#and you are ao focused on yourself that even when I tried to talk about how that made me feel

[imperiuswrecked]

I've only ever asked 2 former online friends to not contact me after I wanted to go our separate ways due to irreconcilable differences and the first one circumvented my blocks at least 3 or 4 times to talk to me including sending me emails from 2 different email addresses after I refused to speak with them on tumblr/twitter/discord and each time I told them to leave me alone, that took place over a period of weeks.

The second one made a burner account to talk to me after I publicly asked them not to. I'm done talking. I'm done listening. I am allowed to restrict access to my person, my time, my emotions, my own mental health.

People need to respect boundaries others set down.

[maochira]

Confession (Keiji Togashi x reader)

My first Ao Ashi x reader!!

Tags: gn!reader, reader is an artist, no manga spoilers (basically this is in the middle of season 1), Aoi and Otomo appear as well, not proofread

You've been Togashi's classmate for months now, and at first, he intimidated you and you didn't care much for him. But your friends often dragged you along to watch Team B's matches and you found yourself focusing on Togashi the most out of all the players. And as time passed on, you found yourself feeling excited whenever you saw him walking onto the field and even more when you got to see him in school every day. It really didn't take much longer until you developed a crush on the defender, despite the fact that you've never talked to him properly and you're pretty sure he doesn't even know your name.

And at some point, not only did you find yourself watching his matches, but you also started coming to watch Team B's practices if you had the time to. As an excuse to have a reason to go, you always brought your sketchbook along to sketch the players to practice dynamic poses. You really tried your best to draw all of them, but then found yourself drawing Togashi the most - even though his hair is always hard to figure out.

And of course, your friends quickly picked up on the fact that you have a crush on him and keep teasing you about it because they want you to confess to him. But you're so sure Togashi still doesn't know who you are, even though he notices how often you come to watch him at practice and matches. He's wondered about it for a while, but always shrugged it off as you being a fan.

Because of your friend's teasing, you had to promise that you'll confess one day. You said it'll be when your sketchbook is full because that usually takes you a while. Just with this particular one, you didn't even realize how much faster you're filling it because you've been using it a lot more since you started drawing at Team B's practices.

Today is like any other - you came to watch Team B at practice and draw while you're at it. And suddenly, you're on the last page of your sketchbook. You're already dreading drawing on it because you know as soon as you do, it'll mean you have to tell Togashi about your feelings. You promised it to your friends. There's no going back.

As much as you're dreading this moment, you're waiting at the exit of the training field to watch out for Togashi. Many of his teammates leave and barely any of them look at you, but the moment Togashi approaches the exit accompanied by Aoi and Otomo, all of them recognize you instantly.

"Isn't that (Y/N)?" You hear Aoi saying from a bit of a distance, but you can't figure out what Otomo answers him. Togashi doesn't seem to have any reaction to your presence. Maybe he really doesn't know who you are?

For a moment, you debate with yourself to just leave and act as if nothing ever happened. But then Aoi runs up to you and is about to greet you. Although, before he gets to say something you force your sketchbook into his hands. "Give this to Togashi-" You tell him quickly before running away as fast as you can.

All three boys are equally confused and look after you, especially Aoi. He looks down at the sketchbook you just put into his hands as your words repeat in his head, so he hands it over to Togashi.

"What is this?" He asks in a tone that sounds a little irritated. He doesn't understand why you ran away so quickly.

"I don't know. They told me to give it to you," Aoi shrugs, "Look into it."

Otomo already knows where this is going. He saw the obvious blush on your face when you gave your sketchbook to Aoi. Otomo curses Togashi in his head for getting a confession before he did.

As they continue walking back to their dorms, Togashi flips through the sketchbook. "I don't get it..." He mumbles as he flips through the mix of your personal art and all the sketches you made while watching Team B's practices. He notices very quickly that he was drawn the most. He opens his mouth to say something else, but not only his voice but also his steps stop when he reads what you wrote on the last page.

"I like you. A lot."

[apparently-artless]

Hi, art...For the animanga ask, what are your top 10 favorite moments from your fav anime or manga?

I have a lot of favorite moments on different series, so I'd probably give the top 10 that's left an impact on me and I haven't forgotten yet despite watching/reading these scenes a while back. To make it more specific, I'd be focusing on sports anime because my mind is filled with sports-themed anime right now. XD This is not in any particular order. Also, there are a lot of spoilers here, BE WARNED!! Decide for yourself first if you want to continue reading. Anime mentioned are the following: Daiya no Ace, Ao Ashi, Blue Lock, Haikyuu!!, Oofuri and YowaPeda.

Sawamura Eijun becoming Seidou's Ace

Anime/Manga: Daiya no Ace Act II

Reason: Who wouldn't? I think this is the moment that every DnA fan has been waiting for.

Aoi Ashito becoming a successful playmaker

Anime/Manga: Ao Ashi

Reason: This was the coach's intention, to begin with, when he asked Ashito to become a defender. For Ashito, playing as a forward meant a lot but he was asked to give it up and he did. He struggled and struggled and was finally able to use his strengths to the fullest. Of course, he still has a lot to learn but it's the start of him becoming a professional player. I can't remember the number of times I read this part in the manga.

Isagi and Bachira stopped depending on one another

Anime/Manga: Blue Lock

Reason: I really love Bachira and Isagi's relationship even at the start of the story and it became even better when the both of them realized that they were depending too much on each other and decided not to do it anymore. It helped both of them develop as individual players and at the same time, they developed another form of friendship and rivalry.

Furuya started calling Sawamura "Eijun"

Anime/Manga: Daiya no Ace Act II

Reason: Furuya is meant to be Sawamura's rival from the start. So when Furuya mellowed out and started expressing himself, I found their friendship and rivalry so adorable. Furuya never calls others by their first name, and when he did during the first game at the Summer Tournament, everyone was surprised. It's a very big deal because that's Furuya calling "Eijun" and Eijun himself seems not to mind.

Hinata Shouyou's "Nice Receive"

Anime/Manga: Haikyuu!!

Reason: I've watched this scene too many times. I felt like this was Hinata's moment that Bokuto was talking about. And then after that game, he just kept improving and improving during that tournament that it's so frightening and exhilarating. Can't wait for "Karasuno vs Nekom" to be animated. I'm still a bit frustrated about the ending though. XD

Arata's confession to Chihaya

Anime/Manga: Chihayafuru

Reason: Arata's confession was a surprise for me. At that time, I was only watching the anime. It felt sudden but at the same time, the timing felt right. And Arata!! He was so adorable when he confessed!! After that, Chihaya was in a daze. Totally different reaction than when Taichi confessed to her. Fufufu. ^^

Abe held Mihashi's hand

Anime/Manga: Oofuri (Ookiku Furikabutte)

Reason: This act was first done to Abe by the coach and he was advised to do the same thing to Mihashi. As soon as he did, he realized a lot of things about Mihashi and the painful past he went through back in middle school. Yes, just by holding his (pitching) hand, he realized that Mihashi is a good and hard-working pitcher. He understood what his true role is as a catcher and what he should do for his pitcher. I really love this scene, I can watch it all day. XD

Onoda tried his best to stand to meet Imaizumi after he won the second time

Anime/Manga: Yowamushi Pedal: Limit Break

Reason: I know a lot of people got tired of watching this anime after the second season. But I thought I had to continue because there might be scenes worth watching, and this happened to be one of those. The first time Onoda won the race, Imaizumi lifted Onoda like he was so weightless. lol. This time around, Onoda forced himself to stand as soon as Imaizumi arrived, and they talked while hugging each other. Imaizumi is still a bit inconsistent when it comes to calling Onoda by his first name but in this scene, he continued addressing him as "Sakamichi". By the way, while they are hugging, there are people in the background taking photos. XD

Ashito was about to give up when he was forced to play defender position but Hana managed to convince him not to

Anime/Manga: Ao Ashi

Reason: I started shipping Ashito and Hana right after this. Everyone tried looking for Ashito but it was Hana who knew where she could find him. Cooking for him, calling his mother, and telling him the words he needed to hear. Hana managed to do all of these at that moment. She truly is her number one fan and I love her for it. I love them both!! (≧◡≦) ♡

Seidou won against Ichidai

Anime/Manga: Daiya no Ace Act II

Reason: Inashiro is Seidou's rival, but I loved the Ichidai game more. Why? Because it was the very first game that Sawamura was able to show his true prowess as Seidou's ace. He was pitching against Sankou's batter and he only allowed one run. It was also phenomenal. The way they won and overtake Sankou and then won at the end. Sawamura's pitching inspired the whole team, and the team responded by scoring 2 runs against Amahisa.

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Tropetember Day 11 - Time Travel / Amnesia / Coma

Coma comma revelation

Pairing: James T Kirk x GN!Reader

Fandom: Star Trek AOS

Rating: General Audiences

TW: Coma, minor swear

AN: Day 11 of @tropetember. Sorry for the wait, life has been a bit mad. Not the best but hope you enjoy :)

The aftermath of an away mission gone wrong.

Find this story on Ao3 here.

Word Count: 1.3k

It wasn’t uncommon for members of an away crew to end up in the sickbay upon their return to the Enterprise. Injuries regularly ranged from small cuts and bruises to native diseases to broken bones. A visit to Dr McCoy was something all members of the crew had to mentally prepare before beaming down. What was uncommon was for people to be in the sickbay for longer than an overnight stay.

Spock and Kirk had both had a couple of longer stopovers following heroic (read: risky) actions. Dr McCoy dreaded either, or worse both of them, being there because they were both hard-headed and constantly tried to sign themselves out against medical advice. Luckily, this wasn’t something McCoy had to worry about with the current resident of the sickbay. What was happening was far more worrying. Because you had been in a coma for 4 days now and nobody had any clue as to what to do.

Running his hand down his face, Dr McCoy’s gaze remained laser focused on the most recent test results, trying to find an answer. Any answer. Even a clue. Nothing. There was nothing indicating why you weren’t waking up.

Sighing quietly to himself he got up and headed to your room, checking on the monitors. He hadn’t even realised anyone else was there until he turned to exit.

Stood leant against the wall next to the door, Captain James T Kirk stood like a sentry. His eyes watched everything in the room, in between regularly checking on you. The Doctor pressed a hand to his heart as he processed his surprise. Had Kirk not been wearing his yellow command shirt, chances are McCoy wouldn't have even noticed him with how still he was standing.

“Jim, you’re the Captain not a shadow” he observed, his normal gruffness softened slightly.

The gentle rebuke received no response from Kirk. He simply flicked his eyes from the body in the hospital bed to McCoy and back again.

It was clear to see that all was not right with the Captain. His uniform was creased, his eyes red. He looked like he hadn’t slept in days.

“Jim, you ok?”

A small sigh and a shake of the head is all he receives in response. McCoy props himself up against the wall next to him, a show of silent solidarity.

"They weren't even supposed to be there, Bones."

You'd opted to go on the away mission instead of Mr Spock to allow the Vulcan some time off from Kirk-sitting, and as part of your push to keep at least one of them on the ship at all times. "Cos, you know, regulations" was all you scoffed when someone pointed out that they'd both made a break for it onto some distant moon, leaving you as Lieutenant Commander in charge of the ship.

The additional position had been created to help support the demands of a 5 year mission on the crew as a whole. Given the Enterprise's tendency to have an engineering emergency in the middle of crisis, Mr Scott was often unable to support in the way the Chief Engineer may on other ships. You bridged the gap, allowing Kirk, Spock and Scotty to hand over some of their day-to-day responsibilities to focus on the extreme.

Though they had initially railed against it, they would all now agree that your presence had improved the efficiency of the ship. It also allowed them all some welcome downtime. The crew appreciated that more than they would ever admit in front of the higher-ups. Kirk in particular could get bitchy when he was tired.

Something that no one would have predicted about adding you to the crew, was the depth of the friendships you had formed with the command crew. In particular, you had developed a close friendship with the Captain, despite his initial wariness. You and Jim were regularly spotted in observation watching the stars float by whilst having a drink, or heading to each other's quarters with a holodisk in hand.

Jim, for his part, had been reluctant to get to know you. The Captain of a starship is supposed to be separate from the rest of their crew. But, as with the interpersonal relationships between the crew, the length of the mission had required these expectations be adjusted in the interest of crew morale.

The outcome of the slow blossoming relationship with you was something he had not predicted. Where he always felt responsible when crew were hurt, the shot of ice through his system when he saw you being stabbed with a syringe was much, much stronger. More importantly, his almost visceral reaction had been completely unexpected. He was the Captain, he had to look out for everyone. Yet, he spent every second of the day and night since returning to the Enterprise worrying about you.

Drawing himself back from his thoughts he glances to Bones, who is watching him with a combination of concern and soft understanding.

“We have the best people in the Federation working on this Jim.” He gently grasps Kirk’s upper arm. “They’ll be ok. You’ll get them back.” He pauses then, glancing between the two of them. “Then you can maybe have an honest conversation about the two of you.”

Kirk sharply glances at him over his shoulder before allowing his own shoulders to sag.

“I hadn’t even realised,” he quietly whispers, moving to the side of the bed. He takes your hand in his before sitting down next to the bed. “It’s not allowed, Bones.”

McCoy for his part just smiles at him.

“Never stopped you before”

That gets a small smile out of the Captain as he turns his eyes back to you. He’s so focused on you that he doesn’t even notice as Dr McCoy slips out to head to his office.

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Waking up after being unconscious for an unknown amount of time is, in a word, disorienting. The sickbay lights are bright, your throat is dry and sore and your head feels like it’s stuffed with cotton wool.

It takes you a while to come to but you’re ever so grateful to hear Dr McCoy's southern drawl welcoming you back.

“There you are darlin’, you had us worried.”

You let him run all of his tests without complaint, using the time to orient yourself. It’s not until he’s nearly finished that you notice there’s someone else in the room. You throw Jim a small smile, followed by a grimace as McCoy hits you with a hypospray.

“That should be everything for the minute,” McCoy tells you. “We’re going to keep you in for observation for a few days but your recovery is going as well as we could have hoped.”

You smile in relief at that, and he tells you he’ll be back in a few minutes before he heads out of the room.

After taking a moment to shuffle yourself into a more comfortable position, you wave a hand at Jim to beckon him over. He takes a gentle hold of your hand as he moves closer. It fills you with warmth and you can’t help a small smile.

“Managed not to blow up the ship while I was out of commission then?” you tease, wanting the frown to disappear from his face. He shakes his head in response.

“I honestly don’t know. I haven’t really left this room.”

You glance at him surprised, and then see the soft expression on his face. Huh. You thought it was just you.

Taking the plunge, you gently tug at his hand until he slides into bed next to you, your head resting on his chest. The beat of his heart starts to lull you back to sleep.

It’s probably best to rest while you can, you decide. You’ve got a lot to talk about.

[thebeautyoffanfics]

Hi!!! I was wondering if you could write a oneshot for Teru Minamoto where the fem!reader had to get braces, and she's nervous about talking to, smiling around, or just going near her best friend(and highkey crush), Teru, because she's nervous he'll think it's weird, and he's confused as to why she's not hanging out with him anymore until he finds out through Kou or Akane, so he tries to get her to hang out with him again and it ends in a soft confession?

Then they pick out bands together

If that's too much, if you don't want to do it, or you want to do headcanons instead, that's totally alright!! Not everything has to be exact! Thank you so much in advance!!! ❤😁😊

teru minamoto x f!reader

a/n: hello!! Sure thing, it’s not too much at all <3!! Also, assuming this is about a personal experience, just know braces are sooo adorable- i’m sure they’re a pain to have, but idk they’re genuinely just c u t e - anyway, i hope you like this!! I feel like it’s a bit jumbled at the end, and i’m really sorry for that,,

warnings: none <3

word count: 1,665

If there’s one thing you could describe Teru as, the word count most likely be “perceptive.” Yes, that wasn’t all there was to him- everyone was well aware, no matter how they looked at Teru, that he had character. One thing most also would use to describe him, be it because they knew him personally or only saw him at school, was kind. And the kind, perceptive Teru was quick to notice something off about the way you were treating him. He saw you in the halls, a nervous closed-mouth smile on your face as you talked to a friend. He watched as your eyes met his, watched as you saw him wave, and watched as you dismissively waved back, looking away from him quickly.

It continued on throughout the day, gaining much of his concern.

“(Y/N). Are you feeling alright?” He had asked at one point, spotting you as you were carrying your lunch to wherever you planned to eat it. The same nervous look crossed your face as you nodded. You tried to bring a hand to cover your mouth, trying to play off the action as you told Teru you were feeling fine.

Then, like that, you nodded your head and sped off.

Those interactions were enough to leave Teru absolutely perplexed. Had he done something? Said something? Did someone else say something about him? He racked his brain, trying to remember anything that could have upset you. Nothing immediately came to mind, and the school’s prince finally heaved a long sigh.

To that, the only other person in the room, the student council’s Vice President Akane, gave Teru a sideways glance. Teru glanced at Akane, raising his eyebrows. “What?”

“What do you mean what?” Akane questioned, narrowing his eyebrows at Teru.

“What are you looking at? The paperwork is right there. Could you be slacking off?”

“I’m looking at some boy who just uncharacteristically sighed. If anything, you’re the one slacking off-”

“Actually, I’m ahead.”

Akane rolled his eyes, stopping himself from mocking Teru as he continued his work.

Teru looked back at his work as well, tapping his pencil a bit as he found his spot back on the paper.

“Alright. What’s wrong?” Akane asked, sitting back and sending a slight glare to the pencil Teru had just been tapping. Normally, the student council room was entirely silent, and Akane was beginning to take Teru’s sighs and taps as him basically shouting “I’ve found something that upsets me! Care to know why?” Though it may not exactly be intentional, it was still somewhat of a disruption compared to the normal.

Teru sat still for a moment, before shrugging a bit. “Aren’t you friends with (Y/N), Aoi?”

“Yes. Why? If it’s anything weird, you know I-”

“Only have eyes for Ao-chan, yes, yes-”

“You don’t have permission to call her-” “So, as (Y/N)’s friend, do you…” Teru paused a bit, questioning whether or not he was really about to ask him something that he felt was so important, “know why she’s been acting so strange lately?”

“Oh. She got braces recently, and I think is feeling self-conscious about them.”

At that, Teru let out a soft, nearly silent, ‘oh.’ Nodding, Teru began to work on his paperwork once more, though his mind was anything but settled.

Why would she feel the need to be self-conscious around me…? It’s not as if she can help it. I’m sure she looks as cute as ever- I’d hope she thinks so as well… Teru nodded again, only to himself this time, as he silently agreed that he was going to try and make (Y/N) feel better.

-

The next day came soon enough, and Teru found himself already beginning to try and spot you in the halls.

“Good morning, (Y/N),” He said, waving to you as you passed each other in the hall. You glanced over, opening your mouth to respond, but shutting it quickly. You settled for waving, as you gave him a tight-lipped smile. After you were out of sight, Teru frowned a bit, truly accepting that you were bound to be stubborn about it. Luckily for him, Teru knew a thing or two about being stubborn.

The day passed quickly enough, and full of Teru trying and failing to make conversation with you. Attempts to walk with you in the halls failed thanks to both his fans and the excuse of “class is about to start.” Conversations were quickly dismissed with a nod and a wave. Even his offer to sit with you at lunch was rejected, as you muttered that you already promised to sit with someone. However, Teru wasn’t giving in, the final offer finally able to be set in motion.

As you stood by your locked, placing things in your bookbag, Teru made his way over. Once you stood up, slinging your bag over your shoulder, you were met by the tall boy’s presence.

“Teru,” You muttered, glancing to the side as you attempted to hide your mouth as best you could. “Hey, (Y/N). I don’t have anything to stay for today- want to walk home together?”

Teru knew that was a rather normal thing to ask, and you did too. Often on days like those, he’d walk you home- in fact, he barely had to ask any more, simply requesting it for the sake of you know that he’d be walking home with you.

“Oh, uh… well-”

“Well?” Teru repeating, already reaching for your bag so you could carry it. You felt your face warm up as you searched your mind for an excuse, but- it was already too late, your bookbag taken from you and now settled on Teru’s shoulder. To that, you simply looked at the ground, beginning to walk alongside Teru.

As you exited the school, Teru glanced down at you, pondering what he should do.

“How was your day? I didn’t really get to talk to you much today,” He asked, glancing at the path, then back at you as you responded.

With your head still tucked down so he couldn’t see your mouth, you responded with, “it was fine, not much happened… what about yours?”

“It was alright. I wish you’d look at me though… I’d like to see your smile.”

“Ah, it’s- it’s not much to look at, I don’t think-”

“No matter what, your smile is beautiful, (Y/N). It’s enough to brighten anyone’s day, including mine. An actual smile though- not one of those forced, no-teeth smiles you’ve been giving me.”

You glanced up at him, meeting his half-expectant, yet still kind, eyes. However, you glanced back down, shrugging. Teru stopped himself from sighing, not wanting to seem irritated (since he genuinely wasn’t, he simply wasn’t sure how else to bring up the topic) and looked back at the path ahead. Silence ensued for a few more moments, before Teru interrupted it once again.

“I really mean it, (Y/N). You have a beautiful smile… really. Braces or no braces, all they’re gonna do is help you out a bit- it’s nothing you can help. Plus, to be honest, braces are pretty cute- as if you weren’t already. I haven’t been able to see them properly, so… I’d really enjoy a proper smile, if that’s okay?”

You paused completely, your footsteps stopping as you looked up at Teru. The compliments had made your face go slightly red, but you were more focused on how the boy managed to see right through you. “How did you…?”

“Aoi told me- don’t be upset with him though, it was all for my sake.”

This time it was your turn to sigh, as you continued to walk. You spoke up, not bowing your head as low as you had before as you did so, “I’m just… feeling a little… bad about them, I guess.”

“You don’t need to. (Y/N), I promise you, you’re cute both with and without braces. You mean too much to me for me to see you any less, you know? Both… inside and out, you’re a gorgeous person.”

You looked back up at Teru and noticed the slight blush on his face as he continued to look at you. Your face continued to warm up, as the compliments clicked, making a smile threaten to show. However, you covered your face before you could grin, letting out a half-hearted “stop” as you did so.

“I could go on forever, (Y/N). And I don’t plan to stop until you show me a smile,” He teased, placing his hands on his hips as he spoke.

“It’s not that important anyway, Teru-”

“It’s important to me… (Y/N), as your friend, and as someone who… cares about you deeply, I want you to feel confident in yourself. And I especially don’t want you to feel self-conscious when I’m around.”

“It’s not your fault or anything… though I don’t understand why you care so much. Really, I-”

“You say it like I haven’t been telling you all day,” Teru spoke, this time being the one to stop walking.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean… I like you, (Y/N). So, I want you to love your smile as much as I do.”

A blush spread rapidly across your face as you opened your mouth, your brain practically short-circuiting at the sudden confession. You shut your mouth, before opening it once more.

“Oh…” You muttered, before realizing how that could sound too similar to a rejection- “I- I like you too, Teru. If… if that’s what you meant.”

Teru nodded, a sweet smile on his face that practically made your heart melt. The warm feeling in your heart made you feel a bit more nervous, yet you found yourself smiling without even realizing it. Teru’s smile only broadened as he placed a hand on the side of your face.

“There we go! And I was right, your smile is as beautiful as ever. I told you so.”

[damedamedame]

akane aoi + reader | say what ?

| description ! | your current relationship with akane gets a little out of hand (which may or may not be good?) (yes, there’s a question mark).

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You flip to a page, one to a theory about a mysterious creature who could control the time around the halls of Kamome Gakuen by their own hands and by their own choice. There’s even a sketch of what it could be... and it looked nothing like the boy standing in front of you now. Your finger points to a space, wordlessly wanting him to sign it if your pleading face was anything to go by.

Akane stares at you blankly, then to the picture book in your hands. The expression on his face screams confusion because of your actions but you were insistent.

Being an enthusiast for all sorts of supernaturals and apparitions that had crossed your path (which may or may not have led to various dangerous incidents), you stood your ground as firmly as you possibly could.

Even if you wanted to melt at the sight of this new Akane Aoi.

Fuck it, you probably already melted when he saved you mere minutes ago.

Sucking in a deep breath, you continued to ask another question, briefly ignoring the fact that Akane didn’t bother to sign. Maybe he had no pen?? What kind of apparition has a pen in his pocket?? Wait would they--

“C-Can you help me investigate more s-supernaturals?”

‘OH NO.’ You looked at the ground as if it was the one who was making your cheeks redden to the max. ‘I STUTTERED TOO MUCH DHBFSH--’

“Interesting offer but….” Your head shot up to meet his smile, it didn’t meet his eyes but it made you look like a tomato nonetheless. A shudder goes down your spine at the way he stares right through you. “I don’t think I can handle another second seeing any one of them.”

…?

“W-WHY?? SUPERNATURALS ARE AMAZING CREATURES !!” You cry out, unable to hold back.

“Wha…? What makes you say that?”

There’s a hint of a spark happening between you two, one filled with tension and the start of a very very long argument between the justification of supernaturals.

Not that you intended to speak up and start a fight about it, you had only wanted to bring up a few points. Which he had a rebuttal for every time. Perhaps this is why you liked this smartass, but never did you think that you would be on the opposing side of the debate.

“Aoi-kun, I’m pretty sure not all of them are bad..!”

“You might want to see a certain seventh somewhere--.”

“YOU KNOW THE SEVENTH MYSTERY ???”

Secretly, your foot hurt like actual hell, having been pushed to the ground rather harshly after almost being struck by a truck. But how could you let this chance pass by? You were finally talking to the boy you simped for and you have the chance to meet more supernaturals and apparitions!

Granted, you almost died and you were both arguing about the goodness of supernaturals and apparitions, BUT STILL—!!

“I don’t think he appreciates seeing someone limp into his stall.”

Akane motions over to your foot. The foot that you were trying so desperately to hide but alas, the awkwardness stood out.

“Um… I-I’ll go to the clinic then! After that, you can take me to see Hanako-san…!”

Two steps forward and you were already wobbling. You were determined to get to the clinic without any hesitation if it meant finding out more of these supernaturals that always invaded your mind, if you weren’t already thinking about Akane.

Being the gentleman that he was forced to be by one strict Teru Minamoto, he had, as much as he didn’t want to offer because he was salty, offered you a, “Do you want me to take you to clinic?” which you may have replied with a small nod, the flush on your cheeks rising significantly so.

Significantly so may have been a slight understatement.

Your cheeks—no, your entire face raged with a pink blush once Akane put his hand on yours, telling you to lean on him if your legs hurt too much. The way he held your hand calmly without hesitation made it seem like he experienced this sort of thing before. Or maybe he spent his time eagerly researching this for Aoi’s sake. ‘Okay, yeah, it’s definitely the second one.’ You sink your head low in dismay.

Thankfully, the clinic wasn’t too far off since the incident took place right at the exit of the school. Making quick work into getting to the clinic, also avoiding the people who looked at you two quietly bickering about another something related to your slowly developing debate about supernaturals and all that. Or perhaps they looked at you two and wondered why two simps were spending time with each other. What if they thought you were dating him (finally) and Akane had given up on Aoi--

You scoff, immediately letting the fleeting thought away. Akane raised an eyebrow at your action but you simply looked away, not acknowledging the other thoughts that crowded your mind.

“Can you open the door while—”

“Yeah, I think I can just…”

After a few minutes of trying to open the door leading to the clinic, and failing miserably, your prayers have finally been answered. By a fellow Student Council Member.

“Oh! (L/N)-san!” This girl is… the ‘Secretary’ of the Student Council, if the messy black hair, the dark red ribbon hanging loosely around the back, and the round glasses framing her small face was any indication. “What happened?”

“I tripped and fell on the sidewalk.” You explain, not delving into any of details because even if the guy you just had to like out of everyone else (seriously, why couldn’t you have liked Minamoto-senpai instead? It’d probably be so much easier) had a bunch of hatred for the ones you absolutely adored (and you still didn’t get why he hated all of them instead of merely hating the ones who pushed Aoi), you still didn’t want to cause any trouble for him.

The ‘Secretary’ looks at you two for a bit, a small knowing smirk gracing her lips, which she tried to hide with her hand but failed, and walked away. She also mentioned something about the ‘President’ dropping off some paperwork on his desk. You don’t know why Akane’s expression turned into a disgusted one but you didn’t want to pry on that.

Oh nono, you wanted to pry about something else.

Right after sitting down on the bed after the nurse had told you to do so, you began swinging your legs out of nervousness. And you regretted that a second later because the pain finally settled in. Akane had thrown an ‘are-you-kidding-me?’ look at you and you replied by rolling your eyes into oblivion. Not wanting the silence between you two to thicken (or maybe you should, you were literally on the verge of kicking your crush when he mentioned how annoying your beloved Mokke were), you somehow managed strike up a conversation.

“Say… what happened to that truck a while ago?” Gold star for not stuttering over there, champ.

Akane turns to look at you, lips screwed tight and eyes wide. Had he not noticed it? How his supernatural suit and tie and honestly aesthetically pleasing outfit went away and changed back to his normal uniform? How the truck had crashed into a pole instead of you? Considering the amount of shock graced his features, it’s safe to assume that you were correct. Seriously though, how could he not have noticed?

‘Maybehewasfocusingonyou—SHUT UP’

He’s silent, not willing to admit that he did not, in fact, notice the truck nor his outfit changing. You hear him mumble a few words under his breath, definitely not missing the ‘That bastard might actually kill me this time’ or the ‘If Ao-chan ever finds about this…’ but he stops when the doctor of the school clinic came in.

“So, (L/N)-san, what do we have here this time?” The doctor, Nito-san, asks for the third time this week (or was it the fourth…?). He kind of looked frustrated with you, which you brushed off with an awkward chuckle. You could have sworn you heard Akane stifle a laugh. “Did you fall from the stairs again?”

“Not today, haha…” ‘CNDSJFNDSFOSID’ You fumed, hands clenching into fists. Now you heard Akane actually having to hide his laughter, which resulted in you having to cover your face with your hands.

Oh, why did you have to come in like this Nito-san??? WHY???

As if God Himself heard you, you were blessed when Teru Minamoto poked his head in from outside the room’s door. Funnily enough, he did not have his usual smile and ^^ on his face. He just looked lowkey pissed, which was a first for you and for people inside the clinic.

“Aoi-kun, why don’t we have a chat outside?”

You glanced at Akane in concern, and your choice was right, he should be of concern right now. He looked like a man about to be executed.

“Y-Yeah…”

At this point, you might as well plan his funeral. Yes, Aoi is going to have to give a speech about him or he would haunt the school. ‘Wait isn’t he already haunting the school—’ You thought as Akane was pretty much dragged outside by Teru. ‘Oh, I didn’t get to ask him about Hanako-san!’ You frowned, slapping yourself on the face. Although, you probably shouldn’t be focusing on that as of now, since Nito-san looks... positively furious.

| end notes ! | i’m so sorry for the long wait !! and i’m really sorry if the update wasn’t as good as you’d thought it would be,, not that it was alr good to begin with :’>

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A/n: a new parr to this mini series!! Yay this one focuses more on kuroo ao theres something exciting!! I hope y'all enjoy this one too! Also always a big shout out @ayocee for being such a big help and inspiration for me as ive been writing this!

part 1

part 2

Humiliated. Embarrassed. Angry. Betrayed, and heartbroken. Those were all the words that describe what you felt after you saw Daichi with his girlfriend. 

Since that day you had been trying your best to stay clear of him. Yes, you saw him in class but you avoided him. And after the few times he tried to speck to you, and you walked right passed him he gave up.  You were determined not to give him any more of your time. Because what could he say to make you feel better? What explanation could he give you that would make you forgive him? You were sure you were in love with him, and you were sure he felt the same about you. He was supposed to be different, Yet he had been lying to you the whole time. 

In all honestly, to say he only broke your heart didn’t really didn’t cover it. Because you had fallen for him harder than anyone else before. 

-Y/n I know you’re upset but let me explain

You stared at the last text he sent you way longer than you cared to admit. It had been weeks. Yett, you were conflicted; you didn’t want anything to do with him. Not anymore. He didn’t deserve you. That’s what your best friend had told you once you returned to your dorm crying that day. 

And you knew they were right.  

But that didn’t mean it was easy to ignore him though. Even though you wanted nothing to do with him. A part of you that didn’t want to admit it wanted that answer, why did he lie to you? Was you really just a game to him? Did any part of him like you at all? But you knew the likelihood of being told something that would make you feel better was low. So why bother? It was useless. So you didn’t say anything to him. 

And you just went about your own life.

-

“Hey, Y/n.” 

You heard someone call your name one day as you sat in the coffee shop studying. This was where you did all you studying now; because being in the library was too much, it was only a reminder of all the times you and Daichi had fooled around in there, and you couldn’t take the embarrassment of seeing his friends and other people who knew you were with him.

At least here you didn’t have any memories with anyone, and no one recognizes you here, at least up until now. 

You looked up from your notes to see who had called you only to frown when you saw him.

Tetsuro Kuroo.

You rolled your eyes and went back to your notes, The last time you saw him was the day you found out the truth about Daichi. Up until now, you had been doing good by not bumping into Daichi and his friends. And you were glad, cause no doubt they had to have been laughing behind your back the whole time. Knowing that Daichi was in a relationship with someone else but playing with you. No wonder they always seemed so strange whenever you were around. 

“It’s been a while,” You heard him say with a smirk in his voice. But you ignored him while continuing with your notes.

Kuroo huffed out a sigh, “Okay, I sorta deserve that.” 

You shot him a glance but didn’t say anything.

Kuroo started to set his things down at the table across from you. “Look I knew what Daichi was up too, but didn’t say anything. You have to understand it really wasn’t my place to say anything. He’s my friend after all-” 

“What makes you think I want or need your apology?” You snap at him.

Kuroo smirked, “Good point. I just thought it was a nice thing to do...I feel bad about it” He said sitting down.

“If you really felt bad, you wouldn’t have let me make a fool of myself.” You told him, “And who said you could sit here?” 

“Well, no one said I couldn’t sit here,” He said with that smirk never leaving his face.

But you weren’t amused. “Kuroo what do you want? If this is something about Daichi, I’m really not interested. I don’t want anything to do with him anymore. Or you.” You told him straight up. You had been doing good by not thinking about Daichi lately, and you wanted things to stay that way. And deep down you knew if you were talking to Kuroo, Daichi couldn’t be far away. And you didn’t want to relapse into all that heartbreak again. 

Kuroo’s smile went away, and he sighed deeply, “If it’s gonna bother you that much I’ll move.” And with that, he got up and gathered his things, “But for the record,” He spoke up before he left. “Me talking to you doesn’t have anything to do with Daichi.” And with those words, he went to another table leaving you alone.

-

“Yeah, I’d stay clear of that asshole.” Your bestie told you after you told them everything that happened when you got back to your dorm. “If he had anything to do with Daichi I wouldn’t trust him at all.” 

And you agreed with her whole heartily. As far as you were concerned you were officially done with guys right now. They were all liars and heartbreakers; even the good ones, and you didn’t have any more time for them.

But that all turned out to be easier said than done. Since the day that the two of you had that little conversation, Kuroo put it in his schedule to study or just visit the coffee shop while you were there. Always saying something to you. Wither it was a “Hey.” Or just a nod in your direction. He seemed to be determined to speak to you.

And as usual, you ignored him. Yet that didn’t seem to deter him. It was like a game to him, and that only irritated you more.

“You’re so annoying you know that.” You scuff at him one day as you tried to snatch your test paper from him.. He was teasing you about the score you got in your chemistry class that he happened to see when he was passing by your table.

“So I’ve been told,” He laughed Keeping the paper out of your reach, “But for real, If you need help I’m a great tutor, And it looks like you do need the help.” He said in a matter-of-fact tone.

And you knew he was right. The chances of you passing this class on you’re own were low. And You were getting pretty desperate, and you knew he was actually doing very well in all his classes. “If I say yes, you had better not try anything. And were only studying here. And I don’t want to hang out with any of your other friends,” You told him.

“You got a lot of demands for someone who needs my help,” He raised an eyebrow.

“You’re the one who offered, No funny business Kuroo.” You said seriously.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” He said with a smirk and wink. “But trust me you won’t regret it.” 

And once again you found yourself hoping you weren’t making the wrong choice by letting him into your life. 

-

If you had to describe Kuroo you would say he was annoying, he was a know it all, who couldn’t shut up. He was a smart ass, and he managed to get under your skin and infuriate you every time he opened his mouth. But more than anything ...he was funny. And he was way more charming than he had the right  to be. 

You didn’t want to admit it, but you had a lot of fun studying with Kuroo. Despite all his flaws and he did have a lot, you enjoyed being around him. Even if he was annoying he was smart and he knew what he was talking about when it came to the classwork and made it easier for you to get.  

All in all, you really liked being Kuroo’s study buddy, and friend you didn’t want anything more. At least that’s what you kept having to tell yourself. Whenever you caught yourself looking at him too long admiring how beautiful he was. 

You had to keep reminding yourself, that boys were trouble; that boys like him were trouble. And you no longer had time for them. Besides he was Daichi’s friend and so he couldn’t be that much of a good guy anyway. But that didn’t mean you heart didn’t so a stupid dance whenever he flirted with you. Which he did a lot.

But you were determined not to make a fool of yourself again and brush him off every time he did. You refused to show him how much those little things he did affected you. But Kuroo could see right through you. He just  he understood why you did and he didn’t take any offense to it, because he still found himself enjoying your reactions either way. 

He got why you didn’t want a relationship. He had to admit Daichi really did screw you over, but like he had told you so long ago, You seemed really nice, and he wanted to get to know you for himself. And after countless study sessions, he learned that under all that sass you put up was a sweet person, who was goofy, and a blast to be around.

And despite you refusing to fall for him, he had completely fallen for you. But more than anything for him, Kuroo enjoyed being your friend. So the relationship the two of you had with each other was enough for him.

Unless you wanted more.

-

“Tetsuro! Look!” You exclaimed once you saw him at the cafe. You had finally got a 100% on your chem test and it was all thanks to him. You practically jumped in his arms when you told him.

‘So adorable.’

Was all he could think, besides the fact that he would love to kiss you. But instead, he smiled “Didn’t I tell you, you weren’t gonna regret it.” 

“I dunno...I kinda regret it…” You said jokingly.

“As if.” He said with a smile and an eye roll. But that just made you laugh.

 “We should celebrate,” Kuroo added.

“Celebrate?” 

“Yeah…” He trailed off up until now the two of you only met at the coffee shop, which wasn’t a problem. But it had been a few months now, surely you wouldn’t mind going somewhere else with him. You were friends now after all. “Let’s go out for dinner or something?” 

“Dinner or something?” You raised your eyebrow.

Kuroo scratched his face avoiding looking you in the eye, “Yeah...It would be nice, a change of scenery...something other than coffee and cafe food…” 

He actually seemed like he was a bit shy, and you found that more adorable than anything you had seen him do before, “Is Kuroo tongue-tied?” You teased him.

“Common...It will be fun,”  He said finally looking into your eyes. 

You tried to hold back your smile from him, “It sounds like a date…” 

“If you wanna call it a date then it can be.” 

 You really didn’t want to fall for him but when you saw him like this you couldn’t help it. He was just so cute! “I…I dunno though Tetsuro-” 

“I don’t bite Y/n,” Kuroo said with his cocky self coming back, “And you know I’m not up to anything. Will go just as friends-Basically what we’ve been doing, no funny business-” 

“Kuroo? Y/n?” 

You both were taken out of your conversation by the sound of your names. Much to Kuroo’s annoyment. When you both turned you saw it was the very last person you wanted to see. Daichi.

He stood there alone obviously not expecting to see the two of you together.  

“Hey Kuroo,” He nodded at his friend, but then looked to you, “Umm, Y/n I-I haven’t seen you in a while Y/n…” He smiled awkwardly. “You look well.” 

Seeing him made all those feeling you felt back then come rushing back. You immediately wanted to just disappear. You still didn’t want to talk to him, you didn’t want any confrontation you just wanted to leave. So that’s what you were going to do you turned back to do YOu looked back to Kuroo while you started to pick up your things, “Um Tetsu--Kuroo...I should really go…” You trailed off as you adjusted your backpack on you back, and walked out of the cafe.

“Y/n.” 

“Y/n,” Both Kuroo and Daichi said walk. 

You looked back at them, but you couldn’t do this. So you left them both standing there. 

Kuroo looked at Daichi irritation clearly on his face, “Dude, what could you possibly have to say to her?” 

Daichi shrugged sheepishly, “I just wanna explain to her what happened, I feel bad. And she probably wants an explanation...and I feel like I owe her you know..” 

“I’m sure that’s one of the last things she wants, you really screwed her over she really liked you, man.” Kuroo told him, “I think it’s just best you leave her alone..” 

Daichi nodded, “Yeah, you’re probably right about that...I wish things hadn’t turned out the way that they did.” 

“Yeah, but they did…” Kuroo told him plainly.

There air was thick between the two of them for a moment, and they both new it, But Daichi cleared his voice and spoke up again, “So you and Y/n now?” 

Kuroo had started to get his things to leave now, “Theres nothing going on between us.” 

Daichi nodded again but forced out a laugh, “I mean it’s fine if there is, You don’t need my permission or anything.” 

Kuroo wanted to roll his eyes, but Daichi was still his friends after all, so he just settled with an, “I know.” Before leaving out the cafe himself. 

Kuroo left him there in the cafe. Now only determined to find you. You couldn’t have gotten that far. Albeit he didn’t know where which way you went. Countless times he tried to walk you back to your dorm after your study sessions but you always refused him. He wanted to finish talking to you. He wanted to know your answer, but more than anything now he wanted an answer to his question. Though now he doubted it was an answer he wanted now. 

“Damnit Daichi,” He said under his breathe. Things were going so well between you two. Why did Daichi have to pop up and mess it up. No doubt reminding you off all the things you had been pushing back. 

Kuroo was about to give up his search of you, but just before he turned back around he saw a glimpse of your shirt sitting against one the trees on campus. 

As he approached you he could hear you sniffing, “Y/n?” 

You quickly tried to wipe your face at the sound of is voice, “I’m fine.” 

“Y/n..” Kuroo moved down to your level, “It’s okay if your not…” He handed you a napkin. 

You looked at Kuroo giving him a weak smile taking the napkin. Still feeling that heavy lump in your throat, “I wish I was...I really wanted him to want me,” You cried.  Kuroo didn’t exactly know what to do in this situation, but he didn’t want to leave you. So he decided to stay sit and stay silent until you were ready to leave.

You don’t know how long you sat there crying. But when you were done you felt tired and embarrassed. Kuroo sat there beside you the whole time. The air was awkward with unspoken words between the two of you not knowing what to say next. “I should get back to my dorm…” You all but whispered. 

“Can I walk you?” Kuroo asked you still not wanting to leave you alone. And not having much fight in you, you just sighed and agreed. 

The walk was quiet. Nether of you saying anything, still not knowing where to even start a conversation. But eventually you made it to your dorm. You turned to Kuroo before you went inside, “Thanks I guess…” 

“No problem,” He said avoiding your eyes. “I guess I’ll see you tomorrow?” 

“What do you want from me?” You asked out of nowhere. It was a thought that was weighing on you mind the whole walk back. Kuroo and you were only study buddies, nothing else. So why was he helping you now. What did he want from you? 

Kuroo was taken back by your question, but before he could answer you kept talking. “I already said I wasn’t interested in you like that. Yet, you still hang around me? Are you just waiting it out seeing if I’ll just cave in and say yes? Did Daichi tell you I was easy or something? Did Daichi-” 

“No!” Kuroo cut you off before you could fishing accusing him of things, “I hang out with you cause I like you F/n, And we're friends. Like I told you before, it has nothing to do with Daichi. I’m sorry Daichi made you think that a guy has to have a motive to want to be around you.” 

You wanted to believe him. You wanted to believe in Kuroo. He hasn’t done anything for to not to believe him. He was even here for you today when you were crying when he didn’t have to be. He had proven he was a good guy. 

He was leaving when you called out to him, “Tetsu!”

Kuroo turned around, and you gave a him a smile, “I’m fee this weekend for that date.”

[dreaming-about-fanfictions]

Laughing and Knitting - Jim Kirk (AOS) x Plussize!Reader

Summary: You have the biggest crush on Jim but he doesn’t seem to feel the same. After years of having no contact, you see him again.

Request by: @morganofthecoves1 “Hello! Would it be possible for you to do a Kirk (aos) X plus size reader??? If so could you do like a super fluffy image/one shot where Jim and the reader went to the academy together and sat next to each other in one of their classes. They became fast friends, Jim acting like a dork around the reader, always hugging her and telling jokes to make her laugh. Maybe they don't see each other for a long time and then the reader starts to work on the Enterprise. Anything really. Thanks” --> I hope you like it! Enjoy <3

A/N: I forgot how much I love writing Star Trek imagines! This was so much fun!

Words: 2853 Pairing: Jim Kirk (AOS) x plussize!Reader Warnings: fluff fluff fluff and some insecurities

„James Tiberius Kirk, late as always.”

You looked up from your notes when the seminar got so suddenly interrupted. Your professor leaned against his table, arms crossed, a disappointed – yet not surprised – look in his eyes as he stared at Kirk who had just tried to sneak into the room.

Your classmates gave each other amused looks, some chuckled. This happened at least twice a week.

The blonde cadet let go of the door handle and slipped into the room. “Would you believe me if I told you –“

“No,” the professor interrupted him. “No, I would not. Now sit down. There are some people left in this class who take their education seriously. Even though you are sadly not one of them.”

“I’m very serious about my education, Professor,” Kirk replied with his usual smile on his lips and walked towards one of his friends who was sitting in the first row and looked just as disappointed at him than the professor did. Was it Coy? McCoy? You were sure that you had spoken to the man before but couldn’t quite remember his name. “Otherwise I wouldn’t have skipped my morning shower and my breakfast to get to your class, right?”

Some people laughed, you rolled your eyes. It was almost a miracle that Kirk was still allowed to attend Starfleet Academy.

“In that case you can stay right there,” the professor simply replied. “No shower equals no place in the first row,”

Right there meant your row, you realized when Jim turned towards you – and even worse, it meant next to you. Oh god.

James or how his friends called him, Jim, Kirk started attending Starfleet Academy the same year you did. You had noticed him already on the first evening when he boasted to everyone who would listen that he would be Captain of a Starship in only three years. Granted, this happened after five beers in a student bar in downtown San Francisco. Nevertheless, the arrogance of this guy made you hate him. There were other people, people like you, who had studied hard to get into this program and someone like him just showed up and got accepted? It made you furious. 

Those feelings didn’t last very long however. In fact, the anger turned into a full-size crush pretty soon. After a few weeks you got to see his other side – his funny, charming, always-a-smile-on-his-lips side. He still annoyed the shit out of you, don’t be mistaken, yet you couldn’t help but laugh when he cracked another one of his jokes in class.

Kirk was fully aware of his effect on women. At least, it always seemed that way. So his reputation was quickly established. He flirted shamelessly, changing his girlfriends faster than his underwear. It was one reason why you never acted on your feelings and preferred to watch him from afar, being content with your daydreams staying daydreams. The other reason was your fear of rejection. Kirk would never go for a woman like you. Not because of your looks – your rolls and curves weren’t making you less attractive. Quite the opposite actually, you knew how to flaunt them. Feeling comfortable in your body was something you had worked hard for and one man’s opinion wasn’t going to destroy that. No, the women he dated or even just hooked up with were … fierce. They were exciting and knew what they wanted. You couldn’t keep up with that and were convinced that men like Jim Kirk didn’t notice you. You simply flew under their radar.

“May I sit here?”

You flinched and nearly dropped your pen at the sound of his voice. “Yeah, sure.”

Kirk didn’t move. After two seconds passed you looked up at him, a confused look on your face. He furrowed his brows when you didn’t react and the confusion grew. Then he finally bent down, grabbing your jacket that was still on the chair next to you and handed it to you.

“Oh, I’m sorry!” Your face grew hot and you quickly tucked the jacked away in your backpack.

“Don’t worry,” he sounded friendly and you were sure he was smiling again. However, you were still embarrassed and kept your gaze focused on the presentation the professor presented to the class. “I’m Jim,” he continued.

“I know,” you mumbled and instantly regretted it. Why was your brain not able to come up with proper responses?!

Jim chuckled. “Of course you do. My name just got announced to everyone.”

Sure, that was the reason.

You cleared your throat and finally turned your head. Leaning against the back of the chair, legs spread out, he seemed more than comfortable. He looked directly at you as if he was waiting for you to say something. “I’m Y/N,” you finally introduced yourself.

“Nice to meet you, Y/N,” Jim held out his hand with a big grin.

You let out a nervous breath of air, concealing it with a soft chuckle, before you shook it. “Nice to meet you, Jim.”

 ***

 Two days later …

It was raining like someone was emptying buckets outside. You sprinted the whole way from your dorm to your classroom and practically fell into your chair, completely out of breath and soaking wet.

“Rough morning?”

To your surprise, Jim was already sitting next to you. You looked at your watch. Were you late? No. “You’re early,” you stated.

He shrugged. “I’m always one for surprises.”

“Did you miss your shower again?” You asked when you got out of your jacket. 

“What?”

“No shower equals no place in the first row,” you quoted your professors and used the sleeve of your pullover to wipe away the raindrops from your face.

“Oh!” Jim exclaimed and laughed. “No, no. I just like the view I have from here.” He winked at you.

You blushed and quickly bent down to rummage through your backpack so he wouldn’t notice it. The last time he sat next to you, the two of you hardly spoke. You were too nervous and didn’t know what to say. He occasionally commented on the lecture and caused you to laugh at the most impossible times but nothing more happened. You thought that was it. Your one chance to talk to him, to act on your crush and you were too shy to do so.

Apparently that was not it.

“Your scarf is great.”

“What?” You looked up at him, thinking you misheard.

Jim pointed at your neck. “Your scarf. Did you make it?”

“Oh,” you felt your cheeks growing hot again not sure if he was joking or not. You had knitted the scarf last year when you visited your parents home and were quite proud of it. “Yes, actually. I sometimes … make things.” You made things? Damn, your ability to articulate yourself was on point today. 

“It looks great, seriously.”

“Thanks,” you smiled softly. 

Then the door opened and your professor strutted in, a cup of coffee in his hands. “Good morning everyone!”

 ***

 Two weeks later …

“What’s that?” Jim asked when he sat down, curiously eyeing the package on his table.

You shrugged, playing dumb. “Who knows. Open it and see for yourself.”

You barely finished your sentence when he ripped it open. “No way!” He exclaimed so loudly that two students in front of you flinched. “That’s so cool!”

You smiled widely as you watched him pull out the scarf. It looked similar to yours, except for the darker color.

“You made that?” He asked you and put it on immediately.

You nodded, feeling flattered.

“Thank you!” It sounded so sincere and he looked so happy, you were taken a little aback by it. All of a sudden, he leaned in and pulled you into a tight hug. “No one ever made anything for me.”

 ***

 From this point on, the friendship between the two of you developed quickly. Soon you sat together in almost every class. You met up for lunch and study sessions. He crashed on the floor in your dorm more than once when was locked out of his room again and even had dinner with your parents when they came to visit you once.

Of course, nothing more happened. As you had suspected – men like Jim Kirk didn’t go for women like you. He never made a move, never gave you any clue that he was interested in you. So you didn’t say anything either. You stayed quiet, enjoying his company and his stories that never failed to make you laugh. The feelings didn’t go away, no. If anything, they grew stronger with every day you saw him and he pulled you into a tight hug. Jim was extremely touchy – hugs, grabbing your arms, touching your hair, it was all a normal part of being his friend. You didn’t mind though. Quite the contrary.

Your friends declared you crazy after a few months. “How do you put up with this?” or “Do you enjoy suffering?” or “Doesn’t it make you feel miserable?” were common questions. You didn’t have answers to any of them. Being around Jim never made you feel miserable. Of course, you sometimes wished you were brave enough to ask him out, to make a move. You dreamed about him realizing that you were more than just a friend to him and confessing his love to you.

It never happened though and you respected it. So you kept quiet and enjoyed the friendship between the two of you. If this was all he could offer you then you gladly took it.

 ***

 Three years later …

It was your first day on the Enterprise. You walked into your room, tired, exhausted, happier than ever. You still couldn’t believe it. When you received the call and they told you that you’ve been accepted, you were convinced it was a prank call. It wasn’t. Starfleet wanted you to transfer to the Enterprise, the most prestigious ship in the entire fleet. It was by far your proudest moment in your career.

After you changed out of your uniform and into something more comfortable, you fell onto your bed, sinking into the soft pillows. As you let the day pass by in your mind once more, you smiled. The crew had been great, welcoming you with open arms. You already loved your job and were excited to officially start the next day.

Would he you see him tomorrow? The thought crossed your mind all of a sudden and you opened your eyes, staring at the ceiling. You knew he was the Captain of the ship. Everyone knew. After all, he was the first one to become Captain in only three years. Oh, how loudly you had laughed when you heard about it in the news. No one believed him on his first day and he did it anyways.

However, Jim and you had fallen out of contact shortly after that faithful day when the Romulans attacked Vulcan. He got promoted quickly afterwards and his life turned into this adventure you didn’t seem to have a place in it. It hurt. Even now, you flinched when you thought about it.

You sat up when you suddenly heard two short knocks on the door. “Come in,” you called out and got up from the bed.

When the door opened, your heart skipped a beat.

“I hope I’m not disturbing you.” There he was. Captain James T. Kirk in the flesh, wearing his golden Starfleet uniform, his hands crossed behind his back, his signature smirk on his lips.

“Jim!” You exclaimed before remembering who he was and quickly clearing your throat. “I mean … Captain.” He looked like the Jim Kirk you knew but at the same time he didn’t. Something about him had changed. He seemed more sure of himself, his composure, the way he spoke – he had matured. It was an almost scary sight.

Jim rolled his eyes. “Please, I’m still Jim to you.” Stepping towards you he continued: “I knew, I recognized that name when Spock told me about our new crew members. It’s so good to see you again, Y/N!” He opened his arms but then paused for a moment. “May I hug you?”

You stared at him. “Yes, yes, of course, Jim!” You finally replied and walked towards him.

He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a tight hug. You breathed in his familiar scent and closed your eyes. It had been so long. Too long. “I missed you,” you mumbled into his shoulder.

“Same here,” he whispered.

You laughed. “Yeah, right.”

Jim pulled back at your reaction. “You don’t believe me?” He asked, his brows furrowed.

“I don’t know,” you shrugged. “You’ve been so busy I don’t think you had time to miss me that much. At least it seemed that way since you never called or anything.”

He lowered his gaze, a painful look on his face. “I’m sorry, Y/N,” his apology sounded sincere. It wasn’t good enough for you though. “I really am. I meant to call but …”

“Then why didn’t you?”, you interrupted Jim, trying not to sound too heartbroken about it which seemed almost impossible. “I tried to reach you but you never replied.”

“I know,” he sighed. “Honestly I thought it was the perfect opportunity to get some space.”

Ouch. That hurt even more. Space? Why did he need space? Had your friendship been more one-sided than you realized? “Space?” You asked. “What do you mean?”

Finally, he looked at you. He raised his eyebrows as if he didn’t believe what you just said. “Oh, come on, Y/N. As if you don’t know what I mean.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about?!” You shook your head, growing more and more annoyed by the second.

Jim scoffed before blurting out: “I had the biggest possible crush on you from the day I sat down next to you in class!”

The words felt like a punch in the gut. They left you breathless and your brain wasn’t able to understand the true meaning behind them for a few seconds. “What?! You … what?” You stammered.

“Yeah! I was so in love with you!”, Jim repeated himself and grabbed your hands, holding them tightly. “As if you didn’t notice. Leonard – Dr. McCoy – he still makes fun of my behavior back then. I was hopelessly in love with you.” He let out a short laugh when he thought back.

No words came from your mouth. You were speechless. Confused you looked back and forth between his face and your hand that was resting in his.

Jim watched you. And then – it dawned on him. ��Wait, you really didn’t know?”

You just stared at him.

“Oh.” Something happened that you never thought possible: Jim Kirk blushed. “Well, this is embarrassing.”

“Why didn’t you say anything?” You asked softly. All of this felt like a dream. Working on the Enterprise, Jim Kirk confessing his feelings for after so many years – you expected to wake up any second now.

Jim shrugged. “You didn’t seem interested. And I didn’t want to ruin our friendship.”

“You’re such an idiot.”

“What?”

A big grin suddenly appeared on your face and before you knew it, you started laughing. “Oh, Jim,” you managed to get out, grabbing your waist while giggling like a schoolgirl. “We’re both such idiots.”

Jim looked at you confusedly. Had you lost your mind completely now? Then he started to realize. Oh no. “Wait…”

You raised an eyebrow, still grinning like an idiot.

“Please, don’t tell me you felt the same,” Jim groaned.

You nodded and the both of you started laughing again.

“Unbelievable…”, Jim exclaimed after a few seconds. “Why didn’t you say anything?!”

It was your turn to shrug this time. “I don’t know. Same reason, I guess. I thought you weren’t interested and didn’t want to ruin what we had.”

Jim let out a long sigh. “I don’t believe it. How did we miss that?!”

“I have no idea,” you mumbled. “We wasted so much time.”

For a while no one said a word. It was just you and him, standing in the middle of your room, holding hands, looking at each other. It seemed too good to be true and you never wanted this moment to end.

“Do you still feel the same?” Jim finally asked, his voice barely a whisper.

“Do you?”

He didn’t reply, instead his gaze wandered down to your lips. “May I …?”

“Yes,” you whispered, a shudder running down your spine. “You may.”

Jim Kirk leaned forwards, gently cupping your cheek with his hand, as his lips locked with yours – and in that moment, everything you ever wanted became true. The kiss was soft and slow, loving and longing. You never wanted it to end.

When it did end, you sighed.

Jim smiled at you. “I still have the scarf, you know.”

You chuckled. “Oh, really? Well, I can make you a new one now. I’m much better at knitting now.

“No,” he shook his head. “I want to keep it. You made it for me.”

***

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Would You Rather?

Fandom: Star Trek AOS

Pairing: Leonard McCoy/Reader

Tags: @cuddlememerrick , @billybutchersbae​

Warnings: None, other than a flirty McCoy. That’s a danger to everyone. :-)

Summary: Reader is stuck in the turbo lift with Doctor McCoy. With nothing else to do they end up playing would you rather and learn a few things about one another.

A/N: A big thank you to @dira333 for your input on this story and feedback. It would not be as good without it. xx

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Your 12 hour shift had just finished and you were eager to get to your quarters to remove your boots, they were beginning to pinch. You were shifting from foot to foot to relieve the pressure on your aching feet when you heard a familiar voice behind you.

“Lt?” You turned to see Doctor McCoy walking towards you, looking mildly amused at your shuffling.

“My feet ache.” You said, pained.

He gave you a look of mutual understanding.

As he came and stood alongside you, the doors to the turbo lift opened. You both stepped aside to allow two Ensigns out, then McCoy gestured for you to enter first.

You gave him a nod of thanks and he stepped in behind you, the doors closing as he offered some advice.

“When you get back to your quarters, be sure to get a warm, wet towel, and wrap it around your feet and legs and elevate them for 15-20 minutes. It'll help ease the aches.”

“Thanks for the tip Doctor.” You appreciated his concern.

The lift had only just begun to move when there was a shudder and the lights flickered before going out. The turbo stopped, then the emergency lights came on.

“What the hell?” McCoy groaned.

You went over to the control panel to see if you could get a reading on what was going on. It was dead to your touch, so you removed the cover of the command screen.

“Lt Y/L/N, should you be messing with that?” McCoy asked worried.

You were confused at his questioning. “It is literally my job to mess with stuff like this. Otherwise I'm wearing the wrong colour.”

He looked you up and down, then at your red uniform. “Fair point.” He conceded. 

You shook your head, amused, then focused your attention back on the console, the dimness of the emergency lights were making it hard to assess the situation.

As you worked on the console McCoy started to pace back and forth behind you, mumbling to himself.

You glanced over your shoulder at him. "You okay Doctor McCoy?" 

“Do you think the ship is under attack?”

“Well, were not being thrown about so I don't think anyone is shooting at us.” 

“True, true.” He continued to mull over possibilities. “Maybe it's a raid and someone's disabled the ship to board us?”

“Ah, your good old fashioned space pirates.” You focused your attention back on the console. "I'm sure we would have detected any approaching ships.”

You heard McCoy hum in agreement. He was silent for a while then asked, “We have enough air, right?”

You tried not to laugh. You'd heard about Doctor McCoy's epic catastrophizing , but you'd never witnessed it up close before. You acknowledged his concern and answered. “Yes”, Trying to keep your amusement out of your voice.

McCoy continued pacing vigorously back and forth behind you.

“Careful doctor or you'll wear the floor out and then you might fall through.”

McCoy stood stock still, you could feel his eyes on your back, you looked over your shoulder at him.

“You mocking a senior officer Lt?” His tone implied he was being stern, but he was smiling.

“Never.” Your face was a picture of innocence.

McCoy crossed his arms. “Mmm” He leant against the wall next to you. “Well what's the prognosis then?”

You could see that there was no power running to the console, you wouldn't be able to solve the problem on your end. “That we're stuck.”

McCoy nodded. “And what do you propose we do?”

“Well…” You went to the back wall of the lift and sat down, happy to take the weight off your feet. “This.” You said, looking up at him.

“What, we just…”

“Sit and wait to be rescued. Yep”

“But how long will we be stuck here?” McCoy asked, mildly incredulous.

You shrugged. “No idea.” And patted the space beside you. “Come on, come be a damsel in distress with me.”

McCoy raised an eyebrow at the description, you stifled a laugh, but he came over and sat beside you as he grumbled about God, damn, metal death traps. You tried to stop yourself from grinning.

You'd been on the Enterprise for 3 months now, and in that time you'd only, properly, interacted with Doctor McCoy once, when he'd carried out your physical. After that you'd only had occasional chit-chats when you bumped into one another. That said, you liked Doctor McCoy. You had liked him immediately on your first meeting. You weren't surprised at how highly the crew regarded him. Even if people did consider him a bit a of grump, it was a term of endearment not a criticism.  

You had wanted to get to know him better, but the opportunity had never arisen. As of yet, you hadn’t been on any away missions with him and you mixed in different circles when off duty. So now was as good a time as any, you thought, to get to know him better. 

You broke the silence and asked. “Would you rather lose the ability to read or lose the ability to speak?”

McCoy turned his head, looking at you confused. “I'm sorry, what?”

“Would you rather lose the ability to read or lose the ability to speak?”

McCoy shook his head. It was clear that he still had no idea what you were talking about, so you explained.

“It's a game, you take turns to give a scenario and you state your preference. So, would you rather lose the ability to read or lose the ability to speak?”

He blinked at you.

“Unless you prefer the silence.” You said nonchalantly.

“No, no I'm happy to play along. I just need to take a second to think about it. Reading.” McCoy decided. “If I couldn't verbally express my displeasure, I think my head might explode.”

You nodded. “I got that feeling from the catastrophizing about space pirates.”

“Yeah I know, I know.” McCoy said, rolling his eyes. “I can be a bit dramatic.”

“A bit?”

He gave you a pointed look. “Alright, what about you, what do you pick?”

You took a breath. “Speaking. I don't think I could cope with not being able to curl up on the couch to read my favourite book. Or get lost in reading a new one.”

“The computer can always read to you.” He suggested.

“Mmm” You shook your head. “Not the same experience. I like the solitary nature of reading.” You gently tapped him on the arm. "Now it's your turn to come up with one.”

“Okay.” He thought for a second. “Would you rather lose all of your memories, from birth to now, or lose your ability to make new long-term memories?”

“Oh wow. ” You shifted on the floor to face him. “You're going deep already.”

He shrugged. “Just the kind of man I am.”

You smiled at him, then mulled over the question. “God that's a hard one. What do you pick?”

“Easy, the past. Forget all that heartache. Begin again”

You were taken aback by how sincere and quickly he answered that you had to question him on his reasoning. “No one's past is filled completely with heartache. I think you are purposely ignoring a few happy moments.”

“Are you implying I'm a pessimist?”

You shrugged. “If the shoe fits.”

He did not seem offended by your answer. You had always assumed he knew the kind of man he was. He smiled even, almost as if he was admiring you for not shying away from calling him out of it.

“I mean. You continued. "Think of all the happy memories of loved ones you’d lose.”

“True. But if you can't forge new memories, then you're forever stuck in your past. No matter how good the past may have been, isn't it better to keep moving forward?”

You nodded, appreciating his answer. “Then maybe it is the past you lose?”

“Your turn.” He said.

You were grinning. “Would you rather argue and be wrong or admit you're wrong and tell Spock he's right?”

McCoy scoffed. “I'd rather die before admitting Spock was right, about anything.”

You laughed. “Dying wasn't part of the options, but good to know how strongly you feel about that.”

You were bouncing ideas off each other now.

“Would you rather live near the beach or in a cabin in the woods?” He asked.

“Beach. I love the sea air and looking out at the horizon. Feels like you have infinity stretching out before you.”

“Infinity stretching out before you, huh.” McCoy repeated, looking at you inquisitively. “Is that why you joined Starfleet? All that infinity carrying on, forever, into nothing but darkness and silence.”

You snorted, he was pessimistic, but poetic in it. "But think of all that possibility. All those new worlds to discover and explore, new species to meet...”

“With all those diseases to catch and spread around.” He interrupted morosely. "With nothing but the dark expanse of space all around."

You looked away, shaking your head. “Did they forget to tell you when you joined, that Starfleet was all about space exploration? I mean, if you don’t like space or exploration, what made you join?”

"An empty bottle of bourbon.” 

You laughed, unaware how close to the truth his glib remark was. "Starfleet must be the worst hangover you’ve ever had.”

McCoy scoffed. “You have no idea sweetheart. If the darkness and silence wasn’t enough to send a man over the edge, it's some crackpot trying to blow you out of the sky and kill you.” 

 “So, I’m guessing it would be a cabin in the woods for you. On your own with no people to annoy you or to try and kill you.”

“Actually I’d pick the beach. I'd feel shut in too, if I lived in the woods.”

“Are you claustrophobic?” You asked, placing a hand on his arm, giving it a gentle squeeze to offer reassurance. 

He stole a glance at your hand on his arm. “No. I'm just not a fan of feeling contained.” 

“You're coping alright being stuck in here.”

“Yeah, well.” He gave you his most charming smile, as he placed his hand on top of yours. The warmth of his touch sent a tingle down your spine. “A pretty woman will take my mind off anything.”

You rolled your eyes and groaned, good naturedly at his line. “Ah okay, so it's true what I've heard.”

“What have you heard?” He asked, a boyish grin on his face.

“That you're a bigger flirt than Captain Kirk.”

He tilted his head, looking at you with interest. He then leaned into you and whispered. “It's just part of my southern charm darlin'.”

You felt a flutter of butterflies in your stomach. They increased ten fold as he gave you that soft smile that made his eyes sparkle. Crap, he was so beautiful when he smiled, you thought.

You swallowed, suddenly nervous. “I bet you end up breaking a lot of hearts.”

He shook his head. “Never knowingly.”

You licked your lips. “That's what I thought.”

The air in the lift was charged as you stared keenly at each other. You were completely taken in by those hazel eyes of his. You wondered if you should make the next move when suddenly the emergency lights flickered off and the regular ones came back on. You blinked at the harsh white light. The turbo lift was on the move again and Mr Scott was speaking over the comm.

“Everyone alright in there?”

You hastily stood and pressed the comm to answer him, telling him that you were both okay. He started to explain  what had happened, but you weren't listening, your attention was focused on Doctor McCoy who was still sat on the floor, looking up at you. You suddenly became very aware of how short your dress uniform was.

“Okay. Thank you, Mr Scott” You said absentmindedly, closing the comm link, without realizing Scotty hadn't even finished explaining.

McCoy stood as the lift came to a halt, no one was waiting on the other side of the doors and once again he indicated for you to go first.

You walked through the corridor, side by side, in silence. You felt an urge to lean into him, to allow your hand to brush 'accidentally' against his, but you resisted. Instead you stole little glances at him until you both stopped as your quarters came up first.

“Well, thank you Lt for the interesting game," McCoy said as he faced you, "And for curing me of my fear of small spaces.” 

“You're welcome doctor, I learnt a lot about you.”

“Hope it hasn’t put you off me.” 

You smiled warmly at him.

There was a beat, before you wished each other goodnight and McCoy turned to leave as you opened your door, but he stopped when you called after him.

“Doctor McCoy.”

He faced you. “Yes, Lt.” There was a gentle smile on his face that gave you hope.

You bit your lip, summoning your courage to take a risk, “Would you rather have a kiss goodnight on the cheek or lips?”

McCoy didn’t say anything as he closed the distance between you both, he pretended to think deeply on the question.

You were drowning in the sound of your heartbeat in your ears as you waited for his answer.

“Well given the circumstances and being the epitome of a southern gentleman...It would have to be neither.”

Your face fell slightly, but then McCoy took your hand. 

“Seeing as I haven’t taken you out on a date yet,” He brought your hand to his lips, “I’ll have to leave it at this, for now.” 

You laughed softly and despite your knees turning wobbly you felt emboldened. Standing on your tiptoes you reached up and placed a kiss on his cheek.

You pulled back. "Afraid I'm no southern bell doctor."

McCoy rested his hand against the doorframe just above your head. His eyes were glued to your lips while you kept your eyes fixated on his hazel ones.

You could see what he was thinking and you smiled playfully at him as you stepped backwards into your quarters, but as he moved to follow you put a hand to his chest and gently pushed him backwards.

"But I'll leave it at that. For now." And you closed the door

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Tallbo

TW discussion of injury, radiation, and abuse One of the two Tubbos in here is very tall. Too tall, in my(Tommy) opinion. Here he is.

Some "Lore" bits about Tall-bo. Tubbo is the son of Jschlatt. Yes, that Jschlatt. Son of a bitch, basically. When his horns (ram) started to grow in- around the time of Jschlatt's presidency, that bastard made him not just file them down, but TRIM them. After Jschlatt died, Tubbo continued to shave down his horns. He did not want anyone to know who his father was. When he was 12, Jschlatt took him on a business trip to a lab. In the lab, there had been rumors of someone creating a clone of the "Angel Of Death" (PhilZA). This trip was the big reveal. The curtains were pulled back and there, in a large glass container, was a blonde boy in a hospital gown. They called him "AOD 1.0". For hours, they talked about him, and how successful this attempt had been. Tubbo just couldn't stop thinking about how inhumane it was to keep someone in such a small area. So, less than a month later, he stole explosives from his Bastard of a Dad's supply and used it to break into the lab. He and AOD 1.0 fled the facility, but Security was hot on their tail. AOD 1.0 pushed Tubbo out of the way of another explosion, this one set off by a guard in an attempt to stop their escape. This was when Tubbo discovered that AOD 1.0 was radioactive, seeing as a burning blister in the shape of a hand had just formed on his cheek. It hurt like hell. He would even compare it to filing down his horns in pain level. In the end, he and AOD 1.0 still escaped. Tubbo hid him in his house for a week before Jschlatt found out. He kicked out the still pre-teen Tubbo along with his nameless radioactive buddy. After a while of wandering in search of another place to live, they finally stumbled upon a house in the middle of a snowy tundra. It looked so much more comfortable than the make-shift tents they had been sleeping in so far. So, they broke in! They just wanted the warmth, which is exactly what they told a very furious PhilZA and Technoblade who lived there. Due to Tubbo's quick-thinking and learned ability to talk his way out of anything, he convinced the two men to let him and AOD 1.0 stay. Or- At least he did until they asked the clone's name. Tubbo had not thought of a name. He had just been calling him "buddy" or "friend". What was his name? AOD 1.0 looked nervous, and just as Tubbo was about to make something up- "I don't have a name.. Nobody ever gave me one." Great. Just great. Now they were going to think they were freaks! Or- He thought they would. Instead, PhilZA snorted. "You're not the first nameless person I've met. You are, however, the strangest. You remind me a lot of someone I think I've seen before, but I can't put my finger on it..." Tubbo started to sweat. "Haha, I thought so too when I sa- found him! In- In the woods!" PhilZA gave him a questioning look, but didn't pry. Instead, he turned to AOD 1.0. "Well, mate. It's about time you get yourself a name, don'tcha think?" The clone nodded hesitantly. "Ah, I'm sure I still got that baby names book around here somewhere.. I highly doubt She took it with Her, She wouldn't have any use for it.." Tommy, they decided on. Tubbo thought it fit him. AO- Tommy looked happy with it. It wasn't long before PhilZA's son, Wilbur, came home from a hunting trip. He was much less accepting of the two strangers than the adults had been, especially when PhilZA mentioned that they would be living with them. Tubbo awkwardly attempted to explain why he and Tommy needed a place to stay until they could get back up on their feet, but Wilbur was not having it. He complained endlessly to PhilZA, even trying to rope Technoblade into his argument. He, of course, failed. Tubbo and Tommy were going to stay with them, Wilbur would just have to get used to it. Tommy grew on Wilbur. His bright smile and cheerful voice were the culprits of Wilbur's fondness. Even thought he tried to act like he still hated him, actions spoke louder than words. Eventually, Tommy and Tubbo moved out. Tubbo considered it a miracle that Tommy had maintained enough control over his radiation to keep the

three from finding out about it. They moved to a place full of lush trees and animals, where they met a team of 3. The Dream Team, they called themselves. Tommy thought it was stupid, but Tubbo quite liked it. This land was called the "Dream SMP" by them. It was their world. Tubbo could tell that his and Tommy's presence was unwelcome, but Tommy insisted they stay. Tubbo couldn't say no when he gave him puppy-dog eyes. While Tommy made a hobbit hole, he built a house! They still went on adventures every day, but they lived separately. Things were perfectly fine until.. Tommy found two music discs. Cat and Mellohi. He was so happy. They made a juke box, and a bench on the edge of a cliff. The music seemed to calm Tommy, more than Tubbo had ever seen. His skin became comfortable to touch, no longer risking burning him. He would even sleep there, listening to the music. Tubbo let him. He deserved to be happy! But.. Dream didn't think so. You see, Tommy was a bit of a trouble maker. Tubbo had taught him that- unintentionally or not. Dream stole his discs. The music that once helped him find peace was gone. Tommy wound up burning down Tubbo's house. Tubbo knew it was an accident, so instead he focused on calming him down, even if it left his house to turn to ash. He helped Tommy find them. They did! Then- Then Tommy pulled another prank. And another. It was all fairly harmless, in Tubbo's opinion. But Dream hated it. He took them, and hid them well. Tubbo was barely able to keep himself from getting burned this time. His house was yet again burnt to a crisp. They thought they had found them, but it was a decoy. Tommy's discs were nowhere to be found. Tubbo tried to bring him new ones, even if they were different sounds. He thought he had found the one when he played Chirp for him. Tommy had calmed down, at least a little. He then began to tell Tubbo about Chirp. "It sounds like.. An astronaut dancing through space. Its sad." Tubbo had sat down next to him, and listened. "Claira.. That's the astronauts name." Tommy started to cry. His acidic tears ate through the wood of the bench. Tubbo needed to get his discs back.

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Touch

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Pairing: Haechan/ Lee Dong Hyuck X Reader

Genre: Fluff, super tiny bit of angst

Word Count: 1.9K +

Summary: 『 Touch seems to be just as essential as sunlight. 』- Diane Ackerman

『 I can’t even remember days without you or times I felt more comfortable alone... 』- NCT 127; TOUCH

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Lee Dong Hyuck certainly lived up to the name “Haechan.” It was a rather cute nickname that his CEO gave him the day he debuted as a part of NCT. Maybe it was part of because of his job as an idol, but to you, he “shone brightly” wherever he went.

That was what you’ve noted, seeing your boyfriend dance in his group’s Japanese debut music video. He definitely stood out to you more in this comeback, seeing him perform with such charisma and confidence. It disappointed you slightly that he didn’t have much of actual lines and mostly back-up vocals. You loved hearing his singing voice; it reminded you of the times he’d sing to himself when he busy cooking or traipsing around the grocery store aisles, looking around for condiments he thought you’d need for your rather bare pantry.

But, oh well, as long as Haechan is happy with his work and is giving his all in Japan at it, you’re happy, too.

You sighed, opening up your Messages app and tapping the first contact you’ve recently messaged:

📱📱[May 22, 2018, 23:45 PM]📱📱

You sent: heeellooooo my bootiful boyfriend ღゝ◡╹)ノ♡

hyuckiepoo sent: aaaaaaaand the bootiful boyfriend arrives~

hyuckiepoo sent: and jfc

hyuckiepoo sent: yuta’s taught you to use the kaomoji app, huh? that’s so old-school

You sent: I know but they looked cute! So why not?  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

hyuckiepoo sent: since you’re up at this time and texting me, you probably just watched the new jap mv even tho it was released 2 weeks ago. you didn’t mention it last time bc you didn’t watch it, right?

You sent: (´⊙ω⊙`)！

hyuckiepoo sent: you’re just that predictable, boo

You sent: (ง •̀_•́)ง Fight me if you dare, poo-

hyuckiepoo sent: calm thyself, boo. I get it, work was probably being an ass to you during that time, right? 乁( ◔ ౪◔)ㄏ

You sent: Now, you’re using it? (o`Ao)?

hyuckiepoo sent: It’s cute when I use it (◡ ‿ ◡ ✿)

You sent: Whatever you makes you sleep at night, hyuckie (∗´꒳`)

hyuckiepoo sent: Well? How was it? Did I charm you all over again? (๑‾̀◡‾́)

You sent: (u v u)

You sent: You looked real cute.

You sent: Like I wanted to pat your head during your center time.

hyuckiepoo sent: YAH. 

hyuckiepoo sent: YOU STILL STUCK IN TOUCH?

hyuckiepoo sent: THIS IS A SEXIER CONCEPT. EMPHASIS ON THE S E X Y.

hyuckiepoo sent: I DID NOT PRACTICE LOOKING AT THE CAMERA FOR A MONTH TO BE THOUGHT OF AS CUTE BY MY OWN GIRLFRIEND

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You laughed aloud in your bedroom, surprised at his quick response to your comment and the sudden lack of kaomojis. You started rolling over on your bed at the thought of him just practicing what his face must have looked like. He probably got advice from either Taeyong or Yuta.

Okay, you admitted, the first half of the time that he appeared, he looked really... really cool, but—

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You sent: BUT YOU LOOKED TINY WITH THAT BEAN POLE DANCING BEHIND YOU

You sent: DON’T PROVE ME OTHERWISE

hyuckiepoo sent: I CAN’T HELP THAT JOHNNY WAS PLACED BEHIND ME

hyuckiepoo sent: YOU-

hyuckiepoo sent: U W U

hyuckiepoo sent: Because I am a kind af boyfriend and am just that nice, I will not fly all the way back to Seoul to hit you

You sent: Yes, hyuckie poo, you are the best bf ever u v u

hyuckiepoo sent: But that doesn’t mean you’re off the hook, boo

You sent: O v O !!

hyuckiepoo sent: Love me tons when I come back, k? We’ll see if I forgive you then. I want 10x the cuddles.

You sent: Yes, yes, the love of my life, I will spoil you rotten ( ˊᵕˋ )♡.°⑅

hyuckiepoo sent:  y o u b e t t e r (๑◕ㅂ▰)～♥

📱📱[-END CONVO-]📱📱

You smiled at the thought, him being back home. Your playful bickering together, your late night movie dates, your trips to the arcades and amusement parks, your day-long cuddling sessions, you waking up next to him the morning after a sleepover—

You stared at his contact photo in your messages before you looked to your other SNS accounts for pictures of him doing well in Japan. You chuckled bitterly as you scrolled down each feed. He really was a “full sun,” indeed, you thought, dropping your phone weakly onto the bed with a fan camera focused on him playing on the screen. 

Even though you sounded so close to each other, he felt so... unreachable.

Even though you two called yourselves a couple, the both of you were just so far apart from each other nowadays.

Yes, you guys were together for three months, but you barely spend any physical time together. Most of your time was spent online. Those dates where you actually got to be together you had happened only once in every blue moon just because your schedules just happened to give you both time off.

Even with all that, you had no reason to doubt his love for you even when the distance between you was so wide. You knew the trials that came with dating him. You had no reason to think he was being unloyal to you. He proved his love for you every single day and didn’t make you feel unhappy. 

So why did it still hurt you so much?

You felt the back of your eyes sting. You sniffed your nose and wiped your eyes immediately with your sweater sleeve. Nope. You were not going to cry about this again. Yes, it’s been nearly a month since you last saw each other but you knew what would happen if you agreed to date him. Three months ago, when you returned his confession, you figured this would eventually happen once you date someone so untouchable.

Your mind was brought back down to reality once you heard your ringtone blaring off from your phone. You wiped your eyes once again, picking up your phone and checking who was daring to call at nearly one in the morning.

📞📞“ hyuckiepoo is calling ”📞📞

What a fucking scare, you thought. It’s been quite a while since your last phone call with him. You sniffed again, clearing your sinuses to make sure your voice sounded at least normal enough and tapped the the green icon.

“Hyuck?”

“No, this is your social security service...” you rose a brow at the rather polite tone going off through the phone. “Yah! Of course it’s me, haha! Who else would be calling you?” You giggled at the sound of his voice. It’s been so long since you heard him laugh so heartily like that through the phone.

“Hm... Maybe Jeno? He said he’s going to call to check up on me since my boyfriend isn’t in Seoul to do that, anyway,” you mused, biting your bottom lip in expectation.

You heard him mock a scoff on the other side of the line. “‘Scuse me?!” you lightly snorted at his tone, disbelief laced into his voice. “Are you seriously talking to Jeno of all people behind my back?”

“W-Well...! What’s wrong with Jeno? He’s nice, isn’t he?” you asked, feigning innocence as you scooched over to grab the stuffed toy Dong Hyuck gave you on your first date on your drawer before you let your back rest comfortably on the pillows.

It wasn’t all untrue. Jeno did keep you some company but it was mostly limited to meme-sending and you asking if your boyfriend will ever return, which he is honestly tired of hearing because:

📱📱[May 21, 2018, 20:45 PM]📱📱

jeno my child sent: why don’t you ask him yourself?? you text him all the time smh;;; now lemme sleep early today. being an mc tomo = tons of work

📱📱[-END CONVO-]📱📱

“Boo. News flash, if you don’t remember. He’s called Je-no fun for a reason,” you scoffed at his mockery. “But you could have called me during this week, I wanted to hear your voice even for a little bit...”

“Boy, he’s not that bad. His memes are practically golden, I guess,” you huffed, trying to play it away. You froze for a bit there at his statement, biting your lip nervously. Even if you did, you’d probably be too busy to answer my phone calls, anyway, said the anxiety and insecurity bubbling up in the back of your throat. You had so much excuses to give to make up for the fear of him getting tired of you eating you up during the past month.

“Fossilized gold, probably. I send you the best memes and you know it, boo,” Donghyuck huffed through the phone. “When did that guy ever send you anything that actually made you laugh? That’s right. Never, haha!”

“Sure you do, bub,” you said in rather light agreement as if to tease him just a bit more. You could already hear him tapping his foot in frustration on the bedroom floor of his hotel suite. The thought made you giggle a bit. You could imagine him walking around the entire dorm room just trying to look for reasons why you shouldn’t be talking to Jeno. 

After a few seconds of silence on the other side of the line, you expected him to start to talk about what the members did today, complain about his how tiring his performance was in the showcases they held, maybe ask you how you were doing at work, talk about what he saw in Japan that reminded him of you, or ask if you were sleeping enough at night. 

Instead you were caught off-guard by the next three words his voice emitted: “I miss you...” 

You didn’t know if you held your breath or not but that seriously took your breath away. “Hyuck...” you tried to speak in an attempt to try to play if off like you would usually do but he just interrupted you, beginning to voice himself out.

“Hear me out. It’s been a month by now since we last spent time together. I know I may have said that I’ve been okay in our texts. Well, I technically am but...” he continued, the cheery tone in his voice disappearing. You swore, it sounded like he wanted to cry.

“I couldn’t get my head off the thought of you... I keep trying to focus but I keep thinking back to the days when we would stay in each others arms all day... I want to hold your hand, hug you, kiss you... And when I think about you not being next to me, it hurts a lot...God, it’s cringy, what the hell, but I seriously can’t take it... I know our schedules suck like shit but I really really want to be with you so so bad... I want to see you...” 

All this time about you silently worrying about yourself being a burden and you failed to even see if your boyfriend felt the same. What a great partner you were, you bitterly thought to yourself. You bit your lip as it quivered, finding it hard to breathe as he continued to speak.

“Hey...?” As much as you wanted to quickly respond to him to assure that you were fine and not going to cry, you couldn’t. All this time of feeling so alone without him just pent up within you and finally let loose.

“Me, too, Dong Hyuck...” You  finally replied, your voice trembling with every second. “I miss you so so much...” you hiccuped, wiping your tears away. “It felt so lonely without you... I wanted to fly to you so bad but I didn’t want to get in your way... I didn’t want to feel like I was being a burden to you... I didn’t want you to get tired of me and not love me anymore...”

“Who said I’d stop loving you?”

Your eyes widened, hearing his voice simultaneously from different places, one from your phone and the other as if he was in the ... same room...

You whipped your head to see the very same Lee Dong Hyuck you fell in love with, roller bag handle in one hand, his phone in the other one. You remembered buying him the jacket and shirt he donned for his birthday. He pulled down the hood and pulled his black mask down, his eyes looking at you with such a loving gaze as he flashed you that grin that made you melt a thousand times over. 

“Surprise, I guess?” he said, shrugging his shoulders. A small laugh escaping his lips when he saw that you drop your phone on the bed. 

You immediately jumped off the bed, rushing over to pull him into your arms, feeling his warmth envelope you as he returned the favour with just as much fervor, burying his face in the crook of your neck.

Gods, he couldn’t recall the last time he ever brought you into his arms like this. Did you always feel this soft and warm? He didn’t remember your hair getting longer either. Did you forget to trim your hair? Whatever, he didn’t care anymore.

“I missed you so much, Hyuck...” you murmured, your tears dampening that precious jacket you got him. Dong Hyuck could care less, anyway. You were here. Right beside him. That was all that mattered to him.

“... I missed me, too, haha,” you laughed softly against his chest, lightly hitting his shoulder before he pulled you away from him. “But I missed you more...” he breathes out, his voice shaky and desperate.

“I love you so so much, (Y/N)...” he whined softly, resting his forehead against your own before cupping his hands over your cheeks and leaning over to graciously plant kisses on your forehead, each of your cheeks, your nose, and each area at the side of your lips before pulling away to take a good look at your face, as if implanting the image of you into the very back of his head. Every crease, wrinkle and imperfection you had on you and were insecure about just made you seem so... so... you and Dong Hyuck wouldn’t have you any other way.

Being Haechan, the idol who “shone brightly” beyond your grasp, was definitely a huge part of his life. But you definitely cannot ignore the fact that behind the light shining brightly was the shadow of Lee Dong Hyuck, the witty, mischievous, brusque, yet soft-hearted man who declared he’d love you like there was no tomorrow.

Yes, your relationship was rather complicated and there was no telling if you both would last long. There will definitely come days where you’re forced to do nothing but watch him from afar and bask as he shines on stage like the star he was born to be.

All that mattered to you, though, were moments like these, where his touch was just as important as sunlight.

-END-

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The Room Where It Happens (Jim Kirk x Reader Part 5)

That Would Be Enough (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5- you are here)

Pairing: AOS Jim Kirk/Reader (mentioned)

Warnings: A little bit of angst, some recap mentioning injuries and death, some mentions of Bones-being-Doctor-MacGyver

A/N: So, I’ve figured out where I want this to go, and I think there may be two or three more parts. Hopefully these last few parts will leave you satisfied with all the build-up. :) Enjoy!

“Y/N? Hey, come on. Open your eyes, it’s alright.”

You swung as hard as you could with your right hand through the murky state you were waking up in.

“Fucking hell, that’s a nice thank-you!”

When your vision adjusted, you realized that it was not one of the attackers who had found you, but just Bones. 

“Sorry,” you said sheepishly, “reflex reaction.”

McCoy rolled his eyes in that loving way he usually reserved for you and Jim, before opening the hatch above his head. The light from Altamid’s sun blinded you momentarily, but your eyes quickly adjusted. You pulled yourself up and out of the crashed ship, and Bones took your hands to help you to the ground. 

You began studying your surroundings almost instantly; Bones had crashed your three into a trench-like rock formation too high to climb and find high ground. The land seemed to be clear at the moment, but you weren’t sure how long that wound remain true.

Three, you remembered. Spock had been injured.

You turned around to see Leonard helping pull Spock from the wreckage. If at all possible, his wound looked even worse; there was now a piece of debris lodged in his side.

“Y/N, can you find-”

“-I’ll look for something to stop the bleeding,” you ducked back inside, trying to look for anything to help McCoy. You frantically ravaged through the ship to find some sort of medical kit. After tearing apart the panels and parts of the entire interior, you emerged, frustrated and sweaty.

“There’s no medical supplies on board. The soldiers inside must not be expected to try to save themselves if they crash and burn.”

You didn’t want to think about the further implications of the lack of med supplies on the lackey ships. Leonard either didn’t hear you or was more concerned about the bleeding Vulcan on the rock in front of him. You stood back quietly and let him work; you liked to watch the med crew, sometimes. Their work was more delicate than yours, and as a security ops, you certainly appreciated it (though perhaps not as much as the engineers).

“All good, boys? Because we should head for cover,” you said. McCoy lifted Spock’s arm over his shoulder and began to follow you toward the rocks.

“Any insight on who or what those bastards could be?” McCoy asked.

“I wish. Their technology is so vastly different than anything else we’ve seen...I almost wish I’d stayed on the bridge...to hear what Kalara knew about them.”

“I know,” he said. He didn’t look at you.

“Leonard,” you said softly, “we can’t save everyone. I’m sorry I made you leave that guy behind back there.”

He doesn’t respond, but you can tell that the lost crew member isn’t what’s on his mind.

“That looks dark and dangerous,” McCoy assessed the shadowed shelter that the three of you had stumbled upon. You raised your eyebrows at him as Spock looked over the entrance.

“We don’t have a ton of options, and we need to make sure we have cover by nightfall.”

“Doesn’t stop it from-” Bones grumbled, but Spock made the clear command decision by venturing forward.

“Two against one,” you bounced with a smirk and followed behind the Vulcan commander.

“And we’re going in.”

“It is only logical that we find shelter, Doctor,” Spock explained in his usual even tone. “Our chances of survival will increase greatly, thus increasing the likelihood that we are able to locate any other survivors and devise a plan of rescue.”

“For the missing crew members or us?” you raised your eyebrows and looked around the small, round structure the three of you had entered. It was plant-like in composition, with odd markings along the ceiling and what looked to be the remnants of circuitry.

“...Preferably both,” Spock noted. You whirled around at the sound of Spock grimacing and clutching his side. McCoy quickly rushed to the Vulcan’s side and lowered him to the ground. You swiftly pulled off the lower part of your left sleeve and wrapped it around Spock’s torso, trying to prevent any more external bleeding.

“It’s the adrenaline, it’s wearing off,” McCoy sighed and sat against the wall. “He’ll be quiet for a while.”

You let out a huff as you sat beside the doctor. The two of you stared at the unconscious Vulcan; the silence was palpable.

“I still wonder, you know...what you said to Jim before you left the hospital that day,” Leonard said, so quiet that his gruff voice was barely a whisper. “He made it sound like you hated him.”

“I can’t hate Jim,” you pulled your legs to your chest and rested your cheek on your knees. “I couldn’t hate him if I tried.”

“That makes two of us,” he chuckled, sounding empty. “What I would’ve given to be in the room where it happened.”

“What, the room where our best friend was recovering from literally dying? I couldn’t wait to leave.”

“I guess that’s not exactly what I mean...I just thought that you would have been bursting at the seams to see him.”

“I-it was complicated. I don’t know if I could explain it in an easy way.”

“You love him,” he shrugged, and you were somewhat surprised. “I saw the way you looked at him...the way you’re scared to now. Then you were put in a position where everything you loved about him became the one thing that might have taken him away forever, and you got scared. It happens to all of us.”

“And you say you needed to be in the room to understand,” you laughed sadly.

“I’ve...been there before.”

You sighed, “I know, your divorce, everything that happened. I’m sure it was aw-”

“That’s not what I’m talking about.”

You sat up straighter and turned to face your friend. He was looking at you with soft hazel eyes, and you knew.

“...when?”

“Jim wasn’t the only one Khan hurt, you know that,” he said. “It’s my medbay, I still had to confirm your prep for the rescue operation from your injuries. And your little spat with the Romulan wasn’t a picnic, either. But it was a little before that, if that’s what you mean. I’m sorry. I don’t wanna confuse you.”

You cast your eyes to your boots, trying not to be overwhelmed by all that had happened in this one crazy, emotional day. Chewing on your lip, you focused on keeping your breaths even. Bones didn’t offer anything beyond a pat on the arm; his considerate gesture of restraint almost pushed you over the edge. 

We will find Jim, you tell yourself.

I will go back to Yorktown, and everything will be okay.

Okay...

Okay...

Tagging: @mrkrychek @wonders-of-the-enterprise @insposcollective @7minutes-tomidnight @kaitlynw011 @justapieceofgeekytrash

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Summary: Reader’s a young security officer (Lieutanent Junior Grade) who happened to be on an away mission and fall hard for a certain Chief Engineer. Both of them aren’t the most outgoing regarding their feelings and tend to just watch each other from a distance, which is going to change.

Wordcount: 1500

A/N: Something just a bit funny. This one excluded, there’ll be 3 more parts to wrap the series up. I’m sad already!

This fiction is set in AOS

Warnings: none

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A starship was like a village in space - of course there were the away missions and exciting discoveries; but sometimes the human mind just longed for some good old fashioned gossip. This is why everyone and their mum had an opinion about your choice of clothing. Mess hall had become a battle field. The gangways were trenches. Quarters a bunker to hide from unwanted opinions. „It’s going to be a dress, isn’t it?“ A couple of very curious eyes were focused on you, you noticed, as you glanced over the replicated steak in front of your mouth around you. „I really don’t know.“ A couple of crewmates from security were gathered around the table. They were your friends, you reminded yourself. They meant well. That and they were very curious. „You should wear a dress. It’s a CO, after all.“ voiced Bancroft and offered a lopsided grin. „That’s not how this is.“ you rolled your eyes and shoved the steak down before it could get any colder. „I’m just saying it’s probably going to be fancy“ You stared at him blankly, not having considered this before. „Oh“. „He didn’t even give you a hint?“ „Nope.“ „Then pick a dress! It’s definitely going to be fancy!“ You sighed and gave up on your endeavor to actually eat that steak in front of you. „I don’t even have a lot of dresses.“ „Uh-Oh - there’s the black one, that you wore on graduation day, the one that just barely -„ „MIGHT I remind everyone here of their bedside manners?“ Everyone knew that voice. „Ca-Captain!“ the color of Bancrofts face actually managed to match his red shirt within seconds. If his blood rushed to his cheeks any faster you’d have to call medbay. You stifled a laughter as you greeted the Captain, who smirked at you. „So, is there still a space left at this table?“ „We were actually just going, Captain.“ and with that, the rest of your crewmates saluted, left the table and scuttled away, throwing you to the wolf. Kirk sat down, shaking his head and put his tray in front of him on the table, mumbling something about people avoiding him. There was a mischievous twinkle in his baby blue eyes as he turned to face you. „So, Lieutenant Y/L/N“, a grin spread on his lips: „Are you going to wear a dress?“ Everyone. And their mother.

„I don’t know“ you moaned and rolled your eyes. „It’s still a day until shore leave!“ „You would probably look dashing in you dress uniform, Lieutenant.“ „Huh“, you said, throwing him a suspicious side-eye. „That’s actual, solid advise. And here I thought you were just being nosy like the rest of them.“ At that he raised his eyebrows, putting his right hand on his chest in what was supposed to be a shot motion. He laughed. Then he bent over the table, as if trying to create a conspirative atmosphere. „So, where are you going? Any clue?“ „Sir. Don’t you have .. like …a ship to run?“ „Sulu’s at the helm. Chekov's navigating. And I got the best first officer a captain could wish for. I think we’re pretty solid.“ „That’s a pity, Sir, because I have an Doctor’s appointment in .. oh.. look at the time. Now.“ you tried to keep the sass in your voice at bay. This was, after all, your captain. „Oh,come on, you can tell me! I’m your Captain!“ „Has Monty told you anything?“ Kirk chuckled lightly. „‚Monty‘“, he made sure to stress the word as much as possible. „Hasn’t told me one bit, but I’ve heard he did consult with Lieutenant Uhura a few days ago.“ „Is that so.“ you furrowed your brows. „Anyway, gotta go Captain, I’d hate to keep the Doctor waiting.“

„Just wear whatever you feel comfortable in.“, said Chapel and her kind smile made you forget for a moment to think about who on this starship had spread the news. It was probably due to Scottys rank - you imagined him talking with Uhura about it, who talked with Spock, who spilled it by accident to Kirk, who then talked to Bones and everyone else around them listening in all the time. „I just want it to be a special occasion“ you answered and smiled back in return. There was no way anyone could be angry at Chapel. „Every occasion is a special occasion for a young couple“ she said with a wink and lifted a finger: „I’ll get the Doctor.“ The head nurse of the Enterprise left and only a few moments later Doctor McCoy entered the room, a concentrated stare fixed on his PADD. „Lieutenant Y/N“, he said, shook your hand and put the PADD on his lap while sitting down. „I’ve just read the readings Nurse Chapel got for me and it looks like you’re in prime health again.“, his fingers tapped the PADD. „Thanks, Doctor. So I am cleared for shore leave, yes?“ You hadn’t mentioned it to Scotty, because you did not want him to skip his own leave to be with you. He was the guy to do something like that. Taking in the soft expression that crossed the doctors face for a second, there’d be no need for anyone to skip shore leave. „Yes, you’re cleared for shore leave …“ you hissed a small ‚Yesssss‘ at that „…but while we’re at it.“ „Is there anything wrong, Doctor?“ There was really no need for any more bad news in your life. And at the tone in his voice you instantly worried. „Nothing serious, but since you’re here - there’s no hormone implant in your medical record.“ Blood rushed too your cheeks. Your pounding heart  seemed determined to drown every other sound in the room. „I … ah .. there was ..I didn’t think there would be…“ „No need for that on a five year mission?“ he raised his eyebrows questioningly and watched you fidget under his gaze. „Yeah .. ? I thought I’d get one when .. uh …“ „I can get one right away and apply it. With the newer implants you’ll be fine by tomorrow evening.“ the Doctor just continued, unfazed by your blushing. He had probably had this talk with a lot of young women on the Enterprise. „Aye …“ you answered meekly. „Great. Just wait here, we’ll get started right away.“ At least he hadn’t asked you about what you’d wear.

Your quarters still felt empty when you were there alone and in that moment you felt a sting right where your heart was. Cas would’ve known what to wear. A smile flashed across your face, just for a second, while you stared at the clothes scattered across your bed. Not that you had that many to begin with. Well, not that you didn’t like clothes - but being in Security and on a five year mission in space there was hardly any opportunity to wear something else than your star fleet uniform. Bancroft was right, of course - you did have that nice black dress you wore on graduation day (to be more specific: You wore it on the evening of graduation day. The biggest party you could remember. At least up until now.). You could also wear your dress uniform. It was very formal though. There was also one more dress (blue,you liked it a bit too much to leave behind) and some jeans and a blouse. For the first time in years you felt the nervous flutter in your guts again, the one you once had when you were a teenager and tried to ask that guy from the football team out. „Good lord, Cas, I could really need your help right now“ you huffed and dropped on the bed. „The black one is very short, maybe I should wear it in the evening. If we’re going to .. take a walk … or so … I’ll wear the jeans. And tomorrow I’ll take the blue dress. Good?“ waiting for an answer that would never come you sighed. “Great. I’ll take that as a yes.“

„How was your day, lass?“ You opened your eyes to look at the silhouette of Montgomery Scott getting rid of his t shirt. You’d never get enough of that. „Getting better by the minute“ at that the scotsman chuckled and slipped out of his shoes. The shower was always one of his top priorities as soon as he got to his rooms, which sometimes happened at odd hours. One day he had stumbled into his quarters at the end of beta, greeted you with a kiss on the forehead, showered, changed, and was off again „before the nuclear accident we’re sitting on is going to happen“. Now he slid out of his trousers and smiled at you. „We’re only a few hours away from Yorktown now.“ he grabbed a dry towel and made his way over to the bathroom. „I’ll have to go back to engineering, but only for a wee bit, and then I’m all yours.“ „Sounds great“, you said and basked in the warm feeling that spread through your body.

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First Night Back in Fuuga Ch 26: This Is War

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Summary: Yona, Hak, and the Dragons come to defeat Kai… and take back the throne

When Jae-Ha finds Yona and Hak at the edge of camp in the twilight, the couple sends him off to gather Yun and the other dragons.

By the time the dark of night has fallen, they’re all making plans together in a private tent. Everyone is thrilled Yona and Hak have decided to stay and fight. Except maybe Jae-Ha. He watches on the sidelines, thinking and thinking.

In the center of things, Yona talks through various strategies with Hak. She’s amazed by him -- he knows every player’s resources, motivations, and talents. Anticipates exactly what the deadly collision of all those things will look like. Where each piece will move at every turn. And how to be ready for all of it.

There are many basics Yona has come to accept...

Worst comes to worst, their unexpected appearance at the border will earn them a head-on attack. Their odds will be pretty bad in that case. But the fallout from such a move could cost Kouka the war with Kai. They’re trusting that Soo-Won wouldn’t choose that. That is, if he’s in any control anymore.

Best case, Yona and Hak will be allowed to fight alongside their countrymen. And after Li Hazara is taken out of the equation, there will be a moment of truth at the center of the battlefield between Hak and Soo-Won. Hak has been waiting for this opportunity for a very long time...

But most likely, any settling of personal vendettas will be prevented and instead a civil war will be incited. Yona is shaken at that concept. Losing many of her own people over these continued corrupt politics? Her heart can barely stand the thought. And yet, what other way is there if they can’t get to the sitting king?

That. Killing Soo-Won… when Hak mentions it, his speech is clipped. He moves over the event as though a doctor stating how to treat a wound. There is one clear way to survive, brace yourself -- some things must be done. And yet, Yona is unable to accept the event actually happening. That Soo-Won is over in camp somewhere breathing right now. And that by nightfall, he might not be.

Hak watches Yona, wondering what’s going through her head about all this. Even though she’s made up her mind to fight and he’s made up his to support her goals… he’s her bodyguard, sensei, husband, lover, and friend. He cannot help but be sincerely full of fear. Is she afraid, too? What wouldn’t he do to protect her out there?

Jae-Ha worries about that very thing. On the side of the room, he continues to sit quietly dreading tomorrow... if Hak is distracted trying to protect Yona dear, he’ll only be half the warrior he can be. And that is a dangerous state to be in during war.

Finally, the whole family agrees -- for tomorrow to work, they will need to trust each other and most of all put their faith in Yona. Because Yona possesses a very unique talent. Something they’ve seen from visiting small villages to negotiating peace with entire countries: she moves hearts. And she has much to set in motion tonight. Any successes will directly lead to lives being saved. Because she will not continue in hiding nor will she support the current corruption in the palace -- she will be standing up to make her claim for the throne.

So with all their plans laid out, cloaked and with Jae-Ha as her escort, Yona takes off into the sky...

Kyo-Ga polishes his sword, mind focused on the task ahead… to be the best general he can for his people. He hears someone enter and turns in alarm--

“You… princess… it’s very late.”

Yona has come with Jae-Ha and they are otherwise alone. She lifts her palms wide open to indicate she comes peacefully.

“Please don’t worry, General Kyo-Ga. No one knows I’m here, nor will they ever have to. I’ve simply come to relay information… that only I can,” Yona goes on to bring up his father and what happened with Li Hazara… draws on that emotion in relation to what happened with her own father… tells him to look to that very event to see Soo-Won’s means to ends… and to look to Tae-Jun to see what a nation under her influence would look like.

“General Kyo-Ga, I beseech you, if you truly have a heart for your people, then join me in ending this betrayal and bloodshed once and for all...”

Kyo-Ga’s expression turns to awe as he sees the fire in her eyes...

Tae-Woo lays awake flicking straw into the air, seriously bummed about Hak having been missing all night… tonight of all nights. Would he be back in the morning?

Flick!

“Still playing around at this hour?”

Tae-Woo turns in relief, “Lord Hak!”

Hak’s expression is that of a person about to make a request.

Yesss, Tae-Woo smiles deviously, so ready for whatever this is gonna be, “Bring it on.”

The air in the room is suddenly full of energy from the mix of steadfast loyalty and a favor to be made...

Lili is putting a cloth over Min-Soo’s forehead to calm his fever when Jae-Ha and Yona arrive with Yun in tow.

“Yun can look after him from here. We have a favor to ask of you…”

Lili looks to her friends with determination, “Anything.”

“Your father... we need to speak with him privately.”

Lili considers… this could be incredibly difficult at this hour, but… “You can count on me. I’ll go to him now.”

The morning breaks like any other -- calm, bright.

Yona smiles at Hak’s familiar scent as she comes to… her eyes open to meet his staring pleasantly back at her. They’re nestled together with the dragons. Like old times. She leans up and presses her lips to his -- her favorite thing in the world might be waking up next to this man. The feeling of gratefulness and joy radiates through her, giving her strength. Hak savors the feel of her lips -- the touch fires him up like nothing else. As they pull apart…

“How did it go?” Yona whispers.

“The Wind is behind you,” Hak brushes a strand of crimson hair off her face to behind her ear.

She smiles, hardly believing their good luck, “Kyo-Ga, too.”

Hopeful but skeptical, “Joon-Gi?”

“Lili tried, she really did. But…”

“He refused to meet with you?”

Yona nods sadly.

He kisses the top of her head and encourages, “You’re gonna have some dragons fighting on your side out there that’ll be hard to ignore,” he nods the the guys in the room, “Joon-Gi might have a change of heart on that battlefield. Anything can happen out there.”

Change of heart… Yona wonders about Hak’s heart and what might happen out there today. Hearts are tricky things. Just a day before she herself had thought she had to walk away from the people and life she loved. And in the moment it came down to actually doing it, her heart wouldn’t let her. People… are human. We’re all only so strong when it comes to things we love... or loved.

Yona sees Hak looking at Ao sleeping right above her shoulder. She looks up at Ao too -- “Don’t worry about us, OK?” she tells the little furball as she strokes his head.

“You could come with and help protect her,” Hak offers to the squirrel.

Smacking Hak’s arm, “No way! Ao is too precious.”

“What? You’re at your best when you have something to protect. Ao could just sit there and you’d be amazing.”

“I have to be amazing anyway, you know. I have you to protect.”

Hak smiles as he lets that sentiment soak in, “You know what it does to me when you say you want to protect me.”

Yona blushes, then coyly crawls up against him for another kiss.

Hak moves a hand down over her tummy as she runs her fingers through his hair. He’s never wanted to survive so badly in his life. Feeling the warmth of where his hand covers… please, gods, he prays… can I make a selfish request just this once more?

It’s time. Yona and Hak walk hand in hand to her horse. She's ready with her quiver on her back, bow in hand, and sword sheathed on her belt.

Hak offers a hand, “I know you’ve been practicing, but Jae-Ha’s been spoiling you with the flying everywhere thing…”

Yona smiles, taking his hand as he helps her up, “If you say one thing about my weight I’ll--”

“--I’d never!” he smiles right back up at her.

“You should know, I can absolutely get on my own horse now. And ride without you behind me. So don’t worry.”

“But the horseback archery…?” he raises a skeptical eyebrow.

“I’ll dismount…” Yona admits, then, “You should also know I have no intention of losing my teacher out there today. Plan on training me well starting tomorrow, OK?”

Hak laughs, “Drillmaster! A man doesn’t get to rest a single day after war, huh?”

Yona’s eyes serious, cheeks pink, “There’s so much I’m looking forward to with you, I don’t want to lose a second.”

He squeezes her hand, “To be honest, Princess... I’m worried about today. I’m getting better at accepting the dangerous situations you have to go in… but I still can’t rest until you’re back at my side.”

“I know, my love,” she squeezes his hand back.

With all his sincerity, “Don’t do anything rash. As much as I want to ride straight in there together announcing your claim to the throne… if we’re gonna beat Soo-Won, we have to be just as strategic as he is. I’m going to play my part like we all agreed in the meeting yesterday… you need to stay on the fringe -- where you will be helping tremendously. But promise me… no matter what you hear or see in the center, do not go into the fray,” his eyes aren’t a command, he does not command this woman, but a plea -- his heart set out before her to do with what she will.

Yona gently nods with teary eyes, then, “Go and come back to me quickly,” she leans down for one last kiss -- he takes her face in his hands and meets her lips passionately, his everything. He pulls back and they whisper in almost unison, “I love you.”

Their mouths hover there, so close, breathing each other in, for just a moment...

Then Hak turns and doesn’t look back. He is going to take care of this. Everything that the Thunder Beast has ever been rumored to be... is about to appear in full force.

Jae-Ha lands in stride with Hak as he heads toward the Wind Camp.

“You two… troublesome apart, troublesome together. Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad it keeps life interesting but--”

“She’s not an easy woman to love.”

Wistfully, “That’s why we love her.”

“Watch it, I’m not dead yet,” Hak warns Jae-Ha with a trip.

Loving the abuse, as Jae-Ha regains his footing, “That’s why I’m here. Are you planning to go do something stupidly brave out there? I was thinking... how about we win this war and then take our time with the whole taking back the throne thing? Maybe all stay alive in the process, eh?”

Hak sighs with a frown. Jae-Ha nods, “Oh, I see. One of those… thinking ahead twenty steps things.”

“If you knew, you’d do the same. Help me protect her, Jae-Ha.”

“You don’t have to ask for that, Hak…”

“There’s blocking an arrow or getting her out of there. What I mean is -- help me protect her. Seeing war does things to people. Especially if you believe the deaths are on your hands.”

“Ah, all that prep in case there’d be a civil war… you’re not going to allow there to be a civil war.”

“Aside from those people not needing to die, starting her reign that way would…”

“Be against everything her father believed in.”

Hak pleads, “Don’t let her go into the center. No matter what.”

Jae-Ha thinks on all that that means for a moment, then, “I care about you both too much to let her do that,” he watches his friend as they arrive at the Wind tent, it wouldn’t just be her who’d be in danger then.

“I promise: I’ll protect our precious Yona’s heart.”

And that sets Hak at ease...

Lili sits in her tent with Yun watching over Min-Soo. She’s moping horribly.

“I failed her. She asks for a single favor… my own father… and I can’t even deliver on that.”

Yun looks like he’s about to lose his mind, “Usually the complaining is my line. You might have ruined me for it for the rest of my life.”

Lili continues as though she didn’t hear him, “I don’t even need to be here. I shouldn’t even be here. I need to be… out there. With her. But I can’t fight like her… I…”

She looks up -- Ayura and Tetora have just arrived.

“You made it!!”

The girls all hug, squee’ing and long-awaited-reunion-level merriment. Yun looks down at his medicine -- maybe he needs to take something for the emotional whiplash in here?

Lili pulls back from her friends, stars aligning in her mind, eyes lit with possibility...

Tetora is the first to realize, “Uh oh…”

Lili dives right in-- “Do you mind if we go see father?”

“...isn’t he about to start a war right now?”

Ayura realizes, “Small detail…”

“I know it could be dangerous, I’m willing to go alone at a point… I just need to see if it’s possible to do something for Yona. To at least try.”

When the troops have gathered in formation at the border, Soo-Won, Keishuk, and General Joo-Doh see it in the distance--

Princess Yona rides toward them with four dragons behind.

Keishuk is furious, “She came? Did you know about this?!”

“...no,” Soo-Won��s even exterior borders on cracking at the sight, but he just barely holds it together, “Defeating Kai takes precedence.”

Even General Joo-Doh is sweating about the complication, “He’s right. We’ll lose this war if we don’t work together.”

Keishuk stares suspiciously, “What exactly were you doing with the princess two nights ago, Soo-Won?”

But Soo-Won is lost in his head, frantic, “Where’s Hak…?” he’s scanning over the troops -- ah, there, just like they’d discussed, the Thunder Beast is at the head of the Wind alongside Tae-Woo.

Keishuk has seen too much of Soo-Won’s obsession on this topic, “Why are you always so concerned about that man? You have thousands of troops at your disposal!”

“...” Soo-Won is trapped. This is really happening. They didn’t leave. Then they’re… standing against him? Even if by all appearances they’re fighting alongside him now… they all know, they all know what comes next. There’s no more denying, “That man… married the princess.”

Keishuk goes white as he begins to gasp, “You knew this?! Did you take his wife into your bed? Or… you didn’t? It doesn’t matter, he has a claim to the throne -- kill him now!”

Joo-Doh puts a hand on Keishuk, which Keishuk quickly slaps off, but Joo-Doh stresses, “We cannot do that now. Wait.”

Keishuk seethes, “Unbelievable,” he eyes narrowing toward Hak, “So win the war first… but remember, there’s much confusion during war. Anything can happen on the battlefield. And if neither of you will do it… I will.”

“...he’s the strongest warrior in this country,” Joo-Doh is incredulous at the proposal.

“If it takes the entire Sky Tribe, so be it.”

Joo-Doh is silenced with shock.

Soo-Won stares forward over their thousands of men, stricken.

But -- the moment has arrived for this war to hurtle forward. Soo-Won lifts his flag. The generals see. The battle cry is deafening.

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1/2)Hi! I find the framework storyline interesting but I have a growing fear that they are getting dangerously close to a point of no return with what they're doing to some of the characters and their relationship. I fear that the trauma they're having them experience may leave scars too big to heal. I mean, how do you bounce back from being basically mindraped, from having "recovered" your lost baby just to lose her again, from forcefully becoming an absolutely evil version of yourself, how do

2/2) come back from knowing you had a hand in helping create something that messed up all of your friends (even if you wanted the complete opposite), what happens to a friendship when your evil version sadistically and joyfully tortured ( or tried to) one of you very best friends(fitz and Daisy). I’m exited but I’m really fearful about the consequences that this can have on everyone. The aftermath has to be treated very delicately if they want to believably have them be mentality ok-ish later.

Hi Anon!

I’ve seen a lot of people worried about the ‘recovery’ aspect of it.  And I’m going to be very blunt here.  A LOT of it won’t be addressed we have to make peace with that now.  While what is happening to them is horrible and should be addressed.  If it comes down to moving the story along and having more action to focusing on 7 characters recovering…they are going to move on..  We rarely see it on the shown on AOS, even with the show’s main character in Daisy.  We missed most of her recovery due to hiatus and the Ghost Rider Arc.  This isn’t that kind of show  

They will have most of the healing happen over hiatus again (if we get renewed) and then we’ll be onto the next challenge.  They would rather show the action part of the story.  Then you add the dynamic that its not just one or two characters.  Its the entire cast.   Literally my expectations are for everyone to get a bit of a blurb and that will be it for now.  We DO NOT have time to go into it this season, there is too much too be done still and 5 Episodes to do it in.

Factor 2 we have to take into account is we don’t know what happens with all the memories.  They have said they will remember it, there will be things they can’t unsee, but the degree of it we’ll have to wait and see.  IE do they remove a good chunk of those memories to help them remember or as they pull them out.  Its going to be like Coulson with Tahiti or even Peeta from Hunger Games, they have to reconcile what was real and what wasn’t.  A nasty yet interesting twist would be that the hostages forget a good chunk if not all while its Daisy and Jemma who have to remember it all.  That in ways is a bit worse and would be an interesting story in my opinion.   What do they tell them?  How do you explain to Fitz why Daisy flinches around him sometimes.   What do you tell Mack when he dreams about his daughter?    

Factor 3 “Its the Darkhold” AKA the catchall the writers are using this season to close loops, explain problems, and makes things “go away” that need too.  

Every character is going to do things in there they are going to have a hard time reconciling with.  Fitz and May for example are brainwashed in some shape for form and being forced to do absolutely terrible things by AIDA.  They didn’t have a choice in their actions, in hurting their friends.  And both Daisy and Jemma know that.  Daisy knows what its like and will be able to help them heal while she’s going to have to deal with her own trauma from the experience.    

I don’t mean to sound harsh or that I don’t care about the recovery aspect of it.  But I want everyone to really really manage their expectations here.   I feel more of the fall out will come in what the characters do after.   IE I can absolutely see Fitzsimmons taking a step back now, even if its a trip to she Seychelles so they can simply be together and deal with it on a more personal level.  Same with Philinda…while on the other hand I can see Coulson coming out of this like a man on fire and reclaiming Shield.  And even this is likely to come as some sort of quick montage.   A voice over talking as we see where they all are.   

Finally, again I realize I sound awful, but this is TV and not real life.   We see people ‘bounce back’ quickly on shows all the time.  And again, its not that its not a very serious issue, or a trigger, or shouldn’t be taken lightly, its that they don’t have time.   They need to have what their audience is tuning into watch and in our case we are a Super Hero Show.  

I’m going to wear you all down eventually on this one, but on Start Trek there is a fabulous 2 parter called Descent.   

In it the Data (an android) is essentially drugged (he gets addicted to having emotions) and brainwashed by his evil twin and joins up with what was one of the biggest scariest baddies of the series, the Borg. (Sound familiar?).   

The crew that goes into rescue him lands in major danger (I know right?) with some searching, some fending off the Borg from the ship, and you guessed it those closest to Data captured (nope not kidding).  

The hostages included, I have to get kidnapped every few episodes Captain, Data’s BFF, and his ‘guide’ (ships counselor who has been helping him on his journey to become more human).  

Also a fun note, those left to save the ship are the I don’t have a ton of captain training Doctor with a bunch of Redshirts (I KNOW!) who just so happens to have a very personal connection to one of the captives.

The searchers join up with a small group of the Borg that are trying to help and resist (For reals).

So Data’s brother is a jerk and in an effort to make Data prove his loyalty he has him use his friends for the experiments.  And Data tortures his BFF (Really not making this up guys).  

BFF lands in bad bad shape and is to the point where one more session will kill him.

Luckily as happens in the last 20 minutes of the episode the two other hostages manage to reboot Data’s ethics Chip.  So he fights FINALLY fights back when he’s ordered to kill the captain…there is lots of powerful speeches here about who you really are (by Patrick Steward non the less)….and just as his brother is about to off them THE RESISTANCE ARRIVES!!!!  (Ya’ll can see where this is going right?  AIDA orders Fitz to kill Jemma only when he refuses she is about to kill them both and BOOM here comes the Cavalry…literally).

Okay so what was the point of all that aside from the total parallel to what is going on now?   Its that there was a very brief scene at the end after the BFF was recovering and Data was trying to apologize for his actions.  The BFF explained he knew it wasn’t him, he was being controlled, he was glad he was back.  Lots of friendship feels.  And next episode….like it never happened.  The emotion chip and BFF do come back into play again in a much more powerful way but not until the movie!   The story moved on, it had too.  

We can see the fall out in the future.  Little things in shifting relationships and team dynamics.  Or larger things like Fitz being incredibly cautious about what he creates and/or who he works with.  But a full blown them all sitting down and hashing it out isn’t going to happen.