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yanderu-deredere · 2 years ago

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chew.

★ you get really drunk but that's okay! despite these strangers being a bunch of guys you just randomly met, you trust them! they'd never do anything to you! at least, nothing you don't want!

a/n: was gunna work on the third part of the slasher yanderes but actually the werewolf yanderes did so well that i wrote this dirty rag i pass off as smut instead also lowkey one of my fav yandere blogs followed me becos of the werewolf fic sooo i have to write this LOL

important: for everyone that read the first part, i HEAVILY added some stuff so please re-read that before coming over here and reading this so it makes sense

also also this is the smut scene and theyre all men so please don't be gross in the notes or in my inbox about like butt stuff cus like they're men and they have butts idk what to tell you. one of the warnings is heavy ass play.

and please don't report my post becos that's literally so petty and rude and uncalled for, especially since it's properly tagged and censored (is that the right word? you know what i mean)

part one (bite.) ★ part two ★ (here) ★ extras (bite and chew.) ★ extras (taste) ★ part three ★ (swallow.) ★ part four (digest.)

pairing: poly werewolves x male reader word count: 3589

general warning: reader is cheating, bottom reader has male parts and pronouns, reader is implied to be attracted to both genders, reader is definitely under the influence of alcohol, yanderes may be under the influence of the moon? real wildt, biphobia becos leonard assumed reader is straight, polyam ending (all three with reader)

sexual warnings: very dubious consent, descriptive ass play, leonard is a power bottom, one hard spank, reader is fucked and gets fucked, voyeurism because mel watches a little

You felt yourself start to get sleepy. It only made sense, after all. Your stomach was full, you had your fill of alcohol and, now, you had a great time with your new friends.

Before you could drift off, though, a scene in the movie the four of you decided on caught your eye.

It was some angsty romance about a girl who moved to a new town and was caught between choosing two werewolves or a vampire as a lover. You had heard of it but never really watched it.

You think it was because your girlfriend trashed it all the time?

Shows what she knew since you ended up really enjoying it. The cinematography was great, the actors and actresses were all great and the plot was typical for the genre but still interesting.

What you hadn't expected was that it just had full blown porn as one of the scenes.

You watched as one of the werewolves pushed the girl into the male locker room? Felt illegal but you stored that in the back of your mind. The other werewolf was already in there and caught her.

They sandwiched her in between the two of them and started making out, their hands hurriedly stripping her clothes as she watched them swap spit.

You couldn't help it. There was something about the, emmm, artistic filming of the two rugged men kissing that had your cock twitching in your pants.

With wide eyes, you continued to watch them strip her and start fucking her in the middle of the male locker rooms. Something about marking her as theirs or something? Making her their mate? Covering her in their scent?

This was so wild and what was even more wild was that your cock was steadily getting harder as you continued to observe them basically make a meal out of her body and impale her on their cocks.

You felt a breath against your ear "What, you like?"

You pretty much jumped in your seat, your hand clapping over your ear as you snapped to look at Leonard who smirked wolfishly at you, chuckling at your probably scared expression.

You just scoffed at him, pushing him away "I may have a girlfriend but I'm not blind."

My cock isn't either. You wanted to add. You'd never denied your attraction to men and women. Just because you were with a woman didn't stop you from ogling at men.

"Wait, really." Leonard was leaning against you again, trying to peer at your face to see if you were being serious "I thought you were just one of those poser straight guys that flirted platonically but would go 'Ohh, but like, I'm not gay or anything' and deny it."

You were really offended by his insinuation but decided to give him the benefit of your doubt "It's whatever. I'm attracted to both men and women."

You expected him to leave it at that but, suddenly, he smirked even more, looking quite pleased with himself "Oh, really?"

Then, he took you by the wrist and pressed it to his dick. You could feel it, even over his jogging pants, how hard and stiff and big it was.

He leaned forward, lips ghosting your ears "You know you made it like this."

"M-Me?" Your fingers twitched, unsure whether you wanted to pull your hand away or tease him through his clothes.

You felt his hips jolt up desperately to meet your palm and you looked down to see him tenting. Just seeing how hard he was and feeling it were two different things.

Seeing it and feeling it made it feel more real, made it feel like you should do something about it.

Distantly, you heard Mel say Leonard's name in a warning tone but you were simply too focused on the fact that you gave such a beautiful man like Leonard such an obvious hardon.

Then, Leonard was suddenly growling like an animal and pushing your hand away. You felt both relieved and disappointed, thinking that was that. Maybe Mel didn't want him doing anything?

You were dead wrong. Instead, Leonard was taking off his shirt and kicking off both his pants and his briefs.

"Gods, I've been waiting for your dumb fucking ass to make a move and fuck me all night." Leonard huffed, rolling his pretty blue eyes. "You're just as oblivious as you are gorgeous."

Another distant warning tone from Mel that you would've listened to but you just couldn't find any space in your brain to do anything but watch, mesmerized, as Leonard undressed.

You would take a few more moments to observe how handsome he looked without his glasses if it weren't for the fact that his cock, all pale and pink and girthy, curving up to his belly button, took all your attention.

"Hey, eyes up here, moron." Leonard tried again before kneeling in front of you and, finally, just taking your face into his hands and pulling you into a sloppy kiss.

It was absolutely filthy. His mouth was open, tongue practically fucking your mouth and coaxing your tongue to play, like he was trying to eat you alive or something.

It made you feel so light-headed, like you just couldn't think.

No thoughts passed through your head. You kissed him back. Your brain was empty. He pressed forward and your back bowed, trying to accommodate his body as you guys made out, chest to chest, his cock pressed against your clothed torso.

You could feel the wet spot on your shirt that his pre-cum made.

Then, just as suddenly as he started, Leonard was pulling away. Your eyes were unfocused for a second, like you didn't know where you were, like he sucked out your brain.

The first thing you noticed were how blue his eyes were, almost like they were the sky. They were so clear, so beautiful, just like the rest of him. Then, he was pulling away even more, taking the pillow on your lap with him.

You were still very drunk. Surprisingly, the kiss did nothing to sober you up. So, honestly, your broken train of thought didn't track that he would bend over for you.

In fact, part of you had thought (and slightly hoped) that he would've ripped your clothes off and bent you over.

Instead, he took your pillow and hugged it to his chest as he fisted his cock and bent to show you his cute round butt.

It was an ass you'd more than love to fuck, if you were being honest.

The biggest surprise wasn't his ass, however. A good looking guy like him? It was expected that his ass looked good too.

No, the biggest surprise was what was already in his ass. Nestled between his ass cheeks was a pink glass butt plug in the shape of a rose.

The rose was big enough that it pushed his ass cheeks apart and the glass was translucent enough so you could see the ring of his ass struggle to accommodate the rest of the plug.

You couldn't even imagine how he would've looked like, taking the butt plug in. Or how he would look when you slowly took it out of him.

But, then, you remembered.

You had a girlfriend that was waiting for you back at the bonfire. Or, maybe, not at the bonfire but definitely at home. Or, maybe, not at home because she never liked visiting you at your place but--

It didn't matter. All that mattered was, no matter how shitty she was, you had a girlfriend and fucking Leonard's adorable shapely ass was considered cheating.

"Fuck, c'mon, take it out and just stick your cock in." Leonard groaned, pushing his ass towards you even more. When he did, it made the plug in him stick out a little, pushing it out a little before sucking it back in.

You groaned too, palming your dick through your pants, unsure of what to do. Looking at him like that, watching him desperately holding the base of his dick, offering himself off like he was a man possessed, did something to you.

"I-I can't--" You tried to valiantly say no but he whimpered, all helplessly and soft, like he'd die if you didn't help him out, even just a little.

You sighed before deciding to acquiesce a little by grabbing the base of the toy and slowly pulling it out. You watched as his walls seemed to protest, trying to suck it back in, before finally letting go.

"Please, more." He moaned so prettily when it popped right out, all loud and high-pitched.

You turned to Mel, a look of desperation like he was the only one that could help you. Instead of help, you were met with the sight of Mel cradling Isamu in his lap.

Mel was still fully clothed but Isamu was completely naked from the waist down. Isamu's back was against Mel's chest, his cock in Mel's fist, completely hard, flushing dark brown-red at the tip and leaking so much pre-cum.

You hadn't even realised that the two of them had started getting it on behind you

Just watching them made you dizzy

You didn't think Mel was even paying attention to you for a second but, as soon as your eyes were on them, Mel's eyes snapped to you like he was hyper aware of you and you swore his eyes were glowing.

He was looking at you in a way that made you feel so small, that made you feel like a rabbit in front of a pack of wolves.

And he certainly looked wolfish, the way his sharp teeth marked Isamu's neck up, leaving bruises and bitemarks all over his tan skin, the way his eyes glared, all predator, none of that polite man that welcomed you in his home left.

You felt a shiver go down your spine.

You wanted to run away but you felt rooted in place.

You saw Mel's mouth move but whether he was mouthing something to Isamu or just mouthing at his neck, you couldn't tell. All you could hear was your heart beating in your ears.

From the corner of your eyes, you could see Isamu's hips jerk hard into Mel's fist but Mel's fist was absolutely immovable. HIs entire demeanor seemed unwavering, like a steadfast predator who'd chase you down to the ends of the Earth.

The entire thing both mortified you and absolutely turned you on and you didn't know why.

"Hey! What the fuck! Hello, someone's ass is right in front of you?" Leonard started whacking your thigh with his free hand, his ass wiggling around again as if that would entice you.

You were pulled away from your thoughts and you turned back to him, sigh leaving your lips again. You knew Mel would be no help and Isamu looked like his brain was leaking out of his cock.

"Okay, okay, compromise." Leonard looked at you over his shoulder, desperation clear on his face.

It made him look surprisingly pathetic but also incredibly cute, especially with that adorable red flush to his face and the way he was staring at you with puppy eyes.

"Just the tip. The tip is all I need. Just an inch and I'll jerk myself off." He tried convincing you and, though you knew cheating was cheating, you couldn't help but feel just a bit sorry for him.

At least, it made sense in your absolutely alcohol drunk head.

"Fine." You stood, taking everything from the waist down off and piling it on top of Leonard's things. "Goddamnit, fine."

Leonard practically squealed "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

You nodded, positioning yourself behind him. He whimpered almost excitedly, shifting a little to position himself better. You spread his ass cheeks with your thumbs, testing his ass to see if the two of you needed any lube.

Surprisingly, he'd used so much silicone lube with the butt plug that some of it was still dribbling out.

You moved the head of your cock to press against his ass, pushing it in just a little. And, oh god, did it feel good. Leonard definitely already prepped himself and he was sucking you in so good.

"Shit." You huffed out, eyes screwing shut as you gripped his ass tighter in your hands "Just the tip. Just the tip."

You heard him babble agreements but, honestly, the words you were saying were mostly for yourself.

"Gunna jerk myself off. Gunna cum while I squeeze the tip of your fucking cock." Leonard moaned as he pushed himself back as much as you would allow him "Need you to jerk yourself off too. Need you to cum inside me. Please? Please?"

You nodded, unsure if he was looking at you because you still had your eyes shut. You were sure if you looked at him even a little bit, you'd bust a nut immediately.

You let go of one of his ass cheeks to grip the base of your cock, getting ready to either jerk yourself off or hold it to prevent yourself from coming.

Before you could do either, you felt someone slap your ass. The force of it pushed you forward and you were suddenly bent over Leonard, your cock much deeper into his ass than you were planning.

You moaned, both from the sting of pain on your ass and from Leonard's ass milking your cock. The only thing that prevented the whole thing from going in was your fist.

Hell, the only thing preventing you from cumming was your fist.

"What bad boys, leaving 'Samu out." Mel muttered behind you.

You didn't know what he looked like or what he was doing. You were too busy moaning, your hand on Leonard's ass gripping it like a lifeline, your forehead resting on the nape of his neck.

"Shit, shit, shit." Leonard so eloquently replied, his ass humping back against you "Move, you fuck head! Shit! Ohhh, your cock feels sooo good, baby."

You moaned again, unable to take Leonard's dirty talking in conjunction with his ass just strangling your dick as you tried to stay as still as possible.

As a way to placate him, you shifted your head, your lips brushing against his neck before your teeth nipped at his skin and started leaving hickeys.

"Oooh, fuck, baby." You heard a squirt before, suddenly, Leonard's hand sounded like it was jerking his own cock off with lube.

Was that Leonard's hand? Where'd he get lube?

The thought had barely entered your mind before there was another squirt and then you felt the cold chill of lube between your own ass cheeks.

Wait--

You looked over your shoulder to see Mel, looking down at you with that same piercing gaze in his eyes. This time, his mouth was stretched into a predatory grin, teeth too sharp and mouth too wide.

"Ya' know, 'Samu was feeling lonely." He told you matter-of-factly like that meant something but it wasn't Isamu that was pulling your ass cheeks apart.

Your eyes flickered around and, quickly, you spotted Isamu right beside Mel, cock in his hand, a dark flush on his entire face as he watched you and Leonard, mesmerised by the entire scene.

Before you could ask if you did anything to offend him, you felt one of Mel's thumbs start prodding at your ass and you groaned, your back bowing, your chest pressing against Leonard's chest and your hips pushing forward to get away.

Of course, since your cock was inside Leonard, it meant you were pushing more of it into him. Not that he was complaining. He was just babbling out obscenities, happy to take your cock as he jerked himself off.

"Now, now." Mel licked his lips, pulling you just a tad closer (and making Leonard complain a little) before pushing more of his thumb in "We need to make sure you're properly prepped to take Isamu."

"W-Why?" You stuttered out, cheeks feeling hot at the thought of taking that monster cock in your ass.

That had to count as double penetration and double cheating, right?

"You don't want to help him out?" Mel frowned at you and the disappointment on his face (however fake a part of you said it was) made your heart ache.

So, of course, you nodded and Mel smiled again, all wolfish and mischievous, obviously pleased with your answer.

He slowly fed more of his thumb into your ass, stretching it a bit more and pushing at your walls. You just took it obediently, your hips stilled by his strong calloused hands.

Then, when he thought you had enough of his thumb, he slowly took it out before replacing it with his fingers. That was definitely much thicker.

He started with one, which was easy to take. But then two felt impossible, especially when he started scissoring them, pushing your walls apart and forcing your ass to take it without moving your hips.

You whimpered and whined the entire time.

You think maybe Leonard came sometime while you were getting fingered but also maybe not because he continued fucking his own fist and desperately trying to hump your dick.

You still kept your hand on the base of your cock, trying your hardest to save that last handful of inches as if it would make a difference.

"What a good boy." Mel pressed a kiss to your lower back as he fucked his fingers in and out of you, the squelch of it just as obscene as the way your ass clenched and unclenched around his fingers

Then, finally, he pulled them out and didn't thrust them back in "I think you're ready for 'Samu's cock, don't you?"

You shook your head but you were too overwhelmed to really say anything else. The words just wouldn't come to your head. It seemed they just ignored your silent protest because Mel and Isamu switched spots swiftly.

Isamu put the blunt head of his dick to your ass and, before you could say anything, he was pushing in. And, god, he was absolutely hefty. Your hips were already trying their hardest to push forward, to get away, to do something against the stretch of it all.

"It's okay, you can do it, darling." Mel comforted you, his sticky hand rubbing up and down your back.

Isamu didn't seem to pay you any mind, absolutely enamoured by how your ass felt around him. He just kept going, pushing more and more in.

Probably the only thing stopping him from just pushing it all in one thrust was Mel's other hand on his lower stomach, reminding him to go slow.

Finally, after what felt like forever, his hips met your ass and you didn't feel like your guts were going to come out of your mouth anymore.

You sighed, relieved, only to cry out when you felt him pulling out and it was like he was taking everything with him.

There was another squirt of lube and then the second push in was much smoother but it didn't make it feel any less like he was carving his way into your guts.

"Give him your hand, darling." Mel suddenly ordered you when Isamu's hips met your ass again.

You complied, letting go of Leonard's ass so you could reach behind you and offer it to Isamu.

Isamu took your wrist and gave the inside of it a kiss before biting down. You screamed, of course, but you didn't think he bit hard enough to draw blood.

"I-Isamu?" You whimpered, looking over your shoulder at him with tears prickling your eyes.

Isamu just pressed gentle kisses to his bitemark and apologised. That was when you realised that the embarrassed shy flushed look on his face was gone, replaced with an almost feral determined shine in his eyes.

You couldn't even question him. You couldn't even open your mouth before he was drawing his hips back and fucking you with abandon.

You leaned your forehead against the nape of Leonard's neck again, moans and whimpers and whines leaving your lips as you felt Isamu fuck you with abandon.

Your grip on your cock tightened even more as you felt that familiar coil of heat in your stomach.

Then, without you noticing, you felt someone's lips against your ear. Mel? You couldn't tell, your brain felt like it was melting

"Give me your other hand too, darling."

You obeyed without even thinking and, with one hard thrust from Isamu, you were fully sheathed in Leonard. Immediately, you came spilling into Leonard's ass and Leonard moaned like a porn star when he felt it.

"I-- Hah! Uwah, came! I came! Wait-- I-- Hah, wait-- I, hah--" You panted, huffing and moaning as your toes curled and your body bended, plastering itself against Leonard.

Instead of stopping, Isamu just pressed himself tighter against you until the three of you were as close to each other as could be, Isamu's hips still jack rabbiting into yours, his cock pistoning in and out of you, causing your hips to fuck your cock (which should've been softening but was surprisingly still hard) in and out of Leonard.

Mel smirked, your hand in his, watching the three of you, a satisfied expression on his face. He pressed a kiss to your knuckles before wrapping your fingers around his cock.

Oh, how cute, you couldn't even wrap it entirely around. That was fine, he would come easily around your fingers. Just knowing it was you was enough to make him cum, after all.

Add the fact that now he knew you were theirs? Well, he'd cum in a couple pumps, no problem.

#yandere oc x reader #yandere x reader #male yandere #yandere #oc x reader #male oc #male werewolf x reader #werewolf oc x reader #werewolf x reader #melchior #isamu #leonard #chaptered #alcohol tw #dubious consent tw #male darling

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eddydreaming · 1 year ago

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Kdramas February 2024

Hi, dreamies! Tomorrow we enter into a new month… which means we have new kdrama releases! I’m writing this before even knowing which are yet, but I hope there are some exciting ones.

BRANDING UN SEONGSU

"So Eun Ho is the oldest intern in charge of the marketing agency and is known for his cuteness and youthful appearance. Despite living life as a 'YOLO' enthusiast, he unexpectedly entered the job market and began his internship. He clashes with his boss, the workaholic Kang Na Eon, at every turn.

Succeeding in every project she takes on, Kang Na Eon is the youngest marketing team leader and a living legend in the industry. She started out as a public recruiter, climbing the corporate ladder to become an executive, all while sacrificing friendships and love for success. However, her life takes an unexpected turn when she becomes entangled in an incident with an intern she initially thought was foolish, completely turning her world upside down overnight.

What will unfold as the souls of two people who hated each other because of their very different values swap bodies following an unexpected kiss?"

Episodes: 24 Release Date: February 5 - March 11 Thriller, Business, Romance, Supernatural

A KILLER PARADOX

"The story follows Lee Tang, an ordinary college student, who gets into an argument with a customer during a part-time job at a convenience store at night, unconsciously swings a hammer, and kills him. Suffering from guilt and fear of murder, Lee Tang learns one day that the person he killed was a serial killer and slowly realizes that he has a supernatural ability to identify "bad seeds". He soon becomes a dark hero who punishes people who committed unethical evils in the past. A cold-blooded, charismatic and persistent detective starts to chase Lee Tang."

(Source: mydramalist)

Episodes: 8 Release Date: February 9 Thriller, Mystery, Comedy, Supernatural

WEDDING IMPOSSIBLE

"Na Ah Jeong works as an extra actress. She's talented as an actress, but she has not been recognized for her work at all. She has experience acting as a married woman, but in real life, her dating life is on the back burner due to her difficult reality. She has a male friend named Lee Do Han, whom she has known for 15 years.

Do Han is the son of a chaebol family that runs the LJ Group. He is pushed to get married by his family, but he has a secret that he can't marry. Do Han turns to his friend Ah Jeong and asks if she would act like his wife and daughter-in-law of his family. She accepts the offer and prepares to play the first leading role in her life as Do Han's wife.

At that time, she has an unexpected disrupter. That person is Lee Ji Han, who is Do Han’s younger brother. Ji Han has ambitions to make his older brother, Do Han, the successor of the LJ Group. Ji Han works hard to achieve his goal, but his plan is disrupted by his brother's sudden wedding announcement. Ji Han now tries to prevent his brother's wedding and he brings Yoon Chae Won into the picture as his brother's potential bride."

(Source: mydramalist)

Episodes: 12 Release Date: February 26 - April 2 Comedy, Romance, Drama

THE IMPOSSIBLE HEIR

The illegitimate son of a Korean conglomerate owner and his ambitious childhood friend are determined to rise to the top of the societal food chain, and they will stop at nothing to achieve their goal.

Kang In Ha was born into poverty in a single-parent household. Despite his lack of resources, In Ha was determined to succeed. He discovered that his father is the chairman of Kang Oh Group, a highly successful corporation, and leaves behind his life of poverty to achieve his dreams.

In Ha, who is shunned by his new family, teams up with his intellectually gifted friend Han Tae Oh. Together, they devise a plan from a young age to take over the company and claim their positions at the top of society. As they achieve success, their climb to the top is threatened by an equally ambitious woman who has a troubled past similar to theirs. She could potentially ruin all of their plans.

(Source: mydramalist)

No official poster out yet. Will update

Episodes: Unknown Release Date: February Business, Drama

How could I not know that Lee Jae Wook was appearing in a new drama?! I need to watch this ASAP. Unfortunately, the exact release date is not out yet and we don't even have a poster (I'm writing this on the 29th of January, in case it changes), so deep inside I feel it may not come out this month.

#kdrama #kdrama 2024 #kdrama release #new kdrama #korean drama

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verycharismaticdragon · 2 years ago

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So, the poll is finally over — and it is time to reveal The Truth! (Well, eight truths and one lie, to be more precise.) Let’s get to it!

9th place: “having extremely bad sex was instrumental for saving the world” TRUE

We are starting with the least voted for option, that nevertheless bamboozled 208 people (3.3% of voters). Yup, sorry to everyone who thought a gay romance novel couldn’t possibly have bad sex. We console ourselves with the fact that it was bad for thematic, plot, and character reasons.

8th place: “straight harem novel protagonist experienced a gay awakening” TRUE

First, let me apologize to everyone for my apparently ambiguous grammar. It was meant as “the protagonist of a straight harem novel”, not “a straight protagonist of a harem novel”.

Anyway, this happened! In fact, you could say this happened twice!

You see, Scum Villain is a story of a transmigrator — a guy who died and woke up in another world. More specifically, in the world of a straight harem novel he read, in the body of a villain, Shen Qingqiu. At the time our transmigrator MC entered the world, though, the protagonist of said straight harem novel was still in his teens. So not yet a murderous antihero, and not yet a harem master, but an orphaned child who up to then had a very difficult life. And encountering a man who was kind to him, believed in him, and even protected him at the cost to himself… the protagonist of a straight harem novel fell hard.

Yup, “straight harem novel protagonist” actually refers to the male lead of Scum Villain, Luo Binghe. And, despite what 239 of our voters (3.8%) thought, he did have a gay awakening — this is basically the premise of the novel!

But wait, there’s more. In one of the extra chapters, the original version of Luo Binghe ends up in the world where our transmigrator has changed things, and accidentally swaps places with our Binghe. To the OG’s shock, the villain he tortured and killed over a hundred years ago is not only alive and kicking in this world, but is… nice to him? ?? ????? ??

…So, after a couple of days it takes Shen Qingqiu to figure out that it’s not his Binghe being moody because he got injured but a whole wrong guy, the OG straight harem novel protagonist is also not what he used to be. And beseeching this kind version of his villain to come with him.

So yeah. This happened twice.

7th place: “character who thinks ‘beat them up 3 times a day’ is flirting got his man” TRUE

Honestly, this was one of the most entertaining options to watch — both in how its placement in the poll changed, and the chaos it somehow wrought among actual Scum Villain fans in the notes.

Besties… I can’t believe you forgot Mobei-jun’s iconic “love advice”. I can’t believe you thought this was about Liu Qingge. (Also I’m pretty sure someone thought this was about Binghe and said they’ll fight me if I claim this option is true. They get a free pass however because I think being ready to rip throats for Binghe is about the sexiest quality a Scum Villain fan can have.)

Anyway — yeah, this happened. Mobei-jun and Shang Qinghua, a.k.a. MoShang, are a canon side couple.

Sorry to the 287 of our voters (4.6%) who were like ‘i hope the fuck not?!’. In Mobei-jun’s defense, he is a demon born and raised, and that’s a ~Demon Culture Thing~. Also, more than a few things happened between him saying that with his full chest and riding into the sunset with his love interest. (Well, the love interest was riding; Mobei was pulling the cart.) And he had an unfair advantage of being his love interest’s literal ideal man… but more on this later.

6th place: “character played hot potato with his own half-naked corpse” TRUE

This option has suddenly pulled ahead of its closest competitor at around 4500 votes, but for what? Despite what 295 of voters (4.7%) thought, this also happened in Scum Villain. Sometimes you (a transmigrator) set up a spare body for yourself because you think the protagonist is going to kill you. And then you die (not via getting murdered). And then you come back to life in a new body. And find out that the protagonist has apparently been keeping your old — dead — body in perfect condition for 5 years in hopes of reviving you. And then during a comedy-of-errors-esque sequence of events you end up catching your own dead body, the clothes on which have come undone. And you understandably freak out and toss it to someone else. as if it was a hot potato.

5th place: “3 different demons made one character drink their blood on 5 separate occasions” TRUE

So first, I guess, I need to explain what’s the deal with the demon blood. A particular subset of demons, called heavenly demons, have a unique ability to manipulate their blood, even when it’s outside their bodies. And, importantly, inside someone else’s. This can be used to track the person down, to hurt them, to heal them… (And for sex, actually, but somebody has neglected to mention this to our half-demon ML.)

Anyway, there are three heavenly demons around, and all had made Shen Qingqiu drink their blood once or twice. No, the blood doesn’t have an expiration date — but since he happened to change bodies a couple of times…

So, to the 319 people (5.1%) who thought the blood drinking was either too weird or too normal to be true: nope, our MC is the world champion in demon blood chugging.

4th place: “character's dad is a fan of a famous porn ballad starring his son and son-in-law” TRUE

Despite the fervent hopes of 5.6% of voters (351 of them!), this one is also true.

You see, the main couple’s unhinged behaviors have captivated certain creative minds, and so there’s a ballad about them. That is very popular. And very horny. In fact it’s deadass explicit RPF.

And it just so happens that Luo Binghe’s absentee demon father (in his defense, he was imprisoned under the mountain) (not to defend him too much though, once he comes back he’s a total jerk to his son), Tianlang-jun, is a huge aficionado of human culture. Books, plays, songs, you name it. And he has an especial fondness for raunchy romances. You know, exactly like a porny ballad that just so happens to be about his son and his son’s crush.

Which is how our MC ends up in a situation where his uh-it’s-complicated’s dad asks him “have you slept with my son?” and he’s like “what? no” and the dad just starts humming a song that’s about them fucking. His life is so difficult (schadenfreude).

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Whew, so far so good, right? We only have the top 3 left, and the false option hasn't come up yet! And yeah, I gotta say, for a book as wild as SVSSS, the fact that six options were correctly identified as more likely to have happened than the fake one is already big. Good job!

Though, I regret to tell you, that’s where our lucky streak ends. So, allow me to present…

3rd place: “a succubus fortune teller told MC at least 5 men are in love with him” FALSE

Wait, you might say, but haven’t you defended this option before? I have, but only from the accusation that the number in it is somehow false. Excuse you, I have counted the men several times to be sure!.. that the number adhered to the popular fanon.

The story behind this option is that I thought long and hard to come up with something wild enough to match the energy of the book. In the end, I used something that happened in canon as base, spiced it up with something from fanon readings, and mashed it together in a way that (I thought) would be obvious to any reader as blatantly false — but could still snag a few unsuspecting dash osmosis in-laws. What I learned was that the SVSSS fandom didn’t read the extras enough times.

Okay, so What Is The Truth!

The truth is: a succubus fortune teller made a divination about MC’s destined partner (not who was in love with him, but rather who he had a red string of fate with), and accurately described the ML to him… without once mentioning that he was a man. (Making her prediction virtually useless to Shen Qingqiu, who at the time ID'd firmly as a straight guy and didn’t even consider this possibility... and also thought that Luo Binghe was the most heterosexual man ever, in view of the oversized harem from the original work.)

So, as you can see, the entire second half of this option was just me bullshitting. If you are one of the 387 voters (6.2%) who caught this — kudos to you!

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This out of the way… time to crown the victors of our ‘he couldn’t Possibly have said that’ tournament.

Without further ado, I present to you: Shang Qinghua and Shen Qingqiu, our unparalleled transmigrator duo!

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2nd place goes to Shen Qingqiu, our beloved main character, with the option “MC told ML that if he was his mom, he would never abort him” (TRUE)

I would love to say it makes sense in context. And, well, it makes some sense in context. But also there are reasons Shen Qingqiu won a “character we most want to study like a bug” tournament against everyone else from all three of the author’s novels a while back, and this line was one of them. (Not even the wildest thing on his resume, tbt, but my favorite weirdo moment of his wasn’t a good fit for the poll.)

Okay, so the context for this one. At a certain point in the story, the male lead, Luo Binghe, learned that his birth mother had apparently taken the poison that would kill her unborn child (him) — in exchange for her own freedom. He already had abandonment issues up to his ears, and this was yet another thing to chip at his already shaky mental state. Eventually, after A Few More Things piled up, he had a mental breakdown of, ah, potentially world-ending proportions — and that was what it took for Shen Qingqiu to realize how miserable Luo Binghe had been the whole time, and how deeply he was hurt by Shen Qingqiu’s own actions over the course of the novel. So Shen Qingqiu resolved to (finally) take steps to show Luo Binghe that he is loved and wanted. Among other things (yes this is where our least voted option happened too), he did his best to convince Luo Binghe that his birth mother actually wanted him — that she wasn’t trying to abort him, but only took that poison to escape, and must’ve drawn all of its effects into her own body to prevent it from harming her child.

It’s only that… our most special guy decided to start that statement with: “If *I* were her…”

Anyway, as many as 478 of our voters (7.6%) unfortunately didn't believe he could have possibly said that.

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And finally, the 1st place — continuously since as early as 900 votes! — goes to Shang Qinghua with, “character told his love interest to call him ‘daddy’. not for kinky reasons” (TRUE)

All hail the author-god!

Oh, yeah, to explain: Shang Qinghua, a.k.a. Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky, is the second transmigrator — that our MC susses out at about 1/3rd of the story. When confronted, it turns out that he is not just another reader, but in fact the author, stuck in the world of his own novel.

For this reason, he sometimes refers to other characters as his ‘children’ — usually in his head or when talking to his fellow transmigrator.

But then at one point, when he is venting his frustration with a certain demon’s behavior (see 7th place option) to said demon… who also happens to be his most beloved ‘ideal man’ OC… he, among other things, snaps: “I’m your dad! Call me daddy!”

…Meaning, ofc, something like ‘I created you!’ So, yeah — not for kinky reasons. just for totally normal author-god reasons.

With this, Airplane-bro has swayed 543 voters (8.7%) from the right path! Put it on his list of crimes next to child endangerment.

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Soooo… this is it! This has been a blast. I loved seeing everyone’s responses! Especially non-readers trying to logic out the unlogicable. I love you guys. Read Scum Villain 🫶

okay so since nobody else jumped to make this, here we go

(there's a 'see results' option for those who did read svsss at the end of the poll btw!)

(also i ask humbly to reblog if this poll caught your fancy. because most of my followers are from danmei fandoms and likely have read svsss)

#svsss didnt happen poll #svsss #mxtx #danmei novels

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tonguetiedraven · 3 years ago

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Ooh for the prompt post: bonrin mutual pining, hurt/comfort and/or humor (not sure if we can double up) body swap, and no au!

Sorry for the delay on this one! I think I finally figured out a good story for this one. I got several requests for a similiar story, so I'm going to make this a multi-parter and link you all together :)

Thank you for the ask, and I hope you enjoy the first part!

Summary: After fighting off the Impure Baron in Lightning's cursed Aria deck, Bon tries to free Rin, only for something to go horribly wrong.

Can they find their ways back into their own bodies? And can Bon keep quiet about his crush while they try? (Not if Lightning has anything to say about it.)

Part: One (you're here.), two

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Bon knew something had gone wrong when he scrambled to his feet, still hacking on the residual miasma in the air, and stumbled towards the chest. He didn’t have time to be upset with himself. Not when Rin was trapped and in pain. It was Bon’s fault Rin was even here, and Bon’s fault he hadn’t been freed quicker.

“No—” Lightning started, only to cut the word off mid-sentence. Bon ignored the half formed sentence and scrambled to Rin who was now cursing a string of expletives, half of which he somehow managed to pronounce wrong. Because some things about Rin never changed, and that was part of why Bon liked him so much. (Not that he’d ever say that.)

“Hold on,” he grunted, wrapping his hands around the lid and shoving up hard. There was a strange buzz, almost like when you touched something ungrounded, and it was followed by a pop and a shock that had him snatching his hand back as the lid flopped over. Rin sprang upright, everything went entirely white, and Bon fell backwards.

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Bon woke up with a groan, and a strange buzzing feeling over his entire body. His groan rattled around in his head loud as hell, and he was laying on his side. Huffing out an agonized breath, he rolled over onto his back.

All grogginess was immediately gone as a wave of utter agony shot through his entire body, made his back arch and his mouth fall open in a gasp. He was too shocked and immediately hurt to even scream, despite how much he wanted to. Rin’s tail whipped through the air, whacking him on the leg, and all he could think to do was shift back over to try and relieve the pain that seemed to be rolling in hot, agonizing waves through his entire body.

“Ugh,” someone near him said as Bon tried to suck in a breath.

“You two up?” Lightning asked as something shifted near the other end of the room. Bon sucked in a breath successfully, and promptly gagged at the overwhelming stench. Shoving his tongue forward, he felt a sharp pain in his tongue followed with the metallic tang of blood.

“What—” he couldn’t finish the question. His mouth didn’t feel right. And not in a just woke up or dentist way. Nothing seemed to be in quite the right spot.

Blinking his eyes open, his vision swam a bit before he managed to blink it back into focus. He expected to see Rin laying across from him, or possibly Lightning. He didn’t. What he did see was himself.

For a moment he was certain he was still unconscious or spaced out or looking into some kind of reflection.

Except the eyes blinked at him, and his face was talking when Bon most certainly was not.

Bon yelped in pure shock and panic, and everything around him promptly went very horrifyingly blue as a strange heat burned over his skin and through his gut.

“Agh!”

“Suguro!” Lightning snapped. “Calm down!”

Bon was not the one that needed to calm down. Rin was the one currently lighting half the room on fire. Besides, he was still staring at himself, and that was terrifying.

“Suguro—Ryuuji!” Lightning strode across the room in a few short and sharp steps. His hand sliced through the air with a mumble of latin words and something shimmered over Bon’s head. He glanced up (why were his bangs black?) just in time to see a basin of water tilting over his head.

The spiritual liquid poured out over him, completely soaking him through the uniform, the blue flames extinguished, and he cried out in immediate pain. It was like sticking your hand in water that was too hot. It burned over him, boiling and agonizing as he tried to suck in a breath and scramble away, only to slip on the water and fall backwards. Rin’s tail whipped across his vision, and Lightning reached him.

“Ryuuji—it is Ryuuji, right?”

Bon nodded at the bizarre question and tried to wipe his hand off on his soaked coat.

“What’s going on?” A gruff voice that sounded a little like his father asked from a few feet away.

“Hang on,” Lightning muttered, still holding Bon’s gaze. “I gotta make sure he’s calm first. You okay? Just keep breathing. Do that meditating thing you like. Keep your breathing under control and I promise it’ll be okay.” Lightning muttered the next part under his breath, but it was still easily loud enough to hear. “Probably.”

Bon tried, filling his lungs up as much as he could and holding the breath, but even that didn’t quite feel right.

“Good. Okay. Alright.” Lightning raised a hand and ran it through his hair. “Sure. I can fix this. I don’t have to fix this. It’ll fix itself? Yeah.” He clapped his hands together, suddenly seeming excited. “Perfect. We’re all gonna go on a few field trips. I can’t exactly let ya roam around like this. I mean. I shouldn’t. Not… Huh.”

“You’re not making any sense,” Bon tried to growl, annoyed and still crawling with anxiety and pain. Only, it didn’t sound like himself at all. His voice was higher in his head, and he actually managed a growl. Like an actual growl and not the human equivalent.

“Huh?” Lightning blinked and seemed to realize they were still there. “Oh. Right. Sorry. What were you asking? Never mind,” he laughed to himself. “It’s simple, really. You both just switched bodies.”

“What?!” Not him squeaked. Bon yelped an equally shocked ‘heh?!’

“The chest. You didn’t deactivate it properly. So Okumura switched bodies with the first person he touched. You. Surprise!”

“I—what?” Something was moving behind Bon. Glancing over his shoulder showed it to be Rin’s tail.

“You are now in Okumura’s body, and he is in your body.”

“Put us back!” Rin yelped with Bon’s voice. It didn’t sound quite right. It was lower than he thought he sounded, and his face didn’t quite look right, but then he’d only ever seen it in a reflection or picture. It would be mirrored in the reflection.

It was a strange thing to get caught up on, but his mind was struggling to work through the other part of the statement.

He looked back down at his hands again. They weren’t his hands. They were Rin’s hands. He’d spent too much time looking at them recently. He’d wanted to try holding them, and now he was them.

“I can’t put you back. It’ll switch on its own. Probably.”

“Whaddya mean, probably?” he growled again, snapping his gaze up to Lightning. The horrible twisting heat was building in his gut again, and he didn’t know how to make that go away. If he was Rin (fuck, he was Rin!) they’d be flames, and they were dangerous!

Lightning shrugged. “I haven’t tried it on a nephilim. It might not work the same. Though, it seemed to switch you normally. So that’s good.”

There was something sparkling on Lightning’s wall. Bon had never noticed that before. Why was it sparkling? (That didn’t matter. Why was he looking?)

“Might not work?!” Rin scrambled to his feet. Bon got his hands under himself and promptly winced when it brought him in contact with more of the holy water. That shit hurt. How did Rin handle this on the battle field? Yukio used the holy water grenades all the time. The spray got everywhere. It had to get on him and hurt.

Rin reached for him, and Bon had the weird experience of being hauled to his feet by his own hand.

He was suddenly a lot shorter. He had noticed Rin was shorter than him (he’d had a few daydreams of using that difference to his advantage that he’d never admit to. Unless Rin did.) but being the one that shorter was immediately disorienting. Everything was in the wrong spot. The room looked different, Lightning was too tall (and Mara’s temptations, the stench rolling off him was horrible) and even his balance felt awkward. He was tilting, and didn’t know why. (It was a tail. He had a tail.)

“Holy shit,” Rin muttered. His eyes were brown, and it was so weird looking up at himself.

Rin was in his body. Rin was standing in front of him in his body, blinking and staring and how the hell had this happened?

The twist of panicked heat in his gut seemed to get worse. His entire body was tingling, and he didn’t know how to make that stop. This wasn’t his body. This was Rin and it felt invasive and he didn’t understand, and he could hear everything. The air overhead was humming, Lightning’s breathing sounded like it was being done directly in his ear, there was someone walking outside, his own heart was hammering in his head, he could hear Rin’s heart beating — it was racing as much as his was — and there were too many smells to sort through.

There was a scent in the air over it all that he hated. It was turning his stomach, and he didn’t know what it was, but it was everywhere and making his skin crawl.

(He was in Rin’s body. Holy shit. He was in Rin’s body. How.)

“If it goes like usual, it’ll just be today. You’ll both go to sleep and wake up in your own bodies again. Good as new.”

“Sleep?” Rin asked, turning his eyes from Bon to look at Lightning. Rin was still holding his hand, and Bon’s entire body was now shivering with something he didn’t understand. He felt a bit sick. The churning heat in his gut was building more with every second. He couldn’t seem to catch his breath.

“We can turn back with sleep? Why not just—”

“No, it’s a time period thing. I’m saying you should be turned back tomorrow morning.” Lightning shrugged. “I mean, you can go ahead and take a nap if you want. I don’t know how much Suguro sleeps. Maybe he’s tired.”

“If it doesn’t?” Bon asked, hearing the unspoken statement in that question and twisting to face Lightning. He caught a glimpse of his tail in his peripherals and startled.

“Then… probably the day after.”

Bon met Rin’s equally horrified gaze. Lightning had no idea, did he? This…

They could be trapped like this for much longer than a weekend.

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captainmalewriter · 2 years ago

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TF Would You Rather Conundrum

So an IRL friend of mine asked me this TF would you rather question. "Imagine your perfect man crush, someone you both would want to marry and someone you'd would want to swap bodies with. Would you rather transform into your man crush's ideal perfect partner and spend your life with them but it's a body you dislike, or swap bodies with them but you won't remember your former life at all?"

Even though I have several man crushes I could use for this scenario, I just randomly picked a former Captain for the sake of this post. I honestly couldn't answer. As someone who's into both the fantasy of a perfect romance and the fantasy of swapping into the perfect body, it's hard for me to choose.

Like... let's say I go with the first option, then that means I transform and get to spend a happy ever after with my man crush. But in exchange for that, I have to live life with a body I dislike. No attempting to get out of it by transforming again- if you do, you lose your crush because you're no longer their idea of a perfect partner. This option's saving grace is if you learn to accept your 'less than ideal body' so that you get to keep your man crush until death do you part. "If" is the key word there. A compromise to keep the relationship alive basically.

Then there's the second option. You body swap with your man crush and you get to live the rest of your life in your perfect body. But the catch here is that you completely forget your former body and life. A permanent shift in reality if you will. I thought about the implications of losing all my memories and I realized that also means you lose your desire to even body swap in the first place. Without that desire, you can't appreciate/relish the fact that you've swapped into your perfect body. You'd just be living like you were always that person. Sure, you can appreciate your life and body like any other person would, but you'll never get that extra feeling of "hahaha I swapped our bodies and now it's all mine." I think of it like sleeping- I love sleeping but I can't actively appreciate sleep because I'm not conscious of it while it's happening. Active vs passive appreciation.

As you can see I overthought this question and now I can't decide which way I would take. Now that I’ve said my piece... You know, knowing how my friend is the way they are, I wouldn’t be surprised if they asked me this would you rather just to see me agonize over it. That bitch. But anyway. If you've read all of this: first, I love you <3 and second, what would you rather have? Lemme hear y'all in the comments!

#not a story #tf would you rather #asks #anonymous asks #captain #god i overthink everything #my rants

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rhysismydaddy · 4 years ago

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Prisoner's Game Pt. 3 (Rowaelin)

~Aelin~

There was something decidedly pleasant about sneaking out of prison.

It was the thrill, she supposed.

She'd always been a bit of an adrenaline junky, and there was nothing that matched up to the excitement of breaking out of a maximum security prison with no one being the wiser.

Aelin ran through the tunnel, her steps sure and soundless, a smile blooming on her face. What she was doing shouldn't give her such joy, but along with being a thrill seeker, she'd always been just a little bit vindictive.

Or maybe a lot.

The map of the tunnels was still crystal clear after all this time, and she had it memorized down to the number of steps it took to get to the right turn.

It was a three hour run. Two underground, then one through the city out into the suburbs.

While the first two hours were definitely not fun, it was the last hour that was tricky.

Avoiding cameras, not drawing any unwanted attention, dressing so no one could see her face without looking too much like the criminal she was.

It was also more exhausting.

It was an hour of sprinting across rooftops, sprinting through town, then sprinting some more.

It was a little funny to her that the journey to where she needed to go was more difficult than actually breaking into the building.

She had a set of scrubs stored in a nearby lockbox, along with a wig and a few prosthetics to make her look more like Ansel, one of the nurses working the night shift.

The security guard, Shelly, was prone to reading romance novels during her shift and never questioned why she occasionally thought she saw two of the same person wandering around.

It was no different tonight.

Once she had everything in place, Aelin strode confidently through the halls, grabbing charts and nodding like she knew what the hell she was looking at.

No one stopped her, no one questioned her.

When she got to the room and chart she wanted, she slipped inside soundlessly and crept up to the bed.

Despite the ever-present urge to hurry things along, she stuck to her plan and kept the dose the same.

The person on the bed never woke up, never noticed her slip an extra drug into the IV bag hanging on the wall.

Silent, efficient, traceless.

Just like she'd been taught.

Leaving was even easier than entering.

She waited until real-Ansel had been out of the guard's sight for a while, then walked out the back door of the facility like she hadn't just committed a felony.

One of the few crimes she actually deserved to be in prison for, ironically.

Then she ran back, hiding in the traffic camera's blind spots and ditching the wig along the way.

It was a little stupid and drawn out to do it this way, not to mention unbelievably cruel, but Aelin had always had a flair for the dramatic.

Plus, like she said: exciting.

~Rowan~

Doubt is a strange emotion.

It starts small, so small you hardly even realize it's there.

And then, over time, it grows and grows like a fungus, eventually becoming something that you think about all the time. Something that kills you.

Rowan didn't believe in doubt.

His problem had never been with not believing in himself, it'd always been with the opposite affliction: over-conviction.

He believed things so fully, so deeply, it was hard to see it any other way.

It was what made him such a good lawyer. As the top public prosecutor in the city, he had a reputation for being impossible to win against.

He convinced himself of the defendant's guilt so completely, the jury had almost no option but to believe him.

He hadn't always been that way, he didn't think. Argumentative and stubborn, sure. His mother could attest to that. But never so unflinchingly self-assured. So alright with deceiving himself if need be.

If he had to guess, he'd say it'd started two months after the day of Aelin's trial.

He hadn't been lying to her four days ago; every word had been the truth. He'd worked his ass off all those years ago, trying to find something that would help him either clear her name or at least fucking sleep at night.

He'd given himself a timeline, deciding that if he couldn't find a single lead in two months, there probably wasn't one. Two months, and then he'd let it go.

He didn't regret stopping his hunt--he'd seen what an obsession could do to someone.

And when that day had come, he'd thought he was ready. He'd exhausted himself working both her case and the ones he was assigned, burning the candle at both ends and sleeping in the office more nights than his own bed.

There'd been nothing to be found. The evidence, the testimonies, the medical examiner's reports... they'd all pointed to Aelin.

So eventually he'd forced himself to stop looking.

But the sight of her swinging between the two court police officers, fighting for just one more second with him with a desperation he'd never seen from her... he hadn't known how he could just forget something like that.

The image followed him, haunted him. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw hers. Lined with tears and disbelief and so much hurt he felt like invisible hands were wrapped around his neck.

So he'd hardened himself against it.

He'd repeated the pieces of evidence against her, told himself she was guilty until the words were easy to say, forced himself to visualize the crime scenes of her victims whenever he thought of her.

Piece by piece, he'd swapped out the months of positive memories they had with stone cold facts.

And it had worked.

After a month, he could sleep again. After a year, he hardly thought of her and when he did, it was with disgust.

Yet now, over eight years later, he found himself with just the slightest amount of doubt again.

It was the same nagging, incessant feeling he hadn't been able to shake eight years ago. Back for round two, apparently.

At first, he'd played it off as nerves from their conversation. She'd worked him up so much he'd admitted how much he'd once loved her and said things he shouldn't have.

His body was reacting to the sadness in her eyes, the surprise that had bloomed when he'd told her he'd fought for her. It was emotion, nothing based in logic, that made him want to start looking again.

At least that's what he told himself.

But four days later, he found himself on the couch--he really did need to give up and just buy a new bed--staring at the ceiling, trying to sleep and not being able to.

Because... well because what if she was telling the truth?

Why else would she have told him that story?

What had he missed during all those late nights spent hunched over her folder?

The questions grew and grew, until that once-little shard of doubt started to slowly drive him mad.

The uncertainty, no matter how small it had begun, had grown to be almost irritatingly large and unavoidable.

He couldn't stop thinking about what she'd said. The breadcrumbs that apparently only he could find.

What did that mean?

And why couldn't he just let it go?

"Fuck!" he yelled, throwing his blanket off and storming to the closet.

Like a love-struck idiot, he'd kept a box full of the stuff she'd left at his apartment during their relationship. The stuff that wasn't evidence, at least.

If it was something only he could find like she'd said, it was probably something only he had access to.

He dropped the box on his kitchen table and opened the lid.

Then cursed when the first thing he saw was a pair of red lace underwear. That was the last thing he needed to be thinking about and remembering.

Especially when he'd barely been able to resist the temptation to kiss her in that interrogation room.

Something about the way she'd looked at him after he'd told her he'd fought for her all those years ago had rattled the grip he had on his control hard.

She'd seemed so... sad. So hopeless. It had brought out the urge to comfort her in whatever way he could.

Hearing about her childhood and how she'd been raised by Arobynn Hamel hadn't made it any better. Truthfully, it'd broken something inside of him.

She'd always been so positive around him--a ray of light he'd felt was put on this earth just for him.

And all the while, she'd been forced to live with and work for one of the most notorious crime syndicate members of all time.

He'd always known she hadn't had a good childhood, but there was a difference between foster care hell and an actual house of horrors. Rowan couldn't even imagine the things she'd seen. Been forced to see, to do.

She made it out, he reminded himself, taking a deep breath.

But had she?

If what she'd told him was true, she'd killed those people because she'd been forced to.

It hadn't been her choice.

But there was something else about her, something he couldn't stop thinking about.

The secret she'd eluded to, the one that apparently only he had the key to solving.

A secret she'd promised would explain everything.

He tossed the underwear on the table, vowing to ignore them.

Then threw them in the trash a minute later when that became impossible.

You're such an asshole, he told himself, shaking his head. It's been eight years.

Even if that part of their relationship was most definitely memorable.

"Jesus," he laughed, running a hand over his face. Why was he even thinking about that?

Maybe it was the look in her eyes four days ago, or maybe it was simply that Aelin had been an important part of his life. He'd never forget the connection they'd had. Maybe it would always be a part of him.

But that was ridiculous, because he'd been connected to plenty of women since. Plenty of gorgeous brunettes and redheads.

For some reason, he hadn't been able to date a blonde, but that didn't mean anything.

He was over her.

Obviously.

Forcing his thoughts away from Aelin, he grabbed the next thing in the box.

Her address book. Maybe she'd left a note in there?

He flipped it open, scrolling through blank page after blank page. Her cousin's address and phone number were there--both of which he confirmed with police records--but other than that, it was blank.

The next thing he found made the ache in his chest expand to a soul-sucking hole.

It was a travel brochure for Aruba.

The edges were frayed from how much she'd flipped through it, and notes in her handwriting were scribbled throughout the pages.

He remembered this, all right.

He'd woken up one morning, a morning that seemed like a lifetime ago, to find her laying on top of him, leafing through the travel pamphlet with a huge grin on her face.

"We're going to Aruba," she'd whispered in lieu of a greeting, leaning down to press her lips to his.

"Why?" he'd asked back between kisses.

"Because it's the perfect place to hide from your real life," had been her laughed response.

She'd planned a trip for them at Christmas. Their very first trip together.

Every time they saw each other, she'd shown him a new page or told him about a new activity she wanted to do.

In general, she was a happy, excited person, but he'd never seen her so thrilled over anything like she was that trip.

He'd hidden it better, trying to play it cool, but he'd been excited, too.

He'd pictured her on the beach, running in the sand and smiling and laughing and drinking from a coconut. He'd imagined sneaking to the beach one night and making love to her in the ocean.

He'd imagined getting down on one knee and asking her to be his travel partner for life.

She'd been arrested two weeks before they were supposed to leave.

He tossed the little magazine back into the box, shaking his head to clear it of the memories and long-lost dreams.

The only thing left in the worn box was books.

Aelin had volunteered at a publishing house, trying to get hired as a fiction editor, and she'd always had a book in her ridiculously heavy pocket book.

She'd given him a few of her favorites, claiming that if he ever wanted to know the "real her," he had to read them.

A statement that made a lot more sense now than it used to.

He grabbed the one on top and leafed through it, going through the pages and scanning.

When that didn't yield anything, he flipped to the back of the book and looked at the inscription she'd written him.

March 1

Rowan,

I know you're not a fan of fiction, let alone romantic, feminist fiction, but I hope you'll read this and fall in love with Elizabeth's character like I did.

Aelin

He turned the book over and looked at the front again, then flipped through it again, then went through the whole process again.

Why did he feel like something about this didn't add up? And why was this, of all things, what she'd left as a breadcrumb?

He didn't figure it out until he reread the inscription for the fifth time and realized the date she'd written.

March 1st.

It was wrong; she'd given him this book on his birthday in February. He remembered because he'd laughed about her giving a grown man a romance novel for his birthday.

Why had she put March 1st? And why did that date stand out in his mind?

Stomach dropping, he finally figured out why that date was so important. It was the date of the first murder.

Maddison Kliff, a state senator who controversially wanted to fund renewable energy in the upcoming year, had been murdered the morning of March 1st eight years ago.

Breadcrumb.

He grabbed the next book from the stack, Wuthering Heights, and flipped to the end.

Almost the exact same inscription, except the date was April 13th, and the inspiring character was Linton Heathcliff.

April 13th was the day another victim died.

Rowan's heart started pounding, so hard he thought he was going to either pass out or go into cardiac arrest.

What was the connection between these dates, characters, and victims? Rowan could feel it in his gut that this was what she'd been talking about. It had to be.

He flipped through the books again, looking for something else, but there was nothing there. Nothing was underlined or highlighted, and the books were all in brand-new condition, no pages were bookmarked.

"What are you trying to tell me, Aelin?" he whispered, rubbing at his temples.

He made a list of all the dates and characters, stared at it until he thought he'd go blind, and tried to think like her.

Except her mind was a complex puzzle he'd never quite solved, so that didn't give him anything besides a headache.

He looked in the box again, hoping to magically find another note or something that explained everything in simple, idiot-proof terms.

But all that was there was that damn Aruba magazine.

It's the perfect place to hide from your real life.

The words came rushing back to him, so suddenly and violently it was like his subconscious had been shouting it for a while.

Was that it?

Maybe the connection wasn't only between the dates and characters, but it also had something to do with Aruba.

Maybe that was where this secret, whatever it was, was hiding.

Knowing he was probably grasping at straws, Rowan grabbed his phone and called the one person who'd help him.

"What the hell do you want?"

"I need a favor, Gavriel."

He heard a heavy sigh. "Like a we've been friends for twenty years favor or like an I'm the Chief of Police favor?"

"The latter," Rowan answered.

"Dammit, Rowan, you're going to get me fired one day." That was what he said every time. There was a long pause, then, "What do you need?"

"Flight manifests from Rifthold to Aruba from ten different days eight years ago."

Gavriel caught on quickly. "This wouldn't happen to have anything to do with a former flame of yours, would it? One currently serving time for ten murders from eight years ago?"

"Of course not," he lied, knowing he was busted.

Another sigh. "You need to let this go, kid."

Rowan ran a hand over his face, knowing that wasn't possible. Not when, for the first time since he'd been assigned this God forbidden case, he had a lead.

"Can you help me or not?"

"I will, as long as you promise to drop it once whatever you're chasing ends up to be yet another dead end."

Knowing he didn't have another choice, Rowan agreed.

Gavriel told him he'd send them over, then said softly, "I know you loved her, Rowan, but it's time to move on."

It's not that easy, he thought, thinking once again of Aelin sitting in that tiny cell, skin pale and hair too long.

"Thanks for your help," he said instead, hanging up before the lecture could continue.

A few minutes later, he was printing out the passenger lists from all the Rifthold to Aruba flights on each of the ten dates.

Starting with August 1st, he went through, passenger by passenger, and looked for an Elizabeth.

There'd been three direct flights to Aruba that day, so by the time he found it, his eyes were so tired he almost missed it entirely.

But there was a name that stuck out, one that was straight out of his copy of Pride and Prejudice.

Seat 14C had been occupied by Elizabeth Darcy, and she'd flown directly from Rifthold to Aruba on August 1st.

Rowan's jaw damn near hit the floor.

His hands shook as he highlighted the name, writing the victim's name next to it to keep it straight in his head.

His mind whirled with possible explanations, but he didn't let himself think about anything except the next date.

With a sinking feeling in his gut, he went through the passenger list for April 13th.

And sure enough, Linton Heathcliff was on one of the flights. In the same damn seat.

"Holy fuck," he whispered, grabbing the next sheet of paper.

He went date by date, flight by flight, and by the time he'd located every character, he was sure of what he'd found. What she'd left for him.

It wasn't a breadcrumb, it was the whole goddamn loaf.

Rowan barely made it to the kitchen sink before his stomach emptied as an explanation of what had really happened eight years ago started to form in his mind.

He didn't have all the pieces, but the ones he did have made him literally sick to think about.

Her insistence on being innocent, her begging him to look again, telling him only he could find the clues... it all made sense.

The doubt he'd been struggling with for eight long years suddenly disappeared, replaced by a certainty so swift and thorough and all encompassing, it almost took his breath away.

She hadn't been lying.

She hadn't killed those ten people.

She couldn't have, because...

"They're still alive."

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dun dun duuuuun

part 4 out next Friday (sorry for the slow updates I'm in summer school)

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forabeatofadrum · 3 years ago

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Either or

I got tagged by @martsonmars

slow burn or love at first sight // fake dating or secret dating // enemies to lovers or best friends to lovers // oh no there’s only one bed or long-distance correspondence // hurt-comfort or amnesia // fantasy au or modern au // mutual pining or domestic bliss // smut or fluff // canon-compliant or fix-it // reincarnation or character death // one-shot or multi-chapter // kid fic or road trip fic // arranged marriage or accidental marriage // high school romance or middle aged romance // time travel or isolated together // neighbours or roommates // sci-fi au or magic au // body swap or gender bend // angst or crack // apocalyptic or mundane

Under the cut, because I also decided to go nuts with explanations.

slow burn or love at first sight

Marta, I fully agree with everything that you wrote in your post. I think the best way I’ve ever heard it, is when The Good Place said “If soulmates do exist, they're not found, they're made”, I felt that. Or I guess I did. Another reason why love at first sight doesn’t do it for me is my aro ass just cannot relate to any kind of romantic attraction, but especially not “I see a person and I am in love!” story. Not to say that I don’t enjoy them (heck, I’ve written this trope), but slow burn is an easy choice.

fake dating or secret dating

Fake dating can be a lot of fun and I am very much looking forward to more of @captain-aralias‘s Unintended, but I like the extra layer of secret dating, especially when it isn’t very clear from the beginning. Or even if it IS, and you just want to know how this will unfold (like the Klaine fic Rivalmance).

enemies to lovers or best friends to lovers

Once again in line with that quote from The Good Place: I like the idea of a relationship forming over time and friendship is a good base. Once again, I don’t hate Enemies to Lovers (like, I ship Snowbaz and Firstprince), but I am all for the Growth!

oh no there’s only one bed or long-distance correspondence

Okay, this might be kind of cheating? Why? Well, because I, uh, don’t think I’ve ever actually read an “there’s only one bed” fic. Shocking, I know. I just know of the trope, like everyone does. It’s just that long-distance correspondence doesn’t appeal me as a standalone. I mean, if it is part of a series like Crescendos in The Symphony Verse, but otherwise.... hm..... I don’t know. I do like epistolary and online identities etc. (GOD I WONDER WHAT FIC LED TO THAT CONCLUSION), but again, assuming these tropes are all for standalone fics, I gotta go for the classics.

hurt-comfort or amnesia

Amnesia is a trope that I never got. That is the main reason I wrote my Myosotis series, to explore a trope I don’t particulary like. But that’s mostly because it feels like a “been there, done that” thing, you know? Predictability does not make a bad story, but most of the time it follows a formula. Hurt-comfort on the other hand is A Lot, including amnesia. Give me the angst.

fantasy au or modern au

I dig both, but in the end I just prefer the Relatability a modern au offers over the Escapism from fantasy au. But overall, it depends on the fandom. I like reading fics in settings that make sense, so I actually prefer magic over non-magickal for Carry On fics, and on the same vein I’d pick a realistic setting for Glee. Again, it doesn’t have to be (catch me trying to nominate Endymion Fell at every possible book club category in the Lima Bean). Even I have written non-magickal Snowbaz and fantasy Klaine, but ya know.

mutual pining or domestic bliss

Another hard one. Both are great. I suppose that in the end I love the drama more. I am definitely an angsty writer/reader and mutual pining is great for that, especially when they don’t know it is mutual.

smut or fluff

Yes, yes, yes, angst galore, but I can appreciate some fluff. With this decision it’s just that I don’t read smut, so it is an easy pick. Although I have some more Thots on this topic, but I will post that soon. Hopefully. In another post.

canon-compliant or fix-it

Another one where it is heavily context-dependent and I don’t have an overall preference for one of them. It’s something that someone also mentioned in the CO Discord when we did those trope tier lists. I love canon-compliant for Check, Please! or Carry On fics, because canon didn’t let me down there. Glee, on the other hand, oh boy.... OH BOY, give me that fucking fix-it.

reincarnation or character death

I mean, look at my obsession with @cutestkilla‘s What’s Left, @artsyunderstudy‘s The Mirrors that Hold Us and @facewithoutheart‘s On Love’s Light Wings. And then there’s of course @urban-sith‘s deathcember. The CO fandom really delivers on this trope and it made me love it. Maybe this would be another context dependent thing, but I have no real “experience” with reincarnation, so I picked character death.

one-shot or multi-chapter

This is actually hard to answer, because the thing I look at in the end is word count. A 20K fic can be a one-shot or a 5 part multi-chapter.

kid fic or road trip fic

Hahahaha. This is quite funny. Up until this point I never really thought about how much I actually like kid fics. Fuck, I even made an entire post with my favourite kid OCs in Klaine fics years ago and I think about them still. And again, the CO fandom is out here making me appreciate the trope, with @martsonmars‘s fics The Curse of the 31 Cheeseburgers and The Dragon, The Sword, and The Knight coming to mind now. I ate a McDonald’s cheeseburger this weeked. It made me think of Leo. (And like Leo, I don’t want pickles!). Also, does namesakes by @tea-brigade count, because that one is also stellar.

arranged marriage or accidental marriage

I honestly don’t read either of these, but just the thought of arranged marriage makes me very uncomfortable, whereas accidental marriage can lead to possible humour in my eyes. So I maybe should’ve left this one blank, but I still feel like I have some preference here.

high school romance or middle aged romance

I am so done with high schools (I say, as I rewatch Heartstopper), but no jokes aside, I am so done with high school AUs, high school books, high school TV shows. They’re not bad (again, see Heartstopper), but I realised a while ago that I started preferring characters in their 20s like me, so not quite middle aged, but I have read some and yeah, it was fun.

time travel or isolated together

I am not a fan of historical, so I suppose that rules out time travel, unless it’s in a Doccy Whomst sort of way. Can’t say that isolated together is something to write home about, but like everyone, I did devour some quaratine fics to cope in beginning 2020 so it was fine.

neighbours or roommates

“And they were-” neighbours. Maybe this is something personal or whatever. As in, I hate living with roommates. Why would I willingly read a story about roommates? I mean, okay, okay, I concede that found family trope is right up my alley and roommates is one of the best way to do so (Check, Please! anyone?), but I like the distance that neighbours still brings. Does that make sense? Oh my god they were neighbours.

sci-fi au or magic au

I, uh, see both of these as two peas of the same pod, ya know? And what I said about settings while answering the modern/fantasy au still stands here.

body swap or gender bend

I was going to leave this one blank again, but then I remembered I went through a HUGE gender bend Glee phase back in 2012. As in, I read fics of it, I wrote fics of it, reblogged fanart, read HC posts, even followed RPG groups. Man, what the fuck. That’s so wack to think since I also don’t think I ever cared about it again after that, although I do know that I have a partial gender bend Glee fic in my hospital somewhere (as in, only Kurt and Blaine are gender bent and they’re aware of the change). So, huh, that happened.

angst or crack

Angst! Angst! Angst! I love me some angst! I have a personal joke where I also say that I cannot have crack without at least some angst. And Thirst Trapped by @facewithoutheart definitely delivered there. I actually reread it two days ago. So I can definitely, absolutely, totally enjoy a good crack fic, but the angst keeps winning.

apocalyptic or mundane

Where’s that one Tweet about fanfic being the greatest fantasy and then it’s just characters having A Good Fucking Day? Due to my angst loving nature, I suppose I wouldn’t turn away an apocalyptic story, but even mundanity can bring drama! Oh no, who is doing the dishes?

As for tags, to not clog up people’s notifications, I grouped this together with my WIP Wednesday. Hopefully, you found your way here after seeing the tag on there.

#tag game #yeehaw

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tsukiida · 4 years ago

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pining — bakugou katsuki

— info :: bakugou x gn!reader ; sfw ; slight angst & humour ; 3.13k words.

— contents :: quirkless reader ; bakugou’s pov ; one-sided attraction ; bakugou being bakugou ; well-meaning wingmen bakusquad.

— synopsis :: katsuki hates the way you make him feel.

— note :: this is my first time writing bnha, let alone bakugou, I hope I do it justice… if you read this, thank you, I hope you like it! :)

katsuki swears he hates you.

to be honest, he’d rather hate you, than feel like… this about you.

he’s convinced you’re messing with him. your quirk must make it so, because there’s no other reason why he feels his body heat up, his heart beat quicker somewhere deep in his chest, every time he thinks of you. you’re definitely doing it on purpose.

it’s that damned shopping trip to blame.

the girls had dragged everyone out to have some bonding time, which is the shittiest excuse katsuki has ever heard for splurging and buying pretty dessert that clogs up arteries. he’d have skipped out on it, but raccoon eyes begged kirishima, who in turn begged katsuki.

that’s another thing that pisses him off; remembering exactly how the other boy had convinced him. really, he couldn’t give less of a shit about something like romance, but of course the extras are going out of their mind about how popular they are with their preferred gender, and of course they had to drag him into it.

no, he doesn’t care at all, but it hurts his ego pride to entertain the idea that he might not be #1 at something even as petty as that.

hell, he doesn’t even care about being #1, as long as he’s doing better than deku.

but he’s not blind. cheeks is obsessed with the green haired idiot, her heart probably having a taste of her own quirk and shooting off into the universe fluttering madly every time she looks at him.

it’s like the world is out to get him, because not only did he have to accompany all the losers to their stupid trip, but he also had to, under duress, with that goal in mind? really? grade schoolers, the whole lot of them.

what he hates most about the whole thing is you, though.

and you’re doing exactly the things he hates.

ever since you stumbled across deku during that trip, tapped him on the shoulder and smiled at him, it’s like you punched katsuki in the gut. he can’t forget the way you’d looked so meek, but still somehow comfortable around deku, and he’d be damned if he doesn’t hate that.

and for the life of him, he can’t recall ever seeing you during his days in middle school. you claimed that you’d been classmates with deku – and by extension, katsuki – for an entire year, and deku sure seems to recognise you. but katsuki doesn’t. deku lights up like a stupid bulb, but katsuki does not.

he hadn’t needed to know details about any of the dumb extras that had infested middle school, more so any of them who didn’t already seem to know that he is the best. that must’ve been why he didn’t know you. there weren’t too many people who didn’t believe in his worth, but the ones who didn’t… they weren’t special enough for him to remember. they could never prove him wrong, after all. they were nothing.

but you.

he hates you. he strongly dislikes you. he can’t stand you.

and you seem to love that shitty deku.

no, it’s not the same kind of emotion that uraraka holds for him.

you absolutely adore that girl too, and she treats you nicely enough despite the wary look in her eyes initially, when she thought she was being subtle while hovering around deku.

no, katsuki hasn’t been observing. especially not because he’s interested. he is literally just looking out for himself, because he doesn’t want to be blindsided just because he wasn’t careful of some scheming pest.

the pest in question being you.

you’re already wreaking havoc on his mind, full of nothing but thoughts of you, other than being #1. he would never give up on that, no matter how much you make his heart pound and palms sweat.

you’re kinda helpful for his quirk, actually, and that’s the only reason he hasn’t already blasted you off into nothingness. the accelerated heart rate does wonders for him. but he doesn’t want to credit you either for something he could achieve with his own hard work.

he can definitely credit you for being the most annoying idiot that he knows, though. your quirk is painful, because late at night when he’s alone, he’s hit by images of your face. you hang out so much with his classmates now, he can’t help it. he can’t even sleep peacefully, because when he does fall asleep, his often dreamless nights are swapped out for stupid sequences produced by his subconscious involving you, because of your silly little quirk that you think katsuki is unaware of.

it gets worse.

he finds out you’re quirkless.

he storms up to you when he’s had enough. not only do you go to a school quite near theirs, but you also always have time to meet up, and isn’t that super convenient for whatever grand scheme you’ve concocted in order to try and take down bakugou katsuki.

it’s a half-growled and half-whispered, threat-filled one-sided conversation between him and you when he asks you to stop whatever you’re trying to do. you, being the infuriating person that you are, just tilt your head and stare at him in confusion. in the name of all might, that should not make his heart skip a beat, because he doesn’t have any intention of using his quirk right now. he just wants you to stop using yours. that’s all he’s there for.

but then you just shrug slightly, that damned nervous smile plastered on your face that you’ve barely been showing anymore, now that you’re comfortable with the extras. you shake your head when he asks you, as nicely as he can, to stop whatever messed up thing you like doing to him.

“this your way of trying to win against me? you can’t,” he grits through his teeth, fingers itching to create little explosions. he’s not going to show his off when asking you to call yours off. he won’t—

you tell him you have no idea what he’s talking about, because you’re as quirkless as they come.

with all the strength that he can muster within himself to not have an outburst, he asks you to repeat yourself.

you do. “i’m quirkless.”

in the end, he can’t help himself, and sets off a series of minute explosions that have you hopping back, out of his arm’s reach. as if he’d harm you with them, he thinks while glaring at you.

katsuki would like to say that he got over it quickly, but it takes a while, truthfully. at first he can’t wrap his mind around the fact that you’re quirkless, because then every thought of you that’s haunted him the past few months is without explanation.

you being quirkless literally opens up so many other questions. if you’re quirkless, then who’s to blame for everything happening to him? is it someone else at fault? are you just stupid and oblivious and unaware of your own quirk? did it manifest late? did someone grant it to you? there are so many questions, and things are still the same, if not worse. he barely thinks of anything else.

at least he can write it off in the name of being better at defending himself from stray quirks affecting him.

he hates it, but he asks kirishima, very subtly, if he’s heard of anyone whose quirk has the effects katsuki hates suffering from. the stupid redhead simply looks him dead in the eye and says that it sounds like the case of a bad crush quirk, something out of cheap romance novels which might be quite dangerous in practice, before proceeding to ask katsuki why he’s curious about it. bless his stupid soul, sometimes, because he completely buys the lie katsuki feeds him.

he didn’t want to have to convince kirishima that he doesn’t have a crush. because he doesn’t want to even entertain the idea of having a crush on stupid little you.

especially when you barely even give him the time of day anymore.

well, you’ve never really been the closest to him, nor does he want that, thank you very much! but it seems like the only time you and him ever had a proper conversation was when he asked you about your quirk, and that too ended badly, with barely any words exchanged. but at least you used to smile at him. not that he liked it or anything, but it was better than you giving him the cold shoulder.

are the extras actually more interesting to you than katsuki is? he’s a little miffed if that’s the case. but whenever he talks, you hear him, sometimes even respond to him, so perhaps it’s not a matter of ignoring him.

it’s just one thing you do.

you avoid his eyes.

it’s subtle enough that no one else notices, and the first few times he sees you look away when your eyes meet his, his breath catches in his throat and he’s almost too shocked to breathe in.

he knows that he’s not done anything to warrant that reaction from you. perhaps you’re simply realising after a long time that he’s the one you should be paying attention to, rather than all the extras. and perhaps it’s easier for you to pay attention to him with your ears rather than your eyes. he can understand that. your eyes seem to have that effect on him too; it’s entirely possible that this way is easier for you to focus on him.

maybe he makes you nervous.

there are so many maybes, but that thought still makes a grin tug at his lips, seeing which kirishima almost gets nervous. yeah, he’s getting cocky.

but that’s fine. he doesn’t plan on approaching you yet.

after all, if you’re into him, you should be brave enough to tell him.

…

honestly, it’s completely the electric eel’s fault. really, it’s 100% his fault because he thinks it’s fun to talk about stupid shit around katsuki. stupid shit like you possibly having a crush on deku, even though all signs say otherwise.

katsuki was willing to overlook that, but then raccoon eyes decided to encourage that hypothesis, and soon the idiots around him were talking in hushed whispers about deku’s supposed fanclub. such a situation definitely warranted katsuki blowing up their asses during training.

katsuki hates training with deku with a burning passion, but such a situation also warranted going up to him and demanding that he train with katsuki. if only he’d had enough mind to notice that the class was ending. if only he’d not run his mouth—

“they’ll never even look at you.”

deku doesn’t know shit about what katsuki just said, looking at him like he grew another head – which pisses him off even more – but kirishima and the rest of them know—

they know that katsuki is still hung up over that stupid conversation from days back, and they also know something’s up, and katsuki hates himself for being an idiot.

they corner him, as impossible as that sounds. katsuki would’ve blasted them off into outer space but they literally pile up onto him, clinging and refusing to let go of him even when he threatens to beat their ass again. curse sero’s tape.

katsuki would like to say that he fends them all off and throws them off his case. unfortunately, that does not happen. they find out a few things that day. thankfully, the only things they do find out are: you really get on katsuki’s nerves, and you also have a silly little crush on him.

“for real? are you sure?” ashido asks, eyebrows knit together like it’s something particularly unbelievable, and kaminari nods along uncertainly.

katsuki scoffs. “no other reason why they can’t look me in the eye.”

“i mean, you are kinda scary…” sero starts, but one glare from the scary person in question has him trailing off.

kirishima politely provides, “he’s manly!” and the conversation ends there.

…

oh, but the scheming doesn’t end.

kaminari is a bloody idiot, and encouraged by the equally idiotic sero, both of them come up with various scenarios wherein you and katsuki could stumble into each other, completely coincidentally, as if katsuki can’t hear them gossiping right behind him.

he ends up having to intervene when they get increasingly creative, which only means disaster in katsuki’s book.

“i’ll just wait.” he simply shrugs, watching the idiots get confused.

“fun to watch them squirm when they think they’re being subtle,” he offers further, and kirishima gives him a disapproving look, mumbling something about sadists.

“bakugou,” ashido stares at him critically, opening and shutting her mouth many times before eventually asking, “do you like them?”

after several more explosions, katsuki’s heart beating too fast in his chest, the sweat beading at his temples written off as part of his quirk, he’s able to dispel the idea from her mind.

he’ll never like someone like you.

and he’s still wary of you in the secret corner of his mind, not sure why he reacts the way he does to you. he’s not stupid, he knows what a crush is and how it works, but he really can’t see himself being attracted to you at all.

it has to be something someone concocted to get him weak, but they’re not going to succeed.

even if not having your eyes on him pisses him off more, making him feel irrational and prone to dangerous stunts and outbursts. even if not seeing you around much makes him feel like there’s not much to show off to. even if he really doesn’t feel like there’s anything worth showing off when he spies poor little you hanging around his classmates, quirkless and gentle.

gross.

…

katsuki hates being wrong.

katsuki hates knowing he’s wrong.

katsuki barely ever is wrong.

but when he is, he messes up completely.

if he were to possess the ability to correct one thing, he’d just lock up the idiots who call themselves his friends, and not let them near you.

they notice your little mannerisms too, of course they do when katsuki himself told them that you like him. they notice that you don’t meet his eyes and prefer staying away from him, but still respond to him whenever he talks. they notice that you don’t seem to fear him like some people do; almost as if you’re comfortable with him.

and they also notice things he wishes they didn’t notice, like the way his skin reddens imperceptibly when he sees you, and the way he makes an effort to not blast things up too much in your vicinity.

(it’s not really much use anymore, unfortunately.)

it’s definitely kaminari who is to blame; he always is for everything. katsuki doesn’t need any more reason to want to absolutely pummel him, because with the tape idiot’s encouragement, he bounces up to you one day and asks the dreaded question.

“what do you think of bakugou?” the blond asks, grinning from ear to ear as if he’s done something wonderful, but the way your eyebrow creases in confusion makes katsuki’s heart skip a beat. erratic. he doesn’t know what to make of the expression on your face. and no, he’s not waiting for your response, dammit. he’s 100% busy ignoring everyone. he can’t let you know all of his attention is on him, especially when you’re about to turn your head to look in his direction.

“he’s okay,” the words eventually leave your mouth, and he almost snorts. just okay? are you stupid, or just pretending to be? he knows your vocabulary is bigger than that.

“don’t you…” kaminari leans in dramatically, and katsuki has to strain his ears to hear—

“don’t you like him?”

well, hell. guess someone missed the tact memo.

that’s fine, though, katsuki’s okay with that. maybe letting you shyly avoid him isn’t the best course of action when you refuse to make a move.

you let out a non-committal noise, prompting another round of questions. the way you further get confused and respond with questions of your own makes something nag at the back of katsuki’s mind.

there’s something steadily sinking, and said sinking feeling grows the longer you talk to the electric idiot. by this point, katsuki has realised he’s missing something, but he’s still confident that it’s nothing he can’t overlook at this crucial moment when you spill the beans.

“my dear, sweet y/n, don’t you like bakugou?!” kaminari finally exclaims, possibly frustrated, and katsuki internally wheezes. he’s preoccupied with what you’ll say next, so laughing at the idiot’s expense takes a back seat.

he has to hand it to you; you’re really hard to crack, and it’s almost annoying. katsuki’s tempted to just burst his way over to you and demand a clear confession.

the answer isn’t something he’s expecting.

“not that he’s not, y’know, nice and all,” you babble, clearly stalling. you exhale at the same time as katsuki inhaling, and he holds his breath, waiting for the shoe to drop. really, maybe kaminari isn’t so bad if he can actually weasel the truth out of you with his stupid self.

“it’s just… he’s kind of scary. i try not to get in his way.”

kaminari seems just as stumped as katsuki feels in that moment.

“but… the way you act around him…”

well said, pikachu.

“oh.” that single word feels a bit like a gunshot. “oh, oh, i see. oh, no.” you need to stop saying ‘oh’ so many times, as if that changes anything.

“i’m sure he’s a good guy, but nope, i’m not interested in him romantically. i only act so awkward around him because that’s exactly how he makes me feel. i don’t even know him that well.”

can you stop twisting the knife?

“bakugou noticed,” kaminari mumbles, loud enough that katsuki hears. the words sound like they’re laced with pity. katsuki hates it, but what he hates more is how the idiot’s voice lowers to a whisper to say something to you that he really can’t hear from the distance.

katsuki also hates how your lips part and understanding dawns on your face.

he hates how your eyes meet his, head-on, because he completely forgot to look busy and has been gawking at you for the past few minutes. he hates how your eyes widen before a wary expression crosses your face.

katsuki hates the way you make him feel.

“is that what he’s passing it off as?” you ask, loud enough that he can hear. you’re not making an effort to lower your voice either.

kaminari does not respond to you, and you let out a short laugh, no doubt incredulous.

katsuki feels something within himself snap.

he leaves the room.

— note :: feedback is appreciated! :) I like this open ending because there’s a lot that can happen with it, let me know if anyone wants to see more of this! thanks for reading! :) ETA: if you’re interested in a continuation, you can read “honey”! :)

#bnha imagines #bnha x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugou imagines #bnha headcanons #bakugou headcanons #bakugou katsuki imagines #boku no hero academia imagines #bakugou katsuki x reader #boku no hero academia x reader #boku no hero academia headcanons #bnha #mha headcanons #mha x reader #mha imagines #nia.inks

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sisterofsomeone · 4 years ago

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花吐き病 - Part 1 – The Beginnings of Cherry Blossom

- Hajime Iwaizumi x Fem!Reader

- Masterlist

- Warnings: Angst, minor character death, swearing,

- Summary: Iwaizumi and Oikawa had been your friends since childhood. Sure you had feelings for Iwa-chan, but they wouldn't be the death of you, right?

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I'm not her. I wish I were, maybe then it wouldn't be so painful.

The sky was grey, overcast, and dreary as you stared across the courtyard. You saw some of your friends huddled under the bike shed to avoid the rain, but you were already caught right in the middle of the downpour. It was cold, a chill running through you as you trudged towards the entrance of your school, white shirt almost completely transparent now. This is exactly what you needed on your first day of senior year.

"Oi y/n, you're gonna get sick." He said throwing his jacket over your shaking shoulders and pulling you under his umbrella. "You're an idiot, you know that right?" You nodded silently. Words were always hard when it came to him. You dared to look up at him, his eyes cold and jaw tight. You thought he was mad until a smirk crawled across his face. "Enjoying the view?" You flushed, darting your eyes back to the ground while he chuckled softly above you. His hand guided you forwards as your legs grew still next to him. “Hurry it or I’ll leave you out here in the rain.” He barked out, causing you to rush to be beside him again. He was warm and smelled of cinnamon and birthday cake. All your friends would snicker whenever you said something like that, but it was true to you, the only way to describe Iwaizumi correctly, as abstract as it was. His hair was dark like the bark of an oak tree, hands calloused but firm against your back, pushing you ever forwards. You had kissed him once at a party in middle school. His lips were soft, movements strong at first before the boys started to poke fun at the two of you. He grew hesitant and eventually pulled away, leaving you stunned and flustered. It was a stupid dare he said as he wiped his mouth and smiled at the boys, but to you it meant everything. He tasted of sunlight and summer; a warm, buzzing feeling spreading through your chest, intoxicating you. Now you know, that was when it took root.

Iwaizumi ushered you to the nurse’s office, telling her you had been caught in the dreadful rain and she took you in without hesitation. Iwaizumi left with a silent nod in your direction as the nurse instructed you to undress and swap into some dry clothes, she had some spare and laid them on the bed for you before pulling the curtains shut. You did as you were told, undressing, and handing her your wet clothes. His jacket hung loosely across the back of the chair you had placed it on, but you enjoyed it being there. Iwaizumi always looked after you, and had done so ever since your mother passed three years ago, but he was a good friend to you even before all that. Your father had told you about your mother’s death over dinner, rather callously, saying that she had not been strong enough to survive the operation. You excused yourself from the table and ran all the way to Iwaizumi's house without shedding a single tear. His father opened the door, welcoming you in with a smile and shouting for Iwaizumi to come down and say hello. You silently followed him up the stairs, the news hadn’t reached them yet, so he was absentmindedly mumbling about some new move he learnt at practise that day. He kicked his bedroom door open and motioned for you to sit down. His room was messy, clothes scattered around the floor and dirty plates stacked on his desk. He caught your eyes and pulled you into his chest. “What’s wrong? You’re not okay.” That’s when you broke down, allowing yourself to finally cry for your loss. You felt all that pain, and he was right there with you through it all.

“Hey? You okay darling?” You blinked, not realising you’d been staring at the jacket.

“Y-yeah, just cold.” The nurse nodded and closed the curtain again to give you your privacy back while she went to turn up the radiator. You pulled the scratchy grey jumper over your head and shimmied into the black skirt she’d left on the bed for you before finally putting his jacket back on your shoulders. It was warm, Iwaizumi had brought it when you two went shopping a year ago, saying he looked like a shoujo-romance-manga-guy. You’d scoffed at the time, but you couldn’t help the fluttering of your heart. Your chest was aching as you watched him observe himself in the changing room mirrors, seeing him fix his hair and smile stupidly at his reflection. He was beaming when you shot him a weak smile back, exclaiming that this was the jacket he was gonna buy. You’d tried to remind him that it was more than he had said he’d wanted to spend but he dismissed you by saying that if you liked it, it was worth the extra money.

“Thank you for the spare uniform, I’m gonna head to class now. I’ll be back for my clothes at the end of the day if they’re not dry beforehand.”

“Okay darling, just be careful now, and don’t go back out into the rain without an umbrella!” She was smiling at you, but her tone was laced with worry as you rushed out of the little office.

The class had begun as you pulled back the door.

“Nice to finally see you today.”

“Sorry I’m late-“

“Miss, Iwa-chan did tell you that he took y/n to the nurse’s office.” Oikawa said as he waved at you. You smiled softly at him, and the teacher muttered something about rudeness or tardiness. You took no mind as you rushed to your seat beside the setter.

“So, see-through shirt trick hey?” He nudged you with his elbow and you flicked his forehead.

“More like I didn’t look at the weather forecast and left my umbrella and coat at home today. No trick. I don’t even think there is a trick that would get him to notice me.” You dropped your head onto your desk and heard a sigh leave the boy next to you.

“You never know until you try!” His sing-song lilt always annoyed the hell out of you.

“I can’t even speak to him, let alone pull off flirting with him.” You sneered back as Oikawa chuckled softly beside you.

“Well, you better figure it out fast. I hear she’s gonna confess to him today under the cherry blossom tree in the school garden.” The emphasis was apparent, and the word dripped with disdain as it left his lips. Oikawa hated Aoi almost as much as you did, but the two of you seemed to be the only one’s immune to her charms – sadly, that included Iwaizumi.

“It’s only a rumour, so you may be lucky. But I wouldn’t count on it sadly.” You lifted your head to meet his gaze. He was staring at you so intently, looking for any sign of distress in your face, but he didn’t find any. You were good at hiding your feelings.

“Good for her, I just hope she’s good to him.” You forced a smile, sitting up and finally paying attention to the teacher and the grammar lesson she was attempting to teach.

Oikawa continued to try to get your attention all morning, but you ignored him, opting to throw yourself into boring lesson after boring lesson, pretending to be okay with the idea of Iwaizumi falling for anyone but you. Your chest ached, lungs burnt, but you just pushed all the pain down and faked a smile, answering any questions thrown your way easily. He threw paper at you; pens poked your sides making you yelp and have to fake sneezes to cover the sounds.

“Fucking stop it Toru.”

“Oh, first name? I must be in trouble.” He smirked, throwing more paper your way while the teacher’s back was turned.

“You are. I’m so gonna kill you for this.”

“Then admit you’re upset.” You rolled your eyes at him.

“I’m not upset. Iwa-chan isn’t mine to be possessive over.” Your chest ached at this admission, your body reacting to the idea of losing something that was never quite yours to begin with. Oikawa raised his eyebrow at you quizzically.

“That’s such a lie.”

“No, it’s not. He is free to date whoever he wants.” Your chest didn’t seem to agree, the tightness growing and your lungs burning. “And so am I.” You beamed at the setter, seemingly unfazed but he didn’t buy it.

“Like you would date anyone else.”

“I could!”

“Could not.”

“Could so!”

“Could-“ There was a loud bang as the board eraser collided with Oikawa’s shoulder, covering you both in a cloud of chalk dust. You recoiled, spluttering, and gasping for air.

“If you two are quite finished arguing in my lesson!” The teacher shouted. Oikawa protested for a moment, before the threat of another eraser being thrown at his head this time shut him up for good. Finally, some peace and quiet before lunch.

Oikawa’s girls had always hated you, but now they were easily planning your death, figuring out how to make it look like an accident. He had followed you at the start of lunch like a lost puppy. You headed to your usual area bento in hand, towards the bench beside the volleyball gym, and when you went to sit down he grabbed you and pulled you onto his lap. That’s how you ended up like this, with Iwaizumi looking very uncomfortable sitting next to you two.

“So, this is new.”

“Oh, this? Nah, you just never see this side of y/n.” Oikawa teased, wiggling his eyebrows as he placed his hands on your hips. You yelped and glared at the brunette underneath you.

“O-Oikawa…” You stuttered out, obviously uncomfortable with the whole situation. You turned to look at him, your face red and body shaking softly.

“Aww y/n! Don’t be like that! You love sitting on my lap, don’t you? You love it when we’re alone at least.” Oikawa purred into your ear, but obviously loud enough for Iwaizumi to hear.

“Okay shitty-kawa, leave the poor girl alone.” He said, wrapping his hand around your arm and pulling you off of the brunette and onto the bench beside him.

“Aw, you’re such a buzz kill.” Oikawa poked his tongue out, pulling his eyelid as well and Iwaizumi just rolled his eyes.

“Shut up dipshit.” He said laughing softly. It was a nice noise.

“You would think after ten years of us, she’d get bored you know?”

“Oh yeah, all your other girls ran off within a few months max.” Oikawa threw a bit of his omelette at Iwaizumi, narrowly missing his friend. They shared a laugh across you, the sounds already calming you.

“You’d think you’d stop getting handsy with y/n after she so obviously turned you down last year.” Iwaizumi teased.

“Hey! She didn’t turn me down. We agreed we would be better as friends – mutually!” Oikawa pouted as you stifled a giggle. Iwaizumi glanced down at you, a smile spreading across his face when he saw you fully relaxed again. This was how you loved spending time with the two of them, just joking around and having fun. It wasn’t long before you were all separated again and had to rush off to class for the afternoon. But soon you’d be able to watch them practise after school like always, and that was the highlight of your day.

He was late. Iwaizumi was never late, but here it was 20 minutes into practice, and he wasn’t there. You had checked the changing rooms, running field, even his classrooms, but he wasn’t anywhere. You walked slowly back to the gym through the gardens, thinking about calling him, when you heard it.

“I like you. I like like you, Iwaizumi.” Silence. You hid behind the stone wall in the garden, just out of sight of the pair.

“Aoi I-“

“You don’t need to answer me now, just tell me there’s no one else.”

“Look, I’ve told you I’m single-“

“But you haven’t told me if there’s anyone you like yet, Iwa-chan.” It sounded wrong coming from her, the nickname sickly sweet, almost heavy in your ears.

“Aoi, -“

“Tell me there’s a chance for me Iwa.” You could almost hear the pathetic fluttering of her eyelashes from your hiding place. He would never.

“There’s a chance. But I want to get to know you first, okay?”

That’s when you felt it for the first time. The clawing at the back of your throat. You rushed to the bathroom, gasping, and struggling for air as your chest tightened. Throwing open the bathroom stall you retched into the toilet bowl, eyes watering and body shivering. Then you saw them through the tears streaming down your cheeks. Cherry blossoms were lying in the toilet bowl. You coughed and spluttered, bringing up more of the pale pink petals. They fluttered momentarily, before hitting the water and settling. That’s when you knew you couldn’t ever love anyone else, and you couldn’t survive without Iwaizumi loving you back.

- Tags: @haikyuu-cafe @sassyglassesbunny @cuddlesslut @daphnxy @bakugouswh0r3 @playboygeniusphilanthropist

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eyfey · 4 years ago

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MANGA REC LIST

I’ve been meaning to update this for a while, and I finally got around to it!

if you’re looking for some new manga to read, here’s my rec list below:

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These are all varying levels of good- some are AMAZING and some are just a fun read.

For the most part I tried not to include REALLY popular series (like yeah: One Punch Man and Detective Conan and One Piece and whatever are good! but also you’ve probably already read them!)

Also, the categories are just for the sake of organization- take them with a grain of salt. Most of the series are comedy, even those not in the comedy section.

Bonus: here’s a post with more detailed descriptions for 10 of these series, including an example page from each.

and you can also check my manga recs tag I guess

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~2/20/21 UPDATE~

Hey! Comedy! -Hatarakanai Futari -Rojiura Kyoudai -Komi-san wa Komyushou Desu -Nazeda Naitou -Mechanical Marie Fun Times with Monsters and Demons -Yuko Sae Tatakaeba -Mairimashita! Iruma-kun -Maou-jou de Oyasumi -Nicola's Leisurely Demon World Travelogue -Heterogeneous Linguistics It's Romcom! -Futari Ashita mo Sorenari ni -Boku no Kokoro no Yabai Yatsu -Koudaike no Hitobito -Soushi Souai -The Story of an Engaged Couple That Doesn't Get Along Chill Slice o' Life -Yugami-kun ni wa Tomodachi ga Inai -Skip to Loafer -Kimi wa Houkago Insomnia -Koi wa Hikari -Boku to Kimi no Taisetsu na Hanashi Watercolor Vibes -Blue Period -Machida-kun no Sekai -Tokyo Alien Bros -Otoyomegatari -Witch Hat Atelier LGBT -Uchi no Musuko wa Tabun Gay (My Son is Probably Gay) -Shimanami Tasogare (Our Dreams At Dusk) -Sorairo Flutter (That Blue Sky Feeling) -Ao no Flag (Blue Flag) -Kimi ni wa Todokanai (I Will Not Reach You) Gender Bender Time -Pumpkin Time (MTF) -Queen Cecia's Shorts (FTM) -About a Lazy Guy Who Woke Up as a Girl One Morning (MTF) -The Villain Discovered My Identity (FTM) -Irregular Empress (FTMTF) The DRAMA of it All -Oshi no Ko -Three Days of Happiness -Inso's Law -Cheese in the Trap -I Will Die Soon ngl These are Kinda Fucked Up (but like... still really good) -Sachiiro no One Room -I Shaved. Then I Brought a High School Girl Home -Bastard (Hwang Youngchan) -Yuki ni Tsubasa -Hibiki - Shousetsuka ni Naru Houhou Sounds Weird at First but Actually They’re p Good -Ano Hito no I ni wa Boku ga Tarinai -Sono Bisque Doll wa Koi wo Suru -Otome Kaijuu Caramelize -Mieruko-chan -Kusuriya no Hitorigoto Webtoons that are Good to Read -Homeless (or some sites have it as “No Home”) -Dam of the Forest -End and Save -Please Take Care of Me in This Life as Well -Her Summon Violence! (but like- also comedy) -The Violence Action -Nanba MG5 -Saihate no Paladin -Raise wa Tanin ga Ii -Spy x Family Isekai ~Boyz Night~ -Kamitachi ni Hirowareta Otoko -Maou ni Natta node, Dungeon Tsukutte Jingai Musume to Honobono suru -Kage no Jitsuryokusha ni Naritakute -Isekai Yakkyoku -Isekai Ojisan Isekai ~Girlz Night~ -Honzuki no Gekokujou -Sengoku Komachi Kuroutan: Noukou Giga (technically this one is time travel not isekai but close enough) -Crimson Karma -Beast with Flowers -The Lady’s Spaceship Isekai but with Food -Dungeon Meshi -Tondemo Skill de Isekai Hourou Meshi -Gensou Gourmet -Isekai Izakaya "Nobu" -Isekai Ryouridou Reincarnated as a Villainess -When the Villainess Loves -Beware of the Villainess! -Villainess Level 99 ~I May Be the Hidden Boss but I'm Not the Demon Lord~ -Jishou Akuyaku Reijou na Konyakusha no Kansatsu Kiroku -Otome Game no Hametsu Flag shika nai Akuyaku Reijou ni Tensei shite shimatta... Lady Knight! (when the lady is also a knight!) -Emperor and the Female Knight -Blinded by the Setting Sun -Bring the Love -Truthfully They Only Remembered Her -This Girl Is a Little Wild Reborn as a lil Babby -Who Made Me a Princess -Am I the Daughter? -Lady Baby -The Twin Siblings -The Youngest Princess More Children, but These Ones Weren’t Reincarnated (Probably) -Chichi to Hige-Gorilla to Watashi -Baby, Kokoro no Mama ni! -Yotsubato! -Dungeon Nursery -The Monster Duchess and Contract Princess Look: It's about FAMILY -Yuzuki-san Chi no Yon Kyoudai -Ohayou Toka Oyasumi Toka -Ikoku Nikki -Mizu wa Umi ni Mukatte Nagareru -A Boy's Scar

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~ORIGINAL LIST: Made sometime in like 2017 or 2018~

COMEDY my dude -Saiki Kusuo no PSI nan -Pyu to Fuku! Jaguar -Sket Dance -My Name is Zushio -Samon the Summoner Supernatural pt1 (Youkai) -Demi-chan wa Kataritai -Natsume Yuujinchou -Satou-kun no Juunan Seikatsu -Fukigen na Mononokean -Takeo-chan Bukkairoku Supernatural pt 2 (Not-Youkai) -Hinamatsuri -Lookism -Mob Psycho 100 -Spirit Circle -Flying Witch Kinda Old n’ Obscure -Kyuukyoku Choujin R -Kyou Kara Ore Wa -Lucu Lucu -Ocha Nigosu -Yamada Tarou Monogatari Gender Benders/Crossdressing/Body Swaps -Shishunki Bitter Change -Usotsuki Lilly -AKB49 -Prunus Girl -Samurai High School Shounen/Seinen Series with Fighting -Birdmen -Saike mata Shitemo -Vinland Saga -Ajin -To You the Immortal (Fumetsu no Anata e) Shounen/Seinen Series without Fighting -Piano no Mori -3-gatsu no Lion -Hammer Session -Kings’ Viking -Oyasumi Punpun Romance pt1 (a mixed bag) -Love is Hard for an Otaku -High Score Girl -Horimiya -Ojojojo -Hoshino, Me wo Tsubutte Romance pt2 (It’s about the comedy) -Kaguya wants to be Confessed to -Ouji ga Watashi o Akiramenaide -Boku wa Ohimesama ni narenai -Yandere Kanojo -Tsurezure Children Romance pt2 (Very Shoujo) -Warau Kanoko-sama (and the sequel: Koi dano Ai dano) -Ore Monogatari -Last Game -Nekota no Koto ga Kininatte Shikatanai -Akagami no Shirayuki Hime Romance pt3 (Less about the romance, more about other stuff) -Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-kun -Karakuri Odette -ReLIFE -Pochi Kuro -Akatsuki no Yona Look. Just trust me on these. -Lucifer and the Biscuit Hammer -Sumire 16-sai -Fujimi Lovers -Angel Densetsu -Nickelodeon You said it’s about… what? (weird plot but good) -Donyatsu -Shiori Experience -Uchi no Maou Kamimasen yo -Makai no Ossan -Katana (Kamata Kimiko) Warning: Ecchi (but still p good actually) -Mousou Telepathy -Hatsukoi Zombie -Sankarea -Rosario to Vampire -Boku Girl Mostly just Cute -Bird Cafe -Gokicha!! -Odette -Nukoduke -Ryuushika Ryuushika Taking Care Of Children (Extra Adorable) -Chichikogusa -Gakuen Babysitters -Flat -Hisohiso - silent voice -Love So Life Girl + Supernatural Creature = Great -Mahoutsukai no Yome -Somali no Mori no Kamisama -Kuro -Totsukuni no Shoujo -Suijin no Hanayome (by Touma Rei) New Start In Another World (isekais) -Ore to Kawazu-san no Isekai Hourouki -Kumo desu ga, nani ka? -+A Taichi -Moon-led Journey Across Another World -The New Gate RPG World (technincally not isekais? but very isekai-ish) -Tsuyokute New Saga -Good Night World -Sekai Maou -Toaru Ossan no VRMMO Katsudouki -Senyuu 4koma pt1 (Focus on Girl(s)) -Dekoboko Girlish -Love Lab -Tomo-chan wa Onna no ko! -Waratte! Sotomura-san -T-Rex na Kanojo 4koma pt2 (Focus on Guy(s)) -Kuzumi-kun Kuuki Yometemasuka? -Handa-kun -Kao ni Dasenai Yoshizawa-kun -Tanaka-kun wa Itsumo Kedaruge -Tonari no Seki-kun Technically a Harem??? (whatever- don’t worry about it) -Rokudo no Onnatachi -Jitsu-wa Watashi wa -Chikyuu no Houkago -Yamada and the 7 witches -Fujimura-kun Mates

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Also keep an eye out for if these ever get picked up (very few chapters translated or Japan only)

-Moukin-chan -Kawaii Hito (Saitou Ken) -Time Slip Ota Girl

#manga recs

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bubblesthemonsterartist · 4 years ago

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*cracks knuckles* Clearly I’m going straight for the Blackout.

ENJOY, FRIENDS. FOR YOU, I THROW IT UNDER THE CUT

Under 1000 Words

take my burdens (and bury them deep) by @thelionshymnal Rated M Nothing makes me happier than a fic of my favorite BroTP, especially when Obi is offering to disappear Kiki’s dirty dealings. Content warning for attempted sexual assault and Obi doing what he does best: getting rid of the body.

A Fic That Got You Involved In Fandom

Seven Suitors for Shirayuki by @sabraeal Rated T Look. You all are just going to have to accept that there is a certain generation of this fandom that was dragged in, kicking and screaming, by this fic. I wanted to diversify by saying something else managed it, but no. It was the fact that this story was stuck on chapter five for MONTHS that made me vibrate until my own fic fell out. XD

Made You Laugh Out Loud

An Extra Rise Before Dawn by @sabraeal Rated G I don’t often worry that I am going to pee from laughing so hard when I’m reading something, but this one definitely does. In one spot in particular. You might be able to guess it. It is simultaneously an incredible sweet and incredibly funny fic that hits all the right notes for me.

Favorite Trope Reversal

Fussing with Firedrakes by @leewritingrecs Rated T 1) Dragons. 2) Damsel in distress is no damsel and she is NOT in distress thank you very much 3) Kiki is a DRAGON 4) Obi is cursed, and 5) DID I MENTION D R A G O N S ???

Fic That Made You Friends With the Author

The Wide Florida Bay by @sabraeal Rated E I had to think about this because while I read Seven Suitors first, this was the series that made me start sending anons and eventually made me join tumblr where I proceeded to endlessly play the ‘what if’ game with Jen. CLEARLY this is where our friendship was forged.

Action-Packed Fight Scene

Agent, Parts I, II, and III by @infinitelystrangemachinex Rated T Like Jen, I was positively torn, because both Andi and Sarah do fight scenes SO WELL, but Agent ultimately won out because there is just something so delightful about Shirayuki flailing and clinging to Obi like a cat that doesn’t want to go in the bath while arrows zip all around them

Edit: Screw it, I’m reccing them both

Republic of Tanbarun by @claudeng80 Rated T An action adventure series where romance is involved but is by no means the focus. Zen and Obi adventures abound. Politics galore. And some masterfully done slow-motion to quick motion fight scenes that I L O V E D

Gen Fic

Fugue in Three by @infinitelystrangemachinex Rated G Ryuu casually destroys Obi and Shirayuki by breathing as they count down the days until he comes of age. Technically this fic has a romantic pairing, but it is by no means the focus of this fic. If you don’t agree, you are welcome to meet me under the Big Oak between the hours of 12 and 4 for a duel.

Missing Scene

Like Brothers Do by @claudeng80 Rated G Obi is clearly Kiki’s annoying big brother and handles Mitsuhide’s rejection in the best way he knows how. Also read: Mitsuhide gets what’s coming to him. (ง'̀-'́)ง

Canon Divergent

We work at the mall by @kaedix Rated T With how many AUs we got floating around this fandom, I was hard pressed to choose a favorite. But there is just something so sweet and wholesome and American teenager about this. It just latches onto you and never lets go. (Also the gang all work at my favorite places in the mall when I was growing up. What’s not to love?)

Steamiest Kiss

Were Hearts Not An Unknown Country by @sabraeal Rated T LOOK. SOMEONE was going to have to go dig this out of the rubble of her compilation fics and it might as well be me. Also the birthplace of the much loved AnS fandom practice of solstice kissing.

Contains Your Favorite Headcanon

The road to Clarines is Gravel by @codango Rated E Not the focus of the fic as a whole, but like, Torou and Obi are siblings. GALAXY MIND EXPLOSION. I mean, I loved that so much that I wrote a pre-canon fic of this fic. Additional note totally not related to the bingo square: I will ALWAYS be here for positive sex worker representation in fics. Fair warning, though, this is the most unfair AU in existence because the brain screams that it SHOULDN’T WORK and yet by some sort of writerly sorcery, it DOES. PLEASE READ IT IF YOU HAVEN’T ALREADY.

Wept Real Tears

let it make you by @thelionshymnal Rated M It’s not every day that someone manages to write a fic that makes me stare numbly at the very first line for a solid 15 minutes, big fat tears rolling down my cheeks, but Hymn did it. And then she somehow managed to kiss it better. All in 1100 words.

Free Space

AnS Role Swap AU by @owlsshadows Rated M This series has it all. Shirayuki as an assassin. Obi as both a royal bastard and a pharmacist. A mysterious meeting out in the woods where it makes you question whether Nanaki and Obi are two different people or the same. Also Zen having some very conflicted feelings regarding his royal authority and how he can choose to handle rejection.

Edit: Since I’ve already doubled up once, let me double up again, I have so much love to give and not enough space to give it!

Blizzard by @nebluus Rated T This is one of the earliest fics I read in this fandom and it remains to date one of my absolute favorites. Obi gets hurt protecting his Miss and a blizzard rolls in. Thankfully they find a cabin where Obi, who is definitely on his death bed if no one finds them and SOON, proceeds to still fuss over his Miss. Best scene: When he warms her hands with his. Also the second chapter is all sorts of delightful domesticity I IMPLORE you to please read it and soon.

Favorite Fan-Made OC

All Pain Will Turn to Medicine by @sabraeal Rated M All y’all should’ve seen these coming from ten miles out. I fucking LOVE Herr Anda, the cantankerous little bastard. And Jen knows this because she designed him specifically with me in mind. Academic catnap >:|

AU That Made You Find the Source Material

All Knotted Up by @sabraeal Rated G Admittedly, there are a great many AUs out there that made me look up the source material, but this Tangled AU is the most recent because I finally got on Disney+. And yes, Mitsuhide is the horse. Ryuu may be Pascal a little bit, but Mitsuhide. He’s The Horse. XD

First AnS Fic You Read

Loyalty by Evelyn Fiedler Rated K+ (which is basically G on AO3) My one and only ff.net rec from my earliest days in the fandom when I was combing for absolutely any content I could find, begging the fandom to help me decide if I was down for Obiyuki and all that it implied and this author most assuredly delivered.

Favorite Minor Character

Undertow by @jhalya Rated E The fic itself is a space odyssey of sorts. One mission among many where humanity attempts to colonize Mars. However the real selling point here, if you didn’t know, is Lord Seiran. He is a delightfully eccentric billionaire who clearly always wanted a large family, judging from how easily he fills out the adoption paperwork.

WIP

Caulk dirty to me by @leewritingrecs Rated E Have I mentioned I love the sex worker trope? I. Love. The. Sex. Worker. Trope. Also Obi is clearly divine at all of his jobs. Shirayuki already got to experience his skills at one of them. I wait with BAITED BREATH for her to experience the other :3

Canon Compliant

Thicker than Blood by @infinitelystrangemachinex Rated G In the aftermath of the death of King Kain, Izana and Zen must decide on which path they will take moving forward. Amazing fic. Unfinished, but a wonderful look into the dynamics between the Wisteria brothers and their absent mother.

One-Shot

Worth his Weight in Rice by @claudeng80 Rated T AU set in an Edo-adjacent Period where a disease has wiped killed off a significant portion of the male population. Resulting societal shifts occur. If you go into the comments, I have a couple of pages worth of reasons why I love this AU, but what I appreciate even more is how you have an absolutely perfect oneshot in this fic. It is a well-translated universe where we get a delightful clear, beginning, middle, and end, all in 5k. NOT an easy feat. Please enjoy.

Rare Pair

the fog pushing through my mind by @thelionshymnal Rated E Obi/Yuzuri, friends with benefits. Two pining idiots with some sore feelings decide to get stoned and take comfort in another warm body for the night. I just really enjoyed the casual intimacy of the encounter and how this is clearly neither of their first experiences with a one night stand. Neither of them are going to make it weird in the morning, they just need to take the edge off, ya know? Additional bonus for Obi being ready to stab the dumbasses who made Yuzuri feel like she was a weirdo in her past.

AU You Took a Chance On (And Now Love)

Lightning in a Bottle by @jhalya Rated M I mean, if Jules is gonna play dirty by making Obi the hot fish man running around without his shirt on 99% of the time, then of COURSE I’m going to enjoy Deep Blue Sea. It’s, like, one of my favorite movies now.

Favorite Trope

Moonshine Phantom by @leewritingrecs Rated T We got a murder muffin who ALSO used to be a sex worker? Sign me the fuck up, I am 1000% here for this. Also all the showgirls who clearly love their coworker and only want him and his adorable wife to have the best. They may have never heard of her before, but she looks sweet, and they all have a silent agreement between them that if she breaks his heart, they’ll cut her.

Fic That Gave You a New OTP

What the Heart Wants by @sabraeal Rated G Haruto/Mukaze. An attempted kidnapping and subsequent rescue makes Zen and Shirayuki painfully aware that their parents have had, at some point in their lives, sex. Izana may not be happy about someone banging his mom, but is HE rather pleased at having a new sister. >:3c

Pre-Canon

The Wolf in the Woods by @krispy-kream (YES I STILL HAVE THIS BOOKMARKED) Rated G Everyone knows that I have very delicate food feels and this ALMOST went under the Wept Real Tears category, but I like to spread out the crying as much as possible XD Shirayuki finds a boy at the edge of the wood and decides he needs something to eat. Filed under: Guaranteed to wreck me in 500 words or less.

#ansficbingo #akagami no shirayukihime #snow white with the red hair #PLEASE ENJOY ALL THE PRETTY FICS #I LOVE THEM ALL AND HOLD THEM DEAR

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tsvkishma · 4 years ago

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wall of jealousy

bakugou katsuki x f!reader

5.2k words

warnings: SMUT!!! rough sex oops, sliiiiiight toxicity if you couldn’t raging jealousy toxic, cursing, semi-public sex

Bakugou couldn’t help but feel jealous when his girlfriend would interact with other guys. But, he also couldn’t do anything because their relationship was supposed to be a secret.

a/n: I made this for my good friend, cristina’s bday yay! hope u like it! also this is my first fic in a while so feel free to leave feedback! also, i did not prood-read. oops <3

It was the start of a new school day at UA and y/n couldn’t help but feel tired. She accidentally stayed up all night binging some new romance anime that Yaoyorozu told her to watch. It was about two high-schoolers who were in love with each other but kept it a secret from everyone else. ‘How ironic...’ thought y/n. She was in a secret relationship with her new boyfriend Bakugo Katsuki. They’ve been dating for about a month now and have yet to tell anyone about it. It all started when Bakugo couldn’t help but admire y/n’s dedication to class and especially her drive to become a top hero. Uncharacteristically, he worked up the courage to ask y/n out after training one day. Y/n was shocked at his confession, but when she saw him all flustered and blushing she couldn’t say no. As the past month went by, she learned more and more about this worked up, hot-headed boy. She learned that even though he seemed very confident, he was also a bit insecure. By learning that, she also found out that he got jealous easily. Very easily.

And she had to learn it the hard way. One day, y/n was just asking Midoriya for the notes for the homework since she knew that he was very organized and detailed with notes. They were just having a casual conversation about class, then Midoriya said something funny and y/n laughed. What y/n didn’t notice, was Bakugo fuming in his chair as he stared daggers into Midoriya’s back. “Dude, what’s up...?” said Kirishima as he followed Bakugo’s eyes to y/n and Midoriya talking, “Did Midoriya do something to piss you off again, dude?” “That damn, Deku... always trying to piss me off and trying to be number one for everything. I’ll show him who’s number one,” Bakugo said with his arms crossed and smoke practically coming out of his ears. Kiri gave him a look of confusion, “Number one for what? He’s just talking to y/n, bro.” “WHAT DO YOU MEAN FOR WHAT? HE’S TRYING TO FLIRT WITH MY-” says Bakugo as he caught himself slipping up, “I mean, ergh... he’s just trying to prove he’s better than me by bragging to y/n about stupid shit. Tsk.” Kiri raised his brow at him, but he looked away, avoiding eye contact. Kiri just shrugged it off by thinking it was just another one of Bakugo’s pointless rampages. The reason that Bakugo wanted to keep his relationship with y/n a secret was because he didn’t want to be seen as weaker and having a weak spot when he gave himself a tough exterior. You could say that this connected to his issue with his insecurities. Later that day, y/n tried to explain to Bakugo that her conversation with Midoriya was just innocent and only about school, but he didn’t listen. He was never good with words, so he just put his feelings into action. He definitely taught y/n a lesson that day. The thought of getting Bakugo all riled up like that had y/n excited. A scene from the romance anime she watched last night still imprinted in her brain gave her an idea of how to toy with her boyfriend. Plus, y/n was kind of annoyed of keeping her relationship with Bakugo a secret anyways. She never wanted to do so in the first place, but she found his reasoning of being all tough stupid. Though, she respected his decision.

When lunchtime came around, y/n grabbed her lunch and walked to the table the Bakusquad usually sat at. Right beside her was Bakugo. “Suki, do you think you could go grab me a drink? I forgot to grab one with my food,” y/n pouted. Bakugo gave in, giving a little grunt and walking off to do what she asked. She made her way over to the table and sat right next to Kirishima, instead of her usual spot across from him. “What’s with the new seating arrangement? I mean, I’m not complaining,” he said. “What, I can’t sit next to you? Do you bite or something?” y/n teased and that comment earned a chuckle from Kiri. “Also, before the next period do you think we could go over the homework answers together? I think Cementoss is gonna grade the answers or something,” he offered. Y/n smiled, “Yeah, of course! How about leave lunch a little early so we have enough time to check answers with each other?” “Sounds good,” Kiri smiled back with a hint of blush on his cheeks and y/n gave him a friendly nudge in his side. Kiri and y/n’s conversation continued and Bakugo came back shortly and sat across from Kiri and y/n with a confused look on his face. “Why’re you sitting there, y/n?” he said with a slight annoyance in his tone. “Don’t worry I was just wanted to sit next to Kiri for today. We were just talking about how training yesterday had us all sore,” y/n said innocently. Bakugo tried his best not to show it, but his face was getting more red by the second. During the whole lunch period, he just picked at his food and didn’t jump in any of the conversations that his friends had. When he occasionally glanced up, he would just see his best friend and his girlfriend laughing their heads off. If he didn’t know any better, he would think they were a couple. He wanted nothing more at that moment than to drag y/n away and show her who her actual boyfriend is, but no. He had a reputation to uphold, right? Suddenly, y/n and Kiri stood up from the table. “Sorry, to leave you guys hanging, but y/n and I are going to go to the classroom early to check homework and stuff. See ya,” he said waving goodbye to the rest of the group and y/n waved as well. They were off and disappeared into the hallways of the school. ‘Tch. Checking homework, my ass,’ Bakugo thought. For all he knew, his girlfriend and his best friend could be sneaking off to the janitor’s closet and be fucking like rabbits right now. And he still couldn’t do anything about it. At least, without causing suspicion. All he could do was trust that his girlfriend wasn’t swapping spit with his best friend. The next class passed by and Kirishima was right about Cementoss grading the homework, which made putting in the extra minutes to checking the answers worth it for y/n. Although, Bakugo didn’t spend a single second paying attention in class. His mind kept racing at the thought of his girlfriend and best friend potentially having something going on behind his back. His eyes always ended up staring at y/n during the entire class. He couldn’t help but notice how good she looked today. She was emitting a glowing aura. Her hair was just so silky and he wanted to run his hands through her hair all day. Although, he was pissed at how her skirt looked a bit shorter today and it was definitely against the dress code. Little did he know, y/n rolled up her skirt in hopes of Bakugo noticing. ‘Such a fucking tease’ he thought. His girlfriend could get him so worked up without her actually trying. He couldn’t help but smirk at the thought of her right under him in his room and their bodies working in-sync with each other. His daydream was interrupted by the quiet giggles falling from y/n’s lips. She was looking at Kiri as he mouthed something to her. Bakugo’s blood started boiling again. Since when did y/n and Kiri get all buddy-buddy with each other? Were they always this fucking close? The thought of his girlfriend with someone other than him just made him rage. He needed to let his anger out before he went crazy. He needed to teach y/n that she was his and his only. Bakugo couldn’t wait until the next class which was training. When the bell rang, he stood up immediately and made his way over to his girlfriend to get in a word with her. She was in the middle of a conversation with Bakugo seethed through his teeth, “Y/n. Let’s talk outside. Now.” “What’s up? Next period is the last one, can you wait until after then?” said Y/n innocently. She was batting her eyelashes and had the eyes of a doe. Bakugo couldn’t help but melt a little looking at her cute face. He quickly shook off the thought. He had to talk to her about all of this after all. Any hints of anything less than a tough appearance left his face. “No, I need to talk to you now. Come on,” he said roughly grabbing her arm and tugging her away. Y/n stood her ground and resisted and for a quick second Bakugo had a hint of hurt written on his face, but it quickly left as fast as it came. This didn’t go unnoticed by y/n. “Look, Mina and I were in the middle of a conversation and you just interrupted us. If you have something to say, just say it right now,” y/n said sternly. Bakugo was taken aback. Usually, y/n would just do what he said and follow his lead, but this was the first time he saw y/n go against him. Y/n stood there staring into his eyes without any hesitation or a hint of an opening for discussion. Bakugo just grunted and walked off to the training room. He was furious, but a little turned on from the dominance that y/n showed. Bakugo was sitting against the wall in the gym making small explosions in his palm just trying to kill time until class finally started. He could finally vent all of his anger into fighting. All of his frustration was just pent up in his brain and he couldn’t wait until he could vent it all out with his punches. He heard a familiar laugh nearing as y/n walked in through the big doors of the gym. His heart ached a little at the sight of y/n smiling and laughing. His expression immediately dropped when he saw who y/n was looking at and laughing with. Kirishima followed right behind her and laughing along to whatever y/n said. Bakugo’s blood was boiling at an even higher temperature now. He couldn’t take seeing his best friend and girlfriend flirting with each other anymore. Anger filled his crimson eyes and he stormed towards y/n and Kiri. It was a scary sight. Midoriya saw Bakugo with the rage in his eyes storming toward his two classmates. Being the good person he was, he tried to stop Bakugo. He knew this wasn’t gonna end well. “K-kacchan! Slow down! What are you doing?! You look like you’re gonna kill someone!” said Midoriya as he stepped in front of his friend in an attempt to stop him. Bakugo violently shoved him out of the way, “Get out of my way, you damn nerd! This has nothing to do with you!” “I know that look in your eyes, Kacchan! You look like you’re going to murder Kirishima! Just calm down and take-” said Midoriya as he stepped in front of Bakugo again. Bakugo aggressively grabbed Midoriya by the shirt and towered over him, “This doesn’t concern you, Deku! You’re always trying to get into my business like you’re better than me or something! Who do you think you are?!” Rage was all that filled Bakugo’s eyes. The bottled-up anger needed to be released soon or he would explode. And he didn’t mind personally taking it out on little Deku over here. Just as Bakugo raised his arm to land a punch, something pulled Bakugo back, and almost instantaneously he was restrained by the all-too-familiar scarf. Aizawa restrained Bakugo with his scarf as he was struggling and still trying to attack Midoriya. A feeling of Deja vu wafted through the air of the gym. “Calm down. Training hasn’t started, yet. Unless you want us to put you in a muzzle again,” said Aizawa. Bakugo grumbled and walked off to the rest of Class 1-A standing in a group. He made eye contact briefly with y/n and he saw a smirk on her face before she looked away to talk to Mina. ‘Tch,’ he thought, ‘Always a fucking tease.’ Aizawa walked towards the group of high-schoolers and they instinctively quieted down in anticipation for his instructions for the class. “So, today we’re going to be doing our regular training, but this time I want you guys to-” he said and stopped to stare straight at y/n and Kiri giggling and not paying attention. The whole class turned and stared at them. They soon realized that everyone was staring at them, including Aizawa who had a less than pleased expression. “Since you two don’t show interest in what I have to say, you both have to go fetch the mannequin opponents for today. Go and hurry,” said Aizawa as he tossed the keys to the equipment room at Kiri. “Do we have to? We’re sorry for what we did,” pleaded Kiri. “Yes. Now go,” said Aizawa as he continued his lecture. They both let out a groan of compliance and Bakugo watched as the two of them went through the giant gym doors that led to the hallway. As y/n was walking down the hallway with Kiri, she said, “I don’t know why Aizawa was on our ass like that... calling us out in front of the class and shit.” “Well, it was kind of our fault for laughing so loudly. Actually, scratch that it was YOUR fault for making us laugh so loud,” joked Kirishima. Y/n’s gaped open in shock and amusement at his jab and she nudged him in the side and he groaned as if he was in actual pain. They both were laughing until they heard a familiar voice interrupt them. “Oi, shitty hair. Don’t worry about the mannequins. Aizawa told me to get it with y/n instead,” said Bakugo with a straight face. Kiri raised a brow, “Really? Why you and not me-” “I said, he told me to get it not you. Alright?” said Bakugo irritably. Kiri raised his hands in surrender and tossed the keys to his hot-headed friend, “Okay, okay, I get it. Y/n, make sure this one doesn’t murder you. The equipment room seems like an awfully quiet and isolated place.” Y/n laughed at his remark, “Don’t worry. This angry boi won’t lay a finger on me, anyways. I’m too quick for him to even catch me.” And with that, Kiri waved a peace sign and walked off. Before y/n had a chance to do something, Bakugo stormed past her and towards the equipment room. “Wait up, Suki! Why are you walking so fast?” she said trying to catch up to him. He just let out a huff in response. They neared the equipment room and the second he pulled the keys from the doorknob and opened the door, he pulled y/n into the room, shut the door, and slammed her against the wall. Y/n was pinned against one of the walls with Bakugo towering above her with a look in his eyes that she couldn’t quite pin what it was. His face was mere inches away from hers and she could feel his hot breath on her face. His left hand has ahold of y/n’s shirt while his right hand is pressed against the wall near y/n’s head. Y/n was slightly scared of what Bakugo was about to do to her because she knew she took it a little far this time, yet she was getting excited over the different things her boyfriend could do to her in this state of rage. The subtle scent of his cologne intoxicated y/n. She once told him that it smelled real good on him. ‘I guess he took note,’ she thought. Bakugo was breathing hard, but not saying a word. He kept constant eye contact with y/n and she was getting a little intimidated and sinking further down ever so slightly. “W-what’s up with you...?” said y/n timidly. “Hmph... what’s up with me? How about you explain the shit you’ve been pulling today. Huh?!” said Bakugo roughly and breaking eye contact for the first time. Y/n shrugged innocently, “I actually don’t know what you’re-” Bakugo slammed his fist against the wall and moved closer to her face, “Don’t pull that fucking innocent shit with me, dumbass. You’ve been ignoring me all day and hanging out with that stupid fucker, Kiri...” “Look, I think you’re just imagining things. Can we talk about this later? We’re in the middle of training, Suki-” started y/n. She tried to move past him but then his grip on her shirt tightened and he pulled her closer and used his free hand to pull her hair backward. Almost instantly, he attacked her neck right then and there. He started sucking on her weak spot, which earned him an unintentional moan from y/n. Y/n could tell that Bakugo felt a bit cocky because his lips grazed her skin to form a smirk against her neck. “S-suki, stop, please... we’re literally in school right now...” stuttered y/n. She was trying her best not to make noises, but it was just so damn hard with how Bakugo was using his tongue against her neck. “Come on, princess... what’s wrong with having a little bit of fun, yeah? Plus, I need to teach you a lesson for being such a tease today...” groaned Bakugo against your neck in a low tone. Y/n couldn’t help but let a moan slip from her mouth. It just felt way too good. He knew her weaknesses and used that against her. “Shh... princess, we don’t wanna get caught do we? Just be a good girl and stay quiet, yeah?” said Bakugo. Suddenly, he started using her teeth against her while simultaneously sucking on her neck. The mix of the slight pain with the pleasure was euphoric for her. He hadn’t even touched her yet and she was already soaking. She wouldn’t ever say it to his face, though. It would only boost his already inflated ego. She ran her hands through his hair and tugged at it so he would look up and face her. Y/n only wanted to give Bakugo a slow and passionate kiss, but like his fighting nature, his lips met hers aggressively and let his tongue slip through meeting hers. Y/n’s fingers gently scratching on Bakugo’s scalp made him give out the lowest groan which signaled y/n to keep slightly tugging on his hair. As their lips moved in sync with each other, Bakugo’s firm grip on her hips gradually made its way between the waistband of y/n’s pant. His fingers pressing against her heat through her panties. “Damn, princess. Already this wet for me, huh?” he teased and moved to her whisper in her right ear, “Was this your end goal this whole time? Get me jealous and fuck me in the school’s equipment room? Such a naughty girl.” Then, his fingers pressed harder against her clothed folds and she whimpered in response. Y/n looked up at him and the sight of her under his control and batting her eyelashes made the bulge in his pants grow harder. This continued for a few more seconds until he swiftly removed his hands from under her and shoved her down by the shoulders, pushing her to her knees. She was met face-to-face with his very prominent bulge. She gulped knowing what was going to happen next. “What? You’re scared to take my dick in your mouth or something? I thought girls liked it when their boyfriend’s dick is down their throat, no? Or am I just too big for you?” he teased. “Oh, don’t get too cocky now, Suki. We both know I can handle it,” y/n snapped back. She was lying and Bakugo knew that too. Whenever his dick would be down her throat, tears would most definitely be streaming down her cheeks. “Yeah, yeah. Lie all you want dumbass. But at the end of the day, no one who can make you cum like I do, princess,” he said in a low tone. His words just made y/n clench her thighs closer together to try to create some friction. Bakugo pulled down his shorts and briefs to reveal his very hard dick that sprung out. Y/n’s eyes widened at the sight. Even though this wasn’t the first time she’s gotten intimate with him, she still gets surprised at how she lucked out by getting a boyfriend with such a big dick (not that that’s the only thing that mattered to her). Bakugo only smirked at her surprised expression and it most definitely fed his ego a bit more. Y/n took his dick in her hands and started to lick the tip and Bakugo rolled his head back at the sudden pulse of pleasure. Y/n started moving towards the length of his dick, but Bakugo couldn’t wait anymore and forcefully grabbed her hair and pushed her further down his dick while thrusting simultaneously. Naturally, y/n gagged hard and tried to take his dick out of his mouth for a quick second to cough, but Bakugo’s hand roughly pulled y/n’s mouth back onto his dick. Tears were starting to form in the corner of her eyes. “Awe, is this too much for my princess? Well,” said Bakugo getting increasingly aggressive and angry, “With that fucking shit you pulled today, I think this should be your fucking punishment, yeah? I need to teach you a real fucking good lesson.” His thrusts getting all the more faster and y/n’s tears streaming down her cheeks. The feeling of his dick hitting the back of her throat was starting to get a bit unbearable. Like a miracle, there were some noises outside of the door and in the hallway. Both y/n and Bakugo stopped what they were doing and looked towards the door. Y/n listened carefully and realized that it was the sound of footsteps coming their way. Bakugo attempted to pull his pants back up quickly and dragged y/n to a corner of the room where a bunch of items was piled up next to a cabinet. They hid behind a few larger items and crouched down to be below eye level of anyone that they suspected to come in. There was a sound of the doorknob turning and y/n couldn’t see clearly with objects covering some of her view. She didn’t expect to hear a familiar voice. “Y/n? Bakugo? You guys here?” said Kirishima as he tried to investigate around the room. He did a quick glance and concluded that they weren’t here. Though, he walked dangerously close to where the two of them were hiding. Balugo pulled y/n closer into him and used his hand to cover her mouth in case she made any sounds. Kiri grabbed the dummies that were supposed to be used for training. Then, he left just like that. Y/n let out a breath that she didn’t know she was holding in. They waited a few seconds before making any more movements. Y/n stood up first to fix herself and arrange her appearance. “Come on, let’s go before they start getting suspicious-” said y/n but she was pulled backward by Bakugo and (yet again) pushed up against a wall. Bakugo smirked, “So you think I was done with you? You’re soaking and you think it’s okay to let yourself go out like that? Even though you got me all riled up, I have to repay you for that mind-blowing blowjob, princess.” Bakugo attacked her neck again and began sucking hard. There was definitely gonna be a mark left on her neck when this was all over with. “I gotta show everyone that you don’t belong to anyone, but me,” he said. Y/n started pulling his pants back down and followed suit with undressing herself as well. Bakugo moved his lips to meet hers and they intensely connected tongues while undressing their lower halves. He grabbed the band of y/n’s panties and lowered them. He started moving his fingers across her slick folds. “Suki, hurry. I need you in me,” pleaded y/n while giving her signature innocent, doe-eyed look. Bakugo couldn’t say no to her when she looked like that under his touch. He complied and positioned himself to enter her. Without a moment’s hesitation, he pushed up against her and almost bottoming out instantly without giving her a moment to adjust. “Ahh! Suki, s-slow down, please,” said y/n, but her words were to no avail as he didn’t let up his intense thrusts. Bakugo grunts, “Just because I let you off easy, you go and think you get to tell me what to do... tsk, tsk, tsk. And here I thought you were gonna be a good girl for me.” Y/n was going to give a snarky reply back, but her thoughts of saying anything were clouded with the burst of pleasure that Bakugo was giving her right now. She couldn’t help but let out moans and she instantly tried to cover her mouth. “Don’t cover your mouth, let them hear how good I’m making you feel,” he said. His hands were under y/n to hold her weight up against the wall and her arms were around his neck. His rough thrusts made y/n’s eyes roll to the back of her head. “Shit, Suki. You make me feel so good...” y/n managed to get out between her heavy breathing. Y/n started dragging her nails down his back just added to the high amount of ecstasy that Bakugo was feeling. He increased the power in his thrusts which drove y/n up the wall a bit. The textured walls were scratching y/n’s back which gave the smallest amount of pain. “Yeah, you fucking like that, huh, princess? You like my dick inside you?” Bakugo said breathily. “Mhm...” was all that y/n could manage to get out. With the slightest change in Bakugo’s angle, he managed to hit her sweet spot. “Ah, shit! Right there, Suki... just hit it right, shit, there,” screamed y/n. Bakugo listened and kept his position. Low groans came from his mouth as he was nearing his climax. Instinctively, his quirk decided to show and y/n could feel a slight sting on her ass. Bakugo let out a laugh at the surprise mini-explosion, but it was quickly interrupted by a low moan. “Shit, shit, shit,” groaned Bakugo as he was trying to hold onto the high wave of pleasure he was feeling. Their bodies were so in-sync with each other he couldn’t help but feel lucky that they had such good chemistry with each other. ‘Suki,” y/n let out, “I’m gonna come. Shit.” “Come for me, princess. Let it all out,” said Bakugo as he tried to keep his thrusts strong, but falling a little bit short with each new movement. Y/n’s walls were convulsing against Bakugo’s dick and he couldn’t hold back any longer. Her screams of pleasure filled the room as well as his loud groans. She was riding out her orgasm as Bakugo tried thrusting a few more times to help her out, but soon followed suit and released inside of her. Their movements slowed and they both dropped to the floor in exhaustion and they tried to catch their breaths. “I think that counts as our training for today,” joked y/n which earned a chuckle from her boyfriend, “Maybe I should make you more jealous often. You fuck better when you’re jealous.” Bakugo’s expression instantly dropped and he looked pissed again, “I’m still mad at you, idiot. Don’t go flirting with stupid fucking Kiri again, got it?” “Hm... I don’t get it, actually. Maybe you have to teach me another lesson later tonight,” she teased. “Just you wait,” he smirked. Bonus Y/n and Bakugo exited the equipment room and headed back to the gym and tried to act as if nothing happened. When they finally reached the main gymnasium, no one was in there. ‘That’s odd,’ thought y/n. It even wasn’t the end of school, yet. The two of them left to go check the dorms and lo and behold, the rest of Class 1-A was there. The expressions on their face were priceless. Collectively, they all looked a bit shocked. Kaminari walked up to Bakugo and patted him on the back. “Hell yeah, Bakubro. I see you scored yourself a good one,” said Kaminari about you. “What the hell are you talking about?!” grumbled Bakugo and his usual expression of casual anger returned. Kirishima walked up to Bakugo and rubbed the nape of his neck in embarrassment, “Sorry, man. I didn’t know you and y/n were together and I just kind of ignored you when you were being extra angry today when I was talking with her.” Bakugo was seething, “The hell are you guys talking about?! Y/n and I are not together!” “Nice try, buddy. We all know what happened between you two. It’s okay but kinda gross,” said Kiri cheekily. “I never thought you would be one to get tied down, Bakugo! Let alone with someone as hot as y/n,” said Ashido jokingly. Bakugo’s facial expression was mixed with embarrassment and anger. Y/n just laughed at the whole situation. “Well, I guess the cat’s out of the bag, Suki. Sorry,” laughed y/n, “So... uh how did you guys find out we were together, anyway?” “When you two didn’t come back with the fighting dummies after a while, Kiri went to go find you two. Then, when he didn’t find you guys he went to go tell Aizawa that you two were nowhere to be found. Aizawa went to go investigate himself and we’re guessing he found you two. He went back to the gym to tell us bluntly that class was dismissed for the day, which was weird. We all realized it probably had something to do with how you guys disappeared out of thin air,” explained Sero. “Yeah, but,” said Kaminari, “Us being Class 1-A and wanting to help our friends... we investigated the situation and we heard you two fucking like rabbits, bro!” Y/n’s face instantly went red at the thought of her entire class hearing her and Bakugo doing the dirty. Bakugo was not having it, though. He regretted letting y/n and him make so much noise. How careless of him. But, he wasn’t going to let his entire class talk down to him. “That wasn’t us. Are all of you really that fucking stupid to assume it was y/n and me? You guys have no proof, do you?” said Bakugo, “See. That’s what I thought.” He started to walk off when Shouji said, “Just look at y/n’s neck, dude.” Everyone stared at her neck and she tried to cover the mark with her hand in a casual manner, but the deed was already done. Bakugo grumbled. He lost and there was nothing he could do to convince his peers otherwise. “Fuck it,” said Bakugo as grabbed y/n’s arm roughly and dragged her to his room. You can guess what happened from there.

#bakugou katuski x reader #bakugou #bakugou x reader #bakugou smut #bakugou katsuki #my hero fanfic #bakugo

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dammitadolfnomorecake · 4 years ago

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Once Bitten, Twice Stupid prt.39

Armed with fair sized stick, Keith headed upstairs to Lance’s room, hoping the stick would cheer his kind of boyfriend up. Letting himself back into Lance’s room, the sweet smell of Lance’s arousal smacked him in the face. The vampire had shed the blanket covering him, soft puffy pants falling from his lips as he slept. The idiot had worried himself so much that he’d brought a wave of heat on himself. Carrying the stick over to Lance’s bed, Keith propped it up against the nightstand before climbing onto the bed, Lance’s features pinched with pain. These heat things were no joke. Lance had tried to cover the best he could, when clearly he’d been in agony with each wave. He really should let Lance sleep it off, but he felt the need to try to help.

“Lance?”

Gently shaking Lance’s shoulder, dazed blue eyes opened slowly with a groan

“Keith?”

“I didn’t want to wake you, but you’re in pain”

“Hot...”

“I know. You worried yourself into heat”

Keith didn’t like the word “heat” Lance wasn’t a werewolf or animal, but neither of them had another name for it. Rolling on his side, Lance wrapped his arms around his stomach

“Hurts”

“I know... I know. How can I help?”

“It’ll... pass... just need to let it pass?”

And how much pain would Lance be in if he did?

“Can I stay? What do you need?”

“To be pinned down to the bed and fucked senseless”

Lance looked mortified, too out of it to keep coherent

“I’m not taking advantage of you when you’re like this”

It was hard not to. Lance’s scent had already gone straight to Keith’s crotch. He felt dizzy and high, like he really wanted to throw respect out the window and do just what Lance had said

“I’m sorry... can you... can you go? I... don’t want to hurt you”

Going wasn’t happening

“I’m not letting you suffer through this. Let me help you”

“I don’t want to hurt you, Keith”

Shit. Lance’s blue eyes flooded with tears, his bottom lip quivering as he sniffled

“You won’t. I’m staying here, with you, until this passes”

Moving to lay down facing his boyfriend, fuck Shiro, Keith held his arm out until Lance slowly curled into his hold. The vampire shaking as he kissed Lance’s sweaty hair

“Now, tell me what you actually need”

“It’s... embarrassing...”

“You need to come, don’t you?”

Lance groaned at him, Keith supposed he could have phrased it a bit better. Lance liked romance, he knew that from the vampires watch history

“I don’t know... maybe... it’s stronger than it was...”

“Let me get you off”

“What?”

“I don’t mean sex... we’re taking it slowly, but we can see if getting off helps”

“No... no... I’m not going to rush you...”

“I’m offering. Besides, how can I not help my boyfriend?”

“You... told Shiro?”

“Not yet... but I told him I like you. And I do”

“But...”

“If you don’t want me to, I won’t”

“I... should... be asking... ow... fucking ow...”

Lance whimpered, Keith’s heart hurting over how his boyfriend was hurting

“Lance, it’s okay. Neither of us know what we’re doing, but we’ll work it... right now, I want to touch you as much as you want to touch me”

“What if I lose control?”

Then he’d deal with it. He could afford to lose a little bit of blood, plus he was sure Lance wouldn’t hurt him intentionally

“You won’t. I know you won’t... lay back for me?”

Squeezing his eyes closed, Lance nodded his consent

“Just... not...”

“No sex. Just touching”

“Okay...”

Lance was shy about spreading his legs. Keith finding it kind of sweet how hard Lance was blushing before he’d even gotten his boyfriend’s pants undone. Shiro had told him not to do this, but his brother didn’t understand how being with Lance felt. He hadn’t seen what Lance was going through. He didn’t understand how hard he’d been trying to work out his feelings for Lance before Lance wound up confessing to him. He liked Lance. He wanted to be with him, or at least see where this thing between them went. That didn’t mean he wasn’t scared or nervous as fuck as his heart raced. And he knew he was probably going backwards about this whole thing when they’d barely kissed and now they were jumping to making out. Freed of his jeans, Lance was trying to hide his crotch, legs shaking as he stared up at Keith with those big blue eyes. The real Lance was so much better than a dream. The smell coming from him was stirring up inside. Unbuttoning his jeans, Keith shimmied them down, Lance blushing harder as he stared at Keith’s dick

“See something you like?”

Lance blinked at him, before nodding. Neither of them really knew what they were doing, being sober with someone he actually liked made this a whole new experience all over again

“Can I kiss you?”

Again, Lance nodded. He wasn’t one to find a lot of things cute, but Lance was being kind of cute.

Lance was hesitant with the kiss, Keith could feel how hard he was trying to restrain himself. The vampire’s teeth nicked his bottom lip, Lance immediately pulling back

“I’m sorry...”

Keith didn’t want to hear it. These things happened. Capturing Lance’s lips again, he tried to guide Lance, to show him that a little bit of blood was okay. Whether it was the blood or the fact Keith was still kissing him, Lance finally let him deepen the kiss. Rocking his body against the vampire’s, Lance moaned, throwing his head back as he did. Smirking to himself Keith rolled his hips again, drawing a more descriptive moan

“Shiiiiit...”

“Feel good?”

“Mhmm... kiss me again...”

Lance really seemed to like kissing him. And other than the blood, Keith seemed to also really like kissing his boyfriend back. Awkward fumbling kisses turned to Keith jerking them both off as Lance swapped to moaning in Spanish. Pent up from weeks of nearly, and foggy minded on Lance’s scent, the pair of them came so fast that Keith would have been embarrassed if it hadn’t happened with Lance. Lance covering his mouth as his fangs extended, Keith kissing his hand before flopping to lay on his side by his boyfriend

“Fuck...”

He felt like he’d come hard enough to fill Lance had he been in him, and now all Keith wanted to do was cuddle with Lance, who still had his fangs covered

“... I don’t mind your teeth”

Lance stared at him like he’d grown an extra head. Keith supposed he’d gone straight from bliss to over thinking things

“Seriously, you don’t need to hide them”

“They came out...”

“I already know you’re a vampire. You don’t have to hide them”

“But...”

Snaking his arm around Lance’s waist, Keith ignored the mess across Lance’s stomach and chest. The both had enough to trauma to sink a ship, and it’d take a lot of reassurances on both their parts to work through it together

“Nope. Don’t hide them...”

Lowering his hand, Lance’s fangs looked every bit as dangerous as they were. A shiver of fear ran through him, but at the same time, he knew Lance wasn’t about to tear his throat out with them

“They’re ugly”

“They’re fine. I know you’re not about to bite me”

“How can you be so sure?”

“Because I just gave you a great orgasm”

Lance finally smiled at him, wriggling closer to Keith

“It was pretty good”

“I know... I’m fucked”

Lance snorted at him, before his expression fell. His teeth piercing his bottom lip, Keith now not able to kiss him which was kind of annoying

“Not yet... but the cramping’s easing... I... hope I... I wasn’t...”

“You’re fine... we’re fine... you didn’t do anything wrong”

“I didn’t know what to do”

“Neither did I...”

Lance sighed at him

“I don’t know whether that makes me feel better or not”

“We both know we’re inexperienced in things like this”

Lance’s body temperature was starting to drop again, Keith realising that was another thing Lance would probably be self conscious over

“I didn’t want to be bad”

“You weren’t... fuck, do you reckon they’ll miss us if we stay like this?”

“I reckon Shiro might murder me...”

“He’ll be fine when he’s had a nap. He was all sangry”

Lance raised an eyebrow at him

“Sangry?”

“Sleepy angry”

That was what finally got Lance smiling again, Keith feeling his still racing heart gave that familiar funny beat

“You’re starting to sound like me”

“I know. Shiro had no idea what I meant”

“We should talk about him. He wasn’t keen on us being close, was he?”

“No, but that’s because he’s overprotective. He did help me out... apparently all these things going on with my heart are because I have crush on you”

“Did you tell him how long it’s been happening?”

“Yeah... I tried to tell him I like you. He said it’s because I’ve never had a crush before”

“He’s your brother, he only wants what’s best for you”

“That and he’s a moody arsehole when he’s been travelling... we should clean up”

Talking about his brother while pantsless with his boyfriend was kind of weird... Keith’s arm was starting to feel crusty now, as were other places now. He hadn’t used Lance’s bathroom before, but he didn’t want to creep around the house naked with three other guests out there somewhere

“Keith, if this is too much... If all that comes with me is too much, I’ll understand”

“We’re not having that talk again. I want to see where this goes. I know it’s not going to be easy, but it’s what I want... He was talking about us moving out, and all I could think about about was staying here. Garrison’s backwards and small, and kind of creepy, but you’re here. So are Pidge and Hunk... Platt’s... ugh. Plus, I’m not looking forward to the traffic”

“Oh, that’s right, you have a motorbike, don’t you?”

“It’s not so bad on my bike, but Shiro says I have a horrible sense of direction. Are you trying to change the topic?”

And everyone said he was clueless. He noticed that subtle topic change just fine

“Maybe? Or, maybe I really can’t be bothered moving?”

“Oh, my poor old man. Do I need to carry you?”

“It’s not that... and stop calling me old, I’ve got enough complexes as it is... It’s selfish, but I want to have you to myself a little longer. I know I have to get up, get organised and make an attempt with everyone, but right now I just... I don’t want to feel like we fooled around and now it’s time to split because the fun bit is over”

Oh... that made sense. They had to play it cool around everyone else... Well, they didn’t have to, but until Shiro woke up from his nap, and his brother was prepared to listen, they’d have to be friends without the boyfriend bit...

“I get it. You’re worried about everything that’ll happen once we leave your room”

“Yeah. Kind of. Matt and Rieva are going to smell you all over me... I don’t know him, I don’t know her, and Shiro’s not happy with me as it is. I don’t know how to start making things up with Matt, and I’ve barely been able to let Curtis in as it is. We all have to live here together, I don’t want to be lying through my teeth, nor do I want to cause any trouble”

“If you’re that worried, we can take a shower together. I’m already borrowing your clothes, and if they start asking questions I’ll say we sat on your bed and talked”

“But we didn’t... we did other things. You shouldn’t have to lie because of me... I knew this would happen. This is why... I don’t let people in. I don’t know what to do. I’m used to living alone, keeping me to myself so no one got hurt. I’ve never dated, I don’t know how to date. I don’t want you lying to your brother and fucking things up there. I don’t want to hurt you”

“Lance, you’re spiralling. We’re taking things slow, remember. Kissing and touching happens... I’ve never been sober and gone that far before... but it’s not like I’ve knocked you up so we’re suddenly having a shotgun wedding. We like each other, and after how long it took to work that out, I think I’m okay with taking things slow and without the complications of everyone’s opinions”

“But Shiro is your brother”

“Me dating you isn’t going to change that. I won’t let it change that. I’m old enough to know that for the first time in my life I want to see where this goes”

“Secrets hurt, Keith. You know that, I know you do”

Keith was starting to get angry

“And what? We give up?”

“I don’t know... I don’t know if we should have done that. Or if we only did that because my body is fucked up”

“I kissed you because I wanted to”

“Because I...”

“You confessed to me”

“I know”

“So stop worrying about it so much. You’re going to turn back into a bat at this rate”

“God. It’d be easier if I did... I could find myself a nice spot on the ceiling and hang out there until everything settled down”

“You do know you’re completely useless as a bat. You couldn’t even walk straight”

“Ha, jokes on you, apparently I’m not that straight as it is”

Keith had had enough of Lance dooming them before they’d given things a chance. Moving to sit up, he then crawled across the bed, before climbing off of it. Watching him with almost fearful eyes, Keith ignored the way Lance was looking at him as he walked around the bed and held his hand out

“What?”

“We’re going to take a shower, then you’re going to have something to eat while we figure out what we’re going to feed everyone”

“We are?”

“Yeah. And if you’ve got a problem with that, I’ll hit you with my stick”

Lance looked to the bedside table

“You actually went and got a stick?”

“I sure did. I thought it might make you smile”

“I don’t think I’ve ever found a stick so sweet before”

“You don’t need to make a big deal over it. I just wanted to do something for you”

Raising his hands, Lance scrubbed at his face

“I’m being stupid, aren’t I?”

“Yeah. You’re deciding all these things without talking to me. I told you I want to help, so let me help”

“I forgot how forceful you can be about getting your own way”

“You can blame Shiro for that. Now, enough wallowing. I’ve never used your bathroom, so you’re going to have to show me where everything is”

Taking his hand, Lance let himself be pull out of bed and to his feet, Keith using his momentum to pull him into a hug

“Smooth move”

“I know right. See, I met this guy who taught me all about how not to be smooth, and he doesn’t know it. He’s stubborn. He makes me talk and feel all these weird things. I’ve talked more in the last month than in the last decade. He hates himself so much that he’s worse than me. It makes me sad, because he’s pretty much the dorkiest person I’ve ever met and I thought we’d gotten closer. I really like him, and I’ve never liked anyone or wanted to let them close... He thinks I don’t get it, but I do. Because I’ve always felt I’m not worth people caring about me”

“I gotta admit, when I met you, I kind of hoped you’d be hit by truck... but you’re like this secret softy... I hate that people hurt you”

“It was a long time ago”

And not long enough at the same time

“That doesn’t matter. I like you enough to punch a truck if it tried to hit you”

“I kind of want to see that”

Would Lance be able to stop a truck? Would he be run over and flattened? Or, would he kind of bounce back up like one of those inflatable arm waving things?

“No you don’t, the next punch would be right in the dick for making me worry”

“Please don’t punch me in the dick”

“I reserved the right to make the judgement after the fact”

Lance would punch him and they both knew he would... whether it be the dick or hopefully elsewhere, he was going to have to do his very best not to be hurt during a hunt. Vampires and werewolves could be arseholes, but a broken hearted angry Lance... Keith never wanted to see that first hand.

#oncebittentwicestupid #once bitten twice stupid #idiotsinlove

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luvreyn · 5 years ago

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My Manhwa List (2019) pt. 4

And the list continues ~

The Reason Why Raelina Ended Up at the Duke’s Mansion

Summary:

Poisoned to death by her own betrothed?! Eunha didn’t wake up in a novel’s story just to get killed off again as an unfortunate extra! To change her story she needs a cover… 6 months pretending to be the fake fiancée of the novel's male protagonist, Duke Noah Wynknight. But will this cold-hearted, angel-faced demon of a man really help her avoid another ill-fated ending?!

WHY YOU SHOULD READ:

this is like my second discovered manhwa so it’s very high on my list

plot = 6/5 the plot twists are awesome hail the author

noah freaking wynknight

mc is smart and capable and knows how to use guns she is no damsel in distress my friends

mc knows and uses her knowledge efficiently

adam

art style - 6/5

the king is awesome

the villain is unexpected bcuz ohmygahd i didnt see that one coming

R A E L I N A

noah being in love

the reasons and logic are all justified and reasonable

very lovable characters that you would understand

has the right amount of angst/comedy/romance/drama

facial expressions are on point they are memeable

in conclusion: read this because this is one of the best manhwa ever like ever i mean who havent read this gem you’re missing out if you havent

My Life as an Internet Novel

Summary:

Every novel has the usual cast: a gorgeous heroine, handsome boys vying for her attention, and a homely best friend at the heroine’s side. Dani, an ordinary student and avid reader of internet novels, is all too familiar with these tropes. But she never imagined that one day she’d wake up at the center of one herself! Her new fictional world is complete with a beautiful best friend named Yeoryung, and four impossibly good-looking boys who all happen to be in her class. Dani is determined to stay out of the way and not get involved in the twists and turns of the plot. But is she really just the sidekick -- or is Dani actually the leading lady? Anything is possible in the world of a novel!

WHY YOU SHOULD READ:

the mc’s reasons and fears are justified and reasonable

the characters are all lovable

plot = 5/5 very diff from iseka-ish stories that just went with the flow of their new life this mc’s reactions are realistic and shouldn’t be invalidated

art style is decent

yeoryong loving her bff and prioritising her is love

the characters are complex and have their own personality

yeoryeong x dan - i

the bff’s bro is handsome

the male characters are all handsome and cute and understanding

spoiler: they believed in their friend and that’s pure friendship

their friendship are goals i just want to cry because they didnt invalidate the feelings and fear of the mc

yeoryeong x eun ji ho

dan - i x chun young

Lady Beast

Summary:

An arranged marriage that ends in a body swap?! The quiet Princess Elissa has lived a miserable life thus far. To get away from it all she agrees to marry the war tyrant, Duke Ginger of Landall Kingdom. But by some evil curse, the new couple wakes up in each other's bodies! Between royal functions to attend and getting used to their physical changes, can they keep their cool long enough to find a way to switch back? Or will they be stuck like this forever?!

WHY YOU SHOULD READ:

red haired characters are awesome

plot = 4/5 the body switching concept is put nicely and are nicely done

art style = 4/5

reactions are funny

ml is husband material

ml teasing the mc

number question: why are they swapping bodies no one knows

light read so read it you want to just have a good time

The Contract Concubine

Summary:

As the deadliest assassin in the Seong Empire, Yeseo is stumped by very few jobs that come her way. But when Emperor Ahon hires her to find the spy hiding in his palace, she must also play the part of his new airheaded concubine as a cover. It takes all her patience to keep up her lovey-dovey act with Ahon during the day, and all her smarts to sniff out the enemy at night. If only she could wrap up this job quickly and collect her handsome reward-- but with so many suspicious officials and the tangled web of alliances inside the court, it's hard to tell who the true culprit could be. Can Yeseo catch this mysterious spy before she loses her sanity and blows her own cover?

WHY YOU SHOULD READ:

what can i say, i just love stories that has politics and history

funny and fantastic

A H H O N

it has a lot to offer

art style = 5/5

plot = 4/5

i think this has dark themes but surprisingly it’s a light read for me bcuz of the pov of yesuh

who is the traitor who is the spy

the white silver fox dude reminds me of gin ichimaru

ahhon x yesuh

Daughter of the Archmage

Summary:

Mabel’s been mocked her whole life for her nonexistent magical ability, but when she finally meets her true father, it’s the all-powerful archmage, Raquiel! Forced by an imperial pact to let her go long ago, he can now welcome her into his home, with his half-wolf butler, three nymph sisters, a fox halfling, and a kind disciple to watch over her. But dark secrets from his past threaten to catch up with them. Will his magic be enough to protect her? Could she even come into a power all her own?

WHY YOU SHOULD READ:

if you love wmmap, you’re gonna love this

plot = 3.5/5

art style = 4/5

ngl rykell is one of the top candidates for best daddy award

rykell doesnt hate his daughter ok

sweet and adorable father-daughter moments

maybelle deserves the world

this is a warm and light read if you just want to enjoy reading

p.s the scanlation team is dropping this because the author said so BUT there’s going to be an official english translation next year (i think jan 2020?)

a lot of questions that’s going to make you want more

#manhwa #the reason why raeliana ended up at the duke's mansion #noah wynknight #raelina x noah #lady beast #manhwa recommendation #princesssehunnalist #My Life as an Internet Novel #The Contract Concubine #Daughter of the Archmage #The Reason Why Raelina Ended Up at the Duke’s Mansion #reyn.manhwarecs #shoujo manhwa

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dxitydoo · 5 years ago

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Miraculous Ladybug Fic Recs!

I keep going looking for these and realising there aren’t loads so, while this doesn’t fix my problem, hopefully this helps you if you’re looking for some good fics!

For some reason, I’ve had a bit of a thing for longer fics recently so most of these are over 10k. Hopefully, there’s enough of a mix that you can find something you like!

Key

* - unfinished

M - mature

☆ - favourite

Arranged in alphabetical order.

Allez Savoir Pourquoi by Yilena | 30k - M

After seeing her soulmate for years without knowing his identity, Marinette bumps into him at a newly opened cat café. When he confesses that he needs help, she agrees to work for him on a whim. AU.

breathe— by frostedpuffs | 22k

Adrien had always been fond of Marinette. That was a truth he held close to his heart.

When he nearly meets his fate on an otherwise peaceful autumn afternoon, his world is thrown into typhoon of muddled thoughts and vague memories. Though questions burn at his mind as he lies awake, one particular detail stays constant: a familiar face in the crowd that's been by his side every step of the way.

It's a long road to recovery. But with his partner close, what's there to be afraid of?

☆ A Co-meow-dy of Errors by othellia | 31k

While chasing down a thief, an ancient artifact causes Adrien and Alya to swap bodies. Desperate to keep it a secret from Ladybug, the two decide to try and live life as the other until they can re-track down the thief and switch back.

Things... don't exactly go according to plan.

My thoughts: I read this one on the way to school and boy was it hard to keep from smiling while reading it

☆ Chasing the C/h/atwalk by Inkkerfuffle | 112k

Paris. The city of lights, love and fashion. Follow the progress of Marinette Dupain Cheng as she enters the extremely competitive world of Reality television for a chance to be the winner of Project Runway: France.

My thoughts: this one is literally my all-time MLB fanfic. If you’re willing to read a longer one, then this one is definitely definitely worth it!

☆ Cheaters by 11JJ11 | 8.7k

Alya discovers Adrien kissing Ladybug, and she's not happy that he's cheating on her best friend. Adrien knows that he can't reveal his Lady's identity, and he just might have to take the fall– but he's not going down alone.

My thoughts: Now with an extra 2nd part that makes it even better!

Checking Sources by DOMinMatrix | 10k

Marinette is having a rough day when that night, when she's supposed to have a solo patrol, Chat Noir shows up asking a single question: "Have you revealed your identity to anyone, accidentally or otherwise?"

Derrière l’ecran - ENGLISH TRANSLATION by Mindell | 6.6k

Little virtual conversations between Ladybug and Chat Noir, after which Chat Noir was successful in convincing his co-teammate that it would be very practical for them to have the possibility to contact her when they are not transformed into their hero alter-egos. The Internet is there to guarantee anonymity-- something so dear to the heart of the young girl…

☆ Fermeture by KarmaHope | 9.4k

The hardest part of being a superhero is no longer being a superhero. It’s been five years since Marinette last saw Tikki; since she last saw Chat Noir; and she can’t take it anymore. A reunion/reveal fic.

My thoughts: this one almost made me cry but it was also so good. I couldn’t not put it on this list

fierce competition by Bumblewyn | 3.3k

"I have a problem," Ladybug laments as she theatrically drapes herself across one of the Eiffel Tower's support beams.

"What is it?" Chat Noir asks, curiously looking up at her slumped form.

"I think the boy I like has a crush on me."

"Hold on," Chat says, holding up a finger to halt her as he frowns intensely.

They stare at each other in silence for a couple of seconds.

Chat shrugs and drops his finger. "I give up," he declares. "I have no idea how that could possibly be a problem."

"Because he's got a crush on Ladybug! Only on Ladybug!"

My thoughts: I just love their relationship in this. This one is short but sweet

give ‘em pumpkin to talk about by alooxsnaps | 3.8k

“Wow Marinette, great Ladybug costume!”

Alya’s words reverberated in her head like someone kept hitting pause and rewinding the moment over and over again, until sheer, unadulterated panic swallowed her whole.

She wasn’t IN a costume. She was transformed. ...As LADYBUG.

Alya throws a Halloween party and chaos ensues.

How To Break Superhero Rules by GayFairyRoyalty | 7k*

What happens when Chloe argues with Marinette?

What happens when Marinette finally loses her cool?

What happens when all of Miss Bustier's class find out Marinette's and Adrien's secrets?

If You Give a Kwami a Cracker by PFTones3482 | 5k+

...it might just end up with your best friend figuring out your secret identity. One shot.

In the Middle of a Very Happy Ending by ProbablyVoldemort | 4.3k

Senior Theme Week is fast approaching. But what happens when there's too many real akumas for Marinette to make her and Adrien's Akuma Day costumes?

☆ Paws Fur Coffee by Zaphirite | 32k

He was so sure that Ladybug would already push him off a rooftop if she knew his civilian identity worked at a café called “Paws Fur Coffee” of all names (the owner is a dog person, but he’ll take it), but his flub on the chalkboard menu just topped it all off.

His neat handwriting read back to him: “Chai Noir”.

(In which Adrien Agreste has some really cool ideas about the special drink of the week and gets to know a regular customer.)

☆ Pick-Up and Chase by SKayLanphear | 30k

After she accidentally trips into Adrien and apologizes about "falling for him," Marinette learns that he's no match for cheesy pick-up lines--whether they were unintended or not. And while she finds it flattering that he turns into a flustered mess with only a few words, Marinette comes to regret making him uncomfortable. That is, until she learns he's Chat Noir. At which point the phrase "just deserts" becomes a permanent fixture in her everyday plans.

A story in which Adrien is flustered, Marinette is smooth as glass at dropping lines, and Chat Noir gets the romance he was always asking for--even if he doesn't quite know how to handle it.

My thoughts: this one was hilarious and had me screaming a couple of times

Poster Boy by Amateum

Ladybug let out a relieved sigh and slumped against the wall surrounding the bed they had landed on. “That was close.” She looked over to where Chat was sat on the other side of the bed.

He glanced around the darkened room, taking in the details. He loved having night vision. “How did you know where the key to the house was?” He asked, turning back to Ladybug.

“Because…” An uncomfortable look crossed her face, followed by resignation. “Because this is my room, Chat.”

“Really?!” He immediately perked up and peered over the edge of the bed to get a better look around. Unfortunately, her lack of night vision doesn’t stop Ladybug from finding his ear-the human one- and using it to yank him back to the top of the bed. “Chaton!”

“Right. Secret identity. Sorry,” he said sheepishly. After a beat he said, “Hey, why do you have a collage of Adrien Agreste pictures?”

Shellter Chat by Bridgetinerabbit | 58k

A peek inside Adrien's school bag gives Nino some very unexpected insight as to what makes his good friend tick, but leaves him in a very delicate position. He never expected to strike a deal with the Kwami of Destruction, but now he and Plagg are working together to relieve some of Adrien's (and Chat Noir's) burdens for his own good. But being Adrien's guardian angel isn't as easy as it seems; other secret identities start falling apart, and there's no telling where the falling dominoes will stop.

Sixty Minutes by mikochan_noda, peonydee | 13k

Alya Césaire, award-winning pursuer of truth, is honored with an intimate interview with Ladybug and Chat Noir. However, she doesn't count on finding out certain things that are making her regret asking in the first place.

☆ spotty connections by agrestenoir | 66k

(1:14 pm) So you never told me how you planned to make Gabriel Agreste cry.

(1:20 pm) Oh my god, how drunk was I last night?!

(1:22 pm) They live.

(1:23 pm) Barely.

(1:24 pm) How do I know you again?

(1:24 pm) I don’t think you do? I’m Wrong Number. You were texting me your New Year’s Resolution earlier.

(1:25 pm) …I’m too hungover to deal with this right now.

(1:26 pm) Well who’s fault is that?

(1:40 pm) …Hello?

(2:01 pm) Well this was fun.

(Marinette sends a text to the wrong number, and things progress from there until it becomes the right one.)

My thoughts: I’m an absolute sucker for texting fics and this one is no exception!

something happened on the way to heaven by dragonsinparis | 5.4k

When the two heroes discover that Hawkmoth is Gabriel Agreste, Chat Noir throws him out the window for everyone to see.

Adrien Agreste comes to live with the Dupain-Chengs.

Chat Noir vanishes.

Marinette is fine.

At first.

Tandem by BullySquadess | 11k

Two students get carried away in a friendly game of dodge ball.... and two other students get very suspicious. Its a double reveal fic!

My thoughts: another guilty pleasure of mine. I love gym reveals and this one was great

#miraculous ladybug #fanfiction #ao3 #mlb #mlb fanfics #fic recs #mlb fic recs

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