#but omg something was in the air today because i'm on a roll with the ideas

[babychosen]

me, avoiding writing my amangela fic: hmmm.... but what about these 5 other fic ideas instead

[ouch-thats-harsh]

hii!! how r u?? i saw ur BNHA Class1-a w/ an indian reader and i honestly LOVED IT!! i was hoping to request for an indian reader with class 1-a but where they think she is really quiet and shy. HOWEVER, they witness her OTHER side when they see her vibing like crazy to bollywood songs??????????????? thnx<333 hv a good day/nightt!!! :)))

Pairings: none! Just friends and classmates :)

warnings: none! Gn! Reader. Indian reader, the reader is a bit shy

Author's note: Omg, hello!!! It's been a while since I disappeared for no reason😭 I'm sorry I didn't see your ask till now!! I'm so glad you loved the fic, it came from a need, honestly. Also I'm definitely more than rusty at this rn, so please forgive me if this sucks, I'm not the best at English, so i apologise for any mistakes.

A day doesn't pass without your headphones and music. The ghazals, the carnatic music, the hindustani tunes and Bollywood moods to wake your soul up. It was a need for you because more than anything, it was a piece of your home. Their foreign exchange student from India was a specimen worth knowing. Smart, brilliant, gorgeous but also quiet. You being quiet was something they expected, the language barrier guarenteed it! they dubbed your behaviour as that, but turns out thats just the way you were. It added to your charm.

One early Monday, after seemingly a shitty week, everyone had to get back on schedule. Exhausted students pulling themselves out of beds for another tiring week wasn't something new. UA makes it a death week, sometimes literally. Fatigue rolled in by the evening. After letting your friends know that you were ready to turn in for the night, you went straight to your dorm to rest. That was until you got a Google photos notif, from the last time you went to navratri.

Sero was just walking to his room, he was unbothered and chill. Then came your dorm room.

Before long your friends were outside your door

*Knock knock*

from the outside one could hear the faint sound of music and someone singing. They slowly opened the door, to see you, their adorable lovely quiet friend, eyes closed, with loud music, moving your hips to some Bollywood song? the song suited you, thought midoriya as soon as he saw you.

But then the shock came. You danced???

"DAMN GIRL!!" mina's loud outburst alerted you. You froze in place at the sudden yell, "how long have you guys been standing there???" You cried out, a bit embarrassed, maybe too embarrassed. You quickly turned the music off.

"Long enough to see you dance." Kirishima pointed out with a smirk. You felt your face warm. kaminari laughed at the sight of you flustered. Even though the situation was just the material to tease you with, they saw how much you enjoyed it, how carefree you were at that moment.

"What song was that? And you never told me you could move like *that*" mina asked pointing at you. "It's- uhm, it's called" you looked at your phone to get the title right, "tumhi ho bandu... And i- uh could always do that? Haha" the nervousness was evident, probably a result of you hiding this side of yours for so long.

This was a pleasant surprise to them. You looked more alive than they could remember.

Ochaco remembered the times you told her about baraat and gharba, times where you danced as if it was your last breathe of air. You told her about how your lungs would burn, sweat rolling off your head onto the earth. She saw what you meant today, even if it was fleeting. She wanted to join. She picked up your phone and played the next song. The beginning of nachde ne saare played. A memory for you, dancing with your bestfriend back home, unlocked.

You felt shy as the song began, but Ochaco and mina, ever the dancers, began moving, inviting you to do too. The guys were watching until pulled in by the duo, bakugou just stayed in his place, watching and nodding to the beat after a while. You could see some of them puzzled at the words but they swayed nonetheless. You remember this scene from somewhere. What was it? 2 years ago? Tenth farewell party... You remember something just like this, loud music, laughter, flaying arms and someone's horrible attempt at Bhangra. Flashes of old friends transitioned into your new ones, just as precious, loving and loved.

The hour was spent dancing, singing (gibberish more like), before long exhaustion hit all of you."We- *pants* should do this more often" a tired momo said. Satisfied with the whole thing. Some agreed immediately with her, smiling. You all talked a bit after that, letting yourselves relax. "You know, I'm glad i snooped enough to get to see this" sero said amused. "Yeah, i mean, for all we know you could've just hid those hips from us forever." Mina laughed. You chuckled a bit. "Thats called thumke" you told her, happy at the sight of all of them beside you. You went back to your quiet self.

"I do hope we'll get to see you like this more, it's nice to see you so fired up and not only on the battlefield" tooru said as she got up, the others added to her comment agreeing. After her the rest got up and decided to finally go to bed, they all hugged you or just showed their way of being affectionate, so did you.

Your room was silent now. You felt content, somehow at peace at the whole "incident" as they would come to call it from now on.You closed your eyes, the sounds from earlier echoed in your head, though loud, it put you to sleep.

End note: hey, uhm so this was smtg I cooked up after not writing for a long while, so please do leave suggestions on how to improve and yea, thanks for reading! :))

[anundyingfidelity]

Hi!! Congrats on reaching 400 followers !! 🎉🎊 For the drabble request, can I get something dark and smutty with Lee Pace?(if you feel comfortable about it of course) Also I broke my phone like 5 days ago and now that I'm back I see all these booping around 😆, can you tell me what is that about and how can I play?! xoxo😗 💞

thanks a lot aaaa 🩷🩷 ! this is the first request i receive for lee and i'm happy because there aren't a lot of fics about him uggghhh i love him!! i'm sorry about your phone OMG the boops were for april fool's, it was a special stuff for that day only, it was fun 😭 hope they can bring it back tho! ps: LOOK AT THAT GIF THAT HE'S SO HOT, MY TURN NOW, I WANT TO GET SLAPPED TOO lol

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WORKOUT — Lee Pace x female reader

Word count: 530 (oops again lol).

Genre: dark stuff, smut.

Warnings: dom!Lee Pace, p in v smut, blowjob, cum swallow, manhandling, use of word 'whore'.

“I love the way your body takes me,” Lee purred against your ear.

His thumb pressing between your lips as he rolled his hips lazily, his cock buried deep inside your pussy. You rolled your tongue, taking his finger on your mouth, sucking on it like it was his hard cock. You hummed as he split you open, pounding into you harder.

How did you end up here, with him between your legs and ripping your clothes off and fucking you in the gym? Well, you worked for some time together and the tension was inevitable. None of you said a word, besides occasional flirting and teasing, but not going further than words. But today, seeing him working out, sweaty, and building up muscles for his new role made you feel things you were not supposed to, since you were part of his publicist team. When you gave it a try, he sensed the lust on your eyes and excitement coming from you. Then a sloppy kiss happened, and now he had you pinned down against a yoga mat on the empty gym floor, half dressed, fucked out and moaning his name over and over.

“I've wanted to do this since forever,” he growled, pulling out his thumb from your mouth.

His big hand moved down, caressing the sweat coated skin on your neck. “You’re so fucking perfect, made to fit me.”

His praise earned whimpers from your lips, your pussy clenching around his cock when his big hand wrapped around your neck, cutting some of your air perfectly to make you shiver. Lee grinned wickedly.

“You like it rough?” he teased, giving you a couple of hard thrusts, reaching that sweet spot that made you see stars as your eyelids closed harshly.

You nodded as best as you could. The sensation down your belly became too much to handle, and you soon found yourself coating his cock with the juices of your release, as he moaned with that beautiful, deep voice of his, not stopping his hips at all. Fuck, just by this session he was getting addicted to your pussy. He was fucking close too, but he had another plans for you.

Lee suddenly pulled out once you came down from your high, forcing you on your knees with his incredibly strong body. Standing before you, he grabbed a fist of your hair, pulling you closer to his cock.

“Be a good girl and suck me off,” he ordered. He was extremely pleased when you took him in your mouth, humming and tasting his precum mingled with your own release like a starved whore having her last meal, until he released down your throat. He forced your head so you couldn’t pull him out. “Swallow. All of it.”

And you did as told. When you swallowed completely, he backed up pulling out his softened shaft and locking eyes with your own. You opened your mouth sticking out your tongue. He grinned, satisfied with your work.

“I don’t think we can remain professional any longer,” you said, catching your breath, and looking at him with innocent eyes.

He was glad about that though. His dirtiest dream was barely starting.

[fandomtherapy44]

Sober Buddies Ch.1 Help lines and cults

Summary: Y/n is new at college and trying to find a footing in everything. When she meets a guy who introduces her to something that could really help find her path.

warnings : Swearing

WC/ 2.3k

AN/ Hey Ya'll welcome to my serious I'm so excited to make this series. So it will use some plot lines from season six but a lot will change including CJ but his key character notes will still be there. Without further ado enjoy Sober buddies.

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College, was an escape from my life at home, something I had always wanted. And in Boston: my dream since I was a freshman in high school. At Worthington, I had worked so hard to get here, and I finally did. It's about two weeks away from the start of school and today I get to check out my dorm that I’m sharing with two other girls- which should be fun, hopefully. I walked into the room where three beds were barely fitting together. I put my things on the middle bed when the door bursts open. “Uh, who the hell are you?” I turn and a pretty blond girl is standing there. 

“Um, I'm Y/N, your roommate, nice to meet you.” I hold out my hand and she looks down at it like it was covered in shit. “Okay, I'm just going to assume that you're a germaphobe.” 

“Don't mind her, she's Audrey, and I'm Joey.” This girl, a brunette, actually shakes my hand. “Y/N, I'm so happy this worked out!” Audrey looks confused. “Well, she needed a place and thought, why not us?” Joey explained to Audrey, who looked like you had killed her dog in front of her.

“I promise I won't be annoying. I will even let you have the first shower of the morning Audrey.” I tried to appeal to her queen bee side.

“Fine you can stay, but don’t touch my clothes, okay?”

I raise my right hand in the air as if swearing an oath. “I promise and cross my heart and all that.” Hopefully these girls and I can become friends and Audrey won't kill me in my sleep for accidentally grabbing her dress.

It had been a couple of weeks- and it was now one week before school started. Audrey and I hadn't really been besties, but Joey and I had a pretty great rapport going on. I was looking at my classes and trying to get a handle on what I should be studying, when Audrey came bursting in. “Omg oh my gosh, do you know where Joey is?” 

I looked around. Clearly not, I thought. “I don't know Audrey, I think studying at the library, maybe.” Audrey sits down on her bed with a huff.

“Why is she studying? School doesn't even start for another week,” Audrey sighs. I knew that Joey’s English class was stressing her out. 

“Um, probably for her English class, I heard it's super hard.” 

“Right, little Miss Perfect does the super hard class and will probably get all A’s.” I could tell by the tone of her voice that this was mostly a projection of whatever had happened that she needed to talk to Joey about. 

“You know, Audrey, you could always talk to me. I can guarantee you that I've faced a similar problem.” She gives me a dirty side eye but gives in.

“I guess since you're the only one here.” 

“Great, I love being the last choice.” I set down my books and sit down on the ground criss-cross applesauce style. She rolls her eyes at me. 

“Shush my problems, remember.” 

“Yes, I do,” I reply.

“Well, I was at the bar with my boyfriend. His name is Pacey.” I nod my head trying to keep up. “And we were playing pool when this gothic hot chick came walking up- and this is the woman that he wants to live with!” Audrey threw her arms up in a dramatic flare.

“I'm confused, Audrey. Number one: what do you mean by living with her and two: why would that be a problem?” She looks shocked by my answer. 

“What do you mean, ‘what do I mean’? She's hot, he wants to move, and she has space in her apartment.”

“Okay, but I'm still confused as to why it would be bad to move to a better place.” At my response, I notice Audrey is becoming more impatient.

“Because Duh! Y/N, she's hot!”

It seems like this girl has a whole lot of issues- but I'm not one to talk on that. “Look, Audrey, do you trust Pacey?” She doesn't even hesitate. 

“Yes but-” 

“There's your answer.” 

“But-” 

“But, you trust your boyfriend, and that’s what matters, even if the girl is a supermodel. If he's as good as you make him sound, then he won't even look in her direction.” Audrey takes that in. 

“I guess you're right, you know, you're not half bad L/N.” She gives me a little respectful nod. 

“Same to you, Lindell.” 

School was happening tomorrow, and I had thankfully gotten all things done. Now, I had more time to get to know Jen and her grandma, who were really sweet so far. They are sitting at a table and I go to them. “Hey Jen, Evelyn.” I greeted as I sat. 

“Oh please sweetheart, call me Grams, everyone does.” She smiles at me warmly.

“Okay great! If it's okay with you, what are we talking about?” Jen has no problem catching me up.

“Well, Y/N, Grams here has only picked up a math book because of a certain someone who teaches it.” 

“Aww, I think that's cute.” Jen did not agree with me. 

“l think it's a slippery slope. l mean, one minute you're taking an interest, and the next...you're sublimating your own thoughts and desires, and for what? For a chance to participate in the great patriarchal heterosexist fraud…”

“...that is better known as monogamy?” I answer in her pause. She gives me a quick look.

“ls that how you wanna spend your golden years? Folding some man's laundry and pretending to share an interest? l mean, haven't we come further as a sex--?” She stops and looks behind me. And she stares for a second. 

“Hi. I'm sorry, are we bothering you?” Jen asked the stranger behind me. I got curious enough and turned to see one of the most handsome men I had ever seen. “Because if it's not too much trouble, you could get your own conversation.”

“No. Sorry.” He apologized but I had a feeling he wasn't done yet. “I've been sitting there trying to figure out where l met you before… and suddenly I realized I've never met you before.” I chuckle at that. 

“Great. Well, I'm really glad that we got that figured out,” Jen states, blandly.

“I've heard you on the radio.” I knew he wasn't done.

“Jen, you were on the radio? I never knew!” I exclaimed while hitting her arm in excitement. 

“Ow! And you didn't know because it's not important. And you.” She turned back to the guy. “Okay, you got me. I'm busted. l was on the radio. But I'm not anymore, so thank you very much for listening, and bye-bye.” She tried to end the conversation. 

“So, did you get fired, or what?” The man continued.

“What is this, an interview?” Jen looks annoyed.

“I'm just curious.” 

“Well, let's just say that l had some artistic differences with the new management.” Well, that sucks she had to give that up because of a dick in a suit, I thought. “Fine. Then we'll just say that,” Jen concludes.

“Fine.” The man replies. Then Grams comes in for the clutch. 

“Excuse me, young man. Would you care to join us?”

Grams had gone, I assume, to talk to the particular professor teaching math. While the guy had joined us. 

“I'm CJ.” 

“Y/N, and this radio host is Jen.” She rolls her eyes and I nudge her. 

“It's nice to meet you two.” 

“You too, CJ.” We had gotten on the subject of where we were living, and Jen mentioned that she is currently living with her grandma.

“No, l think it's nice.” 

“Yeah, that's what everybody says. ‘Oh, you live with your grandma. That's so sweet,’. How do they know l don't beat her and leave her tied to the radiator all winter?” 

“Ah, so that's the screaming I hear when I come over.” I added in. CJ laughed at my joke.

“ls this a cry for help?” CJ asked Jen. 

“Do l look like l need help?” 

“No. Actually, you look like someone who'd probably be good at giving it.” Jen hears that and immediately gets up and begins leaving, practically running for the hills.

“This has happened to me before. This religion thing is not really–” She is already halfway down the stairs. 

“Ha, just one Second CJ,” I say. He gives me a friendly smile. 

“Sure.” I went after her.

“Jen, wait- we should hear him out.” 

“Y/N, he was totally giving weird vibes. Are you coming?” I looked back and I felt something. 

“I think I'll stay.” 

“Well, call me if you need help out of the cult and remember nine for Joey’s surprise.” 

“Gotcha.” With that, she leaves. I turn back to CJ trying to think of some good reason.

“Hey, uh, so she had to leave for a class.” We sat back down. 

“No she didn't, class doesn't start till tomorrow.” I give a small smile. 

“You're right, sorry.” 

“It's okay I know everyone isn't for the whole ‘helping thing,’ but you're still here.” I looked around and he was right, I was, which was weird for me too. 

“I guess I am- uh, you said something about helping people?” I question. 

“Right- um… no matter how I say this I'm going to sound like a dork. Have you ever heard of The Stand?” He looks at me like he expects me to run away. 

“No, no, I never have. I just moved here from Cali so I don't know a lot of stuff here. What's The Stand?” CJ gets this look of confidence. 

“It’s a peer counseling program.” I think about it. 

“So I help people.” 

“Yes yes exactly! There's an information session tonight at seven.” He hands me a pamphlet on it. 

“I'll be there and maybe I can convince Jen that this is not a cult,” He says, with a small chuckle.

“That would be great! I can't wait to see you there.” He pats my shoulder in a friendly way and he leaves. I felt a sensation of butterflies rising up from my stomach, but I quickly grabbed a fly swatter and squished them. 

I had walked over to Jen’s house. “Hey, was escaping the cult hard?” I sat down on the couch laughing at her joke. 

“Very funny Jen, actually he was talking about the stand. Have you heard about that?” She gives me a comical look. 

“Yes, it's a call line where people call to complain about who's dating who and if the professor is going to give them an A or not.”

“I thought it was a little more serious than that,” I replied. “Well, whatever it is, I'm going to go to the information session tonight. You should come; if CJ was right about anything, it is that you would be good with helping people.” She sighs and glances down.

“Ok fine I'll go. We can pick up Joey’s gift after. And are you sure that you're not doing this just because CJ is ungodly hot?”

“No, I mean it helps, but he's not the reason I'm going to go.” I wish there was something like this when I was going through… no, I'm not going to think about that. I'm here to move on from that.

Jen and I went into the building and it was covered in inspiring posters and quotes. “On the nose much?” Jen commented, scanning the room. 

“I like it, let's get a good seat.” Which wouldn't be hard. There were tons of spots; I guess the word didn't get out. The speaker started and I was trying hard to listen, but Jen- not so much.

“So as l was saying, most of what we do around here. is simply information and referrals. And 99 times out of 100 just reminding someone to take a deep breath and to keep on breathing is enough. Tomorrow will be another day. For you too. Which brings me to our number one rule around here: Never be afraid to ask for a hug at the end of a tough day.” At that Jen left. I leave my bag.

“Jen, wait, wait!”

“I'm sorry Y/N, I can't do that. If you want to stay, great, but I can't. I'll see you later.” She turns to leave. 

“Jen!” I sadly go back to my space on the couch. I go to look at my notes when the space next to me gets seated. 

“You came.” I swung my head and CJ was right there. 

“Yeah, I did.”

“So, there's the coffee maker, and here's the mini fridge that definitely is working.” CJ tells me as he shakes his head, indicating sarcasm.

“Ha, and I definitely won't smell any weird smells from here.” 

“Yes definitely.” We both laughed and I looked at the window and it had gotten dark. 

“Wow, time really does fly.” 

“So, what made you want to stay?” He looks at me with those piercing green eyes.

“Because I know a place like this would have been amazing for me when I was younger, so If I can help someone avoid those feelings that I went through, then I'm for it a hundred percent.” CJ heard me and truly felt I meant it. 

“That's the same reason I did it.” 

“Really? That's so cool!” I exclaimed happily. “So, what do you do for fun? I haven't been here for long, so if you know of any places...” He thinks about it. 

“Yeah I mean the typical places like bars, clubs, parties.” 

“Would you want to go to one together?” I asked abruptly which I never did, especially with people I just met.

“I totally would, but it wouldn't be much fun.” 

“Why?” I asked. He hesitates for a second, pondering something.

“…I don't drink.” 

“Oh my gosh, that's amazing!” I heard what I just said and felt embarrassed. “I'm sorry, that sounded super weird, but I don't drink either.” 

“Wow, it's hard to find a college girl not drinking.” CJ searches my eyes.

“True, but it's what's best for me and I'm sure for you. What about this: we’ll be each other's sober buddies.” 

“Sober buddies?”

“Yeah, when we are at the same parties, we’ll make sure the other won't even look at drinks.” He thinks about it for a second and I look at the clock. “Shit I'm going to be late and then Audrey is going to kill me.” I grab my stuff and run to the door but before I leave I turn back. “CJ sober buddies?” He gives me a smirk and nods. 

“Sober buddies.” 

I will get chapter two out as soon as possible thank you for reading!

[jayden-killer]

DREAMS ARE MY REALITY. (pt. 4)

[part 1] [part 2] [part 3]

What would happen if your favourite fictional character appeared in your bed...?

A/N: oh boy. This is 1000% certificated angst. *cries hard* ALSO ITS BEEN ALMOST ONE YEAR OMG I'm back!!!

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Miguel and I didn't have much to do that day. My boss had let me take a few days off, and I was somewhat relieved. The possibility of not going to work in those days turned into an opportunity to strengthen the bond with Miguel. Now he lived in my house until his Gizmo adjusted and he was able to get through to Lyla. I didn't mind his presence, because I had always considered him as my friend, or maybe more than a friend, even before I knew he was real.. But that didn't matter. Miguel was going to leave sooner or later. And this would also lead to a void in my heart. I decided to chase those thoughts away and suggest that he take a walk in the city park near my house that morning. He agreed.

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The humidity was gone, and I remember him blowing a light cool breeze that ruffled our hair and clothes. On our way to the park, we didn't talk much. I had guessed that Miguel was a man of few words, but I still hoped that he had something to say. Anything.

"Here we are" I let my face adorn itself with a smile "A little fresh air won't hurt you. Lately you've always been locked up in my studio trying to find a solution to get back into your dimension".

"Indeed" he agreed, looking around "But it's not a situation to be underestimated. I'm afraid Lyla is broken"

"I'm sure you'll find the right solution, but it's not good for you to be stuck indoors 24/7. Even I go out once in a while!" I replied, joking. There seemed to be a small smile on his face. "Maybe yes..."

My gaze fell on a café, never seen before, which had probably recently opened. I figured a coffee or something might help miguel relax even more. I met his eyes, tired and thoughtful. "Would you like a coffee?" I proposed.

"Okay. No sugar, but milk...and medium"

"Wow, the big boy is thirsty this morning!"

“Whatever, get in line, since there's a lot of them.” He rolled his eyes annoyed. "Okay, you stay here, I think it won't take me long. The queue is flowing" With that, I left Miguel for a few minutes, hoping that nothing had happened, nothing strange or bad. But maybe I was wrong. And I could not have foreseen it.

Miguel remained silent, watching his friend leave. He took a deep breath and looked around for the third time, then sat down on a nearby bench. He admired the children's play area for a while (at least, it seemed to him a while) and tried not to think about it at all. But it was not easy for him not to think of his beloved Gabriella. Her beloved, perfect child. Every time her face came back to him, the memories resurfaced and he always ended up in a difficult situation, in which he either cried or was forced to repress that sadness. And the second option today was the one he would have chosen. Crying in public, at his age... "You're a grown-up adult, O'Hara, act like one! Gabriel wouldn't be happy about that, so don't try to cry-"

"Excuse me, sir, but can you get the ball out of those bushes? It's too high".

That voice managed to bring Miguel back to reality and he noticed a pretty, little girl in soccer gear and her face slightly covered in mud. Miguel's eyes widened, his heart rate accelerated considerably and he seemed to forget what was around him. He almost forgot even the little girl's ball. He was too busy watching the girl smile politely at him, patiently waiting for him to give her the ball back. Nodding weakly, he got up off the bench, plucking the ball from the branches with ease. The little girl jumped with happiness and took back the ball that Miguel handed her, to then give him an even bigger smile.

"Thank you very much, sir!"

"Gabriella..."

His words flew out of her mouth without a second thought. "Is that you, Gabriella?"

"Thank you". Smiles to the bartender, carrying in hand the two glasses full of coffee. On one of them there was written "Miguel :)". I specifically asked the bartender to draw a smiley face, because I thought it was cute. But as I was walking to the place where I had left Miguel a few minutes ago, I almost dropped my coffee by the hand. My mouth opened with surprise. I never expected to find Miguel chatting happily, inches away, with a little girl. His tail was high and he was wearing sportswear, while he was swinging his legs with a football on his legs. That little girl had a very familiar face. I thought I saw her somewhere. It was at that moment that I realized: it was the carbon copy of Gabriella, Miguel’s daughter. But what was she doing there? Why was she there?

My legs moved by themselves, getting closer and closer to eavesdropping on the scene. And so Miguel noticed me: he looked up from the child’s eyes and, unexpectedly, smiled at me. I never thought I’d see Miguel smiling. He radiated a warm, warm smile that made my heart cliff. Gabriella really had a strong influence on him.

"I... I brought you your coffee," I said without a second thought, and I stretched my arm, passing the glass. He nodded, and took it. She opened and closed her mouth when she finally spoke. "She is Gabriella"

"Great pleasure!" The girl gave me a bright smile and waved at me, so I waved back.

"My pleasure. W-Wha..?" My head moved towards Miguel's direction, visibly confused. "What is happening?"

"She, huh... I pulled a football out of a hedge. And now she’s telling me that she had auditioned for a major soccer team" Miguel explained. I had the distinct feeling that he was almost justifying himself as if it was wrong for him to talk to a shameless copy of his daughter. I never thought there was one on this Earth. Where did she come from? All that was missing were anomalies that appeared outside of multidimensional portals and began to disrupt the city. I shuddered at the thought. Maybe not.

"Oh" I sighed, and smiled embarrassed. "Anyway... cool!"

"Yeah," Miguel smiled even more when his eyes fell on Gabriella’s adorable face. "Can I see some dribble? I bet you’re really good"

"Sure, sir!" Gabriella got up from the bench with speed and, without wasting time, showed us some dribble she made with her foot. The ball held its balance on the tip of her foot, and Gabriella took on a real concentrated expression, frowning her eyebrows. At the end of that, she smiled all satisfied, and asked, "Was I good?"

I clapped my hands, clearly surprised by his performance and showed a big smile. Miguel joined too, clapping more than me. He leaned over her and messed up her tied hair. "You were great, mija".

Mija.

He had unknowingly called her mija.

In my heart, I hoped that Gabriella did not know Spanish. But she didn’t say anything, on the contrary, she smiled even more at his praise. That little girl was special to Miguel, I could read his face. " Now I have to go. Bye, sir!" She waved at him, and we did the same, watching her running away and returning to the park area. That's when I decided to finally sit beside Miguel, coffee still in my hand. I didn't want to look up at him. I could sense he had a look full of sorrow, and decided to keep looking at my coffee.

"She's great".

"Huh?".

"I mean, she's... Great." It was his time to sigh now, shooking his head and chuckling. "I didn't know there was one of her here".

"Neither did I".

Our brief conversation ended in an awkward silence. This was until Miguel decided to keep talking to me. "I'm not saying it's your fault. Of course, it's not, you couldn't know. I'm just saying...I miss her".

Oh. I didn't expect that confession. Miguel wasn't one to express to another person his feelings, and maybe this was the perfect occasion to him to show that he really missed Gabriella.

I couldn’t imagine how he felt devastated to see a variant of his daughter here when he didn’t see it coming. It was the last thing on his mind. All those memories that he tried to repress, all the emotions that he felt for his daughter, now surfaced. Maybe I was stupid to take him out that sunny afternoon. Maybe it was better if we both stayed home. But still, as he said, how could I know?

I glanced at Miguel, who was smiling faintly. Nom had still touched his coffee. " Don’t worry. I know you really miss her".

"My precious girl...".

His voice broke and I saw him shaking. He was...crying. Holding tightly his coffee, he shook and put a hand on his face. He didn't hold himself. Oh, god. No, I couldn't see him crying. This broke my heart. Miguel... was crying. He looked like a scared baby. A baby in a man's body.

I gently took his arm and brought him close to me, placing his head on my shoulder. He buried it more and uncontrollably sobbed. "It's okay, Miguel". With one hand I rubbed his back. "None of this it's your fault. It's okay. You're going to be okay". I softly said, almost like a mother comforting his child. But in reality, I didn't know he was going to be okay. I just hoped he would be, someday.

[thatdeadaquarius]

Sobbing and crying just saw your post of us sounding like a Sim, and I am DYING.

What if it went the other way? They can understand us, but we can't understand them!

Us : hey so what the fuck is happening why tf am I in genshin impact

Them : OMG ASKSKSKSKS FEDERRRALL MEERKK TREEESO! (Omg it's the divine God I'm shittinh myself oml) or whatever idk)

Us: excuse me what the fuck did you just say about my mother? (US mishearing or maybe the words are randomized? Who knows)

Everyone just being confused and frustrated on why you can't understand them. Is it because they aren't worshipping you enough? Maybe some friendship level BS where obly those who are lvl 10 can understand u or smth? Who knows, certainly not the Creator.

I highkey am thinking about writing smth for this now but having it be for like each archons reaction or smthin but who knows. I just wanna see a bunch of divine beings confused outta their mind in like whatever cities square and it turning into a "holy game of charades"

Also happy early birthday ajdjdjkdkdkdk

I”M SO LATE SO THANK YOU FOR THE BDAY WISHES LMAO SORRY KARMA MY BELOVED

AHHHHH U INSPIRED ME BY THE ARCHONS HOLY GAME OF CHARADES-

AND OH NO LVL 10 ONLY FRIENDSHIP UNDERSTANDING-

(づ ￣ ³￣)づ here have a hug for your patience- sorry karma!! :')

LMAO this inuyasha gif- obviously everyone else guessing what ur doing and the 2 others r like ppl like Venti or Kaeya who r just fucking with ppl by joining you lol

OK BUT WHO DO U HAVE LVL 10 FRIENDSHIP?!

BC I GOT NOBODY 😭

ITS RLLY HARD TO DO OKAY-

I HAVE TO PUT ACTUAL EFFORT INTO THE FEW THAT ARE LEVEL 4-5 

ID BE SO FUCKED-

Oh no.

Oh god (you??) no.

What if you had the highest friendship with little d**ks like Scaramouche.

noooOOOOOO

He’d be like, “Eh, I don’t feel like translating today.” 💀

Also I’m rolling with the idea that 

perfect understanding = lvl 10,

Most words 7-9

Some words 5-6

Kinda ?? they get 2 words per sentence or smth 3-4

Basically nothing 1-2

◇

Anyway ornery bitches like Scara/Xiao/Alhaitham/Rosaria/Diluc (all for diff reasons like diluc/xiao would just be overwhelmed and dont like ppl that much lol, whereas haitham doesnt give a fuck lmao) would kinda suck to have as translators

OH NOT THE PEOPLE WHO WOULD JUST LIE ABOUT WHAT U SAID ON PURPOSE TO DECEIVE THE MASSES LIKE Heizou/Yae Miko/Kaeya/Venti 

They pull something like “oh well the god of gods said I could have the last slice of cake/an extra glass of wine hehe”

For different reasons these people would also be ROUGH translators: FISCHL OH NO- , Zhongli, Albedo (he simply would omit “unnecessary details”, cyno, ITTO PLEASE, Raiden (puppet) bc shed take stuff too far/too literally u would never be able to communicate jokes, Razor (im sorry bbyboy), Shenhe

THE CHARADDEEESSS

THE CHARADES OF THE GODS 

You may or may not get another title of a jokester god bc of these SILLY charades 💀

The people u have higher levels of friendship with giving hints LMAO

♤

“Uhhh….. Oh! Oh! Greatest Lord wishes to see a dance performance!” 

Nahida’s sweet voice rings out in Yujing Terrace, her tiny hand waving in the air like an elementary student who’s really excited to answer. …Which isn’t that far off honestly.

“Hmm, I disagree Buer, I believe the Hundun Emperor is saying they wish to take a bath perhaps. I am also attempting to use context, as it has been a long day for them.” Zhongli is in his classic “majestic thinking gentleman” pose, and you’d admire it more if it weren’t for the fact that they don’t seem to be getting what you’re saying.

You hadn’t yet found someone with a higher friendship level than 2 or 3 (hey, don’t blame yourself, you really have to put effort into friendship levels to get them anywhere and you were still busy screwing around in Sumeru when you got spirited away).

So needless to say, most people were getting “the, me, I, you, etc.” rather than the actual important keywords you needed them to, hence the godly charade game now.

As you “hold” something, you throw your hands up in the air, still keeping your hands wrapped around nothing. You think if somebody told you last week that you’d be playing charades with the archons in Genshin Impact so you could actually communicate with them… well you don’t know what you would have done. Maybe just gave them a really awkward laugh.

“Oh! Are you asking for a weapon? Akitsu Mikami, my emperor, we or our nations will surely provide protection from any harm that might befall you. Hm, I suppose we should offer something anyway… I wouldn’t want to displease them…” Ei mutters to herself, having taken over her puppet once more for the occasion.

She and Buer, still retaining their authority status, had asked for the area to be cleared in order to try and get closer to communicating with the Divine First, or you.

“Ha! What idiot would try to hurt the All-Parent in their home, unless they wish to get thrown?” Venti cheekily says, as you don’t understand him, but judging by Zhongli’s clenched jaw, Ei’s sigh, and Nahida’s giggle, you can guess.

You give your own sad sigh… it’s already been 3 hours. 😭

How hard is charades for 4 archons??

Well… apparently very hard.

You put your face in your hands, and you hear the (retired) archons start to debate something, you can tell it’s getting a little passive-aggressive between Venti and Zhongli by their tone alone. 

…Okay, now it’s just aggressive.

The archons eventually give their attention back to you so you can go back to your charades lol

You tried opening your mouth and closing it, very obvious, they can’t go wrong. 

…Turns out they can. 

Somehow you find yourself with a hot tea brewed by the geo archon. 

(Venti attempted to offer you Dandelion Wine, or Osmanthus Wine even, and only god, well you now, knows where he pulled them from. Ei swatted his head, he looked so offended, and his cheeks were all puffed up, heh.)

Giving up, you just try to motion for them to stay still, your hands gesturing like trying to calm a wild animal.

They give you questioning looks, and you begin to walk off, they all seem to immediately start discussing something with each other. All of the gods look very conflicted, and after a minute of you getting further away (yes, you’re almost home free, Xiangling here you come! ) Nahida skips to catch up with you.

She gives you a beaming smile, and you can’t bring yourself to not return it. She's so much cuter in real life, even the official art didn't do her justice.

You make your way towards the restaurant, finally.

And apparently you’re happier than you thought to smell the savory scents flowing out of the kitchen because your stomach growls loudly.

You’re too hungry to even attempt to stop it, no one will care, except Nahida’s eyes go wide. She begins to sputter, and flail her hands desperately trying to charade an apology at you.

…you were just trying to tell them you were hungry. 💀

☆

Ask box open again! :] 🎊

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✨️Hope you guys got smth out of this rough draft✨️ ♡

:D hope u guys have had a good weekend!

My senior art exhibit is april 6th so wish me luck and prayers (from any religion im not picky pls)

Safe Travels,

💀♒️

♡the beloveds♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist

[chaotic-on-main]

I would just like to state that I LOVE your mix of anime (Levi nom nom nom gulp) and chaos. Your meme and such reblogs are gold and though I don’t usually reblog them because they don’t personally fit with my blog, I love it when they grace my dashboard. THAT BEING SAID… could we get a head canon for Levi and meme culture? Like what memes do you think he’d snort at?

Omg thank you so much!! I live up to my handle, I like to think lmao. Only chaos. All the time.

Also absolutely!! I don't know if I characterize Levi well so forgive me if y'all don't agree. 😅

Levi Ackerman and Meme Culture:

I'm gonna be honest and say Levi doesn't understand meme culture very well.

It's not that he doesn't really understand it, actually. He just thinks it's dumb and doesn't care for it lmao.

And he's so behind memes (like I'm talking years because as we all know, some memes are built up on others and you need to really understand some base layers to really get it, yanno?) so when you show him anything, he gets this cute little knot in-between his eyebrows because he's confused and concerned for your well being because you just spent 5 minutes on the sofa crying in laughter over it.

I think he'd get a kick out of political memes, though.

I imagine he's very knowledgeable on today's political climate so he might exhale a small huff or chuckle at something that may grace his one social media app (it's probably Twitter)

He might get shallow memes, especially ones from a movie or show y'all had watched together recently. Like the Adam driver punching a wall from A Marriage Story or something.

But overall, I don't really see Levi Ackerman as someone who really cares for meme culture. And if he did, it's only because of how happy they make you.

He may frown or look disinterested at the things you show him but I think deep down, he's smiling because he loves to hear your laugh and see the way your cheeks flush.

While you're wheezing for air with tears pricking the corners of your eyes (maybe on the floor rolling), he's staring at you with love. And for that, I think Levi won't 100% hate meme culture.

I most definitely did not project myself into this lmao. My husband is very Levi Coded™ and so this is pretty much my life. And I'm okay with it.

[kmze]

Finally decided to do a TVD rewatch now that the 'verse is complete. Since I know how everything ends I thought it would be interesting to see how I react with that knowledge. Curious if my feelings might change about characters, ships, storylines etc. (obviously I am fully aware there's going some bias).

Adding my thoughts after I complete the half-way mark of each season (there is simply too many episodes to do a recap of each one). I am talking to the void mostly here but feel free to leave comments, thoughts on my posts for those who still follow me or just find this post. However, I am not here to argue, I simply DO NOT CARE whatever you think is right totally, please leave me alone.

Recaps tagged with k rewatches tvd

S1 Episodes 1-11

I am loving the dark atmosphere of the first season, feeling so much nostalgia! Nice to go back in time to when vampires were scary on this show. That's not really criticism because every supernatural show goes through this. The big bad must always be upped as it goes on but it was nice when the stakes were lower and the mythos was being developed.

Damon makes me feel so uncomfortable so far... I know he was the 'villian' for most of the beginning of the season but his treatment of Vicki and Caroline is just so predatory and gross. Which brings me to...

WHY HAS NO ONE GIVEN CAROLINE A GOD DAMN VERVAIN NECKLACE ALREADY!!! Stefan and Elena both know Damon was using her (and they know damn well he hasn't stopped). Her Mom has the vervain to give her and just has not for no reason!! GET AWAY FROM HER ALREADY! I got so mad when Damon was compelling her AGAIN in the 10th episode. I'm so glad she outlives them all, justice for my baby!

I'm sorry but Stefan is so creepy and self-righteous in the beginning, I remembered this but did not remember how bad it was. Also he did not need to kill Vicki, that pissed me off. I don't think it did as much when I first watch this (mind you that was literally 14+ years ago) but just knowing how freely everyone neck-snaps around here it was bullshit. His one cool moment remains when he told Logan he can't walk in the sun. The manipulative way he used Elena’s adoption to get her to forgive him had me rolling my eyes (then of course she used it against Jenna to get out of trouble lol).

I can't remember who the other vampire is who turned Logan, I'm thinking its Pearl's henchman but yeah I don't remember that part. I also didn't remember the crystal so I like that some of this is like a 'mystery' again.

I did remember that I thought Tyler was such a dick in the first season and yeah confirmed. Though now I remembered his Dad was an abusive piece of shit. Still, fuck Tyler for now.

Alaric looks so different I don't hate him (yet).

I still hate Matt #bias

The progression of Bonnie realizing her powers has been well done, again nice to just see the simple magic again. (Stefan totally wanted to bang Sheila back in the day... maybe they did)

Jeremy just met Anna and I still love them, I wish they got more time. They were the only 'ship I like in this season when it first aired.

The Bonnie, Elena and Caroline friendship is nice but I am annoyed they haven't done more to protect Caro from Damon. Especially when she doesn't know what's going on and they do (though Bonnie only just got all the deets). This might be magnified by my love of Caroline I admit but I hate the prop-y way she's being used so far.

I kinda rolled my eyes at the whole Katherine/Damon/Stefan stuff before Elena knew they were vamps because OMG Stefan is 17(!!!) Does no one thinks it's weird he's like "it was a long time ago" A LONG TIME AGO LIKE WHEN YOU WERE 12?! They should have made him at least 20, just bothers me.

I liked that not every vampire had a daylight ring and it was more of a novelty. That is something that could have stuck more in the later seasons.

Lines that made me laugh:

Caroline: Yeah, Elena wasn't so lucky today. It's only because you missed summer camp. God, I don't know how you're ever going to learn the routines. (Bonnie offers to help her) I guess we can put her in the back. (all right in front of Elena lmao oh Caroline never change)

Caroline: So, Elena...how long do you think this fight with Stefan's gonna last? Is it...like a permanent thing? (eyes on the prize baby! lol)

Stefan: (imitating Damon) Now that the secret society of vampire haters is off our back, I can go back to my routine of how can I destroy Stefan’s life this week. (never gets old!)

Damon: *shoots Logan with wooden bullets* Payback's a bitch, isn't it? (all in the delivery here lmao kudos to Ian)

[pixiedust-poppers]

Another JATNLP fan! I only just recently found out that the show had a fandom after giving up on trying to look for it! It was the first Disney show I ever watched and was the pipeline that led to a lot of Disney-related hyper-fixations that have stuck with me today.

Today marks the 7-year anniversary of when the show came to an end it was canceled, which SUCKS) and I will not feel ancient thinking about this show. I really hope Disney Junior acknowledges this masterpiece again, maybe not through a reboot, but through reruns, or maybe tributes, or even mentioning - The show kicked off the Disney Jr. block so I feel like it deserved way better (i.e. not being chucked off the face of the earth, ending on a cliffhanger and never being mentioned again)

Hii hii!! omg another member into this silly little pit!! Welcome!

It has always been pretty small, but it was active when it was running, especially on fanfiction.net and wattpad (and Devainart ig but don't expect quality work there now,, same for wattpad maybe.) don't go to Ao3 stuff there is lowkey not great. I was apart of it when the first episode aired and when my parents allowed me on the internet!! I usually read Fanfics from FF.net about the show! And it is what drew me to actually do art lol! I was always a disney kid, my favorite program before this existed was the little einsteins and a few of the animations and shows they played on the Disney channel!

You know, I really hope they do to! Like the others shows are cool and all don't get me wrong, but ... what about my guys!! the little guys!!! I get haha yes they did make "a pirate never steals another person's property" and its not as linear of a storyline (though they TRIED in season 4) but it still remembers its lore. ALSO YEAH OK SO I WASN'T GOING INSANE DKJSJK It was indeed the kick-off show to start off Disney Junior from Playhouse Disney and I find it really sad that the only remnants of it you can find in the park (WDW) is like in the film roll on the wall in of the gift shops in the animation section of Hollywood studios. Other than that Disney likes to ignore it, I'm hoping it's going to at least maybe in "Once Upon a Studio" I think that would be cool SINCE YOU KNOW,.,. IT IS PRETTY HEAVILY ASSOCIATED WITH PETER PAN AND HIS UNIVERSE. Like yeah, it's Disney TV animation specifically made for a younger audience but it still matters!! it's literally still Disney goddamn it. ahem ok back to normal.

You know i do question why they ended it with a cliffhanger. For someone to pick it up? Or they literally couldn't decide how to end it perhaps? or maybe it's shelved for now and they're like 'ah we're totally going to reboot it later maybe.' Or make a spin-off with new guys (hope not). Though I have a theory that it being kicked off the block was because 1- make way for new shows and 2- it probably had something to do with season 4 (I mean you had to admit that took a nasty dip in quality once it left Mercury Filmworks hands).

ok enough ranting for now, but once again welcome to this really small pit. I just really got back into JATNP myself and it's really lovely to see there are still (new) people who love and remember it <3

[sungtaro]

something must have been in the air today I also had an awful anxiety day 😔 I hope you were able to relax a little this evening since I can't give you your fave homemade treat here is a jae update I found in my camera roll that I forgot to send you love you lots hope tomorrow is better 💖💕

omg nooo we hate to see it ... i'm sorry you also got hit w it 🥲 i just spent like a very long time setting my hair for tomorrow which helped burn some of that energy ... here's hoping it turns out looking cute in the morning lol. i love u thank you for the jae and i KNOW your day will be better tmrw because i know u have some erimail set to arrive hehehehe 💖

[1d1195]

Aww thank you so much!😭You have no idea how much that means to me!💗

Omg not him getting distracted?!? Bestie that is TRAGIC! I would lose it lowkey bc sadly i get TOO invested when I like something lol But YES I would HIGHLY recommend watching the last two together! I agree Tina’s episode felt more like season 2 vibes and would have probably fit better when she started to take those fancy cooking classes. But we got Richie’s episode which was a WIN for me lol

Bestie of course I will always be rooting for you! And the fact that you're a teacher just makes you even more remarkable! Plus you’re basically in the trenches everyday with those teenagers 😭And of course rooting for you in your personal life!

I saw that you’ve been struggling a bit with part 2 but you’ve managed to get it done! Very proud of you because I can only imagine how it can be a bit frustrating! I know all of us are going to love it!

HAHA omg you’re so REAL for thinking that! I mean he is a MAN after all so I would be surprised if he wasn’t whiny lol

Hope meeting up with your friend went well! And I especially hope that you’ve survived your family because I know it can get ROUGH😭Hope the weather gets better too! I know you basically hate when it’s hot lol

I was pretty busy this weekend! I hung out with friends I haven't been able to see in a while so it was nice to have a break! It’s been so hot recently but It cooled down a bit so we had a picnic! And I actually saw a movie where the main character was named Sam/Samantha! What’s wild though is that we went out for sushi and there was a roll called Sun Kissed and I immediately thought of your fic! I MUST re-read it because it is such a cute little summer fic! ANYWAYS overall it was nice but my social battery was drained lol 

I'm wishing you the BEST start of the week! Hope you are treating yourself well! Wishing you all the LOVE BESTIE!!- 💜

BRO I TOLD HIM I WANTED TO WATCH BOTH EPISODES AND HE SAID WE CAN WATCH ONE. I COULD THROW UP. IDK WHAT'S WRONG WITH HIM. Anyway. That's a good point about Richie vs. Tina. It would have been greedy to have both. Anyway. I can't tell you how much I love the Faks. My favorite bit so far has been "How many Faks are coming?" "At least 2 less than 5." I just love them so much. Barging into the hospital to see Claire??? 😭😭

Part 2 is done and posted. I'm trying not to hate it since it's only been an hour, it's Monday, and I did write a whole ass dissertation 🤦‍♀️ I can't wait to hear your thoughts if you have time to read it 💕

...he's super whiny tbh... or maybe I'm just conditioned to not want to be whiny because I'm just a girl 😂 if you know what I mean.

It was super nice to see my friend! My fam is this week and not looking forward to it exactly. I went for a walk today in this RIDICULOUS hot humid air. But I do feel better for it. I have another friend meeting tonight so I need to shower again and try to remain cool. It's also Monday so it's my list day hehehehe so I've got that going for me too! I'm also addicted to online shopping and it's Prime Day tomorrow so I gotta get shit for my classroom. So that's what I have for this week! Hopefully I'll have time to read and write too!

OMG so fun! I hope she was a good character. I'm always so sad about Sam/Samantha's in movies and shows--they give me such a bad rap. They're often a 👎 (but not Hilary Duff in A Cinderella Story but that's because Hilary can do no wrong by me). I LOVED sun-kissed. So much summer fun 😂 I've never been a sushi fan, but I love that for you! I'm glad you had a nice weekend with friends even if your battery is drained!

LOVE YOU! 💕

xoxo

[crystalsamethyst]

Continued!!

Oh? After that kill, the strange mark on Harper's face grew a little? And the voice (patron?) in their head was like 'good job, proud of ya for protecting your friends!' I'm so fricken intrigued about who it is. Husband won't tell me xD

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We found the cave and my druid distantly hears chanting in abyssal. We're not too happy about that. Arathorn can sense there is a portal opening and we are nooooot happy about that.

Going in to stop that ritual, and my druid was able to notice chokers. We managed to sneak past them but I learned what they are today. No bueno.

OMG THE CASTY BOY IS A YUAN-TI! WE KNOW THE RACE! We fucking miss Taipei, our old Yuan-ti companion. Wish you were here even though your player person was pretty much done with you.

Omg and it's one I (Am) recognize from one of my other favourite campaigns. Heheheheheh. I'll betray you in every universe, dude.

We rolled. So. Bad. On initiative. Thank god for Arathorn because the wizard and my druid both rolled a 3.

Ohhhhhhh boy perhaps we should've short rested beforehand. Bardlock got restrained and sliced with a blade on fire and it was hella damage oh my god.

They're getting into a counterspell battle! First one I've witnessed! And unfortunately, we're the losers. This guy is mad powerful. Will we die?? ..... Mayhaps.

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!!!!! Our elf ranger companion, newbie to actual adventuring, has successfully taken down the Yuan-ti! Good for him!

And Harper continues to do the finishing blows! The journey to the dark side is a slide!

Time to loot his body. Magic bracers, magic sword, and, a sending stone. To who? I kind of want to speak into it but I'm a bit worried it's a fuckin demon lord or something and that would not be wise.

The magic ritual circle is to summon an extraplanar circle. There's a black spike in the middle...... Hrm.... Whomst?

Oh fuck snakeboy's blood touches and shatters it. Oh no. Oh wait ok it's fine, it was a contract symbol and we killed the contract holder. The air around us isn't quite as dense now...

That was definitely the source of at least the necrotic damage, but maybe not the goblins and such.

So with that, we're ending for the night and moving our evenings doing this to Sundays! I repeat, new dnd nights are Sundays!

Edit: WE FUCKING LEVELED UP! YESSSSS!!!!

Dnd: Brought to you by delicious chicken piccata!

Magus is back! And a little upsetti he's been poofed yet again. Sorry, Magus! Our wizard will eventually find a way to figure out how to do something about it.

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Our wizard cast minor illusion on a regular deck of cards to make a picture book of our pirate fight in the campaign our characters were from. The elven guide, Arathorn, is very jealous and thinks he would be great at it.

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Druid: Wait, you learned how to use guns at the wizard academy?!

Wizard: Uhhh, yeah?

Bardlock: Do you remember how to use one?

Wizard: No lol

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DM: So your party is very stealthy, the journey is uneventful. You come out-

Bardlock: I'm gay!

DM: Good for you. You come out into a clearing-

There are 4 white wolves with psionics. Why. I don't wanna fight wolves. I love them. But! We are ready for them! I am summoning velociraptors. I gotta bring out the excel spreadsheet.

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DM: These creatures are pretty big so even behind a tree you can see its ass- is that a fruit by the foot??

Me, mouth full of fruit snack: Mhrm

DM: Nice.

I gave them all fruit snacks afterwards

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The wolves are 8-16 feet tall? Hello?? That's too fuckin large versus my poor tiny creature velociraptors. I have only one left as of this sentence. It did one little bite. But! They served as a good buffer for one round while the rest of us began to run out!

My velociraptor survived another round and managed to get both hits in! If it takes the wolf down it's going to be hilarious. Also I want the yellow starburst even though I won an orange one from melting the crap out of one wolf with burning hands and my fire spirit's flame spit.

One of the wolves is fighting an illusion doing psychic damage, aka, bad vibes air. At least he's off doing his own thing.

Oh hey. I cleared out two more, including yellow and pink starburst, with a leveled up fireball. Wildfire druid ftw. And our bardlock killed the last one! Proud of ya, Harper. Great job!

[dckweed]

omg omg wait Jealous!Johnathan Byers x fem!Reader where like he kinda has to remind Y/N of her place?

you got it babe! sorry i didnt get this done yesterday, i saw the notification come through but we were having a family day yesterday (we took our daughter to the zoo for the first time ever!) and by the time we got home i was honestly too beat to put any effort in. so, i give you my best representation of jealous!jonathan

warnings: unprotected sex (please use condoms, this is purely for fictional make believe pleasure), angry? sex, slight praise, and im sorry but you cannot convince me that sweet little jonathan byers doesn't have a control kink ok? so lots of that. hair pulling, spanking. minors DO NOT READ.

'STUPID FUCKING BOYS' Jonathan Byers x female!Reader

You were with Jonathan, just running errands. It was a blazingly hot, Midwestern summer day and though your mind was on going to the pool to cool off, your boyfriend had decided that today of all days was the day that he needed to go get new film for his camera. You had pouted and whined, but he had given you that look, and that little squeeze high up on your thigh as he was driving that told you that he would more than make up for your disappointment later, so you didn't complain.

Though, you were ready to chew his head off for leaving the car parked in the sun, without the air conditioner running and the windows just barely cracked. He'd been in the store for only a few minutes, but you felt like you were drowning in the humidity and with a pissy groan you grab a couple dollars out of your purse and throw the passenger side door open, stepping out. Your long legs dazzled in the sun, the sweat clinging to your tanned skin. You had dressed for the pool, not expecting to be told no, and hadn't thought to bring backups, leaving you in your tiny green bikini top, and a pair of faded blue daisy dukes.

Looking both ways, you quickly ran across the street, not noticing the group of boys standing outside one of the shops until it was too late. "Damn, Byers' girl is hot." You heard one of them say, he looked like one of Steve's friends so you just roll your eyes and open the door to the ice cream parlor, stepping into the cool air.

The guy behind the counter gives you a wide eyed look, to which you just respond with a charming smile. "Hi sweetie," You say, leaning against the glass counter, biting your lip. "can i get two scoops? strawberry and mint chocolate chip?" You ask, almost teasing him with your innocent little smile. You see his face flush red, before he makes a strangled noise, staring behind you.

You turn, startled to see Jonathan, his bag from the film store dangling in his fingers. "Hey babe," He says, coming beside you, his mouth set in a firm line. You weren't sure if he had heard the way you were flirting with the boy, or if he was just mad at him staring at you. "I thought you were waiting in the car." He slid put his arm behind your back, sliding his hand into the pocket of your shorts, giving your ass a tight squeeze.

"I got too hot, you didn't leave the air on." You shrug, moving to cash register, him shuffling behind you with his hand still in your pocket.

"Awe I'm sorry, did the princess get uncomfortable?" He fake pouts, patronizing you. He loved calling you princess because he knew it was one of the few things that annoyed you.

You roll your eyes, taking your ice cream cone with glee before Jonathan hands him the money from your back pocket. "Thanks love, perfectly sweet!" You say, throwing the kid a wink before turning on your foot and walking out, Jonathan right behind you.

"Love?" He whispers in your ear as the door closes. You only wink at him, taking a long lick of your ice cream. He gave you one of his brooding looks, and opened his mouth to say something before he was rudely interrupted by the boys from before.

"Hey Byers," You hear one of them call, you don't look as you start to walk back across the street, but you know they caught his attention. "are you sure you know how to handle her? because if not, my hands are pretty capable."

you almost drop your cone in shock, had you really heard that right? to his credit, your boyfriend doesn't say anything, though you do hear him scoff as he runs to catch up with you, putting his hand on the small of your back to guide you back to your side of the car. "Get in." His voice is firm, and you can tell he's a little upset.

You did as told, though you're unable to resist teasing him just a little bit. "I don't know, Jonathan, maybe I ought to go spend the day with him," you say, giving him a look over your shoulder. "after all, you never did answer his question, can you handle me?" He damn near glared at you, you'd just hit a nerve.

You felt bad, but didn't say anything farther, letting him slam your door before watching him walk around the front of the car and get in his own, licking your ice cream cone as slowly as you could.

The drive back to his house was longer than usual and tense, he was staring at you from the corner of his eye, you faced him fully, still licking your ice cream, though it was nearly gone. You watched him grip the steering wheel as you moaned, licking some of the sweet snack off of your chin after it dribbled down.

You had just finished chewing the somewhat soggy cone when he pulled up his driveway, which thankfully was empty of Joyce's car and Will's bike wasn't anywhere to be seen. You two would have the house to yourselves, probably for a while. You couldn't keep excitement away.

He put the car until park and got out, slamming the door. You pout, you knew he was upset but you hoped he wasn't actually angry at you, you had really just been playing. You get out, following behind him happily. You come up behind him, pouting more. "Baby, are you mad at me?" You ask as he opens the door to the house, you feel his hand on your bicep, and all of a sudden you're being thrown into the house. "What the hel-"

He's on you as soon as you turn around to face him, his lips on yours, clashing against you almost angrily with the way he's pulling you against him. "Shut up." He says, his tone cool and bossy when you start to ask him what he was doing. "You want to know if I can handle you, princess?" He asks, shrugging his shirt over his head, tossing it to the ground. He had a serious look on his face, one that you had always found hot. "You're about to fucking find out."

Oh, you really had struck a nerve. You'd never truly seen jealous, Jonathan before, and you had to say that so far, you definitely liked him. "Oh yeah?" You ask, taunting him. In seconds he had you pushed up against the wall, your back hitting it hard. His hands went to your chest, pulling your bikini top in a rough motion, allowing your tits to bounce free. He puts his hands on the back of your thighs and you jump, wrapping your legs around his waist.

"I told you to shut up, Princess." He says, his voice quiet now, but still gruff and sexy. He kissed your lips harshly, leaving you moaning for more as he moved down to your neck, sucking and biting in his favorite places as he left marks in his wake. His hands roam your body, going from squeezing your ass to squeezing your tits, before giving them a rough smack that brushed right against the already sensitive buds of your nipples. You arched up into him, a strangled noise coming from your bruised lips, god why did this turn you on so much?

Jonathan was usually a sweet lover, rough but loving, he'd never acted like this with you, and you had nothing but arousal for this new side of him. God, you would've let him do anything to you right then and there, you didn't care.

You barely notice when he moves you from the wall and walks down the hallways, kicking open his bedroom door before tossing you onto his bed, watching you bounce as you land. You perch onto your shoulders, biting your lip as you watch him, he's undoing his pants, letting them drop down to the floor with his boxers as he stalked towards you, that dark glint in his eyes as he stared down at you.

You rub your thighs together, wanting some kind of friction against the throbbing ache you had between them, your cunt already soaking with your arousal. You squeal when all of a sudden he pulls you to the edge of the bed by the ends of your shorts, pulling them roughly down hour legs, your swimsuit bottoms going with them. "Shit, Jonathan.." You groan, your legs spread wide open for him. You expected him to take his time like he usually did, despite the way that he was already pumping his hard cock in his hand as he stared down at you, as if he was trying to decide what to do with you.

"Get on your fucking knees." He says, and you don't hesitate to do as you're told, getting on you knees quickly, your ass just dangling close enough to the edge. You can't help but shake it, to tease him, god you wanted him to just touch you in anyway, you could still feel the slap he'd landed to your tits lingering, and you half wanted him to smack your ass.

As if he could read your mind, he groaned at the view, his hand coming down quickly. The sound reverberates in the room, and you moan at the feel of your skin stinging, you just know that there's going to be a Jonathan sized hand print there when you're done. "You're in for it now, baby." He you hear him say, his hands on your hips as he slowly guides himself into your tight, wet cunt. Your pussy contracted around him, tightening in pleasure and from the arousal that you undoubtedly we're getting everywhere. You take him down to the base, a loud pornographic moan escaping your throat.

You start to move your hips back and forth on him, wanting more of him, wanting to ease the throbbing of need. Another smack to your ass, another loud moan. "Don't fucking move." He says, and you know he wants full control of you now. You groan, but do as told. "Good fucking girl, princess..you want me to fuck you? You want me to fuck you so good that you're screaming?" He asks, his fingers digging into the skin of your ass as he speaks, the question from earlier ringing through his mind, not yours, because he knew you were just playing, but those stupid fucking boys who thought he didn't know how to handle his woman? Fuck he wished they were here right now to rub it in their faces, to show them that he did indeed know how to handle you properly.

"Yes, fuck, Jonathan.." You groan out, trying your hardest to stay still. You hear him give a soft groan under his breath, and within seconds he's fucking you senseless.

He has his hands on your hips, pulling you back against him with each thrust of his hips, keeping up a steady, but gruelling pace. He smacked your ass once more, loving the way his red handprint decorated it, god it was fucking hot. Your moans only spur him on more, the feel of you wetter than you'd ever been, clenching around him as he drilled into your tight little perfect pussy.

You feel him lean over your back, his hand snaking up into your hair, wrapping around his fist before using his grip to pull you up backwards, his hips snapping up into you still, almost at a rougher, harder pace, the new position giving him deeper, better spots to hit.

You were a mess, practically drooling as he fucked you harder than he ever had before, the sound of skin smacking against skin ringing out through the whole house. "Shit, fuck, oh Jesus.." You chanted out, feeling his breath on your neck. His other hand snaked back around to your front, gripping one of your breasts once more, pinching and pulling at your nipple before giving it another hard smack, spurring your moaning on farther.

"Look at you Princess, a perfect fucking mess getting fucked on my cock like this," He says, his breath hot in your ear, low and quiet. "taking me so fucking well, those stupid fucking boys had no clue what they were talking about did they?" He asks, his hand gripping your hair tighter as his free hand roamed down to the pussy he was pounding relentlessly into, his fingers finding your sensitive clit, rubbing it almost expertly.

"n-no, baby, they d-dont know how to handle me.." You moan loudly, your legs beginning to tremble as he mercilessly rubbed at your clit, still fucking your pussy at the same angry pace. "H-holy shit baby!"

"That's it princess, thats right, come on my fucking cock, good fucking girl.." He moans, the feeling of you clenching against his cock so tight almost too much to bear, he feels you cuming, your legs and body quaking against him as you moan his name out loudly, the sound of it the thing that pushes him over the edge. Without warning he cums inside of you, his hot juices filling your pussy up perfectly as he finally stops his relentless pace, stopping to catch his breath.

You fall against his chest, his cock still inside of you. Your body is limp and he hums as he unwraps his hand from your hair, letting it go around to give your breast an affectionate squeeze as he kissed your neck sweetly, not letting you go.

"You okay baby, was that too much?" He asks quietly, concerned that he might've hurt you, back to his sweet self.

You shake your head, your eyes closed as you tried to gather yourself. "Im..okay.." You get out, placing your hand over your shoulder, letting it run through his hair lovingly. "That was perfect baby.."

You feel him chuckle before he slowly pulls out of you, his cum starting to spill out and down your leg. He doesn't let you go, but turns you around, taking you into his arms. "Let's go shower, and then we'll watch a movie okay? Order your favorite pizza?" You hum in response, laying your head on his shoulder.

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Being Shiratorizawa's Manager:

Manager with an Amputated Leg

Shiratorizawa x GN! Manager

Warnings: fluff; reader has an Amputated Leg

AN: This is a request from Box Gremlin anon!!! I talked with them and they gave me creative freedom on this piece so I went a little light hearted 🥰 Also SHIRATORIZAWA 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻 I'm getting it out of the way now

Support system? 🤝🏻 support system

Seriously these boys love you no matter what YN

You could probably commit a heinous crime and they'd be like

"Mmm it was probably deserved"

These boys respect you so much and know how hard you work

Let's just say that when you started this job, you had already lost your leg in an accident

Everyone in school knew but like it wasn't that big of a deal

YN is capable ok 👍🏻

You started managing the boys volleyball team your first year in school

Goshiki 👉🏻 immediately crushing on you

Doesn't matter, this boy will let you walk over him as he lays in a puddle of mud 🤚🏻

Tendou ADORES you and he's constantly making jokes about your leg

"Come on YN, keep up! It's like your missing a leg or something"- Tendou 🤪

You 👉🏻 then how come I'm still better at blocking then you are 🤨

Semi, Reon and Yamagata are DYING RN

Ushijima 👉🏻 YN is right they have a better blocking record

Tendou 👉🏻👁💧👄💧👁

You wear a prosthetic so honestly the boys don't really notice most of the time

But when you take it off 👀

Omg they kind of low key freak out/think it's like the coolest thing ever

"YN can I try your leg out"- Tendou

Semi 👉🏻😐 🙄

Goshiki 👉🏻 imagine how fast Tendou would be if he had three legs 😱

Ushijima 👉🏻 there's nothing in the rules against it

Semi 👉🏻 giving up he'll never win

The boys are use to your quirks and habits by now

But it's when you are at tournaments that the real fun begins 😏

These angels are absolutely protective of you YN

Just because they literally don't want anyone breathing their precious managers air 🙄

Yamagata totally suggested putting you in a bubble

Kawanishi said no because then you wouldn't fit on the bus

Goshiki then said "I'll ride on top of the bus with YN" 🥰

Literally, this is your life now YN I'm sorry

However, today your prosthetic was bothering you

Maybe it wasn't sitting right and you needed to adjust it

You were walking with Shirabu when you told him you needed to stop and fix it

"Do you need help YN?" He asked as you shook your head

"Go ahead and warm up! I'll be right there!"- You

You sit down, rolling your pants up and removing your prosthetic

Suddently you hear someone say "HOLY CRAP"

You look over to see Karasuno's number ten and bestest bouncy boy staring at you in shock

"Oh hi!" You said waving and going g back to your business

"Are- are you ok?"- Hinata 😳

"Oh I'm fine! Thanks for asking how are you?"- You 🥰

Hinata is still just staring 👁👄👁

You 👉🏻🤨

Then it hits you

"Oh yeah I'm fine! Just my leg wasn't cooperating today!" You say chuckling "darn thing has a mind of its own"

Hinata RN 👉🏻 👁👄👁 oh-

Suddenly our Stoic tree man appears behind Hinata

Hinata 👉🏻 😱😱😱

You 👉🏻🥰 Toshi 🥰

"What are you doing to our manager, Shoyo Hinata from the concrete?"- Ushijima 😐

You 👉🏻 from the what???

"Oh- I was, I was-" Hinata rn 😰

"It's ok Toshi, he was just checking on me! I'm ready now!"- You say standing and waving at Hinata

"Good luck today!" You said grabbing Toshi by the hand and walking away

Ushijima rn 👉🏻😐😑 glaring at Hinata

You 👉🏻🥰🤪🤸‍♂️

You and Ushijima 👉🏻👬

Ushijima 👉🏻😐 🌳

Please YN, I beg you, do less

Once in the gym, the boys fawn over uou like they always do

"YN are you ok?"- Semi

You 👉🏻🤨 I'm fine

"If you need us to hurt someone YN"- Kawanishi

Ushijima is still glaring at Hinata 😑

"Really guys I'm fine BUT 👀 winning the match sure would be nice" 🙃

Please YN that was already a given 😍

[peace-for-levi]

Levi x GN!Reader on their Period

These are just edited/rewritten headcanons because I am on my period now and it is PAINFUL. I have PCOS and really painful periods, so I totally get painful periods. Sometimes I can’t even stand up with the cramps! And the headache I had today omg???

Warnings: just fluff, already established relationship with Levi, Levi having a bit of a potty mouth, female-bodied reader (but still written in a GN persepctive.) Levi is OOC, but leave me alone I'm on my period LOL

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You hated periods, who doesn’t? Sometimes you could handle them just fine. Sure, you might have to just ‘smile through the pain’ or whatever, but it was never something outrageous. After all, you’d had your fair share of injuries over the years and you’d gladly take a few days of period cramps over getting your leg nearly gnawed clean off. You were a veteran squad leader, you could handle a bit of pain for sure!

You still had some months where it was unbearable. Like, the only way you’d get out of bed was if you were pulled out by someone… Not that you-know-who wouldn’t try. You had managed to keep the period talk to a nought around your boyfriend as the relationship was very fresh, just a few months old. You may have known each other for years, but the man was so icky about dirt and dust as it is, there’s no way he’d handle the dreaded monthly visitor, right?

It was when you had overslept one morning because you were up all night trying to get to sleep with the pain that he managed to find out. It wasn’t like you to oversleep, either, so he had to go knocking.

“Oi, [F/n], get up.” He commanded from outside the bedroom door. He was currently standing in your office and he noticed the abandoned paperwork on your desk. Weird, they normally finish what they’re doing, he said to himself.

It was true, you were a hard worker. But last night, it was too much and you called it an early night. He knocked again and you groaned. When he heard silence he pushed the door open. Great, your peace was disturbed. Your eyes snapped open when you felt a wet sensation between your legs. Oh, god, you went to bed fully prepared and yet… you still ended up with soiled sheets?! Levi was making his way over to you and you hid under the covers, not ready to face the world

“Get up, [F/n], the squad is waiting for you.” He said. Sometimes, you split the training of the new Levi Squad between the two of you. They were a lovely bunch of kids and it made you feel guilty that you had overslept. You just groaned again in response, really not in the mood for anything today. “The hell’s wrong with you?”

“Nothing.” You muttered under the sheets, wrapping yourself further.

“Then get up.” He said. He raised a leg and proceeded to kick your form. It wasn’t by any means a hard kick at all, he would never be violent around you on purpose. It was just him being a bit on the rough side because of his thug background. It was just that… the kick ended up hitting your tummy. You cried out and rolled over, turning your back to him.

Okay, they can definitely handle a punch, this isn’t like them, he said to himself. Unbeknownst to him, he just thought you were being a baby. He attempted to unfold you from the covers, tugging at them hard. Sensing he’d see the mess, you clawed at them back, trying to keep yourself wrapped up. He could not see the stain, never ever! What would he do? He’d pounce onto the ceiling and start cowering in fear! (slight exaggeration but you know what I mean)

Levi always won these battles though and he pulled away the covers, leaving the frigid air attack you. His eyes immediately caught sight of the stain. He stared for a few seconds and you swore you saw his eyes softening a tad before leaving you by yourself. You were too busy lamenting in your embarrassment with eyes tightly shut and face buried into the pillow that you only just barely heard the thud next to you of something being dropped onto your bed. You opened an eye and saw a change of clothes, towels and bedsheets. In the blink of an eye, Levi had pulled you out of the confines of your bed and brought a hand to your face to get your attention. You still kept your eyes clamped shut not wanting to face him. But once he smoothed his thumbs under your lower eyelids and softly robbed your cheeks, you opened them.

Whether it was the hormones or the sheer embarrassment of your S/O AND superior catching you in such a state, but fat tears rolled down your cheeks and you began to cry. And it was an ugly cry.

"Hey, hey..." he whispered softly. "What's up?"

"'What's up?'" you parroted, "Fucking that's what's up!" you exclaimed, pointing to the bedsheets. You brought your hands to your face to hide your tears and Levi honestly found it kinda humorous. It wasn't like you to cry over something so inconsequential.

He had enough sense to not laugh right now though, this was a big deal to you right now.

“Just a stain that can be easily removed," he assured in a hushed tone. The sense of urgency from his voice was now gone and his tone was much softer. It had to be; you weren't exactly having the best time right now.

"Grab a towel, and go have a shower. I’ll take care of the bedsheets,” he said, motioning to the bathroom in your room. “Come out when you’re ready, I’ll be here waiting.” He grabbed your hand and slipped a tampon/pad in there discreetly before shoving you away so that you could get ready.

All you could think about was how disgusted he must have been while changing your bed sheets but you took your time in the shower. Once you finished, you changed and you noticed Levi picked up a uniform that was a size higher than normal, opting for comfort. The pants were definitely looser but you also appreciated that gesture immediately. You walked out with damp, dripping hair and caught sight of your boyfriend sitting on a neatly made bed with a cup of tea in his hand. He got up once he noticed you staring and then walked over to you. With a “be careful, it’s hot” he got you to hold the cup and encouraged you to drink.

“I put sugar in the tea, you need the energy.” He said plainly and walked over to the bed. You began to take a drink when you noticed he had hopped under the covers after shrugging off his tan-military jacket. He held open the covers for you, motioning to slip in with him.

Maybe he wasn’t as grossed out as you thought…? Or maybe he was hiding it?

Either way, you snuggled up beside him - not passing up any opportunity where he willingly invited you to cuddle - and buried your face in the crook of his neck. He asked if there was any way you’d prefer to lay in and he adjusted accordingly.

“You’re not mad at the mess?” you asked after a few minutes of silence.

“It’s fine. Not like you could help it.”

“Yeah, but-”

“No buts. It’s nothing I haven’t seen before.” He replied.

You pondered as to what this could have meant but then you remembered how he lived with a woman before in the Underground. Isabel Magnolia must have had a similar experience or two.

“Thanks, Levi. Just give me a few minutes, I’ll be ready to face them then…” you murmured into his neck.

“No need. Ordered them to clean the Mess Hall today.” He explained. You noticed he was not budging and that his eyes had now shut.

“Levi, they’re going to hate you for that!” you cried, sitting up. But once the cramps returned with a terrifying vengeance, your face scrunched up. Levi leaned up and gently pulled you against him again, now opting to run a hand along your lower back, knowing that probably hurt too.

“They can go without training for one day. Besides, the Mess Hall never meets my standards, so they'll be there for a while…” he said, his voice lowering to a whisper as his lips moved to caress yours. A few passionate smooches were passed between the two of you, his hand cradling your head. "How are your cramps?"

"Really bad." Admittedly, the warm water from the shower had helped a small bit as did the intimate and passionate ministrations from your lover but... there was no harm in milking it when he was being so openly affectionate.

"Rest up, then. We can do joint-training tomorrow if it's still bad." He said, nuzzling his nose against your pulse point.

Mission: accomplished... sort of.

You were so grateful how he was able to toss any need for cleaning aside to comfort you and you snuggled even closer. His hand continued to rub your damp head of hair and when you heard his breathing slow, you knew he was probably dozing off.

If the first day of your menses were always going to be experienced like this, with you tightly secure in his muscular arms and exchanging compassionate smooches and cuddling... perhaps your period cramps came with a small blessing.

For something you were so embarrassed about showing him initially, you were so glad you did. Levi was like a whole new person for those few hours in bed, and was always from that day forward whenever the first day of your cycle rolled around. Perhaps less spoon-fed and cuddly - he did have work to get through after all - but he would always make sure you were comfortable.

You had honestly expected the man to be his usual self around you and your time of the month, but in fact, he was surprisingly accommodating. When you started to get crampy and moody, he’d back the hell off and know to keep his mouth shut and not press your buttons any further. If you were getting run down from fighting your cramps and the nausea, he’d order you to take a nap or run you a warm shower and tell you to take as long as you needed.

TL;DR - Levi is an absolute - and unexpected - champ at dealing with periods.

[peachyysugaa]

troublemaker

― dancer youtubers!lee heeseung x gn!dance major!reader

sparks fly when the top two dancers on youtube collab!

genre: slow-burn fluff, s2l

wc: 3.9k (omg i'm sorry) + 2 twitter pics

warnings: probably some wrong dance terminology, slightly suggestive (the dance is just 😳), short timeskip, it's cheesy please bear with me

part of my youtuber enhypen series, the fifth upload! feel free to read on its own~ ♞──────────────────────────♞

you finish off your last move with your arms wide open, your chest heaving up and down from lack of breath. smiling nevertheless, you know you absolutely love the feeling of getting your breath taken away after dancing because you know it meant you did your best. you walk towards the camera lens and peek at the comments through your open laptop.

"did you all enjoy that?" you ask breathlessly grinning. the flooding comments are filled with compliments from your cover of nct u's boss. however, one comment, in particular, caught your eye as others seemed to reply to it.

heeseung ✔ 2s ago wow that was amazing do you wanna do a collab sometime? 😊

line break insurance you've failed me 5x already

your eyes widen as you let out a gasp. "is that the lee heeseung?" you accidentally say out loud. you wince at the realization of your mistake. the comments are both praising you for your success in getting noticed by the other top dancer on youtuber and relating to your remark.

heeseung ✔ 3s ago haha yes it's me dm me if you want to hear more about it 🤍

"oh wow... this is really cool..." you state before blinking to get you out of your stupor. "well everyone, that's going to be all for y/n's motion of dance today! thank you so much for tuning in, love you!"

you wave goodbye for a few more moments and then shut off the broadcast, closing your laptop as soon as you do. you blink twice and suddenly let out a scream.

you stop with a gasp and cover your mouth with your hands because you cannot believe you forgot that your dance studio isn't the most soundproof of places. "sorry, other dance students..." you whisper to them but more for yourself.

taking a look around your escape, your passion, you can't believe you've made it to where you are, being praised as one of the top dancers on such a vast social media platform like youtube. if anything, you guess it runs in your family, after all, you are related to choi yeonjun, who is considered 4th gen's it boy.

though people were skeptical of you at first when you came on the youtube scene as a dancer after your older brother started taking more to modeling and acting, you quickly proved them wrong by showing them your talent and bloomed from then on. of course, you can't forget to mention the person who skyrocketed just around the same time as you.

and that was the aforementioned lee heeseung. you sigh as you finish packing up your clothes and things to head back to your dorm, glancing out the window to see the sun beginning to set. it seems today was a rare early finish for you.

"i could go for a coffee... i need to finish my classics essay anyway," you mumble to yourself, throwing your bag over your shoulder before hitting the showers and changing into a more casual set of clothes. the finishing touch is a baseball cap that sits snug on your head. tightening the strap on the back and grabbing your backpack and dance bag, you finally take your leave of your beloved dance studio and return the key on the way out. fresh air meets your face, allowing you to take a whiff of the cherry blossoms that have been blooming for a month or so as you make your way to the campus café.

ding ding, the coffee shop's calm doorbell welcomes you as your nose is hit by the sweet smells of freshly ground coffee beans. "welcome!" one of the servers calls at the counter, smiling at your figure that walks closer to order. "what can i get you?"

"hi, may i have..." you scan the menu quickly for a familiar drink. "a honey cinnamon iced latte please?"

"of course, name please?"

"choi y/n," you reply.

if they recognize you, they don't make any notion of it, simply scribbling your name on the plastic cup as you make your payment. you're grateful for the normal interaction and the peacefulness of the café, especially after a surprising stream. "i'll call you when your order's ready, choi y/n-ssi," they inform you with a warm grin.

"thank you," you smile back before going to find a seat. spotting a relatively private area close by with only a pair of boys sitting at the booth, you decide to take the booth two spaces away from them. one boy, you notice, sits taller than the other, but his face is covered by a baseball cap. the other looks like a freshman, his cheeks accentuated by a pair of deep dimples.

as you take your seat, you can't help but think the boy with dimples looks rather familiar but can't seem to place your finger on it. shrugging, you simply begin preparing to write your essay by taking out your laptop and notes from your classics ge. the moment you finish is when you hear your name being called.

"choi y/n-ssi, your honey cinnamon iced latte," the server's voice calls. on your way to receive your awaiting drink, you can finally hear the voices of the two boys sitting two booths down from you.

"did your crush just say choi y/n?" the one with the hat says.

'yes, that's me,' you think to yourself nonchalantly.

"weren't you just watching their stream, heeseung hyung?" another voice says as you pick up your latte and thank the server.

wait, heeseung? as in lee heeseung? it's when you turn around with your drink in hand that you notice the two males looking straight at you. now you're able to make out the features of the boy with the cap, and there's no mistaking it.

"lee heeseung?" you mutter out loud at the same time he speaks out yours.

well, maybe that wasn't what you were expecting today, but hey, life is full of surprises, even if they are one after the other for you. after that unexpected encounter, you and heeseung acquainted yourselves, he invited you to sit with them, and now you're sitting at their table, awkwardly sipping on your latte.

"right, so should i leave?" the other boy, who you found out is studytuber and vlogger yang jungwon (which is why he looked familiar to you), blurts out. you chuckle as heeseung shakes his shoulder lightly. "what? you two clearly have to talk about something, i need to study."

"yea, yea, lover boy. make sure you say bye to your crush on the way out," the male dancer teases, causing the younger one to turn bright red.

"don't call me that, hyung," he mutters before picking up his bag and leaving the booth. sure enough, you watch as jungwon passes by the counter and erupts into a nervous mess the moment the server beams at him.

"ah... so he likes them?" you think out loud.

"yup, it's been almost four months now. i'm the reason he even knows this cafe and that server exists," heeseung mentions, making you nod courteously. he turns his attention back to you with his hand placed under his chin. "but their relationship is besides the point. let's talk about us."

"d-did you have to put it that way?" the forwardness catches you off-guard, and you suddenly have a harder time swallowing a sip of your coffee.

"sorry," he says with a teasing smile. "i just think the collab i mentioned would be good for both of us, and it'll be really fun too."

"i agree, people who like you will come to me and vice versa," you nod. "but do you know what we would be dancing to?"

"so does that mean you're in?" he asks, smile starting to grow on his face. wordlessly, you roll your eyes and hold out your hand for him to shake. that's when his full smile comes out, causing your cheeks to heat up as you think about how much more handsome it makes him look. taking your hand, heeseung shakes it with his vigorously. "alright, dance partner, we have a deal."

after much deliberation and research, the two of you finally agree on troublemaker by the duo hyuna and hyunseung. heeseung suggested this song, stating that he always wanted to do the choreo with somebody and that it's destiny that both males have a name that starts with h and ends with seung. quite frankly, it's not like you could find much anyway, besides some cool music bank mc stages, it is cool that troublemaker was originally an opposite-gender duo in the korean entertainment industry.

the choreography however is an entirely different story. at many points, hyuna's body is touched by hyunseung and vice versa, but if they can do it and stay professional, then you believe you can too. besides, dancing will always be just dancing. heeseung also assures you that if you want, the two of you can just have your hands hovering, which makes you feel relieved to have an understanding partner.

hours pass by, and you and heeseung decide to meet at your usual dance studio daily after all your classes, which wasn't hard because he also frequented the same one.

"i still can't believe we attend the same university," you say aloud as the both of you pack up your laptops and supplies.

"i know right, you would think one of us would recognize the dance studio we go to 24/7, right?" he laughs. "although, i've seen you use a different one sometimes."

"do you really watch my covers and streams often?" you ask baffled. he and you wave the workers goodbye and make your way to the brisk evening air waiting outside as the staff sends you off.

"i do, is that so hard to believe?"

"a little," you reply sheepishly.

"well, let me walk you to your dorm and prove to you how much of a choi y/n stan i am," he boasts, and you let yourself laugh freely as you walk beside him to your destination.

it's strange, knowing a famous youtuber you watched also knew and followed you, but then again, you're not exactly nobody either. when heeseung drops you off, he admits that he actually lives a few floors above you and that you two can walk home together after each rehearsal. it's even stranger, knowing a famous youtuber literally has been on your campus, in the same dorm building as you, and this whole time, the two of you have both been clueless as to the other's existence as an ordinary college student.

speaking of which, he can't be a dance major, right? otherwise, you would've already seen him! these thoughts keep you tossing and turning to the point you don't register when you fell asleep. when you wake up, you feel as if you didn't get any sleep at all, but get up and ready nevertheless, going through another regular day as a dance major.

by the time your classes are over, you walk out of the studio yawning about to stop by your dorm to freshen up and maybe fit in a nap. you're holding a hand over your mouth mid-yawn when a voice starts talking to you.

"good thing i stopped by to get coffee." you open your eyes and close your mouth to see lee heeseung holding two cups of coffee. he's dressed in an oversized white shirt and grey sweatpants, a common dance practice outfit, so why is your heart skipping so many beats. "yo, choi y/n."

"heeseung," you say, still shocked. he hands you the coffee, which is actually the same flavor you got yesterday. "thanks."

"no problem," he replies coolly. "maybe we should take a break before we get to it?"

"i'll be fine, how about we can start watching the choreo?"

"they're always ready to dance," he nods with an impressed smile. "as expected of a dance major."

the two of you walk inside and book a studio for a few hours as you raise an eyebrow at him. "wait, what major are you?"

"music production."

"that makes so much sense!" you say relieved, stepping into the studio room for the umpteenth time. "i was racking my brains wondering what major you were."

"so the famous choi y/n is curious about me?" he smirks. you groan and facepalm in response. "i'm kidding, i'm kidding. let's watch the video on my tablet?"

nodding, the two of you watch carefully, eyes glued to the screen at your respective roles. you hold your breath at some touchy parts but also notice that both idols were able to shine in their solos.

"a few tweaks here and there, and it'll be perfect," heeseung comments once the video is over. "but let's go over some boundaries, yeah? let me know what you're comfortable with and what you're not."

"right," you agree, once again relieved to have such a safe and understanding partner like him. "well, i think i'm okay with you touching my arms, shoulders, and hips like hyunseung did to hyuna. i just need some time to get used to it."

"alright, that sounds good," he says nodding with a hand under his chin. "then for today, i'll just hover my hands over the places they need to be."

"what a gentleman," you tease.

he rolls his eyes playfully at you. "let's start marking."

and so that's what the two of you start on. with the video on the tablet, you go through the motions with the speed lowered, eventually picking up more moves until you're able to follow at the normal speed. as expected of the top two dancers on youtube, the two of you are quick on observing and learning the dance and get done with basic marking within 20 minutes or so.

after marking, you take a quick water break to watch the video again in full detail, officially beginning your first real practice. as promised, throughout the entirety of marking, heeseung has kept his hands to himself, but you've become comfortable enough to have him do a little more.

before you start practicing for real, you decide to speak with him. "hee," you call him as he puts down his water bottle.

"hm?" he confirms that you have his attention, looking up with his large doe-like eyes while wiping his mouth off from some excess water.

"uhm.." you fidget with your top a little before mustering up some courage. "you can do light touches now for the choreo."

"really? are you sure?" you nod at his question, causing him to come up to you and ruffle your hair lightly. you bat his hands away with a pout, smoothing out the mess he made as he laughs at you. "that's great, y/n," he says with a bright smile, unknowingly making your heart beat a little faster as you nod again. in your head, you rush to cover up the physical reaction with an excuse that it's just from the amount of exercise you've done.

the two of you stand in front of the mirror, ready to go. before the music starts, heeseung turns to you and says, "just let me know if i make you uncomfortable at all."

"i'll be fine," you reassure him with a small smile. that's when the song begins, and the sparks start to fly. every move flowed like water, yet every touch between the two of you was like electricity as if the two elements were working together instead of fighting. even though the touches are light, they still put chills up your spine, in a way that you can only describe with the phrase "meant to happen."

was fate moving its course to put this match together, or were you imagining it? you're not sure, but you grin while catching your breath once the first practice is over. falling to the floor softly, you sit with your hands splayed behind you and let out a relieved sigh. "ahh... dancing is so... great!"

heeseung chuckles at your reaction and offers a hand to get you up. "i'm glad you think that because we got a lot more practice ahead of us, partner."

"yup!" you say with a widening smile. the moment you took his hand, you felt an electric jolt that almost made you let go. getting up, you shake it off and barely catch the expression on your dance partner's face. "is something the matter?"

he blinks a bit before he's shaking his head with that charming smirk of his. "nope! let's practice!"

practice, practice, practice. that's how the next few hours go. and just like the day before, heeseung walks you to your dorm building, this time the conversation about how excited the two of you are for the recording.

that's basically how the next four or so days go, now that heeseung came into your life. your daily routine of wake up, eat, class, dance, repeat was shaken by him, because now he was a part of it. it's an indescribable feeling, hanging out with him. the best word, or phrase actually, is the same one you used while dancing with him: meant to be.

so when you finally get to the day of recording, you almost don't want it to end. at least, that's what you're telling your best friend and makeup artist, kim sunoo.

"friend, you're telling me that you and this guy have been following along to..." he tells you to look up as he curls your eyelashes. "a dance like that for four days and you've been getting shocks this whole time?"

"i mean, yeah?"

"y/n, i love you, but you're missing a little something, aren't you?"

"wha-!?"

"pucker up, sweetie, we're making your lips look kissable," sunoo commands. you do an eye-roll but do as he says. "if you don't ask him out or do something by the end of this, you can at least kiss your best shot at a boyfriend goodbye with luscious lips."

he finishes applying the color and asks you to rub your lips together and make that pop sound. "perfect," your best friend compliments. "go out there and get your mans."

"thank you, sunoo!" you say, gazing at your reflection in the mirror and loving the way he accentuated your features. "by the way, you're all talk. you should ask your celebrity crush out when they appear on your channel."

"i'll get there when i get there!" he whines and starts pushing you out of his dorm room. "just go get 'em, tiger."

with that, you make your way to the dance studio where heeseung is waiting for you, dressed in hyunseung's iconic suit with the leopard-patterned blazer. your heart quickens, seeing how much more handsome he looks dressed up, hair slicked back and some makeup done. he looks up upon hearing the door open and his mouth slightly hangs open as well.

the both of you are silent as you approach him, in your equally bedazzling outfit, sheer to mimic hyuna's stage dress. "you look amazing," the two of you say at the same time. stunned at the simultaneous sentence, you two immediately start guffawing at how this was unlike your usual interactions.

"that was so awkward!" you blurt out, unable to contain your laughter.

"yea, not like us at all," he admits while he wipes a stray tear from laughing too hard away. smiling at each other, you admire the way his eyes reflect your image and sparkle. "you ready to get this show on the road."

"ready as i'll ever be." the two of you get into your positions on the opposite ends of the room, and heeseung starts the camera and the music soon after. you take each step slowly to meet him in the middle as he takes your hand and brings it up to his lips to give it a kiss while smirking. you keep your face professional as the two of you take a few steps forward, the back of his fingers curled over the front of yours.

starting back-to-back, you walk forward a bit before the beat drops and heeseung's part begins. you're on autopilot as you dance your fingers from his chest to his shoulders, and then the chorus comes. hips swaying, you're able to feel his hands' light taps on your body as the two of you lose yourself to the music you've danced to hundreds of times this week.

then, it's your killing part as you lipsync hyuna's rap and take bold steps around heeseung's body, ending up behind him to bring your hands over his shoulders and make a scratching movement across his chest. you step towards his side, do your thing, and walk away as if playing hard to get.

you wait for his part during the bridge and make a side glance towards him before moving towards him and performing the hip-heavy part of the chorus together. your partner moves his face up along your arm, taking it in like you're a statue. you then act like you brush him away when heeseung gets close enough. after this second chorus, you're leaving him to do his big solo, watching carefully as he makes his every move precise and crisp yet flow well.

it's the last chorus now, and this time, you can't take your eyes off each other as you finally face one another. you stay drowning in his shades of brown without a single misstep until you have to walk away from him. you wait for him to come towards you, back slightly turned away as he jaunts forward, making his way to be captured by your hand behind his neck.

the last breath of the song is the one where you're supposed to turn your head away as his own chases yours, but this time, you brave forward and lean in close. the music fades away, but all you hear is his breathing, feeling it against your own.

you stay like this, ensnared in each other's arms, forgetting about everything except the person wrapped close to you as you feel his every breath against your lips and every inhale and exhale under your hand. he searches your eyes, looking for some kind of sign. "do you mind if i—"

that was all you needed before you're pressing your lips against his. it only takes seconds for him to kiss you back, moving his hands from their previous position on your hips to hold your face. becoming breathless from dancing was one thing, becoming breathless from kissing heeseung was another thing entirely, it was in a league of its own you note as you pull away and rest your forehead on his.

"we'll have to edit that out," you say after what seemed like ages of taking each other in while chuckling.

"i have a better idea than editing."

"oh, and what's that, handsome?"

"look at you getting all bold, troublemaker," heeseung replies with that smile of his. he shakes his head, moving away from you and taking your hand in his. "how about we go on our first official date as youtube's top dancer couple?"

"that does sound like a better idea," you agree, your own smile widening.

"then let's make it happen, sweetheart."

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a/n: wow this was a long one!! i'm not sure if i detailed all the movements well, but i hope you all enjoyed it nevertheless <3