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xoxo-teddybear · 4 years ago

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He’s Lost - Bakugou Katsuki - Part 3

Bakugou x f!reader

Warnings: fluff, sexual mentions, smut, 18+, daddy kink, fingering (fisting?), f!receiving, alcohol, cursing, LONG WRITING PIECE, Bakusquad a teensy wheensy bit ooc, BAKUGOU BEING A BIG ASS SIMP

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Summary: After the classroom moment, Katsuki’s been doing everything he can to get you back. You’ve both come to terms as friends who are mutually pining for one another, but how long will it take to finally be found by one another?

A/N: Y’all I just have to keep saying thank you to all of you. The love and support is incredible and I never expected my one shot to be so likeable. Anyways, this piece is what will bring the whole story together. Just HELLA fluff. Hope you enjoy!

A/N: If you guys are curious as to what I put for Y/N’s quirk, I’ve titled it Phoenix. She has all the abilities of a Phoenix, like fire powers, regeneration, and flight ability with beautiful wings of fire that can come out on command. Honestly, her quirk isn’t really a big deal in the story but if you wanted to know, there you go.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

“YOU DID WHAT?!”

“I fucked her in the classroom,” Bakugou so calmly said while taking a sip from his water bottle.

Kirishima felt like he was gonna faint. He told his friend to talk to her so they could make up. He didn’t expect him to dick her down.

“Wow Kacchan, didn’t know you were an exhibitionist,” The electric blonde said while nudging Bakugou in the arm with his elbow.

“I’m not......well-“

“Katsuki” Kirishima said with a warning tone because he did NOT want to hear about his friend’s kinks.

“Right. Anyway, it was fine. No one was there...actually why weren’t you guys there? We all had class you idiots.” Bakugou asked.

“Mr. Aizawa told us the day before that we were going to meet up in gym gamma for an all day training sesh. So we were all shocked when one of our best fighters didn’t show.” Kirishima explained.

“Well nobody told me we were having an all day session.” Bakugou complained.

The group then raised their phones showing the texts sent to the group chat the boys of the Bakusquad shared.

8:47 a.m.

🦈 : Bakugou, tmr is all day training in the gym. Make sure you’re there

11:21 a.m.

🕷: You gonna be in the gym wit us tmrw Bakugou?

2:10 a.m.

⚡️: Sooo we’ll see u in the gym tmr Kacchan?

After some silence and Bakugou’s soft “oh,” Bakugou asked another question. “Well why wasnt Y/N there then?”

“Just like you, the girl wasn’t in class the day before so she didn’t know. She spent the day interning with Hawks.” Sero stated while taking a break from his bag of chips.

‘Hawks huh? Guess it made sense. You both had bird-like quirks, so you guys go well together’ The blonde thought to himself.

“But enough of why you weren’t there, tell us what happened with Y/N,” Sero added on.

“The hell? Why are you so invested in how I fucked her?” Bakugou said with attitude.

“Not that man,” Kirishima intervened, “we wanna know what happened after.”

“We also wanna know which desk you fucked on so we could avoid the cum splatter.” Kaminari said, earning a wack to the back of his head from Sero.

“Well I thought we were gonna make up and get back together,” Bakugou started and the trio of boys stared right at him as if he was going to open some buried treasure.

“But I guess she’s not ready for the relationship again. At least not yet. She said she wanted some time and then she’ll come back to me. All I gotta do is wait.” Bakugou said while getting comfortable in his spot on the common room couch.

“Says who?” Kaminari added.

“ ‘scuse me?” Bakugou asked.

“Who says all you gotta do is wait?” Bakugou looked at his idiotic friend.

“She did, Dunce Face.”

“Well you could wait for her, but if I was you, I’d still treat her like my girlfriend.” The electric blonde stated.

“Huh?” The entire group asked.

“Bakugou look. Give Y/N the time she wants, but you could still treat her like your girlfriend. It’ll remind her of the times you had and it’l-“

“I’m gonna stop you right there Kaminari.”

As the group turned towards the doorway, they saw Y/N. She seemed to have gotten back from some extra training considering she was still wearing gym attire and her duffel bag was still on her shoulder.

“Hey Y/N, just got back from the gym?” Kirishima kindly started up a conversation with the girl.

“Yeah. Had to take a shower there too to save some time. I’m heading back out to go on a late night patrol with Hawks after I drop off my bag, but I can spend 2 minutes to explain something to you, dorks.” You started walking towards the group, more specifically behind Bakugou’s seat.

“I’m gonna make this real simple. Katsuki and I don’t need a grand plan to get back together. We just need some time,” when you finally made it behind Bakugou, you gently wrapped your arms around Katsuki’s neck area, “besides, Suki knows I’ll always come back to him. He’s my one and only after all, right?” You said the last part while looking at Bakugou.

“Right.” Katsuki proudly replied.

You leaned in to give him a little hug from behind and pecked his cheek before walking off to your room.

Katsuki couldn’t help but smile and watch as you walked away. He knew you guys would end up back together. All he has to do is wait. But his moment was ruined by a certain dunce face.

“Damn dude, what the fuck kinda dick did you give her to get her to act like that with you?” He shockingly asked.

“SHUT UP!” Bakugou screamed as his two other friends laughed.

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Ever since, Bakugou and You grew closer and closer. To others, it looked like exes who stuck to being friends. Best friends, if anything. Y’all played together as best friends, fought and bickered like best friends and looked out for each other and loved one another like best friends. But in reality, you and Bakugou were just falling for each other even more day after day. Yes, it was clear to you both that you were already in love with each other, but damn y’all didn’t know love could grow so strong.

Bakugou stuck to his word though. He was doing whatever it took to get you back, and yeah. Maybe he took a little bit of Kaminari’s advice and continued to treat you as his girlfriend. The only difference was that he didn’t and couldn’t claim you so it kinda hurt him but he was ok because he knows what’ll happen in the end.

So now we have this Bakugou who’s at your every beck and call, even when you don’t call. Thirsty in the middle of class? Bakugou’s got your favorite drink with him on standby. Craving something special? Bakugou will learn how to make it for you. Tired after a hard day’s work? The angry Pomeranian was there to carry you back to the dorms. What a simp.

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*RIINNNGGGGGG*

And there goes the bell for class. As students walked into their respective rooms, the students of 1-A notice the two entering.

“And here comes Bakugou holding the door for his lady,” Kaminari spoke aloud.

“Hey man, they’re not dating, remember?” Sero reminded him.

“Yet. That’s the exciting part. 2 lovers, patiently waiting for each other. And Bakugou being so willing to drop everything just for Y/N, and Y/N willing to tussle through challenges for Bakugou. Ohh it’s so romantic!!” Mina said with a squeal and excitement.

“Bakubro really doesn’t want anyone else but her....they’re gonna get through this!” Kirishima hopefully said. “If they don’t I’ll beat his ass myself after all the shit I went through for this relationship. You know, THE RELATIONSHIP IM NOT EVEN IN!” He said loud enough for Bakugou to hear.

“Those idiots,” Bakugou growled. “CANT A GUY JUST SPEND SOME TIME WITH HIS GIRL WITHOUT SOME CRACKHEADS WHISPERING ABOUT US?!” He yelled at the group. But with that last comment, you raised your brow.

“So I’m your girl, huh?” You said with a sly demeanor.

This caused Katsuki to blush like crazy. “You know what I meant you little dumbass!”

“Yeah, I’m a dumbass. But apparently I’m your dumbass.” Your snide remarks were beginning to drive Katsuki crazy.

“Ok, that’s it!” With that, Bakugou grabbed your arm and dragged you away from the classroom before Mr. Aizawa came. As the 2 left the room, the boys of the Bakusquad knew exactly what was about to happen.

“Annnddd they’re they go. Off to a place of sweat and ecstasy.” Kaminari sighed.

Ever since that time in the classroom, you and Bakugou have had sneaky links here and there for the past few weeks. A little make out session in the kitchen, a little grinding in the common area, some receiving in many different places. However you were both cautious and made sure it never went beyond that. No vaginal penetration with a penis!

Though you both said you weren’t dating yet, it was obvious where you both would end up.

“What do you mean?” Mina asked.

“It’s nothing you have to worry about, just let them do them.” Kirishima explained.

Fortunately, only the Bakusquad boys were aware of these secret meetings. Once Bakugou told them of the classroom sex, they could tell whenever you two were interested in doing the deed with one another. They also steered clear from Bakugou’s desk. When they found out you both had gone to town on it, they made sure to never go near it unless they knew Bakugou cleaned it up thoroughly.

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“Mm...Suki..” you breathed out in between the heated kiss.

Here we are in the storage closet. Y/N seated on top of a small standing shelf with Katsuki standing over her and his fist deep inside her.

Katsuki was in the process of marking your exposed breast and enjoying the feeling of your soft walls around his hand. He couldn’t help but speed up his movements.

“P-please....slow down-“ you were cut off by your own moan and cry of pleasure as his fist hit a sensitive area.

“Oh c’mon, you know you love it. You also know you shouldn’t have given all that sass. You knew exactly where it would lead ya,” he spoke as he continued to bite and suck at your nipples. “But I bet you wanted this, didn’t you. You little slut.”

His fist sped up even more and went deeper than before earning loud cries to leave your mouth.

“Ahh...fuck! Y-yes! I wanted this so bad...ohh shit Suki!” You cried out. You felt the coil in your stomach tighten and Katsuki knew what was coming right from the look on your face. He quickly pulled his fist out and dropped his head down to meet your glistening cunt, and continued to finish you off.

“Shit....you taste so sweet.” Katsuki couldnt help but eat you out as if you were his last meal. He groaned as your hands went to tug at his hair to push him in deeper. As he stuck his tongue out to enter inside you, your hips moved on their own and began to grind against his face.

“Yes...yess oh my god..just like that Suki please,”

Katsuki was desperate for more and so his hand went to your clit. He viciously rubbed at it until your legs began to shake.

“F-FUCK!... oh yess...ah!” You let out.

“Let me taste you....come inside my mouth like a good girl and let daddy taste you.” Katsuki demanded.

And you did just that. You released the white honey all on his tongue and Katsuki lapped at every drop, sucking you dry. As he finished his meal he kissed your cunt and continued to kiss you up your body from you stomach to your chest to your neck until he reached your lips. He gave you a passionate kiss, all tongue and love, and you could taste yourself. He was right. You were sweet.

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During lunch, the Bakusquad, including Y/N, all ate together and had friendly conversations and arguments as usual.

“Man that steak hit the spot!” Kirishima exclaimed with a breath of satisfaction.

“I bet your already full too, huh Kacchan. Bet you already had your fill of Y/-“

*WHACK*

As the tray slowly slid off of Denki’s face after so rudely being thrown at him (curtousy of Sero) he was revealed to an angry Kacchan.

“Shut up dunce face!” Bakugou yelled.

“You’re one to talk Suki. If anyone should shut up, it should be the one with the booming voice.” You said as you ate your udon noodles.

“ME?!?” Bakugou exclaimed.

“Yes you ya dummy!” You retorted.

“You wanna go shitty woman?!?” Bakugou said while standing up now.

“Bring it on Blasty! I’ll take you on any day!” You replied while standing on top of your chair to beat his height.

‘Typical,’ the Bakusquad thought.

You guys would go from lovers to enemies in a split second with a besties vibe somewhere in between. The fun and teasing bickering went on like this for awhile and has been happening for awhile too. But at the end of the day, there was no real beef between you two of course. Just a mutual pining that involved some attitude.

“Man, you guys have so much energy. Cant you guys tone it down, we’re pretty sure you shouldn’t be so energized after you both just fu-“

*WHACK*

Sero was shut up with a tray (revenge from Denki) before he could finish his sentence and expose the soon to be lovers’s dirty secrets.

“I KNOW!” Mina popped up. “How about a beach day?” The pink alien girl suggested.

“Huh?” The entire group said while Y/N and Bakugou sat down again.

“A beach day! We all have pent up energy and some of us wanna relax so why not get everything out at the beach? Oou! And let’s go at night, it’ll be way cooler and so much more fun. Plus, that’s the best time for us to sneak out!” Pinkie explained.

“The hell do you mean sneak out dumbass? It’s a Friday, if we wanna go the beach, we can just go on Saturday, tomorrow.” Bakugou said.

“Jeez you moron, wheres the fun in that. Look this may seem a little wild since we’re hero trainees and all but how about we take a car to get to the beach?” Mina proposed.

“Mina, we’re under 18. We can’t drive.” Kirishima said.

“Legally. But Bakugou here knows how to drive! Remember that one time Mr. Aizawa made him pull the travel bus around the corner because he was too tired to bring it himself?” The alien girl reminded the group.

“Not only that, but Denki’s parents are outta town!” The girl added on.

“Oh yeah! We could totally take my Dad’s car! There’s definitely enough room in there!” Kaminari said.

The group was now starting to get excited. Except for one blonde of course.

“No way. Like you said Pinkie, we’re hero trainees. We can’t risk ruining ours or UA’s reputation just for some trip to the beach.” Bakugou said while downing his rice bowl.

“Aww c’mon man!”

“Whaaat but pleaseee!”

“Seriously dude?”

“Awwww :(“

The group all said in unison. But Bakugou wasn’t cracking. He wasn’t going to risk his career as a future pro just for a quick trip to some sand and sea.

That is until he felt a tugging on his sleeve. When he looked to his left he saw Y/N holding onto his sleeve with a pout and puppy dog eyes. His heart was about to blow.

“Please Suki?” You whined.

You basically embodied the “🥺” emoji. Bakugou had to turn away so he could deny your request.

“Mm mm” he said while staring out the window next to the table.

You let out a huff of frustration while looking towards your group of friends that were staring at you in desperation. You guys were going to get that beach day.

So you pulled onto Bakugou’s arm and pulled his side into your soft pillowy breast. You reached up and whispered into his ear to make sure no would could hear your next words. With a seductive voice, you spoke.

“Please daddy?”

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And now here we are. The Bakusquad currently on a road trip to the beach at 9:45 p.m. Y/N riding shotgun, Mina and Kirishima in the seats behind you, Kaminari and Sero in the third row right infront of the trunk, and Bakugou behind the wheel. He was just thankful that there was almost nobody driving around here or else they would’ve noticed this young group of teens driving late at night. He was also very thankful that during lunch yesterday, nobody noticed his raging boner after Y/N whispered in his ear.

“Oh my gosh!! We’re almost there!” Mina squealed from behind.

Although it was almost 10, the weather was still really warm so it would be a fun night. Just the moon, the stars, the sand and sea, and your best friends. Perfection.

“Oh! Suki, you missed the turn for the shortcut.” You pointed out.

“No I didn’t dumbass, we’re taking another shortcut.” Bakugou replied.

“Umm, says who exactly?” You retorted.

“The one driving this damn car, now settle your fine ass down before I kiss you.” Bakubitch replied with.

“Ok, just because you add a little flirt and flare to your reply doesn’t mean your in the right.” You stated.

“Oh but I think it does.” Bakugou came back with.

“Oh! Okay Bakubitch, I don’t know who you think you’re getting smart with-“

“I know exactly who I’m getting smart with, teddy bear.” Katsuki said with a smirk on his face.

“.....Fight me. Fight me right now.” You deadpanned while obviously joking.

“I’ll beat your ass any day of the week you shitty woman-“

“Except you’ll LOSE Bakubitch.” You added.

“You wanna fight that bad, huh shitty woman?!” Bakugou now started yelling in a very Bakugou manner.

“I do! I really do Katsuki! Bring it on Explosion boy!” You said

As you and Bakugou started going at it with your words in the car, the squad was starting to get a little tired of this endless pining. JUST DATE EACH OTHER ALREADY. Mina finally snapped.

“OKAY YOU KNOW WHAT?.....I’m just gonna say it.” Mina started with.

‘Huh’ You looked behind you while Bakugou took glances from time to time in his mirror to see Mina as she spoke.

“Why don’t you cut the horse shit, and get to the part where you admit your feelings for each other?” She added on.

“WHAT?!”

“Excuse me?”

“Oh spare me, spare me, spare me!” Mina went on with. Then, Kirishima joined in.

“Yes yes Y/N, he’s a brute, I know-“

“Hey!” Bakugou interrupted but Kirishima just continued.

“He probably reminds you of a bad relationship and gosh you’d like a real nice man to settle down with,” he added on.

“But admit it! You’re real curious to know what he’s like in the sack nowadays!” Kaminari joined in.

“You idiots are dead meat,” Bakugou said.

“And you! HA!” Mina began to speak. “Well you’re just a big man baby who’d rather act tough then show his true feelings because the last time you opened your heart, you got hurt.....OWIE” Mina said in a baby voice.

“And now,” Sero began, “rather than admit these feelings, you’re dancing around one another with this mind numbing and frankly boorish mating ritual.”

Mina spoke once more.

“So PLEASE, for our sake, either quit your bickering, or PULL OVER, TEAR OFF THOSE CLOTHES, AND GET IT OVER WITH ALREADY!!!”

(Silence)

“Aye, I said what I said.” Mina concluded with her hands up at her side in defense.

As Bakugou and Y/N blushed ferociously, the squad behind them finally settled until Bakugou sped up, swerved the car and hit the brakes.....he was parking.

“Oh look, we’re here.” He said.

As he turned around to look at the group, he saw his friends all mixed up and thrown around the van.

“You guys good?” Y/N asked as she turned around in worry.

“Ugghhhhhh.” Her friends replied, clearly a little bruised.

“Alright then, let’s get going!” Y/N said with a sweet smile and exited the car.

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After everyone had changed into their swim suits, everyone began setting up. The girls stayed behind with Denki to help set up the towels and seats and bring out the coolers, food, and tables. Bakugou, Kirishima, and Sero went out to collect firewood for the bond fire they were gonna make.

As you looked around the beach, you were glad that nobody was around. You guys could be as loud as you wanted, do what you wanted, and just have an awesome night. And the fact that this was a wild beach meant that there was so much more to do. You guys could go cliff diving, mountain climbing, or forest roaming. No lifeguards to stop you.

As the guys came back with fire wood, Mina and Denki pulled out the cooler.

“Hey guys~, guess what we have!” Mina said.

The group watched as Denki pulled out various beers, wine coolers, and a bottle of Hennessy and shot cups.

“Alcohol?” Kirishima asked, “where’d you guys get that.”

“We grabbed it outta my garage fridge. My family likes to turn up a lot so we also got some spares hanging around,” Kaminari explained.

You guys weren’t first time drinkers. You were high schoolers and you’ve been to parties so of course you guys have already had your first taste of alcohol. Hell, even Bakugou had some before. What can he say, he couldn’t help himself after he saw his friends seem to be enjoying themselves a little too much after getting drunk the first time.

As you started the fire with your quirk, everyone else began to get comfy near the blazing flame. Denki was the last to sit since he went to grab his acoustic guitar to play some tunes. When he finally sat down he began to sing a song.

“Let’s sit around the campfire and sing our campfire song! Our C-A-M-P—“

“NO!” The group all yelled.

“Oh alright!” The electric blonde huffed.

The group all laughed and Kaminari then began to play a chill melody on the instrument. The group was happy, laughing, enjoying themselves and having so much fun...well one of them did have something on their mind but nonetheless still enjoying themselves.

Faces were being stuffed with delicious food, alcohol was being passed around, rounds of shots were being downed like water, and everyone was having a good time. A little game of truth or dare started up and ended after Kaminari and Kirishima both threw up in separate bushes after being dared to kiss each other by Mina.

“Never again,” Kaminari said.

“Yeah I’m good with never having to get kisses from my bro again.” Kirishima sighed.

“Oh whatever you big wussies. It was a fun game while it lasted.”

Everyone laughed in agreement.

“Alright well,” Sero spoke, “we all came to the beach, why don’t we get to the main event. I’m gonna go for swim, you guys in?”

As everyone agreed they all started walking to the water. Well except for two people. As Y/N was walking to the shoreline, a hand stopped her as it grabbed onto her arm.

“You idiots go, me and Y/N are gonna join you later.” Bakugou said to the group and they all said their ok’s and went in. “You, come with me.”

As you and Bakugou walked back to the car, he asked you a question.

“So..you’re not drunk are you?” He asked precautiously.

“Just a little tipsy but I’m still in control. Still aware of everything, so no. I’m not drunk.” You answered.

“Ok cool.” He said as he got into the driver’s seat. Once you finally got in and buckled up, he drove off. In the middle of the drive, you asked him a question this time.

“Hey Suki? Where are we going?”

“I found a special place while I was looking for wood. I wanna show you.” He simply stated.

As he continued to drive off to wherever you rested your hand on the center between you and Bakugou and let your face sit in your right palm as you stared out the window. The songs playing throughout the car gave it a loving and chill vibe. You enjoyed the comfortable silence.

As you continued to stare off, you felt Bakugou’s hand intertwine with yours. You looked back and saw he was blushing while holding onto the steering wheel and staring at the road. Man, he was so hot. In nothing but his swimming trunks as he leaned into his chair and drove off. His defined abs and chiseled chest was definitely eye candy. His giant veiny hand gripped the wheel and his jaw was so sharp as he turned and looked around for other drivers. Yeah, Bakugou was definitely one of those people that looked attractive as hell when they began to drive. You looked down at your hands and squeezed his. You were really enjoying this car ride.

When the car came to a stop, you finally noticed how you were in the middle of the forest.

“Where are we Suki?” You asked him.

As he grabbed your hand he spoke, “just follow me teddy bear.”

You guys walked for what felt like a good thirty minutes until you came across.....a cave?

“I know it doesn’t seem like much but wait until you see the inside.” Bakugou said. As you walked in, you finally realized where he took you. A gorgeous crystal cave. Its colors were shining and its gems were sparkling. All the walls were covered except for the top where there seemed to be an opening. It was letting all the moonlight enter the cave causing the crystals to sparkle even more, including the giant pool of water at the center of the cave.

“Suki it’s beautiful,” you said in awe.

“Yeah, knew you’d like it,” He began.

You both sat down at the edge of the pool just dipping your legs in and enjoying each other’s company.

“Y/N.” Bakugou said.

“What’s up Suki?” You asked.

“I can’t help but keep thinking back to what Mina and the others said in the car.” He admitted.

“What? About pulling over and tearing off each other’s clothes?” You chuckled.

“No. About our feelings for each other.” Bakugou said as he just stared at the pool.

“Oh. That.” You calmly said with a hidden smile and soft blush.

Bakugou grabbed onto your hand before speaking again.

“Y/N I really, really, really, really, really love you....a lot. And I’m so sorry for everything I said and did,” Bakugou started.

“Suki....” you softly said while looking at him. You noticed he was staring down at your arm where your now tiny burn mark was. A scar that won’t be forgotten and a memory that was permanently burned into your skin. Literally.

You saw how Bakugou cringed at the sight of it.

“I am so, so sorry for everything. I don’t even know what I could say that could even make up for what I did. Every night memories of what happened keep coming back to me and I’m still in complete shock that I could even do that. To you of all people! The love of my life....I’m just really glad that you said you’d come back to me and that you gave me another chance to get close with you again. I know I said I would wait for you for as long as it takes but I don’t wanna wait anymor-“ Bakugou was cut off as you raised his head to give him a deep kiss. As he kissed you back, Bakugou put everything he couldn’t say as words into that kiss, hoping you’d understand.

When you finally pulled away, you leaned your forehead onto his while staring into his ruby eyes.

“I don’t want to wait anymore either, Suki.”

With that, Bakugou gave you the biggest smile you’ve ever seen. He pulled you in for another kiss and a tight hug.

“So....you’re mine again?” He asked.

“I was always yours Suki. You’re my one and only after all, right?” You teased.

“Right.” He proudly stated. Katsuki Bakugou finally got his girl back. He finally got his love of his life and his teddy bear. His world felt like it came back together again and he no longer felt lost.

After you both spent more time in the cave, exploring, finding all the gems, and enjoying your renewed and fixed love, you and Bakugou found yourselves back in the same spots you were sitting in when you first arrived.

With his eyes closed, chin resting on your head, and an arm wrapped around your waist, with you cuddled into his side and leaned onto his chest, you had a realization.

“Oh hey, Suki.” You said.

“What’s up teddy bear?” He asked with his eyes still closed.

“We never got to go swimming” you said with a pout.

As he opened one eye to look at you, he noticed your adorable pout and the simp in him came out along side with the devil.

“Alright then princess, let’s go for a swim. We have this crystal pool all to ourselves so why not?”

As you gleamed with excitement, you excitingly got up to jump into the water but before you could, Katsuki stopped you.

“Not so fast princess. Our little game of touch and tease is over now since your mine again. I wanna make up for lost time,” he said with a smirk.

“So you’re saying...?” Y/N asked confused.

“We’re going skinny dipping.”

At first it shocked you but then again, this is Katsuki we’re talking about. So you played his little game.

“Maybe your game of touch and tease is over but mine is still running.” You said with a smirk as you walk towards him. You placed your hand on his toned abs as you began speaking again.

“You wanna go skinny dipping Katsuki?” You then slowly went up to whisper in his ear.

“Then let’s get in daddy.”

As you walked away from him you started to undress yourself in a seductive manner. You started with your bikini top, pulled on the string to untie it and tossed it to the side. As you stepped to the pools edge, you did the same to your bikini bottoms and looked over at Katsuki. You didn’t fully face him as you spoke, but as you were holding up your chest pretending to cover yourself up, you showed just enough cleavage to get him riled up.

“You coming or not?” You teasingly asked before you stepped into the water letting its surprisingly warm temperature surrounded you. You had an idea and used your quirk to turn the pool into a hot spring. As the steam surrounded you, a blush from the heat began to show on your face and Bakugou couldnt hide his hard on inside his thin trunks. He undressed himself and entered the now spring.

A/N: YALL I DIDNT REALIZE HOW LONG THIS WAS SO THERE WILL BE A PART 4 COMING OUT RIGHT AFTER THIS ONE. I LITERALLY CANT TYPE ANY MORE SO STAY TUNED!!!

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slothcapsule · 3 years ago

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Curious for your YouTube algorithm thoughts

THANK YOU RANDOM CITIZEN OK SO this is gonna be messy asf bc im on phone but i need it out there so. im gonna talk about just like Dream specifically because yes. this is gonna be a long post you can skip past it

so like the thing is about dream blowing up so quickly is that he knew and was confident that he was in fact going to blow up and he talks about it as a matter of fact like, he even said he told Sapnap and George to come along with him like he was confident that its gonna happen and 1. we love us a cocky man and 2. i wanted to know why so i went through his channel and old videos and i cannot stress how perfectly he executed manipulating the YouTube algorithm in his favour.

Most of it wasn't really luck, but there did have to be a certain point of skills for him to gain as much attention as he did, like obviously being cracked at the game but also being charismatic, he has an easy good personality and him being at something that so many people love was such a good set up like. minecraft was the perfect base for him to gain attention because it has such a wide audience and so many people love interacting with any of its content, its practically too easy. so its not really luck, just a happy coincidence.

That's the setup, just Minecraft and then we have the first few videos on his channel which are again- perfect for people to find his channel, and i like to imagine he had sort of a set plan before he started his channel of what he's gonna do, probably long the lines of something like this:

short videos that draw people to watch them in like 4am when theyre bored - clickbait someone everyone knows (in his case pewdiepie) those will make people discover his channel and gain him a lot of views because people are going to want to figure out what seed he used and they'd be curious about that, and some people would actually look for it.

there was also the "cursed video" era, they were satirical and funny and unoriginal and glorious because people love them, and they're the type of stuff that get recommended to minecraft enjoyers.

slightly more original content but isnt new if you think about it - slightly longer videos but in a subject that people are curious about (as he's done it- "the unsolved mystery of...." and a bunch of others, those will make people actually click his channel to seek more videos of the same idea

and then its a cycle of those two for a while, keeps people engaged and grow fond of his channel

but then he throws a couple of videos that will make people stay there for him and not the content. aka the "minecraft but xray is on series" and it works, he keeps a level of engagement throughout the video and make people grow fond of him without them losing interest and draws out the video for around 20 minutes and thats when the mod videos started coming in

fully original content, with friends to keep the video from being dull (minecraft but... series)

and at that point he's practically made it, he just needed that little push to make all people flock to his content. thats where manhunt came in, in its early points at least.

i wholeheartedly believe that the speedrunning thing wasnt originally meant to be something to draw clout, if it was i reckon he wouldve made speedrunning videos before- but he started adding some speedrun videos and that helped people see just how good he was at the game.

but that's just like a very rough idea of it from what ive seen by scrolling through his channel, and he also talked about his name in anthony's interview, he said that Dream was a name he picked because everyone knew it, everyone knew how its spelled and its easy to remember, its just so well thought out and he just reached a point where he doesnt need those deliberate moves because now people use him for clickbait, hell even pewdiepie did.

it just. blows my mind no one else or not many other people really thought to do it the way Dream did or didn't manage to execute it as well because its such like, an easy thing to do sort of yk? you just need to have basic knowledge of how algorithms work. But thats just my opinion on it! feel free to add more if you want or if theres anything else you want to point out :D

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peachiikawa · 4 years ago

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Caged Bird | Prince!Oikawa Tooru x Reader

a/n: if you know anything about fairytales then you might realize that the reader has the flute of the pied piper, though modified for the story. been watching a lot of once upon a time and got the idea from the neverland arc. hope you enjoy!

word count: 1.9k

genre: fantasy, romance

trigger warnings: reader gets hurt a bit but nothing graphic

summary: oikawa has always lived a lonesome life in the cage that is his castle. one day he sneaks out and a beautiful melody leads him to you, a traveling musician. oikawa is about to find out that his luck is going to change for the better.

oikawa gazed out over the town from his balcony

he let out a long sigh as he grew bored from his studies

“why the long face trashykawa?”

his bestfriend and knight walked up next to him and leaned against the railing

“oh you know, just bored of being in this castle. theres a whole town of people out there and im stuck in here. gets tiring after a while”

iwaizumi listened to his friend and nodded along to what he was saying

“then sneak out for a day”

oikawas eyes widened

“youd help me sneak out?”

“only if you come back by sundown”

so oikawa grabbed his cloak and thanks to iwas help got out of the castle

despite being born and raised in this town oikawa had no idea where he was

and after about ten minutes he was completely and utterly lost

until he heard the faint sound of a flute

he followed the sound until he ended up in the mostly cleared out town square where he saw you playing a small wooden flute for those who were present, though you had no audience

everyone walked past you as if you were invisible like you werent playing such a beautiful song

he approached you slowly and listened until you finished your performance

“that was really good”

you looked up at him and smiled

“always a pleasure to play for those who need it”

the bright smile on your face felt warm and inviting

like he was meant to be here

“would you like to take a seat next to me?”

you gestured to the spot next to you and he gladly took it

“so...whats your story”

hes hesitant to answer your question

“ill tell you mine if you tell me yours”

you set your flute down in your bag next to you

“well first of all my names y/n and my life is nothing too interesting. im a traveling performer and play my flute as a way to pass time and help those who need it. always come across the most interesting people this way”

traveling. thats something oikawa could only dream of

“so cmon now tell me about you”

he peaked at you through his hood

“ok but dont make a big commotion..im oikawa tooru”

you laughed a bit

“thats funny you share the same name as the prince”

you stopped laughing when you saw the serious look in his eyes

“oh..oh! im so sorry for being so rude!”

you started to scramble around when he grabbed your wrists to stop your movements

“shh yes im the prince but stop flailing people are starting to look”

once you had calmed down he went on

“ive been confined to my castle my whole life and stuck to certain rules i have to follow. it seems like even if i catch a break something else comes along. i have to stay this perfect image because im the prince and it just gets so lonely. its as if im a bird trapped in a cage and theres no way out”

ah so there it is

the reason he could hear your flute

you picked a flower that was growing next to you and placed it in his hair as you spoke

“im sorry your lifes been like that but oikawa, if i may be so bold, even a caged bird will become wise enough to break free. the dream of flying is too great to resist”

Once you had properly placed the flower you smiled at him before standing up from your spot and grabbing your bag

you then held your hand out to him

but he couldnt gather his thoughts

you were so bright it was almost blinding

“now cmon! lets go have some fun!”

he looked at the hand held out to him

and with a leap of faith, he took it

he was going to get out of this cage, this perpetual cycle

and finally add some meaning to his life

day after day you two spent your time together

oikawas days that were once filled with hollow words and empty actions were now filled with happiness

filled with you

and everyday slowly but surely he was falling for you

passing glances turned into prolonged gazes

his heart could no longer stay still around you

you became the key to his happiness

but for now...he had to be content with just being next to you

it would be too selfish otherwise

to ask you to stay with him here in the kingdom...he could never trap you like that

“so what are we doing today y/n?”

you were strolling through the town on a quiet sunday afternoon like you had the last few sundays

“how about we go to the bakery? theyre usually busy but since its sunday i bet its not as packed and then i want to take you somewhere”

he was curious as to what you had in store but decided against asking questions

so you two got some baked goods and headed out towards the woods

“cmon we’re almost there”

you pushed some branches and shrubs out of the way

and one eventually hit him in the face

“watch it y/n! i keep getting wacked by you”

you just chuckled a bit which oikawa had found adorable in itself

it made his heart slow just hearing it

“just come on!”

eventually you two made it to a clearing over a beautiful lake

he didnt know that there was something like this so close by

he was absolutely amazed by it

“take a seat oikawa! we can rest and eat here!”

this moment was just too perfect to him

with you here he felt as if nothing bad could happen

that if he only could see your smile everything would be alright

being content with just being at your side...was no longer and option

he knew that if he wanted this he needed to take his chance

“y/n”

your eyes were full of life and he couldnt help but feel so happy next to you

and before he knew it he was closing the gap between the two of you with a hand gently cradling your cheek

but right before you two could kiss you were ripped away from him

“dont you dare touch the prince commoner!”

oikawa frantically looked around as many of his guards came out of the brush

“get your hands off of them!”

you were pressed to the ground and the sight almost broke his heart

“sorry your highness but we’re under strict orders to bring you back and throw whoever was seducing you to leave the castle into the dungeon”

the guard that had been on you lifted you up like you were a sack and bound you by rope

you gave oikawa a final smile before you were taken away even though you were so banged up that it made him want to puke

he was speechless

this is what he was talking about

being so controlled and monitored made him feel so small and helpless

and he absolutely abhorred it

“your highness your mother is waiting for you in the throne room”

oikawa was beyond upset

this isnt how he wants to live

“mother how could you throw the only good thing in my life away!”

his mother sneered at his words

“only good thing? what need to you have for that filthy peasant! and how dare you cast me aside as if i hadnt given you everything you own, everything you are is because of me! i will not allow for any of this nonsense! now go wash up. and dont you dare ever leave the castle again and i forbid you from seeing that nasty peasant again. wasting your time with such a person...”

he gritted his teeth and was about turn to leave

his emotions were running too high

he wasnt himself and he knew it

but even so...he wont allow it to end like this

he was going to end it on his terms

“no”

“what did you say?”

he stood his ground

“i said no mother. im going to live the way i want and with who i want. ill gladly give up my title because frankly, i never wanted it in the first place. and dont you ever call y/n filthy or nasty again. their so incredibly kind and full of joy and laughter. i can only hope to be like that one day. so ive decided that im leaving. with y/n.”

as soon as the doors shut behind him he let out the breath he didnt even know he was holding

but it also felt as if there was a giant weight off of him now

“im coming y/n dont you worry”

it had been a couple hours since you were brought to your cell

you didnt have any major injuries, just a few cuts and scratches from when you were body slammed to the ground

“do you mind if i play?”

you pulled out your flute and the guard nodded

“thank you!”

you started playing and filled the cell you were in with a relaxing tune

“why do you play if it doesnt make noise?”

you stopped and looked at the spiky haired man who stood outside your cell

“it takes a certain person to appreciate its music”

he just looked at you as if you were crazy

but you continued anyways

until you heard frantic running coming from down the hall

“iwa you gotta let them out”

oikawa was panting trying to catch his breath

“dude no offense but your mom would kill me and you if i just let them out”

oikawa grabbed the key from iwaizumis waist before he even realized what had happened

“dont worry about it iwa. and dont worry about me. today i start my new life. it was good knowing you buddy”

they gripped hands the way they always had. A solemn but knowing look was shared between them

“if i had known me letting you leave the castle one time would lead to this...i would have done it a lot sooner. good luck out there bud”

oikawa quickly turned to you and helped you off of the ground

“you ready to run?”

he cupped your cheek and ran his thumb over one of the small cuts

hed be sure to treat that later

you nodded and leaned into his hand

“are you sure this is what you want?”

you were happy to leave with him

its more than you could ever ask for

“y/n youre the only person thats made me feel free. and by doing this i will be.”

you two finally got to share the kiss you had been deprived of and not only was it full of love but also full of hope for your future

“then lets go”

and you two sprinted off to your next adventure together

the flute you possessed was one he could no longer hear the sound of after that day

for it was enchanted, only to be be heard by those who were lost and lonely

with you he was neither anymore

and he couldnt be any happier than living out the rest of his days with you as a free man, a bird outside of its cage

#oikawa headcanons #oikawa x reader #oikawa toru x reader #oikawa tooru #oikawa tooru x reader #haikyuu!!#haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!! x reader #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu!! headcanons #haikyu x reader

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k-laconia-bug1 · 3 years ago

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Celestial Wind

Posted on Ao3

Luz had screamed herself awake that morning. The entire owl house had heard her rushing in thinking she was being attacked.

Truth was it was a memory of hers

Her big sister Lucy had been murdered infront of her, the future version of sister was killed by future Rouge she doesn't remember ever being so angry and sad at the same time.

She remembers looking at Nastu she's never seen him like that either so scared for lucy future if she didn't already know that he loved that would have solidified it.

Eda was also concerned for along with King and Hooty with how many times she was screaming or crying herself awake. They had made her stay in bed for breakfast it wasnt until after bed she was aloud to get out.

Which was perfect timing as she was supposed to meet with Hunter today

When she had arrived in their usual meet up spot Hunter was already there

With a quirked eyebrow Hunter turned towards Luz "What took you so long your never late?" Luz blushed embarrassed "Eda made me stay in bed until after lunch i-uh had a bad dream.. I woke up screaming" Hunters eyes shine in concern "want to talk about it" Luz pauses for a few moments seeming to think about it 'Could she trust Hunter about Fairytail? About her real life? Well he hadn't sold her out to BBelios he seems to really care about her'

Luz smiled softly with a hint of sadness in her eyes "yeah I'd like that Hunter"

Hunter eyes had widen not expecting her to say yes but happy at the trust shown to him, he really cared for Luz. He patted the spot next to him when Luz sat down in the grass and waited for her to talk.

"It was less of a nightmare well It was but it was a memory" Hunter nodded showing he was listening

Luz scrunched her eyebrows

"One thing you should know I guess is well how do I put this? ... I don't come from the human realm? No wait I do.. just a different universe of it.." She spoke softly

Luz had turned towards Hunter to watch his expression

His eyes had shot up in surprise at the confession "Wait really I didn't even know something like that was possible!"

Luz smiled a bit brighter at Hunter "yeah it was called EarthLand there was magic there too but it was different.. Guilds were formed to protect those who couldn't protect themselfs"

Hunters looked curious but urged to her to get to what her nightmare was about

Luz looked down eyes filled with pain

"I had watched the future version of my older sister get killed infront of me"

Hunter eyes widen at the thought of Luz seeing something so brutal he wrapped his arms around her to comfort her

Luz smiles gratefully "it didn't help that there was a huge battle going on during it... Mavis... I miss my guild" Luz looks down at her right hand taking off the fingerless glove she wore

Hunter eyes followed her movement

"You have a tattoo?" Luz eyes widen

"What no it's my guild mark it was applied with a magic stamp by Mirajane! Lucy would kill me!!" Hunter was surprised at such a reaction from Luz

"Oh so like was proved your from a coven? And I assume Lucy is you sister?"

Luz blushed "yeah that's right"

"Is magic different there?" Hunter questions curious

Luz looked up in surprise

"Huh yeah it is quite a bit when I think about it!.... one key difference is that if you use the last bit of your magic you'll Crack like your glass and turned into seeable magic... Oh! And we don't have a magic sack attached to the heart with have containers within us 'Luz suddenly pales' and when someone with time typ magic.. she can open a second container with out training 10 out of 10 do not recommend that fudging hurt" By the end of her sentence she was glaring at the ground if looks could kill that flower would be dead

"How bad does it hurt?" Hunter asked nervous Luz stared him dead in the eye

"I'd rather do over 100 missions in one day nothing could ever hurt more my pain tolerance went screw you gramps for choosing me to compete at GMG!!"

Luz blushed hard in embarrassment

"Ahh sorry I guess I should tell you... I do have magic as you could guess after all I work at a magic guild!" By the end of her sentence she was smiling brightly

Hunter again surprised and intrigued asked "if there a certain kind of magic you spealize in?" Luz eyes brighten she jumped up "Yes! Infact..!" Luz closed her eyes and stretched her hand out and a key appeared in her hand she twisted as if opening a door "Open gate of Madien Virgo" suddenly a doorbell sound was heard and in a golden flash there was a women with short pink hair in a maid outfit infront of them "Punishment time princess?" The pink haired girl asked bowing Luz face turned a bright red "VIRGO" Luz let out a miserable sigh "no Virgo how man times do I have to say I'm never going to hurt you?" Virgo pouted and turned towards hunter her head tilts to the sized at Hunters jaw dropped expression "Princess? Who is this.. Virgo gained a smug smile Is he your Lover? Aquarius and Hime would be proud!" She finishes off with cheerful smile

Both Luz and Hunters Faces were red as Erza hair "F-Force closher!" Luz stuttered out after Virgo dissappear along with her key in her and her sister shared space pocket as much as she was grateful for the Celestial King blessing the Heartfilia siblings to share Celestial contracts it could get a bit tiring sometimes ..

Luz turned towards Hunter both of there faces still red "I shouldn't have summoned Virgo first but she's better then Loki or Taurus ehh then again like half our spirits are pervs " Luz face breaks out into a smile "oh I can show you Plue! And I show you star dress an a form of Celestial magic only known by the Heartfilia's!" Hunters blush had died down "star dress?.. Wait what do you mean by half your spirits are pervs!?"

Luz who purposely ignores him summons plue "pun punn puun pun!" Hunter stares at the snowman like thing that's shaking "oh really plue fairytail rebanded!!" Luz nearly yells in surprised but happy the snowman like creature shakes it head "oh right" Luz says as she remembers she needed to show him stardress "w-wait a minute" Luz cheeks flame up "what gate key do I use?"

"Luz why does it look like a snowman?"

Luz sweat drops "it's a dog.. now back to where I was.. oh right" she pulled out another key out of thin air expect she didn't turn the keys and summons a spirit like the past 2 times. "Star dress leo!" A flash of gold surrounded Luz and when it died down Luz was in formal attire wearing a fancy Black and gold strapless dress that had a slit all the way to her hip she wore grayish black thights underneath it a black ruffled choker and small black high heels and hair in a tight bun with a pink rose along with a tattoo mark appeared on her chest

Hunter was blushing at how beautiful Luz looked "uhh what does it do exactly"

Luz smiled devilishly "watch!" She walked towards the tree "star dressing allows me to Fight beside my spirits better! It gives me the ability to use there magic" Luz got in a fighting stance with a deep breath she yelled out "Reglus Impact!" As her fist made contact with the tree Hunters eyes widen as the tree expoled "your spirits are only as powerful as your magic! So the stronger you get the stronger they get!" Luz smiled "Leo or Loki as I said his name before is the leader of the Zodiac Spirits there golden gate keys his a fist to fist fighter"

Hunter still in shock "your world's magic is so different then ours" Luz blinks

"You don't think this is the only magic right on my world?" Hunter jaw drops

"There's more?!"

Luz giggles "yeah Me and my sister mainly use Celestial magic with Minor use of Requip magic" Hunter eyes gleam with awe "can you tell me more

Luz happy to have some one to talk to about her family agrees

"Let's see There's Nastu he has Fire dragon slayers magic he can replenish his magic stores by eating fire! He super strong to! He's also inlove with Lucy my sister

There Erza she has the most advanced forms of requip magic! You should see her!! She can bring out so many swords in under a second

Oh and Gray he has Ice make magic anything he has touched he can create with ice! And works just as well as what he touched! But he has a seriously bad stripping habit! He asked me for my underwear once! Lucy beat the crap out of him that day 'she grins' the boys say she was scarier the Erza that day

Of There's wendy to! She a sky dragon slayer! Her Element is good in both fighting and Healing! Truth be told Healing Magic been dieing out!

Oh and there's the exceeds to! There talking flying cats Happy and Carla they drag around their dragon slayer parent because a side affect of dragon slayer magic is motion sickness! And of course my older sister Lucy anything I can do she can do to! All of us together make team Natsu! The strongest team in fairytail!" Luz says proudly hugging plue close to her chest "punn pun" plue exclaimed

Hunter was in awe at the magic they have Luz had looked down at plue in thought before a giddy smile overtook her "Your right Plue he does have the Potential for Ethernanos Magic! Or right that's what we call our worlds Magic"

Hunter eyes turned hopeful and ready to cry he voice breaks as he speaks "re-ally?" Luz nods "yeah but be prepared it's tuff to gain access to it and you don't exactly chose your main magic"

Hunter giddy at thought of not having to rely on his staff "please teach me!"

Luz smiles softly "I will but not today we'll make a schedule ill consult capricorn for the best way to train you"

Luz breaking out in a yawn looks at Hunter "we should head back see as scheduled? I'll have everything ready by then" Hunter excited nods "same time" he confirms that night he could barley sleep

Over the course of next few weeks he was trained hard and he required alot of meditation but by the 2nd month he showed signs wind magic he was happy because Luz had told him that wind magic users had the potential for healing spells but only if they were strong enough that could also perform enchanting magic

By the 5th month mark Luz had told his progress at 2 years worth even though he just trained for 5 months she gave him braclet from Celestial spirit realm

When he hit 7 months Luz told the he was going if he ever met Wendy she wound most likely share healing spells that aren't connected directly to her sky dragon magic that had made his month he was really happy at the thought of being able to heal others

At 8 months Luz said he should just focus on expanding his magic storage which meant take it easy but not to easy she had said she would start to train with him after a week and if he thought

capricorn trained him hard he doesn't know what to call Luz's training he wanted to ask but he didn't

At month 10 he finally asked her why capricorn trained her so hard she told him it was because of the Heartfilia family Duty to the Celestial Realm the Heartfilia bloodline was practically royalty to the Celestial Realm that being the reason they were Givin the title of princess, Hime, etc Heartfilia were the Gaurdains of the Celestial Realm and its not a stretch to call them the princesses of the realm if a Celestial Spirit was ever being mistreated by there summoner it was the Heartfilia's duty to take care of it. She had also made the comment of him making 5 years worth of progress no doubt that was due to capricorn being a drill Sargent

It was a full year before Luz sat him down to tell him what his power level was capable of here that technically he was stronger then his Uncle now that when he was just at month 2 his magic pressure could have defeated belios that team Nastu was quite famous for being destructive during missions people thought it was because of them not watching where there spells go but it was actually of there mp and that through Virgo her sister asked Wendy for some low level healing spells that he could learn she had also Givin him a bracelet that if he sent magic to jewel in it that it would notify her that he's in trouble

It was 5 months after that she sat him down again and gave the ins and outs of magic it was a week after that they had confessed there feelings for each other

At a year and half Luz told Hunter that if he wants he could become a fairytail member she told him stories of fairytail

She told him how one person tears were everyone's tears and how no one cares about members past just who they are now. That month she told him everything about the Heartfilia horizon about her father about being frozen in time for 7 years about the eclipse gate and what happened to the Celestial Realm right after about the Anima.. she told him everything she also told him about one magic.. and how it was only accessible through certain circumstances she told him one magic was basically the purest form of love the knowledge and power of one magic was to Heartfilia line

She also said her sister could use it because of Natsu and that Luz herself can use it Because of him basically she just gave him the biggest I love you ever and that made him feel so loved to know that

When it came time to finish the portal to back home to earthland she had told everyone of her real origin with hunter by her side

And with the help of the Celestial Spirit King who by the scares the crap out Hunter Luz how can you call that man Stache face? To his face! Created a portal in the use of jewelry Givin to everyone Luz and hunter cares for

#luz #luz noceda #hunter x luz #huntluz #luz x hunter #lucy heartifilla #lunter #Virgo #capricorn #plue #training #lucy and Luz are siblings #celestial magic #wind magic

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shyrose57 · 4 years ago

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Brothers anon back again. I had a sort of writers block for the last like 2 days which made it really hard to do some questions, but I got em done finally. Sorry about the wait. This one is split between the numbered questions, and next ask is the other questions you asked!

I think I accidentally skipped a question in the last one. I honestly don't completely remember but in case I did skip it by mistake, the groups first travel out of the city's limits and even further beyond in a carriage. When they reach the end of how far the driver is willing to go they then get out and start walking. With Jackie screaming about how their finally going on a adventure.

1: It thankfully doesn't get to to bad before the others notice. And he immediately told them about Dream, wanting to be very clear with what happened and what they where getting themselves into. But they accepted him anyway and helped him.

2: Isaac is the leader cause Cletus is too much of a wildcard and too impulsive to lead safely, Charles is too shy to lead, and while Benjamin is perfect for leading he doesnt really like leading and is more of a follower than a leader. But Isaac can joke around and gets along with everyone but also be able to take things seriously and know when something needs to be handled.

5: They do not, they last for a few minutes and unless its a healing or regeneration potion (in which it can take a few days for it to fully go away) they have no long lasting affects. They do know of eachothers past to an extent, they know enough to avoid triggers and enough to know what not to do when around eachother. They know through telling eachother, and they feel awful Grievous and Jackie had to deal with that, but leave it in the past and focus on making their current life better.

6: Yes and no, while Jackie did mean to throw it at Ran, he ment for it to just hit nearby him, not directly hit him. It was ment to be more of a scare/intimidation tactic than anything else honestly. Grievous's luck is for basically everything, he has won the lottery twice before actually but only those 2 times, he's correctly guessed how many items are in a container more than a few times as well.

7: I use the height charts and they help mostly for comparison, problem is I have trouble applying it to real world stuff and because of that I still have trouble knowing if something or someone is to tall or short. Jackie can get very mean, like he can make fun of someone who just lost a loved one or experienced a traumatic event at the worst. But he usually doesn't get nearly that mean, most he does normally is making fun of how someone looks or how they do certain things. The others comfort him the best they can when he gets sad, and when he gets mean they either encourage it (Grievous), or discourage it and stop him (Watson. Ran is between either encouraging or discouraging it).

8: He was! He spent most of his life adventuring actually! He misses it somedays now since he lives in Subbin, but he believes giving up his adventuring life for a family and friends who needed him is a more than far trade and would happily pick his family over adventuring again. For around 4 years after Ran left Mizu (including the day he left), Ran traveled everywhere, and learned how to survive himself and taught himself different things, like sewing. Ran has made new socks, fixed clothes, and made blankets for everyone at least once. Watson also designs bows and arrows for show, for top functionality, and for just simple (training) gifts to the others. Ran (and Watson) has visited the nether, though Ran tended to stay in it longer than Watson cause he could withstand the temperatures better. And while digging a new tunnel across the nether he ran into ancient debris, which he then messed with until he figured out to mix it with gold and coat his sword in it. He tried to find more ancient debris but sadly hasn't found any, leaving his sword permanently damaged and at risk of breaking. Jackie isn't good at all at painting, its more of a hobby he's trying out. They try to camp out there at least once a week, where Grievous will sometimes build a pillowfort and either force everyone inside or play a game of capture the fort with them. Sometimes Ran will also read during the pillowfort nights, but not to often. Jackie wants to vist a Snow, Savanna, Jungle, Tagia, and if possible, a Ice Spike biome. He also wants to vist the nether but he'll have to fight Ran on that. Ran and Jackie's secondary titles are in Javanese!

9: Ran just kinda went "Hey Jackie, stand still for a second." "Ok?" And then he just picked him up and threw up.

10: When he's first given dinner after already eaten lunch, he just kinda stares at the food. Then asks if they meant to give him food, and when the others say yes, he asks why because he thought people only ate once every few days. His answer shocked the others and they ask him to explain, and he explains futher that he was only allowed to eat and drink once every 3 days. Their horrified by this answer but explain to him how theres 3 meals a day and he can drink whenever, he doesn't believe them at first but eventually accepts it.

11: When the fishermen first come to Ranbob about their worry, he expresses the same worry as them. But says that it's unlikely Ran will hurt the fishermen specifically, because Rans haunting are already friends with them, and Ran wouldnt risk breaking the friendship unless he deemed it necessary for their safety.

12: Ranbob is sad that Ran goes to such lengths to avoid him and keep people away from him, but he has resigned himself to it. As he knew that if Ran was alive it was greatly unlikely that he would trust him and knew he would be avoided. Which is actually particularly why he believes Ran will never trust him again and why he views Ran as a kind of lost family member. One he'll never get back no matter what he does.

13: Their first stop is a nearby flower biome, and after that Watson has planned to lead them to a waterfall he found with a shattered Savanna somewhat close to it. They plan to travel for a minimum of 6 months, they can actually travel for as long as they want to, but Prokius made them agree that they must be back before the next General Pit Battles (which happens once every 5 years).

14: He would 100% run himself into the ground until he's barely alive while searching for them. Benjamin compares Ranbob wanting to go back to Dream, to an abused person wanting to go back to their abusive lover. They believe they've changed and that they truly do love them and want the best for them, but in reality that's not it at all and others have to help them see thats not true and help them save themselves. So it doesn't surprise Benjamin or Isaac that much (it surprises Charles and Cletus though), and after its explained to them, their all more than willing to help Ranbob get over Dream and help him be himself again.

15: Oh definitely. Once they hear the Green-Eyed Enderman is back from hiding they all set out again, and after the group gets attacked and once word spreads that its in a group and there's another enderman with them, they all get targeted. With the Gladiators and Fishermen being targeted as bait or hostages to try to trick the enderman into following a trap. Ran wasnt affected like his brother was. Im talking about trauma and maybe even a bit of PTSD that came from Mizu, caused by Dream. Though both of the brothers have gained different amounts of trauma and PTSD from Dream. I may give the raven to either Watson or Ran, I think its fits both of them really well. I want to have them come across ruins of other Tales but im not sure which ones. Maybe they could find the remains of the Wild West Tale and the Haunted Mansion?

Glad to see you, Brothers Anon, and excited to read!

1: The perfect start to an Adventure. And a funny mental image. Imagining these two groups cramped into carriages is pretty amusing. How ready was everyone to get out by the time they could?

2: The fishermen are really great, and Ranbob is very lucky. I love them.

3: Isaac sounds like he’s a pretty good fit for it then. But nobody’s perfect! What are some flaws of his, leadership-wise?

5: Interesting. What makes Regeneration and Healing last longer? I suppose it’s not relative to the AU, but I am a bit curious. What’s the world’s potions mechanisms, if you don’t mind me asking? And that’s good! They may not know everything, but they know what to avoid, and that’s important. Everyone’s moved forward and are making the best of life, and honestly, that’s pretty cool of them.

6: Welp, Jackie, it seems intimidation tactic failed. However, you have managed to anger Ran, so..there’s that. He won the lottery? Dang. Well, if they ever need money, they can just send him to the nearest casino, I suppose.

7: Aight, so I may have a solution for you there. Whatever height you’re going for, find something in real life that’s just about the same height. Like a tree, or something. Or not, we can always just leave it at short enough to be tossed and tall enough to be the tosser. Jackie sounds like he knows where to hit to make it hurt, honestly. It’s good that they comfort him, though I am curious why they all react as they do to him being mean. Why does Grievous encourage it? And is it more of a depends on the day thing for Ran, or a depends on what was said to Jackie, and what Jackie’s saying thing?

8: Nice! What kind of places did he go? Does he have any particularly interesting knickknacks from that time period? And Ran personally sounds like he knows what he’s doing. Watson’s weapons sound really cool, where did he learn to make them? Is visiting the Nether not a common occurrence these days? Or is it simply that the others never got around to it before? Well, hobbies are always fun to try. Does Jackie keep at it and get better or get bored and try something else? How does Capture the Fort go with these guys, considering they’re gladiators? Why does Jackie want to visit those particular biomes? Is there a reason, or do they just sound cool to him? And why would Ran not want them going to the Nether? Because of the danger?

9: FDXGHJ- He just- tossed him?? No warning?? Oh my gods, I’m dying. How did Jackie react to that? Heck, how did Porkius react to that? I doubt anyone was expecting that display.

10: Oh, no. Now I really want to punch Dream in the face. What the heck, Dream?! He legit asks if they meant to give him food...If one of the fishermen or gladiators doesn’t eventually find a way to punch Dream, I will be forced to travel realities and do it myself.

11: Kind of sad that Ranbob was equally concerned about it. But hey! He won’t have to be, one day!

12: Poor Ranbob. I hope he’s proven wrong, eventually. Do the fishermen know that he thinks this? If so, how do they feel about it? Or does he kind of just keep those thoughts to himself?

13: Flower biomes are really pretty. What did everyone think about it? Did they bring any flowers with them? So this roadtrip could possibly go on for a few years. Did they leave just after a General Pit Battle, or do they have like, less than five years? Speaking of General, is Jackie still the General in this AU? Does he have extra duties because of it? Or is that not something that happened in this AU?

14: Yikes. Reactions to this? Why does Ranbob believe Dream’s changed, as you put it? Is Dream still able to talk to him, or is it because he just misses being there? So Benjamin and Isaac aren’t all that surprised about it. Do they take the reins in helping out? And how do they all do so? It’s good that they’re helping him though.

15: Well, this sounds like it can’t end well. They try to use the hauntings as bait? Is anyone actually captured? Rescue missions? And alright, that makes a bit more sense. I can see how they’d both be effected differently, and honestly, they’d probably both have very different perspectives of the event, all things considered. Ravens for the win! And it’d be really cool for them to come across the ruins of old Tales buildings. Can you imagine the kind of things they’d find? Diaries, faded photographs, moth-eaten clothes, blood stained floors...Like a walk in the past, but they’ll never know what came to be for the people of that time.

#Brothers AU #dream smp #dream smp au #ranbob #tales from the smp #ran #jackie #watson #grievous #isaac #benjamin #cletus #charles #porkius

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Hi yes totally not Toby here. Could I request. A lil smth smth with yandere with some/all the wasps please? 👉🏻👈🏻👉🏻👈🏻

Of course Not Toby!

The first thing to remember with each Wasp is that even as a Yandere, he is a caretaker first and foremost. This is not a clone that will hurt you in any stretch of the imagination. As a yandere, any Wasp’s biggest concern is your wellbeing, he has to make sure you’re eating right, getting enough sleep, getting the right exercise - basically your health is what he focuses on. If he sees you aren’t taking care of yourself, he will step in to take care of you instead.

Each Wasp is slightly different of course, so here is a few different scenarios that could play out with the Wasps

Irish Wasp

He noticed you around the bar at first, noticed how cute you were but couldn’t exactly work up the courage to talk to you until he saw you were getting far too drunk far too quickly and the person next to you had an odd gleam in their eyes

He stepped in pretty quickly, kicking the creep out of the bar and taking you into the back room to keep you safe while he tried to track down friends or family that could come in and pick you up - at this point, the drug had taken hold over you and you were told about the giant Irishman taking care of you the next day by your friends

It was a week before you returned to the bar and when you did you made a beeline for the man who matched your friend’s description, and looking at him you remembered his hand stroking your hair as you puked, his soft voice assuring you that everything would be ok

When you walked up to him, he gave you a soft smile that made your heart stutter and asked you if you were ok, he blushed when you thanked him and told him he was your savior. When you offered to buy him a drink, he rejected it at first but after some goading, you were able to convince him

He quickly became your drinking buddy after that, whenever you had a free night, you would go to the bar and sit with him, spending hours talking about how the week had gone and hearing funny stories he could tell about his... you weren’t exactly sure what they were? You thought they were relatives but that didn’t seem right either. You knew the man they called Boss owned the bar and had seen Cia around with his husband here and there, but never really had the chance to talk to him. Besides, you were all too happy to talk to Wasp

Before long, you gave Wasp your number and started planning your meetups ahead of time, even seeing him out of the bar, inviting him to your home to cook him dinner, going out shopping with one another, spending more and more time with him

You knew you had a crush fairly quickly, it was impossible to not notice how your heart pounded when he would wrap an arm around you, to not feel your cheeks burn when he smiled your way. Such a tiny, rare smile you felt was only for you. And fuck, did that make you feel special.

There was odd times with Wasp, days when one of his friends would come around to whisper something in his ear, when his eyes would get cold and he would give you an apologetic smile before he had to leave - those nights he wouldn’t come back, in fact it would always be a few days before you could see him again

Every time you tried to ask him about his job he would skirt the question, eventually you dropped it. Until one night he showed up at your doorstep, the girl you knew to be called Lex half holding him up, both of them beaten and bloody

Despite your panic, you threw yourself into action to take care of them, not allowing them to just brush off your concerns until they admitted that they had been jumped by some enemies of their boss

The idea that the sweet man was part of the mafia was an inconceivable one to you, but as you peeled off his shirt and saw his tattoos and scars... hearing what Lex had to say, and then when their boss came to get them later and hearing all the others preparing for the attack to put these enemies down for good, well, you couldn’t deny it

You thought you would be more scared of Wasp, that you would want to chase him away and clear this whole mess from your life, but as you saw him lying on your couch, his eyes full of fear and apprehension as he regarded you, clearly watching for your reaction to all of this, you couldn’t do anything but take his hand in yours, squeezing tightly in reassurance.

He had loved you before, but it was that moment he knew you were the one, that he couldn’t let anything come between the two of you

He healed all too quickly and though you were curious, you held back from asking, you were certain that when he was ready, he would come and talk to you

You had become closer since that night, he was much more willing to talk to you about his life. Confiding in you about the darker turns his job had taken, the things he had been forced to do and the brushes he had with death. It was startling to think of the things this gentle soul was capable of, but he was nothing but sweet with you. The man could hardly even raise his voice without immediately apologizing - how could you see him as a threat in any stretch of the imagination?

You got your answer all too soon, sitting in the bar by yourself and waiting for him to come you were surrounded by a vaguely familiar looking man. He gave you a bad feeling, but you couldn't remember where you had seen him and didn’t want to appear rude, so you talked to him. Or, well, let him talk while you gave soft hums in response when he took a second to take in a breath. He tried to order you a drink, his expression faltering when you were adamant in your refusal, but easily shrugged it off. Then he would bring it again, waving a hand towards the bartender - you recognized them as Jazz, who thankfully looked to your uncomfortable expression and shut the guy down soundly.

You looked to your phone, silently begging Wasp to hurry, your body growing stiff as the man scooted in closer, setting his hand on your thigh. “What do you say we get outta here, huh?” You tried to brush the hand off, only for his grip to get tighter and Jazz was off at the opposite end of the bar dealing with some other patrons. He wasnt there to stop this guy from scooting in uncomfortably close. “You know, you were just about ready to come home with me last time, til that big guy cut in. That your boyfriend or something?” A chill went up your spine, you knew who this dude was. You thought he had been banned from the bar or something! “You know that guy is trouble. People round here talk, say the guys here aren’t good news. Aren’t even human.” You jerked to the side, only for him to scoot in closer, trapping you against the wall with his body. “I’m just telling you this for your own good, I’d hate to see ya get wrapped up in something nefarious or something.” A heavy hand settled on his shoulder, ripping him away from you and onto the floor with a startled yelp.

You had never been so relieved to see Wasp, even as his hair burned red with anger and he glowered down at the man with fire in his eyes. The creep opened his mouth to say something, but Wasp knocked him back to the ground, his foot landing on his chest to keep him pinned down to the ground.

“I thought I told ye ta get lost.” His voice was a low, dangerous growl, but as he held a hand out to you, you took it without hesitation, hiding behind his body as you tried to get your anxiety under control. The man squirmed, looking like a bug as his limbs flailed uselessly. Wasp didn’t even flinch as he clawed at his ankle, only pressed down harder on his chest, forcing a pitiful wheeze straight from his lungs. “I’m going ta give ye one last chance, if I see yer face anywhere near them again, I’m going ta tear ye apart.” You couldn’t tear your eyes away from Wasp’s face. His eyes were glowing and as he snarled you were certain his teeth were sharper than before. He looked animalistic.

“Now, crack on, don’t lemme see yer face around here again.” The man wasted no time in scrambling away as Wasp lifted his foot, fleeing straight out the bar. Wasp hesitated before turning to you, the red in his hair shifting to blue as he regarded you. “I.... sorry.” He mumbled, looking small as he took a seat, his head hanging low. Gone was the fury, replaced instead by guilt, fear, worry. You hated seeing him like this

You stepped in closer, lifting his chin with your fingers so you could lean in and kiss him softly. “Thank you.” You whispered, “You saved me again.” This tips of his hair turned pink as he gaped at you, frozen with surprise, but as you leaned in and gave him another gentle kiss, his hands settled at your hips and he gently pulled you closer.

Spanish Wasp

He was introduced to you by the much more friendly Bee and his long still heart had fluttered in his chest as he listened to your giggle, saw your sparkling eyes light up as they took you around Boss’ garden. You were so beautiful it just took his breath away, what were you doing around their kind?

Bee had said that you had kept running into one another at the coffee shop he frequented and eventually found yourself talking and the friendship had gone on from there, Wasp couldn’t help but wonder if you would have gotten that close to him if he had been the one at the coffee shop. Probably not...

You kept coming around, befriending the rest of the clones and getting Boss’ attention as you did, you were so friendly and sweet, of course they all loved you

It wasn’t odd for you to sleep over at the manor some nights, passed out on the couch with Bee and Chamie at your sides, Wasp had taken it upon himself to carry you to a bed those nights, unable to help but watch over you while you slept. He had to keep you safe from the likes of Jazz and Cici, who would certainly crawl into bed with you or do some unsavory prank, after all... his stomach didn’t flutter when he would reach out to brush your hair out of your face and you would give a sleepy hum and nuzzle against his touch so sweetly.... definitely not

He was tempting fate like this, and he wasn’t surprised when one night, he fell asleep beside you and woke up to you sitting up in bed, giving him a curious look.

“I wondered who it was that tucked me into bed at night,” You didn’t look scared to be around him like he thought you would, instead you gave him a puzzle look, “Do you always sleep in the chair like that? That has to be uncomfortable,” He didn’t know what to say, he was just barely holding back from poofing away and hiding until his mortification had finally faded, but you reached out to touch his hand, “Wasp, you know, you could have laid down with me, that has to be killing your back.” He could have self combusted at the thought. Sure, he felt your body against his when he picked you up, had caved in to smell your hair when he set you down into the soft sheets, but the thought of laying with you??

You urged him up to his feet, your voice reassuring, soft, a siren’s call that led him to settling into the bed with you. He found himself lying with your head on his chest, your much smaller body curled up against his so comfortably. It didn’t take you very long to fall asleep but he lay awake the entire time

He trailed his fingers up your arm, watching goosebumps follow the cold touch. Twirled your hair around his finger, marveling at the texture. Brushed his thumb against your lip, wondering what it would be like to kiss you. He couldn’t deny his crush on you after that night... and after that he would lay down with you, enjoying these private, secret times he had to spend with you

Of course, such blissful moments couldn’t last forever and it didn’t take long before the other clones were bursting in on you, demanding he share this cuddling time he had to spend with you. It was ridiculous, they got to spend all day with you. Jazz would drag you off to dance with you, his hands trailing all over your body. Bee would run off to spend days with you, had even slept at your house. Chamie never wasted a moment to flop himself in your lap, Jay not too far behind as they both demanded you pet their hair, but Wasp had to share these tender moments? It wasn’t fair

Selfishness was a new feeling for this clone, he never had a problem giving up things to the others before, but now? He never wanted to give you up. He wanted to keep you all to himself

He would find peaceful little places to bring you to, by the cherry tree, a cave behind a waterfall, a quiet spot on the roof, he likes to make it romantic and isolated to dote on you

Fighting with the other clones was another new thing, Wasp rarely really spoke up so hearing him snap back when the more lou spoken clones - like Jazz and Chamie, were complaining was completely new

He grew more and more greedy for your time, and you certainly couldn’t find it in you to deny him. He spent to long in the background sending you forlorn, longing looks, seeing him actually take a stand for what he wanted was new, but it was nice

And you certainly couldn’t deny how your heart fluttered as he looked at you so tenderly, as if you were the only thing in his world he could see

You were more than happy to sit with him in the garden, making flower crowns and sneaking kisses just to see the pink spread across his face and through his hair

Cajun Wasp

It was a very old house, the realtor had told you it had “character”. She wasn’t really lying, it was a beautiful home and you had found out it had quite the history. You didn’t really believe in ghosts, so despite the gruesome past this house had undergone, you moved in anyways

The strange sounds were all said to explain. The house was settling, the doors creaked, wind blew in from some unfound hole in the roof, maybe a rat had found its way in the walls. But there were some things you just couldn’t explain. The shadows on the walls, the way things just disappeared or were moved somewhere strange - like the cup of coffee that had been left on the counter was found on the floor by your front door. Or the shirt that had vanished without a trace.

You didn’t believe in ghosts, but something was up here, so, while biting back your own disbelief you searched for some way to get evidence that something was actually happening. The internet told you that the ouija board wasn’t a good idea, but you weren’t wasting the money on some psychic. Honestly, you didn’t use the ouija board for a good few weeks, but after you got appropriately drunk, you settled at the kitchen table and called out to whatever was in your home

You felt so silly at first, but the planchette moved on its own when you asked who was there, sliding up to the word ‘yes’. A chill ran up your spine. “Have you been messing with my stuff?” The planchette circled ‘yes’ twice. “Are... are you trying to chase me out?” Hesitation. It slid over to the word ‘no’ before it slide down to the letters, moving slow enough for you to read. S. O. R. R. Y. L. O. N. E. L. Y. I. N. V. I. S. I. B. L. E. F. O. R. G. O. T. T. E. N. You felt bad for whatever it was, despite the stress it had caused you.

“What’s your name?” You knew this was a bad idea, but you had to ask, W. A. S. P. A weird name, but the planchette shivered when you called it out, jumping slightly when you smiled and repeated it. “As long as you stop with these pranks, I don’t mind sharing the house with you, alright?”

The next morning, you thought the previous night had been just a dream, but when you walked downstairs your coffee machine started up on it’s own, your favorite cup already set up. “.... Ah... thanks Wasp.” Your lights flickered twice and you felt a cold presence at your side. This was.... bizarre.... but, well, you came this far.. right?

An odd sense of peace was quickly found, you would bring home treats for Wasp and he would help you around the house. It wasn’t all too odd to find a message written in the mirror, or to find the planchette outside your door when he needed to talk. You enjoyed your conversations, but wished there was a way you could actually talk to him, a sentiment you brought up to him one night. The lights flickered, your candles blew out, and the planchette froze for the rest of the night. You called out to him, apologizing for upsetting him, but there was no response for the next few days.

You had been in the shower when a crash caught your attention, you stuck your head out of the shower and written in the fogged up mirror was one word. “Name” what the hell did that mean? You called out his name and the number “3” was written there before your eyes. “Wasp?” The lights flickered and you covered yourself with a towel, feeling an odd weight on you as you said the name one last time. “Wasp.” The lights turned off completely and there was the smell of smoke in the air, you called out to him again, stumbling in the darkness to try and find your way to your phone when you ran into a body, a very tall, solid body nand before you could jerk back, hands came down to grab you.

“Wait!” The voice was decidedly male, low, velvety, a smooth accent that you had heard on the streets. “It’s me” your heart was in your throat.

“Wasp?” He let out a soft, relieved sigh and his eyes glowed in the darkness, so much higher than you would have thought they would be, one green, the other a striking purple

His hands were big, they settled on your hips as he pulled you in for a tight hug, his voice gruff with emotion.

“I can finally touch you.” He marveled, the lights flickered and you got a peek at him, at the bright green and pink hair, his wide smile, he had scruff at his chin, his teeth were slightly pointed, his hair wildly curly. He was handsome and you swiftly remembered where you were and what you had been doing when his hand trailed up your wet back.

When he realized it too, you would have thought he would explode, he immediately whirled around, his hair turning a scarlet pink as he covered his face and stammered out apologies. For the rest of the day, he would stare off in the distance, blush once more, and apologize again. It was cute, cute enough for you to forgive him, even if the memory made you blush as well

Things changed now that you could see him, actually hear him. He would disappear at will and leave you alone to work, but as soon as you called out to him, he would be at your side. A constant companion to sit and talk with. Eat with. Cuddle.

The first time you instigated cuddling, you had been half asleep, watching some reruns on tv with him. You had laid your head on his shoulder and though he tensed up at first, he swiftly relaxed once more, carefully drawing you in close to his body and pulling a blanket up around you. That definitely wouldn’t be the last time you fell asleep on him

You were spending so much time at home now, you would practically run home from work every day just to spend time with him and friends were starting to notice. You weren’t sure how to explain the whole situation to them, hell, some days you wondered if you weren’t just losing your mind, so when they expressed their concern and asked for you to spend some time with them, you didn't have a real excuse to say no

The trip was quickly planned, a week with your friends to relax and unwind - honestly it did sound nice. Though Wasp was a great help in unpacking and putting the house together, between that and work you were admittedly tired.

Explaining it to Wasp, however, proved to be something of a challenge. Just bringing up the idea of you leaving made his eyes widen with panic, made him cling to you. He begged you not to leave, don’t leave him behind! You tried to explain it, but he just held onto you, his large frame trembling.

Who had abandoned him? It wasn’t the first time you wondered just how he had ended up here, alone and invisible to everyone. You had tried to bring up the subject but all he could say was once he had a boss and something bad had happened. He never elaborated on what the worse was.

The closer it got to your trip, the clingier he got. You tried to explain again and again that you would be back at the end of the week, but it didn’t seem to do much. He was throwing tantrums. Lights flickered more and more, calls weren’t coming through, cups were up too high for you to reach, water would get ice cold in the middle of your showers. You would get on his case, but how could you yell at him when he curled in on himself, his hair blue and purple as he hugged his knees?

The day you were set to leave, he was nowhere to be found. You called his name again and again, but there was no answer. Suddenly there was a call from your friends, they had to cancel the trip. Anything that could have gone wrong did, their tires were slashed, their sink busted, their pet had gotten ill. Every single person that was supposed to go suddenly couldn’t.

It was then that Wasp appeared again, his arms wrapping around you tightly from behind as he set his head on your shoulder. You knew it was him, what else could it be? How had he done all this? Wasn’t he trapped in the house? You tried to ask him how, why? But all he did was squeeze you tighter, his voice small, “Don’t leave me, you’re all that I have...”

Russian Wasp

He found you alone in the rain, your small form curled in on itself in an attempt to try and stay warm. An abandoned kitten shivering in the rain. He knew he wasn’t supposed to take you home, but, as you glanced up at him with such helpless eyes, he couldn’t stop himself.

There were so many safe houses, he knew it wouldn’t be that big of a deal if he hid you in one, the Boss would never find out and the others didn’t even need to know you existed. You would just be there long enough to get healthy and get back on your feet. Or, at least that was the plan.

Your fever took a good few days to go away and you were so malnourished and tiny that he was terrified of leaving you alone - every chance he had to disappear and go back to you, that’s where he was. The others didn’t really ask, they were used to him going off on his own after all.

There was a bit of a language barrier between you, but his grasp on English was strong enough for him to translate a few things and you were so expressive you could practically mime what you needed to him. And the way that you would run up to him every time he appeared and practically threw yourself in his arms was so endearing his heart squeezed every single time

He called you “kotenok” and you took to responding to the name almost immediately, you didn’t know what it meant, but you knew it was his way of getting your attention, and the way he crooned the word as he pet your hair was nice

You knew you couldn’t just live there, hell, the fact he picked you up was a miracle in and of itself, he could have so easily been a creep or a serial killer or something, but he asked absolutely nothing from you. Physical contact was instigated by you and he was nothing if not respectful of your space. The one day he walked in while you were changing you thought he would implode from how hard he blushed and how profusely he apologized as he covered his eyes and all but ran away. It was strange, his appearance was intimidating, his stature, his size, his stern face, but he was as gentle as could be and surprisingly innocent.

The house itself was nice, food seemed to appear out of nowhere and when he was gone you had a full run of the place. You kept everything as clean as could be as thanks, but you knew you couldn’t mooch off of him for too much longer. You had to find a job and pay him back. But, the problem was that the house was in the middle of nowhere and you had absolutely no clue how to get back to civilization

You knew he wasn’t exactly human, had seen him warp in and out of existence, so there was no telling where you were. You could be halfway across the world for all you knew. You weren’t too upset at that, your previous home had been... well, you didn’t want to go back.

You didn’t know how to approach the conversation, hell, you had trouble speaking with him to begin with, but when he came back one night you square your shoulders and sat down next to him to try and talk.

“Um...” You didn’t even know his name, “Thank you for everything, you really saved my skin, but I can’t keep staying in here without repaying you in some way,” He tilted his head curiously and your heart sank, could he not have understood you at all?

“Oca.” ??? What did that even mean? “My name. Oca.” Oh. You told him your name and he gave a little nod in response, mouthing your name before he gave you a soft pat on the head, seeming to end the conversation there

Every time you tried to bring up the subject of leaving after that, something always got in the way or he would just give you that blank smile and pat your head

He was very welcoming of physical contact, it was an odd night when you didn’t end up in his lap, his cold hands soft and refreshing as he stroked your hair.

You were allowed out of the house, of course, but the dense woodlands and the snow kept you from really wandering too far, and usually Oca would be waiting for you to come back with something hot to drink and a blanket

He would leave presents for you, a new outfit, jewelry, toys, pretty little things that made him smile whenever he saw you with them. You liked his smile. Even if some of the stuff wasn’t really your style, you used it anyways just to see that proud gleam in his eyes

Did you even want to leave? Why would you? This was nice, being taken care of for the first time of your life was,,, well it took you time to get used to but you couldn’t deny that it was blissful.

Oca didn’t want anything from you, didn’t ask you to be anything but yourself, he gave you anything you could ever ask for without you having to lift so much as a finger.

He effortlessly trained you, and by the time he was tightening the collar around your neck, you didn’t even care.

Italian Wasp

You were Boss’ newest muse. They came and went with the decades, all of them beautiful in their own way and each with their interesting stories to tell, but there was something about you that made Wasp pause.

Was it the light in your eyes, your soft smile, your personality? There was something that made you so beautiful it just took his breath away - he didn’t understand how you could look down on yourself at all.

Boss brought you in to paint you, and like with all his muses he set up one of the clones as your bodyguard, associating with a don was risky business after all. It was just dumb luck that it was Wasp’s turn to be the bodyguard. He wasn’t complaining

You had some reservations, having a clone stuck to you all day watching over your every move was strange, but you let it be. Choosing to befriend Wasp instead of just fighting against him

Wasp was quiet, only speaking up when absolutely necessary, but he was good company. He listened to your stories attentively, and took notice of your likes and dislikes with ease. He had a sense of humor, you noticed. He didn’t laugh persay, but his lips would twitch into this tiny smile and his eyes would glitter with amusement - you considered it a small victory when you could get him to make that expression

He had his own artistic talent himself, you noticed. He had a tiny little sketchbook he kept in his jacket pocket. The one time you had gotten a good look at it, you noticed he drew mostly sceneries. So it was odd to wake up to him sitting by your side, his fingers black with coal as he sketched your sleeping expression.

He had been embarrassed at first, but when you asked him why he wouldn’t just ask you - you were being painted by Gio every other day after all, you clearly had no problem being someone’s model, he grew more bold with his drawing

You filled up his sketchbook, your smile, your eyes, the curve of your hips, the graceful lines of your body. You were dazzling, and no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn’t make the drawings capture just how beautiful you were

It frustrated him. Boss’ painting was getting better and better by the day, boss captured your expression, the light in your eyes, the swell of your curves.

He thought to himself if he could touch you, he could get a better handle on how to draw you - though there was a great amount of hesitation before he could work up the courage to actually ask you. You said yes almost too quickly, he almost choked at how swiftly you gave him permission. You had to take his hands in yours and pull it up to your face. The charcoal on his fingers smudged against your cheeks, following his fingers. His thumb over your cheekbone, over your lower lip, his knuckles along the length of your chin, to your neck. He wasn’t sure when he had leaned in, but the next thing he knew, he was kissing you

You made a soft sound into the kiss, pressing up against him. Later you would find smudges of charcoal over your body. On your hips where he had grabbed almost too tightly, your neck, your thighs, your wrists, your back, a map of everywhere he had touched you. His kiss had you coming back for more, again, and again

Gio had frowned when you missed one of the smudges, glancing to his clone disapprovingly. Clones weren’t supposed to get with the models they were protecting - how had he not noticed the look Wasp was giving you? The barely hidden hunger, the desire, the admiration. How long had this been going on? When he was distracted by this useless infatuation, he wouldn’t be doing his job. Clearly this had to be rectified

instead of just one clone watching over you, they started taking shifts. You weren’t allowed to see Wasp anymore and no matter who you asked, you weren’t allowed to even know where he went.

You liked the other clones, sure, Jazz was a bit of a bully - he constantly picked fun at you for managing to ‘seduce’ Wasp, Cici liked to change into monsters to scare you, Lex didn’t talk to you at all, Bee and Ren were the nicest, but Bee reminded you too much of Wasp... you missed him

The painting was almost done, Gio didn’t really had much of a need for you anymore and you were brought in less and less - you knew your time as a muse was coming to an end, you just had to find Wasp before it was too late.

Dodging your bodyguard was almost too easy, especially in the manor. They honestly didn’t care too much now that your time as a muse was almost over. It let you wander the halls and search for any sign of wasp

You called his name softly, listening to the quiet halls for anything - time was almost up, they would notice you slipped away. You had to hurry.

There was a door without a handle, thick and solid, but something drew you to it. You rested your hand against the cool door and whispered his name once more - there was a soft noise on the other side, a thud as he pressed against the door. “How do we get you out of here?” You looked around, wondering how you were to get him out.

There came another thud, harder this time, the door shook with the force of it. Another, the hinges rocked. Another, the door cracked slightly in the middle. You drew back just in time for the door to shatter, Wasp breathing hard, his arm bleeding and hanging limply at his side.

You didn’t have much time, you had to get him out of here quickly, so took his hand in yours and pulled him against you tight. “You’ve got to warp us out of here. Take me home.” You urged. He struggled to draw in enough energy, but he nodded and the world went dark around you 9

#Beetlejuice #clone wars #wasp #yandere wasp #beetlejuice fanfiction #conglomerate

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tuffdwightwest · 4 years ago

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You Are my Best Friend Chapter 4

Snotlout didn't see Tuffnut at all the next day. Or in fact the day after that. He tried not to think about it. Even when he went up to eat with the gang and he didn't show. Something even Hiccup commented on. But besides that nobody seemed to care.

However soon talk about Heather and Dagur visiting distracted even Snotlout. Heather. This was a good opportunity. As far as he knew she still wasn't with anyone so Snotlout was a perfect choice. Grinning, he stood up, forgetting Tuffnut as he went back to his hut. Tomorrow, he would woo Heather into loving him.

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Come tomorrow, Snotlout was waiting with the other riders. Eyes to the sky as he waited for the familair forms of the two berserkers. Toothless and Stormfly were playing near by while Hiccup and Astrid lay cuddled together. Fishlegs was feeding Meatlug, not like the dragon needed it. Meanwhile Snotlout was leaning on Hookfang, the red dragon sleeping peacefully.

Snotlout was almost completely relaxed when finally they heard it. The telltale clicking of the triple stike as well as a flash of silver which revealed the Razorwhip. Quickly scrambling to his feet Snotlout grinned as the other riders showed up. "Brother!" Dagur announced once he was close enough.

Leaping off of Sleuther as he quickly pulled Hiccup into a tight hug. "Ahaha Dagur always great to see you," Hiccup commented with his usual amount of sass. Promoting Dagur to let him go.

"Heather it is great to see you again." Fishlegs soft voice sounded. Before Heather could respond though, Snotlout suddenly pushed between them.

"Hey Heather babe. I missed you. Should come around more often. My hut is always open for you." Snotlout stated.

To know ones surprise, Heather just looked unamused before just smiling at Fishlegs. "Its great to see you as well." She said with a soft smile before she ignored them both and walked over to Astrid.

Snotlout was about to attempt again when the two girls suddenly announced that they were going on a flight. Soon they both left and the boys left over just headed towards the grand hall. "Seem to have way more dragons here then last time I saw you." Dagur commented. Prompting Hiccup to get in a long speel about his dragon utopia.

Snotlout likewise, just ignored it. Bored and annoyed, his thoughts going back to Heather. Or at least, they were supposed too. Right up until he saw a loose chicken walking around. Reminding him of a certain twin instead. And it was as if the thought of him suddenly caused him to manifest as a familiar helmet poked around the corner.

Snotlout forgetting how they left it immediately turned to go greet Tuff. Only to falter as Eret of all people walked out.

Laughing.

Laughing with Tuff. Touching him on the shoulder as well which for some reason aggravated Snotlout. He didn't even notice how angry he must have looked till he reached them. "Hey, where were you?" Snotlout demanded. As if he had a right to know.

Both of them seemed surprise by his sudden outburst. Each with varying degrees of reaction. "Fishing." Tuffnut finally responded with a shrug.

"If you can call it that. I've never been on a fishing trip with half as many explosions as what you caused." Eret scoffed causing Tuff to break into his familiar cackle.

"If my sis was here, I assure you, it would have been much worse." Tuff shot back.

"Oh I have no doubts." Eret responded with a grin.

Snotlout just watched the exchange however, his eyes widening. Especially when he noticed how close the two seemed to have gotten. He didn't know why that upset him right up until, "Perhaps a drink is in order, Tuffy?"

The world narrowed into that one word. The nickname. The nickname only he called Tuffnut. His nickname. "No, there will be no drinking." And no calling my best friend by my nickname! Snotlout thought in his head.

"What why?" Tuffnut responded this time. Snotlout stammered for a moment before finally deciding on a lie.

"Cause... Hiccup... wanted us to go out scouting together. Yeah a scouting mission. Dagur and Heather just arrived here. He wants to make sure neither were followed." Snotlout said. Spouting out one of his better crafted lies.

Must have sounded plausible cause Tuff just groaned becoming his usual dramatic self. "That weak chinned Tyrant." He muttered before sighing.

"Maybe another day?" He then suggested turning towards Eret. The other viking just shrugged, "Sounds good." He said but he gave a curious look at Snotlout. Studying him before glancing once more at Tuff.

"Well best to leave you to it." He finally said turning and leaving the two alone. Once he walked away however, the stillness between them became more awkward.

"Am I riding with you then or does H expect me to go train a new dragon?" Tuff asked, mildly amused.

"Uh me." Snotlout responded shaking his head to try to clear it before turning to call Hookfang.

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Once in the air, Snotlout felt a bit more relieved. Able to catch his breath. Despite the weight arms wrapped around his torso and the occasional comment. It was always freeing to be up in the air. "Ah.. I needed this." Snotlout commented.

"It is pretty nice out. Hope my sister is flying Barf and Belch enough..." Tuff commented, voice going a bit distant as he looked north. Where his sister should be. A hand coming up to rest on his dragontooth necklace.

"I'm sure she is." Snotlout responded to put the other at ease. He stiffened however when Tuff suddenly leaned up against his back. So his whole body was resting on him.

"Wha-what are you doing?" Snotlout stammered.

"Tired. Gonna take a nap." Tuff responded easily. And it was as if he could just summon sleep cause a few seconds later a gentle snore sounded from him. Normally this would be where he knocks the other into the water and laughs at his expense. But today, he didn't. In fact he shifted Hookfang so he was flying more smoothly on the thermals.

"Rrarg?" Hookfang commented. One eye looking up at him. Almost teasingly but also a bit of a question.

"What?"

A head nod towards Tuff who at that moment nuzzled more into the furs Snotlout was wearing. That one movement causing his heart to skip a beat.

Hookfang however just chuckled shaking his head as it looked forward. "What? What's so funny?" Snotlout demanded annoyed. Before he could react however Hookfang suddenly dived down. Forcing Snotlout to grab onto him quickly only to feel the other rider slipping.

"Hookfang!" He cried out turning and grabbing onto Tuff who was clearly waking if his grunt was any indication. It was too late however, as Snotlout grabbed onto him. The other boy also lost hold and ended up dragging them both off the dragon. Before he could even scream though they seemed to land in something soft.

Hay.

Scrambling up, Snotlout watched as Hookfang landed. Turning to look at him as rider and dragon had a stare off. "Hookfang what in Loki's name was that?" Snotlout huffed. Attempting to get up from the pile only to lose his footing almost falling out. He would have if it wasnt for Tuff suddenly reaching out and grabbing his arm. Righting him up.

Besides still looking a bit glossy eyed, Tuff was smirking. "Your dragon loki'd us." He teased. Also attempting to get up only to trip as well. This time falling right into Snotlout. The both of them falling out of the wagon and landing hard on the ground.

Tuff taking the landing first and Snotlout landing on top of him. Tuff just burst out laughing about it but Snotlout was distracted. Staring down at Tuff. The others body squished beneath him. The way his cheeks flushed a little when he laughed. That dorky grin. That...

Oh thor.

Scrambling away from Tuff, Snotlouts eyes were wide. "Whoa is there something on my face?" Tuff asked suprised at the sudden departure.

Snotlout however was pacing. Or at least moving away from Tuff so the other couldn't see. The current predicmant that was forming. 'What why? How is this. I like him? I can't... I can't like him.' Snotlout monologued to himself. He kept internally freaking out until he heard Tuff talk again a bit detached.

"Did I do something?" He asked. Sounding honestly worried, going as far as biting his lip. Snotlout couldn't look long at him without his face turning red. Which seemed to be a mistake as Hookfang just watched him judgingly. Nodding his head towards Tuff as if telling him to go get him.

"I think I know where we are. Could probally fins my way back home if you need some time?" Tuff offered, getting to his feet. Looking about ready to leave.

"Tuff wait." Snotlout called. Tuff did stop turning to look at him again. Wary. A look Snotlout didnt exactly like to see on him.

Opening and closing his mouth though, Snotlout found he couldn't say it. He still didn't understand what it meant. So instead he focused on something else, "Eret called you Tuffy." He accused.

This honestly took Tuff by surprise, "Yeah, so?"

"That's... my name... for you." Snotlout stated. Biting his lip feeling stupid for even saying it.

Tuff was honestly hard to read as he waited for the twin to respond. "Why is it so important to you?" He asked.

"It just is! It's my name for you. My special name for my best friend. Yout my Tuffy, no one elses." He said stomping his feet for emphasis. After his little spazz though he took a deep breath before looking up at Tuff.

He didn't expect the other so close, his eyes searching his. "Your tuffy hm?" He asked. "Did I understand that right?" He inquired causing Snotlout to gulp as he took a step back.

"I don't know what you mean."

"Me neither."

Silence between them. Rare especially with these two but awkward times call for awkward measures.

"We should head back."

"Yeah."

#tuffnut #Snotlout tufflout #yambf #httyd

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drdemonprince · 5 years ago

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A lot of people are in the notes of that last post saying that while it's great the OP is free of the shackles of obligatory makeup, when she has to go back to her job she will still be expected to wear some or else she'll face serious consequences.

And I hear that a lot, a lot of women say they are certain that if they did not wear makeup they would be treated as though they were diseased, mentally unstable, disgusting, etc. and so then they never even try to stop wearing makeup every day bc they really think the consequences would be disastrous.

I'm wondering if any women on here have had that experience? What was that like?

The reason I ask is that before transitioning, i went without any makeup at all for about, four or five years? While looking like a feminine woman? And as far as I know it was not a hindrance to me. I got maybe 2-3 comments immediately after I stopped, bc a few people noticed the change, but then nothing. No one cared.

I believe that generally nobody noticed at all that i wasnt wearing makeup, and that life was fine without it, socially and career wise. But also i was young, my acne was pretty mild, i was thin and white, etc. i've got to assume the backlash for stopping makeup is brutal for older women, fat women, women of color and physically disabled women. I have heard women in the service industry say they get way better tips and way less bullshit from customers when they wear makeup and i trust them on that.

but i also wonder if maybe for some people the fear of consequences is overstated, bc you internalize this idea that you are way "worse" looking without makeup than you actually are? When the difference is actually pretty negligible, But youve been trained to fixate on it

Curious to hear others' experiences! This might just be one of those weird things with me, where i had quasi male privilege before being out as male or something

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illfoandillfie · 4 years ago

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hi i hope you don’t mind me being nosey but i was wondering if i could ask a few things about u being aro? i kinda just wanted to know how u figured it out? and also do u still get feelings for people but choose not to pursue it? sorry if i’m kinda intruding i don’t mean to, just curious

i dont mind at all darl! (actually...lowkey i love when people are curious about it lmao so feel free to ask more questions) also this is going under a cut cause it got longer than i meant it to lmao

figuring it out wasnt easy and it took a lot of self reflection and like months of questioning and doing research and then worrying i was getting it wrong. Basically i first considered the idea that i could be aro when i was approaching my 25th birthday. A friend of mine (the only guy i’ve had any sort of a fling with) had announced he was engaged and i was completely down on myself wondering why i couldnt get a single date when he was off getting engaged (not that i even Wanted to get married i just would have liked some attention). I figured there had to be something wrong with me or something about me that was broken. And then i saw someone i followed at the time reblog a post about being aro. I’d seen the phrase a little before but never really considered it as fitting me but i’d also never really paid attention to what it actually meant.

I don’t remember what the post was exactly, it’s probably somewhere in the thousands and thousands of posts i’ve liked over the years but there’s no easy way to check so . Whatever it said it felt relatable enough that I went and googled aromanticism to try and figure out what it was and if it fit me. Because I was already in a headspace where I’d been thinking about my lack of a romantic history already, a lot of the stuff that i read had been stuff i’d been thinking about anyway. Like Reader said in Platonic when she was talking about how she figured it out, I’ve never had a proper crush. I spent months thinking about it after my friend told me he’d proposed. I have very vivid memories of literally deciding to have a crush on a boy in primary school because it seemed like i should (again, i included that directly in Platonic lmao down to the boys name and everything). And every guy I’ve had an interest in since has been either a brief physical attraction that i forgot about as soon as I wasn’t seeing him regularly or something that I deliberately manufactured either in an attempt to fit in with the people around me or because i was kind of bored. Even the cute music teacher at work last year like he was hot and i wouldnt have said no to a kiss or whatever but i just didn’t have any feelings about him beyond that.

While I was trying to figure out if I was aro I read a lot of websites. The AVENwiki has a page on aromanticism and I think also has pages on some of the aro-spec identities like greyromantic and demiromantic so that was a good starting point for definitions. Google also gave me a few different forums and stuff where aro people were talking about being aro. A lot of aromantic resources are tied up in the asexual community though because that’s where the language and everything was first suggested and what it evolved from. I don’t think that necessarily helped me feel comfortable using the term aro to describe myself because i’m pretty confident i’m not ace but the more I looked into it the more stuff I found from people who were allosexual but aromantic. Anyway, I spent weeks just googling “aromantic” and seeing what came up and rereading what i’d already read and resisting the fact that a lot of it fit me. Then I spent a while trying to find like a quiz or something that would just give me an answer. I found a few quizzes but all of them assumed at least one previous relationship so none of them were any use to me. But gradually I started feeling okay with calling myself aro. I think part of my hesitation was probably also because knowing I was aro didn’t feel like a solution it just felt my damage had a name. The other part is that romantic attraction is not easy to define which makes it hard to identify if you feel it or not so the part of me that wanted to be Normal kept being like ‘well if you dont know you cant call yourself aro’. But I thought about it a lot and I read any aro related post that crossed by dash and then ventured into the tumblr tag and found some helpful discussion stuff in there and then I started calling myself aro just quietly, only in my own head. It took a long time before I felt okay admitting that I was aro on my own blog but obviously i got there in the end lmao. That friend, the one who got engaged, he’s the only person i’ve told irl though.

as to your second question....

I don’t think I feel romantic attraction. Truthfully, as i said before, it’s hard to know for certain and there is a possibility that i could form a romantic attraction to someone one day but i think it’s very unlikely. Other forms of attraction are different though. I can be attracted to people physically and sexually. And I think I could possibly be attracted to people in a platonic “man i’d really like to be their friend” kind of way though it doesnt come up very much because im not really one to like meet people. I like my own company.

But i’ve never really acted on any sort of attraction or feelings for others. I was definitely attracted to CMT but I never acted on it because it seemed like too much work. The was a guy who worked at a pop culture collectables shop a few years ago who i thought was very cute and I did contemplate asking him out but it just never felt like a real option and I sort of just ignored it until he left the job. So yeah I guess I do get some sorts of feelings and then choose not to do anything with them, but they aren’t romantic feelings. But like right now I’ve got no interest in anyone (apart from ben and roger but i guess they dont really count lmao). None of the teachers at work interest me and i havent met anyone else recently and it really isnt bothering me. Theres a guy in IT who i could possibly see myself fawning over a bit cause he’s handsome and has an unusual accent but he’s got the same name as my brother so i’ve already ruled him out as a no go lmao.

Anyway, hopefully that answered your questions! If there’s anything else you want to know or you’d like me to try and explain something more fully my inbox is always open!

#Anonymous #about me

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agentmothman18 · 5 years ago

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Idk?

During high school, many kids go though many changes. From facial features to their overall outlook. The ugly girls that got picked on, well they blossomed and became the center of attention. And even some jocks, bullies once, had changed into more of gentle giants. So when Dib Membrane went from gothic alien loving freak to gothic bad boy, it wasn't much of a surprise. The geek that everyone hated was now either feared because of his looks or thought to be the coolest guy ever.

And then there was Zim. Who, after finding out about the truth, started to express his defective emotions. He practically became the school's flower child, one with a bad temper of course. As a way to cope with being banished and defective, Zim had thrown everything out that wasn't from earth, except Gir. He redecorated with anything vibrant in color and took a great liking to earth plants. Hint as to why he was called 'flower child.'

The two were completely different from when they first met. But they still talked, sometimes argued, and sometimes just ignored each other all together. With how their looks and personalities had changed, many students thought their little rivalry would get worse. It didn't, in fact, the change was probably the healthiest thing to have happened to them.

"Dib!" Oh, and then there's Keef. The once chaoticly hyper child was now mellowed out. Taking on more of 'I dont care' type of persona. Though the boy was still quite hyper and easily excited about certain things.

Dib glanced up from his sketch book and watched as Keef pranced over. He knew this could only mean the boy was excited about something and was going to tell him everything. Sometimes, Dib had to wonder how Keef and him became friends.

"My 18th birthday party is the same night as prom!" Keef sat on the bench next to Dib, glancing at the drawing only momentarily before closing the book for Dib. "You now have to come to prom." Keef stated, shaking Dib's shoulder. Some kids where watching them, the ones that believed Dib was like how he dressed. Dangerous and ready to snap someone in half. So they had curious and shocked expressions as they watched a preppy guy shake a scary guy like it was normal.

"Keef, buddy." Dib started, scooting away as to hint he didn't want to be shook anymore. "As much as I want to go to prom, I'm not." He was sarcastic, looking at Keef with a blank expression. Dib would like to spend time with his friend for their birthday, but going to prom to do so was a no go. If one thing has stayed the same, it would be Dib's hatred for crowds. Sure he has done many things involving crowds and all attention to be on him, but that doesn't mean he likes it.

"Prom is boring anyway. Why not throw a house party instead?" Zim questioned, jumping into the conversation as he plopped himself between them. He had plans for Friday night, and that was to yet again, throw the control brains guards off his back. Zim may have thrown everything Irken away, but he still did stupid and illegal things. Like steal secret information about the tallests.

Keef then went on to whine about how everyone would be at prom. Or how they needed to go and support him to become prom king. Neither boys cracked under the pressure, until certain things were brought up into the pleading. Keef was using blackmail, even though he didn't want to, he really wanted them to go. This was the only way, at least that's what he thought. It worked, both finally agreeing to go to prom.

"That was low." Zim hissed, crossing his arms and legs. Dib only nodded and open his sketch book.

Prom was loud and annoying. To many people were there, talking and dancing and eating. Dib had hid in the corner of the gym, by the food and punch and was glaring at everyone. He hated the tux he had to wear, and loudness of the music and chatter, and it was pretty hot with. Dib had only seen Keef once, telling him happy birthday before the boy disappeared in the crowd. And Zim has yet to arrive.

"You're being antisocial." Dib quickly looked down at Zim, completely thrown by his outfit. Instead of a tux, the short alien was wearing a loose blue dress and 2 inch heels. And surprisingly, Zim looked really good in it.

"You're wearing a dress." Dib stated back, still confused. Well he shouldn't be all that confused, for nearly 3 years he got to see Zim in that irken dress thing.

Zim looked down at himself, lightly dusting off his dress even though it wasnt dirty. The only reason he was wearing a dress was because he found the female clothing cute and fun. And much better then men clothing. "Yes. Zim likes this dress." He looked back to at Dib, then looked him over. Like most teen boys he was wearing a tux but with a dark blue button up and a white tie.

"Aw!" Both jumped at hearing Keef. "You two didn't tell me you were coming together, and with matching colors!" Keef wrapped his arms around their neck, giving them this awkward hug. Both Zim and Dib looked at themselves then at each other, only now realizing just how ironic their color choices were.

"Coincidence." Dib said, slipping from Keefs hold. He brushed himself off and glanced around. Most were standing around and talking instead of dancing to the music. He then noticed someone he hadn't seen at school before. They were dressed appropriately but something felt off about them to Dib.

"Let's all dance!" Keef cheered, quickly pulling the two out into the crowd. It didn't take much for Keef to convince Zim to dance, but Dib refused. He could dance but doing it in front of people was a no for him.

Though he did tap his foot and sway just a bit to the music. Nothing compared to the other teens who danced as if at a rave. But soon the song slowed down, and Keef took this as his sign to go find a dance partner. Leaving the two boys alone in a slightly uncomfortable silence.

Though, Dib finally decided he wanted to dance. "Wanna dance?" He questioned Zim, holding out his hand for the alien. Zim was only shocked of a seconded before taking the boys hand letting him lead. Unlike others that danced to the slow song, the two talked about random things and kept a little distance between them.

As the song came to the end, the two hesitated before separating. Smiling nervously at each other before turning their attention to the principal on stage. It was time to announce the king and queen of prom, and if it wasnt for Keef Dib would have left at this time.

"Think he's going to win?" Zim asked, folding his arms over his chest. He knew this was going to take forever because the principal will give a long speach about safety.

"Yeah." Dib nodded, glancing around. He was searching for that person again, curious to know who they were. His gut was telling him to yo search for them but he wouldn't.

The principal talked on and on about safe driving after prom and even safe sex. Which no one would probably listen to. Soon enough it was time for him to announce the king and queen. Starting with the queen, it was some popular girl Dib didn't care about. Keef had been announced king, no surprise, but everyone still cheered and wished him happy birthday.

Everything was going pretty normal until the roof of the gym was ripped off. A bunch of screaming filled the air and everyone trying to get through the doors. When Dib saw the irken symbol on the ships above, he immediately glared at Zim.

"What the hell did you do?!" He exclaimed, irritation bubbling up.

"I didn't do anything!" Zim hissed back at him, watching irken soldiers dropping down. "Okay maybe Zim stole important data, not the point!" Zim quickly grabbed Dibs arm, pulling him through the crowd of people.

More screams erupted from the crowd, teens being kidnapped by the irken soldiers. The two continued pushing through the crowd, picking up Keef along the way.

"What's going on??" Keef questioned, scared like any normal teen as he followed his two friends.

"Zim fucked up, that's what." Dib grumbled, earning a slap from the alien. He would have slapped him back if it wasnt for the lazer like bullet shooting between them.

Zim picked up his pace, ripping the long part of the dress off to make running easier. He may be shorter than the two humans but he was still fast enough to keep up.

They weren't fast enough though, an alien ship landing in front of them and easily cornering them. The three surrendered, knowing it would be death if they didn't.

Dib had long since stripped from the tuxjacket and tie. Pacing around the small cell as he thought of many different plans to escape. All seemed good enough but he couldn't think to far ahead because he didn't know the layout of this ship. Plus he would also have to save all the other teens that were kidnapped. He didn't mind, but this all brought him back to a few years ago. Leaving him with the strong urge to say 'I told you all.'

"Could you stop that?" Keef questioned, his nervous already on edge. Watching Dib pace around only made it worse. The taller boy sighed but stopped, sitting down on the metal floor. Across from their cell was an empty one that would probably be used later. Their cell at least had a bed. "Thank you." Keef sighed, glancing around.

Ever since they were taken, neither of the boys had seen Zim. This raised more questions in Dibs mind. Last he checked, the Tallest hated Zim and told him off. Now they probably had him locked up away from the humans or worse, erased.

As Keef was going to voice his concerns, their attention turned to the door opening. A big alien stepped in front of the door, obviously not an irken, and pointed at Dib. "Come." The alien ordered, stepping out of the way of the door. Dib glanced at Keef before getting up and leaving the cell. He felt a bit bad leaving Keef behind but there was no telling what was going to happen from here.

#alien #invader zim #dib #dib membrane #zadr #zim #lgbtq #short story #iz #adventure?

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themaskedwriter · 6 years ago

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Leave Me Weak

Clues

If you want to find me just look to the sky. I mainly write for Bucky but I’ve struck gold in other characters.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader (AU)

Word Count: 5045

Warnings: fluff, descriptions of blood donation (needles/blood)

Summary: Donating blood was the last thing you wanted to do but you find that something else leaves you weak.

You knew this was a mistake.

Pushing your way onto the street in the pitch black night you pass through a small crowd outside the nightclub, with clouds of smoke drying out your already tired eyes.

Even though you lived in “the city that never sleeps” it wasn’t a rule you followed. You were accustomed to a very strict sleeping schedule for work that would normally have you waking up at this time but Nakia’s bachelorette party was not something you could miss, even if you knew you’d be paying for it later.

Sometimes you missed weekends like this, where you could stay out until the sun rose in the sky, sobering up with greasy fries smothered in cheese and steaming cups of freshly brewed coffee.

Mmmm coffee. You need to have some as soon as possible, especially if you’re expected to be up for the next few hours preparing the baked goods for the crowds that filtered into the Excelsior Bakery.

You had been working there for a while before the owner Mr. Lee had asked if you were interested in taking over the business. Your passion for baking was evident and he was happy to sell to someone he trusted.

The transition from worker to owner was scary but you were lucky to have Stan stay on to help. To ensure your success he continued to come in weekly and hand paint his famous sugar cookies.

They were Excelsior’s signature hit, square shaped cookies covered in royal icing with Stan’s original characters intricately portrayed on them. You marveled at the detail he put into each cookie and loved hearing about the characters; each a superhero he made up for his children’s bedtime stories.

You rubbed the chill of the night from your bare arms as an Uber took you to work. Unlocking the side door you flipped the light on in the large kitchen. It was quiet for now though soon the additional baking staff would join you.

Entering your office you quickly swapped your champagne sequined tank top for a comfortable cotton Excelsior Bakery t-shirt and let your aching feet rest in a pair of casual slip-ons as you put your heels aside. Your dark jeans were normal enough to wear to work though after a long night of drinking and dancing you wished you had a pair of leggings instead.

As you were preparing the coffee you heard the side door open as the loud voices carried throughout the back of the bakery. In walked Scott, Clint and Vis, who were way too upbeat for this hour as they greeted you, hanging their coats on the wall.

“Mornin’ guys,” you replied, looking over your shoulder as you anxiously waited for the pot to finish brewing.

When the coffee was finished you couldn’t help but take the first large cup for yourself; your slightly buzzed and very exhausted body needed the caffeine immediately.

Leaning against the table you lifted the mug to your mouth and instantly the three men were stricken with laughter. After swallowing the delicious brew you quirked your head at the group, wondering what caused the sudden giggle outburst.

As you brought the cup down from your lips your fingers brushed against the culprit making your eyes widen in horror. Christine, a colleague of Nakia’s, had insisted everyone wear tacky penis necklaces, one you just realized you had forgotten to take off.

Vis’ grin peaked through the hands that covered his eyes, while Scott was keeled over laughing hysterically.

Clint wiped a tear from the corner of his eye as he proclaimed, “I’ll never let you live this one down, boss.”

Slamming the mug on the counter you quickly took the necklace off and shoved it in your pocket, opting to throw it out at home because you were wary of what these pranksters would do with it here.

Once they calmed down and Scott no longer resembled a tomato you all began preparing the fresh goods for the day. Soon all different types of breads and rolls were rising the oven, as you finished making crumb cake, turnovers and other pastries, yawning as you set them to bake.

Your baking was done but unfortunately you couldn’t rest yet, inventory still needed to be done along with some bookkeeping. A third cup of coffee sounded tempting but you needed to eat and while you loved all the delicious sweets you made you knew you wanted something more substantial.

The air was still chilly in the early morning so you asked to borrow Scott’s hoodie as you walked to the corner of the next block. You frequented this deli out of convenience, even though your rolls were a million times better. By the time you got back to Excelsior you had to set the sandwich aside to deal with a delivery.

The hazard lights were blinking on the large box truck as you held the door open for M’Baku, the even larger delivery driver, who kindly carried in your order of flour.

“Hey man,” Clint affectionately greeted him as he slipped outside with Scott following behind as their work was finished.

“Scott, wait!” He turned around just as he got to the sidewalk. “Your hoodie,” you shouted, gesturing to yourself still wearing it.

“Leave it in the lounge, I’ll pick it up tomorrow,” he yelled, sending back a smile.

Back inside Vis worked on baking cakes as you settled in your office. Scott’s hoodie hung over the back of the chair you sunk into as you unwrapped your sandwich. A knock at your door alerted your attention to Darcy, a long time employee you recently promoted to assistant manager. She informed you the latest hire Miles, had just arrived for his first day.

Leaving the sandwich again you greeted Miles, assuring that he was in good hands with Darcy and his other shift employee Kamala.

Miles’ father worked in the same precinct as your friend Wanda’s brother, becoming hooked on Excelsior from the moment Pietro brought in a box of pastries. Officer Davis stopped in for coffee and snacks quite often after that and when he saw the help wanted sign he told Miles to apply for the job.

Miles had a few questions and though Darcy was just as capable to answer them you did so yourself, showing him the same kindness Stan showed you when you began.

You returned to the sandwich and took an unsatisfying bite of cold eggs and cheese on a roll. Oh well. It sat mainly to the side as you went over some paperwork, stifling a yawn as your tired eyes drowned in the sea of words. You felt your head nodding forward in slow motion, and there was nothing you could do to prevent it. Your shoulders slumped down as you fell into a slightly uncomfortable but much needed rest.

The loud vibrations of your phone buzzing on the desk startled you awake and for a moment your sleep deprived mind needed to gather its bearings before realizing you were at work and not in your comfortable bed, the place you were desperately craving.

Yawning again you rubbed your eyes, acutely aware you might be smudging last night’s makeup all over your face. The phone buzzed once more as a reminder, and you picked it up finding a text from Wanda.

No.

Not today.

Any day but today.

You read over Wanda’s text reminding you about the blood drive over at the fire station this morning. You promised her you’d donate, knowing how important it was to her after Pietro had been shot on the job and blood transfusions helped save his life.

You wanted to go, you promised you would go, but you really didn’t want to go today. You were more than exhausted and needed rest, but realistically if you went home for a nap you would definitely sleep through your alarm. Donate blood, then sleep. That was the plan.

Vis began working on a large cake order for Stark Industries and asked your assistance in helping him gather the ingredients.

He entered the large walk in refrigerator to grab eggs and milk while you assembled the rest of what he needed on the large butcher block counters. You eyed the heavy bag of flour, ambitiously thinking you could lift it on limited sleep and drained energy.

Bending your knees you gripped the bag that seemed to fight against you, causing you to tug with more force, bringing only the half ripped top of the bag up with you as you stood. Clouds of white smoke surrounded you, with puffs of flour floating off of the fabric of your shirt with every move you made.

“This is not your day,” Vis commented from a distance.

Your unamused face turned towards him, saying nothing as you sighed and then began to cough as you choked on flour that you inhaled.

You cleaned yourself up as best as you could in the bathroom. Your dark jeans had a white-washed fade to them and your t-shirt was now rinsing in the sink. No amount of wet paper towel would have been enough to clean the shirt whose fibers engulfed the flour like it was their last meal.

Opening the bathroom door a crack you called out for Darcy, who eyed your mostly bare skin through the door with curious concern.

“Couldja get my top from the office? It should be in the bottom drawer with my heels?”

Darcy returned, admiring the sparkly top as she held it up before handing it to you.

Once you were certain your hair, face and the rest of your body was free from flour you exited the bathroom, letting Vis and Darcy know you were leaving.

“Bedtime?” Darcy asked, following you to your office.

“I wish,” you sighed, grabbing your phone. “I promised my friend Wanda I’d donate blood at the firehouse so I have to head there first.”

Darcy’s head shook with laughter as she pointed at your ensemble. “And you’re going there dressed like that?”

You grimaced as you thought about it; a sequined tank top was a bit extra for a blood drive. “Hmmm, you’re right. I think I’ll keep borrowing Scott’s hoodie until tomorrow,” you said, slipping your arms into the large sleeves and zipping it up all the way.

***

The strong morning sun blinded your eyes through the gaps of the skyscrapers as you walked to the fire station. It was going to be warm today, you could already feel yourself sweating in Scott’s hoodie. Grabbing your phone you texted Wanda letting her know you were on your way.

Ambulances were parked on the block leading up to the fire station though red balloons caught your attention; they were tied to a large plastic sign on the sidewalk promoting the blood drive. You checked your phone finding Wanda hadn’t texted back yet but you went inside anyway hoping by some chance she was already there.

Surprisingly a small crowd had built up despite the early morning hour. The room was packed with broad figured firefighters and paramedics lining the walls and medical students tending to people already in the process of donating. Volunteers were everywhere, serving juice and cookies at a table in the back and handling the registration process for the line you were in.

Wanda was not in sight so you texted her again warning that you’ll be donating soon and would need her by your side. You weren’t afraid of the needle going in but the idea of it sitting under your skin irked you and you needed her as a distraction.

After handing in your paperwork you were nervously bouncing your leg as you sat down and waited, checking your phone for the millionth disappointing time to see there was no response.

Upon hearing your name called you looked up and were greet by a very young looking kid. He introduced himself as Peter and though he looked seventeen his ID badge proved he was in fact a med student at Metro-General Hospital.

Your stomach twisted with nerves as you sat back on a cot, comfortably crossing your legs as you watched Peter slip his hands into latex gloves and slowly collect the items he needed to draw blood. He whispered to himself, methodically going through the steps of what he should be doing.

His meticulousness should have been comforting as he checked over his tools, allowing more time for Wanda to show up. Your nerves began to bubble over more as you worried if something happened to her.

The packaged needle crinkled in Peter’s hands but he was quickly stopped by a leggy brunette in a long white lab coat.

“Mr. Parker, did you check her blood pressure first?” the woman sternly asked, knowing her answer as she had been observing him and the other students from the center of the floor.

Peter cleared his throat nervously, “Oh, uh, no Ms. Hill. I’ll do that now.” He let out an uncomfortable chuckle and she nodded in return.

With the blood pressure cuff in his hand Peter wrapped it around your sleeve and began to pump the bulb. The cuff tightened around your arm and Peter was focused on reading the dial but Ms. Hill calling his name out interrupted the process.

“Mr. Parker, can you tell me what’s incorrect?”

Peter checked that he placed the cuff in the proper spot, his eyes running along your frame until he noticed his error.

“Oh, um, miss, could you uncross your legs?” he asked, throwing a hint of a smile towards Ms. Hill who turned away.

You felt bad for Peter as he resumed taking your blood pressure. You couldn’t imagine how stressful his job could be. Being covered in flour was annoying but the thought of blood and other body fluids getting all over you made you feel sick.

When it was time to finally take your blood Peter asked for your arm, giving him your left one after rolling up the sleeves. You squeezed a ball a few times before he tied off the top of your arm with a painful elastic that squeezed your skin.

“There’s g-going to be a little pinch, okay?” Peter said to gently warn you, though hearing the shakiness of his own voice did nothing to calm your nerves.

You turned your head away as Peter began, tightening your core at the intrusion of the needle that felt worse than a little pinch and tried to breathe through the mildly uncomfortable pain. The sharpness beneath your skin continued and though you didn’t look it felt like Peter was stabbing you internally as he searched for a vein.

Picturing the needle inside your arm did nothing to calm your nerves so you searched for something else to focus on since Wanda was not there. A loud burst of laughter caught your attention and you looked over to see a group huddled together.

There were two men in FDNY shirts that threatened to split at the seams across their massive muscles. They had similar looks with blond hair and beards though they were distinctly different. The shorter of the two by a few inches, had longer blond hair with a full dark beard, while the other’s facial hair was fairer though his cropped hair had a darker tinge to it.

Your face squeezed tightly in pain as Peter apologized, claiming he was having trouble with your veins.

“It’s okay,” you lied, focusing your attention back to the group.

Hunk 1 and Hunk 2 were talking to two other equally large and handsome men wearing shirts with an emergency services logo on the back. The loudest of the group was a dark man with the brightest smile you’d ever seen. His laughter was contagious as he tipped his head back, palming the shoulder of the long haired man next to him he looked to be teasing.

Hissing in pain at the sharpness you felt you couldn’t help but look at your arm, seeing the silver needle prodding your skin. You weren’t a medical professional by any means, in fact the only brush with saving lives you’ve had is when Scott once choked on a Tic-Tac and you gave him the Heimlich maneuver, but you could tell something was wrong.

“Umm, Peter,” you meekly spoke, “That doesn’t feel right.”

“Yeah, you’re right. I’m going to try the other arm, okay? I think it’s the vein,” he said, convincing himself.

He undid the elastic and you could see the difference in skin tone from where it had been cut off by the band. Withdrawing the needle from your skin, he placed a cotton ball there, applying pressure for a few minutes before he asked you to take over.

Peter grabbed a bright blue roll of a self-adherent wrap that he applied around your arm. The uncomfortable way it clung to your skin added to your ever-building nerves. Sweat pooled on the back of your neck though you found relief rolling up the other sleeve, feeling the cool air comfort you skin before the elastic wrapped around your arm again. You squeezed the ball tightly, venting all your frustrations out through every pump of your hand.

Peter opened a new needle and you caught his gaze before he began. He looked confident and so you inhaled deeply, in search once more of the hunks to distract you. They had moved closer to the refreshment table and catching your eye was the man from before, whose long chestnut hair fell in front of his face as he leaned down to grab a cup of orange juice.

When he stood up you were mesmerized by full pink lips and the brightest blue eyes you had ever seen. He was drop dead gorgeous but judging by the way he held himself it didn’t seem like he would believe you if you told him. He was the most reserved out of the group, sporting a shy smile every time Hunk 3 said something and pointed to him.

“Ow!”

You didn’t mean to shout so loud, drawing attention is the last thing you wanted. You couldn’t even bear to glance at the huddle of hunks, instead focusing on Peter who was apologizing profusely.

Reluctantly he called over Ms. Hill and she had another med student named MJ come over to have Peter observe her. She inserted the needle into your vein with ease and silently judged Peter through her side glance before leaving.

By the time you officially began donating blood you received a text from Wanda, apologizing after she was stuck on FaceTime with her mom in Sokovia for longer than she expected.

You were thankful she was alright, texting her back about your bad experience so far. You told her not to bother coming since you would be finished soon, passing the time on your phone or occasionally sneaking glances at Hunk 4; he had caught your eye the most.

It felt like you were laying there for hours as your blood flowed like sludge in a pipe. People that were seated after you were now long gone. Shifting slightly against the cot made the needle twinge inside your arm and you really couldn’t wait until this was over with. Scott’s hoodie felt like your own personal sauna and you wanted so desperately to get out of it and into pajamas.

Peter kept checking on your progress and finally when you filled the container he, with Ms. Hill shrewdly watching over his shoulder, removed the needle from your vein and placed another blue wrap around your skin.

After thanking Peter you began to walk towards the refreshment table that suddenly seemed so far away as a wave of lightheadedness washed over you. If you could just get to the juice and cookies you would be fine. You had already been here for so long you wanted to get out.

Though you were burning up your skin was clammy, and sweat beaded on your forehead but you were determined to get to the table. It was a slow trudge, like shuffling your legs through thick mud. You’re almost there. Your vision is spotty and starting to fade but if you push a little harder you could make it.

Your ears fail you as they begin to clog. A soft voice coming from the indiscernible figure beside you asks a question. It’s muffled, as if you’re underwater but you’re able to figure out what they said.

“I’m fine,” you insisted not wanting to make a scene.

The table is barely visible but you’re right there, reaching out for the cup of juice you presume is in front of you. Your hands never made it though, as your body began its descent to the ground.

***

Bright fluorescent lights were shining behind the shadowy outline that hunched over you.

“There she is,” a man said.

You blinked a few times as your vision came back fully, noticing you were lying on a cot that had been tilted so your head was down and your legs were elevated. You asked what happened as your eyes began to focus on the curtain of hair that hung in front of the figure above you. He tucked the strands behind his ears to reveal familiar blue eyes.

Oh no. Hunk 4.

“You passed out,” Hunk 4 said, “All the color was drainin’ from your face. You almost fell but I caught you in time.”

You covered your eyes with your hands out of embarrassment, hoping this was a dream. Please wake up Y/N. When you heard the hunk’s soft chuckle you knew this was unfortunately real.

“My name’s Bucky and I’m a paramedic. Is it okay if I check your vitals?”

He asked for your name and smiled when you said it. Bucky gave off a comforting vibe and even though you were incredibly embarrassed from passing out he didn’t make a big deal about it.

Beside him was a small equipment bag, those beautiful eyes made contact with your own as he dug around for a stethoscope. His lips pulled into a tender smile as he asked you to unzip your hoodie.

Inhaling deeply you looked away, too embarrassed to face him again as you exposed the sequined top that was not appropriate for a morning blood donation.

“That’s pretty,” Bucky commented, placing the end of the stethoscope above your heart. “Doesn’t match your blue bandages though.”

The laughter that floated from your lips instantly became Bucky’s favorite sound. He was drawn to the way your smile warmed your face and noticed how beautiful you were as your eyes crinkled in delight. Listening to your steady heartbeat, he was thankful you couldn’t hear the way his own had definitely skipped in rhythm.

Warmth spread throughout your body as his soft fingers pressed against your inner wrist to check your pulse. Bucky’s wide smile and twinkling eyes definitely made your heart beat faster and you hoped he couldn’t tell.

Your eyes followed the lines of his smooth skin, up his arm towards the prominent vein that spread across his bulging biceps. You regret passing out, for obvious reasons, but mainly because you missed out on what it was like to be held in those strong arms.

Bucky asked you something though you didn’t pay attention as it finally struck you, he has been staring at you at the most unflattering angle possible ever since you woke up.

“Uhh, Bucky, can I sit up now?” you practically begged.

He asked how you were feeling and no matter the truth you would have told him you were doing much better. He adjusted the cot to a sitting position and turned around, calling out a name. Suddenly Hunk 3, otherwise known as Sam, was walking towards you with a cup of juice.

“Oooh!” Sam exclaimed, taking notice of your top. “How’re you feelin’ Sparkles?” He joked a little too loudly for your liking.

“’M good, thanks,” you said, taking the cup from his hand.

Hunks 1 and 2 came over as well to check up on you and though you appreciated their concern the attention made you want to crawl into Scott’s hoodie like a turtle and never come out again. Bucky sensed your discomfort and kindly asked Sam and the other hunks to give you some space.

“Thanks. I hate making a scene,” you said, offering an appreciative smile in between sips of orange juice.

“That’s the wrong shirt to wear at a firehouse then,” he chuckled, though he was intrigued as to your choice of outfit.

Bucky’s unasked questions were answered as you explained the bachelorette party, going into details about heading straight to work, hardly eating and then leaving after the flour explosion.

“Oh, so that’s what’s on your ear!”

“What?!” you panicked, rubbing your ears with your fingers.

Bucky’s eyes crinkled tightly as laughter bubbled up from the pit of his stomach, erupting from his mouth. “I’m just kidding Y/N!”

“Don’t scare me like that!” you feigned anger through a relieved smile, “I might pass out again!” you joked.

“Yeah you just might. Why did you think it was a good idea to donate blood after a night of drinking, no sleep and not eating?”

Bucky’s question wasn’t accusatory, in fact the expression in his eyes showed just how much concern he felt for you. You began to explain Wanda and her brother, and the promise you forgot you made to donate blood today.

“That’s real sweet of ya,” he said, with the hint of a Brooklyn accent coming through. “I work the night shift a lot too so I know how easy it is to forget these things, ‘specially when you’re tired.”

“Tell me about it, I’m exhausted,” you said, covering your mouth as talking about sleep brought out a large yawn.

“I bet you are, but uh… well here’s the thing,” he rubbed the back of his neck. “Since you really didn’t eat anything today what do you say you let me take you out for breakfast?” he asked, with a hopeful smile.

Your eyes widened at his proposal and Bucky wasn’t sure if that was a positive reaction. He hadn’t asked anyone on a date in far longer than he wanted to admit and he knew he was rusty.

“As a concerned medical professional I gotta make sure you don’t pass out again,” he said, chewing on his bottom lip as he waited for your response.

A wide smile spread across your face as you accepted his offer and it felt like he could breathe again.

Bucky helped you stand, assuring that you were steady and held your hoodie up as you slipped your arms in. As you zipped yourself up he leaned over the cot, grabbing something and studying it curiously.

“Uhh… is this…” he laughed, holding out the palm of his hand to reveal the penis necklace.

They might as well take all the blood from your body since you practically died on the spot.

“This is the worst day of my life,” you deadpanned.

Bucky couldn’t help but laugh, offering his arm out for you to hold. On your way towards the door you passed by the smiling hunks with Sam smirking at you both. Bucky slapped his hand, placing the penis necklace in his palm leaving Sam very confused as the two of you walked away.

It was a quick walk to the place Bucky wanted to take you for breakfast, a trendy little spot with exposed brick and wood beams and old floors that creaked under your step. A relaxed voice from behind the counter belonging to a man with a waxed mustache told you to seat yourselves.

Leading you to a table near the window, Bucky pulled out a mismatched chair for you before he sat down. You glanced around the room, spying lights strung across the ceiling and distressed furniture repurposed as the wait stations.

Menus were brought over and reading through the details of each item made your mouth water. Your starving stomach wanted all of it as you continued to scan through every delicious offering.

“So let’s get all of it,” Bucky replied to the comment you thought you said in your head.

“What?” your head lifted to see the sincerity in Bucky’s eyes.

Though he hardly knew you, Bucky was already willing to give you the world if you asked for it.

“No! I mean, I don’t think I could eat all of it anyway. Some of it, but not all,” you joked.

Bucky’s tongue poked out to wet his lips as he chuckled. “Y/N I mean it, get whatever you want. After donating you need to indulge.”

“Paramedic’s orders?” you asked with coy glint in your eyes.

A smile cemented itself on Bucky’s face as he replied, “That’s right doll, paramedic’s orders.”

By the time your server came around you decided to order avocado toast with a fried egg along with French toast that you insisted Bucky share with you.

During the wait for food you got to know each other. Bucky was from Brooklyn where he shared an apartment with Hunk 1, otherwise known as Steve, his best friend.

“He’s a punk but I love ‘im,” Bucky said without hesitation.

You didn’t realize how long you had been smiling until your food arrived and the act of chewing hurt your sore cheeks. You couldn’t help it though, everything about Bucky made your heart sing with joy. He was handsome and kind, funny and caring. He was… disappearing from your vision as you yawned widely, covering your mouth with your hand.

You had been yawning for a while, ignoring the need for sleep to continue talking with Bucky but it was finally catching up to you.

“I’m sorry, I’ve been selfish wantin’ to talk to ya all day,” he said.

“S’okay, I really didn’t want to leave either,” you admitted, sharing a smile with him.

Before leaving you exchanged numbers. “In case you feel faint,” Bucky said, nervously running his hands through his hair.

You caught the blush on his cheeks and felt your whole body fluttering. There was no doubt you would be calling him later; it was undeniable, Bucky Barnes made you weak.

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willofhounds · 5 years ago

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I need to connect

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23330155

A/N Once again this will be another one-shot.

Warnings: No happy ending. Soulmate au. Aizawa/Izuku pair

"Speaking"

:Thoughts:

Aizawa's POV

Coffee in between hero work and before he was needed at the school was his usual routine. There was one shop in town that made the best roast. It was strong enough to keep him awake most mornings.

Shouta was more exhausted than normal, however. More than one cup was needed to keep him alert.

Heroes from all over the city were called in for a fight. Apparently, the Kings were at it again. Normally heroes didnt interfere with the Kings as they kept to themselves. However, the Red and Blue King were becoming increasingly public with their fights. It seemed almost as if a war between them was on the horizon.

Just before the appearance of quirks, there was a discovery in Germany. Scientists had found a Slate with unrecognizable carvings etched into it. They called it a relic and began to study it.

Germans and the Japanese thought it would create the next level of soldiers for war. Given the state of their world at the time it could have made the difference. If they could only learn how to forcefully activate the relic.

The relic was rightfully dubbed the Slate. By bringing mice as test subjects they found the Slate resonated with certain rats. When they resonated with it the rat would gain heightened intelligence or extra powers. Their powers were marked by a sword above their heads. It would be later named a Sword of Damocles.

Despite the scientists' best efforts, they were unable to get it to resonate with a human. Until a bombing run happened on their facility. More than half of the scientists were killed. Including a young scientist who was the twin sister of the head scientist.

Her brother was saved by the Slate's power and was given the power of the Silver Sword of Damocles. Adolf K. Weissman became the First and Silver King.

After that Japan took it back with them. A young Lieutenant became the Second and Gold King. With Weissman wanting nothing to do with the world any longer he took control over it.

As time passed it was revealed that there were 7 Swords of Damocles. Those who wielded the Swords and the powers that came with them were declared Kings. Kings only answered to themselves and in serious situations the Gold King.

Then came quirks and with the heroes. In the beginning heroes and villains alike fought against the Kings. It wasnt until the Gold King stepped in that peace between heroes and Kings resumed.

As long as innocents weren't injured the Kings would answer only to each other. Clansman had to answer to laws just like normal citizens. Though most ignored that rule. They felt the only ones they answered to were the Kings that commanded them.

Times were changing though. The Gold King was getting old and could no longer keep control over the younger generation. SCEPTER4 led by the Blue King stepped in when things got too dangerous. Or if the Red King was involved.

Heroes were beginning to be needed for rescues more often than before. SCEPTER4 could create shields to protect civilians but the flames of HOMRA were powerful. If the police even though it was HOMRA, SCEPTER4 would be immediately notified.

Heroes couldn't even put out the fire correctly until the Red King left. His mere presence was enough to keep the flames going.

Last night had been no different. Shouta helped rescue trapped civilians while SCEPTER4 tried to suppress HOMRA. At one point it appeared the Red King had lost control over his powers. Even at the first aid site half a mile away, they could feel the heat.

It was well after three am when the two groups dispersed. More than a dozen members of HOMRA were captured and arrested for their part in the destruction. None of them seemed particularly important and that frustrated the underground hero.

As he entered his favorite coffee shop he noted that it was mostly empty. A boy maybe in his late teens or early twenties was ordering at the counter. From the back all he could see was his green hair and that he was wearing a black t-shirt with jeans. The way he held himself spoke of quiet confidence.

The barista said cheerfully, "Its good to see you again, Midoriya. Your usual again today? How is Totsuka doing?"

Midoriya replied equally as cheerful, "I am well. Need Mr. Kusangi, Tatara, and Mr. Mikoto's coffee as well today. Mr. Kusangi was injured last night against the mafia group that's been causing trouble. Then the Blues showed up and only aggravated his injury. So Tatara and I will be running the bar."

There was a widening in the barista's eyes as she exclaimed, "Oh no! Poor Mr. Kusanagi. I know he means a lot to you guys. He's always looking after those of us who can't look after ourselves. Or those of us who are being bullied. Before HOMRA we had no one we could really go to for help. Heroes in this area are too overworked to help with anything like the mafia."

Shouta froze in surprise. HOMRA attacked a mafia group? That was why they were out last night?

That didnt fit their M.O. From what he learned they were a ragtag group who focused on their own needs. Heroes and the police never considered that there might be more behind the fights.

Midoriya answered, "We will always look after those that we can. If anyone else tries to let me or Tatara know. Or you drop by the bar anytime."

"Goodbye, Midoriya. Tell Mr. Kusanagi that we all hope that heals quickly."

Midoriya turned to face Shouta who stayed as relaxed as possible. He couldn't arrest this kid right now. Not only was he likely another small fry. Heroes and police couldn't take in a King or clansman unless they were committing a crime.

He was lucky that his hero clothes could be mistake for civilian clothes. Unless he pulled his goggles out from under his scarf then he wouldn't be seen as a hero.

Midoriya passed by him and because of the small space between Shouta and the door. Their shoulders bumped. Right where the soulmate mark that he had hidden every day since he decided he wanted to be a hero. The younger man didnt even pause as he went through the door.

Another thing that had appeared with quirks and King were soulmates. Most people had a soulmate and when they turned seven their mark appeared on their body. Shouta's was of a black cat with red eyes and a green bunny encircled by a red flame. Connecting the two animals were a white that looked like his capture scarf.

Something itched in the back of his mind. It felt off in a way but for the moment he ignored it. He needed information and this was the best spot to get it. A quick text to Hisashi asked his friend to watch his homeroom class.

With that done he approached the counter. The barista gave him a grin and inquired, "What can I get for you?"

Shouta replied nodding over his shoulder at the door, "Black coffee with two sugars, please. What can you tell me about that boy?"

"Midoriya?" She questioned absent-mindedly, "Honestly not much. I first met him when HOMRA first took him in. Word is that his mother was murdered by a villain. HOMRA took him in when his father abandoned him. Ever since that day he has not left them. Like most members, he is loyal to a fault."

"Do you know his first name?"

She nodded as she replied, "Izuku I believe. Izuku Midoriya."

That was all the information she could give on the teenager. It was enough however that he could start an investigation when he got back to the school.

As he expected both Hizashi and Nemuri cornered him as soon as he returned. They were curious about why he would be late. It wasn't often that he was late beyond a few minutes.

With some well-timed snaps, he was able to get then to back off. He didnt want to get them involved until he was sure about the boy. That would require research.

What he found was alarming. Izuku Midoriya was classified as a missing person but presumed dead. Inko Midoriya had been murdered by an unknown villain in their home when he was just 6 years old. Hisashi Midoriya had taken custody of the child for a short time before he disappeared.

Three months after the murder of his wife Hisashi filed a missing person's report on Izuku. The police searched but there were no signs of the boy. It was as if he disappeared off the face of the earth.

If he was picked up by HOMRA then that would make sense. If Midoriya was part of the fighting then the higher ranking members would protect him until he could protect himself.

Shouta's estimation of his age was right on the mark. Midoriya was 17 almost eighteen now. He had been with HOMRA for over a decade. That would make the bonds thicker than blood. It would also make him one of the first clansmen.

When the mother was murder Mikoto Souh had only been a King for a few months. Would a King mark a child as a clansman was the question. There wasn't enough information to answer it.

In the afternoon he took a nap in preparation for the upcoming evening. He awoken not by his alarm but by his soulmate mark burning like it was on fire. Anger that was not own coursed through his mind.

A moment later his phone went off. An officer said on the other side where explosions could be heard, "Eraserhead! You need to get down to the Southside immediately. Villains have acted HOMRA's base!"

Fuck! Absolutely nothing good could come of this.

Izuku's POV

He ducked behind Mikoto as a blue flamed villain rushed at HOMRA. The heat that his King gave off in response even made members of HOMRA flinch. They were strong and resistant to fire. That did not make them invincible, however.

There wasn't time to hide behind his King. He had a job to do that only he could perform.

Most of the clan were heavy tanks like fighters. There were three who preferred to stay out of the fighting.

One was Anna Kushina. She was the princess of HOMRA. Like Izuku she had been taken in when her family abandoned her. She was born a Strain. Someone who had abilities but they didnt come from a King. She could see the auras of Kings and clansmen. As a second ability given when she became a clansman, she gained a location ability. They thought she had a slight clairvoyance ability but it was hard to tell.

The second was Tatara Totsuka. He was a friend of Mikoto and Izumo before HOMRA was founded. Tatara held the ability to calm the hearts of those around him. In all the years he had known the older man he had never seen him fight. Always using his ability to stop a fight before it truly began.

Finally was Izuku. After his mother was murdered by a villain and his father abandoned him Mikoto took him in. With the help of Izumo and Tatara, he learned what he would in school. Through Mikoto, he learned how to fight.

Unlike the others, Izuku could use his flames in a fight. The difference was that he chose not to. He held the ability of barriers. Drawing runes in blood activated flame barriers. If you did not carry the mark of the Third King then you could not pass through the barrier.

It wasnt a perfect technique. The amount of time it took to create the runes in made him a target. Though he found out if they weren't removed then they could be used multiple times.

There were traps laid all around the bar for just such an event. Still, he had to set extra rune circles. That would make the barriers stronger. It also gave Yata and Rikio time to evacuate the civilians.

As he finished drawing the final rune he sat back on his heels. Blood dripped from his palm onto the ground. To get adequate blood to draw runes with he had to cut open his palm. He activated his red aura cauterizing the wound. Another pink and silver scar appeared on his palm.

Bringing up his wrist he tapped on his watch calling Yata. The younger boy answered, "Yo?"

"Are all the civilians evacuated? The runes are drawn and ready to be activated," he said watching as Izumo's flames struck out at the villains.

The villains were a tag team that he had seen before on the news. One had a size quirk that allowed his body to grow to enormous sizes. The other could shrink whatever they touched. Including organic materials.

It made sense that Izumo was the one fighting him. Izumo used his lighter to attack at long range. He was the strategist of HOMRA.

Yata replied, "All civilians are evacuated. We are ready for a full-on attack. Be ready to raise the barriers. Yata out!"

Izuku shouted disconnecting his phone, "As soon as Yata and Rikio enter the circle I'll activate the barrier! Anyone not suited for this fight fall back and assist the injured civilians!"

"Sir!"

Members of HOMRA sprung into action. The lower members ran towards the villains. They would keep the villains from escaping. The middle-ranked members were leaving the area to assist the civilians.

Two taps to his shoulder signaled that Yata and Rikio were entering the barrier site. A twinge of annoyance went through the back of his mind. It wasn't his own annoyance. This wasnt the time to think about such a thing though. He had to set the barrier.

Izuku put himself on the battle side of the barrier. Cutting open his hand again he placed his bloodied palm on the primary rune circle. A black shadow rushed across the barrier line into the fighting. It was already too late to stop him from activating his aura the circle's flames erupted from them. It formed a barrier of fire.

He shouted above the fighting, "King barrier is set!"

Mikoto only turned to give him a slight nod. Then nonchalantly joined the fight. Even against villains with quirks he never went all out. The only time Izuku ever sees him get serious was against Reisi Munakata.

Reisi and Mikoto fought like cats and dogs. It was because they were order and chaos in terms of their powers. Blue and red Kings were forever destined to clash. No one could say otherwise.

Izuku stood ready to join the fight when he found an unwelcome sight within the barrier. A man in black sweats with a scarf wrapped around his shoulders stood there. Covering his eyes were a pair of yellow goggles.

It took a moment for Izuku to recognize him. It was the man he bumped into at the coffee shop. Those goggles themselves struck a cord within Izuku. They looked just like the one on his soulmate mark.

His mind was racing. They bumped shoulders in the coffee shop. That was when he started feeling emotions that weren't his. The shoulder that he bumped held his soulmate mark.

The man asked watching the fights as they broke out, "What is going on here?"

Izuku pulled a lighter from his pocket as he said, "Villains attacked our home. Without heed of the civilian's homes that line our streets they attacked. Low and middle-ranking members kept them busy while everyone else evacuated civilians. HOMRA may seem like reckless thugs to you, hero but we care for those who cannot defend themselves. The barrier of fire was only set when everyone was gone."

Eyes widened behind the goggles. Izuku could feel the man's surprise and understanding. Everyone looked down upon HOMRA for being a gang of thugs. The lower-ranked members fit that bill more than the higher-ranked.

Outside of fighting with the Blues HOMRA tended to keep to themselves. It was only when one of their own was threatened that they picked fights.

Izuku was startled by a flash of movement that did not belong to the fighters. Just inside the doorway of the bar stood Anna and Tatara.

What in the twelve hells were they doing outside of the bar? Orders were to stay in King's room.

Mikoto snapped, "Midoriya! Protect Totsuka!"

That had him moving ignoring the possibility that he ran into his soulmate.

:No Blood. No Bone. No Ash,: he chanted within his mind.

The tiny embers that lay just beneath the surface of his skin erupted into flames. He didn't need the cadence for setting barriers. If he wanted to fight then he needed the embers ignited into a true flame.

Rushing to Tatara's side he checked on both he and Anna. They were in good health. Simply watching the fight between the clan and the villains.

The lighter in his hands was just like the one Izumo carried. In fact, most of the middle-ranked members and higher had one. It didnt matter if you smoked or not. The lighters carried the mark of HOMRA engraved into the metal.

They were a right of passage for every clansman. After serving the clan for a year each clansman was given a lighter and a pack of cigarettes carrying the mark. They would forever be a reminder. No matter where you went or if their paths strayed from that of the clan. They would forever be apart of HOMRA.

Izuku used him as a long-range weapon. The metal was strong enough to withstand the flames of his King after all. It would be a waste not to use it when he didnt smoke.

Watching the fight play out was just like the others. Misaki Yata the red-haired vanguard attacked using his skateboard for speed and extra power. Both he and Rikio acted as tanks. They hit hard and blocked attacks meant for the King.

Izumo was watching for any sort of opening to land long distant attacks. The stiffness of his posture spoke of the pain he was in. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't even be in the battle but it was all hands on deck with this attack.

And the King... Mikoto was never one to go with any plan other than his own. The man had heat radiating off of him. Nearby metal object began to distort the closer he got to them. The two villains froze as Mikoto closed in on them.

Above their heads was the Red Sword of Damocles in its glory. Their fires were feeding off of its strength. Fires that were nothing in comparison to the King's.

A rough sounding unfamiliar voice said next to him, "So this is the power of a King. I have not seen this up close like this before."

It was the man from the shop. What was he doing following Izuku?

Izuku responded with a growl, "This is just Mikoto toying with them. Only us clansmen are truly giving it our all. We wish to end this before the Blues decide to make an appearance. Who are you?"

The goggle bearing man replied, "I am the underground hero Eraserhead. I've seen the destruction your people cause. It's hard to believe that you would be attacked without provoking it."

"You're just like everyone else," Izuku bit out scathingly, "You only see what we do in the present second. You don't see past that at why we do what we do. Or at what cost..."

A hand closed around his shoulder cutting Izuku off. A pleasantly warm and calming fire went through him. It calmed his anger at the man in front of him.

Looking back he saw the warm light brown eyes of Tatara staring at him. There was a slight shake of the man's head. Izuku took a deep breath to calm his anger.

Heroes were all the same. They looked down upon the clans. Thought so little of them that they were little more than villains. That wasn't the truth, however.

HOMRA took a lot of the blame for people just having fire quirks. It was easier to write off for the police than spending time actually investigating. They didnt deserve that kind of reputation. HOMRA looked after each other. The eyes were family. Sometimes the only family that they could count on.

Tatata said his eyes turning cold in a way that was rarely seen for the soft-spoken blond, "You should not underestimate a clan's determination. Or let what you see on the outside affect your judgment," then something shifted in his face and the Tatara so lover why the clan returned, "Come by the bar sometime. Find out who we really are and what it means to be HOMRA."

There was that gentleness that showed a scared child that there was still good in this world. With his insistence, Izuku was taken in by HOMRA. He became the youngest clansman of the red clan.

Eraserhead huffed and a flash of annoyance went through Izuku. It wasn't his own. The soulmate bond there was no denying it any longer.

Then suddenly the man leaped forward. Using his scarf he attacked the villain that had strayed to close to them. A quick knee to the face and the villain was out cold. It all happened in an instant. If he had not been watching he would have missed it entirely.

The second one who was already pinned to the ground painfully by the vanguards. Yata had his foot planted in the villain's back. The others had his hands tied so that he couldn't getaway.

Mikoto called out, "Brat, take down the barrier. We will hand these two over tonight," Mikoto bent down to growl at the one they had pinned.

It was too far for Izuku to hear but he had an idea. Most likely a threat for them to never return to the city. While not all of it was HOMRA territory they would know if these two came back. If they did they would not survive the second encounter.

Concentrating on the runes he destroyed the primary rune circle. The barrier fell with it. The flames dissipating almost immediately. The buildings and roads were scorched but without any permanent damage.

Almost as soon as they fell the area was swarmed with police, SCEPTER4, and heroes. Choosing to ignore them he went to check on members of his clan. A handful of lower-ranked members had some broken bones but nothing too serious. Izumo was by far the worst off. He tore his stitches in the fighting. Pale he was barely able to remain standing.

As third in command of the clan Izuku began barking orders. That had the ranks moving and taking the injured inside the bar. The uninjured formed a perimeter in order to keep out unwanted guests.

Mikoto and the higher ranking members faced off with SCEPTER4. They were tired from fighting with the two villains but they would stand their ground.

Eraserhead called out, "Heroes stand down," eyes turned towards the man questioning his order, "HOMRA did not start this fight. They were attacked by these villains. As is their right they protected themselves and subdued them."

Police and heroes alike gave them wary looks and a wide berth. The vanguard released the unconscious villain while Eraserhead put cuffs on his. Mikoto aided Izumo back into the bar followed soon by Tatara and Anna.

Izuku stayed to answer the police and heroes' questions as well as those from SCEPTER4. A small smile crossed his face when he caught Reisi glancing at the bar with carefully concealed worry. Only six people knew this but Reisi and Izumo were soulmates. Their soul marks were of the Red and Blue Swords of Damocles circling in harmony. An action very rarely seen in their time.

As much as he disliked the clan itself he would not deny the man information. If it was him he would hope someone would alert him on the changes of his soulmate.

As the heroes and police began to disperse the civilians returned to their homes. Many called out thanks to Izuku and asked him to wish his clan well.

He approached the Blue King cautiously eyeing the stiffening members of SCEPTER4. Reisi held up his hand to stop them from coming any closer then stepped so that he met Izuku halfway. A flash of jealousy went through Izuku but he quashed it knowing it was not his own.

Izuku said with a small smile, "He overextended himself," there was a furrowing of the King's brow as the only sign of his worry, "Don't worry he will be fine in a few days."

There was a near-silent sigh of relief and tension released from the other's shoulders. In a whisper, Reisi said, "Thank you. Look after him and Souh. Those two are always getting into some trouble."

Then he turned and began barking orders. Slowly even SCEPTER4 began to leave. Then only Izuku and Eraserhead were left. With a glare in the man's direction, Izuku turned to head inside the bar.

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Chats: Jo+Anna

(for lexy)

FIRST ONE: When Anna had her cast, and basically is the girls just talking about their sexlives/the guys’ turn ons according to them?!?!

<Jo> Yep yep!

<Jo> Anna and Gray talking and threats on genitalia FTW

<Anna> LOL

<Jo> *feels so bad for Gray and Anna right now*

<Anna> lol

<Anna> the make up sex will be amazing

<Jo> Lol most definitely

<Jo> Gray is trying to get Jo and Grey to fuck currently

<Anna> o.O

<Jo> Because he’s trying to live vicariously through Grey

<Jo> Cause Anna is injured

<Jo> And they are in the midst of needing make up sex

<Anna> *dying*

<Anna> *had not heard this*

<Jo> Lol it was happening last night

<Anna> LOL

<Anna> Gray went from not much sex to getting it with Anna and now he’s back to no sex

<Jo> LOL where as Grey has gone from all the sex to no sex for four months, to once a month-every other month with Jo though its coming up to the two month bracket again.

<Anna> LOL

<Jo> So Gray is trying to get his brother laid since he seemingly has realised he can just go have sex when he wants

<Anna> *crying*

<Jo> XD

<Jo> Its highly amusing

<Anna> I love it

<Jo> Sadly Grey is rejecting suggestions. Though there was a five minute discussion of Gray’s random shouts of “PITY BLOW JOBS” when Grey and Jo talk

<Anna> “you need to get laid..” “why” “because my gf is an idiot and i’m cut off”…“still not explaining why I need to get laid…”

<Jo> Lol accurate

<Anna> I support this

<Jo> lololol I’m pretty sure the only one who doesnt support it is Grey.

<Anna> “you know, you should have sex with Gray”

<Jo> “… What?!”

<Anna> “Grey, you and he should have sex.”

<Jo> “We..do have sex? Sometimes… Occasionally. ….Why are you saying that?” (God misspell almost killed Jo)

<Anna> (crying)

<Anna> *Anna shrugs* “Someone should be getting some around here.”

<Jo> “I cant really disagree with you there, but I’d have thought you’d be seeing just what can and cant be done with what happened to your leg rather than suggesting me and Grey fuck.”

<Anna> “Not sure Gray is talking to me enough right now for the suggestion of sex..”

<Jo> “Oh? Well thats not normal. I’d figure he’d jump at the chance for a lay even if he was mad at you. The hatesex is kind of great, and its a good form of apology really.”

<Jo> (Im going to have to nip off and hcange rooms in a few minutes but I’m keeping saving so we’ll continue when I get back when I do? Cause this is just too amusing.)

<Anna> *Anna snorts* “Not sure if you’ve noticed but Gray and Grey are a lot more a like than they want to admit. He treats me like glass right now. It’s why you and Grey should go for it, see if he’s taken a rougher turn.”

<Anna> (kk!)

<Jo> *Jo bites down on her lip to stop from laughing, nodding* “Okay yeah, theyre sort of alike in that respect. Though I’m pretty sure the rougher turn would be unlikely, he’s still walking on eggshells after a fight of ours among other things - not that I wouldnt welcome it or /anything/ really.”

<Anna> *Anna laughs some* “Take advantage of what turns him on. Like, just do something that pushes his buttons.”

<Anna> (brb fast)

<Jo> (kk!)

<Jo> “Unlike you, I cant really whip out the whips and dirty talk to get an auto-okay.” *Jo grins, shaking her head with a sigh* “I’m still amused youre encouraging this, but I guess I know some things that I could do - though I dont think it’d get the reaction youre thinking”

<Anna> *Anna blushes* “It’s not that easy with Gray but it definatly helps to push his buttons. I mean there isn’t one thing that Grey likes that he can’t resist if you do it?”

<Jo> “Oh really? I’d have thought with how… sex-obsessed he’s been talking lately I would have thought it might be.” *She smiles wider at Anna’s blush before turning reddish herself, smirking wider as she talks* “Theres.. his neck. I guess. I mean, if it can get him in the mood in the middle of a zombie flick, it must be pretty good, right?”

<Anna> “So then just put in his favorite movie and the go for the throat.” *Anna grins at Jo’s own blush with a raised brow.* “And it’s good to know Gray is missing sex.”

<Jo> “I’d think a movie he /doesnt/ like would work better. The potential for being turned down in favor of a lightsabre battle is not something I want to comprehend. Gray keeps suggesting I give his brother pity blowjobs. If he’s trying to get someone else laid, I’d guess he’s blueballing pretty bad.” *Jo rubs at the back of her neck, giving an awkward laugh originally, getting slightly redder*

<Anna> “Oh I’m so glad Gray is easier. I mean, just a lil dirty talk and telling him how I want to be f…erm..what I want to try and he’s pretty much ready to go.” *Anna looks away trying to not smirk at the thought of Gray telling Jo to give Grey pity blowjobs* “And I would have to hurt him if I was ever passed over for a movie.”

<Jo> “Like I say, it’s pretty much the neck, no talking required. Though I guess I could understand turning up sex for the trash compactor scene.” *Jo laughs, obviously joking before giving Anna a curious look* “So I guess you tend to suggest a fair few ideas? Anything unexpectedly good?”

<Anna> “Well, turn the movie on, let him find it, sit down watching and then attack the neck from behind.” *Anna runs her hand through her hair and she just gives a small shrug.* “Well, there’s been some good ones. I kind of spent the day reading smut stories to learn how to talk dirty because that isn’t something we are taught you know as an angel.”

<Jo> “Generally we just end up curled up on the couch with a movie, its not to hard to just turn my head if I want to actually.” *Anna explaining her reading up makes Jo snicker* “Dirty talk is not that hard, though I guess maybe for you.. Those things are good for ideas though.”

<Anna> *Anna just gives Jo a dirty look but then grins* “Oh shut up I wasn’t born or raised in a barn..or bar in your case and even as a human it was a church. I think that’s why he likes it so much.”

<Jo> “Naughty catholic girl. …You haven’t tried out schoolgirl outfits on him yet have you, because I think that might break him.” *Jo continues snickering, pinning Anna with a curious look*

<Anna> *Anna blinks having never thought of that and then grins blushing* “Not yet but I just might now, any chance you could get one for me? And one for yourself, we could see what they do if we both show up in them.”

<Jo> *Jo flushes brightly, shaking her head at Anna rapidly* “No! No no, I.. this has been a discussion before in jest, and just no. Mainly because while I’m sure Gray would be distracted by the appeal of it, Grey can do a disturbingly good looking teacher act. But I could find one for you, easy.”

<Anna> “Oh come on. You with your hair up in pigtails could easily be bend over Grey’s lap.” *Anna is starting to laugh as she can’t get the mental image out of her mind now. “I’m sure you could think of a hundred things you’ve done to be a bad girl.”

<Jo> *If it were possible she was sure she was blushing more, tryng not to laugh at Anna’s comments as the image pops into her head* “You’re saying that like you wouldnt just be eaten up even quicker by Gray if you showed up in braids and some red tartan skirt, white shirt and a tie he could wrap your wrists in. That, and he wouldn’t play along, just go right for your panties.”

<Anna> “Who would be wearing panties?” *Anna chokes on her laughter as she wipes her face, eyes starting to water as she laughs.* “Oh hell..How did we get to talking about this again? I mean you and Grey are the ones needing to get laid. What about naughty secretery? White button up shirt, black pencil skirt, heels, no bra and your hair up in a bun?”

<Jo> “Easy, you and Gray have a lot more sex, even when you’re fighting!” *Jo rubs at her cheeks, feeling like they were almost on fire as she looks back at Anna with a grin and a shake of her head* “I think I’d have better luck walking about in a Superman tshirt and nothing else, honestly. Though I should probably invest in some /actual/ lingerie some day.”

<Anna> “So then awkard nerd? There’s a halloween shop in town I’m sure you can find the Princess Leia slave bikini.” *Anna is trying hard to say this is a straight face and she’s failing miserably as she holds her stomach nearly doubling over in laughter at this point.*

<Jo> *Jo lets out a squeak of laughter before shoving her hand across her mouth, shaking her head as Anna cracks up* “Oh god! You didn’t get that from turning down for a jedi fight?! Still, lord, I don’t think there is any place but a convention that anyone could pull that off.”

<Anna> “Or maybe you could be his communications officer and he could be your captain.” *Anna lays back in the bed, she can’t breath now as Jo squeeks and talks about being turned down for a jedi fight.* “It’s a convention for two in your bedroom..”

<Jo> *If she wasnt already laughing, Jo was certain she would be at that, clutching onto the end of the bed to keep herself upright* “This is where you start making Billie Piper jokes and suggest painting the bedroom doorway blue as well.”

<Anna> *Anna puts her hand over her mouth, she’s trying to not scream the mental image of Grey and Jo playing Doctor hits her.* “I dare you get to a vibrator and tell Grey he forgot his sonic screwdriver.*

<Jo> *Its what cracks her, dropping to her knees and clutching her ribs as she laughs, before clawing her way to stand after a thought comes to her* "I guess I know what his Tardis is then - cause it’s bigger on the inside of his pants.”

<Anna> *Anna can feel the tears running down her face as she laughs. She wants to ask if that’s the control stick and did he have to press as many button on her as he did the Tardis to get a rise but she can’t make the words form around the laughter.*

<Jo> *It takes a few minutes before Jo has control enough of herself to be able to breathe properly, wiping at her eyes* “Okay, so… I should work on my english accent and find you a schoolgirl outfit.” *she swallows down a laugh as she speak, still rubbing at her eyes and gasping for breath occasionally*

<Anna> “Yes.” *Anna is slowly starting to get her breath and she’s sure her face is as red as Jo’s face right now.*

<Jo> *Stiffling herself from laughing again, Jo cocks a hip to the side and gives Anna and her casted leg a look* “Maybe a cheerleader outfit would work better, claim you got a sports injury.”

<Anna> *Anna looks down at the hard cast they put on her yesterday and she shakes her head.* “I was thinking more of telling him I had been a bad girl and needed to go to the principles office.” *Once again she’s in a fit of giggles.*

<Jo> “Watch out, he might think about bringing in corporal punishment on your unpantied ass.” *Jo gives a snicker, covering her mouth with a hand*

<Anna> *Anna tries to say something but the nurse comes in giving both girls a look, having heard the last part of Jo’s conversation, saying Anna can do whatever she wants as long as she doesn’t put any weight on that leg and Anna pulls the pillow over her head dying*

<Jo> *Jo waits until the woman is out of the room before saying offhandedly* “Pretty sure being on someone’s lap counts as not putting weight down”

<Anna> *Anna snorts laughing* “On…Across..same difference right?”

<Jo> “Across is a lot more comfortable in that situation” *Smirking slightly, Jo waggles an eyebrow at Anna*

<Anna> “Don’t you have to go pick out a zombie movie and molest a neck?” *Anna grins shooing Jo off, getting her composure back as she smiles, glad for Jo being here*

<Jo> *Jo laughs, pulling a slightly smug face and shrugging a shoulder* “I’ll let you know how it goes then. Try not to spoil the treat until I can get you the props, Anna, or else you really will have been a naughty, naughty girl.”

<Anna> “Oh go get laid!” *Anna laughs as Jo leaves, missing Gray and hoping he won’t treat her like she will break when she gets out.“

SECOND ONE: Jo and Grey had hooked up and then Jo annoyed Anna to death

<Anna> Anna is now …grumbling…

<Jo> Oh..?

<Anna> “well I’m glad someone finally got some” /sarcasm

<Jo> “You were all for it, don’t go bitchin’ cause I get laid and you don’t. I fully support your right to fuck too though” headdeskingatJoandherhappymood

<Anna> *Anna looks at Jo’s perky attitude this morning and shakes her head.* “I almost think I prefer Ruby and that scalpel.”

<Jo> “You say that, but you really don’t mean that.” *Jo smiles back at Anna widely* “That’s going to suck for a long while, while this is just going to be painful til you get some too. Which might be a while.”

<Anna> “Oh shut up..I’ve already tried and been shut down.” *Anna rolls her eyes at the fact this is the best mood that Jo’s been in for ages.*

<Jo> “/That/ sucks. Seriously, I know exactly how bad that sucks.” *Attempting to look sincerely sorry for the other was hard as she keeps trying to smile from the lack of tension and stress running through her* “I’m surprised though really.”

<Anna> *Anna watches Jo’s attempt and fail at a serious expression and she rolls her eyes with shake of her head.* “Tell Grey he’s bad for your poker face.”

<Jo> “Oh come off, I’m not really trying.” *Jo snorts, covering her mouth with a hand before quirking an eyebrow upward* “I’m sure you would have as hard a time as I am in my position.”

<Anna> “Uh huh, right now you couldn’t bluff your way out of a game with a blind man.” *Anna chuckles watching Jo, amusing now at the snort.*

<Jo> *Jo shakes her head in embarrassment before laughing* “Yeah okay, shut up, it’d been a while okay?”

<Anna> “And just what position was you in that put you in that good a mood?” *Anna sits back crossing her arms over her chest watching Jo*

<Jo> “Lets say, I was a little shocked I could get out of bed on my own two feet. We bested our record of.. well, you know.” *Biting down on her lip and waggling an eyebrow, Jo smiles back at the other*

<Anna> *Anna can’t help but hate Jo right now a bit as she laughs.* “Well I’m glad someone got something around here. If I didn’t think it would just piss him off I would circle the bed in iron till Gray gets it through his head he isn’t going too break me.”

<Jo> “I’d offer to help beating that over his head, but I’m pretty sure my own mood and the fact he generally wants to kill me might make that a little hard” *Jo laughs along, reaching to rub at the back of her neck with one hand*

<Anna> “Yes because if he takes his sexual frustrations out on your ass..I am never getting laid again.” *Anna sits there still sulking some but enjoying Jo’s good mood.*

<Jo> “If anything, I think talking to me might make him more frustrated from the kind of no-kill warning .” *Shrugging a shoulder, Jo moves around to the other side of the bed, hopping into the furthest corner down near Anna’s feet* “I could always go hurry up that schoolgirl outfit for you. Claim that he should punish you for running off?”

<Anna> *Anna can’t help but turn red but it might get Gray motivated.* “Yes you should, because if that doesn’t get him then I’m doomed."And then I can blame it all one you when he gets over it.” *Anna sits up shaking her head at Jo.* “Because you’re such a bad influence on me. Coming over and telling me of your sexual conquest.”

<Jo> “You’re going to blame me for your sex life to his face? That might be a few extra spanks.” *Jo lets out a loud laugh, shaking her head and brushing her hair back over her shoulder* “I dont think I needed to even say anything. Like you say, he ruined my pokerface and if that didn’t work I’m sure I have a hickey or two or something like it somewhere. Maybe. I don’t know, Grey doesn’t like marking”

<Anna> “I don’t think what Gray does would be considered hickies.* "Anna chuckles, knowing how much her boy likes to bite. "So is Grey a biter too? Or is that just Gray?”

<Jo> “No, what your guy does is /definitely/ not considered hickies.” *Shifting in her spot, she rubs a hand against her neck, grinning back at Anna* “And no, not in the same way at all but theres definitely teeth action in some spots.”

<Anna> *Anna laughs* “Good think Ellen is a few states over then, you don’t have to worry about covering them up around your mom.”

<Jo> “They’re not exactly anywhere that would be visible unless I was walking around without pants.” *Jo’s grin widens out into a smirk, almost laughing again*

<Anna> “And with you that is a total possibility.” *Anna laughs* “

<Jo> "Possible, but unlikely. ‘least without my being able to cover them with a shirt until I could get the pants back on.”

<Anna> “You know I did notice you walking a lil funny when you came in. Gimped through sex, that’s an achievement Joanna Beth.” *Anna teases her smirking*

<Jo> *Jo flushes brightly, crossing her legs under herself with an attempt at a pissy look* “Like I say, we beat our record. Grey has a thing about one upping himself, which I really am never going to discourage if thats what happens.”

<Anna> *Anna laughs and she sits up more smirking at Jo with an evil amusement.* “I can’t wait till he tries to beat a 24 hour record then because then I’ll know not to panic when you come in a week later walking bowlegged”

<Jo> “He says we can’t just stay in bed because of chaffing, so I’m hoping that’d stop the bowleggedness. Maybe.” *Jo ducks her head down, rubbing a hand against her inner thigh where she can already feel a slightly sore bruise coming through* “Either that, or I’ll just say in bed until the walk is back to normal.”

<Anna> “There maybe nothing normal ever again about your walk if Grey continues a life of beating his own records.” *Anna’s enjoying this far more than she wants to admit, watching Jo look uncomfortable.* “I’m glad Gray doesn’t have that quirk.”

<Jo> “Ah, but not all of what we do will effect my walking, Anna. I’m not the only one who’ll get on my knees.” *Jo flushes brightly, smiling wickedly as she says it knowing Anna’ll probably make a comment but not really caring* “I’ll take getting pleased more and more over what kinks Gray /does/ have.”

<Anna> *Anna raises a brow at Jo and shrugs* “It may not all be just /his/ kinks. And while he might not get on his knees..he’s very good with other parts of his body.” *Running a hand through her hair she looks at the time* “So how soon can you ahve that outfit here?”

<Jo> “Preaching to the choir, Anna.” *Jo shakes her head, looking at Anna curiously before laughing* “I could get it today if I had the right incentive to do so, like you say, there is a costume shop further in city.”

<Anna> *Anna can’t believe she’s saying this but needs to snap Gray out of this mentality that she’s glass right now.* “And just what is the right incentive?”

<Jo> “You tell him I need to speak with him /without/ him laying a hand on me, and I’ll go pick you up one. I have something I need to discuss with him.” *Jo shrugs a shoulder, smiling slightly at Anna actually asking and feeling sort of bad for her through the happy haze*

<Anna> “I’ll tell him but what are you wanting to talk to him about?” *Anna looks curously at Jo, wondering what the other woman could want to say to Gray.“

<Jo> *Shaking her head, Jo pulls a slight face before running a hand through her hair* "Nothing too important, just a follow up to a conversation we had a while ago.”

<Anna> “Uh huh. Just don’t kill each other.” *Anna runs her hand through her hair, she trusts them both but she doesn’t want the fragile peace to end.*

<Jo> “Well, I’ll go get that for you, I’ll get Sophie to bring it up so you can get ready in peace without him potentially popping in on me around, yeah?” *Jo hops up of the bed, wincing slightly to herself before grinning brightly* “You just remember to ask that somewhere in there, okay?”

<Anna> “Anna laughs watching Jo move awkwardly without her usual grace* "Uh huh, and you might want to go soak in a hot tub or you won’t make a second round anytime in the next few weeks.”

<Jo> “I’ll keep that in mind.” *Jo rubs the back of her neck in embarrassment before ducking out the door heading out to keep her end of the bargain with a laugh*

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Inky Terrors Of The Past Chapter 5 Part 1- The Last Stop

A.N: after a long wait, hopefully you all have been patient, bless you all for waiting this long, i plan to make more than one part to this i don't know how long maybe about 3 parts but anywhos, im glad you all waited for this, so without further to do enjoy chapter 5 of inky terrors of the past! [alsopleasedon'tmindthefactthatinthisonealphadoesn'thavehisglowingete,thatwasmadewhenididintthoughtoftheidea] and oof- i hope you all will enjoy reading this, i plan to make more of my au someday but for now enjoy these three parts of inky terrors of the past on halloween! also before i forget corr belongs to @core4lost that's all as always send me your feedback and let me know if i misspelled anything in this! [also this will be kept under a read more option, same with the other 2 parts cause of how long i made them, even part 3

Jess looked out the window of the lodge as she makes a sigh it has been so long since she last saw her father when he went to the studios she was worried sick it's almost been a month as she makes a sigh and walked away from the window and back upstairs she went onto her bed and stared at a picture of her and Henry as she sighs "Dad.... where are you?..." she said sighing as she tries to fall asleep. meanwhile back in the studios the ink demon was wandering about doing his daily patrol of the day as his new eye scanned the area as it slowly dimmed up and down trying to see if there was anything hiding, the ink demon makes a snort as there doesn't seem to be any as the ink demon turned around to open up a ink portal but his horns perked up overhearing a conversation as curiously filled the ink demon as he made sure his inky aura wasn't up as he followed the sounds to the safe room listening in to the conversation "how can you be so sure this is the way out old man?" he heard the projectionst say as the ink demon grew more interested and listened in some more. Henry sighed "look I know you have doubts but me and bendy looked over this map and the areas every time and we're both certain this is the only way out, through the lift" he said as Lacie sighed "Henry the way over there is littered with searchers, raptors, and butcher clones, not to mention that is in ink demon territory" she said as the retired animator groaned "look you got a better plan?!? or would you rather risk going the long way which is pass joey's office!" he said snapping as the others backed off as the retired animator signed a bit and explained over the plan once more "alright so here's the plan once more, half of you will go here, towards the more safer path and take the stairs up to the nearest elevator" he said pointing to said directions "well me, bendy, and possibly Boris and Alice will go here in the ink demon territory to turn the elevator on which is pass Joey's office, from there if we don't report back in 280 hours" he said using military time for this part "then leave without us" he said as Norman makes a displeased click "henry, we just got you back and now your talking *bzzzpt* like you might die or something" he said as Henry frowned as Norman realized "oh" he said shutting up now as suprisally none noticed that bendy hadn't said a word since Henry spoke about the plan. corr noticed how tensed the hooded demon seems to be almost as if he knew something was going to happen and later on he would be right something was gonna happen... And it wasn't going to be friendly. Corr tugged on bendy's hoodie as the demon snapped out of his trance, looking down at corr "hey y-you okay??" He asked him as bendy only smiled in both a reassuring manner and a nervous manner "y..yeah I'm alright just thinking" he said as corr nodded he knew something else was up but he decided not to question more about it as they listened to Henry's plan, the ink demon heard enough as he silently snorted and wandered off. 10 minutes passed after that as bendy was getting Susan up as Henry looked around for that inky dog "must of ran off..." He said sighing he was planning on taking that dog home too but looks like that was out of the question, Susan makes a short snort as she got up as she makes a yawn as bendy chuckled a bit "come on girl, time for you to get outta here with us" he said as Susan only merely nodded emitting a soft grunt as she got up Henry asked everyone if they were all ready to go which they all said yes as Henry looked at bendy "well bud, you ready to finally make it out of here?" He asked as bendy nodded with a forced smile "y...yeah I'm ready, let's get outta here alright old man?" he said as the retired animator nodded "yeah, come on everyone" he said as the entire group starts to head off. the group keeps walking as Henry and bendy glanced around at things they saw during their time down here from surviving against the ink demon a lot of times, to clearing out a theater full of searchers and raptors, to fending off an dragon like creature three times and most of all, to working together they all faced some pretty bad hardship in their times but hopefully they all prayed that no more trouble will come their way, though they all knew that it won't be that easy. they stopped at the clearing as they were two ways, Henry told Lacie, Norman, Susan, corr and the butcher gang to head the left way as that was the path the group needs to go as he, bendy, boris and Alice will make their way through the ink demon's territory, the others nodded as they went their separate ways, save for corr who looked around before going after Henry and bendy and the other two toons as he was a curious little bunch and he wanted to make sure they did'int hurt the ink demon. bendy felt corr running up next to him as the demon silently sighed but gave a soft smile to corr as the group walks on alice looks at henry with a stern look "henry... why are we here? in the ink demon's territory?" she asked him as the retired animator ponders at that he already told them all this was the only way. he looked at her and said "the ink demon has something we need.... im going after him" he said as corr stares a bit sad that henry still holds a grudge to the ink demon but he sighed and followed the others as they walked on, later on the group arrived in a almost big clearing similar to the area where Henry and bendy encountered the huge searcher aka the fallen Alice, they looked around ad there were pairs of glowing eyes watching them, either ink snake raptors or lost ones, they decided against it and kept on moving, eventually they had arrived in a huge tunnel like area and Henry notices a small axe like weapon, a hatchet. Boris grabs the hatchet and tires it out a few times before. nodding slightly, the group turning on the makeshift boat as they venture into the dark abyss, halfway throughout the ride they were ambushed by a giant arm like hand, despite boris and alice's efforts, they had to keep moving on the boat, eventually the hand left them alone as they made it out of the tunnel as the boat led them to almost ghost like town underneath the studio, henry stares, confused by that as they got off, as they went to the center of the town. Boris suggested they should search the houses, alice agrees and takes corr with them despite the small demon's pleads as he pouts, henry and bendy looked at eachother "so, what now?" the toon asked as henry shrugged "first thing's first, let's find a way out of this town" he said as bendy nodded "sure thing!" he said as they keep walking, until they stopped when he saw the boards breaking a bit from a boarded up room "huh? what is..." bendy turns to his inked state as he slightly hisses "HENRY.....WAI-" the inked demon got cut off as the boards get chopped off "B E T R A Y E D!" a distorted voice said outloud as someone ran out of the boarded up room having a similar brown supsenders, along with a ripped blue like shirt, and a beast like mask, though despite the height and distorted voice henry knew who that was, his eyes widen "..h.....harold?" he said as the ink corrupted man stops as if pondering at the name before glaring "YOU! YOU ABANONDED ME! LEFT ME TO... TO ROT! ALL BECAUSE OF THAT DEMON EATING ME!" he said as henry and bendy both looked at eachother "h-harold! please calm down he wasnt himself yo-" the ink turned man snarls, his beast like mask opening "LIES! ALL OF THEM! OUR L O R D GAVE ME LIFE AGAIN, AND I PLAN TO USE IT... TO..... CHOP... B O T H OF YOU IN PIECES!" harold snarled out as he ran at them with the axe, henry pulling out his own axe as he and bendy were forced to fight him but he was tough, even when bendy had to use his own raged inked state to even the odds but harold seems to know his weakness. He grabs a holy cross from his pocket and jabs it on bendy's forehead as the inked demon roars out in pain and screeches, swatting away harold as the demon fell to the ground screeching in pain as harold rubs his head making sure his mask was still there as he grips onto the axe, going over to the downed inked demon before henry had enough "HAROLD STOP!" he said, bashing his axe so hard like a baseball bat it broke, but it did cause harold's mask to fall off as the man screeches "N-NO! DON'T LOOK AT ME! S-STAY AWAY!!" he said running and stopping at one of the stairs, shivering as he cowered his face, henry pulled the cross out of bendy's forehead as the cross caused the demon so much energy already he had to turn back to his toon form to avoid losing more energy. henry looks over at harold and goes in front of him, staring at him cowerding, he didint know why but he felt pity for him he was his brother and now look at him, his soul wasnt at rest anymore, he reached his hand out to gently comfort him, before henry almost gasped, being grabbed as he was lifted up as he saw the face of his now maskless brother, his entire face was almost covered in ink, only one eye remained and it was almost similar to those wandering cutout eyes, that was the only thing that remained of him "i though you would saved me! freed me from this hell when you came back henry! but… now…. I’LL FREE YOU NOW!” harold said growling as henry struggled “h-harold wait do- urk!” he was slammed to the ground by harold as he picked up the axe “I WILL FREE YOU FROM THIS PLACE, WITH YOUR HEAD MOUNTED ON OUR LORD’S THRONE!” harold started twitching as henry didint even notice someone coming over slowly “HAROLD PLEASE DON’T-” he was cut off by harold tsking at him with his fingers “SheEp… SheEp…. S H E E P! IT’S TIME FOR YOU T O” he said, lifting the axe up as henry stares tears rolling down his eyes as he tries one last time “HAROLD-” before he could say anymore harold screeches out yelling "S L E E P!" he said as henry finally notices and yells out "LOOK OUT-" he was too late, boris slammed the axe on harold's head as the corrupted ink turned man screeches, falling beside henry as the retired animator stares, horrofied, relief, but sad, all at the same time "t...thank you...... brother..." he said, smiling sadly at henry as the ink melted away from him "s....see you.... on the other side..." he melted away, his soul dissapearing somewhere else. henry looks over at bendy whacking the hatchet on his hand a bit before handing henry the axe, he takes it nodding his thanks "thank you boris... i... i just wished there was a way we could of saved him..." he said as boris nodded, whining a bit "henry!" corr said running up to him and hugging his legs as bendy got up, looking around "hey wait.... didint sammy build this lace?" he said as alice's eyes widden "yes... after he died... the ink demon must of revived harold to keep this place guar-" the others all looked at eachother "you don't think..." henry said as the others did'int know what the answer was but... now they do. their answers were lost ones as a whole almost horde of them were in this room, Henry and bendy looked around as they weren’t too bothered by them, although Alice and boris were a little creeped out as the angel gripped onto her sword as boris gripped on his gent pipe. the horde of lost ones then somehow start to get closer to them as bendy’s aura darkened a bit as he gave a warning hiss to the horde but they did'int seem to listen, alice quickly pointed and yelled “we have trouble up ahead!” she said as both Henry and bendy’s eyes widen as they looked up to see the ink demon on top of a balcony watching them, the lost ones also looked up as corr makes a gulp and tries to talk some sense into the ink demon “h-hey?! come on we just wanna get outta here please?! tell the lost ones to go away!” the small demon said to the ink demon as the ink demon looked down focusing on corr as his eye dims a bit as it looks down at alice and boris and then the lost ones as the ink demon seems to lift up his fingers and snapped them, and the lost ones’s eyes glowed a bright orange like red as all hell breaks loose now. The first lost one screeches and ran up to alice who quickly slashes it’s chest hard with her sword as boris bashed another lost one’s head in with his gent pipe as henry and bendy and corr sort of ran off mostly corr as he did’int want to hurt the lost ones, the fight was brutal as both alice and boris were being attacked nonstop by the lost ones as bendy snarled and turns into his inked state about to go and destroy the lost ones when henry pulled him back “bendy no!” he said as alice yells as she was slashed on her back by a lost one “alice!” boris said as he kicks off a lost one and ran over only to get pinned down by another lost one as henry had enough he told bendy to stay put with corr as he rushes in he closes his eyes as he brings his axe down at the lost one that was attacking alice saying “im sorry…” to it as the lost one screeched out in pain from the blow and was quickly killed by alice as the retired animator and the rebel angel started to fight the lost ones as boris was handling his own group of lost ones, the ink demon watches with a blank stare as he looks down at the carnage that was happening. as the fight went on alice showed signs of exhaustion as she was battered, wounded and sliced up from the lost one’s attacks as only a few more were left as boris panted as he dodged one lost one and gets pinned by another one, henry pulled out his gun and shot the lost one that was on the wolf as it fell down with a thud as a mutated lost one was going for henry from behind, alice notices and ran yelling out henry’s name as she pushes henry out of the way as the mutant lost one mauls her instead as the angel lets out a scream of pain. bendy stared in shock and now in anger as he roars loudly and ran attacking the mutant lost one as he bashes the lost one’s head in repeatedly as he went apeshit on it as boris stared in shock as the angel fell to the floor as henry also stares in shock, corr had his mouth covered with inky tears going down his eyes, the ink demon snarled and snapped his fingers causing the remaining lost ones to retreat as boris setted alice down on a pillar as bendy ran over now back in his toon form as he shakes alice “alice?! come on are you okay??!?!?! please answer me!” he said as the angel’s eyes weakly open as she gives the demon a small smile before she plops against the wall as bendy stares as inky tears dripped down from his eyes as henry looked and glared as he saw the ink demon going away he yelled out “HEY YOU! WHERE DO YOU THINK YOUR GOING YOU SON OF A BITCH!” the retired animator yelled out as the ink demon looked at him before going away still as henry transformed into his toon form in a feat of rage as he chased after the ink demon leaving bendy and corr alone with boris. bendy looked back to see henry was running as he told corr to stay with boris as he looked at alice who looked back weakly "a-a-l i-i" he was cut off by her kissing him on the lips as he was shocked "don't, go on.... go protect that old man of ours" she said with a slight smile as bendy looked at boris and nodded as the wolf nods as corr hugs bendy "please be safe.. i don't want to lose you too.." he said as the hooded demon smiled softly and patted his head "corr, it's me, im not one to give up so easily" he said as he nods as bendy ran off to find henry. meanwhile with henry however he wasn't having the grandest of times it seems the ink demon proven to be more stronger than he though as he dodges most of henry's attacks and henry could barley have time to even attack as the toon turned animator struggled to stay up as he stumbles holding his chest as his eyes flared more orange and then into red as the ink demon noticed and snarled running up to make sure he doesn't transform but henry quickly dodged transforming into his monstrous version of his toon self as it roared and attacked the ink demon now he had the upper hand as the ink demon was slammed into the ground and onto the walls mutiple times. as the monstrous malformed toon turned animator readies to strike again the ink demon snarls and impales henry and slams him into the wall causing a massive crack as the monstrous toon roars out in pain and gets slashed hard across the cheek as he was kicked to the wall as he turned back to his toon self he got up struggling as he held his fists up the ink demon snorted and made his way over and grabbed henry by the bowtie and lifted him up snarling lowly as he raises his claws to finish him off. just then a loud snarl was heard as bendy in his inked state lunged onto the ink demon knocking him over as the two started to claw at eachother as the ink demon kicks bendy off of him growling as the 7 foot tall inked demon snarls and quickly got up growling as the two size eachother up, due to the ink demon's new upgrade he was a lot taller now than he was before and a lot more stronger as his glowing eye glared onto the inked toon as henry soon came up his axe in hand as the ink demon looked at the both of them and it's grin widen as it roars loudly at the two as henry and bendy ran at the ink demon attacking it with all they got despite that henry quickly got downed by a gash to the cheek and a kick to the floor as the inked demon snarls and ran at the ink demon but was uppercutted by it as bendy snarled and tried again but was impaled right through the heart almost as he stumbled holding his chest wheezing a bit as he snarls lowly and was about to try again but he was punched hard by the cheek by the ink demon as he stumbles before being slashed on the back as he emitted a loud roar and was slammed to the wall as the inked demon felt something stomping his chest as he glares at the ink demon who snarled as he raises his claws. a shot rang out as the ink demon snarls in surprise as he felt ink dripping and oozing from the side of his face as henry did'int go down yet the toon turned animator had his shotgun out as he glared at the damn beast. the ink demon slowly turned his head at henry the wound healing in seconds as he stares in shock slowly starting to back away as the ink demon made his way towards him but bendy still in his inked state tried one more time to attack but he was elbowed to the chest hard by the ink demon as he coughs up ink and knelt down before before kicked by the face as he plops on his back as the ink demon snarls and reacted when another shot rang out to his ribcage as he snarls and starts to make his way to henry who kept shooting at him trying to slow down the ink demon as henry felt his gun soon got jammed as he growled in annoyance and turned his arm into a axe arm as he tries to strike at the ink demon who deflected it and henry was punched across the face by the ink demon's gloved hand as he stumbles before being charged into the wall as henry almost had ink come out of his mouth as he was grabbed by the ink demon as he was lifted up he struggles to get out of the ink demon's grasp. the inked demon snarls and as he got back up running to him as the ink demon notices before growling throwing henry away and running at him and punching him so hard the inked toon felt the life drained out of him as he was turned back to his toon form now as he coughs and stumbles his wounds too much for him to handle as he was flickered to the ground by the ink demon's claws as he got back up again but he was so tired and wounded as the hooded demon coughed as he stumbled and fell to the ground as he held his side as the ink demon chuckled darkly “DiD yOu HoNEsTy ThInK YoU cOuLD sAvE hEnrY?” he said now holding up the wounded and nearly passed out old man that had just used up his toon form “An ShaMe aNd eVeN aFteR aLl ThaT TiME I tHOuGht BeINg NICe WouLd MAkE YoU GivE hIm tO Me But No, aLWaY hAve To USe ForCe IT sEeMS” he said as he pinned henry to the wall. bendy struggled to get up buth e could’nt he could’nt do anything he did’int want to use his powers not since the rampage but he had to he has to try. he tried again the ink oozing from his wounds was making it painful as the ink demon noticed and growled dropping henry again “tRyInG To tRaNSForM aGaIn?” He went over and kicked him towards the floor “nOT” he grabbed and slammed the demon on the barrel “GoNnA” he thrown the demon towards the wall making the little toon crash through it “hApPeN” he said as he grumbled and snorted before looking back to see henry trying to get up. the ink demon smirked and limped over and lifted him by the collar. bendy struggled to get up as he fell back down he couldn’t move anymore he was broken. the ink demon damaged him so much that his body cant heal in time he whimpered as he failed henry and the others he felt something thumping. his own heart and his body started to glow. he tried standing up but fell again. suddenly he heard an few rumbled as he turned around to see shawn just as they burried him. as a melted malformed verison of bendy with a crooked smile. it lurched and morphed it’s ink into bendy’s as the demon wanted to scream but nothing came out. henry coughed as he tries again to get out of the ink demon’s grip. the skeletal like creature made an wheezing like laughter as his unmoving smile grew “NoW, Whe-” he stopped when he felt an huge burst of energy. he turned around and froze as he dropped henry. the retired animator stared before his eyes widen in shock. bendy stood in his unstable form growling darkly as the ink demon felt fear rushed through him. the true ink demon was back and it was angry. henry wasted no time in trying to run as before the ink demon could do anything he was met with a punch to the face as bendy snarled loudly beating on his own chest similar to a gorilla as the unstable demon roared loudly at the ink demon and lunged as the ink demon snarled and lunged back the two engaging in a deadly fight. the ink demon snarls as he was thrashed, slammed, rammed, and even tossed around like a ragdoll as the true ink demon held nothing back as he went apeshit crazy on the ink demon as he tried fighting back but to no avail, the ink demon snarls and rams his claws at where the true ink demon's eye was as he snarled out in pain and swatted away the ink demon as he stumbles roaring in anger before the ink demon could recover he was bashed to the wall several times before he gets crashed into it as the two fell into a large clearing in the studio as they both got up as the ink demon snarled and snapped his fingers as hordes of butcher gang clones appeared and surrounded the unstable demon as the large beast roared out and attacked the clones as they attacked back as the ink demon sturggles to get out of the room he did'int even make it one step up as he was grabbed and quickly flung towards the ceiling as the unstable demon was still attacking the clones as he snarls and attacks the ink demon once more the two falling into another room as the ink demon quickly got up but was punched hard to the floor a couple feet away as the ink demon snarls having enough as he starts to form his outer layer of inky armor as he now was dripping ink everywhere as he snarls loudly at the true ink demon who snarls back as they ran at eachother in a rage of fury as round 2 of their fight has begun. henry stopped when he heard the two loud roars of the ink demons fighting as the retired animator quicken his pace hoping he wasn't too late, corr and the others also heard the roar as the small demon looked worried but norman assured him that everything's gonna be fine. sammy and lacie were helping alice walk as boris was trying to keep the butcher gang calm. susan stares off into the direction the sound came from and simply grunted a bit. meanwhile back with the fight the ink demon was losing, he was thrown to the wall as he grunted and stood up as he saw the true ink demon charging at him like a bull as he quickly dodges as the true ink demon hitted his head on the wall as he snarls in annoyance and stumbles about as the ink demon lunged as he started clawing and stabbing at the true ink demon as the unstable demon roars and tries many times to get the ink demon off of him he succeeded when the ink demon got too cocky as he was grabbed and slammed to the ground as the ink demon coughs as he was then kicked towards the wall as he snarls and wheezes in pain as he got up holding his chest as even his outer layer of inky armor seemed to cant withstand the true ink demon's wrath he snarled "AlRiGhT fIne.... No MoRe hOlDiNg bAcK..." he said as he transform into his corrupted state as the true ink demon huffed and snarled as he too started shifting and turning into a more animalistic and beastly version of his unstable form, growing about 24 feet tall, with monstrous like features having curved horns and his second pair of horns growing a by a few more inches, a streak started to run down his neck all the way to his tail as his spines grew more and his claws almost replace his fingers, he seems to form glowing orange crimson like eyes as his fangs enlarged and shifted to fit into his now almost gator and dinosaurin like mouth and snout, he seems to grow a similar sickle like toe to the raptors as the ink demon knew what form that demon just turned himself into, he turned into a demonic state of the demon's unstable form as the monster huffed and hissed not caring that his seals were burning him as he had enough with the ink demon he was going to make him pay once and for all as the two roared loudly as they charged at eachother, round 3 has begun for them as the true ink demon striked first headbutting the ink demon as he was flung to the air but caught himself as he snarls and ran up and slashed the demonic demon repeatedly as he snarls in annoyance and kicked him off as he charged as the 9'11 foot tall corrupted ink demon dodges and attacks again the two fighting like rabid animals. henry stops to get his barings as he studies the destroyed rooms that the two demons crashed through as he hears a loud echoing roar as he snaps his head and quickly starts again to run. the demonic demon snarls as he held where his heart was he groans as he was slowly starting to feel the seals as both he and the ink demon were full of cuts, gashes, bruises and even bite marks as the corrupted ink demon made a weak growl with a chuckle "W--wHaT's THE mAtTEr? t-TireD aLrEaDy? i WaS jUsT WArmInG uP" he said coughing as he again ran at him but demonic demon did'int dodge as he was slashed into the chest as he felt the ink demon trying to take out his heart he roared loudly and stabbed the ink demon with his tail slamming him on the ground more than 20 times before throwing him at a ink spear as he was impaled the ink demon roaring out in pain from that as he yanked himself out as he held his chest growling as he barley looked up before he was impaled by the demonic demon's hand as he almost threw up ink as the beastly monster growled as he then snarls out in pain as ink ooze from his body he couldn't take the seals pain anymore as he throws the ink demon to the wall as he runs off on all fours. the ink demon noticed as he growls as he was back in his usual form as he glares with his glowing eye "H-HeY! geT bAck heRe Im nOT DoNE wItH YoU YEt!" he said as he gives chase despite being wounded to the bone. the demonic demon was now back in his toon form as he runs and runs he was tired and wounded he looked around for a weapon any weapon he must of dropped his revolver when he and henry were trying to team up against the ink demon as he notices something sharp stuck in a dead edgar clone's body he realized it was a machete he ran over to the blade as he tries yanking it out several times before he succeeded. The toon quickly turned to his inked state and opened up a ink portal and went inside it not to retreat, but to give the ink demon a element of surprise, he waited and waited until he saw the inky aura as he kept as quiet as possible as he heard him calling out for him "CoMe oN oUT yA lITtLe pUnK, i WoN't hURt YA.... MUcH~" he said as he growled and looked around "BlaSt WhY ARen't tHEy anY cuToUts HErE?!" he said as even with his glowing eye he still had trouble trying to find out where people were. bendy waited as he gripped onto the sword some more as he glared a bit. when the ink demon went pass the portal the inked demon lurches out snarling as he rams his claws at the front of the ink demon's head and pierces the ink demon through the spine and out to the chest as the ink demon roared out in pain at that and struggled to get out as the inked demon gripped tighter and pulled the machete even further into the ink demon he was planning on killing him slowly and painfully as the ink demon snarls out even more as he struggles and struggles as bendy kept pulling the sword more and more as he growls darkly as he begins getting flashbacks or visions of times when the ink demon would go out of his way to save them even in certain situations where they could of gotten out of themselves. bendy ponders at each vision as he then gets one last vision, of himself and the ink demon before the ink demon existed he felt inky tears drip down his eyes as he clenched and when he felt the grip of the ink demon weakening he snarls and quickly pulled the machete out and dropped the ink demon as the sketetal inky creature makes a low wheezing sound as he held his chest breathing heavily as bendy turned back to his toon form also tired and wounded as the two stared at eachother before either of them could say anything they both fell to the ground their injuries too much for them to handle as they passed out. henry ran around the corner as he caught wind of two downed figures. he ran over to see it was bendy and the ink demon both were wounded and very hurt as henry checked both pulses he sighed in relief glad that bendy and the ink demon are still alive, he did'int know why he was worried for both their safeties though he sighs and looks at bendy before picking up the hooded demon before walking off pass the ink demon's body before giving the passed out ink demon one last look before walking down the hall a lot has happened for them but henry couldn't give up he recalls all the destruction those two caused just because of him he sighed as he kept on walking down the halls unaware of that he was being watched... by a familiar person.

#I WAS BORED AND I DID WANTED TO WAIT TILL THE MORNING OR AFTERNOON-#BUT FUCK IT-#IMMA GONNA HEAD OFF BY UPLOADING T H I S~#special thanks to clair-de-luna for spreading my story!#My Writing #slight chapter 5 spoilers #Inky Terrors Of The Past AU #The HellHole Of The Studios (Post Verse)#The True Events (Canon Verse)#Stories With Friend's Ocs #violence TW #Death TW #H A P P Y H A L L O W E E N #Part 1 Of 3

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