#couldn’t really decide my fav uniform

[coconut530]

Obscutober III / Cocotober 2022 / 31 Days of Nevermore Day 9: Numinous & Cleanse & Uniform

[graciegoeskrazy]

heyyy I can’t stop thinking about matty’s daughter’s first day at school, like getting ready with her uniform, all cutie, then confused because wtf is doing George at 7:30 am at the breakfast table, getting a photoshoot at the stairs and then at the front door, matty getting emo, idk it seems so damn cute for me

Remember when the boys (or at least Matty and George) were all living together?? Mhm. That’s right. This day is a FAMILY AFFAIR.

It’s just that your father didn’t expect you to grow up the fast, and DEFINITELY didn’t expect to be this emotional sending his only baby off to preschool.

You were excited and ready for kindergarten - new backpack and uniform all laid out the night before. Meanwhile, your father was a WRECK. He tried his best to keep his emotions in, especially for your sake. However it was evident that everyone in the home was feeling the same way, your father was just hiding it the best.

George is sat around the table in the morning with a coffee and some bland cereal he stole from the cupboard. Matty silently laughs at him while walking in - still half asleep himself.

“Couldn’t sleep.”

“Why?”

“Because my baby is going to big girl school and is gonna be gone for the entire day.”

“First off, she’s not just your baby-“

“I’ve helped raise her.”

“Second, she's not going to be locked in a tower for Christ's sake, she going to PRESCHOOL. She’ll be gone for like 5 hours.”

George just continues groaning. “I can’t deal with this.”

“Just wait till she gets to high school.”

Matty eventually decides it’s time to get you out of bed and start getting ready. He walks into your room and his heart MELTS at your state. Cuddled up with all of the stuffed animals possible. You really are the sweetest thing he’s ever layed his eyes on.

I feel like he’s the type of dad to just hype you up whenever you need it. Like he’ll be doing your hair (and he’s good at it like pinterest mom level type shit hairdo’s) and he’ll be like…

Who’s gonna have a good day? Y/N!!!!

Who’s gonna make the most friends? YOU ARE!

Are we gonna do awesome in school for the next 12 years???? HELL YEAH!

like i just get the vibe.

anywhoooo. soon enough your walking down the stairs, backpack in hand, hair back with two pigtails, ready to take on whatever the day may bring and ready to show your fav uncles your outfit.

You end at the bottom of the stairs with a “Tadaaaa!” and they all turn and smile at the cute little girl in front of them.

They all are groaning wrecks by the time you and your dad walk out to the car.

And Matty can’t help the little tear that falls when you walk into the classroom, leaving him nothing but a little wave.

[ramblingoak]

Please

~ 140 Shades of Terzo ~

~ There was a list of 140 smut prompts and I decided to write a drabble/ficlet for each featuring our dear Papa Emeritus III, Terzo ~

Terzo x Omega

Warnings: size kink, lil bit of breeding kink, smut, nsfw 18+ only mdni

Prompt #57: "We're in public you know"

Omega liked how small the mouthy little anti-pope was.

Even with that stupid hat on his head he still only barely reached his shoulders so Omega always tried to stand up a little straighter when Terzo was around.  Sometimes he’d flex his muscles if he noticed his eyes on him.  Just a simple twitch in his arm or chest, but it was always enough to make the man forget what he was saying or trip over his own feet.  Alpha found the whole thing revolting but Omega had stopped giving a fuck what Alpha thought hundreds of years ago.

“Really?  Right in front of my salad?”  Omega had just finished a particularly unnecessary stretch, raising his arms far above his head. The fabric of his uniform stretched tight around the muscles in his arms.  He smirked when he saw Terzo choke on his drink across the room and then looked back at Alpha.

“What?”  

“We’re in public you know.”

“Yeah, and?”  Omega’s eyes were already drifting back across the room and he caught Terzo’s gaze.  With the paint on his face Omega couldn’t tell if he was blushing or not, but he saw him kick his feet under the table a few times.

“So maybe stop eye-fucking our boss where everyone can see.”  

“Good idea,”  He stood up and walked around so he could slap Alpha on the shoulder, taking a moment to enjoy the pained sound his friend made.  “Enjoy your salad.”

Terzo straightened when he saw Omega heading his way, a bright smile appearing on his face when the ghoul stopped by his table.

“Papa, would you like to get some more practice in for the unplugged shows?”

“Si, good idea.”  Terzo slammed his knee into the table in his haste to get up and Omega had to bite his lip to keep from laughing.  He’d never get tired of how eager Terzo was to be with him.

“Practice, eh?  Is that what they’re calling it these days?”  Secondo’s comment made Terzo hiss at his brother, but Omega just grabbed his elbow and quickly led him out of the cafeteria.  

Omega was eager as well, taking long strides down the halls to get to Terzo’s room.  The smaller man had to walk quickly to keep up, but he didn’t complain.  They both wanted to get somewhere private.  Normally Omega wouldn’t be walking so fast, but he had been wanting to get him back into their bed since before they had even left it this morning.  He didn’t think he’d ever stop wanting this man.

As soon as they got behind the door Omega started manhandling Terzo towards the bedroom.  

Terzo reached up and pulled off his mask, beaming up at him when the glamour magic faded.  Omega’s dark horns curved up and white his white hair tumbled down almost to his shoulders.  Both were things Terzo would use to hold onto while they fucked.  Although sometimes Terzo’s hands drifted to them while he slept too.

Lucifer, Omega loved him so much.

“Clothes off, Papa.”

When Terzo tried to make a show of slowly working on the buttons of his shirt, Omega growled and gripped the collar in his hands, easily ripping it apart.  Terzo kicked his shoes off and started working on his pants while Omega got his uniform off.  As soon as it was on the ground he stepped forward, shoving Terzo’s ruined shirt and his jacket off.  Having his naked chest in front of him was too tempting so he leaned down to start licking and biting at his nipples.  Terzo gasped and stumbled trying to step out of his pants.

“Ah, ah!  Per fav–favore, Omega.”  

Terzo reached up and clung to Omega’s horns to stay upright.  Omega growled and wrapped his arms around the man’s waist, carrying him straight to the bed and dropping him onto it.  Terzo looked beautiful spread out on it for him, his chest already blooming with marks from fangs.  He was looking hungrily at Omega’s cock, spreading his legs as he reached over for the lube on the nightstand and tossing it Omega’s way.

He took his time prepping Terzo, he always did.  No matter how desperate either of them were, Omega never wanted to hurt him that way.  He wanted Terzo’s body to be ready and open for him.  Terzo threw his head back when Omega added another finger, thrusting in and out while he stretched him.  When he brushed against his prostate Terzo cried out and Omega smiled, knowing that he was ready for him.

There was no keeping him quiet when Omega started working his cock inside of him.  Omega enjoyed the noise, he reveled in it.  He loved hearing his Papa cry out his name.  Loved the stilted Italian words that spilled out of his mouth.  Omega flung his head back and growled, gripping Terzo’s waist tighter as he started fucking him harder.  When his whimpering got louder Omega smoothed his thumbs over the thin skin covering Terzo’s hip bones.

“What do you need, little one?”

“More, please.”

“I can do that Papa. Are you ready?”

Terzo bit his lip and shyly looked up at Omega, a slight nod was all he got but it was enough.  He pulled out, a slow drag of his heavy cock and then slammed back in. The sound of his flesh hitting Terzo’s echoing in the room. He did it again and again, as hard as he dared. Omega lifted Terzo’s hips off the bed a bit, grinning when Terzo wailed as his cock dragged against his prostate.

“That’s it, take it. Take me, all of me.”  Omega couldn’t help but lean down and nip at his stomach, smiling when Terzo moaned. “I’m gonna fill you up Papa, you’re going to be leaking me for days.”

“Oh fuck. Please please please.”

“The other ghouls will smell me on you. They’ll know.”  Omega had to cut himself off there, the pleasure getting too intense for words. He groaned then, a guttural, ancient sound when he saw Terzo’s stomach bulge at the force of his thrusts.  “They’re going to know I bred you.”

Terzo gasped and spasmed, rope after rope of cum shooting out of him and spreading across his chest. Omega lifted him up again and ran his forked tongue over the mess, sucking it all greedily into his mouth.  His own orgasm tore through him then and he growled as his cock kicked inside of the man beneath him, filling him with his release.

He slowly slid his clawed hands from his hips, chuckling when Terzo whined at the loss. He made even more noises when he pulled out, his entrance gaping without Omega’s cock there anymore. Omega watched as some of his seed trickled out, dripping onto the sheets.  He traced a clawed finger around Terzo’s puffy rim, cooing down at the man when he hissed at the contact. 

“We’ll use a-a plug next time, si?”

The thought of filling Terzo up over and over again made Omega growl low in his chest.  Knowing that Papa Emeritus III would be walking around all day full of his seed…well. He looked down at the man and gave him a feral grin.

Something to plan on for tomorrow.

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[mushybar]

rhis is more like a comment but holy smokes i was NOT expecting wandering on my dash and seeing such immaculate, thought out character designs of such a cool-sounding au HELLO WHAT

im actually devouring ur art rn this is so nice im so excited

also im just gonna throw an ask here but whats ur thought process for each food that corresponds 2 them? was there like any correlation to personalities or character type connecting to their food? :3

ok byebye !!! i love what u do RAAAH SCREAMS IN UR FACE /pos

CAMP CAMP: SUGAR RUSH — DESIGN CHOICES

THIS IS THE NICEST THING ANYONE HAS EVER SAID ABOUT MY AU OMGHDBDNJDJNDN TYYYYY!!!

as for the racers’ designs, sometimes i just picked out random confectionery that i liked and thought would suit their personality/colour palette. below is my reasoning for each racers designs!:

LEMONAX SYRAZZ (blue raspberry lemonade) = i was trying to think of blue candy cos of his hoodie and blue just suits him overall but i couldn’t think of anything at all UNTIL i decided to implement drinks into the mix, also i LOVE BLUE RASPBERRY

NERLIO WHITZ (nerds candy) = it’s cos he’s a nerd 🤓 ALSO A FRIEND OF MINE POINTED OUT THAT HE REPRESENTS THE BI FLAG/COLOURS so it is now canon that nerlio is bi!!!

SKITTOLETTE GLEES (skittles) = i actually don’t remember why i chose skittles but skittolette’s uniform my fav design so i’m not complaining

TARROMEL VON SCHTICK (caramel toffee) = i was looking for a candy similar to his original palette (cos i reckon brown/yellow suits him so well) and i wanted one of the racers to have a power up/the ability to make racers stuck (or whateva) so i was stuck (pun intended) between caramel and toffee… buuuut then i figured i could combine both

SORRIBET DRAGONA (dragon fruit sorbet) = of course nerris had to represent some sort of fantasy/magical food, so i rushed to google and searched up “fantasy desserts” or something like that LMAO

STICKER-POP GUMERRA (bubblegum) = bubblegum is for cool kids. ered is cool. case closed.

GÜMDROPH DAS KONFEKT (gummy bears) = how could i NOT give dolph gummy bears?? gummy bears and dolph both share that adorable demeanour, for the colour choice idk why i chose blue it just looks nice ALSO I LOVE THE UGG BOOTS AND FLUFFY HAT he’s just so darn cute

SLUSH KID (slurpees and starbursts) = before i even created concept art for any of the racers i knew i wanted a slurpee design!! i was gonna give the slurpee design to harrison at first, but liked the caramel toffee idea more, so i gave it to space kid instead. i ALSO wanted to include a reference to space in some sorta way, so i crammed in elements of “starbursts” (kind of not really i just added stars to his jumpsuit and said that iT rEpReSeNtS sTaRbUrStS)

JESTERN RANCHELLO (peach jolly ranchers) = preston’s design was the hardest to think of, it was either jolly ranchers or melody pops :/ i picked peach jolly ranchers because of the design and colour palette AND i gave him an 80s look (he also has a moped!!)

JURF GOBBINGTON (jawbreakers) = i feel like this one is pretty self explanatory

FIRECRACKER (pop rocks) = also self explanatory (rip jasper), but for his actual design i wanted to include his la gear light up shoes and a 90s vibe to the uniform, hence the glitch marks and neon stars. i also added the headset for shits and giggles LOL

hopefully that answers your question, thank you for checking out my AU!! <333

[misselko]

As far as we know, Dimitri is struggling so much with his depression and past traumas that made him lost his ability to sense foods (this condition do really exist and called ageusia). But Dimitri's case isn't that severe. In Flayn's A+ support with him, Dimitri did said that her cookings was so sweet that it made his tongue go numb. His taste bud ability just diminished greatly (not entirely gone). I want to give my fav boi a little bit happiness and let him overcome it bit by bit by relieving his PTSD a bit.

It's been 3 years since the last time I draw anything. And yes, being not good with digital drawing... I drew it manually with drawing pen and coloring pencils. Please pardon my drawing 🥲

Warnings: Fluffs!

Words: 11.433

FARAWAY PROMISE

Who would know that Lindhart and Professor’s magic experiment would end up in disaster? The sleepyhead just moved into Blue Lions last week after Professor agreed to help him with his Reason and Faith magic combination experiment. Being a good House Leader, Dimitri volunteered himself to be their guinea pig and caught into this madness.

He woke up feeling limp and awful. Looking around taking in his surroundings, Dimitri realized where he was; he’s not in the Blue Lions classroom but in a well-kept and vibrant garden near his Royal Chamber in Fhirdiad Castle. But this one has way much more flowers compared to how it usually had.

A  small beautiful girl come and tug his cape softly. Her hair and eyes the same colour as Dimitri’s. How old is she? Three? Four?

“Who are you? Have we ever met before, Mister? You looks familiar.”

“My name is Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd.” He bowed politely to her in polite manner.

“...Papa?? But my Papa is way much older than you, Mister!” She hold Dimitri’s hand in her small one and looking at Dimitri with her curious doe eyes.

“Papa?! But I am not...!!”

Just as he was bewildered, Dimitri could hear light footsteps coming towards them. “What are you doing in the garden, my little princess? The maids said that you are here so Mama, Rodrigue, and Glenn come to find y- ah….” She trailed off, looking at the pair, stunned to see the younger Dimitri in Officer’s Academy uniform.

“(Y/N)?!”

“Dimitri? But...? Did you get younger? How come?”

He couldn’t believe his eyes. It was you. An older version of (Y/N), who looked absolutely stunning and radiant. But there are twin boys (that’s a few years older than the little girl) that cling to you protectively on your sides, glaring daggers at him. One of them had the same hair colour as his, and your (E/C). And the other has your (H/C) and cerulean blue eyes.

“Stay away from Mama and my little sister!” The boy with your (H/C) punch Dimitri’s leg and trying to push him away from his little sister.

“Go away!” said the other boy with blonde hair with scary, upset cute pout. He looks like a mini feral Dimitri to be.

“Rodrigue, Glenn. Don’t be disrespectful to your Father.” You admonished them gently, much to their bewilderment.

Familiar heavy, quick footsteps along coming behind you in haste.

“What happened, my beloved? Me and Lambert heard the commotion and decided to stop our training. Are you and Lydia safe? How’s the baby? Oh-- ?!”

Dimitri is utterly shocked now. Three boys and a little girl. Not to mention this is an older version of you and... there’s no mistaking it. An older version of himself in dashing blue and white armor adorned with huge fur cloak and eyepatch on his right eye. Taller and more muscular. All of them stand in front of him now. Now that he look closely, there’s paired rings on your hands. How on earth....?

It dawned on him eventually. His future self is married to you!! The girl that he held deep feelings secretly for very long that always made his heart skip a beat or two. But... how come? He feels so undeserving of you. You’re someone so bright, lovely, and amazing. He doesn’t deserve you and it’s something that he often cruelly reminds himself. But... If there’s a glimpse of hope that you reciprocate his love.... and get married eventually... can he keep his hopes up? And if his hunch is correct, then these children are...

The prince shakes his head, trying to get a hold of himself and put himself back together from this revelation. To see that his future self was married to you made his heart pound erratically. Not to mention these cute children... Lambert (that 100% looks like him when he was younger), twin angy Rodrigue and Glenn, and... and... this little angelic princess that keep on holding his hand... Lydia?

“Lambert, please take your younger siblings to eat some desserts. We will join you later.” Older Dimitri pats his eldest son’s head tenderly. He send a maid to help them. Much to his reluctance, kind Lambert ushered his upset little brothers and confused sister to the dining room and said his goodbye politely.

“Ah! Please wait, Mister! I made this flower crown for Papa but you two shared the very same name. So... this is for you!” Little Lydia run to Dimitri’s side and tug his cape softly as she present the beautiful wreath. She smiles so brightly that it almost blind Dimitri’s eyes when the prince kneels down to let her put the crown on his head. “See you later, Mister.” That moment, he knew that he her slave for all eternity. Her daughter will be the death of him in the future.

She smiled at him and he realized at that moment he would be

Older Dimitri shot him a menacing glare that is full of jealousy and atrocity. “Even if we are the same, you should stop staring at MY beloved and little angel that way. That flower crown is supposed to be MINE.”

A small laugh managed to escape your lips at older Dimitri’s adorable mixed expression, comparing it to younger Dimitri’s flustered one. He covered his burning deep crimson face in his hands as his eyes slowly looked down at the prominent baby bump on your stomach. “Six months along, almost seven. We are overjoyed over our fifth child that will be born this Summer. This child is so desired and so loved, whatever happens will be the best thing for us,” you said with sweet smile before resting your hands on your stomach lovingly as older Dimitri wrap his arms on your shoulder.

“Follow me, we shall discuss this matter over a cup of tea in our chamber.” Older Dimitri smiled and held his arm out for you to take. “Come now, my beloved.” You nodded happily and took his arm. The prince let out a sigh and followed you and your husband, having no other choice.

Everything still looks the same in the Royal Chamber. You brew some chamomile tea as Dimitri watching over a large painting of older version of him, (Y/N), and the children on the wall. Younger Dimitri feel a warmth inside his chest, seeing his own beautiful future laid bare in front of him. He tried to walk around the room and smiled when he found some children toys and stuffed lions on the floor and chairs.

You pour the tea for tea for everyone as the maid fetch a tray of a cheesecake and sweets.

“If you don’t mind me asking, are you really... the future version of me? Then how… you two… got married and.. have those children...?” He asked, his cheeks redden as he looked at the older him and (Y/N). They look like in their early 30s and love each other deeply. He wondered when they got together and... how...

“Yes, we are indeed the very same person. And.. yes, those kids... are our most precious treasures. Lambert, Rodrigue and Glenn, and my dearest little Lydia. Isn’t it our dream to have a big family? To able to fulfil it with (Y/N), the love of my life, my beloved.....” He looks at you with eyes full of adoration and sincere love.

Dimitri is really touched by all of this newfound information. He never imagined himself having a beautiful future with the one he loved dearly – you, and having a wonderful family of his own. It all felt like some foreign, faraway promise and yet here he was, witnessing everything that was to come.

“Dimitri please try these cookies and cheesecake. Our daughter helped me to bake them.”

“But I can’t...”

“I knew. Just... try it. Here, open your mouth and say ‘Aaah’” You put a spoonful cheesecake to feed him, much to Dimitri’s embarrassment. You swear you can hear older Dimitri snapped his spoon when he saw you two but you just can’t help to pamper his younger self (especially with his past traumas).

“How... how come?! This... this is very tasty. It’s... been forever since the last time I can... taste something.... And the chamomile tea that you brew.... Even these lion cookies...”

“I put some light Faith magic in it. And.. am very glad to know that you really enjoy this, Dimitri.” You smile kindly when you saw the young prince touched deeply by the foods and even shed a little tear over them.

“Lydia always very fond of lions and even it turned to be a little burnt out most of the time, these cookies is my favourite snacks. She always said ‘Papa is Lydia’s big big big, lovely lion! I love Papa the MOST!!!” said older Dimitri, smiling so big it almost reaches his ears. How embarrassing. Your daughter sure had him wrapped around her little fingers.

Being the very same person, older Dimitri really understand what his younger self is thinking. Grinning down at the prince, he wanted to tease him as well.

“And.... Please allow me to let you in on one more secret. We know that she has a really nice voice, but you should hear her in bed. (Y/N) is a Goddess. She is divine and heavenly in the heat of a passion. That’s HOW we have these precious chil— Oomph!” You smacked the king’s head forcefully; the poor prince sputtered his tea and almost faint from heavy nosebleed. “But that’s the truth, my belov—mmmrrghh!!!”

“OKAY THAT’S ENOUGH!” You shriek and cover your face as you put your other hand over Dimitri’s lips. You did NOT expect him to say something like that.

The Blue Lions class leader gulped down the rest of his tea forcefully to prevent his imaginations from wandering obscenely as he dab his nosebleed politely.

“Sorry,” said Dimitri as the his face flushed crimson red. “But... You two sure love each other and look very happy together, both as parents and spouse. I... really look forward to the day when I find myself in your own shoes.” Dimitri smiled and clean his mouth as he looked over to the older version of himself bashfully.

“Yes. I love you with all of my heart, Dimitri. Both you in your Officers Academy days and my King Dimitri. There may be times when you feel sad and lonely but please don’t let your feelings bottled up. I have and will always stay by your side, even when you don’t want me to.” You smiled kindly as you take his hands on yours.

“It will be a long, bloody arduous path full of misery, regrets, and struggles. But... together with (Y/N), we will be able to overcome it.” Much to his annoyance (because you hold another man’s hand—even it was himself, duh) older Dimitri take his younger self’s other hand and grip it tightly. “As much as we are enjoying your company, you should go back to your own time. Please take care of (Y/N), your future wife to be, at all times. Ahem, no, MY beloved. And our children, when the time comes.”

You laugh at your husband’s childish behaviour against his own younger self.

“I swear to do my best to keep them safe. Lambert, Rodrigue, Glenn, Lydia, our soon-to-be the fifth child. And you, (Y/N). Thank you for everything, I’ll cherish these moments.”

“Now... Wake up from this dream. You have to go back to your time now. I have been waiting beside you...” You smiled gently at him.

Dimitri nodded as he wave his goodbye to both of you. Nice warmth engulfed him as he feel more light headed.

“Ugh... my head.... (Y/N)... Lydia... ”

Dimitri woke up with a pounding, heavy dizziness in his head. Everything is hazy but he was surprised when he found some lion cookies on his hand. It was real. He smile softly but got startled when he feel nice warmth on his other hand.

“Mmmmh... Dimitri... are you awake?”

“(Y/N)?! How’s the baby? And where is Lydia? I want to tell our daughter that she made the best cookie in the world and am very proud of her!!”

“Dima? You okay?” Your soft voice breaks into the fog within his mind. Dimitri’s dizziness died off when he saw you in your Officers Academy uniform. Young (Y/N) and... he just blabbered those crazy things to his secret crush in his dreamlike stupor!!!

You inquisitively tilt your head at the blonde as he tried to sit up. The Blue Lions House Leader clears his throat, throwing together some jumbled words that you can barely make out. His cheeks resemble that of tomatoes and you swear that you can see steam coming from his face from how hot his face has become. Goddess Sothis please just kill him already.

“Lindhart’s magic failure blew our classroom’s wall so practically we have became a joint class with the Golden Deer. You were caught in the debris and got unconscious, Dimitri.  Professor Manuela said you were okay and mostly unscathed, just a little bit feverish. Professor asked me to bring you to  your quarter. I was watching over you but... got fell asleep instead. Sorry.” You apologize and brought your forehead to his, gently pressing down. “The fever is gone. Good then!”

“I know you might be hungry so I brought a Cheesy Verona Stew. Sylvain said you must be weak and famished that I need to help to feed you by myself, Dima. Here, say ‘Aaaahh’”

“No need to, (Y/N). I can eat by myself.” But the prince’s conviction falters when he saw you looks like a sad kicked puppy. “Uh.. Okay then, if you insist..... Aaah.” The dinner went away in a comforting silence between you two as (Y/N) help Dimitri to eat.

“Th-thank you very much, (Y/N). I feel much better now. It’s nice to... indulge in your kindness. Having your company is... nice.” The way he stutters and averts his eyes away from your gaze is rather cute. It seems that all of those manners and etiquette he learned flew themselves out of the window, and he’s left as such a mess.

“You’re welcome, Dima. It’s my pleasure. I really enjoy it and... might get used to it as well.”

“(Y/N).... Maybe, if y-you have the time, you can eat together with me again tomorrow? With me a-alone, I mean. And the day after tomorrow.. and... and....” his voice quivered as he trailed off and stammered with a really red face.

“Of course! It would be my pleasure.” You smiled brightly and hug him softly. “See you tomorrow in the classroom, Dimitri.”

As fast as you left his room, Dimitri fell off to his knee in disbelief and grasp the cookies softly. He was on cloud nine by the fact that you had accepted his feelings. You made things feel better, and though it would be a long time until he could call himself whole again, if he ever even could... You provided him a reprieve from finding his broken pieces. Both in his present and future.

[thediamondgirl17]

Rin Okumura x Reader: First Bell

Wow...I have not seen any Blue Exorcist content in a while! But I have to admit I am a big fan of Rin Okumura! He is definitely on the list of some of my top fav anime characters! 

Considering I am a not so popular writer, I decided to write for a not so popular anime! (I don’t know how it isn’t popular, I freaking love this show!) 

Anyways-! Onto the story! As always if you would like a Part 2 to this I will gladly write one! And constructive feedback is always welcome! 

Warnings: PG-13 (Spoilers!: This story will be taking place right after Season 1 of the anime! Nothing beyond that point will be talked about however!)

        You remember it like it was yesterday. Rumors of the gates of Gehenna opening, with True Cross Academy being in the center of all of it. Nobody believed the rumors. Why should they? It had been years since Satan had crawled out of the gates of hell and rampaged through Assiah. You had your doubts however. Everyone knew about the son of Satan, how he wanted to become an exorcist. And then...the gates opened. There was panic everywhere, doors to True Cross Academy opened, mirrors were placed to deflect light through the darkness. And then...Your school was destroyed. 

    Opening the doors and letting in sunlight through mirrors was a great idea and it had saved many lives in the short amount of time that it had been planned. However, nobody had expected demons to lurk in the shadows behind the mirrors. Nobody had expected large demons to find their way through your school and tear it down whilst having sunlight beat down on them, destroying them as well in the process. What in the name of Assiah did they do it for? Nobody knows. However now you had to start somewhere else for Exorcist training.  Everyone in your school then was moved to different schools that offered the same program so you could continue your studies. And of course...Having your luck, you landed at True Cross Academy. 

    Most everyone who was in your course back at your original school was spread around so that one school wouldn’t be mobbed with exorcists in training. Not that you were complaining about getting into one of the most prestigious schools in the country, it was just the student body that worried you. To say you were scared of the twins of Satan would be a lie, but it wasn’t like you were jumping out of your skin to go meet them either. 

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    The first bell had rung of your first class of the day. Demon pharmaceuticals. You gently held your backpack straps and bit your lower lip. You stepped forward and gently pushed open the large door in front of you. It was heavy, but years of training and working out to make yourself stronger helped out a bit with your struggle. You stepped inside and looked around the classroom. There weren’t a lot of people there, which pissed you off considering you had to leave a lot of friends behind to come here. Your eyes travelled to a boy holding a poppet. A girl with purple pig-tails. A boy with pink hair. There was a boy with a blonde Mohawk. One with a shaved head and glasses. A girl with blonde hair. And finally the two who have had your curious since you entered the school. 

    One stood in front of the class wearing the official exorcist uniform. His ears were pointed, and if you looked close enough you could see fangs poking out of his mouth. Your eyes however lingered on the tail that poked out from underneath his official jacket. His hair was black and he had two beauty marks directly under his eyes. 

    “Sorry I’m late!-” A voice called as another demon boy jumped through the threshold of the door. “Holy shit, who are you?!” He asked with wide eyes. Almost like he couldn’t stop the words from spilling out of his mouth. He had the same demonic feats as his brother but his hair was blue and he looked roughed up. Your cheeks involuntarily heated up at the comment. 

    “Rin! Don’t be rude!” The other demonic twin said and wacked his brother on the back of the head gently with his hand. “Everyone take your seats and I will explain everything.” 

    “I-...I’m sorry are you my teacher?” You asked softly and a bit confused. He offered a kind and sweet smile. 

    “Yes I am...Now take a seat anywhere you see fit and I will begin todays class.” He said and went back behind the counter in the front of the room. You nodded slowly and sat down in the far back corner as to not be disturbed. You had known there would be two of them...You did not expect one of them to be your teacher. 

    “As you all are quite aware, we have a new student today. Miss (L/n) please come up and introduce yourself.” He said, and the moment he stopped talking all eyes were on you. Especially a pair of demonic ones. Slowly you got up and walked to the front of the class. You stood next to Mr. Okumura and started talking. 

    “My name is (F/n) (L/n) I was transferred here after a demon escaped from Gehenna and trampled my school while supplying light here through mirrors.” You started, but soon got cut off. 

    “What?! No way! Not one demon from that portal made it’s way through those thresholds!” The boy with the blonde strip shouted as he stood up. 

    “Bon! Lower your voice!” Yuiko scolded him. 

    “I assure you it did-” You started. 

    “Are you sure it wasn’t someone’s familiar?”

    “No.” 

    “How do you know?!” He said getting defensive.  

    “Bon!” Yukio shouted. “That’s enough just let her talk...Please continue...What kind of exorcist are you training to be?” 

    “I want to be a tamer...Well I am a tamer...But I have been studying being a Knight on the side.” You replied softly 

    “And why did you want to become an exorcist?” He asked. You went utterly silent. What would they think if you told them why you were really here? Would they think you were crazy? Probably. A dream to live in peace with demons was not a dream that people take kindly in this field, and you knew that better than anyone in the room. “If you don’t want to tell us you don’t have to...,” He said placing a hand on your shoulder. You glared at his hand and he suddenly pulled it off. 

    “...Your so warm...,” You said softly. “Nothing like the other half demons...,” You said softly. 

    “Well what did you expect?” The girl with the purple hair said sarcastically. “They ARE the sons of Satan...and by the way your reason to become an exorcist doesn’t matter to us...There are two people sitting in this room who want to kill Satan.” 

    “Kill Satan?!” You asked shocked. “That’s suicide...,” 

    “Is not!” The other demonic twin stood up. “I can totally do it!” 

    “I’m going to be sobering honest with you Okumura.” You said and looked straight at him. “Your still half human. You will die.” You said plainly. “Half-demons are mortals...,” 

    “So what?! If I’m so crazy then why are you here hmm?” He questioned. Now the whole room was staring right at you. Your cheeks heated up from the sudden attention. 

    “If I tell you....You can’t laugh...,” You said softly. 

    “Nobody will laugh at you.” Yukio reassured you. 

    “I-...I believe with enough hard work...And studying...We could...Live in peace with beings from Gehenna...And I know it sounds crazy-!” You said. 

    “That’s a great goal!” Rin said shooting up from his seat with a sloppy grin. And there was a moment of silence in the room. A moment you took to mark this in your memory. He was the first one to not laugh, or judge, or try to convince you that your dream was not in reach. 

    “...So is yours...,” You replied softly before sitting back down at your desk. 

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    The next day was your first day doing academic classes at your new school. Currently the first bell for lunch had rung and you went to get food. You stood silently in awe as you noticed there was nothing left for students on a budget. You groaned softly and your shoulders slumped. 

    “Hey!” You heard someone say behind you. “You hungry?” You turned only to find Rin behind you holding a bento in his hands. His hair covered his ears and his teeth were still fanged like, but normal enough to be considered normal. And his tail was tucked away somewhere, but it wasn’t exactly like you were looking for it. 

    “Yeah...Actually...I didn’t get to eat breakfast today either...I’m like the last person to show up every day...,” You chuckled softly. 

    “Wanna split my lunch?” He offered. You did a little double take. 

    “You would...Do that?” 

    “Hell yeah! What are friends for?” He asked and motioned for you to follow behind him. “Follow me!” He called. And soon the two of you were off. After a little while of walking and trying to find a good spot for lunch, you both settled on a patch of grass. “Here...I have an extra pair of chopsticks.” He said and handed them to you. 

    “Thanks...,” You said softly and took a bite from his lunch. “Wow!” You said with your eyes lighting up. “This tastes amazing!” Rin felt his cheeks heat up and he bashfully looked down. 

    “Oh stop!” He said gently waving his hand back and forth, then reaching down and taking a bite from his lunch. “Sho...Do you rweally fink shat we can live wif demons...,” He said with his mouth filled. You couldn’t help but giggle a bit at it. 

    “What?” You asked with a slightly tilted head. 

    “Do you really think we can live with demons...Ya’know...In peace?” He asked looking up at you. You paused for a moment and hummed. 

    “I don’t see why not...,” You trailed off.

    “Where did you even get that idea in the first place? I mean- not to be rude...But I don’t think you just woke up one day thinking that humans and demons should live in peace...,” You hummed softly at his question and thought about it. 

    “Well...Way back when I was a little girl...I got attacked by a demon, it latched on to me and slowly was draining my life away...I was only 7 years old at the time.” You sighed and smiled. “But then...An exorcist came and she banished the demon back to where it came from.” 

    “Why didn’t she just kill it?” He asked sipping on his water from his plastic bottle. 

    “It was against her belief...I hold some of those beliefs.” 

    “What were they?”

    “She believed that all life was a precious gift...I believe that too, however I also believe that sometimes things need to die to keep balance...Like how predators kill their prey to survive. I believe the same for demons, that they shouldn’t die unless it’s life on the line.” You blushed. “Sorry I’m rambling.” 

    “No no! I totally get it! That’s a very interesting kind of thinking...but I like it!” He smiled a wide toothy grin. You blinked and felt your heart pound in your chest. 

    “Everyone calls me crazy...When I tell them that...,” You said softly and pushed some hair behind your ear. 

    “People say that about me when I talk about killing Satan...So I guess we’re in the same boat!” He raised his hand to give you a high five. You smiled and gently clapped your hand against his. 

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    After that, your relationship with Rin got much better. You sat next to him in classes, ate lunch with him, did your homework with him, and he even let you come over to his dorm and meet Ukokbach. All in all, you enjoyed spending time with Rin, and he enjoyed spending time with you. And slowly over the course of about three months, you both began to develop feelings for one another, feelings a bit deeper than friendship. 

    It was just before Yukio’s class when it happened. You were just walking down the long winding hallway with huge doors, when you saw something behind you glow. It was Rin, a bit of blue fire gently licked at the top of his head, and the tip of his tail. His cheeks were a soft pink and his walk looked uncomfortable. 

    “Rin...,” You said softly. “You okay..?-”

    “Your really hot and pretty and I wanna go out with you cuz your really cool and I feel like we would make a good couple so whaddya’ say?” He said really quickly. It took a moment for your mind to process everything that he had just said to you. You gulped softly and smiled, leaning forward and placing a soft kiss on his cheek. 

    “Let’s start with dinner Okumura...,” You said softly, then you heard the first bell ring and smiled. “We’re gonna be late.” You sang before heading into the classroom. However, Rin stood frozen, with red cheeks. A wild large flame surrounded his body as he celebrated in the hallway. 

    “Yes! She likes me back! Oh shit I gotta make something good for dinner!” He cried happily, completely unaware...

    ...that you could hear him through the door. 

[thefandomidiot]

The Psionic

Prologue 

Honestly I'm just randomly making this due to the coming season and to keep me sane through my finals by typing something that isn't related to my classes.

Here goes nothing. Please excuse update waits and any misspelling. I wanted to try something different from what I read. I'm going to make the main character and Five be 17 in this.

Hope you enjoy!

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January 31, 2002

Was the day of an odd phenomenon that of what occurred back on October 1, 1989. The day in which number 8 was added into the Umbrella Academy, the day that number 8 would be known as 'the psionic'. 

Thus it would be the same that she would remember as the year that her adopted brother Five disappeared. Pushing through the years, number 8 was given her name (Y/n) and somewhat of a strained relationship with her siblings due to their age gap. 

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March 20, 2019

(Y/n)

I aimlessly scrolled through my phone to kill the time while I waited for a response back from a potential buyer. Starting this little side gig of anonymously selling artwork just for extra cash has been chaotic yet fun. It mostly started as art therapy for me until I decided to share pieces online which gained a decent following and buyers. These pieces were originally supposed to distract me from dreams; or should I rather say foresights I have at random moments of honesty horrific events that will happen to literally anyone. The most occurring one has to be the one about an apocalypse and a lone boy standing by what used to be the academy. It had to be him. It had to be Five from what I had glimpses of and that of the portrait downstairs. I never tried mentioning any of these foresights to anyone for either the backlash or accidentally corrupting the timeline of things. 

I place my phone down and proceed to mess with my septum piercing with my lip as I fall into a daydream.

An older man comes into view, near a white fence with electromagnetic vortex forming in front of him. As he was staring down into it a fire extinguisher proceeded to be flung out of it. 

I jump out of my seat as my phone pinged with a notification.

Anonymous buyer: Hey, I would gladly pay you $275 for that landscape portrait I requested.

(Y/n): Oh, you really do have to pay me that much it's only a 11x17in landscape.

Anonymous buyer: No, I want to pay that amount for how you put in so much effort and time. Do you live around Griddy's Donuts?

(Y/n): Yes, is that the place you would like to proceed with the exchange?

Anonymous buyer: Yes!

(Y/n): Okay, so at Griddy's Donuts tomorrow around 6pm?

Anonymous buyer: That would be perfect! See you then!

(Y/n): See you then too.

I swiped out of the conversation as I heard a bell ring in the distance.

"Dinner time." I sighed.

I got up from my desk and proceeded to head towards the dining room.

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March 21, 2019 Around 6:12pm

I quickly rush out the academy with the portrait in my arms and head to the car.

As I pull up to Griddy's Donuts I see an enthusiastic young woman waiting near the entrance. I got out of the car and brushed down my (fav. color) maxi skirt and adjusted my shirt to look presentable, and also begin out of the usual uniform for once. I pull out the portrait from the backseat and headed towards the entrance that the young woman was standing by.

Anonymous woman: Hey, are @(insert username)?

(Y/n): Yes. I presume the enthusiastic buyer?

Anonymous woman: Yes! Let's go get a drink!

She grabbed my arm gently and pulled me into the donut shop. I couldn't help but to shiver uncomfortably at the contact but I didn't pull away and seem rude. 

Anonymous woman: I'll pay for you!

(Y/n): You really don't have…

Anonymous woman: I want your smile to be bigger, because you seem a little sad.

I look at my hand that are currently in my lap fumbling around slightly. I begin to give her a bigger smile.

(Y/n): Thank you. I appreciate that.

Anonymous woman: It's no problem!

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I arrived back at the academy around 9:46pm with slight panic.

"I didn't plan to stay that long" I mumbled to myself.

I enter the academy to see Pogo greeting me.

"Miss (Y/n), I regret to inform you but your father, Sir Reginald Hargreeves, has passed."

My eyes widen.

"Is…is that so…."

"Yes."

Passing Pogo I climbed the stairs to reach my room. I didn't even bother changing into another pair of clothes as I threw myself at the bed. A slight chuckle escaped my lips as a single tear fell.

"Ha…damn."

[lilsuzn]

MLQC Boys as Fathers

Fandom: Mr. Love: Queen's Choice

Warnings: In the post below I decided to make girls like stereotypical girly things and boys stereotypical boyish things, but it doesn’t mean I believe it’s how it’s supposed to be. I personally had periods when I was very girly and ones when I was very tomboyish and that’s okay. What’s not okay is forcing your children to act certain ways and like certain thing just because they represent a certain sex.

Dedication: anon

Gavin

baby girl

Have you even seen that nail-painting Karma with him? This cutie!

If you guys had a daughter, she would be the happiest little girl on earth.

He would be unable to deny her anything. Don’t let these two go to the mall alone. Unless you don’t care for electricity or hot water. Then you do you, I guess.

I even can see him dressed in pink tutu, sitting by a small, pink table and sipping on nonexisting tea. Anything to make his little angel happy

I overall don’t see him as a parent who actively takes part in his child’s school life - like helping with organizing plays or sawing costumes or parent-teacher association associating or other stuff alike, BUT...

He sure would never miss a single performance of his baby girl and would support her along the whole way there.

And yes. He will watch YT tutorials to learn how to do some pretty hairstyles for his princess, even though initially he wouldn’t want to do them at all.

And yes. He will paint her nails when she’s old enough not to stuff her hands into her mouth all the time.

baby boy

They are collecting figures. Like, motorcycles and cars at first. Then also planes when the boy gets a little older.

He would look upto his daddy very much. Would adore that he’s a police officer and could fly and was just basically flawless - at least in your son’s eyes.

They would play with his plane toys, which boy could all name. His favorite would be the Supermarine Spitfire. Gavin could never play with that one. Dad is great and all, but it’s HIS plane.

When your sun gets a bit older, his dad would take him to aerobatic aviation shows and historic planes displays.

He surely would be a daddy’s boy, if you didn’t figure it yet. You’re cool and he loves you… BUT GAVIN?

Their bond remains strong throughout the years. They keep alot of secrets from you, but you benefit from it from time to time. Especially in saving nerves. So it’s cool. Unless it’s not…

When grown up he sure would become a police officer like his dad or a soldier. I sure see him in military aviation. Dad would be a bit worried, but would give him his full support and all the help he could.

I also believe you and Gavin would have more than just one child, but that’s just a side note.

Kiro

baby girl

He’s not a regular dad. He’s a cool dad.

Not a reckless dad tho. He knows it’s not good for kids to eat as much sweets as they want to. He knows it’s not the best idea to say yes to every single whim of theirs…

But his little princess is so pretty. And so cute. And so sweet.

Remember when I told you how Gavin would be not so happy to attend her daughter’s tea parties?

Kiro would live for those! He would buy himself dresses for those occasions.

And they would do fashion shows for you. 

This dad is going to ask his daughter to do his makeup.

Takes her to get ice cream behind your back after picking her up from her ballet practice.

baby boy

I don’t know why, but I see his son as that shy, artistic type. That romantic boy with an acoustic guitar kind of trope.

He would have a voice of an angel and a talent surpassing even his father’s. He literally doesn’t need Kiro’s evol to have his charm.

This dad would be so proud. A little sad that his modest, little boy doesn’t want to perform on stage with him, but still - so extremely happy to have such a talented son.

He would get him the best tutors, and the finest instruments and every other equipment his little angel might need. Not even necessarily ask for.

If that was what wished for, he would help him start a career. He surely has what it gets to make someone famous.

If that wasn’t what his son wanted however - he would never push him. He knows the price that comes with money and a large fanbase and he wouldn’t force anyone to pay it.

Lucien

baby girl

I see Lucien as the best dad of all 4, and before you get mad at me for being biased, know that he's not my fav. I like being called an idiot and men in uniforms.

Big part of it would surely be his psychological knowledge, not gonna lie. Second one would be his outstanding intelligence that helps him with application of  upbringing’s roles into life.

He just knows exactly how and when to be soft and when and how to be firm.

He would take his daughter for walks and movies. He would love to take her to an amusement park from time to time.

It’s important for him that his daughter would be well socialised.

And surprise, surprise - his daughter would be a genius. Doesn’t matter if you are biological parents or not. It just happened. And he’s very happy to be destroyed in a chase game by his nine year old.

He helps her with preparing for math contests. And any other contests there are.

They often sit together on the couch and read books. She even makes the same face as she focuses. Yes - even she’s adopted.

It’s a Christmas miracle, I don’t know. Ask Lucien, he probably does.

baby boy

Wouldn’t it be absolutely cute and a little bit ironic if his son would be a little trouble maker?

Wouldn’t want to study. Just spent all day on the playground with other kids. An tradic picky eater. Can fall asleep wherever he is, in whatever position he is.

I could see Lucien struggle to find a way to get to his child, but I couldn’t see him ever give up.

He would enroll his son into some school sports team and would very actively support it. They need a parent to go with them to attend a sports contest in another school. Sign him up. Lucien is a very busy man, that’s true, but not too busy for that.

He would learn the rules and tactics of whatever game his son plays.

Would help him practice outside his practices. Even if he might not enjoy it.

And obviously, would eagerly help him if he had any problems in school.

Overall, I see Lucien as a very loving father, who doesn’t shy away with expressing just how important his kids are for him.

Victor

baby girl

The one who would constantly motivate his children.

They are learning languages, participating in at least one sport, playing an instrument and traveling around the world with him to experience many different cultures.

His little girl would be confident, smart, self-disciplined and an absolutely cute dork who thinks daddy doesn’t know she figured how to get to that cookie jar on the highest shelf.

She started drawing things for him since she was too small to even talk properly… and she was really good for such a small poppet.

He quickly decided to add art classes to her already long list of extracurricular activities.

At some point she was absolutely wonderful. Daddy was swelling with pride.

A perfect student, remarcable artist… Obviously a Li.

She would then study architecture at the most prestigious university in the country. Victor would spare no expenses. She deserves it.

baby boy

A quiet but intimidating kid that sits in the first row in class and gives his teacher a challenging look.

Destroys in chess even Lucien’s daughter… sometimes.

Has no friends because he’s disgusted by other people.

Daddy’s boy lvl. 100 Future LFG CEO.

If he could he would even sleep with daddy… but daddy doesn’t let him because he needs “privacy” with you. Good thing you sometimes make him sandwiches, because you might get taken care of…

Victor would have his kid’s photo on his desk. Two of them actually. One facing him and one facing anyone who sits on the opposite side. People need to know just how cute they looked in their matching shirts during last year’s father’s day celebrations.

They would go to the movies together. Victor who usually makes sure your kids are eating healthy would buy him a huge popcorn… and sometimes even M&M’s.

Victor would be a principled dad with high expectations, but don’t make a mistake. Even if his kids weren’t as ambitious and success focused as he’s he would love them just as much and care for them just as much.

There would also be no favoring if you had more than one child. Everyone must feel equally loved and he would make sure it’s exactly the case.

[sup-hoes-its-me]

A Hero (Shinsou x Reader)

A/N: okay so shinsou is such a cool character, kinda relatable tbh, so here we go. Friends to lovers, lots of fluff, cuteness. It took a lot of strength to take a break from writing my fav bakugo lol.

tw: you almost get assaulted

word count: 4400

Part One/ Part Two/ Part Three

So technically, Y/N wasn’t related to the Bakugos at all. She was the orphaned child of a family friend, who died a horrific hero’s death when she was only a couple years old. Without any other relatives in the area to adopt her, Y/N’s mother’s best friend took in the two year old, despite the trouble of raising two toddlers being quite daunting. Yet, her quirk wasn’t very dangerous nor special like Katsuki, so she wasn’t hard to manage in that area. Just a shy little girl, confused at the transition after the loss of her parents.

Y/N was never very strong willed like her new family. She was passive, the perfect representation of type B personality. Dependent, reliant, and fearful of adversity. The only reason she was never mercilessly bullied in her primary days was a result of her “brother’s” unrelenting defensiveness. He was an asshole, very much so, but he never let anyone pick fun at the girl. Not only did he kinda, sorta love her unconditionally as a silbing should, but his mother would murder him for not standing up for her.

But when they both got into U.A, suddenly the two weren’t equals anymore, nor would he always be by her side to watch out for her. Y/N was left behind in class C, while he soared into the top hero course. Y/N was support for the soon-to-be pros, not that she minded. The girl knew how weak she was, and unless she had a change of heart and decided to work harder on her quirk, she would never be able to succeed. She wasn’t motivated like those in Class A. Y/N never wanted the responsibility of being so good people relied on her, civilians putting all their faith into her. It was nerve wracking.

On the first day of class, Y/n said goodbye to her parents and walked to class with her brother. He carried both their bags, one on each shoulder, eyes staring straight ahead, brows furrowed with irritation as per usual. She kept her hands clasped behind her back, wandering slowly next to him, head hung. 

She was scared, admittedly. This school was huge and so prestigious. How could she ever compare to the others there? It was impossible.

“Stop being such a baby.”

“Katsuki-”

“You’re gonna be fine, and you know it. You’re more powerful than those losers anyway, if only you tried,” he grunted, turning the corner to see dozens of other students in their uniforms walking around and entering the school. She bit her lip and sighed, wringing her fingers out of nervousness. “Seriously, don’t make yourself out to be a weakling. People will target you if you do.”

She paused, not taking another step as she confessed, “I know what I should do, it’s just putting that ideal into practice that gets me everytime.” 

Time was running close to class starting, and he rolled his eyes down to her slightly quivering form. Handing her her bag, he told her calmly, “Listen, if anyone bothers you, I’m two doors down anyway. Just call me right after class if something happens, got it?” With a nod, he patted her on the head and walked away to the main entrance. 

Her eyes drew up the high building, taking in all the shiny windows and the huge shape of an H made out of the numerous floors. This place was bigger than she had ever imagined, and that only scared her more. Yeah, it was bigger because it housed a lot of students who needed room to exercise their quirks, plus they were a very wealthy institution. 

She had to tell herself that just because the building was scary certainly did not mean that the people inside were just as bad.

So she held her head a bit higher and walked through the crowds of students. She tried to remember where the counselor told her her classroom was, so she didn’t embarrass herself by getting lost on her first day. 

Yet, that was exactly what she did. The school was just too big, and she was too anxious about her first day to think properly. So, with tears gathering in her eyes, she watched at the time ticked by on the clock. Her nightmares were filled with this scenario. Showing up late on her first day and everyone in the class laughing at her. 

“Are you lost?” a voice deep and smooth spoke up behind her, and she jumped a couple inches in the air, placing a hand over her heart after it started to rapidly beat with shock.

She turned her head, brushing her loose hairs from her eyes. He stared down at her with an almost bored expression, just as his voice had sounded. He was tall, and very purple. Dark undereyes, wild violet hair in every direction. She didn’t really know what to think of him other than he was unique, dare she even say attractive in a strange way. He looked older than her, probably 16 or 17 even, based off his height and old soul aura he radiated. One thing she did notice about him though, was he felt gentle, passive and even a bit dismissive. It wasn’t the least bit intimidating, and she relaxed. 

“Yeah…” she mumbled, a bit embarrassed.

He nodded, crossing his arms over his chest. “Seems we’re in the same boat.”

“Where are you headed?”

“Class 1-C,” he hummed, beginning to walk forward again. She told him meekly that she was going to the same class, and he raised a brow. “Really? What’s your quirk?”

“My quirk is kinda lame.”

A small smile crept at the edge of his lip, her embarrassment and shy attitude amusing him. “And what would that be?”

“Well, it’s kinda weird so don’t make fun of it. I can um- well, my blood is highly basic and burns any skin issue it touches,” the girl mumbled sheepishly, rubbing the back of her neck. Her cheeks burned so much she felt like she had a fever. This is why she never liked to talk about her quirk. It was just plain absurd and kinda disgusting. Every time she used her quirk she had to slice her skin and sprinkle blood everywhere. “But, like, it does so much damage to me to lose blood that often I can rarely use my quirk.”

He nodded. “That’s definitely strange, you’re right,” he stated bluntly, and her heart stopped beating for a moment. “But useful. Really don’t know why you’d be embarrassed about it. Just because you don’t have endurance doesn’t mean strategy and technique can’t make up for that.”

Y/N caught up to him, walking at his side now although his strides were longer and harder to keep up with. She looked up to him, feeling a bit at ease seeing as he wasn’t rude about her quirk. “What’s your quirk?”

He didn’t miss a beat, his gruff voice sounding bitter and angry with his next words, “Something I’d rather not talk about. Don’t want you to spread rumors and lies about me.” 

She had never heard someone so visceral about their own quirk. It couldn’t be that terrible, not to mention she wasn’t rude like the people he must have encountered before. She felt a pang in her chest, knowing that this reaction was no doubt from prior experience being hurt. 

With a short shake of her head, she replied, “It’s okay, if you don’t tell me, but I wouldn’t judge you for your quirk, and definitely not gossip about it. I don’t have the social skills to do that kind of thing.” She laughed awkwardly. The bell rang overhead, signalling the beginning of the first period. They were officially late. “Oh, crap. We better hurry.”

“For what? We’re already late, doesn’t matter if it’s by a minute or ten.”

“I-I don’t know about that one.”

As they entered the stairwell to head up the stairs, he turned to her and paused, staring into her eyes deeply. She blinked, seeing so much purple looking in her direction. Quickly, she averted her gaze, and tucked her hands behind her back out of nervous habit. 

“I’ll tell you about my quirk if you promise me one thing.”

She opened her mouth to agree but then shook her head. Don’t just make promises to strangers, Y/N, so stupid. “Um, depends on the promise.”

He took a deep breath, never taking his eyes off of her own averted ones. Waves of pain radiated from his form, hitting her square in the chest. “Just don’t call me a monster or shit like that.” And that was the moment she felt her entire heart crumble in her chest for this boy she had just met. He expected her to think of him like a monster for something as silly as his quirk? She wanted to cry for him, being as sensitive as she was. 

“I promise.”

He started walking up the stairs again, done with his intense observation of her face, except it felt to her like he was examining a portion of her soul, her compassion. It seems he saw something he liked in her. 

“My quirk is brainwashing, or mind control, if you want to call it that.”

Her eyes widened at the words, not believing that someone so powerful was right beside her, in the same class as her even. “Like, what do you do?’

“If a person verbally responds to me, I then have complete control over anything they do.”

“That is so sick,” she whispered under her breath, but he still heard her. His brows quirked up, and he gazed down at her.”Sorry, I just think that’s a really amazing quirk.” She smiled sheepishly, her eyes reaching his. He almost had to look away once he saw the sparkle of excitement and admiration in her gaze. Those emotions were directed towards him…

As they walked past a classroom, a loud voice called from inside the room. “Bakugo Y/N and Shinsou Hitoshi. I believe you’re late to my class.”

She rushed into the classroom in front of him and he followed. They conveniently were directed to the back of the classroom, two seats directly next to each other. She took a seat in hers and he slumped down in his, rolling his eyes at the glare the teacher had given him. 

He looked over at the girl beside him, who he now knew as Bakugo Y/N. She peeked over at him, and a small smile grew on her soft lips, the bit of sparkle still present in her gaze towards him. He smothered down the urge to smile back, just lifted the corner of his lip in return. 

Shinsou wasn’t exactly interested in making friends. He didn’t need them. This girl, though, he wouldn’t mind if she stuck around.

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“So, uh, Y/N, do you need someone to walk you home?” Shinsou asked as they shuffled out of the nearly empty classroom save for a few stragglers. “Not that you aren’t capable of walking yourself home, it’s just that-”

“It’s fine. And actually someone already walks home with me, so no.”

He cringed, feeling awkward now. He shouldn’t have been so forward with this impending friendship. They had just met, she probably didn’t want some weirdo knowing where she lived either. “Oh, gotcha.”

“In fact, there he is,” she smiled, waving to a particularly angry blond walking down the hall with his hands shoved deep in the pockets of his sagging pants. Shinsou cringed even harder at this point, not expecting her to already have a guy walking her home. She probably didn’t have much room for another good guy friend in her life, he thought, obviously overthinking things. “Katsuki! How was class?”

He frowned, shaking his head. “Deku made a fool of himself as usual, but it wasn’t awful,” the boy replied as his eyes slid from his sister to the daunting guy beside her. “Who’s this?”

“This is my new friend, Shinsou. He helped me find the classroom this morning since we’re in the same class.” Katsuki blinked in surprise, definitely not expecting his shy little sister to already have made a friend. It took her years of middle school just to have a few close acquaintances. 

“I gotta get going. My mom is expecting me home soon,” Shinsou told the girl, even if he was lying. He could go home at any time he wanted, he just didn’t want to feel awkward anymore. This guy was obviously close to her, and was giving him the evil eye for a minute now. Possessive much?

“Wait, before you go, let me introduce you to my brother.”

“Brother?’ he asked aloud. They didn’t look alike, like, at all. Nor did their personalities seem to resemble each other in any way.

“This is my brother Katsuki. He’s a class 1-A hot shot.” A pang of relief turned his stomach.

“Yeah, uh, nice to meet you.”

The blond rolled his eyes, gruffly brushing off the purple haired boy’s greeting.“Yeah, yeah, whatever. Y/N, are you ready to go?”

Y/N sighed, waving softly to Shinsou, a smile ever present on her lips when she looked at him. She mouthed as she walked away, ‘sorry’, and he just waved. 

Maybe he was a creep for watching her as she left, waiting for her to turn a corner before he let out a breath of air. All he knew was that he felt as if he was sucked in a trance. His heart felt heavy in his chest, as if it were about to explode. The feelings were so foreign but pleasant, some of the best he had ever experienced.

It just felt so good to see someone’s warm smile directed at him, not an ounce of malice behind a guise.

Yeah…He really, really liked her. 

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The pair were friends. Honestly, Y/N was the only person you could get him to admit, albeit begrudgingly, that she was his friend. They trained together, and he assisted her a lot with her quirk. There were times when they were training alone and she lost too much blood that she would pass out and he would carry her to the infirmary. Time and time again though, teachers told him in private to monitor her. It was unhealthy to constantly lose pints of blood, and she wouldn’t be able to do it on the daily even if she wanted to. Since he and her brother were the only people she truly listened to and appreciated advice from, Shinsou recognized it as a sort of duty to take care of her.

Yet, with a bit more encouragement at the new school from dozens of teachers and other students, she actually improved on her quirk quite a lot. It wasn’t as if she had a useless quirk; it was very powerful in fact. She could burn directly through someone’s skin and the bone if enough blood was spilled. Therefore, the quirk could only be exercised in moderation.

For the first time in his life, someone actually trusted him. Not once did he consider using his quirk on her. Not only was she perfect on her own, but if he betrayed her trust like that, he might lose his closest friend. She was kind, but he wasn’t sure where her limits lied.

“Are you sure you’re okay walking home alone?” he asked his friend, who sat beside him packing up her books. Katsuki was out for the day with the flu, so she would be walking back home alone. He was kinda worried about her. She never walked by herself, always having the protection of her brother. 

But she was a strong girl. There was nothing to worry about. He had seen her fight and she was definitely capable. It was just overthinking that sent his anxiety through the roof.

“Yes, I’m totally fine,” she laughed, finding his concern humorous. “You live in the opposite direction. I’m not gonna make you walk me 20 blocks out of your way.”

Although he nodded in understanding, he definitely did not agree. He would walk all over the city for her if she needed him to. Still, when it came time to part ways on the sidewalk, they waved and went in opposite directions. It was only after five excruciatingly long minutes that the lanky boy turned and started walking in the direction of her home. Even though he shouldn’t have, and easily could have texted her, he wanted to make sure she made it home. He knew the general direction of her house, and if he walked moderately fast, he could catch up to her. 

So what if she didn’t want him walking an extra 30 minutes? If that made her annoyed, so be it.

Y/N walked slowly down the street as she usually did, her feet tapping lightly against the sidewalk. If she were being honest, she was a bit disappointed in herself for refusing Shinsou’s offer to walk her home. They would have a lot more time to talk in person before the weekend, and she never wanted to miss a beat with him. 

Maybe it was stupid of her to be so attached but she thought of him as her best friend, practically the only true one she ever had. Dozens of people came and went from her life, but this friendship felt so special. It would last a long time she thought, and hopefully she was right.

Unfortunately, she was too lost in her own dreamy thoughts to notice someone standing right at the edge of the alley she walked by in a particularly deserted area of town. A hand reached and snatched up her arm swiftly, yanking her into the darkness of the alley and covering her mouth with his other grimey hand before she could make a sound.

Her back hit the cold wall behind her, feeling the rough bricks scratch her shoulder blades through her uniform. Her wrist felt like it was on fire, burning from the harsh grip of the snatcher. Using his knee, he pinned her other hand to the wall at her side,  completely immobilizing her. She could have used her quirk, if she was able to produce some sort of blood-pouring injury, only she was trapped.

“Don’t fucking scream, you hear me?”

He removed his hand from her mouth for a moment to reach for his pocket, and as he did so, she let out the loudest scream she possibly could. Just as the sound came from her mouth, a cold object pressed against her throat and her heart stopped beating in her chest from sheer terror. 

To think she was a hero in training at U.A., and she couldn’t even defend herself from a quirkless criminal on the street. She felt like crying, feeling a knife against her throat, wrists held down. If only she was just a little smarter or a little stronger; anything to get her out his mess. The air was tense and heavy, and she could barely get a breath in without feeling the bitterness of the blade against her skin. 

She prayed, closing her eyes and letting the hot tears drip down her cheeks. If only someone would come and help. All Might was always there to help people, wasn’t he? Where was he? She couldn’t hope for her brother to back her up as he was sick at home, and she definitely couldn’t text Shinsou to come get her. Her phone was tucked safely in her backpack where she couldn’t dream of reaching.

God, she was hopeless. 

The thug opened his mouth to say something else no doubt cruel or vulgar, but just as the first syllable fell from his chapped lips, a shocked voice echoed down the alleyway.

“Y/N?”

Her eyes widened at the voice, relief running throughout her entire body. 

“Dumb punk, kid, just run off now.”

“No.”

“You don’t want to mess with-”

That reply was all it took for Shinsou to take control. The thug felt all control of his body lost in the air and a sort of tenseness to take over. “Drop the knife,” the student commanded, and the man indeed dropped the rusty knife to the ground, a metallic clang rang out in the darkness. “Now back away.” And so he did. 

Tha man sputtered, not knowing what was happening to his body or why he was doing these things. His face turned a bright shade of red and he threw a dirty glare at Shinsou Hitoshi, hating him with every sense of the word for making him look this pathetic. 

“Now stand still right there like the piece of shit you are. Move, and I will kill you,” he said calmly. Before turning to Y/N. “I’ll be right back with someone to help. I saw an officer go into the coffee shop across the street.” 

When he left, she inched away from the man, watching as he couldn’t do more than just stand there and look completely bewildered. A mind control quirk definitely wasn’t something you see everyday. Plus, he probably was facing the realization that he would be arrested and sent to jail to get his ass kicked by quirk users there.

He came back with a couple officers and pointed out the situation, explaining what he saw when he came to the alley. They asked Y/N for a quick statement and she just reaffirmed what Shinsou had told them and added how she was walking home alone and he grabbed her when no one was looking. And so they took him away, thanking the kids for helping catch the guy, who apparently had tried to assault and rob other women in the area recently.

That was a close call, the closest one she’d ever encountered actually. 

As they exited the alleyway, she felt sick to her stomach from what had happened, stress filling up her chest and threatening to burst out in the form of tears, only she composed herself the best she could to be strong. There really was no need to be strong. Shinsou was her friend. He was kind and brave and very intelligent, but most importantly he was kind to her. If she cried, he wouldn’t shame her. But she still felt the pressure to keep them from falling. “Shinsou-”

“I’m so glad I turned around to follow you. I swear, it’s almost like I knew something bad was going to happen, I just knew it,” he mumbled more to himself than her, really. He looked down at her finally, his eyes searching hers for any sign of distress. She looked terribly shaken up, but no tears were falling. “Are you okay? Did that guy hurt you or anything?”

“No, nothing else happened,” she told him. “I-I can’t believe you came to save me. I’m so grateful, I don’t even know what to say. I felt so helpless back there without my quirk at disposal.”

“It’s okay. It’s over now, and you’re alright. That’s all I could really hope for.” He looked down the street and then back to her, flashing a weak grin. “You wouldn’t mind if I walked you home from here, would you?” he asked, to which she silently shook her head. So, he began walking and she followed very closely behind, so close that he could feel her arm brushing against his. He figured she was scared enough, a little bit of  friendly comfort was going to help her out. She obviously didn’t want to speak, too shocked to say anything much.

After a minute or two of walking, he felt her hand slip its way sneakily into his own, tightly grabbing on as if he was going to yank it away from her. Although he could feel how shaky her hand was, it was so warm and soft against his cold and rough hands. Her fingers fit perfectly between his own. It was sappy of him to think, but jeez, it felt like those hands were meant to interlock. It just felt so fucking good. 

He shoved down those selfish feelings. Y/N was just attacked, and he was thinking about how he felt. He shook his head subconsciously, knowing that he was being rude. She was holding his hand because she desperately needed to feel safe and comfortable, not because it necessarily felt nice. She would probably hold the hand of any random dude that saved her like that. Jesus, Shinsou, so dumb. Get a damn grip, you sap.

He squeezed her hand back reassuringly. He wasn’t sure what she was feeling, but he hoped he was helping.

Her house was relatively close to the spot she was grabbed, so it was a short walk. Part of him wished it had been longer so he could have spent more time with her hand held in his. As they stopped at her doorstep, she dropped his hand and went to grab the strap of her bookbag anxiously, eyes hidden from his view. 

“Shinsou, thank you for stepping in back there. I really can’t tell you enough how much I appreciate that.”

With a wave of his hand absentmindedly, he brushed off her praise and thanks. “Don’t thank me. Anyone would have done the same, you know.” he didn’t feel like he deserves any thanks. He barely did shit back there except say a few words, and she was thanking him. Anyone would have done the same. He wasn’t special. He wouldn’t be special with the quirk he possessed. 

But god, the way she looked at him in that way, adoration and admiration staring into his eyes, completely entranced with him; it made him feel invincible, like he was on top of the world for a lifetime. He would never forget the shine in her beautiful e/c eyes in that moment, he swore it. That was a memory he’d hate to lose.

“I-I know- It’s just that…well…” Her words trailed off into silence before he felt her reach up abruptly to wrap her arms around his shoulders, falling to rest against him. He caught his balance last second, not expecting that of all things. Her head rested snuggly in the meet of his shoulder and neck, hot breath tickling his skin there. He tensed at the sudden embrace, but nevertheless wrapped his arms around her shoulders, bringing her closer. He could feel her shaking once again, and her rapid heartbeat pounded against his quickening one.

“Hitoshi,” she whispered, “You are my hero.”

Shivers ran down his spine at those simple five words, laced together by the most angelic voice he’d heard before.

That took his breath right from his lungs. He was her hero. A real hero. That was all he wanted in his life, to show people that he could be someone’s savior. The feeling of the one person he cared for more than anything saying those words to him. The feeling was unbelievable.

She pulled away after a silent moment, and waved to him gently, taking a step up to the entrance of her house. “I’ll see you on Monday, okay?” she said sheepishly, feeling something weird herself after that hug. Her skin felt all warm and gooey, like she was going to fall apart at any moment or her knees would collapse beneath her.

“Y/N, if you need anything, you know you can call me night or day, I don’t care,” he called after her. “I swear, anything for you, Y/N.”

“Thank you, Shinsou-kun.” 

“Bye, Y/N.”

“Bye.”

“You’ll call me sometime, right? So I can make sure you’re feeling better?”

“If you want.”

“Of course.”

“Okay. I promise I’ll call.”

“Yeah, well, bye then.”

“Yeah, bye-bye.”

She shut the door finally, catching the eye of her brother immediately.

Katsuki stood in the living room of their home, sipping some soup with a spoon, blanket wrapped around his shoulders. He raised a brow when she peered over at him, obviously having seen what happened outside through the front window. “What was that about, Y/N? Care to explain why that boy was all over you?”

“Shut up, Katsuki.”

He grunted, rolling his eyes at her reply. “Hey, I’m just worried for you. You can’t trust teenage boys. Take it from me since I am one. ”His voice was quite hoarse from the sore throat he had that morning, and he sounded like a frog whenever he spoke. How could she possibly take him seriously? 

“He’s just my friend. You really don’t have to lecture me on anything,” she replied, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Sure, sure.”

She waved off how annoying he was, and walked down the hall to her room. When she shut the door behind her, she finally felt herself heat up with embarrassment. Shinsou Hitoshi held her hand the whole way home. He saved her like the glorious hero he always wanted to be. The feeling of relief she felt when she heard him enter the alleyway and call for her, it made her heart melt. She would definitely take up his offer and call him over the weekend, just to hear his soothing voice in her ear. Just hearing him, or even thinking about him made a smile grow on her cheeks. 

She wasn’t sure what she felt for him. If it was simply a friendship or if her attachments were growing into something more.

Y/N just really, really liked him.

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 Part two coming later this week. Should it be angst or fluff? I’m torn

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Five Minutes of Sunset

Before the Curse of Sarah Fier series

Summary:

 “We meeting after? Same spot? Sam gonna be there?” she asked, and Deena nodded.

“Simon too. He said he got us discounted food!” Kate said excitedly.

“I hope you know that means that the food is about to expire,” Deena said, deadpanned.

“Whatever! Food is food and I’m not going to turn down chicken wings and all the candy bars I can eat.” ~~~ Four friends get together on a Friday afternoon to talk shit about Sunnyvale and watch the sunset. 

Also titled as: I JUST WANT TO WRITE FICS WHERE EVERYONE LIVES AND ARE HAPPY LIKE FUCK THEM DYING. GIMME MY FAVS BACK.

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It was a usual overcast Friday afternoon in Shadyside and Deena stretched her arms over her head as she headed towards the Shadyside High girl's locker room. The potent smell of floral body spray made her sneeze as she entered the room, high pitched voices bouncing off the walls and she winced before making a beeline down the corridor towards the toilets.

Her breath caught in her throat though, when she saw Samantha Fraser walking away from the toilets and towards her, and the grin that Sam gave her was enough to make her stomach knot.

Sam’s blonde hair glimmered under the crappy fluorescent lights and usually, Deena would have questioned that because the lighting was really shit but she didn’t care. Sam had already changed into her Shadyside cheerleader uniform, the blue and black standing out against her skin and her toned legs on display. Deena realised that she was shamelessly checking Sam out but before she could look away, Sam’s hand gently brushed against hers.

“I’ll see you later? The Spot?” she whispered, and Deena gave her a small nod before they walked past each other.

Deena’s heart could’ve exploded but she contained herself before turning left to the cubicles. There were two other band girls, Krystal and Lili, at the sinks chatting about some test they had earlier that day and Deena gave them a nod before walking to the end of the room where Kate, her best friend, was checking her hair. Kate grinned when she spotted Deena and gave her a hug. With black hair in a neat ponytail, a spotless record and dark eyes that could pick up the smallest detail, Kate was a good friend to have.

"How was AP English?" Deena asked and Kate rolled her eyes.

"Insufferable as always. Gary was a prick and decided to argue with me on every point I made while discussing Macbeth. I get that he doesn't like me, but fuck can he just give it a rest?” she groaned as she rolled her shoulders back.

“You do realise that he probably likes you, right? C’mon Kate, that’s the oldest trick in the book. He’s probably being an asshole to get your attention.”

“It’s stupid and if he thinks that it’s some form of flirting, then he’s dead wrong,” Kate huffed before looking at Deena’s gym bag.

“You getting ready for band?”

Deena heard Krystal and Lili take turns at the hand dryer before walking down the corridor, their retreating steps and voices echoing.

“Yep. And you have cheer practice,” Deena sighed, and Kate looked around, as if to check that no one was listening to them, before giving her a smirk and lowering her voice.

“Don’t worry. I won’t hog your girlfriend for too long. Besides, I’m there to yell and be on top of the pyramid.”

They both knew that was a lie. Despite Kate’s dismissive attitude towards cheerleading and all her other societies, she took it all seriously so that she could ‘Get the hell out of Shittyside’. She planned choreographies, sold extra drugs to raise money for cheer uniform upgrades and more. Deena felt that Kate did too much for a town that seemed against them with their nickname ‘Murder Capital USA’, but she knew that between the two of them, Kate deserved to get out.

“Oh please. We both know you do more than that,” Deena scoffed, and Kate shrugged her shoulders.

“We meeting after? Same spot? Sam gonna be there?” she asked, and Deena nodded.

“Simon too. He said he got us discounted food!” Kate said excitedly.

“I hope you know that means that the food is about to expire,” Deena said, deadpanned.

“Whatever! Food is food and I’m not going to turn down chicken wings and all the candy bars I can eat.”

“I gotta get changed and you should get going. Don’t want to be late for practice,” Deena said with a smile and Kate flipped her off before leaving her to get changed in one of the cubicles.  

Deena listened Kates’s footsteps retreat, and she undressed and changed into her band uniform. She wasn’t self-conscious of her body and didn’t mind changing in front of other people, but the girl’s locker room didn’t leave much to look at. The last thing she wanted was for a girl to point at her for staring and then the whole school would think she’s gay (which she was but that’s wasn’t the point).

Kate had managed to spin a rumour that Deena had a scar on her lower abdomen that she had gotten in an accident and was still ‘healing from the trauma’. While her eyes wouldn’t wander around the change room now that she only had eyes for Sam, it was easier to keep the rumour going and have privacy.

That was another reason Deena loved Kate. Kate could lie flawlessly, and because she was a good student, no one would think twice.

Deena opened the cubicle and adjusted her hat before heading out the locker room and to practice.

~~~

She sighed in relief as she took off her hat and threw it into her bag and changing out of her clothes and changing into a fresh set of clothing.

Most of the band kids had left soon after practice, uniform and all but Deena was headed straight to The Spot as soon she could, so avoiding a trip back home would be beneficial.

Kate and Sam had ended practice earlier and both had gone home to shower and freshen up. Deena didn’t blame them. The showers in the locker room were gross and she was sure she saw mold on the ceiling.

She shuddered before throwing on a t-shirt and jeans and heading out of the locker rooms. She waved bye to Krystal and Lili, who somehow always ended being the last ones getting changed and left the locker room.

Deena thought about the homework she had to do as she walked past the pep rally posters and the banner reading, ‘Let’s Bring It Home, Witches!’. Deena was aware that the biannual football game against Sunnyvale and Shadyside was next Friday and despite Shadyside High having a good football team, Sunnyvale almost always beat them.

It was like a joke. Every single game, a Shadyside football player got injured or a Sunnyvaler would score miraculously, and Deena didn’t mean any offence, but what was the banner supposed to mean?

What where they bringing home?

The last shreds of their dignity?

It was so embarrassing but with Sunnyvale being the only city close enough to them, Shadyside didn’t have a choice.

Deena took a deep breath in before exhaling her feelings of the rivalry between Shadyside and Sunnyvale. This last week had been exhausting but she was happy it was over, and she could spend her weekend unwinding. She didn’t need to think about Shadyside and Sunnyvale.

All she wanted to think about was her, Sam, Kate and Simon hanging out on a late Friday afternoon.

She walked out of the school and a breeze lifted a few of her curls and inwardly thanked that she had packed blankets for them. She thought about the homework she’d have to do on Sunday and the three-page assignment for English, before shaking her head and taking out her Walkman from her backpack and drowning out her thoughts.

~~~

Simon was waiting for her, at least 6 shopping bags with him on the ground and he grinned mischievously as she gestured to all the bags.

"Look if we're starting this weekend off with a bang, we're doing it right. I got mini pies, meatballs, weird little vegetable sticks, donuts with that thick icing Kate loves so much, fries with enough oil to clog up our arteries-"

"Did not need that image Simon," Deena interrupted with a shudder.

"-sugar cookies, three different types of Oreos, cupcakes and... a little magic juice," Simon said, wiggling his eyebrows as he opened one of the bags that had a brown paper bag it cheap white wine.

Deena winced at the beverage and Simon straightened up and placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Hey, you don't have to have. I got it because I thought we could all loosen up a little. It’s not heavy shit either but no worries if you don't want, Dee."

His tone was sincere, and she gave him a small smile. Only Kate, Sam and Simon knew about her dad’s drinking problem, and they had been over to her house enough times to see some of the empty beer cans in the bin. While Deena knew that it was her dad’s fault for drinking too much and being passed out on the couch, she couldn’t help but wonder if alcoholism ran in her family.

That last thing she wanted was to be like him.

"Thanks Simon. Now let's carry this to the spot,” she said, and he smiled dopily at her.

They grabbed three bags each and they began to walk away from the supermarket.

"I'm surprised you got off so early. Don't you usually close the store on Fridays after school?"

"Yeah, but my manager loves me so much that when I asked him and flashed my beautiful doe eyes, he told Kristen to do it instead. She looked furious," he giggled, and Deena snorted.

Simon frequently complained about Kristen Jenkins, his other co-worker, who was a nightmare. She did all her work but was always trying to one up him to get employee of the month. While Simon didn't care for the title, he liked seeing his picture on the wall and knew it would only piss if Kristen more of he was overly sweet to her.

"You know she might kill you some day," Deena laughed.

"Not if I get to her first," he said suggestively, and Deena hit him playfully.

"Pervert," she said, and he danced forward, the bags swaying in his hands.

"Nah, just a law-abiding citizen your honour!" he yelled.

They discussed their homework and their other plans for the weekend (Simon was working as usual and Deena knew she would be stuck at home with homework and looking after her brother, Josh). They walked past familiar streets and soon the gravel under their shoes became a steep rocky path as they exited their town. Deena hated this part of the walk, but their destination would be worth it. They took a left into the forest and continued their walk in a comfortable silence.

The path got steeper, and Deena gritted her teeth as she made her last step up, revealing a little patch of grass with the best view of Shadyside. She could see the grocery store, her school and even the Sheriff’s office in the distance.

It was a hidden gem that she had found one night after her dad got home drunk and in a fit of rage, left the house with no idea where to go.

She didn't want to go to any of her friend's houses and at that point, Sam wasn’t her girlfriend yet and she didn’t want to scare her away (even though Sam reassured her a few months later after Deena had confessed that her dad was hardly around). Instead, she ran. Ran to the point where her lungs were burning for air and her shirt stuck to her back with sweat. It was so dark, and she realised she had no idea where she was going. She took lefts and rights before realizing she was in the forest outside of town but eventually saw a light source and kept following it until she got to the small patch of grass that overlooked Shadyside. Deena had stayed there till sunrise, watching the world go from dark to bright and a feeling of calm passed over her as she soaked in the first rays of the day. She had made her way home to find her dad passed out on the couch and Josh still asleep, both unaware that she had been gone for nearly four hours.

She had collapsed onto her bed and slept, her anger seeping away from her bones, but the memory of the sunrise embedded in her memories. She had shown Kate and Simon that spot a week later, and it became a regular hang out for the three of them until Deena started dating Sam a few months later.

Sam had been hesitant at first to go to ‘The Spot’ as Simon had called it but then again, Sam was hesitant with almost everything concerning her budding relationship with Deena.

Deena was hoping that Sam would loosen up over time, but she knew how her mom was…strict, had high expectations and a tight grip on who was in Sam’s social life. Deena hadn’t messed up yet but knowing that Sam could disappear from her life purely because of Sam’s mother was another kind of fear. Deena had met Sam’s mom, who seemed nice enough but hearing about a fight between Sam’s mom and dad, it sounded like her mom was slightly more vicious.

“Deena? You good?” Simon asked and she blinked as she snapped out of her daydream.

“Yeah…sorry. Oh…you set up everything,” she said, raising an eyebrow at the beautiful scene in front of her.

“When you leave a retail employee alone with food that needs to be organized, you can’t expect him to not do anything. I assumed that the two fluffy blankets were for cuddles later and the other was for this picnic, so I took it out. That okay?”

Deena nodded and made herself comfortable and grabbed a mini pizza.

“Perfect Simon. So…how expired are these?” she asked, taking a sniff and Simon stared at her.

“Do you not trust me, Deena?” he gasped dramatically and before she could answer, a familiar voice from behind them yelled.

“If she did, I would be worried!”

Deena grinned as she put down the pizza and stood up to see Kate and Sam walking together. Kate was holding two bottles of apple juice and Sam had a box of cookies in her hand. Sam’s hair was damp from her shower earlier and Kate’s cheeks were a rosy red. They were both in comfy clothes and Deena hugged Kate first before hugging Sam.

“Glad you could make it, Sam,” Deena whispered, and she felt Sam hold her a little tighter.

“Me too. Snuck out the house and everything,” she giggled into her ear, and Deena’s jaw dropped.

“Wait what? Seriously? Damn Samantha sneaking out-?” Deena teased, and Sam grinned.

“Won’t your parents notice you’re gone?” Simon asked as he popped a grape into his mouth before frowning and inspecting the container. “Okay…the grapes might not be good.”

Kate raised an eyebrow and she swiped a grape before her face scrunched in disgust, “Ew no. Oh that’s disgusting. Take it away.”

Simon laughed before taking the grapes and throwing them away into one of the empty carrier bags.

“Uh…not tonight. They both have work and stuff,” Sam said, and Deena detected the hesitance in her voice. She pushed down the urge to ask what the real answer was and sighed in relief when Kate let out a squeal from behind her.

“You are fucking brilliant Simon Kalivoda!” Kate said as she held up a donut with white icing on the top.

Simon gave Deena a triumphant look as Kate bit into the donut and signed in happiness while Deena took Sam’s hand and lead her to the food. The sat down and soon, conversation filled the air in between bites of food.

“Shadyside versus Sunnyvale next week. Yay,” Kate grumbled in between bites of her donut, and Simon looked at her with sympathy.

“At least their cheerleading routines aren’t as good,” he said and at those words, Kate visibly perked up and Deena hid her laugh.

“Damn right,” Kate said, before grabbing a meatball and popping the whole thing into her mouth.

“Okay so here’s what I’m thinking…we graffiti Sunnyvale’s bus!” Simon smiled evilly and Kate smacked him on his head.

“We’re trying to avoid conflict Simon. Not give them a reason to retaliate plus knowing them, they’ll get lawyers involved and all that crap.”

“But they win almost every time!” Simon moaned in frustration, “What’s the point of even having the matches if we already know the outcome?”

Deena heard Sam giggle next to her and she smiled as their conversation continued.

“Does no one think it’s a little weird that their team’s name is the ‘Sunnyvale Devils’?” Sam asked and Deena turned to look at her in surprise.

“Care to elaborate?” Kate asked and Sam sat up a little straighter.

“Well Sunnyvale has all these good things happen to them and it only seems that Shadyside suffers right? Economically and all that.”

As Sam spoke, she opened up the plastic container of cookies and she offered to everyone. Simon bit into one and Deena swore his eyes rolled to the back of his head as he let out a moan of pleasure.

"Stop being so sexual, weirdo!" Kate said and Simon ignored her as he turned to face Kate.

"These are incredible. Did you make them?" he asked and Sam smiled brightly before nodding. "You must give me the recipe, holy shit. It's like there's cocaine in here!"

Everyone laughed before Sam continued.

"It's just strange that between two towns not too far apart from each other, one is thriving economically and the other is suffering."

“Except we have the murders! What's that nickname...'Murder Capital USA'? Yeah that!” Simon chipped in and Kate rolled her eyes.

“Yeah, but that hasn’t happened recently,” Kate argued.

“Not yet!” Simon said lowering his voice eerily and Kate turned back to look at Sam.

“Ignore him. You were saying?”

“Well, it’s strange that they’re the Sunnyvale Devils. Why would they name their team after the devil since they clearly have a blessing from God to thrive,” Sam said snarkily, and Deena grinned, happy that her girlfriend, who usually said things to please everyone else, was allowing herself to loosen up a little.

“I don’t know but they suck and maybe they deserve to have a mascot who is the literal devil,” Kate said proudly.

“A toast to Shadyside!” Simon yelled and Deena gave him a look of confusion.

“How about a toast to friends?” Kate suggested before looking over to Simon. “Y’know, since we have a ninety-nine percent change of losing next week’s game?”

“There’s still the one percent,” Sam said softly, and Deena squeezed her hand.

She loved how optimistic Sam was, even in the shittiest situations. Deena felt like sometimes, Sam was too bright and sunny for her, and that Sam deserved a person just as bright and sunny as her, but Sam eased her worries instantly with a kiss and words of comfort.

Simon took out the cheap wine and raised an eyebrow at Deena, who shook her head.

“You not drinking?” Sam asked and Deena gave her a small nod.

“Okay, so it’s just me, Kate and…Sam, you in?” Simon asked as he lifted an empty cup and Sam smiled at him.

“No thanks. My mom can smell any sort of alcohol a mile away, even if it’s the cheap stuff.”  

“Suit yourself!” Simon said with a shrug, and he held up a bottle of apple juice that Kate had bought. “Would you prefer this?” he asked, and the couple nodded.

The sky was a haze of orange and gold clouds as the sunset and while Deena had witnessed the sunset at The Spot for the last couple months, she never got sick of it. The sun lit up the town and for once, Shadyside’s beauty seemed to nearly be on par with Sunnyvale. Sure, they didn’t have three story mansions or newly painted tennis courts and country clubs, but the weirdly homey feeling of the town was what Deena appreciated. The sunset made her feel like Shadyside wasn’t all bad and that things could get better for her and her family. The feeling that she could come out with Sam as her girlfriend and her dad would stop drinking so much. It made her fantasize of travelling and experiencing life with Sam at her side but knowing that Shadyside was her home.

It gave her five minutes of hope that she needed.

“Cheers to friends!” Kate announced, holding her cup high and they all cheered before downing their drinks.

Simon decided to pretend being drunk as he stumbled around the grass and made dirty jokes while Kate pulled his arm to go explore a part of the forest. Deena knew this was Kate’s way of giving her and Sam some alone time and she inwardly thanked her friend before turning to face Sam, who was glowing from the golden rays of sun on her skin.

“Wow…” Deena whispered, and Sam looked up, a frosted cookie in her mouth.

“Hmm? Did I miss something?” she asked, as she chewed and swallowed.

“No…it’s nothing,” Deena said, before leaning back on her hands. “So…you want to tell me what’s going on with your parents?”

“Ugh, nothing gets past you!” Sam groaned before closing her eyes and turning to face Deena, nibbling on the cookie as she started to speak.

“I think they might be getting a divorce. The fights have gotten worse, and they argue almost every day. It’s like a relief when I wake up to them not fighting. I think they went to see attorneys this evening after work which is why I could sneak out. I…I don’t want to be home waiting for them to tell me that type of news right now.”

Deena winced as Sam's voice broke and Sam buried her head into her hands, silent tears dripping down her cheeks.

“I don’t know what to do, Deena. I saw this coming, but I don’t know what’s going to happen to me if they go through with the divorce. My mom mentioned something about Sunnyvale to my aunt on the phone a few days ago and…and what if I move and if I don't move and stay with my dad...I don't know...what if I have to choose between my parents-?”

Sam broke off and began sobbing and Deena took her into her arms smoothing down her hair. Sam relaxed into Deena's arms and after a few minutes Deena spoke up.

“I’m so sorry, Sam. You still got me, and Simon and Kate and…I’ll do everything I can to help you through this. I promise.”

“You mean that?”

“Yes, every word. I know it's going to be hard but you will always have me.”

Sam sniffed before lifting her head and wiping away her tears.

“Thank you, Deena. That means everything to me,” Sam said before cupping the side of Deena’s face and closing the gap between them.

Deena could feel the butterflies in her stomach and taste the strawberry icing from the biscuit Sam had eaten. She could feel Sam’s growing smile against her lips, and she melted into Sam’s arms.

How had she gotten so lucky?

Deena wasn’t sure how long they kissed but after they came up for air, there was a wolf whistle from behind them and Sam nearly screamed before realizing it was Simon, grinning manically with Kate by his side, a similar grin on her face, holding a polaroid camera.

“God, you scared the daylights out of us!” Deena yelled and Sam chuckled before clearing her voice.

“You guys find anything cool?” she asked, and Kate shook her head.

“Nah. Simon saw a skunk and wanted to chase after it, but I dragged him away before things could get…gross. But…we did get these!”

Kate bounded up to them before presenting them with two polaroid pictures and Deena let out a gasp. It was of the two of them, the Shadyside sunset in the backdrop while their silhouettes were nose to nose. Deena knew that the photo was discreet enough for them to not be recognizable, with her hoodie hiding her hair, but Deena knew that made it even more special to Sam, who couldn't afford her mom finding out that it was two girls close enough to kiss.

Sam was frozen in shock as she stared at her picture before jumping up and hugging Kate and repeating ‘thank you’ repeatedly while Kate just laughed.

Simon sat back down and grabbed a handful of cheesy puffs before smiling at Deena.

“You still think Shadyside is going to lose next week?” she asked, and he hummed before winking at her.

“Who knows? I’m feeling kinda lucky this evening,” he said as she smiled as Sam sat down and wrapped her arms around her, so that her back was against Sam’s chest.

Kate sat down next to Simon, who pouted and glanced in her direction, before rolling her eyes and giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.

“There. That’s all the love I’m feeling tonight,” she said nonchalantly, and Simon only grinned before tackling her, kissing her cheeks and she squealed.

Deena snorted and Sam gasped in surprise before asking, “They’re not together, right? You told me that they weren’t?”

“No, but Simon is overly affectionate, and Kate tolerates it. He’s kissed my cheek a few times before I told him I was lesbian, and he’s backed off ever since to respect my boundaries. Kate describes it as friendly connections, but Simon is convinced that she’s madly in love with him,” Deena explained, and Kate glared at her from the ground as she pushed Simon’s face away from hers.

“Simon! Get off! And no Deena, I’m not madly in love with him!”

“But I have so much love to give Kate!” he complained, his words slightly slurred from Kate's hand being against his cheek.

“Then date one of the cheerleaders I’ve told you about! Or one the football players!” she yelled.

Simon have her a goofy smile before smiling mischievously.

“Nah, none of them would be able to tolerate me the way you do and don’t act like I haven’t caught you staring during cheer practice. You crush on the cheerleaders and football players too!”

Kate’s face flushed and Simon smirked at her before she ruffled his hair.

“Shut up Si-money. You know we’re platonic soulmates.”

That answer seemed to satisfy Simon as he helped her sit up right and he gave her a shit-eating grin.

“Hell yeah! Platonic soulmates! Now that’s something I can do,” he hummed happily, and she rolled her eyes, but her smile was undeniable.

The four of them watched the sky turn lilac with streaks of pink and orange and slowly but surely, the deep navy started to set in. The wind picked up, and soon the blankets were brought out and wrapped around shoulders. Deena and Sam cuddled together, their body heat more than enough, and Simon tried to cuddle with Kate before she scolded him.

“I already let you kiss me, Simon. Don’t push your luck with any skinship!”

“I just don’t want you to catch a cold! It’s called ‘being considerate’ Kate!” he argued back.

Deena tried to keep her laughter in when she looked over to them a few minutes later, with Kate looking grumpy because she was shivering, and watched as Simon wrapped his jacket around her as well as the blanket around them.

“This changes nothing, Simon,” she grumbled.

“Wasn’t planning on changing a thing,” he said, and that answer seemed to make her rest her back against his chest.

The stars came out and the sound of crickets echoed through the air. Deena wanted this moment to last forever. Everything was perfect.

“You going back home tonight?” Deena whispered into Sam’s ear, and she nodded.

“Yeah. Gotta get back before the parents but thankfully dinner is in the fridge, and I can avoid them for the evening by locking myself in my room.”

“You could always come back to my place.”

“You have a project to do plus even if you didn’t, I can’t. I’m visiting my grandparents tomorrow for breakfast and the parents would definitely notice my absence,” she said apologetically.

“You’re right. I should focus on school,” Deena said sarcastically, and Sam rested her chin on Deena’s head.

“I know you’ll create an amazing project.”

“You always have so much faith in me.”

“Why shouldn’t I? You’re Deena Johnson, my sarcastic, moody, intelligent girlfriend and I know you can do it.”

Deena’s heart swelled at the word.

Girlfriend.

She cuddled closer to Sam and watched the sky turn fully to deep navy, the lights from the town the only reason it wasn’t pitch black.

Deena knew they’d have to leave in a few minutes so that Sam could be home before her parents. Kate had mentioned she was babysitting that seven which automatically meant Simon would be accompanying her. Deena knew that Josh would probably be at home under a sheet and doing whatever dorky shit he did online, which left her alone to do work in her room.

She shook away those thoughts and decided to focus on how she was in Sam’s arms, feeling warm and with Simon and Kate, who made her stomach ache from laughter. She chose to focus on the sweetness from Sam's kiss on her tongue and the last glimpse of pale yellow before it vanished under the navy sky. She chose to look at the stars and close her eyes to make a wish, and even though she had grown out of the habit that wishes couldn’t come true no matter how hard you believed, she took the chance.

She could choose happiness now and that was all that mattered to her.

~~~

Thank you so much for reading!

These events take place before Sam's parents get divorced (and all the shit hits the fan) and she moves to Sunnyvale hence the Shadyside cheerleading uniform and all of them attending the same high school.

Kate and Simon are 100% my favourite characters and I adore how goofy Simon is. I definitely headcanon Kate as bi and Simon as pan (literally everyone in Fear Street is queer you cannot argue with me on this!) and I adore their friendship throughout Part One hence PLATONIC SOULMATES EVERYONE. Simon seemed to love hugging people and throwing his arm around other people's shoulders so I made in overly affectionate with Kate in this fic.

Not going to lie, I would love to write a part two for this where Deena is reflecting on this moment while visiting Simon and Kate's graves but that might make me sad soooooo...let me know if you guys would want to read some angst lol.

I also really love Ruby Lane and I might write a whole fic about her because she was definitely my favourite killer in the trilogy! Also Alice and Cindy because those girls were gay as hell and I really did think they were going to kiss at one point.

Anyway, thanks for reading and if you liked it, reblogs and likes are appreciated!

Stay safe, vanilla107 xoxo

[ahkaahshi]

jujutsu kaisen x off-duty looks [hcs] pt. 2

characters: inumaki toge, kamo noritoshi, miwa kasumi, fushiguro megumi

genre: freeform

warning(s): probably swearing idk

overview: another analysis of more jjk characters and how they might dress off the clock!

notes: it’s the part 2 that nobody asked for but I made anyway! tagging: my fellow fashion queens @wasabito​, @mi-yams​, and @softkuna​, as well as my fav inumaki stan @inum4ki​, the loml who listens to me rant about how much I love noritoshi (and many, many more) on the daily @ackerhoe​, and my other jjk babies @aloeechan​ and @3rdgymbros​!

PART 1 ⭐︎ you are here ⭐︎ PART 3

INUMAKI TOGE -> limits his vocab but not his range

inumaki is the master of skillful layering. since he can’t express himself verbally he likes to do so with his outfits instead and let his clothes speak for him! he loves experimenting with colors/patterns and textiles by throwing on a silky button up with a chunky knit sweater or wearing a fuzzy turtleneck under a denim jacket. and even though it’s all completely intentional, it never really appears that way, and that’s exactly how he likes it! usually finishes off his look with a pair of chelsea style boots of some description and maybe a beanie to keep his noggin toasty if it’s chilly or if he just feels more like keeping to himself on a given day. he’s like the unspoken fashionista amongst his peers, and maki, panda, and yuuta are often lying in wait, seeing what outfit he steps out in for the day so they can take notes.

featured designers: uniforme paris, ami, isabel marant, aimé leon dore, bottega veneta, staffonly studio 

MIWA KASUMI -> these looks were made for chasing a bag, not a man

miwa is an effortlessly chic vision. she embraces a more androgynous style with baggier silhouettes and more traditionally masculine pieces that she spruces up. she’s very much a fan of wearing button up shirts and trousers, but giving them an edgier twist with utility belts or throwing a graphic tee to contrast the more mature nature of her fits. color is also a fun concept that she enjoys experimenting with and will break up the dark or neutral shades of her outfits with bright yellows, greens, blues, or oranges just because she can. it’s her way of commanding the attention she deserves! and as if her look wasn’t elevated enough already, she literally takes it to the next level with platform boots that are 100% made for stompin on cursed spirits (or anyone who decides they need an ass beating) 😤 nobody else knows aside from mechamaru/koukichi, but miwa and noritoshi often end up having photoshoots together to show off their looks since they can vibe with each other’s similar senses of style. koukichi only knows because he’s the one who takes said photos.

featured designers: margaret howell, virgil abloh/off-white, lemaire, maison margiela, stella mccartney

KAMO NORITOSHI -> people wear just one shirt? couldn’t be him

noritoshi is another king who values movement without restriction! like inumaki, he also enjoys layering, but often with the same silhouette or style, just a different color. the long sleeve under short sleeve trend? he’s all over it and he can work it! he loves a strong color block and, while he often favors more neutral or muted colors, enjoys tossing a shock of something else into the mix, whether it’s in his base layer, top layer, pants, or shoes. the man is a shoe collector and has a secret stash of high end kicks that only miwa knows about (since she wouldn’t leave him alone after witnessing him meeting up with other sneaker collectors to close a deal), so he has no issue with being a little extra in terms of his footwear--and he will be extra. and if that wasn’t enough he just casually accessorizes with some bling, like a chain bracelet or maybe a single ring since he’s edgy like that. he regrets it though when he suddenly has to use his cursed technique and ends up with that metal to knuckle action. does he stop wearing the ring though? no!

featured designers: robert geller, jacquemus, valentino, rick owens

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI -> always cool, never cold

megumi has this power to make any sweater look good (really not surprising given how cute he is), which is great, since they’re about 90% of his wardrobe! like the others, he enjoys an easy, effortless look. the only difference, though, is that his look actually is effortless because he literally doesn’t think about it. he sees a sweater and he wears. he sees comfy silk pants and he wears. he sees shoes that fit his personal aesthetic and don’t hurt his feet and he wears. overall, though, he favors neutral colors and simple silhouettes: a sweater, pants, and running shoes/sneakers are really all he needs to feel complete, as well as a lil crossbody bag or waist pack of some description not because they’re fashionable but because they’re ✨functional✨ of course! he always ends up being the one who carries everyone’s things, especially gojou’s, since he’s basically a child and always needs someone to hold his stuff anyway while he gets into mischief (if nanami’s not there, then the baton is automatically passed to poor gumi), and yuuji and nobara are usually right there with him, so megumi gets stuck with his hands full and his bag overflowing

featured designers: dior, nike, acronym, jacquemus 

[sprinklesofktrash]

Brother Best friend | Juyeon The Boyz

Summary: Friends or not, one of them is willing to risk it all.

Warnings: Sex! Explicit! Dirty talks!

“Y/n, have you finished the homework that we had to do?” Your friend Byeol asks. You stop playing on your phone and made eye contact with her. You shook your head no.

Byeol rolls her eyes, “you know, you should stop playing Among Us and actually do the homework.” You groan, you lost the game. You place down your phone and just stare at the blank screen.

“It won’t due until after the break, I have time” You says. Before Byeol could say anything else, a brown bag was hanging in front of your face. You look at the hand and made your up to see it was your brother and his best friend Juyeon.

“You left without your food, mom asked me to give this to you” He place it on the table.

“Thanks, Young Hoon” You smile, opening the bag to see if your mom packed what you had asked for last night Gilgeori toast. Your brother nods and walk away. You made eye contact with Juyeon who give you a nod but you completely ignore.

“I’d do anything for Juyeon” Byeol mesmerized by his looks. You watch the both of them walk away while other school girls fan girl over them.

“Please not you too” You rolled your eyes.

“Y/n you have a hot brother and plus his best friend is like hot too, I don’t understand why Juyeon don’t turn you on” Byeol finish doing her school work. Maybe because I don’t like him.

“Mom, I’m home!” You took off your shoes and made your way to raid the fridge like always. While getting all the snacks together, you were confused at the quiet home. There’s a small green sticky note on the fridge you read:

‘Your dad and I will be in Daegu to visit your grandma, we’ll be back next week. Enjoy your winter break, we left the credit card in the drawer, use it wisely. Young Hoon, make sure your sister eat well. Y/N, be nice to your brother! Mom and dad love you!’

You didn’t realize your mouth was open. The front door opens to see your brother and Yujeon walking in. They were laughing at something. Your brother walk up to you, closing your mouth and took the sticky note from your hand.

“Ha, I guess I’m babysitting. Juyeon, wanna sleepover?” Your brother asks his best friend.

“Yeah sure” Juyeon spoke.

“I know damn well you’re not talking about babysitting me” you chuckle, eating the grapes. Yujeon grabs one and plop it in his mouth, you have him a death glare it didn’t scare him but he did give you a wink.

“Yeah that’s what I’m saying” Your brother laughs.

“I’m 20!” You groan. Your brother mock you and went to his room.

“See you around y/n” Juyeon messes up your hair. You slap his hand away and fix your hair back.

*Two days later*

Your brother had left to get some food for dinner, you finally got the house to yourself. Juyeon mention to go back to his house to grab clean clothes. You decide to clean your room and clean the kitchen since all of you left it a mess from last night. You might say, your brother and you aren’t the tidy type.

After hours of deep cleaning you decide to go shower. You grab your waterproof speak and hung it in the shower. You didn’t bother locking up the door, since no one was home. You turn on the water, making sure it was warm enough to go in. You strip out of the dirty clothes and place it into the dirty hamper. Once the temperate was warm, you jump right in.

“Touch me, tease me, fill me up” you sang the words to Love Talk by WayV. Finishing up, you wipe down all the water from your body. You apply some lotion and do your beauty routine.

Meanwhile, Juyeon came into the house. Placing his clean clothes down and needing to use the bathroom.

“Maybe he’s in the bathroom” Juyeon might’ve thought. Either way, he needs to pee really badly so he rush to the bathroom.

“Yo Young Hoon, I need to use-“ Without a second thought, Juyeon opens the bathroom door, hitting y/n while opening it. Yujeon, looks on the bathroom floor where you fell down, naked. The both of them gasp, you quickly grabs your towel and cover yourself. Yujeon quickly closes the door from the embarrassment.

“YUJEON! NEXT TIME KNOCK!” You screamed. Juyeon quickly apologized.

“I’m sorry I thought you were Young Hoon!” Juyeon quickly said. He had his eyes close while you tried covering yourself up.

“GET OUT!” You yell at him. Juyeon apologized again and ran towards Young Hoon’s room and closes the door after him. Juyeon’s heart was beating so fast, he might passed out.

You tighten the towel around your chest and splash your face with cold water. You don’t know if it was the humidity in the bathroom that’s making you feel hot or the embarrassment of you brother’s best friend seeing your kitty and bitty for the first time.

Slowly opening the bathroom door, you check both sides to see if Juyeon was gone. Once you notice the coast was clear you ran to your room and lock the door.

You check the time it was only 1 am, you’ve been having a hard time sleeping. You made your way downstairs to the kitchen. You open the fridge to take out milk. While you were here you might as well eat the cookies that was in the pantry. You sat down on the counter and eat quietly.

“You can’t sleep either?” Juyeon whisper as he walk towards the fridge. You rolled your eyes at him, you were still mad about earlier.

“I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean to” he sincerely said. You look closely at him, he was a few feet away but you never look at him this closely.

“It’s fine, I’ll forgive you but Young Hoon can never know” You sternly told him. He zips his lips and toss away the imaginary key.

“You have my words” he says. You watch him grab the milk carton and pour some milk into a glass.

“You drink milk when you can sleep?” You asks him. You watch his well defined arms put back the milk carton and walk how his back is well toned.

“Yeah but I prefer mine warm” He place it into the microwave.

You gag, “I’m sorry that’s just nasty.” You cover your mouth. Juyeon got offended.

“Sorry but warm milk tastes a tad bit better” He defend. It made you laugh a bit.

“Milk is meant to be drink cold” You finish your cold milk and jump off the counter and place your glass in the sink.

“I assume you’ll wash your glass,” You tried to walk past Juyeon but his tall height is blocking you. You didn’t realize he was THIS tall. You only see him from afar or whenever your sitting down. Yujeon move aside to let you pass.

“Wash mine too” you turn your head to let him know and continue to walk to your room. Juyeon laughs.

When you got to your room, you turn on your tv and catch up on your Anime. Currently you’re watching Demon Slayer, it was your first time and you absolutely in love with it.

Walking back to Young Hoon’s room, before Juyeon could go in he heard laughter coming from your room. Part of him want to stay in the dark in Young Hoon’s room and part of him want to enjoy your company. He finds his way to your room. He knocks on the door and opens it slowly.

“Can I join?” Juyeon asks, you thought about it but you let him in either way. He closes the door and made his way to sit on your bed.

The both of you watch the anime together, laughing at the parts that were funny. It’s a good thing that Young Hoon is a deep sleeper or else he would’ve yell at the both of you.

Your back starting to hurt so you decide to lay down. To Juyeon suprise, He watches you lay your head down on his lap. “Your thighs look comfy, if you feel uncomfortable just let me know” you told Juyeon. You felt his tension the moment you lay your head on him.

“It’s okay” Juyeon gulped. Juyeon couldn’t pay attention to the show he kept glancing at your body, he didn’t realized that you have an amazing body. Underneath the school uniform, lie a perfect body.

Juyeon eyes laid on your toned legs and made its way up to your shorts. Juyeon started getting sweaty and feels weird of thinking this way. ‘She is your best friend’s little sister! How dare you!’ Juyeon yells in his head. He felt his member getting hard and he felt more embarrassed since your head was on him.

“Uh-“ Juyeon softly move your head and got up. He didn’t face you because he was embarrassed.

“Are you okay?” You asked him. Juyeon didn’t answer. You got up and stand behind his tall frame. You touch his tone back, “hey” you call him softly.

“Yeah, I’m just- I’m just hot right now” Yujeon gulped, still facing the wall.

You smirk, “Juyeon, you’ve seen me naked before...” you rub his back, waiting for him to turn around.

“I’m sure you want to see me naked again” You made him turn around. You look down to see his growing bulge. You smirk and close the gap between the two of you.

“Am I right?” You whisper in his ear. Juyeon nodded.

“What are you going to do about it?” You look up at Juyeon, waiting for him to make his move. Juyeon grabs your waist and wrap his hand around your neck and lay you down on your bed. He’s on top straddling you.

“I’m going to fuck that little pussy of yours” He whispers in your ear. You smirk and slams your lips into his. You can’t believe you’re about to fuck your brother’s best friend.

While your lips dances with his, you use your hands to help strip him out of his clothes as he did the same with you. He kisses your neck and your chest, sucking on your nipples. When he was about to go down on you, you stop him.

“Fuck that, I wanna feel your dick inside of me” You whispered. Juyeon smirk, he grabs the tv remote and turn up the volume. He locks the bedroom door and went back to you. He jerks his dick while getting on position. You play with your pussy while watching him jerk his dick.

“Hmm, I’ve never thought you’d be the freaky type” Juyeon said.

“There’s a lot of things you don’t know about me” You bite your lips. Juyeon smirk and flip you over. Took you by surprise, he spreads your legs apart, getting into doggy position.

“My fav” you smirk. Juyeon spit on your pussy, rubbing it all over your pussy. You moan, Juyeon grabs you by the neck and pull you against him. He made you look at him, “if we do this, you can’t be loud” He says.

“I won’t” You assure him. With that, he insert his length into you. You fall down on your bed, covering your mouth with a pillow as he thrust every inch into you.

“You know how to get low princess” He slaps your ass, causing you to moan. Luckily, when he slaps your ass the sound from the show was loud enough to cover it.

“Fuck, your dick is so fucking big, filling me in so good” You told him, gripping the bedsheet tightly from all the pleasure he’s giving you.

Juyeon leans down to your ear, making him go in deeper. He closes your mouth because he knows you’re going to moan loudly.

“You fucking like this dick huh?” Juyeon whisper, you close your eyes and nod. You kiss Juyeon so you won’t moan any louder. While you got Juyeon into the kiss, you flip the both of you over. You got on top of him, slip his dick right back in and begin to ride him.

“Holy fuck!” Juyeon moan, closing his eyes as he felt every inside of you. He grabs your hip and begin to aggressively push you lower and make you move back and forth.

“Fucckk!” You tilt your head back in euphoria. You use his thigh to prevent you from falling backwards as you ride him deeper and slower. Juyeon moans which made you turn own. You lean down to his ear and whisper “shush, if my brother caught us. We’re fucked” You smirk. Juyeon didn’t pay attention, he’s enjoying the moment. You begin to twerk on his dick, teasing him every now and then.

“Fuck, I’m going to cum” Juyeon grabs your hip one more time and did the same thing as he did before.

“Cum inside this pussy” you moan as he move your hip faster and faster until he hit the g-spot which made you lose it. The both of you came together, you lay your sweaty body against his sweaty body.

The both of you lay there, exhausted. All you could hear the anime playing and the sound of the both of you breathing. You grab your shirt that was laying on the edge of the bed and wipe the cum on Juyeon’s dick.

“I’ll do it” he insist, you just hush him with your finger and clean yourself. You lay down right next to him, slowly getting tired.

“I missed Demon Slayer because of you” You told him. Juyeon laughs as he grab the blanket and cover your naked body so you won’t get cold.

“You can always go back” Juyeon remove the few hair strains back. He turns off the tv and lay right next to you. The both of you soon slowly drift away in a deep sleep.

Few days had past, winter break was over. You are now back in reality in school. You haven’t told Byeol because she has a loud mouth, you tell her something she goes and tell somebody else. You can’t trust her with this information yet.

You left the study session to use the bathroom. Quietly exiting out, you made your way down the hall when someone grabs your hand and before you could make any noises you were pulled into a dark closet.

“I’ve missed you” The voice sound so familiar and the smell. It was Juyeon. You slaps his arm. He turns on the closet room light. You look up at him who was smiling.

“You’re pussy whipped aren’t you” you smirk. Juyeon rolls his eyes, “maybe” he grabs your chin to give you a kiss.

The next day the both of you had sex, Young Hoon luckily didn’t notice anything strange. Juyeon sneak back into your brother’s room before he woke up. You fell asleep after he left. After that night, you kept your distance with him, few glances here and there. He had to go back to his house two days before the break ended. That kind of broke off the tension between the two of you.

“My brother cannot know about us” You told him. Juyeon smile soon fade.

“Why?” He asks. You gave him a weird look.

“You’re his best friend and I’m his sister. He would beat your ass to find out we fucked” You explains.

“What if I want to make this work?” You grabs your hand and entwined your fingers with his. You look at him who look so sincere by what he says. Then your brother came into your mind. You remove your hand from his, “no.” You open the closet door and walk back to your class. There was a feeling inside of you that made you feel bad for leaving Juyeon in the closet like that.

“Where are you going?” your brother stops you. You look at him and Juyeon who was playing COD before your brother interrupt the game by pausing it.

“Out?” You told your brother.

“Wearing that?” Your brother looks down. You were wearing a lose plaid skirt with a crop top sweater, knee high socks and your boots.

“I look good don’t I?” You smirk, flattening your outfit.

“Hmm...you got your pepper spray?” Your brother asks. You grab the pepperspray from your bag and showed it to him. He give you a thumbs up and you went to go to the karaoke with Byeol and some friends.

“Dude, you let her go out like that?” Juyeon slaps his best friend’s head.

“She said she looks good, you got always hype the girl” Young Hoon shrug and unpaused the game. Juyeon had many different scenerios playing in his head he wasn’t too focused on the game. 

“Where’s my brother?!” You drunkily asks Juyeon as he help you take off your shoes. You came back from the karaoke drunk.

“He left to work” Juyeon answers. He picks you up, carry you like a bridal up the stairs to your room. He lay you on your bed, help you take off your bra so you would feel more comfortable.

“Who are you?!” You drunkily asks, feeling Juyeon face.

“Juyeon, y/n” he sigh. He didn’t expect you to come home drunk like this.

“Juyeon! Hehe, the way you fucked me was so good. Not even my ex fuck me that good. Changmin too soft, I like my man rough and sexy...just like you” You grab Juyeon’s face and kiss the corner of his lips. Juyeon shake his head and wrap the blanket over your body.

“Go to sleep, it’ll be bad if your brother sees you like this” Juyeon pat your blanket.

“Juyeon, I gotta tell you a secret...don’t tell Juyeon” You sit up so you could tell him the secret, “I really like Juyeon but the thing keeping us apart is my brother. I don’t want him to lose a best friend. Juyeon is literally like a brother to my brother. He’s like that annoying dog who follows their owners around. Juyeon has a pretty face. Not to mention those lips of his, I wanna kiss it all the time. His eyes look so mean but he’s a big softie. I’d never thought I would fall in love with him not because of the sex or even his pretty face, I fell in love because, because...” you start dozing off.

Juyeon wanted to hear what you had to say but then he heard you started snoring he laughs. Juyeon can’t believe what he’s hearing from you, your honest thoughts about him. It made him smile. He kisses your forehead and turn off the light so you could sleep.

It’s been a month since the whole sleeping with each other had happened. Although you both promise no more, things just happen. From being strangers to hooking up behind your brother. You both tried not to make the hook ups with feels attached but you both cannot resist the feelings deep inside of you.

So you decided to give Juyeon a chance at dating. Of course you both kept it lowkey and haven’t told anyone. When the time is right and when things gets serious you’ll be the one to tell your brother.

“Open your mouth” Juyeon hold the ice cream waiting for you to open your mouth. You felt your cheeks getting red but you listen anyways.

“Hey, what are you thinking?” Juyeon caress your cheek.

You shook your head, “nothing I just can’t believe we’re doing this” you giggle. Juyeon entwined your fingers with his and rub it, reassuring you.

“We’re giving it a try, if it doesn’t work out, we can still be friends” Juyeon smiles, you felt like the tone in Juyeon’s voice was hurt but he didn’t want to show it.

“Come on, I want to show you something” You grab Juyeon’s hand and lead the way.

“Where are we going?” Juyeon whisper as you both enter and abandon building. You hush him. Once you get to the roof top, you let go of his hand as he wanders around. You turn on the neon lights and some other fairy lights. He gasp as he saw the place.

“This is amazing” he said in awe. You smile and push him softly by the edge of the rooftop.

“This is beautiful” you told him, his eyes catches Seoul’s night lights. You’ve always come here whenever you get tired of school and just wanted a lonely place to hang out. Your friends showed you this place but they haven’t come for a while so you made it your place.

“I come here to release some stress” you told Juyeon softly. The both of you watch the view of the city in silent.

“Seoul’s night is like New York City night. ‘The city that never sleeps’” you let out a smile and breathe the fresh winter air.

Juyeon leans down to kiss your lips, caught you by suprise at first but wrap your arm around his neck to deepen the kiss. The kiss was soft yet gentle. You never felt this way for a while. It felt great.

“Don’t get any dirty thoughts now” You playfully said. Juyeon laughs as he weak his arms around your waist.

“That’s for later though, let’s enjoy this view” he says. You both watch the dark, cold night in silent. With the both of you holding each other, keeping each other warm.

“I love this” You close your eyes as Juyeon’s warm breath tickle your neck.

“I’m going to tell Young Hoon about us” Juyeon broke the silence. You quickly turn around, Juyeon gave you a sad look.

“W-why?” You stutter. Panic started rushing in but Juyeon grab your hands and reassure you.

“Because I love you and I’m tired about being in the dark with my best friend. He’s starting to get suspicious and I can’t come up with excuses anymore” You look at him in awe.

“You love me?” You asks him. Juyeon nod.

“I am so fucking in love with you y/n and I cannot get you out of my mind” Juyeon says. Tears fell down your cheeks as you ran up to give him a kiss.

“I want to be the one to tell him, okay? You get choked up easily” You told him.

“I do?” He asks, you let out a soft laugh and nodded.

“You do” The both of you laugh in silent. The night just got better.

“Are you ready?” Juyeon asks. You can’t stop fiddling with the hem of your shirt. Juyeon hold your hands to assure you that everything will be okay.

“I could be the one to tell him” Juyeon asks but you completely shook your head no. You take a deep breath and let it out. You watch your brother come to where you guys were sitting, you let go of Juyeon’s hand and wave at your brother.

“Young Hoon!” You smile as your brother save back and sat in front of you.

“What’s going on?” Young Hoon asks with a serious face. He took a sip of your drink, which he spit it back out because it was too bitter for him.

“I WANT A DOG” You blurred it out. Your brother chuckles and fix the way he sits.

“You made me come here to just tell me you want a dog?” Your brother asks. You sigh and shook your head no.

“Juyeon and I have to tell you something?” You say. Your brother looks at you and Juyeon, you both were intimidated by his presence.

“We’re dating and even if you don’t approve we won’t stop seeing each other” you blurred it out. You were too nervous to do this but all you hear is a laugh from your brother.

“It took you guys a month to come clean?” He laughs and took another sip of your drink but made a funny face.

“What?” You and Juyeon asks.

“I kind of know you both were seeing each other and not to mention you both having sex when I was sleeping during winter break” Your brother exposed you. Both of your cheeks got red and you glance over at Juyeon who was also red.

“Y/n just know by turning up the volume of your tv that doesn’t mean I couldn’t hear you. I was up even before the two of you went to do the dirty things. I heard your conversations in the kitchen” Your brother explains. You his Juyeon’s shoulder and told him turning up the volume won’t work.

“All I’m going to say is, I’m okay with the two of you dating. Juyeon your my best friend and I trust you with my little sister’s life. It’s better for her to date you rather than her dating a low life” Your brother shade your ex. You kick him in the shin but you went up to him and hug him.

“Thank you Young Hoon, I love you!” You kiss your brother’s cheek. He pushes you away and wipe all the kisses away. He took another sip of your drink but also get the same impression.

“Seriously what is this?” He looks at the mysterious drink.

“If you hate why drink it?” Juyeon asks, you agree with him.

“I’m fascinated” He says and drink more. You all laugh. The tension in the air felt so much better. This is what you wanted.

[contre-qui]

Tag 9 people to learn about their interests.

I was tagged by: @just-a-cup-of-anxietea (I'm sure you already knew, but this just really highlights how indecisive I am!)

MUSIC

Fave genre? Pop rock/pop punk usually (but a little bit of everything)

Fave artist? It's hard to pick one but I really love Patrick Wolf and Dolly Parton

Fave song? Again so hard to pick but probably "The Magic Position" by Patrick Wolf

Most listened song recently? "Coming Home" by Leon Bridges

Song currently stuck in your head? "Rhiannon" by Fleetwood Mac and "Vengo Dalla Luna" by Måneskin

5 fave lyrics? (Why is this so hard???)

Hear the Salvation Army band./Down by the riverside/Bound to be a better ride/Than what/you've got planned./Carry your gun in your hand./Look around,/Leaves are brown,/And the sky is a hazy shade of winter. ("Hazy Shade of Winter" - yes the Gerard Way/Ray Toro version from Umbrella Academy let me live)

I hear her voice in the mornin' hour, she calls me/The radio reminds me of my home far away/Drivin' down the road, I get a feelin'/That I should've been home yesterday ("Take Me Home, Country Roads" by John Denver)

If the children don't grow up,/Our bodies get bigger but our hearts get torn up./We're just a million little gods causin' rain storms, turnin' every good thing to/Rust.I guess we'll just have to adjust ("Wake Up" by Arcade Fire)

Just beyond your limits/Find the new frontier/I live in the darkness/It's dark in here ("Dark In Here" by The Mountain Goats)

radio or your own playlist | solo artists or bands | pop or indie | loud or silent volume I slow or fast songs | music video or lyrics video | speakers or headset | riding a bus in silence or while listening to music | driving in silence or with radio on

BOOKS

Fav book genre? Sci fi/fantasy

Fave writer? Neil Gaiman, Audre Lorde, Ray Bradbury, Lev Grossman, Markus Zusak, Mary Shelley, and probably more but that would take a long list

Fave book? I simply cannot pick a favorite. But a selection includes: Zami: A New Spelling of My Name by Audre Lorde, American Gods by Neil Gaiman, The Martian Chronicles by Ray Bradbury, The Magicians by Lev Grossman, Wicked by Gregory Maguire, An Unkindness of Ghosts by Rivers Solomon, and the list goes on and on and on

Fave book series? The Magicians Trilogy by Lev Grossman

Comfort book? The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman

Rainy day book? Probably poetry actually

Fave characters? Julia Wicker from The Magicians, Elphaba Thropp from Wicked, Crowley from Good Omens... Probably some others but I don't really imprint on book characters as much as I do on the books themselves.

5 quotes from your fave books?

"Aye. You gender-malcontent. You otherling," she said [...]. "Me too. I am a boy and a girl and a witch all wrapped into one strange, flimsy, indecisive body. Do you think my body couldn't decide what it wanted to be?"

"I think it doesn't matter because we get to decide what our bodies are or are not, " he answered.

[...] "Is that so? Then I am magic. I say it, therefore it is true," she said. (An Unkindness of Ghosts by Rivers Solomon)

[...] for each of us encounters the Lady on the Grey at the end of our days, and there is no forgetting her. (The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman)

Most people are blind to magic. They move through a blank and empty world. They’re bored with their lives, and there’s nothing they can do about it. They’re eaten alive by longing, and they’re dead before they die. (The Magicians by Lev Grossman)

He lingered at the door, and said, "The Lion wants courage, the Tin Man a heart, and the Scarecrow brains. Dorothy wants to go home. What do you want?" [...]

She couldn't say forgiveness, not to Liir. She started to say "a soldier," to make fun of his mooning affections over the guys in uniform. But realizing even as she said it that he would be hurt, she caught herself halfway, and in the end what came out of her mouth surprised them both.

She said, "A soul-" (Wicked by Gregory Maguire)

Night after night we had talked until dawn in this room about language and poetry and love and the good conduct of living. Yet we were strangers. (Zami: A New Spelling of My Name by Audre Lorde)

hardcover or paperback | buy or rent | standalone novels or book series | ebook or physical copy | reading at night or during the day | reading at home or in nature | listening to music while reading or reading in silence | reading in order or reading the ending first | reliable or unreliable narrator | realism or fantasy | one or multiple POVS | judging by the covers or by the summary | rereading or reading just once

TV AND MOVIES

Fave tv/movie genre? Sci fi/fantasy and comedy

Fave movie? Lord of the Rings or Terry Pratchett's The Hogfather

Comfort movie? The Dark Crystal, The Parent Trap (1998), The Neverending Story, Legally Blonde, The Princess Diaries, The Hunchback of Notre Dame, The Last Unicorn

Movie you watch every year? Hocus Pocus, The Hogfather, Lord of the Rings (the whole trilogy), and The Muppets' A Christmas Carol

Fave tv show? Doctor Who (earlier reboot seasons specifically)

Comfort tv show? The IT Crowd

Most rewatched tv show? Doctor Who

5 fave characters? Donna Noble (Doctor Who), Chidi Anagonye (The Good Place), Maurice Moss (IT Crowd), Eliot Waugh (The Magicians [the show]), and Susan (The Hogfather)

tv shows or movie | short seasons (8-13 episodes) or full seasons (22 episodes or more) | one episode a week or bingeing | one season or multiple seasons | one part or saga | half hour or one hour long episodes | subtitles on or off | rewatching or watching just once | downloads or watches online

Tagging (no pressure!): @nr-studies @mymessystudyblr @magnusacademia and anyone else who'd like to do this!

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Hey I love you so much! Um... Do you know any fics where Sherlock talks really dirty to john? That's my fav kink lmao

Hey Nonny!!!

Ahhh this is a fun request LOL LOL!! Ahhhhhh Honestly I think I have more John-to-Sherlock than vice versa, but I’ve never done a Dirty Talk list before so I hope you’ll accept this as a peace offering and give you everything I have tagged with Dirty Talk! It’s certainly not all I have, but it’s a start as I re-tag fics :)<3 If any of my lovelies have any that meets Nonny’s criteria, please do share!!!!

DIRTY TALK

See also: Johnlock Dirty Talk (Alexx)

Husband by jinglebell (E, 2,003 w., 1 Ch. || Est. Rel., PWP, Anal, Multiple Orgasms, Fluff, Toplock) – Sherlock orgasms when John refers to him as 'husband'.

Perfect Solo by Itsallfine (E, 2,384 w., 1 Ch. || PWP, Solo Kink, Fantasy, Pining, Dirty Talk, Sex Toys) – Sherlock couldn’t decide how he wanted to have John that night. (The one where Sherlock uses his box of sex toys to take himself apart in every way John might have him.)

There's Something Living in These Lines by teahigh (orphan_account) (M, 4,676 w., 1 Ch. || Mutual Pining, Love Letters, Angst, Mutual Pining, UST / URT, Dirty Talk) – Two men, complete opposites in almost every way, who speak only in letters and pages torn from books.

Sherlock and John Go Clubbing by wendymarlowe (E, 4,716 w., 3 Ch. || Clubbing, Dirty Talk, Dancing, Coming Untouched, Coming in Pants, Bi John, For a Case, Friends to Lovers, Flirting, Sherlock is Lost for Words, Sexy John, Mutual Pining, Possessive John, Floor Sex/Hand Job/Frottage) – John pinched the bridge of his nose - even for Sherlock, this was a new level of no bloody boundaries. “You want me to go with you to a gay club, wait around twiddling my thumbs while I let you get pawed by a criminal, then out-flirt him and talk you into coming home with me instead?” Part 32 of John and Sherlock's Kinky First Times

Linger by queenoftrivia (E, 4,879 w., 1 Ch. || Lingerie, Fluff and Smut, BJ / HJ, Switchlock, Sherlock in Lingerie, Come Play, Dirty Talk, Anal Fingering, Anal/Oral, Implied Shower Sex, Neck Kissing) – Sherlock decides to surprise John after a somewhat stressful day at work.

Talk by illwick (E, 6,364 w., 1 Ch. || Dirty Talk, John’s Giant Junk, PWP, Light BDSM, Size Kink, Oral / Anal, Rough Sex, Dirty Talk, Established Rel.) – Sherlock was never much for dirty talk... until an unexpected visit yields unexpected results. Part 20 of Unwind

Sherlock’s Laboratory, Episode 1: Romance by berlynn_wohl (E, 6,900 w., 1 Ch. || Clones, Sci-Fi AU, Clone Sex, Foursome, Double Penetration) – “John, this isn’t one of your science fiction programmes. This is reality.“ Part 1 of Sherlock’s Laboratory

Onomatopoeia by aquabelacqua (M, 6,904 w., 1 Ch. || First Time/Kiss, Frottage, Dirty Talk, Domestics, Word Kink, POV Sherlock, Dry Humping / Sex, Chair Sex, Hair Pulling, Lazy Mornings, Hand Jobs, Friends to Lovers) – Something is the matter with John. Sherlock is determined to figure out what it is. Mark his words.

Full Disclosure by Itsallfine (E, 7,032 w., 1 Ch. || Bars & Pubs, Fake Relationship, First Kiss / Time, Love Confessions, John’s Army Mates, Three Continents Watson, Semi-Public Sex) – John’s army mates get together for the first time post-discharge and invite John “Three Continents” Watson to join them. If John shows up alone, he knows he’ll be the object of non-stop ridicule all night. Sherlock plays along. John tests the waters.

A Brand of Gold by aquabelacqua (M, 12,757 w., 1 Ch. || Mutual Pining, POV John, Phone Sex, Texting, Masturbation, Long Distance, Drunk Texting) – What am I doing? he wondered. The answer came back at once: Flirting. He let the vital, missing piece snap into place as surely and as cleanly as if it had always been there. He was flirting with Sherlock Holmes.

And if you say the word, I could stay with you by CaitlinFairchild (E, 12,842 w., 1 Ch. || Domestic Fluff, BottomJohn / Topping from the Bottom, Fluff and Romance, Dirty Talk, Proposals) – What Sherlock thinks is, On the day I die, be it in a dirty alley at forty or in my bed at eighty, the last thing I will remember is tonight, the way you looked at at me on the snowy pavement, cheeks pink with the cold, breath puffing in frosty white clouds, your heart in your eyes and snowflakes in your hair. I will remember that single perfect moment in my life, that moment I knew I had everything I ever wanted, and whatever happens next, I will die content. What he says is simply, "Marry me."

Better Than One by Innerspace (E, 14,760 w. 1 Ch. || Threesome, Self-cest / Clone Sex, First Time, BJ’s, Power Play, Slight Dub-Con) – Sherlock creates a clone and discovers things about himself and John he never imagined. John is just along for the ride, so to speak.

Traitor's Gate by roane (E, 17,714 w., 6 Ch. || Post-TRF, Case Fic, Mystery, Bets and Wagers, Undercover for a Case, BAMF John, Scientist Sherlock, Teasing, Established Relationship, Military Base, Sexting/Texting, Military/Uniform Kink, Frottage, Dirty Sex, Anal, Bottomlock) – John and Sherlock go undercover at a top secret government lab to find out who is selling research. John is back in uniform and Sherlock is back in a laboratory, but they have to pose as strangers. Sherlock thinks he'll have an easy time of it, but John has his doubts. It's up to them to find out who is responsible for putting a dangerous weapon in the wrong hands, and try to keep their hands off each other at the same time.

A Cure For Boredom by emmagrant01 (E, 81,665 w., 8 Ch. || Dirty Talk, Threesomes, Light Dom/Sub, Sex Club, Experiments, Anal, Mildly Dubious Consent) – They’d never talked about sex in the year they’d known each other. Well, that wasn’t quite correct: Sherlock had never said a word about sex; John had bemoaned his personal dearth of it on many occasions.

A Study in Winning by Jupiter_Ash (E, 106,658 w., 11 Ch. || Tennis AU || John POV, Dirty Talk, Mutual Pining, Misunderstandings, Happy Ending, Sherlock Speaks French, Switchlock, Wimbledon) – John and Sherlock are professional tennis players and it’s Wimbledon. One is a broken almost was at the end of his career, the other an arrogant rising star tipped for greatness. It should have been a straightforward tournament. It really should have been. How were they to know that a chance encounter would change everything? Part 1 of Tennis

[tellywoodtrash]

immj2 16.11.20 lb

chanchal interrogating ishani, ki did riddhima spill about what happened that day. ishani like no dice, but imma beat it outta her so help me goddddd.

aryan coming throwing shit around. coz vansh has left everything in his will to dadi. thank fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkk. none of you snakes are worth 5000 cr. i mean, ishani is, but idk, maybe not that whole amount at once.

ishani is like THANK THE LORD, VANSH HAD AT LEAST ONE WORKING BRAIN CELL. “kahin uss riddhima ko nominee banaa dete, toh humaare sar par chadhke tandav karti woh.” snort.

chanchal telling aryan ki “vansh ke baad saara business toh tuney hi sambhaalna haina”, and lmaoooooooooooooooooooooooo ishani’s face:

i honestly love her the most. MAKE HER THE NEW KING OF THIS EMPIREEEEEEEEEEE. SHE DESERVESSSSSSS IT.

ishani saunters off and chanchal is telling aryan ki anyway dadi ke haath laga hai sab, she’ll write it all to you; coz siya is in a coma, who knows when the fuck she’ll wake up, and ishani is walking talking TNT ka khaaaaan, that’ll blow up any second now. tujhe hi sab milna hai. lol bohut hi zyaada khushfehmi. can’t waitttttt for vihaan (whether he turns out to be vansh or not.......) to come show them thenga.

some parcel came outta nowhere for mummyji and it’s filled with all the stuff of her “long lost son who got kidnapped”. veryyyyyyyy conveniently opened by riddhima.

mummy has started filmfare nom-worthy performance on discovering the relics.

there’s a letter too! basically says i kidnapped your kid for money, but when you didn’t pay up, i threw him in a river. i’m confessing all this coz i’m now dying of cancer and want redemption. sounds to me like someone watched both ‘the prince of egypt’ and ‘badlapur’ in one day and did a mashup of those stories to write this letter.

watch out meryl, viola, jodie.......... mummy has gone beyond filmfare and is now doing OSCAR worthy performance about how she keeps losing kids.

lmao i am aryan, watching this nautanki:

mummy like it’s all coz i neverrrrrrrrrrrr accepted riddhima as a motherrrrrrrrrrr, mujhe maaaf kar dooooo.

of course riddhima’s dumb ass forgave her. god, this chick just tooo easy to scam.

someone’s come to say “final goodbye”. coz he’s taken a transfer. sure.

lmao riddhima is the biggest mood when dealing with an ex who just won’t leave you the fuck alone.

is it just me or has his hair become more........... vansh-y??? like, height-wise.

blah blah he wants to apologize to everyone........... for what exactly? he said he was just doing his job, why to say sorry for that??

lmao ishani has appeared and is ready to kick kabir’s ass. omfg i think this might be my new fav dynamic of this show, ishani v/s kabirrrrrrrrrrr.

RIDDHIMA DOING NOTHING TO STOP HER ALSO, LMAOOOOOO

whole family has appeared and he’s like sorry kehne aaya tha and all and THENNNNNNNNNNN....... NAZAR PADI ON THE TABLE FULL OF ARTIFACTS.

 anupriya like don’t touch my son’s shit and........

“yeh sab mere hain!!!!!!!!!”

hahahahahahahhahahahaha ishani is truly my absolute favourite character of this show from now on.

“maaaaaaaaaaaa?????? iska matlab aap meri maa hain??????” lol bohut hi bhadddda actingggg.

riddhima agrees with ishani.

kabir narrates exact story mummy did like 5 min back.

he’s giving proof ki i know the collar of this uniform has a K behind it and everyone’s shockedddddddddd ki oh god yet another middle class orphan is gonna make their way here

wow the terrible acting from mummy and beta is just.......... peak today. i can’t take it.

my question is, kabir has come to this house and seen anupriya a million times before, it never clicked for him then????? anupriya looks to be baaaarely in her 40s, she wouldn’t have looked much different when she was younger. why didn’t he recognize her then. SOMEONE USE YOUR BRAIN AND ASK HIM THAT. ISHANI, ARYAN, SOMEONE?!!!?!?!

ok ishani didn’t ask that but she’s like that kid was thrown into a river, i’m pretty sure he’s dead. and kabir doing extra naatak ki yes, i was thrown into the river but a policewaala saved me and raised me and that’s why i’m police now.

ugh itnaaa sasta acting lol.

high time this pinky and the brain team up and take the rest of these fuckers downnnnnnnn.

lmao riddhima is soooooooooooooo angry rn. she didn’t even get this mad when her fucking husband paralysed her. that’s just how much petty hatred male exes deserve. the fact that that their bitch ass is even alive and wasting oxygen on the damn planet is fucking unacceptable.

OMFG MUMMY BETA ARE LEGIT WHISPERING INTO EACH OTHER’S EARS WHILE HUGGING, GIVING SHABAASHI ABOUT THIS BRILLIANT PLAN. IN FRONT OF EVERYONE. SERIOUSLY, YOU COULDN’T WAIT TILL YOU WERE ALONE???????????????????/

“kamaaaaal ki acting, KAMAAAAL KI ACTING!” lmaoooooooooooo honestly, this show would be fucking unwatchable if not for vishal cheesing it up in every other scene and making it so damn hilarious. kabir played by anyone else would never be this likable. his dialogue delivery of these lines is just A+

lmao he’s hamming some more about how he’s been searching for his mom allllll his life and today he’s leaving the city and finally found her.

LITERALLY EVERYONE ELSE AROUND THEM HAS A FACE LIKE SOMETHING WITH 8+ LEGS CRAWLED ACROSS THEIR DINNER PLATE. IT’S SO HILARIOUSSSSSSSS.

he’s like mom, come with me, and she’s like “tum yehi ruk jao!” and omfggggggg the reactionsssssssssssss:

“ab yeh bhi yaheen rahega?????” alkjdsalkjdlaskjdlaskj chanchal’s no filter ways really come in handy sometimes.

kabir’s like no no mom will come with me. starts leading her out and dadi is like no anupriya is a part of this family and will not leave. and if you can live here in this house................... riddhima will decide that. lmao this should work out well.

kabir trying to jedi mind trick her.

even ishani is pleading in her mind, please riddhima no kehnaaaaa. aaaaaand....

“haan.” great.

big mood.

lmao booooooo, the amount of shit you get away with just coz you’re so stinkin’ cute. you’re exactly like my asshole cat son. just worming your way into my heart by the power of your adorable faces, you absolute bastardssssssss.

oh of course. she had this conversation with vansh, about if mummy ever found her son, he’d like to welcome him into this family as his brother. sentiment mein aakar haan keh diya. BITCH HE DIDN’T KNOW THAT IT WAS GONNA TURN OUT TO BE YOUR EX WHO WAS HAATH DHOKE BEHIND HIS GODDAMN LIFE. IF HE DID, HE WOULDN’T HAVE THOUGHT TWICE BEFORE PULLING THAT UGLYASS GOLDEN GUN ON HIM AND SHOOTING HIM BETWEEN THE EYES.

this is a sweet scene and all but dude how the fuck am i supposed to overlook the fucking ugly beetlejuice suit. if i never have to see this godforsaken garment ever again, it’d still be too soon.

also jesus, were you a goddamn kid just 10 years ago, COZ HOW ELSE THE FUCK DO YOU HAVE A MINION WATERBOTTLE FROM YOUR CHILDHOOD?!!?!?!?!! OH GOD YOU GUYS, IS VANSH JUST 19 YEARS OLD OR SOME SHIT, AND THE BEARD AND THE VOICE THREW US OFF INTO THINKING HE’S 30?!?!?!?!?!!?! OH MY GOD, I FEEL LIKE A PEDO NOW. 28 IS MY LIMIT ON HOW YOUNG I’LL GO FOR WHEN I LUST AFTER SOMEONE.

anyway i’m fwding this scene so that my mind won’t dwell on these horrible possibilities. and that horrible fucking outfit.

lmao riddhima is like kaash tum yahaan hote, tum bhi yehi karte. snort, okaaaay sis.

“tumhari riddhima hoon main. aur hamesha wohi karoongi, jo agar tum hote toh karte.” ok everybody start monitoring your drinks from now on. pata nahi kab kya mila de yeh madam vansh 2.0.

ishani is, how you say................ LOSING IT.

ahahahahahahahahahaha aryan, who's going to town on the punching bag, is like i already picture him here, hence the vigorous mid-day cardio.

“mera toh mann kar raha hai ki main 2-4 jamaa ke aaoon. kabir ko nahi, uss riddhima ko!!!!!!!!” The Biggest Mood, Ever.

“pehle woh bhai ki tarah sochna toh seekh le?!?!?!?” bhai ki tarah chodo, pehle BAS SOCHNA HI SEEKH LE, WOHI BOHUT HAI.

ishani like i’m sureeeeeeeee kabir found out the story about mom’s missing son and now that vansh isn’t here, wormed his way into the house. PRESENTING TO YOU, THE ONLY ONE WITH A BRAIN IN THIS HOUSEEEEEEEEEEE. THE FACT THAT VANSH SLEPT ON HER AS A FUCKING PILLAR TO THIS HOUSE IS FUCKING RUDE.

“yeh sab kuch hua hai uss stuuuuupid riddhima ki wajah se!” that’s what they should call the show.

ew kabir is in riddhima’s room and getting all touchy and LIKE BACK THE FUCK OFF MAN. SERIOUSLY, YOU GOT WHAT YOU WANTED, NOW GO HANG OUT WITH YOUR MOM ALL DAY LONG, INSTEAD OF ACTING SKEEZY.

yeah riddhima pretty much told him that. threw in some more shit about how she’ll hate him till she dies, coz he’s the reason vansh died.

he doesn’t look happy about that. this fucker still wants herrrrrrr. ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. kabir yaaaaaaaaaaaaar, you can do so much bettterrrrrrrrrrr. get yourself an hot evil shawty with 4+ brain cells dude!

she’s dragging him out. nice.

kabir still talking and she’s like do i literally have to kick your ass out?????? damn girl, there’s the spine i like to see.

askljdaslkjslkdjlaskdjlaskdj he’s like main bhi vansh jaisa hoon, iss ghar ka beta hoon. lmao good you said this in front of riddhima and not ishani, warna ***** phaad ke tumhare haath mein de deti.

riddhima also handing it to him, but verbally. but it’s lameass shit like no you’ll never be like vansh, not in 7 janam. like, ok i get she’s really mad at him for what happened, but i don’t get what’s this sudden hatred of his personality?????? she doesn’t know the whole truth and abhi se itni nafrat??? based on what????? 

lmao he muttered “woh toh waqt hi batayega” as he was leaving and she’s like BITCH WHAT YOU SAY?!?!?!?!?!?!

hee hee hee hee. i loveeeeeee when he makes his exasperated faces.

some more sweet talk about how she’ll see his intentions aren’t bad at all, and she’s like justttttttttt gtfo my room man.

"kahin kabir ko yahaan rehne ki permission dekar kuch galat toh nahi kar diya???” LMAO YA THINK?????????????????????/

haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaye. finally. aankhein taras gayi thi.

bro refusing more shady work coz “abhi mere paas chote-mote kaamon ke liye time nahi hai. kuch bada plan kar raha hoon.”

mmmmmmmmmmmm baby what that mouth do??????

“vansh ki body ka toh main antim-sanskaar main kar chuka hoon.” ohohohohohohohoho symbolism samajhhh rahe ho aap loggggg???? new identity, who disssssssss waala scene hai.

“riddhima vansh rai singhania, main aa rahaa hoon.”

oh aaja, aha aaja, aha aaajaa, ah ah aaaaja, ah aa aaaja, aha ha aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

[xmayleensyo]

The Fruits Basket gangs all here~

I already made the Yuki sprite and thought that it’d be fun practice to make the whole trio!

A couple things about the process:

-I didn’t really have a template. I did have a “human sprite” reference but I ended up making the sprites smaller than my reference anyways. So there was a couple things I had to change to make things flow better design-wise. Notably, Kyo’s eye color and Tohru’s hair strands (I cried when I couldn’t figure out how to put in her hair strands. I love them) I also wanted them to all match so decided on their “winter uniform” since it had more color. For some reason, Kyo took me the longest to design and Yuki the least (maybe because I draw Yuki all the time and he’s my fav lol) Kyo was also the hardest to iron. He was just being his stubborn self even in perler beads lol Overall, it was really fun and I hope you enjoy them too! <3