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[monofazz]

Working on something i guess- I'll see how I feel about colours or whatever

also them :) ❤️

[axeoverblade]

Celoso

Earth 1610 Miles x fem! reader

Synopsis! Miles cut ties with you, his best friend of nearly ten years, when he decided to not so kindly tell you the way you felt about him was how he felt about Gwen. Now weeks later when you show up with a new guy, he couldn’t help but feel a covetous pit of envy burrowing deep inside his body.

MASTERLIST

Genre: angst(? not really), suggestive bits

Warnings: Mature!, foul language, toxic on every end, mentions of cheating

Word count: 2k

Authors commment: unedited and poorly written scrap fic from a while ago but I really liked this piece of it so I’m publishing it. One shot no second part. Enjoy <3

Do not copy! All rights reserved to ©axeoverblade

It had been months since Miles had spoken to you. His parents were concerned. They kept asking where you were, Miles would just sigh and say you had been busy.

I mean it wasn't his fault, he just didn't feel the same way you felt. Why was he being punished for that, for liking Gwen instead of you? Granted, he could’ve been a little nicer in his delivery. Who was he kidding, he could’ve been a hell of a lot nicer, but it was too far gone to change it now.

You just wouldn't get it. You have been his best friend since infancy. With you everything felt familiar, safe even. But with Gwen, he felt alive. Why was that so wrong, why wasn’t he allowed to be happy with who he wanted to be with?

He continued living his life as usual as he could make it. Still saving New York, still being Spiderman, still being Miles, just as life would be if he never met you. The ordinary.

Something that wasn't ordinary, was Gwen visiting. His dads party was happening, and even though he had just gotten into a big fight with his parents, he still wanted to go up and introduce her.

-

It didnt take long for Mrs.Morales to hate Gwen. Rio was furious, I mean the girl had the nerve to call her by her first name! You would never do that. Plus this girl looked old enough to vote.

This was not someone Miles should be hanging out with, especially over you.

So Rio took it upon herself to invite you. She hadn't seen you in a long time anyway, so she missed “the daughter she never had”. Knowing Miles would have to see you and eventually fix whatever happened between the two of you was just a bonus.

…

When you walked through the door to the roof a little while after she sent you that text, Rio squealed with delight.

“Jeff, papi mira! It’s Y/n” she saw a gift in your hand, something Gwen did not bring. “Ah! Y/n Mija! ¡Es muy bueno verte! Cómo está?” “Good Mrs.Morales, thank you for asking. How have you been? Sorry for not visiting, I've been busy.” “nonsense chiquita, I’m so happy you could make it, venir, venir! Come say hi! Everyone has missed you!” You gave a curt nod, preparing yourself for all the questions from the big familia and more importantly, seeing Miles.

Rio paused, seeing a tall, attractive, dark skin boy with dreads behind you, holding your hand. She looked at you with furrowed eyebrows, “Quién es ese” you pretended not to hear her, instead walking next to him behind her as she went further into the party.

After a couple of minutes of reuniting with all of the family, you saw Jeff and gave him his present. He thanked you, “Hey you know the girl Miles is with?” You looked around, still not seeing him. You shook your head no.

Jeff noticed the boy you were with was now holding your waist with one hand, standing next you. He side eyed him questionably. Jeff could’ve sworn you would only let Miles hold you like this, hating intimate acts physical touch from anyone but his son. Who was this guy who had won you over?

“Miles,” Rio paused looking at Gwen, “and uh you too I guess, Guess whos here! Come say hi! ” Rio told miles, pulling him with Gwen following over to whoever his mom wanted him to see. “Whos here mami-” He was cut off by the sight of Y/n talking to his father, and some random-, holding your waist?

He furrowed his eyebrows, who in the hell is that?

“Ay! Y/n look who!” Rio pushed her son forward so you could see him. He looked back displeased at his moms antics before turning to face you. Miles stared at you awkwardly, “Uh, hey.” You nodded at him with pursed lips.

The girl you had seen in all the drawings appeared next to him, no doubt this was girl he liked instead of you.“Uh-Hi! I'm Gwen!” She stuck her hand out, you looked at it before just nodding, causing her to drop her hand embarrassed, “Y/n”.

Rio smirked, happy you didn't like her either.

“So who are you?” Miles asked looking at the guy holding your waist, a little more aggressive in his tone than he needed to be. Miles watched as the guy raised an eyebrow mockingly at Miles. “Dre, nice to meet you”. Dre stuck his hand out, Miles to look him up and down ignoring the gesture. Dre dropped his hand, smirking lousily at Miles' expression.

Miles couldn't help but notice Dre was about an inch taller than him.

He didnt like that.

“Um, so how do you two know each other?” Gwen asked, looking between you and dre.

“I'm her boyfriend”

Miles unconsciously pulled his head into his neck, making the most aggressive stank face known to man. “Since when” he scowled, trying to hide the attitude in his voice. He wasn’t hiding it very well. Dre responded for you, “few weeks ago, why?”.

“huh” miles nodded ignoring the question, clearly annoyed. Dre kissed your shoulder, smirking harder, almost a full blown grin making its way to his face at miles expression. Miles's spider senses involuntarily made him aware of your heartbeat speeding up as you blushed, slightly giggling to yourself.

Miles had no clue why this bothered him so much. I mean he was right next to Gwen, the girl of his dreams. You being with this wannabe Luka Sabbat really shouldn't have bothered him so much. And why was your heart beating so quick from him kissing your shoulder? You didnt actually like this bum for real did you?

Feeling Miles prying eyes, you looked at him skeptically before turning to dre. “Well-uh we better get going before were late. Congrats Captain Morales,” you looked at Jeff and smiled lightly. “Um nice to meet you Gwen,” she nodded, grinning nicely. You turned to Rio “it's always nice to see you Mrs.Morales, contact me if ever need help with anything.” “Yes mija. Thank you for stopping by.” You finally turned to Miles,

“Miles”

“Y/n”

Gwen stared between the two of you confused. What was that?

-

tap! tap! tap!

You groaned at the sound coming from your window. Covering your head with her blanket trying to ignore the noise, you pretended to be asleep.

The taps soon turned to knocks causing you to groan louder “Dre hold on I heard you” you got up begrudgingly leaving the comfort of your bed to open the window.

“-oh, it's you." Opening the glass surprised, you allowed Miles in. Miles stared you up and down, taking note of the fact you were in nothing but a big tee, a big tee he had never seen before.

“Why is he coming to your room through the window?” He questioned, towering over you. “Miles what are you talking about?-”. “You thought it was Dre at your window right? No te hagas la mudo y/n. Why is he coming through your window, especially this late at night.”

“I dont see how that is any of your concern. We havent spoken in weeks and you wanna pretend you care what's going on in my life, on my time? Nah, that's not how that works.” Miles scoffed. “Whos shirt is that y/n- cause I know it's not yours.” “Its Dre’s, but that none of your business-” “What is he? Some rebound?” He laughed sardonically. “I mean there's no way you even really like the dude, you just liked me!” You scoffed, “Not everything is about you miles, this has nothing to do with you, I moved on.” he looked at you “Estás mintiendo”. “Oh yea? What makes you think that huh? Y-you think i'm so stuck on you that i can't move on from- what? Some stupid crush on you? Get over yourself Miles-” “tu latido” he whispered. “What?” “Your heartbeat y/n, I know you're lying ‘cause your heartbeat.” You looked at him blanky, hiding the shock in your face as he stepped closer to you, leaving a small gap between you two.

“I can feel it, Sé tú mi amas.”

He gently grabbed your neck, leaning down to kiss you. Your eyes widened before closing. Embracing the moment, you wrapped your arms around Miles' neck. Your mouth parted slightly, allowing him to deepen the kiss. Feeling your knees buckle, Miles took his free hand and placed it on your backside, effectively stabilizing you. He could sense you, all of you.

Your heart was beating the fastest it ever had. He could feel your chest rising and falling as you struggled to breathe through your nose. Your pheromones were at their strongest. He smirked into the kiss, loving the effect he had on you.

This is wrong. You had a boyfriend, sure only for only about a month but you did still have one. And you were cheating on him with Miles of all people. Your lips shouldn’t have fit together like puzzle pieces, chest rising and falling at the same time with your hearts beating in sync. It was natural, like you were meant for each other.

But he wasn’t yours and you weren’t his.

You knew you should stop. You should end this before it got too far, before it got to a point beyond something an apology could fix.

But if this was so wrong,

¿Por qué se sintió tan bien?

You sat on your bed anxiously, zoned out at staring at the ceiling. It had been two days since the…incident.

Miles' tongue fought for dominance with yours. He guided you over to your bed, hands roaming all over you body needingly. You slightly tripped falling back onto the edge of the mattress, still kissing him passionately as he leaned over you. He stabilized himself putting his knee between your legs, placing his hands on either side of you. Your hands were woven into his curls, slightly pulling on them causing him to groan in the kiss. His tongue won, exploring your mouth as it pleased.

ring! ring! ring!

You pulled away from miles, a string of saliva visibly attaching the two of you as you moved further away. You breathed heavily as you looked at the user ID calling you.

DREBAE<3 is calling!

…

answer-decline

You stared at the phone wide eyed. From your expression Miles knew exactly who had called you. “no respondas eso y/n.” Miles said sternly, so close you could feel his breath tickling your neck. The way he said it seemed less like a statement and more like an ultimatum. You looked up at Miles, your chest rising and falling quickly.

“...Hello baby?” you said as you put it on speaker staring at Miles, still trying to catch your breath. Miles scoffed looking at you, shaking his head in disbelief.

“Hey mami” Miles looked at the phone in your hand with pure disgust. Who did this guy think he was giving you that nickname? Did he even speak spanish? “I need you, real bad” Dre said breathily through the phone, causing your eyes to go wider than they already were. Miles however, became very irritated. Who in the hell did this guy think he was? And why haven’t you hung up the phone yet?

Miles quickly got up, looking at you with furrowed eyebrows. It was clear who your choice was. He scoffed, walking back over to your window . To him it didn’t matter what he said you to a few months ago, that he chose someone else over you. Or the fact you had a boyfriend who had every right to call you.

It was the fact it was only you and him right now, and you didn’t choose him. He suddenly felt the feeling you must’ve experienced when he did this to you. And damn did it hurt.

Miles stared at your figure, an unreadable look in his eye. Going back through your window with one last glance at you, he shut it with a slam. “What was that baby?” Dre asked through the phone.

“uhm.. Just the wind I think.”

©axeoverblade

[secriden]

I'm dying of embarrassment as I type this, but I personally don't like being left out of a joke, so...

I've seen some people point out that, in the english subs, when Style says “Your stuff here... fits me perfectly”, that sounds a bit, uh, suggestive. In the sense that, uh, it might suggest that, uh, Style believes that, uh, something else of Fadel would also fit him perfectly.

That- That's it. That's the innuendo.

—

Trivia Time: trying to figure out how to explain this got me curious to see how that particular sentence was translated to other languages, so I changed the subs for the other ones I know to see what the translators did... And guess what! The results I got were completely different!!!!

In spanish, Style says “Todo lo que tienes es muy adecuado” (Everything you have is very adequate). That sounds like a compliment to Fadel, and a subtle teasing to how he looks after (his) things (everything has to be in order; everything has to be adequate).

In portuguese, Style says “Tudo em você parece tão perfeito para mim” (Everything of yours seems to have been bespoken for me). Which!! Makes me wanna scream!! I tried to translate it in a way that made sense in english, but what he's saying in these subs is basically “It seems like you are all perfect for me”. Which is uabsbswuhz the cutest freaking thing????

Anyways. These differences are fun to compare, but I really wish I could understand what he's actually saying in thai 😅 The only thing I know for sure is that the exasperated “Shut up” from Fadel works as a response for all three 🤭

[ In response to my question in the tags in this post, where Style says (English subs) "Your stuff...sure fits me perfectly". (Because my idiot ass didn't realise it was an innuendo ^^;; ]

aksjdf;alsfdj thank you so much for explaining it to me I'm very grateful. Sorry for the embarrassment because. Yeah, I can relate. x'D

Also ohhh oHHH I get it now! I don't know why my brain just took it very literally, like, "Oh hey, your clothes actually do fit me!" which was worth commenting because Style is so clearly skinnier than Fadel, y'know?? Although you can kinda tell in the shot that the pants sit loose on Dunk's hips because boy has he worked on making his waist thin (I say, with great appreciation).

(I just took Fadel's "shut up" as like "please... just stop talking. xD Because he was already so clearly Affected by Style at that point)

*O* the Portuguese translation, OH MY GOD!??! How CUTE!?! I'm tickled pink at how the subs could be creating drastically different impressions for different viewers, though. Because Style definitely comes across as less of a gremlin and more sweetly flirty.

@airenyah and/or @visualtaehyun (I hope its okay that I reach out and ask *A*), by any chance do you know if the Thai was intended as an innuendo?

[queen-of-writing-bad-things]

Henry Danger Reader Insert | Captain Man x Reader: SEASON 3

Episode 12: Gas or Fail (SMUT)

*warning, warning, warning, actual, genuine spiciness and filth ahead - look out for the in-chapter warnings (it's not my best but this was just the beginning, so let's get started.)*

smut includes: (y/n) is muy horny, p in v sex, outdoor(?) sex (idk it's in a cave), dom! ray, sub (y/n), light fingering (just a smidge cos le smut is short), creampie. think that's it.

~In the Man Cave~

So, Captain Man had many traditions, some were cute, some were weird and some were just plain necessary. The time had rolled around once again where Ray made Schwoz test his superpower to make sure it hadn't deteriorated or weakened since the last time they tried it. And for years, the genius only had one superhero to work on as Ray was alone with his uniqueness, but now, he also had (y/n) and Henry to work on. All they had to do was wait for the kid to get to work after college.

"I'm actually pretty excited about it." (y/n) told her boyfriend, walking out from the back room where she had been feeding Colin as Schwoz set up all his equipment. The bunny had settled in nicely and she had to say, he was really part of the family, even if she did have to watch Schwoz like a hawk, making sure he wasn't experimenting on him. Anyway, each test would be similar, but for each person, he was going to have different results so he had to be prepared for that. Probably because Ray threatened him with unimaginable violence if something went wrong and his precious sweet girl got hurt.

"I don't you getting hurt." He murmured back, pressing his lips to her forehead as they sat on a chair in the main room, her perched on his lap. All the waiting was making Ray antsy, especially since the "pain machine" was in his line of sight; he just wanted to keep her protected, even if this whole charade was necessary and an important safety test.

"I'm Miss Danger, I don't get hurt." She reassured him and cupped his jaw so she could capture his mouth with hers. It was weird, normally he was the needy one, but on that particular day, he looked so damn fine, she just wanted to have him all to herself. Ray was more than happy to let her indulge in his bubblegum-mint taste and his hands clenched on her waist when her hips started undulating on their own. Geez, she really was needy.

The elevator dinged and in walked Henry, who shrugged off his bag and grimaced at the sight of Ray eating (y/n)'s face. Ugh, why did they have to do it where everyone could see? Noticing that his sidekick had arrived, the superhero broke the kiss so they could get this shit over and done with, but (y/n) wasn't quite ready to let go.

"Sweet girl...he's here." He chuckled when she clenched her fists tightly around the material of his zip-up hoodie and tried to keep the smooch going. God, he looked so good in it, she just wanted him to love her and she had to clench her thighs together to stop the ache in between them.

"Fine, let's do this thing." She grumbled, pulling away from him reluctantly and folding her arms with a pout on her face. Looks like she'd have to wait until later to get some action. 

"Aye-aye" Schwoz nodded and started powering up whatever he was going to use, but Henry needed to discuss something with them first and he'd say it was more important than the superpower thing.

"Uh, hey. Wait, guys, I didn't get any lunch at school, can we order some, like, Chinese food?" The boy asked the essential thing that had been praying on his mind all afternoon. If his stomach growling was anything to go by, he need some chow and he needed it soon. (y/n) hopped off her boyfriend's knee so he could change his shoes (why he needed to do that, she didn't know) and looked at Henry weirdly.

"What? Why Chinese food?" She asked, trying to shake off the fire pooling in her stomach and focus on what should've been a normal day. Stupid Ray and his stupid hot, sexy, handsome face and body.

"I want some of them, oh, whaddya call 'em? They're like Chinese dumplings?" Henry described, knowing exactly what he meant, but he couldn't quite get the name off the tip of his tongue. Luckily though, he was friends with Schwoz, he ordered Chinese way too often and knew the names of most things on every menu in town. Well, he did when it was described clearly.

"Oh, you mean wom-pons?" He asked, trying to think of the dish he was talking about. He knew what it was, but due to his thick accent, Schwoz mispronounced the name and like usual, Henry couldn't decipher it.

"Yeah...nooooo." He frowned, still not used to Schwoz and his weird way of speaking, despite him having worked as Kid Danger for over three years now. At least he had Ray, who had known the genius the longest and knew exactly what he was saying, well, most of the time.

"Won-tons, he means won-tons, not wom-pons." He stressed, quickly tying his shoelaces whilst (y/n) circled him so she could start rubbing his shoulders. He didn't know what her game was, but wow, her small hands felt like magic, even if they were feeling him up rather than massaging away his aches and pains.

"I did my best to say it right," Schwoz grumbled, kicking himself for screwing up his English again. He hated how complicated the language was and how he often made mistakes that he was teased for.

"Whatever, can we order some?" Henry asked his boss and put a supportive hand on Schwoz's shoulder. At least he tried his best.

"Not now, it's time for my bi-yearly quantitative physiological densitisation test." Ray put his hands on his hips, proud that he'd managed to say the complicated sentence with its multi-syllabic words all in one go. It made him feel so damn smart.

"I understood the word, test." Henry, on the other hand, wasn't so smart and picked up nothing apart from that Ray was doing something that sounded important. 

"It's a test to make sure that he's totally indestructible and no one can hurt him." (y/n) explained it in much simpler terms, wrapping her arms around Ray's waist so she could snuggle into his side. 

"Mmmmm, can we get some won-tons first? I'll order them, you two don't even have to stop being gross and all...huggy." Henry wrinkled his nose, gesturing to how the couple cuddled even when they were stood up. It was sickeningly cute and now a common occurrence in the Man Cave, not that it made it any easier to ignore.

"No, and we are not gross," Ray told him firmly, not seeing why he should let the kid order his food when he was mildly insulting him. He loved how snuggly and needy his girl was being today and he'd be damned if his sidekick got in the way of that.

"You'll understand when you're older and have a girlfriend." (y/n) bit her tongue as she smiled at Henry's overreaction. Yeah, he liked girls, but he didn't like them that much. Not yet, anyway.

"You see that machine over there?" Ray pointed to some weird launcher thing that Schwoz had primed and armed so it was now smoking from the back. Next to it was a smaller but still deadly laser cannon that was going to be used on (y/n), something she wasn't particularly looking forward to, but it was always cool to see how her body could heal itself.

"Yeah..." Henry nodded, wondering why there was so much machinery out for one superhero and his test. Little did he know...

"It's gonna shoot baseballs at ya." The young woman smirked, watching in amusement as the boy paled slightly. They wanted to do what to him?

"Bu--what? Why me?" He gasped, not realising that since he was now part of the superpower squad, he had to have all these regular checkups.

"Because! Because of your new superpower."Ray answered, making Henry throw his head back with a groan. He knew there had to be a catch, he just didn't know it would be so risky. "Yeah, you're hyper-mutilatiew..." Schwoz joined in, but his tongue just didn't want to work, so it came out all slurred and jumbled.

"Okay, it's hyper-motility." Henry enunciated, trying to give the small man an elocution lesson as Ray began stretching and warming up for his test. His muscles were flexing and tensing and when she got a small peek of the skin above his waistband, (y/n) nearly collapsed. If she could, she'd get on her knees in that very moment and show him how much she wanted to please him.

"Okay, okay, can we just move on?" She asked, needing to get her head in the game since she was about to be blasted with a powerful, skin-burning, hair-frying, utterly devasting beam that would kill a fully grown man. Not her though, of course.

"Schwoz, show him your bat," Ray ordered his handyman, also wanting to get on with the test since it was his chance to show off in front of his girlfriend. Yeah, she'd see how tough he was.

"His--his what?" Henry stuttered, praying that his boss wasn't euphemistically referring to something else. 

"You see...when you see the balls a-comin', you use this a-base-a-ball bat to swing-schvat the balls." He explained in his little Schwoz way and brought over a steel baseball bat for Henry. Thank god, it was a bat and not something awful like the boy had been fearing.

"Yep and then Schwoz is gonna measure the speed of the base-a-balls and then, after I get hit, I tell him when my pain stops and I feel okay." Ray finished, making sure to not pass up the opportunity of mocking the small guy. 

"And then, I will use my big brain and a mathematical equation to determine how indestructible Ray is." (y/n) smiled up at her boyfriend, fluttering her eyelashes like it would entice him to postpone the test for half an hour, just to quench her desires. Fat chance.

"...I just want, like, five won-tons," Henry whined, feeling like faint from low blood sugar or something. Food, that's all he wanted and after that, they could do whatever tests they liked.

"You can have some won-tons after we do this!" Ray snapped in an agitated tone. It would take like five minutes to do this; Henry could wait. "Right..."

"I'm gonna go stand here by the elevator. That's what I'm gonna do." The superhero said and swaggered over to the spot where he would be hit by the baseballs. Not wanting to be beaten up prematurely, (y/n) ducked behind the couch and awaited the beginning of the experiment with paper and pen. Schwoz was equally nervous; he put a large, clear cubic helmet onto his head and clipped it to his boiler suit. 

"What's that for?" Henry asked, sharing a confused look with Ray. Neither of them could see why being hit in the face with a rogue, flying ball would be a bad thing, mainly because when it happened to them, they always came out with no cuts or bruises.

"To protect a-my face from stray balls." He answered, his voice sounded filtered and robotic from the protective headgear. Whatever, they had to get on.

"Henry, take this base-a-ball bat..." Schwoz twisted the handle of the bat and pressed a button, making it illuminate like some kind of lightsaber shit, which thoroughly impressed Henry.

"Whoa, what kinda baseball bat is this?" He asked, twirling it around and admiring how it blurred into a whiz of white light. 

"It's thermal fusion bat I made myself." The genius said smugly, thinking he was oh so clever with his invention, but he was forgetting that he didn't work on it alone.

"Hey, I helped!" (y/n) called out from her hiding place, feeling irritated from his blatant dismissal of how she assisted in putting the damn thing together and from how Ray was blind to how much she wanted him. She should've dragged him back to bed when they woke that morning.

"You did the wiring." Schwoz scoffed, thinking that a little soldering and assembling was nothing compared to the science and schematics he studied. What a jumped-up, little asshole.

"All right, do it yourself next time, you dick." She muttered and flopped back onto her butt in a sulk.

"Can you make thermal fusion won-tons?" Henry asked, still having food on the brain. He couldn't swing on an empty stomach, but that was exactly what Ray planned on making him do.

"Come on, Henry, just get over there!" Ray instructed him and the kid sighed but did as he was told. He wheeled the chair from earlier out of the way and got into position. 

"Yah, yah, yah, here we go!" Schwoz squealed and ran back up to his controls so they could begin. "Okay, let's test one." He clapped his hands together and Ray prepared himself, shaking his body loose and clearing his mind. 

"Go for it." He growled, making (y/n) squirm as she peeped over the top of the sofa. That look in his eyes, the one he had when he was beyond determined, made her whimper.

"Ready, Henry?" Schwoz took one last chance to stop the machine, but the sidekick was also eager to do this thing. "Yeah, go."

Schwoz slammed his hand down on the release button and a baseball was fired from the cannon at a speed so fast, it could barely be seen by the naked eye. Henry's reflexes didn't care about that though, the boy whacked the ball as if it was going in slow motion and it pinged off his bat and hit the elevator so hard, it disintegrated the metal in a puff of smoke. Poor Ray, he didn't even get the chance to test out his superpower. 

"Hahahaha! Missed me, missed me, now you gotta ki---" Ray jeered at the boy, but it soon died when he realised that in these circumstances, he rather eat his own foot than kiss the boy. Ew, ew, ew, there was only one person he wanted to kiss and she thought his sudden shy attitude was so darn cute. 

"Now he gotta what?" She teased, loving how his cheeks were dusted pink and even Henry was amused by how he'd flustered himself. 

"Nothin', forget it." He rubbed his neck and avoided her playful gaze, which allowed her to check him out. From his floppy, brown hair to his slim waist that she knew was chiselled with pure muscle, she could hardly breathe when she analysed every part of him that she loved, which was everything that made up Ray Manchester. 

"No, no, no, now I gotta what?" It was Henry's turn to tease him, making his boss go all pouty and he scuffed his shoe against the tiles. "No, I changed my mind, okay? You don't gotta do anything." He squeaked quickly, his words jumbling together so fast that it was obvious that he was shy.

"Aw, you want to kissy, kissy, kissy." (y/n) pursed her lips together and giggled when he screwed his nose up at her silly voice. He did want to kissy, kissy, kissy, but with her only and it annoyed him when people mocked him otherwise.

"God, come on, Schwoz, if we're gonna do this, let's do it! God!" The sidekicks giggled and high-fived each other at how they made a grown man stamp his feet over something so silly. Okay, serious time, serious time.

"Okay, here we goes." Schwoz popped another ball into the machine and the young woman knelt behind the couch once again, ready to work out the math when Schwoz told her to.

"Oh, Ray, I gotta tell you somethin'." Henry suddenly remembered that he had something more critical than food to tell his boss, not that it was the best time to tell him.

"What?" Ray asked, just as Schwoz shouted for another ball being released. Even though he wasn't expecting it in the least, Henry reacted perfectly and whacked the ball like a pro. It ricocheted across the room and collided with Ray's jaw, sending him to the floor with a groan of pain. (y/n) winced at the velocity, but she needn't worry, the ever indestructible Captain Man sprung to his feet with a smirk.

"I'm okay!" He bragged, happily using his catchphrase since it made his girl breathe a sigh of relief. Aw, he liked it when she cared. 

"Two-hundred and four miles per hour, (y/n)," Schwoz reported as he read from his scanner and once she heard the figure, the woman began doing the long division, multiplication, subtraction and whatever else the equation called for. She liked math, not as much as mechanics, but then again, a lot of that boiled down to numbers and fractions.

"What did want to tell me?" Ray questioned, not once looking away from his girl as her tongue poked out in concentration. The sight of her moist lips entranced him and it was hard to pay attention to what the kid was saying.

"I can't make it to work tomorrow," Henry revealed, which captured his focus. He played a vital role in the Man Cave team and Ray didn't like the sound of being one sidekick down.

"What do you mean you can't make it to work tomorrow?!" He exclaimed, but the conversation would have to be put on hold as Schwoz sent the second ball through the machine. They needed an average, not just a one-off figure, so they'd have to do this a few times.

Henry hit the ball dead-on again, this time sending it into Ray's arm, which on any normal person, would break their arm clean through, but not with him. He fell again but quickly recovered.

"Still okay." He smirked, making eye contact with his girl when he caught her staring. What was with her today? She kept blushing and looking at him, not that he minded. It actually made him feel very cocky.

"Two-hundred and seventeen miles per hour," Schwoz announced, allowing (y/n) to move onto her second equation; the same process but with the new figure. 

"Tomorrow's Achievement Test Day at school," Henry told him, casually resting the bat on his shoulder, but unlike him, Ray was anything but calm at the news of this dumb school crap.

"Hey, you're my sidekick, that means tha--" Oh, poor Ray. The next ball came fast and furious, bouncing from Henry and landing square in his crotch, making everyone else wince at the sore impact. (y/n) was especially touched, since that was what she'd been after all day and their main chance of having children in the future.

"You guessed it; okay." He smirked, shaking off the excruciating agony to keep up his nonchalant manner. Yeah, (y/n) didn't have to worry, she'd get what she wanted, both promptly and distantly.

"Two-hundred and thirty-six miles per hour." The next result came in, each one increasing as Henry got into the swing of things. He should think about playing for Swellview High's baseball team if he could keep the game fair.

"Look, dude, it's not my fault, okay? If I leave school for any reason, I can get in huge trouble." Henry explained, not that Ray and his childishness could recognise how important this was to the boy. 

"Okay, fine, you baby. Take the day off, but it's comin' out of your vacation time." Ray conceded, confusing (y/n) and Henry, who had never taken a vacation day in the entire duration of their employment.

"We get vacation time?" (y/n) frowned, still counting herself amongst the workers since she received a paycheck every month, not that she counted this as work anymore. She deemed it "living with the hot boyfriend and occasionally kicking ass with him". 

"Uh, ah, eh--you...uh, you--you don't. I mean there's no state law that says you do, so y'know don't even check." Ray bit his lip, not wanting to admit that he lawfully owed his helpers time off, but he hated being without them since it made his life boring and/or dangerous. He liked having them around, not that he would ever be without his sweet girl.

"Wait, so are you saying that--" Henry was also confused, but Ray didn't want to talk about the awkward topic, so he yelled the release word and another ball was fired at the teen. He'd rather take another hit than admit his failings, but he wouldn't have to. Henry's aim was slightly off and this time, rather than hurting Ray, the ball smashed through Schwoz's useless helmet and smacked into his face. 

The three watched as the small man's eyes rolled back and he collapsed down the steps, completely wiped out. Oops, maybe he should've hidden behind a solid object like (y/n).

"He's probably all right." She shrugged, wandering over to his body with Henry and Ray. He was breathing, so she assumed that he wasn't going to die.

"Yeah..." Henry nodded, feeling a little guilty that he'd knocked the guy out when he was trying to help him. It wasn't his fault, not really.

"Get some won-tons?" The boy suggested, suddenly wanting to be anywhere but near Schwoz when he woke up with the mother of all headaches and no doubt the opinion that he was to blame.

"Yeah, sure, let's go." Ray quickly agreed and grabbed (y/n)'s hand so he could lead her to the supercomputer, where they could order some Chinese food. They'd order something for Schwoz too, of course, and hopefully, it would be enough to tame his inevitable anger.

~The next day~

So, (y/n) felt like she was burning up inside or dying. Yeah, dying sounded accurate. She had tried all day yesterday to try and seduce Ray into fucking her through his mattress, but no luck. 

When Schwoz had finished yelling at them and they'd eaten an entire Chinese buffet, including about a million won-tons, the superheroes had received call after call after call, forcing them to stay out until the early hours of the morning. Even when Henry had gone home early to sleep before his big test day thing, she still couldn't tempt him into her dark morality, nor could she when she wiggled her best assets or gazed at him with smouldering eyes. Ray was too tired by 2 AM, leaving her with no choice but to lay and listen to his heartbeat as he dozed off and she tried to keep the depths of her mind from stirring up all kinds of dreams that made her subtly grind up against him. 

The morning was no better, just when (y/n) thought that she might be able to pounce on Ray before he could leave the bed, Swellview's stupid emergency alarm started ringing, indicating that a major sitch was going down. Ray immediately sat up and flicked on the TV that was mounted on the wall, listening intently as Trent Overrunder described how a gas pipe had burst underground and was now leaking toxic fumes into the city. The cry from Mary for Swellview's greatest heroes to help forced Captain Man into action since he and his sidekicks were the only ones who were brave enough to go down into the Earth.

And so, (y/n) was dragged from the comfort of her soft sheets, made to put on the costume that hugged her in all the right places and sent off with Ray to clog up the leak. No matter how many times she tried to take a kiss further or subtly slide her hand down his stomach, he just pulled away and ranted about how innocent people were in danger, meaning the poor girl had to swallow down her desires and do as she was told. 

Now, getting to the burst pipe was quite tricky; they had to abseil down a narrow ravine, which was dug out in an old mine known for roof collapses and falling boulders. Yeah, it was pretty scary. It also didn't help that Schwoz had stupidly packed one rope, so Ray was currently descending the drop with his girl strapped to his chest and a song to pass the time.

"Captain Man, (y/n), beware! He's so attractive, you'll want to kiss his face...right on the mouth!" He sang pretty poorly, but she didn't care. Their noses were brushing against one another and his not-so-subtle way of asking her for a kiss reignited the fire that she had managed to contain on the drive to the old mineshaft. 

"Oh, my captain." She joked with a giggle and connected their lips in a hot kiss that made her melt against him as they swung a few metres off the ground. She was desperate to take it further and feel those lips move elsewhere, but then Ray remembered that they were down there for a reason and they had yet to make contact with home base.

"Schwoz, you there?" Ray said into his satellite phone, disconnecting their passionate tangle in favouring of ringing up his trusty assistant back in the Man Cave, even if he did crave more of her honey-like taste.

"Yah, what?" Schwoz's voice crackled over the poor signal, but it was understandable and a miracle that the phone was still receiving and transmitting so deep underground. 

"We're now two-hundred and fifty feet down in the nuclear gas shaft," Ray reported, but the small guy was taking advantage of the peace and quiet by watching one of his favourite TV shows, meaning he wasn't interested in what was happening to them. "Yeah, so?"

"Sooo, as soon as we can, we're gonna---ahhhh!" Oh, dear. Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. The superhero never got the chance to finish his sentence as a terrible combination of the old rope snapping and a shaft collapse coincided at exactly the wrong moment.

The couple fell a few feet to the murky floor, which wasn't a terrible drop considering that Ray's indestructible body took the brunt force of it so (y/n) would have a softer landing. He didn't want to see her hurt, even if she was nearly as powerful as him with her healing. The real problem came when rocks, planks of wood and other debris came dropping on top of them, forcing him to quickly roll her over so he could curl over her body and shelter her from whatever tumbled past their heads. The whimper from having the weight of him on top of her was mistaken by Ray as fear and he suddenly became hyperaware of what danger they were in. 

"Ray? Ray, what was the noises I just heard?" They heard Schwoz's concerned voice over the battered radio and Ray flopped to his girlfriend's side as they coughed and spluttered at the gas and dust that filled the air. (y/n) was fairly sure that she was littered with bruises and cuts, but trusted in her ability to clean them up in seconds.

"Ah, our stupid support beam broke." Ray grimaced, helping his girl to her feet whilst he looked up at the ravine they had just descended. God, the rope was shredded and the walls were sheer, unstable clay and rock, leaving them stranded in the festering pit.

"Can you get out?" Schwoz asked, suddenly disregarding his TV show as a calamity emerged. This was really fucking serious.

"No, the top of the shaft is mostly blocked off and the walls look like they could cave in at any moment." (y/n) butted in, leaning in close to the receiver as Ray curled an arm around her waist. He felt like she needed support in the tense moment, but little did he know, the small action made her use all her resilience to stop herself from jumping him.

"Oooh, that reminds me. This afternoon, I have my colonoscopy." They could hear his smile over the airwaves, drawing groans from the couple. He'd have to cancel it for the third time, they needed rescuing.

"Schwoz! We don't wanna hear about your body problems, all right? There's a lady present and we're trapped down here." Ray scolded him, making (y/n) smile at his protectiveness. She didn't care about what medical problems Schwoz have, but it was nice to know that he wanted to save what little innocence she had left. She was throwing it out the window if it meant she'd get to stop the thrumming pulse between her legs.

"Okay, you want me and to come and get you and your girlfriend?" Schwoz groaned at the prospect of having to move his butt, but it wasn't so simple. The way Ray and (y/n) had entered was utterly sealed off.

"You can't, what part of blocked off don't you understand?" (y/n) questioned sarcastically, starting to get irritated when she realised that they'd be down here for at least two hours, leaving her to die from being overly-horny.

"Okay, bye-bye." The genius took that as a sign that they'd be fine on their own, after all, they had craved it for so long before they had finally revealed their true feelings. 

"No, no, Schwoz! Now look, write this down..." Ray started, but Schwoz wasn't a fan of being patronised. He could remember this easily. "Okay...I need you to triple beep Henry. Get him out of the school. Tell him to pop a gumball...And then he's got to get the Tyson drill, come to the gas plant and then Henry needs to drop into the ventilator shaft, which is right next to us, drill through the wall and get us outta here." Ray gave his instructions clearly and succinctly with Schwoz repeating what he said every few seconds like he was paying attention. His show was much more entertaining.

"Got it," Schwoz confirmed, having written none of it down, but was confident that he had everything tucked away in his mind. Positively, his confidence was well-founded.

"Oh, and tell him to bring some of those won-tons." (y/n) added, guessing that if she was rather peckish now, she'd be ravenous by the time they were found. It was a small request, but a good one.

"Bring some wom-pons," Schwoz confirmed in his weird accent, playing on Ray's temper, which was irritated every time he said something incorrectly. It didn't help that he and his girl were trapped in a smelly hole either. "Won-tons!"

"Calm down, grumpy." (y/n) told him soothingly, wiping away the dust and grime that had settled on his jaw and cheeks. She overlooked the way his growling voice reverberated through her bones and settled in her core in favour of chasing away his anger.

"If you live in America, you should learn how to say won-tons." He huffed and pulled a laser from his pocket in an attempt to cut through the metal door of an old elevator. The orange beam illuminated the room and the two watched as it lightly scorched the metal, but stood no chance of melting it away. Whatever rust and gunk had solidified on it over the years was pretty tough and even if they did get through, there was always the chance that the elevator shaft was collapsed too. 

"Well, we could fix the gas leak." (y/n) suggested when that plan failed. If they died down here, at least they'd know that they'd done their duties and saved the good citizens of Swellview.

"Yeah, you're right, sweet girl. Come help me block it up with all these boulders." He mumbled and they started to shift the rocks around the room so they'd form a protective bubble around the crack. They had to improvise with the old wooden planks lying around, which they used as prop shafts to keep the whole thing in place and it was a damn laborious task. Hauling the rubble around was nothing for Ray and his bulging biceps, but (y/n) was daintier than him and lacked his super strength. She lugged the final boulder into place with a heaving, panting groan, which prompted Ray to wrap himself around her so his hands could help to manoeuvre the boulder too.

*MATURE - YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED*

"Last one, sweet girl, and this leak is plugged." He whispered into her ear, making her very aware of how he was curled over her with his lips centimetres away from the sweet spot under her ear. Was he doing this on purpose?

"Ray..." She couldn't help but moan out when his hips slotted against hers, making her grind backwards so her scorching heat would find some relief against the rough material of his pants.

"What's the matter with you?" He asked, taken aback by her whiny tone, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to do anything about it. Far from it.

"Been needing you since yesterday. Won't let me have you." She whispered, screwing her eyes shut when the hand that wasn't preoccupied with keeping her tight against his chest slid from the boulder to her knee and then under her red, satin skirt. His fingertips stopped short of where she desperately needed them and he cruelly stroked the flesh of her thigh until she told him what he wanted to hear.

"Use your words, sweet girl." He growled, nipping at her earlobe, which tore a sharp gasp from her throat and she wasn't sure that she would be able to speak when the tip of his thumb brushed ever so slightly against her throbbing clit through her matching, red, satin safety-shorts and her panties. She jumped under the minuscule touch and whined when she felt the smirk against her neck.

"Tell me or I'll assume you don't want anything and I'll leave you alone." He threatened her darkly, feeling his own need growing by the second, but he lived for seeing her like this since he'd dreamt of it for so long.

"No...no....please, fuck me." She squeaked when his teeth sank into the tender skin of her neck and he relented on his teasing. Expert fingers stroked through her dripping folds, making her cry out when they glided from her clit so he could slip a finger inside her.

"Fuck, so tight...so wet, you needy little thing." He growled into her ear and she was eternally grateful for the arm holding her tightly to his chest as she was sure that without it, his touch would make her knees give out. 

"Shit, Ray...please, need you." (y/n) whined again when another finger joined the other, both of them working against her drenched walls as he angled his thumb to rub circles on her clit. He watched every facial expression, every moan that fell from her lips and decided that he wanted to hear and see more. 

"Fuck, stand up." He panted, feeling her needily roll her hips against his straining cock to stop him from moving away. The iron grip that yanked her upwards told her that he didn't like her disobedience, but she couldn't help but desperately clench around nothing when he left her core to throb.

"No, no, no. Fuckin' need you." She panted, clawing at his chest when he spun her around and picked her up by the thighs so her legs would wrap around his waist. She wanted the damn suit off but since they were technically still on a mission, it was too dangerous. Perhaps that was what she liked, the thrill of the adventure that shot straight to her pussy.

"Shit--why'd you have to do this to me now? Couldn't fucking wait, could you?" He nearly spat when her head falls to the crook of his neck and her tongue dashes out to run a stripe down the side of it. His hands squeezed her thighs hard enough to leave a mark that would fade instantly as he felt her blazing heat press against his throbbing length and a war waged in his mind; take what he wanted in this godforsaken mineshaft or be cruel and leave her and himself to wait for rescue, whenever that came. Seeing his internal battle, (y/n) decided that she'd help nudge his mind to the immoral side she was craving and tangled her fingers in his hair so she whisper into his ear.

"I'm sorry, captain. I've just been thinking about you and your fucking huge cock since yesterday, wanted you to fuck me so hard last night, but you wouldn't." She smirked when he released a tortured, strangled moan and he decided that even if he could convince her to wait for another two hours, he'd couldn't, not when he knew of the slickness between her thighs.

"Shit--you need to shut up. You need to be quiet, right now." He stressed, craning his head down so he could bite and suck at the flesh through the material at the top of her breasts. He wouldn't be able to release them from her bodice and it was another small form of torture that drove him wild.

"Could've touched me in the Man Van or anything." She whispered, throwing her head back and saying whatever came to mind as his lips roamed her collarbone and smooth skin. Feeling him bite at whatever he could reach gave her the biggest confidence boost; here was this all-powerful superhero that resisted even the wickedest of torture from his enemies, but with a kiss and a soft touch from her and he melted. Strong steel that bent for only her touch. "I would've let you, you can do anything to me and I won't mind."

"Shit," A snarl tore from his lips and his hips jerked upwards unintentionally at the idea. She knew what she was doing and loved to see his reaction. It was the truth, she'd take anything he'd give her and love it, mostly because it was exactly what she needed to stop burning. "Shit--I...shut up or I won't last, sweet girl." He grumbled, hands now squeezing her thighs so tightly, it was starting to hurt.

"Then fuck me and it won't matter. Want you to spill in me, so fucking deep." She purred into his ear, causing him to stride over to a particularly large rock that would do for her to bend over. Getting the hint, she wiggled out of his hold and wobbly stood on two legs before her hips were seized and she was folded over the rock so her elbows were holding up her body and he could flick her skirt over her ass.

"If you're so desperate, then keep those hands there and let me give you what I think you deserve." He grumbled and pulled her shorts and underwear over the smooth curve of her ass so he could see her glistening slit. She heard the sound of his zipper being pulled down and shivered when he bent over her so his back was flush against hers.

"Come on, you want it. Beg." Ray ordered, curling an arm under her body so two fingers could rest on her throbbing clit, but he wouldn't move, not even when his cock twitched as it brushed through her folds.

"Please, I've been good, I waited. Please, just fuck me...Captain." She whimpered, feeling how he was deliberately running the bulbous head against her folds to drive her insane. It was sneaky and his way of drawing those sounds from her lips, but the way she said his damn title, it was too much for him.

"F-fucking perfect little g-girl." He groaned and slowly sunk into her dripping entrance, making her fingers grasp the edge of the boulder as her insides tightened around him like a vice. Fucking finally, she had him and it seemed like he was just as desperate to move. His teeth sank into her shoulder, just as he pulled his hips back, only to slam them back against her ass with a harsh thrust. Even if he was reluctant to fuck down in the shaft at first, she could tell he loved it now. He loved the way her back was arching into him, he loved the way her pussy gushed when he breathed into her neck, he loved how the skin was stretched so tightly across her knuckles, it was turning white. 

"Fuck, f-fuck, is this what you n-needed, sweet girl? Just a little attention and my cock deep in your f-fucking soaked pussy? Hmm? Come on, you dirty little thing, tell me." He growled, creating a rhythm that was soul-shattering. It really shouldn't have felt that good, not when they were two-hundred and fifty feet under the Earth and possibly on the brink of death. His cock pushed against that spot inside her that made her see stars and a wildfire spread through her belly and down her thighs. Fuck, he knew how to ruin her, so when the fingers waiting on her clit started to jerk wildly, it came as no surprise. 

"Ray---Ray, shit, I'm almost there." (y/n) cried, feeling the heat sear through her muscles and her hips began to rock backwards to meet his wild thrusts. So nearly there, just a little more...

"Fuck, come on, sweet girl, give it to me." He panted and choked when she gripped his entire length so fucking tight that he had to still his movements to catch his breath. Her body went limp as he carried her through the waves of pleasure, the pressure on her clit never stopping, even when she was left jelly-like and sensitive. 

"Ray..." She moaned, trying to jutter her hips away from him, but a strong arm was crossed against her chest and she was pulled back and up to her feet, where he could trap her in his hold and make her take anything he wanted to do to her.

"One more, I want to see you cum one more time." He ordered, resuming the snap of his pelvis against her ass and he had access to her throat when her head fell back against his shoulder. He jackhammered into her, drawing his name from her like a prayer, one hand fondling her satin-covered breast and keeping her tightly against him as the other kept circling her clit. It was so damn debilitating, all of her sanity was wrung out of her body as she hurtled towards another release,  him hard and throbbing deep inside her as he chased his end too.

"If you want me to fuck you wherever the fuck I like, then I will. Show all those fuckers that want to flirt with you that you're mine." God, she could barely hear him over her endless moans, wails, and whimpers, but she did and it stole her breath away. She could listen to him all day, how he didn't want anyone else to fuck her the way he did, to know her the way he did, to love her the way he did.

"Fuck---'M yours, always. No one else's, just want you." She promised, clutching at the hand on her chest so he could feel the thundering of her heart.

"Yeah, that's right, no one else will never know how you taste or feel, all fucking mine, my sweet fucking girl." His eyes squeezed shut as his heart swelled at the sentiment. The words he'd waited years to hear, the feeling he'd only dreamed of ever experiencing, the girl he could never have imagined would let him do such terrible things to her in the dark, she was his.

"God, gonna cum again, Ray...shit." (y/n) whispered, her voice high-pitched and breathless as she felt the knot in her stomach tighten, making her claw at the arm on her chest. Ray felt her quivering walls around him and knew that her release was seconds away, causing him to speed up his thrusts until they were sloppy and without rhythm, but also brutally fast. He crushed her to his chest as he felt his own end approaching, but he wanted to feel her collapse first.

"Yes, fuck--yes, wanna feel it. Let me feel this fucking wet pussy cum around me again, little girl, Fuck, so sweet for me." He goes on, chasing her towards and over the cliff with his filthy words and suddenly, the cavern went fuzzy and dark as the blood rushed through her ears, her walls gripping around him for him to follow her. 

His hips don't stop, even when she's left boneless and he's the only thing keeping her up straight. All that left her lips was garbled "Iloveyou-Iloveyou-Ilove--", but it spurred him on, knowing that he was the only one who got to see how fucking beautiful and perfect she was in a post-orgasmic haze.

"Shit, I'm gonna cum, sweet girl." Ray moaned and gasped as the feeling crept up his spine and he daren't stop, not for anything. (y/n) could feel him hot and swollen, moving faster and faster and she knew that there was nothing she wanted more.

"Please, give it to me, fucking want your cum inside me." She moaned, feeling her walls flutter again at the impropriety of it, but she didn't care. She wanted to feel him leaking out of her all day, leaving her ready for later tonight when they'd inevitably go again because they couldn't get enough of each other.

"My girl, so fucking pretty, letting me fuck her so good, shit--I--I love you...so much." He choked, hoarse and deep as his hips faltered and he spilt deep inside her, drying up his words and leaving nothing but pure love for her on his mind. He pants in ragged breaths and his tight hold on her relents, allowing them to drop to the boulder to rest.

"I love you too...always." She giggled, turning in his arms so they could stand properly and she could give him a sweet, gentle kiss, nothing like the intense, wild sex they just experienced. His hands dropped down to pull her panties and shorts up over her ass again, making her blush when he squeezed her asscheek with a large palm. He'd be fucking half-hard all evening knowing his cum was slowly dripping through her folds, but it just left him all the more eager for when they returned home.

~Thirty minutes later~

*NOT MATURE (sorry for the filth)*

Well, after their heart rates had settled down and they giggled from the absurdity of it all, Ray plonked down on a small boulder and invited his cute girl onto his thigh. It was then that she realised how truly filthy they both were and made a mental note that it would have to be shower sex first and then whatever else later once they returned to the Man Cave.

To fight off the boredom, Ray had whipped out his little tablet and entertained them by playing one of the latest mobile games from the PearStore. His arms encompassed her waist and she laughed at his excitable enthusiasm for winning the game. He was such a child deep down.

"My God, this game's entertaining." He commented, pressing a kiss into her hair as he flicked his thumb over the control. She adjusted her position and leaned back into his chest, content to just lie back and rest after being drained of all her energy. Still, even if she was happy, he was getting antsy again; sure, he loved having the time to plough into her savagely, but he couldn't help but wonder when help was arriving. They'd been sitting doing nothing for half an hour, plus another half for when they were preoccupied, seriously, where was Henry? 

"Hey, Schwoz?" He picked up the radio and tried to call the lazy guy, who had managed to track down Henry at his school, sneak him out of class and send him to the mineshaft all with Miss Shapen noticing or his help. He much preferred to kick back and relax in an empty hideout.

"Go for Schwoz." He replied, mainly focused on what was happening on the screen in front of him since it was a lot funnier than Ray when he was looking for a round two.

"What's going on man? We sealed the gas leak, we've been stuck down here for over an hour now." Ray complained, (y/n) slipping off his knee so he could pace around the cave in frustration. She had to admit that being trapped was annoying, if slightly perilous, but she was feeling so much better than when she first entered, that she didn't really want to complain.

"Henry didn't get there yet?" Schwoz questioned, sitting up in his seat as he heard the troubling news. Huh, he would've thought that the kid would have been tunnelling them out of the mineshaft around about now, so it was worrying to hear that he hadn't even reached them.

"No, he didn't get here yet. Why would I be calling you if he didn't get here---ahhh!" Ray's harsh tone was interrupted as he was shoved forward by a giant drill bit smashing through the stone wall that he was resting on. He fell to the ground, making (y/n) dash over to him to help him up, even though Captain Man was always okay. So, that was where Henry got to.

"Ray? (y/n)? You in here?" The boy poked his head through the hole he made and peered through the darkness. Shit, he couldn't see anything, especially since his boss and his girlfriend were crouched down.

"Schwoz, we'll call you back." (y/n) said into the phone as she plucked it from the floor, snapping it shut before he could respond. She offered a dainty hand for Ray to take and he accepted it greatly so she could help him stand. Kind, sweet girl...

"Oh, hey. How you doin'?" Henry greeted them warmly, not seeing how irritated his boss was from being stuck in a hole with no feather mattresses in sight. He had a king-size one at home, the place he was desperate to return to after such a long day.

"Pretty good for a guy who just had a Tyson drill shoved in his back." The large man grumbled, rubbing at the spot where he was jabbed, not that it hurt anymore. He just wanted some fawning from his favourite girl.

"Aw, my poor baby." She cooed and cupped his face so she could caress his lips with hers. He was so brave, protecting her from the fall, helping her out in a way that only he knew, loving her always.

"Oh, god, stop. He's indestructible!" Henry groaned at their mushiness, screwing up his face in disgust. Honestly, they were the worst, always kissing, always snuggling, always doing things that he'd rather not have to look at. Geez, they'd had an hour to themselves, wasn't that enough?

"I'm still a person, with feelings," Ray replied curtly, briefly pulling away from the kiss so he could send Henry a scathing look. He ran his hands absentmindedly up and down (y/n)'s waist, loving it when his touch made her press against him even more.

"You can say that again." She purred, smirking and biting her lip when his ears and cheeks burned red and Henry audibly gagged and pretended to barf. Gross, gross, gross, gross, gross...

"Ugh, can we get going?! 'Cause I don't want to hear or see this and I really need to get back to school." He grumbled, making the young step back from her boyfriend since she knew that there was a better place and time. Namely, their shower and in about twenty minutes if all went to plan.

"All right, cranky-pants, we're coming. Pull me through." She told the boy, poking out her tongue at him after he mocked how much she loved her boyfriend and all the things he did to her. She offered the boy her hands and Ray lifted her waist so she was able to slide through the hole and into the digger, but not before Ray subtly pinched her ass and caught sight of her sticky thighs. Jesus, get him home, now.

"Me next." He said and gave Henry his hands just like (y/n) did and his sidekicks yanked him as hard as they could. Trouble was, it was incredibly difficult for a young boy and a small woman to take the weight of six-foot of pure, rock-hard, super-dense muscle. That, and his utility belt kept catching on the lip of the rock, making him whine as they struggled to get him moving. 

"Whoa! Whoa! Ray, have you gained some weight?" Henry asked, swearing that his boss never felt this heavy when they trained together and he had to flip Ray over his back. He had to lay off the won-tons.

"Hey, are you calling my boyfriend fat? Pull harder on your side!" (y/n) scolded the boy indignantly, feeling extremely protective over Ray and how he looked. He was goofy, silly, loveable and sexy and she was certain that if he had gained weight, it was muscle mass, not that it would make her love him even less.

"I think you gained weight." Henry disparaged, sneakily using Ray's famous temper to get him to wriggle through the gap even further. Ray would surely try to strangle him once he was in the digger, but at least they would have gotten him there.

"You take that back! I eat less than two thousand calories a day!" The superhero snapped, kicking his legs out like he was swimming in hopes of making it through. Being stuck so foolishly did make him feel a little chubby and Henry's goading wasn't helping. "Just suck it in!"

"Piss off, Henry!" (y/n) snapped, grabbing Ray's elbow and putting her heeled boot on the wall so she could it as leverage.

"God, this is so embarrassing," Ray grumbled, trying to his hips past the halfway mark, but they wouldn't budge. He just needed some encouragement, not putting down.

"Make it through and I'll give you a kiss, captain." (y/n) lowered her lips to his ear and instantly, he was forcibly jumping forward like a worm and with another harsh pull, he slid forward, landing in a heap in the ventilator shaft, on top of Henry as it were. 

"Oh, that hurt so bad." He grumbled, feeling his arms hurt as Ray pressed on them to get up. Why was he always the one took the bruises and pain? 

"Karma's a bitch." (y/n) deadpanned, pulling her boyfriend to her body to give him what he'd promised her.

~Swellview High~

So, they'd made it to Henry's school and things were all set for him to sneak back into class, disable this weird hologram of him that Schwoz had used to dupe the teacher and hand in his test like nothing had happened. There was a. catch though, of course, there was.

Sharona Shapen, the weirdest teacher in the school and the most desperate for the large cash bonus the good grades were gonna get her, was still prowling around the classroom and had caught onto fake Henry sitting and scribbling on his paper without listening. Time was up and every other kid had handed in their test paper (fully copied from Charlotte since she was a genius and Miss Shapen was turning a blind eye), meaning that hologram Henry sitting there blankly was starting to look real weird.

"You guys! You need to do something about Henry and Miss Shapen!" Charlotte hissed to Ray and (y/n), both of whom were still in uniform, plus Henry who was casually strolling through the halls like nothing was wrong. Thank god most of the kids had gone home by now or were still stuck in a late class, otherwise, their stealthiness would be in vain. 

"How? We need to get in there and distract her so I can turn off the hologram." Henry panicked, peering through the glass panel in the door and seeing how close his teacher was to sticking her fingers through his face and revealing the secret. 

"It has to be big! And something that will completely ruin her mind!" Jasper noted, trying to come up with everything Sharona Shapen liked, which stretched to cats and her freakishly large toe.

"Chicken?" Ray suggested, recalling that poor bird she'd annihilated on Valentine's Day when he'd been forced onto a date with her. Maybe he could dangle a chicken wing in front of her face and lure her away just enough for them to pull it off.

"Dude, where are we gonna get a chicken from?" Henry asked rhetorically, making Ray pipe down. Okay, chicken and any other food was a no-go, so what else did Miss Shapen dream of at night?

"Kiss her." (y/n) suddenly said in a grim voice, her eyes closed as she accepted that it was what they were gonna have to do. She idolised her boyfriend and fancied just as much as all the other women in Swellview did, meaning that a smooch from him would probably make her pass out long enough for them to swipe the hologram and test.

"What?" Ray, Henry, Charlotte and Jasper gasped and looked at her like she was crazy. First of all, that was their teacher, second of all, it wasn't just any teacher, it was Miss Shapen, third of all, Ray would never betray her like that, fourth of all, he repulsed the woman and so on and so on. There were a million reasons why that was crazy talk, but (y/n) just calmly breathed in and out.

"Look, a kiss from Captain Man will wipe her mind blank, meaning Henry can hand in his test with no problems." She explained, resting her hands on Ray's chest as his eyes bore into hers. Kiss someone else? He'd rather die, no one else would compare, especially not that old hag.

"Sweet girl, I can't kiss another woman, we'll think of something else. I love you and only you." He murmured, wrapping his hands around her wrists so he could bring one to his lips and kiss her gently thrumming pulse point. There had to be another way, one that didn't involve him breaking his endless faith and fidelity to her. He wasn't that guy anymore, he'd found his one and he didn't need nor want a bit of something on the side, she was everything he had ever dreamed of having.

"I know you do, but..." She started, sighing when she didn't know how to word it. She hated the idea of him kissing someone else, she loathed it even if it wasn't real and with Sharona, but she could overlook it just once if it was for an exceptionally good reason. "Look, I'm giving you permission this one time to march in there, look at her like you look at me and kiss her like you you mean it, so we can save Henry's butt." She said, giving him her sincerest gaze.

"How am I supposed to kiss her like she's you when she's not you? It's Miss Shapen, for god's sake." He groaned, pouting slightly at the idea of having to put his mouth on hers and pretend he was tasting honey. 

"Just imagine it. And when we get home..." She gestured for the kids to plug their ears and she leaned up to whisper against his neck. "You can fuck me again and again until I can't walk." 

"Fine." He agreed through gritted teeth and kissed his cheek in thanks. He fucking loved the sound of that and if he had to kiss that in the classroom to earn it, he would. 

"Kid, get ready to sneak in. I've got a Miss Shapen to kiss." He growled dramatically, tensing up his body like a true superhero. Henry nodded in understanding and stood next to the door so he could hear and look out for his cue. 

"Henry!!!" They could hear the teacher scream at the hologram inside and they knew that they had to act quickly.

Taking a deep breath and giving (y/n) one final peck, Ray yanked open the classroom door and boldly stood in the gap so she could admire his sudden entrance with awe. 'Just pretend she's (y/n), just pretend she's (y/n)' was all that was running through his mind.

"You." He greeted her in a tone that left his girl weak at the knees and if he squinted very hard and used the best of his imagination, she almost looked like (y/n). Almost.

"Captain Man!" She gasped at his sudden appearance. Oh my, he looked so handsome, better than she could ever have imagined and she was certain that this was a dream. The hero stormed over to her with a "hungry" look in his eyes, making her go breathless and weak at the knee. Sweet cheese, this wasn't happening; Captain Man seized Miss Shapen and dipped her in his embrace, leaning over her with a nauseous expression that he masked well. He just had to think of tonight and how his real love would be screaming his name.

"Do you consent to this kiss?" He asked in a tight, reluctant voice and cursed inwardly when her smile grew ten-fold. Well, that was a stupid question, of course, she wanted to snog Swellview's greatest hero.

"Sure, you want it in writing?" She joked, her eyes widening when he took the plunge and pressed his lips against hers. Dear, sweet lord, this was genuinely going to make him vomit. He'd kissed many people in his life and none of them but one truly gave him butterflies. Sharona Shapen was not that one; she killed the butterflies, burnt them, stamped on them, tore them apart. Her hands were roaming his back wildly and (y/n) looked in to see the abhorrent sight. 

"Go before I puke." She told Henry and the boy quietly tiptoed into the room. He too was disgusted by the sight of Ray kissing his teacher, mainly because she was a terrible kisser and not the one he'd fought so hard to set him up with. Ray kissing anyone but (y/n) would always look wrong, those two were made for each other.

He disabled the hologram, chucked it into his backpack and slid onto his chair, resuming the same position that it had been portraying; a pencil in his hand and a calm look on his face. Dear god, Miss Shapen giggling into the kiss was going to haunt his nightmares for weeks to come.

Okay, good. Henry was here, he was in the right place and just in the nick of time, which meant that for Ray, his work was over.

"Wait. Wrong woman." He said, suddenly pulling back and dropping Miss Shapen on the floor. His mouth tasted revolting and he made a quick exit for the door before she could claw him back for more.

"Let's get out of here." He mumbled, grabbing (y/n)'s wrist and pulling her through the halls rapidly. Charlotte and Jasper had already left and Henry could sort himself out, he just needed to leave and get home. 

"You're so brushing your teeth before you can kiss me again. I don't want to taste Sharona too." She chuckled, waggling her finger at him as his eyes darkened at the thought of kissing her. The right person.

"And then I get to fuck you?" He asked with hopeful eyes, glancing across to see her smirk and run her fingers through her hair like the seductive vixen she was.

"Until I can't walk." She promised, giggling when his legs started to work faster until they were practically running through the empty school corridors. Well, all's well that ends well, Henry had handed his test in without a hitch, Miss Shapen got to experience what a real relationship looked like and boy, Ray couldn't wait to get home.

[jam-packed]

i saw someone post abt the netflix show kaos (which is good u should watch it) and during my watch, i did subject my friend to who (in motogp) would best fit the characters in the show.

spoilers cus im gonna explain them within context and talk about the ending and my prayers for a season 2 :( and 3 actually but thats it.

going to separate this in groups of confident to 🤨🤨🤨 yk. anyways.

Set In Stone (to me):

zeus - TOTALLYYYY vale. eccentric bastards, but very entertaining, very likable in the beginning despite their wrongdoings. i feel like in a different world, vale would be wearing tracksuits around his big ass mansion but a guy has to find joy in dressing like a 15 yo boy so props ig (speaking of, i LOVEEE the wardrobe of this show. muy muy bueno to me.....) both have such an intense paranoia on how others receive them and their eternal impact on the world. its all about aging and their race to defy it, but they cant and that comes to be their downfall. regardless, theyre both crazy powerful and crazy in general they are like. the same guy.

poseidon - jorge lorenzo. in some inherent way. poseidon is jorge to me. theres the (for lack of a better term) jealously that poseidon has for zeus (in terms of hera) that jorge has w vale when it comes to personability/marketability. that, and the way poseidon acts is very jorge to me as well. the way he stands like hes in drag race. anyways, theres a nonchalance to poseidon's character and how he interacts with humans that makes me think, "yeah if jorge had this much power, he would act in this way."

hear me out here. hera - dani. not just because hera and poseidon are having an affair, mind you. but yes also mostly that. because im not knowledgeable about dani uh at all im going to base this on how ive seen him ride in the past. dani, to me, is an incredibly strong rider, hes very determined and sound in his efforts. but theres always someone stronger. and while that doesnt inherently mean he is fearful of them, i feel like within the context of the show, hed probably act in the same ways hera does despite how highly she considers herself. hera's a cunt in this and tbh dani is cunt to me with that crazy power i think hed be similar. also im not saying that dani sucks as a rider, its just. the vale/casey/jorge/marc of it all 😕 bad timing

prometheus - casey fuckin stoner, man. were casey and vale ever friends? idk im sure at points. they follow each other on instagram and casey loves to hate so idk. regardless, casey would be totally on board to help a cosmic plan to take down vale, would he kill his wife for it? real vale, no, zeus vale, its reaching towards the table. prometheus and stoner dont have the same humor, but theyre smart, they know how to act. even if casey isnt one for media, he can beat vale on a bike (ducatis on the straights omgggg). and prometheus and zeus are this weird battle of wits and intelligence. im not saying vale is stupid, im saying that he is blind to his insecurities and that can harm him in the same way it hurts zeus in this series.

marc has to have his own segment cus i could make arguments for 4 different characters. walk with me:

riddy/eurydice - stubborn, headstrong, cunt(y), defined moral code. riddy is such an interesting person within this show and i think marc is very similar to her in some respects. one of the main downsides though is the lack of codependency she has with literally anyone. shes not close to a lot of people, shes kinda isolated (from what i interpret, and idk if thats the fault of orpheus but for the sake of ease, lets say riddy does it herself), but she can connect with people easily. marc doesnt really do that. one, no álex, thats never gonna happen; two, he has a hard time being alone, their upbringings are incredibly different, which may have a major part to play in all of that, and that would kinda change who marc is (duh)---if he were alone all his life rather than surrounded by his closest friends and family, as he is now. so, if you want like. bezquez with a sour note, then yeah go marc eurydice, but idk its not my favorite. maybe luca or pecco (pecco is NOT riddy do not listen to me!!!!)

ari/ariadne - the brotherisms go crazy. very similar to riddy in that she is incredibly headstrong. she is not stubborn she is filled with guilt for something she didnt do my sweet lovely little pookiebear i should not be saying that whatever. so, ari's brother is the minotaur (shocker) and i think itd be interesting to explore marc's love for álex despite not knowing he's alive for YEARS (30 fucking years bro free my girl 😭😭😭). regardless, they are both smart, sympathetic to others, and get shit done when it needs to be. i think they match up as people pretty well, but we once again run into the issue of isolation and relationships throughout upbringing. ari does have some very close relationships as we see in the show (for a few episodes and then never again. ok.) like her father and her bodyguard. is that enough? idk maybe. makes me think abt santi........who will come up later actually. all to say, i think theyd make similar decisions to each other, i think marc if put in this story would be ari to an s (close enough, is my joke). anyways, marc is a good ari if you want a calm, semi-levelheaded marc (who kills someone) who will very likely end up with dionysus. but off the dome idk who dionysus could be. hm.

dionysus - he was my favorite in the show im sorry i want my faves to be each other. dionysus is such a character, hes so guy, i need him to get his cat back. ok, so dionysus is the son of zeus and he wants more responsibility/power---upsettingly, because of how marc is as a rider, i think this is why he ISNT dionysus. dionysus is a character that has to grow into himself (by learning about love ❤️) by killing his dad. haha i joke. but cmon. anyways in the context of dionysus's original goal, ehhhh not marc. but dionysus has this (again for lack of a better term) eccentricity that reminds me of marc. they have larger than life qualities but theyre quite mellow outside of that, they want people to be happy, they want love to prevail, if dennis was shiva he would do the exact same things dionysus does with that cat (carry it everywhere). theres a distance dionysus has with humanity that he loses over the course of the series, and i think thats interesting in marc's case cus once again NOT MARC!!! marc, from accounts that arent him (livio suppo is the only name in my mind rn) say that marc is very like. stable. hes a good kid, he doesnt let fame get to him (or at least how he treats others cus wtf is his house), and dionysus's arc is about connecting w humanity and i dont think marc would really have that problem. yes this was a waste of time yes it was just me convincing myself marc cannot logically be dionysus. this is my post man lemme do what i want :(

persephone - a lot of girls here. wonder what that says about how i view marc. womp womp idgaf. so, persephone is queen of the underworld, wife to hades. she LOVES hades and if we're thinking about old men and the young(ish) people that love them. santi. dovi. persephone is not one to lay down and take it, but hades is so gives me smth to play w in terms of who im going to make not a (I HAVE NO BETTER TERMS) pussy. persephone also loves love, she wants to help the gods because she wants to help her husband but she knows that isnt possible with what the gods (ZEUS COUGH COUGH) are asking them to do, so she defies them, she lies to them, she cares for her husband, she feels sympathy for dionysus and helps him to realize zeus is a lying bastard cunt. with great hair. marc to me. again, like ari, he seems the guy to put his money where his mouth he, he WILL do whats best for people cus he knows they deserve it, he wants to help, he will repay kindness, he doesnt forget (dionysus argument actually. repaying kindness this but i digress).

ares - ares literally isnt in the show yet. he got a technical mention in the last moments of the last episode but like idk......based on my knowledge of motogp and greek mythology and also his name is marc i think itd be cool.........put my man in the show give him a sword let him go ham let him kill god vale pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pl

marc my beautiful enigma u cannot be placed. except i think ari is your best bet at accuracy. especially if we're talking human strength and determination, ari n marc brother.

semi confident but could consider others

orpheus - marco bezzecchi. in my heart of hearts, as much as i love bez, he would probably act like orpheus. omggg hes so in love, he WOULD journey to the underworld but also hes a little evil hes a cunt hes a bastard hes cringefail but hes winning. except not really at all. orpheus has this tendency to. self-pity is my best assumption at a word. very whiny man. to me. cus i didnt really feel bad for him throughout the show. anyways, bez does have that intense loyalty that orpheus has, i do think he would do what orpheus does. bez is also kinda a cunt sometimes and i think he would say and do the twat things that orpheus does as well. the hardest part abt bezpheus is like. whos gonna fall out of love with him. you got a lot of options but they all kinda dont make sense yk? pecco just doesnt make sense w the character, cele does make sense he just probably wouldnt fall out of love or be in love in the first place, luca is also an option. luca marini my cringefail bestfriend who is famous and good at sports and doesnt know me, actually yea its luca. honda move, its luca.

riddy (again) - luca. it needs its own section ok i feel like i need to explain myself. luca, currently, looks like he wants to explode and die, he wants out of his fuckass brother's shadow (i dont hate vale im just full of vitriol) and if we transfer those feelings to loveless marriage, do we see how being hit by a truck and shipped off to the underworld and choosing to go to honda (I LIKE HONDA OK IM SORRY) are similar. did riddy choose to die? no its fate she doesnt really have a choice, but grand scheme of things did luca have a choice? idk, talk it up with a philosopher. im a math major, i could care less (lying).

caeneus (i think?) - álex. i think they look similar. i see caeneus and i go omg its álex márquez 2 time world champ in motorsports brother of marc márquez. also theres this weird like almost timidness that caeneus has that i feel is very similar to how álex acts and talks. hes kinda, and this is going to sound so mean to álex, average. however, he is meant for something more, he is more than the surface level by a long shot. and i think thats true for álex as well. caeneus is also very truthful, hes going to get mad at you, if he doesnt wanna tell you shit he wont but hes not gonna walk around it idly, and álex is a marc lie detector so. theres that. again, some downsides, no codependency brothers wth. anyways luca álex ship name. lucquez. aluca. lucalex. rosquez 2 less evil edition. this is so hard cus of fuckin marc bro free me.

not super confident but sure id consider it

dionysus - pecco. vale son, the favorite at some moments, biffs it at others. i dont think pecco has a problem with loving others in the way that dionysus does (aro dionysus slay) but i think theres mentalities that they both have (given by their respective parental figures) that hinder them in similar ways. pecco does not have dionysus's early personality. pecco is very calm, very controlled, (very mindful very demure) but he can also fight with someone after they crash into him, hes not gonna take everything lightly. idk if hes quick to forgive, nor do i know if hes privy to stew in his feelings. one of the primary relationships (thats explored in the show) dionysus has is with zeus. he visits zeus (the only child to do so), he gives zeus gifts (that get rejected), he steals from him (lmao), he defies him (yayy), he gets punished for defying him (NOO FUCK). turbo as dennis ough the thought brings me anguish. anyways, i think with dionysus being a sort of foil to zeus it works with pecco being a foil to vale. evil vale would say flopnaia is a disappointment tho. anyways, if flopnaia were dionysus, hed probably be feeling and doing and saying the same things as d is in the show. would he be as sexually promiscuous? probably not so yk. confidence low. but woah omg very likely marcnaia what a trip.

i dont wanna write an explanation cus this is getting too long but bez could also be considered for dionysus. literally any vr46 boy could lbr.

and tbh anyone else in the cast would confuse the shit outta me i dont know enough people in motogp in that way. i barely know the ones im talking about 😭😭😭 anyways pls diregard everything i said because it makes no sense to try to put people in the correct slots of other media, just write based on the person, not the character you want to portray, thats what makes them interesting, its what allows for different stories and outcomes. all to say i did this for nothing ❤️

[matenrou-fan]

Hi!!!! Now I'm on time, last time I was late for requests, but I liked all the ones you wrote. Can you write about Hifumi with a s/o that is a tomboy, like how they meet and his reaction when he find out that she is a woman and how she felt in love for her, please?

PD. No sabía que hablas español, es muy raro encontrar personas que lo hagan y más en el fandom de Hypmic. HAVE A NICE DAY!! 😊

Hifumi with a tomboy! s/o

WHY did I always end up with some sort of drama when writing about him?? Anyways, here..! <3 Además, realmente no estoy hablando en español, ¡solo uso un traductor de Google!! Porque algunos de mis fans son de España ^^

Femreader, just wholesome stuff, hurt/comfort, a little bit suggestive?? (he touched your boobie omg)

-In his 'real' character, Hifumi is quite energetic and talkative, so it doesn't matter if you're a shy one or as bubbly as he is - you ended up being friends anyway.

-Maybe just bump into each other in a store and suddenly have a whole talk about a new product you both decide to buy. Ahh, Hifumi knows a few good recipes with this thing, and he's always willing to share his cooking secrets!

-Or maybe you visit his work to pick up your friend late at night and he thinks that you're just her brother or boyfriend, and another, simple conversation goes between you two.

-It doesn't really matter as Hifumi is just really friendly in both his modes, especially if you would respond back with interest.

-Cause it seems his fear is more concentrated not around appearance or behavior, but the fact that it's actually a woman in front of him, due to the manga, so he easily can take your look at face value. (referring to this chapter when he and Doppo meet a little boyish girl, and he thinks it's a boy.)

+It also probably means if he met a really 'feminine' boy, he, once again, wouldn't be scared by his look, if he knew it's a male??

-So even if you, despite short hair and rather baggy clothes, have pretty soft face features or a feminine voice, he doesn't really care, absolutely sure you are an ally, a man.

-He never even doubts it, actually - you just know how to win people over, do you? Because Hifumi really got interested in you pretty soon.

-"Hey, s/o, s/o, wanna go with me and Jakurai-sensei fishing?! It's so so fun!!" - with a cheerful giggle he holds both of your hands and starts jumping in place, causing your arms to wiggle up and down along with his movements. - "And then we can go to my place, I want to cook our catch immediately, hehe!"

-So yea, chilling in his shared house with Doppo was kinda common thing for you.. And if in the beginning you felt kinda guilty for literally taking advantage of your pretty boylike appearance and Hifumi's naiveness, you quickly forget about this. Because he always knows how to make you forget about everything, fooling around and making you laugh with his goofy antics.

-The only moments when you do feel yourself like a criminal are evenings when your ebullient friend gets more quiet, just cuddling with you and sharing his thoughts about his fear. It was so hard sometimes even for someone so careless as him, and he loves to find peace in your arms and soothing words.

-You do understand this cannot go on forever, and ideas about how to finally tell the truth without hurting his feelings too much keep shooting through your mind. Yet uh oh, the solving of your crime happened before you were able to choose your own way.

-Because.. Hifumi is so reckless in his desire to have some fun with you, and sometimes he gets too clingy. Only in a friendly, playful way, yet it doesn't mean his hands can't accidentally brush against your chest during some tickle fight..

"N-no, Hifumi, really, I'm gonna die like that..!" - A small weak chuckle bursts out of your chest as you run away from your friend, holding your sides.

"He~he, I'm gonna catch you again..!" - his footsteps quickly get closer as he catches up with you and grabs your shoulders, pushing down.

With a little thud you both fall into the carpet, giggling and fighting, hands on each other's waist. Your guard got down and you didn't even try to watch if your baggy clothes actually cover your body, too busy with making Hifumi laugh. So when another fit of laughter covers him and his arms, trembling, accidently moved from your waist to your chest, grasping here, you both gasps and froze, shocked.

It's even hard to say whose face gets redder as you just look at each other for a moment, before Hifumi sprang away like a scared deer to the other side of the room, leaning to the table leg, still looking at your widened eyes. Open his mouth, then close, then open again, and you didn't notice that you actually repeated his actions, but also didn't know what to say, both embarrassed and scared.

"I..Hifu-"

"Are you a girl???" - with a high pitched voice he tries to get up just to hit the table top.

"Omg, Hifumi, are you alright?!"

And despite you probably should move away, you actually get closer to his now sobbing figure as he grasps poor hitted the back of his head. Your hands caress his shoulder and for a moment Hifumi whines, as this simple touch arises one of the most strange feelings in his chest. The pain gripped him at the heart from the thought of the woman being actually so close to him, yet the way you pet him was still so reassuring.. Still so familiar.

"Hifumi, I will bring some ice, okay? Does it actually hurt that much? Should I call an ambulance?" - and your worried voice still sounds so soft. His fear always affects his mind, making any sounds from girls around Hifumi sound so sharp and dangerous, yet there is nothing like that with you, as he gets too used to your presence.

His head doesn't even hurt that much, actually, yet here he is, leaning to your shoulder and sobbing in a weak attempt to hide his face. Because it would be too hard to look at your face right now, as Hifumi himself doesn't know what to say. He's afraid, but doesn't want to lose you. As only now he suddenly asks his own feelings and realizes just how deep you actually get into his soul and heart.

"Hifumi..?" - you slowly tried to pull him away to look at his face and finally bring some ice from the kitchen, yet his arms quickly wrapped around your waist as he buried his face in your neck.

"No.. Let's sit like that for a moment.." - his whole body tremble, making his weak voice a little shaky too, yet you didn't push him off, trying to stroke his hunched shoulders as light and soft as you could.

-You thought that after such a terrible accident your friend would totally break off all communication with you, and honestly you can't even judge him, putting all guilt on your own shoulders.

-Yet after a few days he will show up again, asking you shyly to help him in fear. Well, maybe not in a really good way he found out about you being a girl, but the main thing is that he can spend much more time around you then around other females, so it means you kinda can help him health.

-So slowly everything goes back to your normal routine, as you would going for walks or hanging out in his place again. For the new beginning you were pretty soft and careful, as Hifumi also got more coy, touching you much less than usual.

-Only thoughts about you always being so friendly and harmless with him fills him with determination, and after some time you both get used to each other again.

-Or.. Do you? As sometimes you can notice some sort of blush on his cheeks when you sit too close for a long time, watching something together, and when you touch his hands his fingers start to tremble but Hifumi himself didn't act scared..

-Confusing, you just let things go, waiting to see what it will lead to. Cause maybe, just maybe, you feel some sort of interest in him, more than a friendly one, that you always try to suppress, knowing his fear.

-But with such careless attitude you both didn't notice when everything got so serious, and one day another movie night ended up with a soft kiss. And then another, longer one, as Hifumi realizes your lips didn't electrocute him, but actually lure him to feel your softness more.

-"S/o.. I.." - he mumbled after you pulled away, breathing heavily and trying to stop blushing so hard. - "I think I love you.. C-can you stay overnight? I need to kiss you more to fully understand.."

[calyxthenerd]

creciendo juntos (no) aprendemos a vivir

At the Castillo Household

“So, Lu, you can start by mixing the white chocolate, margarine and sweet condensed milk, then separating it in different bowls, to add the different food coloring to each one” Violetta asked, already pouring glasses of wine for everyone

“Wow, you really don’t trust me to cook, do you?” Ludmila deadpanned, taking a sip of the one she claimed as hers

“Do you need me to remind you what happened last time?” She countered, the blonde stayed silent at that “now, Fe, Cami, you guys are on ingredient gathering duty for now”

“Yes, ma’am! What do we need?” Camila asked

“Okay, so, this recipe requires:

one and a half cups of flour

One and a half teaspoons of baking powder

One and quarter teaspoons of salt”

“Uh, how do you measure a quarter of a teaspoon?” Fede interrupts, swirling his wine around

“I don’t know, figure it out! Anyways,

Half a cup of room temperature butter

One cup of sugar

Two eggs

One teaspoon of vanilla extract

Half a cup of milk

And we need the little paper cup things to put the batter in!” Violetta finishes, turning to preheat the oven at 180° degrees like the recipe says

“On it!” Camila says, starting to dig through the drawers for the cupcake things, pausing everyone once in a while to drink a little

“Okay, so, now we mix the flour, the baking powder and the salt in a bowl, Fe, the bowls are in the cabinet on top of the sink, fetch one for me?” He hands her a bowl “thanks, oh, I need another one!” He sighs and grabs another one for her

“Okay, Fe, while Cami scavanges for the cups and I take care of this mix, can you mix the sugar and the butter?” She asks

“Sure!” He starts mixing

“And then when it’s fluffy, you add one egg, mix, add the other egg and mix”

“Got it” he does so

“Okay, now, we add this other mix to it, and the milk, together, can you go grab it?”

“Of course!” They start pouring the ingredients in the bowl, and Federico starts mixing

“Cami, have you found them yet?” Violetta asks

“Got ‘em!” She calls out, handing them to her friend

“Good, Fe, is the mix ready?” He nods “Alright, now we spread them around the baking sheet, and carefully pour the batter on each one” Camila starts pouring, very unevenly, but not spilling so far “Lu, how are you doing?”

“Great! The colors are coming along, I just need to figure out how to make the flag fading ones, but I’m sure I can figure it out!”

“Muy bien! Cami, are they all poured in?” The readhead makes an affirmative noise

“Now we need to put it in the oven” she grabs the baking sheet “Lu, can you open the oven for me?”

“Of course” she opens it, as her sister puts the sheet in, closing it and setting the timer for 15 minutes

“And now we wait… uno anyone?” Camila suggests

“You’re all going down” Ludmila states as everyone agrees, moving to the living room with their glasses

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“IM GONNA KILL YOU!!!” Camila yells at Maxi, as the rest of their friends started coming when they texted that most of the work of baking the cupcakes was done, and that Vilu was serving the good wine

“A game is a game, Cam-Cam, buy sixteeen” the short boy replies with a shrug

“Guys, stop” Naty cuts in

“What?! I’m right!!” Camila squawks, indignantly

“No, does anyone smell this?”

“Yeah, I smell it too…” Leon agrees

“THE CUPCAKES!!!” Ludmila shoots up, racing into the kitchen, everyone else following, as they go in, they see the room is filled with smoke, she opens the oven, seeing the carbonated things that were supposed to be cupcakes, and just then, Olga comes in, getting back from the supermarket

“WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY KITCHEN????”

And this is why you don’t leave a bunch of drunk neurodivergent young adults to bake by themselves, Olga fixed it and they got their pride cupcakes eventually, but the point still stands

[mo2k]

Imagine…you meeting the pillars for the first time💕. (pt.9)

No.9 : Tokitou Muichiro

Pairing : Muichiro x <fem> reader

Warnings : None, just fluffed <3

Note- Hello lovelies!I hope ya’ll like this,Mui-kun is just so cute! >///<

Synopsis : Ok,this can go 2 ways…

1.If you’re a pillar…

>This is the first day of your work as a pillar,Oyakata-sama had held a meeting with all the other pillars to introduce you.But there was one pillar that has caught your attention the most��and that is ‘Tokitou Muichiro’ or the mist pillar.Something…something in him make you want to know him more or…perhaps…even befriend him…

2.If you’re a normal demon slayer/citizen/medic and etc.

>You two would be strangers. (At first!,At first!Just you wait…👀) Maybe you’ve walked past him once or twice,but you never get the chance to talk to him-but the same feeling (from above-if you’re a pillar) was still there…

Now,let’s get to the story-whatever you are!

You’re strolling around an open field near the demon slayer headquarters,trying to relax yourself from all the stresses you’ve got from works…

Your mind was blanked as you stared at the sky absent-mindedly while dragging your legs boringly…that was until you had caught something at the corner of your eyes.You quickly shot your head towards that direction you think you saw something and-oh…look what you found💓…

It was the mist pillar…lying under the tree to hide from the hot sun that can burn deep into your skin if you stay out for too long.He’s also-staring at the sky absent-mindedly,exactly what you’ve just done earlier.

You blinked at him,curious to why would the mist pillar would be here.You tilted you head to the side slightly,trying hard-to figure out why would he be here…if he didn’t cut you off your thoughts first…

Muichiro : “…What are you doing?” He speak,not that loud but just enough for you to hear.But-well,he didn’t even take a glance at you when he speak…making you even more curious about him…

But then…that’s when you realized…oh boy…he’d just caught you staring…you were too distracted to noticed what you’ve done…

(Y/n) : “Oh!I-uh…um…” You stammered over your own words,an uneasy feeling sat in your stomach.You are-no doubt,super embarrassed since you’ve just stared,at the stranger-who you haven’t even speak a word with…You starting to look away-trying to find some good excuses that maybe-could help you out of this situation…

Muichiro : He closed his eyes and then sighed, “Stop.I don’t mind it…you can go.But just…don’t stared at the strangers with no permissions,ok?”. His tone was not cold nor arrogant-just a normal tone.But dang-his words sometimes…could be as sharp as a knife…

Whatever-this just make you even more embarrassed that your cheeks staring to get hot.You bit your lip before apologize him, “I understand…and I’m so sorry…” You bowed slightly.He just nodded and raised his hand to wave as a gesture for you to go away already.But will you really?Hm…I don’t know? (😂)

You blinked several times at his gesture-he will just let you like this?So easily?Really?Can that be called as a little rude? (But girl-I think you forgot that you two were still strangers =<=)

Well-you just stand there for a moment.Trying to muster up your confidence-and without a word…you slowly walk towards him…He didn’t move,didn’t even open his eyes to see what was coming…but you knew that he can sense something’s coming…

At last,when you are here-standing in front of him…and peering intently in to his face…that’s when he finally open his eyes…

Muichiro : “What?” This time his tone got a bit annoyed,but his face still wore that emotionless expression…

(Y/n) : You took a deep breath-before asking, “What are you doing?”.

There was a stunned silence between you two for a moment….It was a stupid question and you know that…but you still couldn’t help yourself as you peered into his blue orbs in anticipation,trying to guess what he was thinking at the moment…He still shows no emotion but you can tell from his slightly widen eyes that he was surprised and taken aback by your question…

Muichiro : “What?” He raised his eyebrow. “What are you doing?” You ask again, “Why do you want to know?” He question back-narrowing his eyes threateningly…but you thought it was cute… (lol🤣)

(Y/n) : “Just wondering…” You chuckled a bit,didn’t even realized that your lips have curled up into a small smile. “Just go way” he clicked his tongue. And you rolled your eyes playfully,you crouched down to his level- “Can I joined you then?Whatever you’re doing” . “You won’t listen anything,will you?” He growled. “I don’t know~” you winked down at him,a mischievous smile plastering your face.

Muichiro : He sighed again, “Do whatever you pleased…” He said finally,turn his body to his side-facing away from you. “Yay!” You cheered,and you swore you can hear him snickered to himself.

(Y/n) : “Did you just snicker?Oh man~I don’t know you can do that~” you teased him as you let yourself plopped down to the fresh green grass. “No” he answered,and you giggled.

You’re now fully lay down on the grass,looking at the blue sky dotted with clusters of clouds.You grinned widely before pointing your index finger at one bunch of fluffy clouds that look like mash mellow. “Can you see that Muichiro-kun?” He turned to lying on his back again,and take a look of the clouds…and then at you…

“It looks like a dragon,don’t you think?” You shifted you gaze to him too,just in time to see that he was also looking at you…You blinked at him, “What’s wrong?” You asked after a moment,a little nervous. “How do you know my name?” His eyes are a bit wide,and you’ve just relaized that you’ve been holding your breath…but after you hear his question…you started laughing…

(Y/n) : “Ah-hahahaha!How do I know your name!?Well,it’s just so obvious-hahaha!You’re the mist pillar remember?” You have to cover your mouth with your hand to calm yourself down-bit it’s just so funny!You can’t help it…

Muichiro : He just lay there,still dumbfounded and confused….how can someone remember his name even when they haven’t even talk?Now he’s confused,really confused,he can never remember something for more than 5 minutes…so,how did you just know his name exactly???

“I…don’t…um…quite understand what you’re talking about…” It take a while for him to open his mouth to talk again…and you just laugh even harder…

Oh~He start to get angry~ “Hey!Stop laughing!What’s so funny!?” He raised his voice, “I-haha!oops-I-I’m sorry-haha!I-just can’t help it-hahaha!” You managed to choke your words out-but that doesn’t make him feel any better.

Muichiro : “Whatever!I don’t care about you anymore!” He huffed,too embarrassed and angry to speak…When you’re starting to calm down, “Ok,ok,I’m sorry!” You told him,but still smiling-he was so adorable looking like this. OwO

He made a ‘tch’ sound and turn his head away-and you rolled your eyes, “Fine!Alright,I’m sorry-Really Sorry.It’s my fault-please forgive me!How about this?Let’s go eat some food or sweets,my treat!What do you think?”

He quickly turned to you,his hands finding yours fast.He gripped your hands together tightly around his while saying “Really!?” excitedly. He has shifted closer to you,too close! 0///0 Your nose almost touched-Ahhhhhhh-.And you slowly nodded,blushing hard,his face immediately lit up (like an adorable child🥺)-this was the first time you got to see him grinned widely,his face tinted a bit pink from excitement. “Oh,ok!You’re forgiven!” He hugged you tightly-and you froze…

(Y/n) : You feel hot spark through your body,the feeling of him hugging you-his warmth that radiate from his small frame,his breathing on your neck,and his cute face that just mushed to your shoulder-Arhhhhhhh,this is too much,TOO MUCH!Muichiro-kun!Get away!Get away!Quick!Our dear (y/n) is almost fainted!Fscbnkfsxzcht-!!!! @////@

Then he realized that he might have just hud you a bit too tight-he loosen his arms,while look up to you worriedly… “Did I hurt you?” He ask quietly…. (Such an adorable child-ahhhhhhhh /////)

(Y/n) : You quickly shook your head- “Oh no no!You didn’t hurt me at all!” You hug him again-trying to hide your red embarrassed face…He hugged you back,relieved.

“Now,okay…what do you see in those clouds?” You pulled away from the hug,pointed to one group of clouds again-trying to change the subject,he quickly look to that direction- “Where?” Then he see a bunch of clouds,cling together in a shape like cat… “I see cats…” he said, “Really?I think I see (something of your choice)…’Cause-Oh!What about those!?” You said cheerily,smile a little to yourself…

What you didn’t know was…he take a look at you again-this time chuckle a bit and smile back,thinking of how beautiful and pretty you look when you smile…Then he paused… ‘Wait…what am I thinking?’ He started to blush…. “Hey…um…what’s your name by the way?” He asks shyly…

(Y/n) : You turn your head to look at him,before blinked and pointed to yourself- “Me?” You question for confirmation…and he nodded “Yes,you…What’s your name?”

You smile, “(l/n) (y/n),nice to meet you tokitou-san” You pull your hand out, “So am I…” he answered,also smile back.

“Tell me about yourself more”,he said. “Huh?But it’s quite long,you sure you wanna listen?” You said back. “I’m sure…” he respond. “Well then,fine!…But only on one condition…”. “What is it then?” He demanded. You grinned playfully, “You must tell yours too!”. He snorted, “Only that?”. “Yes!” You persist. “Alright,alright…I’ll tell you everything-if I can remember them or they aren’t nothing too personal…” He trailed off… “Then how about we talked about clouds too!?Like you tell me what you see and I’ll also mine!Sounds fun!” You suggest. “Sure,why not?” He shrugged, “Ah ha!” You laughed,and he bit back his smile…

Anyway-you guys just talked on and on and on (getting to know each other more and many more things else-ooh~✨) until you both starting to get hungry so you guys go to the town to find something to eat (Your treat as promised lmao😂).You have so much fun together and so does he too!You two end up,running around like children while also hold each other’s hand tightly…

You two don’t want this day to end…but alas,everything must come to an end…The sun was starting to disappear,the once blue sky has turned into a pink-red.It’s time for you to say goodbye… “Hey,Muichiro-kun…” You called out, “Hm?” was all he answered… “Looks like it’s time for me to go…” you replied…And his face fell almost immediately… “Already?” He ask,gripping your hands tighter-he was,um…actually pouting as if he doesn’t want you to go…He looks like he wanted to cry,omg- 0///0

You looked at him sadly… “Yes…but don’t worry,I can come to play with you tomorrow!” You tried to light up the mood, “Really?” He asked excitedly. “Of course!” You laughed, “Then…I’ll see you tomorrow,at the same spot we meet today,ok?” He quickly nodded.You let go of his hand-while saying “Goodbye then!See ya!” You told him before you turned your heels and starting to run back to your home-“Wait” he cried from behind,and you twisted your neck to look at him.

“Goodbye to you too (y-y/n)!” He stuttered,and you both gasped at the same time.He covered his mouth with one of his hand,stunned,shocked or surprised he doesn’t know-but all he know was…He can remember your name after all this time that has passed… “M-Muichiro-kun…” you started slowly… “You did it!You finally did it!You can remember my name!I always know you can!” You cheered excitedly while laughing joyfully, “Yes!Ah haha!I can do it!” He began to laugh too,and after some moments and you two can finally calm yourself…You waved your hand, “Goodnight to you then” you state finally… “Goodnight too…” he waved back….

You two shared one last grinned at each other,before you turned and go onto your way again…Leaving him looking down while a happy smile plastering on his face… ‘I’ll always remember you (y/n)…’ Was his last thought as he also took off back to his estate…

To Muichiro,this is something very special…He used to feel a bit lonely before…But now he doesn’t anymore,‘cause he’s got you right by his side anywhere and anytime he needs you or you needs him… In other words… “He’s not alone anymore”….

Ahhhhh,we’ve finally come to the last part of “Imagine…you meeting the pillars for the first time💕!” The next one’s “Imagine…you meeting the kamaboko squad for the first time!” as my dear @yui-san0 has requested!♥️I love you so much my dear,pls take care of yourself love!🥺���💞

Lastly,I wanted to say “Thank You So Much!” out loud for everyone here.I know that I did bad in the last part but I’ll try to get better I promise!❣️I love you guys so so much,pls have a great day/night,take care and don’t overwork yourself!🥰💖💝

The arts are not mine!Credits to the artist!🌟❣️

-With love,BamBam🦢🌙

[nehpetssanders]

Daily Life with the Madrigals - Intro

Disclaimer: Stories in this one are set AFTER the plot of ENCANTO for plot and story conveniences, otherwise, I would put another disclaimer on top of post if it happened before, during or after the movie.

I will try to keep this as gender neutral as possible.

Will there dark themes? ABSOLUTELY, UNEQUIVOCALLY, NOT! Just fluffs all around. With the occasional angst.

Will the reader have a relationship? Who knows ;)

Ola! Soy (Y/N)!(Hello, I'm (Y/N)), 20 years of age and a person of intellect. And you're probably wondering who I am!

Oh, I'm just the local botanist for the town of Encanto, a very magical place somewhere deep in the mountains of Columbia, where it is led by the Madrigals.

Who are the Madrigals? Why, a very magical family! Literally.

Each member of their family have these really cool superpowers they use to help their secluded community thrive!

Like how Tia Pepa's mood affects the weather, or how Isabela can make any plant bloom with just a thought.

Truth to be told, I wasn't really born in Encanto, but rather just stumbled upon it when I was just a muy niñito/niñita(very little boy/girl), on the verge of starvation and exhaustion. The Madrigals saved my life that day. So, yeah. I'm really close with the Madrigals, I even live under their roof, which I am really thankful for, since I, uh, really didn't have anywhere else to go.

Like I said, each of member of the Familia Madrigal have chores on their own during the day, helping the community, with Luisa helping with the heavy work, like relocating a bridge or a church, or with Tia Julieta healing anyone who had an injury, or with Tia Pepa helping the local farmers watering their crops.

As for me? Well, I mostly work on the greenhouse just beside the casita, studying plants, grafting and splicing a few new beneficial flowers for Isabela to grow, herbs for Tia Julieta's cooking, and the occasional medicinal plants, just in case. Oh! I also cultivate tea leaves for brewing some relaxing teas after a hard day of work for the Madrigals. I also occasionally help the local school with teaching the kids too.

Now, I may not have powers of my own like the Madrigals, but being an intellectual is already a power itself. El Conocimiento Es Poder, like I always say to myself.

Anyways, here's me and my weird hijinks with the Familia Madrigal:

Episode 1 - (Y/N)'s Kitchen Fail

Episode 2 - ???

[fifteenskies15]

Why isn't this blog more popular your writing is so good I hope I'm not bothering with my requests during these hard times. Yandere Tokito twins X childhood friend reader The kimetsu academy au ( read their profile it would probably help you ) Where she's been avoiding them since they entered middle school because they were becoming popular Stuff she did to avoid them ,going home in a different route calling them by their family name also while avoiding them she makes a new friend who's a boy.

Well, well! I got another reqs again, ight time to break fingers, forget sleep and write stuff again, I once again would like to warn you that my writings doesn't make any sense, there will be PSA and apology in the end regarding the question and maybe another reason why I can be very, VERY reluctant to accept reqs.

No longer the same

(Yandere! Tokito Brothers x Reader)

You and the Tokito Brothers were pair of lovely childhood friends once, ONCE, You don't think that you and the brothers are friends anymore now that those brothers has become very famous and maybe even forgot that you're exist, forgot everything that you and the brothers has been through as a child, so you draw the line between them and you.

You start to call them by their family name, and when you're going home, you tried your best to go out really fast so that you won't go home with them and even choosing the different route, not the one you and the brothers always go back in those days, everyday, you grow apart from them and maybe even forgot that they're exist...

However, they're not stupid, they noticed how you stray further from them, they even noticed how stiff and cold you are, you never came to their house and wake them up and went to school together, you never ask them to have lunch together anymore, you never ask them how's their day going, you never take them to the diner everytime you both go home after school and you never call them "Mui-chan" or "Yui-tan" anymore.

This sadden both of them? Why? Why would you draw the lines and forgot them? Did they do anything wrong to you? Did they say something wrong to you?

Yuichiro and Muichiro actually had always liked you, as in like-like you, they always do ever since you both are pair of wee tykes, so the fact that you start to avoid them really hurt them so much that they keep themselves up all night and thinking about why you avoid them.

Even though you're no longer talk to them, you're not lonely, you still have your good friend, Tanjiro Kamado, he is a kind and thoughtful boy, you really like how he always wear the hanafuda earrings despite the fact the school didn't allowed him to just because it was once belonged to his father, you like how he keep it on regardless the rule, everyday you spend your time with Tanjiro and his friends and sister, but you enjoy spending time with him the most.

Unfortunately, this somehow trigger something in the brothers, they're sad and angry that you start ignore them and be with other guys instead of them, everyday the awful feelings grow and grow, they start became rather obsessive towards you, you might not feel like it but the brothers started to stalk you and your friends with jealousy and obsession inside their minds.

Many unpleasant scene across their minds, there are a lots of possibilities of them hurting Tanjiro in anyway possible, why?

Because he stole you away from them, he stole the love of their lives, what give him the rights to be with you when they know you more than he did?

The more they see you with Tanjiro, the more toxic they are, they can't really take it anymore, so they decided to make a move.

Tanjiro, first...

Then, you...

It's just a regular day in the academy, Tanjiro was outside by himself and not with you because you have to run some errands with Kocho senpai at the library, the brothers take the liberty of this and approached him with a sinister glare in their empty mint eyes.

"Oh! Good afternoon Yuichiro-san, Muichiro-san! Would you like to join me?"

The sweetness Tanjiro showed them is rather disgusting and unnerving, Yuichiro even start to scrunched up his face in disgust.

Without thinking twice, Yuichiro start to pull Tanjiro's collar, making the other boy flinched in surprise, "Y-Yuichiro-san?! What... what's wrong??"

"Stay away from, (Name)..."

"Huh?! Why would I...? She's/he's my friend! How can I even stay away from her/him?!"

In a flash, Muichiro start to punched Tanjiro square on his face, he land another one as he try to speak "Don't say anything else... This is a warning, Kamado" he said dusting off his hands "You don't want anything happen to your lovely sister and friends, don't you?" As Muichiro mentioned Nezuko and his friends, Tanjiro glared up at them "You wouldn't!"

"We would" they say in unison, Tanjiro gritted his teeth and ready to attack them, but they swiftly dodged it causing him to fell forward, Yuichiro then stepped on Tanjiro's back, "This is your last warning, Kamado, if we see you and (Name) together, there will be hell to pay for your precious sister and friends"

He pull his feet off and scowl at Tanjiro's figure "Let's go, Muichiro"

He nod and went off with his brother, meanwhile Tanjiro just glared over his shoulder at the twins as he clenched his fist "I'm so sorry, (Name)"

You sighed as you make your way home, today Tanjiro doesn't seem feel well that he didn't want to walk with you, another problem is that he seemed to avoid you left and right, you wonder if you did anything wrong to them.

As you keep walking you start to feel pair of eyes are on you, you start to feel really anxious about this, so you picked up the pace, and as you heard a rapid footsteps behind you, you start to run faster with your heart beating wildly, who followed you here and why would they?!

You flinched as your assailant caught you and cover your mouth with an handkerchief to prevent you from screaming, you slowly losing consciousness and the last thing you saw was a familiar gleam of mint green eyes.

...

...

...

You slowly open your eyes...

Where are you now?

...

...

...

You're in bedroom, but not yours yet it looks familiar...

"You have come to, (name)-chan/kun?" A familiar voice said, alarmed, you looked around and to see Muichiro with a sick smile on his face "it's been a while since you're here, right, (Name)-chan/kun?" You were about to ask why would they do this but you can't since your mouth were gagged

"...?!?!"

"Nuh uh, (name) no talking" Yuichiro say, tutting and smirking at you "You have been a very bad girl/boy, haven't you, sweetheart? Avoiding us like a plague here and there?" You avert your eyes so that yours didn't see his eeriely empty mint eyes, you flinched as a hand sneak around your shoulders and to see Muichiro with same eyes and the sick smile on his face.

"We're sad, so sad when you avoid us, do you hate us or something?" You avoid both of their eyes and flinched as Yuichiro yanked the gag off your mouth "out with it, darling..."

You stayed silent for a bit then you meet their eyes "It's because since you both got famous!! You guys would see me as nothing now that everyone start to love you and you forget me like I am nothing afterwards!!"

They flinched and start to looked hurt at your words, Yuichiro gritted his teeth and put his hand around your neck "Is that what you think about us? How low you can be?"

Muichiro pouted sadly and lay his head on your shoulder "That's so mean, (name)-chan/kun, why would you thought we forget you because of fame?"

You feel guilty as Muichiro said that but that doesn't make up for what he and his brother do to you "That doesn't matter!! Just let me go-!!" You sputtered out as Yuichiro squeezed your neck tighter, it's almost hard to breathe "and let you being cozy with Kamado? Not a chance in hell, you don't want anything happen to him don't you? Muichiro and I are capable to hurt him in many ways more than one" you widen your eyes in fear, you knew them long enough to see where this is going.

"No please..." Yuichiro shoot a smirk to you "that's what I like to see, you begging us not to hurt your precious Kamado Tanjiro" he lean closer as he whispered to you "That means you have learnt your lesson, hm?" Yuichiro chuckled and kissed your cheek, making you flinch.

Muichiro giggled and do the same as he nuzzled himself against your neck "(Name)-chan/kun, you won't leave us now right?"

You just froze in fear and sadness.

Yuichiro chuckled again and slowly unbutton your uniform "she/he won't, Muichiro..."

"Because she/he belongs to us"

Well there we have it, I apologize if this doesn't meet your expectations and I owe you a little explanation and apologies

I actually starting to work on one shot and headcanons just for fun, my blog isn't exactly a writing blog like everyone and my friends, and in all honesty I couldn't take reqs really well, I only wrote for fun not for recognition or fame, I don't even like being "famous", I'm just here to have fun and doing art with my friends.

So I'm really sorry for being a hypocrite and gave you a false hope, if you want to request a fic or headcanon you can ask @ink-hashira or @kabura-maru since they're more capable and far more experienced than I am.

I hope you can understand this, once again, I'm so sorry and thank you.

[kabura-maru]

It’s not my place to dictate how kny should have or should have not ended, though I can’t help but be a bit dissatisfied with all the deaths. Despite this, I can’t thank Koyoharu Gotouge enough for giving us this wonderful series full of wonderful characters!

So uh... did a lil end rewrite to let my faves be happy— tho this also includes ocs hahaha sorry for those of you who don’t necessarily care for oc works, I might write an alternative end like this again without them...

((Kaise is my bby along with Hotaru and Makoto; Hiromi and Hanae belong to @fifteenskies15 ; Hinami belongs to @brinthie ; and of course a lil @seiiblue cameo))

Happily Ever After || kny alternate ending (canons x ocs)

Bleary eyes blinked open, taking a moment to adjust to the light. Muffled voices greeted the girl’s ears as she tried to sit up, but steady hands gently pushed her back to the ground. She recognized the uniforms of the people hovering over her now. Kakushi.

Does that mean the fight is over...?

The girl went to speak, but her throat felt too dry and her lungs heaved in pain.

Without having to ask, or really being able to, a voice answered all her burning questions.

“Muzan is dead. We won, Akashi-sama. We won.”

The words were surreal to her. They had really done it.

Kaise stayed on the ground upon the kakushi’s stern commands. They were tending to her various wounds, covering the frail girl in layers and layers of bandages. She squeezed her eyes closed and hissed with pain every time cold ointment met her open wounds. The girl also grasped firmly at the ground, closing tight fists around grass and dirt. That’s when she noticed her legs felt completely numb.

“My...” she rasped before coughing, the Kakushi tending to her looked worried “my.. legs..”

“You still have them! Don’t worry! Just some wounds, the numbness will pass.” A different kakushi than before assured her “now please, lie still.”

The girl once more complied. Worry still gnawed at her, though.

“Kaise..? Kaise..!” A familiar voice called out around the field, his voice laced with much more emotion (concern) than usual

“Giyuu?!” Kaise called back, sitting up despite her body’s painful protests and the Kakushi’s orders

Worried blue eyes met her teary turquoise ones. The man was bandaged up as well, but his right arm...

The man ran to her, quickly but gently pushing her back down to relax and continue to be tended to. She used his thighs as a pillow and her cradled her close with his left arm. Tears spilled from them both, no no one could discern if they were from joy or sadness.

After a moment, the kakushi dispersed. One left with a quick “tomioka-sama, we leave her in your care.” And thus, they were alone.

Giyuu had dutifully wiped Kaise’s tears away as they fell, whispering words of comfort she couldn’t quite hear over her sobs.

Raising a shaky arm, Kaise wanted to cup his cheek and wipe away his tears too. Giyuu understood her motions, quickly leaning into her touch. He closes his eyes gently, reveling in the warmth her hand provided.

“Kaise..” his gruff voice mumbled

Kaise wanted to reply, but all that she could muster was a small “mm?” Through tears.

“Let’s get married.”

——

Sanemi was already heavily bandaged and drifting in and out of conciousness by the time Hiromi had got to him. The Kakushi trying to fix up her clearly broken leg was quite annoyed at her insistence, but Hiromi’s stubbornness always won.

“Sanemi!” She croaked, attempting to crawl even closer to her lover

The man didn’t reply, but the telltale twitch of his remaining fingers seemed to put the girl at ease. She reached out far enough to intertwine her fingers into his bandaged ones.

The man groaned lightly as more pressure was placed on his chest. He wheezed, eyes opening from the sudden shock of pain.

He was so close. So so so close to being with his younger siblings again. So close.

But then the grip on his hand stopped all his racing thoughts. He squeezed back lightly.

Hiromi.

“I’m not going anywhere.” He said, almost more to himself than to her

“You better not.”

——

Hinami felt absolutely exhausted when it was all over. She managed to stagger into the last few minutes of the fight against Muzan. She was in virtually no shape to keep fighting, but did so anyways.

Before she knew it, the world went dark and her whole body went numb.

Eyes opened, but it was still dark. A single figure stood in the vast expanse of black. He brought light as he walked towards her, his features seeming clearer with every step.

Recognition flashed in her magenta eyes. “Mui-kun?”

The boy only shook his head. “No, sorry.”

Confusion was evident in her expression, brows even knit together thoughtfully. Quickly, she pieced it together.

“You’re Yuichirou.”

The corners of his mouth barely upturned into a vague smile as he nodded slightly. He was Mui’s spitting image, albeit seeming both younger and smaller.

“So... I’m dead.”

“Not quite yet. I’m here to keep you out. I pushed my stupid younger brother out, but I can’t rest easy knowing how close he was to slipping through here.”

Hinami’s breath hitched. “Mui died?!”

“Technically,” he huffed, clearly annoyed “but I wasn’t going to let him stay dead... and not you either.

Confusion hit her like a wave once more. Why would he so adamant on her staying alive? The Muzan battle was over. It really wasn’t a bad way to go.

“Stop thinking like that.” Yuichiro grumbled “I know you’re thinking something pessimistic; do you know how many times I wanted to slap that look off my brother’s face?!”

Silence met his words, but he didn’t hesitate to keep talking.

“You care about him, don’t you? I need someone I can trust to keep him from trying to die again.”

So that’s why.

“But I—“

“No buts! Hinami Kimiko, consider yourself kicked out of the afterlife, at least for now.” He seemed mad, but the soft look in his eyes told a completely different story “please, show him how to be happy.”

And Hinami’s eyes flew open again, this time greeted by the light of the sun crawling across the sky. The only thing was, she couldn’t see it.

——

Makoto and Hotaru were fidgety and uneasy, eventually rushing into the battlefield too. They didn’t feel right standing idly by as so many people risked their lives. They weren’t particularly fighters, but they could damn well try their best to be useful.

The two had stumbled into the tail end of the fight against upper moon one; they were horrified by the injuries they saw, but quickly set to work.

Hotaru was especially worried for Genya. It wasn’t long ago that they had become an official thing, after all. She wanted to stay by him, but Makoto pulled her away. She would be less distracted letting him patch her lover up and thus she took charge of seeing to the youngest pillar.

Sanemi was also, without a doubt, quite worried. Makoto shooed him away as well, insistant he keep fighting.

Hotaru made quick work of evaluating the wounds of the small boy. It looked bad... but she felt a sudden rush of confidence. She decided he was much to young to die. She wouldn’t let him.

Makoto wasn’t keen on letting Genya die either. Despite his overprotective nature towards Hotaru, he had to admit he liked Genya. No one made his sister smile quite like him.

———

——

—

It had now been five years since that fated day. Sunrises had never been as beautiful as the one that marked the end of demons, but the survivors of the battle didn’t seem to mind.

Obanai and Mitsuri were the first to marry. It was a beautiful ceremony and the two former hashira really couldn’t be happier. Later, they had two sons; though, even now, they’re thinking of having more. Hopefully a daughter this time.

Tanjirou and Inosuke didn’t take long after that to announce that they were a thing, though it was more than a little obvious. Zenitsu then tried to one-up them and boast about being with Nezuko, but that was most definitely obvious.

Kyojuro was next to throw a big ceremony. After he had sustained his injuries from the fight with Akaza, he took a lot of time to himself to recover. He had his now wife, Sei, by his side the whole time. She supported him unconditionally, and he couldn’t help but fall for her. They had a baby girl now, but we’re definitely planning on having more kids in the future.

Sanemi couldn’t stand being shown up by his fellow ex-hashira, so he proposed next. If he didn’t, Hiromi certainly would’ve. They had their two children, a son and daughter, in quick succession; this came as no surprise to anyone.

The wedding of Kaise and Giyuu was the most recent. Definitely not the last to come, though. It was a less frivolous reception than their comrades had, but still awe-inspiring. They took their relationship a bit slower than most, but no one seemed to mind. Kaise was now pregnant with her second child, her first only being about 10 months old.

Despite their lack of ever confirming where their relationship was, everyone knew Hinami and Muichirou were together. Hina had made a promise, after all. The two were happy. One could even say they were more than happy. They had to deal with their own recoveries, but truthfully it was having each other that kept them going. Mui and Hina made each other whole after feeling broken for so long.

Genya took a bit longer to propose, but finally did so with encouragement from his brother. He and his fiancée Hotaru were happily planning their future together, even discussing the idea of having kids! Though, Genya often became too flustered to ever finish any of those talks.

Makoto was also engaged now, to Hiromi’s younger sister Hanae no less. The two were a cute pair, and they definitely made each other happy.

They were all happy.

[minijenn]

Keys to the Kingdom Preview 2

Bc I’m having a hella fun time working on this chapter, especially now that I got the movie characters involved. This bout I’m working on now is just a bunch of exposition to explain the plot of Coco, but I’m still sprinkling cute little exchanges in there anyway to make things fun. Enjoy: 

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“I need to get a blessing from someone from my family before sunrise so I can get back to the Land of the Living,” Miguel explained fretfully. “If I don’t then… I’m stuck here. F-forever.”

“Whoa…” Sora gaped, immediately sympathetic to the boy’s plight. “Well… maybe we could help you look for your family!”

“Sora... “ Donald spoke up, shaking his head disapprovingly. Even so, Sora didn’t retract the offer, instead offering his companions a glance that carried the unspoken promise that they’d search for the Key along the way. A promise both Donald and Goofy knew would end up taking a back seat to helping their newfound friends in any given world. 

“Eh… Y-yeah, I mean, if you really wanted to…” Miguel glanced down apprehensively. “Problem is my uh, only family here is Ernesto de la Cruz…”

“Who’s that?” Goofy asked, Sora and Donald both completely out of the loop along with him. 

“You know, the Ernesto de la Cruz?” Miguel asked, visibly bewildered as he turned to face the trio, much to Héctor’s frustration. “One of the most famous musicians ever?”

“Sorry,” Sora shrugged. “Never heard of him.”

“Hm, I like these guys already,” Héctor muttered with a small, smug smile as he continued painting Miguel’s face. 

“W-well, he’s the guy I need to find,” Miguel resumed his story. “He’s my great-great grandfather! And once I get his blessing, I can go home and play for the world, just like he did! Best part is, Héctor here even knows where we can find him!”

“Eh, eh, eh, don’t mix words, muchacho,” Hector shook his head. “I said I used to play with de la Cruz. That doesn’t mean I can just get you VIP access into his fancy mansion.”

“Well… do know where we should start?” Miguel asked, hopeful.

“...I might,” Héctor hesitantly replied. “Anyway, you’re all done.” He pulled Miguel’s hood back up before handing him a small compact mirror. “Tada! Dead as a doorknob.”

Miguel grinned as he caught sight of his reflection, satisfied that the face paint would be convincing enough to help him blend in among the Land of the Dead’s skeleton denizens. The trio was also quite impressed, though Héctor gave them no time to comment on it as he began to explain his side of the story. “So listen, Miguel,” he began intently. “You three too, if you’re gonna be along for the ride. This place runs on memories. When you’re well remembered, people put up your photo on their ofriendas and you get to cross the bridge and visit the living on Dia de Muertos.”

“Oh, we heard about that earlier,” Sora interjected, curious. “What is it anyway?”

“...First you haven’t heard of de la Cruz, and now you’re telling me you have no idea what Dia de Muertos is?” Héctor asked, eyeing the trio incredulously. “Just how out of the loop are you three?”

“Uh… well, we-”

“We’re not from around here,” Donald said succinctly, safely leaving it at that before Sora could blunder things any further. 

“Dia de Muertos is the Day of the Dead,” Miguel explained. “People put pictures of their dead family members up so they can go back to the Land of the Living to visit them, just like Héctor said.”

“And it’s tonight,” Héctor emphasized. “Everybody gets to go back to go have the time of their afterlives and see all their relatives and pick up all the gifts they laid out for them. Unless you’re me.”

“...You don’t get to cross over?” Miguel asked him with a frown. 

“No one’s ever put up my picture,” Héctor pulled a photo out of his tattered vest, handing it to Miguel. “But you can change that!”

“This is you?” Miguel asked, looking between the picture of the faded photo of a young man that bore a striking semblance to the skeleton sitting before him. 

“Eh, muy guapo, huh?” Héctor smirked playfully. 

“Wait, I’m a little lost…” Sora said with a confused frown. “So, if someone puts your picture up then… you’ll be alive again? I didn’t know that was how any of this works...”

“No? That’s not how it works?” Héctor retorted just as incredulously. “You’re still dead, you just get to go back to the Land of the Living for the night. The living can’t see you, but you can see them. Seriously, everybody around here knows that, unless… oh…” His smooth expression turned sympathetic at this. “Are you guys, ya know, new arrivals?”

“Yeah, we just got here a little while ago, actually,” Sora nodded rather obliviously, not noticing the sharp look Donald sent his way. 

“Oof, just tonight?” Héctor exchanged a worried glance with Miguel. “Well, I gotta hand it to you, amigos, you’re dealing with finding out you just died much better than most tend to.”

“...What?” Sora asked flatly before receiving a sudden, unspoken reminder as Donald suddenly elbowed his bony leg. “Oh! Right! Yeah, w-we’re dead! Totally dead. J-just died tonight, like you said! A-and um… it’s awful. N-no offense, though!” he quickly recanted upon noticing the critical look Héctor was sending his way. 

“Ugh, ignore him,” Donald grumbled, thankfully cutting Sora off before he could make things any more awkward. “He’s having a hard time adjusting.”

“No, I’m not!” Sora protested. 

“Yes, you are,” Donald hissed, hoping to stop this conversation dead in its tracks. 

[ca-8]

(HFW: Fusionfall x Reader) (Chapter 3) (Part 2)

(Y/n) gasped and jumped out of the window, summoning her. She didn’t know much about Foster’s Home, but what she did know was that there were a ton of innocent creatures inside. As she sped down to the large house, she already spotted three people on the lawn staring up at the falling building. One was a tall redheaded girl, the other was a short brown-haired boy, and the last was a short blue creature.

    The angel turned around and landed onto the ground, feeling dirt pile up behind her heels. She looked up and saw the building almost right on top of them. (Y/n) raised her hands, and (f/c) beams shot out of her hands. The beams formed an enormous forcefield around Foster’s Home.

    CRASH!

    The four of them had their eyes squeezed shut when the impact happened. After it was over, they opened their eyes to see thousands of gravel and glass around, but the forcefield was undamaged. 

    “Is everyone okay?” (Y/n) asked, seeing every other imaginary friend peeking out of the window. 

    “Uh, yeah! Thanks!” the red-haired woman said. 

    (Y/n) nodded and sprung from the ground, letting her wings carry her into the chaotic sky. “WHEN YOU GET BACK, CAN I HAVE YOUR AUTOGRAPH?!” a voice shouted from below. She giggled to herself and forced a serious expression.

    Astaroth was floating in the sky. “Where are you, child?!” he yelled, balling his fists. (Y/n) sped towards him and punched him right in the face. Astaroth was knocked out of the sky, but only for a moment. He shook his head and darted into her, knocking her through the clouds. She yelled in pain and pushed herself down, barely avoiding a lightning strike. ‘Hold on, I don’t need to avoid them,’ (Y/n) thought.

    Astaroth flew right in front of her, bringing his weapon down on her. (Y/n) quickly dodged but felt a sting on her forehead. Astaroth smirked and flew right towards her, swinging his spiked ball. (Y/n) kept moving out of the way from the weapon, but noticed that he was making tiny cuts all over her body. She couldn’t wait any longer, she had to do it now. 

    (Y/n) thrusted herself far from Astaroth and raised her hands. Lighting fell right into her hands and swirled around her body. This time, she didn’t feel any pain. Astaroth stared at her, astounded, but then snapped out of his trance and flew close to her. In a flash, she brought her hands down on his skin, and Astaroth screamed in pain as lightning shot into him. At once, he was shot away from her and fell to the ground, making a hole in the ground. With their cruel master defeated, the clouds went back to their white color, and the day was only cloudy again.

    (Y/n) gently floated onto the ground beside the unconscious Astaroth. She kneeled next to him and put her hand on the black gem. “In the name of (L/n), I banish thee back to the underworld,” she whispered. The gem cracked, then shattered beneath her hand, and Astaroth’s body sank into the ground. All that was left of him were the pieces of his power source. ‘Jeez, how much power did my family take away from them? This is the third time this month.’

    “Oh my gosh, it’s her!” a voice squealed from behind her. (Y/n) turned around to see the boy and the blue creature from earlier running to her. A crowd of people began following behind him. “(Y/n)! Can I have your autograph? Please?!” the blue one pleaded, holding up a piece of paper. 

    (Y/n) turned to them and stuffed the broken crystal into her pocket. She smiled as the two boys from earlier ran up to her. "Sure! What’re your names, guys?”

    “Mac!” the brown-haired boy answered with excitement. 

    “Bloo!” the blue creature answered at the same time.

    “Mac and Bloo...I think I’ve heard of you guys,” (Y/n) assumed. “Uh, do you guys have a pen I can borrow.”

    “Yeah, I have one in my bag!” Mac claimed, then swung his backpack off of his shoulder and rummaged through it.

    “Ms. (L/n)?” (Y/n) looked up from the two boys and noticed the huge crowd around her. She turned around to find the owner of the voice and saw a giant rabbit in a suit and monocle hopping towards her with the mayor of Townsville beside him. 

    “Even though half of the city is in complete destruction, we are tremendously thankful that you saved us from that terrible villain,” the mayor said.

    (Y/n) smiled. “Of course. Is everyone okay?” she asked, observing the crowd for any serious wounds.

    The mayor’s smile faltered a little. “Yes, there were some injuries, but none of them were life-threatening, thankfully.”

    “Then I’ll need some help rounding up those who were injured.” 

    “And we’ll help you,” another voice said. (Y/n) looked to her left and saw the Powerpuff Girls floating towards her. Buttercup had her arms crossed and refused to make eye contact with her. 

    (Y/n) fought back the urge to snicker. ‘She’s mad that she didn’t take care of the problem, huh?’ She nodded at Blossom, who smiled and did the same. 

    “Wait! I’m gonna help too!” someone yelled, and she knew exactly who it was. Ben ran out of the crowd and breathed heavily while resting on his knees. “Uh, I’m here! Sorry I’m late!” he breathed, then glanced at (Y/n) and grinned. “Nice job, (Y/n).”

    “Thanks. Is Dexter okay?”

Ben raised up. “Yeah, Tech Square wasn’t affected by the storm. And he said he’ll be here shortly.”

    “Ms. (L/n)?” (Y/n) turned to the giant rabbit. “I am Mr. Herriman, head of Foster’s Home. On behalf of Foster’s, we thank you for saving us. We are forever in your debt, but will certainly be calling you for any emergencies from now on. I expect you to be there right on time.”

    She flinched and heard a distant scoff in the background. “Oh, um, okay!” she said.

    “Excuse me, Ms.?” (Y/n) turned back around to see Mac holding up a pen. “Oh, you can just call me (Y/n), Mac!” she said, gently taking the pen from him and writing on the piece of paper. Mac blushed and replied with a shy  “O-Okay.”

“OhmygoshIcan’tbelieveI’mactuallymeetingherinreallife!” Bloo exclaimed quickly, shaking Mac.

    A thought abruptly interrupted her writing. “Hey, weren’t you the guys that took down some giant robot?” (Y/n) asked.

    “Oh, uh, yeah!” Mac responded. 

    “Wow! You guys are pretty cool!” Mac blushed, and Bloo fainted. (Y/n) finished up the note and gave it back to Mac. “Thanks! I’m a big fan!” Mac declared. 

    “Considering what you guys did, I should be a fan of you too,” (Y/n) stated. Mac fell silent as she turned back to the crowd, ready to heal the city and avoid doing homework.

    After the battle, (Y/n) visited Foster’s Home every so often. She loved every creature there (though had mixed feelings about Duchess, the more dramatic and egotistical one of the bunch), and was glad to spend time with them. Soon enough, (Y/n) formed relationships with Frankie, Mac, and Mac’s imaginary friend, Bloo. Frankie and (Y/n) formed a pretty close bond, while she and Mac were practically siblings. Mac became the little brother she never had. Bloo, on the other hand, quickly treated her like he treated everyone else: chill with a hint of sarcasm and was only really nice if he needed something from them. But (Y/n) didn’t mind. Bloo was her friend nonetheless.

    “...(Y/n)? (Y/n)!” (Y/n) gasped and shook her head, and took notice of everyone in the room giving her confused gazes. She looked at every imaginary friend; they all looked as healthy as ever.

    “Are you alright? You’ve been staring into space for about ten minutes,” Bloo commented with his eyebrow raised. 

    “Sorry, guys, I just spaced out for a moment,” said (Y/n). Bloo murmured a “Yeah, no duh,” and Frankie glared at him. “Did I heal you guys properly? How are you feeling?” she asked. 

    “Sí, we are muy bueno, señorita (Y/n)!” Eduardo said, raising his giant purple arms. “Coco coco!” Coco said, her plant-shaped green hair ruffling as she did.

    (Y/n) took another deep breath and gave them a confident look. “Alright, we’re gonna go check the others. Let me know if you guys aren’t feeling too well again.”

    “Okay, (Y/n), thanks!”

    “Yeah, whatever. Thanks.”

    “Gracias!”

    “Coco!”

    (Y/n) waved goodbye at the imaginary friends and followed Frankie to the next room. ‘And I’m gonna get to the bottom of this,’ (Y/n) thought.

~

    “I think that’s the last of them, (Y/n)!” Frankie claimed. (Y/n) smiled down at her work; a lot of the imaginary friends were up and walking around the building again like nothing ever happened. Even Mr. Herriman apologized after he was healed, which greatly surprised Frankie.

    She and (Y/n) were leaning on the balcony railing, watching as the imaginary friends went about their day. “Hey, thanks for this. I was getting pretty worried about these guys,” Frankie explained. 

    “Just doing my job!” (Y/n) said, beaming. Her confidence was back and she felt that she was on top of the world. “I’m just glad they’re feeling better. I hope this doesn’t happen again.”

    “Yeah, I was wondering how they came down with an illness all of a sudden. They were feeling just fine a few days ago, but the other day, they just collapsed.”

    (Y/n) furrowed her eyebrows, remembering the strange green dot in the sky. “But it’s fine, since you’re here. Hey, maybe while we’re at it, we can get some food or something! It’s almost three o’clock anyway, and I just realized I missed lunch, so…”

    “I think I know what it is.” Frankie turned to her, expecting her to elaborate. (Y/n) stood and gave her an intense look. “Thanks for all your help Frankie, but I’m gonna head out. There’s something I need to do.”

    Frankie blinked and rose from the railing. “Uh, yeah, I get it. But before you do, I, uh…” (Y/n) gazed at her, waiting for a response as she tugged on the collar of her shirt. “I just wanted to say that we should hang out more.”

    (Y/n) relaxed her shoulders and grinned. “Yeah, we should.” Frankie’s face lit up, and she waved goodbye as the powerful teen raced down the stairs and burst through the door.

    (Y/n) ran outside until she was on the walkway of Foster’s Home. She looked up and scanned the sky until she spotted a slightly bigger green dot, then balled her hands into fists. Her necklace glowed, and an (f/c) light overtook her body once again. A phoenix flew out of the light, and she soared into the sky. ‘I know this has something to do with you.’

    The city below her became smaller and smaller. The air had become thinner when she zoomed past the clouds. Yet, (Y/n) made her body be engulfed with (f/c) flames, and she moved even quicker than before. 

    She kept pushing herself further to pass the atmosphere, and the sky above became darker with every second going by. The gems engraved in her chest glowed once more, and she was overtaken by the bright light.

    An alien with rubbery (f/c) skin flew out of the light with the transparent wings on her back. (Y/n) opened her four eyes and ignored the heat as she tried to break out of the atmosphere. ‘With this form, I should be fine in space,’ she thought, stretching her four arms. 

    However, before she could see one star, the gems that were lined up vertically on her chest started to flash. (Y/n) peered down and saw that the gems were desperately trying to keep the (f/c) light on, but soon turned to gray. She was suddenly back in her human form and found herself screaming as she plummeted back down to Earth. 

[jovialyouthmusic]

Special Delivery 3

I’m going to start with an apology here. This is not great literature, it’s just an exercise in writing about what I know and wrapping it up in a fluffy romance that will never happen. It’s pure self indulgence, but if you’d like to read some fluff with a bit of British culture thrown in for good measure, go ahead and read. If you want me to take you off the tag list, please ask, no offence taken. If any of the words or terms are unfamiliar, please ask, as I make no changes to suit American readers.

Word count 2572

Previous chapters can be found here and here 

Fabio and I visit the local fish and chip shop, and I explain what’s on the menu.

Warning - mentions the death of a parent.

3 Takeaway my heart...

Once parked outside my terraced house, I unlocked the door and Fabricio helped bring our rucksacks in. He left his boots and jacket by the door, which opened straight onto a room that had once been two small rooms, now knocked into one large one with the stairwell exposed. I was looking forward to moving to a place that had a porch where wet and muddy clothes could be left, although I was fond of my cozy little house. I went to the kitchen to unpack the lunch boxes after directing Fabio upstairs to the bathroom. He was soon back downstairs as I let myself sink into the couch by the window that looked out onto the street.

‘You have a nice place.’ he said ‘It’s small, but this room is…’ he searched for words and gave up ‘I like it.’

‘I chose it a few years ago.’ I answered. ‘It was hard making enough money to get a mortgage, but my parents helped’

‘Ah yes. They are - not here any more?’ I shook my head.

‘No, Dad died just after I bought it. If I hadn’t got this place I might have moved in with Mum, but I think we would have driven each other crazy, much as I loved her.’

‘Family is muy importante. Mi madre, mi padre - I love my parents, they have helped me so much.’

‘Me too.’ I smiled ‘Mum passed away a few months ago. I can pay my house off now, and I’m going to rent it out for a little more income’

‘Passed away?’ he asked.

‘Uh - she died.’ 

‘Oh, I’m sorry. You said before. You are sad?’ his expression changed to one of concern.

‘It’s okay Fabio, she was getting older and a little confused. I was just beginning to think of moving in to look after her, but I went to visit one morning and she’d passed away in her sleep – very peaceful.’

‘I think we would all like to go like that.’ he said. ‘Now, you are hungry, yes?’ he patted his stomach.

‘I am.’ I replied ‘Tired and hungry, but I really enjoyed our trip.’

‘Yo Tambien – me too.’ he smiled ‘It is difficult to travel, there are not many busses’

‘It is easier if you have a car.’ I admitted ‘But sometimes it gets very crowded with visitors.’ He nodded.

‘There are some takeaways near here?’ he asked ‘Perhaps we should not have pizza this time.’ he grinned.

‘Yes, there are two fish and chip shops and a couple of Indian curry houses, but we can ring them.’

‘Oh.’ his eyes lit up ‘You can tell me what to order in a fish and chip shop. My friends and workmates are not English.’ I smiled, and the thought of going into my local chippy with him suddenly overcame my aching feet and stiff legs.

‘We can go together’ I suggested ‘Perhaps a cup of tea first, and I’ll be good to go’

Walking along the narrow high street with Fabio got me a few curious and envious glances, and together we walked into my favourite chip shop. I went there sometimes as a treat, but too many visits and I would soon be overweight as just about everything they sold in there was deep fried. The shop was long and narrow, and a high stainless steel counter stretched for about three quarters of the length of the shop, the remainder of it being a normal height counter where customers paid and picked up their orders. The air was warm and humid and smelled of the hot fat and frying chipped potatoes and other savouries. Various pieces of battered and fried fish, sausage and other savouries were on display in the glass cabinet.

We entered at the back of the shop to queue. A young couple were in front of us, waiting for someone to take their order, and an older man sat on a ledge in the front shop window, obviously waiting for his. Fabio looked at the food sitting out for display as one of the shop employees, dressed in a white coat and white hat, got a wire basket of cut potatoes and lowered it into a vat of hot fat. Sizzling sounds filled the air and a great cloud of steam went up as the basket was shaken to get everything evenly distributed. The employee, Chris, looked up at the queue of people waiting as another woman with a small child had come in behind us. Fabio made a silly face at the child, who hid behind his mother’s leg, sticking his thumb in his mouth.

‘We’re just waiting on chips.’ Chris explained as Fabio nodded to the woman behind us.

‘You go first.’ he said ‘I don’t know what to have. It’s my first time.’

‘Oh, thanks.’ the woman smiled warmly, and gave me a wink as she squeezed past us, the child trailing after her and staring up at Fabio with wide eyes. He stuck his tongue out and the little boy grinned self consciously. Fabio looked back at me.

‘He’s just like my sister’s boy.’ he said fondly ‘I miss mi familia’ He nodded his head at the glass cabinet ‘So, tell me what all this is.’

‘Okay, this all cooked in advance – if it’s out here it’s not spoken for – it hasn’t been ordered. You’ll want chips of course; I’ll get a large portion to share…and you need some protein – some fish or chicken or sausage, and maybe a salad.’ I pointedly looked at his belly ‘You’ll need to work it off afterwards.’ He laughed, the corners of his eyes crinkling.

‘You look okay.’ he said, looking me up and down, making me wobbly legged again. ‘Do you eat here a lot?’

‘Oh no!’ I said I’d be the size of a bus if I had chips all the time. I just have it as a treat every now and again.’ He laughed.

‘Size of a bus?’

‘It’s just a saying’ I explained sheepishly. ‘I do use a lot of them, sorry if it’s confusing.’

‘No no, is good to hear things like that.’ he insisted. Again he looked at what was on offer. A huge board behind the counter formed a menu with prices clearly marked.

‘Okay, not all chip shops serve the same – here they serve not just fish, but sausage, pies, chicken, burgers and patties. It’s all fried apart from the chili con carne, which is probably the closest you’ll get to the sort of thing you eat at home – I think.’

‘What are you having?’ he asked.

‘I’ll have cod, if it’s big we can share it. I love curry sauce but it doesn’t really go with fish.’ I noticed he was frowning in concentration ‘Perhaps if you have a piece of chicken?’ I suggested. ‘You might like chicken breast, or you could try the sausage’

‘Okay, Chicken breast, and we share’ he decided

‘Right, we can have a side of salad or baked beans, or mushy peas’ He looked even more confused, and I had to suppress a laugh ‘Okay, I don’t like mushy peas or beans with chips anyway. Salad it is. Oh, we can have the curry sauce on the side and dip our chips…’ This time I couldn’t help chuckling as he looked completely lost. ‘Don’t worry, I know just what to get.’ I said reassuringly.

When I ordered the food, Steve told me it would take an extra ten minutes to get the chicken ready, so I took my visitor to the off licence a few doors down to look at the beer and wine available. I picked a couple of bottles of real ale for him to taste, and he chose a bottle of white wine, pleased that they stocked a passable bottle of Argentinian Sauvignon Blanc. I wondered if he would be walking back to his flat that night when he had eaten and drunk what we had bought.

It wasn’t long before we walked out of the chip shop with one bag that clinked and another full of food, heavy and fragrant with the scent of oil and potato and fish. We got back and set out the boxes and packets on the table. I heated up some plates, got out some knifes and forks, and Fabio started opening up the boxes. I put out the chips, and divided up the fish and chicken. He looked at it askance.

‘This is a lot of food.’ he said.

‘I know’ I sighed ‘Chris was very generous with the chips, and the fish and chicken…’ I patted my stomach, recalling the way Chris had shovelled chips into the polystyrene tray and wrapped it up in paper. ‘We don’t have to eat it all, you can take some home.’ He sat up straight and seized his fork, his expression grave.

‘Okay, let’s do this.’ He started to attack the meal, and I did too.

‘Mmm the fish is good.’ he said with relish ‘This is – batter?’

‘Just flour and water. They dip the fish in batter before frying it. It goes crispy and keeps the fish hot. You saw them doing it, remember?’

‘Mmm’ he said, swallowing, and took a gulp of the beer I’d bought ‘Deliciosa – tell me some words you would use.’

‘Okay – you can say the fish is tasty, or delicious – or yummy, or scrumptious.’

‘Scrumptious? I like this word.’ he said before trying the chips.

‘You can put all sorts of sauces on the chips’ I explained ‘Hold on, you can try some’ I went out to the kitchen and returned with some bottles ‘Now I like their curry sauce’ I opened a pot they had given me, and dipped one into the pale brown substance, and held it out to him with my fingers. He took a bite and rolledit around his mouth appraisingly.

‘Not so bad.’ he said. I showed him the tomato ketchup and the brown sauce, and offered him vinegar.

‘Lots of people like to have vinegar put on the chips straight away’ I said ‘but I think it makes them go soggy. I like them crisp.’

‘I like this.’ he pointed to the brown sauce when he had sampled them all ‘It’s spicy but not too much. It’s yummy.’ I nodded.

‘Your English is good’ I said ‘You just mix up the order a little, but I suppose I’d do the same if I tried to learn Spanish. He grinned.

‘I teach you’

‘You should say I will teach you or I’ll teach you’

‘I will teach you, Lisa.’ He waved a chip in the air ‘Say after me Fabio es muy guapo’ I narrowed my eyes at him.

‘That’s a word I see a lot on your Instagram feed in the comments’

‘Say it’ he challenged me. I sighed.

‘Okay, Fabio es muy guapo.’ He laughed, flashing his white toothed smile.

‘Is it a rude word?’

‘Nooo.’ he laughed. ‘It means you think I’m handsome.’ I rolled my eyes.

‘Fabio, you’re a model, of course you’re handsome.’ I tapped away on my phone ‘Okay then – Fabio me engañó, él es travieso’ He laughed harder, shaking his head.

‘Yes senora, I tricked you and I am’ he furrowed his brow, then tapped the word into his phone ‘Naughty - that is a strange word in English. Did I say it right?’

‘Almost perfect, but I went for ‘mischievous’, it means the same.’ I replied. ‘How about me – is my Spanish good?’ He put his hand palm down in mid air and waggled it from side to side.

‘A little not good.’ 

‘Not so good, or so-so’ I corrected him. ‘We’re close to France here, so at school we learn French – I know in the USA they learn Spanish rather than French, so I don’t know a lot. A lot of British people go to Spain on holiday, but I haven’t.’

‘My parents made sure I learned English.’ he explained ‘It has been useful for work – around the world many people speak it, but British English is different to American English.’

‘Our cultures are very different too, but American culture is taking over a little.’ I said. ‘It’s sad some things are changing or getting lost.’

‘You can show me what is different.’ he smiled ‘If you like – if you have time.’

‘Of course, though moving house is going to be difficult. I’ve taken time off my classes.’ He looked at me in query. ‘I teach Yoga.’ I explained ‘I drive to villages and take classes. It doesn’t pay a lot, but I enjoy it, and I manage. My parents helped me out, and they’ve left me the house and some money, so I can relax for a while. Renting this house will help too, and I might have enough to buy a flat too.’

‘I help you move.’ he frowned and corrected himself. ‘I will help you move – is that right?’

‘Yes, you’re learning fast.’ I said. We carried on eating until Fabio declared he couldn’t eat any more. We hadn’t managed to eat everything, but to do so would have been painful. I heard the catflap slam shut and my ginger tomcat came in to investigate the smell of fish.

‘Ah, el gato!’ Fabio exclaimed. ‘He is yours?’

‘Hello there Ginger, about time you showed up.’ I greeted him. He froze in alarm and stared at my guest, who leaned down, flicking his fingers and making little kissy sounds. After a cautious sniff, Ginger decided he wasn’t too much of a threat and approached him. When Fabio reached out and scratched his ears, he had a new best friend as Ginger melted, just like I had, and fell at his feet, rolling over and exposing his belly.

‘He’s cute.’ he smiled. ‘Ginger.’ he made more clucking noises and carefully stroked the cat’s belly. Ginger writhed on the floor, completely under Fabricio’s spell, but like the typical cat he was, he suddenly decided he’d had enough and leapt to his feet, shaking himself. Fabio took his hand back swiftly.

‘It’s okay, he doesn’t scratch or bite – or hardly ever.’ I said. ‘Come on Ginge, let’s see what’s left in your dish.’ I went through to the kitchen and gave him a fresh dish and a handful of kitty kibble. He set to eating it, noisily crunching, and I straightened up with a groan, my full belly announcing its discomfort. Fabricio stood in the doorway.

‘I will go home.’ he said.

‘You can find your way? I’m sorry, I’ve drunk too much to drive.’

‘Is okay, is not far and the walk will be good.’ he replied. There was an awkward silence and I remembered his promise not to touch me with some small regret. He shifted uncomfortably. ‘Thankyou Lisa, I’ve had a very English day.’ My heart skipped a beat as he leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek. As I blushed, he stepped back ‘Like a brother.’ he said gravely. I took a shaky breath and followed him to the front door.

‘See you tomorrow.’ I said as I opened it and he stepped out onto the street. He made a mock salute.

‘Hasta mañana, Lisa.’ he grinned, and walked off to his digs.

[cherry-chocolate-saturday]

heyy! Could you write kiiruma with human!Kiibo being nerdy and cute and Miu dying inside because of it?

I loved this idea, thank you so much for suggesting it! I had a bit of a struggle due to Miu’s character, so I hope I captured it right!

~~

Kiibo was in the process of tightening a bolt to one of his projects when the dorm room door busted open. Startled, Kiibo dropped the screwdriver that was in his hand, it falling to the floor and missing his foot by about an inch.

“Great news!” the eager female’s voice boomed from the doorway. She walked into the dorm and slammed the door behind her, startling Kiibo yet again.

“What is it?” he asked, turning around to face Miu, who was now standing proudly in the dorm. She had a cardboard box in her arms, marked with a lot of numbers in various colored sharpies.

“I got a one hundred on my project,” she said with a wide smile, plopping her cardboard box on Kiibo’s bed. The rest of the dorm was an absolute mess, covered in robotic parts, unfinished projects, and blueprints.

“Well of course you did,” Kiibo said, giving a smile back to the proud girl. “You are Miu Iruma.”

“Gorgeous girl genius!” she completed. “Anyways, did you get yours working?”

Kiibo shook his head and turned around. On the desk propped up was a chest piece for some sort of mechanical armor.

“No,” he said, his smile dropping down to a pout. “The chest piece is too heavy, but I do not know how to make it lightweight enough. Plus, the jet pack continues to get stuck. It activates, but the metal plates keep colliding and it could start a fire, which is extremely dangerous, as you know.”

Miu walked over and leaned over Kiibo, having no problem practically displaying her chest over him. Kiibo’s face burned red as he looked directly at his suit. Miu reached her arm over him and pointed to a plate.

“Try getting rid of this plate. If you can’t get rid of it entirely, sand down the edges here,” she moved her finger to another part of the plate. “And here. It should help with the weight and the collision with the jet pack. It won’t help the weight problem entirely though.”

Kiibo nodded as Miu got off of him. He picked the screwdriver off of the ground and went to work removing the plate. As he did that, Miu walked back over to Kiibo’s bed and plopped herself down on it. She opened the cardboard box and pulled out her own project. There were two long wired pieces each with a mechanical hand connected to a backpack.

Kiibo popped the plate off with a clink.

“Oh boy, this might actually work!” he claimed, wiping his brow as he adjusted the visible parts that were under the plate. “Ooh! And if I just move this here and remove this part…” Kiibo muttered to himself.

Miu could hear him, looking up at him as he put her device on her back. She smiled, though he couldn’t see her. Whenever he muttered like that it was always adorable. Smirking, she activated her device and the hands activated. They could stretch out and retract with the flick of a valve. The handgrips on the side allowed her to control the mechanical hands.

She stretched them out next to Kiibo, catching his attention. He had just got off another plate before looking over.

Miu made one hand make the ‘okay’ symbol, the other hand making a pointer finger and doing that all to known motion.

Kiibo flustered and made a small squeak as he pushed the mechanical hands out of his face.

“Miu! I am trying to work here.”

Miu laughed and retracted the mechanical hands back to her device.

“God, your cute noises are adorable,” Miu claimed, shutting off her device.

Kiibo blushed again.

“Th-They are not. So stop talking about them,” he said shyly, going back to his project.

She jumped off the bed and walked over to him, sitting on a rolling chair and rolled over to his desk.

“They are too.” She watched him work on his project and smirked once again, rolling over to the other desk in his dorm which contained the rest of the suit.

“Did you add that vibrating feature to the gloves as I suggested?”

Kiibo shook his head.

“No, I didn’t.”

Miu pouted and slumped in her chair.

“Come on! I told you that it is going to get you a higher grade!” She picked up one of the finished gloves and put it on. “It would be the perfect feature for the gloves!”

Kiibo looked up from the chest piece and rolled his chair over to where she was, taking the glove off of her hand and placing it on the desk with the other one.

“I don’t want my suit to have…suggestive functions.” Even though that was all he said, the boy still blushed.

Miu laughed.

“If my ideas can get myself a one hundred, then they must be the best fuckin ideas ever!”

Kiibo smiled and looked at his project before back at Miu.

“Maybe they are. But I want to get a good grade on a project that I created,” he claimed before his blue eyes widened. “Not that I do not appreciate your help! I’m glad I have someone like you to help me out. So…thank you.”

Miu grinned and wrapped her arms around the boy, holding him in the tightest hug.

“You’re too damn nice for your own good. And of course, you’re glad to have someone like me. Cause I fuckin’ rule!” She let go of Kiibo, his face redder than a tomato as he inhaled a large breath. “Now get back to your project.”

Kiibo just smiled and nodded before rolling back over to his desk to finish the chest piece

~A few hours later~

“Done!” Kiibo claimed, sitting back in his chair and spinning around so Miu could see. She had been laying on his bed, reading some magazine. In actuality, she had been watching Kiibo work for almost 2 hours.

At his claim, Miu looked over to Kiibo who was wearing the finished chest piece.

“Holy shit, you did it!”

“Yes, I think I did,” he said with a proud smile.

Miu stood up and walked over to him, immediately getting close to him and running her hands along the chest piece, causing Kiibo to get flustered yet again.

“This craftsmanship is high quality! And I see you took my advice in removing the plate.”

“Mm hm. I actually took your advice to make the suit a lot more lightweight all around and not just in that specific spot. So, I really owe you a lot. Thank you, Miu.”

Mui kept her hands on his chest and looked up, her cocky ego shut down as she was the one to blush this time.

“Oh, uh, it was nothing! I’m sure you could have done it without my amazingly genius brain’s help.”

Kiibo flushed as well as he realized just how close she was to him.

“Maybe. Though I highly doubt it.”

Miu waited a few seconds, looking up at Kiibo until her confident smile returned.

“I guess you really couldn’t have done it without me,” she said, pushing back off of him and walking to the door.

“Now let’s go test this baby out!”

[shaineybainey]

“Noble Intentions”

Lab Rats [T]

The Lab Rats and Mighty Med teams face off with the greatest threat to humanity yet: The Incapacitator, a supervillain bent on becoming the most powerful in the planet. …Which makes things super awkward for Leo, considering that their newest nemesis is his father. AU. Lab Rats vs Mighty Med redux.

** DISCLAIMER: SEE CHAPTER ONE FOR DISCLAIMER **

tagging: @weareoutofmaplesyrupdave @allhailkingbob @neshatriumphs @vcnting @verified-dumbass @serpent-princess @clockradio93 @lover-of-dc-comics @dysfunction-ality @eclecticlawyergardengoth 

VIII: The Night of Infinite Hours, Side B

Tecton rubs his eyes, stinging now from staring at the twenty-foot screen of the League’s supercomputer. He doesn’t know why he’s doing this to himself. They’ve refreshed the radar four times already. If there was a change in result, it would have told him.

“You look terrible, Alex. You really should get some sleep.”

He looks up, only to find a mug of hot coffee being held in front of his face. “Thanks.”

“That’s not going to hold you up for long, though.”

I know, Tecton thinks wearily. It’s turning out to be one of his longest patrol as of yet.

Sharp takes her seat beside him, her own cup of coffee nestled safely in her hand. “Might not be a bad idea to get some shut eye. You never know when Incapacitator will slip and show up.”

“That’s why I can’t go to sleep. I have to wait.”

His colleague looks at him a while, analyzing. Then, she leans back on her chair and smirks up to the screen. “I’ll give it about seven minutes of good fight time.”

“I’m fine.”

“You’re not.”

“Magda, please. Don’t do this. I’m already wiped as it is.”

The superhero smiles.

Tecton sighs. Nice. An admittance from him.

He can never win an argument with her.

“Geraldine has been down for almost three hours now. Gray Granite’s recharging, too,” Sharp comments as Tecton takes a cautious sip of his drink. “I can stay up for you, if you need. You know I’m used to pulling all-nighters now.”

Tecton smiles. “You’re not a prospect anymore. You don’t need to do scut work.”

“I’ve only been in the League for three months. I’ve still got a lot to prove.”

Tecton chuckles. “Congratulations, by the way.”

She only glances at him, a ghost of a smile on her face.

Silence settles between the two of them for the longest while. Tecton can’t decide whether it’s comfortable, strained, or a weird cross of both.

As he thinks of ways to fill the void, Sharp speaks again. “What do you think of the new prospects?”

The new prospects? It takes him a while. “You mean the kids?”

“Yeah. The twins. Shockwave...”

Tecton leans back on his seat, pensive. “They’re promising.”

Sharp scoffs. “Solar Flare isn’t here. You can trash talk them all you want – especially the blondes.”

Tecton laughs. “You do know you’re talking to one.”

“Please. This isn’t about you. I just mean those particular set of blondes.”

“You seem to feel very strongly about Quasar and Pulsar.”

“I feel very something about those girls, especially one of them.” Sharp looks at him. “I just want to know if I’m alone in this or if you feel the same thing, too.”

His brows furrow. “Like…?”

She holds his frown for a long moment, not once faltering in her gaze. When she sees he won’t be the first to surrender, she resumes her watch of the screen. “It’s a mistake to hire one of them,” she comments straight-faced.

He smirks. “Scarlet thought it was a mistake to hire you.”

“We both know why.”

At that, the smirk on his face shrinks. With so many problems in the world that they have to solve, he often forgets that problems also exist within their ranks.

He really shouldn’t be surprised. After all, they’re still human too – just like the people they save. “Magda - “

“I’m getting a bad feeling from them,” Sharp cuts him off. “One of them is two-faced. At the moment, I just can’t pinpoint who.”

“Is this because of what you found on the log from the training center?”

Sharp says nothing, but it’s obvious that the answer is yes.

Tecton takes a deep breath. It’s an issue that Gamma Girl and Spotlight had also asked him to look into. Since Sharp brought to their attention the fishy activities of the twin teenage girls, she and Solar Flare had been at odds with each other.

Scarlet will defend her mentees to the death, and Magda won’t back down on her stand regarding the trainees.

Remembrance of that causes his shoulders to feel heavier.

“Forget it,” Sharp says, her features distant and pragmatic now. “Have you told the boy’s parents what needs to happen after he gets home?”

His brain sputters once again. When it clears, though, he finds that he’s once again staring at another problem. “No,” he says. “I haven’t.”

“Can I do it?”

He sighs for what feels like the hundredth time that night. “No, I’ll—”

“Alex. You know you don’t have to do everything that needs to be done under the sun,” Sharp reproves. “That’s why you have us. We’re a team. You have to divide the load. That’s why you’re looking a lot older lately. You take so much of what you shouldn’t.”

He stares at her. “I look old.”

“Yes.”

“Lately.”

“Sí.” She grins at the screen. “Muy viejo.”

He chuckles humorlessly. There are so many things he want to say: he takes on so much because he has to; he takes on so much because he needs to. He takes on so much because the world needs him, and he takes on so much because that’s what he needs to do with his gifts.

But then, Sharp looks at him with a soft, warm smile and says, “You’re not alone, you know” – and all of those thoughts cease.

“I know,” he acquiesces.

Sharp nods. She takes another sip of her coffee.

“The program seems to be very important to you.”

“We’re giving children the care they need, and we’re giving them a second chance. What’s not to like about it?”

He smiles. “You know, half the League is still not comfortable about you eyeing Katrina Lee as your sidekick.”

“Trainee,” she corrects. “Are you not comfortable about it?”

Tecton thinks about it. He shakes his head. “No, I am,” he says. “The things her father did are not the same things she’s doing.”

“Mm, I believe that, too. Plus, Dr. Farrow says she’s been doing well and comes to all their appointments.” Sharp shoots a smirk his way. “Kat is a smart girl, very promising. It won’t be fair if she’s just forever known as Megahertz’ daughter.”

Tecton agrees. He thinks about the program, thinks about the two girls currently being helped. He also thinks about The Incapacitator, his negative opinion of superheroes, and then his son. “I want to tell them,” he says.

“Tell...who?”

“The Davenports,” he says. “I know we can’t change the minds of all supervillains, but maybe we can try again with another one. Incapacitator became who he is because no one came to help his family when they needed help. But maybe, if we take care of his son, maybe that would change his opinion of us.”

“I don’t know. That may be a bit of a long shot,” Sharp says. Still, she smiles at him. “It’s a pretty good idea, though.”

“Worth the shot, right?”

“Always.”

Tecton smiles down at his coffee, thrilled at the ray of light the action might shed on the world.

“Still, that’s cheating. You’re still not dividing responsibilities.”

He grins. “Alright, how about this? How about I go to sleep, so you’ll stop nagging me, and then I tell the parents about the program?”

“Sounds great. Your face is making me feel sleepy anyway.”

Tecton scoffs, getting on his feet. “I’m still the leader of the league, you know.”

She leans her head back to look at him. “Yeah. Your eye bags totally scream authority.”

Tecton can’t help but laugh. The other members of the league rarely crack jokes, and he’d say the relationship between all of them is more business than a real friendship.

Secretly, he likes having someone who pushes against the norm. “Thanks, Sharp.”

“You’re welcome, Tecton.”

At that end of the conversation, Tecton leaves.

A soft trill from the supercomputer stops him in his tracks. “Uh oh,” Sharp says. “Hold up on that sleep, Blondie. Alley Cat just sent us a message.”

“What does it say?”

“Watchdog tip. Junction City, Kansas. Seems like there’s some villains on the way to this one house.” Finding him reading beside her, she frowns. “What’d you ask me to read it for? You’re right here!”

Tecton switches from the message to the general energy anomaly register radar. There, they see two dots coming in towards their target destination. “This isn’t good,” he says. “Civilian neighborhood. We can be looking at casualties.”

“I’ll wake up Geraldine and Gray Granite.”

“I’ll contact Blue Tornado.”

“Alex,” Sharp calls after him as he speeds out.

He stops, spins around. “What?”

She gives him an impatient look. “Two on the radar, but there may be more,” she says kindly. “You’re tired. You can’t get in a rumble in your condition.”

“I’m fine.”

“The people in that house,” she reasons, “they can get hurt if you’re not in tiptop shape.”

Tecton pauses. She’s right. As much as she joked, he knows her estimate of there being only seven minutes of good fight is accurate. He’s tired, and in a rumble exhaustion is a weapon that the opposing team can use.

Once again, she wins the argument. “I’ll go as backup.”

“Alex.”

“I promise,” he nods, his feet already taking him towards the action. “Message us if something comes up on Incapacitator!”

Inside the Core, Magda only slumps to her seat, dreading what the unheeded warning might bring.