#but thats better for him; he has better things to do than fret over his appearance

[samarecharm]

tw disordered eating (not in explicit detail)

Whenever i write Yusuke and his relationship w the thieves, i try to emphasize that Yusuke was in a really really Really bad space not only mentally (like the others) but physically; hes bone-stick thin and you can feel his ribs jutting out if you go for a hug. Hes a bit gaunt in the face and hes got next to no muscle mass. He tires easily and hes kind of a shit fighter bc of it. The metaverse fills in the gaps a little bit, but his body is still very frail and unprepared to transition to an active lifestyle after years of surviving off of such a bare bones calorie diet. For my Akira, it is the driving force behind wanting to takedown Madarame; hes a sucker for a pretty face but hes also unable to look away from someone actively wasting away because of the actions of their guardian.

If any of them try to mention Yusukes physical state or diet, he often deflects, angrily, reminding them that he is abnormally tall, and that that obviously contributes to his thin (frail) stature. Its very hard to get him to eat while theyre in saferooms, and he often lags behind while exploring the museum. He cant stay in combat for too long, and at some point, Akira debates if he should even allow Yusuke to stay on the team; if he passed out or Worse under Akiras watch, hed never forgive himself.

BUT. As the thieves gain his trust, Yusukes a bit more willing to indulge them. He learns quickly that they arent pitying him like he initially assumed (he is far too aware of how much he feels like hes neglected his own body; and how others can easily see that neglect). They routinely eat and hang together bc thats just how they bond, and theyre just trying to invite him into their circle properly. Akira has zero experience w this kind of thing, but Ryuji and Ann are athletes and models respectively; theyre both in fields that encourage that kind of self destructive behavior, and they have some kind of insight into how to avoid falling for those same traps, and helping people who Do end up in those scenarios.

(Anns parents, despite their absence, do their best to prepare her for how cutthroat the modeling world is; to keep her from developing the kind of habits and mindsets that let young men and women destroy themselves. ESPECIALLY bc my Ann is a plus sized model. And Ryuji, as a promising track star, would know how bad it can get for professional athletes, the lengths at which theyd go to maintain their positions and ability to compete. Hes a gym rat who loves food and nutrition and knows what he needs to keep himself fit, and thats all he really needs)

They cant feed Yusuke the way they WANT to bc hes already so thin, so they just let him take from their plates to sample things and let him feel included. He starts taking up Ryujis offers to go get meals together, even is Ryuji ends up taking almost an entire extra serving home as takeout. He lets Ann drag him away to the crepe shop and her other little snack havens, even if he only leaves w a small chocolate of sorts to take home. He lets Akira make coffee and curry for them to split when he comes to Leblanc. And maybe he lets Sojiro cook a full plate for him to take back home to eat at his leisure and away from prying eyes. Yusuke goes from bitter to extraordinarily fond rather quick, and he finds himself angry that this is yet another thing Madarame has stolen from him.

By Futabas palace, hes filled out enough that Akira doesnt immediately panic when Yusuke gets tossed onto the floor by some brute of a shadow, worried that hed shattered every goddamn bone in his body on impact. He doesnt have any real muscle by any means but his face has the faintest bit of cheek fat that Ann is able to pinch w her evil little hands, and when he looks in the mirror, the ribs peek out but they dont jut out. His breathing is better, his skin is just Pale and not Ghostly white, hes got a healthy flush when he laughs at Akiras stupid puns, and he finds himself allocating a bit more of his budget towards stocking his fridge. Sometimes, Akira can even convince him to people-watch out in the sun instead of in the subway tunnels.

At some point, Yusuke becomes very vocal about things he wants, but importantly, about Food he wants. He will eagerly allow his friends to treat him if they ask, and he picks whatever sounds nice to his ears or whatever Ann and Ryuji recommend him. Part of it is due to him feeling safe enough to ask for such things; the thieves kinda laugh about his eccentricity and forwardness, but Akira, Ann and Ryuji know how different and comfortable this Yusuke is compared to the one they met. Its silly but its good; he gets to act like this bc the thieves let him be forward- they let him voice his wants and needs without a fight.

By post game, hes got the barest hint of a tummy pouch, and Ann will attack it relentless with a firm poke whenever hes foolish enough to stretch and lift his shirt to expose it. She thinks its cute 😭 Shes really happy to see it, bc she thinks of Yusuke all skin and bones and angry and scared like a feral dog barking mad, lashing out at any help they offered and working himself sick (figuratively and literally) trying to help make things right. It makes her so sad recalling it, so she likes to remind herself that hes okay now, even if hes a little embarrassed by it. She knows Akira and Ryuji do the same, inviting Yusuke to hang and just see him w their Own eyes that hes better, and that they did the right thing by insisting he join their little ragtag group.

[yestrday]

HEAR ME OUT, jealous ass academy childe... like, youre just this shy 11th grader (senior? idk im european) that childes EXTREMELY infatuated with, but you seem to take more of a liking towards kaeya, constantly following him around like a lost pup.

childe being....childe, hes insanely jealous of this. why that adopted blue haired bastard instead of him? that fuckers just manipulating you, and you dont know any better. youre just a poor little thing, and youre falling so hard for a person like kaeya. but fret not, childe is here to help you! you guys hang out a lot after school, he calls them cute little dates, and he always spoils you during them. hell, when you two were out trying on some clothes, you two pick some matching ones in good fun, the store lady tells you two how cute of a couple you two are! but instead of saying a thank you, you just quickly spew out some bullshit of you two just being best friends. he smiles and nods, but deep inside he wants to scowl at that. his entire mood is sour after that.

he was just starting to forget your thing with kaeya, and you just calling him ur best friend made him remember that all over again. now, in his mind, you two are already dating. you two are sweethearts, but it just happens that you really like to be around kaeya. truth is, you two have never dated, and probably never will.

its friday, and you two decide to have a sleep over, hurray! afterschool, you get in his suspiciously expensive car and go to his house for a quick stop to get some clothes for the night or two that hes there. you stay in the car, ironically texting kaeya, until childe comes back with a backpack that obviously has clothes in it. you see tehcer, childes cute little brother in the front door, and you wave at him. he waves back excitedly. you were so cute, to the point that childe wonders how good of a parent youll be when you two get married and have kids in the future.

you get to your house, noticeably smaller and more pathetic than his, but still a very cozy place. your parents werent home, so your nana was taking care of you. you twist the keys into the door and walk into the house. you two have a lot of fun after, your nana checking up once in a while to make sure you two arent doing ... the devils tango. but fortunately shes a fun nana, she gave you two some of her favorite wine to try! childe seems used to the wine, even thinks its a little bit of a cheap one but you drink it as if its some luxury.

its now 3 AM and you finally decide to go to sleep after many hours of just hanging out with childe. you get a matress ready so you could sleep on the floor, but childe quickly stops you and tells you to sleep in the bed with him. you get flustered, but ultimately agree as hes your best friend and it shouldnt be considered weird to do a thing like this. you dont know it, but childes reeling as soon as you get all bundled up in your bed. he hopes that the cliche trope of waking up and cuddling with said best friend happens!

he cant sleep at all, but you fall asleep in a matter of minutes. 5 minutes, he counted. ajax smiles at your sleeping figure, your breathing intoxicating for him. the soft moonlight that shines through your window illuminates your face, and you look like a whole diety. and thats what you are for him, youre his whole world, his everything. he'd lick the ground you walk on if you asked him to.

but childe yet again turns sour remembering that smurf headed ass you loved sooooo much. he wants to kill that son of a bitch, maybe gut him and hang him , much like the victims he saw in scream. his world turns red when he thinks of that bastard, but then he looks at your angelic face again. he calms down, and this time grins in a sinister way as he reassures himself that, he could just... get you to hate kaeya, or get kaeya to hate you. sure, its a little bit of a bad thing to do, but he doesnt care since he want you to love him and not kaeya fucking alberich. he wants you wrapped around his finger and completely dependent of him for any human interaction. maybe he could do a much drastic thing and kidnap you instead?

yes, he could try that if you dont fall out of love with kaeya. he caresses your cheek and pulls you close to him. he still wants that cliche trope to happen, afterall!

...this was supposed to be a short drabble or whatever, but it just turned into a whole fanfic from my part 😨 and this isnt a req in any way , just wanted to let out an idea i have💗

ughhhn i love i love i love jealous men. i think it'd be super interesting if this one-sided rivalry was so obvious in school and kaeya was superrrr smug about it too.

like childe is just holding you to his side possessively while kaeya is just standing there smugly because he doesn't have to do anything to claim you as his. he's already won. he captured your heart. childe can do any shady thing he wants, but in the end, you'll only hate him more and come back to kaeya.

childe gets even more murderous lmao

[the-s1lly-corner]

Hey it me again. Let’s try this for round two of my request for the tadc cast ( plus Caine) helping a reader with crutches at the breakfast table after they accidentally left them for the new i.h.a.

TADC cast x reader who uses crutches!

Side note I'm on mobile still for tumblr and my asks are getting weirder; the asks look fine in the inbox but when I go to answer them it like. Makes it on long thing, single worded lines. it's annoying and I dont like it!! It happened with the last request too grrrgrr

CAINE:

It takes him a while because it's not uncommon for circus members to skip out on IHAs, I mean zooble openly says they dont want to do them! But when he decides to go make sure you're not doing anything you're not supposed to (cough cough going into the void/j) he stumbles upon you

You can practically see the gears running in his head before he realizes the issue

Immediately zooms to your side and makes a show of apologies while helping you up

Shit he might even be frantic enough to scoop you up

Honestly I feel like Caine would feel so so bad and he would try to make it up to you

POMNI:

Feels very bad when she realizes you're not around; shes still trying to get hard to the digital world so shes still learning everyone and their whole deals

You know how some characters run with their hands out in front of them. In like a weird scurry. I think pomni would lowkey run like that when she tries to search every corner of the circus for you. Shed already check your room and a bunch of the halls before she even thinks about the main area

Letting out a stream of apologies as she gives you a hand, trying to let you know that she didnt do this to be malicious or hurtful

I think it would take a while longer for pomni to really, really, embed your needs into her schedule since shes juggling so much between coming to terms with being trapped and finding an exit, but she does promise to do better (and she does, eventually!)

RAGATHA:

It's rare that ragatha would just up and forget something like you needing crutches to really be able to move around; even rarer for ragatha to forget you as a whole for a brief moment

No I think the only way this scenario would work is if caine suddenly sprang up the days adventure out of no where as soon as the last person was done eating; and he decides to make it a really high energy chaotic one that takes everyone off guard

It's not long until she remembers you were left behind, though, shes probably one of the few who would take probably at most 10 or so minutes to go and get you.. jax is the second, oddly enough

That said she's apologizing and fretting over you before filling you in on everything you missed

Very sweet very nice, she wont let it happen again

JAX:

I like to think that jax does the "really fast run that he did leaving kaufmos room" a few times, especially when hes struck with a brilliant idea for a prank. So there definitely has been at least a couple instances where he left you behind. It's not so much that hes doing it out of malice, but its like. Those huge motivation spikes that prompt you to work ASAP, you know?

"Heh did you see that, reader?" After the prank he planted in an IHA goes off, turning around to find you're not here

Puts two and two together and runs off to where you were before and pulls you up

Lazy apology, I think, I mean I think jax is the type of person to struggle with apologizing but thats just me

KINGER:

Genuinely forgets because I mean... kinger has multiple instances of forgetting/not noticing gangle is right next to him in the pilot.. so do I really need to explain that kinger simply forgets? Obviously hes not doing it to be mean, assuming kinger truly is losing his marbles

I think it would require someone else outwardly asking where you are before he suddenly swivels in every direction trying to find you

Similar to pomni he runs around trying to find you before finding you by chance

Rather than immediately apologizing and helping you he runs over to you and expresses that he was scared SKMETHING had happened to you and how relieved he is to find that ultimately, you're okay

Then the streams of apologies start

Though I think this is a rare occurrence, because hes always trying to keep you in his line of sight; to align it with my other kinger hcs.. hmm.. perhaps this could happen in one of his worse days

ZOOBLE:

Zooble likely skips IHAs, so it would admittedly take them a while to find you. I mean if they're not at the IHA then they cant notice you're missing. I think they would find you when they decide to leave their room to wander the grounds, far from the chaos and

Oh!

You're kinda just, there. It looks like you had fallen over, your crutches far out of reach; perhaps you had tried to leave yourself after being stranded for a while

Zooble feels.. bad.. but they're flat in terms of expressing their emotions outside of annoyance and fear/surprise, so it kind of comes off as a

"Oh shit man my bad" reaction as they quickly try to get you your crutches and help you up

Takes you to their room after the fact, apologizing for bolting off so fast after breakfast

GANGLE:

Doesnt take long for her to realize you're not here, too, shes probably behind jax in regards of how fast shes going to retrieve you. Letting out these short squeaked apologies while helping you up; probably struggles doing so because shes made of ribbon and likely isnt that sturdy (I'm sorry that was mean)

Honestly you two probably skip out in the remainder of the IHA, gangle feels too horrible to go out and continue it snd you're tired, you know?

Two mirmir

[justallihere]

GIRLIE YOU BETTER BE READY TO READ THIS ESSAY!!!!!!

I love how sentient the shadows are in this chapter. Its like they have a mind of their own and I'm here for it. Those shadows are hers now, not Xadens LMAO Mira's eye is going to twitch every time she sees them hanging around her baby sister

so satisfying we got to read how Pierce screamed to death and Xaden needed to relive that memory to keep himself in check

Vi basically kicking Mira out and admitting the room is also his??? I bet X was jumping for joy when he heard that

X is literally ready to shut down/hurt anyone who remotely upsets his wife. He has no fucks to give, doesn't care if it's her bsf, sister, or brother. anyone can be on his shit list and on the flip side, make her happy and he will do whatever that person asks lmao

SO MUCH PHYSICAL TOUCH IM CRYING

The hair conversation had my heart aching, X affirming that its V's body and its okay to be upset about the prospect of it being cut against her will!!!! (wonder if V is getting whiplash from the venin convo and how ppl took away her autonomy bc it's her body, her signet, her choices)

I can't even imagine the bickering that X and Tairn were having and how tired Sgayel must have been listening to these two

Did X's heart break when V thought she wasn't worth it and wouldn't come to save her? Liam really did keep her going and was so confident that X would save HER

She’d misunderstood him once before on this, and he couldn’t let her again

SOBBING!!!! THEY TOUCHED FOREHEADS. Honestly, that can be so much more intimate/impactful than a kiss imo

“Like. . .” He turned his head just enough so that his nose skimmed her cheek. “Everything has shifted since I met you. You are the center of my world—you’re the thing I orbit around. Of course I would come for you. I would do anything for you. You’re everything to me, Vi.”  “Don’t—“ A choked sob got caught in her throat. “Don’t say that.”  “Why? It’s the truth

“I love you, Violet Sorrengail,” he admitted. “I’m in love with you. You can’t get rid of me, in this life or any other. I’ll follow you through them all.” 

In every universe, they are soulmates. I will die on that hill!!! That thing in my chest ACHED when I read this part. I think I've re-read it at least 5 times 😭😭😭😭 He finally said I LOVE YOU TO HER. He didnt and wouldn't allow any room for misunderstanding!!!!! Its all on V now!!! and thats okay!!! X will be patient bc he loves her

Was this the chapter where he kisses her forehead and wipes her tears away 🥺 I love them so much, your honor

HE GOT TO SLIP HIS HAND UNDER HER SHIRT!!!!!! UGH MY HEART I CAN'T WITH THEM

Rhi is so snarky and I love her for it. She might be X's #1 hater (Mira is up there) and I am here for it. I hope we get to see these two bicker

WALK HIM LIKE A DOG SIS, WALK HIM LIKE A DOG

He would do whatever she asked

Xaden is so soft in this chapter and I love you for showing this side of him

He caught her as she buried her face against his shoulder. “Hi, Sloane,” he said gently. 

Everyone loves/fears Vi more than him and X is fully aware and okay with it

“Is that my entry fee?” Xaden asked dryly. “My wife?” 

I feel like everyone is going to be hovering around Vi once she is up and walking around (We all know Xaden is going to LITERALLY be her shadow)

Imogen and the one kitchen lady (forget her name) will be constantly feeding her and fretting that shes gotten too thin and needs to eat.

In summary: FOREHEAD KISSES GALORE, THE CUDDLING, X finally sleeping bc his wife is safe and home?????

you are amazing and i love this fic and you <3

I am always ready for all of your comments let’s do this

Mira has been around Xaden and Violet for two seconds and she’s over it. Like why is he looking at her baby sister that way? Why does Violet like it? Why is she defending him? Make it stop!!

Violet didn’t want anything to do with Pierce’s death, she just wanted to go home, but Xaden enjoyed it for sure

Listen Xaden doesn’t care. Has never cared. Won’t ever care. If anyone upsets Violet, their relationship to her is inconsequential, he won’t let it happen 😭

Xaden is about to learn the hard way that it’s Violet’s body and choice when she starts doing shit he doesn’t want her to do. Start praying for him

Sgaeyl having to intervene between Xaden and Tairn was NOT on her bingo card and yet here she is. Mediating fights between her mate and her rider over some tiny human she won’t even admit she likes

The forehead touch! The forehead kiss! The love confession! Xaden touching her skin directly to ground them both! I’m unwell!

Thank you ily 🩷🩷🩷

[starwarsanthropology]

i need to know more about tomo pls i love 'dog with separation anxiety' characters

Ok ok I gotta put this under a cut because hes. rotating inside my head always. Going to put a link to his whole little page i posted bc this gives you Some basic information as to his Vibes.

Tomo is a Corrie medic! He’s got a few different like. personas he puts on depending on context. I talk a lot about his Weird Little Unhingedness persona bc thats when he’s letting is all out without hesitation or shame, which is really fun, but he’s a brother first, then a medic, and then a pathetic little creature.

As a vod and a brother, he is very, very loyal and committed to his siblings. His core guiding motivation is to make things better for them, but because of how he thinks this tends to be an individual focus rather than a group focus; he’ll individually get everyone a blanket before pushing for a new project to get everyone blankets, etc. 

When he’s off duty and relaxed, he tends to be a friendly, nice guy. Will bend over backwards to help a vod, even one he doesn’t know, with minimal questions asked. Not a whole lot of respect for rules and authority; if you can’t indicate the practical reasons behind a standard or regulation, he will probably ignore it at his convenience. HOWEVER, he is also Definitely younger sibling coded and can be a bit of a shithead as a treat. Kind of a doormat and seems easy to bully but once he realizes he’s being teased or bullied he’ll go from the NOOOO!!! NOOO!!! younger sibling tears to I’m A Medic And I Can Tolerate And Shut Down So Much Bullshit on a dime. Likes people, likes to be around people in general, will worry and fret and scold if you’re being a bit reckless but also the biggest enabler in all of the med corps tbh. Believes in happiness and autonomy as a primary element of wellbeing and this drives a lot of that enabling; is the most likely corrie medic to go out of the way to let u keep a scar you want even if it makes his job fixing underlying structures more difficult.

He’s actually quite good at being professional when hes Being A Medic, and honestly can be a little ruthless, in terms of not hesitating to make calls (because that’s how you get people killed). His specialization is in orthopedic and reconstructive/plastic surgery, which in practice means he’s NOT out of medical much when on shift; if he’s called onto site, things are really bad. On a good day he has no emergency cases, but most of his emergencies are cases where there needs to be immediate and dramatic surgical intervention to prevent fatality. Amputations, skin grafts, major muscular trauma, broken bones; he sees a lot of really nasty shit, in his emergency capacity. In a non-emergency capacity, he still sees a lot of unpleasant and upsetting things, because he’s, yknow. reconstructing things and overseeing recovery from skeletal trauma, but it’s much much safer and less stressful. As a result of all this, he has a really strong stomach and a skewed sense of when gore, blood, or guts gets upsetting.

Also in his capacity as a medic, but off-regulation, Tomo provides a lot of suppourt to trans vode with gender-affirming care! He’ll do just about anything that’s not hazardous; he refers for tracheal shaves and bottom surgeries that require significant specialization or more advanced/specialized equipment than he has. But fillers, FFS, top surgery, horomone access? He’s gotchu.

Also; he knows he's cute. He knows people see him kind of as a pathetic little creature. He ABSOLUTELY weaponizes the shit out of this as a medic. he can cry on command because he learned the magical efficiency of just BURSTING into tears on someone avoiding the medbay. If you aren't guilted/made uncomfortable enough to comply he'll just get someone to drug you and haul you off lol

He’s a really affectionate, friendly, and easygoing guy overall, but the part of him that i talk about most often is his Little Freak setting. This is a manifestation of extreme seperation anxiety. He’s good at respecting verbal boundaries but is a Stage 5 Clinger. He will follow you into the bathroom if ur having a conversation and not notice until ur like excuse me that its weird. He’s really scared of loosing people, either to death or just to the vast distances of the galaxy, so he really really wants to be like. tangibly tied to people. This is where his cannibalism schtick comes from like he cannot imagine a closer intimacy than the physical substance of one’s self being intergrated into the other through consumption…. carry him with you forever and vice versa….. woah…..

@mamuzzy also pulled a GALAXY BRAIN take putting him w Mereel in that one art. Rotted my brain hard for them as a cringefail couple where their respective toxic traits slide off each other like water off a duck. I have a Lot of meta for that im not going to elaborate on too much beyond tomos tendancy towards clinginess being satisfied by mereel pinging him when he’s away, mereel being unbothered and indulgent of his weirdness, and tomo being game enough to help mereel that mereels habit of social engineering and manipulation to get what he wants doesnt have a chance to get toxic bc tomo is already willing give mereel whatever he wants with the ironclad exception of endangering his patients, which he is too stubborn and protective to be manipulated directly about anyway.

I decided that they met bc mereel needed to change his apperance for smth, hooked up w tomo (convenient emotionally vulnerable mark! yippee!) to gain access to medical supplies, was asking about a kind of filler (intended use for joint injuries but off-label use as a filler) to figure out if he can self-administer it and Tomo was immediately like oh i can administer it if you want to try! It’s easy to dissolve if you don’t like it! Mereel agreed, Tomo put in the temporary fillers, and they both walked away from the encounter satisfied and with each other’s contact information in their pocket.

It is very important to note that while Tomo IMMEDIATELY recognized Mereel was interested in the filler’s capacity to change facial structure and apperance, he did not realize Mereel wanted apperance-altering interventions for a mission until months later when someone pointed out he is a black ops specialist and got together with Tomo to use his skills n specializations.  He had fully been working on the assumption that Mereel had just been interested in gender exploration even after they had an established pattern of Tomo administering temporary cosmetic procedures for Mereel’s missions

ANYWAY thank u I love him he is so deeply strange. just an odd little dude.

[alarians-history-and-lore]

Leif and Mekyz

"So, you are working on that shiny new machine of yours again, my boy?"

Zevnyr looked up to see his father standing on the lawn nearby, his usually stoic expression slightly intrigued.

"What even is it, Zevnyr?"

"Ah, afternoon, papa. Yes, I certainly am." Zev twirled the tool in his fingers with a grin. "It's going to be amazing when it's done, but it's going to be a surprise." He laughed, though he took the goggles off and leaned on the wall of the house.

Zelazath Leif raised an eyebrow.

"You keep saying that, boy. I would just like to know what you keep taking the junk parts for. And using my tools. Well, but I am concerned."

Zevnyr chuckled, though his serious father really didn't. He wasn't upset, just not amused easily.

Zev cleared his throat slightly.

"Don't worry so much, papa. I can handle myself around metal and machine. You taught me well. Your tools will be okay." The confident young man grinned, spinning the tool in his fingers again.

I'm more than at home here, you should know that. You taught me everything I know.

This caused Zelazath's ear to twitch just slightly.

"That welder is expensive. If you break it, I will not hesitate to have you start working to buy a replacement."

"You got it, papa."

Zev chuckled again, putting the goggles over his eyes and getting back to work on his project.

Any day now, and I'll be able to ride with the wind. Finally, I was tired of sitting still so long.

Zelazath just sighed quietly, shook his head, and walked back into the house.

"That boy..." He muttered as he went.

---

"Throw me a '12, bro!"

Zevnyr called.

He saw the metal tool in question fly at him a moment later and caught it easily, moving to tighten the bolts holding the frame together. Finally, the assembly.

"Thanks!"

"You're welcome, man. I just want to see what the junk this thing even is." Elazeh laughed, shaking his head.

He was leaning on the wall of the garage by the wall of tools, watching his older brother put together this seemingly incomprehensible mess of metal pieces he'd worked on over the months.

He shook his head.

"I've been telling you all, it's a surprise. Also, it's mine. Only I get to use it because I built it myself." Zevnyr looked back at Elazeh. The younger just shrugged.

"Better not be overly dangerous. Mama will fret."

Zev huffed, putting the power source he'd saved his allowance for into it's casing. He looped the last wires up to the panels, and stuck the steering bar into the front.

The shiny painted panels with lightning bolts went on the side, a seat on top.

It was then Elazeh realized.

"Dude did you build your own hoverbike?? Mama's going to kill you!! Those things are crazy fast!"

Zevnyr grinned, waving his younger brother off. "Nah, I'll be fine. I've always wanted one of these things, so I made my own. It'll be great. Plus, I might be willing to give you and Katy rides, with enough... compensation."

He put a pretty well made custom key into a hole on it and turned the thing on.

The bright red and yellow hoverbike lit up, hovering quite well off the ground.

Zev made a very pleased sound and got on, loving how it felt.

"Okay, you do look cool on there. What, gonna go impress some chicks? Like maybemmmmm I dunno, that gorgeous miss you've been eyeing?" Elazeh teased.

Zevnyr blinked. "No don't be ridiculous I built this for myself. If girls see me and swoon thats their own fault."

"Swoon over you? Ha!" Katyrez' voice appeared in the doorway along with her face. "Gimme a break. Me and El are the pretty faces in this family." She laughed, walking over and nudging Elezah.

He huffed, laughing alongside her.

"Yeah, you're built like a twig, Zev. No meat on your bones. Miss Zenny isn't going to swoon for you, bike or not."

Zevnyr rolled his eyes. He was very well built. He was broad shouldered and strong, just like her.

Yeah, okay. As if I'm not built broader than a building.

"Aight sure. Well, you can just say you're jealous. I'm gonna go test ride this bad boy. I'll see you for dinner."

He revved it, loving the way the engine sounded, and drove off out, absolutely not graceful just yet.

Katy watched him go, leaning on short Elazeh with an arm.

The young woman shook her head.

"Man, he's such a nerd." She remarked.

"Wanna go fix some stuff, El?"

Elazeh looked up at his sister, shoving her off him with a grin. "Sure." She huffed at being shoved by him, shaking her head. She was built like a brick wall, it was amazing how he could manage to push her around.

The two walked off to work in their father's shop, since he enjoyed the help.

Zevnyr was sure to be grounded.

---

Zev rode to a nearby area, nice and flat. He knew it would work to practice on. He did loops and straights to work on steering and balance, having a great time of it. Woops and yips came from him, especially when he pulled off a cool trick. He didn't regret a thing.

This is awesome! Finally, some freedom! I can go wherever I want!

With his newfound confidence, he drove back to the brick streets and rode around in the summer heat, the wind whipping his dark hair around.

More and more, he would have his freedom. He already had his first tattoo, he wanted a second. He wanted an earing, too. Maybe he was a bit of a showoff, but why not be the coolest guy around? He could be safe and mature about things when he grew up all the way. He'd barely gotten old enough to make his own decisions, he was going to do that.

He couldn't wait to move out on his own soon. Start his own things. Metalworking was cool, he could be a mechanic or something...

I'm not going to be just like dad. I can't be. If I disappoint him, so be it. I'm going to be me. I'm going to be my own man. And this man wants to ride a hoverbike and get tattoos and earings.

He rode by the park, seeing groups of people playing games and having meals together. He waved and got some waves back from people he knew, most of them schoolmates.

He was looking for his crush. She just had to notice how cool he looked.

I'm not going to work in a stuffy old shop my whole life. I'm going to be free. I'm going to live.

---

Zevnyr finally spotted Zenalya standing with some friends near the lake in the middle of town, looking like they'd just finished a rousing game and were laughing and teasing each other. He swooned softly at seeing her, his heart skipping a beat. She was beautiful. He sighed, then put on the cool and hovered closer, letting the engine rumble and revv a little.

They all turned to look at him.

Perfect.

"Hey, how's it going? Having a good afternoon?" He greeted with a smile.

They blinked, then murmured some agreements that their afternoon had indeed been fun. He leaned forward on the bike, putting it into a parked state, then tried to strike up as casual a conversation as possible.

"Looks like you just finished a game, or I'd ask to join. Looks like fun. If you ever need another player, I'm always down." He gave them a suave point.

They seemed just a little starstruck by his bike, it seemed. Or maybe by how cool he was. Or both.

They exchanged glances.

"Who are you again?" One of the guys asked.

"The name"s Zevnyr Leif. My friends call me Zev, hah. Pleased to meet you."

There were a couple snickers.

...Why did they laugh?

"You build that hunk of junk yourself?" One of the others asked.

"Did you crash it already?"

One of the girls added.

Zevnyr felt his heart sink a little, but tried not to let it get him. He could save face. He was cool. "Pff. Crash? Nah, I'm an expert. Put this bad boy together with my own hands, finished it today. Cool, right?"

He could feel their stares just... on him.

Was he..... a loser? No, surely not. Besides, these were the fun and cool kids, who liked freedom and cool stuff and being tough and nice.

Why would they be mean to him specifically.

More snickers.

"Yeah, I guess." One of the girls said. "What say we all head out, there's a noise in the air."

The rest seemed to agree.

Zevnyr noticed his crush hadn't said a word, shame on her face. She wouldn't look at him.

He tried to figure out what was going on, but was drawing a blank.

"Hey, what gives? Do I have a branch in my hair or something?"

Silence.

One of the boys scoffed finally.

"We know you have a crush for Zenalya, Leif."

Zevnyr blinked.

"She doesn't like you, dude. Buzz off."

"Take the hint, hoverboy."

"Yeah, she's got a boyfriend already anyway. Did you even notice?"

"Weirdo."

They all called at him before walking away in a group, grabbing their stuff and going.

Zenny looked back at him for a moment, giving him an apologetic look. But he could see it in her eyes.

She wasn't into him. She'd known, and now her friends knew, and they didn't want him around.

And worst of all, she'd already found someone, and he hadn't even noticed.

He felt stupid and oblivious.

Had he been so transparent?

He turned on his hoverbike and drove sadly away, alone.

---

He didn't even join his family for dinner that day, his appetite dried up. He avoided them, covering up his hoverbike and leaving it in the corner of the garage.

Zevnyr didn't even feel like riding it. He made a pitiful sniffle once he was up in his room alone, away from the questioning eyes of his parents and siblings.

They were sure to see his bike and he would get some firm lecture about safety and riding it properly, but for now all he wanted to do was lie down and think about how badly it had gone.

So he did.

I mean what were the odds that I'd get with the prettiest girl in the neighborhood... nothing, right? I should have known better. I'm just the son of a mechanic. I'm not some super rad guy. No one's ever gonna like me like that. I'm not grown yet...

He sighed.

Guess I shouldn't push her, though. She found someone. If she's happy... then that's okay. I'll let go.

Zevnyr fiddled with his thin beard, a somewhat miserable expression on his face, but one of acceptance.

It was just life.

Sometimes life just didn't do what you wanted.

And that was okay.

Maybe he would find his way.

---

Zevnyr was sitting in the gazebo in the rain, having been caught in it during his latest ride on his bike after work. He watched it pour over the glass, falling across the park trees and grass, leaving that lovely rain smell everywhere.

He couldn't help but smile a little, singing to himself, thinking over the past week.

His mother had taken the hoverbike surprisingly well, just making him promise to be safe and not stupid. To not get himself into some dumb accident.

He more than agreed, assuring her he would wear protective gear and drive safely and still do his chores and work.

His parents let him keep it.

He left miss Zenalya alone, refusing to let himself be weird about her. She wasn't interested.

So he just didn't see her anymore.

It did mean he was lonelier again, since Zevnyr... couldn't seem to keep friends.

He was friendly enough to get some, but for some reason they always drifted away.

He didn't know why.

And now the friends and potential girl he had been persuing...

Just shoved him off.

So he was lost and alone again.

He kept on singing in the rain, enjoying the sound of it pattering away on the roof of the gazebo.

And then he heard footsteps and a yelp, looking up and stopping his singing just as he heard a splash and a cry of disdain.

"Oh, fiddling flipperdoodles, I'm soaked! Ugh I hate when that happens!" A voice spoke to herself.

"Oh wait shelter! Oh thank golly."

Zevnyr watched a sheepish, sopping wet woman peer into the gazebo, looking around and spotting him.

"Oh jeeps there's a guy in here... uh do you mind if I dry off in here?" She asked.

Zevnyr blinked.

"Nope. Isn't my gazebo, ma'am. Not as long as you don't mind me and my bike being here."

The woman walked in without hesitation, shaking water off of her to not much success. She was still sopping wet.

"Thank you very much, sir." She said politely. The woman shook more water off of her as best she could, her clothes and hair simply sopping wet. Zevnyr smiled a bit, and took off his much drier jacket, offering it to her.

"Here, miss. Maybe this'll help."

The woman smiled a bit, taking it and getting some of the wetness out of her wild red hair.

"Thanks."

There was some silence, with him idly watching her dry off, sitting on a seat and trying to stay warm. He could see her shivering a little, and moved to sit next to her. "Here. Can't have you caching cold, miss." He said quietly, using his large, warm body to soak cold from her.

She blinked up at him. "Uh! Thank you!" She said a bit awkwardly, sneezing once before leaning into him. "I would like to not get sick." She giggled softly, rather liking how warm and friendly this guy was. "So what's your name, big guy?"

Zev scratched at his light beard.

"Zevnyr. Zevnyr Leif." He stated.

"I'm Vohzyn. Vohzyn Moryz Mekyz." She giggled. "It's a mouthful, just like I'm a handful! That's what papa tells me!" She wiggled with glee, clearly a soul full of laughter, easily amused.

Her giggle brought a smile to Zevnyr's face.

"That certainly is a mouthful, ma'am." He murmured.

"Moryz was my great grandmother's name!" Vohzyn stated without prompting. "I'm named after her! What about you?"

Zevnyr blinked.

"Uh... Ohkan. My middle name is Ohkan. It's my father's dad's name."

Vohzyn bounced a bit. "That's such a nice name. I like it. Sounds strong and wise." She seemed to be warming up next to him in more ways than one, seemingly unafraid that they didn't know each other. He'd been nice enough to help her, so that's all she cared about. "Zevnyr is such a cool name too. You sound cool. Is that your bike?" She pointed to the machine he'd already referred to.

Zevnyr's ears twitched softly, and he turned a bit red. "Uh... uh yeah. That's mine. It's not all that cool."

Vohzyn looked confused. "Not cool? What gave you that idea? It's awesome looking! Where'd you get it?"

Zevnyr felt embarrassment wash over him. Nobody else seemed to think his homemade hoverbike was cool. Maybe the color choice was bad, or it looked like a junkyard...

"......I made it." He mumbled, looking just as embarrassed as he felt.

Vohzyn gasped, eyes wide. "You MADE that!?" She hopped up off the seat and looked closer at the machine before he could protest.

"Yeah, its no big deal... just a hunk of junk." He said quietly, kind of ashamed. Maybe those mean words had hit him more than he thought.

"Junk? Are you kidding me?" Vohzyn put her hands on her hips. "That's the coolest thing I've ever seen, mister Zevnyr. You should have more confidence in yourself. You made this all by yourself?"

Zevnyr shrugged. "Yeah. Nobody's really cared that much. The girl I liked and her friends called it junk. I guess it got to me." He tried not to look sad about it.

Vohzyn softened, looking sad for him. "Well they're wrong, and probably a bunch of bullies. It's amazing. Don't listen to them."

Zevnyr smiled shakily. "You... you think so?"

"Yup."

His smile grew into a far more genuine one, looking relieved, almost.

She felt her heart skip at the smile on his face.

What a sweet and genuine guy! Look at that adorable smile...

Zevnyr sat in a bit of silence, looking awkward, but happy. "Thanks, miss."

He looked out at the rain, noticing it had let up some, and would probably stop soon. "Guess I should probably start heading home soon, now that it's nearly stopped raining."

Vohzyn looked out as well, kind of wishing it would keep raining. What if she never saw this intriguing, wonderful stranger again?

"...Do you think I could get a ride home?" She asked, hoping for a yes. Her heart was doing funny little things around him and his warm smile, things she couldn't explain.

Zevnyr shrugged. "Uh, its a bit fast, you'd have to hold on tight. But I'd be willing to do that."

Hold on tight? I'd like that... She caught herself. He's a stranger, Voh! Calm down!

"Oh, uh no problem! I've got a good grip! I'd appreciate it a lot, Mr. Zevnyr."

He laughed softly, shaking his head.

"Just call me Zev."

She smiled. "Alright. Zev."

He snorted, grabbing his bike and leading it out of the gazebo. "Hope you're okay with speed. I'm a bit of a junkie for it. I'll go a bit slower for you."

Vohzyn felt her heart skip beats, and she made her way over. "Oh, I'm okay with that."

Zevnyr turned it on, the machine coming to life with a rumble. He hopped on, giving her a wave. She gladly settled herself behind him, arms around his chest.

Oh that's... so broad and muscular... oh dear. Get ahold of yourself, Voh. He's hot, but... you don't know him! ....then why am I about to ride his bike with him?!

He began riding off, and she barely heard him ask her where she lived, noticing the edge of a tattoo on his neck, just peeking out of his shirt.

Oh Eito. Oh my gosh he's got a tattoo. Oh he's so mysterious.

"Ma'am?"

"W-what?"

"Where do you live, miss Vohzyn."

"Oh! Uh... I'll lead you. South from here." She stuttered, face a bit red.

Was she crazy? Or was he the hottest man she'd ever met...

No, she was crazy. And it was both.

"No problem, ma'am. South it is."

And then he drove them off down the brick paths.

---

Zevnyr had not expected to see Vohzyn again, that was certain. But he did, nonetheless. He wasn't sure how, but it sure did happen.

There she was, following a tall and lanky man into their shop. Probably her father.

Uh oh. What did I do now?

He thought. Was he in trouble?

He sort of sat to the side, watching as his own father approached the visitors.

"Afternoon, Welcome to Leif Mechanics, how can I help you." He said in his usual serious tone.

The other man walked right up and offered a hand to shake, grinning.

"Howdy there, sir! Name's Kyranez Mekyz, nice to make your acquaintance!"

When Zelazath put his hand in the other man's, the grinning Kyranez shook it so soundly and excitedly that his arm was quite nearly shook right off.

He made a soft grunt of disapproval, waiting patiently for his hand to be released.

"Zelazath. Again, what would you like?" He asked very seriously.

Kyranez never frowned even a little, a big grin on his face.

"I got me a rig that needs fixin, sir! Ain't a place in town that seems able to do the job, but I heard great things about your business! Reputable sources tell me your bunch get the job done real good!"

He stood there with a big smile, friendly and radiating this unstoppable energy.

Zelazath just gazed evenly at the other man, the polar opposite. Quiet, relaxed, even and stoic. "Ah. Well, I shall need details. Follow me into my office, we can talk there."

The two men walked off, leaving Vohzyn there with just Zevnyr.

She hadn't noticed him yet, and was looking machinery parts over, humming happily and looking curious.

She hadn't touched anything just yet, but she looked like she wanted to.

Zevnyr didn't move, just sitting off to the side, and deciding to pretend he didn't see her.

He continued polishing the tools he had been working on when the Mekyz duo had entered.

He heard a gasp and looked up.

She'd noticed him and was staring right at him.

"Ooohhh Hello there! Remember me? It's me the girl from the gazebo! Vohzyn! Right? Remember?" She asked, inexplicably pink across her cheeks, bouncing foot to foot.

"I remember you a lot, Zevnyr!"

Zevnyr just..... blinked, uncertain how to even approach this.

"Yes, I remember you, miss Mekyz. Hard to forget." He said quietly.

Vohzyn walked right on over, trying to look more confident than she felt, and hoping he couldn't hear her pounding heart.

He thinks I'm hard to forget! He remembered me!

She stood in front of him now, and there was a moment of silence while he continued to polish the tools.

"....Well, that's good. Cuz it'd be a little awkward if you didn't remember. I could never forget you, Zev. Gosh, you and your incredible machine you made."

She sat down on the floor, unbothered by any of the tools or dirt of the workshop. She couldn't help but watch him, unabashedly staring, really. Admiring his features, the tattoo she could see peeking out, the little hair braids, the rugged look, the huge muscled frame, his well worn hands.

He is the hottest man I have ever seen.

Zevnyr could tell she was staring, and he slowly grew a bit red, the awkwardness growing.

"....can I help you, ma'am?"

She perked up, turned pinker, and squeaked softly.

".....yes? Yes you can." She said sheepishly, fiddling with her hands.

"Would you.... um... please..."

A pause.

"......go out with me? Like... on a... an outing together?" She asked, eyes wide.

Zevnyr's eyes widened.

"....Outing?? Um...what kind? You want to go out and do something with me? I hardly know you, and vice versa."

She nodded. "Yeah, true. But I want to. I want to know you. Not in a weird way, promise!"

He just... looked so confused.

"Uh.... okay? So what do you want to do....?"

"Maybe just... lunch and a walk?" She suggested.

Zevnyr sighed softly. "I mean, I guess so. When and where?"

She told him and they talked qietly for a few minutes, when Zevnyr heard voices.

He perked up in time to see his father come around the corner.

"Zevnyr, please finish polishing those before the day is over, thank you." Zelazath said evenly.

Zevnyr nodded sheepishly, and continued polishing. "Yes sir, papa."

Kyranez waved at his daughter, beckoning her.

"Come on, lil bug, we're headed home! Mister Leif is gonna drop by in a couple of days to look at our stuff n fix it! We best get home before your mama finishes dinner!"

Vohzyn sprung up with a bounce, following her father. "Okay, daddy. Bye mister Zev, see you later! Can't wait!"

She and her dad vanished down the road, leaving Zevnyr and his own father.

"...What was that about?" Zelazath asked.

Zevnyr shrugged. "No clue. She wants to hang out, though. Guess I have a new friend."

Zelazath raised an eyebrow oh so slowly, gazing at his son, and then shrugged.

"Very well. Stay out of trouble, boy."

"Yes, papa."

---

The first hangout had been pretty awkward, with Vohzyn trying to lightly flirt and Zevnyr entirely missing it, but they'd both otherwise had fun.

Vohzyn didn't give up easily, though.

Now that she knew where to find the hunk, she kept inviting him to things. Often with her friends, to keep him from being too uncomfortable, and since he didn't seem to have many.

He was sweet, and got along with all of the friend group, his friendly nature shining through.

How he hadn't had friends, she'd never know.

But now, he did. And he seemed happier.

More and more often, though, she'd invite him to something with just the two of them, and she'd start her flirting again, trying to get his attention subtly and smoothly.

He was seemingly oblivious.

Zevnyr did not notice a darn thing, really. He just thought she was being nice, and really didn't absorb her attempts at all. She kept complimenting him, sending him little looks, she'd even given him a tiny nose kiss.

And for nearly two years, this was how it went.

She didn't give up, though. Every day she spent with this strong, beefy, himbo hunk of a man, she only loved him more.

Eventually, though, she just couldn't stand it a minute more.

They were sitting on a bench by the lake, watching the sunset after a long day at a local festival, and she watched how the sunlight accented his strong jaw so beautifully, her heart pounding softly.

She had to say something. He still didn't understand.

"Hey, Zev?" She asked.

He made a small sound, half turning to her. "Yea?"

"I love you." She said softly.

"Ah. Okay." He murmured.

"..." She scooted closer. "I LOVE-love you. I want to be your partner. If you'll allow me to."

Zevnyr blinked, confusion crossing his face.

"Partner?" He turned to look at her, bewildered. "What do you mean, love-love? I don't get it, Voh."

She leaned even closer, practically pressing into his bicep.

"I adore you... I'm in love. Please... please let me court you...?"

Zevnyr stared, and the buff braincell in his head bounced around slowly, and then it must have hit the corner.

He yelped, standing up and putting space between them.

"WhUH?"

They stared at each other, though she started to droop. Maybe he would never feel the same.

"....You... you LOVE me." He stated, eyes wide. "You mean we've been hanging out for like two years... because you... you liked me?"

Vohzyn would have laughed if she wasn't so worried that he was about to leave her behind.

"Yes, you big dummy... I liked you the whole time. I love you so much. You're so kind and friendly and soft. And I only fell deeper and deeper in love with you."

She just bared her heart to him, hoping...

"You're the best man I've ever met, I feel so much more complete when I'm with you. I know it's silly and sappy, but you make me feel so happy, Zev. I've been trying to show you this whole time, and I guess you just didn't notice..."

Zevnyr looked in absolute disbelief, staring at her like she had four ears.

"....oh that's what all that weird stuff was. Why you kept acting like that. I thought... okay, now that makes more sense. I thought you were just... uh..."

He trailed off, watching her, and then slowly sat down again.

"I mean I always thought you were kinda cute, so. I just didn't want to say it in case you thought I was being weird. And I wasn't over my crush like I am now. So that... uh didn't help."

They just gazed at each other, bewildered and confused, but something was clicking.

"You want to be my partner, ma'am?"

She nodded, maybe a little too vigorously. "Yes. Absolutely. Please?"

Zevnyr smiled, that genuine smile. It was warm as sunlight.

"Well okay then! Why didn't you just ask me sooner? I don't do well with subtle hints. Sure, we can court."

Vohzyn felt like she could have leapt over the moons.

She tried to contain her excitement, though she did wiggle excitedly on the bench. "Oh you make me so happy!" She proclaimed, hugging into him and wiggling with glee. "Promise I'll just be straightforward with you, you big hunk."

She looked him in the eyes, transfixed by that deep dark green.

She leaned in and kissed him so hard he yelped a little, and she felt his heart pounding under her hand, her fingers pressed to his chest.

At first she wondered if he might not like it, but after a moment of tense hesitatation, he pulled her in closer and kissed right back, strong and passionate.

When they finally parted, needing air, they both just stared at each other...

And broke out laughing.

She eventually cuddled up into his side again, warmed by his body, and couldn't help but purr.

It was crazy, but it worked... I did it, I bagged me a man... and he's a dream...

---

Only a few years later, and they were so hopelessly in love it was perhaps a little pathetic.

Zevnyr was lovingly teased by his siblings, but they approved of his girlfriend. They loved her excited, bubbly personality, it lit up a room, it brought the sun in on a gloomy day.

She would talk about anything with them, always so interested in getting to know her boyfriend's family.

Vohzyn's family seemed thrilled that she'd gotten herself a boyfriend, and her father was especially supportive.

Zevnyr's mother told him to be a good partner, to treat the lady right, and his father was mostly just pleasantly surprised.

Both sets of parents met and seemed to get along quite well, to the relief of their kids.

Elkanyz absolutely adored Vohzyn, and very quickly became a very wonderful mother in law to the girl.

Really, it was all working out so well, it wasn't really a surprise at all when Zevnyr finally proposed, giving his future wife an absolutely beautiful Leif made dagger.

The wedding was soon upon them, both families getting together for the big event.

Zevnyr and Kyranez sparred fiercly, the lanky dad was an incredible swordfighter, and pretty good with a spear, too. Zev had to fight hard, but he did. He used the sword his father had gifted him when he was younger and won the spar, Kyranez nodding at the boy and bowing softly.

"I can see that you'll truly be a good fit for my daughter. You take care of her, boy." He said gently, moving aside.

A much lighter spar followed, Zev and Voh nearly dancing around each other in perfect sync, madly in love.

There were cheers, and then ooooohs when they ended up just making out at the end, nearly unable to not do so.

The celebration continued, with the two being officially declared as one, and everyone ate and drank, danced and sang, late into the night.

Zevnyr really couldn't believe it had all happened so fast, and how lucky he was.

I can't believe this woman married me...

---

After a very warm, passionate seal of the deal, the newly married duo was snuggling in bed together, enjoying the warmth of the gentle songs being sung in their chests.

Zevnyr couldn't stop purring, holding his wife close to his chest and rumbling near constantly with love.

Vohzyn was pressed as close as she could get to him, her ear to his fuzzy chest.

"....goodness.... this day couldn't have been better, my handsome man..." She cooed. "I love you so much... I hope this adventure we're on together never ends..."

Zevnyr made a soft sound of love, kissing her neck a few times, unable to contain all of the emotions and feelings. He even nibbled lightly at her neck and jaw.

"mmmnh... Voh~" He cooed.

The woman melted with a sigh.

Tonight had made her fall even harder for this man, he was so gentle but so passionate.

"I hope you do that every single time, my big strong husband... how long until we have kids, eh? I seem to remember you saying you love kids and want a whole handful... five, maybe? Six?" She giggled, swatting at him a little.

Zevnyr's eyes widened again, and then he nodded.

"As many as you want, sweetbean. Say the word and we'll have one, two, five... as many as you'd like." He peppered her in kisses, now almost on top of her again.

She giggled with glee, pretending to fight him off, not that she could. After growing up with machinery and those genetics he had, the man was a brick wall of muscle.

She wondered if their kids would be as beefy as him, and made a nervous chuckle. "...maybe we take it slow. With your genetics, I might get torn in half every time." She joked, fiddling with his fluffy hair, a hand brushing along his tattoos.

"But yes, I want so many beautiful little Leifs... just as wonderful as you."

Zevnyr made a happy himbo noise and wrapped himself around her again, prorecting her with his body.

"Our future is bright, my dear love... I can't wait to spend my life with you."

Vohzyn made a soft sigh of love, yawning and starting to drift to sleep in his gentle large muscly arms.

"It's gonna be great... I love you... my Zevvy..."

The duo fell asleep in their new home, cuddled up like they were glued together, and excited for their bright, beautiful future.

~ End ~

[armin-supremacy]

pov : bunny event, but make it MC

pairing: brothers(seperate)x gn!mc

prompt: for this years event, Diavolo thought it would be exciting for MC + datables to take control of the bunny event, leaving the brothers to relax this go around.

format: headcannon

genre: fluff ¿

You bustled around, the bunny ears atop your head bouncing cutely at the very slight skip in your step. Solomon pulled through, the spell going just as planned for the event.

To say you were having an amazing time was an understatement. Though it was supposed to be work and service, you found enjoyment mingling around.

"Enjoy!"

You placed the drink down in front of the demon you had been asked to serve, practically bouncing away with a smile. "MC!"

You turned at the sound of your name with a smile, one of your ears sticking up similar to a real bunny who was on alert. You squealed in excitement and all but began to hurry over. "You made it!"

a simp

undercover tho

lowkey gets jealous at how cute you're acting with other customers

dont you fret tho

hes got it covered

oh would you look at that, hes a vip customer now

srry other customers

gotta serve luci-lu only for the rest of the event

just HAPPENS to be in the fine print of membership oops

smug ass

that power kink gonna surge

will 100% throw in teasing comments

subtly tho

you nearly miss them

will try his hardest not to lose the cool when you tease back

again, subtly tho.

we got a subtle king here, alright?

pls ask him for a carrot

he'll die.

will tease the ever living shit outta you

"no, no you blew the kiss wrong. you can do better than that, one more time-"

mans cant hide his jealousy when he sees how cute you are with other customers as well

wont hide it tbh

youre his mc so what the hell are you doing bestie?

you should be focusing on him

your first

duh

most def will watch out for you tho

dont want no demon getting any 'ideas'

makes you work for a carrot

wink, blow a kiss, speak in a cute voice, etc

dying on the inside, annoying asf on the outside

cant hide that blush tho, nice try

yesssss finally a bunbun mc

hes dying, youre so cute

has been waiting to see you like this

make the garnish on his drink/snack a heart.

do it.

he will m e l t

gets hella flustered

definitely dying

all you did was call him master ???? it was asmo's 'servicing advice'

didnt mean to tease oops

take a selfie with him

please.

he never wants to forget this

will most likely info dump on how this reminds him of an anime called 'the seven demon brothers get pampered by cute bunny waitress/waiter/etc" or somethin like that

check on him multiple times throughout the evening

let this man soak up bunny mc for as long as he can, kay?

wanted cat mc instead

jk dont worry

but thats def something he wants to see

MOVING ON

another lowkey jealous ass simp

huffy boy

give him attention now.

now.

gives lil praise

"this tastes so good"

"the ears suit you nicely"

congrats! you got a carrot!

smile at him

please.

even from afar

just a small one

he loves it.

gets ptsd when the twister mat is whipped out

you kick ass tho, hes proud.

pics pics P I C S

prepare to be devildom famous

hes gonna make sure of it bestie, good luck

shamlessly makes request after request

"mc, can you blow a kiss?"

"perfect, now say 'asmo, i love you!' as cutely as you can"-

showers you with compliments

youre so cute how dare you

tease him

he loves it

will tease back

cause why not

mans is having the time of his life ohmygod

let him feed you this damn carrot-

we all know beel loves cute, soft things

absolutely smitten

ask him if he wants to touch your ears

flash him your lil bunno tail

he loves it

def will check on you multiple times during the evening

pls dont overwork yourself

keep the drinks and snacks coming, dont ask him if he needs/wants more

just do it

he finds it so sweet

you know him so well

garnish with a heart or cute message

yay, another carrot!

compliments how cute you look

doesn't bother requesting anything

doesnt need to

youre cute all on your own

gets really happy if you blow him a kiss tho

do it again.

thats not a request.

twister mat ptsd pt 2

i love him sm but

such a little shit ohmygod

ya know how hes cannon-ingly the most cheeky brother?

exactly.

"if you can make the heart perfect, ill give you a carrot~"

you dont get the heart perfect

its still cute tho

gives you the carrot regardless

makes it his mission to see how flustered he can make you

sucks for him, cause he gets flustered cause youre a master at comebacks hehe

oh how the turn tables turn

watches you with other customers

not as jealous as Lu, Mamms, and Satan but will def make a comment

give him special treatment, hes the bby of the boys.

its law.

~~~~~~

my very first headcannon! its a bit rough, im still trying to get into the feel of writing certain formats but i hope you enjoyed regardless~

[chloe-spade]

To Be a Princess

------

Yaz immediately rushed inside the Film Studies Club Room, looking around. He took a sigh.

"Vil!" He gasped, alerting Vil and Ortho, both busy looking at the newest script.

"Oh my, Sweet Potato," Vil sighs,"what happened to you? You look shocked."

"And your heart rate is increasing by the minute!" Ortho added. "What happened to you?"

"Ok, run down." Yaz took a breath. " I started to date Kalim and after maybe a month of dating, he asked me to meet his family! But I don't know how to act around his family and I'm incredibly nervous and.."

"You want to impress them?" Vil chuckles, walking over to him. "And why, pray tell, are you asking me for this?"

"You...you are the closest person to ask how...to act royalty.."

"Royalty?" Vil asked. "My, you are going way to far with this, Sweet Potato. However I suppose I can do my best."

"You asking him? Really, herbivore?" Leona chimes in, walking in. "Don't get me wrong, sweetheart but you don't know the 1st thing about being a prince."

Vil scoffs."Oh really? As compared to one who sleeps all day and repeated 3 years?"

"I'm still a prince regardless, sweetheart. I think I have a bit of knowledge of royalty."

"Are you sure," Vil smiles."Are you challenging me?"

"Of course, I never back down a competition, especially those I'm interested in winning in."

"I should be scared, right?" Yaz mumbled.

"You should be." Ortho says.

Before he know it, Yaz was sitting in front of Leona and Vil, preparing Yaz for the longest lesson he has ever been in.

------

Remember, No nagging, bragging,

sweating, fretting,

slipping, tripping,

slurping,burping,

twittering or frittering allowed.

-----

"That's a lot.." Yaz mutters to himself.

"I think there's a lot more than that.." Ortho sighs,"Even I don't know much of this stuff..."

"Nice to know you're on the same page as I am.*

-----

Stay present, stay pleasant, stay proud.

To be a princess is to know which spoon to use, ("But Yaz isn't a princess?")

To be a princess is a thousand pair of shoes. ("Thousands!?")

To maintain a regal gait,

leave the parsley on your plate,

and be charming,

but detached and yet amused.

To be a princess is to never be confused.

-----

"I must say I'm impressed," Leona says.

"You think you can do better?" Vil challenged. "If so, show me."

"You two are talking this way to seriously." Yaz groaned.

-----

Do a plie and never fall,

Dont ever stray from protocol,

All through the day there's just one way you must behave.

Do keep a grip and never crack,

Stiff upper lip and arch the back,

Bend from above,

and always wear your gloves, and wave.

----

"Get up, Herbivore, this is where things get hard."

Yaz, with major hesitant, stood up as Leona began to circle around him.

----

Shoulders back and tummy in,

And pinky out and lift the chin

And slowly turn the head from side to side

I see now

Breathing gently, stepping lightly,

Smile brightly, nod politely

Never show a thing you feel inside.

Glide.

----

"You look very pretty, Yaz!"

Yaz was in a new sea green outfit, matching the ones seen in Scalding Sands, face decked in simple make-up, absolutely beautiful, but Yaz was so incredibly embarrassed.

"I question how this is necessary!?"

----

To be a Princess is to always look your best,

To be a princess is to never get to rest,

Sit for a portrait, never squirm,

Sleep on a matteress extra firm,

Speak and be clever,

Never at a loss for words.

Curtsy to every count and lord,

Learn how to play the harpsichord,

sing lullabies,

and always harmonise in thirds.

Thirds, thirds!

-----

"I'm definitely learning a lot!" Ortho giggles.

"Lucky for you, Ortho. However I feel like a doll."

Leona smirks and grabbed Vil's hands.

-----

And he has beautiful eyes, ("Leona!?")

Your spirits rise,

when he walks in the room,

("We See!")

Doors close and the chemistry grows

She's like a rose thats forever in bloom.

----

"Your attempts at flirting are absolutely futile.." Vil murmurs.

"But I can tell they worked." Leona remarked.

"Hey, lovers, I'm glad I'm not a result of a feud, but can please get back to the lesson?"

"Recap!"

----

Do a plie and dont

Ever, ever, ever fall

Never show dismay

And be there when people call

Be prepared, whatever royal life will bring.

Do keep a grip and don't

Ever, ever, ever crack

Take a dainty sip

Never, ever turn your back

There's a time and place and way for everything.

To be a princess is to never make your bed ("Of course...")

To be a princess is to always use your head!

----

Yaz was now resting. On the floor, absolutely defeated.

"Was that too much for you?" Leona laughs. "I don't we were that harsh towards you."

"I agree, I think our lessons weren't that hard to follow, right, Sweet Potato?" Vil said, helping Yaz to a chair.

"I'm fine," Yaz mumbles,"It's not as bad as I thought it would be. However, that was a lot of remember."

"I have everything memorized." Ortho reassures. "So you can ask me anything."

"Aw, the show's over." Complained Cater. "But, it was hell of a show!"

"Yeah," chimed Lilia, laughing. "Though Kalim definitely went silent after the outfit change."

"That's why I took a photo!"

"And...how long...were you three sitting there?" Yaz gasped in embarrassment, sinking down in his seat.

"Maybe since Leona walked in? I can't remember! So we walked in and saw a free show, and Yaz looks absolutely stunning!" Cater laughs.

"I thought drama was going to happen! By golly, I was so wrong!"

"And what I am here, Kalim's with you?" Ortho asked.

"Yup! You couldn't tell as he was silent since Vil gave Yaz such a beautiful makeover!"

There Kalim was, flustered but had a hugs smile on his face. "I'm ok! I was just stunned by Yaz's beauty! He looks so gorgeous!!"

"Yaz is hiding behind the chair if you want to see him." Ortho cheers.

"Don't say that!!"

Kalim laughs and goes over. "You look amazing!" He held Yaz close."I mean, you look beautiful regardless, but-!"

"I get it...."Yaz mumbles.

This was the most embarrassing day of his life.

[timelessanimo]

What are the headcanons for the leaders on the fanfic?

Putting this under a readmore since its a bit spoilery ;)

Alrigyty Angsty first:

Taichi from adventure and Taichi from Vtamer are the same person. His memories were altered since he was needed as the chosen of courage and he wouldnt have been able to do his job as a chosen if he still remembered everything else. His partner Zero is still there calling for him after all this time but Taichi cant recall. He dreams about flying sometimes but hes never sure why.

Manga Taiki amd Anime Taiki are also the same. ZeedMilleniumon in the Manga tore the timestream apart and in an effort to fix it Taikis first travel and Kotone Amano got erased. He went through the Xros Wars twice but doesnt remember. A few remnants of the first timeline survived but well, who knows if Taiki will remember at all.

Takuya and Agnimon parted but Agnimons powers are still intact within Takuya. Hes flame and heat resistent. Since he spend alot of time as a Digimon he adapted to their way of life and suddenly being back in the human world messed with his head. His classmates call him weird but Takuya doesnt care.

Daisuke and his power of Miracles is the light that makes evolutions possible. Callumon shares this gift but cant use it offensively. Daisuke doesnt know this of course but well, evolution is a miracle no matter how it is achieved in the digiworld.

Takato has the full capacity to destroy Digimon in their entiret. If he snaps the digital hazard will destroy the entire Digiworld. Dreaper but in 100 times as deadly. Takato is aware of Guilmons power but not his own. He is afraid of losing himself tho, Megidramon is one of his biggest nightmares.

Tagiru feels like he still isnt worthy of the goggles. He wasnt the first choice, he didnt see the betrayal coming and he feels a deep rooted resentment in his heart against Ryouma. In his eyes he is nothing lije the Superstar he looked up to.

(Tagiru doesnt know that Taiki still has pain in his chest where the wespon hit, he doesnt heal like a digimon. The less Tagiru knows the better)

And now fluff:

Masaru has higher endurance and more energy due to his digisoul. Hes incapable of sitting still for more than a minute and eating is necessary or he collapses like taiki does alot. Extremely good at languages, learnt the digimon language after 2 weeks of staying in the digiworld permanently. He enjoys fighting for that reason: it burns the energy he has to much of (adhd masaru lets go) Masaru can and will pick people up without warning. No one is safe.

Taichi and Taiki are the defacto leaders of the group. They often push themselves to make sure everyone stays safe which results in collapsing(Taiki) and suddenly sleeping while standing(Taichi).

Takuya has a fever base heat. He never feels cold anymore ;) Daisuke clings to him whenever its cold haha

Takato has an entire sketchbook dedicated to drawing things the others tell him. Oh a town made entirely out of cake? Describe it so i can draw it. Its a beautifull keepsake thats filled with every good memory they can find.

Taiki is a worrywart. As a general he has to make sure everyone is safe so he frets over them like a hen. Additionaly hes a very good musician, but he cant sing to save his life.

Tagiru is extremely athletic! Climbing is one of his hobbies and he isnt afraid of heights. Managed to get Masaru to teach him how to fight and enjoys it greatly. Loves reading but is afeaid of getting teased so he doesn't talk about it, has a huge stack of books tho.

[raineydays411]

Steve Harrington sucks.

Steve Harrington x Henderson!reader

A/N: Yay! My first request done!🎉✨ Please don’t hesitate to request anything, and I hope you enjoy. Sorry it tooks so long, I just started school.

Summary: (Y/n) Henderson has been through some shit in her 17 years. Her father leaving, an overprotective mother, bullies, interdimensional monsters, government conspiracies, etc. Needless to say her life was constantly changing.  There was one thing that will always remain the same though. And that was the hatred she has for the one and only Steve Harrington. 

Request from anon.

Masterlist

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 You and Steve have never seen eye to eye. You haven’t for a very long time. You two used to be best friends, but that was a long time ago. Before high school and cliques mattered, and before Steve was known as “King Steve.” But once you two entered freshman year, Steves popularity rose and you were left behind. 

Even though you and Steve no longer associated with each other, that didn’t stop you two from fighting any chance you got.

You two argued about everything. If you said the sky is blue, Steve would argue that its actually purple. No kidding, he actually made the argument that the sky was purple. Needless to say, you two hated each other.

“Steve, I swear if you don’t move your feet I’ll--”

“You’ll what Y/n, please tell me what you’ll do?

“ I’ll take your feet and shove it up you---”

“Can you guys not...”

It was always like this. Ever since Steve started dating Nancy it was like he was always there. And because Nancy was your best friend, you got reacquainted with the King of Hawkins High.

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After everything Will with through with the Upside down and El, you were relieved that it was over. You could go back to your normal life of being a big sister and being top of the class. But then your brother started acting weird. 

It started on Halloween, he came home and was holding his ghost trap thing from Ghostbusters weirdly. You thought it was a rat or something at first but something seemed off.

Then Mews went missing. Mews was given to you on your thirteenth birthday, so loosing her was devastating to you. You still had faith that she just ran out and was lost somewhere in the woods. You spent hours looking for her but no dice so far. You were in your room when your mom called you from the kitchen.

“Yeah?!” you shouted, finishing up some missing flyers for Mews. 

“Can you go find Dusty for me? It’s getting dark outside.” After the incident with Will and Barb, the parents became a lot more wary when it came to being out after dark.

Rolling your eyes, you get up from your small desk and walk out to the kitchen where your mom is. As you get closer, you smell the weird concoction your mother is making on the stove. Your mom wasn’t the best cook.

“Did he mention where he was going?” you ask, scrunching up your face at the sight of the...stew??  

“He mentioned something about Lucas and a code red?? Whatever that means.”

“Code red?” you ask, you weren’t too nervous because code red could mean anything. and Dustin tends to be over dramatic. But still, a small voice in the back of your head is warning you. 

“I’m not too sure dear. Would you like to have a taste before you leave?” aaand that was your cue to leave. You start rushing to the door

“Sorry mom! I better go find Dustin before it gets to late.” 

You start to make your way down the road when a flash of red catches your eye, you walk towards it . You realize its just some pieces of meat. Then you see what looks like a trail. Leading from your basement to the woods. A bad feeling settles in your stomach, and before you go in the woods, you get a hockey stick that you wrapped with barb wire a few months ago just incase. 

Then you follow the trail of meat into the woods.

You follow the trail till it leads you to the junkyard. By the time you got there it was already dark and surprisingly foggy.

“Dustin?!!” You shout, seeing the pile of meat stopping. You step over it as you walk around shouting for your brother.

“Hello!!? Dustin this isn’t funny, moms worried about you.” 

And that's when you heard it. A low growling sound. Right behind you. 

“Y/N!! WATCH OUT”  

You spin around to see what looked like a demogorgon, but on all fours like a dog. And it was slowly walking towards you. Growling as it stepped closer and closer. Your heart was beating out of your chest as you tighten your grip on the hockey stick. Adrenaline rushing through your body. Your senses heightened as you focused on the creature in front of you. You lowered your body into a crouch to prepare for an attack. You slowly backed away slowly as it stalked toward you. You heard what sounded like Lucas or Dustin tell you to run but you knew if you turned around, that thing would pounce on you and you’d be dead. And if you died, what would happen to your brother? To Lucas?  

Then the demodog lunged at you. The muscles in its leg tightened as it jumped toward you. You held your breath as you swung the stick with all your might, hitting the monster in mid air. It yelped as its body was flung sideways. It layed there for a moment them leaped up on all fours again, You backed away but never took your eyes off it. 

“Holy shit what is she doing” a girl?? 

“YEAH THATS MY SISTER!” Dustin

“Y/N THREE O’CLOCK! THREE O’CLOCK!” shit.

You can see another figure moving in your peripheral vison. Another one. You position your body so your able to see both dogs at the same time, but then you hear chirping and growling from all ends. You were being surrounded. 

“STEVE WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” 

Then, Steve Harrington runs out of a broke down bus, bat in hand as he settles up behind you. 

“What the hell are you doing here Harrington?”

“Saving your ass Henderson, what does it look like?”

“I had this under control”

“Oh yeah, being surrounded definitely screams under control.” 

You aren’t given a chance to respond as another demodog leaps at you and Steve, forcing you to swing out and hit it again straight in the head. Another dog leaps at Steve, and he manages to hit it with the bat. 

“We’re going to die if we stay here” you say assessing the situation. 

“ No shit sherlock.” 

“Shut up and listen” You shout. “you run back to the bus. You need to protect the kids. I’m going to distract these fuckers. When I say the word, you open the bus door and let me in. These things hunt in packs, so they won’t chase both of us if I run first.”

“Henderson thats--” You don’t hear the rest as you dash from the spot. As predicted the dogs chase you and don’t pay no mind to Steve. You can see Steve reluctantly run back to the bus as you take a lap around the junkyard. You have to hit some more dogs but you manage to get back where you were. 

Then you were tackled. Dropping your stick you scream in pain as the demodog digs it claws in your shoulder. You struggled to get your stick as the other dogs get closer and the one on top of you is lowering its flower mouth to your throat. 

“Y/N” you hear your brother scream desperately. You find the strength to kick the dog off of you and launch yourself off the ground. You scoop up the hockey stick and swat the other dog that was in your way as you sprint towards the bus. 

“NOW STEVE LET ME IN” You screech as you near the bus. The doors slide open as hands wrap around your arms and pull you in. 

You lay there for a few seconds breathless. Muscles burning and ears ringing. You ignore the kids talking over each other and Dutsin fretting over you. You just breath, feeling a bit safer than you did outside. Then something rams into the side of the bus. The kids start screaming and Steve shouts something. You gather your strength once more and stand up, your body screaming at you. You see those demon dogs are trying to get in through the roof. You watch Steve start fighting them as you push the kids behind you. You step forward to help when suddenly they stop. Then they all run away and its quiet. After a few moments you feel weak and slump to the floor.

“Woah woah, Henderson” Steve surges forward and grabs you by the shoulders, you hiss in pain as he grabs the wound, “Shit, this is bad”

“Bad? What do you mean bad? How bad??” Dustin questions, his eyes watering at the thought of loosing his sister.

“I’m fine Dusty.” You say standing up. “ It probably just needs a cleaning and some stitches that all.” 

‘You look like you should be an extra in a WW2 documentary.” Steve deadpans. “You should go home.”

You roll your eyes “ Oh like YOU would know what that would look like, you don’t even show up to history class.” 

“ That's not the point Henderson, your arm is about to fall off.”

“I am not leaving these kids here defenseless.” you say crossing your arms, but wince as you do.

“First of all they have me, and second of all, you can’t even move your arm! You’d be in the way.” 

“ I’m sorry but who was the one that distracted those things? Who came up with that plan to get you back in the bus??” you say, annoyed at the accusation of being useless. 

“she has a point” muttered Lucas, earning him a smack in the arm by Max and a glare from Steve. 

“Listen Harrington” You say poking him in the chest. “ I’m fine, im not going anywhere, and I can kick your ass even with my arm fucked up. Now we’re going to get out of this FUCKING bus and figure out what the fuck is going on. AM I CLEAR?” 

A shocked silence settles in the bus. Lucas and Dustin chuckled and Max smirked in admiration. Steve glared at you, simply saying “Crystal” and turned around marching off the bus. You roll your eyes as Lucas and Max get off as well, leaving only you and your brother.

“That was really badass. The way you fought those demodogs back there.” Dustin said looking up at you. 

You smile and ruffle his hair. 

“ I wasn’t going to let them get my Dusty Bun” You say in a baby tone pulling him in for a hug. He groans at the name but hugs you back. 

“HENDERSONS MOVE YOUR ASSES” Steve shouts. You roll your eyes and nudge Dustin towards the door. 

“Come on, before King Steve blows a gasket” 

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You find out that Dart killed Mews and are absolutely devastated. Dustin felt guilty as he was basically the reason why your beloved cat died. 

“It’s fine Dustin, now I have even more of a reason to kick their doggy ass.” 

You walk ahead of the group seething in anger and fear. Your arm was still sluggishly bleeding and throbbing in pain. 

“You really should do something about that shoulder” Steve said as he walks up next to you. 

“Sure, let me just stop at the hospital while my brother and his friends chase flesh eating dogs from another dimension.” you reply in an sarcastic tone.

“I’m just trying to help.” Steve says in a soft tione

You roll your eyes and mutter a fine. You then rip a strip of fabric from the bottom of your shirt and wrap it around your shoulder. 

‘There are you happy now?”you ask

Steve is stunned, he never realized how...tough you are.In fact this whole experience has made him realize how smart and resilient you’ve become. Far different from the shy quiet girl you used to be when the two of you were friends. He never wanted to stop being your friend, in fact he even harbored a little crush on you but he just got caught up in the popularity and attention. Then he got with Nancy and started seeing you constantly again, only now you hated him. It hurt him in ways he didn’t understand. And while he’ll always love Nancy, he’s starting to realize that maybe he’s starting to fall in love with you too.

You look at him weird, as he just stared at you with this weird look on his face. You walked past him as the entrance to the lab becomes clear. 

“Hey guys” You shout. “We’re here.”

Then you hear it. Bone chilling roars fill the air. The lights are out inside the lab and you can hear the screams of the people inside. and then rustling comes from the woods. You push the kids behind you and Steve as you tighten the grip on your weapons. 

“Steve?” “Y/n?’

“Nancy?’” “Jonathan?”

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After finding out El was actually alive and Will’s interrogation, you officially have seen it all. You, Steve, and the rest of the kids stayed in the Byers house while the “A team” went back to the lab. You finally were cleaning your shoulder when you heard the rumble of an engine. 

Great Billy Hargrove.

“It’s my brother! If he catches me here he’ll kill me” Max says, he tone laced in fear. You and Steve look at each other, and then Steve walks out to deal with Billy. 

“Quick hide and don’t let him see you” you say moving toward the door. You open it in time to see Billy knock Steve down and kick him. You flinch and are just glad that it wasn’t you. 

“Oh” Billy coos, “ Are you gonna let me in Princess or am I gonna have to move you?” 

“Moving me sounds fun, how about we try that” you flirt back, hey anything to get him to calm down. 

He chuckles. “Nice try toots but I got a bone to pick with my step sister.” And with that she shoves you out of the way. You realize that you can’t fight Billy off alone, so you run to help Steve. 

“Come on Harrington, up you go” You try and help him up. You hear the kids shouting and some stuff smashing. “Come on Steve, he’s on there with the kids.” You say urgently.

“I’m gonna kill him.” Steve says, finally getting up. You and Steve rush into the house to see Billy holding Lucas up against a shelf. Steve then rushes to the two, as you go to the kids making sure they’re behind you. 

“YOU’RE DEAD SINCLAIR, SO DEAD” 

“No, you are” and with that Steve punches Billy in the face. You pull Lucas away, checking him over to make sure he’s alright. The kids are cheering Steve on as he beats Billy. 

“KICK HIS ASS STEVE” 

Then the tables turn. Billy smashes a plate over Steves head, knocking him down and punching him in the face. They get into the living room and Billy isn’t stopping. He’s punching Steve in the face continuously. 

“STOP YOU’RE GONNA KILL HIM” Dustin screams 

“BILLY NO” 

You rush forward and try to pull him off. “Billy thats enough, he’s already down!” he just pushes you to the ground and resumes his beating. You get up, desperate to help Steve. 

“Y/n!” You hear Max yell.  You look at her and she hands you something. 

Will’s morphine. 

Without a second thought you ripped the cap off the needle and injected the drug in Billy’s neck. He flinched and stood up, giving poor Steve a break from his brutal beating. 

“youbitchwhatdidyoudo” He slurred as he pulled the needle from his neck. He then fell on his back, half unconscious. Max, surprising you all, took Steves bat and yelled.

“From now on you leave me and my friends alone, you understand?!” 

“Screw you.”

She brought down the bat between his legs. Your eyes widened as she slammed the nail covered bat on the floor between them. 

“SAY YOU UNDERSTAND. SAY IT! SAY IT!”

“I understand” Billy finally whispered as the drugs took over. After watching that you ran over to Steve. You checked his pulse just to make sure he was alright.

“Alright Harrington, get up” You said. “Come on Steve.” 

“Y/n, we don’t have time.” Mike said. “We have to help El.” 

“How are you even going to the tunnels Mike? It’s too far to walk.” You say as you put Steve's head on your lap. 

Max then walks up to Billy and pulls his keys out of his jacket. “Y/n can drive us.” she says. Then the whole party laughs. “What? What's so funny?”

“Y/n can’t drive us” Dustin said laughing. You glare at him from your spot.

“Why not?” Max asks.

“Because” Mike replies, “ She failed like three of her drivings tests”

“Yeah, unless you want to hit every mail box on the way and get whiplash, y/n is out” Lucas chimed in. 

“Hey! I was not that bad” you yelled incredulously. “ Besides what would we do with Steve?” 

“Leave him here?” Mike said

“With Billy?” You asked

“Yeah we could just tie Billy up or something” 

“We are not leaving Steve” Dustin said. “He’ll be chill when he wakes up, I promise.” 

“We still can’t go” you say. The group groans

“Why not” Mike says

“Because, I can’t drive you.” You reply. Then Max ‘s face brightens 

“I can drive.” She says 

Suddenly, you’re in the backseat of Billy's stolen car, Steve sprawled across yours, Mikes, and Dustin's lap as Max drives erratically to the field. 

And then Steve wakes up. 

“y/n??” He mutters looking at Mike, Mike gives him the side eye as Dustin starts talking.

“Hey buddy” Dustin says “ He kicked your ass but you put up a good fight”

“Dustin!” you shout

“What?” 

‘Oh god” Steve says realizing what was happening “ Oh my god stop the car!!”

“Steve I promised them you’d be cool if we brought you” 

“oh god 

“Make a left here” “you’re okay” 

“Steve relax she’s driven before”

“yeah in a parking lot””That counts!”

“Stop yelling!”

“Stop the car, stop the car” Max takes a sharp turn 

“WOAHH” “STOPTHE CAR”

“Steve calm down” “I told you we should have left him!’“

“AHH SLOW DOWN” “CALM DOWN”

“EVERYBODY SHUT UP! I’M TRYING TO FOCUS” 

Max hits the breaks as she makes to to the field. You all stumble out of the car and head to the trunk, getting ready to head into the tunnels. As you’re putting on your mask and goggles Steve stumbles to the back of the car yelling, 

“HELLO! Do you guys hear me, we are not going down there!” 

“Y/n how could you let them talk you into his” “ARE YOU DEAF? HELLO?

“WE ARE NOT---” 

“STEVE!” Dustin shouted, “The fact of the matter is that a party member needs our assistance. We can’t just abandon her.” 

“...fine” Steve says, and he puts on the bandana and goggles. You walk up to him and hand him his bat. “ Wow Harrington, you’ve never looked better” 

“Ha ha, get in the hole” 

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After struggling to get into the hole, you finally made it into the tunnels. It was dark and damp in there. Cold as you and the party walked further and further into what could be your doom. Specks of...something floated in the air and the walls were covered in what looked like vines. Steve was at the from of the line while you were at the end.Making sure both ends were covered and there wasn’t any chance at a sneak attack. 

You stood at the back with Dustin as he kneeled down to tie his shoe and then a flurry of that white shit sprayed in his face. He started freaking out immediatly, screming and spitting

“SHIIT! ITS IN MY MOUTH!”  

Steve ran over to him and started asking whats wrong. Seeing Steve so worried about your brother warmed your heart, especially because it’s been so long that Dustin had a male figure who cared about him in his life. Now that you think about it, Steve has been really protective over Dustin these past few days, in fact he--

“Hey Y/n, are you okay” Steve says, interrupting your thought. 

You look at him and nod, “We should keep going”

He nods and take his place back in the front. The group only had to walk a few more steps till they reached the hub, 

“Let’s torch it” Steve said as he stepped forward. The kids spread out, pouring gasoline on every inch of the  cavern.  After you were done, Steve pulled out his lighter and flicked it on. 

“You ready?” He said. You all nodded and prepared to run for your life. Steve threw the lighter and the whole hub was lit. The everyone ran. Mike got caught as a vine wrapped around his leg. Steve struggled to it get off when you came around.

“Stand back!” you yelled and swung you hockey stick down on the vine a couple times. This cut it in half as you heard it..squeal?? You then helped Mike up and urged him to start running. You were almost back to the hole when you were stopped. 

A demodog stood in the way of your freedom. Hunched low and growling as it wait for you to make your move. Thats when Dustin spoke up.

“Dart” “Shh Dustin get behind me” You shushed him, trying to pull him away from the creature but with no luck. He slowly walked toward iy.

“Dustin what are you doing?””Get away from it” the rest of the group whispered as he pulled a candy bar from his pocket.

“yumm nougat” He said, breaking the candy bar into pieces and fed them to the demon dog. ‘There you go buddy, eat up” He then waved to you. 

“hurry up go” He said still crouched down. Carefully, each member of the party passed by. Creeping passed the demodog who paid no attention.

“Bye buddy” Dustin whispered as you and Steve pulled him away. 

You finally got to the hole. You and Steve helped each of the kids up the rope. Rushing as you heard the rest of the demodogs running to find you. You finally got Dustin up the rope when you saw them. The pack of demodogs running full speed toward you and Steve. There was no time for either of you to get up the rope. Steve pulled you into his chest as the pack drew nearer. You tensed up, waiting to get torn apart by these creatures.

“Y/N! STEVE” Dustin cried, being held back by Mike and Lucas. 

The closer they got the harder it was for you to breath. You closed your eyes and dug your face into Steves chest.

They ran past you. The demodogs run right passed you and Steve as if you weren’t there. You feel them run past your legs, bumping into you as they are called somewhere else. 

You sigh in relief . You look around the cavern, realizing you’re not dead. Steve laughs a breathless laugh as you smile, the threat of death gone. You realize that you’re still pressed up against him, and look up. Staring into the brown eyes of the one and only Steve Harrington. His goggles pulled up against his forehead and his bandana around his neck. 

You don’t know if the adrenaline or you not giving a fuck, but you fling off your safety glasses, pull down your bandana ans surge up.

Capturing Steve’s lips in a kiss.

He makes a little ‘oomph” sound in surprise as he realizes what's happening. But then he relaxes and kisses you back, wrapping his arms around your waist. Your hands go into his hair as you wrap your arms around his neck, prompting him to  lean closer. His tongue brushes against your bottom lip and you begin to let it in when--

“OH GOD, REALLY?” 

Dustin. “GUYS THEY'RE MAKING OUT’”

“Ewww, come on do you really gotta do that here” Lucas complains.

“Yeah! we don’t wanna see that” Mike says, frowning in disgust. 

“Come on’ Max says, pulling Dustin and Lucas by the collar of their shirts. Mike following behind them.

You pull away from Steve, giggling as you see the awe struck face he's making. 

“Come on King Steve” You say, starting to crawl up the rope. “Before Max starts joy riding and leaves us here. He shakes his head as he watches you get to the top and starts climbing. 

“Hold your horses Henderson, I’m coming.”

[moonlitmeeks]

༄ soft / wholesome gerard pitts headcanons

pairing; gerard pitts x gn!reader (platonic + romantic)

warnings; one very brief mention of food, one tiny alcohol mention

request; hi bee!! i know ur probably v busy rn but i just love your writing so i was wondering if i could make a request. could i please request some soft/wholesome pitts hcs? they can be platonic, romantic or both - whatever ur feeling!! take ur time, no pressure & take care of urself! thanks so much <3 - @sammijd

a/n; you're the absolute sweetest omg,, of course u can bestie!! i love pitts so i may have went a lil overboard with these,, but c’est la vie <3 thanks so much for the request and kind words lovely,, hope you're well and taking care of yourself!!

-> platonic

you have a lot of inside jokes, some going back years that just never left

it leaves everyone else extremely confused when pitts mutters something seemingly normal to you and you both burst into laughter

“what are you two laughing at now?!” “don’t worry about it knox, you wouldn’t get it”

comfortable silences!

pitts has a very calming presence which means you can just sit in silence with each other without feeling awkward or bored

sometimes you'll just lay next to each other and one of you will poke the other and start a conversation before you fall back into the silence

but on the other hand, pitts is definitely one for deep, philosophical conversations at like 3am

you'll be half asleep and just hear "hey y/n, do you think we actually have free will?"

9 times out of 10 he gets a pillow to the face for waking you up

he throws it back with a lot more force than he anticipated

its now war.

pillow fights are a serious thing for you two

its no holding back - pitts can and has knocked you off of your feet on multiple occasions

he definitely asked you to make a secret handshake with him

the problem is he's constantly forgetting it

you have to re-teach him every few weeks

pitts loves going for long drives, so please prepare to spend hours on the road with this boy just listening to music and picking up some food on the way

we all know pitts can be incredibly sarcastic (duh it’s a lamp meeks) and it’s no different with you

constant bouts of teasing - all playful, of course

especially about your height, considering this boy is an absolute giant

he’s the type of person to hold things above your head

or move things to a higher shelf just because he can

however he always ends up feeling bad and giving you whatever it was back a few moments later

“stop being an ass and give it back!” “alright sorry there you go”

he could never say a bad word about you if his life depended on it

film nights are a must

this boy loves movies but not in a film bro way, don’t worry

his favourite is fantastic mr fox

second favourite is it

but thats neither here nor there

anyways movie nights! they’re always so over the top

he gets all of the snacks he can think of and covers the coffee table with various bowls and bags of snacks

so many blankets. mountains of them.

pitts loves horror movies tell me im wrong you cant

yeah they still get him a little spooked but if anything that makes him like them more

if you’re not the biggest fan though, don’t fret! he’s more than happy to watch whatever else you’d prefer

but if you saw him crying at the lion king, no you didn’t

is more than happy for you to meet the other poets but he will get a little jealous if he thinks you’re having more fun with them than with him

“they were my friend first!” “are you seriously jealous right now?” “no! i’m simply reminding everyone of a fact, don’t flatter yourself y/n”

bff pitts supremacy i think

-> romantic

god pitts is the absolute sweetest

with him most likely being a lot taller than you, he loves giving you his clothes

he thinks you look ten times better in them than he does and insists you keep them

you’ll find one or two of his jumpers have ‘mysteriously’ made their way into your wardrobe

he has ‘no idea’ how they got there

he will also give you his coat at a moment’s notice - his mother raised him to be a gentleman!

he sees you shiver even slightly?

he’s tugging it from his body and shoving it around your shoulders in seconds and will ignore your refusals and complaints (unless you are genuinely uncomfortable)

pitts loves hot chocolate and is incredibly good at making it - you both end up drinking a lot of it, especially in winter

speaking of winter - he gets so excited

wants to do all the typical ‘winter’ activities so please be prepared to make snowmen and do snowball fights with him

if you drink, pittsie also loves mulled wine

loves the idea of subtle matching items, so when he slips you a ring that just so happens to match the one he wears on his middle finger, he can’t suppress the grin on his face

such thoughtful gifts holy shit!!!!

loves going to vintage shops/independent businesses

he just adores the cosier vibes and thinks you can find such amazing things there

i cant talk about pitts without talking about hugs

my god this boy gives incredible hugs

the moment he wraps his arms around you, you’re wrapped in warmth and he just feels safe

kisses to the top of your head yes sir!!

dance to music with him

just do it i beg

he also sings to you a lot

is he the best singer ever? definitely not. but he can hold a tune and always has a huge smile on his face so let him continue please

he likes hozier and will scream work song at the top of his lungs

study dates!! pitts doesn’t like studying too much, so doing it with his favourite person definitely motivates him (especially if he gets a kiss for every right answer but shh)

talks about you to meeks a lot

meeks teases him about this in front of you to embarrass pitts but it’s cute

if you paint your nails, pitts will ask for you to do his matching

it will probably be chipped and picked off in a few days, but he still loves it

and no, it isn’t just an opportunity to hold your hand why on earth would you think that-

listen pitts is just in love with you okay thats just how it is

okay so maybe i got a little carried away here and wrote a bit too much im sorry i just love pittsie he needs more content <3 thanks again for the request lovely!!! i can’t explain how happy i was to write these omg!

taglist; @mendesxruel @thesilverskull @pretentious-strikes @yer-erster @tall-my-beloved

dead poets society masterlist <3

[v3nusaphr0d1t3]

doin’ that night thing

crossposted on ao3: <3 rating: explicit warnings: sex so much sex. just so much horny afab reader, gender neutral. reader is not described.

it was only so long before you texted the number. it was natural curiosity! the number might be hawks’! you let it marinate in your head. the little paper he slipped into his tip to you when you two met at the club that had his phone number sat on the coffee table. you stared at it for a while, eventually just deciding to text him.

you: hey, this is ____

you still used your stage name, since you had decided that you’d trade your real name for his. he replied surprisingly quickly (it was later on in the evening on a sunday so you assumed he was off), with only a couple minutes of anxiously making your way through your carousel of social media before you heard your text tone.

XXX-XXX-XXXX: heyyy. it’s hawks, what u up to?

you would not admit that your stomach did a little flip. this was genuinely his number, or at least you prayed it was. you added him to your contacts. 

you: off day, so i been sittin around. wyd?

birdie: i had patrol today but i’m off the next two days, thank fuck.

you: thats good, bet its stressful as hell to do what u do.

birdie: you sayin that out of consideration or you sayin it to kiss my ass?

you genuinely laughed out loud. you didn't expect him to be upfront, and you had expected to stroke his ego if you wanted into his pants, but it didn’t look like it would turn out that way.

you’d find out soon enough.

---

he said he was off for the next two days, monday and tuesday. you worked evening shift on monday and got out by 11 PM, so you got an idea.

you: pick me up from the club tonight? 11:30?

birdie: is this what i think it is?

you: i don’t know birdie, you tell me

he didn’t reply to that. it made you a bit nervous, but you weren’t gonna fret. if he didn’t come, you could just take the subway. that’s how you got there most nights, just like tonight. the train ride was bustling in the late afternoon, most people just getting off of work and heading home. you instead got off at your stop to walk the few blocks to the club, work bag slung over your shoulder and knife in your hand. the sun was starting to go down and you didn’t play games. being quirkless in this society was an inconvenience at best and at worst you could end up dead.

you went in the back way, readying yourself for your shift and freshening up. you put on your outfit you has chosen for today, did makeup, fixed your hair the best you could, and hyped yourself as well as a few of your coworkers up. eventually it was time for your set. you took a deep breath like you always did, grabbed your wipe you all used to clean the poles between each set, and stepped out onto the stage. and when you looked up at your audience, you met a pair of warm yellow eyes.

---

when you got off, you took a quick shower in one of the bathrooms in the back. you tried not to shower at the club when you had the choice, but being sweaty and covered in other’s people’s germs when you took hawks back to your house wasn’t at the top of your list of things to do. you dried your hair well enough when you got out, putting on some cute underwear that you had packed (because you had planned this in advance). you put on a regular t-shirt and jeans, making your way with your bag to the front of the club to look for hawks. you had your hand in your pocket on your switchblade as you surveyed the street and parking lot with your back to the club wall. you knew he was here, or you were going crazy. you saw him.

so intent on searching for a familiar figure in the parking lot across the street, you didn’t notice someone coming from your side. and when the hand fell on your shoulder, you reacted immediately, pulling your knife out and flicking it out, holding it out and steeling yourself.

instead, it was the stupid fucking bird with his hands up and an amused grin on his face. he looked casual like he did when you first interacted, just considerably less tipsy and more excited.

“god, jesus, you scared the shit out of me!” you put your knife away, sighing. hawks let out a little chuckle.

“sorry, sorry, i just thought you were paying attention to ALL of your surroundings. or maybe, since you were looking for someone…?” he trailed off, and you wanted to knock him upside the head. but you didn’t.

“you seem intent on NOT getting head tonight.” you joked, striking a chord as he spluttered.

“was that on the table? i take it back, i take it ba—” you cut him off with a flick to the nose.

“shut up and take me home already.” you chuckled gently, looking around for some sort of vehicle. and then it hit you.

“you… you didn’t drive here, did you?” you asked, sighing yet again, this time in annoyance at yourself for not remembering that this man had wings.

“no. no i did not.” he almost looked ashamed, if it weren’t for the shit-eating grin that split his face.

“and i’m guessing that you’re not driving me home, is that right?” you asked, letting him take your hand and pull you into the alley?

“where are we going?” your question went unanswered as he pulled you further away from where the people were. it made you a bit nervous, but when he suddenly pulled in close and scooped you up like you weighed nothing, you were in no state to protest. and then he shot himself AND you into the sky.

“where do you live, by the way?” you heard over the howling of the wind.

“you ass! its—” and you gave him your apartment building. you found that he smelled nice, from close proximity, and you made the very smart decision to bury your head in the crook of his neck rather than looking at the very far away ground. 

he touched the ground again on the rooftop of your building, and when you were put down you immediately shoved him.

“warn me! jesus,” you were genuinely mad for about twenty seconds, before bursting into laughter and moving to grab his shirt collar, pulling him into your first shared kiss. it was sweet, and a bit too soft considering that this was a hookup. he reciprocated almost immediately, coming up to cup the back of your neck. he tasted sweet. it was nice.

you grabbed his wrist, pulling him along and wrenching open the door to the roof. you found your way out of the staircase to the elevator (your building had way too many floors for that mess) and pressed the ‘down’ button. you waited for only a few moments before the doors opened with a ding and you dragged hawks in with you. you pressed the button for your floor, and when the doors closed you were on each other again, pressing him back against the wall of the elevator as you licked your way into his mouth.

it wasn’t only the elevator that made your stomach jump. it was the fact that this was the first person you had brought home in a while, and the fact that he was a hot ass pro hero who looked at you like you were the hottest person ever. it set you on fire, made your skin sing and lit you up from the inside. it was like being on stage but ten times better.

eventually you broke away when the elevator doors opened, and you grabbed his hand to pull him along. you approached your door, fumbling with your keys and getting your door unlocked. and the moment you were inside, like the MOMENT, he had you pinned against the door. the speed was almost hilarious if not ridiculously hot. 

he brought your lips together only briefly before pulling away to trail little nips and kisses down your jaw and neck. 

“don’t give me any hickeys, it’s bad for business.”

“i’ll pay for your shit.” he said nearly immediately, and the look he gave you was goddamn predatory. 

“i— okay.” you could only agree, because it felt too nice and that gaze was gorgeous.

and with that, he sucked a dark mark high on your neck, going on to make more.

and suddenly, your earlier promise came to mind.

“didn’t i promise you head?” you say with a pant as he bit down on the junction between your neck and shoulder.

“you mentioned it.” his shit-eating grin from earlier returned. you playfully pushed him away and grabbed his hand to lead him to your bedroom. it was humble but comfy, with your bed in the center of the room and the window cracked, letting in the sound of night traffic. your floor was high enough off the ground to not have to worry about the people below hearing you. you didn’t have a headboard to your bed, so you wouldn’t have to worry about that noise either. but you hoped that you could perhaps make a noise issue with the man you pushed to sit on the edge of your bed as you suck to your knees.

you tugged at his belt, undoing it as he watched you with his intense gaze. you unbuttoned his jeans and pull his pants and boxers down, observing his half-hard cock. you spit in your hand, giggling to yourself and hearing a giggle above you that got choked out as you wrapped your hand around him. you pumped him and leaned forward to take the tip in your mouth, twirling your tongue around it as you teased the slit. you heard his intake of breath and subsequent sigh as you sunk your mouth further down.

it was sizeable, and thick too. it made you clench around nothing as you worked your way up and down his shaft, to the point where the head was hitting the back of your throat. you tucked your thumb into your fist and breathed through your nose, putting your faith in that stupid little trick you heard as rumor from your stupid friends. it surprisingly worked, or at least it placebo-ed itself quite well, because you only gagged when hawks rolled his hips upward into the heat of your throat.

you pulled away to take a breath, looking up and meeting his apologetic expression. it was annoying that you thought that little thrust was hot. you steeled yourself again and went back to it, so the next time he ground upwards, you were prepared. he let out a groan, reaching up from where his hands were stabilizing himself on the bed to instead rest on the back of your head.

“fast learner, huh?” his little quip made you roll your eyes, but apparently he took that the wrong way, because he took a ragged breath.

“roll your eyes back again, s’hot.” you would scoff if you could, but you instead took another one of his little thrusts into your throat. his little whines were enough fuel to let him keep doing this, using your mouth like it was made for this.

“damn, baby, you’re perfect—” his words were more likely to make you blush than his actual cock in your throat. suddenly, he grabbed your head and pulled you off. you looked up in confusion.

“don’t wanna cum yet,” he murmured with a breathy chuckle. there was that little glint in his eyes again. the one that zeroed in on you like you were the only thing on his mind, like you were the most important thing in the world. it was frankly a bit frightening. that little primal part of your brain didn’t like the gaze much. but your much larger brain thought it was fuckin’ hot.

“your turn, get on the bed.” he said, standing up and shuffling out from under you to remove the majority of his clothes. you did the same, peeling off your shirt and jeans to reveal the cute underwear you had chosen. he watched you, whistling when he saw you wearing one of your g-strings. 

“keep that on, wanna pull it off with my teeth.” he said, casually, as if that wasn’t enough to make you clench around absolutely nothing. you made your way onto the bed, sitting up as he joined you, pushing you down to prop yourself up on your elbows. he leaned down to make good on his promise, catching one of the strings over your hips with his teeth and pulling them down your legs, pulling it off all the way and throwing it aside. you laughed a bit, matching his chuckle.

“now, lemme get a look at you,” he grabbed your thighs and pulled your legs apart to gaze at your dripping cunt. he bit his lip, leaning down immediately and licking a stripe over your folds with a flat tongue. he moved to suck on your clit, eliciting a moan from you as you felt your nerve endings catch fire, tingling all the way down your legs and up into your core. he moved to rub his tongue over your hole, teasing but never fully giving.

“hawks! c’mon, god— feels so good,” you were talking just to fill the silence, little murmurs threaded into barely legible sentences. he pulls away from you and you whine. you barely get time to be mortified with yourself before he says something shocking.

“you can call me keigo. just don’t tell anyone that shit, okay? you sound too good and i really want to hear my name from your pretty little mouth.” 

“i— i’m ____,” you practically gape for a minute, before giving him your own name. that was your deal, his name for yours.

“pleased to meet’cha, _____.” he joked and once again you barely had time to react when he leaned down to continue eating you out, swirling his tongue around your clit as he reached up to stroke a finger down your folds. once it was sufficiently wet (kinda gross) he slipped it inside you without much resistance, curling upwards a few times and pulling it out to repeat the process but with two fingers.

“keigo, shit! god, that’s fuckin’ great—” you babbled, the constant stimulation to the most sensitive place making your brain hazy. your eyes were closed without your realization, and once you did open them, you looked down on a gorgeous sight.

his head eyes were fucking immaculate. his golden eyes looked up at you like he wanted to own you, like he already owned you. by god, you wanted that. you wanted it bad. you wanted to do whatever it took to have this man keep looking at you. this was its own type of performance, and you feared it would be addictive. you ate up his gaze, the warmth it brought, like it was the air you needed to survive. with a knock of his now three fingers against that sensitive place deep in your core, you gasped, throwing your head back and breaking his gaze.

he was out-doing you. no one was allowed to out-do you. you decided the stretch was enough, and agonizingly shifted away from his criminal tongue. he gave you a confused look, but you guided him to lay back toward the edge of the bed, up on his elbows so his large wings would hang comfortably off the edge, and began to crawl over him. the fact that your legs were quivering was not one that was mentioned aloud, but it was definitely felt. you helped him roll a condom on and you matched eyes yet again as your plush thighs straddled his hips, grinding against his cock that was laid against his stomach. your smirk was telling as you leaned down to capture his mouth in a filthy, open-mouthed kiss. he was panting and flushed by the time you were done with him, leading down to leave playful nips on his neck and shoulders.

your grinding was incessant and reliefless, promising but never giving, and it was driving him mad. any time he would attempt to take the reigns, you would raise your hips, robbing him of any friction at all and making him whine. oh what a sound, it filled you with determination. you were going to put on a show, but you didn’t work for free. he would have to beg. but he was a stubborn ass and you’d have to work him up to it. he was already nearly there, gasping and breathless while his cock jumped against your heat. you held his wrists down so he couldn’t grab your hips, and you leaned down to look him in the eye with a shit-eating grin.

“you know what i want,” you said simply, your voice piercing and thick with lust.

“oh- oh really?” 

“what’s the magic word, keigo?” you asked, watching his pupils pin at the usage of his name. whether it be your tone, or the circular little grinds you were working with your hips, or your penetrating stare, something broke his pride.

“please— please, god, please, ____” his voice was whiney, as it made the simmering heat in your gut roar as you raised up off his cock and used your hand to position it, sinking back down and making a noise low in your throat. it took you a moment to adjust, with little cants of his hips smoothening the transition. but once you had accommodated to the stretch (and by god was there a stretch), you moved your hands to rest on his thighs and set to work. 

you raised yourself up and down, up and down, getting into a rhythm that left your thighs quaking and your core aching from the ceaseless abuse. it felt so fucking good. the sounds of skin slapping and both of your breathy noises filled the room, making you blush even more. the grinds he would meet you with when your hips came together nearly make you drool, mouth hanging open and panting quietly. once again, your eyes had closed by default, overwhelming pleasure making it hard to keep them open. 

but when he sat up, grabbing you by the waist and thrusting up hard into you, your eyes shot open to his gaze again, this time focusing on where his cock was disappearing into you over and over without stop. his wings were tensed, hiked up and spread, shaking slightly from the stimulation. the streetlamp poured light in from the window, casting a strange feathery silhouette all over your room. you gasped loudly as you felt your orgasm start to build up.

“please, god, keigo, don’t stop,” you moaned as he manhandled you to lay back on the bed and started plowing into you hard enough to make your mattress creak. you didn’t think you could ever fuck someone else like this. you couldn’t think at all, actually. you could feel yourself drooling like a dog, running down the corner of your mouth as you choked on air. his hands on your hips were like fire, and you were hot, hot, hot. you burned up under his gaze, under him. you could feel the pressure building, building, building— until you gushed all over his cock. and your sheets, for that matter. the feeling was insane and you were not mentally there enough to think of the consequences. your orgasm rolled over you right after that, hitting you like a train and making you clench down hard enough to trigger a chain reaction. you felt a warm blossom in your cunt as he shot into the condom, groaning roughly a mangled version of your name.

he slowed his momentum to small little grinds until you whined from overstimulation, belittled to noises and half-words. he pulled out and tied off the condom, dropping it into the trash by your bed and laying down next to you to catch his breath. you did the same, eventually catching the rest of your mind as well.

“that was probably the best sex i’ve had in my entire life, no lie.” you chuckled, voice still cracked and airy.

“we’re gonna have to change your sheets.” you looked down to see a soaked blanket beneath you and sigh in slight annoyance and embarrassment.

“i honestly didn’t know i could squirt. i’ve never done it before.” your chuckled elevated to a laugh, and he let out a bark of a laugh along with you.

“well, thanks for the prize money. now hop up, i’ll help you with laundry.”

[the-s1lly-corner]

Hello! May I please have some headcanons for Itward with a friend who acts very childish and is technically god but they are still a silly little guy pretty please?

Itward x silly lil fella!reader who is very powerful! (platonic!)

wasnt sure if you wanted this to be platonic or not, but given that you refer to reader as his friend imma go that route + the ideas i have brewing are more platonic appropriate, so! eheeheheh i love feeding the itward fans, with he got more screentime + generally more fanfic content around him because theres so much to explore with him!

honestly when i initially read this request when it was first sent in i already imagined it as "tired human dad raising powerful nonhuman kid to the best of his abilities" except itward is a skeleton whos been around for god knows how long, but same energy nonetheless... definitely tries to show you right from wrong and give you good morals... though you probably inherit some of itwards strange behaviors (general way of doing things, being kind of being zoned out because youre thinking about a ton of stuff, ectectect)

you two get together and build things sometimes! usually small little gadgets, nothing too too crazy.. though every now and then he asks if you want to help him with the flying machines maintenance!

tells you the stories of his travels and adventures, though if youre on the younger side he tries to soften the darker stuff so its not as... horrifying...

tries not to baby you, since well. youre not a baby... but definitely frets over you every now and then especially if you start exercising your otherworldly abilities

which gives me an idea, if you happen to be on the chaotic or mischievous side, he would gently scold you if you do anything too out of line... but i think more often than not hes impressed by your creativity and that youre exploring your powers! better to get a hold on them now rather than later, if you havent already! definitely light hearted about it

sometimes laughs it off, too, if youre doing something genuinely harmless and silly

i guess you can say he has a....

funny bone...

snorts

lets you have your independence, though, since youre not totally helpless and he doesnt want you to have room to experience things and learn on your own... keeps a close watch on you, though

generally kind of adopts a dad friend role around you, especially if youre significantly younger than him ... though

on the chance youre actually older than him, i do think his approach around you would be a little different! definitely treats you more like an adult, but carries the same respect... ponders..

still lets you work on mechanical stuff with him

you hear him mention liking forks and you search far and wide to give him all the forks/hj

or you just summon them right then and there, if thats something you can do

very silly i like this idea

chews

[heyitsyn]

White Carnation

Ex!Iwaizumi Hajime x Reader

a/n: iwa-chan being your ex is so painful and numbing

huhuhu angst isnt my forte but this is an exception bc chi is my sista

anon request: ex-boyfriend/childhood friend iwaizumi would be super angsty but i have no idea what they’d fight about ,, now imagine if after being kitaichi’s manager/medic, reader becomes karasuno’s medic/temporary manager (until kiyoko got recruited),, then she couldn’t come to the seijoh practice match so she has no idea her team fought her ex,,, only to find out during inter-high and everyone’s like wtf??? that spiky haired ace is your ex?? meanwhile kageyama’s like “yall didn’t know?” — chi

ong this finna be painful

so

its always been the three of you

with living across the oikawas came great perks

even way before you could remember, you were always with the 2 other boys: your neighbor across your house, tooru, and his best friend who practically lived there, hajime

hajime first saw you when you were covered in dirt after you were trying to catch a butterfly for tooru at the back and oikawa pushed you out of the way into a puddle of mud when he saw a bug

iwa stared at you then immediately said ‘my name is iwaijumi hajime. i think youre really pretty’

yep thats really how it went

and poor babie didnt know how to pronounce his ‘z’s yet so it sounds like ‘j’s :(

while tooru liked you because you werent like other girls who stayed inside and played dolls instead playing outside

you played with him at his back yard with the volleyball he owned and always made him laugh and have fun

iwa liked you because you didnt shy away from bugs, instead you were braver than tooru and even helped iwa look for any beetles and caught them for him to keep as pets

they liked you because you were like them

you were like one of the bois

but that kinda hurt you in the future

as you all grew up, you started going through yanno teenager things

like you started to have crushes

specifically on your best friend, iwaizumi hajime

thankfully tooru didnt see you like that and still saw you as one of the bois and saw you as that annoying twin sister

but unfortunately, iwa did too

every time you made an effort to do something to emphasize that you were, hello, a girl, he would laugh and tease you

‘hehe i didnt think you even knew what a dress was!’

was his comment when you came over wearing a yellow sundress with flats

tooru, who you shared these secrets with, gave you a worried glance but you smiled, covering up the hurt

‘meh. my mom forgot to dry my clothes so i had to wear these old clothes’

no, they werent old

they were just bought yesterday with the intention of finally being recognized as girl and complimented

but the person it was for, couldnt even be bothered to remember that you werent just one of the boys and that you possibly wanted to be told that you were pretty or cute

your other best friend noticed your quietness and he stood up from his crouching position and placed a hand on your shoulder, making you look at him

your teary eyes made him sigh but he grinned at you

‘its really pretty, y/n-chan! you should wear it more often! pretty things deserve to be seen and complimented’

god why couldnt you have a crush on oikawa tooru instead

why did it have to be towards the boy who was too caught up with catching bugs and playing ball to ever see you differently and has never said a single praise towards you?

‘what do you think, iwa-chan? isnt she pretty?’

oikawa hinted but hajime remained his eyes on the tv as the players hit the ball, too distracted to even be bothered to look at you

‘she looks the same’

he mumbled and your nose stung and eyes watered, looking down to hide the wobbling of your lips

‘its okay, kawa-chan. can i wear your clothes for now? i dont like this dress thats why i never wore it’

oikawa tried to stop you but you were already straight up the stairs and towards his room

he angrily stomped over to iwa and slapped his arm, startling the other boy and him snarling in pain

‘what the-’

‘youre so dumb. youre so mean. i wonder where she went wrong and what she saw. seriously’

he ranted and moved to sit back on the floor but not before kicking iwaizumi, making him fall on his side

‘OI KUSOKA-’

‘so whos winning?’

your voice interrupted iwa’s mid-scream and he looked up from the floor to see you wearing an alien hoodie and a pair of basketball shorts that were a little too loose so they drooped by your knees

your originally curled and elegantly braided hair was now pulled up into a bun by a scrunchie that you left around the house from years ago

there was a bit of redness around your eyes and iwa scrambled up to check if you were okay since your face looked swollen

‘oi, did you eat something weird? your face is all red so youre probably having a reaction’

he fretted and you watched as his hands glided across your face and held you by the shoulders to take a closer look

‘yea, a reaction from a bad reaction’

thankfully iwa was too busy checking to hear oikawa snarkily whisper and you sent him a glare that made him quiet down

‘haji-kun, im fine’

you dismissed and side stepped to go sit next to oikawa, completely brushing him off

now iwa was confused

you would usually smile up at him, say ‘aw~ are you worried about me, haji-kun?’ then skip over 

not frown and act so coldly

‘oi, y/n, what-’

‘lets go to the bakery! theres a sale going on there!’

oikawa shouted which made you jolt in surprise

he knew of his best friend’s beginning interrogation but he knew you were too upset to be bothered by hajime’s questions

‘they have a buy one get one sale on milk bread! and those-those treats you like! theyre on sale too!’

omg oikawa is a real one 🥺

oikawa blinked harshly at you to go along with the act and you stuttered and nodded

‘uh-eung! yea!’

that was probably the moment that iwaizumi started noticing

except he thought it was a pining between his best friends rather than you towards him

ofc iwa was a loyal friend

he thought that you and oikawa were two people who were crushing on each other yet too afraid to say anything

tbh he shouldve seen this coming because duh you were an incredibly pretty girl and oikawa was the handsomest guy in the whole area!

it was almost,,, natural for you both to gravitate towards each other

maybe thats why,,,

he started to distance himself to give you both the space and want without him in between

maybe thats why,,,

he started to feel these feelings of,, jealousy?? like he started to feel a little scared and honestly he wasnt sure who to be jealous of bc he knew once you started dating, you’d both be too busy to hang out with him

maybe thats why,,,

he was no longer your friend 

iwaizumi hajime became a simple stranger you would just pass by in the hall

it happened around the 2nd year of middle school

you and oikawa were still close friends but you have drifted away into not being as close while you and iwaizumi became,,,, distant

basically strangers

the boy you used to dream about when you were 8 and dreamt of marrying once you were old enough

he was no longer him

before, you and iwa were actually really close without oikawa

like you would hang out when oikawa was too busy with takeru

you both would go to the arcade and play games with no fear of oikawa whining and complaining to take turns

you had a lot of fun together and yet, all of a sudden, everything stopped

because iwa knew how,,, possessive oikawa was

he thought that if he were to continue being friends with you, he would risk losing his best friend out of jealousy or misunderstandings and he didnt want that precious bond to be ruined by a girl

even if that girl,,,

was you

thats why it was so awkward when you came over to oikawa’s house after so long and seeing him there, eating breakfast in the kitchen

your best friend didnt want to tell you that iwa spent the night bc quite frankly, oikawa was already fed up with this

you think he didnt know?

you think he didnt know that iwa distanced himself due to an unknown misunderstanding?

you think he didnt know that you also distanced yourself due to being hurt as he casted you aside?

and oikawa was also worried

he didnt want to ever bring up your name with iwa bc to be honest, he didnt think iwa even liked you all that much

he thought that iwa only tolerated you for so long bc you were the only girl who wasnt in love with oikawa and knew you long enough to be comfortable w you

but babie oiks is misunderstood that :(

he didnt want to ever bring up his name with you bc he knew how sensitive it was for you and how sad and pained you were when he suddenly stopped even replying to your texts

one time when you cornered him, he looked angry and gently pushed you back and quickly walked away 

no he was scared that oikawa could see you both and misunderstand

‘just,,, stay away from me, okay? its better this way’

god you wanted to scream at him and shout at him and punch him but he kept silent and refused to answer your questions and refused to acknowledge your existence

you were so confused and you were just so hurt and eventually, you became indifferent to him and treated him the same way

anyways

you stepped into the house, not even bothering to shout your arrival and quickly wandered through the hallway before turning the corner to go to the kitchen 

but you stopped, seeing the familiar hair with olive eyes eating breakfast on the kitchen island, also stopping with his chopsticks halfway to his mouth at the sight of you

your gazes clashed and you blinked before your lips formed into a thin line, turning and going to the fridge and look for food

iwa wasnt surprised

he figured you were both getting closer to dating and you were already basically living in his house

it all makes sense

BRUH THEYVE BEEN FRIENDS SINCE THEY WERE LTR BORN LIKE BLS THEYRE JUST SIBLINGS

MAKE IT MAKE SENSE

‘h-how are you’

he mumbled, trying to fix the awkward silence while cursing inside of how long oikawa was taking to shit

you hummed, taking a water bottle and slamming the fridge door shut, harder than necessary

‘oh, now you see me?’

you really didnt mean for it to be a snarky comment but it came out before you even realized what you said

he winced

‘listen, im-’

‘oh? youre here, y/n-chan!’

oikawa’s voice cut him off and he returned back to his bowl of rice, leaving you standing there furrowing your brows

you shrugged, already knowing that hajime was like this, so you turned to look at oikawa with a wrinkled nose at the sound of the toilet flushing

‘tooru, did you drink straight milk again? you know how it makes your stomach upset’

you chided and tooru turned red at the implication of his dookie

‘o-oi! y/n-chan! of course id know if i was lactose intolerant!’

i just think how funny it would be like the irony of his love for milk bread yet being lactose intolerant at the same time 

he huffed and you nodded but not exactly believing him

‘kay kay’

you teased and walked to the living room but oikawa caught you in a headlock and he ruffled your hair while you complained and whined to let you go

you were giggling as tooru was giving you noogies, feeling the tension leave your body

all while iwa was watching

maybe it was because he stopped hanging out with you and havent seen you like this for almost  a year

so carefree and so happy as you scored higher than him at the hoop game and he would begrudgingly let you hug him when he managed to win you a doll from the claw machine

but yea he definitely forgot your smile

he forgot how it looked like bc the last time you met gazes, you sent him a hurt glance and looked away and he knew he deserved that

god he hated it

but no, he was doing this for tooru

he was doing this because his best friend liked someone who actually deserved him

but dear god why did it hurt

iwa was starting to wonder if he made the right choice

he could easily handle you two dating

right?

maybe that was when iwa started to realize,,, he was starting to feel different towards you

the time apart definitely made him remember why he was friends with you

you weren’t like those girls he saw in tv or outside with the frilly clothes and the makeup and the fancy hair

no that wasnt you

you were different

you were too lazy to even pick out a cute outfit, opting for comfort with one of their sweatshirts and sweatpants

you preferred to chase after butterflies rather than sitting inside bc hajime’s adventurous spirit latched itself on to you too

you would usually climb the tree to get the volleyball that got stuck up in the branches bc tooru was too scared of heights and you wanted to prove your strength and capability

god you were so different

what if you liked him instead?

iwa startled himself with that thought in the middle of eating and caused him to choke on his rice

tooru noticed him coughing violently so he grabbed the water bottle from your hand and threw it straight towards the boy

iwa snapped the cap open,not caring where that water came from, and chugged it down before sighing in relief after the quite scary situation

you then realized what happened and you turned red, speedwalking into the living room

oiks totally didnt do that on purpose and he was doing the lenny face at you before switching masks and wearing a worried one for iwa

‘iwa-chan! you need to slow down!’

he chided and iwaizumi yelled at him to be quiet, completely clueless to the fact that he just shared an indirect kiss with you

but you did and lordie did you hate it

from then on,,,

iwa was just seeing you everywhere

iwa saw you from his classroom when you would go hang out with your new friends outside 

he noticed you not even being too loud, only speaking up when asked while the others opted to continue talking about nonsense you probably gave no care about with how you secretly rolled your eyes

those moments made him laugh

the next time you both ran into each other was during his morning practice

oikawa phoned you in the morning while you were getting ready, saying he accidentally left his knee pads at home and he was already at school but you werent so he wanted you to bring them to him

you knew damn well that iwaizumi hajime would be there but you didnt care because youre not even friends anymore after he just dropped you like that

YES SISTER WE DESERVE BETTER

so thats why you found yourself pushing the metal gym door open at 6 in the morning and shouting oikawa’s name

his eyes brightened at your voice and he dropped the ball to run towards you by the door

‘oh my god thank you so much, y/n-chan!’

he shouted and hugged you out of excitement while you cringed and hit him to get off of you

‘ew dont touch me trashykawa’

you mumbled and he whined, finally stepping away with a pout

iwa was watching you both from the side and he blinked, wondering if you were trying a new hairstyle

if not, then you changed something bc currently, you practically glowing to him

he watched you scold oikawa for being forgetful and him begging for forgiveness but also thanking you before he was scoldede again by the coach

but the coach was relieved that he could finally play with the proper equipment and not risk anymore injuries

oikawa was already bidding you good bye and you were about to turn to leave when you finally met the many gazes of iwaizumi hajime

your eyebrows unconsciously furrowed together and your lips turned to a frown then you sharply turned and walked through the doors

unbeknownst to him, oikawa watched as his best friend’s face turned hurt at your expression and remained staring at the door you just went out of even when you were already gone

‘iwa-chan, lets get to practice’

after that 

iwa has concluded god has decided to be mean to him

bc who was giving him these weird heart attacks and tummy aches at the simple sight of you?

literally he ignored you for a good time yet now hes noticing you again?

what kinda unfairness-

but you proved to accept his previous behavior by not even giving him a single glance anymore

that made him sad so iwa would sometimes stop doing what hes doing so he could freely stare at you laugh at something a classmate said during class

thats totally not creepy iwa lol

he doesnt even know hes doing it sometimes bc hes so absorbed on trying to figure out the answers of his questions

but the worst was when he got caught

you sat at the very front and oikawa and iwa sat at the back 

it was lunchtime and you were eating with a few girls and a guy from another class and yall were laughing and talking together

iwa had oikawa and these other guys makki and matsukawa from the class next door to eat lunch with

can i please just dream that our third year seijoh boys were actually friends since the very beginning like pls and thanks

oikawa was rambling about how some girl giving him cookies the other day when he noticed iwa not listening but staring at you while moving his chopsticks around

poor iwa-chan was confused as to how even with messy hair, you still looked beautiful?

like no matter what angle or how you turned, the light always seemed to hit you perfectly to accent out your features

how was that possible?

‘-and she just-iwa-chan? iwaizumi?’

he called out and said boy jolted, eyes widening at the confused, bored, and knowing eyes

‘hm?’

‘oh? were you looking at y/n-chan?’

oikawa teased and the gojira fanboy waved his hands around to deny that statement

but makki chuckled and leaned in

‘hm, wouldnt blame ya. shes really pretty you know? some guy in our class saw the girls ranking and shes in the top 5′

okay iwa was angry

was it because everyone else noticed how pretty you are?

was it because you were part of this list?

was it because his own friend said you were pretty?

why did he even care anyways?!

oikawa smirked at the clenched fist under the table and decided to poke fun even more

‘oh really? well, it doesnt really matter because its always the girl’s decision right? but most of the time, their choice is utter trash’

the meme duo shared a confused look

‘hah? what are you going on about, oikawa’

oikawa internally apologized to you after what hes about to do because hes so tired and exhausted of having to be so careful and walking on eggshells between you two

so he did an oikawa move

‘yanno how y/n-chan and i have been friends since we were little ducklings right? so ages ago, like ages ago, little y/n-chan had a crush on this brute bc for some reason she thought he was brave or something and apparently thats appealing to girls rather than the nice and gentlemanly type. but of course, yanno how this goes, he pooped up and now hes stuck on doing this weird stalking staring thing. right, iwa-chan~?’

okay im sorry i take it back oikawa is a bitch

iwa shook

you,,, had a what on who?!

a crush on him?!

is he the brute?!

so it wasnt oikawa?

it was to him?

then why did you act like that?

why did you both act like that?

‘what’

iwaizumi mumbled and he met oikawa’s pointed gaze

‘hmm,,,, you dont have to worry about it anymore though since theyre not even friends anymore. but listen to me and listen well, makki, mattsun, if you hurt a girl even once, theyre never going to forget it. my sister said that apparently theres this little voice in their head that tells them that theyre going to get hurt again and thats where their trust issues begin to develop and--IWA-CHAN WHERE ARE YOU GOING?!’

iwa was already out of his seat and straight walking towards you and your group before stopping beside your chair

your friends quieted down at the sight of the known boy and you blinked then turned your head to see him, your eyes instantly turning dark and looking away immediately

‘what the hell do you want’

you hissed and natsu almost choked on his rice ball if it wasnt for another girl patting his back

‘it was me, right? all along, not oikawa, but me?’

his meek voice made you look up in confusion

‘what are you talking-’

‘you chose me instead him’

then it was like a click that you realized what he said

‘how did you know’

‘i-i’

he stuttered but was cut off when the teacher finally arrived to announce the end of lunch and iwa was forced to go back to his seat

the whole class time, you would sneak glances back and iwa would be staring at his paper while oikawa would wink at you and give you smirks

OH GOD HE TOLD HIM

after class you stomped up to the brunette haired boy 

‘how could you?! why did you tell-’

‘lets talk, y/n? please?’

iwa was holding your arm and you glared at him before turning away and walking away

oikawa patted him on the shoulder in good luck and whispered,

‘get your girl’

the rooftop ledge looked really delicious right now

no words were exchanged so you were both just silent with you staring at him while he was looking off to the side

‘so what? now you know and so what do you want?’

you spoke first and iwa guiltily met your eyes

‘everything was,,, a mess. i misunderstood and i didnt communicate and i,,, messed up’

he mumbled the last part but you caught it perfectly causing you to scoff

‘damn right you did. so now you know and then youre going to do the cliche thing they do in those dramas where you magically profess your love for me and-’

‘hey y/n lets date’

you froze and looked at him shocked with wide eyes and jaw dropped

‘excuse me? who are you to say that?!’

you shrieked

‘first you think i have some big crush on tooru and this caused you to basically drop me like a damn pencil and second youre asking me to date you? iwaizumi hajime i thought you were always the smarter one. what the hell are you spouting you damn imbecile-’

iwa did the only thing he thought of

he quickly leaned forward and pecked your lips

he saw some guy do it in a telenovela that his mom watched a week ago and that was how the girl got silent so iwa thought it would be smart to shut you up that way

and it worked

bc you were so conflicted: angry, confused, sad, happy

you was the whole range of emotions in one second

‘i was stupid. and i was dumb. i wanted to give you and shittykawa space because i thought he liked you and he would be mad and misunderstand if we continued hanging out without him. but you shouldve told me you liked me, baka. maybe i wouldve come to like you back’

iwa rambled but your eyes watered and you huffed, slapping him across the face but pulled his collar to kiss him again

tbh iwa was shook bc he got 2 kisses in a row today and hes never been kissed before and its from this really pretty girl

‘how dare you kiss me and still not like me’

you seethed when you pulled away

but iwa held your hands

‘im starting to come to. give me time and i’ll accept your confession’

and give him time you did bc you finally were able to try and mend that friendship again and soon, you were already starting to fall back in love with him 

but iwa also

during the end of your 2nd year, iwa nervously tugged you to the rooftop and you smirked

‘what? you gonna profess your love for me haji-kun?’

you teased and expected him to laugh and smack you gently but he didnt

he turned red and he looked down at his shoes as he magically produced a flower out of nowhere

‘please accept me, y/n!’

he shouted while holding out the single white carnation

your eyebrows scrunched and you grabbed the flower from his hands before punching him weakly

‘stupid! stupid haji-kun! i already accepted you! since we were five! how could you not see my feelings’

you whimpered, trying to hide the blush on your face but he smothered you to a hug, making you both topple over in the process

you had the cliched term of ‘summer love’

of course you still hung out with tooru but you both would hang out other days just you both

like you and iwa liked going over to some old playground by your house and you both would watch the sky on top of the slide assembly while talking about stupid stuff and the future

‘haji-kun, do you know what you want to be when youre old?’

you asked and he turned his head to look at you but you were focused on the stars

‘gojira’

he simply replied and you giggled, reaching over to hit his chest

‘baka. you cant be gojira-san’

iwa found himself giggling with you before he reached down to softly interwine your fingers and hold them up to look at them

‘hm, i dont really know. maybe a volleyball player. or someone in the volleyball team, i dont know’

you hummed, knowing him and tooru’s shared love for the sport

‘i wanna be a doctor. i want to save lives and help people and make money too! my mothers friend offered to intern me but apparently im still too young’

you pouted

iwa listened to you but then a lightbulb rang in his head

‘oi, y/n’

he started and you looked at him

‘you can be our manager. or medic. or doctor person. that bastard is going to push himself even harder because naoki-senpai gave him that damn position and he might kill himself trying to beat that farmer dude. besides, shittykawa is going to be the captain next year and i’ll be vice so youd easily get it anyways. so you in?’

you blinked at him before breaking out to a smile

‘eung! i wanna see my baby play what he loves!’

iwa’s face contorted to disgust

‘bABy?! iM nOt a BABY! im A mAn!! mAN!!’

‘mhm, okay. my mans, haji bara arms is my mans’

your relationship is very balanced with the perfect ratio of crackhead and seriousness and understanding bc as we ALL KNOW EVERYTHING STARTED W A MISUNDERSTANDING

like if he accidentally said something that hurt your feelings like that dress incident from years ago btw you brought it up to him and told him you were practically traumatized by that and he kept on apologizing and appearing at your doorstep with a white carnation in apology you would gently tell him bc communication is K E Y and he would tell you sorry and you guys would understand and make up

you guys were so lovey dovey that ltr oikawa would fake gag and throw up to the side when he catches you guys even doing things like holding hands

like bls he sees that flesh to flesh contact and he wretches his breakfast

‘ew, its the settling down for me’

‘its the flatness of the ass for me’

you stuck your tongue out while he pouted and iwa looked so proud like oml

you guys were still at the honeymoon phase where everything was peaches and rainbows and it continued until your 3rd year

as mentioned above, iwa basically gave you the managerial position

like yall were walking to school during the first day talking about how worried yall were at passing your classes when suddenly he was all like ‘ill see you in the gym later?’

you smiled and blinked confusingly

‘hm? you want a cheerleader there, baby?’

he flushed red at the nickname and furrowed his eyebrows

‘baka, stop calling me that’

you giggled and dodged his gentle smack but he grabbed your hand and pulled you close to his chest

‘i thought we already agreed that you would be our medic slash manager? i mean, it could give you experience for the future right?’

you rested your chin on his front to look up at him and your face held a teasing smirk

‘hmmm~~~ haji-kun just admit it. you want me to be there to cheer you on~’

you teased and nuzzled your cheek on him

iwa scoffed but he couldnt help a soft smile appearing

‘i mean-yea, but its for the future so ill help you every way i can’

‘oya? the future? will you marry me in the future, haji-kun?’

‘MARRY?! HOW DID YOU GET MARRY OUT OF THAT, BRAT’

‘AAWWWWW DONT BE SUCH A TSUNTSUN HAJI-KU-ACKDKJFSLKJNOT THE HAIR!!!’

sure enough you were at the gym after school

the coaches knew you werent a fangirl of oikawa bc hes seen you since the very beginning and oikawa clears you are actually a sister to him and you were fit for the job

ofc hes captain and someone as good as oikawa was going to get what he wants

the gym was full of newbies and recruits hoping to get into the powerhouse team and your eyes scanned to find those ridiculously pretty olive eyes that belonged to your beloved-

‘HAJI-KUN~~!!!’

you waved and shouted loudly, gaining his and everyone else’s attention as well

the underclassmen cooed and awed at you bc their senpai who was famous for being really pretty was in the building

‘waaaa its l/n-senpai’

‘shes so pretty’

‘oMG shes righT iN FroNT oF me!!’

yea you get the gist

the poor ‘haji-kun’ was shrinking under the attention and was growling at oikawa’s teasing look but he begrudgingly held his arms out for you to run into them and snuggle into him

‘hmmm i missed you, haji-kun. im really sad we’re in different classes this year. but then again! i can be here with you!’

you pouted and he ruffled your hair affectionately

‘why else do you think i offered it brat’

oikawa rolled his eyes and gagged before taking your arm to the coach so he could sort you out

‘honestly! not in front of the children, okay?!’

but everything was quickly resolved and you were finally officially their manager/medic

you did managerial duties and you were the go-to when someone falls harshly or gets hurt in any way

in between homework, school, reading medical books, and practice, you and iwa havent spent a lot of time together and tbh that was quite straining your relationship??

like it was something that you saw coming and you both even had a talk about it but you still feel like you didnt prepare enough when it did come

one day, it was monday and there was no practice so you and iwa were walking home together

he squeezed your hand occassionally and you would sing and hum while walking

and omg his heart would balloon up when you would smile up at him and giggle when you would catch him staring

he honestly thought youd both hang out and just lay on the couch, snuggle, yanno the routine

but once you pulled out your textbooks, notebooks, and pens, he was confused

like he even held your hands and stopped you from pulling anything else out

‘y/n? i thought we were,, watching a movie or something?’

you blinked and shook your head

‘i need to study for a test and i still need to memorize how to treat a sprain, haji-kun. there’s more important things to do right now. maybe later?’

more important things?!

more important than showering you with love?

more important than even spending a second with him?

now, dont get him wrong, iwaizumi hajime was by no means a clingy and possessive boyfriend

he understood the boundaries and he understood the priorities

but dear god its been WEEKS since he even hung out w you since your entire schedule seemed to throw him out of loop and acted as if he didnt exist

and now, he was aggrivated and irritated and he wanted nothing but to just cuddle his girlfriend

you noticed his huff and pout but he remained silent

you quirked an eyebrow and placed your pen down

‘haji? whats wrong?’

his eyes snapped to you and you knew now he was angry

‘oh? were you able to spare a few seconds for dear old me?’

you were taken aback and you knew there was a fight brewing so you hid your growing irritation and calmly put your things aside

‘hajime, what are you on about?’

you pried and he looked shocked, almost offended

‘what am i on about? what am i on about? y/n, do you know the last time i even came over? the last time i held you and just talked?’

his voice got louder by every word and you quickly stood up 

‘dont you dare raise your voice at me, hajime. if we have a problem, we talked over it calmly. we dont yell or shout, nothing gets resolved. we talked about this’

but he scoffed

‘talked? when was that? when did we actually just talk? hm? because I sure as hell dont remember it’

youve only seen hajime angry once and it was when you lied to him to go spend time with oikawa

okay in your defense, oikawa was having a panic attack and he begged you not to tell iwa because he didnt want to be scolded by iwa even though you kept telling him that iwa wasnt like that

and theres a reason as to why its only been a one-time thing because iwa was known to have patience that was as long as the damn nile river

except for oikawa bc it seems oikawa just cuts that patience by a million

and when he finally snaps, its when he couldnt take it anymore and he finally gets loose

when iwaizumi hajime was angry,  you really done it

you didnt really know how you handled that anger so you were at a loss and you were feeling conflicted and pained at the way he looked at you

‘h-hajime,,,’

you started and he looked at you expectantly

‘well? when did we last actually talk outside the school premises y/n?’

there was that inner witty voice of yours that wanted to say ‘right now?’ but you held it in bc he was completely serious

‘hajime, please understand. i-i dont want to let anyone down! my grades! the team! i-’

‘but what about me, y/n?’

he tiredly asked

‘do those things-those people- matter more than me? and i really really dont want to ask that but im so so confused y/n’

despite sounding manipulative, you knew iwa was feeling defeated and he couldnt help but ask those questions and sound so desperate

so you scrambled to sit next to him on the couch and held him against you

‘of course you matter to me-haji you mean everything to me, you understand? god, if an adult hears me theyd think im crazy but i love you, hajime. i love you and im so sorry if i ever made you feel that way because i really didnt mean to, okay? im so sorry’

you sobbed and he turned to fully envelop you into his arms and he sighed contently, remembering how good it felt to have you right there

‘no, im sorry, doll. i was being clingy and i didnt mean to lash out, i-’

you slightly let go and cupped his face

‘nonono you were perfectly valid. what you felt was perfectly reasonable. i havent been a good girlfriend lately, huh?’

you sadly smiled but he kissed you, holding you even closer

‘youre always a good one to me. always. just with a not good schedule but we can fix that, right?’

SORRY I REALLY DONT KNOW HOW TO WRITE A FIGHTING SCENE BC ITS ANGSTY AND I DONT DO WELL WITH ANGST BC IT MAKES ME CRY 😭

tbh that was really your only big fight

even when you guys graduated middle school, you both were still quite happy and you both worked hard to make time for each other

HOWEVER

when high school arrived, you both had chosen an extremely hard decision

you chose to go to karasuno while oikawa and iwa went to seijoh

which was a,,,, hard and difficult decision

in fact, you both didnt have a fight per se, just a disagreement that ended in like 30 minutes lmao

tbh its so scary and concerning of how rarely you both have bad times and how quickly it gets resolved

BUT THEN AGAIN THIS IS AN ANGST REQUEST SO ILL OF COURSE BRING IN THE SADNESS

you were busy with karasuno and you were actually taking college courses since you wanted to have a good record if you ever wanted to get into a medical field

that meant you had a lot of homework and most of your time was spent with schoolwork or interning for that family friend mentioned earlier

and you were also a manager for the volleyball team bc karasuno is a butt and they require you to have an after school club

so that meant,,,

no time for iwa

and fate just so happens to hate you bc the days you did have off, he would be busy with volleyball and he wouldnt be able to spend time with you

even weekends were like that

eventually, you both went for 2 months with no contact, just a few text messages and calls

and that strained your former strong relationship

and you knew that iwa was getting angry again with how he even typed his responses

‘want me to bring over snacks for the team?’

‘its okay. wouldnt want you to waste time or anything’

like that type of bull

you were getting increasingly worried because you havent had a good proper time to talk to him about it and you didnt want to fight over the phone

your best friend, kiyoko, noticed your anxious ticks and she snapped you out of your current daydream

‘hey? y/n? you okay?’

she gently asked and you blinked before nodding

‘mhm. just,,, thinking’

but she didnt buy that lie because you went back to chewing your lips and eyes even watering

‘i can revise your notes for you, y/n. and the team isnt doing anything big so i can handle it. you just go see him after school bc i cant handle you being sad anymore’

kiyoko gently smiled and you almost cried bc finally! you were able to clear your schedule enough to go visit your boyfriend

at the end of the school day, you bolted out of there and you were running and huffing all the way to seijoh bc you really wanted to talk to him as soon as possible

the gym was clear in view and you smiled, looking forward to seeing your beloved boy, when you saw him and oikawa being surrounded by girls

now keep in mind, youve suffered through middle school with oikawa and you were his best friend and has known him since you were a toddler

so you know of his looks and the attraction it brought him from all the females

so that didnt really bother you 

but what bothered you was the horde of girls that stuck on to your boyfriend and he didnt even look bothered

just,,, blank

not even pushing away or feeding into their actions

just,,, standing there

‘haji?’

you called out and as if he had a built-in sensor for you, his ears twitched and he swiveled to look at you

‘y/n’

he breathed out and you smiled gently

iwa quickly moved away from the girls and he grabbed your hand so you both could go somewhere else to talk privately

the back of the gym was quiet and you leaned against the wall, iwa joining you shortly

‘how-how are you?’

you asked and he scoffed, totally surprising you

‘is this how we are y/n? asking each other questions as if we’re friends who are meeting for the first time in a while? wait--actually we are arent we?’

you grimaced and looked to the side, knowing he starts his stages of anger with being passive aggressive

‘haji,, please understand’

you pleaded and swiveled to stand in front of him

iwa didnt meet your eyes, instead shoving his hands in his pants pockets and eyes trained to his shoes as he kicked rocks

‘y/n, ive been trying,, for months ive been understanding. please dont ask me to understand anymore’

he snipped and you sniffed

‘im doing this because-because my grades are starting to matter! my future is resting on these years! i have to-’

‘dont you think i know that?!’

he cut you off harshly

your eyes were shaking at his attempt to calm himself down and his trembling hands

‘dont you think i know that you are doing this for that? because ive known you since i was five y/n and i know you would push everything-everyone- else aside to reach a damn goal of yours. no matter the cost, as long as you get it, right? well youve always been like that and somehow i still accepted that yet years later here we are’

iwa waved his arms around to accentuate his point and hurt was bubbling inside your chest at a subtle jab at your flaw

‘well im sorry mr. volleyball ace player! im not talented in any area so i have to depend on my studies to get me a future! so fck me for trying to survive and create a life for us!’

‘us?! how is this for us?! y/n we cant even last a single year being apart and youre already thinking ahead of the future?!’

‘im doing this for you! for us! just wait hajime! we will be happy-’

‘I DONT CARE IF ITS FOR THE FCKING FUTURE! I WANT TO BE HAPPY WITH YOU RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW! AND WHY DOES THE FCKING FUTURE MATTER SO DAMN MUCH WHEN WE CANT EVEN-’

‘BECAUSE I LOVE YOU AND I WANT TO BE WITH YOU!’

you shrieked

‘HOW CAN YOU LOVE ME IF YOURE NOT LOVING ME?!’

he huffed and harshly wiped away tears that fell

your lips trembled, hands shakingly reaching out to grasp his arms

‘ha-hajime,, don-’

‘should we break up?’

was he asking you this right now? 

seriously?

‘what?’

you whispered and he finally looked up to let you see his pained eyes

‘y/n do you know what day it was yesterday?’

he asked and you blinked, looking everywhere as you tried to remember any important events

‘t-tuesday?’

that seemed to snap his patience 

with an angry grunt, he turned to punch the wall and crouch to hide his face in his hands

‘damn it, y/n’

he whimpered and your heart broke as you could hear his cries

then it clicked

anniversary

it was your 2nd anniversary

and you completely missed it

completely forgotten

you shrunk back and let out a cry before placing a hand over your mouth to muffle your cries

‘ha-haji-’

you sniffled and you tried to go closer to him but he wiped his eyes and stood back up

‘y/n lets break up’

iwa requested with a cracked smile

your eyes widened and you ran to his chest, wrapping your arms around him as if you let go, he would disappear

‘haji, we can talk about this! we cant-please dont do this-i can fix this-’

‘we will only hurt ourselves even more if we continue this. i dont want us to hurt anymore y/n. so please, for once, listen to me’

your heart shattering cries filled your space and he didnt think it was this hard until he finally said it

it was a decision that he has been hanging around for a while and even consulted oikawa about it

‘iwa-chan, if you love y/n so much, its best to let her go. dont make you both suffer anymore’

‘i cant-hajime youre it for me-please dont leave-’

you hiccuped and continued to sob

but iwa remained a pillar and squeezed you tightly against him

‘darling i believe we were meant to be. but we just did it all wrong. when the time is right, lets start over again’

he whispered, finally breaking down with you in his arms

-------

iwaizumi hajime became a taboo word for you

even with oikawa, he swore and vowed to never say either of your names and made sure that you would not be around the area when iwa would come over

like even when he knew iwa would just stay inside, he would be constantly on the lookout to make sure you both didnt see each other

the last time was when you both saw each other in the morning as you exited your house to walk to school

it must’ve been a few months after the breakup and even oikawa felt the raw pain hovering in the air

it was suffocating and oikawa had to motion you to walk because if you both stayed even a second, someone-or both- would start crying

you continued like that for years until you reached your third year

you continued being part of the volleyball team as the medic while kiyoko was the manager

the new recruits were causing up a storm and you were particularly fond of your kita kouhai kageyama tobio

‘kageyama? kageyama tobio?’

you asked once you caught sight of the familiar looking blueberry

he looked up and recognized you as his former manager

‘l/n-senpai!’

he shouted and you ran up to give the boy a hug

‘gosh! youre so tall now! i remembered when you were wee tall!’

you teased and ruffled his hair

‘uh-you know him, y/n?’

suga asked and you nodded

‘eung! we went to the same middle school and i was a manager there’

‘she was friends with iwa-’

ope

something flashed in your eyes 

kiyoko knew that name bc of how you were so depressed about it for 2 years and she started shouting random nonsense, scaring the 2nd and first years

‘y/n! we got new medical tape!’

she sang out and you perked up

‘finally?! we dont have to use duct tape anymore?!’

you excitedly ran over and everyone was both shook that kiyoko was loud and two, you were actually excited over medical tape

kageyama shrugged and continued on training

he kinda figured something happened so he never said anything or asked you anything in fear of upsetting you

and when it was announced that you were going to a practice match with seijoh, kiyoko actually told you she would cover it to make sure you dont see him there

‘its fine, y/n, i got you’

but ofc, you couldnt skip inter high

ltr an event when anyone in the team could get injured so you forced yourself to just ignore it and go

you did a good job of hiding whenever he was in view until the time they actually faced each other

you were walking alongside kiyoko and settling some things down at the bench when you felt his stare

you grimaced at his intense stare and the entire team mistakenly took it as him being interested in you

‘HAH?! LOOK AWAY YOU BEANSPROUT!’

noya growled

‘YEA! DONT LOOK!’

ofc hinata echoed

the 3 seijoh third years exchanged looks of unease when iwa sighed and looked away

‘oi! dont do that, boke!’

kageyama chided and hit the orange boy with a water bottle at the head

hinata whined and glared at him

‘that porcupine was looking at l/n-senpai! he wants to steal her!’

‘boke-’

‘doesnt matter anyways. we broke up ages ago’

you tried to say it jokingly but they couldnt miss the crack in your voice

‘hah?! he broke up with you?! you?! goddess l/n-san?!’

tanaka raged and noya had his own face of shock

the famous seijoh ace dated you?!

this handsome bara arms muscle buff man had the priviledge to date you and yet broke up with you?!

‘yall didnt know that?’

kageyama questioned and everyone glared at him

‘how do you know’

‘i just did. i didnt want to say anything for this same reason that you guys didnt know and she wouldnt want her business out there’

he simply replied and continued filing his nails

you looked up and smiled

‘it doesnt matter anymore. it was years ago so its fine’

‘L/N-SAN WE WILL AVENGE YOU!’

‘WE WILL! WE WILL!!’

the three stooges swore and you smiled softly, ruffling each boy’s hair

‘then go out there and make me proud’

but we know how this goes

they lost and you were so devastated for the others and you dropped your bag to go and comfort a crying hinata

‘sshh, dont cry dont cry. im right here’

you cooed and he accepted your embrace, hugging you tightly

once he finally calmed down, you were able to get him to a good enough condition to walk to the bus to go home

you went back to get your bag when you found something on top of it

a single white carnation

and a small ripped piece of paper that said,

‘my name is iwaizumi hajime. i think youre really pretty’

a/n: iknowiknowiknow i died but im not back to life and this request was lowkey difficult and i dont think i did a good job w it because angst always gets too angsty for me but i couldnt resist giving this a sad ending like bls!!! and uwu im still working on that oikawa route bc ya girl cant decide how angsty she wants it to beeee and i have like 4 different versions of the route in my drafts hehehe,,,, but i hope yall liked this and uwu ive never been in a serious relationship before so i wouldnt know what to fight about and came up with this:(

[ringmyheart]

Can I request Vin Jin boyfriend headcanons and some fluff? (You don't have to force yourself)

(This and the other vin jin rq were merged!)

Honestly the way I see it, it doesn’t matter if you’re a very calm person or outgoing person. No matter what this relationship is gonna end up being considerably chaotic

He ropes you into everything he does. Doesn’t matter if u r a design student or an architecture student or if ur on the opposite side of the school from him, u r practically in his class. Dating him is like signing a contract sealing away ur own life bc he makes it a point to be ALWAYS w u

In class he doesn’t gaf if the teacher has ur seat on the other end of class, he is somehow finding a way to sit next to u against ur will or not. And when the teacher moves u two away from eachother INTENTIONALLY bc of this, he is threatening whoever happened to sit next to u to trade seats w him. He will go as far as to dress up as them to make it look like they’re them to be next to u and he’s so dramatic ab it.... being away from u felt like u were star crossed lovers whom the world was fiercely against

And if UR against this cuz ur tired of getting in trouble in class, or if you reject any of his advances, he’s gonna be really, really, really offended. He will at first sputter and be kinda shy and embarrassed about it, before he goes “fine! Have fun on your own without me, the greatest thing in your fucking life!”

He move seats back and will glare at you periodically every five minutes to pavlov dog you so that every five minutes every day, even when he’s not there, you feel the burning stare of vin jin

If you’re his s/o, he’ll buy you a matching pair of sunglasses so ur the freshest looking couple around Seoul (they’re hideous and thick but he thinks u look fly)

The glasses don’t have nearly as many layers as his does for himself so u can see, and u wonder how he managed to make them just as bulky and if he did it on purpose to sabotage u. Like “did u make my glasses purposefully ugly so no one else will want me?”

U have to dodge a punch after saying anything like that ab his fashion decisions LMAOAO

He’s rlly proud of u two matching. With the glasses and anything in general. He’ll make you wear a jacket matching his, or the same shoes and he will stop people in the hall and be like “wait. Notice anything cool ab us today?? Cooler than normal??”

And when they don’t respond he boasts “that’s right!! Me and my other half r matching. Look at us and weep, losers.” He thinks u two look so good....... if ur enthusiastic ab wearing matching things too he is elated u have to pray that tomorrow he won’t show up w another “if lost return to Vin Jin” “I’m Vin Jin” pair of jackets or anything of the like bc it happens SO OFTEN

And on the topic of sharing when it’s cold he likes to share jackets and blankets w u. Ur desks r moved by eachother by vin jin himself and u two share one blanket over u and shiver bc he just likes it, sharing w u plus he’s slightly warmer. And yes if you guys had indivizual blankets you would be warmer, but u guys have to struggle together he doesn’t care what anyone says (yes even ur protests ur sharing that one blanket wether he has to wrap it around u himself and tear up the one u brought on ur own or what”

He is so blind in love that he cannot tell when u guys suck at stuff. Like if ur in the wrong he doesnt care ur RIGHT and he’s taking that to the grave. He can belittle u and call u out but if someone else says ur in the wrong it’s on sight

Will die protecting ur name even when ur the one who was genuinely wrong

He forces u to make a beat for him to rap to. He loves rapping and wants to enjoy it w u, so ur forcefed YouTube videos of how to beatbox so u can be his bgm and eventually u probably just start to enjoy it to

And u always start a beat and he starts busting out rhymes and it’s SO BAD. It doesn’t matter if ur good at beatboxing if vin Jin is on the track w u it’s gonna sound terrible he brings the quality down immensely but u two just cannot tell

Like after a two session ur like “omg... that was so good. We should go pro?” “Fuck yea we should we’re better than those posers” “we could rlly make it in the industry fr” no u absolutely could not

During the school festival, u sang with him and it was SO bad. Half the crowd is gonna have 2 be hospitalized but u two had FUN up on the stage

Like I said, he has absolute faith in u. All u do is right. If ur driving a car for the first time, he is going to be ur little hype man doesn’t matter if u suck. U hit a curb and he went “YES babe!! Ur killing it cant wait till u hit the road bby” Ur not allowed to touch a car for the next two years now bc he kept cheering u on when u we’re doing CLEARLY wrong things

On a plane u r looking for the bathroom like pensively and u see a handle and look back and r like “is this it???” And vin jin thinking u r all righteous will go “yea babe go for it” and u open it and u depressurizate the cabin immediately

Now both on like 5 no fly lists

He loves to do things with u, like I mentioned earlier, and things he wouldn’t do alone he’ll do w u. Like drawing alone?? Boring. Drawing w Y/N??!!! Who knows what could happen..... so much fun could ensue. Maybe he will draw u cutely. Maybe he will draw u so ugly u will be forced to engage in a fight.

He likes to play just dance w u and compete for the “greats/all star!” Little titles above, and it becomes like a Friday night ritual for u two to turn just dance on and just go at it. But sometimes he’ll get too intense and suddenly he’s actually fighting for the chance to beat u. Will trip u so u lose on purpose

He makes u listen to him sing and rap to u. And u try to leave and he hugs tightly and is like LISTEN IFS FOR U, DONT BE UNGRATEFUL and now u have to listen

He makes u a mixtape of songs he made himself and they are all considerably worse than “remember the times we had”. It’s uploaded on SoundCloud and all the comments r hate and u listen to it a lot bc u know he loves u sm he made u a mixtape ya ur gonna play that but everyone else hates it w a passion

Like the comments r like:

Daniel: well.... it’s definitely a song 😅 I’m glad you love (y/n) so much!

Duke: he’s not making it out the hood 😐

Zach: never let this man in a studio AGAIN

Mary: this should’ve stayed in the CD

(Y/N): love it! 😍

Zoe: kill your producer 💀

Mira: ...

He’s overprotective too

If someone looks at u for more than a second he’ll go “what?? U think she is hot, huh? I’ll kick ur ass fucking perv.... cmon babe let’s go”

Will throw his arm around u and streer u the opposite way of any potentially good looking ppl to keep ur eyes on him

Oh Daniel is coming?? What a coincidence u and vin Jin suddenly have to turn the corner to the other way of ur classroom for some reason

Eli is near?!!! Oh no u just got milk spilt in ur eye!! Oh no now he has to wipe ur eyes and u two have to leave the cafeteria whatever will he do

It’s not that he doesn’t have faith in u, he doesn’t have faith in other men. Like he thinks they r all competition, and doesn’t doubt ur loyalty rather doubts how good he can b for u

WILL beat someone up for u. If someone smokes while ur around suddenly his fists r swinging at them cuz even if u smoke or vape urself no one else can get that stuff in ur lungs but YOU or HIM!!

If ur crossing the street and a car almost hits u, it’s the cars fault and he’s kicking the license plate and cursing it out for almost touching u “stupid fucking piece of metal”

Is the type of boyfriend to call u when he knows ur in an Uber and be like “babe u got ur gun w u right?? Oh don’t forget ur BOMB and ur MACHETE!! Yeah just left the house I killed some ppl nbd haha anyways HRU what’s ur Uber driver like” so the driver of ur car won’t even think ab kidnapping u. He has got ur back even when u do not want it

He doesn’t want u to see his eyes, so he’ll tell you to look away so he can take his glasses off and look at u in full color in all ur glory but he never tells u WHY he’s telling u to look away u think it’s a weird thing of his, or he’s insecure ab his face which is partially true but really he’s taking his glasses off and just looking at u. Adoringly.....

He hates PDA. He loves PDA. Do u see his dilemma

Like he loves PDA but doesn’t want anyone seeing him vulnerable even u.... so he’ll hold ur hand and be like “EWWW WHAT R U DOING GET YR HAND OFF MINE”

If u take the lead THATS best bc he can blame it on u and it’s ur fault he HAS to lock fingers w u cuz u did it to him first and he has an excuse to touch u and v like u started this im just sending u ur own energy back 😤

The type to be just like blind, overwhelmed in love. Always thinks ab u, always wants to be w u, worries ab u a lot and frets over u without showing it.... he hates it and loves it to death. Despises it but wouldn’t give it up for anything in the world

Eats lunch w u in the cafeteria and if u sit w someone else u r the ultimate traitor and he will trash talk u to hide his hurt to Mary the entire lunchtime. Kinda possessive.... wants u to also only think about him

WOULDNT EVER fight u for real. Play fights occur VERY often, like pillow fights, tripping ur foot when u say a joke insulting him, grabbing ur collar but he would sooner die than lay a finger on u

Verbal fights happen a lot and if he ever like LOSES it he may lash out and almost hit u and follow thru. I don’t think he’d be able to catch himself that quickly, and if he ever did he’d regret it for the rest of his life. Literally until the day dies he will take it to his grave

He may not sputter out apologieswill just look at u incredulously and then at his hands because what had he done? What did he just do? To you???????? (Y/n))))?????? His (y/n)??? Light of his life?

Will apologize probably over text or through a note or call, and if u don’t respond he is consumed by regret and tries to find u instantly like runs back to ur place

If u forgive him he feels bad still, because does he deserve it? And he might just isolate himself for a bit bc he can’t face u and if it left a scar he is dead inside. It kills him, literally

I could go on w this but I’ll probably save it for another separate pair of hcs later 😭

If u guys ever break up he will fight for u again and won’t stop till ur back together like flowers in ur locker every day, chocolate give during lunch, etc. He wont ever give up hope that he can win u over again and be w u again. He would keep trying, when he wakes up his first thought is ur name in a cold panic bc he can’t rest easy till ur his again and he will try and show off and poorly serenade u and trash his price and be corny and cheesy to get u back

Will set up a performance w the school to let him rap w a mic during lunch for u and he’s saying bars like “(read in bad rapping voice w inconsistent beat) (y/n), love of my life, uh, without you I’d die, uh. Please won’t you take me back? Yuh, without you ima have a heart attack. (Wha!). (Y/n), love of my life, yeah, without you I’m in strife, yup! Please be mine again, (babe), I can never rest till then.”

If the embarrassment doesn’t make u take him back so he’ll pls stop, and when he stands up on the lunch tables to do a little performance doesn’t do it either, then the odd sincerity of his voice and pain in his look (even tho while rapping he sticks out his lower lip in a weird pout) definitely, hopefully will

U make everything worth it !! Truly the light of his life

I hope these were what u wanted, I just had fun w them and wrote stuff that came off the top of my head when I thought of VJ!! ❤️

[morgana-ren]

anon w a horrifed lesbian pining over my silco related thirst: i am also in love with viktor . and mel. and also mels mom. i have range. i both have wonderful taste and terrible taste in fictional characters and i think thats wonderful of me

i would like to sweetly romance viktor. take care of the guy, listen to his science.

…i would like to be silcos pet no thoughts head empty i sat through all the scenes of him threatening people subtly or not so subtly lile “haha 😳…goddamnit not again”

I dont even have daddy issues. i have no reason to look at the fucked up evil dilf of the series and going “yes i want that one”

Hear me out though, hear me out hear me out.

What if-- What if--

Viktor is in love with you, right? That sweet, tender romance, supporting him in his endeavors and sitting by his side throughout everything. It really is a pure, genuine love shared between sane and consenting adults, you know, like a normal person would have.

But obviously Piltover has something the Eye of Zaun has his eye on, right? Hextech. And what better way to get an in into Piltover's glorious new technology than exploiting the weakness of one of the major scientists behind it?

So Silco, mean man that he is, nabs ya--Or more specifically, has his goons nab you and plop you down right at his feet.

Now look, it's meant to be nothing but a job, but fuckin' uhhhh you're kind of gettin' in his head in more ways than just being an obnoxious little captive. No bueno for the Underking, but hey. It happens. He's old enough to be a mature, responsible man and handle it like an adult and separate business and pleasure and not have inappropriate thoughts about his victim.

Right?

Nah. Before long, he's glaring down at those dumb, terrified little doe eyes you make and wondering what your insides feel like in a non-violent way.

Meanwhile, Viktor is doing everything in his damned power to get you back from the Undercity, fretting over how scared you must be and what dreadful things you've gone through all because of him. Jayce, as always, is no help because eugh, Undercity, and the council is less interested in his little apprentice than they are him, and frankly, it's probably better that he not have any distractions. A win-win, really.

Silco, on the other hand, is working on establishing a lovely Stockholm Syndrome relationship with you, hand slipping higher and higher up your knee every time he assures you that he's not going to let anyone down here hurt you; the chains are just there for your protection; he's just doing what's best for his people and you can't really fault him for that, can you? Not that you could understand the plight of the people down here. You're from up there after all.

He's cunning, he's ambitious, and he's... sorta handsome, actually.

Could he really be all that bad?

But Viktor... But Viktor?