the challenge this smiling killer is placing. She knows Jeff isn't good for Eboni. They all do. He'll eventually destory her, making her lose sight of her very self. So Taylor will definitely become the force that attempts to keep the two apart.

Jeff groans, breaking the kiss - a line of spit stretching from their lips as he pulls away. He grins at the blissful look in Eboni's eyes. "Gotta go, princess."

"So soon?" She whines, moving her hips against his obvious bulge.

He grunts, gripping her hips tightly. The killer is so close to losing his composer and fucking her right in front of her friends. "Shit...the things you do to me." He whispers. "You got school tomorrow. I'll be back before that party. We'll have our fun before you go."

Eboni huffs, pouting but nods her head. Jeff lifts the girl off his lap as he stands. He leans down to give her another quick kiss. "Keep the hoodie. I got plenty."

"Yes daddy.."

He smiles, sparing another glare at her friends as he walks to her window - opening it. "I'll text you, princess." He winks before jumping out of the window, leaving a giddy Eboni and three stunned females - still processing that shameless display of PDA.

[nightlist]

the collection woo baby letz go

'im gonna be around more' *narrator voice* he waz not, in fact, gonna be around more

OH THEY JUZT ZTRAIGHT UP IMMEDIATELY HIT HIM W A CAR ZHIT OKAY DHASKJDHK

NO GODDAMMIT WE ZHPULDNT ZEE HIZ FACE WHY COULDNT YOU LET HIM ZTAY MAZKED GOD THATZ EVEN ZTUPIDER THAN HIZ FUCKING BIG CLUB MAZZACRE COME ONNNNN

diverzity win!!! thiz zerial killer doez not dizcriminate

the intro to the firzt one waz better.

oh the dad iz alive. it waz funnier when he waz dead

unfortunately for had the whole opening zpoilered already, the brother guy iz my favorite character. at leazt arkin comez back

… okay i ztill dont like the club thing but the bigger effectz budget iz definitely working for me

zo much of the vibez in the firzt one waz from how contained the zetting waz putting the collector in a bigger building with thiz many people removez zo much atmozphere and perzonality. i can even get behind the zequel being in his lair but the open iz juzt. bad. itz bad.

okay the idea of him zending arkin a note and FLOWERZ?? iz funny enough that ill accept it

at leazt they kept the eye zhiny

oh thatz actually a really fucking cool way of arkin keeping track of where they went. i really love that

and elena uzing her goddamn bra clip to open the box?? HELL YEAH MORE OF THIZ PLEAZE

alzo, how long haz pazzed between moviez. the cutz dont look more than a week old but thatz bazed on my cutz and idk how deep arkin went which would affect the healing time. im gonna guezztimate lezz than 2 weekz at leazt

i dont like him having multiple people trunckz. the zingle red one iz diztinctive and helpz give more character to the collector, with him doing one hunt at a time and only one bait

at leazt hiz face haz been kept diztorted why did they need to make him more human ;-;

WAIT HE HAZ HAIR NOW?? GODDAMMIT THERE GOEZ THE TWO WEEKZ THING

im probably putting more thought into the cut continuity timeline than the creatorz did actually but i want a timeline here! not zure why tho. ok judging by the hair growth itz been at leazt like. 3-4 monthz. and thatz azzuming colliez hair growz very quickly

OHOHOHOOOHH YEZ W THE FLAZHY LIGHTZ GOOD ME LIKEY

ooo and arkinz uzin it againzt collie!! nice

i dont rlly like having the whole. collie bein horny implicationz w abby. there are timez when the killer bein horny workz and for collie it really doeznt.

on one hand, arkin zhould know better than to not expect everything to be a trap everywhere. on the other, thinking collie wouldnt trap hiz own door handlez iz pretty acceptable az to why hed touch zomethin w/out looking at it. and if arkin waz juzt zomehow able to perfectly avoid every trap collie zet it would feel like they removed even the zlightezt of ztakez from hiz character. zo im okay with it

arkinz hide rezponze iz triggered by the heavy footztepz cuz collie wearz the big bootz :3 nice

akdjjd i love the wierd taxidermy! that mizt have been fun for the sfx team

ok arkin i meed you to ztop putting ur fingerz in keyholez it cannot end well

you couldnt have at leazt kept it all in a saw ezque grimy gorey warehouze? cmon yall

I FUCKING GUEZZED RIGHT HE WAZ PLAYING A RECORDING I KNEWWWW ITTTTTT

ok it waz a tranzmizziom not prerecorded but ztill i waz Moztly Right

NOOOO DONT HAVE COLLIE UZE GUNZ COME ON I HATE IT I HATE IT I HATE IT

‘id love to fuckin have a piece of you’

zo did they forget arkinz arm got zo broken we could very clearly zee the bone outline. what iz happening here

yez elena breaking the tankz iz all thematic and cool looking. but the chance of that zhit being flammable waz zo high.

arkin livez!! yay. i rlly hope rich old dude payz for hiz therapy too cuz hez gonna need zo much of it

now how the fuck would collie have gotten out of there. i liked the vaguely teleporty zhit in the firzt but that iz to much. thatz bullzhit. he doeznt even have any burn markz

final notez: the firzt one waz definitely better. i did not want the collector to get any zort of backztory (or gunz. what the hell even waz that) zo every bit of that waz annoying but alzo not the worzt it could have been.

[buckbylightning]

margaret !!!

who? | only know their name | loathe | ugh | overrated | indifferent | dead | alive | just okay | cute | badass | my baby | hot | want to marry | favorite | once they got her away from frank burns she became not only tolerable but absolutely delightful | also she can step on me if she wishes | i'd thank her

[ratt-pois0n]

i feel so safe when i'm close to you. it feels like absolutely nothing can hurt me.

[twink-between-worlds]

honey whiskey; chapter five

hihi yeah so fuck the "new lu canon info"

you get some gays bein gay

its sorta a filler but also theres plot

relationships; four & leg, red & leg, vio & leg, ravio/legend, vio/shadow, four/shadow (technically)

ao3 link; x

Legend sighed gently, letting Four play with his feathers. Four made Legend a new wing binder, one that looks a lot softer than cold metal and leather, and she basically begged to at least feel his wings. …Legend kinda likes Red. She reminds him of Gulley. Curious, innocent, but capable of scaring the living shit out of you. It helps when he’s homesick. Not to mention—Four being a blacksmith reminds him of home too. Sometimes Legend wishes he’d went back to finish his apprenticeship. It would’ve been nice…to abandon the heroics and be a blacksmith instead. But..clearly that didn’t work for Four, so it wouldn’t work for him either. “Why didn’t you tell us?”Four spoke suddenly. “Us as in the chain.”She clarified, a little laugh escaping her mouth. “It’s just…not something I share.”Legend shrugged gently. “It’s not important.” “Oh,”Four mumbled softly. “Okay.”She nodded. “How did you make these so quickly?”Legend gestured to the new wing binds as Four finally began to gently place them onto Legend. “We split during watch last night,”Four admitted. “So we could get it done faster. We don’t understand why you hide them, but it makes you comfortable, so we decided we needed to make you these for today rather than making you wait.” “Oh. Thanks.”Legend mumbled quietly. “How did you split without anyone seeing? We’re not exactly heavy sleepers.” “Oh, we walked a little bit away to split.”Four grinned slightly, shrugging. “We just wanted this done for you.” “Oh.” Four hummed, gently fastening the clip on the binds before she paused, poking at the side of Legend’s neck. “What’s that?” “One, don’t poke my neck you weirdo—”Legend’s comment earned a giggle from the smithy. “Two…do you mean my tattoo?” “Yeah! The purple bunny...” “Oh..that.”Legend cracked a little smile. “It’s a matching tattoo I have with Ravio. He…has a pink bunny instead of a purple one.” “Ravio? That weird merchant?” Legend let out a laugh, nodding. “That weird merchant.” “Why do you have a matching tattoo with him?”Four crossed faer legs, eyes shifting from red to purple in an instant. Legend glanced up at the sky, smiling. “We’ve been married for a year.” Four let out a gasp and gently shoved Legend. “Shut up—no way!” Legend nodded and held out his hand. “Notice how I only have one silver ring?” “You’ve been wearing your wedding ring this whole time!”Four’s eyes lit up. “You bitch!” “Easy, Vi, no need to call me that because you finally weren’t observant enough.” Four huffed. “You’re an asshole. You’re worse than Shade.” “Shade?”Legend blinked, grinning when Four flushed. “Who’s Shade?” “I…don’t have to tell you.” “C’mon, you know you wanna~” “I—”Four let out a frustrated whine, burying faer face into faer hands. The two sat there in silence for a while, Four curled up in a ball while Legend leaned back on his hands. “Shadow is my partner.”Four finally confessed, sighing. “They’re a fucking asshole but I’d kill for te—actually, terrible idea to say that—I’d die for—nope, that’s bad too, uhh..”Four ignored the very confused look Legend had, trying to find better words. “...ah! I’d trade my life for theirs! That works.” “Tell me ‘bout ‘em.”Legend smiled, gently tugging Four over and beginning to play with faer hair. “They’re the worst.”Four stated bluntly, eyes fixated on the running water of the river that was in front of the pair. “But, like, it’s weirdly endearing? Dub as shit, skull is thicker than the hilt of a sword, but they make it cute somehow? Usually being dumb annoys me but stupidity looks good on them.” “Yeah?” “Yeah!”Four hummed as fae let Legend begin to braid faer hair. “And I don’t understand it—I don’t. But I think if Shadow ever became smarter, I’d be upset? I don’t want them to be smart. They’re perfect being dumb and I don’t know why I feel like that! It’s confusing and I don’t—I don’t get confused. They bring out the worst in me and yet I feel like the best version of myself with them. I don’t understand it. I don’t understand anything when it comes to Shadow.” “Love does that to you.”Legend shrugged softly. “Makes you an idiot. I

don’t…exactly…understand it, but if they make you happy, who cares? You’re you. You love them, and they love you. Fuck everyone else.” Four let out a hum, picking at faer skin. “Everyone else says I'm wrong. That someone like Shadow isn’t capable of love, and I’m just being used. I…If this was a couple years ago—I’d have agreed. But…” “But you’ve seen the real them?” “...yeah. Everyone—Everyone acts like Shade is pure evil, but I know they’re not. Shadow’s just…different, you know? They were never in control. They didn’t get to choose before. They never got a choice before. Shit, Legend, they didn’t even know they could choose before. They were so used to being summoned and forced to do other people’s bidding that they didn’t know they could choose how they wanted to live!”Four chewed on faer lip, frowning. “...and then I lost them for a good few years.” Legend’s hands stilled, and a frown replaced the smile he had. “I lost Shadow for…what, two, maybe three years? It…was the most miserable time of my life, lemme tell ya.”Four let out a sad little laugh. “Yeah…I spent so long trying to get them back. Lots of sleepless nights, lots of failed rituals…lots of failed everything. It sucked. Nothing seemed to work. I almost gave up.” “Why didn’t you?” A silence. It lasted about two minutes, before Four let out a heavy sigh. “I didn’t want to let go. I didn’t want to admit that Shadow was gone.” i guess that's the difference between us. we accepted marin was gone four didn’t accept shadow was, though Legend shook his head gently, continuing to braid Four’s hair. “How’d they come back?” “Honestly…I still don’t know.”Four laughed, smiling faintly. “I wish I did. I wish I knew how they came back, but..I never questioned it, you know? The love of my life who was supposed to be dead just…came back to me one day. I didn’t think to ask how or why—because I had them back and that was all that mattered…does that make me stupid?” “No.” Four isn’t stupid for it—Legend would be the same way if Marin suddenly showed up at his door. Or if his uncle was alive again. Legend thinks Four is a very lucky person. “From…my perspective, of someone who has lost…a lot of people. I would react the same way. Be happy now, ask questions later.” “...yeah.”Four smiled gently. “I’m…sorry to hear you’ve lost a lot, though.” “It’s fine,”Legend snorted. “Happened ages ago, I just brought it up to tell you you’re not an idiot for never questioning why or how your partner returned.”Legend whistled, tying a black ribbon into a bow to hold Four’s braid together. “You’re one lucky person, Four.” Four nodded, staying quiet until Legend finally backed up, tugging his tunics up. “We should head back.”Legend decided, helping Four up. The two walked back in relative silence, but with strange weights lifted off their shoulders. It didn’t need to be said that they’d keep each other's secrets, they always do.

[dialovers-translations]

Diabolik Lovers DARK FATE ー Yuma Dark [Epilogue]

ー The scene starts in the bedroom at the Sakamaki Castle

Yuma: ...Nn...Oh, it’s morning...?

Yui: ...

Yuma: She’s fast asleep. Guess I was a lil’ too rough yesterday, huh? 

...Ugh.

Monologue

ーー While stroking your hair,

I think back to the dream I saw yesterday. 

It was a dream about a certain family. 

This family runs a farm,

and spent their days making a living,

by cultivating seasonal vegetables and fruits such as apples.

This lifestyle is far from easy. 

Regardless, the people of this family I saw in my dream were all smiling. 

However, their family was overcome by a series of misfortunate events.

As a result of a failed harvest due to the cold weather,

on top of having their crops destroyed by wild animals,

they could no longer support themselves. 

ー A dream sequence ensues 

??? A: ( We’ve always lived a steady life. So what did we do to deserve this? )

( God obviously does not exist... )

??? B: God. Please save us...

??? A: ...Just stop already...

??? C: Edgar?

Edgar: There’s no such thing as God! So why bother praying to him!?

Edgar’s Father: Watch your words!!

*THUD*

Edgar’s Father: God exists! So you should be praying as well. Come on, turn towards the altar and bow your head!

*Rustle*

Edgar: ...Ugh.

Edgar’s Mother: Pathetic...Edgar, is that all you have to say?

You should take a lesson from Alan. Even though he is physically impaired, he tries his hardest to help out his family and he is very faithful to God.

And then there’s you...!

Edgar: ( Why would they waste their time with prayers...? )

( God...That guy doesn’t exist!! )

Fuck...!!

*THUD*

Monologue

‘God isn’t real. As if I’d believe that crap!’

Those words loudly echoed inside his heart on repeat,

as he kicked the floor. 

ーー Afterwards, the dream suddenly shifted,

to the next scene. 

Before I knew it, he stood paralyzed in front of their home,

as it was consumed by the burning flames. 

The village was in the middle of celebrating a festival

and his cousin of around the same age had come over to play,

but it was quite clear what had happened to him.

ー The scene shifts to a burning village

Edgar: No...way...The village...is on fire...

Damnit...How did this...happen...!? 

Uu...Aah...Aaaaaah!!

ー The dream sequence ends

Yuma: ...Is that dream, about me? 

Or perhaps...?

*TIMESKIP*

ー Yui wakes up in the bedroom

*Rustle rustle*

Yui: ...Nn...

( Huh...? What happened to me? I believe I passed out while Yuma-kun was sucking my blood...? )

Yuma: Are ya awake? 

Yui: Yuma...kun...? Good morning...

Yuma: Yeah...

Yui: ...? What’s wrong? You look somewhat sad...

Yuma: Really? You’re probably just imaginin’ it? 

Yui: But...

Yuma: It’s yer imagination, trust me. Anyway, gimme my ‘morning cup’. 

Yui: Eh...? 

Yuma: Your blood, duh? Come on, if ya keep sittin’ there dumbfounded, imma just latch onto you? 

Yui: Ah...

ー Yuma moves closer

*Rustle*

Yui: W-Wait! You can’t, Yuma-kun...!

Yuma: Aah? And why not?

Ya belong to me. In other words, so does yer blood, right?

So why can’t I suck it whenever I feel like it?

That bein’ the case...Nn...

ー Yuma bites her

Yui: Ah...

Yuma: Haah...Delicious...Yer blood’s nice, but yer current expression is even better...

Do you get excited...from having me bite you...as I force myself onto you...? 

Yui: Of...course...not...

Yuma: Don’t act tough. I’ll be nice today.

So just give in to the pleasure. Shut up and lemme do my thing...

Nn...Phew...Nnh...

Yui: ( Yuma-kun is still trying to fool me...He’s hoping to daze me by forcibly sucking my blood... )

...Yuma-kun, no...!

ー She pushes him away

*Thud*

Yuma: Ugh...

Yui: I’m sorry, Yuma-kun...But listen to me. 

Yuma-kun...Did you remember something, perhaps?

Yuma: Eh...?

Yui: You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. However, I don’t like how you’re trying to deceive me like this. 

Is that how little our relationship means to you? Like this, it doesn’t even matter whether I’m here for you or not.

Yuma: ...

Yui: Yuma-kun...

Yuma: ...I don’t really know myself either.

Yui: Eh...?

Yuma: That dream I saw yesterday...Those might have been memories of my past. However, I have no way of confirmin’ that theory.

All I know is that the dream was strangely real and horrifying...

Yui: ( He looks absolutely torn...My heart aches just from watching him... )

( It must have been a horrible dream. On top of that, it might have just been part of his memories... )

( Actually, didn’t Kou-kun mention something like that...? )

ー A flashback ensues

Kou: ...Hey, M-neko-chan?

If you were to lose your memories, do you think you would want to get them back?

Yui: Eh? ...Well, of course. It must be hard to not know things about yourself.

ー The flashback ends

Yui: ( That’s the answer I gave back then, but if they’re painful memoriesーー )

( It might just be better to simply forget about them instead... )

*Rustle rustle*

Yuma: Ah...? The fuck? Why did ya grab my hand...?

Yui: I don’t want to see you in pain. If it hurts you, then I don’t think you should force yourself to remember. 

Yuma: ...Ugh.

Then...What should I do!?

Are ya tellin’ me that I should just live in ignorance for the rest of my days!? All while these confusin’ dreams haunt my mind...!? 

Yui: Yuma-kun...

Yuma: I know that I’m ‘bout to open Pandora’s Box. (1)

And I’m well aware that I’d probably be better off not knowin’ ‘bout any of what happened, and just forget it...

But I already lifted the lid! I can’t pretend as if I didn’t see anythin’ now.

I just don’t know. Should I just open the box or turn back? ...It’s ‘bout my own life, yet I can’t make up my damn mind. 

...Ugh.

ー Yuma steps away

Yui: Ah! Yuma-kun, wait!

Yuma: Stay away!!

*THUD*

Yui: ( No way, he jumped out of the window... )

( Yuma-kun doesn’t know what to do either. )

( The part of him which wants to remember is fighting with the side which would rather just forget, preventing him from finding an answer... )

( I just can’t leave him alone now. I don’t want him to be all by himself in his current situation... ! )

ー The scene shifts to the entrance hall

Yui: ( I have to chase after him and quick. He shouldn’t be too far yet, right? )

ー Ruki walks up to her

Ruki: Where are you going, Livestock? 

Yui: ...! Ruki-kun!

I’m sorry, I’m in a hurry right now.

Ruki: I can’t let you go by yourself. 

While this may be Vampire territory, that does not mean it is completely free of dangers.

Explain the current situation to me first. If not, I cannot allow you to leave the castle. 

Yui: Yuma-kun left. I believe his memories are slowly returning to him, but he seemed terribly shaken up...

That’s why I have to hurry. I can’t leave him to his own devices right now. 

Ruki: I understand the situation. However, I cannot let you go regardless. 

Yui: No way...

ー Kou and Azusa walk up to them

Kou: Which means it’s our time to shine, right?

Yui: Kou-kun! Azusa-kun!

Kou: We’ll go look for him, so you wait here, okay? 

Azusa: Don’t worry, Eve...Leave it to us...

Yui: ...Okay, I understand.

( I’m worried about Yuma-kun, but I’ll wait for his return while putting my faith in Kou-kun and Azusa-kun. )

( I wonder if he’s alright...? I just hope he’s not doing anything reckless all by himself... )

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

Translation notes

(1) Literally he says ‘a door which should not be opened’. 

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no quirks bkdk fic rec list (p 2)

thirsty gay wingman fic by lalazee

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Oct 11, 2019 "Thinkin abt besties-since-birth BkDk goin to college together, Dk begrudgingly bein Bkg's wingman w/chicks & lamenting his big gay crush. One nite, Bkg cant get laid, hes drunk in a shitty mood, so Dk propositions him, which turns into the best night ever & the WORST consequences."

My tweet got 366 likes & 66 reblogs, so that was more than enough reason to write about it.

romeo and romeo by supercrunch

((10473-1/1))

There’s a nasally howl from the neighbour’s place. Izuku looks up – it’s the very loud, very blond guy living in the unit opposite. They’re technically in separate blocks but their balconies are close enough they can see into each other’s living rooms. He’s dancing around in his pyjamas. Yodelling at the top of his lungs off-key, swinging his Pomeranian around by the armpits like a furry ragdoll. “You’re a dog! You’re a fluffy little yellow dog and you’re a pain in the ass but you’re still my favourite shit-stain, yeah!”

Izuku bursts out laughing. The neighbour’s head whips around. He yelps when he sees him, tossing the dog on the couch and scrambling out of view to hide in the hall.

Izuku drops the watering can and runs back inside to find his phone.Small Might: Guys. I've decided i have a crush on my neighbour.

(quarantine baking: a balcony romance)

mechanical bull by warschach

((smut-27573-1/1))

Katsuki has a track record of bad choices, it's a condition, but Izuku might be the one choice that's right.

battle of the bands by roadtripwithlucifer

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'The rules are simple. Battle of the Bands. Local bands send in a single track to the radio station, and ten tracks are selected. Over the coming month, the songs play on the station and listeners vote on the top five. The top 5 play a live concert as part of a music festival, then the top 3 at a larger, indoor venue. The top two have the honor of opening on the first stop of All Might’s retirement tour – here. In Izuku’s home town. And finally, the winner gets the ultimate prize. Getting to spend the rest of the tour, forty cities, across the country as All Might’s opener. Three months. Same tour bus. Shoulder to shoulder with the greatest musicians the world has ever known.'Izuku Midoriya is a broke college student presented with the opportunity of a lifetime. But winning isn't gonna be easy, especially when one band's aggressive blonde frontman seems to be dead-set on making Izuku's life a living hell.

oh my god! they were roomates! by phatye

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“Don’t go through my shit, and if there’s a tie on the door, then fuck off!” Katsuki growled. “...what?” he asked. Katsuki glared at him. “This is fucking college, and I plan on getting laid a lot! I don’t need some nerd cockblocking me! And what is with all the fucking toys here!” Katsuki had moved over to his shelves. “Are you a fucking child or something?!” This was not what he was expecting.

shades of blue by young_crone

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Echoes filtered down the white hall as he descended the stairs toward the locker rooms, reverberating from the pool. A whistle, the sound of breaking water. He swiped the towel over his face, paused. The sliver of cerulean catching the sinking sun pouring through the skylights, the red and white lane buoys, the burn of chlorine.Izuku ran a hand through his curls, snagging on a knot. The clock on the wall reminded him how late it was. A minute wouldn't hurt. He worried his lip. Just a glimpse.

k-9 by warschach

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Izuku takes in a stray on one rainy night, except it's not a dog, it's a dog shifter who goes by the name, Katsuki. After the initial wave of panic and embarrassment, Izuku thinks his new pet/roommate is pretty cute.

sucker punch by warschach

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But, whatever, Disney Boy over there was—

Prettying up real damn good that Katsuki got kind of distracted—totally understandable, like god those CGI pine eyes—and didn’t see the straight path he made for the metal trash bin in the center of the area until he was tipping forward and waist deep in discarded bottles, plates, balled up tissues sticky with he prayed was chocolate ice cream and nacho cheese.

Mina howled behind the gate. “Look, Katsuki returned to his home.”

(or Katsuki works security at Six Flags and moonlights as a derby dude and continuously looks uncool around Izuku)

may I take your order, dipshit? by supercrunch

((6373-1/1))

So, like, maybe Bakugou wasn’t really the best choice for this whole pizza delivery shindig.

(Midoriya in love, Bakugou in denial, and way, way too much cheese.

A BakuDeku romance in thirty minutes or less. )

raise me so high (your sins become my pedestal) by stardust_painter

((smut-10804-2/2))

After his boyfriend cheats on him, Izuku wants to do something stupid. The question is how stupid does he want to be.

The answer is very stupid apparently.

eye for an eye or whatever by tobiyos

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“I’ll make it up to you!” Izuku says brightly, lifting his head from Katsuki’s lap.

Katsuki’s eyes narrow but he isn’t still pushing Izuku away so. Progress. “Fuck are you gonna do to make it up to me?”

“Hmm…” Izuku says quietly, tapping at his chin. “Oh! You’re still a virgin, right?”

Katsuki chokes on his own spit and promptly renews his efforts of pushing Izuku away by the forehead. “Fuck off,” he wheezes, “get out of my room.”

leap of faith by ladyofsnails

((28771-4/4))

Midoriya Izuku is just a random kid who loves art, analyzes everything, and is obsessed with the (in)famous hero Mighty Spider. He's got a loving mother, a great uncle, and maybe not too many friends that aren't those two but he's working on it.

And then a random cute boy shows up at his school, a spider bites him, he meets his hero under the worst possible conditions, and it all goes to hell. Now he's got villains on his tail, a promise to keep to a dead guy, and a washed-up hobo as his mentor.

Here goes nothing.

green is the warmest color by gloriousporpoise

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“Woah, someone call the fire department,” Eijirou says, elbowing Katsuki squarely in the ribs. “That guy is smokin.’”

“I literally hate you.”

Here’s the thing, though. Eijirou’s a certified dumbass, but his current observation isn’t even a little bit wrong, much to Katsuki’s displeasure.

“Think you can get his number?”

Or, Bakugou is a painter without a muse.

you and i collide by ethereals

((smut-20442-9/9))

And not that Bakugou’s the type to sexualize a potentially dead body; especially one that he just accidentally murdered, but the man has some pretty solid DSL’s. He would hit it, with more than just his car.

OR

in which rich fratboy! bakugou is a badass who accidentally hits poor med student!izuku with his car and chaos ensues therefore.

97.6 FM by jamjars

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Izuku can’t stop listening to the radio host with the deep voice who sounds like he’s stuck in 2010. It’s a harmless crush. That is until he starts calling into the show under the pseudonym Deku.

Or Radio Host! Baugou x Listener! Midoriya

give me that sweet love by xsxuxgxax

((smut-32768-9/9))

Things Katsuki needs to excel at: be hot, be clever and pretend to be nice, let Izuku kiss him publicly, let Izuku fuck him privately…

(sugar baby katsuki and sugar daddy izuku pretty much)

dance with me by astralchaos

((30161-10/10))

Mina pulled up a video of a young man, seemingly teen, dancing to a popular new hit, and Izuku felt his heart drop to his stomach. His skin prickled and felt clammy as he started sweating nervously, not daring to move or make a noise. His eyes were glued to the screen but he didn’t see anything – his brain was too busy going into overdrive and freaking out.

Because Mina was showing him a video of himself. The one he uploaded last night.

How on Earth did she find this? He had barely a few thousand views, he wasn’t popular, and it’s not like he was even any good, especially compared to her or Kacchan–

“That move was sexy as hell,” Kacchan said, and that was when Izuku realized that his childhood friend – his longtime crush – also leaned in to watch the video Mina was showing him.

puppies puppies by Esselle

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"So after doing all that," Katsuki says, "you're just going to settle here? Tatting up wannabe bad boys?"

"You think all guys who have a lot of tattoos are wannabes?" Midoriya asks, so smoothly that it throws Katsuki.

"Wh—no, I mean—maybe!" Katsuki says. "You'd know best, wouldn't you? Are you a bad boy?"

The words are out of his mouth before he even realizes it, and he regrets them immediately. There's a figurative list of things that one should never do, and probably high up on it is asking dark-haired sailors with ocean green eyes and black swirls of ink all across their barely concealed muscles if they are bad boys.

--

Katsuki thinks he has everything he needs in life: a successful pet shop, an occasionally reliable assistant, and the unconditional love of the twenty puppies he’s raising for adoption. But when the tattoo parlor next door hires Midoriya Izuku, a hot sailor with an affinity for dogs, it makes Katsuki wonder if he might need something more.

Like… a piece of that ass. Maybe. He’s figuring it the hell out as he goes.

im gonna make a part 3 later ergaegrggjnjuvuh

[hockey-lover-22]

Thomas Bordeuleau/Nick Blankenburg Part 2

You couldn’t believe that Thomas would break up with you because of something that happened before the two of you had started to date. It had been a few weeks since you had broken up and you spent most of your time with Nick because he was your best friend. “Nick?” You call out.

“Yeah?” He replies.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Of course. What’s up?”

“The night Tommy broke up with me, he said something that got me thinking…” you say.

“Oh? What would that be?”

“He said that you were in love with me… Is that true?” You ask.

“Y/n… it’s true. I do love you, but I’m not in love with you.” He says.

“Oh…” you say.

“I love you, but you’re my best friend and I don’t want that to change,” he says to you.

“I love you too Nick,” you respond. “I have to clear things up with Thomas, this is killing me.”

“Okay, let me know how it goes,” he says.

You just smile and nod at him. You make your way to Thomas’s house and knock on the front door, “oh hey y/n, Thomas is in his room,” Matty says.

“Thank you!”

You knock on Thomas’s door, “leave me alone Matty,” he says opening the door, “oh… y/n. What are you doing here?” He asks.

“I had to talk to you, Thomas.” You say.

“Okay,” he pulls the door open to let you inside his room.

You take a seat on his bed and just come out and say it, “I love you, Thomas, so much. I talked to Nick and he said he only saw me as a best friend.”

“Oh thank god. I haven’t been able to do anything since I ended things with you.” He exclaims. He pulls you close to him and kisses you hard, you missed the way his lip felt on yours. But you couldn't help but think what Nicks’ lips would feel like on yours as well. You pull away from Thomas, giving him a sad smile, “but I’m not sure I’m ready to just jump back into a relationship with you Thomas. The stuff you said to me the other week really hurt and I’m not sure I can forgive you so quick for that.”

“Baby, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean what I said to you. I was just pissed and I took it out on you and that wasn’t fair to you at all.” He says to you.

“I just need some time Tommy,” you say.

“Then why did you come over here?”

“I came over here to tell you exactly what I said, that I love you, but I need time Tommy,” you say to him.

“Now you’re just been a bitch.”

“Excuse me?”

“Like honestly y/n? You’re just playing with my feelings like that? That’s such a bitch thing to do.”

“Thomas if you can’t respect the fact that I need time to forgive your stupid ass because of all the shit you said to me, then I guess this relationship will never workout!” You exclaim.

“Fine! I don’t want to be with someone who just fucks w my feelings like that anyways.”

“Fine!”

You get up and leave Thomas’s room without another word. Hoping he sees how much he hurt you. You don’t bother telling Nick how it went, because you knew how angry he would be at Thomas.

It had been a few weeks since Thomas and you had gotten into an argument and Nick did everything he could to keep a smile on your face, it made you realize that maybe you did love, Nick. More than just a friend.

You and Matty’s girlfriend were sitting in Yost arena watching the boys play Ohio State. When you watch Nick get hit, hard. “Oh my, that was a hard hit,” Matty’s girlfriend said.

“He’s going back to the dressing room, I’m just going to see if he’s okay.” You say to her.

“Yeah, no worries. Go see how your man is doing.” She winks at you.

You make your way to the dressing room and find Nick sitting in his stall, “hey Nicky… you okay? That hit was pretty hard.” You say to him.

“Hey babes. Yeah, I’m okay. Just got the wind knocked out of me I guess.” He replies.

“You sure that’s all?” You ask.

“Fuck it,” he says slamming his lips to yours. You quickly respond, threading your fingers through his hair moaning at the feeling of his lips on yours. He grabs your hips and pulls you so you're straddling him. It’s difficult because his gear was still on. You melt right into him loving the feeling of his lips being on yours. You break away from the kiss to catch your breath, but Nick has other plans. He continues to kiss you down your neck, sucking and biting, surely living hickies on your neck. You moan in response grinding into him, “Fuck,” he mutters.

“Nick, someone is going to walk in. We have to stop.” You say to him breathlessly.

“Okay, okay.” He says.

You get up from his lap and smile at him, “Y/n, do you maybe want to be my girlfriend? I know it hasn’t been long since you and Bords broke up but—“

“Yes Nicky, I’ll be your girlfriend,” you say, smiling down at him.

“Okay, okay good.” He says.

The game was almost over, “I’ll wait for you outside, okay?” You say.

“Yeah for sure,” he replies.

You wait for Nick to come out of the dressing room scrolling through your phone, “someone bite you y/n?” Brendan asks.

“Shut up,” you say, smiling at him.

“I’m happy Nick finally confessed,” he says laughing.

You just smile and see Nick coming out of the dressing room. He pulls you in for a long passionate kiss, “I could get used to this,” he says.

“Me too.”

Then you can’t help but look over his shoulder and see Thomas standing there with tears in his eyes, you can’t help but feel bad. Nick turns around and sees Thomas standing there, “take care of her Nick. She deserves someone as good as you,” Thomas says walking away from the two of you.

Nick turns back to you and sees the frown on your face, “Hey, why don’t we go out and get some ice cream?” He asks you.

“Yeah, that sounds good. Thank you, babes, for not saying anything to Thomas.” You say to Nick.

“I love you y/n. It’s always been you, and I’m sorry it took me so long to realize it.” Nick says.

“I love you too Nick,” you respond, kissing his cheek.

[mizunetzu]

Can you do a scenario where reader (male pronouns) kind of outs himself as bi and then hides for a while since it was an accident and he wasn't actually ready and after some time bakugo finds him and they end up awkwardly confessing to each other? Bonus points if you can do ComfortingTM class 1A (also I just really want bi representation 🥺)

BRO BRO ur reblogs and replies always make me BAM BAM

(Also y’all ik that gif is huge but it had denki AND baku in it and i felt compelled to use it bc kamis kinda important in the story NSNDNEKWK)

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Bakugou x reader - How to Out Your Classmate

⚠️warnings - being outed by your classmate (denki) (I’m sorry denki stans), bakugou kinda bulling kami at the end kdnfjekfj

Pronouns - male, he/him

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It was something he didn’t mean to say.

Rather, it just slipped out.

————

“Ne, (L/n)-kun, don’t you think Yao-momos hair is kinda sexy today? Her hair down plus that hair clip is FIRE dude!”

Kaminari slung a arm around (Y/n’s) shoulder, while Mineta smugly grinned from his seat. He wiped away a line of drool dripping from his mouth.

“Oh oh oh, her hair falls over her boobs so perfectly! I just wanna touch them at least once, ehuheuheu...”

Sero sighed from his seat. “Dude. You really are a scumbag. Stop that.”

Mineta, not missing a beat, turned to Sero with a shit-eating grin. “Oh? Why’s that? Are you gay or something?”

(Y/n) visibly stiffened from under Kaminari’s grasp. Kaminari however, didn’t notice and played along into Mineta’s joke.

“Yeah dude, kinda sus. Don’t go perving on me in the locker rooms now, haha!”

Sero sighed once more, this time with a playful smile. “Shut up, your probably more sus than I am-“

He was cut off when (Y/n) started wriggling out from under Kaminari’s arm. The three looked at (Y/n) quizzically, while (Y/n) awkwardly coughed. “I’m...leaving.”

“Why? What happened?” Kaminari leaned on the back of Seros desk.

“Well-you guys are...loud and I’m going to my desk.” Even the dumbest person could tell how tense (Y/n) was. Though, Kaminari was as dumb as he was oblivious. He scoffed, but it sounded more like a chuckle.

“What? I don’t get it, man. We were teasing Sero, not you.” Kaminari’s teasing tone felt like heaters blasting full power through (Y/n’s) body. It was strange. You always felt kind of hot when you get a little flustered. “So what part of what we said bothered you?”

“N-nothing!” (Y/n) cursed at the way he raised his voice, cursing even more at his small stutter.

“Then why are you panties in such a twist? I’m just making fun of Sero bein’ sus.”

“W-well how fun! Move, class is starting.” Truth be told, class didn’t start until 10 minutes later. When (Y/n) tried to subtly push past Kaminari, he grabbed him by the arms and blocked his way out. “No way I’m moving! You’re mad for some reason, and I just wanna know why!”

“So what exactly did we do?”

Sero rested his chin on his palm. “Yeah if you can tell us we can stop doing it, (L/n)-kun. I gotta agree with Kami on this one.”

An irk mark appeared as (Y/n’s) face flushed a darker shade of pink. Not in the good way though. He struggled helplessly in Kaminari’s stronghold, before tching and looking away.

“There’s nothing more to say-! You’re just-starting to get on my nerves and I wanna leave-!”

“Really? That’s it?” Kaminari looked at (Y/n) skeptically, before his face lit up. “Oh wait!”

“You started getting all pissy when we were talking about Yaoyorozu...and you also got mad the other day when she was talking about Bakugou...”

Shit. Shit. Shit.

“..So you like Yao-“

“I don’t fucking like Yaoyorozu!”

Now Kaminari was starting to get antsy. “Then what! Why are you mad! Is it because Mineta and I were ‘perving’?!”

“I’m not fuckin’ mad about you drooling over Yao-momos boobs! I’m not mad at all!”

Students started to gather once Kaminari and (Y/n) started to raise their voices higher and higher. Kaminari’s grip on (Y/n) was long gone, though (Y/n) was too upset to notice.

“If you weren’t mad about that, you were obviously mad about that time Yao-Momo talking about how Bakugou was attractive. So what? Do you like Bakugou or something? Are you gay?”

(Y/n) paled and grit his teeth. He was full on yelling now. “Stop saying that, damnit! I don’t like boys! Y-you know that!”

Kaminari gasped comically. “Oh my god! You totally avoided my question, dude!”

“What?!”

“Yeah! Now I get it! That’s what’s bothering you so much! It all makes sense!”

Kaminari’s mad expression morphed into one that you make when you solve a difficult question. It felt like all the blood in (y/n’s) face was drained, yet all the blood rushing to his cheeks burned like fire. Sero stood up from his chair and placed a hand on Kaminari’s shoulder. “Dude, uh-I think that’s enou-“

“Your confused because you’re straight but now you’ve started to like a guy, right?! Bakugou, right?!”

Seros warning went over Kaminari’s head completely. (Y/n) dug his nails into his palm while Kaminari pried into (Y/n’s) mind with his eyes.

“I’m not confused! I’m pissed. Very, very pissed at you!”

The blond haired boy slammed his arms down on Seros table and leaned in uncomfortably close. (Y/n) wanted to step back, but if he did, he’d run straight into Sero.

“Ok. If you answer this compleeeetely honestly, I’ll let you go. Swear! And we’ll never talk about this again! Just say yes or no! Nothing else!”

Sero glanced around the room. Everyone was staring, some had their hands over their mouths, and some were whispering and asking what was going on. Sero nervously tugged on the fabric of (Y/n’s) blazer. “U-um...yo... (y/n)...Kamin-“

“Do you like Bakugou?”

“I-“

“And don’t say you don’t like boys or you’re not gay, we ‘know’ that!”

“I’m-“

“Just say yes or no!”

“N-“

“Are you ga-“

“I’M BI!” (Y/n’s) sudden outburst silenced the classroom. It was like a blow from a king to shut up the commoners. “I’M BI, SO SHUT UP! ARE YOU HAPPY?! I’M NOT GAY AND I DON’T LIKE BAKUGOU! I DONT! I-I DONT. I don’t. I...”

Stagnant air flooded the 1-A classroom. Almost immediately, (Y/n) slapped both his hands over his mouth, eyes blown wide. Kaminari awkwardly chuckled. “Uh...”

(Y/n) took a tentative step back, bumping straight into Sero. He reflexively grabbed onto (y/n’s) forearms, stabling him.

“Are you oka-“

“Don’t touch me!” (Y/n) pushed off of Seros body and stumbled over a desk. He crashed onto the ground and fumbled onto his bottom. Students upon students neared towards him, all their face and voice blending together into one big, muddy pile. Their voices eventually turned into ringing, louder and louder until-

“SHUT UP!” (Y/n) rose to his wobbly legs, half running and half crawling towards the door as fast as he could. He could hear the protestant shouts of his classmates, or even the sleepily confused expression of his teacher as as flew by him in the hallway.

He guessed he was skipping class that day.

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40 missed calls from: Mina-San domoo-!!

125 unopened texts from: Mina-San domoo-!!

23 missed calls from: Kamiii ⚡️

45 unopened texts from: Kamiii ⚡️

12 unopened texts from: Iida Tenya.

5 unopened texts from: ura-chaaaan 💖

1 unopened text from: Bakugou

(Y/n) turned off his phone. He knew if he kept it on, Mina would keep spamming his phone with text messages.

It’s been about a few days since his whole freak out happened. He’d bolt out of class the second it was dismissed, and he kept himself either locked in his room, or out of the dorms as much as humanly possible. He wasn’t ready to have that conversation yet.

His phone buzzed again. He sighed, half expecting it to be another spam text from Mina. What he didn’t expect, was to see Bakugous contact photo on his screen, with the big green words “Incoming call-Bakugou” blaring at him so intimidatingly.

Something made him want to answer.

He pressed the phone to his ear.

“Oi.”

Bakugous gruff voice sent chills down the boys spine. His voice seemed to lock itself inside his throat, refusing to come out his mouth.

“Say something, dumbass.” Oh boy, was he trying. Everytime he opened his mouth, his throat closed up and refused to open again. Bakugou sighed harshly through the speaker.

“Stop being stupid and avoiding us-“ (Y/n) absentmindedly pressed the red “end” button. If Kaminari or Kirishima or whatever convinced Bakugou, to convince HIM to stop avoiding them, just because he ‘liked’ him, (and he totally did), he’d rather not hear it.

(Y/n) went to crumple up a piece of paper he was scribbling on, and drop it into the trash can, when it bounced on top and rolled away pathetically near his feet. His trash can was overflowing. Well, it was expected, since he was deliberately missing out on trash days just so he didn’t have to leave his dorm. (Y/n) swiped up the piece of paper, along with the trash bag lining the bin.

A few seconds outside couldn’t hurt. No one will see him. He’ll just...throw the bag in the dumpster, and slink back in before anyone knows he’s there.

————

(Y/n) hauled the trash bag into the dumpster, throwing it from out over his shoulder. He dusted off his hands and wiped forming sweat off his brow. The trash was out, no one saw him, all he had to do was slip back in his room before anyone sees him.

He huffed and turned around, immediately being smacked by a spiky tuft of blond hair. All the color drained from (Y/n’s) face. Bakugou turned his head and spat onto the dirt, clicking his tongue in the process.

“Figured you’d be here.”

”...there’s no way you could’ve-“

“It takes about a couple days for a small trash can to fill up. And knowing you, shit-for-brains, would come and take it out when no one was really watching. 5 pm, when everyone’s getting ready for dinner. You really do have shit-for-brains, shittyass.”

Bakugou may seem like a meathead, but the times he showed he was observant and intelligent made his heart tie knots around itself. (Y/n) bit back a stutter and a blush.

“W...ell, how-how’d you know I was going to take it out today? A-and to this dumpster, instead of the one on the other side of the dorms?”

Bakugou scoffed loudly, stalking closer to him. (Y/n) gulped. “This ones closer to your dorm room, even I know that, loser.”

Bakugous voice dipped, suddenly becoming uncharacteristically quiet. “...and I’ve been coming here everyday at 5 pm...shittyass...”

Bakugou was really dedicated to his scheme, huh. Just so he could see him? (Y/n)? He should be the LAST person Bakugou would want to see. Especially with what Kaminari was blabbering about. Still...It made (Y/n) feel a bit special.

But knowing Bakugou, he was just probably here to tell him how disgusting he was. Maybe he’ll start calling him ‘dick-for-brains’ instead of ‘shit for brains’. Or just plain on ‘fag’.

“Oi-stop spacing out and fucking listen to me! And don’t you dare run away until you hear me the fuck out!”

Bakugous palms flashed white, generating small blasts and he pointed an agitated finger at (Y/n). He stepped back reflexively.

“Um...well...what did you want then?” (Y/n) awkwardly fumbled with his hands behind his back, trying to keep still as much as he could. He wanted to disappear.

“Is it true?”

(Y/n) looked up. Bakugou was staring dead on, with his hands shoved stiffly in his pockets and sporting the faintest blush on his face. It was so unnoticeable, you could blink and miss it. That, and the trademark scowl, you could hardly tell if his face was red because of anger or something else.

“What is?”

“Don’t play dumb with me, fuckass! Do you like me or not?!”

(Y/n) opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. Bakugou grunted and stepped closer. “Answer me!”

“S-so what if I do-?! You gonna call me a fag?!” (Y/n) was sweating bullets. He hoped Bakugou wouldn’t see how utterly nervous he was. Fake it til you make it. Though, he doesn’t know what he’d do once Bakugou goes flames blazin’ on his ass. He could all ready see his reaction-

Bakugou smirked. “Knew it.”

Knew it? (Y/n’s) nerves temporarily fizzled down, a wave of confusion washing over him. “...What?”

“God, do you need me to spell everything out for you? It was obvious. To me at least. Everyone was probably too fuckin’ dumb to notice.”

(Y/n) fell silent. He could speak if he wanted to, his throat wasn’t closing up, but he chose to keep silent. It’s not like he knew what to say, anyways. He was stunned into submission.

“-so I was right. Now, go out with me, Bitch.”

“Thanks. But I’ll pass.”

“I-“ Bakugou made a sputtering noise. (Y/n) wasn’t sure if he was caught off guard or sputtered out of sheer anger. “What?! Why the fuck not?!”

“Dude, how do I know you aren’t like, I dunno, being bribed by Kaminari or something to try and ‘prove that I’m bi’? Or that your just mocking me?”

“Idiot! Why the fuck would you think I’d listen to a dumbass like dunce face?! I fucking like you, you like me, I don’t see the problem here!”

(Y/n) knew he wasn’t lying. Bakugou was many things, a shithead, a piece of angry trash, but he wasn’t a liar. Still, he sighed and shoved his hands in his pockets.

“Dude, as much as I’d love to go out with you, there’s too much cons to it. I mean-first off, I don’t want people calling you a fag or anything because you’re with me...second, I’m...scared of how the class’ll take it, especially for someone like you-“

“Eh?! What’s that supposed to mean?! Are you fucki-“

(Y/n) pushed past him, accidentally brushing his shoulder in the process.

“...And third, even if I’m too scared how the class would react, I’m too prideful to let Kaminari ‘predictions’ win.”

He was gone before Bakugou could turn around.

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(Y/n) was late to class on purpose that day.

He didn’t want to risk it with Bakugou, Kaminari, anyone. He’s more afraid of the class than he is of getting scolded by Aizawa. And that was saying something.

So when he walked in the door, Bakugou gripping Kaminari’s tie and releasing small blasts in the air with his wound up hand, he didn’t know if he should replace ‘Getting Scolded By Aizawa’ with ‘Getting Murdered By Bakugou’ in his worries for today.

“Fucking idiot!” Bakugou growled, spit flying onto Kaminari’s face as he set off another blast. It was small enough not to cause damage to any desks or chairs around them, but it was close enough to Kaminari’s face to make him yelp. “I’ll fucking kill you!”

“Ow!” Kaminari half yelled-half whimpered. Bakugou’s hands heated up, glowing orange from under Kaminari’s chin. “Hey-HEY! Chill-!W-what did I even do?! OW!”

Bakugou slammed him against his desk by his blazer. “It’s your fuckin fault that shit-for-brains won’t go out with me!”

Another blast. This time, fired in the air but much bigger than before. Kaminari flinched. “Ah! S-shit-for...(L/n)?! How is it my fault?!”

“It’s your fault because you made him all scared and shit to go out with me! With your stupid prying ass! Now he won’t go out with me until I get you to apologize! So apologize so I can have a fuckin boyfriend! Go die!”

(Y/n) looked around the room. No one was trying to stop Bakugou from literally roasting Kaminari alive. Not even Iida. Everyone stood there, eyes locked on Kaminari or recording them while stifling snickers. (Y/n) walked up to Mina, who was recording and whispering commentary near the speaker.

“Uh...what’s happening? Why’s no one stopping Bakugou?”

Mine looked up. “Well-he kinda deserved it. I mean, he did act like a dick to you a few days ago. Bakugou’s just givin’ him a piece of his mind.” She fixed her angle on her phone, hunching down slightly in the process. “Also, glad to see you talking to us again, (L/n)~”

(Y/n) glances around the room once more. Everyone seemed to silently agree. Though, Iida looked like he was going to explode in his seat. Poor Iida. Poor Kaminari.

(Y/n) was brought out of his mind when Mina slowly panned her phone over to him. He was about to question her, when Kaminari was thrown carelessly at his feet. Bakugou kicked at Kaminari’s hunched figure, stepping on his back with his hands clenched in his pockets.

“Say it.”

Kaminari made a wheezing noise.

“FUCKIN’ SAY IT!”

“I-I’m sorry for outing you in-in front of our classmates...”

Bakugou dug his foot into Kaminari’s back. “LOUDER!”

“I’M SORRY-OW! FOR O-OUTING YOU IN FRONT OF OUR CLASSMATES-!”

Bakugou gave Kaminari a look saying to ‘keep going.’ Kaminari shot back with a face that said ‘dude. What you want me to say is fucking stupid.’

Bakugou snarled and fired another mini explosion into the air. Kaminari squeaked and looked up at (y/n), who had the most confused look on his face. Kaminari sighed.

“And...totally I don’t think that you and Bakugou are gonna get together...totally unexpected...”

Kaminari, even if he was about to be best to a pulp, couldn’t help the snicker from leaving his mouth. Bakugou, you dumb fuck. He was probably thinking back to the time (Y/n) said ‘I’m too prideful to let Kaminari ‘predictions’ win’. Even so, that was just dumb. Even for Bakugou.

Bakugou huffed contently, while Kaminari shakily pulled himself up. Bakugou thunked him on the head again. “There. Now you have no fuckin’ reason not to be my boyfriend. If you don’t I’ll kill you.”

(Y/n) hummed out of hesitation. “Ehhhh...but...”

“We allowed Bakugou to rough up Kaminari, which is a CLEAR violation of the rules, the least you could do is say yes, (y/n)-kun! Though I do believe Bakugou should be punished for his harsh actions.”

Iida jutted out from his seat, swinging his arm in the air. Everyone stayed silent for a second, until Tsuyu stepped forward. “I agree with Iida-Chan, kero. You two would look nice together.”

One by one, the class started saying how ‘cute’ they’d be together or that they didn’t care that (y/n) was Bi, much. It was different from when the class was clamoring around him, instead of all their voice blending together in one big ring, he could hear every single persons song of praise. He supposed it was alright. It wouldn’t hurt as much as he think it would.

(Y/n) sucked in a breath, and turned his head to Bakugou. He looked at (Y/n) almost expectantly.

“...fine....you win...you better take care of me, Bakugou.”

He turned his head and scoffed. “Idiot. I was gonna do that regardless.”

Mina started clapping and wolf whistling. Eventually, everyone started to clap and ‘aww’ed, before quickly rushing to their seats once they heard groggy footsteps approach the door.

A man with shaggy hair walked in. The class sat silent, staring at Aizawa. He sniffed and trailed his eyes around the room.

Setting his sleeping bag behind his podium, he pursed his lips. “Where is Kaminari?”

“W-whey...”

Kaminari was laying on the floor next to (y/n’s) seat, smiling dumbly with burn marks. He was pumping his fists with his thumbs sticking out. Everyone broke into a cold sweat.

“Would anyone like to tell me why Kaminari is out of his seat?”

Oh fuck.

Bakugou got 3 days house arrest.

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