#and i thought maybe she helps him win all the games ..heh

[wellfell]

 the night is still young , the gamble won ; he's a lucky little thing for having her by his side , not involving herself in the game but she was standing behind him and quietly telling him what card to drop and how much money to put on the table . it was a gift , her mind worked faster with numbers than words . and counting the cards , and memorising them . he didn't hire her but she kept coming to this bar to help him win each round , for a while now . black strands wrap around his finger , toying with her hair , and she's leaning closer to his touch with a growing smile as he whispers . ' you make me feel . . . and i don't like it . i want it to stop , now . ' akina gives him a playful pout and takes his wrist to lower it ; only to press a peck on his index finger . ❛ you're being nice to me because we won the game . ❜ it a purr , akin to a spoiled feline . ❛ what do i make you feel ? ❜

 @helbroth        i lost the meme.    ;     accepting

[exuberantocean]

Ted Lasso s3e01 - Observations

And anyone who guessed the starting close up for s3 was Ted would be right (I thought Keeley or Roy)

I also like that we can see some gray in the stubble (he’s in England so should I say grey instead?)

Also that text...oof  way to set up Ted’s headspace though.  That whole start was like a punch in the gut.

I’m adding the “I remember being left at school when I was Henry’s age” story as another to my list of “Ted’s parents not showing up/abandoning him” situations in his past...”Until my dad remembered to pick me up” 😭 )

Also what a crazy story all around though

And Ted cleaning up after Henry is all kinds of heartbreaking

Still uncertain if Ted’s flat has a bedroom for Henry.  I’d imagine he’d ask for one.  No clue if the fort and Ted’s bedroom is where he slept and, if so, if it was because he wanted to or had too. I suppose it doesn’t matter, just a little detail.

Is that a new shower scene or did they reuse the last one?  His hair looks longer in the shower than it does for the rest of the episode.

Brendan’s partner and kid!

Ted’s still nosy about Doc’s personal life which is...iffy to me but makes sense for his character

Rebecca.  Rebecca.  The thing is, this is exactly what Rupert’s after.  Whether you win or he does is, on a deeper level, immaterial.  He wants her obsessively thinking about him and he’s getting it.  The truth is, West Ham will sometimes win, sometimes lose and she needs to learn how to divorce (heh) her feelings about Rupert from the game. 

I’m glad that she has Higgins, Ted, and Keeley to bring her back down to what matters.  I hope she starts listening.  All three might need to be a bit more blunt going forward though.

Keeley babe.  I think you need help.  It’s 100% normal to be overwhelmed and I’m glad she’s reaching out but it sounds like maybe she’s trying to do too much too quickly.

I was thrilled that Higgins also has mascara stains.  I would hate to imagine the Higgins-Rebecca-Keeley trio is gone.  It thrills me that Higgins is still obviously in Keeley’s life

I love the team’s anxieties and the way Ted takes care of it.  I love Jamie stepping into “Ted Lasso” for the team shortly after.

I feel like the situation with Nate and Rupert really shows how well an abuser starts a toxic relationship.  Obviously they’re setting us up to look at Ted and Nate’s relationship some more this season, but I’m also hoping we get a look and Rebecca and Nate.  I feel like there’s some strong parallels there.  There always has been.

This is why I had Rebecca be the first one to talk to Nate in my fic “So Close”

I really thought the car thing was a good illustration of that.  It’s a gift but a rather backhanded one.  No fucking way Rupert didn’t know he was towing Nate’s car.  He set the whole situation up.

The whole conflict between Ted and Rebecca about taking the team to the sewers was interesting to me.  Something I think I need to think about.  But Ted’s doing the work that needs to be done and Rebecca’s worried about image.  “Rupert’s laughing at me, Ted.” But Rupert’s relationship to people and things is always shallow and condescending.  He’ll always laugh at Rebecca (or otherwise look down on her). That said, she’s not 100% in the wrong, as a business owner, to be concerned about image.  I’m not saying she’s right, just that she’s maybe not 100% wrong either (Ted was still right to do it, the need to get the team out of their own head was more important.) idk I need more time to think about it.

Not 100% sure I like the scene with Ted mocking himself.  I get why he did it and it was effective, but particularly when it came to mocking his own mental health.  It made me wince both because we know Ted’s struggling already with anxiety and probably some amount of depression and because, well, a lot of people with mental health struggles really aren’t taken seriously.

Overall, a great episode and good start to the season!

[vgckwb]

P5R: Rebel Girl (A FeMC Story/P5R Rework) Chapter 147: Being Someone’s Smile

Thursday was another day off for Ren. After eating breakfast, she decided to check up on a few things. Firstly, she went to the theater close by. She noticed that the old couple running the place were in higher spirits, now that that shrewd businessman wasn’t trying to take away their pride and joy anymore. She decided to catch a movie while she was there.

After she left the theater, she decided to check up on the story of the person she knows as Fumio Akitsu. According to the news, he turned himself in, and is awaiting trial. The amount of times he’s done what he’s done complicates things for him, but as a silver lining, when he explained why he thought it was a good idea, some people (mostly people on the Phansite) understood his plight. Still, it's a long road.

Ren then decided to head up to Akihabara. She figured that since kids had the day off, Shinya would probably be spending it at the arcade. Sure enough, as soon as she entered the arcade, she could hear him cursing up a storm.

She walked over. “Come on, you bastard!” Shinya yelled. Despite his fiery demeanor, he was winning. “Gah!” A few shots later, Shinya won. “There we go.”

“Hey,” Ren said. Shinya looked up. He was a little surprised. “Good job.”

“Heh,” Shinya smiled. “That was nothing.” Ren chuckled. “But I have to tell you, ever since the Phantom Thieves dealt with that cheater, more people are playing, so I have to be more on top of my game than ever.”

“It’s not too much for you, is it?” Ren teased.

“Well…” Shinya said. Ren seemed a little worried. “I dunno. Not really?” Ren sighed. “I’m just thinking about a lot.”

“Oh,” Ren said. “Well, if you have a lot on your plate, I guess you don’t need me filling it up.”

“Well….hold on….” Shinya said. “I…guess I can make some time. After all, we have today off, right?”

“Right,” Ren said. She picked up the gun controller and put some money in.

“Are you ready?” Shinya asked. Ren nodded. “Good. Then let’s go!” They started. Shinya was teaching Ren some new tricks, as well as tips for getting through faster. While Ren was patient enough with him, he was still rather intense.

After they finished, Shinya said “Well…you ARE getting better…but at a snail’s pace.”

“Eh heh,” Ren laughed nervously. “Well, you know what they say, ‘slow and steady wins the race’.”

“What about The Phantom Thieves?” Shinya asked. “They started winning right off the bat.”

“Well, even so, they’re better now than when they first started,” Ren replied. “Do you think they could have taken on Medjed right away?”

“Hmmmm. I guess you’re right,” Shinya said. He sighed. “Maybe I was a bit too harsh on you. But you want to get better, right?”

“Right,” Ren said. Shinya sighed. Ren noticed he seemed a little exhausted. “Say,” Ren offered, “why don’t we go outside and talk about this over a drink, or a snack, or something?”

“That sounds like a good idea,” Shinya said. “Let’s go.”

Soon enough, the two of them were outside, enjoying some drinks and snacks. “So, what else is on your mind?” Ren asked.

“Huh?” Shinya replied.

“Well, you said you had a lot on your plate,” Ren said. “Perhaps I could help.”

“Um, you kind of already are,” Shinya answered. Ren looked at him, curious. Shinya sighed. “I’m trying to get stronger. Like the Phantom Thieves,” Shinya explained. “And since you're collaborating with them, I was maybe hoping to see how you are. If The Phantom Thieves trust you, you have to be pretty strong. Even if your Gun About Skills are not.”

“Well, I just started,” Ren said. “I’m not going to be as good as you yet. ”

“I guess that’s true…” Shinya said. “Sorry.”

“It’s alright,” Ren said. “But to your point, one of the things that makes The Phantom Thieves strong is that they are a team. They can rely on each other. Where one of them might be weak, another one might be strong.”

“So, what part are you?” Shinya asked. “What’s your skill?”

“Well, my job is to be a face,” Ren said. “The Phantom Thieves can’t just walk up to people and say ‘We’re The Phantom Thieves, and we’d like to talk to you.’ They need someone removed from them to get information.”

“Can’t they just eavesdrop?” Shinya asked.

“Well, they can,” Ren replied. “But sometimes the direct approach works better. Like how in Gun About you want to take out the armor first, but if they open up their core for an attack you shoot there.”

Shinya was stunned. “You’re picking up on things faster than I thought.” Ren giggled. Shinya sighed. “Still… What do you do if you don’t have anyone? What if you’re alone?”

Ren was just as stunned. She knew how Shinya was feeling all too well. Still, she smiled. “You’re not alone,” she said. Shinya looked up. “You have me. And you have The Phantom Thieves.”

“The Phantom Thieves believe in me?” Shinya asked, surprised.

“Of course,” Ren answered. “You helped them take down that cheater after all. They couldn’t have done that without you.”

“Woah,” Shinya said. “Heh heh. I must be stronger than I thought.” He looked up at Ren. “Thanks.”

Tower-Shinya Oda: Rank 2.

Shinya stood up. “So, wanna have another go at Gun About?”

“Of course,” Ren said. They headed back in, and Shinya subjected her to another session. While fits of anger still popped out, he was a little more calm about things. Once it got kind of late, Shinya had to go home. He said goodbye, and Ren waved at him as he rushed off.

Ren then decided to head up to Shinjuku. It’d been a bit since she spoke with Ohya, so she wanted to see how things were going. She entered Crossroads and saw Ohya at the counter looking miserable. She glanced at Ren. “Ah, perfect timing.”

“Um, don’t take this the wrong way, but it doesn’t entirely seem like it,” Ren countered.

“Ha ha,” Ohya chuckled. “Yeah, I’m not ideal company right now. But I could sure use some.”

“You have Lala, right?” Ren asked.

“You can never have too much,” Ohya said.

“Touche,” Ren said. She sat down next to Ohya. She looked at Lala. “I’ll take a soda.”

“Coming right up,” Lala said. She fixed Ren a drink. “Here you go.”

“Thanks,” Ren said. “So, how long has she been like this?”

“Generally, since Kayo’s disappearance,” Lala teased. Ohya blew a raspberry at her. “But her current slump started…around the time that principal died.”

“Oh yeah, that was your principal, wasn’t it?” Ohya said.

“Yeah…” Ren replied.

“Ugh,” Ohya scoffed. “Sorry, I didn’t mean it like-”

“Don’t worry,” Ren said. “He wasn’t exactly well liked by…well…any of the students. He helped cover up the Kamoshida thing after all.”

“Right…” Ohya said. “Well, he and my boss sound like two peas in a pod.”

“How so?” Ren asked.

“My boss is pressuring me into writing an article stating without evidence that The Phantom Thieves messed with that police officer’s head to kill him,” Ohya explained.

“Wow,” Ren said.

“I keep telling him it’s more in line with the mental shutdowns that were happening before The Phantom Thieves arrived on the scene,” Ohya continued, “but he wasn’t having any of it. ‘Maybe it was them this whole time’ he said. It’d be one thing if it was true, but there’s no proof.” Ohya sighed deeply. “I think he’s doing this to check if I’m willing to listen and not push towards Kayo.”

“Maybe…” Ren said.

Ohya glanced at Ren. “Do you have anything concrete? Hopefully not that The Phantom Thieves are cold-blooded killers.”

“Well, I don’t think they are,” Ren said. “But if you want something concrete, I’m willing to give you this: You know how there’s a lot of commotion about Okumura Foods?” Ohya nodded. “Well, it’s no secret that a lot of people want The Phantom Thieves to change the CEO’s heart. Whether or not they’re doing so is a secret…until now.”

“So, are they?” Ohya asked.

“They are,” Ren said. Ohya grew excited. “However, I will state that this isn’t just because the people want them to. They have their own reasons.”

“Do you know what they are?” Ohya asked.

“They told me that they’ll become apparent once they steal his heart,” Ren informed her.

“Hm,” Ohya said. “Well, that’s something.” She finished her drink. “I don’t think they’d tell you if they’d kill someone. I don’t want to believe my boss, but I don’t want to discount anything without hard proof.”

“No, I get it,” Ren said. “Akechi feels like as long as they aren’t accountable to anyone but themselves, some people will always doubt them. But that lack of accountability to others has its upsides as well.”

“Like what?” Ohya asked.

“Well, they wouldn’t be pressured into spreading a potential lie by their boss,” Ren teased.

Ohya huckled. “You know, you always know how to cheer me up. If you were a boy, I might actually consider dating you.”

“I mean, I don’t have to be,” Ren said. “I told you I was a lesbian.”

“Ha ha ha ha,” Ohya laughed. “True. But I’m not sure I feel the same.”

“Hm,” Ren said, sipping her soda. “Well, even if you did, I’d have to tell you that I have a girlfriend already.”

“Ay! Now there’s a scoop!” Ohya cheered. “So what’s she like?”

“Calm down,” Lala said. “You’re supposed to be a writer for The Phantom Thieves, not teenage gossip.”

“But it’s been so long since I’ve been involved in teenage gossip,” Ohya said. “A part of me misses it.”

“Alright, you seem too drunk now,” Lala said. “I’m cutting you off.”

“No fair!” Ohya said. “You know I’m joking.”

“You know how serious I am about people’s personal lives,” Lala said.

“I know, I know,” Ohya said.

“But still, it’s nice to see you in such a bubbly mood,” Lala said. “You’ve been so miserable.”

“I mean, I can’t blame her,” Ren said. “Being forced to do something she doesn’t want to is not a fun experience.”

“Amen to that,” Lala said.

“Hey kid,” Ohya said. “Don’t make yourself so scarce, OK?”

“Sorry,” Ren said. “I’ve been really busy.”

“Well, when you say it like that, it makes me feel bad,” Ohya said.

Ren chuckled. “I’ll try and make some time for you.”

“Atta girl!” Ohya said. She lifted her glass. “Cheers.” Ren clinked her glass with Ohya’s.

Devil-Ichiko Ohya: Rank 5

Ren spent some more time keeping Ohya cheery, but left to catch the train to get back to Leblanc before they stopped running.

[erin-bo-berin]

I’ve got it!!!! Raw, dirty sex in the bathroom of a bar (similarity to a Djo song lyric is purely coincidental) or in the back alley - cos they are drunk and horny (Steve and reader that is) - preferably already a couple but if not, that’s cool too! What do you think? 🤔

Oh I have the PERFECT scenario for this one. I love this so much, thank you!

I also have to use this gif since it’s set at a bar heh

Rendezvous

Steve Harrington x Reader

Warnings: Smut (It gets filthy I’m sorry)

MASTERLIST

The bar Steve sat in was filled with noise. Between the chatter of voices, the clinking of glasses and the music being played, it made for quite the loud atmosphere.

It didn’t help that there was a group of guys around his age just down the bar from him. Although, out of curiosity he was eavesdropping on their conversation. They were playing some sort of game where they bet on the chances of whichever guy that was up could get the girl he approached to to leave with him. So far, it didn’t seem any of them were doing great. Two of them were watching their buddy currently strike out too, by the looks of it.

Steve took a sip from his beer bottle, watching out of interest. It didn’t help that this guy was hitting on the one girl that had caught Steve’s eye in this bar. The moment Steve set eyes on you, he felt desire flood his veins.

You were sitting all pretty at a high table across the room, sitting in the matching tall chair, your legs crossed underneath the table top. You had on a stunning little sundress that showed off your curves in the best way as you shifted in your seat. The neckline was low, with just a hint of cleavage peeking out, showing more of the swell of your breasts than anything—that sight alone made him nearly feral. He couldn’t help it, he was a man after all.

The hemline of your dress was just a hair from being too short, showing off legs that his dirty mind could already picture being wrapped around his waist. Of course, he wouldn’t be having these thoughts if you hadn’t already been giving him several flirty smiles from across the bar all evening. He caught every single one of the sultry glances you threw his way, even as you talked to one of the idiots from the three musketeers that were situated near him.

You were running a finger along the lip of your martini glass, as you seemed to listen to the guy, pausing to take a sip of the drink. It was funny, he didn’t take you to be a martini girl. But you were surprising him.

He didn’t miss the way you tipped your head back, laughing, your gorgeous face lit up with your laughter. He turned back towards the front of the bar, fighting a small pang of jealousy.

“Looks like he’s doing good,” the first guy commented, “Maybe I’ll actually win this bet.”

“No, man, he’s striking out,” the second laughed, “Look.”

Steve peered over his shoulder seeing the laughter that had been on your face replaced by a seriousness, maybe even an expression that held a little pity. He saw more than he heard, you say the words, “No, thank you.”

“Fuck!” the first guy cussed, throwing down a bill.

Steve hid his smirk behind the bottle as he took another drink.

“I said, I’m not interested.”

Steve—along with the guy’s two buddies—heads whipped towards your table where you looked quite indignant and pissed off.

“Struck out,” second guy laughed as the wounded puppy came back to his friends with a scowl.

“Uptight bitch,” he mumbled.

Steve had an idea then. Probably not a smart one, but he was going for it anyway.

“Say, I couldn’t help but overhear you guys,” he said, sliding off the barstool, pulling out his wallet as he approached the group.

“I’ll bet you all $20 that I can get that one to leave with me,” Steve said, pulling out a crisp twenty and setting it on the bar in front of them.

“Which one?” first friend asked.

His gaze went right to you, head tilting just the slightest to indicate it was you that he meant.

“The one who just shot down Scott?” the other friend scoffed, “No way.”

“She’s too much of a prude, there’s no way she’ll agree to that,” the one that Steve assumed was Scott, said.

“I’ll take my chances,” Steve shrugged.

“I’ll bet $20 that you can’t,” said one of the two other guys—honestly Steve didn’t care to learn names.

The others nodded, adding to the pile. Soon, there was three additional twenties on the top of the bar.

“Alright, I’ll bite,” Scott said, the last one to set a bill down, “Good luck, pretty boy.”

Steve smirked, aiming to win the bet as he approached you. You were watching a few people on the small dance floor the establishment had, but turned your head as he got closer.

It was as if the rest of the bar disappeared as his eyes focused on you. His eyes instantly dropped to your mouth and he swallowed hard. You had such pretty lips. Perfect for kissing and…other things. That was definitely what his mind thought of as your tongue slid over them, moistening them while you watched him walk towards you.

“Hello there gorgeous. I’d ask you what brings you here, but I see a martini has,” Steve smirked, leaning against the side of the table.

You looked up into the handsome face of the guy standing above you. With a charming smile, sparkling brown eyes and a head of dark brown hair that seemed to be styled almost too perfectly, he was definitely attractive. His face and neck had a map of moles that just added to his features and you couldn’t stop staring at the brilliant smile of his—teeth straight and white, only adding to the attractiveness of the smile.

His voice was deep and flirtatious as you took in his outfit, Levi’s and a simple polo. It seemed as simple as he did and you liked that.

“Is that really how you expect to pick up girls?” you smirked.

“No, but not all of them are as alluring as you are.”

His eyes swept over you and you made sure to lean forward on your arms, closer to him, giving him an excellent view down your dress.

“Now that is a line if I’ve heard one,” you chuckled.

“It’s funny,” he said, ignoring your comment, “I didn’t take you to be a martini girl.”

“I’m full of surprises,” you grinned wickedly, grabbing the olive out of your glass and popping it into your mouth.

You chewed it, eyes never leaving his burning gaze.

“Can I buy you another drink?” he offered, politely.

“No thanks, one is enough for me. I don’t trust myself with two,” you bit your lip seductively, not even trying to be discreet, “Two makes me do naughty things.”

He swore his dick practically leapt to attention at that statement and he had to smother a groan.

“Is that so?” he smirked even more now, “Because those fellas over there seem to think you’re sort of a prude.”

He tilted his head in the direction of the three bozos and you peeked over his shoulder seeing three guys intently watching the two of you from the bar.

“So you came over here to see if you could try your luck after I shot your buddy down?”

Your tone wasn’t accusatory, merely amused as you sat back in the chair, folding your arms over your chest, a sly grin on your face.

“Something tells me I’m much more your type than him,” Steve grinned, eyes raking up and down you.

“Someone thinks highly of themselves,” you mused, “What makes you say that?”

Your skin erupted in goosebumps when you felt his hand on your thigh as he leaned closer to whisper in your ear.

“Because you haven’t taken your eyes off me since I walked in, sweetheart.”

You shuddered, the sensation of his breath tickling your ear exciting you.

“Am I correct?”

He pulled back enough to look at you directly.

“Perhaps you are,” you admitted.

“So about that second drink…” Steve said, hand inching higher to the point it was almost at the hem of your dress, “What naughty things does it make you do?”

“Who knows. Maybe you’ll have to buy me one to find out,” you teased.

“Maybe I will,” he smirked, eyes lidded with desire, “Tell me, would it allow your boyfriend to have his way with you in the bathroom bar?”

Your eyes flicked to the hallway that led to the bathrooms and then back to the face of your boyfriend. Desire flooded your entire senses, the throbbing between your legs amped up even more after this little exercise.

“I would say so, Steve,” you nodded, now desperate to get out of there.

His smirk grew as he helped you down off the chair and bent to whisper once more in your ear.

“You just earned me $80, babe.”

He gave your ass a subtle tap as he walked back to the bar where the three guys both stared at him in shock.

Steve plucked up the bills, stuffing them in his jeans pocket unable to keep the victorious grin off his face. He may have won the bet, but the best prize was still to come.

“Pleasure doing business with you gentlemen.”

•

The bathroom was surprisingly as nice as the front of the bar. It was dimmer than the front room, with a haze of purple light. A quick glance around made you aware of the small, purple LED lights around the mirror above the connected sinks, the cabinet of them a dark marble-like finish. That was all the time you had to take the room in because the moment the door was closed behind you, Steve was on you, pressing you against the wall and kissing you hard.

You moaned into the kiss, not minding one bit that he’d practically pounced on you the moment you were alone. You’d at first been skeptical of this little sexual role playing of pretending to be strangers, but something about it had increased your arousal tenfold while you’d waited for him to approach you.

Your hands tangled into his hair as your lips slotted against his rapidly. You heard a click come from the side of you and you realized he’d reached behind you and flicked the lock so no one would walk in.

When planning for this, you didn’t expect to end up in the bathroom, but at this point you wanted him so badly you didn’t expect to make it to his car.

One of his hands was pressed against the door, near your head, steadying himself while the other had snuck around to your back, pressing you closer to him. His hips pressed into yours as his tongue explored your mouth, desire and need motivating him. He groaned into the kiss when your knee lifted, brushing against the arousal in his jeans.

“Prude my ass,” Steve mumbled, still remembering the annoying guy’s words about his girlfriend.

He lifted you up carrying you further inside the bathroom as he kissed down your neck. You giggled at his statement, realizing the true irony of that considering yours and Steve’s current activities.

You’re pressed up close to him as he carries you to the sinks so you can see the thin sheen of sweat on his forehead. It mixes with his cologne in the best ways possible, creating a heady scent that makes your head fuzzier than any drug known to man could.

He squeezes your hips in his hands as he sets you on top of the sink counter, moving between your legs. He’s bathed in the purple light from the mirror lights, though it still creates a dim, sensual atmosphere. You can see the desire on his face as his thumb comes up to your lips, gently tugging your bottom lip down.

“Guess you didn’t need that second drink after all,” he murmured.

“No. You make me naughty enough,” you purred.

He swallows hard and you swear you feel his cock twitch in his pants from where he’s pressed against your thigh. He takes his time to make his next move and gives you a wicked grin as he pulls down the thin spaghetti straps of your dress down each shoulder. He leaves a heated kiss on each shoulder before he pulls the neckline down enough so your breasts fall out.

He groans at your already puckered nipples, indicating just how turned on you are. If he had a hand between your legs at the moment, he’d find more evidence there. For as hurried as he was before, he wants to stop and take a moment with you. After all, it’s not every day an opportunity like this presents itself.

Your head falls back with a moan, your fingers tangling into his hair when he pulls a nipple into his mouth, giving it a hard suck. The other boob gets equal attention, but with his hand massaging it, fingers flicking the nipple.

You tried to bring your mouth back to his when he pulled away, but your gaze dropped as he dropped to his knees in front of you. Pushing your dress up, his fingers dipped into the waistband of your underwear. You lifted your hips the slighted when he kissed your inner thigh, inadvertently aiding him in pulling your panties down. He didn’t break eye contact with you as he dragged the garment down your legs.

You were almost positive at this point that if he had any more teasing games in store for you, you would combust. You’d waited for nearly an hour before he’d shown up at the bar. You’d taken a cab here to keep in role and you’d waited in anticipation for him to show. Little did he know that you’d practically started squirming the minute he’d arrived looking all handsome in the tight polo and jeans.

“Steve, please,” you whined, reaching for his jeans, when he stood once again.

You’d barely fumbled it opened when he captured your lips with his, the kiss fiery and full of promise of what he was going to do to you.

Before you knew what was happening, he’d pulled you off the countertop, whirling you around and bending you over it. Your dress was in a heap around your waist and the cool bite of the countertop against your nipples only aroused you more. You heard a zip and a rustle of clothing as Steve pushed his pants and boxers down enough to be out of the way. Then he was holding you, hovering over you as he whispered in your ear, eyes holding yours in the reflection of the mirror.

“I want you to watch me fuck you,” he whispered hoarsely in your ear, the tip of his cock teasing your entrance.

You were so worked up by the point that all you could offer was a nod, just wanting him to plunge into you with all he had.

He wasn’t rough, but he wasn’t exactly gentle either as he snapped his hips forward, your pussy taking his girth and stretching you in such an magnificent way. You moaned at the feeling of having him in you again—the thing you’d been anticipating all evening.

He was in no mood for teasing by this point as he withdrew and thrust back into you again, a low groan coming from his throat. He’d been fantasizing about this as well, all night, though he’d never imagined it to be in the bathroom bar.

“Oh shit, Steve,” you moaned and he almost lost control then.

Normally, he was able to see your reaction to him just by looking up or down at you, but something about watching you in the mirror drove him wild. Your brows were drawn in concentration, focusing on the movements of your own body as you moved back against his. Your eyes were closed and head lolled to the side. Your teeth were sunken into your bottom lip to keep you from making anymore noise than possible.

His hand twisted into your hair, jerking your head up firmly, but not enough to hurt.

“I said watch, baby,” he uttered, “Watch the way you fall apart on my cock.”

The low whine of yours turned into a moan when he angled your hips back further to hit deeper within you.

“Oh my god, fuck,” you groaned, trying your hardest to obey him and watch.

The dimness of the bathroom hid most details of his body from you, but you could see the outline of his body above you as he pounded into you without abandon. He’d been as desperate and as horny as you’d been this entire time too.

The purple lights lit his face just enough for you to see how completely blissed out he was right now. It was like you were his own personal drug of choice. With lidded eyes and parted lips causing his more frequents moans and groans to escape, the sight was one of the most erotic things you’d captured.

Your pussy clenched around him, eager to milk him for all he was worth but you weren’t ready to be done yet, you still wanted to enjoy this for just a bit longer. One of his hands pressed against your stomach, protecting your body from the uncomfortable edge of the counter and used it to his aid, helping him to push your body back against his in time to his rhythm.

He leaned over you, making the position more intimate before as he kissed across your shoulder and up your neck, taking your earlobe gently between his teeth before whispering in your ear.

“You’re going so good for me, baby. You’re my good girl aren’t you?”

“Yes, fuck yes,” you moaned, hand gripping one of his forearms because there was nowhere on the counter for you to possibly grab.

“My good girl is doing so fucking good for me,” he growled into your ear.

God, you loved when Steve talked this way to you. Although it made you completely crazy, it was sexy as hell and he knew you’d react to it, every single time. This time was no different as you arched into him with a mewl when he hit the one spot within you that only he’d ever been able to find.

“Feels so good,” you whimpered.

You swore you felt his smirk against your shoulder as he continued his relentless thrusts into you.

You were so close as you grabbed his hand, leading it down to your throbbing clit. He obliged with a hoarse chuckle that turned into a moan as you tightened around him once again.

His touch had just reached your clit when you heard the bathroom door shaking and a muffle voice behind it. You gasped, immediately righting, throwing Steve a panicked look over your shoulder. You were practically half naked with him balls deep in you and your eyes widened when you realized Steve wasn’t letting up on you.

He held you more firmly against him, thrusts slowing to a teasing, shallow pace, making your impending orgasm vanish.

“They’ll give up. Just keep moaning my name, sweetheart. Let everyone know how well I fuck you.”

He smirked as one shallow, slow thrust turned into a hard, deep one and you couldn’t help the loud moan that followed. You didn’t have enough energy left to care to be embarrassed as all you could focus on was Steve making you see stars.

Whether the person on the other side of the door had heard what you two were up to or simply did give up like Steve had thought, the rattling stopped and the only sounds that could be heard was yours and his mixed moans of pleasure.

“Steve, Steve, Steve,” you chanted, like his name was a prayer on your lips, the building knot of ecstasy in your gut growing again.

His touch was slow and firm on your clit, as opposed to his thrusts, practically making you drunk on his cock. You were so close, yet you didn’t even have to say a word, he could tell by the way you couldn’t keep the moans from coming, the way you were tensing against his body and the sensation of your pussy clenching. Every clench sent him closer to his own release.

Just seeing you splayed over the bathroom bar sinks as he repeatedly disappeared into you was enough to make him orgasm on the spot, but the fact you’d been so much louder and free of inhibitions tonight made the sex that much hotter. He honestly couldn’t get enough of you. This time wasn’t even over yet and he knew he’d be hard for you within minutes afterwards.

“I know, baby,” he grunted, eyes squeezing in his own pleasure.

He forced himself to watch you in the mirror as you approached your orgasm. His touch on your clit sped up, trying to bring you to the brink faster. When you shattered, he had to hold the feral growl in his throat as it was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen.

You gripped the edge of the sinks in desperation as your body gave in to the euphoria and his name fell from your lips, followed by a high, breathy moan. Your face was filled with pleasure that he was proud to know was from him and only him. His observation wasn’t long enough though as he quickly came just watching you fall apart. What had started as a small tingle turned into him groaning and swearing as his warm liquid expelled into you. Your moaned softly, feeling it dampen your thighs, a sensation you always loved.

“God,” he groaned, when his body stilled against yours, “You’re so fucking sexy, Y/N.”

His lips brushed your cheek before pulling out of you, situating himself and pulling his pants back up before grabbing a paper towel and dampening it. You were still bent over the counter, too spent to move just yet.

“You okay there, babe?” he chuckled, bending down to wipe your thighs down.

You winced when he brushed your still sensitive pussy and he apologized softly, kissing the back of your thigh before standing again and pulling your dress back down over your legs. He had no idea where your underwear had gone—he might’ve accidentally tossed them in the trash can for all he knew.

“I don’t think I’ll be able to walk out of here properly,” you groaned, pulling the top of your dress back up.

“Good,” Steve smirked, hand coming to rest on your ass, “Maybe then those guys out there will see a perfect example of a well fucked woman.”

You hit his chest lightly, chuckling. He pulled you in for a kiss, much sweeter and gentler than he’d been with you just moments before. He could act both ways—rough or gentle—yet you knew he loved you fiercely, no matter what.

“Come on, let’s get out of here,” he said, taking your hand and heading towards the door.

You followed him as he looked over his shoulder at you, voicing his current thought out loud.

“You know though, even though it was a more than successful exercise, I think I learned something about myself.”

He unlocked and opened the door, holding it open for you to walk through. You removed your hand from his as you walked through the doorway, curious about his statement.

“Oh yeah? What?”

He wrapped an arm around your waist and brought you close to give his answer, though there was no one else around to hear it.

“Mirror sex is definitely a turn on.”

Your eyes flicked to the bathroom door before you two walked away from it.

You and Steve might have to visit again, sometime.

[mytheoristavenue]

AEGM Max Goof x Sad!Reader - Ego

Your friend Max comforts you after you find out that Bradley was only dating you to make him jealous.

“Max...” you spoke softly, sighing, your gaze downcast. “You really don’t have to apologize. You tried to warn me, afterall.” You laughed weakly. He let go of a heavy sigh. 

“Y-Yeah, I guess so...” he said, rubbing guilt off the back of his neck.

Your memory flicked back to the big falling out you and Max had had a few months ago as his voice became downed out by lack of interest. 

“You’re such an idiot, (Y/N). Honestly, it’s a wonder you even got into college.” Max spat, making Pj and Bobby cringe from discomfort. 

“Maybe you should, like, easy up on her, man.” Bobby suggested, rubbing the back of his neck. 

“I’m the idiot?!” You screamed back. “I don’t really understand how you have the right to wonder how I got in to college when you’re flunking out of it! All you care about is those stupid games, you don’t even do your homework!”

Max’s cheeks reddened from embarrassment. “You bitch! I told you that in confidence!”

“Dude! Don’t call (Y/N) a bitch!” Pj deffended, standing up and slamming his palms on the table. “What would your dad say?”

“Who cares? He’s skating for the Gammas and now suddenly Bradley confesses his undying love for (Y/N)? It’s a set up and she’s dumb enough to believe it!”  he snarled before turning back to you. “The only reason he’s interested in you is to piss me off. He’s using you, why is that so hard to understand?”

The tears that had been welling in your eyes finally broke free and slipped down your cheeks in rapid succession. “Max, why is it so hard to believe that someone likes me? Am I really so ugly and terrible that it’s so outlandish that someone would think I’m speical?”

“Honestly? Yeah!” he replied, sitting back down in the coffee shop booth, arms crossed. 

You sniffled, haven taken much more than you could take already. “Fine.” you sat, turning and leaving with at least some of your dignity in tact. 

“(Y/N), are you even listening?” Suddenly, Max’s soft tone brought you back to the present moment. He looked disappointed that you hadn’t heard him. 

“I-I’m sorry, I zoned out. What’d you say?”

He shook his head, taking a sip of coffee. “Nevermind. What happened between you guys exactly, anyways?” You took a shaky breath before explaining how you broke up with Bradley.

“Well...Brad was practicing late the other night, so I got all dressed up and packed a pinic. I thought it’d be nice to eat dinner and watch the sunset on the quad.” Max smiled gently at your romantic gesture, it reminded him of all the times you’d baked him sweets out of the blue in school. Evn back then you were a hopeless romantic.

“He blew you off, I’m guessing?”

“Not exactly. Usually, when I knock on the door, someone lets me into the house, but when I got there, it was cracked open and dark, so I let myself in. I followed voices to the game room and peeked in on some sort of meeting and overheard Brad with some other girl, telling her that ‘it was just a matter of time’ and she ‘only had to deal with me for a little longer’. It was his real girlfriend. He told her all about how he’s just using me to knock you off your game so he could win the games.”

“Yikes,” Max cringed. “That’s rough.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t believe you, Max, I really am an idiot.” you sniffled, dropping your head against the table. He looked away, uncomfortable. The truth was eating away at him. 

“You’re not an idiot. The need for affection is what makes you a person. It’s not you’re fault.”

“I should’ve listened to you. And I’m sorry I spilled the beans about your grades...I was just embarrassed.”

Max chuckled a bit and brushed it off. “It’s fine, Pj helped me with my homework and im making solid C’s now.”

“That’s good, I’m glad you’re gonna get to stay in school.”

“Heh, yeah.” The coffee shop fell quiet, the crisp morning turning out to be a slow one as far as business went. Soft jazz played though hidden speakers, and the stage remained dark, as entertainment hours were reserved for evenings. The two of you silently sipped at your respective coffee, neither of you wanting to make the first move to break through this lull in the conversation.

“(Y/N), I gotta come clean on something.” Max finally said, letting fo of a heavy breath, relieved to now finally be getting this off his chest. “I...actually didn’t know about Brad’s plan..”

Your ears perked up at his confession. “What do you mean? You asked, suspicion plaguing your face.

“I just didn’t want you to be with somebody else...especially my rival. I-I guess you’ve just always been there. I always knew you liked me, and it always felt kinda nice to be wanted. When brad asked you out, I guess I panicked. I just didn’t want to lose my number one fan...” he admitted. You had always been Max’s cheerleader, metaphorically and literally. You even joined the cheer squad in middle school when he went out for football, even though he quit after a month. You were always so supportive of him, and he took advantage of your feelings for him, it was you’re dynamic.

Max began to sweat as you remained silent, tormented by your lack of responce. Finally, when you did speak, his anxiety interupted you. “T-That’s so...”

“Selfish. I know. (Y/N), the truth is, I never thought I’d have feelings for you. You were just one of the guys, ya know? Nerdy and akward, just like us. But...after I broke up with Roxanne, and you took her side, things changed. That was the first time you weren’t there to back me up, and it freaked me out...” Max drug a gloved hand over his face, as if to wipe away his shape like sweat after a hot day. “After that blew over, I started trying to impress you to keep you hooked on so I-...So I wouldn’t have to lose you again. And I know it worked, because it was obvious how much you liked me. I liked that feeling. But when I saw Brad with his arms around you, I just snapped.”

You were honestly more heartbroken now than before. How could someone who you called your friend be so cruel? As your breath hitched, you stiffled a sob and grabbed your bag, prepared to exit the booth. Suddenly, Max’s finger’s wrapped themselves firmly around your wrist. “W-Wait, please don’t go!” You were startled by his force and despiration, and seeing this, he loosened his grip immensly. “Please, let me finish.” You sighed, never having been able to turn down his puppy dog eyes, before sitting back down.

“I couldn’t beleive it where you told us he’d asked you out. I-it felt like he’d taken everything from me, my dad, my dignity, and now...you.”

“Max, I never belonged to you, and neither did you dad. As for your dignity, you left that at home.” you spat, narrowing your eyes, expecting to spark an arguement. Max was never the type to let an insult go, but this time for whatever reason, he did. He simply looked down at the table and agreed with you. 

“I know.” He spoke lowly. “I-I guess, the truth is...I like you, I just didn’t realize it until you weren’t there anymore. I’m sorry for all the hurt I’ve caused, and I don’t blame you for not wanting anything to do with me.” he finally confessed, figuring he’d stalled enough. He knew the pain of watching you walk out of his life was inevitable, but he’d just have to suffer from his own mistakes.

“You’re such a loser, Max.” you said flatly, crossing your arms.

“Hey!” he responded, perking up, irritated, but that all melted away when he saw your smile, wich in turn made him smile and cock a brow. “What?”

You shook your head and giggled at him. “For a really long time, I fantasized about you telling me the things that you to Roxanne. And the wehn Brad came around and actually said those things, it felt nice, but it wasn’t all I had dreamt it to be.”

“What do you me?” he asked, tilting his head in confusion. “I thought you really like Bradley?”

“I did.” You grinned. “But his laugh just isn’t as cute as yours.”

Max’s face became overrun with honeyglow and he gave a shy smile. “You really think I have a cute laugh?” he asked, ironically letting out an embarrasing chuckle, slapping his hands over his mouth.

“Sure do.” you replied, prying his hands away so you could hold them. He sighed after a moment. 

“I’m kinda busy this week, with the games and all but...after I win, do you maybe wanna go see a movie or something?” he asked, hopefully.

You nodded happily, squeezing his hands in yours. “I’d love to, a-yuck.” you cooed, copying his insecurity.

“Hey!”

[yourfifitherealone]

My New Favorite Player (pt1?)

(Art made by @dreamuchuu)

(Dabi has He/It pronouns and Y/N has they/she)

Today, someone is going to audition to have a spot the League. Dabi threw their information papers on my desk and walked out the room I sighed and started to examine them. Their name is Y/N L/N, they were female, very tall in height, Pronouns consisted of They/Them and She/Her and quirk was invisibility. And had dark red hair (probably not good for sneaking and hiding but if needed, they could dye it). They were very attractive, about my age they could use seduction if they really wanted, (they definitely had the looks to do so). I wrote it down and some side comments and thoughts. The recruit was coming in in about an hour Toga had told me she was excited to "have another girl in the family" I bet she was.

When we heard a pattern of knocking on our door we knew it was them we all got to position at our meeting table (yes it is planned) and stayed quiet while Dabi opened the back door. "Hello" "just get inside." Then we started to hear light footsteps but since they were so quiet I lost what direction but I was betting Dabi wasn't gonna show them around because he's him. The door creaked and we all turned to look she looked exactly like she did in the file photos. "Hello" "Hi! I'm Toga Himiko and this is my best friend Jin!" I face-palmed Toga over sharing info to a absolute compete stranger, "too much info Himiko..." I whispered harshly just for her to hear. "Sorry boss" she said with a shrug. Dabi and the recruit sat next to each other putting Y/N in the between us.

"The famous, Tomura Shigarki, this feels unreal to be sitting in a room with someone with such an impact on the world" "Tryna sweet talk him already Y/N?" Dabi teased while circling the ring of his glass filled with an unknown drink. "Heh he wishes, bit honestly I do admire you guys for everything you do" "What is it that we do Y/N?" I cut to the chase. "Well standing for what you believe in you probably had TONS of people thinking you were crazy and think deserved to go to jail and maybe still do. The death threats the name calling the drama and trag talk from the news channels and interviewers that you guys run from, it's nice you guys found each other to share your belief with instead of thinking it's only you thinking like that. And starting to think 'maybe I am crazy?' y'know?"

I was actually stunned by her response I instantly thought she had a place her but we can't be too trusting after the Hawks incident (Dabi still wears that red feather...). "Hm interesting Mrs L/N" "Truly touching!" Twice said wiping a fake tear still, wearing his mask while Toga was leaning her head on Jin's shoulder. Spinner was uninterested in the meeting he was just messing with his knives. Dabi has stopped with the glass thing and leaned back in it's chair, satisfied. Spinner whispered "boring.." "Hush! Tell us another one pretty lady!" Toga exclaims "Yeah another!" Twice agrees while nodding profusely. They freeze looking uncomfortable and nervous with this recently added pressure and attention put on them just now. "Hey it was just one question you can't win a game just by pushing one button once, you see how talented they are~ So, Y/N how far are you willing to go for this cause?"

She sighed and then spoke "erm well I don't have much to give for this or much to stay for really so the only thing I had left beliefs, stubbornness, and dignity, I took and basically ran with it put everything into those same beliefs only for people to think I was 'thinking too much about it' and that the "heroes" help us' and then I found y'all. I'm ready to sacrifice most for this, if not that I don't know what else." "Very very impressive answers" I praised. "Ugh this is just my favorite thing. Emotional and heartfelt things , right Toga?" Toga was actually tearing up trying to hold back her tears, emotional bastards. "You made Toga cry! I'll never forgive you.." Twice said dragging his finger across his throat threatening them "-Im just kidding! It's all good she'll be fine, swear!"

"Just cuz she is a professional speaker doesn't mean anything ahead saying is true or that she had guts" Spinner announces. "Yeahh...or strength, stealth, talent or fearless they could just be a loser with nothing better to do" Dabi chimes in. Toga frowns in disappointment and Twice face changes into a mean face "how do we know we can trust her?" Twice says hugging Toga's neck due to height difference. Everyone's still on edge due to our last betrayal but we helped each other keep calm, stay open, and trusting. "Hey hey don't dogpile on our fan~ We'll give them test based off what you think a recruit should need wether it be paper test or physical trial and error. Are you up for that new player?" She nodded "then that settles it new player waits here you set up the test for them they'll do them then she's in after a few weeks or months of caution just in case. They all got up and ran into the living room to start working on their test, "It might take them a while get comfortable" I said closing the door behind me.

After training her and realizing she had a long way to go but still a valuable asset she's was a LOV member. Not too long after everyone went back to our LOV base (of course we wouldn't take her to our actual home just to train we were definitely smarter than that) while I stayed behind with the new recruit. "When are you gonna retreat home back to YOUR base huh~?" She turned in one of the conference chairs towards me holding her information and my notes on it. "You say I have looks, about 2 to 3 times on this y'know?" She says waving the paper around. I look down in slight embarrassment, "Not flirting just figuring you out for this exact game and see if your a perfect fit to be a player in it." She looked me up and down with a certain look I had to admit it was making me feel something.

"I can be a player in your game" "what?" "nothing." She tossed the paper down and walked over to me; she traced little circles onto my collarbone. Then slowly went down until she landed at my chest. She the rested her palm on it and pressed lightly. I tried holding in my sighs of pleasure but I let out a shaky low breath.

This player to say the least was.... advanced.

She put her unoccupied hand next to me on the wall practically pinning me there. "When was the last time you experienced this before huh?" She said looking at me with a smirk. I tried replying but closed my mouth due to embarrassment. To be honest I haven't done this, ever being a full time villain on the run isn't easy and makes no time for romantic things like relationships; only quick sex and hook ups which I wasn't into. She hummed quietly while her hand reached farther down my stiff body untill she reached the top of my pants, "Do you wanna do this, Boss?"

"Do you think you can just seduce me and her in the league?" "Oh, already KNOW I'm in no matter what the rest think 1. You need more members and 2. I see the way you look at me and the thoughts about me and my skill. Maybe I do need more teaching but I'm great to have on your side and even the rest know that. I don't need to use my body to prove to you, OR anyone else I already know I'm very capable. Now do you wanna do this or not?"

I nodded feeling me droll for her and whatever she wants to do to me. My pants feeling tighter than when I had out them on. My heart was beating so fast I was so excited this..rush is addicting almost. "I-I think you might be my favorite player"

"I better be"

*maybe I could make a part two?😏*~FifiTheAuthor

[ericsonclan]

Christmas Is The Time To Fall In Love

Summary: Louis tries to convince Marlon, Mitch, and Violet to go to the mall thinking that they can all get girlfriends.

Word Count: 2096

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“I’m so booooored,” Louis groaned as he dangled upside down on his bed. His eyes stared blankly at his wall. He soon looked over to see that Violet was busy spinning a pencil on the top of her finger while Mitch and Marlon played a card game. “I said I’m bored.”

“We heard you the first time, Lou,” Violet grumbled.

“Well then you have to help me, I think it's a fatal case,” Louis dramatically draped his hand on his forehead.

“Can I have your cards if you croak?” Mitch glanced up after placing down a card that made Marlon swear.

“No! All my cards will be split between my blonde besties,” Louis huffed.

“I don’t want your stinkin’ cards,” Violet commented then leaned back in the chair. “Guess that means Mitch will have to fight Marlon for the cards,” She smirked over at her friends.

“Heh, I can kick his ass,” Mitch had a smug expression on his lips until Marlon placed down a card that messed everything up.

“I don’t know, I have some tricks up my sleeve,” Marlon’s eyes shone with confidence.

Louis watched his friends banter then glanced out the window to see the snow falling down. He didn’t want to go out and make a snowman or have a snowball fight. He was pretty sure that he couldn’t convince Mitch to do snow angels again considering that last time it had ended with Mitch looking like he pissed his pants. The other three had teased him relentlessly so that idea was now a bust. Louis continued to stare at the snowflakes when a thought appeared in his mind. Without really thinking he spoke. “Christmas is super romantic, so why don’t any of us have girlfriends?”

“We’re all ugly,” Violet stopped spinning around the pencil. “That’s the secret,”

“I don’t know, I think we’re pretty good-looking,” Louis countered. “Marlon is starting to get some facial hair - ladies love that,”

“Yeah, but his hair looks like that ,”

Marlon frowned at Violet’s comment. “What’s that supposed to mean? My hair is cool,”

“Maybe in the eighties,” Mitch laughed as he threw down his last card. “I win!”

“Damn it!” Marlon groaned and fell back onto the floor.

“Alright, so Vi’s answer was wrong. I think that this is the perfect time to find a girlfriend,” Louis sat up with a hopeful grin.

“Why do you say that, Lou?” Marlon poked his head up to look at his best friend.

“Because Christmas is the time to fall in love! Think about it - the snow, the singing, fireplaces, mistletoe. It’s like it was made to be the perfect time to fall in love!”

“So what, do you want to just run after girls and yell ‘I’m single’?” Mitch held a teasing smile on his lips.

“No, I’m smarter than that,” Louis huffed and jumped up to his feet.

“Are you?” Violet smirked as she continued to lean back in her chair.

“Yes, yes I am. Because we are going to the mall to find girlfriends! It will be great!” Louis beamed as he strolled forward to get his Christmas jacket.

“I don’t know, Lou,” Marlon was hesitant. “I think-”

“It’s a fucking great plan! Let’s get us some girlfriends!” Mitch jumped up, high-fiving Louis. Marlon and Violet shared a look; there was no point saying otherwise. With those two on board, they were gonna go no matter what.

It took a few minutes for Louis to pick out which holiday turtleneck he wanted to go with while he tried to convince the others to let him buy them some new holiday threads at the mall when they arrived. Violet declined immediately, disappearing into the backseat of the car while Mitch asked if this generous offer applied to any other items at the mall.

“No, just clothes,” Louis looked back through the rearview mirror at his friends.

“Then I’m good,” Mitch readjusted his jacket then got comfortable in his spot.

“I might pass too, I think I’m getting too nervous. My hands are sweaty,” Marlon mumbled as he rubbed his hands together.

“Damn, no one wants to take advantage of my holiday generosity. Well, then I guess you will just have to apologize by singing along to Christmas music with me.”

That got some groans from certain friends but once the music started Marlon soon joined in with Louis. The pair kept bouncing off of each other during the song while Mitch seemed to only join in during certain songs. Violet tried to hide the fact that she was humming and singing along softly to the music but the others seemed to know.

After what had turned out to be a loud car drive, the four of them entered the mall where the sound of Christmas music appeared, playing the same four songs that malls always played. A big Christmas tree could be seen smack dab in the center of the mall. Lights and other decorations filled the different sections around the mall while the shops held their own special decorations to try and entice customers to spend some money during this jolly holiday.

Alright! Today is the day!” Louis spun around, holding his arms out dramatically as he walked backwards in front of the other three. “By the end of the day, we will all have girlfriends!”

Violet and Marlon seemed more unsure about that but Mitch soon pumped his fist enthusiastically.

“Fuck yeah! Let’s fucking go!” He was raring to go and so Louis decided to help him out first. The group wandered through the mall, trying to find a girl that Mitch could get the nerve to go up and talk to. After what felt like forever Mitch spotted a girl he wanted to give a shot at getting to know.

“Alright, you got this!” Louis clapped Mitch on the back who stumbled forward. After a second he put on a confident smile and sauntered over, trying to act cool. The other three watched from a distance.

“I think he’s doing good,” Marlon commented as Mitch continued to converse with the girl.

“Yeah, he’s knocking it out of the park!” Louis smiled optimistically as he watched his friend lean against the wall by the girl.

“His fly is down,”

Violet’s words made the other two look over and soon spotted the fact that Mitch’s zipper was down. Marlon and Louis waved their arms, trying to get Mitch’s attention but he perceived it as them giving him some support. So he gave a cocky smile back at them then continued talking with the girl.

“So, could I get your number?” Mitch gave a smile over to the girl.

“Yeah, umm, I don’t really give my number to guys who can’t even remember to zip up their pants. Sorry,” The girl turned and walked away while Mitch stared down at his pants in shock.

“What the shit?!?” His eyes snapped up to look back at Louis and Marlon who were pointing at their pants in an attempt to help their friend but it was too late.

After that Mitch was in a mood, clearly embarrassed by it all, and decided to not bother with another try. So Louis turned to work on convincing Violet but she shut him down each step of the way. It got to the point where she hid out for a bit until Louis called to tell her that he wouldn’t try to pressure her into it anymore.

“Really? You’d hide in the bathrooms before flirting with a girl?” Mitch looked over at Violet who was more hunched over than usual.

“Shut up, I don’t like being pressured,”

“Yeah, let’s cut Vi some slack. I’ll give it a go,” Marlon offered which made Louis smile.

“Yes! Okay, time to find you a girlfriend,” Louis swung his arm over the back of Marlon’s neck. “Lead the way and we’ll support you,”

“Okay!” Marlon was pumped; he was ready to finally get up the courage to talk to a girl. That all soon dissipated though when he was standing frozen in place when he saw a pretty girl.

“Game plan time. Just go up to her and say she’s beautiful, that will be the perfect icebreaker,” Louis grabbed Marlon’s shoulders and gave him a good shake.

“Yeah, okay! Here I go!” Marlon walked forward, feeling his nerves rise. His hands were getting clammy again. He had to do it though; all he needed to say was the line that his best friend gave him.

Standing in front of the girl, Marlon took a deep breath. “I’m beautiful!” His voice rang around the general area for a second. A few awkward moments passed before Mitch burst out laughing. He clutched his sides while Marlon felt his confidence wither away; he was beyond embarrassed.

“That’s nice, I’m gonna go now,” The girl gave a friendly smile then walked away. Marlon watched her for a second before his head fell in defeat.

“Can’t win them all, buddy. But hey, A for effort!” Louis smiled at Marlon who returned it although his smile definitely looked sadder. After that Marlon called it quits which just left Louis.

“Okay, go show us how to do it,” Mitch looked over at Louis.

“Yeah, go get a girlfriend,” Violet mumbled as she took a sip of her soda.

Louis seemed more nervous than usual, his eyes searching the crowd at the mall. He didn’t really see any girl that he wanted to talk to. He didn’t get that feeling. “Nah, I’m not gonna be the guy that gets a girl while the rest of you don’t,”

Mitch gave a half-hearted laugh. “Maybe you’re just worried you’ll fuck it up like all of us,”

“I didn’t fuck up,” Violet corrected. That brought back the usual banter between Mitch and Violet until Louis spoke up again.

“So this year wasn’t the one, but don’t worry! Just watch, one Christmas all four of us will have girlfriends!” Louis declared confidently even though the other three seemed too skeptical or defeated to agree. But he was sure it would happen.

“So, when did they say they’d show up?” Marlon swayed back and forth on the balls of his feet.

“Clem texted me that they just got to the parking lot, so any second now.” Louis checked his phone, staring at the text.

“There they are,” Violet smiled as she spotted the group.

Prisha was talking excitedly with Brody about their favorite kinds of Christmas decorations while Sophie seemed to be debating with Clementine on which holiday food reigned supreme. All four of them were having such a good time together that it wasn’t until they heard Louis’ voice that their conversations stopped.

“Clem!” Louis ran forward and spun his girlfriend around. Clementine laughed as she was spun round until she cupped Louis’ face and stole a kiss.

Sophie moved past the happy couple and made her way to Marlon. “Hey there, Mar. I see your head hasn’t gotten the holiday memo?”

“Holiday memo?” Marlon looked confused until Sophie stuck a Santa hat on his head.

“There we go, much more festive!” She pressed a kiss to his cheek and intertwined their fingers. While those two shared a few laughs Brody went over to greet her boyfriend. Mitch immediately gave her a hug until he noticed that she wasn’t wearing a coat.

Brody seemed to pick up on his concern. “My coat got a tear in it but it's fine, it's not that cold,”

“Yeah, so I won’t need my jacket,” Mitch took off his jacket and wrapped it around Brody’s shoulder. “Looks better on you anyways,”

Brody blushed at those words then gave him a soft kiss.

Violet watched the other couples for a minute before she heard the warm cadence of her girlfriend’s voice.

“You are looking lovely,” Prisha strolled over, casually holding both of Violet’s hands in hers.

Violet felt her face heat up at that. “Thanks, you look great too,”

Prisha smiled at that and stole a quick kiss. She was about to say something more but was soon interrupted.

“Alright, it’s time for some holiday fun!” Louis declared as he wrapped his arms around Clementine’s shoulders. “Who wants to lead the way?”

“Oh! Me and Mars Bar will!” Sophie grinned then started to walk forward with Marlon. Quickly the other couples followed them. All of them talked happily, giving their input on what they wanted to do at the mall today. Violet watched silently for a few seconds, a soft smile on her face. Turns out Louis had been right after all.

[najatheangel]

𝐌𝐲 𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐞

pairing: Lee donghyuck x reader (ft. nct members)

genre: fluff, angst, comedy and spice.

inspired song: Bestie by Lloyd.

summary: donghyuck’s and his s/o memories as best friends leading up to becoming lovers. (btw this one’s a little longer than the ones i usually write so beware loves.)

Haechan’s POV: June, 24th, 2018. “Today’s the day where I finally tell her how I feel. After 7 years of my friendship, growing up together and holding back my feelings for so long, Today is the day where things change. I’m tired of being stuck in the friend zone this is my one and only chance before she moves away. Now or Never Hyuck...”

“She's a bad one not a fast one. Every time we get together we have fun”

Growing up, me and y/n always were always bound to be apart of each other’s lives. We’ve grew up in the same neighborhood, our parents met each other in school, our friends are dating each other and we even go to the same school together. Sounds very corny right? It’s true though.

Our thing was always playing horror games together every night after we finish doing homework together. She was always the procrastinator so I had to give her some motivation. Not only that, we always play around the swing sets in the park that’s right in front of our houses to talk about anything and everything that was going on in our life’s.

This one time she got so drunk after Mark’s birthday party and was trying to swing so high and flew off the swing set thinking she was super man. Heh, she can be such a idiot at times. She may be one of the goofiest, bubbly and sweetest people I know. She can also be caring, overprotective and keep me calm whenever I’m always acting crazy.

I don’t remember what exact moment I feel in love with you, but I do remember feeling like as time went by, my love for you stared to grow much stronger. Everyone around us was starting to suspect how we felt about it each other especially my mom she adored you so much and loved the idea of us being together.

She would always ask “Where’s your girlfriend y/n?” Or “Aren’t you supposed to be with your girlfriend right now?” Ah girlfriend, I love the sound of that. Anyways I was grossed out at the idea at first because I only saw you as my sister once before and not to mention I was immature.

She would always ask “Where’s your girlfriend y/n?” Or “Aren’t you supposed to be with your girlfriend right now?” Ah girlfriend, I love the sound of that. Anyways I was grossed out at the idea at first because I only saw you as my sister once before and not to mention I was immature.

She would always ask “Where’s your girlfriend y/n?” Or “Aren’t you supposed to be with your girlfriend right now?” Ah girlfriend, I love the sound of that. Anyways I was grossed out at the idea at first because I only saw you as my sister once before and not to mention I was immature.

She would always ask “Where’s your girlfriend y/n?” Or “Aren’t you supposed to be with your girlfriend right now?” Ah girlfriend, I love the sound of that. Anyways I was grossed out at the idea at first because I only saw you as my sister once before and not to mention I was immature.

Once we’ve started getting much older I've tried dating other girls but none of them just didn’t compare to you. I’ve tried to joke around with them, they wouldn’t take me seriously. When I try to ask them out on dates, they would ditch me for someone else. When I try to be affectionate, they reject and always want to stay friends. I normally had luck keeping girls around, but only for a short amount of time. It seemed like every week I had a new girlfriend.

I knew y/n was always frustrated at me trying to tell me there’s other fish in the sea, but hell I want to my little mermaid and that’s y/n-ie. I even teased her about it, but she didn’t seem to take a hint.

“You know y/n... we should honestly just date. We would be the next Hyuna and Edawn in the school. They would have nothing on us.” I even nudged her on the shoulder to get her smiling.

“Hmm? Are you insane that would be too weird. We’re like brother and sister.” I could tell she was flustered, but she wasn’t exactly to thrilled with the idea. “Plus you know how I feel about Mark already. I’ve got to really wow him at this game tonight.” Oh yeah I forgot to mention she had a crush on my other best friend Mark Lee at the time.

“I know she should just be my friend Yet I'm hoping, I'm hoping that maybe it will lead In love happy end.”

It would work my nerves every time she would talk about him and always would ask advice on what to do, but I was very hopeful and believed I still had to chance to win her heart. I gush to everyone including the boys everyday about how madly in love I was with y/n without even realizing.

I would tell everyone, well except her of course. Johnny almost told my secret to everyone at Jaehyun’s house party when we were all playing strip uno. It was shut down real quickly because Doyoung gave him a long hard talk after awhile.

That night was also the worst for me because that was the same days the homecoming game where you confessed your feelings to Mark and became officially a couple. In my mind I wanted to be happy for the two of you as I watched you two kissed each other in front of everyone.

After that day, I avoided you for a while and couldn’t accept the fact that I couldn’t have you at that very moment. I couldn’t spend more time with you, hold you, kiss you, brag to everyone how much I loved you.

Although I was torn and felt defeated when you started dating Mark, I still felt a tiny bit of hope that someday I would still have a chance to make you mine and have our happy ending.

Y/N POV: June 24th, 2018. The day that I say farewell to my best friend Lee Donghyuck before going leaving to go to Harvard. I can’t believe this day has finally come we haven’t had the chance to hang out throughout our entire senior year so I want to make this count. I also want to tell him how I’ve felt about him. Let’s see where do I even start....

“We were children when we met. Just playing house and drinking sodas at the corner store.”

I remember having a hard time making friends my family moves from city to city because of my dad career as a entrepreneur for multiple companies and my mom working as a travel nurse. I was bullied for my struggling with my weight and for being an outcast which caused a lot of depression for me.

One day I remember running away from these girls in my school because they were trying to throwing apples at me. It was they’re way of trying to help me “eat healthy.” Jokes on them I was the top runner in the track team hehe.

Anyways, I lost them for a good second until I was trapped surrounded by them at the market by my house. I almost felt at lost against the 4 girls, until this crazy guy Lee Donghyuck comes out of no where scaring them away with his Freddy Kruger mask threatening them to leave me alone or he’ll haunt them in their sleep.

I felt bad for laughing, but it was one of the most nicest thing anyone has ever done for me ever since I’ve moved to Korea. He randomly introduces himself to me and offers me to play with him for an exchange of saving my life from those bullies.

“Hey my name is Donghyuck. Those girls always find their next target to pick on, but no worries princess I’m here to protect you. Let me introduce you to my other friends.”

He reached his hand on to me and ever since I was always dragged on to his crazy adventures.

“Like a brother from another. Didn't notice all the other girls they wanted more.”

Donghyuck was pretty popular when it came to having lots of guy friends and dating even when we were kids. In 5th grade on Valentine’s I remembered his desk being flooded with chocolates and anonymous love letters stuffed in backpack.

The idea didn’t bother me at first because I saw Hyuck as my older protective brother. I even slid some letters in my self saying “Happy Valentine’s Day loser. Enjoy those kits kats!” We tend to tease each other a lot, but that’s how we showed our love to each other.

People in our class including the boys Jaemin, Chenle and Yang Yang were encouraging us to date, but we just never seemed thrilled with the idea.

“Awhh c’mon you guys would be so cute together. You guys have kissed once before anyways it’s a sign.” I remember the boys would always poke fun at us, but we both would scream.

“Ew no way! Plus that kiss didn’t count it was for a school play.”

Yet every time a guy would try to ask me out, Donghyuck would scare them away because he claims that I’m still too young to date. Smh, yeah I should’ve known that it was actually because you were jealous.

“But now look at the glow up. You're the finest thing I ever seen, but you never been more than a friend to me.”

As much as I hate to admit it, but god sometimes Donghyuck can be hot...sexy...hell good looking when he wants to be. It doesn’t help that he’s teasing me about it either.

There was this one time when we were playing Mario Karts in his room and it was on a hot summer day at the time. This guy had the nerve to take his shirt off in front of me with sweat dripping on his abs, hair slightly messy to the side, and leans back with his grey sweat pants on.

GREY SWEATS!! Like cmon. I could barely concentrate on the game after awhile admiring how painly handsome. I felt very guilty because I was still dating Mark at the time, but my mind was going 2 different directions.

“Hey y/n if your hot you can take your shirt off too. I thought my mom had the mechanic fixed the ac by now so sorry about that.” There he goes sticking his tongue out like that again. Does he have no shame.

“Umm, Hyuck I just remembered I have a test on Friday to study for. Tootles!” I knew if I would’ve stayed in his room much longer I would’ve either passed out or sink deep into his tempting body leaning against mine. It was not only the heat in the room that was driving me crazy, but my beating heart that was burning my chest.

Before I tried to leave he shut the door and pushed me against the wall staring deep into my eyes. “You know princess, we don’t have a math test Friday right? I’m in the same class as you.”

This man uggh, next he proceeds to make me look at him in the eye by lifting my chin up. “D-did I say math test, silly me. I meant biology test.” After laughing awkwardly for a while I realized he wasn’t laughing with me like he usually does. It was like the vibe changed in a matter of 5 sec.

“Listen y/n...I know your dating Mark and all, but would it be wrong to just let me hold you one last time.” Yeah it would be awful, especially when your still technically half naked in front of me.

I’ve never even gotten close to kissing Mark before, yet my friend of 6 years is going to do it. So I had to run out of there before things got worse. “I-I can’t do that Hyuck. You know that wouldn’t be right. Now if you’ll excuse me.”

“I'm thinking that one day you'll be mine. And I don't wanna lose you.”

I ran home as fast as I can hyperventilating before I let myself caught any feelings. The truth was for awhile I only wanted to date Mark to try to forget about Hyuck, but after that night I’ve started to realize that I can’t escape my feelings that I have for him it’s impossible.

I love him more than anyone in this world. The thought of that saying had me laughing and crying that night.

June 26th, the day Donghyuck will have one last chance to confess his feelings before his princess y/n leaves off to go to school. Y/N and Donghyuck both run out of each other’s house and decided to meet up at the swing set after 6 years.

They both sit down sighing looking up at the orange sunset sky that’s shinning throughout the area. The two of them slowly swing looking down at the ground waiting for the other person to speak up first.

“So...I bet you probably heard the news already huh? I’ve finally got accept to Harvard. So tomorrow I’ll be going back to my hometown to begin my semester in fall.” Donghyuck responds back by saying.

“I know, I heard from my mom. She nearly cried. You know it would’ve been nice to hear from you. I haven’t seen you since last week.” Y/n finally looks up at him with tears falling down her face.

“Hyuck I’ve been going through so much this past week. I’ve broken up with Mark, my brother was stuck in the hospital and I almost had to repeat senior year if I didn’t pass that state test. So I’m sorry I didn’t contact you lately.”

Hyuck quickly stands up and hugs y/n gently by stroking her hair. “It would’ve been nice to hear your voice. I miss you and I love you.”

They both freeze up at the words he just said “Y-you what now?” Hyuck gulps at first, but then he snaps out of it ready to pour his heart out.”

“LISTEN PRINCESS I LOVE YOU OKAY?? Not just as a friend either. This whole year I never got to hang out with you and I don't know how to pretend, I hate falling in love with my best friend. That night you left my room I almost gave up on us, but I knew I had to tell you before you walk out of my life. Talk about bad timing right?”

Y/N starts giggling wiping her tears for a split second but then smiles by saying.

“I love you too Donghyuck. I have for a long time actually I just didn’t want to ruin my one and only specially friendship I had with you. I was even thinking that trying to move on by dating someone else would work, but it didn’t. Without you in my life, I am blue as the sky.”

The two of you of crack up laughing again at your embarrassing thoughts of each other, but immediately stop trying to think of what should happen next.

“We’re truly some idiots. Now we only have a few hours left of being a couple before you leave. So what happens next y/n?”

Y/n sits on Hyuck’s lap hugging him tightly and leans into his face by saying. “No worries we’ll figure this out once I move. For right now let’s just enjoy our last few hours together as a couple.”

Hyuck wraps arms around y/n waist and feels his heart skipping a beat once she starts kissing him softly in his ear. “Princess you know I’m very ticklish right there.” Ignoring his comments y/n proceeds to kiss his ear again, but then starts trailing down to his neck.

“My B-E-S-T, a true friend to me. Give me love and energy, that is what you send to me”

“Mmm keep calling me princess and I promise you I won’t be able to hold back.” He wiggles his eyebrows at your bold response and smirks by saying...

“Well what’s stoping you? We can do it right here right now on these swing sets.” He starts sliding your hands in your thighs while finally kissing you on your lips.

All that built up passion and emotion was easily displayed as you were kissing him. Not to mention the fact that he’s sliding his hand in your jeans which is making it hard for you to keep your voice down.

“Ahh keep it down y/n...Do you want the neighbors to hear you?” He teases you more by moving your hand in his jeans. “Do it for me too.”

“Lee Donghyuck, are you crazy?? Why don’t we just do this in your room. We will get caught for sure.” He pouts for a second and says

“Yes I’m crazy for you. You already know this though. How about this, we can finish this in my room and we can just tell my mom we stayed up playing games again all night long. Deal?”

“Deal!” You give him one last peck on the lips and grab him by running into his house like there’s no tomorrow. “Slow down princess!” The two of you slammed the door in his room and for the whole night you never dared to leave his side for a split second.

“It's what you do to me.”

The morning after ended up becoming very emotional for the both of you, because this is the last the you’ll be seeing each other face to face until the both of you are done with school. While he’s off becoming a singer, you’ll be on your way becoming a lawyer.

Out of all the places you could possibly move away from again your home next to Donghyuck and his family was the hardest to leave from. You made so many memories here and would cherish it for the rest of your life.

Before heading the road you give your best friend and now boyfriend one last hug and kiss on the forehead before putting your last luggage in the trunk and hitting the road to start your journey.

Although your both moving on to different paths of life career wise, you both will always have your history together and promised to reunite as a couple again when the time is right.

Thanks so much for reading this far you guys and feedback would be much appreciated. ✨

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[its-nebula]

V3 Boys x Pregnant S/O in the Killing Game

Warning: DRV3 Spoilers

“S/O is what?!”

He panics and freaks out.

Calms down as soon as you tell him that you’ll get through it with him. It’s just all the more reason to survive.

“But Gonta… no can put child in this hell!”

He has a fire in his eyes that you honestly wouldn’t expect from him. You have to try your hardest to convince him not to fight Monokuma, out of fear of him being punished.

“Gonta will try to survive…for Gonta and S/O’s kid.”

He carries you everywhere from now on, not wanting you to strain yourself. If you ask, he puts you down, but will hold you and keep you close by.

During Class Trials, he immediately shuts any suspicion down.

“S/O can’t be culprit! Was with Gonta!”

You tell him to be wary of Kokichi, as you think Kokichi doesn’t have good intentions with your boyfriend. He just gives you a smile.

“Kokichi wants to end killing game just as much as Gonta!”

When all of you go in the simulation, Gonta makes sure you’re okay and that the baby’s okay. You don’t exactly look pregnant in the simulation, but he still makes sure. After that, he goes off to watch Kokichi, and you’re left to explore on your own.

To make a long story short, when Miu was killed, you noticed Kokichi giving you the side-eye, but didn’t say anything to him. You could tell he knew something that you didn’t.

During the Class Trial, the “Killing Game Busters” were revealed. You didn’t want to believe it was Gonta. You really didn’t. He would never hurt someone like that without a purpose…

“S/O, take care of Gonta’s baby. Gonta will be watching over you and baby!”

You sobbed as you watched his execution. The father of your child was burned alive, and he was never coming back.

Instantly, you unleashed all your rage onto Kokichi and his crocodile tears. Several people had to pull you off of him, claiming that the stress wouldn’t be good for the baby.

Besides, you could hit Kokichi with all the punches in the world, but nothing would bring him back…

 Laughs when you tell him about it.

Laughs the second time you tell him about it.

“It is even funnier the second time!”

Doesn’t laugh the third time.

“Wait a minute. You can’t be serious-?!”

Hope you valued your alone time while it lasted, because that is now a thing of the past!

MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE!

Lets everyone know that they’re not even allowed near you. He keeps you in his room at all times, you barely even get to sleep in your own bed anymore.

He only really lets you out during Class Trials, and even then he convinces Monokuma to put his podium next to yours.

Constantly talks about how happy he is that he’s going to be a father, to the point everybody knows. Even the Monokubs are a little bit annoyed.  So much for keeping it a secret.

“Hmm, nope! It can’t be me, sorry! I was too busy spending time with my child and my girlfriend~”

His logic is that since you’re pregnant, maybe nobody would kill you because they would feel too bad, so he doesn’t really mind screaming it to the world.

The longer the game goes on, though, the more fucked up things he feels compelled to do, in his efforts to try and stop the killing game.

You practically scream at him when he pretends to be dead.

“Aw, don’t worry your pretty little head! I’m alright, aren’t I?”

Maki keeps sending her threats for him to you.

“If you want to raise the child with a stable 2-Parent family, I suggest you calm your boyfriend down.”

During the fifth trial, things are very tense. Either way, your boyfriend was either dead or going to die. You knew it was all a part of his scheme, but you still thought this was a step too far.

When Kaito was revealed in the Exisal, you bawled your eyes out.

Even as Shuichi explained Kokichi’s thought process, it made nothing better.

You didn’t even get to say goodbye…

And your child would never meet his father.

Wait, you’re what?

Oh no.

In a killing game?!

Oh no.

And he’s the father???

Oh NO.

You’re surprised that he doesn’t faint, by the way he’s acting.

“S/O, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to, really!”

You tell him that it’s okay, because you know he’ll make a great parent. You’ve made him a little more confident, but not by a lot.

“We should probably keep this a secret for now. You can never really be too careful in these circumstances.”

Everyone can tell something’s off with him, because he gets really bad Couvade syndrome.

He still tries to help you as much as he can. If you’re craving something he brings you it almost immediately.

If your stomach moves even a tiny bit, he assumes the baby is coming even though he knows better. You have to tell him that it’s only a kick and he needs to take it down a couple of notches.

“Heh…sorry.”

His anxiety is through the ROOF.

Still tries to work on it. He’s got to be strong for you.

Trains with Kaito to help him become stronger, and brings you along with him.

“Hey Shuichi, don’t you think S/O might want to train with us?”

“It’s okay Kaito, S/O gets really sleepy during this time.”

Tries his hardest during class trials. He can’t afford to take shit from anybody and risk getting you killed. Hits the killers with the hard facts and evidence.

Investigates with you by his side.

“Now the baby can see his father in action!”

At the 6th Trial, he reveals your pregnancy, even though Tsumugi already knew.

Nobody else did. How? Guess they weren’t paying attention to your ever-increasing stomach.

When everyone ducks under rocks, Shuichi shields you with his body for extra protection. After the two of you make it out alive, along with Maki and Himiko, the 4 of you go off to start a new life together.

“WHAAAATTTT?!”

Thinks you cheated on him.

He’s very hurt.

You spend almost an hour convincing him that he’s the only one you’ve ever been with. He still doesn’t really believe it, but there’s only one thing to do.

The two of you consult Miu to figure out what in the hell is going on.

“Miu! I never wanted to actually have sperm and be able to create life! Now our child is going to be born in such horrible conditions!”

“Well, be more fuckin’ clear next time, and wrap it up when you get your dick wet, why don’t you?!”

Looks on the bright side.

He was able to get you pregnant, something no other robot was able to do before! That’s a complete win!

You’re still stuck in this school, though, and this was no place to raise a child.

“Robots aren’t allowed to hurt humans, and I can’t risk you killing someone and losing the trial…”

He helps you the best that he can. He gives you any medicine that he can find, and he lets you use him as a heating pad.

Scans daily to see your state of health. Sometimes more than necessary…

“I just did this scan 5 minutes ago? Oh, I hadn’t noticed…”

Takes pictures of your stomach every day to monitor your growth.

Kokichi always makes fun of the two of you.

“Well, I guess that answers my question! Robots do have dicks! Hey S/O, was it all cold and metallic?”

“…that’s not funny.”

When it was revealed during the 6th Trial about Danganronpa, he was conflicted.

The voices in his head– the audience– told him all different things. He was tired, he just wanted to be free. He didn’t want your child to grow up in a world like this.

“S/O, if this continues, and the kid we created joins a future season, I’d never forgive myself. It’s time to end this. Please, when you see them, let them know their father loves them so.”

He sacrificed himself by blowing up the school. As he saw his friends and his significant other huddled beneath a rock, he grinned, knowing they were going to be okay.

Scoffs.

“Well, that’s just my luck that I would cause you to have to bring a new life into this horrible world.”

He’s honestly pretty upset over the whole thing for at least a couple days.

But then he realizes it; he can raise them to be better than he ever was or had a chance at being. He can teach them to do better.

This makes him happy, and he apologizes for being so stand-offish.

“Looks like… we’ve still got a ways to go.”

When the two of you lay down together, he always lays down in a way that his ear is directly pressed against you stomach.

He talks to the child a lot.

“Don’t worry, little one. We’ll get you and everyone else out of here and to safety. I love you so much.”

Truth be told, he’s a little scared that he’s a  threat to the kid. After what happened in his past, what happened to his family, what happened to his lover…

You tell him to try to not think about it, and you know that he’s learned from the past.

The two of you only tell a couple people that you trust; namely, Shuichi and Kirumi. They’re both really happy for you!

Kirumi helps out a lot by getting you whatever you need for the day. She doesn’t get at all bothered by your morning sickness, and even offers to clean.

After the motive videos come out, Ryoma watches his and though he’s a little hurt, it doesn’t stop his determination to leave.

While she’s cleaning Ryoma’s room, Ryoma confides in her for advice.

“I feel like…I won’t be enough for our kid. Look at me now, I’m nothing more than an empty shell. I just… want to be enough for our family.”

SLAM!

Ryoma fell to the ground with a light thud, and that was the last anybody ever heard from him.

Crying out as you saw the piranhas tear away his flesh, you fainted on the spot.

You didn’t even have time to investigate, because the Class Trial had started.

You appreciated how seriously Kirumi was taking this trial. She kept making glances at you, but you assumed it was because she felt bad that your child would have to be without a father.

Until…

No, it couldn’t be. She’d gained your trust, only to betray you in the end? What kind of sick joke was this?!

As she was executed, you looked down at your stomach, rubbing it.

“Looks like we’ve still got a ways to go, kid…”

Wildly switching between happy, sad, and terrified.

On the one hand, he’s happy to be a father to your child. You were the love of his life, and he wanted to do his part and take care of the kid.

On the other hand, when you tell him the news, he paces back and forth, trying to find a way to get you to be as safe as possible. He already survived one killing game, how hard could it be to let the two of you be the last survivors again?

He asked Monokuma to see if you could have the easy way out.

“Monokuma, I know you probably want me to still participate, but my girlfriend, she’s pregnant now, so can you please just-”

“Puhuhuhu~! All applications made are final, buddy! It looks like we may just have another member in a short 9 months! Well, the more the merrier!”

Shit.

After that “lovely” conversation, Rantaro was more determined than ever to find a way out of the game.

He’d already lost his sisters, and he wouldn’t dream of losing you and the child too.

When the countdown motive for the first murder is introduced, he parts with you for just a few minutes, to record the videos that you and your other classmates would later find. He wanders in the library in order to do something, but he’s distracted when a shot put ball falls behind him. As he goes to pick it up, he’s struck in the back of the head.

Finding his body, you wanted to throw up, and not from morning sickness. 

Nobody knew of your pregnancy yet, so nobody really knew how deep into despair you’d fallen.

Though, they still felt sorry for you, because it was obvious the two of you were together.

You didn’t feel right being angry at Kaede when she was revealed as the culprit, especially as she showed deep remorse.

“I didn’t mean it, S/O. I’m so sorry…”

Tears pricked your eyes as she was snatched back by the chains.

You forgive her.

Over the moon at first.

Yes, that’s a pun. Shut up, I know it’s bad.

This man is DANCING while he’s celebrating.

“WOO! I”M GONNA BE A FATHER!”

He’s loud enough that everyone knows within 10 minutes of you telling him.

Well.

When he has some alone time, he frowns to himself. He’s sick, What if he doesn’t live long enough to see their smiling face for the first time? Hear their first laugh?

These invasive thoughts clouded his mind, as he started to cough up blood.

“D-Damn it…”

Kaito decided not to tell you, not just because he’s an idiot, but he doesn’t want you to stress and possibly cause damage to the child.

He talks to your stomach everyday.

“What’s up, my little star!”

He’s extremely proud and isn’t afraid to show you off.

The more ill he gets, the more hope he has that you’ll be just fine. You have to be!

After he’s locked in the bathroom, he tries to find a way out. Any way out, he needed to make sure you were safe. Kokichi couldn’t keep him locked up forever! 

When he and Kokichi make their deal, he does it in your interest.

“If Monokuma can’t solve the murder, I’ll finally get to walk out of here and start my family! Right?!”

But their plan failed. As you watched his execution, you screamed, pounding on the screen, begging Monokuma to let him go, please. You’d do anything! Soon, his coughing got worse, and he was soon on the ground, pink all around him. He’d died of his own accord.

You smiled happily at the bittersweet moment. He died of his own accord, no longer a part of Monokuma’s twisted game.

You knew he was above, watching you from the stars.

“Did you say you’re pregnant…? My, what an interesting turn of events!”

Did this man just say it was interesting?

You told him that this was serious, and that you needed to find a way out of here now.

“Keheehee... you don’t really think I’d let anything happen to you, do you? It’s clear Monokuma won’t let us go, even under these circumstances. Besides, I have my own kin developing inside your body, you need extra attention now!”

He will literally give you a tsunami of compliments everyday about how your body seems to be handling the pregnancy.

“S/O, your body is just so radiant today!”

Tells you stories about motherhood in other cultures.

Knows the best herbal remedies to calm symptoms such as headaches or nausea.

Nervous that you keep having to go to the bathroom, guides you there and back.

You really don’t know why he completely lost his shit by killing Angie and Tenko.

You convinced yourself that it was because of the oppressive student council, but why Tenko?

As he revealed his true self, you were horrified. He...was a serial killer?

The Korekiyo you came to love was a serial killer?

You were thrown into despair as you came to terms with his true colors. Nothing made sense anymore. Not only was your boyfriend and father of your first-born child dead, but he’d been batshit insane this entire time?

Maybe the next time you see red rope and hear a promise of “pleasure like you’ve never experienced”, you’ll politely decline.

[storydays]

Legend of Korra X Male Reader

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(All credit for Legend of Korra goes to Nickelodeon and it’s creators ❤️)

Season 1, ep 5, p2

Kazan and Meelo yawned sleepily, full from dinner. "That was really good, (Y/N)." Pema complimented, rubbing her belly happily. "Glad you liked it Auntie." You then turned to your Aunt Rene who was sulking in the corner with a smug grin. "So, Auntie, thoughts?" you teased, making her start. "Listen little boy! Don't you dare give me attitude just because you're a better cook than me!" Everyone laughed at the banter between you two. "It's late, and the children are sleepy, why don't you guys sleep here for the night? Nagisa can sleep with Jinora and Ikki, and Kazan can bunk with Meelo." Pema suggested. 

"Yay! Sleepover!" cheered Ikki and Nagisa much to Jinora's annoyance. "Here, I'll help but the boys to sleep, Uncle."He smiled appreciatively at you, grabbing Meelo while you carried Kazan. "You did good tonight, nephew." Tenzin said, leading the way to the boys' room. "You heard from the radio?" you tilted your head, adjusting your grip on the young firebender. "No, I saw from the corner. You really are your parent's son."

You stared at his back in shock before smiling. "Heh, thanks Uncle."

*That night*

You inhaled the fresh air as you and Nevermore walked to the arena to get ready. But stop seeing Mako and Korra each facing different ways, and leaned against a pole, out of their sight line. "What kind of game are you playing?" asked the Firebender. "Um, pro-bending? We have a quarter final match." Korra stated like it was the most obvious thing. "No, I mean with Bolin. You got him all in a tizzy, and I know you're only using him to get back at me." Mako accused. 'Ooh bad move, Mako.'

"I am not. We're just having fun. What do you care, anyway?" Korra defended. "I'm looking out for my little brother. I don't want to see his heart get broken." 'That is such bull.' you laughed silently. Korra knew it was too, "Wait a second. You're not worried about him; you're jealous," Korra was smirking and you were too. "You do have feelings for me." Mako didn't miss a beat. "What? Jealous? Don't be ridiculous." 

"Admit it, you like me." Korra didn't realize she was playing with fire, quite literally. "No, I'm with Asami." "Yeah, but when you're with her, you're thinking about me, aren't you?" The Avatar sounded so smug right now, and you were silently rooting for her. "Get over yourself." Mako snapped. "I'm just being honest!" "You're crazy!" Mako denied. "You're a liar!" cried Korra.

That was when you decided to step in. You splashed the two with water you kept in your pocket, and sent your teammates a raised eye brow. "If you two hot heads are done, we do have a match to go to." You then walked away, your pony tail swinging behind you. You stopped the two from entering the room and to keep Bolin from getting him involved. 

"Listen you two, don't bring this energy around Bolin. And while you are out on that ring, keep your personal feelings out of it. We've come too far for you two to mess it up. Am I clear?" The younger teens looked at each other and sighed, when Nevermore snapped her jaws for good measure. "Yes, sir." "Good, I'll be here when the match is over." You walked in and over to the railing, waiting for the match to start. 

*15 minutes later*

"Eight teams have been eliminated, and eight advance into the quarter finals, which get underway tonight. The rookies are about to take on the former and longest running champs--the Boar-Q-Pines. Youth clashes with experience in a battle for the ages or rather of the ages. Korra dodges and--ooh slams right into her teammate! Down goes Mako, and Bolin and Korra." You face palm and growled as the second announcer said, "Round One goes to the Boar-Q-Pines." 

Your (e/c) eyes narrow, noting Mako was saying something to Korra in a very aggressive way. Poor Bolin looked so confused. The waterbender part of you wanted to switch out with Korra, but the airbender part of you, reminded your that this was how Korra and Mako were going to make up. Nevermore nuzzled your cheek making you chuckle and rub her head. "Thanks, girl."

"The Ferrets looking to mount some offense here in round 2. Bolin lets fly a flurry of attacks. He's a one man bending battalion." "Yes! Way to go, Bolin!" You cheered for the Earthbender. "The Ferrets having a tough time finding their rhythm tonight. But thanks to Bolin, they narrowly notch round two." 

Round 3 started and at this point the crowd noticed their was something wrong as well. "Not sure, what's eatin' them, but this is not the same team that took out the Rabbaroos." You winced in sympathy as the Avatar took Earth disk to the stomach. "Round 3 is a tie. We go to a tie breaker to decide the match." A referee tossed a blue and red coin into the air, and caught it, covering it up. 

He moved his hand to reveal the red side. "The Fire Ferrets win the coin toss. Which element do you choose?" Immediately the three tried to decide who would go to fight, until Bolin stepped up with the older Earthbender. "Looks like the Earthbenders will collide in the tie breaker face off. Bolin goes in for the grapple, Chang reverses." You grit your teeth as Bolin was flung into the air but cheered when he fired from mid air. 

"Bolin strikes from mid air, knocking Chang to the edge of the circle, and another strike from Bolin, knocking Chang into the drink!" "The Future Industries Fire Ferrets win their quarter final match!" You, Mako, and Korra sighed in relief as the announce continued talking. "Ooh, close one folks, youth trumps experience tonight." 

You met the trio at the edge and grinned at Bolin. "Good job, Bo! You were awesome out there!" You watched as Korra and Mako went their separate ways. You sighed, and walked over to Mako and whispered in his ear, "You better get your act right, Mako. You maybe my best friend, but I won't hesitate to kick your ass." He looked at you with wide eyes, knowing you were dead serious. "Hey, (Y/N), come with me! I need your help!" Bolin dragged you out the room, making you laugh. 

*Time skip*

You and Bolin walked up to where Korra could be hiding and you stopped seeing Korra and Mako kissing. 'Are they kidding me?!' "Wait, Bo, don't--" 

You were too late, as he stopped seeing the scene in front of you. You hid half your face in your hand, Nevermore trying to hide her head in your hair. It was silent until Bolin started crying and ran away. "Wait, Bolin, this isn't what you think!" He turned to Korra with a glare on his face. "Great! Look what you did." "You're blaming me?" demanded Korra. 

"You kissed me!" "You kissed me back!" Both gasped being splashed with freezing cold water, and turned to you. Nevermore's teeth were drawn back into a snarl, and you had a dangerous look on your face. "It doesn't matter. You are both at fault! Now what matters is how the hell you are going to fix it." You and Nevermore growled as Mako groaned and ran after his brother. You turned to the city view and didn't even look at the Water Tribe girl.

"Korra, I know you've been isolated all your life, and you probably thought you would get your happily ever after with Mako. But there's so many fish in the sea for you to explore with. Don't settle for the small fry." "Well played, Korra." she said, hugging herself. "Live and learn, Korra." you sighed, "Live and learn."

*The next morning.*

You followed Mako into the restaurant.  "Morning, Narook. Is my brother here?" The man behind the counter gestured behind you guys, and Mako waved in thanks. "Thanks." He walked over to Bolin and shook his shoulder. "Come on, wake up. I'm taking you home, bro." That cause Bolin to sniff and look up sadly. 

"Don't call me that. You're not my brother!" He drunkenly slapped Mako's hands away from him. "You're a brother-betrayer." He sobbed into his arms. "The only ones I can trust: are Pabu and (Y/N)! They love me!" "You're a mess, and we've got the biggest of our lives tonight. Let's go." Mako tried grabbing Bolin who screamed at him. "No! I'm not going anywhere with you traitor!" You sighed, pushing Mako and grinning at Bolin. 

"Come on, Bo. I need my favorite Earthbender to fight with me tonight!" He finally got up with his arm slung over your shoulder. "Only you Bolin, can drunk off Water Tribe Noodles." You laugh gently. "I told you dating a teammate was a bad idea." Mako sighed. "You're a bad idea!" You laugh at their antics, even if you were pissed at Mako. 

*That night* 

You finished braiding your hair so it hung down your back, and out of your face, as Korra walked into the room. She looked at Bolin slouching on a bench,and noticed you over at the mirror. You were lost in thought, but it was clear something was bothering you. You suddenly snapped out of it and stood up, putting your helmet on. "Let's go guys. And leave your personal feelings here." 

"You can't find a team more evenly matched. In age, size, and strength than the Fire Ferrets and the Buzzard Wasps. Believe me, I looked." he joked. "This should be a pulse-pounding semi-final, folks." The bell rang and the Buzzards fought first. "The Buzzard-Wasps open with a flawlessly executed combo. 2 of the Ferrets take an early visit to Zone 2, and Mako's knocked all the way back into Zone 3! The Ferrets have been struggling to stay alive since the opening bell. It seems Bolin and Mako are out of sync tonight. (Y/N) taking the brunt of the impact from the front lines." 

The crowd groaned with Bolin as he was hit in the gut, hard. "Ooh, that has got to sting." You heard retching and groaned, knowing it was Bolin. "And Bolin looses his noodles, literally." All the players seem to have froze with that disgusting scene. "Which reminds me, this match is brought to you by our sponsor, Flamey-O-Instant Noodles. 'Noodlest- Noodles in the United Republic.' " Soon Bolin was knocked back into Zone 3 with Mako, leaving you to get defend from Zone 1. 

You were suddenly knocked into Zone 3 by an Earth disk, while avoiding a flame burst. "The Buzzard Wasps fly deeper into Ferret Territory. And Mako plunges into the pool. Can the Fire Ferrets hold on?" You and Bolin looked at each other and continued to fight with all you got. "The Ferrets are backed to the edge now, and are saved by the bell! They had better pull themselves together, folks, for round two. Otherwise they can kiss their finals goodbye. "

"Round 2!"  You used water in a arch to knock two of the Buzzards back into Zone 2. "Oh, what a strong start from (Y/N)!" Mako groaned being knocked into Zone 2, and sent fire towards them, hitting Bolin in the process. He cried out, and turned onto his back to glare at Mako. "Hey, watch it!" He gasped being knocked into the water, from his distraction. "The Wasps take advantage of Mako's unforced error, and move forward." 

You and Mako spun your elements together and knocked the opposing  Water and Earth benders out and into the drink giving the round to you guys. Round 3 came and you looked between the boys. "Look, we've been working for a long time for this. Get your heads in the game guys. Please." You begged slightly; they knew what this tournament meant to you. "Let's get this over with." Mako sighed.

When the match started, Mako was already in the drink, and Bolin's shoulder was messed up,and then he was in the drink. "The Ferret's dream of making it to the finals rests on Councilman (Y/N)'s shoulders." You smirked to yourself, used your waterbending to get the team into a line of three, and knocked them down like dominoes. "It's the big kaboosh! What a knockout!" 

The crowd went wild and you could hear Mako and Bolin cheering for you.  "It didn't seem possible folks, but the Fire Ferrets are headed to the finals." You laughed, waving to the crowd, before walking away. You took your helmet off and groaned when Korra gave you a big hug. "Korra! Korra! I need my....lungs...to breathe." "Oh! Sorry!" she sheepishly let you go. "Sometimes, I forget about my own strength." You sent her a lopsided smile, "It's okay, Korra." Bolin and Mako walked up to you. 

"That was pretty much the coolest thing I've ever seen." "Thanks for not giving up on us; we never would've made this far without your level head. We owe you big time." You rolled your eyes, walking past them, taking your helmet off. The three looked at each other, uncertain. "(Y/N)--" "Look, I know things are confusing between the three of you, but this team means everything to me, and the last thing I need is for some petty love triangle is to mess it up." 

Your sudden attitude caught the other's off guard; you were usually so carefree and cool. You got ready to leave the room when your ex walked in, making a scene. "Ooh, ooh, you boys smell something in here?" Tahno pinched his nose before smirking. "Oh, wait I know what that is. Yeah, it's the scent of losers." "I hope we see you in the finals. Then we'll see who the real losers really are." Korra said back. 

"Yeah, I'm peeing my pants over here." Tahno said confidently before turning to you, with a very faint blush on his cheeks. "I'll win this match for you, (Y/N). Maybe we can go out to that Water Tribe restaurant you like so much." You turned to him with a bored look and said, "Gag me. We are not together anymore, Tahno, I just can't trust you." You brushed your bangs into your face and left without another word. 

You ran into Asami in the hallway. "Oh, hey Asami." she hugged you and took a step back, noting your mood. "Great job! What a comeback! I--Hey...what's the matter?" she asked, green eyes shining earnestly. "Nothing, why don't you go see you boyfriend." You began to walk away when she grabbed your arm. 

"Hey, you don't need to be strong around me, (Y/N), you've been there for me when I needed it. You can talk to me--" "No! I can't talk to anyone and especially not you because on of my main problems is I'm in love with you, and I just think you're wrong for Mako because he and Korra kissed and they belong together and I--" Asami cut you off by hugging you tightly, your arms tight around her waist. "(Y/N), I-I didn't know you felt that way." You took her hand in yours and kissed the top of it, locking eyes with her. 

"Asami..." you left it at that and walked away, leaving her to her thoughts. 

You ran to where you hid Neo, and hugged him with all your might, begging your tears not to fall, and while the polar bear dog didn't know what caused your pain, he simply nudged you with as much warmth as possible.  You took such good care of him, it hurt him to see you so upset.

You sniffed, and looked into Neo's blue eyes with a watery smile. 

"Let's go home, boy."

[the-ghost-king]

you have any nico headcanons where he’s ftm trans but then realizes he’s also nonbinary (he/they/she)? just struggling with gender identity lately ig.

Alright, anon, I hope these help you some, my gender has been rather ~~~ lately, if that makes any sense... I would also like to remind everyone to bind safely and if you need resources on how to safely bind without a binder feel free to reach out to me:

Nico always just knew he was a boy, dresses were a no-go, couldn't stand to wear anything that wasn't undeniably boys clothes

In the beginning Maria thought maybe it was just a texture problem, but when Nico was three she came home to see him cutting all of his hair off she knew it was deeper

This is why they ended up moving to America eventually, Maria decided that if they started over then Nico would be able to be himself

Bianca named him on the way over, she liked the name because they were "winning" by leaving Italy

Nothing really signifigant happens in regards to Nico and his gender through this point, he is able to play freely with other boys, and he goes to school with them and such

The same in the Lotus Hotel, nothing signifigant

When he and Bianca go to Westover Nico is kind of scared the whole time, because he is worried about being "caught", changing for afterschool soccer games and having communal shower spaces at the school is difficult for him to feel comfortable

He usually tries to shower late at night or early in the morning when nobody is around, and that works out okay for him

His chest starts developing around this point and he freaks out, he has no clue how to hide it or how to deal with the new stress

He ends up trying to find Bianca one day, and they do all sorts of crazy stuff to see if they can help, eventually they figure out how to use a piece of cloth they sew together

When Nico ends up at camp alone without Bianca, there's the problem once again of communal showers and they're rarely ever empty

This is how he befriends the Stolls

At some point the pair of them notice Nico is weirdly panicky about the bathrooms so they go stand outside and keep people out when Nico's in there... It's honestly how they perfect their pranking techniques

When Nico runs away from camp upset, just the day before his binder had quit fitting and he had been upset by that because he had to make a binder again

Although his sister dying pushed all other thoughts out of his head, the emotions from previous events were still leftover

This is why he buys his jacket TM, because the layers help hide his chest more and the weight is comfortable

At some point during the Labrynth he ends up binding with ace bandages (AN: Don't do this)

He also starts his period at some time around this point and kind of freaks out "oh no" and it's not entirely that his period bothers him, but more so that he just doesn't know how he's supposed to hide it

He also realizes at some point around here that he likes Percy, which makes him feel odd and more freaked out

He's struggling because "boys are supposed to like girls" and also he's struggling because if most boys oon't have periods and he does... why doesn't his bother him?

Despite Nico himself being trans, he doesn't have the vocabulary to describe anything he's going through, and he doesn't know there's other trans people, or even queer people of any sort

So he sort of begins to question "am I really a boy?" but there's so much going on in the world and he's got so much to do, so he can't really devote much time to thinking about it

Everything continues about canonically until he's in the jar after Tartarus

During a fight with a monster or something he was knocked over, and combine this with the fact that Nico was binding with ace bandages, he definitly breaks a rib

Which makes breathing with little air a lot harder

Eventually he's saved and through ambrosia and nectar Nico manages to heal his ribs a little

He isn't able to bind that whole time though, so he does his best to keep away from The Seven

After Cupid outs him to Jason, Jason asks a few days later if he wants to talk about it, at first Nico is like "no go away I don't like you don't talk to me"

But eventually he opens up to Jason, because Jason was like "I'm sorry you had to do that I promise I won’t tell anyone and if you want to talk we can talk"

Anyhow eventually Nico kind of just breaks down and he's like "I don't know if I'm a boy or a girl? I think I used to be a girl, but now I am a boy and I don't really remember how it happened” or something similar

It takes Jason a moment but eventually he’s like “Oh you’re trans?”

And Nico;s like “heh? What’s that?

And so him and Jason talk, but Jason is only kind of well versed in this topic, so he only covers “basic” MtF and FtM transition because he doesn’t really know enough about other genders to feel comfortable explaining it

And Nico’s like “there’s people? Out there?? Like me??” and he’s just Happy Nico ™

Nico is like “and there are people like me who like boys?”

And Jason is like “Yeah totally!” but internally he’s like (I think so??)

Anyhow Nico feels a little better, but he doesn’t feel perfect, he’s still struggling a little bit internally to recognize that there’s other people like him and he’s not wrong for being him

Anyhow, Jason doesn’t know enough about this stuff to know binders exist, Jason just has a little bit of secondhand information from tv shows and from being from California… He promises he’ll look into various things more when he’s back at camp or has decent access to internet

On Nico’s quest with Reyna and Hedge he obvious evaporates Bryce, and Reyna and Hedge find out

They find out he’s gay as in canon, but they realize he’s trans when caking him in mud

Hedge just goes into dad mode about the situation and is like “son”, “sport”, “kiddo”, “my male child” etc

Reyna knows a little more about trans stuff than Jason, but she’s kind of in the same “ehhh I’m not really sure of a few things” boat, but she’s supportive and she’s like “I will beat anyone who gives you a dirty look up so fast”

Eventually they get to camp, and all that happens

Three days in the infirmary happens, and basically Nico has to tell Will for medical reasons that he’s trans because Nico needs stitches or something

Anyhow Will is like “Oh yeah cool me too, can you take your binder off now?”

And Nico is like “heh???”

Anyhow Will finds out Nico is binding with ace bandages and he’s like “no, don’t do that” and then he goes and finds a proper binder in Nico’s size which he gives to him after his stay is up

When they befriend one another they have a short conversation about gender and Will is discussing like gender theory 101 type stuff, and he’s like “wait why dont you know this- oh yeah you’re from the thirties- wait do you even know what nonbinary means??”

And Nico is just staring at Will like he has three heads for the whole conversation

So Will teaches Nico about gender and pronouns, and gender presentation vs gender identity, etc

And so Nico goes “wait so there are people like me who are also gay?”

And Will is like “I like boys and girls and everything in between so yeah”

And the whole enby thing doesn’t really stick with Nico at that point he’s just like “hmm interesting, so testosterone?”

It’s just not his biggest concern, he’s just happy to know there are in fact others like him, and no he’s not crazy for not being dysphoric over his period, and that’s normal too

And he’s just like “oh so that’s top dysphoria?”

And Will is like “yeah :/”

“Oh :/”

“Mhmm :/”

Anyhow they become like good friends and they start dating sort of on accident, like they’re too close to just argue they’re friends anymore, and at some point Will just shows Nico how to give him a T shot and it’s like chill, they’re chill

Anyhow one day someone is kind of confused by Nico’s gender so they use the word “they” and it makes Nico really happy for some reason, so he goes back to Will and he’s like “tell me about this whole nobinary thing again?”

And Will is like “yes absolutely”

And Nico goes “I think I might be nonbinary can we try new pronouns?”

And so they go through all sorts of new pronouns, and Nico decides he still likes he/him but he also likes they/them and xer/xem… They likes she/her too but Nico finds it too uncomfortable sometimes because it reminds him of dysphoria

Nico decides xyr uncomfortable with using she/her but they like using female gendered terms so he does that

(Listen, I know Will saying “this is my boyfriend” was a big moment but Will calling Nico his “wife” is 10/10)

Nico’s friends are all super supportive and they do their best to learn more about gender and such things in order to better support and care for Nico

They all use different pronouns for xem and some people alternate pronouns too, but Nico knows that takes more practice

But it’s just like good and positive in Nico’s life

And he begins to play with fashion a lot and xe finds out xyr love of skirts with tights and combat boots because it’s 10/10 the best fashion

Nico also loves their big jackets and they just looks so comfy all the time everyone is like “I want to be him” and Nico grows their hair out long again, and gets his ears pierced and xe’s just a nonbinary fashion icon

They are just so cool once they figure out gender more and Nico’s just happy to play around with xyr gender and he just enjoys it

Will doesn’t play around with gender so much, he’s 100% a binary trans guy but T helped make him comfortable enough in his femininity to wear skirts a little bit on the occasion (Will in a cat maid dress 10/10), but heels and skinny jeans for some reason are still big dysphoria triggers for him so he does have some limits on what he’ll wear

Will gets top surgery when he’s like 17 because Naomi is an extremely supportive parent

So that’s how Nico meets Will’s mom and she’s like “it’s so nice to finally meet you!” and Naomi just immediately falls in love with xem and Will is like “I know they’re amazing”

And Nico is just really supportive and they sort of role reverse and Nico plays nurse while Will recovers from top surgery and they has to like brush his teeth and stuff

The experience (despite the fact that Will had an easier recovery) assures Nico in how much he wants top surgery, and he’s sad he’ll have to wait another year until he’s 18 to get it done

Anyhow Hades finds out and agrees to sign the wavers, so once Will is healed up enough to wear he can put his own clothes on and stuff, Nico decides to go through with xyrs own top surgery then too

Reyna comes to help Will take care of Nico, and Jason does too

Originally Will was supposed to help more with Nico’s care but he wasn’t able to do as much as he thought so they had to phone their friends

Eventually they both heal up really well and they’re happy to be done with that

Nico spends time debating testosterone, while Will spends time debating lower surgery

During this time Nico starts art school and Will starts medical school

Meeting more nonbinary people makes Nico feel at home and he determines that xe doesn’t want to go on testosterone but it’s still a maybe in the future

Will however decides he does want lower surgery, so Will and Lou Ellen decide to get lower surgery together as friends so they can share in the pain (Lou Ellen is a trans woman as far as I’m concerned this is canon)

Nico takes some time off to do school from home so he can help the two of them, and Naomi comes to live with them as well for a bit

Will and Nico both finish school eventually and they decide to adopt trans kids to help them out more

Anyhow, I hope you enjoy all of that anon! I'm all ideaed (idea-ed??) out and so I hope this is at least similar to what you were looking for, and this is helpful with your dysphoria somewhat <3

[dulcechocochips]

𝒜𝓉𝓎𝓅𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓁

 Chapter 2 : ↫↫↫ Arcade Games ↬↬↬

"Are you not gonna play any arcade games with us?" She asked him. She motioned to the rest of the group already at various games. "Teruhashi and I were about to go to the 3-D movie theatre. Wanna come with?" She gestured to the entrance where Teruhashi was trying to fend off countless of people. Saiki only shrugged in response. "I'll take that as a yes, come on!" Y/n said taking him by the wrist. Her hands are warm. He took notice.

They came to a stop in front of a group of people surrounding poor Teruhashi. "Hey! Teruhashi seems a little thirsty! I wonder who can get her something to drink as soon as possible?" Y/n called to the group. Almost immediately the group dispersed to go look for something their queen can drink. "That was easier to do than I thought it would be, heh." Y/n laughs. "Well, lets head in already!" She says holding the door open for her friends. They sat near the middle front of the theatre, while other people started filling the seats around them.

They strapped their seat belts and got comfortable. As the movie started, there was a gust of wind coming from the large fans at the front of the room. There was a loud sound, and dozens of children let out shrieks of joy. Surprisingly, Saiki heard a yelp of excitement come from beside him, he looked and saw Y/n with a wide smile. He couldn't help but feel a sense of ease when he saw the heartwarming smile on her delicate features.

The movie ended a lot sooner than Saiki had expected. That was less than 5 minutes, why even call it a movie? He asks himself. "Hey! Let's go play some arcade games!" She said pointing to one of the games. "Saiki! I bet I can beat you at this game!" She challenges him. What a mistake that is. "In fact, I bet I could beat all of you at any game you choose!" She challenges her friends. They all agree and let out competitive yells. She sure does know how to get them all riled up. "For every time one of you win, I'll buy you whatever you want from the convenience store down the street, but if I win you have to the same for me, yeah?" She states. That's a risky bet, she could end up having to buy 5 people something from the store, but she could also really luck out and have 5 people buy stuff for her. Either she's very confident or very stupid, I'm having a hard time figuring out which one.

One after one, the teens played against Y/n, every game different, and against all odds, she won every match. Her friends all let out groans of disappointment after every time she won. She was a good sport though, never once making fun of the loser. Very admirable of her. Saiki thought. It was eventually Saiki's turn to pick. He points to a racing game.

"Hell yeah, let's do it!" She exclaims, rushing over to the machine. They both sit down and insert the golden tokens into the machine. They wait for the count down. And they start. Y/n can't help but notice the presence of her classmates, some of them holding on to the back of their seats with anticipation. Saiki somehow pulls ahead of Y/n at the end of the race and wins.

"Damn! How'd you do that? That was really cool!" She said slapping Saiki on the back. I need him to teach me how to do that! He hears from her thoughts. "Well, I guess we should start heading out, it's starting to get dark." She comments. "Oh, and I was only kidding about the convenience store thing, you guys don't have to buy me anything. Of course, I'll still hold up my end of the deal, since Saiki won I'll buy him whatever he likes. You guys don't have to worry about it, alright?" She smiled at them. Unknownst to her, her likeability had just shot way up with all of her new friends. They all walked out of the arcade.

"Well, I live this way, I'll see you all at school." "Yeah so do we, see ya!" And that left two people. Y/n and Saiki. What a coincidence. Saiki projected his thoughts at the author.

"So, Saiki, did you have fun?" She suddenly asks. Saiki had to admit, watching his classmates cry out in frustration was kind of enjoyable for him. Saiki nods his head. "That's good, I'll buy you something from here, come on." She says walking into the store.

"Y/n! You're here later than usual! How was your day?" A man with blonde hair asked. He seemed to have been holding a cigarette in his hand.

"Keishin! My day was great actually, I went to the arcade with a couple of my classmates. That's actually why I'm late." She says with a smile. "How's the coaching going?" She asks him as Kusuo goes to look for what he wants.

"It's going really well actually." He comments. "Well, hurry along and go get what you're gonna buy, its getting dark outside." He says to the girl.

"You don't have to worry about me, Keishin!" She says to him. He just shooed her away. She just laughs at him. She walks down the aisle looking for various snacks to take home. She walks down the aisle Saiki is in and sees him contemplating something. "Yo Saiki, what're you getting?" She asks. It's either he didn't hear her or he's ignoring her. She squints her eyes at him in suspicion. He suddenly looks up at her. "Oh, hey." She says awkwardly. He hands her one coffee jelly. "Is that it?" She asks. He hesitantly nods his head. She rolls her eyes and takes at least 3 more from the shelf. "I can tell you like these, no need to be shy, let's go. Wait, lemme get one more, I've never had this." She laughs and walks to the cashier.

Are you a God? He thinks.

"Funny that you ask that, Saiki. Maybe I am, you'll never know." She shoots him a wink. Saiki feels a strange sensation in the pit of his stomach. Other than that, he's left wondering how you heard him. "That'll be all, Keishin." She says, taking out her wallet. She takes out a couple of bills and places them on the counter.

"That's a lot of coffee jelly, Y/n." He comments. He continues ringing up the items.

"Well, you see this boy here seems to really like it, and since I lost a bet, I'm buying them for him." She explains. He gives her a skeptical look.

"That's rather generous. Is he your boyfriend?" He asks. Saiki looks at the man, who seems to be judging him. Huh, he seems like a good kid. He hears him think. Saiki looks at you, waiting for you to respond.

"Hah, he only just realized I existed today, Keishin. He's not my boyfriend." She laughs. Although, Saiki thought he heard a somewhat bitter tone in her first sentence. I must be imagining things. He brushes it off.

"Uh-huh, well, do you want this in a separate bag then?" He asks, albeit still a bit skeptical about your and Saiki's relationship.  She nods and takes the bags, handing the one with coffee jelly to Saiki.

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow Keishin! Bring the team by, I'd love to meet them sometime!" She waves him goodbye.

"I'll make sure to bring them by sometime soon." He waves back.

The two teens walk in somewhat awkward silence. Y/n realizes that she and Saiki live relatively close to each other. She reads the plaque with the name Saiki. Her townhouse apartment is less than a five-minute walk down the street. "Oh, I hadn't realized we lived so near to each other, until now." She commented. Saiki saw that they had actually got to his house before he even realized it. "I guess I'll see you at school tomorrow. Have a good night, Saiki." Y/n bowed before walking home. She let out a sigh of content. Today was a good day. She thought to herself.

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Masterlist

WORD COUNT : 1388

[im-pok]

Just for fun (and to make these easier to find) I have made a compilation of JSRF quotes!

I did find the quotes from this video by RisingSonic17 on YouTube. I do suggest watching it as it gives more context to the lines:

Keep in mind that some interactions may be missing, as I have never played JSRF and may be unaware of some interactions. Characters and their quotes appear in chronological order according to the video.

Corn:

"This is the GG's Garage. Hey, where's our pizza? Huh? You're not the pizza guy? Oh, you're here to join the GG's, eh? Heh... Tell you what. Find Gum. She's the one you wanna talk to. Just get close to her and pull the 'Right Trigger'. Got it?"

"Why don't you talk to her now?"

"Now, just 'cause you're new don't mean you can act like a big baby. The police are tightening up here, especially since the Rokkaku took over the police force. I know we look crazy 'n all, but even we know to pick our fights. So don't mess things up for the rest of us, got it?"

"Roboy's training changes as your skill level changes, so be on the lookout."

"I had a feeling Poison Jam would have their hideout in the sewers beneath Rokkaku-dai Heights. This is it... looks like the time to throw down has finally come."

"Man, those Poison Jam freaks are out of control. I say we start on Chuo Street and cover everything to Rokkaku-dai Heights and 99th Street in our graffiti. Chuo Street is probably the best place to start."

"Roboy told you, right? If you find a Mystery Tape, you gotta check the GG-notebook. It'll tell you where to find the Graffiti Souls in the area."

"Where the hell is Yoyo? Maybe he freaked out and skipped town? I'm sure he's alright. But we gotta take care of those Immortals. They've been walkin' around like they own the place. We gotta go and cover up all their graffiti."

"I'll send those Immortals back to the grave as many times as I need to!"

"We'll stop those Noise Tanks!"

Gum:

"Poison Jam knows something about Yoyo. I know they do."

"Damn! Punk, I'll get you for that!"

"The fortified residential zone... that's deep in the ghetto. And it could be the fake one again..."

"Here they come. The crazies from the Golden Rhinos. Concentrate, and watch your back. These guys ain't no joke."

"We gotta protect the streets. That's not a choice. We can't let these fools just waltz in and take over."

"The real enemy is your own fear. Remember that."

"So you're the cat that wants to join us, huh? I don't know where you're from, but the streets are tough. Real tough. Let's see what you're made of. We'll start you off nice and slow. Let's see how much air you can grab. Press the "A Button" to jump."

"Dogenzaka Hill is GG territory. I heard there's some headphone wearin' freak creepin' up here. If I could just find him, I'd show him what's up...."

"You can do it, can't you?"

"There are a couple of places in Shibuya Terminal where you can get on the roof of some buildings. You can get there by jumping from a Grind. You should check it out. Who knows what you'll find up there? When you're looking for something, the best place to start is the Map. You can see it by pressing the START button."

"The area of 99th Street is built around a tower that has a bunch of places to Grind. Definitely check that place out. There are also telephone poles to Grind and billboards to Wallride... the most important thing is to just try everything out. Oh, and don't forget to check the map by pressing the START button. That should give you some helpful hints"

"We actually found Roboy in a dumpster. Corn fixed him up real nice."

"I've been lost in the severs before. Its kinda crazy in there, but as long as you keep moving up, you'll be ok."

"Yoyo just can't chill and stay out, can he? He'll be back soon, I'm sure. I heard the Immortals hang out in the skyscraper district or something..."

"Actually, they say Roboy is actually a Noise Tank prototype. Don't tell him that though, ok? We don't wanna make him cry or nothin'. In any case, we're gonna get those damn Noise Tanks."

Yoyo:

"Those tracks should connect Sky Dinosaurian Square to the edge of the skyscraper district..."

"I hear that Poison Jam's woman leader has been showin' her face in town."

"Man, the Rhinos gotta be pissed off!"

"Shibuya Terminal is in a state of panic. I really wanna stay out of this, but we gotta go over there and take care of business."

"Don't use your eyes. Just try to feel it, ya know?"

"Graffiti has the power to wake up the energy that's asleep in the streets of Tokyo. The Rokkaku Group... the police... they don't know what's up. So let's just cover this whole place in art, yo."

"Yo, you know that dude Hayashi from the Rokkaku police force? That guy is one messed up dude. He's a complete psycho. Watch out for him."

"I heard through the grapevine that some weird-lookin' girl's been hangin' out at Rokkaku-dai Heights."

"So you think Poison Jam is after us?"

"We gotta get the Doganzaka Hill goddess statue that Poison Jam took. We better hurry, or things are gonna get real ugly."

Beat:

"Anything go down while I was gone?"

"I've always thought that thing in Shibuya Terminal was nasty lookin' anyway! Let's do a little redecoration."

"Sometimes, you just gotta get moving or else nothin's gonna get done, yo.

"Hey, I've heard of you. You're one of the GG's, huh? Tell you what... I'll race you. If I can beat you in a race around Doganzaka Hill, then this place belongs to me. Got it?"

"Hope you won't regret that."

"Shibuya Terminal? Now that you mention it, there was this huge guy wandering around there... And fishy graffiti? That sounds familiar, but I didn't really look close enough to see if the graffiti that the fool was paintin' actually looked like a fish or nothin'."

"Hey. Is it true Poison Jam used to cause trouble in Chuo Street under a different name?"

"Rapid 99 of 99th Street. They don't show their faces in public very often. Some say Rapid 99 and Poison Jam are sworn enemies because something big went down a while back. I don't know the details, though. A friend of mine told me that the girls in Rapid 99 are real lookers. I just think he was too scared of 'em to say otherwise. In any case, it ain't gonna be easy to find 'em."

"You meet Rapid 99 yet?"

"Noise Tanks? Never heard of 'em. But we gotta find Yoyo. I'll go through the sewers and check out Kiboganoka Hill."

"Those Immortals really get on my nerves..."

"Crazy stuff is going down all over town! Looks like it's time for a little clean up... GG's style!"

Combo:

"Time to get serious."

"This kid's kinda funny."

"This time we should be able to tell if it's the real one or the fake Yoyo just by talkin' to him, right?"

"That crazy guy?! What're you talkin' about? He looks nothing like me. Besides, we don't got time to deal with that fool. Remember? The Golden Rhinos??"

"Well, they told us to come. Don't look like we got any choice."

"There are some things that you can only feel when you're out in the streets, you know?"

"What's this?! Who's been sprayin' these ugly tags on my turf?! Hmph. I'm guessin' it was you... Its on! If you loose, you're gonna be answerin' to me from now on, punk!"

"You think you can do this too? Let's see it!"

"Man, you're not all that. Here, I'll show you one more time."

"The deep end of the sewers is closed off because it's contaminated. At least, that's what I heard..."

"Hey, why you gotta go out and get a dog?! There's only one thing I hate more than dogs, and that's goldfish."

"I heard Rapid 99 used to run under a leader named Cube..."

"Thing that ticks me off most is, the Immortals ain't worth all this talk and trouble. I wonder if they got somethin' to do with Yoyo's disappearance?"

"There's a bunch of real big guys with real big attitudes causin' a big scene over on Highway Zero. Maybe they might know something about the Noise Tanks. Man, where the hell is Yoyo?!"

Rynth:

"What is UP with Yoyo, anyway?!"

"Hey, Graffiti Souls are a big commodity, right?"

"I don't care if it's a golden rhino or a blue hippo, I'll send 'em right back to the zoo where they belong."

"What's their master plan? I mean, the Golden Rhinos don't seem like their just out here to run the streets, you know what I'm sayin'?" (This quote was spelled like this in game. From my knowledge it should be "they're just out here...")

"Here comes Gouji. Let's end this."

"Did you get all the Graffiti Souls? We still got a full laundry list of things to take care of, you know."

"Hehehe... So this is your hideout."

"Poison Jam are... kinda cute!"

"Is it just me, or does Captain Hayashi not look like he eats his breakfast?"

Poison Jam:

"I don't think Yoyo's that kind of a person."

"I think hes hiding something."

"This feels like a trap. Be careful."

"Someone's after DJ-K?! You sure about that?!"

"Gouji Rokkaku is kinda interesting. But, I think he went a little too far this time..."

"I love everything about Tokyo... even the things I hate."

"Hur hur hur. You want to get rid of us, don't you? Nothing in life is free. You gotta work for it. Beat us in this race and we won't mess with you anymore."

"Har har har!! I told ya'll you were a bunch of wussies!"

Rapid 99:

"ghahah! Next thing you know, you will be all crying like a baby."

"If you can win a flag battle against us, I'll tell you where Poison Jam' s hideout is."

"Suit yourself."

Garam:

"I won't hold back."

"Hey. Keep it real."

"There's this lightning-quick girl over at Kiboganoka Hill. Dunno if she's still there. But man, I gotta say, I'm really trippin' out over Yoyo missin' and all."

"When it comes down to it, the Immortals are just dried up mummies, man. I bet they all nasty under those bandages."

Boogie:

"The Noise Tanks might look strong, but they're like cheap action figures! Just run into them and they fall apart! Oh yeah, that girl from the stadium... I heard she's been lookin' for us. You seen her yet?"

"Aww man..."

"The fortified residential zone... it's directly attached to the underground sewers. Man. I don't like that place at all."

"Is that dude in black even human? My heart's pounding... I don't know why."

"You're never as good as you can be! Don't slack off!"

"Y'all are crazy!"

Jazz:

"This doesn't look good."

"Alright. Stay cool."

"Yeah.... we were a little too laid back this time, I think."

"The fortified residential zone... hey, why don't we pick numbers to decide who goes?"

"It's about time the Rhinos brought things up a notch. We better be ready to get real serious too."

"What the hell IS that big thing, anyway? But, you better watch out for that fool in black..."

"If you get a "Jet" in the Trials, you can even use people who aren't here to take out into the streets."

"You're one of the GG's, right? Then tell this fool that they got the wrong girl! They think I'm one of you guys! So, they dragged me out here and looked what's happened to me!!"

"Hurry up! Tell him that I'm not a GG!!"

Noise Tanks:

"Hey, you're that GG that helped me out! Thanks for that man. Say... there's something that I've been wondering since then. You wanna find out who's the fastest? I KNOW I can beat you. Let's give it a shot!"

"Alright. Fine. See ya."

"I'll get 'em good no matter what!"

"The more worked up we get about this, the harder it'll be to find what we're lookin' for."

"There's somethin' not right about the way the Golden Rhino's are actin'."

"Why are those Golden Rhinos going after the Radio station? Well, make sure to be on the lookout for Captain Psychopath."

"We gotta save DJ-K! I can't stand listening to this music anymore!"

"If this town could talk, what poetry it would speak..."

"Ready?"

"Practice all you want, it will not make a difference."

"It is not over yet. Prepare yourselves."

"Heh... Go on. Fight!"

"Are you ready?"

Special interactions:

"Sometimes it just doesn't matter how much you practice."

Slate:

"Dude. I'm bored. Entertain me."

"Hmph. What a bore."

"My sources tell me that the Noise Tanks and the Rokkaku Group are in this together. Be careful."

"So is that Clutch guy in with Rokkaku too? Or is he just a little punk?"

"I'm about ready."

"The Golden Rhinos are really startin' to get on my nerves..."

"I got better things to do than play house with Gouji Rokkaku, but man, that big ugly thing has GOT to go."

"Graffiti Souls' sole purpose is to be sought out."

Clutch:

"You're looking for that kid, Yoyo, right? Tell ya what, if you go out and get some Graffiti Soul points... Hey! Wait a sec, you've already got quite a few. Lemme see those... Sucka! Thanks for the Graffiti Souls! See ya around!"

"Hah, hah! I look forward to it!"

"I dunno, but I just don't get what's going on here. Heh..."

"This Gouji Rokkaku dude is pretty funny!"

"Haaaahaha! Tokyo ain't half bad!"

Cube:

"If you can beat me at my own game, I'll leave you alone."

"Suit yourself."

"The fortified residential zone... Unless you're absolutely sure of your skills, you should stay away from that place."

"I've dealt with the Golden Rhinos once before. If you don't take them seriously, you're as good as dead."

"I can't stand even looking at that thing. Its just so... so... damn ugly!"

"Yeah. You just have to try everything with an open mind."

Beat to Corn:

"So you're the leader of the GG's? Heh... How's this sound? If I beat you in a race around Doganzaka Hill, you and your buddies have to answer to me from now on. If you beat me... well, we'll just see when it happens."

"Huuuh? You're so boooring..."

Talking to Beat in the garage before fighting the police:

"Anyway, I'm ready to rock. But what's up with that pooch, eh? Where did ya pick him up? You sure that's not the leader in disguise? Heh heh. Its only a matter of time before I become the leader of the GG's anyway."

Combo to Gum:

"What's this?! Who's been sprayin' these ugly tags on my turf?! Hmph. Was it you, princess? You've been a bad, bad girl. You've better hit me with everything you've got, 'cause I ain't gonna hold back just because you're a girl!!"

"The cue tone get you all jumpy?"

"You liked that, eh? I'll do it again for you."

Yoyo to Rynth:

"You're... like... you know... yo."

"Where'd you come from?"

Gum to Rynth:

Rynth to Beat:

"Cool. Welcome aboard."

"You kinda... smell weird."

Garam to Boogie:

"Hey. I'm next in command around here, little lady. The name's Garam,"

Combo to Boogie:

"This group is growing bigger every day. Fool just dig me, I guess."

Gum to Boogie:

"So you're the one from Kiboganoka Hill, huh? Well, this is the GG's. What you see is what you get. Just be yourself, you'll be cool."

Garam to Jazz:

"Well, um... I... uh... be cool."

"That freak who's been making all those weird tags... you think he's connected with the Golden Rhinos somehow?"

Boogie to Garam:

"Alright. Stay cool."

Jazz to Garam:

"I feel ya, but I think you should try to chill a bit. Keep it together."

Corn to Clutch:

"What a fool. But the fortified residential zone... that's deep in the ghetto. And it could be the fake one again..."

Jazz to Clutch:

"Don't push your luck."

Beat to Clutch:

"You just wanted some attention from us, right? Aww..."

Combo to Clutch:

"Man, you're such a jerk I almost like you."

Garam to Clutch:

"One of these days, I'll get you one-on-one! Just you and me, fool!"

Boogie to Clutch:

"Fine. I'll let you off just this once."

Slate to Clutch:

"Heh... Stay outta trouble."

Corn to Yoyo:

"Long time no see, bro."

Clutch to Yoyo:

"So you're that Yoyo guy, huh? Heh..."

Jazz to Yoyo:

"So, you're the real deal, huh? 'Sup. I'm Jazz."

Combo to Yoyo:

"You gonna go and try to get back into shape, huh?'

Garam to Yoyo:

"Heh... I caused enough havoc for the both of us while you were gone, bro."

Rynth to Yoyo:

"The most unbelievable stuff was happening while you were gone! Hehehe..."

Yoyo to Slate:

"Hey, sorry about all that, yo. My bad. But thanks to those fools, I'm all out of shape now. Maybe I'll go out and cause a little havoc to warm up, yo."

Yoyo to Jazz:

"Man, things have sure gotten busier sice I was last here?"

Gum to Beat:

"That fool dressed in black who's been hanging around Chuo Street... now that I think about it, you guys kinda look alike."

Clutch to Beat:

"In times like this, you won't fall as long as you look where you're going. Heh heh."

Garam to Beat:

"Hey, you know that guy everyone's been saying looks like you? Well, is it you?"

There is some cutscene dialogue missing from these lines. If I can find all the cutscenes, then I'll be sure to add them.

[luninosity]

Okay, some The Falcon and the Winter Soldier episode 1 thoughts! This one will be spoilery, so I’ll tag it and put it under a cut and all of that!

Thoughts not in any real order, just as I think of them, the morning after (we stayed up to watch at midnight, and then went to bed!):

-okay, action-y opening, I’m neutral about that

-on va voir! :D :D

-I like seeing Sam struggling with the idea of the shield and his heroic identity and what being Captain America means...would’ve liked to see him try it, once, before giving it up; I feel like he would try, because it’s what Steve asked of him (and there’s a difference between doing it for that reason and doing it because he chooses to, which would’ve been an interesting tension!)

-mmm, gorgeous museum exhibit shots, and such a good backdrop, thematically, for Sam and Rhodey discussing what it means to be Captain America (also: yay Rhodey!)

-spectacular Bucky nightmare scene, recapturing the menace of the Winter Soldier; oh, so many Bucky feels, and, oh, that moment of him waking up, sleeping on his floor...ow, my heart

-on a shallower note, I miss Seb’s longer hair; it was so distinctive as a look, versus all the short-haired clean-cut Marvel Men (but I also get why they’d have short-haired Bucky in this series: distinguishing then and now, visually and symbolically)

-Bucky’s therapist is genuinely terrible (like, wow) and I’m glad he got to call her out on it (also a good nod to the Winter Soldier having some knowledge of psychology/strategy)

-good to see a character (who very much needs it) getting therapy, on screen, though!

-also nice that we’ve established that Bucky’s been officially pardoned; good to know, and he deserves that recognition that he’s not at fault

-what’s with the weird super-close-up shots? Not that Sebastian isn’t pretty, but the camera’s basically sitting on his cheek. I’m not exactly complaining but it’s distracting me from the storytelling, mostly because I’m wondering who thought this was a good stylistic choice. Those’re some lovely Seb eyelashes, but, like...pull back. Pull that camera back. Back up. Space, please.

-ooh, competence porn! Yes please. (This goes for both Sam and Bucky.)

-Torres might be my new favorite. He’s adorable. Which means I fully expect something terrible to happen to him any second now.

-both Seb and Anthony are such good actors - they’re both so good at micro-expressions, emotion in the shift of eyes or a change in stance

-I love Sam’s sister Sarah!

-more specifically, I love that it’s obviously an affectionate relationship, but not necessarily an easy one, and she has more of an understanding of how the real non-superhero world works than he does, and she’ll tell him so - I’m liking the nuance and emotion here; it feels very real, and it’s not like Melodramatic Resentment for him being busy hero-ing, which they could’ve opted for; no, it’s a genuine sort of weariness and love

-why no video games, for the kids? are they being punished? weird anti-video-game prejudice? (as someone who grew up in a household that didn’t approve of video games, I was at a *distinct disadvantage* when everyone else had this cultural touchstone and I didn’t! and because their mom doesn’t give a reason or a time limit, this blanket ‘no’ line comes off as weirdly restrictive to me - I’d’ve gone with “...until you finish a chore or read a book or do x thing first” - and of course the kids don’t listen, because why would they? idk, probably overthinking this one, but I was also always that kid who needed reasons for things - I never responded well to “because I say so” or “that’s just how it is,” but if you told me why, then I’d totally listen! anyway, this one’s just a weird personal ?? in my head!)

-love love love the bank scene - the sheer awfulness of the juxtaposition of the hero and fanboy emotions, and the harsh reality of loans and denial and Sam’s realization that he can’t help, and also his sister’s body language all through this scene

-I have questions about how the world’s working here: like, I totally believe the banks, government, etc, would be dicks about *not* helping people! yes, agreed! but on the other hand, surely, surely, there must be some provision in place for people who got snapped. Especially now that some time has passed. Like...it’s too big a thing for there to not be some sort of policy or help. The “you’ve had no income for the last five years” line reads oddly to me as justification, because...well...he was snapped! so...of course not! but then again, of course banks would have a lack of compassion. I don’t know, maybe it’s just clunky dialogue, but I kind of want more explanation of this

-also nice that they’re addressing the concept that simply being a superhero doesn’t pay, and not everyone has Tony Stark money! (side question: does Bucky have money? I know we have fandom “canon” about this, but will the show and official canon address it?)

-please don’t let anything happen to Torres, I love him

-Bucky’s trying so hard, and it’s so heartbreaking! And, oh, Bucky...stepping in to defuse problems, wanting peace, trying to care for people...the core of his character, from protecting skinny!Steve to being a good sergeant to saving Steve in The Winter Soldier...okay, show, you’re winning me over. Partly that’s Sebastian’s acting; again, just phenomenal, nuanced and subtle and complex.

-Bucky versus Lucky Cat! I’m laughing but also ouch, the swinging arm reminder.

-I appreciate a Bucky Barnes who is genuinely a soft awkward old-man dork

-I also appreciate Bucky being sweet and old-fashioned and charming - the flowers! - he’s trying so hard. Oh, my heart. (On the other hand...is dating...really a good idea? Then again, he’s a polite awkward dork and couldn’t say no to being set up...)

-how can Sebastian put so much emotion into the simple act of closing and opening his eyes?!

-I do very much want to know where Steve is and if he’s alive

-also, both Sam and Bucky speaking multiple languages! again with the competence porn and also linguistic porn, mmm, yes

-not much known about the Bad Guys yet, but that’s okay; I’m good with spending 50 minutes on character development, yes, fine by me, show me more Bucky caring for people and Sam being Uncle Sam (heh), I live for this

-it’s an interesting choice of Bad Guys, because to some extent you can see why it sounds appealing: no flags, no borders, no countries, etc - I hope we also get some more exploration of this

-I’m glad Torres is okay but I fully expect him to be a sacrifice at some point

-US Agent time! Oh, Sam’s expression(s) - just perfect. Oh, Anthony Mackie’s just great here - every reaction, jaw-clench, his posture - so compelling.

-now go get your shield, Sam!

-how are we going to wrap this all up in 5 more episodes?! Sam and Bucky haven’t even shared screen time yet! and what about Zemo? and Sharon?

-ooh, pretty credits!

-okay, I’m actually really pleasantly surprised! I went in with low expectations because I really disliked all the trailers and all the bits of dialogue they were giving us, and now I’m...cautiously optimistic!

-I’m still worried that once we get Bucky and Sam together we’re going to devolve into that specific “someone thinks that two people insulting each other is the same as humor” type of writing (and I cannot begin to tell you how much I hate the “that girl kicked your ass!” line from the trailers)

-but this first episode is such a good character-driven exploration - unhurried, deep, thoughtful, grounded - that it’s giving me hope. I actively want to see the next episode, with some excitement, so that’s promising!

[shslrose]

Hope - Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu x Reader

Summary: You try to recover the Ultimate Yakuza from despair, but things don’t go as planned when you begin to develop feelings for each other.

It had been a while since Makoto Naegi had recruited you. You had become close friends after surviving the Killing Game of Hope’s Peak Academy together, along with Aoi Asahina, Kyoko Kirigiri, Toko Fukawa, and Byakuya Togami. Makoto had a plan to save the Remnants of Despair using the Neo-World Program, and he needed your help to develop the technology. You worked alongside him and Alter Ego in order to create the program, and during the development, Makoto asked you to have sessions with the Remnants in order to learn more about the psychological trauma that Junko Enoshima and Mukoro Ikasaba had inflicted upon them. So, against Future Foundation orders, you had been secretly meeting with the Remnants in an undisclosed location unknown to your boss, Chairman Tengan.

Your primary subject was none other than Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu. 

Initially, you seemed to make no progress with him. He would open up a little, only to go right back into despair. During your first session, he merely grinned while you asked him about Junko and the despair he helped her spread. 

“Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu… the Ultimate Yakuza, and former student of Hope’s Peak Academy,” you stated, reading his file. You sat across from him, a table between the two of you. He was handcuffed to his chair, as a precautionary measure.

“Damn right,” he replied, despair swirling in his one eye, the other being covered up by his eyepatch. 

“You, along with the other despairs, have killed so many… do you feel regret?” You asked, carefully. You leaned forward in your chair, eager to hear his response.

“Regret?” He asked back, before laughing. “Hahahaha, why would I regret killing any of those bastards?  Death is natural for the weak, it’s survival of the fucking fittest!”

“Was Natsumi weak?” You asked, with a cold tone. Suddenly, you watched a thousand emotions flash through his eye. Shock came first; his eye widened at the mention of his beloved sister.

“Natsumi…” he muttered quietly, as though it was the first time in a long time that he’d thought of her. A sadness took over his expression, and for a moment you thought there might be tears welling up in his eye, but just as quickly as it had come, the sadness dissipated and was quickly replaced by despair.

“My sister….my little sister…. Natsumi…” he continued muttering, “her death…. brought me so much despair! So much glorious despair! Hahaha!”

He was gone again, his mind consumed by despair once more. It didn’t matter, you had seen it. For even just a moment, you had seen genuine emotion in him, and you knew then that there was hope for not only him, but for all the Remnants. You wondered if you could get him to show emotion again…

“Despair?” You asked. “Is that why you killed Sato? Because you wanted to feel despair? Or, maybe you wanted to make Mahiru feel despair?”

At the mention of Sato’s name, you watched as pure rage flashed across his face.

“That fucking bitch...Sato!” he exclaimed. “Despair had nothin’ to fuckin’ do with it...I had to kill her, for Natsumi…”

You watched his rage bleed into sadness as he continued. “Natsumi… she came to Hope’s Peak for me… she wanted to be the Ultimate Little Sister… she should have been the Ultimate Yakuza, and everyone knew it. She would have been a better heir to the Kuzuryuu clan, but…”

He trailed off then, as if the rest were too painful to remember. You reached across the table, and placed your hand on his.

“I’m sorry for your loss, Fuyuhiko.”

He said nothing then, just stared blankly in front of them. Despair and hope were waging a war within his mind, and it was all you could do to pray for hope. 

Over the past few weeks, you felt as though you had made significant progress bringing Fuyuhiko back to the side of hope. You began to think that the Neo-World might not even be necessary; perhaps you could bring the Remnants back to their former selves without erasing their memories of despair.

What you did not know was that Fuyuhiko had a plan of his own: to convert you to the side of despair.

With each session, he felt himself growing closer to you. He wanted you to feel the chaos of despair, just as he did. 

You would never admit it, but you felt yourself growing closer to him as well. You hated yourself for it: it was unprofessional, it was wrong, Naegi was counting on you, how could you let yourself get distracted?

You recalled your last session with him; you’ve been encouraging to recall his memories of being a student of Hope’s Peak.

“Kazuichi was obsessed with Sonia,” said Fuyuhiko. “Still is, I guess. The bastard was always fuckin’ following her around. ‘Suppose she liked Gundham better though.”

Ah, Gundham. You had met with him a few times, but he would always start shouting about “unleashing pandemonium” on you, so your sessions with him were few and far between.

“But that Teruteru bastard was even worse than Kazuichi,” he continued. “That pervert would fuck anything with a pulse!”

You laughed then, and Fuyuhiko began to laugh too. Sitting across from you, with his hands bound to the chair, he had nothing to do other than stare at you and admire you. It dawned on him that he loved the sound of your laughter, it brought him hope. But before long, despair settled in again, and he felt a strong desire to hurt you: he loved the sound of your laugh, and so he longed for the despair he would feel at the sound of your screams. He could imagine himself standing over you, with a revolver in his hand, listening to you beg and cry for your life. The despair it brought him to imagine you in pain was absolutely glorious.

Meanwhile, you considered how different the Remnants were now, compared to Fuyuhiko’s classroom stories. You had to ask about it once more.

“Fuyuhiko, I just don’t understand. It seems like after Yukizome became your teacher, all of you were filled with hope… it just doesn’t make sense, how you’ve all ended up like...this… Please, tell me, what did Junko do to you all?”

He ignored your question almost entirely, simply grinning before repeating your words back to you. “After Yukizome became our teacher, heh...Chisa Yukizome…Hahahaha!”

You didn’t understand. What was so funny, you wondered. It was impossible for you to know that Chisa Yukizome herself, your esteemed colleague, was also a Remnant of Despair, and had participated in turning the students into Remnants.

“Please, Fuyu,” you begged softly. “I want to help you, I want to fill you with hope. Tell me what filled you with despair, so I can reverse it…”

“I can’t tell you… but I’ll show you,” Fuyuhiko said slyly. You didn’t have time to consider what he meant, because in a flash he rose from the chair, bounds undone. You hadn’t noticed him freeing himself, he must have distracted you with his stories in order to free himself without raising suspicion. He brandished a sharp object in his hand, and you wondered if he had crafted a makeshift knife out of a utensil given to him earlier.

“Fuyu…?” You asked, terrified. In seconds, he had thrown the knife across the room and directly into your chest. It cut deep, and the pain of the wound and the betrayal burned deep. Blood began to pour from your chest, painting your crisp white shirt a bright magenta pink.

He rushed to your side, and you could see genuine pain in his expression, despite the despair that swirled in his eyes.

“Watching you die… will bring me so much...despair!” He murmured, as he wrapped his arms around you and pulled your dying body closer to him. “Seeing you in pain… pain that I inflicted… makes me feel so hopeless…!”

“F-fuyu… please,” you gasped, before coughing up blood. It was pointless; your words could no longer reach him. Any pleading only pushed him further into despair. The hopelessness of the situation filled you both with despair.

Suddenly, the door swung open, and there you saw Makoto, Toko, and Kyoko. 

“Y/N?!” Makoto exclaimed, shocked at your injuries. At the sight of your blood, Toko fainted immediately, and then awoke as Genocide Jill. Using her detective skills, Kyoko quickly connected the dots between Fuyuhiko being free from his bounds and your injury.

“Genocide Jill!” Kyoko called out. “Apprehend the Remnant.”

Using her scissors, it was easy for her to pin the yakuza to the wall, although Kyoko did have to restrain her from killing him, as Genocide Jill was eager to kill the “adorable little man.”

Makoto had already rushed over to you, picking you up and carrying you out of the room.

“Don’t worry Y/N, you’re going to be okay! I’ll get you help, okay? Just stay with me,” Makoto said, trying to keep you calm. “I’m glad I came when I did.”

“Perfect… timing,” you mumbled, barely audible. “You...really are… the Ultimate...Lucky Student.”

Makoto chuckled, still carrying you out of the room. Over his shoulder, you could still see Fuyuhiko, who Kyoko was interrogating. Maybe you were delirious from the blood loss, but he almost seemed relieved that you were being saved; it was as though he were hopeful you would survive.

                                                       LATER

The Neo World Program was successfully completed. Despite it being hijacked by Izuru Kamakura, a few of the Remnants were able to survive the Killing School Trip, and now it was time for you, Makoto Naegi, Kyoko Kirigiri, and Byakuya Togami to enter the simulation for yourselves, in order to prevent Alter Ego Junko Enoshima from spreading despair to the entire world.

It had been a while since you had seen Fuyuhiko, and although you had physically recovered from your injury, you hadn’t recovered from his betrayal. He had tricked you, manipulated you, and then tried to kill you. Of course, he had been under the influence of Junko’s despair, and you would be lying if you said you didn’t still care for him. You wanted to save him, you wanted hope to win the battle against despair within his mind

When you entered the simulation and appeared at the class trial ground, you were incredibly shocked to see the version of Fuyuhiko that stood before you. He was filled with both hope, and despair. His heart was full of hope, full of love for his sister Natsumi and best friend Peko and classmate Chiaki, but also full of despair, from the grief of losing them.

Initially, he was willing to side with despair, to let Junko take over, if it meant he would get to see his best friend, Peko. You couldn’t let that happen, you couldn’t allow despair to consume him again.

“Fuyuhiko, please!” You begged, causing him to focus on you; he remembered you slightly, you had been in the 78th class of Hope’s Peak Academy while he had been in the 77th. “I...I know you don’t remember me, but I remember you. And I’ve seen hope in you, Fuyu. Please, don’t fall into despair. Choose hope. For Chiaki. For Peko. For Natsumi. Please, choose hope for me.”

He could not remember you, but upon seeing you plead for his hope, he felt something. A connection. A sense of deja vu. He knew that, in the real world, you must have been something to him, something important. 

“Y/N…” he muttered, allowing your name to flood his mind. Hearing your name escape his lips, it filled him with hope. “I… I choose hope! Let’s end this fuckin’ killing game!”

And so, Hajime, who had remembered his other identity of Izuru, ended the killing game, and the surviving Remnants woke up, cured of their despair. 

It pained you to see the others, who had remained comatose. You had faith in Hajime, who declared that he would use the talents he had gained from becoming Izuru in order to save the other Remnants. 

After the simulation ended, you reunited with Fuyuhiko.

“Y/N… you saved me. You gave me hope, when I was filled with so much fuckin’ despair,” he said. “Even though I hurt you… you still believed in me… but I don’t deserve your forgiveness. Not after what I…”

He looked at you, wincing when he noticed your visible scar from his attack.

“Fuyuhiko, please, there’s nothing to forgive you for. It wasn’t your fault, it was Junko’s.”

“Junko,” he said through gritted teeth. “That fuckin’ bitch. If she wasn’t already dead, I would fuckin’ kill her. Because of her despair, I… I wanted to hurt you… so that I could feel the despair of seeing someone I.. someone I love… in pain.”

A blush came across his face as he finished, and for a moment, you couldn’t believe what you heard.

“S-someone… you love..?” You asked.

“Don’t fuckin make me say it again, Y/N…!” He was visibly embarrassed, refusing to make eye contact. You were sure this was the happiest day of your life, Fuyuhiko had been cured of despair, and confessed his love for you. You were absolutely speechless, so he spoke again.

“Should’ve done this a long fuckin’ time ago,” he said, before his hand on your waist and pulling  you into a passionate kiss. 

[drabbles-of-writing]

Of Fangs and Fright

AO3

Masterpost

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Now, being dead came with a few more complications than one might expect.

Or, well, being half dead, if you wanted to be less morbid.

Now, it wasn’t all bad. There were the cool powers. Like invisibility, flying, possession, phasing through objects, being able to convincingly look sicker than a zombie…

Anyway.

Many of these powers ghosts shared in common. So long they weren’t ghosts flickering out of existence, they possessed (heh, ghost joke) these abilities. However, simple powers weren’t the only thing ghosts shared in common.

All ghosts had some green on them, it was their ectoplasm. They all had a core of their powers, and all sentient ghosts had at least one obsession. Plus a couple of smaller traits, mostly physical.

Also, they all had fangs.

Luz had to find that out the hard way.

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A loud beeping noise woke Luz from her slumber, jerking her awake as she fell off her bed. The girl groaned, sitting up and rubbing the back of her head as she blindly reached for her clock on the bed stand and turned off the alarm.

“Ow,” She whined, feeling that she’d bitten her tongue in her fall. She felt around her mouth a bit, tasting blood until something made her pause.

She gently poked her tongue around the top of her mouth, and sure enough, two teeth felt...sharper.

It pricked the tip of her tongue again and Luz grumbled, pulling herself to her feet. She figured her teeth had just gotten a bit too sharp from some wear and tear. It’s not like she was averse to biting into some weird-tasting ghosts and objects. Don’t ask.

She stepped into the bathroom and paused, looking into her mirror. It always unnerved her to look into a mirror. The dark circles around her eyes, the way she slouched, the dullness to her skin, all of it. None of it was inherently creepy, but it somehow worked. To Luz, and everyone around her, something about her seemed off. Like she was floating through the motions and was not at all there and maybe never was.

Luz shook off the existential horror of wondering if she’d be unnerving for the rest of her life and stood in front of the sink, yawning.

She froze, her mouth still hanging open.

There, resting in her mouth, were two sharp teeth.

They weren’t remarkably noticeable, in fact if she wasn’t looking for little odd things about her every other day (learning ghostly things about yourself in the middle of a fight was not fun) she never would’ve realized. But she was sure her canines weren’t that pointy before. She leaned forward, curling her lip as she inspected her teeth.

Her tongue had ceased bleeding, it was only a small mark anyway. And she could see flecks of blood still on her left tooth. She shuttered and pulled back, closing her mouth.

This was fine. A bit of sharpness to her teeth was fine. It couldn’t be all that bad.

,

Three days later, hunched over in her bed with an ice pack pressed to her face, Luz realized, with much regret, that she had jinxed herself.

Her teeth ached. It felt like her gums were being pushed apart from the inside, which, come to think of it, they probably were.

“Show me again,” Willow said, sitting on the bed beside Luz.

Luz sighed and took the ice away and opened her mouth. Willow squinted at her teeth for a moment before stepping back onto the floor, where Gus had a bunch of papers spread about in a weird sort of discussion board.

Luz put ice back over her mouth and watched as Willow muttered under her breath and picked up a picture of one of the ghosts, Adegast, if Luz remembered correctly, and inspected it.

“I really think this is just a regular ghost thing,” Willow said after a moment, showing the picture to Luz. “Every other ghost you’ve fought has some kind of fangs, it's not that big of a stretch to say you’d get some, too.”

“And normally, I would agree,” Luz said, wincing and holding the pack tighter. “Fangs are cool. But not when I’m human!” She exclaimed. “Er, in my human form, I guess. Is that what it's called?” She hummed, staring off in thought.

��Well, you may get lucky,” Gus piped up, taking the picture of Adegast trying to attack the camera and bringing up smaller ghost pictures. “They may just look a little abnormally sharp and that would be the end of it. There are plenty of people who have sharper canines, not everyone's teeth are flat.”

Lux relaxed with a sigh, leaning forward as she crossed her legs.

“But there’s also a possibility you could end up with teeth as long as fingers,” He said, bringing up a picture of a ghost with teeth like a saber tooth tiger.

Luz stared at the picture for a moment before groaning and falling back onto her bed. She grabbed her pillow and covered her face with it, ice pack discarded at her side.

Willow lightly smacked the back of Gus’s head.

“I’m sure it won’t get that noticeable,” Willow assured her. “Aren’t Eda’s natural teeth normal looking?”

“They’re still a bit sharp,” Luz muffled around her pillow. “The gold tooth is, and I quote, a ‘misdirection.’ Like a magician's cute assistant, you know?”

“No idea how that works, but I think I get it.” Gus nodded.

“Well, it’s not like suddenly getting pointy teeth is an immediate correlation for being a ghost, or even Phantom.” Willow insisted. “Worst case scenario, everyone thinks you're becoming a vampire, which actually would be pretty normal at this point.”

“Please be aware there is a group of goths in this school,” Luz said, tossing the pillow aside and sitting up. “And Jerbo is convinced I’m a ghost. Even if nobody believes him, people are going to ask questions about the fangs, and I’m a terrible liar! You know this!”

“I mean, you managed to hide your Phantom,” Gus pointed out.

“That’s because everyone in this town is a moron.” Willow deadpanned.

“Okay, but you have to put this into perspective. Half-ghosts aren’t a commonly known or expected thing.” Gus reminded, pushing his pictures into a pile.

“Neither are regular ghosts! Or werewolves! Or talking bone dogs! And yet, people notice that! Or at least recognize it's not normal,” Willow exclaimed, exasperated. “And only Jerbo has noticed something is off with Luz.”

“I was already pretty weird,” Luz offered, flinching and rubbing at her cheek.

“I can’t win,” Willow sighed, her shoulders sagging.

“This was never a winning situation for anyone,” Luz said matter-of-factly. “Now somebody give me the nail filer on my desk.”

“Do not file down your teeth! Why am I even telling you that?”

,

“My tongue is going to be so scarred--ow,”

“Maybe refrain from talking?” Willow advised gently as Luz stuck on her tongue, revealing it was lightly bleeding after she had accidentally bitten it. Again.

It had barely been a week and Luz’s growing-in fangs were proving to be more trouble than they were worth. If they were worth anything at all.

They had gotten larger, not to a scary degree, but were certainly abnormal. And she’d even begun to get two small fangs on her lower jaw,

And maybe talking about this in the school hallways wasn’t the best idea. But the group wasn’t known for their intelligence, and Willow was fried.

“Well, either her tongue will get stronger or she’ll learn how to not bite her tongue,” Gus shrugged as Luz shut her locker. “Eda managed.”

“Eda is three decades older than--ow,” Luz whined, covering her hand with ther mouth.

“What did I just say?” Willow sighed.

“Hey, four eyes!”

The group recognized that voice, and you could physically see them deflate as Luz dropped her hand. Willow sighed and mentally prepared herself.

“Here we go again,”

The sound of snickering drew their attention, to where Boscha and her A-Listers, or whatever they called themselves, was passing right by them, smug smiles plastered to their faces. Well, aside from Amity, who looked a mix between bored and mildly concerned. She caught Luz’s eye and smiled ever so slightly.

“Heard a ghost wrecked your pretty little garden recently,” Boscha said, her eyes narrowing in that sadistically gleeful way. “Aren’t you lucky Phantom decided to grace you, huh?”

Luz visibly cringed at that, giving Willow a guilty look. She’d insisted she could help Willow replant that garden, but she had declined. Numerous times.

“Things happen,” Willow shrugged, turning away and checking over her books boredly. “At least I don’t lie about seeing Phantom every other week.”

Luz and Gus glanced at each other with shared concerned looks. They subtly backed off a bit, deciding they’d rather not get involved in the weekly brawl.

“You wanna speak up, fern girl?” Boscha growled, already beginning to take a step forward.

“Leave her, Boscha.” 

Amity broke from the group and put a hand on the girl's shoulder, lightly holding her back as she looked at her with a half-lidded expression.

“She’s not worth the energy. We have class soon.” She said calmly.

Boscha muttered and stepped back, shrugging off Amity. The rest of the group quickly stepped aside as Boscha stormed through, throwing a ‘you’ll be sorry!’ over her shoulder for good measure.

“I’m gonna bite her,” Luz muttered under her breath.

“You have no idea how much it pains me to tell you no,” Willow replied.

“Sorry about that,” Amity mumbled, suddenly appearing in front of the trio. Or maybe she was always there, Luz couldn’t remember. 

“We’re used to it,” Gus said simply. “Honestly, I was expecting a better insult than ‘fern girl.’”

“Yeah, she's off her game,” Amity agreed as Luz giggled. 

“One could say she’s…off her A game--” Luz winced, bringing her hand back up to her face.

“Boo, bad joke.” Gus shook his head distastefully.

“Are you alright?” Amity asked, frowning at Luz holding her hand up.

“Yeah! Yeah, just, uh,” Luz chose her words carefully and slowly as she quickly pulled her hand away and crossed her arms. “Bit my tongue is all,”

“We should head to class,” Willow cut in quickly, appearing next to Luz and grabbing her arm. “Like you said, it’s going to start soon and lord knows how bad our grades are already.”

“Oh, right!” Amity shook her head like she was clearing it. “I’ll see you later, guys.”

“Yeah, bye,” Luz echoed, giving a smile as Willow tugged her away.

Amity watched the three leave with a smile of her own for a moment before her eyes dipped for a moment on Luz. Her eyes widened and she did a double-take, a moment of concerned horror flashing on her features.

Luz, having a guess on what she noticed, suddenly picked up speed and darted around the hallway corner, accidentally yanking Willow with her.

“Whoa, whoa, what happened--”

“How do my teeth look?” Luz cut off Gus, opening her mouth wide. “Do they look worse?”

Willow and Gus recoiled slightly, minorly concerned as Luz worriedly shut her mouth again.

“You have...blood on your teeth,” Willow said carefully. “It, uh, kinda makes you look like…”

“A vampire,” Gus finished for her, unhelpfully.

Luz was about to poke at her teeth with her tongue, but thought better of it. She rubbed a finger instead at one of her fangs and drew it back, noticing that there was, indeed, blood on them.

“I’m going to die of blood loss at this point,” Luz groaned.

“Can you even die again--”

“Not in the mood for an existential crisis, Gus.”

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“What, no witty comeback, Phantom?”

The halfa yelped as Roselle’s snarky remark was enunciated by Dottie slamming her against a building. She growled and curled her lips back, shaking the rubble off her as she rose into the air, her green eyes flashing.

Roselle’s smug look fell. Normally Phantom would be happy to see that, but typically that smug expression isn’t replaced by that of gleeful surprise.

“Phantom,” Roselle grinned, and even Dottie paused for a moment to see what her partner was pointing at.

“Don’t,”

“Phantom are you growing your baby fangs?”

“They sure don’t feel like baby--ow,” Phantom winced, sticking out her tongue as she bit it for the umpteenth time.

“Aw, wittle Phantom got her baby fangs.” Roselle cooed

“How cute!” Dottie agreed as Roselle placed her hand on her shoulder.

“I liked you better when you were trying to rip me apart,” Phantom huffed, her face glowing with blush as she crossed her arms and legs, hovering in the air.

“A word of advice,” Roselle said sweetly. “Mouthguards do wonders, if you can find one to steal. Pain medication still works on you, right?”

“Yes, yes, thank you for the words of wisdom, granny.” Phantom grumbled, giving the ghost a glare and a sneer. “Can I go back to--” Phantom flinched, fangs pricking her tongue again.

The teasing grins on both of the ghostly womens faces only widened and Phantom sharpened her glare, electricity sparking through her.

“Can we fight now?” Phantom drawled out slowly, as to avoid biting her tongue again.

“Right, yes, of course,” Dottie said, nodding as she waved her hand. “Where were we, dear?” She turned to Roselle.

“I believe you were trying to throw her into a stop sign?” Roselle hummed, tapping her chin and frowning. “Or was it a pipe? One of the two.”

Phantom rolled her eyes at the two conversing and uncrossed her arms, a ball of green lightning slowly forming above her open left palm.

“No, no, I think you were--”

Lightning crackled and shot right between the two ghosts, striking the wall of an old building behind them.

They slowly looked at the indent on the wall. Then, just as slowly, they looked back at Phantom, who had landed on the ground and was in a fighting stance, another ball of electricity already building up.

“I think I remember where,” Phantom paused and curled her lip again at the pain. She threw her hands in the air. “Or for the love of--”

The lightning flew from her hands, hitting the street a good ways behind her. It exploded and shook the ground, setting off a few car alarms.

Phantom visibly shrinked at the explosion, her shoulders tense.

Dottie opened her mouth, about to say something. Phantom raised her hand quickly and silenced her.

“Not a word,”

,

“Kid, I don’t know what to tell ya. This is pretty natural for ghosts,”

“It is ruining my life.”

“Your dead,”

“Eda,”

“Right, right,” Eda raised her hands, stepping away from the couch Luz was dramatically laying across on her back. “Existential crisis and whatnot, my bad.”

“I’m wearing a mouthguard,” Luz growled, though it came out like a lisp. “I look like a werewolf.”

“So do I,” Eda reminded her, sitting on the end of the couch where Luz’s feet were. “And I’m doing great.” She said, curling her upper lip and flashing her non-gold fang, which was nearly as long as her golden one. The only difference was that the gold fang was crooked and hooked out of her mouth.

“You live in a shed by an abandoned brewery,” Luz lifted her hands, gesturing to the Owl House, as Eda liked to call it. “With all due respect, I wouldn’t call this the lap of luxury.”

“Eh, who needs luxury?” Eda shrugged.

“Yeesh, you give the kid a taste of the other side and suddenly your scoundrels,” King muffled, poking his head out from under the couch.

“I have been to Amity’s house once.” Luz hissed, snapping her jaws shut when she realized it came out as an actual hiss.

“Aw, now that was adorable.”

“Shut up,”

“Wait, hang on, I was talking about that time you spent in the Guys in White’s fancy van you’ve been to Amity’s house?” King whirled around, staring up at Luz in surprise.

“...I’m suddenly deaf,” Luz lisped, her voice slurred as she lay her head back against the couch armrest. “Words? I don’t know them.”

“You got into a rich girls house and you didn’t steal anything?” Eda gasped, placing a hand on her chest. “I’ve never been more betrayed in my life.”

“That’s a lie and you know it,” King deadpanned.

“I’m not stealing from Amity!” Luz gasped, glaring across the couch. “She’s my friend! Go steal from her parents yourself,”

“I was given permission!” King pumped a fist in the air. Paw? Claw? Whatever you call the hands of a ghost dog with opposable thumbs.

“Now, now,” Eda grabbed King by the scruff before Luz could protest, pulling him up and holding him like that. “Be nice. Luz has to make a good impression on her crush. You don’t get a rich girl every day, you know.”

“Crush?” Luz yelped, jerking up so violently she shocked herself with her own stray lightning and fell off the couch with a thud.

“Oh right,” Eda snapped her fingers. “That’s another topic I’m not supposed to mention.” She grinned knowingly, dropping King on Luz.

Luz doubled over when King landed on her stomach, wheezing. King just looked up at her curiously before Luz lifted her head, her freckles beginning to glow green as electricity sparked around them.

“I do not have a crush on Amity! I tell you this all the time!” Luz exclaimed, feeling her face and grumbling when she was shocked again. “And now I lost my mouthguard,” She muttered, looking around for where it fell out.

Eda and King glanced at each other, mirroring the same disbelieving tired faces. But they didn’t say anything as Luz picked up King and set him aside, looking for where she spat out the mouthguard.

“Alright, we’ll drop that obvious lie for now,” Eda relented, walking up beside Luz and putting a hand on her shoulder. “But wearing a mouthguard is only gonna do so much. Sure, it’s nice to wear every now and again, but the more you get used to talking and eating with these ol’ pointers, the easier it’ll get for you.”

“But I’m a fast talker,” Luz protested. “Even if I get used to talking normally, I’m still not used to talking fast. And then I just keep on talking, and talking, and then I keep biting my tongue and then I start bleeding and--ow!” She yelped, recoiling mid-talk.

“Bit it again?”

Luz whined dramatically and turned, thunking her head against Eda’s chest. Eda stared at her for a moment before sighing and smiling as she rested a hand over Luz’s back and head.

“I know it's not fun, but that's just how life, er, this limbo we’re in is gonna be.” She said, patting her back.

“Pros and cons,” Luz muffled into her chest. “Pros, ghost things. Cons, ghost things.” She said, her words slow but enunciated.

“Welcome to my world, kiddo.” Eda chuckled.

“You don’t even fight--” Luz hissed, scrunching up her face before continuing. “--other ghosts,”

“No, but they’re still annoying.” Eda agreed.

“Oh, hey, I found the mouth thing!”

“King you better spit that out!”

,

In hindsight, sticking to the bottom of the Witch Hunter’s hoverboard, aka, a young ghost hunter known for not liking her, was probably not the smartest idea.

Then again, Phantom’s plans are pretty hit-or-miss.

Phantom crawled up the bottom of the hoverboard, peeking up. The dark purple coloring of the Witch Hunter’s suit nearly blended in with the night sky above her, and she clearly wasn’t paying attention.

With a mischievous grin, Phantom slowly gripped the front end of the board and leaned up, laying her chin on the end.

“Hey,”

The Witch Hunter yelped, whirling her head down as the hoverboard skidded to a stop. Phantom wasn’t prepared for that and went flying out from underneath the board, hitting the flat roof of a building and rolling right off the edge. 

But hey, at least the metal trash cans broke her fall.

Phantom groaned, attempting to peel herself out of the trash bags and pulling a banana peel off her head in disgust. She heard a snort and looked up.

The Witch Hunter was crouched on the edge of the roof, peering over. The black plastic screen over her face on the suit hid her expression, but Phantom just knew she was trying not to laugh.

“Alright, so maybe I deserved that,” Phantom relented, kicking away the last of the trash and floating up.

The Witch Hunter quickly leaned back as Phantom placed her hands on the edge of the roof, leaning on it slightly as the rest of her body was suspended by nothing in the air.

“But still, you gotta get better at noticing when I’m around.” Phantom chuckled with a grin, shaking her head.

In a flash, an ectogun was being pointed at her face, right between her eyes.

Phantom’s face dropped slightly, her eyes crossing as she looked down the barrel of the gun. Her eyes then went back to the Witch Hunter, who was still on her knees, but holding the ectogun in a way that said she wasn’t afraid to use it.

“I can never have a single moment of fun with you, can I?” Phantom sighed.

“And yet, you still succeed.” The Witch Hunter said, putting a finger on the trigger.

“I appreciate you trying to put a stop to that. You took the job everybody wanted but nobody was brave enough to try as diligently. Bravo,” Phantom nodded solemnly.

“I wish you luck,” She blinked, a smirk growing.

The Witch Hunter stared at her for a moment. Then another. She glanced around slowly before looking back to Phantom, who was still in the same position as before.

“Okay, two things,” The Witch Hunter said. “One, what am I waiting for?”

“What?” Phantom looked down at herself, inspecting her hand.

“Oh,” She deflated, looking back up to the Witch Hunter sheepishly. “I still haven’t mastered the whole ‘invisibility on command’ thing.”

“...I genuinely can’t tell if your stupid or bad at planning,” The Witch Hunter said, sounding like she was rolling her eyes.

“Fifty fifty on that,” Phantom raised a hand and tilted it.

“Secondly, what is with your teeth?” The Witch Hunter said, leaning her head forward slightly. “Is everyone getting weird teeth today?”

“Oh come on!” Phantom groaned, throwing her head back. “I just forgot about them!”

“What?” The Witch Hunter lowered her ectogun slightly.

“It’s been an issue all week,” Phantom complained, swinging her legs over the side of the roof and sitting on the edge, crossing her legs. “I forget about the fangs, I can talk easier. But when I think about them, I--” She flinched, hissing as she felt a prick.

“...that’s what you're worried about right now?” The Witch Hunter said disbelievingly.

“I’m bad at picking my battles,” Phantom shrugged. “Anyway, you’ve cursed me. You owe me compensation.”

“The hell I do!”

“If there is a hell, I’ll be sure to inform them of your grievances,” Phantom waved her hand casually. “But on the plus side, I’m getting better at not biting my to--ow,” 

“You’re a ghost,” The Witch Hunter deadpanned, getting to her feet with a sigh. “Shouldn’t it be normal to have fangs? Why didn’t you have them before?”

“Well I’m sorry but I’m a little new to all this,” Phantom huffed, floating up in the air, her legs still crossed, as well as her arms.

The Witch Hunter paused, looking over the ghost. It was only then Phantom realized that she, a ghost, had stated she was new to being one.

Phantom wished she could see her expression. Not being able to tell what she looked like at that exact moment felt like a nightmare.

“Phantom, are you--”

The halfa darted forward, flying around the Witch Hunter at blinding speeds and proceeding to kick the ectogun out of her grasp, sending it sliding to the other side of the roof.

“Little slow today, aren’t we?” Phantom quickly recovered, suddenly popping up right in front of the Witch Hunter’s face with a wide grin, fangs exposed.

The Witch Hunter grunted as she grabbed a small ectoblade (they really needed to get more original with these names) from her suits belt and swung it at Phantom.

Phantom flew a few feet away, cackling. She landed by the ectogun and kicked it up with her foot, trying to catch it midair but fumbling with it for a few moments instead.

“Somebody ought to put a muzzle on you,” The Witch Hunter muttered, taking a step back towards her hoverboard, which lay on the ground a little ways away.

“Why?” Phantom grinned, tossing the ectogun somewhere off the roof where the Witch couldn’t get to it. “Scared I’m gonna bite you?” She taunted, holding her hands behind her back and leaning forward, though she still remained a few feet away.

The Witch Hunter made a noise that sounded close between a yelp and a gargle. Almost strangled as she nearly dropped her blade.

“Oh wait, actually,” Phantom frowned, looking at the ground for a moment. “Could I bite people? Or would that give them ghost powers?” She mumbled, looking at her hands. “Am I a vampire ghost?”

The ectoblade flew right by Phantom’s head, ruffling her hair. She stiffened as the blade managed to somehow embed itself into the roof behind her, just before it hit the edge.

Phantom raised her head, spotting the Witch Hunter grabbing what appeared to be a regular silver ball from her belt. She pressed a button on the ball, transforming it into a portable ectogun.

“...okay, that’s kinda cool.” Phantom admitted.

“You have five seconds,”

Phantom took the hint and in mere seconds, shot off. She dropped out of sight beyond the roof without a word.

The Witch Hunter sighed, relaxing her arm and sagging. She watched the place where Phantom had vanished for a few more moments before turning around.

And almost crashed face-first into bright, sparking green eyes.

“I almost--ow,” Phantom whined, sticking out her tongue as the Witch Hunter jumped back.

Phantom had somehow managed to silently float behind her and was hovering in the air, upside down and at eye-level with the young ghost hunter.

“I almost forgot,” Phantom said, her voice lisp-y as she kept the tip of her tongue poking out of her mouth so as to avoid biting it again. As well as revealing its neon green color, and the fact it was beginning to become split like a snake.

Phantom probably didn’t realize that was happening yet.

Not that the Witch was looking.

“I will see you,” Phantom said, flipping over in the air so she was rightside up, slowly floating backwards. “On the fright side.” She said, winking and giving finger guns.

“Get out of here!” The Witch Hunter snapped, grabbing another silver ball from her belt and chucking it at the ghost.

Phantom yelped and got knocked in the head, complaining as she finally took off, down the streets of the town.

“I’m hilarious and you know it!” She called behind her.

“You are not!”