#hurts to sleep w a ponytail i know from experience so he's got his hair down ehee

[3-inch-doodles]

quick doodle- Night Watch

[alice-angel12x]

☁Centaur!Shouto x reader

It was a bright hot summer day, not even a cloud in the sky. It would be a perfect day for a good centaur racing, I would say.

"And what a beautiful day here in our small town of Seris. The perfect weather for a good Race, right Aizawa?" Present Mic's voice boomed over the arena.

"Augh. I would be at home asleep right now," Mr.Aizawa complained.

"Anyway it's the last lap for the race and number 27 Endeavor with rider Hawks is still holding first place, with number 1 All Might with rider Night eye on their tail. Which is exciting cause both centaurs have won both Preakness Stakes, and Belmont Stakes. If either one wins they will be the next triple crown," mic explained.

He was right the race was heated. All Might started to catch up with endeavor, but Endeavor was still in the lead by a nose.

"We're not going to win this," Night eye sighed as he eyed up Hawks and his centaur.

"Don't give up nighteye, we can still win this. The hurdles are the last obstacle," All Might gasps as he continues to run full throttle.

Up ahead were a few rows of fences laid out 176 yards away from the finish line.

As the two centaurs leaped over the fecenes, Endeavor failed to time his leap and knocked over the fence. Causing him to trip and send his rider flying. All Might and Night eye made it past the fences and sped ahead to take the win. As endeavor watched on as he felt the glare of his owner in the stand.

Farther away was a small pen that held the little colts, that also watched the race.

"Man did you see that, All Might Won. Know he's the triple Crown," A young colt Izuku said in awe.

"Ha, when I become a strong stallion, I'll be the next triple crown," Katsuki said confidently.

Shouto a young colt was in awe of All night's strength and aura. He wanted to be strong like him.

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When Shoto and Endeavor returned home, their life changed drastically. Their owner Figs started to do the bare minimum to take care of them. It got so bad that endeavors mate Rei died of malnutrition. After that loss in the race, Fig took out his anger on the centaurs.

Endeavor wasn't any better. Every day he forced his colts and fillies to run and train. His oldest son died of exhaustion from Endeavor, and lack of nutrition from Fig.

The other two siblings were eventually sold to other owners. Leaving Shouto alone in that old barn. ____

"Faster Shouto, you never be a triple Crown with that speed," Endeavor said as he whipped Shouto.

Shouto kept running till he came to an abrupt stop, as he threw up near an old tree. Endeavor cracked his whip as a warning to Shoto.

Shouto gasped as he got back but and ran till dawn.

"Humph, you have lots of room for improvement. Get to your stall and rest. We're continuing this tomorrow," Endeavor said not even looking at Shouto.

Shouto said made his way to his stable as he waited in his stall. Eventually, Fig came and dropped two nearly rotten apples in his food pale. Shouto grimaced and Fig noticed. Which did not make him happy.

"What not good Enough for you. You little s***!" Fig shouted as he grabbed a hot kettle and threw a cup's worth of boiling water at his face.

Shouto screamed in pain as he clutched the left side of his face.

"NOW YOUR PLACE. I OWN YOU!" Fig yelled in anger as he stormed out of the barn.

Shoto looked over to his father's stall, which was across from him. Only to see that his father just stared at him with no emotion. He simply shook his head and turned away.

It felt like the who world shatters as he felt nothing anger towards his father, Fig, Everything. From that day he refused to train or cooperate. Which lead to Him being beaten, whipped, and starve.

"How long are you going to stay on your foolish strike? I won't benefit you in the long run," Endeavor said as he went to sleep.

But Shoto didn't reply as quickly dug up the spare key to his stall. Quietly he unlocked his stall, then the barn door. Once outside he locked the door and made a run for the forest.

The forest was dark and quiet. It felt like Shoto was walking for miles, but didn't feel safe to rest anywhere in the forest. As he continued onward, Shoto tried and fell down a steep hill and hurt his right front leg. He cried out in pain as the pain was almost bearable. He limps forward and Eventually gets out of the forest to see... A barn out in the distance.

At first, Shoto was confused, did he walk in one big circle. Sadly he was too tired and sore to keep walking. As he collapsed where he stood.

The sun peeked above the horizon as the rooster crowed into the morning sky. Sunlight poured into the barn where Shouto laid. His eyes slowly open as he pushed himself upright.

It took him a few seconds to realize he was in a barn. He quickly got to his feet only to feel a sharp pain him his front leg. Cried in pain as he bumped into the side of his stall. It caused A huge ruckus as the stall across from his stirred. He closed his eyes tight expecting his father to scold him, only to hear a different voice.

"Hey keep it down over there. So of use are still trying to sleep," a young voice called out.

Shouto looked over to see a young centaur colt. Around his age with odd purple hair and baggy eyes.

Suddenly another voice calls out.

"What's going on over there?" A female voice asked this time.

Another centaur filly, as his age was in the stall next to the purple guy. She had fair skin and jet black hair tied into a ponytail.

"W-were am I?" Shouto asked.

"You are in a barn on the Aizawa family's land," The girl explained. "I'm Momo by the way. And this guy is Shinsou," she introduced.

"Shoto," Shoto said simply.

Shouto quickly inspects himself and sees he is covered in bandages. His coat and hair were all muddy and messy.

Suddenly the barn door opened revealing a young girl with h/c hair and e/c eyes. She looked a year or two younger than Shouto.

She came into the barn and started to drop apples, carrots, and some oats into their food pale. Shouto backs up to the corner of the stall, suspicious of the new human. The girl eventually comes over to his stall with a smile as she places his breakfast in the food pile. Shouto glared at her the entire time. Though she didn't seem to be bothered by that, as she continued her chores.

"Momo, who is that?" Shouto asked.

"That is y/n, she is one of the caretakers here, she is also my partner in pageants," Momo said proudly.

"Bad experiences with humans, Shouto?" Shinsou asked.

"You could say that,'' Shouto said.

Eventually, y/n came back with some bandages and cleaning supplies, and entering Shouto's stall. He tensed up as he saw her approach him. She slowly got on her knees and got slightly closer to him.

"Hello, there I'm y/n. I just want to change your bandages," She said softly. "And what's your name?" She asked.

Shouto didn't say anything as he tried to back away from her even more. Y/n slowly started to get closer only for Shoto to snap at her. She remained calm as she held out her hand, as it started to glow a light blue.

Suddenly all of Shouto's fears and anger began to slip away. So did his energy as he slowly laid on his side. Then y/n got to work on his bandages. Once she was finished she started to stroke Shoto's hair. Shouto didn't mind this as he leaned into it.

"There, that wasn't so bad, was it. Though you really need a bath,"  Y/n giggled slightly.

The bath was a whole new experience for Shoto. He could feel her massaging his muscles, and scrubbing deep into his dirty coat. He had never felt so relaxed in his life before. But after it, he never felt too fresh and clean before. As Y/n began to rub a dry towel on his head, and then down his body. Without even knowing he was slowly leaning onto y/n.

"Shouto... My name is Shouto," He finally answered.

"That's a lovely name," Y/n said as she continued to brush his hair and coat.

Y/n cleaned him up and left him to rest for the day. As Shouto laid down in pure bliss for the first time. He felt fresh and clean, with a full stomach for once.

"Maybe living with them a little longer wouldn't hurt," Shouto mumbled to himself.

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Part.2 coming soon. I hope you liked it and have some requests for me. Soo sees you next time.

[papipopsicle]

AFTERTASTE PART SIX

Pairing: Archie Andrews X Short!Reader

Genre: fluff and some angst

Summary: In which two best friends since childhood test whether sex and friendship can co-exist without causing conflict. Including OC's Flick and Cherry, a bisexual and lesbian in a sapphic relationship who are best friends of Y/N.

Song: Wildflower by 5 Seconds of Summer

Warnings: a high probability for swearing

Words: 1.7K

MASTERLIST

feedback is always appreciated

     "LEONARDO, MICHELANGELO!" An eleven year old Y/N Robins called from her porch door, impatiently tapping a food bowl against the wooden frame she leant against. Behind her, the sun was setting and painted the sky a gorgeous array of pinks and oranges, sweeping together like watercolours. She looked out on the street impatiently, finding its sleeping state both calming and unnerving. Elm Street was never noisy, but after three years of living there, the girl had realised it wasn't a place of silence either.

And she was completely right. A distant, yet soft, meow grew ever closer, finally appearing around the side of a bush. Y/N grinned, affectionately calling out for the birman to go find his dinner, "C'mere Angelo, that's it boy!"

He trotted past her up into the house where his found his dinner waiting.

"Leo!" Her small voice called out as loud as it could into the cool evening air. He had wandered off earlier that same day to enjoy the Riverdale summer heat elsewhere, and the Robins family didn't think anything of it. Just as her mouth opened to call out the name again, Vegas came barrelling out from the door of the Andrews household, across the street to her side with Mary and Archie following.

The Andrews matriarch noticed the empty food bowl, "Is everything alright, Y/N/N?" She asked in her usual professional voice, but the girl knew from experience how much love and warmth it really held. Elodie told her about Leonardo's disappearance and how it wasn't uncommon in this kind of weather, but he could be getting a bit hungry.

Mary handed the dog leash to her son and sent him a secret wink, "Why don't you two walk Vegas together and see if you can find him?"

Excitement had been bubbling through the small town of Riverdale for weeks now anticipating the big Fourth of July celebrations ahead of them. Y/N Robins had planned on keeping up with her old tradition of sleeping in until late afternoon, then rolling out of bed in time to catch the fireworks with her friends. But with with the drunkenly asking Archie to be her boyfriend, which was not something she remembered a few hours later, her plans for this year were flipped on their head. So she found herself getting dressed to go talk things out with her supposedly best friend in a quiet spot next to sweet water river.

With her hair half tied up, and a black denim jacket over her shoulders, Y/N left through the door in her bedroom, and waited on the edge of the pavement until she heard a door across the street open and quietly shut. Any butterflies fluttering in her stomach all but disappeared as Archie turned around and smiled into the early morning sun towards her. It had been three days since they had last seen each other, since the girl confessed she didn't really know what she wanted in the space between them.

He jogged over road, asphalt kicking up under his new Nike trainers, and immediately engulfed Y/N's small frame into his own. The two teenagers walked all the way to the edge of Sweetwater River in the silvery silence of early birds and rustling leaves, their hands every now and again grazing each other and lacing together.

"So," The Andrews boy sighed as he lay against the warm grass, watching as she sat next to him and propped her head up on his chest, "what's going on in that head of yours?"

"Leo!" Y/N's melodic voice rang out across the long stretch of stream. Crystal clear water you could see the smoothness of the rocks which lay underneath if you peaked your head over the bank enough. For some unknown reason, the young cat would always find his way towards some kind of water, even back in Phoenix.

"Hello?" Archie bopped the girl on the tip of her nose as she returned back to reality, evidently not hearing what he'd just asked by the puzzled look her face adorned.

She hummed and gave him her full attention, allowing him to rephrase his previous words. In the back of her mind, Y/N knew exactly what she wanted- to leave high school and go on endless adventures with the boy her head lay upon. She wanted an easy life, away from the eerie little town she called home- to decorate her own house with pictures of smiles and candid memories. But most of all, in that perfect moment, she wanted herself to let go and fall in love with her childhood best friend.

After finding Prince Charming and finding out he was really the one from Shrek and not Cinderella, her faith in true love was shaken at the age of sixteen.

"I'm scared of you hurting me, or doing anything that could possibly hurt you, Arch." Y/N's voice faltered at her blunt honesty, "I meant everything I said, but I don't think I'm over what happened with Chuck last year."

"Tiger," Archie interrupted her thoughts, sitting up slightly leaning back on one hand and using the other to cup her face, "I can't promise we won't ever hurt each other even just a little bit, but whatever happens, we'll learn and grown from it together. I don't think I'll ever fully understand how much that bastard hurt you. But, nothing in this world that's worth having comes easy, life is scary and I'll go through all of the shitty parts twenty three hours a day, if it means I get just one with you smiling up at me."

Half an hour of roaming up and down the river bank had passed before a twisting, nauseous feeling took over the pit of Y/N's stomach. She and her family adored their two fluffy boys, her dad would never admit it but they all heard the little 'goodnights' he'd whisper as he made his way up to bed finally. Though with her parents still working, and Y/S/N desperately needing to finish an assignment due tomorrow, the youngest Robins was the only one able to attend this search and rescue mission.

"What if he's -"

Vegas rubbed his nose against her shin in comfort.

"Y/N/N," A twelve year old Archie cut her off in his usual caring voice, "don't even let your mind go there. He's a little ninja cat he's probably off catching frogs or something."

He grabbed her hand, squeezing it in comfort and heading towards an unexplored area of the forest line. Truth be told, he was meant to be doing English homework with Betty Cooper right about now, but that had slipped his mind as soon as Y/N Robins adorably wonky smile found him across the road.

"Leo!" Y/N's sweet voice called out.

"Leonardo?" Archie followed with Vegas by his side.

"That's the sweetest thing I think I've ever heard." The girl admitted shyly, hiding her rose dusted cheeks by bringing Archie into a tight hug, her head resting in the crook of his neck while her long y/h/c hair tickled his face. It smelt of strawberries and mint in the morning breeze.

"Y/N/N, can I ask you something?" His voice sounded nervous, but as she looked up and nodded, his face held a smirk, "Will you stay my girlfriend?"

She answered with a small kiss, staring into his eyes innocently as her fingers traced his back under his thin t-shirt, about to lift the material from his body. But life had a funny way of throwing challenges their way, making them run before they could walk.

"I think I see him!" Archie handed the leash to his best friend, seeing a patch of grey in between the auburn autumn leaves. Vegas barked and tried to follow after his human, but Y/N managed to stop the Labrador from bounding away by distracting him with ear rubs. Wild growls and hisses could be heard as Archie wrestled the feisty long haired cat into his hoodie clad arms. Then Leonardo hissed so madly, the young boy almost dropped him, "Yep, definitely Leo."

Y/N ran over as fast as she could, dropping the lead as soon as she saw his pumpkin eyes and bare teeth, clearly not a fan of Archie. She grinned widely with glee and got to her tippy toes to kiss Archie's cheek. "You're a life saver!"

As soon as the fluffy animal felt Y/N's little hands rubbing his chin as she took him from the boy's arms, he switched into a completely different cat and started purring.

A gunshot sounded through the open clearing, and before a high pitched scream could escape from Y/N's mouth, Archie saw the terror in her eyes and pulled the petite girl behind him. He scaled the area, unable to see anything but birds fleeing from the unusual noise.

"We need to get out of here." The boy's gravely voice whispered with urgency, picking her up without hesitation and running until his lungs burnt and his trainers once again hit the comfort of tarmac.

"What the fuck was that?" Y/N screeched, her inquisitiveness telling to turn back, but thankfully common sense won that battle. She and Archie found themselves back on the pavement of Elm Street before they knew it.

"Y/N, we didn't see anything, it could've been a car backfiring a street away for all we know." Archie tried to rationalise, but in all honesty he was stuck to his core with dread.

"Right, or someone was just murdered and we could've been next on some psychopaths hit list." Y/N's dark mind shone through as she blurted out her inner monologue. The boy didn't have any words of wisdom, instead he lead her to his front door and brought her into his body. They stayed in their own little world for what could have been hours, thankful they had each other and not allowing themselves to think about what secrets Riverdale was really hiding under it's pretty exterior.

Nothing ever happened in the town with 'pep'.

Betty Cooper awoke early that Saturday morning, ready to get any assignments out of the way to enjoy the weekend ahead. She opened her curtains and tied her hair up into a ponytail, but as she looked out of her window at the beautiful blue skies, she watched in shock at the surprising scene unfolding in front of her. Y/N Robins up on her tippy toes, with Archie Andrews' hands wrapped around her waist as they kissed intensely in what the two thought was privacy.

PART SEVEN

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[parkertech]

:0 new request again! What about a oneshot about where y/n is just completely upset lately with a bunch of personal issues going on, and Peter notices how she’s often late, wearing long-sleeves in hot weather and such, and so while Peter is on patrol as Spider-Man, he sees y/n standing on the edge of a tall tower like Empire State Building, contemplating to jump off. So he goes over and tries to talk her out of it and she eventually does, but she slips, falling off and he catches her?? 😍 😭

the request ALONE made my heart drop to my ass-

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That’s it. You couldn’t fucking take it anymore.

There was too much on your plate. It was like an endless black hole that tortured you to its heart’s content.

The second you saw your boyfriend...well, now ex, with a girl straddling his lap, you broke. You didn’t even give him a chance to explain. As if there was a good enough explanation. From that day on, you always had one question lingering in your mind.

What was wrong with me?

You compared yourself to the girl, how much sharper her jawline was, how much skinnier she was, how she was more curvy, how perfect she was. No wonder he cheated on you.

Normally you would feel sad for a few weeks and get over it, but things piled on. Your relationship ending hit you harder than you thought, and you started slipping in school. A’s turned to low C’s, some were seven F’s. Your parents yelled at you, telling you this isn’t their daughter they knew. That didn’t hurt you though, what did hurt you was when they said you kept disappointing them.

That’s what you were now, apparently. A disappointment.

Every time you looked in the mirror, you hated it. You couldn’t be anyone else? You had to be this person who met everyone down, who couldn’t even keep a boyfriend. Your usual jeans were replaced with dark sweatpants, your tight t-shirts turned into slightly oversized sweatshirts, and doing your hair turned into putting it into a low ponytail. You didn’t try anymore. You knew it would get you nowhere.

Besides, no one brought it up. Betty thought you were trying a new style, MJ thought you didn’t have the time since it was highschool, and she was the most observant person you knew. So you thought everyone didn’t notice.

Keyword: thought.

Peter noticed immediately. He noticed how your eyes were much more darker and red, and from personal experience he knew it was from a lack of sleep. He also noticed how much quieter you got, when you were with the gang. You never hanged out with him anymore, and always had some sort of excuse. This all happened during the summer, too. Who wears a thick ass Champion sweatshirt when it’s literally almost 100 degrees?

He always asked you if everything was okay, and it was always a firm nod, with a slight smile. But he could tell it was somewhat fake. There were so many red flags, and you tried to cover them up.

He knew he had to say something, and he was going to do it tonight. Right after patrol.

It took a few criminals, a robbery or two, until he decided to pack it up. Thank god he didn’t, or else his life could’ve done a quick 360.

“Peter, I’m getting reports of a woman standing over the Empire State Building close to the edge.” Peter stopped in his tracks and looked around a few times, until his eyes landed on the one building that no one could miss. He saw police cars and random bystanders behind police barriers, and didn’t hesitate to turn around and parkour his way on buildings to the top of the building.

Despite the bright lights of the rooms in Empire State, he couldn’t see exactly where the woman was. “E.D.I.T.H., activate thermal vision!” His visors in his suit showed random blobs of red, yellow, and red, and he looked a little up to see what the outline of a person. The crowd below cheered when they saw the blur of black and red jump off an apartment complex and start running up the side of Empire State.

After a few seconds of running, he used a web to swing himself sideways and into the platform where the woman was. He panted for a second, before holding his hands out slightly and taking a few cautious steps forward. Now that he was closer, he noticed the person had a hood on, and their hands were in a nervous fist. He had to be careful careful.

“Ma’am, I need you to step away from the edge, please.” The person gasped and turned around, and Peter felt his heart sink as his eyes met yours. The air got suddenly chilly, and he froze in place. “Y-Y/N...?”

“Peter, this isnt any of your business!” You yelled through hot tears. Peter swallowed hard, before cautiously pulling his mask up so it rested over his eyebrows. You noticed how his eyes were like yours—watery and panicked. His cheeks were red, and his messy hair was gently moving in the New York air. He took a step forward and you took a half step back.

“T-This does have to do with me! You’re my bestfriend, I can’t let this happen for a hundred reasons!” Peter protests. You didn’t believe him. You didn’t believe him even though you wanted to. You shook your head, and Peter’s soul crushed into two. “Why are you even doing this?!”

“Because I’m tired, Peter! I’m tired of not being good enough, I’m tired of doing everything wrong, I’m tired of letting everyone down!”

“You don’t let me down, Y/N! Think about this, you know how much I’ve lost!” His voice cracked at the last word, as a tear slipped down his cheek. “My parents, Uncle Ben, T-Tony! I cant lose you too!” You were speechless, stating into his broken eyes, and your mind began to race. You remember the flashbacks of hugging Peter when he cried for all of their deaths, and you remembered how broken he was. The fact that you could do that to him too, made your heart shatter into even more pieces. “You’re one of the few things I still have, Y/N! I’m not just gonna idly let it go! You’re too important for me to do that?”

“How important, Peter?” You asked with a trembling voice. Peter scoffed and shook his head in disbelief.

“Does all the years of our friendship not say anything? You’re the one person I let my guard down with! You’re the only person that could go 17 straight hours watching Star Wars with me! You’re the only person who can make me laugh so hard I can’t breathe for almost 30 minutes.” He took a deep breath before continuing, noticing how your face softened slightly at his words. “You’re the only person that makes everything in my life worth it. You’re one of the only reasons I’m still here. You’re the one person I want to spend my entire life with...” If it was going to save your life, he might as well blurt out everything. He swallows the lump in his throat, closing his eyes, before continuing. This was long overdue anyways...

“You’re the only person I love, Y/N...” You gasped at his reaction, the tears in your eyes coming back. But these weren’t the sad, angry tears. These were happy tears. But someone said that to you before.

“D-Do you really?” Peter didn’t waste a second to nod. “W-Why?”

“Because everything about you is perfect to me. I love how you smile at me, I love how you laugh at almost everything, even if it isn’t even that funny. I love how compassionate you are to other people, even if they’re the biggest assholes on the planet and don’t deserve it. Y/N, I always made it a goal to make sure you’re happy, to make sure you don’t feel anything negative towards yourself, or to make sure you’re not in a bad mood. I know I failed at it this time, but I won’t let it happen again. I want to be more than friends, but we can’t be that if you jump...” He holds his arm out, and you look down at his hand, taking in all his words, before looking back up at his hands. They’re desperate and pleading, while yours are thinking and contemplating.

“Please...” Peter begs though tears. You swallow hard, before taking a step forward and reaching for his hand. But the second your foot moved, the concrete underneath broke, sending you flying down the side of the building with a scream. “Y/N!”

It was the more ear ripping, bone chilling scream Peter ever heard. He got this far, he was not giving up. He ran off the side of the building, pulling down his mask and aiming his web shooters towards you. The web shot a direct beeline to your palm, and his other hand attatched a web to the side of Empire State. It made it just in time, yanking you and Peter to the wall. Peter yanked you up with one hand, and your hands instinctively wrapped his around his neck, and your legs around his hips.

He heard your panicked breathing, and titled your chin up, resting his forehead on yours. “Y/N, calm down, I got you, you’re okay!” He spoke frantically. Staring into the white eyes of his suit, your body seemed to relax. The moment was filled with heavy, panicked breathing, and one of your hands gently tugged up his mask. Peter didn’t flinch, just continued staring at you in pure protectiveness.

You stopped pulling his mask off when it reached his nose. You stared at his lips, then back up, looking for any sign of hesitation. But none of it was there. You leaned in slowly, before softly and gently pressing your lips against his soft ones. He closed his eyes and hummed against the kiss, intensifying the moment. He kissed back a little harder, and you felt all your stress flow off your body. He pulled away, resting his forehead on yours again.

“Please never leave me...” He begged breathlessly. You nodded and held him tighter, making a silent promise to Peter forever.

[alkae]

Mood Swings

It was an accident. Allegedly.

It started one cold, early morning when Varian found time to be alone with his alchemy set. He hadn’t been able to spare some time away from the others and, as much as he loved them (even Hugo), he valued his solitude just as much. During that early morning, Varian was playing with the mood potion Xavier spared him right before he left on his adventure.

Varian had wanted some more of the potion to make another truth serum after a certain someone used up all of his. But after making his truth serum, he had some of the mood potion left over. And, being a curious alchemist, he wanted to see what more he can do with a mood potion. That’s what he was doing that morning, hidden in the trees.

“Hairstripe!”

Well, not that hidden.

Varian looked up, annoyed and surprised, to see Hugo, hair tousled and eyes sleepy. How had he found him? “Hugo! W-what are you doing up… so soon?” he asked, cursing himself for his stutter.

Hugo combed through his pale hair. “How can I sleep when there’s an explosion coming from you every 5 seconds?” he grumbled.

Varian could feel his cheeks redden. “Excuse you, Hugo, but there haven’t been any explosions in at least…” He quickly did the math in his head. “10 minutes and 32.34 seconds.”

Hugo looked unimpressed as he sat across from Varian. Varian felt his annoyance rise. He had wanted some alone time, but sure, Hugo, make yourself at home. “Impressive. Did you do the math by yourself?”

For some reason, that was the breaking point. “You know what, Hugo? Why don’t you just leave me alone? All this trip, you’ve been… harassing me and taunting me and I’ve gotten pretty sick of it. Don’t you have anything nice to say?”

Hugo gasped. “I have plenty nice to say.”

“Oh really?” Varian asked skeptically. “Like what?” Hugo opened his mouth but Varian stopped him. “That isn’t a pickup line of some sort.”

Hugo grumbled. “You’re no fun, you know that? All work and no play. You take everything so seriously.”

Now Varian gasped. “I do not!” he said defensively.

Hugo stood and slid his goggles over his glasses. “Hi,” he said, making his voice higher, “I-I’m Varian and you’re not allowed to touch a-anything I make because everything I create explodes!”

Varian stood too. “I-I do not sound like that!” he stuttered. “Plus, I have every right to be concerned.”

“Of course you do. Everything you make explodes. Now if you actually listened to me, maybe you’ll be successful.”

Varian scowled. “Why do you always have to be so nasty?”

“Why can’t you take just a bit of criticism? You never learn from any of your mistakes.”

“I do!”

“Right. Which is why all your experiments explode.”

To prove him wrong, Varian picked up his latest experiment that was glowing a faint turquoise color. “This hasn’t exploded yet,” Varian said. “So ha.”

Hugo raised a brow at him. “Give it time.”

Varian thrust the beaker at him. “I will. And in time, it will become an actual successful serum that will be beneficial to us… in some way.”

Hugo reached for the beaker and his hands closed over it, right above Varian’s. “It will help us if you let me fix it. It’s clearly not stable.”

Varian tugged it away but Hugo’s hands remained firm. “Just trust me, Hugo, it’s fine!”

“It’s not fine! Admit it, you need my help.” Hugo tugged the beaker back towards him so forcefully that Varian stumbled forward.

“I don’t need your help. I’ve got it.” Varian tugged the beaker back, Hugo coming with it.

“Like you got the other experiments that quite literally blew up in our faces?” Hugo tugged at the beaker, harder.

“That was twice!” Varian tugged the beaker just as hard. “Would you just… leave me…” He didn’t finish the sentence as Hugo suddenly let go of the beaker at the same time Varian tugged and he fell backward, dropping the beaker. The two boys watched as it fell and smashed, spreading a cloudy turquoise smoke over them.

They coughed as it spread and slowly, it thinned out. Varian blinked as a feeling of confidence washed over him. Is that what his serum did? Fill the user with confidence? Great, now Hugo was going to be even more insufferable. He stood and wiped off his pants.

“Wow,” he heard Hugo say. “That was weird. Are you okay, Varian?”

What? Since when did Hugo call him by his actual name? And since when did he care about his well being? “I’m fine. Did you hit your head or something, Glasses?”

And since when did Varian call Hugo by anything other than his name?

Footsteps approached the two and Varian looked over Hugo’s shoulder to see Nuru and Yong running up to them. “Are you two okay?” Yong asked. “Varian, are you alright?”

Varian huffed. “You just asked that, Firecracker. Chill out.”

Yong’s face fell. Hugo made a noise. “Don’t be rude, Varian. Yong, we’re fine.”

Nuru looked from Hugo to Varian, confusion on her face. “Are you two feeling okay?”

Varian wiped some dirt off his face. “Firecracker just asked that, Princess Starmap. It’s not like we exploded or anything.”

He could practically hear the surprise from Yong and Nuru. “Varian, are you sure you’re alright? You’re behaving strangely,” Nuru said.

“Princess, I’m feeling completely fine. It’s Glasses you should worry about. But honestly, what’s new?”

Hugo turned to glare at him. “Do you have anything nice to say ever?” he asked. Huh. That sounded familiar.

“When I have something nice to say, pretty boy, I’ll say it.” It was strangely delightful to see Hugo’s face pink up.

Nuru sighed. “Okay, since Hugo seems like the more cooperative one today, I’ll ask him. Hugo, what happened? We saw smoke and we thought that someone had gotten hurt.”

“The only thing that was hurt was my self esteem,” Varian said as he picked up the broken glass. Nuru snorted.

Hugo rolled his eyes. “Varian made some kind of serum and I think we were arguing over it? Well, all I know is that I let go of it and Varian dropped it and it shattered.” He watched as Varian slid the broken pieces into his pocket. “Do you think i-it changed our personalities?”

“Your stutter sure thinks so,” Varian quipped immediately.

Yong gasped. “So that means that Varian and Hugo switched personalities?” he asked, mostly to Nuru.

Nuru turned to face both Varian and Hugo. “Do you guys think you can make a cure?”

Hugo shrugged. “I don’t know. This was Varian’s creation. And honestly, it was pretty impressive. I mean, he managed to switch the personalities of two insanely different people, by my standards. And supposedly he did all of this in his free time, which he, admittedly, didn’t have. Then by those standards, he did this in the morning. As much as I’d hate to say because we all know his head can’t get bigger, it’s mighty impressive and should we change the formula slightly, it might be a great use to us somehow.”

The three of them blinked at him. Varian whistled. “Got any air left for the rest of us, Ponytail?”

Hugo gave him a look. “I’m just saying that you’re the only one who can possibly create an antidote of some kind. I mean, it’s your formula.”

“Yes it was. And you say that it was impressive?”

“Please don’t agree, Hugo,” Nuru interrupted. “We don’t need his head to expand. If he’s anything like how you used to be, if you give him an inch, he’ll take a mile.”

Varian smirked. “You pick up fast, princess.” He kicked at a shard of glass. “Well, I’m hungry. I would make food but as you said, pretty boy, I have been making a new serum all day and I have chemicals on my hands. Starmap, why don’t you make us food, huh?”

Nuru made a face. “Why can’t you take off your gloves?”

“Why would I?”

Before Nuru could do anything that might hurt her or Varian, Hugo stepped in. “It’s okay. I’ll do the cooking.”

She looked over at Hugo in surprise. “You cook?”

“Yeah. Since when did you cook?” Yong asked. Varian simply looked on in silence.

“Well, I haven’t cooked before, but it can’t be much different than alchemy, right?” The group followed Hugo back to their campsite where he began to prepare the food. “Now let’s see… how does Varian do this normally?”

Varian leaned against a tree. “Don’t you spend all your time watching me, pretty boy?” He could tell Hugo’s face was red, even though his back was to him. “I’m flattered, trust me, but you’d think you’d pick something up with all the stalking.”

Hugo turned, his pretty pale face a nice shade of crimson. “It’s not…I’m not stalking you. We’re in the same place, I’d have to follow you around constantly to stalk you.”

Varian rose a brow. A very Hugo move but he guessed that he was technically “Hugo” now. “Oh? Didn’t you follow me this morning? It’s not like I was in the most obvious place in the woods.”

If possible, Hugo’s face turned more red. “I saw smoke. I was worried. I had every right to be.” He turned back around quickly.

Varian placed a hand on his heart. “Aw, you were worried for me? How sweet. I’m flattered.”

“No need to sound so sarcastic,” Hugo muttered.

“I’m not being sarcastic, pretty boy. Honest.”

“That, uh, that sounded pretty sarcastic.” A pop came from the fire. Varian looked slightly over Hugo’s shoulder to try and see what he was doing. Unfortunately, being shorter, he could barely make it out.

“Whatcha making there, pretty boy?”

“First of all, I wouldn’t mind if you’d call me Hugo every once in a while.” As if Varian normally called Hugo pretty boy. “And secondly, it’s what we eat everyday. So.”

Varian leaned back against the tree. “Excuse me for trying to strike up a conversation.”

Hugo didn’t reply. The fire popped again, this time louder. Hugo grumbled to himself, soft enough that Varian couldn’t make out the words. Varian tilted his head. Just because their personalities changed didn’t mean their abilities did. Hugo never cooked and even though he was incredibly lazy and gifted that didn’t mean he actually knew how to cook. And of course, being the kind, helpful person he was, decided to pitch in.

“I don’t think you’re doing that right.”

Hugo threw his hands up in the air in frustration. “Alright, Varian. Fine. I don’t know how to cook. Would you mind helping me?”

“I don’t know. What’s in it for me?”

“Um, food? Y’know, what you need to survive?”

Varian snapped his fingers and pointed at Hugo. “You make a fair point, Glasses. Okay. I’ll help you.” He sauntered over, still a little unused to this sudden wave of confidence. He knelt next to Hugo and looked over at the rations Hugo was attempting to cook. “Right. Now, these don’t look too bad.”

“So what am I doing wrong?” Hugo asked.

“Honestly, I’m not sure. It’s pretty hard to fuck up cooking rations. But the popping noise shouldn’t happen.”

Hugo rolled his eyes. “You said that.”

“Unless you’re making popcorn, then it’s probably the wood.”

“So I was doing it right.”

“I never said that.”

“So what are you saying?”

“I’m saying,” Varian replied, “that your grumbles of frustration imply that you haven’t cooked before in your life.”

Hugo shrugged. “I mostly stole to get by when I was a child. Most of my food was well… it was pre-cooked. So I just never had to learn.”

Varian’s brows raised, this time in surprise. “You’ve never been this open before, Glasses. What changed?”

“I guess your serum did. I’m guessing you were pretty open with people.”

Varian shook his head. “Not really. Not with anyone but my dad and I’m guessing I don’t look a thing like your dad.”

Hugo snorted. “No, you don’t.” He looked back at the rations. “Sh-should we like, take these off? They’re starting to get burned.”

Varian looked at the rations too. “That seems wise. The last thing we need today is more smoke.”

Hugo laughed and it was music to Varian’s ears. Soon, they had Nuru and Yong gathered around the fire too, all eating in silence. Varian wondered what this serum did exactly. Nuru and Yong thought it switched their personalities but he wasn’t so sure. He wasn’t very open about his past to the group. He wasn’t exactly jumping at the opportunity to tell them that he committed treason twice, went to jail at 14 after kidnapping Queen Ariana, trying to crush her and his friend Cass, trying to take over Corona with an army of automatons and then actually taking over the kingdom with a man with a manbun.

Anyway, Hugo’s openness that day was out of character for both boys. What Varian guessed was that, while they had several traits of the other person, the original mood potion also kicked in and caused the two to simply be the opposite of themselves.

How to fix it was the real question. Would it wear off in a few days? Or was an antidote necessary? The two were dosed in the serum. They must need an antidote. But how to make one…

“Varian!”

He snapped out of his thoughts and looked up to see Nuru glaring at him. “Are you listening to me?”

“No,” he said simply.

Nuru huffed. “I was asking if you knew how to reverse this. I would like our helpful Varain back.”

“Why? You’ve got a helpful Hugo. That’s a fair trade in my opinion.”

She looked over at Hugo briefly before looking back at Varian. “I would like to know if there’s a way to reverse this, Varian.”

He picked at his rations. “Well, most likely there’s a way. But I’m not sure how to make one. And even if I did, Princess, I would need more supplies. Thankfully, I still have some of the mood potion left so I could very well use that as a base.”

“What else do you need?” Hugo asked. “I could help you.”

Varian gestured at Hugo and locked eyes with Nuru. “See? Helpful!”

Nuru shook her head as Yong shoved the rest of his rations in his mouth. “There’s a small village nearby. We can try that,” he said.

“And how do you know that?” Nuru asked him.

His eyes darted away from her. “I, uh, took the map while you weren’t looking.” He pulled it out his pocket. There was a hole in the corner of it. “Sorry.”

“That’s our cue to dip,” Varian interceded as Nuru’s face grew red. He stood and Hugo followed him quickly. “Well, since you’re so insistent on helping me, why don’t you accompany me to my forest spot?”

Hugo nodded in agreement and the two walked back to where they had been just an hour ago. Varian sat himself down in front of his open journal and began to skim his notes on the serum he was making. Hugo sat across from him. “Do you have any idea how to fix this?”

“If I got paid everytime someone asked me that today, I’d be rich enough to buy the totems.” He stopped on the first page he made on the mood potion. Xavier had told him, well warned him, about the effects and gave him the antidote in case they needed it. At the time, he had assured Xavier that they would never need the antidote and that it was unnecessary.

He was mentally laughing at his past self.

“Well, pretty boy, I think I have an idea. It’s for a different serum or shall I say potion but it’s almost the same thing. I just need to switch a few ingredients. Like the 3 leaf plant. We’re not going off the trail to pick flowers.”

Hugo leaned forward and tugged the journal to him. “We are if it’s going to help us. Unless this’ll wear off in a few days.”

Varian tugged the journal back. “Let me look and be patient, pretty boy.”

Hugo leaned back and huffed, cheeks red. Varian smirked and continued to look through his notes. He stopped on the last page he made and read it through. “Curse me for my awful handwriting,” he muttered. He scanned the page and stopped at a note he had circled and highlighted, both it bold red ink. “Note: because of the compounds added to this serum, there is a possibility that the effects will become permanent if not undone in…” He squinted. He had decided to do the math on the same paper and had poorly erased it. “2 days? 3 days? Whatever, it doesn’t matter.” To Hugo, he said, “We have to get the antidote before we’re stuck like this.”

Hugo’s green eyes widened. Varian found himself admiring the color. “Then we have to hurry.” He stood. “We have to get to town, get you your supplies and make that antidote before we’re stuck like this forever.”

Varian began to scoop his stuff in his bag. “I don’t know. It won’t be the worst thing to be stuck like this. I mean sure, Princess Starmap might be annoyed but if we have opposite personalities, it’s really just the same person in a different body.”

Hugo glared at him. “Come on, Varian. You know we have to fix this.”

Varian shrugged. “Perhaps. But, I mean, I’d be fine like this. It’s just you that’s freaking out.”

Hugo sighed. “What if I give you something? Something small,” he clarified quickly.

Varian grinned. “How about a kiss?”

That triggered the exact response Varian was hoping for. Hugo began to stammer and blush, his face as red as a cherry. Finally, he seemed to pull himself together enough for him to reply coherently. “Fine. If you manage to fix us, I’ll give you a kiss.” He only sounded somewhat sarcastic.

Varian’s grin broadened. “Perfect!” He slid the rest of his stuff in his already overstuffed bag and slipped it over his shoulders. “Let’s go, shall we?”

----

Luckily for them, and for Yong, the map wasn’t that damaged and they were able to get to the town in no time.

Nuru took (dragged) Yong away so they could find a replacement map while Hugo and Varian walked around town, searching for what Varian needed. “Okay,” Varian said, “why don’t we stop at the flower shop?”

“Why?” Hugo asked skeptically.

Varian looked over at him and pretended to be offended. “Pretty boy! Do you think I have some kind of ulterior motive? I simply want to get the plant I need to fix my mistake. Unless you want to be stuck like this forever.”

“No, no!”

They entered the shop where Varian easily found the plant. On his way to pay for it, he snuck another flower into his pocket while both the shopkeeper and Hugo weren’t looking. No harm in a little theft, right?

Outside the shop, Varian pulled it out and handed it to Hugo, who just stared. “What? It’s a gift for you.”

“You stole a flower?” Hugo asked in disbelief.

“You’re rejecting my gift?”

“You stole something!”

“What are you, a broken record?” Before Hugo could protest again, Varian reached up and tucked the flower, a green carnation, into Hugo’s hair. “See? It fits with your outfit.”

It was so nice to see the slight pink of Hugo’s cheeks. “You shouldn’t steal, Varian,” he said but it came out weakly.

Varian shrugged it off and started walking again. Hugo hurried after him. “I paid them a little extra just in case. They won’t notice. Now come on. There is more to get.”

----

A few hours later, the two found themselves in a bakery.

The reason they were there was because Varian had gotten hungry shortly after they got the second to last supply. He’d spotted a bakery and coaxed Hugo into going in with him. Varian got a cupcake while Hugo got some kind of pastry. They sat outside the shop on the ground to eat.

“It’s no Corona cupcake,” Varian said, voice muffled from the frosting, “but it’ll do.”

Hugo glanced up from his pastry, the carnation bright against his pale hair. “You’ve talked about Corona cupcakes a lot.” He laughed. “Like, a lot a lot.”

Varian set the cupcake down on the wrapper, licking the frosting off of his fingers and revelling in the redness that appeared on Hugo’s cheeks for like the fiftieth time that day. “Why wouldn’t I talk about them? They’re good.”

Hugo shoved the rest of the pastry into his mouth, which shouldn’t have been as cute as it was. “I know that,” he said, mouth still chewing. “But you bring them up whenever we go to a bakery.”

He did. It was mostly out of homesickness. Even though he’s enjoyed his adventure so far, he can’t help the biting feelings that happen to him at night while he’s trying to sleep. Sometimes, he looks at Ruddiger and he’s hit by a sudden feeling of missing his father. He’d see an apple and think of Max and, consequently, think of Eugene and then, again consequently, think of Rapunzel and Cass. He hasn’t seen Cass in nearly three years, since she didn’t go to Rapunzel and Eugene’s wedding.

So of course something as simple as cupcakes would set him off into missing Corona and his friends. He didn’t even realize that he was doing it until Hugo said something.

But, because he was Hugo today, he wasn’t going to just tell him about it.

“I’m just comparing the great with the mediocre, pretty boy. Calling it as it is. It’s really nothing.”

Because Hugo was smart, he clearly didn’t believe him and instead just looked at him in suspicion. Varian picked at his cupcake. “Does it matter, really?”

“Yes it does. Varian, if there’s something wrong, you can’t just bottle it up.”

“Says you.”

“What does that mean?”

“I mean that you’re not exactly the touchy feeling kind of guy. I mean, on days other than today. If I’m acting exactly like you do normally, then this is what you’re like. Bottling things up constantly without a second thought.”

Hugo went quiet and Varian followed suit, finishing off his cupcake. They weren’t the best communicators, especially with each other. Most of their reactions consisted of them either yelling at each other or Hugo saying something flirty and Varian getting flustered and trying (and failing) to ignore him. They could never be upfront with each other. It was as they didn’t know how to be anything but unamiable. Even kindness was usually followed by some quip.

“I have never been a good communicator,” Hugo said suddenly. Varian looked up from his cupcake wrapper. “I grew up alone and only knew how to work by myself. So when I was suddenly thrust into a position where I had to get along with others, I didn’t know how to deal with it. I got by with sarcastic remarks and flirting and hiding all my feelings for…” He looked up and Varian and then quickly looked back down. “Certain people. And I know that once you formulate the antidote, this new openness will be gone and I’ll be back to being a guy with the inability to let anyone know how I’m feeling.”

Varian leaned back on his hands. “Well, might as well make the most of it. Anything you want to get off your chest?” He roved his eyes over Hugo.

Hugo glared at him. “I’m not letting you finish whatever thought you just had.”

Varian smirked and shrugged. “Suit yourself.”

Hugo huffed a laugh. “Anyway, I just wanted to say that…” He took a deep breath. “That while I never say it and I hardly act like it, I really do appreciate you. You’re a good friend and person and insanely smart. I just wish that you weren’t so stubborn all the time.”

What was this Varian was feeling? Warmth? Comradery? Gratefulness? He could feel himself smile, genuinely smile. “Ditto from me, pretty boy. Me being you right now, I can’t say much but I can say that you’re rather intelligent and actually a huge help to us. And attractive, so that helps a lot.”

“Always coming back to my looks, huh.”

“Hey, I never said you looked bad.” Varian felt his face fall and fiddled with his gloves. “In all seriousness, Glasses, I… think you’re a pretty cool guy. And I’m glad you joined our group.”

He looked up to see Hugo smiling brightly at him. “Wow. Thanks, Varian.” He chuckled. “Man. I can’t believe it took a mood potion to get us to open up to each other.” Hugo stood, easily dwarfing Varian, even as Varian joined him. He stuck his hand out to Varian. “Promise me that, even after you fix this, we won’t forget this chat.”

Varian stared at the hand. Then at Hugo and his bright face, the carnation practically glowing in his pale hair, the color making his green eyes seem even more prominent. His smile, his genuine smile, returned. “It’s a deal.”

----

Back at the campsite, Hugo and Varian sat in their normal spots, Hugo watching as Varian mixed up the ingredients for the antidote.

“Should we like, drop it again?” Hugo asked.

Varian laughed. “If you want. But I think it’s smarter for us to make it into a gas. I don’t like the idea of picking up more broken glass.”

“Oh, right. Yes. That’s a uh, that’s a good idea.”

Varian couldn’t help but smirk as he heated up the serum to turn it to a gas. While he did that, Hugo messed with a blade of grass. “Do you think we’re going to remember our promise?”

“You made it, pretty boy. Do you remember our first promise?”

There appeared the blush. “Yes.”

“Well then you’ll remember this one.” Varian put the gas into one of his glass balls and closed it. “Alright. Gather close.”

Hugo scooted forward eagerly. “It’s finished?”

“No, I just wanted to cuddle. Come on.”

The two stood and Varian held the gas in front of him, in position to drop it. He looked over at Hugo. “Are you ready?”

Hugo grinned. “As I’ll ever be.”

Varian looked at Hugo, this Hugo, the one who was apparently him. A kind, stuttering boy who was open and honest. But according to Hugo, also stubborn and harbored a refusal to be helped. All of this happened because of him, because he didn’t want Hugo to help him with the serum.

After the talk he had with Hugo, though, maybe something like this wouldn’t happen again. Varian grinned back at Hugo and dropped the ball. The gas, again a turquoise color, surrounded them and on instinct, they coughed. Soon, it dissipated, clearing Varian’s vision and leaving just Hugo. Varian blinked. “Did-did it work?”

Hugo grinned cheekily at him. “Your stutter sure thinks so.”

Varian couldn’t help it. He reached up and hugged Hugo. After everything today, he really needed it. Hugo seemed surprised but returned the hug quickly. They pulled away but just as fast, Hugo leaned forward again and kissed him. Varian was just as surprised as Hugo was with the hug, yet responded in the same way. He returned it. Soon, Hugo was pulling back and staring into Varian’s eyes. “Just paying back my promise,” he said in a hushed, smug voice.

Varian smiled broadly. “I don’t know if that was enough,” he replied.

Hugo smiled back and kissed him again.

[justkending]

Used to Be Overlooked. Chapter 19.

NEW HEADER! I was bored the other day, and wanted to see if I could make one, so here we are!

Summary: Steve Rogers was walking down the streets of Brooklyn after finishing a mission. The goal was just to take some time to clear his mind along the city streets, but when he runs into a gorgeous young lady that looks extremely familiar… How can he go about moving on? Who is she? What does he know her from? Was that memory even from this decade?

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader (Rosalyn Ember/ Y/N ?)

Word Count: 3800+

Warning: SLOW BURN. Soooo slow, but sooooo worth it...

Chapter 19:

Wanda had a pair of leggings that she let you borrow, and Nat had an old grey Shield sweatshirt that was about two sizes too big for you, but you didn’t care. Lastly, you pulled out your hair from the ponytail you had been wearing all night. You could only wear your hair up for so long before you got a hair ache. Luckily, it was still styled nicely so when you pulled it out, the tight curls you originally put it in, fell over your shoulders more messy than before.

(Imagine the sweatshirt in a heather grey)

As the three of you made your way into the den, where everyone planned on meeting up after changing, you saw that the only people already there were Bucky and Sam.

“Howdy boys!” Nat spoke up making the two men look over from the couch they were on. “Where’s the rest of the gang?”

“Tony and Pepper are still talking to people who won’t shut up. God help them,” Sam answered. “Thor and Banner went to the lab for a second. Clint and Laura went to their hotel. Said they were turning in for the night, and were going to take advantage of sleeping in with no kids. And Steve is-”

“Right here.”

You turned around seeing the handsome man himself in sweats and a tight white t-shirt. Damn he looked good in anything he wore. Where was the fairness in that?

“Hey, nice outfit. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you in anything other than business attire, or ball gowns,” Steve said sending you a wink as he came over and stood next to you.

“That’s not true. You did see me that one time after I went grocery shopping,” you pointed out.

“Still not as casual as this,” he motioned to you.

“True,” you nodded making your way to the rest of the group.

“Those leggings really do look great,” he mumbled from behind you. You turned hearing something, but not knowing exactly what.

“What was that?”

“Nothing! Just, uh, nice look,” he blushed.

“Surrreee…” you dragged out sending him a devilish grin before sitting next to Bucky.

“Cool sweatshirt you got there. Didn’t realize we had another badass joining the team,” Bucky joked.

“Oh, for sure. All I have to do is beat you out in a drinking competition and I’m in,” you sassed leaning back in the cushions.

“You do realize he has that whole super serum running through him right?” Sam chuckled.

“I’ll play fair then,” you winked toward him. Everyone raising an eye at your cockiness since they still didn’t know your secret.

“I knew I liked this girl from the moment I met her.” Nat spoke up.

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Eventually everyone who was going to be there, was there. Thor gave Bucky and Steve a good amount of this special alcohol that they were going on about. Steve said it was for him, and went on to make you a drink without people seeing that he was technically spiking it with this thousand year old liquor. Everyone thought you were just drinking the easy stuff, but they weren’t complaining about seeing someone trying to show up Barnes.

“Ok James. Let’s do this,” you smiled raising your shot glass.

“Let’s,” he grinned raising his before you both shot it back.

He cringed at the taste and shook his head out after. He looked over to you who hadn’t even flinched at the concoction. You sent him a side grin and a wink to show that he was clearly going down.

Steve leaned over knowing exactly how everything was going to unfold.

“Dude, you’re so in over your head,” Steve laughed.

“Shut up,” Bucky mumbled before turning back to you. “Ok Rosie. Let’s go again.”

“So quick? I thought you would want a second to bounce back,” you said crossing your legs and leaning forward.

“Bite me. Let’s go,” he said shaking his hands out, and bouncing in place like he was getting ready for a marathon.

You laughed and turned to Steve who was laughing at his friend as well. Once he looked over to you, you sent him a flirty smile. He returned it before coming to sit next to you. He poured the next round of drinks handing Bucky his, then yours next. He leaned in right before you took it.

“You know? If he loses this, and he will, he’ll be really grumpy and stingy about it for a week, if not longer,” Steve whispered in your ear.

“I’ll go easy on him,” you said leaning back into him. You turned back to Bucky raising the glass once again. “Salud Barnes.”

“Salud,” he mumbled before quickly taking the drink, and trying his best not to cringe at the burn.

This went on for about 45 minutes, and about 7 shots in you both were goners. Everyone else was in a good drunk stage as well. Steve and Thor the only two still sane.

“Guess we’re the babysitters tonight,” Thor said walking up to Steve who was watching you and Bucky talk very loudly toward each other, from a distance. Not in an argument, but just unaware of of the volume level that you were both at.

“When aren’t we?” Steve laughed watching you fall into Bucky. He hadn’t seen you this relaxed before and it was nice. You were very open and he was ready to learn more while he could.

“Your lady friend sure can hold her liquor,” Thor nudged him seeing he was still staring.

“That she can. I’m impressed to say the least.”

There was a pause as Thor saw Steve completely enthralled by you. He smiled, and then said something that made Steve whip his head toward the God.

“Especially considering what she’s been drinking,” A pause. “I know she’s been taking the Asgardian drink.”

“W-What? No, she-she’s been drinking just-” Steve rushed to defend.

“No need to defend it my dear friend. You’re not drunk and the amount you’ve used is enough for two. Clearly she’s not like a normal girl,” he nodded over at you.

“Thor-”

“What is she?” he asked, genuinely curious.

Steve let out a sigh before folding his arms over his chest and looking back at you.

“She’s human.”

“What human can drink that much and not-”

“Not regular human. My kind of human,” Steve sighed again.

“Oh. I see. So super soldier?”

“Semi. She had an experiment go wrong in the lab. Caused her to have healing and metabolism like me. The super strength and all got left out though,” Steve explained. He paused as Thor nodded taking it in. “Her father was the one who made and administered my serum.”

Now it was Thor’s turn to snap his head Steve’s direction.

“Wait, her father? Wouldn’t that make her close to-”

“Yeah. She’s the same age as me,” Steve smiled involuntarily.

“Wow. Looks like the stars are aligning for you Rogers,” Thor said smacking his back causing Steve to stumble in his stance. “Sounds like a match made by Hera herself.”

“Thanks Thor,” Steve chuckled.

“Anytime. Now, if I were you, I would cut those two off. The amount they’ve taken in may not be so fun for them in the morning,” He nodded over to you two. You were now standing and it looked like you two were about to spar. “Also, that doesn’t look like something we as babysitters should allow.”

“Oh God,” Steve muttered walking quickly to you two.

“Do it. I promise I can block it,” You said raising your hands up ready to defend.

Bucky had his hands in fist and raise as if he were about to attack. Everyone was watching, but unlike Steve, were excited to see something go down. They weren’t going to stop some mild entertainment.

“You said you’ve done this before?” Bucky asked unsure.

“Multiple times. Now come on,” you motioned him to you.

“Rose-”

“Come on ya big chicken, or are you just an ol’ geezer?” you said raising and eyebrow in an attempt to rile him up.

It worked because right after a loud growl, Bucky started coming at you full speed.

“Bucky!” Steve yelled only a few feet too far to stop the madness.

Let’s not forget though. You’re reflexes were enhanced by the serum so it was as if the whole entire attack was slowed down, and you reacted just as easily, but not as gracefully, to counter it.

He swung his non-metal arm toward you, but you grasped it pulling it slightly so that his balance was compromised. Then you twisted it to where it was behind his back, and he let out a grunt at the shift. As you came up behind him from moving with his arm, you knocked his knees out causing him to fall to the ground. The alcohol was not helping him in his case. Lastly, as he was on the ground you quickly shoved him to where he now had his whole body level with ground. You went and victoriously sat on his back still having his arm pinned back as well.

“Told you I’ve got it,” you whispered in his ear. You couldn’t see it, but he was wide eyed and still trying to wrap his alcohol soaked brain around what the hell just happened.

You looked up seeing shocked faces of everyone in the room. Nat, Tony, Pepper, and Sam had their mouths open so wide their jaws might as well hit the floor. Wanda was wide eyed, but it changed to a smirk quickly. Thor just had a huge grin on his face, and Steve… well Steve was trying not to fall in love right in that moment.

“What?” you asked looking at everyone. When no one did anything, you went back to the man under you. You patted his back and stood as he flipped over. He was wearing a mix of facial expressions. Shocked. Hurt. Confused. But also, thoroughly impressed. 

You put your hand out for him to take, and he looked at it wearily before taking it. You pulled him up, and stumbled back into Steve who caught you immediately. “Looks like I can take a man down, but can’t stand myself,” you giggled.

“Holy Shit, Rosie!” Nat shot up with the drink in her hand almost spilling. “That was amazing!”

You laughed again before standing up taller in Steve’s arms. He had a good grip on you to help with your faulting balance. You weren’t mad about it though. You liked the physical touch, and if that meant acting as if you couldn’t find your footing the rest of the night, then so be it.

“I’m sure you can do far more damage,” you waved her off as Steve’s arm snaked around your waist.

“Sure, but for someone who’s as drunk as you? That’s something right there.” Nat said.

“You sure you don’t want to join the team?” Sam asked.

“Yeah, it looks like you would be helpful outside of the lab too,” Tony spoke up.

“Years of practice,” you shrugged falling more into Steve.

“I’ll say,” Wanda mumbled sending you a wink.

“Ok everyone! ANOTHER ROUND!” Tony shouted. “If we are going to do anything as exciting to top that, I think we need to be a little more plastered.”

“I’ll drink to that!” you said raising a hand and going to take another shot, but a hand around your wrist stopped you.

“You sure about that?” Steve said sending you a warning smirk. “I think you got Bucky falling on his ass one time too many.”

“One time not enough,” you corrected even if it didn’t make sense. You pulled back into Steve, and placed a hand on his chest. His hand still on your wrist and making circles with his thumb. “I haven’t been drunk in a very long time. And by very I mean literally since I was probably 19.”

He looked down at your hand on his chest, and he grabbed it with his other hand giving it a sweet squeeze.

“Ok, but I just want you to be safe,” he whispered looking into your Y/E/C eyes now.

“Will do Cap. I think one more shot will be my limit.” You winked at him sending him that world stopping smile. He gushed under it and couldn’t stop from letting you go about your plans. You turned back to Bucky who was still on the floor, but leaning against the couch talking to people. The look of confusion still written on his face. “Him on the other hand? I think you may want to cut off.”

Steve followed your eye line, and let out a groan.

“I can’t do anything with him,” he said making you chuckle. “I won’t hear the end of how he got out drank by you too.”

“Eh, let him think he won tomorrow. I’m sure he won’t remember most of it anyway.”

“True,” Steve nodded placing a hand on your back. “Let’s go sit. I haven’t got to talk to you much still.”

“Oh well, the secrets are about to come out after this next drink,” you teased as you moved to grab his hand and interlaced your fingers through it. He looked down in shock then back at you. “But every secret I spill, you have to share one too.”

“I don’t have many secrets to-”

“Everyone does. They don’t even have to be juicy.”

He rolled his eyes playfully before sending you a grin.

“I can’t say no to you, and I think you’re using that to your advantage.”

“Hhmmm,” you hummed. “I don’t know. Maybe that’s one of secrets,” you said sending a devilish smirk.

“You’re going to be the death of me,” he whispered lowly in your ear.

“I hope not. I want to keep you around for a little.” you laughed making his heart skip a beat. “Come on. I’m sure we can get a few secrets out of this group too. They seem just as gone, if not more than Barnes.”

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Sure enough, they were. Once you started playing never have I ever, it was people spilling some unknown facts about themselves one after another. Yet again, people started getting side tracked and it turned into story time. Just random fights and mission stories that took turns in weird directions. It was nice listening in on them, and seeing a glimpse of what The Avengers do while on the clock.

To add to the fun, you were snuggled into Steve the whole time. He had his arm wrapped around your shoulders and you were tucked into his side as close as you could get. Your drunk self didn’t have the brain power to know just how intimate it was. You just knew that the warmth and comfort he was giving was nice and inviting. Steve wasn’t complaining, and every once and a while he would casually run a hand up in down your arm, or lightly play with your hair while you two were invested in a conversation.

It was like reflex, and half the time he didn’t even realize he was doing it. It was almost as if you two had been together for years and years before. It was serene, simple, and didn’t feel out of the ordinary at all. It felt… familiar.

It was getting close to 3 am before you guys decided to call it a night. You were having a hard time keeping your eyes open, and so was basically everyone else.

Wanda was the first to say goodnight, and then Pepper, Tony, and Sam followed. Nat offered to take you to your room they were lending you for the night, but Steve told her he would help you out, and she accepted because of how tired she was.

“I guess I’ll see you at breakfast,” Bucky said coming up to you and yawning. “What are the odds that I won tonight?”

You laughed as you crossed your arms looking up at the long haired man.

“You did good James. I think you beat me,” you said letting him take the win even though it was clear you were far less drunk than him on the same amount of drinks.

“Yeah I know. Just wanted to hear you say it,” he mumbled closing his eyes and smiling. You wouldn’t be surprised if he fell asleep standing up right there. “Ok, I’m going to bed,” he yawned again.

“Ok, Bucky. See you tomorrow,” you laughed as he stumbled. He leaned over unexpectedly, and engulfed you in a hug that almost smothered you. “Whoa…” you huffed trying to keep yourself from falling under his weight.

“You’re a good one Y/N. I like you,” he slurred quietly.

“I like you too James,” you chuckled.

“Don’t mess this up,” he whisper shouted toward Steve while you were still buried in his chest. His goal wasn’t for you to hear, but he wasn’t really all there to realize that that was impossible.

“I don’t plan on it, but if you continue to suffocate her-” Steve laughed coming to your rescue.

“Oh shit. Sorry,” Bucky said backing away, and letting you go to breathe.

“You’re fine Bucky. Just go get some advil and water before you go to bed to help ease my mind,” you said patting his back.

“You’re such a mom.” he giggled like a child before walking out. He saluted to Thor, and Thor did it back before he came to wish you good night.

“Well Miss. Ember, I’m certainly glad to have met you tonight.” Thor smiled down at you.

“It was great getting to know you as well Thor,” you responded gracefully as Steve came and wrapped his hand around your waist again.

“As I said before, you and Jane will have to meet and I’ll have to show you Asgard one of these days.”

“That would be a dream come true,” you smiled excitedly.

“Yes, well Asgard is beautiful beyond measures,” he said proudly.

Steve rolled his eyes ever so slightly and playfully before Thor could see knowing how much he could talk about his home.

“I’m sure it is,” you answered. “I hope that we will be seeing more of each other soon Thor. There are tons of questions that I didn’t get to ask tonight that I would love to in the future.”

“Absolutely. I’ll get out of your hair and let you two get some sleep,” he said offering a hand which you shook firmly. He turned to Steve doing the same. “I will see you soon Cap.”

“Will do.”

“Also, I second what Barnes said. Don’t let this one go. She’s a keeper, and I know a gem when I see one,” he winked toward you making you blush lightly.

“I don’t know why everyone thinks I’m going to mess this up, but I promise I will do my best not to,” Steve sighed before laughing.

Thor said his final good nights before heading out.

Steve began walking you to your room, and along the way you leaned into his form like you had been doing most of the evening. You rested your head on his shoulder, and his arm was still pulling you close to him, and you two slowly but comfortably made it to the guest room.

“This is it,” he said stopping in front of a white door.

“Ugh, a bed sounds so nice right now,” you sighed.

“I’m sure it does,” he laughed. “Um, my room is just down the hall. First door on the left if you need me.”

“Thank you Steve,” you smiled pulling back.

“Of course,” he smiled back.

“Not just for the room, but tonight,” you said taking his hand.

“It’s nothing Y/N-”

“But it is. All these years, I’ve closed myself out. I’ve avoided people, experiences, and so many other things in fear that it would all collapse around me,” you explained looking at your joined hands instead of his eyes. “I’ve gone through some really shitty things Steve. I’m just glad that you showed me that there’s a lot to NOT fear too.”

“Y/N-”

“Truly. You’ve done more than you think you do. I really appreciate it,” you said looking back up with thankful eyes.

They somehow sparkled in the low light, and Steve couldn't help himself from raising a hand to cup your cheek. He gently brushed a thumb over your cheek, and you fell into his touch closing your eyes. It was almost a place of refuge. A place of safe haven just being near him.

“Y/N… Can I-?” “Yes,” you answered before he could get it out.

Slowly, he leaned down and pressed his warm lips onto yours. You were feeling electricity with the small touches before, but this? This was jolts of lighting going through our body. You tilted your head to the side as you allowed the kiss to deepen. It started out soft and sweet, but seconds in, it became passionate and almost needy from both ends. It was like you two had waited almost a whole century for this or something…

Eventually you both pulled back for air, and stood there trying to calm your breathing as you looked at each other studying the others reaction.

“That was-” you started looking at his lips.

“Perfect,” he said cutting you off with another kiss just as shocking.

Finally you pulled back with a giant smile on your face.

“What?” he said looking down at the blush forming on you.

“Nothing. It’s just…” you paused looking up. “I wouldn’t mind doing this more often.”

He chuckled and your heart raced at the sound.

“I wouldn't mind helping you out with that.” he smirked. “But, I have a feeling we both want to get to bed pretty bad too.”

You nodded looking at the door knowing he was right. As much as you would love to stay in the hallway and make out like too lovestruck teenagers, you were exhausted from the evenings festivities.

“That’s very true. I may fall asleep standing up.”

“In that case, get some rest doll,” he said pulling you in for a tight hug before kissing your forehead. “I’ll see you in the morning” he whispered pulling away.

“I’ll be looking forward to it,” you smiled as your hand pulled apart, and he started walking down the hall.

You grinned as he turned around one more time with a giant goofy smile, and disappeared around the corner. You brought a hand up to your lip wishing his were still there. Then you let out a sigh pushing the door to the room open. In seconds of hitting the comforter, you were washed over with sleep. Of course all you dreamt about was Steve’s lips and hands. Oh, how they made your dreams that much better.

Chapter 20

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Love Rekindled Chapter 2

The moon was high in the cloudless night sky as I stood on the street corner to make a couple of bucks. The events that led me here were to be expected though. My mother had died when I was young. As I grew older, my father tried to make me into what he thought was a “proper young man”. He assumed I would chase the girls around just because I had a large group of girl friends in high school. Though when I had turned 15, he found out I was gay and when I turned 16, he kicked me out of the house. So here I was, a year later dressed in booty shorts and fishnets with a tank top to match. I wore my signature converse sneakers. Little did I know however, this would be the night that changed my life in so many ways.

Things weren’t going as well as I had hoped. Despite being dressed the way I was, I was only getting females interested in me for the night and I would have to politely decline their offers no matter how much they offered. It would only be a disappointment to them when I couldn’t perform the way they would want me to. At this point, I was starting to get tired of standing there and was about to give up when a man spoke from behind me.

“How much ya charge?” He asked, standing much closer than I had anticipated him to be.

I jumped a bit, not having heard him come up. Turning around, I faced him and felt myself become lost for words. He was gorgeous. Black hair tied up into a ponytail, an eyepatch covering his left eye and some dress shoes with a bit of metal on the tip of them. He was an absolute stud.

It took me a moment to reply to his question.

“Well… For head ¥3,000 and anal is ¥5,000.” I replied trying to keep my cool.

I’ve never seen a man as attractive as he was. The smirk he gave me made my heart flutter in my chest.

“What about an all-nighter?” He asked stepping closer to me and pressing his body against my own.

I swallowed and bit my lip. That was an absolute first for me and had no idea what to tell him in this situation.

“I-I’ve never had anyone ask me about that before.” I stammered, shocked that he would even want to spend a whole night with me

He chuckled and stroked my cheek with his thumb. His touch went straight to my crotch.

“Then how about we figure out the price when the mornin’ comes? You can make it whatever you want with how satisfied you are with my performance.” He replied wrapping an arm around waist and started walking us towards a hotel.

The way he made it sound was that he was the one selling himself for a bit of cash, but I knew that wasn’t the case at all considering he was the one to pick me up. Wouldn’t it be based off of my performance? I decided not to ask since I didn’t want to scare away the only man who seemed interested in me at the moment.

It took us around ten minutes to reach the hotel from where we were standing on the corner. The walk there and to our room was relatively silent but I wanted to know what his name was. I didn’t want to just call him dude or sir the whole time.

“Soooo…. What’s your name stranger?” I asked hoping to get an answer out of him.

“Majima. Goro Majima. And what about you?” He replied glancing at me.

“Goro huh? Guess I’ll call you Majima-san then. Sounds better. Levi Shishiro at your service.” I answered, liking the way his last name sounded.

After introducing ourselves, we fell into silence once more and stayed that way until we were behind closed doors. He wasted no time in getting me onto the bed. He took his suit jacket off and then the shirt he wore under it before he worked on my clothes. My shirt came off first.                For the first time since I started doing this, I felt shy and wanted to cover myself from his gaze.                “Beautiful.” He said breathlessly and dipped his head down to lick and kiss at my neck.

I gasped and moaned softly letting me head tilt back giving him more of my neck. He seemed to approve of this action when he started to bite and mark my neck.

“W-Wait! If you mark me like this, no one will want to pay for my services!” I managed to say though it didn’t come out near as intimidating as I was wanting it to.

Majima chuckled and pulled back looking down at me with an almost predatory look in his eye. It made me shiver and I could feel myself becoming more aroused by the second.

“Maybe that’s what I want. Maybe I want you all to myself.” He purred dipping back down to continue he marking of my neck.

My hands gripped the sheets on the bed. I wanted to touch him more than anything but my experience with touching another man when he hadn’t told me to didn’t go too well but I couldn’t help it any longer. I needed to touch him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. My body felt like it was burning. My fingers on one hand tangled into his ponytail and I let my other hand feel around his chest and well-toned abs causing him to shiver.

The feelings coursing through my body had never happened with any other men. Why was it that he made me feel this way? I was craving more. I wanted more. I needed more.

“I… I can’t take it anymore. I need you.” I whimpered, shocked I had even said that.

My confession earned me another chuckle and he pulled back from my neck. I immediately missed the feeling of him kissing on me and wanted more. I was harder than a rock. Harder than I had ever been with any other man and I wanted release.

“My, my. So eager. Though I must admit that I haven’t done this in a while. I’m probably harder than you. I guess we could skip the foreplay this time. Though, I might hurt you.” He replied and undid his belt looking down at me with a slight amount of concern.

I shook my head and helped him with his lower half of clothing. Once his belt was undone, he quickly undid his pants and hastily discarded them with his boxers. He tossed them somewhere in the room. I kept my eyes on his face as he started working on my shorts and fishnets. I wore nothing under the shorts so once those were removed, I was completely naked under him. I didn’t want to know how big he was. Not yet.

“I didn’t think you could get any more attractive. I was wrong.” Majima said softly and used his hand with some saliva to lube himself up.

I closed my eyes, heart pounding. This would be the moment I found out how big he was just from feel. I felt him line up and when he started to push into me, my eyes shot open wide and lips parted with a silent gasp of pain. My nails dug into his back causing him to suck in a breath. I wasn’t sure if he enjoyed it or if it legitimately hurt him. I was going through a bit of pain myself from him going in with no prep. I couldn’t blame him since I had basically told him to go without the prep.

“F-Fuck! How big are you?” I gasped out wondering how much more needed to fit and if it would even all fit inside of me.

I got another chuckle as he brushed some of my hair out of my face. I could see sleeping with him over and over if he was always this gentle and caring.

“Well last time I knew I was around 14 inches in length and about 3 thick. Judging from your reaction, I’m the biggest you’ve had.” He replied continuing to gently push into me.

Not only was he the biggest I’ve ever had, he was also the quickest man to ever get inside of me. Most of the clients I got wanted it to last for as long as possible. They would take unnecessarily long to undress me and themselves and the foreplay always last for about an hour before they were even ready to fuck. He was different.

It hurt to suddenly have a massive rod pushing into me without the foreplay but at the same time, it felt so good being so stretched and full. Once he was fully inside, he stayed still to let me adjust and I could tell that he was struggling to keep himself still from the way his arms trembled. I did my best to relax and allow him to move. It seemed to take forever before I was able to adjust and gave him the ok. Almost instantly, he pulled out and thrust back in causing me to moan out and wrap my legs around his waist. I moaned out louder than I had ever done before. It surprised both of us and I blushed deeply covering my mouth with my hand, turning my head away from him. Why had I moaned like that? That’s never happened before. I had always let out fake moans and to me they sounded fake but to other people, it must’ve sounded real enough because they never asked me about it. But this one was much, much different.

“Seems like someone is already enjoying themselves, Though I can’t deny that you feel incredible wrapped so tightly around my cock.” He murmured against my ear and pulled my hand from my mouth, pinning both of my hands above my head with one of his.

He gripped my hip and used the leverage to move me with him. Every time he pulled out, he would pull out to the tip of his cock and then thrust all the way back into me. Long drawn out moans filled the room and bounced off the walls. I didn’t care if anyone heard us. It felt too good to keep quiet.  

There were so many firsts happening tonight in a span of just a few hours. His touch sent me into a frenzy, I wanted this to last for as long as it could. I wanted to kiss him.                His thrusts picked up speed causing the headboard of the bed to hit the wall gently and he seemed to have read my mind. His head bent down and he kissed me. Deeply. His lips were soft and plump. I eagerly returned his kiss.

As we kissed, he wrapped his free hand around my throbbing cock causing me to gasp and moan out into his waiting mouth. As soon as my lips parted, he slid his tongue into my mouth and played with mine. We battled for dominance and he won without too much trouble. With his victory, he began thrusting faster and harder, the headboard now banging loudly off the wall. My back arched and I balled my hands tightly, my nails digging into my palms. My moans were muffled by his lips and I could feel my orgasm quickly approaching. Majima seemed to have sensed this, probably from me tightening around his cock and the way my cock throbbed in his hand and began to jerk my cock in time with his thrusts. My body began to tremble and when he felt I wasn’t getting closer he angled his thrusts. He soon found what he was looking for the moment I threw my head back and cried out. I was ready to fall over the edge.

“Call my name. Cry it out with everything you have as you cum. Let the whole place know how you feel. If you’re a good boy, I’ll fill you with my cum. “Majima growled, the lust in his voice making me shiver.

I couldn’t hold it back any longer. I cried out as loud as I could, his name echoing loudly off the walls with the pleasure I felt. My semen covered my stomach and his. Just as he promised, he buried his cock as deep as he could and came inside of me. He pumped his hips with each spurt of his cum until he couldn’t cum anymore. I moaned and shivered from the feeling and laid there under him panting heavily.

He pulled out of me and used a tissue nearby to clean us up then flopped down on the other side of the bed panting just as heavily as I was. I rolled over onto to my stomach and rested my head on the pillow. I decided to get a good look at him just on the off chance I never got to see him again. The thought of that made me sad but I pushed the feeling away. I’ll deal with that later.

I started down at his cock and no surprise there. He looked as big as he felt. Moving up, his stomach was nicely toned with sculpted abs. His chest was also well defined with his pecs. What caught my attention the most, however, was the large tattoo that covered his pecs and seemed to go onto his back. The left snake had it’s mouth open and was pure white with yellow eyes. The other snake was similar only the positioning was slightly different and it’s mouth was closed with it’s tongue sticking out. Black and white clouds surrounded both of them. Red flowers with green leaves and yellow centers were dotted about pulling the whole tattoo together on the front.

Finally, I came to his clean-shaven face. He had a nicely defined jaw line and his cheeks seem to but sunken in a little bit. I hadn’t realized he was watching me until I glanced up and his brown eye met with my green ones. I blinked and blush a deep shade of red. He shifted, laying so he was facing me completely.

“Like what ya see? You must if you did a full body sweep like that.” He teased, lightly rubbing my back as I tried to fight my blush down. It seemed to only get worse.

I rolled my eyes and tried to play it off cool.

“I just figured I’d take a good look at ya while I could.” I replied, trying to sound as uninterested and bored as possible.

He merely smirked and raised an eyebrow at my answer, letting me know he didn’t believe me at all.

“If yer really that unimpressed and disappointed in me I can go.” Majima taunted sitting up and sitting on the edge or the bed, getting ready to get up.

Without thinking, I flung myself around him, wrapping my arms tightly around his waist and preventing him from leaving. Upon realizing what I had done, I quickly let him go and turned away from him. That probably didn’t do anything in my favor. If anything he was going to pay me less for that. I heard him chuckle and shift. He grabbed me and pulled me back down into a laying position. My back was pressed against his chest as he held me.

“Before you go apologizin’ on me, I want ya to know that you did nothin’ wrong. I wanted to see how you would react. Good to know you didn’t want me to leave. Cause I want to spend more time with you too.” He said softly placing a soft kiss on my head.

I blinked. This wasn’t actually happening was it? There’s no way this stranger wanted to spend extra time with me. This was just a one-time thing and then he would pay me, and we would go our separate ways. At least, that’s what I was telling myself.

“You’re spacing out on me.” Majima’s voice floated into my thoughts bringing me back to the present situation.

“Sorry. I tend to do that. Don’t take it personally.” I replied and curled up trying to scoot away from him. He only tightened his grip on me.

After tonight, I wouldn’t feel these things for a man I didn’t know. It was just another job that was done. This was the only time I was going to see him and that would be that. I felt him press closer to my back and I tried to keep my breathing steady.

“Somethin’s bothering you. I can tell. What’s wrong?” Majima asked, the concern evident in his voice.

“And here I thought I kept my emotions in check this whole time. Don’t worry about it Majima-chan. You don’t have to worry about me.” I replied, thankful that my voice stayed strong.

I figured the conversation was over since he wasn’t saying anything. That thought lasted all but two second when he flipped me over onto my back and pinned me down. He stared intently at me and I felt my breath hitch in my throat. No matter how many times I looked at him, I couldn’t get over just how attractive he was.

“Please talk to me Levi.” Majima said softly, voice pleading.

The tone of his voice and the look on his face made me want to tell him right there. I could tell he really wanted me to talk to him about it. I almost broke right there and spilled my gut out to him.

“Trust me. It’s not that important. Especially since we probably won’t see each other after this. There really is no point in talking to you about it. It seems almost pointless if we aren’t going to meet up again.” I replied and forced myself to looked away from him.

Something was far different with this meetup than the rest of the ones I had done. My heart never wanted to beat normally and every touch from him made me want him that much more. From the corner of my eye, I could see him frown. Was he really that interested in what was bothering me? Why? It wasn’t something he would have to deal with the moment he left me.

“Tell you what, if we meet up a few more times after this, I’ll open up. But that also means you have to open up to me.” I said and looked back at him.

I could see the hesitation in his face after my words sunk into his brain. Looks like I got out of this one. Scored one for Levi.

“Alright. Deal.”

Fuck. That wasn’t the answer that I had been expecting. With how much he had been hesitating, I would have figured he’d say no for sure and that I wouldn’t have to talk about this.

“I can tell that you weren’t expecting that answer. I can tell you don’t want to about it right now and I won’t pressure you into telling me.” Majima replied brushing his thumb over my lip.

This one man turned my whole world upside down. He was the one I was looking to be with for the rest of my life. Where had he been this whole time? Even more so, would I ever see him again? That was the biggest thing I was worried about at this point in time. I let out a sigh and caved in.

“Fine. But I’m holding you to that.” I retorted and looked away from him again.

I could see him smile from the corner of my eye and I could help but roll my eyes. This man was a strange one. He surprised me further by stretching out and laying his head on my chest with both arms wrapped around me. This caused me to look at him and from this position, I was able to see the full extent of his tattoo. I knew it had to have been huge, but I wasn’t expecting it to be as big as it was. A large Hannya face that followed the same color scheme as the snakes on his chest went all the way down his back and stopped just above his ass.

I blinked. I knew people who had tattoos this large. The only reason they had them was because they were in the yakuza. Then it dawned on me. He was part of a yakuza family! Would he die if he was found a man? Would I die? What would happen to me if he or one of his family members didn’t kill me? I needed to stop my brain on it’s thought process and focus on the situation now. He didn’t seem like the type to kill and he didn’t have anyone following him. It eased some of the worry in me but at the same time, I couldn’t stop worrying.

We continued to chat idly about random things we liked to do until we both fell asleep. That night was the first time I ever slept peacefully.

[powderedwhiteviolets]

1 through 150 except the ones you said are off limits or something, love u fam

ok but i’m still a bit dizzy and tired so some answers might be short

1. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU HELD HANDS WITH?

I don’t hold hands with anyone, that’s not a thing i do….2. ARE YOU OUTGOING OR SHY?

Shy

3. WHO ARE YOU LOOKING FORWARD TO SEEING?

Nobody4. ARE YOU EASY TO GET ALONG WITH?

Yes but only if your worth my time5. IF YOU WERE DRUNK WOULD THE PERSON YOU LIKE TAKE CARE OF YOU? 

 Hypothetically yes6. WHAT KIND OF PEOPLE ARE YOU ATTRACTED TO? 

Twisted and crazy individuals (not so much dangerous crazy, though that could be fun)7.  DO YOU THINK YOU’LL BE IN A RELATIONSHIP TWO MONTHS FROM NOW? 

pfft no way  8. WHO FROM THE OPPOSITE GENDER IS ON YOUR MIND?

That’s none of your concern10. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU HAD A DEEP CONVERSATION WITH?

I don’t do deep conversations, especially not with my friends. Why would anyone want to ruin a perfectly good friendship with a bunch of emotional and moral crap?11. WHAT DOES THE MOST RECENT TEXT THAT YOU SENT SAY?

“Sorry about that. I’m going out to Don Don and maybe QV so i’ll be home a little later”12. WHAT ARE YOUR 5 FAVORITE SONGS RIGHT NOW?

Carousel, World is Mine, MiMiMi, How to be a Heartbreaker and Control13. DO YOU LIKE IT WHEN PEOPLE PLAY WITH YOUR HAIR?

Random person on the train? Fuck no. Friend? Ok as long as you don’t hurt me14. DO YOU BELIEVE IN LUCK AND MIRACLES?

Yeah, i do, it’s silly and childish but whatever.15. WHAT GOOD THING HAPPENED THIS SUMMER?

Finally got to escape an abusive household, lotta great memes as well around about that time.17. DO YOU THINK THERE IS LIFE ON OTHER PLANETS?

That’s not something i ever think about.18. DO YOU STILL TALK TO YOUR FIRST CRUSH?

See, this one is odd because a lot of people in my life believe that the guy i liked in Year 8 was my first crush, which is actually not true, there was one before him but i just never told anyone about it. In any case i don’t talk about him to other people.19. DO YOU LIKE BUBBLE BATHS?

YES LET ME DROWN IN BUBBLES20. DO YOU LIKE YOUR NEIGHBORS?

I’ve only met one of my neighbours, she’s a very nice lady. The others i have never spoken a single word to, in fact i don’t even know if anyone lives in the house across the road. As for my Dad’s neighbours, i’ve never met any of them but weeks ago was awoken at 1 AM IN THE FREAKING MORNING by two of them arguing and another banging on the door of their apartment.21. WHAT ARE YOU BAD HABITS?

Only biting my nails22. WHERE WOULD YOU LIKE TO TRAVEL?

Russia, Japan, America, France, Denmark, UK, South Korea23. DO YOU HAVE TRUST ISSUES?

Yes.24. FAVORITE PART OF YOUR DAILY ROUTINE?

Hanging with my awesome friends at school25. WHAT PART OF YOUR BODY ARE YOU MOST UNCOMFORTABLE WITH?

All of it nah jk i’m cool with most of it but i do sometimes wish i hadn’t gained so much weight. Then instead of do something about it i eat a chocolate bar. At this point i think it’s just a right of passage for teenage girls to be uncomfortable with their bodies. 26. WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN YOU WAKE UP?

Whine about waking up.27. DO YOU WISH YOUR SKIN WAS LIGHTER OR DARKER?

I’m fine with looking like a vampire most days28. WHO ARE YOU MOST COMFORTABLE AROUND?

I would say my friends but that wouldn’t be entirely true29. HAVE ANY OF YOUR EX’S TOLD YOU THEY REGRET BREAKING UP?

Depends who you count as an Ex >.> fucking hell i hate remembering that

30. DO YOU EVER WANT TO GET MARRIED?

Already answered this in a previous ask, short answer is yes31. IS YOUR HAIR LONG ENOUGH FOR A PONY TAIL?

My hair is long enough to put in odango so no shit it’s long enough for a ponytail32. WHICH CELEBRITIES WOULD YOU HAVE A THREESOME WITH?

Fuck i should have just ruled this question out as well….33. SPELL YOUR NAME WITH YOUR CHIN.

no34. DO YOU PLAY SPORTS? WHAT SPORTS?

I’m not athletically inclined in the least, why the fuck would i play sports35. WOULD YOU RATHER LIVE WITHOUT TV OR MUSIC?

Without music36. HAVE YOU EVER LIKED SOMEONE AND NEVER TOLD THEM?

I would say “see Q18″ but whatever37. WHAT DO YOU SAY DURING AWKWARD SILENCES?

Nothing, i usually just leave38. DESCRIBE YOUR DREAM GIRL/GUY?

He would be someone who isn’t embarrassed to be my boyfriend, someone who respects my likes and dislikes, someone i could turn to for any reason, someone who i can share funny memes with, someone who can accept the fct that at times i might just burst out singing the fucking Pokemon theme song and just roll with it, someone who would be just as crazy as i am. I’d want him to be intelligent, smarter than i am yet doesn’t look down on me for not being able to measure up to him. I’d want to feel comfortable making dark jokes and not have him be freaked out and/or concerned. Of course, i’d want him to be concerned about my wellbeing as well but also respect my lifestyle choices. He doesn’t even have to like all or any of the things i like, as long as he cares about me, is good looking and a nice person to be around, then i’d be happy. 39. WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE STORES TO SHOP IN?

Dangerfield mostly, other than that the rest of my clothes come from Target and Kmart.40. WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO AFTER HIGH SCHOOL?

If you had asked me a week or two ago i would have said confidently “writer/director of animated television series” but i’ve realised how lazy i am/how unprepared for adult life i am/how co-dependant i am/how tired i am of life. 41. DO YOU BELIEVE EVERYONE DESERVES A SECOND CHANCE?

Not everyone, pedophiles for example don’t42. IF YOUR BEING EXTREMELY QUIET WHAT DOES IT MEAN?

I’m either bored, tired, observing the situation or just being socially awkward.43. DO YOU SMILE AT STRANGERS?

No, i don’t even look at strangers because i worry they’ll think i’m staring.44. TRIP TO OUTER SPACE OR BOTTOM OF THE OCEAN?

Outer Space45. WHAT MAKES YOU GET OUT OF BED IN THE MORNING?

A hot chocolate and sheer willpower 46. WHAT ARE YOU PARANOID ABOUT?

Everything47. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN HIGH?

No48. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN DRUNK?

Underage, no49. HAVE YOU DONE ANYTHING RECENTLY THAT YOU HOPE NOBODY FINDS OUT ABOUT?

Not really50. WHAT WAS THE COLOUR OF THE LAST HOODIE YOU WORE?

Purple. In fact i’m wearing it right now.51. EVER WISHED YOU WERE SOMEONE ELSE?

Yes, once many years ago52. ONE THING YOU WISH YOU COULD CHANGE ABOUT YOURSELF?

I wouldn’t be so chubby for start53. FAVOURITE MAKEUP BRAND?

I don’t wear makeup because it feels so fake. Who would want to cake their face with a bunch of powder and sludge?54. FAVOURITE STORE?

Minotaur. It’s a comic book shop we have down in Vic and it’s the only place you can get manga.55. FAVOURITE BLOG?

MY OWNNNNNNNN

nah i don’t have one 56. FAVOURITE COLOUR?

Silver and Purple57. FAVOURITE FOOD? 

Cheesecake58. LAST THING YOU ATE?

A McDonalds sundae59. FIRST THING YOU ATE THIS MORNING?

Gourmet Strawberry Ice-cream60. EVER WON A COMPETITION? FOR WHAT?

I won a Halloween costume contest back in Year 6 (well technically tied with two other girls, but i won it really) as Sailor Moon.61. BEEN SUSPENDED/EXPELLED? FOR WHAT?

I was suspended from my last school for saying something along the lines of “can you shut the fuck up and let us explain” to the principal.Said event that had to be explained was my friends and i decision to skip Indonesian class (with that awful cow of a teacher) and hang in the girls bathrooms. Said teacher overreacted and called the principal on us.62. BEEN ARRESTED? FOR WHAT?

Never been arrested.63. EVER BEEN IN LOVE? 

Yeah64. TELL US THE STORY OF YOUR FIRST KISS?

I was 5 and my friends 12 year old brother somehow conned me to go in our garage with him. He kinda just grabbed me and then kissed me. Wasn’t a nice experience looking back on it, especially since i think i got in trouble for it even though i didn’t ask for him to kiss me.65. ARE YOU HUNGRY RIGHT NOW?

Yes. I have a pizza in the oven.66. DO YOU LIKE YOUR TUMBLR FRIENDS MORE THAN YOUR REAL FRIENDS?

Nope! I like them all equally!67. FACEBOOK OR TWITTER?

Twitter. I can’t stand FB, and the only reason i still have it is so i can communicate with my Dad (something’s wrong with his phone where he can’t text me back)68. TWITTER OR TUMBLR?

Tumblr because i go on here more.69. ARE YOU WATCHING TV RIGHT NOW?

No.70. NAMES OF YOUR BESTFRIENDS? 

Ashley, Ella (i have two best friends named Ella, they both go to different school though)71. CRAVING SOMETHING? WHAT?

A RED VELVET MAGNUM72. WHAT COLOUR ARE YOUR TOWELS?

Pink, Blue and Yellow72. HOW MANY PILLOWS DO YOU SLEEP WITH?

8 plus a second blanket that became another pillow when it became to hot to have it on in the summer. 73. DO YOU SLEEP WITH STUFFED ANIMALS?

Yes, unashamedly. I have my stuffed rabbit Silver, a sloth named Miku, another bigger rabbit named Kiko, two cats (Linda and i think Aramina)74. HOW MANY STUFFED ANIMALS DO YOU THINK YOU HAVE?

40, though most of them are on top my closet75. FAVOURITE ANIMAL?

Cat76. WHAT COLOUR IS YOUR UNDERWEAR?

Black with white polka dots77. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA?

Vanilla78. FAVOURITE ICE CREAM FLAVOUR?

Fig/Marscapone or Cookies and Cream79. WHAT COLOUR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?

I’m wearing a blue Tweedy Bird nightgown80. WHAT COLOUR PANTS?

Pink, blue and white81. FAVOURITE TV SHOW?

Puella Magi Madoka Magica and A Series of Unfortunate Events82. FAVOURITE MOVIE?

Anastasia83. MEAN GIRLS OR MEAN GIRLS 2?

Mean Girls84. MEAN GIRLS OR 21 JUMP STREET?

Mean Girls since i’ve never seen 21 Jump Street85. FAVOURITE CHARACTER FROM MEAN GIRLS?

Karen Smith, since back when i was in my own mean girl clique i was her out of the group86. FAVOURITE CHARACTER FROM FINDING NEMO?

Dory, because she’s adorable and funny87. FIRST PERSON YOU TALKED TO TODAY?

My Mum 88. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO TODAY?

My Mum again89. NAME A PERSON YOU HATE?

Amy Schumer90. NAME A PERSON YOU LOVE?

My best friends91. IS THERE ANYONE YOU WANT TO PUNCH IN THE FACE RIGHT NOW?

Nobody really92. IN A FIGHT WITH SOMEONE?

Bit of an ongoing argument with my homeroom/English teacher at school. He thinks i’m some sort of genius child just because i handed in one A+ assignment even though i’m just an average teen.93. HOW MANY SWEATPANTS DO YOU HAVE?

None, sweatpants are ugly94. HOW MANY SWEATERS/HOODIES DO YOU HAVE?

995. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?

Enchanted96. FAVOURITE ACTRESS?

I don’t have one97. FAVOURITE ACTOR?

Johnny Depp98. DO YOU TAN A LOT?

I don’t tan, i burn99. HAVE ANY PETS?

One cat, Stanley100. HOW ARE YOU FEELING?

Tired101. DO YOU TYPE FAST?

Yes102. DO YOU REGRET ANYTHING FROM YOUR PAST?

Yes, a lot of trivial small things103. CAN YOU SPELL WELL?

Very well.104. DO YOU MISS ANYONE FROM YOUR PAST?

I miss my old best friend Eloise. She moved schools in Year 5 and soon after we lost contact. Apparently she lives in Singapore now according to my Mum.105. EVER BEEN TO A BONFIRE PARTY?

No106. EVER BROKEN SOMEONE’S HEART?

Yes107. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ON A HORSE?

Yes and it scared the shit out of me108. WHAT SHOULD YOU BE DOING?

An essay on Donald Trump and the backlash he’s gotten for his statements in the news and on social media, also a Cinderella and ASOUE MEP part, plus the project for Media class.109. IS SOMETHING IRRITATING YOU RIGHT NOW?

See past questions.110. HAVE YOU EVER LIKED SOMEONE SO MUCH IT HURT?

Yes, right now i like someone so much it hurts. Sorry to sound poetic but it’s a self inflicted hell.112. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU CRIED IN FRONT OF?

I don’t remember. Probably was awhile back. I usually feel i can only cry alone.113. WHAT WAS YOUR CHILDHOOD NICKNAME?

Lili and Mystery114. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN OUT OF YOUR PROVINCE/STATE?

Yes, multiple times115. DO YOU PLAY THE WII?

No116. ARE YOU LISTENING TO MUSIC RIGHT NOW?

Yes117. DO YOU LIKE CHICKEN NOODLE SOUP?

No118. DO YOU LIKE CHINESE FOOD?

Hell yeah119. FAVOURITE BOOK?

Childish choice but any of The Keepers books120. ARE YOU AFRAID OF THE DARK?

Only in unfamiliar areas121. ARE YOU MEAN?

Yes122. IS CHEATING EVER OKAY?

No123. CAN YOU KEEP WHITE SHOES CLEAN?

No124. DO YOU BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT?

Yes125. DO YOU BELIEVE IN TRUE LOVE?

Yes126. ARE YOU CURRENTLY BORED?

No127. WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY?

Not adhering to my responsibilities128. WOULD YOU CHANGE YOUR NAME?

Yes, to either my online persona name or my pen name129. WHAT YOUR ZODIAC SIGN?

Gemini130. DO YOU LIKE SUBWAY?

No

134. CAN YOU COUNT TO ONE MILLION?

Naw, i get bored before then135. DUMBEST LIE YOU EVER TOLD?

Any of my childhood lies, can’t name any specifics136. DO YOU SLEEP WITH YOUR DOORS OPEN OR CLOSED?

Closed137. HOW TALL ARE YOU?

Irrelevant138. CURLY OR STRAIGHT HAIR?

Slightly wavy139. BRUNETTE OR BLONDE?

Brunette140. SUMMER OR WINTER?

Winter141. NIGHT OR DAY?

Night142. FAVOURITE MONTH?

May143. ARE YOU A VEGETARIAN?

No144. DARK, MILK OR WHITE CHOCOLATE?

Milk Chocolate145. TEA OR COFFEE?

Tea146. WAS TODAY A GOOD DAY?

Yes147. MARS OR SNICKERS?

Mars148. WHAT’S YOUR FAVOURITE QUOTE?

“The future is in the past. ONWARDS AOSHIMA” - Mabel Pines

“Reality is an illusion, the universe is a hologram, buy gold BYE” - Bill Cipher149. DO YOU BELIEVE IN GHOSTS?

No.150. GET THE CLOSEST BOOK NEXT TO YOU, OPEN IT TO PAGE 42, WHAT’S THE FIRST LINE ON THAT

“When i get back to Tanglewood, my twin is perched on the gate waiting”

[lolbtsaus]

First Day of School (Yoongi)

I wanna take a second to say another thank you for 4k bc you deserve so many thank yous and hugs and if I could give each of you a hug and say thank you, I would and I will, as always, be doing something to celebrate!! Onto the post, it is time for the first half of the Daegu line, one half of Sope, my highkey spirit animal who is looking so cute and niCe I mean he always does but the recent gayo episode oh boY that was a look i wanna see repeated, Min Yoongi aka Suga aka Agust D (also Jin graduated so congradulations to him!! I’m really happy the boys surprised him bc ik he must have been disappointed he couldn’t attend the ceremony this is why I love BTS they’re such a family)

All of the father related posts are here

For everyone that hasn’t read the original father!Yoongi post, he has one daughter, there is also a version where he has a younger son (there are a couple years between them) I’ll be using the second one so this may get kinda long

The bby Mins s o fucking cute like have you ever seen bby pictures of Yoongi he was such an adorable bby they’d have those same chubby cheeks and the gummy smiles and they’re s o tiny

They’re some of the tiniest bbys in the bunch tbh, the only ones that are shorter than them are Tae’s youngest son and the Jeon twins (but spoiler alert, once puberty happens those two shoot right on up the height chart and leave the others looking tiny)

But they’re also on the younger side of the group so they still have some time to catch up

Bby girl doesn’t really get what’s going on with the whole school thing, she knows what the idea of it is and she’s excited for it, it sounds cool she gets to learn all the things and be with her friends but she hasn’t realized that she’s not gonna be able to take Yoongi with her

This entire time, she’s been assuming he’ll come with her bc he never leaves her side they wake up together, play together, eat together then cuddle, fall asleep and repeat the process

So when he tells her that she has to go in solo, she’s just like nah never mind let’s just stay home and play and it takes him a l on g time to convince her that it’ll be okay and there are tears when she sees that he’s being serious about it and his heart breaks bc Yoongi is all tough and badass on stage but the second he hears that teeny tiny whimper and sees her eyes get all watery, he has to do e v e rything he possibly can to stop it immediately

Even when she was just a newborn and crying was her main way of communication, he would be s o fucking quick about solving whatever was wrong, you didn’t even have time to sit up and realize what was happening before Yoongi had her in his arms, he can n o t handle tears

He has to give her a really really long hug and promise that it won’t be that bad once she’s there and that he’ll pick her up and get her ice cream and give her a sticker and he’s getting so close to tearing up himself bc every single sob is just making his heart o w but thankfully she calms down after a few minutes

After a long talk about it, she starts getting a bit more excited about it bc yoon starts telling her all of the stories from his own experience and he gets you to tell yours

Bby boy’s reaction to school is the complete opposite, he’s w a y more excited than she was bc he’s been able to see her going to school and she makes it sound fun so he’s being hyped up by both her and all of the other bbys so he’s ready to gO

He is pretty sad that he can’t hang out with Yoongi all day bc bby boy is just as attached to him as bby girl is and he does tear up a bit the day before school and he goes to Yoongi’s office (he uses the spare room in the house as an office area) and silently climbs into his lap and hugs him really tightly

Yoongi gets him to cheer up a bit by letting him press some of the “shiny buttons” and feeding him some chocolate but he doesn’t let him go the rest of the night, you go into yoon’s office at midnight looking for him and you just see the two of them curled up on the couch together so you leave them be

Typical mornings with the Mins are cuddly, there’s so much cuddling going on, bbys are cuddling each other, you’re cuddling yoon he’s cuddling you and them everyone’s just warm and happy and sleepy

They let yoon sleep in a bit but at the same time, they’re two energetic toddlers who are getting hungry so they start jumping all over the bed and giving the two of you “kiss attacks” to wake you up completely and if all else fails, they’re gonna scream so it’s better to just wake up asap

Yoongi has to carry them downstairs and on the couch and get a cartoon playing before they can get back up if either of you want to be able to do anything that morning bc those two are playful af and if you let them, they’ll keep you playing with them all morning

You and Yoongi make breakfast together, some days you make it, some days he makes it but most of the time, it’s a team effort bc the quicker it’s done the better

They always end up joining you two in the kitchen though, they’re hugging your legs or wanting to see what you’re doing and you end up carrying one of them while yoon carries the other and they get to snack on some apples while they wait so their tummies aren’t totally empty bc bby boy gets really pouty when he’s hungry he just walks around with a permanent pout on his face until he gets fed

But on both of their first days, they cling onto Yoongi the entire morning, they don’t wake him up, they don’t let him put them down on the couch, they don’t let him do anything if he isn’t carrying them while he does it

He doesn’t mind at all tbh bc he’s gonna miss them so much, even if it just for a few hours bc those are his bbys, they’re his mini mes, his muses he’s never had to spend so long away from them unless it was for work and even then, he had them on face time the entire time he was gone so he could just look over and see their beautiful faces

Bby girl starts getting more excited when Yoongi starts going through her clothes with her bc it starts kicking in that she’s gonna go to school and see her best friends

Her first day outfit is super cute, it’s picked by her of course, it’s some bby jeans aka one of my favorite things to ever exist bc they’re so tiny, a shirt with a flower on it and a coat over it and one of the Mins infamous scarves with tiny bby boots

Her hair is put into a ponytail at her request and Yoongi knows that it’s gonna last about an hour but whatever she wants, she gets that’s rule number one in his book

Bby boy’s outfit is also super cute bc he’s super cute, he’s got the bby jeans as well but his are blue (her’s were gray) and he’s got a t-shirt with a lil mustache on it and then of course the bby coat and some sneakers that match Yoongi’s and the scarf bc Yoongi is that one dad that bundles his bbys up when the weather gets the tiniest bit cold

His hair is forever messy so Yoongi does try to tame it a bit by pushing it back and at least getting it out of his face

Bby girl’s got a Tom and Jerry lunchbox and a Peppa Pig backpack bc her faves, bby boy’s got a Clifford backpack with a matching Tom and Jerry lunchbox bc that’s one of the only shows that can keep their attention in the morning so they’ve grown up with it

Yoongi is drea din g the goodbye the entire car ride but both of the bbys seem to forget about it until they actually have to do it

He gives them such tight hugs and no one wants to let go first so they just sit in the middle of the hallway hugging and you have to just smile bc before bby girl was born, he told you that it was gonna be you that cried on their first day and that he would buy you some chocolate afterwards to make you feel better

But they were both s o attached to him and he was their best friend and cuddle buddy and they always ran to him whenever they were hurt or feeling ill and they’re just his entire world but now they gotta grow up and makes friends and further develop their own personalities

But the logical side doesn’t make it any easier to let them go of course so he can sit there and explain it to himself all he wants but there are still tears gathering up in his eyes while he’s fixing their bags and telling him he’ll see them soon and to have lots of fun and that they can tell him everything once he picks them up

He’s so proud of them but also he’s a bit sad bc his munchkins but then they both give him a kiss on the cheek and say ily before running off into their class with their friends

Seeing them hugging their “cousins” (all of the bbys call each other cousins) and giggling and knowing they won’t be alone makes him smile and he finally feels ready to leave

“Let’s go get some chocolates”