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jazzmynbrown · 1 year ago

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A small smile graced her face as Jazzmyn listened to Desmond speak. His voice was soft and cozy like a warm fire, and she found herself leaning into him as he spoke, warmed by his gentleness. She found it hard to believe that he didn’t have friends when he seemed so patient and tender. In the short time that she’d known him, Desmond had been humble and pleasant: an ideal first-time guest who didn’t ask for anything and didn’t want her put out in any way. Even mishaps on her part still saw him behave like a perfect gentleman. Still, she could only really guess, and in the end might have been better off taking his word for it over her own assumptions. Isolation was often not intentional, and most things she’d read about the human experience spoke a common theme about it being harder to make friends the older a person got. When adding in that they weren’t native, Jazzmyn could see why he may not have known many people.

His comment made her laugh, mostly because she couldn’t exactly see herself doing something so intricate either. Knitting took a sort of patience she didn’t have, in spite of how fun it looked. Shaking her head, she looked at her hands as they twisted over each other. “No one’s surprised there.” She remarked under her breath. “ You seem…disciplined. I don’t know… Dedicated. Like you’re really good at sticking to things. I’m terrible at that; I envy you. “ Jazz smiled.

Pursing her lips, his hobbies made sense, but it almost felt like he was intentionally being vague. She could have very well been prying too much, but Jazzmyn couldn’t help herself. She was all but trapped in her home with a stranger who was injured, and as awkward as the situation was already, keeping silent and distant would only add to that.

“I don’t know, I haven’t touched all man’s hands.” She retorted in a matter-of-fact tone and her now abused nose crinkle as she held in a laugh. At his suggestion, her finger gently traced his hand, eyeing the long lines of his palm and the prominent veins of his forearm. He was strong, of that there was no doubt, but his hands were also docile. “No, not like leather… Like something sturdy and strong but not all that weathered, either…” She mused.

After a moment, Jazz managed to catch herself and pull her hand away. Nodding as he spoke, reaching for her mug to hide behind again. She was all too comfortable with this man. Sure she had been a touch on the lonely side, being used to being in a tribe and not alone, but it wasn’t to say that the moon had been in some phase or that it was mating season that she could make excuses for why she was so drawn into him.

“Fish are pretty great…” She snickered knowingly, amused with the thoughts floating in her brain. The smell from the kitchen made her get up and move to the stove, turning off her soup and bread and speaking a little louder to be heard over the storm. “ I think that could be fun — but don't think I didn’t catch that. You need to be a little kinder to yourself.” She scolded as she placed the soup into deep bowls. With the bowels set on plates and the bread tucked on the edge, Jazzmyn carefully made her way to the sofa again, setting down the bowels before running back to grab spoons.

“Here. Eat up.” She all but ordered as she grabbed the remote and set the TV on a cooking channel. “ I know how horrible my company is and how badly you wanna get out of here so you can stop listening to me rant, so the more you eat and get better, the sooner that can happen.” She teased. Deep down, she didn’t actually feel as though he was in a rush to get away, but it was easier to tease him than to admit she was enjoying his company a lot and was glad he couldn’t leave as soon.

“Is it okay? Is it good? Does it need anything? Salt? Or maybe more seasonings? I told you I’m not a good cook, but I at least dont’ want to feed you bog water that you have to pretend is fine because you’re too nice to say otherwise.” She laughed.

“That’s okay.” He tried his hand at comfort, a spontaneous change of character even for him. “That’s okay, me either, really.” Even though Desmond spent most of his time surrounded with others who shared his motivations he knew that didn’t necessarily mean they were friends. There were those he liked and some he didn’t, but he no sooner left the space open to connect with others enough to form a friendship. And everyone else was there by obligation, as Desmond hardly radiated any kind of warmth. He sensed her reasons were much less complex and that the smile she painted on was a passing cover for some degree of loneliness or another. This was not the country of particular hospitality and he imagined for her that varied for many different reasons. Still, he felt sad that someone so eager to connect had little chance to do so. Maybe in the time he was trapped here he could indulge in that.

“Definitely don’t knit.” He added, laughing. Desmond watched on as she made her careful observation directed towards his chest. “Yeah, I go to the gym.” He lied, as it was the only viable and conveniently the easiest excuse in the book. Had he been a timid man the way she was looking at him would have made him nervous. Desmond had already begun spinning excuses in his own head to justify why he would suddenly feel pride at being looked at this way, in full denial that even he craved affection. For a just a second too long he let himself watch, tearing his eyes away when he knew it would become too long, a feeling of pride wash over him.

Engaged, a small smile hung somewhat idly as she listed off the various things she thought he might do in his off time. She seemed to sense his attention because she placed her hand at her chin and rested there, and though the action surely served her it seemed to only place her that much closer to eye level. It made the questions she asked that much sharper. An irony fitting for someone with such a soiled past, it was almost as if higher powers might be taking personal enjoyment in his struggle.

“Boating, camping.” Something like that was what he would’ve said had he cared less about making an impression. “Are all men’s hands not this way?” He picked at her, turning his hands palm facing to observe. “Probably felt like leather,” he noted, taking a finger to slide over some callous part of his skin, then to a scar. “Your hands are much softer. That’s good, you shouldn’t have to do manual labor, like picking men up at sea.” The thought of losing the way she looked at him was becoming something of a problem. There was of course, a need to maintain anonymity but it was blatantly worse, he hadn’t even mentioned he hunted, period. He thought even the idea he would kill animals might turn her away.

“Yeah, I like fish. The ones I eat, anyway.” He took a sip and placed the mug down. “I don’t swim in the water here all too much, not many fish to see.” The seas were barely worth boating in, and he almost wished she’d found him on land because it was easier to lie about that. Glad to let her lean in to whatever she was genuinely interested in, he smiled as she gushed. She seemed happy to be asked, happy that someone on the other end might care and want to know.

He didn’t have to act to do so, flicking his attention down to her lips for a second as she pulled her mug down from her mouth. “Well if it was you’ve already lost.” He quickly shifted from what actions she would easily clock. “I think we should watch it.” He encouraged, more for wanting to see how she acted while they watched. “Pick and choose our favorites, who we think will win. I want to trust your judge of character but you brought me in from the storm, so I have to guess you might like broken things. You always root for the underdog?” He asked in a way that sounded assumptive.

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fisherrprince · 3 years ago

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do you have more thoughts on keyblade fighting that you need to put somewhere, because i have two hands ready to catch Should The Need Arise

anon: hey I heard you mention you’d analysed the combat styles in KH and what you said in the tags was already alluding to really neat stuff, but I for one would love to hear more of what you came up with!! so if you ever wanted to share any of your analysis then the floor is yours

aHAH, MY EXCUSE!!

Okay, so first some words on “standardized wielding styles”. These are styles shared by Terra, Aqua, Vanitas, Riku, and Xehanort and every other scala and daybreak kid. I will make the argument that the red style is the fanciest standard style, while the purple is seen often to make it easier on the little chibi sprites. BUT, I cannot discredit Eraqus, who uses the purple variant in bbs, nor can I discredit half of the Foretellers (Gula and Ava, at least, use this. Invi and Aced use the first type). So, two standard styles. For simplicity, let’s say one for primary offense, one for primary defense. The standard offensive style really wasn’t popular before Scala-era society.

check this difference out, specifically between ava invi and gula:

then between eraqus, hermod, and xehanort, and eraqus and terra.

These two were likely popularized and standardized for education in Scala ad Caelum for their predominant lack of obvious weak spots.

After this, we have unique styles. Those include Sora Kairi and Xion’s (similar to standard defense, but more mobile at the expense of form — Kairi takes after Sora but less confident, she hasn’t been hit that heavily yet), Ven’s (backhand, heavy range and mobility), Roxas’ (modified for two keyblades, but takes after Sora), and Axel’s (taught himself, comfortable with chakrams).

So! Let’s go.

Standard (offensive)

All styles have sub-variations, of a sense. Different wielders can choose where their keyblade points, and how they hold it exactly, based on what makes them most comfortable. Terra and Aqua point theirs downward, while Vanitas and Riku hold theirs above their head. What is recognizeable to this style is a hand for the sword, and a hand for guarding/blocking/items/magic.

It’s incredibly efficient. With only one hand on the weapon, you not only free up a hand for other things, but increase your range of movement with said weapon. Test it out yourself! The keyblade hand is always your dominant hand, held behind you for increased power when attacking (since you lose a significant amount of it by choosing not to grip with both hands). This style also decreases the speed of the defense you have, but with that increased mobility and swing power, along with a hand free to brace against the keyblade (defense strength up!), it makes up for it. Many people who use this also have strong barrier spells — both a testament to their preference for coverage and an acknowledgement that any directional block will take a little longer and be weaker if they try it with one hand.

The pointy end, though. What difference does it actually make, the height it’s at?

I think it’s half a matter of attack style preference and half intention. Riku, Vanitas, and Xehanort stab quite a bit. Aqua and Terra slice more. Not that they don’t do both, but it’s the first instinct. Aqua and Terra are also likely taught to hold their keyblade neutrally, in a safe position, until someone starts attacking. It’s polite! Eraqus also holds his one-handed, neutrally, until he gets into position. Riku and Vanitas learned to fight assuming everyone was out to fight them. Invi and Aced may like this style because of range (i hc she’s blind and strikes very very quickly, and he’s already very powerful with just the one arm and wants better motion).

and on character specifics: Terra often switches to two-handed, to copy his dad and add extra power to his hits without always sacrificing the empty hand. Vanitas likely was forced to relearn how to fight, as instead of solely being trained to be better at withstanding, he was constantly being made to better his own attacks. The moves Xehanort uses would best be replicated in the same style. Vanitas is wild for holding the massive spiky x-blade like that.

Now, what‘s good on this style does not correlate to what’s bad in the other. The two standard styles simply have different ways of dealing with each con they create or taking advantage of each pro.

(Here’s an interesting side note — Gula uses standard defensive, but in this instance, swaps. One hand… likely to display confidence! Wrong move, but hey. He got cocky. He’s also doing it wrong, and swaps back to two-handed to take Aced’s attack.)

Standard (defensive)

The main detriment of this style is the lack of ease of long range movement. Hold a wrapping paper tube out in front of you with both hands, then run. It goes to the side, or tucks in to your stomach, right? Dodge. Your legs will get in the way unless you know where to move that sword. It requires, interestingly, a little more discipline. You’d think Aqua would like that, but no, she wants movement and practicality, and she loves magic, and remember that you must take a hand off this style to grab a potion. You’d think young Eraqus wouldn’t, but remember that he’s a fancy royal lad.

The main draw, though, is tankiness, readiness, and power. You don’t need to move as much if nothing dares hit you! Ava and Gula might be attracted to this style because they’re not as physically strong, but want protection in close-quarters fighting. Using this style when your muscles aren’t as big but you still want to Hit Things Good, or when you want to be a boy you can’t knock over with a pail of water (horse stance rules), is probably solid advice.

Traditionally, this is a lot less like fencing, and a lot more like a samurai sword or kendo. Your blade is held in front of you, giving you very easy access to blocks and frontal attack/defense. In losing some twirly spinniness, you gain power and minimize your opponent’s ability to parry and block.

you gotta dodge master Eraqus so mcuh

All styles will swap between one and two hands for different moves. Eraqus, notably, swaps to a stance very similar to Xehanort when channeling a metric ton of magic.

Both of these styles require a degree of upper body/core strength, as does all swordfighting. I would be interested to see someone whose keyblade style relies on leg strength.

Sora, Xion, and Kairi

please look at the difference between the foretellers’ or eraqus’ two-handed grip and Sora’s. Do this with your shoulders and a top-heavy object.

They’re both in a hard stance, but hon. What are you, a gremlin? Anyways, a traditionally taught master would have… better form, even if it’s harder to learn at first. It’s habitual. Sora nearly crouches, and holds his keyblade back-pointed with two hands, which makes it easier for him to dodge roll, push off his feet quickly, and pull off those spinning combos he loves. It‘s really gonna hurt his muscles, in the future, though, since he’s doing a squat for like…. hours. Pulling on those shoulderblades and neck. Xion, too. Replicas had better have correct muscle dynamics. Kairi is brand new, so… maybe Aqua can teach her how to hold a sword so it doesnt hurt you.

Okay, now look at the grip itself. Held in front versus held to the side-back. They’re really attempting to combine both standard styles subconsciously, giving themselves more attack power while really wanting to keep that hard defensive parry, wanting to prevent all attacks to the front while also wanting mobility. It’s working for them really well, they fight like an anime character, and manage to get the best of both, with a minor sacrifice of length range that they don’t care about. We’re flexible and full of magic, baby! Holding the blade like this makes it pretty easy to let go with one hand without sacrificing that crouched defense position.

Now, Sora, specifically, is very adaptive. He’s had two keyblades, claws, guns, yo-yos, and a giant shield, to name a couple. He retains a bit of that alert crouch no matter where he goes, but Sora knows how he wants to attack and how to balance that with the most effective way to use his current weapon. He’s a smart kid! Sora has the most ridiculous shotlocks, which are also probably due to not always wanting to go standard for it. He also prefers to keep his focus on the enemy, which is evident in his reprisals and lack of very many effective “escape” moves.

Xion is very similar to Sora, but she does have some moves that are all movement. She switches to one handed for strikes a lot — using two for defending, one for smacking. In her data battle I’d swear some of those heavy hits are claymore-like. But anyways, since we’re magic, Xion cares not for the laws of exhaustion, and will ping about as a ball of light everywhere. Short range? Up in your business. Mid-range? In your business with one hand. Long range? Throws a boomerang. Hit her? No you dont. Ball of light. She’s above you and wants to bash your head in. (Vanitas also does this! A lot. It’s an easy way to catch someone off-guard. I’ll argue that the soras are very tough and strong, but not tanky. they want to avoid being hit a lot)

Another interesting note about Kairi. I say “unconfident” not because she doesn’t hit hard, but because her stance is also often tilted back, ready to dodge. It’s two handed, but almost all her moves are one. She does love spinning and throwing the thing! It looks like she’s been taking notes from the wielders she knows. It would be easy to teach her a standard style, I think. See here, she lets go on the strike, and by trying to do both, actually ends up with an advantage (being confusing) and disadvantage (losing both the power of two handed and versatility of one handed).

A counter to Sora and Xion is difficult to pin down. Time? Probably. Lack of heating pads. Something that takes all their attention is about the only way to get a sneak attack in, and then you have to hit hard. A counter to Kairi would be anyone who can knock her off balance. She needs a sturdier stance. .

Roxas

Roxas is interesting. He takes after Sora for the one blade. Wielding two, however, nets him a totally different way of fighting. Roxas’ clavicle muscles n… deltoids and stuff must be Ironclad. Also, two handed means you are very fast and sharp all the time. He has the advantage of standard defense (horse stance), and the advantage of offense (range of one sword, but twice).

Roxas generally attacks in two ways — simultaneous hits, and follow-up hits. Either he hits with both at once, or hits hard with the first one, and adds the second one as a bonus smack. He can attack by hitting in opposite directions with the two, like a drum, but that will be a little awkward and leave him prone to being tangled. That established, the follow-up hit method means he spins a bunch. As do we all.

Roxas gets a little complicated because we are not in the real world. We have magic and turning into light and physics that let you become a circular saw. So, typically, disadvantages would include: being unable to let go of a weapon to grab something or use an item, having just a very big silhouette to attack on, having difficulty with close-range attacks because Oathkeeper and Oblivion are kinda long, and convenience. Roxas gets to dodge #1 (keyblades can be unsummoned) and #4 (keyblades can be unsummoned). Speaking of dodging, he also gets to skirt the difficulty of dodging and rolling with two swords because he turns into a beam of light. But he can’t dodge how difficult it is to use two swords effectively — he needs to concentrate on fighting, and nothing else, or he risks messing up. He has to be very, very coordinated, and undistracted. Luckily he’s pretty good at making his opponents shut up, most of the time. Blocking is another thing — theoretically his blocks could be strong, but Roxas has no real brace: crossing your blades and taking a hefty stab might smack one of them back into your face. He mostly uses reversals and dodges, because of this.

The takeaway to this is Roxas is built for speed and power, and he is very strong. He’s a mid- to far- range fighter who if you’re not careful can snap you in half if you’re too close (be SO careful of that cross blade scissor).

A perfect counter to Roxas would be a tank that can grapple, and also be very distracting. If you can take hits, be talkative, and get close enough to stop his blades, you have a chance.

Ventus

This is a bizarre choice, my guy, but I get it.

Backhanded weapons are very impractical for a lot of... attacking, mainly in mid-range combat, and Ven likes to either fight very close or throw the keyblade like a boomerang (and hey, backhand gives it a good whip for throwing). His attacks aren’t meant to one hit KO, but they do come with a bit of power to them, especially on the backslash. Like holding a knife for gouging. It’s for very close defense — pretty good when Wayward Wind and Missing Ache have hooks.

Backhand also, while retaining that empty hand for potions and guarding, gives you an extreme coverage boost. By which I mean Ven’s sword hand now has a nearly 270 degree sweep of “I see you, don’t touch me”, very quickly, based on just flicking his wrist. It sacrifices a ton of strength/sturdiness, but you don’t need that if you’re dodging. You also don’t really need to block, which is slower, but relatively sturdy when Ven does it, as he blocks with mostly the chunky hilt between crossed arms. He sacrifices (again) a bit of strength for coverage — an attack would hurt his arms, not his chest, if he were hit head-on.

His attacks often have him flip the blade around in his hand, too. Quick swaps between standard moves and backhand ones. Basically, Ventus is built for moving, protecting himself, and quick attacks that wear down the enemy, not outclass it. Likely because he’s good at fighting, but everyone he’s fought hits harder than he can! It doesn’t matter how he holds it, getting hit will hurt. So he just. Doesn’t. He’s not a buff little guy — but he is a persistent one. Ven very likely made this up on his own, in Daybreak, and it was too hard to fix his whole style, but it was enough to correct most of his form so he doesn’t hurt himself too much. He is going to have to really stretch that shoulder and wrist (maybe get a brace), though. At least his neck is ok. … not sure about his knees tho dang boy that crouch

A perfect counter to Ven would be someone big and fast, who hits hard mid-range. He’s already been sparring with Terra, though, so when in doubt, try scruffing him?

Axel

Theres not a ton to say about him — he‘s not a swordfighter. He uses his keyblade like it’s a frisbee. Because that’s what he’s used to! His neutral is behind his back on his shoulder, which is terrible for readiness, but okay for chucking the thing. It’s good it has a sort of… ripstik like… boomerang quality.

Axel’s fighting style is completely made up, like most of the self-taught wielders’. His strengths lie in some of the benefits of standard offensive style (one-handed), and some of the same coverage stuff as Ven, having a cocked wrist most of the time so no one can sneak up around him without risking getting whacked very quickly, and having an interesting range due to the pointy end being basically on a spinny swivel wherever his hand moves. He’s not going to be good at close-range and he knows it — his attacks are mostly distance. And the guy has ZERO defense, combined with zero coverage when idle, so it’s for the better.

Distance-wise, though, he rocks. Treating the blade like it’s a flaming throwing weapon means his idle is actually great for sudden flick-tossing and attention-guiding for sneakier attacks, and his stance itself (…nonexistent) serves a different purpose: bait. Basically a big "come hit me". Fun, when you have a lot of fire magic and two friends who are beasts and love to take advantage of a distracted enemy — distance on the blade, proximity on the burning.

A perfect counter to Axel would be someone pinging around very close <—> very far and circling him incessantly. Like, data Xion could wreck him, as he has to wait for the boomerang to come back -- he no longer has two spinny wheels. Also someone with water magic.

SO! In conclusion! Having a teacher who teaches you correct sword usage rather than instinct may detract from overspecific styles that benefit you most but leave weak spots, but your muscles and your oversights will thank you. Everyone is glad we have the power of the Mouse and anime on our side.

Keep in mind again that I have done cursory research, and have had minimal actual sword instruction, I am not an expert and this is all for fun anyways :]

#I ran out of images which is homophobic #KH #ask #mojimallow #THANKS MOJI #If you’re wondering what the counter would be to Terra and Aqua; in terms of counters there are no counters #not style-wise anyways. That’s why they’re standard.#Terra can’t react very fast and Aqua needs more mp but that’s individual #and we are mostly talking BASE COMBAT here #of course lingering will can use keyblade transformations and there’s magic strategies — but that would make this post… much longer #brrrrrrr #kh analysis #kh meta #thanks to the handful of other people who asked me to expand on the same thing <3<3<3 #REALLY wanted to include one of Invi blocking — just go watch invi and aced fight for two standard offense #it Shows off their strengths and weaknesses #… no living adults do the two handed grip. Watch Sora and Xion’s data battle for an approximation I guess??#you. Hey you. Look in the notes rn #metazone

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milkacchan · 4 years ago

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Request for anon: Can I have aizawa dating (without knowing) one of his student's (you can chose) older sister? Thank you and stay hydrated! 💗

• It was Bakugous sister.

• He honestly didn't even make the fucking connection. He's just tired.

• You have brown hair, Katsuki has blonde hair. You curse a lot but have a much better control with your temper and youre not as hot headed.

• he didn't connect the resemblance either until he see's you too in the same room

• and he doesn't like bringing work home- especially when he gets to see you

• which isn't as often as he'd like it to be

• so he won't talk about it

• so you wouldn't know that he taught your brother

• he'll say his day was frustrating or it was good and then the subject would be changed

• Your family would know you're seriously dating /someone/

• but they wouldn't know who.

• your dad would know more than your mom would- you're closer with him

• Katsuki would also know youre dating someone, he doesn't know who, and he pretends not to care but he's annoyed he hasn't met them

• he doesn't know what they're like. They could be an asshole- he wouldn't know.

• your relationship with Katsuki is weird.

• some times he's decent- and yall act like normal siblings

• and then sometimes the two of you ignore eachother for months

• which is ridiculous because youre 26 and he's 17.

• you think he has some animosity for leaving the house and leaving him to be the only child there

• now his parents are down his back

• he might also be upset that you disciplined him a lot

• but you also comforted him when he needed it

• regardless he'll still show up at your apartment when he's fought with mom

• or he 'got bored' aka he missed you but he's not gonna say that

• if he didn't feel like spending the night in the dorms, he'd crash at your place.

• Back to the point- they don't know much.

• it's completely unknown to everyone that you're dating your brothers teacher.

• Aizawa is patient. He's so patient.

• you've been hesitant on him meeting your family (though you've been together for what- a year? Year and a half?) Because well...your family is your family.

• you don't want him to dip

• you're utterly in love with this man and you'd be htterly devastated if he left

• and honestly? He's content with how it is now.

• Him occasionally spending the night(s) ((weeks)) at your apartment, leaving work out of conversations and just enjoying company.

• you dont have to go too fast- its fine how it is now.

• he loves you and that's really all that matters to him.

• but one day, you do decide its time for him to meet them.

• it's over winter break- it's December, not long before Christmas, he'd be spending it with you this year and he should meet your family before hand.

• You guys decided breakfast was an appropriate time.

• So there you are, sitting in bed with your greasy gremlin of a man

• he's got a hand in your hair, the other on the bed on the other side of your head to hold him up.

• you were under him, licking the inside of his mouth

• that's as far as you two had gotten before there was a knock on the door.

• you looked towards the clock as he let out a small groan.

• forgive him, it'd been a solid 2 weeks since he'd seen you last and he missed every part of you.

• it was late, around 11:30, none the less you got up, pressing another kiss to his lips "I'll be back in a minute babe,"

• and off you go to answer the door

• and when you do answer you see Katsuki standing there, hands shoved in his pockets, looking very upset.

"Katsu?"

"I got into a fight with mom. Can I sleep here tonight?"

You nod, "yeah yeah, of course. Just text dad that you're here okay?" You step aside to let him in. "Did you walk? Drive?"

"Hung out with Ei and then drove here."

"Car out front?"

"Mhm, parked next to yours."

"Did Ei do a good job making you feel better?" You glance back at him as you take a cup out if the cupboard.

"Yeah, he did. I'm just not in the mood to go back."

"That's okay. We know how mom gets. What was it about?"

"Responsibility or some shit like that. Not exactly sure anymore."

"Katsu," you mumble, sitting a cup if tea in front of him. "You're doing fine. With everything thats going on, you're dealing with it really well. You're still just a kid, you deserve to have some fun." You kiss his forehead and he nods. "I'm gonna make sure the guest bedroom is ready, kay?"

"Kay."

• So once the room is ready, he brings his cup into the room and plugs in his phone before looking at you.

"Is /he/ here?

"Sho? Yeah, he's probably sleeping now. You'll meet him in the morning. Is Ei and his family still spending Christmas dinner with us?"

"Yeah. He is."

"Does he know how crazy we are?"

Katsuki smiles slightly. "Yeah, one of his moms is like that."

"Good, then you have nothing to worry about. Goodnight Katsuki." You ruffle his hair.

"Let the bedbugs bite, hag."

"You too, little fucker."

• Getting back into bed woke Shouta up, though he was only just drifting off.

"Who was that?"

"Brother, he got into a fight with mom. He's spending the night in the guest bedroom so you'll meet him tomorrow."

He nodded. "Can I go back to kiss you now?" He mumbled.

"Yeah, but we have to be quite now." You smile.

"You know thats one of my favorite games," he got back on top of you, moving your legs so they were on either side of his waist and he had easy access to grind himself onto your heat. You let out a sigh and his lips reconnected.

• The next morning you woke up early than you had really wanted but sometimes shit happens.

• katsuki was already up, if course he was.

• he gave you a small nod, eyes traveling to the hickey peeking out from under your robe before looking away. Gross.

• "Sleep okay?"

"Slept fine, you?"

"Mhm," you smile slightly. "Dad say anything last night?"

"He said to tell you goodnight and he was excited to see you tomorrow, but I was too lazy to get up-" his spoon clattered.

You glance back, "Ah, Katsu this is Shou, Sho this is-"

• Katsuki is 😃

• Why are you fucking here???

• Aizawa is 😌

• I'm gonna use this to destroy you

"Jesus-" Katsuki groans. "No- no no-"

Shouta rubs his face, but he's internally jumping- oh he's going to use this to his advantage.

"What-?"

"You're dating my fucking teacher?"

"Wha- oh." You snicker.

• This is gold

• This is absolutely gold

• You are going to beat Aizawa ass later though, he's totally been overworking his class

• They walk into breakfast and your parents are like ????

• "Hey isn't that-?"

"Yes." Bakugou grumbles. "Yes it is."

• Honestly they'd both use it to their advantage.

• "I'll tell my sister if you ____"

• "I'll tell your sister if you don't _____"

• and when y'all get engaged and class 1a finds out that he's going to become bakugous brother in law, they flip their shit dude.

• Because one, Eiji was the only one who knew he had a sister and that he was dating bakugous sisterb

• mans walked in with his famiky to see his boyfriend and stopped dead in his tracks.

"M-Mr. Aizawa..why are- uhm- why are-?"

Bakugou grabs his hand, nodding at his mother's. "He's dating my sister."

"He's what?" He whispered, eyes widening.

"Tragic, I know."

• One time you had to bring him something bc he forgot it at your apartment that was practically his too at this point

• and you walk in

"Hey sho, you forgot this."

"Mm, thanks."

• Bakugou drops his head to the table

"Bye Katsu," you wave and smile. "By Ei, have a good day,"

"Please leave,"

"You too Bakugou!"

• "who was that?" Mina asks

"Bakugous sister,"

"My fiance,"

They said that the same time

• All hell breaks loose

• "The fact that bakugou has a sister is processed first- "she looks nothing like you how-"

"She has my dads brown hair. I have my moms blonde hair.'

• He's bombarded with questions

• he ignores them

• the fact that Aizawa is ENGAGED to bakugous sister- now that's gold

• and he's bombarded with questions too

• no he did not know you were bakugous sister

• he met you after school started

• at a fruit stand actually

• he proposed before Christmas

• yes, he asked for your parents approval

• yes he asked for bakugous approval, he said yes

• no, he didn't have kids

• but y'all did have a cat and a dog

• No Mina, I'm not showing you a picture of them

• because Ayoma, we're in class right now

• maybe after if you guys shut up

• Anyway Bakugou is the ringbearer for the wedding 🤪🤪

• Class 1A is invited

• Mic is the best man

• Your best friend is your maid of honor

• All might officiated it

• its a good time

#shouta aizawa #bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugo x reader #aizawa shouta x reader #Aizawa Shouta #aizawa x reader

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torilovestowrite · 4 years ago

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Dabi x Reader; Try Again pt. 8

Synopsis: Years ago, (Y/n) was left by her villain boyfriend, Dabi after discovering an unexpected news. Ever since then, she never had a lover— focusing on her only son, Yuta. Later on, she meets Todoroki Touya— a new co-worker who seem to be persistent towards winning her heart and attention.

Ship: Dabi x Fem! Reader

❗❗❗Content Warning: Mentions of Abortion, Unplanned Pregnancy, Manga spoilers, Dabi is a Todoroki theory

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"Yuta L/n, you're not going out!" Y/n strictly reprimanded as she tried to keep her son still from his position, lying on bed with a cold towel on his forehead.

It was during a Wednesday when Yuta, y/n's son, had a fever that reached over 41 degrees. Y/n felt threatened about this because her son has never reached this temperature. It's too high— and he also stated something about his body feeling heavy. What could be happening?

"B-but... we're about to watch a movie in school today! I don't want to miss it!" Yuta began bawling his eyes out while Y/n sighed at his dramatic tone. Does it really have to be like this? Yuta has to be emotional and sensitive every time he gets sick? This only reminds her of him— the way he would caress her soft hands every time she would tend his wounds every after a tiring day— the man he used to love, Dabi, would appear to be more gentle and affectionate every time he gets worn out... or ill.

"We're going to watch a movie while you take a rest here at home, okay?" Y/n gently tapped her son's side in an attempt to make him close his eyes and sleep. "For now, take a rest. Or else, it would take longer before you could go outside."

Immediately, Yuta turned his back from his mother in an attempt to be more comfortable; and to have a good sleep. Y/n smiled at his actions. Good thing, her son has always been considerate on her hardwork and the way she disciplines him.

It wasn't too long until she heard a notification from her phone— a message coming from Touya.

touya ❣ : good morning y/n. how's ur pretty face doing?

It's been four months since y/n realized her feelings for Touya. Both of them started dating two months ago and so far, he has been understanding towards her obligations as a mother. Most of their dates included Yuta and there are times when Touya would volunteer to watch over him while she's away during her day shifts. Y/n could never ask for anything— Touya was doing his job greatly; as a boyfriend and as a paternal figure to Yuta.

you : yeah, i'm all good babe. thanks for asking. but yuta's sick rn... i dont really have anyone to take care of him and i need to go for my day shift.

touya ❣ : you want me to go for it? i mean, i only work during nights anyways

Y/n's smile lit up as she read his message. Finally! She thought. She could go to work!

you: sure thing babe 💗✨

Few more minutes, when Yuta has finally travelled to dreamland, Y/n left the house, wearing her thick f/c coat with her hair styled to become more neat-looking. Another day for work, she thought.

It's been two hours since Touya arrived in Y/n's home. Using the spare key under her house's doormat, he decided to enter her house that was silent when he went inside. Until he heard a child's high-pitched scream coming from Yuta's bedroom. His instinct caused him to immediately run towards this direction; but what he saw caused a heavy sensation in his chest. Those familiar blue flames that was once his signature— as Dabi; the heartless villain who claimed 30 innocent lives.

"U-Uncle T-Touya!" Yuta cried in panic while his right hand was burning with blue and heated fire. "W-What should I do?! M-my—"

"Breathe." Touya immediately replied as he kneeled next to him, rubbing his back with his huge and rough hands. "You have to control your breathing and your emotions. You have to control it because the more you panic, the more it will get stronger."

Yuta closed his eyes and focused in calming himself down— taking deep breaths and thinking about things that he liked in life— ice cream, Y/n, Uncle Touya, pro-heroes... all the things that makes him happy. Slowly, the fire became smaller and smaller— until nothing appeared on his hands.

"I-It's gone! The blue flames!" Yuta exclaimed as a grin crept on his face. "Did you see that awesome thing on my hand, Uncle Touya?! That must be my quirk, right?"

"Yes, it's an awesome quirk that you have." Touya smiled sadly as he stared at the young and naive child— as if he was seeing his past self; the pure child who was corrupted by his father's evil desires and deeds. It was all fun and games knowing he has an awesome quirk like that... until his father, Enji Todoroki, decided to ruin everything for him.

But he swore to be someone better than him; to be a man suitable to be called a father.

That afternoon, Y/n arrived at her home with such beautiful sight; Touya and Yuta scooped in each others' arms while the movie was left streaming. She smiled at the sight. It was so cute. For a few seconds, she almost believed that Touya was Yuta's father. The young mother couldn't help it but to take a picture of the two while having their peaceful slumber.

"I saw you," Touya spoke, "Delete it."

Y/n giggled as Touya stood up from his position as he tried to grab the phone away from her hands. It was such a cute sight. She was sticking her tongue out while she was trying to chase him. Y/n couldn't help but to feel as if they were all.. what? 17? Whatever, it felt cute, though.

"Yeah, whatever. Have that pic all you want. You can even make it your wallpaper." Y/n got her cheeks pinched by him as he gave her a light kiss on the nose. "I'm going now, sweet cheeks, I'm attending night shift for tonight."

"Sure, sure." Y/n smiled, planting a kiss on his cheek, as she watched his lean and toned figure leave their house. All that's left is her and Yuta. Slowly, his eyes opened to see his mother watching him sleep.

"Mommy?" Yuta spoke in a drowsy tone.

Y/n responded, hugging her son beside her while his eyes still looked sleepy. Seems that the sleep wasn't enough for him, huh? The young lady laughed at this, ruffling his hair, and deciding to ask him. "How was your day with Uncle Touya? Is it better than it was when you're at school?"

The young lad aggressively nodded and decided to tell Y/n the greatest thing that he discovered today.

"My quirk just manifested, ma! I have blue flames!" Yuta exclaimed as he tried to show it off with the tip of his fingers. Y/n's eyes widened at this— it created a tingling feeling in her heart. It was like a slap on her face. Yuta is really Dabi's son, isn't he?

"T-That's awesome." Y/n replied, trying to stop tears from flowing.

While her son was still busy talking about his day, her hands were able to feel something on the couch. It was... hard. She pulled out to see a black leather wallet. Did Touya forget his stuff here? Y/n sighed at his forgetfulness. Well, he's a person, she thought, so he has flaws too.

"Did Uncle Touya forget that, ma?" Yuta asked in a polite tone. "Bring it back to him tomorrow, okay?"

Y/n smiled at what he said. She really raised her son well. "Sure!"

It was night time. Yuta went back to sleep and Y/n was busy contemplating inside her room— walking back and forth; thinking about whether she should check his stuff or what.

It's not what others would think. It's just that it's been two months since they got together but Touya only says few things about himself. All she knew is that his parents are living overseas and he's left alone here. He has siblings who lived with their parents in abroad. Nothing more, nothing less.

Aside from that, it wouldn't hurt to peek just a little bit, right?

Y/n sighed as she finally came to a conclusion to check his wallet to see if there's something that would tell more about himself. It's not like she was nosy. She just wants to get to know him at a better level. He's quite of a silent and mysterious guy himself, which got the young lady curious about him.

Of course, there was nothing new; just few IDs, bunch of credit cards (which Y/n thought was odd because if he had this much money, why would he work in an old bar as a bartender), and a thin wad of cash. Nothing else— until something that was so unordinary in her eyes— fell.

Her eyes widened as she saw that memoribilia. No words could come out from her mouth. Her vision felt so dark; as if it was slowly fading; and her heart hurt so much. Only tears could come out from her eyes. No scream, no words, no phrases— simply, nothing.

"Y-you..." Her fists clenched tightly as her form started shaking— she didn't know what to feel. Is it anger, sadness, remorse— what should she feel first? She began to wail as she stared and touched at this object from the past. Whatever that happened was too painful for her to bear.

"You fooled me... Dabi."

That night, Touya was looking for his wallet. It was nowhere to be found; not even in his car. Maybe he left it at your place? Well, whatever the circumstances are, he was hoping that none of you would be able to find it. Maybe, he'd drive towards your place again and—

His thoughts were interrupted as his phone rang. The caller ID showed Y/n— and a selfie that she sent him as the profile picture. Immediately, he answered it.

"Hello, bab—"

"Don't you babe me. We have to talk." Y/n's voice sounded cold and harsh. She was angry... and he knew it. Touya knew that tone several years ago; and if he hears that, he knows that hell will break because of her wrath.

"What is it?"

"Stop acting dumb." Y/n scoffed.

"How the hell are you alive, Dabi?"

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a/n: i kinda did stop updating this but like bnha chapter 290 got me like 😭😭😭😭 dabi can i give u a hug plspslslslsl 😗😗

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bedtimebrain · 4 years ago

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EXO Baekhyun: Cry for Love Part 1

Boldly writing this very unlikely scenario about baek. Part of me just feels like there might be a part of baek that might be in such a situation if he ever feels so deeply for someone that is not be able to handle the stress of dating an idol.

Using the song title of one of my favourite songs from his latest album for this~ there’s going to be 2 parts(hopefully not 3), and just a disclaimer the ending might not be fluff, so don’t get started if you’re not prepared !

Edit: Part 2 is up! (No part 3 tho, thankfull)

Part 2

Characters: Baek x You

Baekhyun finds himself falling for you, but feels he cannot be so selfish to put the burdens of dating an idol upon you. In an attempt to control his feelings, he tries to stay away from you

Standing across the narrow road opposite to Wendy Cafe, Baekhyun looked intently inside, with a sort of sourness at the back of his throat. This is at least 5th time this guy has been here, and it’s been the second time this week already. His inner self was literally scowling at that thought, but what could he do?

His phone that vibrated in his pocket called him out of his thoughts. It was a call from his manager, asking him to return to the SM building.

Taking one last look at you, at the guy, and at the cafe, he placed both his hands back in his pocket, head facing down and walked back to where his car was.

During the ride back, he thought long and hard, was this the right thing to do? Just 4 months ago, was the first step into the cafe the beginning to this unwanted path ?

He can’t help but replay once again all that started 4 months ago...

——

‘Bye! See you next week!’

Ending his gym session for the week, baekhyun headed for the carpark, eager to get there quickly. Today, he was to be home for a family dinner.

He had been up till late yesterday, practicing and preparing for EXO’s new album. With just 4hours of sleep, his ruined body clock woke him up in time for a gym session in the afternoon. Beating himself to be disciplined so that he can show his best image to Eris during the comeback, he got himself to the gym.

But now, the sweat from the gym session coupled with his sleep debt, was making him feel extra sleepy.

Needing some caffeine in his system, he stopped his car by the roadside to search up coffee houses nearby. Scrolling through, Starbucks -too crowded , dal.kom- he was not a fan , Daebak Coffee and Tea - seems very popular among reviews, Wendy Cafe - no reviews.

Feeling it’s best to avoid crowded cafes on a Friday afternoon, he decided to give Wendy Cafe a try. Following the voice of Google maps, he found himself along a narrow road, secluded and outcasted from the bustling roads just 2 minutes ago.

‘Am I at the right place? Why would someone open a cafe here?’ He loudly spoke in a typical monologue with himself

Just as he was about to give up, a small signboard peeked out from the brick wall stretching along the road.

‘Ah yes, found you! I hope I didn’t make the wrong choice’

After parking his car, he crossed the road to the cafe.

Wendy’s Cafe was clad in wood and white, wooden tables, white chairs, surrounded by grey walls. It was so small only about 6 people could be seated by the tables. To make up for it, a counter-side table was made available and soft music played in the background. Walking in, Baekhyun felt a comfortable sense of peace and relax.

‘Hello, 1 Ice Americano please’

‘Hello, that will be $5.. omo’ Just as you looked up at him, you were shocked to recognise him as Baekhyun from EXO. But you quickly recovered in time, taking the money from him and continued your chores.

Seeing that you have recognised him, he nodded politely. He appreciated your politeness and professionalism to not overreact. And proceed to wait patiently for his coffee.

‘Thank you, have a nice day’ you smiled brightly at him and handed the coffee over.

Just then, it started pouring heavily outside, stopping Baekhyun in his tracks.

‘Should I drive back now ? It’s a long journey back and it’s raining so heavily ...’ he thought

‘Do you want to wait out the rain instead? It’s not too safe to drive in such heavy rain. No one comes here on rainy days, I can put out the close sign for you if you like’

You asked rather sincerely

Looking out again at the rain, he weighed his choices. He was going to be drenched if he crossed the road but what if you were one of those fans that would expose where he was to everyone?

He was feeling a little suspicious inside, afterall why would you close the shop to business just for him?

‘You can take the table furthest away from the window if you’re worried’

He looked at you, judging a book by it’s cover. And decided it doesn’t appear like you would turn out to be one of those crazy fans and took the option of waiting out the rain.

His phone was running out of battery, so instead of sitting by the corner table all bored and lonely, Baekhyun sat on the bar counter table instead; facing you and the other male employee who were busy with fresh bakes.

You presented a bite size muffin on a white plate and gave it over to him. ‘It’s on the house, we’re not going to have any more customers anyway’

Being curious since the start, he asked ‘why would your boss open a cafe right here? It’s really not the best location to be attracting people right?’

Laughing slightly, you replied

‘My boss? That would be me, and does this cafe look like I want to attract people in? The tables are all for 2s, I’m just encouraging solitude here’

‘You own this place? Wow I would suppose you’re only in your early 20s right? Anyway this place does give a sense of quietness that we dont quite get outside. I like it’ He lively replied

‘Yeah, I just wanted people that come by to be able to stop and find quietness they don’t get anywhere else. Finding time for themselves to be away from noisy city life just a few minutes away’

Not really having anything to say to that deep thought of yours, he simply replied ‘Ahh... I see. Uh, thanks for muffin, it smells tasty’

You smiled politely and left him to himself as you cleaned up the open kitchen.

The rain that was beating the ground outside was almost like a lullaby to Baekhyun. The warmth of the shop and the music aided the rain and drowsy effects he was having, shortly without knowing, he drifted to sleep. --

‘Baekhyun ssi, Baekhyun ssi’ you tapped him lightly till he woke up

‘It stopped raining, do you want to head off’

‘Oh my , can’t believe I slept, but that was certainly the quietness I need, haha. I’ll be leaving. Thank you for the coffee’

As he left, he thought to himself that he will surely be back.

—

A week later, he came back. On that day, he saw from outside that you were casually sitting down by on of the tables, chatting with a middle age office lady.

Opening the door, he caught your attention and you smiled slightly to acknowledge. As you were the only working employee today, you got up from the table to serve him.

‘Hi Baekhyun ssi, I see you’re back. Ice americano for you? Or would you like to try something else? Wendy’s special for a bright sunny day’

‘Sure I’ll go for the Wendy’s special’

Handing over the coffee to baekhyun, you asked

‘I heard EXO’s preparing for a comeback. How’s it going for you?’

‘Did you search up on EXO after you saw me last week? Hahaha. Anyway it’s fine, it’s just the discipline in diet, exercise and health that’s annoying’

‘I see. And nah, don’t make me sound like a stalker fan please. I just moderately keep up with kpop in general’

‘Anyway is the middle age lady there your friend? Or do you just chat with your customers all the time?’

‘Oh, she’s just a customer. Really depends though, some people come here seeming to have heavy thoughts, sometimes when I notice I’ll just casually chat with them. Some others are here really putting up a do not disturb sign. Those I wouldn’t bother’

Being cheeky, Baekhyun asked ‘what about me?’

You thought for a while before answering

‘Like a cat? Like those I would give some affection to before letting them run off so they don’t start scratching me. I mean not saying you would be aggressive, but rather, I’m sure a good balance of chat and quietness would be best for you’

Raising his brows and thinking through what you just said, he smiled after a while and went on sipping his Wendy’s special by the counter again. Occasionally, he would look up from his phone to chat with you.

—-

For that 1 month, it seems like he started developing a routine to drop by your cafe for short breaks. He enjoyed your company and somehow your cafe seemed like a place of comfort and refuge. With you, he could talk about anything, from the laughters to the deep insides. Over there, the burdens of being an idol is always momentarily lifted.

On the first week of the 2nd month you guys met. He dropped by again, only to find that the lights were off. A little surprised, he went up to the door which pasted a notice

‘the shop will be closed till further notice due to the owner’s personal reasons. Sorry for any inconvenience caused’

His regular high spirits whenever he came by was dampened as he read the notice. Turning back, he headed off.

The next two weeks, he drove by repeatedly, at least 2 times a week, but your shop was still closed.

It made him a little worried, did something happen to you? But seeing how you left this shop behind with just a notice also made him feel a little down, strangely. It made him think that was he nothing but just a customer to you? He had thought you guys were friends, friends with a special bond, one who he could tell everything to, and place so comfortable almost like his home sofa. But the sign that hung coolly by the cafe’s door left no sign of that friendship held.

Whenever he wasn’t working or was by himself, he pondered over what happened to you. Looking at his phone, he suddenly felt a disconnect. You both knew so many things bout each other but not each other’s numbers. There was nothing to call to reach you. Wherever you are, were you thinking about what you left behind?

He thought to himself

let’s not be too invested into this coincidental friendship

He made up his mind, tomorrow he was going to make a final intentional trip down. If you were still closed, he told himself he would never drop by intentionally again just to check if you were open.

—-

Driving by the next day, his heart was beating fast. And was as if the heavens heard his words, the lights of your cafe were on.

The sign outside still hung closed, but he walked briskly over and stood by the door. You saw him and beckoned him inside.

‘Hey! What’s up with you? Where did you go? ’ Within him he heaved a sigh of relief, finally seeing you again. But his heart wouldn’t stop racing as he waited for your answer. Looking at your face, he can’t help but notice you’ve lost some weight, making him a little worried.

‘Hey Baekhyun ssi, it’s nice seeing you again’

You smiled at him your normal smile and there was no hint of anything extra apart from the normal customer service you gave him. Your lukewarm reply bothered him a little, was he the only one who considered you both as friends? That thought came but left quickly

‘I went home to visit my parents, unfortunately I fell ill. Pneumonia.. Got me in bed for a really long time’

‘Oh no, no wonder you lost some weight? I hope you’re feeling much better already. But you’re not opened today?’

‘Yes I just came back to tidy up this place.’

Not really wanting to leave yet, he offered to clean the place for you, also worried you might not be feeling the most recovered yet.

‘Do you want to have dinner together tonight?’ Baekhyun asked on impulse.

You looked up, a little surprise, but didn’t reject it.

‘Probably not at restaurants or something though. Delivery , do you mind?’ He added

You were never someone who seemed bothered about such trivial things, as expected you agreed.

Over dinner Baekhyun was his chirpy self again, telling you about all he wanted to say the few weeks you guys didn’t met. You listened to him without much words, only saying words when it mattered, as usual.

As you guys were eating and chatting, there came a point where a comfortable silence settled between you both.

Till you broke it

‘Baekhyun ssi, can I share something with you?’

Though he wasn’t expecting this, he was ready to listen.

‘Go ahead’

‘When I went back, I found out my one and only best friend had died in a car accident. And no one told me because they were afraid I wouldn’t be able to handle it alone in Seoul. He.. was all I had.. when I was bullied because people thought I was weird... when I didn’t fit in... he.. he..’ you couldn’t continue as you burst into uncontrollable tears.

Handling such situations was definitely not something Baekhyun was most comfortable with. Catching him off guard, he internally panicked, Omo, what do I do. What should I say? Deciding the only appropriate thing to do was to pat your back or your head. He reached out and gently comfort you, feeling a little awkward.

After a good 3 minutes you finally calmed down. But still, Baekhyun didn’t exactly know what to say to a crying girl

‘Are you feeling better? Care for some BingBing now? Ice cream cannot solve your problems, but it’s sweet at least ’

You managed a laugh, and Baekhyun went to the kitchen fridge to pull out the ice cream that came with the dinner earlier.

On the drive home, Baekhyun decided that sometimes a friend is the ultimate remedy to sorrow. And as much as you have been there to hear him out, he wanted to pay it back to you too.

——

But slowly, their comeback preparations were getting more and more hectic. He no longer had the liberty of time to plan what he wanted to do. But today, there was a short 2 hour interval of free time and they were free to do whatever they wanted.

Deciding between whether to crash at dance practice room or to head to your cafe, he decided to do the latter instead. Though he was feeling rather tired, it has been at least 3 weeks since he came by to say hi. He left after telling suho he’ll be back swiftly.

—

Reaching your cafe, he was surprised to see you smiling and laughing so heartily as you were chatting by the counter with a fashionable young man. When you both spoke, you were always giving him polite smiles and laughters, somewhat out of manners? It somehow hurt his pride a little that while he still thought about you when he was away, did you just think of him as a normal customer who would just come and go? It made him feel like his spot in the cafe was easily replaceable.

As he entered, you did not even break away from the conversation you have with the young man. Only until he reached the counter did you look up.

‘Ah! It’s you! It’s been really long! What would you like today ?’

‘6 Iced americanos, thank you’

‘Alright you can take a seat at the corner table first’ handing him his change , you pointed him to the one at the furthest end of the shop.

He came by having the intention to have a short catch up with you, but apart from the exchange of greetings you had pointed him so far away from the counter and busily went off to prepare the amercianos as if he really was just another customer. He laughed a little bitterly and went to sit where you told him to.

When you were done, you brought the coffee to him and dropped to a whisper suddenly.

‘Baekhyun ssi, are you doing well? Sorry I had to cut our conversation short at the counter because of the oppa sitting there. Didn’t want to bring you trouble in case I accidentally say your name’

Smacking himself on the head internally for being so sensitive earlier on, inside of him also wondered what kind of magic does that ‘oppa’ have for you to be so comfortable? The friendship has almost been 3 months but there always seem to be a strange distance between the both of you. Baekhyun knew himself that his personally was not one people found hard to warm up to and neither did he take very long to warm up to others. He was confused, how sometimes your friendship felt so close yet sometimes so far.

‘How have you been? That guy’s your new customer friend?’

‘Not too bad, I started attending some baking classes and in my free time now I just read as usual. Nothing much as changed.

Yeh he’s been coming quite often because he’s back in this area to visit his parents and there’s nothing for him to do’

‘Ahhhh so what kind of customer is he?’ He arrowhead his eyes at him then back to you.

Laughing you replied ‘ just a really funny and nonsensical kind. Kind of just reminds me of my childhood friend I told you about.... oh right, there’s something I want to give you’

Rushing to the kitchen then quickly walking out, you handed him a box. You explained

‘Baekhyun ssi that day I was at a mall and i walked by this tea shop and I dont know why,I thought about you. It’s all without caffeine. I know you’re having your comeback now and you should be really busy. I purposely picked out some that would help you sleep, some that would revitalise you and just some others that could just help you relax.

I’ve kept it for so long but you didn’t come by again. I almost just kept it for myself already.. anyway I’m glad you’re here today so I could pass it to you’

Hearing this from you really made him touched on the inside, but on the outside he didn’t really know let those emotions show. Instead, he merely said

‘Thanks y/n ssi , for thinking about me. I’ll use them well.’ Looking at his watch , he added,

‘I got to go now, see you sometime soon!’

After saying the goodbyes, Baekhyun returned to his car. Setting his Americanos aside, he held the gift in his hand and looked through his driver’s window at you.

At that very moment he finally came to terms with his feelings.

He did not just want a friendship with you, he wanted you as a partner he could tell his everything to, someone that belonged to him and someone he belonged to.

This should make him feel happy and elated, warm and fuzzy. But there was discomfort lying in his heart.

Deep down he knew that desiring anything more than a friendship with you was putting chains on you.

You liked quietness and freedom. But in his world, parts of his life are made public and his freedom was not really freedom at all.

He cannot sink deeper into this, but could he stay away ? His heart clenched.

He tossed the gift aside and drove off.

—

To be continued!!

Sorry for stopping at such an awkward place, but I couldn’t find a good place to stop this at, hahaha.

Anw, I’m sure you guys already know bout baek’s medical condition? My respect and love for baek just hit another level. I really think we are such lucky fangirls to be stanning someone like him. The effort he puts in for us is above and beyond what is required. Sigh. Baek I hope you know we really appreciate you💛

Tag(s): @wooya1224

Edit: Part 2

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pinkpetalwaterimagine · 4 years ago

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Graduation day

Summary : Charlie is not supposed to be at your graduation.

Word count : 1.3k

Warning : a bit of make out and teasing ?

A/N : hope you enjoy, dont even know what i did with this, it is quite short. fluff and might be cringey aha.

Bonne lecture 🌈🌺

The day you had wished for a long time was finally here. You finally were about to graduate, after five long years of studying, of sleepless night, of lots and lots of coffee. Graduation day. You were thankful for those experiences that shaped you and made you who you are. Nonetheless you were happy you could go live your life, find a job and finally beginning your life.

What you were more excited about is that your boyfriend of two years had asked you if you would move in with him when you would graduate. You have been looking forward to this for such a long time.

However, today was graduation day and Charlie couldn’t make it because he had to be on set for the final scenes of Julie and the phantoms. Of course you understand that he had to put his job first in this case. You were still a bit upset.

You were staring at yourself in the mirror, the red cape draped over your body was fitting you flawlessly. You took a quick pick and sent it to Charlie : « wish you were here :( » and you hit the button sent.

He didn’t answer right away, and you tucked your phone away, you wanted to enjoy your graduation day even if Charlie was not here. Your friends were there and it was the last time all of you will be reunited in this place that holds happy memories, sad memories, broken hearts and laughters. Your family was also here.

You were stepping on the stage and looked at the crowd, a wave of nostalgia hit you. You smiled at the dean not really acknowledging it. The ceremony passed in a flash and you didn’t realized that it was over, everyone was stepping down to meet their loved ones.

« Congratulations sweetie ! » exclaimed your mom, engulfing you in a hug. You couldn’t breathe but it was still comforting having your parents here. They watched you grow up and becoming a young woman of the world, ready to do everything in her power to get what she wants and this degree is just a proof of that.

You were walking back to your dorm with your friends when you spotted a face you knew. Charlie. In a suit. You were quite surprised about it, Charlie always dressed well in a fashion sense but he rarely wore suit just because. You were so happy to see him. You ran towards him and slammed your body into his. He wrapped his arms around you and you felt at ease, at home, in peace with yourself. Before you could ask what he was doing here, he pressed his lips against yours. It has been so long since you had felt that.

You heard your friends hollering in the back. You smiled while kidding your boyfriend. Yes, it was a long kiss and if you were passing by and saw two people making out like that in the streets you probably would have been disgusted but you didn’t care in that moment.

All that was important was the feeling of his hands on your waist, the feeling of his soft lips on yours, feeling his chest against yours and feeling his heartbeat (a bit frenetic if you ask me).

After two minutes of a full make-out session you detached yourself from him. He still held you against him, your head resting on his chest as he was kissing the top of your head. His smile was so wide, like an ear to ear smile and yours was the same as him. You saw that gleam in his eyes as if you were his whole world. He looked at you like you were is everything, and you probably were.

You decided to break the comfortable silence that was surrounding you. Your friends left tired of seeing the two of you make-out.

« What are you doing here ? » you said softly as to not disturbed the peace that has settled between the two of you and the deserted campus.

« I could not not come to see my amazing girlfriend graduate ! » he exclaimed, looking straight into your eyes.

It was so soft, and you felt like you were falling in love with him all over again.

You looked down, a blush rising on your cheeks. « thanks I appreciate it. »

« Hey, look at me babe. » he said, holding your chin up for you to meet his gaze. « I’m just so proud of you! You did this all by yourself ! You’re one of the smartest people I know ! You actually graduated that is just awesome. » he beamed.

He was so proud of you, indeed, he knew how much you worked for this to happen, he knew that it meant a lot to you and your family. Getting an education was so important to you, and here you were five years later, your diploma in hand.

Charlie knew that you loved him, but he didn’t knew how much. He was your world, he was your everything and you couldn’t envision your life without him.

« You know that I love you, and I’m so glad you are in my life, I don’t know what I would do without you. You are my rock and know that I’m always here for you. » you said with teary eyes.

« Ohhh bae, don’t cry, I’m right here » he held you even closer to him, « you are my family, and I just love you so much. I can’t even find my words, and you know me, I always have something to say ! » you laughed at his silly behavior.

You decided that it was better for the both of you to go back with your family. They loved Charlie, but they wanted to be a part of your big day too. Charlie never let go of your hand, he was always having his hands on you, wether it was on your back, your knee.

« So are you ready to come back home Y/N ? » asked your dad. Charlie and yourself froze.

« Uhm… well about that. We talked with Charlie, and we decided to move in together » at the end of the sentence your voice was high as if you were waiting for their wrath to unfold.

« Oh, oh. Well we quite expected it but okay. » you could tell that your parents were a bit sad but you understand that seeing your kid going off, living with her boyfriend might not be easy. They stilled respected your choice and at the end of the day they were happy for you.

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You had one suitcase in one hand, and you were trying to carry your bags on the other hand. Charlie saw you struggling and immediately came to the rescue.

« Babe, you’re moving with me, not kicking me out of my own apartment. » he laughed at the amount of stuff you were bringing with you. You pouted and he quickly kissed you.

« I’m just kidding, love you »

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You finally put the last bag down in Charlie and yours now apartment. He came behind you, sneaked his hands around your stomach and let his head fall on your shoulder. He was so cute that way, his hair was a bit more disciplined than any other day, and oh god that suit. This suit has been on your mind all day long.

You turned to face him. « So what do you think ? »

« It is perfect. But do you know what would be more perfect » you bit your lip and you heard him groan.

« No, but I have a feeling you’re about to tell me » he smiled.

« I don’t think I had my graduation present from you. » you said like you are just thinking about it now.

« Oh yeah ? I guess we could mend that can’t we. » he smirked.

He lifted you up, your legs instantly wrapping themselves around his waist. He lead you to the room where he began to kiss your neck. There was teeth, lips, breaths. The atmosphere was heavy.

#jatp #jatp imagine #jatp fanfic #charlie gillespie #charlie imagine #charlie gillespie fanfic #charlie gillespie imagine #julie and the phantoms #julie and the phantoms imagine #charlie x reader #luke imagine #luke patterson #luke patterson imagine

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sweater-daddiesdumbdork · 4 years ago

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in ur ABO universe do omegas get periods, like maybe they only last 2 days before heat or ? If they do then could u do one where she gets a stain while they’re both sleeping and he comforts her, if they don’t have periods then that’s completely fine, your not obligated to do anything ❤️

So... Its a bit long and I got carried away cause well I really loved this ask. I had to write it on phone, so all errors are my own. Warnings- smut, talk of past abuse.

Word Count- 1.5k

You didn't even think about it when you woke up with tingles lacing through your body. Nothing alarming, just a need. You needed to feel your Alpha spread you open and fill you, his hands holding your down and those growls of his making demands.

You should have thought about what it meant to be that horny, but you couldn't. Your Wolf whined at your lust, and you pressed in against Steve's side, your body, hot, seeking. He woke to you biting on his shoulder and smirking with a tease next to him.

His eyes flashed in recognition and he pulled himself up to hover over you, cage you in against the bed. "Wound up Little One?"

"Maybe? Maybe I just want to feel you." You rolled a bit to touch him but he grasped your hip instead, flipping you till your ass arched into the air, your face pressed into your pillow. Steve knelt behind you, looking while giving admiring strokes of his fingers between glistening folds.

"Your drenched Little One, absolutely soaked." Giving the slightest tap against your clit, you bit the pillow and pressed your face into it to keep from yelping at the feeling. Arousal starting to run down your inside thigh, making Steve ache in his own need.

His hand grasped around his shaft, slick with you, a couple pumps to coat himself before he pressed at your entrance. "Oh shit" he groaned as he sunk into your core, bottoming out with a dirty grind of hips sure to make you howl into the pillow and clamp around his cock.

"I got you." Steve growled while grasping your hips and rocking you forward till he almost pulled out. Another hard thrust, angled just right had you nodding while hissing "right there Steve, harder right there." And he drilled that spot that might have made you embarrassingly wet around his cock, but your mind was in a scramble. Not thinking, just reacting. You just dug your fingers in those crisp white sheets and held on.

The room filled with slapping hips against a plump ass from the way your back arched, Steve caging you in against the mattress that muffled your cries for more while he pinned your shoulder down with a hard bite and urgent growls against your ear.

"Going to Fuck you stupid Little One, a mess in my bed"

It was all you could ask for, and you withered into the mattress, thick cock splitting you open till you were crying. "Alpha! Please I want to cum, please"

Hearing your needing cries he splayed a hand against your clenched belly to hold you from collapsing, and his other found that little bud between your thighs, rubbing vigorously to make you spasm. "Oh! Alpha, Fuck. I'm gonna-" you twisted and wriggled underneath him, it felt so good, you couldnt help yourself.

"Do it, your Alpha demands it. Cum all over my cock, so pretty when you do Little One." He growled while a lap of tongue against your neck marked you with his scent. You started arching while locking around him, squeezing and milking for his seed, a soundless cry finally found a voice and it was his name you were screaming.

Steve wasn't far behind you. "Fuck, oh Fuck, shit…" his hips slamming into you until he spilled, his knot swelling and locking inside of you while he slouched to his elbows, panting against your shoulder.

"Alpha?" You said softly and he groaned in answer, tightening his arm around your stomach and rolled you two enough to get comfortable until he softened. You yawned and pressed your back against his chest, looking up at him, nuzzling your nose under his chin covered in that reddish tinged beard. "Goodnight."

"Wake me up again if you need to." Steve chuckled against your hair while dropping a kiss to your temple. Now you were full and sated, it was easy to fall asleep.

That next morning found you stretched on your stomach, warmth all over, you sensed Steve next to you, still sound asleep, and arm settled over his eyes to block out the light.

You shifted to get up and felt the stickiness coating between your thighs. You paid it no mind, thinking it was just from last night. A shower would clean you right up. Untill you caught the rich iron scent. No! shit! You leaped up and there it was. A red damning stain on the white sheets, one you wouldn't be able to hide from Steve. Panic and some embarrassment start to creep up your neck as you try to think of what to do.

They always disciplined us before if we ruined stuff.

No, but what if it bothers him? You questioned irrationally, rushing into the bathroom to wash yourself, willing the water to warm. Maybe I can scrub it out.

<Y/N! Would you stop please?> the Little Wolf pleaded, but you were stepping into the hot water, almost too hot and started scrubbing at your skin, feeling like you were dirty, Steve would find you dirty.

Steve woke to hear the shower cranked and figured you were just getting ready for the day. Before his eyes slid closed, he shifted the blankets and found the stain. At first he was worried he might have hurt you, but then he caught the scent that you were close to your heat.

Will just change the bedsheets and go check on her. Steve responded as his Wolf settled back into sleep. Quickly he had stripped the bed, and found darker sheets to put on, not worried about the incident. Or realizing you were in the midst of panic while in the shower. Knocking on the door, he was hit with a facefull of steam, and could see you on the other side of the curtain scrubbing under the spray.

He was about to close the door for you when he heard a whimper above the water and he turned back. "Y/N? Little One?" No answer and he went to pull back the curtain to see you bright red from the water, and you went to turn it off, confused as to why you seemed upset.

"I'm sorry Steve… I'm really sorry, please dont be mad."

"Mad?!" He said with surprise and picked up a nearby towel, holding it open so you could step into it. "Baby, why would I be mad?"

Hesitating, you stepped forward and Steve was careful to wrap it around you. When you grabbed the edges to hide yourself, he cupped your face, studying you a second.

<She's scared.> the Wolf rumbled with unease, wanting to reassure you.

I can smell it… Steve agreed, and was careful to scoop you up, carrying you into the cooler bedroom.

"You're not mad I ruined the sheet?"

Settling in a chair in the corner of the room, Steve situated you in his lap, his hand stroking along your bare thigh the towel didn't cover and his arm wrapped around your back for support.

"I can just wash it Little One, I don't care there's a bit of blood on it." He said with confusion. His hand heavy as he rubbed along your leg, trying to ease your tension. He tilted his head and let his mouth brush along your neck, breathing in against the curve. You were still tense in his hold, and moving his hand, he gently grasped your chin to tilt towards him. "Why would you think I would be upset?"

You couldn't look away, when he held you in his hold to face him like this, your instincts were to stay put, give him what he wants. The words bubbled up to answer. "Pierce and the others would punish us if we ruined something like that." You were quiet a moment before adding. "It won't happen again, I swear it."

Steve's eyes widened as he realized you expected this from him, thought it was normal for partners to be disgusted and upset.

Oh Little One no… Steve thought and his Wolf snarled in anger at what Pierce had done to make you fear him.

"Never, ever would you make me angry, it's natural Little One. The sheet is nothing but a thing, and I will replace them every time if it bothers you to see a stain after it's washed." His forehead leaned against yours.

Your eyes searched his for any sign of anger, but they were crystal clear and bright. There was no displeasure darkening them. You wrinkled your nose and gave a small apologetic smile and he pressed his lips to yours, nipping at them gently. "You wanna get dressed and I will take you off the mountain, into town? You can get supplies you need and we can have a morning out exploring?" When you nodded, he tapped your thigh gently to have you stand and get dressed.

He wasn't mad!

< Of course not. He cares for you, he isn't going to be bothered by something that happens every month.>

Steve was getting ready to take his own shower when you leaned against the door frame. It occurred to you how fucking lucky you were to have such a patient Alpha. "It really doesnt bother you?"

Pausing a moment, he gave a shake of his head. "What kind of Wolf would I be if blood bothered me? Fuck its like a trigger. Knowing your close to heat again." He gave a smirking growl as he stepped in the shower, wriggling his brows at you while closing the curtain. You couldnt help but laugh at his suggestive teasing.

"You are an animal."

"Got that right Little One." He shot back while turning on the water. "Always will be."

#amber writes #sweater writes #amber answers #the pack #alpha steve #alpha steve rogers

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wheredemdokis · 4 years ago

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[doki review #2] The Story Between a Dumb Prefect and a High School Girl with an Inappropriate Skirt Length (ongoing)

After having binged quite a few shoujo manga series, I'd say most shoujo male characters would fall into certain "templates" of personalities: aggressive tsundere type, cold tsundere type (that sometimes bullies the heck out of our girl), gentle soft type, extroverted friendly type. Seeing all these personalities being recycled again and again without much alteration can get, well, rather mundane (though I do admit there is the comfortable familiarity when you dive into those series at times). Female shoujo characters have even less background for quirky personalities - frankly speaking, most of them usually have the, well, what I'd call a "fluffy personality" - warm, emotional, usually acts before thinking. Sprinkle it with some obliviousness and doormat tendencies. That formula pretty much works for any combination with the categories of the male characters, and that's how you get about, well, 75% of shoujo manga I have read (as I have said, I can't assert for all shoujo manga series). I'm pretty sure looking at my list of templates, you probably already have some titles popping up in your minds.

Now, don't get me wrong. The fluffy personality, if written well, can be very endearing to read. However, same for male characters, if it is the same recycled formula with not much room for quirks... honestly, to me at least, it gets really boring.

As I was about to give up this venture into shoujo manga after having read titles of the almost identical structure of characters, I stumble across the masterpiece of them all.

The Story of Between a Dumb Prefect and a High School Girl with an Inappropriate Skirt Length, by Takuma Yokota.

- How did I start reading this?

I always had a thing for well-written quirky tsundere characters, both males and females alike, and I was quickly drawn to the female character, Poemu-chan. More on that very soon.

- And how is it so far?

*joyful tears appear at the corner of my eyes* ok, maybe not. But you know what I mean.

- Genres and overarching themes?

Genres: Comedy, Romance, School life, Shoujo

Overarching themes: youth (really makes me rethink in what parallel universe would I ever have this kind of high school life...), friendships, one's blooming feelings, some denial of feelings

- Plot: 3.8/5

I'll be frank - if you're looking for a quirky plot filled with excitement, or a cerebral, reflective plot prompting you to think, this is not exactly where you'd find all those things. This manga has a rather typical school life plot - beach episode, school festival, just the typical daily school life episodes. Being a fan of slice-of-life stories, I'd say this is a rather well-executed slice-of-life story - it is a calm review of high school years that focuses on the relationships between characters, and the emotional aspects that come with it. What really pushes me to continue reading is how well the wholesome interactions are drawn, making me want to root for more romantic development between the characters, how the author seasons the daily school life episodes with fun dialogues and very well-written comedy, and the extremely adorable characters, which I'll be talking about soon. //w//

- Characters: 4.25/5

The characters, main and side, are really entertaining. Poemu Konihata, our main female character, is just adorable. A carefree girl that does what she wants, not bothering to conform to any rules (including school rules, yes, which is the main pivot of the story lol), Poemu is a quirky, fiery character with the right bit of tsundere, and a very soft side that she tries not to show, but ends up unconsciously showing to our main male character, which makes it even more wholesome to read. The just-right denial of her feelings is so... heck, it makes you want to hug the manga and the author, if he allows it, of course. OwO

Our main male character, Sakuradaimon Tougo, is probably one of the most refreshing male shoujo characters I have ever read. He's very much a dork - being a school prefect, he follows the school rules to a T, and is passionate about values such as discipline. Together with a large douse of obliviousness, Sakuradaimon is easily the exact polar opposite of beloved male shoujo characters, the one that would probably star as a comedic relief rather than a potential interest in typical shoujo mangas... but not this one hohoh. His refreshing straightforwardness - the way he easily says the things on his mind, and the utmost respect he has for our female character is so cool - reading it really makes you want to root for him. After a few chapters, his quirky personality really starts to grow on you, and he becomes an extremely endearing character, whilst at the same time being extremely badass in his own unique way. He really is a best boy. //w//

The side characters each have their own quirks - and I absolutely love how female characters have their own unique personality traits. For more information, you can go ahead and dive right into the series hehe. ;3

- Art: 4/5

As seen from the cover, you can probably realize that the art style is really different from most shoujo mangas... and it's so, so cute! You have Sakuradaimon's stiff movements that very much suit his personality, Poemu-chan's blush, all these details just further make this series an extremely fluffy read.

- Doki moments?

Oh yes... honestly, everything that Sakuradaimon says lol - his dialogue come out straight from a typical shoujo manga without him even realizing it, and the way he so honestly and earnestly says them is just... urghhhh, even I feel the dokis with Poemu //w//, that dodgeball scene ahhh, the end of the supplementary lessons episode AND Sakuradaimon visiting Poemu's house omg and dont let me get started on the real g - the volume 5 akhaksdgakjsdhg bruv it's so,,, fluffy,,,,, my kokoro bro

- Enjoyment: 4.25/5

Really great if you're looking for a very unique, light-hearted, funny, fluffy read c":

- Overall: 4 - 4.3/5

Again, I'll lower it for now because it's still ongoing, but it's definitely near a 4.3 for me. A joy to read, definitely.

- Read it or neh?

Oh yes, please read it. Doki approved. UwU

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eddieismypimp · 5 years ago

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Snuck in

Summary: You and Oscar go on a really cute date and have a wonderful day. Then y'all come home and find out that your daughter snuck her boyfriend in while yall were gone and the whole vibe is ruined. Warnings: DRAMATIC ASF FOR NO REASON, cussing, a little violence but its not terrible, also, this story is gonna be kind of long because I can't control myself when it comes to writing and it takes me nine years to settle on an ending. A/N (PLEASE READ): before I start the story I just wanna say, in NO way do I condone violence, this story idea has been in my head for a while and I have no idea why but I needed to write it. I'm scared to post this because it's absolute trash and I have anxiety. If you dont like this type of story I am truly very sorry. Also, thank you for the people that are supporting me and liking my stuff. You guys are wonderful and I hope you have a great, non-boring quarantine. <3 p.s. please don't bash me, I'm not the best writer.

I was laying on my bed, scrolling through insta when my husband walked into the bedroom. "Hi baby." I said smiling up at him. "Hi beautiful." He got on the bed and started kissing my face. "You should get ready soon hermosa." He said kissing my neck. " I have plans for us today." "Aw really? What are we doing?" I asked with a smile. "That's a surpirse, dress comfortable though." He said smiling and getting up walking back out the room. I smiled to myself. He's literally so cute. Everyone thinks he's so tough but hes the biggest teddy bear. He's my squishy. I giggled at that thought. I really hope its a date. We haven't went on a proper date in like two years and I was DYING for some romance. I went to me and Oscar's shared closet. I rummaged through it for about 15 minutes before I just decided on a black floral dress that was flowy and comfortable. I walked to the bathroom and decided to take a quick shower. -Time skip because I'm fucking lazy- After I got out of the shower, I brushed my teeth, moisturized my hair, put lotion on and all that good stuff before I got dressed. When I was finished with all of that, I slipped on some black sandals to finish the look. I grabbed my phone and my little purse and walked to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Oscar and Cesar were sitting at the table talking. Oscar had a mean look on his face as usual but when he saw me he smiled. I smiled back. I got my glass of water and walked towards the table to take a seat. As soon as I sat down, our daughter Mariposa walked in. (side note, I'm sorry if anyone has this name or has used this name or something I just think its beautiful) " Hi mami, hi papi" She said kissing me and Oscar's cheek. "Hi my baby." I said smiling at her. "Hi princesa." Oscar said to her before going back to talking to her tio. She came over to me. "Mama, when are you and papa leaving?" She asked me. "I'm not sure my darling" I asked her. "Why?" "You got plans or something?" Oscar chimed in. She looked at him. "No papi." She said a little to quickly which was a little suspicous but I brushed it off. He looked at her with one eyebrow raised. "I'm just gonna miss you guys thats all." She said with a pout. I absolutely melted. Even tho she's fifteen, she's still my little baby. "Awww." I said pulling her into a hug and kissing her forehead. Oscar chcukled. "We'll be back soon mi corazon. And when we come back, we can watch movies and eat snacks." He said standing up to kiss her forehead. He grabbed my hand and pulled me up off the chair. "You ready hermosa?" He asked me. "Yes," I said smiling. "Bye baby." I said to my daughter kissing her head. "Bye guys, be careful and have fun." She waved at us. Me and Oscar got in his car. "We're gonna gave a great day baby , are you ready for this?" He asked looking at me. "I was born ready." We both laughed. "So, where are we going? I asked him. "That's a surprise baby." He said as he started driving to an unknown location. I shook my head and giggled. -another time skip - We pulled up to some place that looked like a flower shop. I looked at Oscar with a smile, he knew I loved flowers. He got out of the car and I followed. He grabbed my hand and we walked in. The workers greeted us as I looked at all the pretty flowers. "Come on hermosa" Oscar said pulling me towards a door that lead to the back of the store. "I want you to see something." I just allowed him to pull me desperate to see what he wanted to show me. He opened the door and I was in absolute SHOCK! My jaw dropped. It was so pretty. There was a little table with two chairs, some candles, and two silver platters covered up. There was a huge umberella covering the table with fairy lights hanging off of it above us. In the background there was a huge feild filled with a plethora of flowers. It was absolutley breathtaking. "Do you like it?" He asked me looking at me with hopeful eyes. I started tearing up. "Oh mamita don't cry." he said taking my face in his hands and kissing my cheek. "You set all this up" I asked "For me?" "Of course I did baby" He said "You're my world and I would do anything for you." "This is so perfect Oscar" I said wrapping my arms around him and burying my face in his chest. "It's beautiful." "Anything for you baby" He said grabbing my hand and kissing it. "Let's go sit down." He pulled me towards the table and pulled my chair out for me. I sat down and he pushed the chair towards the table little. Then he sat down opposite of me. "This is amazing Oscar." I said with a smile. He just smiled back at me. -ANOTHER time skip, dont hate me- After we finished eating our dinner and talking, we decided to go on a walk through the feilds and pick some flowers. He took some pictures of me and I took some pictures of him. It was truly an amzaing day. We started the walk back to the car. "Oscar... thank you for today. It was truly amazing and I'm glad I have you in my life. I said grabbing his hands and looking in his eyes. "I'm glad I have you too baby, I don't know what I would do if I ever lost you or Mariposa." He kissed me. We got in the car and I put my head on his shoulder while he drove home. -at home- We got out of the car hand in hand. Happy about how today turned out. I dont know about Oscar but I was ready to cuddle with my loves and watch disney movies. We walked in and Oscar let go of my hand almsot immediately. I gasped. We both froze. My daughter was on some guys lap and they were making out. I looked at Oscar because I knew he was about to flip. The guy pushed Mariposa off of him and onto the couch. Mariposa looked actually petrified. I was very upset. Before I could even react, Oscar charged at the poor boy and started punvhing him. I ran over. Mariposa was begging him to stop. "Oscar, oscar please stop." I said trying to grab his arm. He pushed my arms away and continued to hit the boy. "Oscar!" I yelled one last time and he finally stopped. Oscar was livid, Mariposa was crying, I was freaked out, and that poor boy was bloodied and bruised. "Oscar, oscar come on" I said grabbing his face in my hands. "Look at me, it's gonna be okay, I promise." I tried to reason with him but he was still mad. He looked at the boy who was trying to pick himself up off the floor with Mariposa's help. "Get him the fuck out of my house." He said through clenched teeth. The boy finally got up off the floor and walked out the door. Oscar looked at Mariposa who was just standing there crying. "Give me your phone and go to your room. He said with a stern look. "You're grounded from now for til college." (if you get this ily) She handed him her phone and went to her room. "Oscar... I get you're mad baby and I'm VERY upset myself but you didn't have to beat him up like that right in front of her...." I said caressing his cheeks. "My poor baby was terrified oscar." I frowned. "She disrespected me y/n. She disrespected both of us.." He paused. "I can't just let that shit slide because then she'll think that she can get away with anything." "I totally get that oscar, I'm her parent too and I know she needs discipline", "but I'm just saying that was a lttle extreme..." "I know.... I couldn't control myself" He said looking down at his brusied and bloody knuckles. "It's okay baby." I took his hands in mine careful not to hurt him. "Go wait for me in bathroom" "I'm gonna go talk to Mariposa and then I'll come clean you up." I said kissing his cheek. He walked to the bathroom as I walked to my daughters room. I heard her crying. I knocked. "Posie, it's just me baby." I said opening her door. She had her face in her pillows crying. "Aww come here my baby." I said sitting down on her bed and bringing her into my arms. "I hate him mama." She cried. "Now now, don't say that. Your papa only wants whats best for you" I said as I rubbed her head to try and soothe her. "I know, what just happened was very scary and traumatizing for you but you have to understand that you are still your papa's little girl even if you are growing up" I said pouting. "You know your father would do anything to protect you and seeing you with that boy really freaked him out and brought him to the reality that you're getting older.....You can't be mad at him for loving you baby" I said putting my hands on her cheeks." Don't get me wrong, I am very upset and disappointed too but I understand. I did the same thing with your dad when I was your age, I just didnt get caught" I said. She giggled at that. I smiled. "Theres my happy girl" I said as I kissed the top of her head. "Now, I want you to go apologize to your dad." She nodded her head. "Okay mama." "You're still grounded though." I said standing up and following her out of her bedroom. She slowly stalked to bathroom where Oscar was. She peaked her head in. Oscar was looking at his hands. "Papa..." Her voice was barely a whisper and I don't even know how Oscar heard her. He looked up at her. She started tearing up again. "I'm really sorry.." She said full on crying now. Oscar sighed. "Come here bebita." Oscar said motioning to go over to him with his hand. She sowly walked over to him and immediately fell into his embrace. "I'm sorry I freaked out like that princesa. He said rubbing her head. "You're my little girl, and seeing you with that boy.. something inside me snapped." "I understand papi...I'm really sorry I did that and I promise I'll never do it again." she said looking up at him. "It's okay baby...now go to your room, me and your mama will make dinner for you." He said kissing her temple. "Okay, papa" She said walking over to me. She gave me a hug. "I love you mama." "I love you too baby." the end.

#oscar diaz imagines #on my block #on my block imagine #oscar x reader #oscar diaz x reader #spooky #spooky x reader #on my block fanfiction #fanfiction #imagine #x reader

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gayfrenchtoast · 4 years ago

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Despite sleep juice brain still go brr so

Harry Potter if Lily and James DIDNT DIE

A fan theory ramble

Also fuck JK Rowling

Okay so Harry Potter would be taught about the order and the dangers of the wizarding world early on due to James and Lily's positions and James probably being all hug ho about Harry not being afraid of Voldemort especially after that faithful night they almost died to him but didn't because Sirius was watching over their house that night and came to save them. They found out Wormtail was the traitor and sent him scampering and took max precautions after that.

Harry is more arrogant in this version because "my parents are great wizards and my parents and Godfather fought Voldemort and sent him packing" however big bad V did manage to land a hit on him that gave him his scar, unknown if this makes him a haucrux yet. So yeah he's arrogant and he's super confident he's gonna go to hogarth and be an awesome gryffindoor

Lily made Snape and James "make up like adults" and be civil for her and Harry's sakes. They shit talk each other behind their backs and though this in first year made Harry dislike Snape especially since James would shit talk about Snape to Harry and Harry would then overhear Snape shit talking his dad as he got older he just came to accept it and listen to it for the petty drama, ever got Snape to shit talk his dad to him and so they'd just vent at him about each other and no it isn't healthy but damn is it funny to Harry.

Harry does meet Ron and Hermione on the train for the first time, makes friends with Ron by buying some of the sweets from the trolley, with the money James slipped to him before he got on, for them to share. Kinda teases Hermione first time they meet by opening the chocolate frog to her when she asks about the toad ("are you sure it's not a frog? Cus I found THIS" he opens the box in a flash and the chocate frog makes a leap, right towards Hermione. She let's out a high help and leaps back in surprise only for Harry to catch it before it can even get that close to her. Both he and Ron laugh at her reaction as the girl flushes red with rage and embaressment, beginning to turn to presumably storm off. "Wait wait! I'm sorry, I was just joking! Here, you can have it. I only really want the card anyway." He grins as he offers the chocolate frog that was mostly reverting into mainly chocolate form. She looked hesitant but did carefully take the token of good faith, inspecting it a little just to be sure. "...fine. I accept your apology. I shall continue to look for the toad. And by the way, we'll be arriving soon. You might want to get changed into your robes." And she trots off, seemingly satisfied with whatever good job she did.)

Malfoy, who's heard about the boy who's family sent the dark Lord to the shadows, I quick to try and belittle Harry and then try and make it sound like he could "redeem his family name" by becoming friends with him. Harry basically laughs and says he knows of malphoy and his family and he's proud his family was the ones that fought Voldemort instead of the ones who bent over for him. Draco is stunned and pretty pissed.

Sorting hat Ceremony makes it real interesting. Ron gets in Gryffindoor, as expected, however Hermione is in Ravenclaw, Nevil is in Hufflepuff and Harry Potter is in Slytherin. With Draco Malfoy. Who he just insulted.

Harry is devastated to be in Slytherin. He deadass argues with the hat but is forced to concede and go sit and just accept that he's a Slytherin. Ron is conflicted that his new friend who's family fought Voldemort is in slytherin and Draco appears to have the same problem. Despite now being in the same house a rivalry forms between them which is only enhanced by them bunking in the same room.

Harry writes home about this and both James and Lily assure him it's okay he's in Slytherin, Lily tells him that Snape was a Slytherin and Snape is their friend and James reminds him that Slytherin does not mean evil and Gryffindoor does not mean good, wormtail was a Gryffindoor and he turned them over to the dark Lord. This does make him feel a bit better.

Harry manages to maintain his friendship with Ron despite their houses, it's weird at first but they quickly break down that barrier and become great friends, goofing around, becoming friends with the Groundskeeper, which helps them become friends with Hermione.

They make friends with Nevil by saving his rememberall when draco throws it. Nevil helps them with herbology homework from then on. Minera advises Snape to get Harry to be seeker for Slytherin Quiditch after she sees what he does and Harry, who still sees Slytherin as kinda the enemy despite being in it, hesitantly agrees. Slytherin Quiditch is allot less friendly that Gryffindoor, the team is allot colder to him at first, however once he proves himself he finds he loves the sport more than he cares about what team or house he's in and his team warm up to him and actually turn out to not be as scary and mean as he thought. They're still kinda arrogant assholes but Harry is too so he dosent have room to judge

Deadass I do not care about the Philosipers stone shit, people don't think Harry is some kind of chosen one, he and his family survived voldemort and are kinda celebrities for that but because there no tragedy within a year of the event there are rumours its a hoax and eventually the potters surviving the dark Lord becomes a roumour itself so people aren't trying to actively sabotage him. And since he don't think Snape is a stranger out to get him (litterally confronts him about his sus and Snape is like "nah fam I may not like hour dad but you're like my godson I'm not gonna try and kill you in the middle of a quiditch match on a broom" and Harry is like "oh...okay nvm but if you're lying I'm telling my mum" and when he dosent flinch he knows he's telling the truth) and so they quickly figure it was Quirrel. When Hermione puts sus on him Harry decides to be very Slytherin when they confront him in the bathroom and tries to wingardium leviosa him into the air, only getting his turban and showing off his voldemort face. In front of like three other teachers. Fight ensues, day saved, stone safe.

They do find the mirror while goofing off one night and Harry sees himself as a Gryffindoor with his parents proud. He dosent visit the mirror again

Harry gets the invisibility cloak from James that year for Christmas with the strict instructions that he will not tell anyone except those he trusts of its existence.

Draco, probably in second year again, ends up calling Hermione a mud blood at some point ("Potter! You're making our house look bad hanging out with that mud blood!) Harry immidately starts yelling at Draco for that and it quickly escalates to them fist fighting. Sape ends up being the one to discipline them, actually telling Draco off for using such a phrase but still punishing Harry for starting Violence. This is what ends up with them being punished by being sent into the woods with Hagrid. They somehow end up bodmung on tbsi trip, Harry asking why Draco would do that and Draco launching into a tirade about how "father says it and father is always right! He'd beat me if I was friends with a mud blood why should you get to do this and that id get punished for this and that father this father that-" you get the picture. Harry just lets him rant until he's done and then is like "wow your dad is a dick" and drack tries to.deny but Harry just goes through all the shitty stuff draco just told him his father did and draco is just like "...you won't tell my father we talked about this will you" "look mate, I dont ever wanna even meet your father and if I did meet him I would have a bunch of other shit to say to him and a few gestures." And so Harry managed to convince Draco his dad is the dick he is and begins on a mission to get him to see that and be better than him.

Harry goes home for Christmas but always sends his friends gifts. In second year before they depart on the train he gives Draco something before they part ways. He knows a gift would probably be suspicious from him arriving at Malfoy Manor so he gives to to Draco with instructions to only open it at christmas. On christmas day, when he gets some alone time, Draco opens the gift. It's a metal bangle of a Snake that when he rubs it and says a set word it becomes a warm light in the darkness. Draco only says uts acceptable when they meet in the new year bug Harry sees him wearing it and catches him using it at night.

Sometimes Harry has nightmares about the night Voldemort tried to kill his family and of the dark Lord himself. Draco has nightmares of his father and death eaters. When they wake the other up from the nightmares they sit ul and talk about them, abiut random thing or just make teasing jabs at each other until they're comfortable to sleep again

Draco gives up the information they need about the chamber when asked so no need for polyjuice, apologises to Hermione on their way out from the Slytherin dorm room, visits her and brings her and apology chocolate frog for when she is cured (the boys told him they were her favorite) and follows Ron and Harry to the chamber, demanding he be a part in the adventure. Its the Basilisk and Tom Riddle that terrify Draco and seals the deal on his conversion over to the "oppose the dark Lord" side

Draco sets Dobby free

Let's get some Potter family back in here for the hell of it. Sirius has been in love with Remus for yeaaars. Lily knows and is his emotional support. James is oblivious. Remus is with Tonks for a few years but talks to James about his doubts. James is all "naah man Tonks is great! I understand you don't think yihre worthy of a great girl but you are man! Belive in yourself!" And so Remus sticks with it. By Harry's third year there are rumours in the order of Wormtail being about, Remus becomes Hogwart's defence against the dark arts teacher and Sirius is a wreck with Harry and Remus in the frey but him stuck on the sidelines, even Tonks is confused and kinda annoyed with his fretting causing him to confess to her that he lives her boyfriend. She's surprisingly chill and is like "deadass I've been waiting for years for him to break up with me and get with you you two are so stupid" and so Sirius runs off in doggy disguise to confess to moony and arrives in time to help save the day

Draco slowly intergrates into the friend group, Ron bringing some of his friends (Dean and Sean) in a bit and Draco trying to bring some of his friends (Crab Goil and Blaze) but they're mostly hesitant (except from Blaize who wants help on his Herbology from the smart awkward Hufflepuff)

Draco pretends not to be worried about the dementors and Harry's fear of them but he always has his eye on them whenever he sees one.

The demontors were sent out to look for Peter Pettigrew.

Harry shares the maunders map with Draco when he finds it. Harry recognises whk the maunders are as soon as he sees it but doesn't tell Fred and George. However when they see Peters name they rush to Remus. Remus is in a bit of a tiz by this and tells them to follow him with the invisibility cloak as they go look for him. They never find him that night and he ends up dissapearing off the map but Remus still confiscated the map for the night and tells them to keep an eye out for anything suspicious, including rats. They're confused but promise to be careful.

Draco doesn't try and get buckbeak executed this time, he deadass is working with Harry to gain the hypogriff's trust and some slytherins that are pussdd they're being all friendly with other houses set off a loud spell that spooks buckhead and draco shoves Harry out of the way before he can get hurt and takes the brunt. None knows how word got to Lucius, it causes an argument in the group especially when Drsco is too afraid to stand up to his father but Harry stands up to him as he knows why Daco is afraid and they work out a plan to free buckbeak instead.

The plan ends up co-inciding with the day Sirius breaks into hogwarts. The dementors know there's an intruder but can't find him so are more active that usual, Sirius doesn't get tome to confess because as soon as he arrives Remus is all work mode and fills him in on the map and all and needs Sirius' nose to sniff him out. The kids plan of rescue is interupted because of this and most continues as normal with Harry furious at Peter not Sirius when he's revealed for trying to get his family killed and Draco tagging along. Snape busting in let's Peter escape unfortunately and then full moon and dementors happen. They manage to rescue buckbeak and themselves with time Turner magic and all is good.

After the full moon is done sirius sniffs out Moony and crades him in his arms until he wakes up, its there in the sunrise he tearfully tells him he loves him and with a clear mind Remus tells him he loves him too.

Draco ends up actually getting into an argument with his dad about trying to get buckbeak killed when he gets home which starts Draco's proper rebellious streak with also means an increase of strictness from Lucius. Draco and Harry send secret messages back and forth.

Thats all for now but I have ideas for the rest of the stories I will ramble about later!

#harry potter #harry potter rambles #hp #draco malfoy #fuck jk rowling jyst to be clear #i am re-wroting harry potter #i wrote harry potter now #me and miku

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brazil-also-loves-rwby · 5 years ago

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Oscar & Ozpin - Soul Bind OneShot

This is an old work revised - Ozpin, how exactly are our souls going to 'combine'?

Oscar admired the view of Atlas, protected from the cold wind that roared outside through the window. It was late at night and everyone was asleep. Only he remained awake, his mind too filled with doubts and insecurities to be able to rest in peace. Being this way, he'd descended into the living room, where he would not disturb his roommates with their mental conversations.

In those moments Oscar could almost see Ospin in his reflection in the glass. His expressions, his moods and even his mental voice became more obvious, more different from his own.

"Like I said, it's a long, exhausting process.” Ozpin let out a resigned, sad sigh.

"But how exactly does it work?" Oscar pressed. Both remained tense for a long moment, while Ozpin chose the words he wanted to say.

"The process of integration starts the moment I reincarnate. The beginning is always the same: fear, doubts, constant concern for one's own sanity. Fortunately, we did not take long in this situation. There was a person once, centuries ago, that I could never convince that he was not crazy. Ozinburg was completely convinced that some grimm had possessed him.” Oscar trembled at the shadow of memories and feelings that Ozpin let slip along with those words. "It was dark times. People believed that discipline and self-flagellation could purge ones body of evil and prevent grimms from approaching. I tried to stop him several times from hurting us, but one day he went too far and I was reincarnated again.”

- I'm so sorry. - Oscar murmured.

"It was a long time ago, but thank you anyway.” Ozpin made the equivalent of a mental cough to compose himself and followed. "After that, we reached the 'recognition' phase, so to speak. That's where we are now. We learn about each other. Our desires, dreams and goals, as well as our likes, dislikes and mannerisms. At some point, we will have learned everything we could over each other and our conversations will become less and less frequent. It will not be necessary to ask, for we will already know exactly how the other feels.”

- That does not sound too bad. What next? - Ozpin sighed once more.

“It is at that moment that the assimilation begins. Because our minds are so similar, we end up deciding the same thing without thinking. Our tastes stop colliding: if you do not like coffee, but I absolutely love coffee, over time the stronger feeling will prevail and you would feel my satisfaction in drinking coffee instead of your own distaste. Barriers begin to become thinner and we’ll begin to find it difficult to define where one feelings begins and another ends.” Oscar swallowed, but Ozpin kept talking. "When someone calls your name, I answer the call. 'You' becomes 'us' and in time 'we' becomes 'I'. Who controls the body becomes irrelevant, since both would use it in the same way. We will never be one single person, ones voice will never go silent, but it becomes natural.”

- I understand it now. - Oscar leaned his head against the glass, letting it cool his skin. - I always imagined that I would just ... fade away. But now I see that when you reincarnate again, part of my personality will continue to stay with you.

"Yes." Ozpin agreed. “I have always reincarnated in similar minds, as the god of light has established, but this does not mean the are same. Like Ozma, I've been a lot more foolish. Like Oswald, I've been completely in love with Remnant's women's, as Osborne…”

- Wait. - Oscar interrupted, physically spreading his hands to hold the reins of the conversation. - What do you mean by that?

"Oswald was VERY attached not only to the pleasures of the flesh, but also to the adventure of conquering a lady and causing her to fall in love with him. I believe it was the only time I could describe one of my companions as a narcissist.” Ozpin sounded exasperated, and that made Oscar laugh. "I was no stranger to being described as 'gallant' or 'gentleman,' but that was too much. This trait of Oswald was so strong that I think it took me another two reincarnations to finally be able to look at a beautiful woman exposed skin without immediately being plagued by libidinous thoughts.”

Oscar even pulled the air to question more just to hear Ozpin's measured and indignant response and have fun with it. But Ozpin's annoyance was enough to make his memory raise the surface. Oscar remembered what it was like to be sitting next to a woman close enough to feel the heat of her skin. The euphoria of imagining what kind of expression that stern woman would look at him if he slid his hand under the table and squeezed the firm, soft flesh of her white thigh...

- Were you really THAT kind of guy?! - Oscar exclaimed, suddenly surprised and shamefully excited by the feelings and sensations that the memory passed to him. Adolescents, after all, are easily 'impressed’. -Thank the gods that you could hold back that kind of thinking.

"I could hold back that kind of thinking in my next incarnations.” Ozpin corrected and Oscar could feel that he was as uncomfortable as himself. “Ozwald, o the other hand, was not a man of just thinking.”

- Please do not tell me he really did it ...

This time Ozpin purposely pushed the memory back to Oscar. The red and astonished face of a beautiful blonde woman, twisted in fury and outrage. The memory had a sense of satisfaction and victory from taking such expression from a cold and composed woman.

- I hope you guys got a pretty slap for it. - Oscar shook his head.

"A punch, actually, that was followed by several others, I must add. This little event gave me control over our body for several weeks, since I refused to talk to Oswald for a few days because of it.”

Oscar laughed quietly and they remained in a comfortable silence for a few moments. Oscar felt calmer now, having talked so openly with Ozpin for the first time. Both of them had a hard time learning how to trust, but now that all the secrets were gone, the future did not seem so dark. As Ruby always said, they would find a way. In this line of thought Oscar felt that Ozpin was restless in his corner of their head. He waited, knowing that soon the former director would say what he had in mind.

"I was analyzing our situation.” He finally said carefully. "assimilation should have already begun, at least in its early stages, but it is not our case. We understand each other, but our thoughts and feelings remain apart most of the time. Personal.”

- And you think you know why. - Oscar guessed.

“Yes. You see, never before have so many people at the same time learned of my reincarnation, and few of those who knew have done so before the integration took place. Miss Rose ..." Oscar was startled by the mention of Ruby in the matter. “...Became careful to refer to both of us and this habit spread to all others.”

- You're right. Everyone says 'Good morning Oscar, Ozpin' to us. I remember one morning when she was responsible for making breakfast and she handed us a cup of coffee with milk. She said 'I know you dont like coffee Oscar, so I prepared it with milk ...'

“So you and Ozpin can reach a middle ground.” Ozpin completed. "That's exactly the point of my theory. We are constantly being treated as different people, so it is more difficult for our emotions to blend. For example, strong emotions such as admiration and affection would be the first to 'leak' and begin to affect me, but you are managing to keep them almost completely away from me.

- What do you mean by that? Oscar asked, feeling his own face warm and Ozpin's low-pitched laughter echoed in his head.

"I meant that, by my calculations, we do not have to worry about it in the near future.”

#rwby #oscar pine #ozpin #ozma

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svtmatokis · 5 years ago

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Jihoon Office AUP5

And Finally part 5!

Plot: You and Seungcheol have been best friends forever and as a favor, you agree to be temporary assistant of the one Lee

Words: 3240

Warnings: not really smut but use of smut words...

Part 1 - 2 - 3 - 4

“You called Jihoon? Also, I called Mr. Hiyongs assistant and was told that he was currently on business in the States and won’t be returning for about a month. I’ve set the earliest meeting he has for when he returns.” Hiyong said as she walked into his office. You could feel her stare as she sat down in the chair in front of his desk while you stayed in your leaning position on his side. The air got tense as she watched Jihoon actions with you. His hand was still resting on your hand that was on your leg and by the grip he had on it, he wasn’t going to let go anytime soon.

“I’d like to introduce you to Y/N. She was your replacement while you were away and will be briefing you on what you’ve missed and what needs to be completed.” Jihoon said completely ignoring the comment about Yoongi and looked at you for you to begin but before you could, Hiyong cut in.

“I’m sure I can figure it out. I don’t think I really need an explanation to catch up.” Hiyong said dismissively.

“There’s nothing for you to catch up on” Jihoon stated catching Hiyong off guard, “Y/N finished the work you left behind before you left on top of the work load she had throughout her time here. I’ve asked her to implement new systems that will help me keep track of your progress as well as anything that falls through the cracks. Now if you will Y/N.”

You didn’t like Hiyong, you could tell that she was someone who was used to getting her way and lacked discipline. Something Jihoons assistant had to have in order to meet his standards. It was a wonder as to why he kept her but you would ask him about it later. Right now, you had someone to set in their place.

Walking to the other side of Jihoon where his computer sat, you nudged his arm to put in the password which he did so willingly and going as far as to get up and offer you his chair so he could stand behind you to observe.

“Don’t hesitate to be blunt” he whispered and you turned to look at him.

“Like pull a you?” you asked with a raised eyebrow and he gave you one of those looks. “Don’t worry Mr. Lee, you have obviously never seen me work” and you heard Hiyong scoff and mutter to herself.

“Who does this girl think she is?”

“So I guess we should start with the report preparation” you said opening a file, “As you can see, many things have been refiled and renamed. When I got here it took me ages to find one precedent and sometimes we don’t have all that time. Jihoon could suddenly get something urgent and will require it right away but with the way it was organized, it took you almost one afternoon to complete the prep right?” You asked and Hiyong looked down before you continued onto a few other things including the email list, filters and the biggest thing labeling.

All the while Jihoon was impressed with the way you were handling things. You talked to her like a manager and not just someone who had come in to do her job temporarily. He watched how Hiyong only paid half attention to the things you were saying and hoped that she remembered enough to at least be efficient and mess things up.

“And what was wrong with my way of organizing things?” Hiyong asked, “I liked having everything out in the open so I could see it. It was easier for me to find things and why does it matter on how things are labeled? I’m the only one who sees it anyways.”

“No you aren’t.” You stated bluntly, “you’re forgetting thar Seungcheol is Jihoons boss and a lot of these things go to him for final review. How do you think the inconsistency would reflect on Jihoons leadership? He’s also one of the busiest managers here, naming one thing on this day and differently the next would confuse the heck out of him. He doesn’t have that time to go through things like that Hiyong. As his assistant, you should be working to the standard he expects. Not the standard that you THINK he expects.” You finished and you could hear Jihoon snicker from behind as you went to the last thing which was his schedule.

“I’ve organized Jihoons schedule for the next three weeks accordingly. I’m not sure why you decided to have ten different calendars for different things. It’s called colour coding and obviously Jihoon doesn’t have the time to open ten different calendar just to see what he has for the day.” You explained and thought for a moment and looked up at Jihoon, “honestly thinking about it now, I could just take care of your scheduling for you.. It’s not like I wont know anything you’re up to anyways unless you intentionally want to keep it from me and you aren’t that kind of guy.”

“I’m not” Jihoon confirmed, “but would you be able to handle it on top of the impending workload you’re bound to have?” He asked and you shrugged.

“You know I like challenges” you responded with a grin and Jihoon nodded while you looked at Hiyong, “it’ll be one less thing you’ll have to deal with on top of your tedious workload”

Jihoon had hold in his chuckle at your last sarcastic comment and looked at Hiyong, “then it’s settled. Y/N will have full control of my schedule from here on out. Y/N, you can remove the schedule from Hiyongs shared network.”

“But how will I know what reports you need for your meetings then? Wouldn’t it be more beneficial for me to have a copy of his schedule as well?” Hiyong asked, she was starting to feel a strong dislike for you. How dare you talk to her like that and why wasn’t Jihoon saying anything to defend her?

“Jihoon has a task list that he updates everyone in a while. As long as you follow that and have it completed by the noted due date, you shouldn’t have an issue.” you explained. “Jihoon will be monitoring it all from the system so he can adjust the work load accordingly. I’m also around if you need help with anything.”

You then looked up at Jihoon as he looked at the computer screen impressed with what you had organized.

“Then it looks like everythings good to go then.” he said, “You can return to your station now Hiyong and please start on the task list and have them completed by their respective due dates.” and then looked at you with a smile, “And let’s get you settled into your new role.”

“Can that wait till after lunch Ji?” Seungcheol asked walking into the room, “I need to borrow Y/N for a bit.”

“You guys just had breakfast together.” Jihoon argued.

“So? I’m your boss and she technically can’t say no to me.” Seungcheol said with a grin. .”Let’s go Y/N”

You looked between Jihoon glares and Seungcheols grin and giggled before grabbing your bag.

“I’ll be back in a bit, Ji!” you then followed Seungcheol out of the room and left Jihoon to sigh in defeat.

He sat himself at his desk and started to look at the new intern list you left him the week before while taking a sip of coffee that you had brought him when you walked in with Seungcheol.

‘Yep, definitely wifey material.” he smiled at the thought. It had only been twenty-four hours since your relationship officially began but he eventually admitted to himself that he’d been attracted to you from Day 1 and it took him three weeks to act on his feelings (with a lot of push from the other managers) but could he really see you as his wife?

As Jihoon got lost in his thoughts, Hiyong watched him from her position at her desk and frowned. Who were you to JIhoon and why was he so comfortable with someone that was his assistant while she was gone? She saw a smile grace his features as he drank his coffee and furrowed her brows.

During her time away, she had found out valuable information regarding JIhoon and learned why he had such a high standard attitude, She was determined to prove herself to him upon her return but didn’t expect someone new in Jihoons life that he took to so easily.

After about an hour of contemplating, she decided to go ask Jihoon himself in hopes that he would give her an answer she wanted to hear.

She knocked softly on his door making him look up with a disinterested look on his face.

“Yes Hiyong?”

“Sorry to bother you Jihoon...but I just wanted to ask you a question…” she started and saw him nod his head urging her to continue. “I-is Y/N going to stay on as one of your assistants?” she asked and Jihoon stared at her blankly.

“We just hired Y/N for the manager position we posted a few months back, she’s going to be working in my office for training until or if we get her office set up.” Jihoon answered, “Anything else?”

“Is...is she your girlfriend?” Hiyong tried making JIhoon frown.

“I dont think thats any of your business Hiyong. Please get back to work,I need that draft list by 4pm today so you better get on it.” he stated before looking back at his computer while he let his thoughts drift off to you again. Should he tell you or should he wait till he knows he’s ready and knows for sure?

The end of the day came quickly soon you were packing up your bag to leave while Jihoon started his shut down process.

“What do you want for dinner today?” he asked casually and you shrugged.

“Anything’s fine.” you said absentmindedly.

“Jajangmyeon it is” JIhoon said with a fist pump and looked at you from the corner of his eye.

“Okay.” you said and felt Jihoon grab your hand. He noticed that something was off with you when you had come back from your meeting with Seungcheol and had been meaning to ask you about it but never had the chance to since Hiyong kept coming back to the office to ask him questions.

“Hey…” he said pulling you to him so you were standing between his legs. “Is everything okay?”

Your eyes analyzed him and you thought back to your conversation with Seungcheol earlier that day.

(Earlier that day)

“My men saw Yoongi in the States. I think he’s looking for your parents.” Seungcheol said and you looked up at him with shock.

“Why would he be looking for my parents?” you asked, “You don’t think…”

“If your parents sign the contract, it’d be the same thing as you signing in. That’s what I found stupid about that thing.” Seungcheol said, “What if Yoongi makes up a story about the two of you being together and convinces them to sign it?”

Your face paled immediately, ‘That son of a….’

“Y/N?” Seungcheols voice rang out and you looked at him with a wide eyes, “Is everything okay?”

“Theres something you need to know and you have make SURE Yoongi never makes contact with my parents.” you said firmly, “He has the proof he needs to convince them…”

“What how?” Seungcheol asked shocked and you showed him your phone and there in a message from Yoongi was a picture of the two of you but a lot younger at an event where his arms were wrapped around your waist from behind. The smiles on your faces were undeniable and Seungcheols jaw dropped.

“What the heck is this?” Seungcheol asked incredulously, “You and Yoongi?”

“The bastard cheated on me three years into grad school. My grandfather was so close to getting what he wanted because Yoongi showed me that he could change but it went all down hill when I walked into his apartment after class one day to see him and a girl from my economics class with his dick in her mouth.” you told him and shook your head. “I ran away after that and changed all my contact information so he couldn’t find me.”

“Thats why you came back…” Seungcheol said and you nodded.

“He runs most of his family’s corporations outside of Asia so moving back here made the most sense. I wondered how long it would take him to find me.” you whispered.

“Does Jihoon know?” Seungcheol asked and you gave him a pointed look.

“Obviously not...I don’t even know how to bring it up.” you muttered, “And if things go Yoongi’s way, I’ll be married off in the next six months.”

“Things won’t go Yoongi’s way as long as you tell Jihoon.” Seungcheol said, “Trust me on this. Next to me, Jihoon is the only other person that can help you and he has a greater chance too.”

“And why is that?” you asked crossing your arms.

“Because Jihoon’s fathers the CFO of this company. Hasn’t he told you?”

You shook your head, “Lee’s Financial Group is in partnership with your company?”

“Duh...that’s why I trust Jihoon more than anybody here. Talk to him about your past and in turn he’ll be able to help you even if he hasn’t realized it yet.” Seungcheol said, “It’s the only way we can beat Yoongi.”

You looked at Seungcheols serious face for a moment and noted that he hadn’t been this serious in a very long time. You had no idea that Jihoon’s family was almost if not more powerful than the Mins and thought that Seungcheols family had hired him based on his talent alone.

“What if JIhoon has something else in mind?” you asked, “We’ve literally just started the whole dating thing.”

“And I’ve never seen him so serious about a relationship before.” Seungcheol said, “He’s never taken a day off work till he met you Y/N. It’s like you made him human or something but I can see just from his actions. He’s serious about you and I doubt he’d ever want to let you go.”

“I hope that’s the case then...but six months…” you said looking down and Seungcheol chuckled.

“Everyones betting that he’s going to propose in three - five. You’ll be fine...you just can’t mess it up and that’s why I’m saying tell him about Yoongi, sooner than later.” Seungcheol advised and you nodded your head.

(End Flashback)

“I’ll tell you when we get home.” you whispered thinking about the consequences and whether or not Jihoon would still be in your life after this conversation. You closed your eyes as you felt the tears build up and only heard Jihoon whisper.

“Okay.”

The drive was tense, Jihoon could tell something was up with you and it put him on edge too. The moment you stepped into the house, Jihoon had taken your arm and pulled you to the couch. He wanted to know what was going on with you.

“What’s going on?” he asked, “You’ve been different ever since you came back from that meeting with Seungcheol. What happened?”

Instead of replying to him, you asked him instead, “How do you feel about me?”

The question caught Jihoon off guard. “You know how I feel about you.” Jihoon said taking your hand in his, “Y/N, you’re scaring me. What did Seungcheol say?”

“Why didn’t you tell me that you were one of the sons of Lee Financial?” you asked and JIhoon froze.

“I-” Jihoon started but you had cut him off, why did Seungcheol have to open his big mouth?

“But then again, I haven’t been completely honest with you either.... And now I’m scared you’re going to hate me…” you whispered.

“What? What do you mean Y/N?” Jihoon asked slightly shocked as red flags went off in his head.

You handed him your phone and showed him the picture from Yoongi.

“What the heck…” Jihoon whispered analyzing the photo to confirm it wasn’t photoshopped or anything of that sort. “Y/N...did you and Yoongi…”

“It’s been close to five years since our break up.” you whispered and opened up to Jihoon about your full past with Yoongi.

Somewhere during the conversation Jihoon had to get up and walk around to contain his anger. He could not believe that Yoongi had the audacity to cheat on you. He obviously couldn’t see the person you were and felt bad for you.

“And that’s pretty much it...it’s not that I didn’t want to tell you...but if Yoongi meets my parents, he can use it was proof..” you finished and looked up at JIhoon who was looking out the window with his arms crossed. “Ji..?”

“Why didn’t you tell me before?” he asked not turning around to look at you. “I thought he was just some random…”

“I never thought he’d use this tactic…” you whispered looking down, “Look, I’ll just go pack a bag and stay at Cheols for the night or something…” you said getting up but Jihoon’s caught your wrist and pulled you into his chest.

“Do you want to be free of Min Yoongi?” he asked as he rested his head on top of yours and felt you nod. “Will you do whatever it takes?”

You nodded again.

“Then will you promise to stay with me forever?” he asked and felt you tense under him. He was about to pull away but you held his shirt and placed a kiss over his heart before nodding and he felt the warmth of the kiss spread through his heart.

“Then I’ll get you out.” he whispered kissing the top of your head and held you as close to him as he could. He would get you out, as long as you stayed by his side, he would do anything for you.

After a few seconds you pulled away to look up at him and his lips met yours in a kiss. It was different from your previous kisses where he kissed you just because he could. This time, it was slow, passionate and full of promises.

The two of you walked slowly towards your bedroom with your lips attached.

A few hours later, Jihoon woke up to weight on his chest and smiled when he saw your head resting on his heart. Leaning down to kiss the top of your head, he slowly got out of bed and found his boxers which had someone ended up on your lamp. He started to get up when your voice stopped him.

“Where are you going?” you asked tiredly starting to wake up when you noticed the bed lift.

“I’m going to get some water.” he whispered tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, “Go back to sleep.”

“Will you come back?” you asked and Jihoon smiled happy at your request.

“I’ll come back.” he said leaning down to capture your lips in a soft kiss before he got up and made his way to the kitchen.

Jihoon ran his hand through his hair as he thought about the events that went on in the last few hours and he grinned to himself. ‘Definitely wifey material’

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caprichans · 5 years ago

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stray kids as your daycare teachers

note: was feeling absolutely soft last night just thinking about this so consider this done with justice 🥺🤙

for the softs, listen to angel - chancellor, taeyeon!

— 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧

okay firstly, imagine the grins and the laughs he'd flash and sound to all the children once they come to school

your first day of school teacher who would hug you the instant you were crying because you didn't want to be left by your parents, or greeting you with a bright smile whenever you'd enter the daycare with optimism

the type to sit cross-legged and sing the rubber ducky song to the children :--(( and have the children sing along with him :--(( hend selp thats the softest shit ever

i feel like he'd know how to handle the kids well, being patient with them and he'd be able to help the kids with learning shapes and making new friend

the storyteller 🥺 usually ends with morals so that the kids would learn

animated expressions and lots of shy grinning after storytelling bcs of the times where the kids giving him no reaction

overall a gentle father figure who'd make sure that the kids are taken care of and brought back home safely at the end of the day

BONUS: him actually being a father and bringing his own child home from daycare with the most pleasant of smiles over ice cream on the way home

the rest of the members under the cut!

— 𝐤𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐣𝐢𝐧

pov: youre the single mother who brings their child to daycare and you see this man with a bunch of kids surrounding him, cheering his name, all the while he his eyes down with a grin and his hands wrapped around the children. you feeling in love yet?

100% cuddle bot like all the kids would be telling him that he’s like a pillow and that he’s all warm and fluffy

handles all the situations calmly, and makes sure that all the kids are well-behaved are not loitering around the place

he would sing them to sleep with his god-like vocals within seconds. the kids are feeling fuzzy during nap time? woojin the superdad would come to the rescue and serenade the kids with a soft lullaby to put them to sleep. and probably even me, so does that make me a baby--

very good at animal impressions like omg imagine him chasing the kids around while pretending to be a bear or a tiger and all the kids are jus squealing and laughing at him good bye i love kim woojin everyone

— 𝐥𝐞𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐨

alright fellas minho may be a sarcastic diva but have u seen the way he takes care of his 3 precious cats??? pure devastation

im talking about his gentle, soothing voice wrapping all the kids in blankies and caressing their hair to help them sleep when they’re feeling sleepy

he’s not much of a storyteller, and neither is he an actor, but for the kids, he’ll make exceptions

ok but hello imagine a cute lil girl waddling up to him and giving him a flower she picked up from the ground. “i picked this flower up from the ground and i wanted to give it to teacher lee because he wooks pweety!” and minho just bursting the softest smiles while telling her thank you

does he wear it for the rest of the day? yes. does his friends comment about it when he hangs out with them after work? yes. does he take it off? no.

oh my god guys i cried while doing minhos shit maybe im falling in love idk i should just go ot9. minho as a daycare teacher. period. PERIOD.

— 𝐬𝐞𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐛𝐢𝐧

def one of the most hyper and giddy daycare teachers anyone has ever seen

we been knew changbins a literal babie by heart and soul, so while the kids would be afraid of him at first look bc of his resting bitch face, the moment he introduces himself to the kids his expression totally changes

“HELLO KIDS I’M TEACHER BINNIE!”

TEACHER BINNIE CAN YOU HEAR MY HEART BREAKING IN HALF

would be an exceptionally whiny teacher too, probs would use whining as a discipline method so that the kid would be more aware of how they sound like when theyre whining

a weird method, i know, but if that goes too far, he wouldn’t hesitate to comfort the kid if he starts crying in guilt, and would tell them not to throw such tantrums like that next time

wait shut up him doing his cringey aegyo to the kids to make them feel happy after they scrape their knee on the ground or when he himself scolds them for doing something wrong damn i love u binnie :--((

— 𝐡𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐧

i cant even begin to express how this man absolutely adores kids?? like he even said that he would give the kids a piggyback ride after church and that it was one of his fondest memories???

hold my beer and let me just cry at how much of a good daycare teacher and a father hwang fonking hyunjin would be hhHhH okok

would even lift the children up and twirl them around like those movie scenes just so that they can make them laugh

well he’d be the type to see the children absolutely filled with happiness and laughter so he’d do anything in his willpower to make sure that happens!!!!!

would bring some trinkets and candies to give to them for behaving well today and would say things like “what’s the magic word?” and the kids would chorus with “pwease!” and hyun would just do that lil eye smile of his while saying “very gooood!” while giving them their reward omg hyunjin can u be my daycare teacher

let me end on a very hyunjin note: him clapping with his hands spread while he sings to them some cute nursery songs that would make the kdis sing along bye im still in love w hwang hyunjin guys its been four days

— 𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐣𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠

another charming daycare teacher with amazing vocals that can woo the kids into stopping what theyre doing or lulling them to sleep stan han jisung

That Daycare Teacher with the sunshine smiles and the honey-like voice that you’d see watching them from the playground i assure you ma’am you’re in good hands here

maybe you’d even ask him for his number i dont know--

would be playing the guitar for the kids and telling them all about his bizarre and adventrous day!

all the kids would point at him and tell him that he looks like a squirrel, and when he tells them that “nooo i’m a quokka!” they’d go “wooka!!” and oof watch jisung burst into uwus i swear he’s very giddy around kids sigh im devastated yet again

— 𝐥𝐞𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐱

the kids would fall for felix at first glance excuse you they’d be all over him and screaming his name “its teacher bokkie yay!” and he’d laugh and greet the kids with that smile up there

they’d play with his adorable frekkies (freckles)! theyd ask him why he’d cover his freckles and when he’d say that he’s “shy to show it to the people”, the kids would deny it and say that its a beautiful natural feature on him

and wow imagine felix gaining more confidence from what they said and on some occasions he’d keep his face bare so that his freckles would be shown huhu lee felix u cutie

is a clumsy and stuttery mess as a daycare teacher, fussing about the rowdy kids and carrying their toys while telling them to settle down

overall felix would jus be so frantic and messy as a daycare teacher and man the way he’d exhale tiredly during lunch and all the other teachers would note how tired he is. still a cutie.

— 𝐤𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐦𝐢𝐧

just saying this myday fanatic would probably have day6 songs piano vers. on full play for the kids to sleep to

but otherwise i dont really see seungmin as a type to be a daycare teacher, bc i can only imagine him as that big brother you’d see waiting by the shed when he’s ready to pick his little sib up

but if he were to be a daycare teacher, damn he’d be the most gentle one ever, low, comforting voices and little teasing remarks whenever the kid’s in a mischievous mood

tbh the type to just fondly watch over the kids during naptime. like he’s on his desk, scrolling through his phone, and he’d just glance up and smile at all the sleeping children.

would probably take a few pics and post it on his insta or his story to rant about how his kids are just so adorable when he sleeps

probs texts his wife “hey when are we having a child” but thats for another time

— 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧

the happiest babie daycare teacher to ever step foot within the daycare center

imagine the kids being used to teacher innie’s braces, so when jeongin enters one day telling the kids that he doesnt have braces, he’s all grinning and happier and all the kids are either at awe or whining at how cute he looked without braces on

would def be the type to act as a superhero and “save the kids from the perils of the villain” aka teacher binnie!!!

“oh no! binnie the t-rex is coming after us! let’s run!” and he and the kids are running and squealing while changbin rawrs and chases after them o dang i felt soft just doing this

the kids would ask him to do aegyo and he’d deny it at first, but since it’s due to the kid’s popular demand, he does it and all the kids clap in joy for his cute charms uwu

request some imagines! i hope you enjoyed 💖💖

#stray kids imagines #stray kids reactions #stray kids #skz #bang chan #kim woojin #lee minho #seo changbin #hwang hyunjin #han jisung #lee felix #kim seungmin #yang jeongin #muki writes #soft hours: OPEN #man its been a while since ive done imagines #hope i did this justice uwu !#please request some imagines it would be v helpful

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foolgobi65 · 6 years ago

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meta for devasena’s age: truthfully i think this could actually go either way with her either being older or younger than baahu. (under the cut for length, also hella rambly lol)

all we really know is that baahu is 25ish when he meets her, maybe closer to 26 post kalakeya war and the months of travelling around the kingdoms. i’d put bhalla solidly at 26 at this time. devasena to me feels a little younger, a little more impetuous, but this could just be her own character or maybe the less responsibility she bears as a crown princess under her brother’s solid rule in comparison to baahu and bhalla who are emperors in training. devasena has a lot of freedom in kuntala and a lot of responsibility as well towards the protection of average citizens. i don’t think the age gap between baahu and devasena can be more than 4ish years because devasena is definitely not 20 -- she feels young to me, but not /that/ young in the sense that she has a very good sense of self that i associate with age and experience. it’s possible that again these are things she develops as a kid thrust into a position not meant for children, but still she doesnt feel 20 and anushka (who is 37 right now) certainly doesnt look 20 either. im leaning towards a devasena that is 24 when she meets a near 26 year old baahu, turns 25 in mahishmati, and thus is 50ish when she’s freed by mahendra.

we lean towards mama deva dying when they’re really really young, but i don’t think jayasena ascends the throne until after he’s 15, maybe even closer to 20 -- whether there’s a regent before that is up to you. i think there can be anywhere between a 6-10 year gap between devasena and jayasena where he clearly had a hand in raising her as is typical for all age gaps like that. that would mean devasena depending on the age gap and how old jayasena is when he ascends the throne could lose her mom and become “crown princess” anywhere from age 5 to 14. thats a really huge gap obviously so i’m going to put up my headcanon at the moment which tbh changes by the day for this timeline lmao.

starting with a 24 year old devasena, she definitely seems very secure in her role and responsibilities as a crown princess -- if she becomes crown princess at 14 (jayasena between 20 to 24) this still gives her a decade to become comfortable which is very possible. as a fandom though i think we lean towards mama deva dying when she’s younger, but i think devasena needs to have a relatively stable childhood which you wouldn’t find in a girl who lost her parents /too/ young. i think for me mama deva dies of a prolonged illness, something so mundane frustrating to watch that devasena drowns herself in responsibilities to escape the horror. there’s definitely no plot because i dont see her as someone drowning in resentment in kuntala: the cornerstone of my characterization is that she’s well adjusted in her homeland, and generally satisfied with her life, maybe getting a little bored with the mundane routine.

devasena’s father, the queen consort, maybe dies in an accident or even in battle against bandits like the pindari when devasena is around 9. devasena’s mother starts to show early signs of illness when devasena is 11, progresses until she’s really ill by the time devasena is 13, and finally when the queen dies when devasena is 14 it’s been so long and such a miserable affair that everyone is almost glad its finally over. (the queen most of all, particularly since she never got over her husband’s death.) this gives jayasena years to basically transition into raising devasena from the time she’s 11, though obviously as a much older sibling he had a hand in raising her earlier. devasena nurses a grudge against the pindari and other bandits that is tied up in her blazing love for her father who was there one day and then gone the next. when her mother is sick for years, jayasena has to spend lots of time with the queen on her good days to learn his royal duties before its too late (he’s anywhere between 17-21 when she starts getting sick). devasena, who’s at a very temperamental and hormonal age but knows that she cant vent her rage, frustration and sadness where her mother might see devotes herself to learning how to fight, how to keep kuntala safe like her father once did. the bandits take advantage of the queen consort’s absence and the queen’s frailty and keep encroaching on kuntalan farmland -- everyone occupied with the slow transfer of power from the queen to jayasena just lets it slip. (except devasena.) as devasena improves she asks the general to take her on raids, starting with wild animals like boars until around 13 when she pulls the same trick baahu sees her doing for the first time (helpless maiden in a palanquin.) at this point i think jayasena has become devasena’s primary parent/caregiver, while the queen has become almost deified -- devasena visits her once every day and tries to be as gentle and kind as she can be so as to not upset her. of course this doesnt always work, and visits end up being more like confessionals, where devasena pours out her heart and her mother comforts her and gives advice and tells her stories. but discipline is jayasena’s domain, as is taking care of the day to day aspects of devasena’s general life.

when we meet devasena at 24 she’s basically the product of three parental/caregiving figuress: her mom and dad both of whom she remembers, is influenced by deeply, and loves dearly and also her brother jayasena. he’s probably been married for at least 3-5 years because devasena’s clearly comfortable with sumitra, so maybe another elder sisterish figure there. all this means that despite the loss in her life she isnt nearly as affected as, say baahu might be in a similar position. devasena of course is never orphaned in the way biju makes baahu feel like he is, and she always has family. but also she is never plagued by existential questions in a way baahu might be: she knows her parents loved her because she remembers them. baahu’s parents never knew him and so he never understands how they might have loved him. (until devasena tells him she’s pregnant, and he realizes that he loves his child so deeply already that if his own birth parents loved him even half so much it would have been more than enough.) the adventure and allure of mahishmati is more about kuntala just maybe getting a little boring on a day to day level, rather than a need to run away from her life. she’s gotten a little too big for kuntala, and her romance with baahu is built on the foundation of a relatively happy and safe childhood and home life that we see in the kuntala scenes, she is always safe and in control, and it is under these circumstances that she allows herself to pursue her interest in baahu (home court advantage basically.) if her life was at all tumultuous she would not let herself open up -- we’ve seen how in mahishmati the uncertainty had her entirely on the defensive, lashing out at inopportune times. she’s confident of her place and role in kuntala, and so she allows herself to explore the controlled uncertainty of a romance with baahu.

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