#beginning of the night got roped into speaking russian with a guy my friend's talking to while i was plastered

[rubberpuckies]

ive had. an insane night

[riverbutghost]

Why?

Pairing: Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x Fem!Reader

Summary: Simon made it clear that he disliked you. But after you were captured by the enemy, he decided that was far from the truth.

Warnings: Military stuff (wounds, blood etc.), Slight sexual themes, violence, detailed descriptions of torture but not too much. (I don’t know if I’ve missed anything else. The italics are flashbacks btw.

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“Ты говоришь на русском языке?” do you speak Russian?

You tried to catch your breath while the two men were talking in Russian. A cold water was thrown at you.

“по��мотри на нее, она такая американка. я чувствую его запах.” He scrunched up his face and looked at you with disgust. look at her, she’s so American I can smell it.

“Aren’t you going to beg, my dear?” He patted your head a little while smiling like a maniac. The Russian accent was so strong that you asked yourself if you knew Russian.

“Aww, she’s such a cutie with a crying face. I love making little girls cry.”

Your face scrunched up and you looked down, not letting them see your tears anymore. It was embarrassing for you, a soldier who was known for her strong facade on the field. But only on the field, they used to say. You smile a lot, lass, Soap used to say. Now you wondered if you were going to see him again.

“Well, either way we will keep you until you die, sweetheart. Take care, Милая.” darling.

The other man smirked and they both got out of the room.

You couldn’t remember what had happened, but you were taken by the Russians.

Your head was pounding and the punch you received from the guy who had called you disgusting pet names was dreadful.

You wiggled your arms, wiggled your neck but no. They weren’t even ropes. They were metal bars. They had pinned your arms, legs and neck to a metal bar.

You were sure you were going to die here.

Suddenly, you remembered your lieutenant’s words from earlier.

He had said, “don’t leave my side. I didn’t want you in the first place but they gave you to me so do as I say. Also, I don’t want to hear you chitchat.”

It hurt you a little, pinched your already broken heart. But you knew better than getting sad. He was Ghost, always mean, always bored. He only joked around with Soap, which was a rare sight. You promised to yourself that whatever he would say, you were going to befriend him. But that didn’t end up like that.

It was rare for you. Usually you would get along with anyone, but Ghost was different. From the beginning, he would always make you feel small, making little comments about how you had a big mouth and he knew how to shut it and blah blah blah which made your face flush.

You were starting to get him though. Or so you thought.

-

“You know I don’t care what you say, right?”

Your shoulders slumped a little. But your smile came back.

“Well, I don’t care either. That makes us a good team.”

You smiled at him sweetly. Like a child who got what they wanted. He gripped the folders harder.

“Stop smiling and get these papers to Price.”

You kept smiling and took the papers from him.

“We will be friends eventually, sir.”

“I hope not.” He mumbled, making you chuckle a little.

-

You were always hurt after talking to him, but sucked it up eventually.

He had his issues. He knew better to trust a new soldier. But you were insistent. He was insistent either.

“Are you okay?”

He tensed at you sudden voice, eyes dropping at your soft tone.

“Yes, is there a problem?”

You bit your cheek.

“Why are you so persistent about this?”

He was taken aback by your question. He turned towards you, his skull mask was on.

“What?”

You gripped your blade harder. It was one of those ‘nightmare’ nights. You couldn’t sleep and thought it would be easier to clean your blades. You should’ve known better.

“You try so hard to ignore me or shut me up.”

His eyes were staring right at yours and you felt the need to remove your eyes from his.

“I don’t like bubbly people. And you talk too much, my ears can’t take it anymore.”

You furrowed your eyebrows.

“You’ll like me eventually-“

His sharp breath shut you up instantly.

“Why do you act like everyone likes you? Who the fuck do you think you are?”

You were taken aback by his sudden harsh words. You opened your mouth to speak, again thinking you were going to make him like you. So you said the thing that came to your mind to stop him from breaking your heart more.

“Chill dude-“

You were flushing. What the fuck was ‘chill dude’ ?

“Don’t” He stopped for a second. “don’t ‘chill dude’ me. I’m your superior and you will respect me. Understood?”

You felt your body freeze. He was making it so hard, so hard to befriend him.

“Ghost-“

“Sir, you’ll call me sir from now on.”

You looked down at you hands, trying to find something to look at.

“Yes sir.” You mumbled eventually and got up, scoffing at the tears which were threatening to fall down.

-

You still remembered the stinging feeling his words had caused you.

You stopped trying to be one of his mates. You stopped talking near him. This made everyone question why, but never asked because Ghost was never in the mood to talk.

.

Simon thought about the last time he had cared about anything. He couldn’t remember.

But you, you…

You were like a rainbow after a terrible storm. Your smile could lit up the whole world. And after just one look at your face, he knew he should distance himself and not get close to you.

But you had other plans.

After your first mission, he was sure he would get lost looking at you smile.

-

“How is your leg, sir?”

You asked him with the most beautiful smile he had ever seen.

“Fine.” He grumbled, voice vibrating through his chest. Your cheeks started getting pinker and he cursed himself.

“Can you get out and call the nurse?”

Your smile wavered a little and you finally turned around. You mumbled under your breath, he figured you were hurt by his words.

“No need to be rude, Lieutenant.”

He couldn’t help it though. You were a ball of happiness and he was overwhelmed. He couldn’t help himself.

He regretted it, but still said nothing.

-

You didn’t shut up. Ever.

Even if he said the most hurtful comment, you would still forget about it and smile at him. He sometimes questioned your ability to be happy all the time. It was a gift, he was sure.

You were a gift. He wasn’t religious at all, but after seeing you for the first time, he was sure you were a gift from above.

He fucked it up.

He should be relieved, but no. He was angry at himself for attacking you in a sort of fucked up way.

He was using his fucked up mentality to push you away, but he knew better.

Deep down, he knew why he was treating you that way. But he wouldn’t let anyone know this. Not even himself.

“We have to do something, y’know?”

Simon pushed his thoughts away and looked at his superior.

“Yeah, no shit.”

Price pressed his lips harder than usual.

“I interrogated them, they say different things.”

Simon pulled his mask down and got up. He turned towards Price.

“Then maybe you should let me interrogate them.”

Price gave a long and sharp breath.

“What will we have if you kill them?”

Simon furrowed his eyebrows. You don’t understand, he wanted to say.

“What do we have, then?” He gave up for the sake of finding you.

“4 locations, Soap searched them. They are all Russians’ and we have to be quick.”

They were more then ready to find their little sunshine. But Simon was stressed, he was freaking out.

They got ready, hopped on their truck and the mission was started.

-

You weren’t okay.

You were far from being okay.

“Oh, look at her. So sad no one is coming for you?”

You clenched your jaw, immediately regretting it because of the massive headache.

“Speak when I ask you a question, got it ?”

A noise came from your neck at the sudden blow to your cheek.

“Let’s get rid of these bars,”

Your neck suddenly fell down after the metal bar opened. You couldn’t find the strength to look at them.

He gripped your hair and jerked your head to him.

Another guy kicked your abdomen, making you whimper in pain.

“Bastards!”

The guy gripped your hair harder and smacked the back of the gun to your head.

You unintentionally whimpered again.

“What was that? You little pig.”

You were sure there was an internal bleeding in your abdomen.

“That’s enough brother, let’s eat.”

The guy kicked you again in the abdomen and the metal bars opened.

You fell down from your chair.

Your vision was blurry, you were sure you wouldn’t survive in two days. It has been so long, so long.

They were coming, you knew it. Deep down, you were wondering if Ghost was finally relieved. No one was talking his head off or cracking dirty jokes now. Was he keeping them away so you would die alone here?

You closed your eyes, shaking the ridiculous thoughts.

You were tired, so you let yourself go.

-

“Hey, be fuckin’ quiet!”

Soap gulped and apologized at his Lieutenant. He was extra angry today.

“Sir, what if she’s already dead? This would be a suicide mission then.”

Simon turned towards the recruit.

“Shut your mouth and do what you’re told, kid.”

The soldier fell silent after that. They knew better to piss Ghost off.

“Okay, get ready. In three, two… one!”

Shots were suddenly fired. The Russians were not expecting this, at this hour especially. They were on edge, but their superiors were busy having dinner.

“I’ll look inside!”

Ghost shouted, immediately followed by Soap.

The two got in, killed the guards.

It had been a fucking week, and Ghost felt pathetic to hear your voice. It effected him more than he thought it would.

“Fuck, Soap, I’m going downstairs .”

Soap nodded and returned his killing.

Ghost kept his steps low, head raised high in confidence. He pushed through everything in front of him, trying to save his pain in the ass.

He pushed every door, even broke the locked ones down.

There you were, laying on the ground. Looking dead, but your back was slightly moving up and down.

He immediately scanned the room, with nothing he rushed to get you out of there.

He kneeled on his knees and turned you around carefully.

“Sir?”

He breathed a sigh of relief.

“You’re strong, sergeant.”

You smiled a little. He checked your injuries’ severity and got you on his back.

“I didn’t think I would- uh- be alive to be honest.”

Simon furrowed his eyebrows.

“Bite your tongue, Sergeant. You’re one of the strongest soldiers i’ve ever met.”

You smiled a little again. Proudly you closed your eyes.

“Stay, yeah? Don’t want you to die on me, gonna get in trouble because of you.”

Your smile faltered. Here you were, naive little girl.

“Right.”

He knew he fucked up again. But his first mission was get you out of there safely.

You whimpered at the sudden pain in your abdomen.

“What’s wrong?”

Your arms tightened around his neck, not enough to hurt him.

“Hurts-“

A sudden explosion made you two flew into a wall. Ghost groaned and quickly grabbed his gun. He looked around for you.

Everything was happening too quick for his liking. He reloaded his gun and jumped up to his feet.

“No…”

He fired his gun nonstop at the men, who were trying to shoot both of you. He was actually scared for the first time.

He reached to his comm.

“Soap, fuck- come downstairs!”

He swung his gun to the man beside him and rushed to your side. He lifted you bridal style and turned his back on the men.

“Fuck,”

A bullet pierced his shoulder. He eventually put you down behind a desk, flipping the desk over to cover you.

Soap, Gaz and Price came into his view and he relaxed all of a sudden.

“Ghost?!”

Ghost put his arm up behind the desk to show them where you were.

“Are you hurt? You’re bleeding.” Gaz looked at him in concern.

“Oh, so I’m not hurt then.”

Ghost scoffed at Gaz and picked you up. Gaz rolled his eyes.

“Let’s get you two to the heli.” Price tried to pick you up, but Ghost mumbled something and pulled you to him.

“Ghost-“

Ghost brushed him off.

“Let’s go.”

It had been a week.

After multiple surgeries, you were in intensive care for give days.

The internal bleeding had caused you to lose consciousness and when you woke up in the heli, you vomited blood. On Ghost.

Ghost felt his heart beat faster at that because for a second, he thought you were dying.

You didn’t.

You were awake but still in bed. Soap came to your visit, Gaz did, Price did, even Alejandro did but Ghost didn’t.

You received a lot of gifts from recruits which made you smile. But something else was occupying your mind.

You wondered if Ghost was okay. Soap told you he was shot, said it was nothing for him.

You got up to a sitting position. Immediately holding your abdomen, you cursed. It still hurt like a bitch.

You stood up from the bed and checked the nurse. She wasn’t there so you took the chance to escape from your prison.

You were in a white oversized sweatshirt and nothing else. You weren’t wearing a bra and you thanked the nurse.

You pushed the doors open. You had forgotten the sweaty smell of the hallways. You missed it.

“What are you doing? Go back to bed.”

You flinched at your nurse’ tone and turned around to her.

“I feel good, Amanda. Please,”

Amanda sighed then nodded, allowing you to leave.

“I didn’t see you, then.”

You chuckled a bit and left.

Your mission was now to find your Lieutenant. Ghost. Simon. You never tried to call him by his actual name, knowing his temper and dislike towards you.

You felt nauseous all of a sudden. You didn’t want to find him, you didn’t want to feel unwanted and alone again. Even though your other teammates were always there for you, you wanted him. Why? You didn’t know. Or didn’t want to admit.

You took a deep breath, forgetting about your abdomen.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” You held your abdomen and mumbled curses.

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

You froze and licked your lips. That wasn’t the scenario you thought it would be. You turned to your side.

“Hi, sir.”

You smiled at him through your pain.

He was wearing his balaclava, his eyes red. You wondered why, then remembered he was shot.

“Are you okay Ghost? I heard that you were shot.”

You took a step forward. He took a step back. You pressed your lips together.

“I’m fine. Go back to bed.”

You furrowed your eyebrows.

“No.”

Ghost looked straight at your eyes, his bloodshot eyes looked concerning.

“Do as I say, sergeant.”

You shook your head. Not today.

“I’m okay. I wanted to see if you were okay too.”

Ghost’s eyes left yours for a second. He looked down at your abdomen.

“You’re going to open your stitches.”

Your head fell to your side slightly. He looked at you again.

“Are you, okay?” You punctuated for him to understand what you were trying to say.

He sighed.

You took four more steps towards him until you were chest to chest.

He looked defeated.

“I am.” He answered your question, eyes flickering between your mouth and your eyes.

“Can I look at your shoulder? It’s bleeding.”

Ghost furrowed his eyebrows and looked at his shoulder. He knew he shouldn’t be working out in this condition.

“Please let me help, Simon.”

His breath hitched a little, but you heard.

With a newfound courage, you took his hand and lifted it slightly with a cloud-like touch.

“I’m sweaty .” He looked at your eyes.

“It’s okay.” You smiled at him. His eyes traveled all over you and suddenly, he took your hand and started dragging you.

You gasped in shock, but didn’t say a thing. He was acting strange, you didn’t mind it.

Ghost opened the door to his room and after pulling you in, he closed the door.

“What now?” He asked out of breath. You flushed a little.

“Uhm, well. I’ll get your med kit.”

He nodded and showed you the place. He sat down onto his bed.

You came with the medkid, a little shyly.

“Take off your shirt.”

He gulped. You didn’t mean to sound so authoritatively. You helped him by lifting his arm slightly then took off the shirt.

Holy shit, you thought. He was ripped. You cleared your throat and opened the medkit.

“Just try not to move your arm.” He nodded.

You were working on his arm, but his eyes were on you. You shuddered a little feeling goosebumps all over your body. He smirked under his mask.

“I’ve never seen your face.”

“I know?”

You rolled your eyes.

“Yeah no shit. Are you going to show me?”

He shook his head. You pursed your lips in a mock sadness.

But you felt your body freeze as he pulled your bottom lip.

You swallowed hard, forgetting about his wound. He groaned, sound vibrating through his chest. You were melting.

“Oh God, sorry.”

He pulled you on his lap, pulling your legs apart with his hand. You gasped again, feeling a sensation in your lower parts.

“Ghost-“

“Hm?”

You took a deep breath and averted your eyes from him to focus on his wound.

Quickly cleaning it up then bandaging it, you looked at him.

“I’m going to wash my hands.”

He got up with you on his lap. His hands were on you thighs and your legs were hugging his waist.

“What are you doing?”

“Never letting you go.”

You licked your lips, they suddenly felt dry.

“I’m sorry, okay? I’m sorry for the way I treated you. But fuck, you are something else. Fucking pain in the ass.”

You chuckled a little and he dropped you near the sink.

“Stay with me?”

You dried your hands then turned around. He was hovering over you, and you liked it.

“Let’s sleep.”

He gulped then grabbed you up in a rush.

“Ow, be careful you ass.”

He put you on to the mattress.

“Let me make it feel good, yeah?”

All of the playfulness left your face after he had said that.

“Oh fuck.”

[rosecoloredwriting]

Best Friend Tings~

A/N: This idea came to me and then boom! This might be a whole series of headcanons i got so many ideas bro!!!! 

Summary: Sometimes in life having a best friend is better than getting a s/o 

Pairings: Izuku Midorya x GN!Reader(Platonic), Katsuki Bakugou x GN!Reader(Platonic), Shoto Todoroki x GN!Reader(Platonic), Hitoshi Shinso x GN!Reader(Platonic)

Izuku Midoriya

We can see from the show he didn’t have any friends before u.a(katsuki doesn’t really count)

So boy must have been lonely before ua like todoroki

He nerded out by himself, no one else to talk to other than mama inko

So meeting you made his life better

he’s up to date on meme culture too

You slide in one vine reference during a convo ONCE when you met and he responds back subconsciously with his own

Instant connection

Like lightning strikes and you both just do the spiderman pointing at each other meme

Vine might be dead but that won’t stop you

Both of you start turning into beams of light

He gets sparkle eyes when you both don’t stop with the vine references

Numbers exchanged and you both find out to be major nerds for certain shows

Late nights are spent sending each other memes/videos and the next day you both are holding in fits of giggles

When the dorms are put in place pure chaos

Yall are inseparable 

There’s a lot of sneaking around because guess what you’re doing instead of sleeping 

watching✨✨TikToks✨✨

Or watching those Russian car crash videos

You go into a youtube deep dive at 3 am together

One brain cell is shared between you two ok

Deku squad are the vibes ok

Ilida can’t believe how 2 of some of the smartest people he knows can turn the exact opposite

“Ilida can you do us a favor? Would you be willing to run while holding us like balloons?”

“What are you talking about!?”

“Ilida me and (Y/N) thought of having Uraraka join us by making us float and have a rope tied around us with you running around!”

“As your class president I will not allow you to do such a thing-!” Cutting him off you turn to Izuku

“I told he wasn’t gonna say yes.” Sighing in disappoint.

“Should we try Kacchan?” 

“I’ll do the talking got it!” You leave behind a dumbfounded Ilida wondering why his friends can be so smart yet do such stupid actions.

Do not be fooled though

You call out izuku when necessary, you both may be chaotic with one another but like hell!!!! you’ll let him slip up because you’re besties and actually have brain cells(sometimes)

From the glare you’re sending him he feels like a disappointment because he caused his bestie trouble and worry

In conclusion: Yall are ride or die

Were talking the strength of the pillars of those temples in Greece

Katsuki Bakugo

It kinda just happened before the classes eyes

Like no one gets how bakugo manages not to blast your eardrums everyday

He just somehow sees you’re genuinely trying to be friends with him and get to know him

At first, he thought you were some extra following him like the rest of Baku squad at first and somehow saw that you don’t see him godly or anything you just really enjoyed being around him

Slowly you both understand one another

He’s kinda scared cause I don’t think bakugo has ever been like close close with someone before

So it’s slow like his friendship with Kiri

Speaking of Kiri cause this is a package deal if your friends with bakugo

You both will just watch him when someone pisses him off 

“Someone tried to test him right,” you said while passing Kirishima a water bottle. Coming back from the vending machine.

“Yeah he did” he replies deadpanning at Bakugou’s antics

You may be mostly a duo but its also a trio sometimes

So when he gets captured there’s a 50/50 chance that he will come to you

you managed to get knocked out during the attack so seeing one another safe really just lifts the blanket of fear off

So when the dorms come in he will barge into your room and start up your console and play

This distraction won’t last long cause at some point he just sits there stuck in his head

He holds back tears but you just help him through

Really just strengthens your bond

From then on he comes to you and he’s very vague on details but you just comfort him

somehow you both from this experience learn how to read what the other is feeling

If you have something going on the perceptive as ever bakugo will see and somehow do the thing that just gives you a boost, he’s not either an intimate or verbal guy

He’s trying his best alright

The same goes for you in bakugo accept your just a tad slower and use your words instead 

Best friend soulmate ✨✨tings✨✨

One of your past times is either playing fighting games or just relaxing in his room

Like you both will lay on the ground, speaker blasting, taking turns putting on songs

Feeling the vibrations 

Its how the aggressive boy cools down/relaxes

Being angry all the time is tiring

One time you were in a room with someone as they insulted bakugou

Right in your face not only did you defend your best friend but you also whooped some ass that day

Conclusion: the best friends that just get each other 

Shoto Todoroki

(If you’re an endeavor stan I don’t know what to tell you for this one)

Now hear me out on this

You find Endeavor hilarious

He is just the funniest person to you

Like just looking at him makes you cackle

So when todoroki fights midoriya and he used his fireside everyone was shocked because no one has seen him use it yet!!

But when you see endeavor on the other side of the stadium scream “SHOTOOOOO!” you burst out full-on laughing!!! WHEEZING IF YOU MAY!! Like do you not see his face

When he came back to the stands you just turned to him holding in a laugh

“Hey, Todoroki how are you so serious all the time with your dad looking like that all the time?”

“I beg your pardon?”

Don’t get me wrong he was pissed because like baby just had a mental breakdown but this type of comment is new to him

“Don’t you see how ridiculous he looks with those flames of him like damn. Of all the places! Why his fckin calves!!!!! Like what kind of egotistical man does that”

Todoroki hates his dad so you bashing him really opens up doors for you

Now to me, I think todoroki throws insults at everyone without even knowing himself

Like under his breath he will say a comment you will catch it and hold in a laugh

So you bashing his father made you an a+ in his book

And so the duo begins

Since todoroki does insult people without knowing you are there to be his audience

You will stifle and hold in giggles and laughs as you stand right next or behind him

Once he realized this he subtly increases the amount he says on the daily(These arent basic insults either but they aren’t harmful, plain fun ok)

One time your laughing got to the point Aizawa threatened to separate you two

But still, you helped cracked the boy’s frozen heart

Lots of hugs though cause the boy needs it

Once you’re close enough in the friendship you jump and hug the boy in surprise

Gets a little startled but loves the gesture cause guess what yall are besties

Opening his door, Todoroki meets the sight of you holding a pile of food. Ready for movie night. Quickly placing it down on the coffee table you jump and give him a hug. He stumbles a moment before he wraps his arms around your waist.

“Why are you hugging me? We saw each other all day.”

“Just thought you needed it.” Mumbling a thank you you go to the coffee table. The surface spilling with bags of snacks.

“I have my soba and more if you want any. I even got those candies you like.”

“Really! Thanks Sho-kun! I also got those chips you really enjoyed the last time. So you ready?” With a hum you both sit down opening the food you'll be eating for the rest of the night. Grabbing the remote Shoto hits play, the screen lights up to show the Disney logo.

Many movie marathons and binge-watching nights because you need to show him so much

When these hangouts happen you have hardcore munches together

You both will have a buffet of food because boy does he love his soba and you love to do to bring an entire pile and bag full of food

Just appreciates you and all you do for him

Will definitely sneak in really expensive gifts to you

Loves to watch Disney movies with you 

Conclusion: you are the best friend he needs, he wouldn’t have you any other way

Hitoshi Shinso 

Both of you met in gen studies class

At this point, everyone in the class knew one another names and stuff and when word got to you of his quirk oh boy

He was minding his business sitting in his desk

Slightly wishing he was dead or wanting to vibe at home

But here you come strutting on over and say hi to him

He was kinda nervous cause everyone knew his quirk and just got all those villain comments

You just talk and say how cool his quirk is and he’s like ‘aw shit here we go again’

Instead, you just ask why he isn’t in the hero course

Like his quirk amazing for that shit

He’s shocked alright

So you both just stick together

You are his wild friend taking him on adventures as he complains saying he would rather watch a movie or do something

Low key in on your plans 

He trusts you with his life so don’t take advantage of that

Teases you on a regular basis

Is the type of friend where if he makes fun of or teases you 

You’re his friend

at the sports festival, you treat him to lunch because he deserves it!!!!

He made it to the last round

And fought MIDORIYA!!!

“You don’t have to do this you know.” Dragging Hitoshi around the food stands he tries his best to stop you from doing this. Even if it’s your treat he rather pay himself.

“Hitoshi I swear if you don’t just pick what you want for lunch I’m fighting you.”

“I’m being serious you don’t have too. I didn’t even win against him.” You come to a halt both hands on his shoulders. Looking him in the eye you reassure him.

“You may not have won but you made it to the 3rd round. Do you know how amazing that is! A general studies student made it that far! You did that! You showed everyone we might as well be just as good as the hero course students! As your best friend to, I must treat you for this accomplishment.” This time he grabs your wrist. Pulling you around until he sees a food stand that peaks his interest. A soft smile on his face happy to call you his friend and to have someone care for him like you do.

He is the reason why you're an insomniac now

When you blame him for your sleeping schedule he just says in the deepest and seductive voice “it was part of the plan”

Makes you want to punch that handsome face of his(but you wouldn’t you love the boy too much)

Sometimes you guys sneak cats in like your dorms just somehow manage to have cats in them

The fur is everywhere but their you fur babies

You both spend your time playing board games and sometimes inviting the deku squad cause Hitoshi has a pretty chill relationship with Izuku(plus their too social for their own good)

So things become waaaaaaaay more lively

Both of your social batteries though are completely empty

There is late-night cuddling though as weird as it sounds

when you take turns slipping in one another’s dorm you both manage to hug like it’s super platonic and just find it comforting waking up to one another

the bond so strong that you protect one another even when you sleep

Conclusion: the besties that mess around one another but are like this🤞

[ancientbooshartifacts]

It's Only A Paper Moon

Author: Life_Downsized

Year: 2012

Rating: PG-13

Pairing: Dennis/The Moon

When Dennis finally told his friends about his new partner, it was at the Shaman Council Office Christmas bash. They were sitting, as they usually did, in the middle of Epping Forest, but due to the unexpected snowfall the landscape was a lot more cold and wet than usual, like Narnia gone wrong. Dennis had been perfectly happy to sit on his seat nursing a whiskey as the party got steadily wilder, but suddenly he had been roped into confessing all by an inebriated Tony Harrison.

  “Go on,” the bladder urged. “Have a couple of poppers – your wife ain’t round to scold you, is she?”

  “I’m straight-edged, Tony. You know this,” Dennis sighed. “Ever since that night in Moscow. And don’t speak of Methuselah. She and I are through, as you well know.”

  “Oh, lighten up, Dennis, you bumbag,” said Saboo, taking a sip of his White Russian. “Otherwise where are you going to be when it comes to the crunch?”

  “Which crunch are we talking about?”

  Saboo nodded sagely. “The sexual crunch.”

  “Oh.”

  “You’ll never meet anyone the way you are now,” Saboo smirked.

  It might have been the way the trees were casting a magical shadow onto the soft snow, or the desire to shut Saboo up, or it might well have been the fumes from whatever concoction Kirk had passed out smoking, but Dennis’ mind seemed a little warmer and fuzzier than it had at the beginning of the evening. It was thus that he shrugged his cloak tighter around his shoulders and said: “If you must know, I have already met someone.”

  “Dennis, you dog!” cried Tony Harrison with a wide, shit-eating grin. “Why didn’t you tell us? Three cheers, everyone. I’m off my tits!”

  Dennis smiled in embarrassment as the group of Shaman toasted his new-found romantic life. “Well, I mean…”

  “So go on, Dennis, who’s this lucky lady?” Diane interrupted.

  “Erm…well, actually, he’s a man.”

  Saboo quirked an eyebrow, now completely composed. “He? Dear God, it’s Naboo, isn’t it?”

  “No!” Dennis protested.

  “Well, go on, squire!” yelled the inebriated Tony.

  “Actually, I…we decided we’d keep it on the low-down for a bit and…”

  Dennis trailed off as he registered the looks on the faces of the group, and realised he’d dug himself into a bigger hole than he was in before. Why couldn’t he have just said he was still single? Now he actually had to admit it, or else they’d pour Bacardi down his throat until he did.

  He sighed deeply and jumped headfirst into the metaphorical shark-infested pond: “Issamun.”

  “Speak up, you onion.”

  “It’s…the Moon, I’m going out with the Moon.”

  The forest fell silent, punctuated only by the sound of Saboo choking on his White Russian. Dennis coughed awkwardly, and mumbled: “Thought you should…know.”

  “This is an outrage!” cried Tony Harrison. “He’s on the rebound!”

  “I’m not!” Dennis protested hotly. “We’re very much in love.”

  “But…the Moon?” Saboo squawked. “He’s an alabaster retard. He’s a pleb, he’s a pillock-”

  “He’s my partner. And I’d appreciate it if you didn’t talk about him that way. Everybody has their faults.”

  “I mean, how did you even meet?”

  Dennis shrugged self-consciously. “I was in Highgate Park a couple of nights after Methuselah and I divorced. I was trying to do a spell that required the light of the full Moon and, well, we got chatting. He was very sympathetic. One thing led to another…”

  “Oh, God!” Saboo grimaced. “Is that even possible?”

  “Of course not!”

  “Good. I didn’t need to hear about your crater-play.”

  “Ours is a relationship built on respect, trust and mutual interests. Methuselah was all about the sex: ‘Dennis, put this lump of coal in your mouth,’ ‘Dennis, pretend I’m a meerkat’, ‘Dennis, lick these raw parsnip shavings off my body.’ With the Moon…it’s different. I can be my own man. We don’t need to succumb to base pleasures to enjoy each other’s company.”

  Saboo shook his head. “With all due respect, sire, you’ve gone wrong. I mean, what mutual interests could you possibly have?”

  “Lots,” Dennis replied quickly, but then when he asked his brain for answers it merely shrugged back at him. “Like…avant-garde cinema, and…garden gnomes?”

  Saboo smirked. “Case closed.”

  “Look, if none of you can accept my new relationship-”

  “Dennis, you mushroom,” said Tony Harrison, attempting a wise tone but sounding more pissed than ever. “This isn’t a healthy union!”

  “Why can’t you all just be happy for me?” Dennis kicked the snow like a petulant child. “You all hated Methuselah, and now I’ve got someone who really brings joy to my life and you’re all acting like I’m some kind of idiot.”

  “It’s not that we think you’re an idiot, Dennis,” Diane soothed, shooting a motherly glare at Saboo and Tony Harrison. “We just don’t want you to rush into something that’ll make you unhappy, that’s all.”

  In the corner, Kirk giggled and mumbled something about a cougar from the future.

  “I’m not unhappy,” Dennis said, but it sounded unconvincing even to his own ears. “I mean, I’m not getting younger any time soon. It’s a good thing to settle down, isn’t it?”

  “Oh, my word!” Tony cried. “He’s having an age crisis!”

  “I am not having an age crisis!”

  “The Moon’s a billion years old, Dennis,” smirked Saboo. “You’re his toyboy. That’s definitely a sign of an age crisis.”

  “It’s not! Is it?”

  “Without a doubt.”

  Dennis sighed deeply, and put his head in his hands. “Do you all think I should break it off, then?”

  Around the forest came a chorus of affirmatives, apart from Tony who had drunkenly fallen off the desk and landed in a thick pile of snow.

  “Right,” Dennis huffed. “Thanks a lot, guys.”

  Up in the night sky, the Moon looked down at the scene and sniffed. “I thought we had somethin’ special. I’m the Moon. I’m not good with long-distance relationships.”

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If It’s Not Your Face, Then It Must Be The Caffeine

Fandom: Yuri On Ice Pairing: Yuri Plistesky/Otabek Altin Summary: The Dance/Coffee Shop AU no one asked for. It’s basically gay anime Step Up.  Chapter 1: First Glances Words: 1,442 [some light gay fluff for our resident Plisetsky, @doodlekins]

"Shut up, Nikiforov. I'm taking the day off whether you like it or not," Yuri grumbled into the phone. He knew his friend only wanted him to be his best, but he was worn out. He needed basically a five year nap. So obviously his solution for that was to enter the nearest coffee shop he found and load up on caffeine. Makes perfect sense. He huffed when he saw how long the line was, but took his place at the end anyway; he wasn't doing anything today so why not? "I'll talk to you tomorrow, Victor. Take the day to plan your wedding or something, man." He knew that would get him. Victor hadn't had much time to plan his nuptials with Yuri's friend and their choreographer, Yuuri. He glanced around the shop as he pocketed his phone. The line was moving fairly fast, considering how busy they were. He brushed his hair behind his ear and absently wondered how he'd never found this place before. It wasn't the usual Starbucks or any other chain that he knew of, so he forgave himself a little. His eyes scanned the baristas. A short brunette girl was presently at the cash register, cheerily taking the customer's order while the two men beside her worked quickly to get the orders out. Yuri's eyes caught first on the tall man with the undercut. He could tell he was having fun at his job. The other man, slightly shorter, with dark hair and a look of concentration on his face, made Yuri's breath catch in his throat. Oh. Someone cleared their throat behind Yuri, alerting him to the fact that the line had moved. He pulled his phone out to distract himself, but his eyes always went back to the man behind the counter. Finally, it was his turn in line. He ordered a raspberry mocha, and moved to the side to await his coffee, struggling not to stare at the beautiful man. He noted, now that he was close enough to see, that the man had warm brown eyes. Of course. Yuri always did have a weakness for brown eyes. He swore to himself and brought his attention back to his phone. No time for beautiful men, he thought to himself. Today was a day to himself. Before he knew it, the most beautiful voice he'd ever heard called his name. "Raspberry Mocha for Yuri?" His eyes shot up and he stepped forward to take the cup from the man. He caught a glimpse at the name tag. Otabek. Oh. He muttered a thanks as he took the cup from Otabek, stomach fluttering as their fingers brushed against each other's. Shit.

Otabek was expecting the day to be busy. He was expecting Christophe to be his ridiculous self. He was expecting Sara to be her chipper self. He was expecting the regular customers; a mix of friendly and rude. What he was not expecting, however, was to see the most beautiful man he'd ever seen in his life. He was honestly just proud of himself for not dropping the cup the second they made eye contact. And he was absolutely certain that he would never see the man again. Yuri. Beka sighed as he clocked out, ready to move on to his next job for the day. Oh well. Yuri was way out of his league anyway. And he absolutely had no time to be chasing after someone he could never have. "Hey, Altin! You coming to practice tomorrow night?" Chris shouting, jogging up to meet his pace as they walked to their respective vehicles-Beka's being the black motorcycle. "You know I never miss," Otabek smirked, reaching for his helmet. "Yes but I also saw you looking at the delicious Russian that came in today. Did you know him and when is the wedding?" Chris beamed. He was incorrigible. Beka shook his head. "I don't know him, won't know him, and will probably never see him again." "Shame. Oh well. See you tomorrow!" Chris hopped in his car and Beka swung his leg over the motorcycle. Yeah, it was a shame. He had time to go home and change out of his uniform and into regular clothes, which he was thankfully able to wear for his next job at the record store, and get food before he had to head to work. He checked his phone periodically as he ate some leftovers. He found his mind wandered to the blond man once more. Sighing, he put his dirty dishes in the sink and went to brush his teeth before heading out the door. No sense dwelling on someone unattainable.

The bell above the door jingled as he opened it and entered the shop. "Hey, Mari." The woman behind the counter blew a bubble with her gum, which gave a loud POP!, as she turned to greet Otabek. "Hey, Altin. Thought it was your day off." He shook his head. "Was, I'm covering for Leo. He's out sick." Mari nodded. "Yeah, there's some bug going around. Mom's been fussing over my brother because 'He can't miss his dance stuff!' or it's clearly the end of the world." She scoffed. "Not like he's gonna be able to do too much for long anyways. He's planning a wedding, after all." Otabek chuckled. "Yeah. How are they all doing this year? They've got a lot of shows?" Mari nodded. "Yeah. I guess they're performing for some big thing soon, so everyone is really worked up. That fiance of my brother's is gonna age prematurely." "I'm sure they'll be fine," he grinned, beginning to alphabetize a shelf of CDs that were out of order. "How's your dance stuff coming along?" Beka met her eyes for a moment before placing a Blink-182 album in the appropriate location. "It's alright. We're trying to replace a couple people who just moved or quit. That's pretty rough. Always hard to add people to a family that already flows so well together." "Ah, I'm sure you guys will be great. Then you guys can finally get out there and be world famous." Beka chuckled once more. "I'd just be happy not to have to worry if I'm gonna make enough money for rent and dinner for the week." "I hear ya."

Yuri had originally planned to be lazy all day. So that's exactly what he did. Until a knock came on his door and he saw the faces behind it. "Hello, Yuri! We were in the neighborhood, and decided to check on you. Are you okay?" "What the fuck do you want, Victor? I just needed a day to relax. Not be annoyed by you and your katsudon, here," he growled, gesturing to Yuuri. "Victor cancelled practice for the day so everyone could relax. We're going to visit my sister at work. Look for new music for the next show." "You should come with us, Yuri. I'll buy you a drink after?" Yuri peaked up at the taller man behind his curtain of blond hair. "You're buying me food too. And we aren't dancing to anything that was featured in Glee." "Deal." The trio made their way to Victor's car and set off toward their destination, Yuri questioning why he always got roped into hanging out with these two. Sure, they were like family to him, so he did love them, but Victor worried more than his grandfather did. And His grandfather worried about him a lot. "Where are we going anyway? You said Katsuki's sister works there?" Yuuri turned around to speak to him. "She works downtown at a record store. She might give us family discount," he beamed. "I haven't seen Mari in a while, so it's nice to visit when I can." Yuri nodded once and the rest of the ride went by mostly in silence, with the exception of the couple in the front discussing a few wedding related things that Yuri tuned out. He turned his gaze to the window and looked at the passing scenery. He really did love this city sometimes, but he still hadn't explored all of it. The trio soon arrived at their destination, and after Victor paid the meter on the side of the road, they entered the store, a bell jingling wen the door swung open. "Mari!" Yuuri and Victor immediately went to the counter to talk to Yuuri's sister, but Yuri himself was struggling with his breath being caught in his throat; his eyes locked on the dark haired man arranging a shelf of CDs in front of him. When the man looked up, he swore he'd died and gone to heaven. Oh.