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midnightstar-90 · 3 years ago

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Dave Lizewski x Reader | Todd Haynes x Sister!Reader

Summary: You’re Todd’s popular little sister, and you like one of his not-so-popular friends. What happens when a couple of words leaves the two on non-speaking terms?

Warnings: Language! (“Is anyone gonna deal with the fact that Cap just said “language”?”) Get it? A superhero joke for a story based on a superhero.

A/N: It’s the Evan Peters version of Todd. I just love Evan, so that's how I imagined it. If you want to picture Augustus, you can. There are no rules here. Make it your own.

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Todd and Marty were both standing around Dave as he grabbed his books for his next class. When he finished grabbing his Chemistry textbook, he slammed his locker door shut. They start walking to class, but not without a little chit-chat.

“So, you guys down for Atomic Comics this weekend?” Dave asked his two best friends. Ever since the boys met each other, they’ve always loved comics. They would be able to tell you the exact comic from one line if you asked.

“Yeah, I’m down,” Marty said with a shrug of his shoulders. Dave nodded at his response before both of them turned their head to Todd.

“My sister is grounded, so I have to make sure my sister doesn't invite anyone over this weekend. My parents are going out of town. If I went she would have to go,” Todd contemplated his options. You don’t like superheroes as much as Todd, so you’d probably complain. And if they go to Todd’s house, he’d be spending his time making sure you aren’t doing things you’re not supposed to.

“We-“ Dave couldn’t even finish his sentence before a herd of people crowded around the hallway. “What’s going on over there?” Marty asked in confusion. Todd and Dave looked towards the mob. Every day, since Y/N started school, kids would crowd around her like she was a celebrity. She could get things done at the speed of light. She once threw a party at the last minute, and it ended up in a magazine.

They stood, watching as the mob of people started to disperse. They moved a little closer to see Katie and her friend, but also Y/N. Y/N looked to be handing out a flyer. Todd quickly walked over and took the flyer from his sister’s hand.

“Y/N, you’re grounded. You know you can’t do anything when you're grounded,” Todd yelled at his little sister. Y/N rolled her eyes before they landed on Dave. She stared at Dave with admiration in her eyes.

She continued to look at Dave as she spoke, “Mom and Dad said no one in the house, but they said nothing about going out. Here, take a flyer. If you want to hang with the cool kids, you’ll go.”

She tried to walk off before Todd grabbed her arm, snatching all the flyers from her hands. “Call it off, Y/N. What happens when pictures end up online? If mom and dad see them, we’re both going down. So, how about you go to Atomic Comics with me and the boys, and I won’t tell mom about her favorite dress that mysteriously ripped,” Todd said with a smirk.

Y/N looked at her brother furiously. “Fine, but only if you let me sit by Dave,” she whispered to her brother, so her brother’s best friend doesn’t hear. Todd knew about his sister’s crush on Dave. He also knew that Dave has a crush on Katie, so he allowed it.

He nodded his head, making Y/N smile. She started walking to class, but as she passed Dave she gave him a wink. Dave looked at his best friend’s sister with a nervous chuckle and watched as she walked away.

“I guess I’m going to Atomic Comics with you guys,” Todd told his friends as he side hugged his friends around the shoulders. They all understood that his going would also include Y/N, so they nodded their heads and started walking.

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Y/N and Todd walked into Atomic Comics. Y/N was not happy. She could be throwing the party of the century, but she was now hanging out with nerds and her crush. They sat down at the table with Todd’s friends. Todd sat with Marty and Y/N, as promised, sat next to Dave. Y/N was welcomed to a Y/F/F/M (your favorite flavor milkshake) milkshake.

“I ordered you guys a milkshake. Uh, I didn’t know what flavor you like, Y/N, so I got you Y/F/F/M,” Dave said nervously. Y/N blushed, turning her head, so the others wouldn’t see her. He knew my favorite milkshake flavor. Eeeep!

Y/N took the gesture as a sign that Dave liked her. She silently put her hand on Dave’s thigh. Dave’s body tensed up at the feeling of the girl's hand on his thigh. No one had ever touched him there before. He looked at the girl to see her on her phone playing candy crush. He slowly moved her hand off of his leg, only for it to once again place itself back on his leg, only higher. This went on for a couple of minutes before Dave had enough.

“Y/N, can I talk to you real quick?” he said through his teeth. He wasn’t upset. No, he was uncomfortable. They got up and walked towards the comic section.

“What was that?” Dave asked the girl he considered his sister.

“What? My hand on your thigh?” He nodded at her question. “I thought you liked me. Wait, do you not like me?” Dave didn’t speak for a couple of seconds. Y/N’s eyes started to tear up, knowing she just embarrassed herself.

Dave didn’t know how to handle the situation. How do you tell your friend’s kid sister that you don’t like her the same way she does? The next thing Dave said really set Y/N off. “Everyone knows I like Katie,” Dave said nervously.

Y/N was furious. “Are you for real? That Bitch?! You know she thinks you’re gay? That’s why you guys have been hanging out together so much. Not because she likes you, but because she thinks your gay! I didn’t tell her that you lied, but now...” Y/N yelled, not finishing her sentence out of anger. She grabbed the attention of her brother and Marty.

Dave must have forgotten who he was talking to because he just kept saying the wrong stuff. “I know. Please don’t tell her. I’m trying to find a way to tell her that I’m not,” Dave begged.

“You’re a loser and a dick. You probably have a loser dick also,” Y/N said. She didn’t mean it, but she was angry. She walked over to the table and grabbed her milkshake. She walked back over to Dave. She looked him in the eye as she poured her milkshake all over his head. Some of it slid off his head and down his face and body. With that, she ran out of the Comic shop in tears.

A cold and sticky Dave walked back over to his friends after watching Y/N run out. “You really hurt her feelings. You know, she told me while we were having a spa day that she rejected all the boys that asked her at school because she would rather be with either you or Kickass. You were the more predictable choice, but I also knew you didn’t like her like that. This is my fault. I should have been the big brother and told her the truth,” Todd looked down.

“Wait, you have spa days with your sister?” Marty laughed.

“That’s all you got from that? You know what? My sister is crying her eyes out on the streets, which makes her vulnerable to bad guys, so I’m gonna catch up with her,” he said, getting up and leaving the comic shop. Dave felt sorry, but there is only one thing he can do.

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Later that day, Todd tried to cheer Y/N up with a spa day. It helped a little but she was still heartbroken. He sat next to her on her bed and rubbed her back.

“Hey, you know that not everyone is going to like you back. You're gonna have crushes who reject you, just like today. But I want you to know that Dave does love you, just not the way you want him to,” Todd told his sister before leaving the room.

Y/N cried a little more before a knock was heard at her window. She walked over and moved her curtain to see Kickass at her window. She quickly opened it.

“Kickass? What are you doing here?” Y/N asked, confused.

“Well, your friend Dave messaged me saying that you needed some cheering up. He wanted me to tell you that he’s sorry. He didn’t mean to hurt your feelings,” Dave told Y/N.

“If Dave’s so sorry, why can’t he tell me himself. He totally hurt my feelings, and no offense, Kickass, but this meeting means nothing to me without Dave,” Y/N told the masked superhero.

Dave opened his mouth to say something but quickly closed it. He thought about what he was gonna do next for at least two minutes. He walked towards the girl sitting on her bed.

“I think this will cheer you up,” Dave said, checking to make sure no one could see or hear anything. He reached for his mask, and slowly started to lift it up. Y/N looked up at the superhero, and she saw her brother’s best friend.

Her eyes widened in shock. “Dave, you’re Kick-“ Y/N got out before her mouth was covered. Dave had covered her mouth with his gloved hands to keep her from yelling his secret out to the world.

“I would really like it if your brother and the rest of the world didn’t know about this. But, I really am sorry. You mean a lot to me, and seeing you sad really hurt me. You're like a little sister to me. I’m sorry I can’t be what you want me to be, but I really do love you,” Dave told Y/N confidently.

Y/N nodded her head, still releasing the tears from her eyes. Dave took off his glove and started to wipe her tears away. When Dave finished, he pulled Y/N into a side hug and laid a kiss on top of her head.

They stayed like that for about a minute before Y/N spoke, “Dave, I know you don’t wanna be with me, but would you like to stay and hang out?”

Y/N looked at the boy with hopeful eyes. The ones that make you feel bad if you say no. The ones a lost dog gives you when you find it shaking, cold, and wet from the rain. Dave tried not to look, but it was impossible not to give in. He agreed to Y/N’s proposal. The girl's face lit up like Christmas.

She grabbed her headphones and started to make her way towards her brother’s room. One time, she went to borrow something from Todd but was met with the sight of her brother jerking off to porn.

Y/N opened the door to Todd’s room, to see Todd jamming out to music on his laptop. Y/N snuck in, quietly. She made sure not to bring attention to herself as she grabbed clothes from his drawer. She successfully completed her mission and made her way back to her room.

Meanwhile, in Y/N’s room, Dave walked around looking at Y/N’s things. He looked towards her desk to see a photo. He walked towards it to see a photo from 4 years ago held in a grey frame. It was a photo of Y/N, Todd, and Dave at Y/N’s 10th birthday party. Y/N had cake all over her face.

Dave remembered that day. Y/N and Todd’s dad bought two cakes. He was always one to pull pranks. They put the candles on the decoy cake, and they sang ‘Happy Birthday’. When the time was right, Todd and Dave snuck behind Y/N, picked up the cake, and pushed it into her face. Everyone laughed, even Y/N.

Y/N quietly walked back into the room with her brother’s clothes. She saw Dave looking at her 10th birthday picture. He seemed to be lost in thought, so when she cleared her throat to let him know she was there, he jumped like a cat next to a horn.

He stuttered trying to explain what was going on, but Y/N just threw the clothes at him and left the room. She sat outside the door as he got dressed. She heard a couple of clattering sounds but knew it was Dave being clumsy.

When he opened the door, she almost fell back. She picked herself off the floor and made her way into her room. She picked up her laptop, and relaxed on the bed, watching random movies on Netflix. And that’s how they fell asleep.

Around 4 am Dave woke up to see a snoring Y/N laying on his chest. Careful not to wake her up, he lifted her up and moved from his spot. He made sure he had all of the items he came in with and left, but not without a quick glance at Y/N. He smiled at the girl, and quietly closed her window.

I don't deserve her. She deserves better.

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mianavs · 3 years ago

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hunting a treasure pt. 2

part 12 of Cathexis

a/n: eeeep i’m back with another update! it took forever to write bc it contains more action than i’ve ever written and im still not sure about it but oh well. apologies in advance for...well you’ll see

tw: gore

wc: 5.4k+

Cathexis

As much as you wanted to chase after the blue-haired, yellow-needled stranger that had unnerved you in the way only Illumi did, there were hundreds of millions of Jenny at stake, so you drove the peculiar looking person from your thoughts and gave Bisky your undivided attention.

“We have until sunset to prepare before the beasts come out and the armistice between the parties ends,” Bisky explained before handing you a list of the treasured items. “We’ll be traveling to the northernmost island before circling around to the rest of them.

You glanced around and found that a couple of groups still remained and were discussing tactics, while the majority had already set off to begin their hunt. It was the first time you’d participated in a hunt like this, and with the prize as high as it was, you couldn’t help but feel a tad nervous. Bisky seemed to notice your apprehension and led you away from the others.

“Do you trust me, Y/N?” Her lips curled into a confident smile that eased your worries.

“Of course, Master.”

“Good. Now, let’s go!” She exclaimed and darted off in a flash. Reminded of your trainee days, you grinned before setting off after her, your nervousness transforming into excitement.

With the wind running through your hair and heart racing in your chest, the adrenaline rush that only came from hunting coursed through your veins. Your senses heightened as your aura naturally seeped out and you absorbed the sounds carried by the wind. From the largest beast asleep in it’s lair to the smallest insect buzzing around your ear, you picked up on their steady breathing as they slept and the beating of their wings. They were animals that sounded familiar yet vastly different all at the same time.

“They weren’t kidding about these beasts only being native to this area.” You commented as you expertly avoided massive roots, holes, and questionable-looking flora in your path. Bisky threw a cursory glance back at you before slowing her pace until it matched yours.

“I see you took my advice regarding your ability,” Bisky remarked with a sly grin that only increased when she met your gaze. The conversation you had years ago during your training with her came to mind and you remembered her advice on using the wind your aura molded into to examine vibrations in the air that eventually became sounds. The thought that she might’ve planned this better than you originally thought crossed your mind, and if that was the case then perhaps the two of you had a better shot at winning the competition than you’d initially thought.

By the time sunset arrived, the two of you had landed on the shore of the northernmost Ochima isle that looked almost identical to the one you’d left except for it’s pink sand. As you dragged the small boat you’d used to cross the narrow stretch of sea through the beautiful beach, you turned to Bisky to get some clarification regarding your next objective.

“So, what now?”

“First, we have to hide this boat and our supplies for our next trip,” she replied and led you to a large pit located at the edge of the thick jungle. “Then, we’ll set off to find my prize!”

You didn’t miss the sparkle in her eyes as she gushed over her gem while you covered the boat, oars, and supplies bag under layers of dead leaves, sticks, and other junk lying around.

“Do you know where on the island it’s located?”

At your question, Bisky let out a laugh. “Now, Y/N, wouldn’t that be too easy?”

“I guess,” you huffed. “But how are we supposed to search an entire island for a gem?”

Bisky dusted off her hands. “The ‘World of Ammolite’ is a gem unlike any other in that it doesn’t just change color but also emits a humming noise when sealed away from oxygen. And lucky for us, it just so happens to be inside a chest.”

You shook your head in disbelief at how thoroughly Bisky had planned this over the course of a few years. It wouldn’t have surprised you if somehow she’d been behind the shipwreck as well.

“I don’t know whether to be impressed or perturbed.” You admitted, fixing the child-like woman with a stare that she shrugged off.

“Just think about the six-hundred million Jenny that will be in your account if everything goes well.” With that, Bisky set off to the jungle while you followed her lead.

“Now to make this work, you’ll need to use your ability to locate the gem while also being aware of the beasts around us. If you sense any of the big ones within a couple hundred meter’s radius, let me know. I’ll cover you while you track down the gem. Deal?”

“Deal!” you agreed and let your aura seep out as far as it could go while you walked deeper into the noisy jungle as the last rays of the sun painted the horizon orange and navy blue took over the rest of the sky.

The deeper into the jungle the two of you traveled, the faster you realized just how difficult locating the gem would actually be. Filtering out the noises proved to be a laborious task that required total concentration that was difficult to achieve when jungle beasts and flying pests were drawn to the two of you like moths to a flame--only these moths wanted to extinguish that flame.

After what seemed like an hour, you sent a nen-infused kick to a feline beast with feathers instead of fur and helped Bisky fight off a bat the size of an eagle before seeking cover in an oversized bush.

Despite the darkness, you didn’t need to use Gyo to feel the weight behind Bisky’s gaze. Steadying your breath, you focused your nen and filtered out the sounds you’d already identified. It was then that you could make out the vibrations of a sound you hadn’t come across yet. Whereas the vibrations of life were imperfect and sporadic at times, this sound had vibrations that were periodic but consistent. The sound they produced didn’t come from an animal or any other living thing, the source was alien.

Your head snapped in the direction of the source. You focused all your aura on the vibrations. A tug at your sleeve reminded you of Bisky’s presence, and you turned to her.

“Did you find it?”

“I think so,” you replied with a nod. “It’s unlike any other sound in this place.”

“Lead the way then,” Bisky said. You nodded before rising from your hiding spot and breaking into a sprint after the source of the otherworldly sound.

At the speed the two of you were running, you were able to maintain a steady concentration on the vibrations while Bisky fought off the faster animals that chased after you. The closer you got to the source, the more intense the vibrations grew along with your anticipation.

It was then that another set of vibrations captured your attention, and you stopped dead in your tracks. They too came from the direction you were traveling to, and your blood went cold. You opened your mouth to address what you’d just picked up on, but the beast beat you to the punch.

A blood-curdling roar shook the earth and ripped across the air like thunder. The trees swayed from the onslaught of the sound before the sheer force slapped you in the face and made your ears ring. Doubling over from the impact, you were shell-shocked as Bisky frantically shook your shoulders and yelled words you couldn’t hear. Like clockwork, your survival instincts kicked in and worked in tandem with your Nen, focusing it on your ears to aid your hearing.

“-you hear me?! How far is it?!”

“Thousand meters--no, less now,” you replied, relaxing your muscles. “It’s coming from the direction of the gem and it’s ten-times bigger than anything we’ve encountered.”

“The plan still stands,” Bisky stated and darted off in it’s direction. “Though I might need your help along the way.”

“Got it!”

You followed her and picked up on the gem’s vibrations while doing your best to ignore the beast that was tearing through the jungle to hunt you down. The gem’s vibrations were getting stronger to the point that even Bisky seemed to hear them from the excited glance she threw back at you. The beast growled again and this time it’s monstrous form was within eyesight.

It could only be described as a gruesome hybrid of sorts that was larger than any beast you’d ever seen. It’s torso resembled that of an ancient dinosaur only covered in eyeballs that varied in sizes. It’s head was that of an ant with a set of antenna atop it’s head and bright green saliva dripping from the mouth. The legs were that of a feline with claws that carved up the red earth beneath it and sent it flying behind the running monster.

“Go NOW!” Bisky shrieked before she launched an attack on the beast. You bounded around it believing you were beyond it’s reach only to get thrown into the air by it’s paw. The impact slammed you against a nearby tree that split in half and fell down beside you. His claws had managed to cut through your aura, and three gashes marred your arm while blood soaked the ribbons of cloth that remained of your sleeve. With the wind knocked out of you, rising to your feet proved to be challenging, but you managed to do it before the monster could try finishing you off.

The longer you ran, the louder the humming became until you could even feel the earth shaking from the powerful vibrations of the gem. Darting your head around, you caught eye of a small black chest within a large alcove that you only could have guessed housed the beast that was currently preoccupied with Bisky. You rushed inside and opened the chest to find the gem Bisky had worked so hard to obtain. Another deafening roar echoed in the air and you closed the chest before shoving it into the rucksack you’d brought. It was then that you noticed the blood had trailed down to your hand, so you ripped off your other sleeve and tied it around the wound before setting off to help Bisky defeat the monster.

It wasn’t until dawn that the headless beast staggered a couple of steps before toppling onto the mess of dead plants, shrubbery, and upturned red soil with a massive thud that sent squawking birds flying into the air.

With your hands on your knees and your chest heaving, the adrenaline that’d coursed through your body dissipated and the pain from your injury came back full-force. The cloth you’d tied around your arm was drenched in blood as well and it spilled down, another layer of tacky blood covering your forearm and hand.

“That looks bad,” Bisky remarked, before reverting back to her child form. “Let’s get back to the beach so we can treat it.”

You said nothing, too exhausted to form words, and only nodded once. Bisky seemed to understand and started the trek back to the beach at a relaxed pace with you just barely keeping up. You tried focusing on anything but the encounter with the monster, but your mind kept taking you back to that moment. You went over it and wondered what you could’ve done differently to avoid getting hurt. The more you revisited it the angrier you became with yourself for being so careless. It ate at you and until the anger cleared the way for terror to settle into your bones.

“Y/N!”

Bisky’s voice startled you out of your daze enough for you to realize you’d made it back to the pink beach that shined under the morning sun.

“You did well! This was the hardest treasure to find. I promise you that the others will be much easier.” Bisky assured you before proceeding to dig out the boat and supplies. You let out a ragged breath and did your best to help her with your good arm. Once cleared of dead leaves and sticks, the two of you sat in the boat as Bisky lathered disinfectant over your wounds.

“Do you know where the others are?” You asked, your voice labored from the burning sensation on your arm.

“They’re along the rest of the islands,” Bisky replied before summoning Cookie. The masseuse then went to work stitching you up before giving you one of her fatigue relieving massages.

“And what if the other groups have already gotten them?” The pessimistic inquiry left your lips before you could stop it. If Bisky was surprised at your little flare-up, she didn’t show it and responded to your heated question with a level-headed answer.

“Then we’ll just have to hunt them down to get what we want.”

It was such a simple solution yet at that moment it sounded like a refreshing and novel answer amidst the complicated situation you’d just been through. You couldn’t help but chuckle at Bisky’s answer and all of the fear and tension that had been building since defeating the monster melted away.

“Of course.”

Everything after that monster was easier, and after three days, Bisky and you had gathered ten of the original twenty treasures while also eliminating two other groups. Even still, you were behind in time and had only gathered half of the items, so you decided to split up on one of the smaller isles to cover more territory in less time. At the time, it seemed like a good idea, especially after you managed to find the vial of poison that was on the list of items

Yet, that sentiment vanished the moment you sensed another group in the same premises. You instantly concealed your presence and took cover behind the massive trunk of a towering tree. Letting your aura seep out, you analyzed the group.

There were a total of four people: two petite women, one large man, and a smaller man. They were all well-versed in Nen, and from their steady breathing, they still had most of their energy in-tact. Taking all four of them one wasn’t an option, so you decided to wait them out before returning to your meeting spot with Bisky.

That had been your plan until an oversized snake emerged from the ground and lunged itself at you, effectively blowing your cover. You responded instantly and hacked the animal into pieces using blades of wind before darting off in the opposite direction of the group to place as much distance between you as possible.

The sound of thin chains rattling followed by gunshots echoed in the air. You just managed to avoid any fatal injuries; the bullets missing you entirely or just grazing your skin. In a spur of the moment decision, you made a beeline away from the path you’d been on to flee your attackers. Just when you thought you lost them, however, you found yourself falling head first onto the ground.

The blow to your head blurred your vision with splotches of black. Eventually the black faded out but your vision was still blurry while a pulsating pain overwhelmed your senses. For a couple of moments, all you knew was pain and all you could hear was a sharp ringing in your ears.

The first coherent thought that broke through the crippling pain in your skull was that the ground seemed to be moving under you. It wasn’t until you pressed your palms against the red soil that you realized you were the one that was moving—getting dragged, to be precise. You mustered enough strength to turn over and saw the thin shimmering thread that wrapped around your calf and extended tautly behind you.

A harsh tug on your leg sent you toppling back onto your stomach, a groan escaping you. The thread tightened painfully around your leg and you started moving faster than before. You tried struggling against the thread, which you eventually realized was aura, but it proved to be useless and you resigned yourself to being captured like an animal.

When you eventually stopped moving, a sultry feminine voice spoke.

“So...it really was you.”

More threads materialized around you. Thesy bound your legs together and wrapped around your torso and arms. Completely covered in mud and scratches, you shifted around on the ground to face the woman while a wave of nausea washed over you. Yet even with blurred vision, you still managed to make out a familiar mop of pink hair on the petite woman.

“Y-you...Hisoka...at Heaven’s Arena,” you muttered, blinking in an attempt to focus on her and the other three in her group.

“I see you also recognize me,” Machi replied, with a hint of amusement. “How unfortunate that this is how we meet again.”

“You...weren’t there at the start of the competition. How are you--?”

“We’re only here for the items.” She interjected, sauntering over to you and crouching down until she was eye-level with you. “And you have one, don’t you?”

Her sky blue eyes zeroed in on the pack around your waist. You tried breaking the thread using force and your aura, but it only tightened, digging painfully and stopping your blood flow. Amusement flashed across her face as she watched you glower at her and struggle against your binds.

“I have no intention of eliminating you but that can always change.”

The threat didn’t fall on death ears, and you reluctantly stopped your struggle. Her lips twitched into a barely-there smile before she turned her attention to the rest of her party. Your eyes followed her gaze to a giant of a man with earlobes that sagged to his shoulders, a woman with short black hair and glasses, and a short man with a messy mane of grey hair that covered his face.

“The item is inside her pack,” Machi announced. “I’d take it myself but she’d definitely break free if these leave my fingers.”

“I’ll get it,” the woman stated and crouched next to Machi, going through your pack and taking out the vial of poison. “Oh, she had a good one.”

“What should we do with her now, Machi?” The imposing man stepped forward and the ground trembled with each step. He regarded you like one does a pesky pest before turning to his team mate.

“She’s been obedient,” Machi mused. “How about knocking her out?”

“On it,” the giant replied instantly and dealt you a blow to the back of your head.

Small hands shook you awake with a misplaced force. Once you opened your eyes, an overwhelming wave of nausea had you retching on the ground next to you. If there'd been any doubt prior to getting knocked out by the giant-like man, you now knew you'd suffered at least one concussion.

“What happened to you!?” Bisky asked in a frantic tone that was unlike her.

You wiped away the leftover bile on your lips. “I was ambushed by another group and they took the poison I'd found...but I’m fine.”

The disbelief was obvious on Bisky’s face, but she didn’t challenge you on your decision and you were grateful for that. Following your encounter with the monster and Machi’s group, the need to win the competition was greater than ever before. There was no way you’d leave the Ochima islands empty-handed after teetering on the edge of death.

Determination coursed through your veins and subdued your throbbing headache. You rose to your feet with shaky arms and legs but did it without supporting yourself on Bisky’s outstretched hand.

“We’re winning this competition,” you declared, dusting off your hands. “So let’s go get the rest of the items.”

Bisky regarded you for a moment before nodding once. “I found the fluorescent fossil but nothing else on this island.”

She pulled out the fossil with a lime green aura that surrounded it and showed it to you. “We should move on to the next island before time runs out.”

“Right,” you agreed and she put away the fossil before heading to the beach to retrieve your boat.

Once you reached the beach, Bisky broke the comfortable silence you’d been fostering.

“You know, I’m surprised they only knocked you out instead of eliminating you altogether.” Her words were blunt but you expected nothing less from your former master who wasn’t one to beat around the bush.

“I convinced them that I wasn’t a threat,” you answered without a moment’s hesitation.

“I see.”

Whether Bisky believed you or not, she didn’t pursue the topic further and started going over the rest of the treasured items as you dug out the boat and your sack of treasures.

After pushing off the shore, you hopped onto the boat with Bisky. She went through the items you’d found one by one before putting them back into the bag you were storing them in.

“Besides the poison, there are eight other items to find.” She commented, as she rowed. “But considering we have eleven of the total twenty, we’re definitely in the lead.”

“Then let’s continue that lead until the very end.” You replied with a grin that Bisky returned.

“Let’s.”

When the fifth day arrived, you and Bisky arrived on the island where the competition had started with fourteen of the twenty treasures. With your win all but secured, the worry that’d been weighing you down since the start slid off your shoulders the closer you got to the group of people already there.

It was a miniscule group compared to the crowd five days ago. In fact, the only other person you recognized from that crowd was the blue-haired stranger that seemed to have a power over you.

Their red eyes locked on yours and the feeling of being pulled in returned until you found yourself beside them. You searched their eyes and face for any indication that they recognized you, but there was none. The person merely watched you closely with lifeless eyes.

A pinch on your arm drew a hiss from your lips and you turned to a confused Bisky.

"Do you know that person?" She mouthed.

The denial was on the tip of your tongue but you decided to be honest with her.

"I don't know."

It wasn’t the answer she wanted and it showed on her face as she glanced between you and the stranger. Bisky opened her mouth to say something, but before she could, another person beat her to the punch.

“Congratulations on making it to the end!”

A man in a black suit drew your attention to the front. He was different from the one that had explained the competition to you, yet there wasn’t much that differentiated him from the other suited people behind him and the ones from five days ago. You had an inkling as to who they were exactly that was proven correctly when an elaborately dressed man stepped forward. He had an air about him that was unlike anyone you’d ever met and you knew in an instant that he was the Kakin noble.

“Gittarackur,” the Kakin noble’s bodyguard stated, addressing the stranger next to you. “You may present the treasured items you have found.”

The individual addressed as Gittarackur pulled out a sack and held it out. A female bodyguard stepped forward and took it from Gittarackur before counting the items with the help of another guard.

“Gittarackur has collected a total of five items!” The female declared before laying them out on a table they’d set up behind them.

If Gittarackur was upset by their lackluster total, they didn’t show it and merely turned to meet your curious gaze. The overwhelming desire to talk to them despite your better instincts won out.

“H-hey do I--”

“Bisky and Y/N, you may present the treasured items you have found.”

The sound of your name drew your attention away from Gittarackur and to the noble and his guards. Bisky nudged your arm and the two of you held out your sacks that each held seven items.

Two different guards stepped forward and each took a sack. With the help of the previous guards, the items were counted and placed on the table next to the other five. Each item that was laid out built up your excitement at finally being declared the winners.

“Bisky and Y/N have collected a total of fourteen items. They are the official winners of the competition!”

Bisky and you shared a high-five while the bodyguards gave you a round of applause. You turned to the Kakin noble, who offered you a smile before approaching the two of you.

In that fraction of a second, you sensed the presence of four other people on the island and instantly activated your ability. A shudder went down your spine when you recognized the four people as Machi and her group.

Before you could act on that information, Gittarackur lunged forward and murdered the Kakin noble and his guards right before your eyes. Heads were cut cleanly from their necks and toppled onto the sandy beach. Blood spurted out of the decapitated necks and covered the sand below with scarlet blood.

The familiar faint rattling of chains broke through your shock at the slaughter and you pulled Bisky into the thick jungle before the onslaught of bullets hit the beach. Hiding from the chaos, the two of you concealed your presence, and you watched as the four who had attacked you just days prior approached Gittarackur and his blood bath.

Bisky shifted, and you tore your eyes from the dangerous scene before you. One look at her and you knew what she was asking despite not saying a word.

Are those the ones that attacked you?

You nodded your response before turning away.

“Franklin,” Machi addressed the large male. “In the jungle.”

He grunted and aimed his fingers that had turned into guns a couple of meters from your hiding spot. What you now recognized as Nen bullets shot out of his fingers but completely missed the two of you. Realizing that it wouldn't be long before Franklin shot in your direction, you prepared yourself for the moment you would need to completely divert his attack to protect Bisky and yourself. Then just as you were mulling over your options, a single name from Machi’s lips sent your concentration to hell.

“So you’re also here, Illumi.”

You watched in horror as the person you’d known as Gittarackur raised their arms with jerky movements to their face and started pulling out the yellow pinned needles. Facial muscles contorted in a disturbing manner that left you stunned while that blue tuft of hair shot up in the air and became longer almost instantly. The transformation lasted a couple seconds, but by the end of it, Illumi with his flowing black hair, large black orbs, and delicate features stood where the awkward and freakish Gittarackur had been.

A sharp intake of breath from your mouth garnered Franklin’s attention and he aimed his fingers to the area next to Bisky before shooting once again. Machi, Illumi, and the other two members of her group waited to see the aftermath of Franklin’s attack, and when it was apparent that he’d missed once again, Machi turned her attention back to Illumi.

“Are you sure it’s okay to reveal your identity in front of your betrothed?”

Her question disarmed you entirely. That split second you'd dropped In was enough for Franklin to zero in on your location and release a shower of bullets. Gunshots snapped you out of your stupor, and the best you could do with your aura was shape it into a cone-shaped shield in front of you. As a result, the bullets were sucked into your billowing winds and sent in various directions all around you and Bisky.

Amidst the cacophony of birds, squawking, leaves rustling, and animals screeching, your eyes darted to Illumi as if compelled only to find him immobilized by Machi's threads. He stood too still for someone who’d been apprehended and the thought that they were in it as a team crossed your mind only to be shot down by the darkened expression on his face as he watched his captor.

No, it seemed as if their personal relationship had nothing to do with it. This was strictly business.

“Shizuku, Kortopi, how’s it going?” Machi turned to the other woman and smaller man.

“Almost done,” Kortopi replied and you tore your gaze from Illumi to see what exactly was almost done.

Sometime between their arrival and that moment, Shizuku had conjured up a vacuum cleaner that she used to clean up the massacre Illumi had left behind before approaching the table of the treasured items where Kortopi stood. You watched as the smaller being placed his left hand on the fluorescent fossil and an exact replica was conjured up in his right. Once the replica was complete, Kortopi picked up the fossil and dropped it into a large sack they’d brought.

It was only then that you remembered hearing about a group of criminals that plundered treasures and killed anyone that got in their way. Just as Franklin released another round of Nen bullets, you realized the four people before you were members of the infamous Phantom Troupe and a heavy pit set into your stomach.

Kortopi placed the last item into the sack and Shizuku aimed her vacuum at it before sucking it up in its entirety. With the fake items on the table and the real ones in their possession, the vacuum disappeared and Shizuku turned to Machi and Franklin.

“Let’s go.”

Franklin, in the middle of preparing another round of bullets, lowered his arms with a grunt before turning his heel and lumbering to where Shizuku and Kortopi waited. Your eyes drifted over to Machi and Illumi just in time to see her whisper something into his ear. She pulled back and gave him the same small smile she’d given you days ago. Inexplicable anger surged through you that caused you to shift only to be held back by Bisky’s iron grip. Biting down in frustration, you watched dumbfounded as Machi completely retracted her threads, setting Illumi free.

But instead of effortlessly killing her and the other troupe members the way you’d seen him do to others many times before, Illumi collapsed on the ground. Machi and the rest of the Phantom Troupe members then boarded a docked ship with the emblem of the Kakin empire that departed after terrified screams and another round of bullets rang through the air.

Bisky’s grip on you loosened and you wasted no time in hurtling over to Illumi, falling to your knees next to him.

His eyes were tightly closed and his entire body shivered. Where Machi’s threads had wrapped around him, there were trails of unnaturally dark blood that trailed down his arms and soaked his ripped clothing. A sheen of sweat covered his face and even just by hovering your hand over his brow you could tell he was burning up with a fever.

An inexplicable panic that started in your stomach swelled within you. It lodged itself in your throat making it hard to draw breath. It caused your heart to thunder within your chest. It sent your body into a frenzied state and your hands trembled as they continued to hover over his form unsure of what to do. Your mouth opened and closed as you desperately tried to find your voice.

“I-I-Illumi just...what d-did she do?”

“He was poisoned.”

You snapped your head to find Bisky already kneeled next to you and examining Illumi’s fissures.

“T-that’s not possible,” you muttered, remembering Killua’s words about the Zoldyck siblings’ upbringing. “H-he’s been taking p-poison his entire life.”

“He might be immune to known poisons but this poison isn’t from the known world.”

The implication behind her words wasn't lost on you, and the vial of poison you'd lost to the Phantom Troupe flashed in your mind. You fell back on your haunches as dread seeped into your bones.

“No...this can't...he can't…”

For the first time in the couple of years you’d known of Illumi’s existence, the thought of a world without him sprung to mind, and the immense loneliness that came with it broke you down. You couldn’t breathe. You couldn’t speak. All you could do was sit there, a trembling mess as tears cascaded down your cheeks onto your lap.

#hxh #illumi x reader #hxh fanfic #illumi zoldyck #hxh x reader #illumi fanfic #hunter x hunter #illumi #illumi zoldyck x reader #illumi fanfiction #hxh fanfiction #ongoing fic #slow burn #tw: gore #navs.hxh #navs.cathexis

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hangekitty · 4 years ago

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Tea for 3

Erwin x Levi x gn!Reader Headcanons

Scenario: the three of you decide to open up a tea shop together

Warnings: none!

Genre: fluff! Polyamory

Universe: Modern AU!

A/N: it’s a little short, but it’s definitely sweet. These headcanons have been on my mind a LOT and I just had to write them down. I feel like I mostly write polyamory stuff (even my private work is like 70% polyamory) but I am working on monogamous relationship stories as we speak! Should I keep writing polyamory? 🤔

First of all, it was Levi’s idea to open up a tea shop, even if he doesn’t want to admit it. He had first brought it up out of curiosity to see what you or Erwin thought. It wasn’t brought up again till Erwin found a little shop that was up for sale, to which Levi pretended not to be excited; in truth, if Levi was better at expressing himself he would have been jumping up and down with pure happiness.

Levi will probably need some convincing to actually go for this opportunity. I can see him being a little insecure as to whether he deserves such a chance at this; so hearing the two of you, the people he loves most, give him so much affection and encouragement he couldn’t refuse.

You three spend long nights together designing the interior and exterior of the tea shop; going for a sleek botanical look with a hint of rustic charm.

You were the creative of the three, designing the logo and even the menu; Erwin would be like 😧 being super impressed with your talents. He is very good with his hands in the DIY department, but can barely draw a stick figure!

You decide to call the tea shop Ackerman & Co. (as much as Levi tried to argue against it, it is of course his dream and thought it would be a lovely gesture of yours and Erwin’s love towards him). Needless to say, Levi loved your reasoning and eventually accepted it.

The three of you visiting the store before buying it, Erwin ever so vigilant with his questions. From “Is there a persistent mould problem” to “are the neighbours noisy?”

Luckily it seems things are perfect, the store is located just off the high streets but close enough to attract some wandering customers. A little detail I would like to add is that the store is close to a cathedral and one of Levi’s favourite things to do (especially at night) is to open a window and listen out to the bell chimes.

“Is it big enough for your bed?” The answer to that is yes! As you insisted that the three of you share a King size bed (although Levi doesn’t sleep that often as it is, he still enjoys the company) you worry that the living space may not be enough. Don’t worry, Erwin sized out the place; he measured the entire flat above the shop out with only a measuring tape.

You ask Miche, Hange and Moblit for help when it comes to building up the tea shop! From painting to decorating, Hange goes a little overboard with the plants, but it only adds to the charm. “Who the hell is going to water all of these?” Levi groaned, “don’t worry love, I will” you reassure him, he will of course make you keep a diary so you can keep an eye out and record watering times!

Erwin insists on adding a bookshelf into the shop; this means that customers can read whilst they are there, even setting up a weekly book club! You also suggest keeping a spot out for a book exchange, keeping an on-going flow of new content for the regular customers.

Before you officially open the shop, Kutchel (Levi’s mum) visits with a gift; it is a large kettle decorated with a giant green bow to ‘baptise’ the place (also came with a bouquet of flowers because she is a sweetheart). “I am so proud of you baby”

Levi won’t cry, but he’ll cry

Let me just say, Kutchel adores the two of you and is so proud and glad that Levi has people in his life who adore him as much as his mother does (although initially explaining polyamory to her was a challenge, she just didn’t understand at first! But she supports and loves you once she grasped the concept!)

The first day of opening was BUSY. Little did you three know, but Hange had invited EVERYONE they knew and even going up to people in the streets to come to the opening.

The most confident was Erwin, he was the main spokesperson in announcing your new place. Levi barely spoke, mostly to contain himself from just crying out of happiness. So to keep his strength, he will hold onto your hand all night, giving it tender squeezes if he started to feel overwhelmed.

Levi would be the manager, mainly working on the teas and coffee orders, Erwin is most definitely the baker, making muffins and cookies and all sorts! You were the waiter/waitress but you also had your hand in baking and/or tea making when it was needed!

You put up a message board in the main room so that customers and/or friends and family can leave post-it-notes on the board. Most of the notes you get are compliments of the establishment, but you will get the occasional “I love Erwin/Levi/Y/N” notes from your loved ones; those notes you keep up forever. - if ever you get any missing cat posters, Levi will make it his mission to look for said cat.

Levi insists on getting WIFI, but Erwin annoyingly will point out the large bookcase, stating that books are enough. He does eventually give in, but will purposefully set the password annoyingly long and complicated for the sake of being petty. The password would look something like L1v1nYNrmYl0vr$

You notice that Levi spends more time in bed with you three! He has definitely settled down a lot more, feeling so much joy that his dream came to light. You and Erwin of course enjoy the extra person to cuddle in bed.

Frequent visits from your friends, Hange will bring their laptop into the cafe to finish their thesis or other scientific reports; they would quite literally spend all day there and will sleep on the sofa if they could get away with it. - you do at least have a spare bedroom so if Hange stays too late, they have a place to sleep.

Levi putting out cat food for the local strays, a cute little quirk you only started noticing when a dozen cats were lined up outside the back entrance of the store.

The tea shop will of course be successful, so Levi decides to experiment and start his own line of teas. Starting off with the basic breakfast and earl greys and then into the fruity and herbal teas. Once he got his customers approval and satisfaction, he then sells the tea bags (and loose tea leaves) to customers to take home. He calls his tea ‘Teas of Freedom’ (like wings of freedom lmao) which become very popular.

GLASS TEAPOTS; you get to see the water change into beautiful colours once the teas infuse. The most popular being the jasmine tea where the flower blooms when the hot water is applied; Erwin’s face lights up EVERY TIME Levi prepares this kind of tea.

Can you imagine Levi’s face when someone comes in and asks for a Starbuck’s like order, he would be like “HUH???” But don’t worry, you step in and take the order effortlessly; Levi is a tea man, coffee is somewhat a foreign concept to him.

On quiet days, Erwin will come up behind you and wrap his arms around your waist, whispering sweet nothing into your ear and rocks you side to side. This man is so in love with you. He does this to Levi but not as often...mostly because even on not so busy days Levi is busy.

Imagine catching quick little kisses whilst its busy, hugging is one thing but a quick kiss on the cheek is honestly so cute; Levi would 100% get distracted and a lot more clumsy if you plant a forehead kiss on him whilst he’s preparing tea.

EEEEP I hope you enjoyed it!! I love EURI as it is, but being a x reader it meant I got an excuse to write them!

#levi x erwin x reader #levi x erwin #euri #eruri #eruri x reader #erwin x levi x reader #erwin x reader #levi x reader #erwin smith #levi Ackerman #attack on titan modern au #attack on titan #levi headcanons #erwin x you #snk erwin

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sailorhyunjinz · 4 years ago

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~ ℙ𝕦𝕣𝕡𝕝𝕖 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕀𝕀 ~

𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: SMUT! Dom!Minho x sub!reader criminal!skz, gang!au, angst(?), criminality, mentions of scars, mentions of blood, mentions of injuries, explicit language, mentions of robbery, mentions of police, mentions of cuts, alcohol consumption, mentions of fights, public sex, PIV, fingering, unsafe sex (STAY SAFE), orgasm (m/f), cum, slight bulge kink, squint to see the degradation.

PLEASE READ THE WARNINGS SINCE THIS PIECE CONTAINS VIOLENCE!

𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥: 2.6 k

ℕ𝕠𝕥𝕖: EEEEP part 2 of purple hearts that is more of a background story to the first one so if you haven’t read the first one please do so here!~ (also jesus fucking christ did i struggle with this sooo... don’t expect much lmao)

OH if you want a song recommendation; A good song never dies - Saint Motel (fits this fic heheh...)

A loud bang erupted through the room alerting the 7 other boys. Bangchan’s fist was firmly planted on the table as he looked at the shoked faces off the seven boys.

“We can’t go on like this anymore”

He spoke in a raspy voice, his breath quivering as the other boys avoided eye contact with both Bangchan and between themselves.

“Did you see what happened out there?!” Felix flinched at Chan’s loud shout as Changbin smirked, spinning in the office chair and staring at the ceiling.

“It’s not that serious, Chan! Just a couple bruises tha-” Changbin started speaking but was soon cut off.

“Nonsense!” Chan growled out. “All of this because that son of a bitch won’t get a job, we included you because you were a detective. You were useful once, Minho”.

The entire room glanced over at Minho. His cheek scarred, a droplet of blood desended down from his knuckles as he swept his hair back with one hand.

“Not my fault, you wanted me to plan the different robbing schemes so how the fuck can I work, huh? Ever though about that?” He spat on the floor as his gaze was locked with Bangchan’s. The leader getting visibly annoyed by Minho’s tone.

“Calm down everybody” Seungmin said, carefully nudging at the curtain infront of the window and looking down at the blue and red lights that was flashing all over town. “Continue like this and we’ll all be dead meat for the police”.

Hyunjin was sitting across from Changbin, only the big white table seperating them as a lonely lightbulb hanged in the middle.

“I agree with Chan, Minho used to help by getting access to information only the detectives had but now... well, he’s not doing much” he scratched the back of his neck while talking.

Minho was aggrivated by his words, ready to lunge at anyone that dared to open their mouth about how he wasnt helpful after he’d been fired from his job as a detective.

“I-I’m gonna find a job, not like you fuckers sitting here and living off others pain”. He tried to defend himself but only earned a scoff from Felix.

“Please,,, don’t try to judge us when you’re in it yourself” Felix remarked snarkily, sitting on the cold stone flooring. A first aid kit was laid out infront of him as he treated a big wound on his forearm, wrapping bandage over the cut and hissing as the material stinged against the raw wound.

“I’ll find my ways, don’t worry” he devilishly smirks, many of the boys sighing and rolling their eyes. All except one. Bangchan. His blood was boiling. Did Minho not see how the whole groups future was hanging on by a thin red thread? The red representing how much blood has been shed by these boys in order to survive in this vile world.

Silence filled the room, only the faint sound of police sirens could be heard from outside. Minho clenched his jaw, looking around at the silent boys before grabbing his coat from the wobbly coathanger and exiting the mobs headquarter, shutting the door loud enough to startle both Jeongin and Jisung. Confused glances were exchanged while Bangchan just stood at the end of the table, staring out into the dark night.

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The nightlife was well and alive in the big city. Music blaring, people chattering and cars humming. The neon lights were all around him as well as the vast crowds of people enjoying the night. Minho walked into a bar that was a couple of blocks away from where he and the boys had been moments earlier, robbing a jewely store and beating up the owners until puddles of blood formed around them. Most of the times it was easy but today the police were a step ahead and bad planning by Bangchan almost led to the boys in handcuffs. Luckily, all eight managed to escape, leaving the bodies and the spray painted SKZ mob logo on the old fashioned walls of the jewerly store.

The bar reeked of alcohol as the lights were low, only a couple of silhouette visible. Unsteady bar chairs decorated the dim bar along with a wall of fancy liquor bottles and as Minho sat down he looked down at the bar table before croaking out;

“One boulevardier“

He licked his lips as he looked cockily at the bartender that quickly nodded, intimidated by the wound on his cheek. Minho rubbed the back of his neck whilst comtemplating his life choices. Graduated with a law degree, once being a well respected detective but what was he worth now? He was just a dirty criminal, ruining lives in order to survive. The drink was placed infront of him, a coaster on the bottom of the wide glas as the drink condensed, forming beeds of liquid on the rim. Just as he lifted the glas to his chapped lips you tapped him on the shoulder.

“Excuse me”

You stood behind his hunched figure and met his gaze as he turned around, drink in hand. You show your detective badge before speaking.

“y/n, y/l/n. Happened to see any commotion here tonight, sir?

He scoffs which makes you confused as you look him straight into his cold brown eyes.

“Detective? At least you got to keep your job”

Minho turns back and you stand there, wondering if he’s drunk or just refusing to cooperate.

“Sir, I asked you if you’d seen anything that could lead us to the SKZ mob? I’m pretty sure you know who they are. You know, the ones that makes the entire city shake of fear.”

“Sure, I know of them.” He smirked with his answer.

He patted the empty bar chair next to him, signaling for you to sit which caught you off guard. You were hesitant since he didn’t look like the friendliest type but you nodded, slowly sitting down next to him.

“Look, I might even surprise you about how much I know” he remarked, steadily raising the glas to his dry lips.

“Is that so? How do you know so much?” you asked, geniunly interested in him and that scar on his cheek.

“Former detective” he stated simply.

Your eyebrows jerked at his words. ‘Former detective?’ you thought, losing his job must have been hard on him judging from his scruffy appearence and by the way he waved his finger at the bartender, ordering another drink.

“Then why did you lose your job?” Curiosity was going to be the death of you.

“Aren’t you asking too many questions, baby?”

Who was he calling baby? The two of you had met minutes ago but something in the way his voice rang through that word caused shivers to descend down your spine.

“I’m a detective, that my job and you should know that” you replied sassily, not knowing what to do with the butterflies in your stomach upon hearing him call you baby.

“I could help you but it comes with a cost.”

He moved his hand in a circular motion, swirling the liquor as the floating ice cubes bumped against eachother, the sound being completely masked by the distinct chattering of other guests.

“Well,,, what do you want me to do?” You looked at him as he stared straight ahead, his silvery earring swaying as he turned his head towards you, grinning.

“A job and you.”

His deep brown eyes seemed to draw you in but you had to resist, you were on a patrolling shift after all.

“I’m s-sorry,,, This is not appropriate behaviour” you say as you try to get up before being abruptly pulled back by your wrist, the purple heart on your bracelet reflecting in the minimally lit bar.

“I know damn well that there is a promotion looming in the air” he said, not breaking eye contact with the bracelet on your arm. He was right. If he had valuable information it could change your career, make you climb higher in the ladder of success and peer down at all your co-workers that were once laughing at your lack of skills.

“H-how’d you know?” you said, flustered at his big hand that was still tightly gripping your wrist. He flashed his devilish grin before yanking you by the arm, dragging you to the bathroom.

“W-wait,,, what are you-”

Pushing the door to the bathroom open, he slammed you against a cubical as he crashed his lips onto yours. Luckily the bathroom was empty leaving Minho without any hesitation to fuck you so hard that you’d be longing for more, fuck you so that you’d be left with no other choice but to hire him. You melted in his touch and as much as you knew how wrong this was something about his mysterious aura had you answering his kiss, pursing your lips and slipping your tongue inside of him. The kiss quickly got heated, sparks flying as his fingertips lightly nudged on the band of your jeans. Minho tilted his head, cupping your warm soft cheek with his brittle and bloody hands as you moaned into the kiss, adrenaline rushing through you at the thought of getting caught at any moment.

Minho pulled you into a cubical, your bracelet jingling from the sudden movement. Locking the door, he put his hand by the side of your head and towered over you making you feel helpless. You needed him inside of you.

“Deal?” he leaned over to your ear, his hot breath tickled your ear and all you could do was nod as you desperatly clenched around nothing.

You reattached your lips on his, the bitter taste of liquor spreading in your mouth as your tongues fought for dominance. Minho stroked your hair until his hand slowly moved to peel off your shirt, exposing your bra strap. His touch on your bare shoulder made you shudder and your core quivering in anticipation, feeling a wet patch on your underwear. His hand unbuttoned your pants causing you to gulp loudly, holding the back of his neck to deepen the kiss. Without warning his cold fingertips slid down beneath your panties, grazing your sopping folds and feeling himself get painfully hard, not wanting to admit the effect you had on him.

“Already this wet, babygirl?”

He broke the kiss, looking at your pained expression as he inserted a finger into your dripping pussy. Your eyes tightly shut as your hands wrapped around his arm, needing something to hold on to before your trembling legs gave up on you. You quickly stripped yourself from your pants and underwear, the fabric pooling around your feet and touching the surprisingly clean bathroom tiles.

“Needy I see” he scoffed, inserting a second finger and sending you over the moon with pleasure, your hands still wrapped around his wrist.

“s-shut up, you m-made me like this” you stutter back at him, trying to impose some sort of dominance but Minho only swiped his tongue across his bottom lip, looking at you with hungry dark eyes. A broken moan escaped your lips that glistened from saliva, Minho curled his fingers upwards, grazing your g-spot with every move. Before another strained moan managed to escape your lips he retracted his fingers, lapping off your juices from his long fingers with a mischievous look in his eyes.

“Turn around”

His cold voice pierced your eardrums and as if you’d been hexed you complied, your body moving to his command. Your hot cheek pressed up against the cubical door as Minho’s body was dangerously close to yours, his clothed bulge rubbing against your bare ass. The sound of his belt unbuckling echoed as you pressed your ass up against his bulge, desperate for his cock.

In a swift motion both his pants and underwear dropped down to the floor, his erect veiny member springing out, the tip shining with precum. He pumped his length a couple of times before rubbing the tip against your dripping heat making you mewl out in suspense, the burning feeling in your core growing stronger. Minho alined himself with your entrance, slowly pushing in the tip to which you hissed, a momentary sting hitting your senses. He teased you by dragging his fingertips across your buttcheeks and up your spine, goosebumps erupting.

Not being able to control yourself you pushed your butt out making you sink deeper on his length, earning a groan from the dark haired boy.

“Desperate much?” he cooed from behind you.

Your hands formed into fists as they held you body up from the door.

“F-fuck,,, hurry, I’m still on my shift you know?” you spat out at him, your legs shaking from how his dick stretched out your tight walls.

“Whatever you say”

He laced his fingers through your hair, grabbing a fistful before turning his hand and yanking you towards him, your back arching as his hips slam against yours causing your butt to jiggle. You choked on your own moan as Minho’s hand tightly held you by the roots.

The movement repeated and got harder by each thrust causing you to bite your lip in order to stop from screaming out in pleasure. Heat rose to your cheeks as your eyes rolled back into your skull, stray pieces of hair landing infront of your hair. Sweat beaded on Minho’s forehead, his groans getting louder as he neared his sweet release.

“S-so tight,,, fuck.” He spoke haltingly, hating the fact that you made him weak. In order to hold on for longer you clenched around him not knowing that he’d grunt loudly.

“Now you’re c-clenching around me like a little whore?”

A string of moans ensued from your delicate lips upon hearing his new nickname to you. How did he know that you liked it? You could only nod, your speech all slurred from the impact of his dick burrowing deep into your cervix. The knot in your stomach tightened, your head dazed as Minho’s thrusts became uneven, the grip on your hair tightening. Not feeling your legs any longer the knot unraveled, your body shivering from the orgasm that washed upon you, your juices coating Minho’s dick that was still pounding into you at an immense speed.

“A-aah,,,s-shit!” you screamed out as he rushed after his own orgasm, overstimulating you in the meantime. Tears prickled in the corners of your watery eyes as Minho’s last moan echoed in the room, the moan being high in pitch. He pulled out of you leaving your cunt dripping as he pumped his length a couple of times, throwing his head back before his white cum spurted onto your butt, feeling the warm substance drip down your leg. The two of you panted, chest heaving as your forehead made contact with the door, legs weak.

In your peripheral vision you see the boy stretching out a paper towel, his chest heaving as he wiped off the small sweat beads with the back of his hand. You shake your head in order to come back to earth before taking the paper towel from his hand, muttering a small “thank you”.

“So what you say, babygirl?” His dick turning flaccid before pulling up his pants, looking at you wonderingly. You wipe off the cum and discard the paper in a small waste bin before you reach down to grab your panties and pants, pulling them briskly up. You reach for your back pocket, holding out a business card between your pointer and long finger with one hand, the other hand messing with your hair, making it look presentable.

“Call me on Monday” you say before stumbling out of the cubical, leaving the grinning boy behind you.

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flames-tstuff · 3 years ago

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Okay so, um, I hope you don’t mind me requesting something! ^.^ 💕 You always support me and I wanna support you too!

So, Uraraka and Ojiro. Fluff & Tickles. The idea is that Uraraka is stressed out and one way she copes is by coloring, and Bakugou or whoever sees her and teases her, then Ojiro defends her and says like, it’s fine to be a kid sometimes, bc they’ve grown up pretty fast. And so like, the next day they go to a park and swing, he gets her ice cream, then they go back to the dorm and color while watching cartoons, and then a tickle scene happens on the cartoon, and then it leads to him tickling her and hugs and cuddles and friendship. Aaaaa 🙈

To Be a Kid Again (BNHA)

Ojiro wants to show Uraraka that it’s okay to be a kid again sometimes.

Pairings: Platonic Uraraka and Ojiro

Warnings: Bakugou being a jerk, some light angst

Word count: 1.9k

A/N: Omg this is such a cute pairing!! I've never even considered them together, either as friends or as partners. What would their ship name be? Ojiraka? Also, I've never written for either of them, so I hope this is okay!

Uraraka was tired. It had been a long day at school, and despite the fact that it was only Wednesday, she was more than ready for the weekend.

After changing out of her uniform and grabbing a couple items from her room, Uraraka flopped down onto one of the couches of the commons with a heavy sigh. She really didn’t have anything to do now that classes were over for the day. She’d already finished her homework and dinner wasn’t for another or hour or so. Despite how exhausted she was, she had just enough energy left to do one of her favorite activities to pass the time: coloring.

She didn’t know why exactly, but something about sitting down and letting herself get lost in the mindlessness of coloring had always been soothing to her. So there she was, sitting on the couch crisscross, using her knee as a table and getting to work. After a few minutes, the brain fog that had been plaguing Uraraka the last couple of hours began to disappear, and her mind was back as ease.

That was, until Bakugou came into the room. Looking just as tired and grumpy as she felt, Bakugou was about to head up to his room when Uraraka accidentally caught his eye.

“What are you looking at, Round Face?”

She quickly looked back down at her lap in alarm. “N-Nothing. Sorry.”

Bakugou continued to glare her way when he noticed the book in her lap and the pile of markers next to her. He came a few feet closer, eyeing it suspiciously.

“Tch. What are you, five years old?”

“Wh… what do you mean?”

At this time, Ojiro had just entered the commons and was just about to step into the elevator when the other students’ conversation caught his attention.

“Coloring books? Seriously? That shit’s for babies.”

Uraraka felt her cheeks start to burn.

“Hey, hey!” Ojiro jogged over to see what the commotion was about. Bakugou tended to pick fights pretty easily. “What’s going on here?”

Bakugou just crossed his arms and scowled at him.

Ojiro looked down at Uraraka, whose ears and cheeks were painted red. He then noticed the art supplies surrounding her. “Is he giving you a hard time?”

Uraraka just looked back and forth between the two of them, not daring to say anything.

“I heard you say something was ‘for babies,’” Ojiro turned to Bakugou with a stern look on his face. “You weren’t talking about coloring, were you?”

Again, silence.

“It’s really not, you know. People draw and color all the time! Besides, even if it was, what’s wrong with that? Everyone should be allowed to do things they enjoy, especially something as harmless as coloring. I don’t see what the problem is.”

“The problem is that we’re trying to be heroes!” Bakugou shot back. “Heroes shouldn’t be doing childish shit like that! If you really wanted to be a hero you’d be out training!”

Ojiro sighed, a little exasperated. “Of course training is important. But rest is important too. Doing things you love is important. If you don’t take the time to be a kid and let loose a little, you’re going to burn out. No pun intended, in your case, Bakugou.” Ojiro smiled, a little teasingly.

“Ugh, whatever,” Bakugou relented and headed back towards the elevator. “Whatever it’ll take for you to shut up and stop lecturing me.”

Uraraka and Ojiro both snickered at that, and in a few moments, it was just the two of them.

“Sorry about that,” Ojiro said apologetically. “Bakugou can be a real pain sometimes.”

“No kidding,” she agreed. “Um… thanks. You really didn’t have to do that. I’m sure I would’ve been okay on my own.”

“Of course you would have! But what are friends for?” Ojiro smiled brightly, holding out his hand. Uraraka smiled back and accepted the hand up. “You hungry? I think it’s about time for dinner.”

~~~

The next day was just as hard, though Uraraka did feel a little better after a good night’s sleep.

After dinner the previous night, Ojiro had asked if she’d want to hang out the next day after classes, in attempt to keep tabs on her since her fight with Bakugou. She assured him she was fine, but he insisted that it was his treat, so she obliged.

“So where are we going?” Uraraka asked walking next to Ojiro on the sidewalk.

“I’m taking you to one of my favorite places.” The two entered a chain link-fenced area.

“…a playground?”

“Yep! This was one of my favorite places in the world as a kid, and it still is. Come on! Let’s swing!”

And before she could argue, Ojiro grabbed her hand and tugged her along towards the swing set. Thankfully there wasn’t anyone else around, so they had the place to themselves.

“So,” Uraraka started, swinging her legs a little. “Why are we doing this exactly? I mean, don’t get me wrong, I love hanging out! But where is this coming from?”

Ojiro laughed and rubbed the back of his neck, a little sheepish. “I was thinking, well… I wanted to show you that’s it’s okay to be a kid. To let loose a little. You seemed like you needed it, especially after what happened yesterday.”

Uraraka’s heart warmed at that. She really couldn’t ask for better classmates as friends.

Ojiro’s expression dropped to something a little more serious. “I’ve realized that we’ve all had to grow up so fast in these last few years. It makes me kind of sad.”

“Why is that?” Uraraka questioned.

“Don’t you miss this kind of stuff?” He gestured to the rest of the play set. “As much as I hate it, I think you and I both know there’s some truth to what Bakugou said yesterday. Heroes are supposed to be constantly training, constantly trying to grow and improve their skills. All that’s great, but it leaves no room to be what we actually are… teens. Kids. Don’t you ever feel like you grew up too fast?”

Uraraka couldn’t help but think about her parents. How, as just a little girl, barely old enough to go to school, she committed to helping them make money in any way she could. All the experiences she’d missed out on when she was younger due to her family’s financial situation. “Yeah… I guess I do.”

Ojiro offered a sympathetic smile. “That’s why it’s times like these, in the little spare moments we have to ourselves, that we can take the time to indulge that inner child.”

Uraraka took a moment to digest his words. “I think I understand now.” Then, in a small, hopeful voice: “Maybe... a-after we’re done here, we could... um... get some ice cream?”

Ojiro grinned. “I thought you’d never ask.” He hopped off his swing. “Race ya!”

“Hey, no fair!” Uraraka laughed and chased after him.

~~~

After getting their ice cream—strawberry for Uraraka and vanilla for Ojiro—the two friends happily walked back to the dorms together.

“By the way,” Ojiro said, “I never got the chance to tell you, but I saw your coloring book, and well… it looks really good!”

“Oh!” Uraraka looked down, a little embarrassed. “Hah, thanks…”

He could tell she did believe him. “I’m being serious! I think it’s really cool that you’re into that kind of stuff. Have you always liked coloring? You seem to be good at it.”

“Yeah, but I really can’t take much credit. I mean, it’s just filling in the shapes. It’s not like I drew it,” she reasoned, licking her ice cream.

“Hey, I can hardly stay in the lines, so it’s impressive to me.”

Uraraka laughed, knowing he was probably just saying that to make her feel good, but she appreciated it nonetheless.

“Thank you,” she said, speaking as sincere as possible. They had made it back to the common area of the dorms where they stood, waiting to depart to their own rooms. “For everything.”

Ojiro realized she thought he had brought her back here to say goodbye. “Hey, if you want, you can hang in my room.”

“Really?”

“Yeah! We could watch TV, or if you have homework to work on, I won’t bother you.”

She smiled. “I’d love that. Thanks again, Ojiro, you’re the best.” She threw her arms around him in a tight hug. Ojiro was a little taken aback, but quickly returned the gesture.

The two friends sat comfortably on his bed with their backs against the wall. The TV droned on in the background, mostly forgotten, as they chatted about school and their weekend plans.

Once the conversation died out, they settled down to watch what was playing on the screen, falling into comfortable silence. One of the characters poked the other, making them jump back and laugh. Ojiro smiled at the scene and stole a quick glance at Uraraka to see how she was doing, just in time to see her blush a little at the sight. It was so brief, if he hadn’t looked at just the right moment he would’ve missed it.

Suddenly feeling mischievous, Ojiro darted his hands to Uraraka’s sides and began squeezing, making her squeal and fall back on the bed in a fit of happy giggles.

“Ohohjiroho! Eeeep! Whaha—Why? Hahaha!”

“Because! I wanna hear you laugh! Didn’t I tell you to start letting loose?”

Uraraka was too weak and giddy to respond or do much more than weakly bat his hands in a half-hearted attempt.

Ojiro made the mistake of coming closer to get better purchase on her ribs, and Uraraka pushed through the tickly feeling just enough to be able to reach a hand up and scratch at the base of his spine, making him yelp and jerk away. This gave Uraraka just enough time to gain the upper hand by pushing him down and straddling his waist with her knees.

“Uraraka, wa-HAHAHAIT!” he burst into loud belly laughter as she began kneading up and down his torso the same way he had done to her.

“Maybe you should start taking your own advice, Ojiro!” she laughed with him. “Come on, you shouldn’t be afraid of being a kid again, right? Tickle tickle!”

This made his cheeks turn bright red and his laugh go a few pitches higher.

Uraraka was feeling all-powerful with Ojiro now at her mercy. That was, until she felt a soft, feathery feeling against her neck and under her chin, making her flinch and snort.

“Ohohoh my gohohosh, you snohorted!” Ojrio teased through his own laughter.

“N-no fahahair!” Uraraka stammered out as best she could. “You shohouldn’t be allowed t-to use your tahahail!”

“Wehehell too bahad! I’m using it!”

The two stayed like that, trying to out-tickle each other—Uraraka going at his ribs and belly, and Ojiro trying his best to throw her off using his tail to brush all over her neck and sides, both laughing hysterically. Eventually Uraraka was weakened just enough for Ojiro to get her back one last time before they both collapsed in exhaustion.

“Jeez, you don’t give up easy, do you?” Uraraka panted, a big smile still on her face.

“No,” Ojiro agreed. “But you held out pretty long too, I’m impressed.”

After finally catching their breath, Uraraka opened her arms in offering. “Cuddles?”

Ojiro couldn’t have refused the offer if he tried. “Heh. Yeah, cuddles.”

He scooted closer and wrapped his arms around her torso, leaning his head into her shoulder. She wrapped her arms around him in return, resting her head atop his.

And there they stayed for the rest of the evening.

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sunaswife · 4 years ago

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A Suna Rintarou Series |

Summary: Suna was the best boyfriend you could ask for, after fighting with your inner demons that screamed you were ugly, worthless, and annoying. You finally decided to go the next step with your boyfriend, only to find out it was all a game.

A\N: Part 5!!!! Lajauwjshwisjsusjs lol

Warnings: underaged drinking, smut, guys talking badly about women, heartbreak, messed up shit that you shouldn’t do and a bit of fluff if you squint

Disc three-slide one: Kageyama Y/N 🤍

You hummed quietly as you grabbed your books from your locker. Completely unaware of the boy behind you. “Hi Kageyama.” You heard a whisper in your ear. You jumped and put a hand over you chest. “Jesus, Miya.” You sigh but quickly push that aside. “I wanted to see who stole my boy Suna’s heart.” Atsumu gave a closed eye smile.

You blushed and looked away as the twin stared down at you. “You’re so much cuter than how Suna described you, ya know.” He said and you covered your face in embarrassment but your ears gave it all away due to your neatly kept ponytail. Atsumu thought it was so funny and cute how flustered you got with such little words. “Thanks i guess, is there anything I can help you with?” You asked. “You’re working on that project with Suna during lunch right?” He asked and you nodded.

“Darn.” He snapped his fingers and put his hand on his hip. He seemed to be in deep thought. “I need help with chemistry so I was wondering if you could help me study for an upcoming exam.” He chuckled and rubbed the back of his head. “I’d be more than happy to help you out, Miya. But you have practice before and after school, and I’m booked during lunch because of the project.” You frowned.

“I know.” He sighed, “Guess I’ll try to ask ‘samu but he yells and I don’t like the way he teaches.” He whined. You fiddled with your fingers not knowing what to say, I mean you wanna help him out. If he fails his test he won’t be able to play volleyball and you don’t want that. “I-if you want...I can tutor you after practice for a bit...” you spoke up completely unaware of your fox like boyfriend towering behind you. “Tutor for what?” You heard and long arms wrapped around your waist from behind. Suna rested his chin on your head and gave pissy hair a glare.

“Rin—I thought we agreed on no PDA...” your face was flushed red. “But princess, how am I supposed to show players like ‘Tsumu that you’re my girlfriend.” It sounded more like a statement than a question. “He just needs a tutor for chemistry..” you answered honestly. “Is that so..? Can I join the study party too? I’m not doing so hot in chemistry as well.” Suna admitted and you turned your head to look at him. “I don’t see why not..” you told him.

Before you knew it his hand grabbed your chin and he stole your lips into a kiss. You kissed back but quickly pulled away because you were at school and now everyone was looking at you three. You looked back at Atsumu and his eye twitched when he looked at your boyfriend.

“So today after practice is fine?” You asked and they both looked down at you and nodded. “Okay, I’ll see you both later.” You said simply and pulled away from Suna’s grasp. You closed your locker with your needed books in hand and you walked away. You head was down and your books covered your face to hide your blush.

“Bitch what was that?!” You friend whisper yelled and shook your shoulder. You looked at her and shook your head, “I honestly don’t know.” You said. “Are you dating, Suna?” She asked and you nodded. “Eeeep! I need details later okay?” She asked with a wink and you hesitantly nodded. “Bye bye!” She waved and you waved back to head to your first class.

You shared a class with Suna so when he sat next to you to pair up for the project again everyone was looking at your every move. Almost everyone saw what went down by your locker and Suna didn’t seem like the type to do something so bold. Let alone with the top student of the class. Word spreaded around fast like wildfire and Suna was satisfied. All that PDA that went down in the morning was forgotten in his mind and he never touched you for the rest of the day.

You were originally going to go to the library after school to wait for the boys but Atsumu persistently asked if you could come see their practice. You eventually agreed and wondered When was the last time you’ve been on a volleyball court.

Atsumu was chatting your ear away about how good of a setter he was and he started explaining what a setter is and you tried not to laugh because you know how volleyball works and not only were you a good setter in middle school but your cousin is an amazing setter as well.

But he seemed so happy you didn’t want to burst his bubble. “Well well well, who do we have here?” You heard and turned around. “‘Samu! Look isn’t Suna’s girlfriend cute!~” Atsumu patted your head and you removed his hand. “She’s so adorable I just wanna gobble her up.” He gave a smirk to Suna’s way and they both shot daggers at one another. You stood in between them completely oblivious to their fighting and you gave a slight bow to Osamu. “Nice to meet you. Rin has told me a lot about you. It’s nice to know he has a good friend.” You smiled softly.

Osamu coughed and looked away,

Why are you so fucking cute?!

Suna really did get such a cute girlfriend. “It’s nice to meet you too, please take care of Suna and my idiot brother since he told me you would tutor him today.” He said and you nodded. “Whatever, we’re gonna be late. Y/N, wait by the gym entrance for our captain, Kita or the coach.” Suna said and you nodded. He gave you a small smile and he walked away to the club room with the twins following behind him.

The coach arrived first and asked who you were and you explained that you would be tutoring Suna and Atsumu after practice. You apologized for barging in but he shook his head and said that it was fine.

“If you don’t have anything to do, do you mind helping me out with a few things while they practice?” He asked and you shook your head. “I don’t mind what do you need help with?” You asked. He gave you several tasks such as a small inventory in the storage area, filling up the water bottles and getting the colored vests ready for a practice match. You were honestly buzzing with excitement, you haven’t seen a volleyball game so up close in ages. Even if it was simply a practice match. You managed to meet the rear of Inarizaki’s volleyball team and Kita was very kind to you and it made you wish he was your older brother.

You helped out the coach more by taking a few notes for him as he talked and you thanked god you were such a fast note taker because you managed to get every single word down. Everyone on the team especially the twins and your boyfriend noticed how good and natural you worked around the court. “Suna ask her to be team manager.” Osamu nudged him. “Hell no.” He shook his head. He sees you enough during class, and in all honesty he doesn’t wanna actually catch feelings for you. You were naturally sweet and he didn’t want to feel more like a piece of shit.

“Why does Suna have to ask her?” Ojiro asked, by this time everyone turned to look at the three second years and Atsumu spoke up with a smirk. “She’s Suna’s girlfriend.”

“Girlfriend?!” They all repeated in shock.

“What the fuck does she see in you anyways? Poor girl must be blind.” Hitoshi said which lowkey pissed off your boyfriend. “Nah he’s more like her Prince Charming because he was so romantic on their first date.” Atsumu teased which caused Suna’s ears to turn red. “That’s hard to believe.” One of their teammates spoke up. “Either way I think, Kageyama is doing a good job. If he won’t ask her, I will.” Kita said seriously and the three second years gulped.

The gym doors opened and the team they would be up against arrived.

Previously

Next Part

Series Masterlist

AN: UGH THANKS FOR ALL THE SUPPORT! I love you all! THIS IS MY FIRST SERIES AND IM GLAD YALL LIKE IT 🥺

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holdmytesseract · 8 months ago

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Q&A with Ice Flower Loki🩵

Hi king Loki :). Mind me asking how you’re getting along with your wife’s Aesir family? Thor, for example😊 And do you ever send the twins to Asgard to stay with their grandparents for a while?

Eeeep! A Q&A ask! I sincerely hoped that somebody would send this kind of asks! 😍 Thank you, friend! 🤗

Now, lemme get Loki real quick... *ahem* Your majesty, there are some questions for you!

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Greetings, mortal. That is a very personal question, I must admit. But since you addressed me so kindly, I'll answer it anyway.

Yes, I do get along with my wife's Æsir family. Prince Thor has always been a great friend of mine. We got drunk together once in a while, back when we were younger. *wallows in memories for a short moment* I respect Odin. I always have, just like my father did. And honestly, I am quite sad that I didn't get to know Frigga better before her death...

Our twins enjoy to stay on Asgard, for sure. We rarely send them off alone, though. They usually always travel with us.

I hope your questions have been answered.

#campfire sleepover #2k follower celebration #the iceflower au #jotun!loki #q&a time

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levi-supreme · 3 years ago

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Reiiiii ❤️ eeeep thank you for the honorable mention in your previous ask-response 🥰

May i know 8, 13 & 14?

Hello Mrs Smith!!! Hehehe you're very welcomed <3

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8: If you got a computer virus that deleted all your fics but had just enough time to save one before they were wiped out, which fic would you pick and why?

Okay so I think I will go with 'Letting Go'. It's an unexpected sequel to one of my Thirsty Thursday post titled 'In Control' and I don't know, I was so into writing the sequel, I finished it in one day. I love how that thirst turned out too and I really want to keep that thirst with me haha.

13: Do you make playlists for when you write? If so, share!

I don't make playlists specific to a fic I'm writing for, and I also don't have a playlist to listen to when I'm writing haha. But, I have playlists named after the nine hashiras of the Demon Slayer Corps and they are all based on my mood lol, and also I have a playlist named Levi 💚 which has all my favourite songs, and songs that remind me of Levi.

I alternate between these playlists sometimes depending on my mood and what I'm writing hehe. So like the playlist named 'Kyoujurou' would have songs that are upbeat, have 'fire' in their titles or songs that remind me of best boi, and the playlist named 'Giyuu' would be more mellow, have 'Rain' in their titles, or generally more emo.

14: What trope would you refuse to write even if you were paid to do it?

I don't know if this considers to be a trope but NO DARK CONTENT FOR ME!!!!!! I don't like it at all and haha, I am so aversive to so many types of tropes and kinks like stepcest, daddy kinks, too hardcore BDSM etc and oh my god, I can never ever picture myself writing any type of dark content even though I may read it Nhahaha.

Thank you for sending me these questions Mia!!! I hope everything is going well with your wedding prep and I wish you and your soulmate an endless life of happiness!!!!!

Fanfic writer asks!

#ack3rlady.asks #rei.answers #omg can you tell i was smiling when i was talking about levi jsgdjshfksja

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ghostfacesvalentine · 4 years ago

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Are you two friends yet? Cloud Strife x Fem!Reader

Pairing: Cloud Strife x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Some cussing, mentions of death, itsy bitsy angst.

Type: One shot

Request: N/A

Word Count: 2,327

Prompt: The reader meets Cloud at Tifa's bar, tells him her story and it doesn't take long for Cloud to consider her a friend. Basically Reader and Cloud meet for the first time. Eeeep

Notes: HA bet you didn't expect this from me. But I've been getting into FF and there's not enough writing on them but since I'm still fairly new to this I just be testing the waters. I was so impatient to release this tho lol. Honestly I was thinking about making this longer, or at least making a part two and three because I really do like where this story is going and it def holds potential imo, but I mostly did this for shits and giggles because I'm also Clouds babie. Kiss kiss.

Growing up, you knew this was the life almost everyone had to endure, there was really no option of a warfree life, but sometimes that took a toll on you. You were exhausted, truly, but you kept that to yourself, you were sure many people were exhausted and that your feelings couldn't be validated. A few years back your father became a mercenary, abandoning you and your mother, it wasn't long after that your mother died protecting you, it was devastating, traumatic to say the least. You ached at the memory, nothing soothed it, your heart kept bleeding. There really was no comfort at the time, you were inconsolable. Still there was a lot of emotions brewing inside of you, mostly resentment, hatred, but overall fear. You would never admit it, you rather die. You were fearful of everything around you, but continued to train yourself to react violently at whatever made you afraid.

It didn't take long after your mothers death that you decided to take up his mantle of being a protector. It wasn't easy, it was far from that. There had been many times you were entangled in bruises, cuts and gauze, you got your fair share of both kicking and getting your ass kicked. However, you swore you'd fight back with your very life and you have. Your father never really taught you anything other than the basics in training, how to defend yourself, how to get out of sticky situations, how to react quickly. You weren't very familiar with weapons or how to wield them, correctly at least, but you adapted well to environments, using whatever was nearby to come out alive.

You'd been in more brawls than you could count, heaving as you zig zagged your way through alleyways and swinging whatever was nearby towards any attacker that was a hair away from you. Sometimes even doing the most basic errands became taxing, one of your favorite weapons became two small blades, about your forearms length, taken from one of your attackers from a previous battle. It was strenuous to handle them if you were being honest, you didn't know anything about these things, only from what you've seen with your opponents. There were plenty of moments where you've sliced your hands, arms, even thighs, which those hurt the most if you were being sincere. Of course there was much to grasp when it came to fighting.

here was no other way to learn than the hard way but you didn't want to be the defender anymore, you wanted to rest, you wanted to be the one behind the shield again, you wanted to take a break. You'd lock yourself in the bathroom, weep silently at the frustration all while taking a shower, getting dressed and ready for the day, never showing an ounce of hesitation before anyone. You didn't want anyone to be aware that you were afraid, you didn't want to admit it and you didn't want to be the protector anymore.

The closest release you've had were the times you'd massacre your attackers, all pretending they were the ones who had your mothers blood on their hands. This was your only outlet, this and training, you put your all into it. Every punch, kick, shove, swing, each of it was running on the hatred you felt, the hurt you carried. Still, nothing seemed to soothe.

Tifa was a close friend of yours, afterall you both could've used a friend like each other. You frequented her bar a lot, whether it was to get completely shitfaced because of the stress or just to unwind some, but always to see how Tifa was holding up. It was raining some, the streets were damp and you shoved yourself through the doors going straight to the elongated table but before you could make it any further you noticed a new face in the crowd. It wasn't uncommon for Tifa to serve travelers, but this was different.

She was visibly entertained with this unfamiliar face, he was slim toned, dressed in dark tones from head to toe, a threatening sword clasped onto his back, thick combat boots worthy of bloodshed evidence. You stared at him for a second, then looked at Tifa, it was then she caught your shape in the corner of her eye, as if her face couldn't light up any more, it certainly did. "Y/N!" She exclaimed, motioning you to come closer, but your hesitancy was persistent. After a few seconds you dragged yourself towards both of them. You stiffened as you sat next to the stranger, Tifa's eyes shifted back to you then the guy next to you, she knew you weren't very social, but he must be very important to her if she insisted you stop by. "Y/N, this is Cloud Strife. He's been a friend of mine since childhood, it's been a while since he came around." Her eyes then lingered towards him for a brief second. You gazed at him for a split second, your cheeks reddened delicately. "Cloud, this is Y/N. We met at the slums, she saved my ass back there." Tifa grinned with her arms crossed pressed against the table, her eyes moving back and forth between you and Cloud? was it. A frown fell upon your face, shaking your head in denial "What? No, if it wasn't for Tifa I'd be dinner." You laughed weakly, visibly nervous at the lack of interest coming from Tifa's childhood friend.

"Here, I'll get you guys a drink." The voided haired woman broke in silence, turning her back to the pair of you. As she busied herself, you swallowed dryly, unsure of how to react. He only sat there, almost as if he was lost in thought, battling in his own head, you were all too familiar with the feeling. You empathized with him though, trying not to judge him for his lack of social skills, after all, you were mimicking his energy, without meaning to. You pursed your lips and kept your eyes on the glass table waiting for Tifa to return, to your luck she was tending to others.

You've been in more awkward situations, you thought. It almost became hard to breathe, though the traffic was flowing relatively as usual, it still felt like you were in the spotlight. You wagered your options and among them all, you decided maybe excusing yourself to the bathroom was your best option. Your eyes glazing over to Tifa and just as you parted your lips to speak, Cloud spoke.

"How long have you known her?"

It caught you somewhat off guard, your head then swayed back to him, who was still in the same motionless position as prior. "Oh, um, about two years, going on three this spring." You nodded, pushing your hair back behind your ear as an indication of nervousness. Of course he didn't have to know that. "What are you visiting for?" You turned to him, still afraid to look him in the eyes, you weren't very good at handling rejection, any kind of rejection and to avoid handling it, you decided to go to the source, by avoiding interacting with anyone unless it was absolutely necessary.

He turned his head towards the direction of your hands, his eyes lingered for a moment, the same pout still expressed across his face. "Just wandering." Was his only explanation, which was good enough for you, prying was never something you did and you wouldn't start today. Tifas warm smile welcomed you again. "Here Y/N, your favorite." She beamed before you, pushing a glass of Y/F/D towards you and a glass towards Cloud. "This is Y/N's favorite drink, I thought you'd try something new today Cloud." She giggled, you turned your head over to the stiff guy, his pale cheeks coming alive with some pink. Initially you didn't get a good look at him, not until now, maybe it was Tifa that gave you the confidence. His eyes were bold, blue, vividly contrasting his face and his entire outfit, freckles splayed across his face, more noticeable with the newformed pink stains.

"I like it." He admitted after a sip, he seemed to take his time drinking, with no rush to go anywhere, you became more curious about this new person. Tifa grinned at his response, you continued to drink from your glass, falling back into your shell. Licking your lips as you looked down to the liquid, there was no way to make you more interesting, so you thought. Instead you let Tifa take the lead, but she was at work and it didn't take long for her to be busy again. "I'll be right back." She excused herself again, she didn't need to explain, she was at work after all. You turned your gaze to Cloud again, a little boozed up gave you a bit more confidence. "So, what do you do Cloud?" You choked out, it was almost painful to try to bring a conversation alive when the other person was just as perplexing

He sat there motionless once more, almost as if he didn't hear you, at this point you weren't really sure. "I was a soldier.. Now I just find, jobs to fulfill." He admitted, which explained his attire, not that you really questioned it, but it made more sense. You sat there semi-stunned, unsure if you wanted to continue further or not. "I see." You replied, looking back to your beverage. Your back relaxed a bit, signaling defeat, which in a way was. When your shoulders relaxed and you turned elsewhere, it seemed like Cloud snapped back to reality. "What about you? What's your story?" He asked, his tone was somewhat off, but it still gravitated you back to him. A small frown came across your face, was your mothers death really your story? Come to think of it, you felt like you didn't really have a story. "I don't think it's very different from others around here.." You ached as you spoke. Cloud noted this immediately, though he showed an indifference, it was far from it. He was listening to you.

"No one's story is the same." He disputed, it seemed like the logical response, which it was, but there was a glimmer of being taken into account by someone other than Tifa, which made you feel a bit odd. After a pause, you quickly gathered he was still waiting for a response, which made your blood rush to your cheeks once more. You swallowed again, a slight tingle overcame you, it was just nerves. "My father left my mom and me when I was ten?" Your eyebrows knit together as you tried to remember, some of the memories became blurry as the time continued. "My mother said he was going to become a mercenary, so either he got killed or really liked the job." You slowly shrugged at the discomfort of the idea. "It doesn't matter what was of him anyway. A few months later, we were attacked, my mother did everything she could to protect me, I was under the bed when this all happened. She stuffed me under there, but after she left the room, I climbed out through the window. If I had stayed under there, I would've been dead too, but maybe that wouldn't have been so bad." You continued to ramble, Cloud could tell how this affected you, he was all too familiar with the feeling of guilt, he knew what that face meant.

Hurriedly you took a sip from your drink again, all the way to the last drop. Cloud just stayed looking at you, not knowing how to respond or comfort you, there was a slight panic going on in his head, but you were too caught up in the memory. "I'm sorry." You smiled strangely as you set the glass down, trying to regulate your breathing.

Cloud hesitated, but he placed a hand over the back of your wrist as it laid against the table. Your jagged breathing came to a halt, just as he radiated calmness. When you eased, Cloud did as well. He wasn't very good with words, it didn't take long to notice that, but that little gesture seemed to alleviate more than any speech would. "Your mother didn't die in vain Y/N." You never imagined it like that, your eyes turned to Cloud, blurry and tainted pink around Y/E/C colored rings. There was a gentleness in his frown, his hand hadn't left your wrist, it may have been a small gesture, but you'd be lying if you said you weren't stinging for another persons touch. "Thank you Cloud." Was all you could muster out of your throat, you fiddled with your glass with your free hand, looking away from his face and back to the empty cup. This was his sign to remove his hand, which he did, promptly to your dismay. You were kind of hoping he'd stay like that for a while, but you two had just met, you were just desperate to be comforted and this wasn't fair to throw it on him.

You blinked away the evidence of your ache, swiping your tongue across your bottom lip and looked up when Tifa approached you both. "Are you guys friends yet?" She asked hopefully as her gaze shifted between both of you, her eyes lingered to you when she noticed your rosy cheeks and nose, knowing this was an indication of your sadness. It was hard to keep these things from Tifa, she was very good at picking up the smallest gestures, especially of those close to her and she proudly considered you as close.

Before you could say anything, to both you and Tifa's surprise Cloud broke the silence "I'd say so." A soft smile came upon your face as Tifa's eyebrows arched slightly in surprise. You surely hoped to become his friend.

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MY PRECIOUS AIMSIES !! hihi my love !! :3 how are you doing these days ?! was your weekend good ?? i gots to know !! PLZ you’re so sweet, i’m so glad i can make your day just by popping in on your inbox !! it seriously makes me giggle and kick my feet while i read your response, my heart gets all giddy fr !! >-< my long ask awaits you… here i go !! T^T

AHHH yesyes, so this past weekend kou did treat me to a lil special date !! how did you know ?! >.< we went to an ice cream shop and got some yummy cones :p and then we for a nice little walk around town before cooking a nice dinner at home and snuggling up <3

oh my gosh… double date planning time ?! IM ALL EARS !! EEEP an arcade sounds SOSOSO fun !! PLZ we seriously would be just watching it all go down… it’s free entertainment at that point HELP !! TEEHEE IM GIGGLING i can imagine the little sweat drops after they lose a game… it’s followed by atleast 10 more “ the next one i’ll win for you !! for sure this time !!” to no avail i fear </3 that’s when me and you come in to save the day and show those boys whos BOSS !! >.< this double date has to happen real soon aimsies !! me and bo will definitely be there !! <3

stop… THE aimsies missed lil ol’ me ?? SOBS pls I MISSED YOU SOSO MUCH !! i kept checking to make sure i wouldn’t miss your return, i just had to make sure i’d be there to wish you a warm welcome back <3 PLZ tumblr can definitely be overwhelming thats soso understandable, but your here and thriving and that’s what matters !! im so glad the hiatus went well for you aimsies, you deserved it :> AND OMG your responses make ME feel loved !! it’s a win win and im so glad i can make you happy with my silly ramblings T^T

WAHH words of affirmation with kuroo, i seriously can’t get over how cute you two are !! you hit the jackpot, because he definitely would master any love language in the book just to see you happy <3 HELP OH MY GOODNESS, me and tinky catsonas would be SOSOSO cute !! PLZ kou definitely would be a super fluffy kitty, i think you might be talking about a ragdoll or a mainecoon ?? theres so many fluffy kitties out there HELP but YES he definitely would be SO FLUFFY !! one day i MUST send a drawing of you and kuroo’s catsonas, i just can’t stop thinking about how cute they would be !! >.<

WHATT I GUESSED IT ?! YIPEEE !! WHERE DID KUROO TAKE YOU ?! i MUST know all the fun details !! >_<

oh yes… kuroo must be magical for real !! he loves you sosoSO much PLS !! im telling kuroo to go give you so many hugs and kisses and he is DASHING your way !! he will wipe the sniffles away </3

PLS AIMSIES my heart gets so warm when you talk about me and tinky </3 YOU’RE SO RIGHT !! ( gojo reference? jk ) the little things always mean the mostest sob :,) OHHH MY GOODNESS PALEASEEE !! he is always kissin’ me every chance he gets </3 sometimes its a fast lil peck and other times he’s goin’ in for the kill with a big huge smooch ( he definitely exaggerates the kissy noises LMAO ) SOB !! oh how i love that man to pieces </3 AND OH HOW I LOVE YOU AND KUROO !! KUROMY !! MY OTP !! >.<

oh my goodness FUNNEL CAKE !! how did i guess ?! i am SUCH a foodie too, snacks on snacks for real !! i could for sure imagine kuroo not even having to ask, he just see’s that lil look in your eyes and he’s immediately standing in line to grab you that yummy treat !! EXACTLY OMG nostalgia ALWAYS makes food taste so much better !! :0

EEEEP ME AND TINKY TIME YIPEEE !! i’ll do a different version than last time for this cutesie question, im always thinking of so many different ways it would go !! >.<

so kou actually confessed to me in college when i was sick :( we were always together all the time and when he found out i was under the weather, he came to my dorm with some soup and a bouquet of flowers, he even had a get well soon card <3 he was hugging me and taking care of me, and i told him he would get sick if he stayed around me, but he said “well i don’t care if i get sick, i need to make sure you’re all better so i can ask you to be my girlfriend!” sniff !! it was the cutest thing ever and i was SO surprised !! he definitely didn’t mean to blurt it out like that but i was sniffing and crying all sickly but happy because oh my goodness, he practically had just confessed already !! i was over the moon :( he did end up asking me to be his girlfriend while i was still sick, and he stayed with me until i was all better <3 WHAT A SWEETHEART !!

but but, now it’s time for KUROMY QUESTION !!

what’s you and kuroo’s favorite movie/tv show to watch together ? is it a sad movie, comedy, action, i MUST know !!

I LOVE YOU MORE AIMSIES im proudly wearing my lil flower crown with you while we frolic around in the spring flowers this lovely season <3 IM SENDING YOU SOSOSOSO MANY SMOOCHES AND HUGS MY PRECIOUS STARLIGHT AIMSIES !! MWUAHHHH <3

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HELLO BELOVED :3 !!!!!! getting cozy rn and ready to respond to your ask <3 im so sorry for the delay T^T !

i’m doing so well these days tbh !! this week has been super nice bc i feel like the new moon is letting me shed a lot of old feelings and leading me towards a new beginning !! what about you ?? how’s spring treating you??

an ice cream date sounds so so good , one of my mooties wrote a lil fic about bokuto + ice cream dates hehe if ya wanna read it ill link it here ! but i bet it was so nice :3 does bokuto love trying a bunch of diff flavors? or does he always get the same thing ?? i must know !!

you and me when we rule the arcade .. ultimate summer vibes omg . the boys don’t know what happened but they’re so quick to turn around and start cheering for us !! we need to team up and kick their butts fr hehe <3

SOB UR SO SWEET !! u def gave me a warm welcome back and every ask you send just lights up this lil bloggie even more !! you’re a ray of sunshine and always so refreshing to chat with :’) !!! YOU HAVE THE BEST VIBES !!

omg yes the ragdoll kitty !!! they’re soo so fluffy i could see your tinky being like that :’) kuroo doodles him and bokuto together all the time … I SWEAR !! so if he’s a ragdoll, what kind of kitty would you be ?? i always have a hard time picking which one i would be </3

KUROO TOOK ME TO THE BEACH !! he wanted to welcome the warmer weather and we got a lil condo and soaked up the sun all weekend !! his nose got burnt tho… poor fella. i told him to keep applying sunscreen !!! i kissed it all better tho dw hehe

bokuto + making exaggerated kissy noises makes sm sense HEHEEH he seems like the kind of guy who would just shower you with affection & physical touch !! always wanting to have his arm around you or his lips pressed against your cheek , he’s obsessed !

omg fellow foodie :’) !!! I LOVE !! kuroo def knows the drill now. if i see food, he knows by the lil glint in my eye that ill wanna try it and he drags me over there before i can say a word !! i like to think we’re very attune to one another !

WAAAH BOKUTO STAYING WITH YOU AND MAKING SURE YOURE FEELING OKAY !!! what a sweetheart ! and the fact he brought flowers & soup, he’s so smitten hehe im so in love with all the different ways you guys show love for each other !! and the confession eeep !!!

oooo kuroo and i watch anything tbh !! i like to go for comedies and rom coms .. he swears he doesn’t like romcoms BUT i always catch him invested and shedding a tear or two at the end !! we also enjoy watching something with some sci fi ! i think kuroo enjoys marvel & star wars and stuff like that so we try to keep up with the latest !

TINKY TIME ! okay , if you could live in any au (besides modern) with tinky, what would it be ?? i must know ! would you see yourselves together in a royal au or street racer au or anything tbh !!!

MWAAAH I LOVE U !! i hope ur doing well <3 we are taking our flower crowns and skipping down along the cherry blossom path together !!!!

#‧⁺◟( ᵒ̴̶̷̥́ ·̫ ᵒ̴̶̷̣̥̀ ) <- me anytime you send me an ask <3 #sending love to you and ur tinky <333 #𐔌‧｡˚ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴏᴜᴅꜱ ֢#‎⋆˙ᰔ ֢ 𓂃 :3 .ᐟ

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