#i got carried away this was supposed to be like 100 words im crying

[neigepomme]

cw // NSFW. caleb loves when you control him.

caleb's a big man — in more ways than one. however, when he's near you? just an oversized ragdoll for you to manhandle as you please.

the first time he realized that, you were pointing at something for him to see. unfortunately, his attention was on something else, and after losing your patience, you tug at his necklace for him to lean down.

poor guy almost came on the spot. the action wasn't even remotely sexual, but the fact that you felt comfortable enough to boss him around, control him? oh that did caleb in.

somehow, you also caught on. his nervous smile and red ears were telltale signs that he was impacted, and boy, it was bound to be lots of fun for you.

so you tried it out more often. just some inconspicuous stuff to gauge his reactions! no harm in discovery, right?

when he was leaving for work, you'd roughly grab his face with one hand and bring him down to your level to press a kiss on his puckered lips. 

��have a lovely day at work, baby. go get 'em colonel!”

you spoke with the sweetest tone you could muster, and caleb's flushed face and lovestruck smile was a delight to see so early in the morning. wishing you a good day as well, he heads over to the fleet — only to find out he has a hard-on. caleb deals with it in his office, before heading out to train the cadets (who realize their ever so scary colonel is capable of sporting a smile).

the next instance was when you two were out and about in a supermarket, picking out the ingredients for hot pot tonight. you stare at caleb when an older gentleman heads your way with his cart, wobbling around — and a mischievous idea quickly forms in your head. you quickly tug caleb's arm, pressing his body against yours when you flash him a smile, “oops. a cart was headed your way. ”

the pilot can't maintain eye contact, his pants suddenly feeling way tighter than usual. you were going to be the death of him if you kept going, but caleb would be lying if he said that dying to your hands wasn't the best way to go.

the time that cemented it in both of your minds, though, was when you were straddling his lap and making out with him on the living room couch. caleb was taking over your mouth, kissing you like a starved man, and you desperately needed to catch your breath — so you tugged on his hair, hard, in order to separate him from your mouth.

his hips bucked up into yours when you did that, and as the realization hit him, a vicious red blush took over his face.

“fuck pips, you can't keep doing that.”

funnily enough, his words didn't exactly match his actions. when you tugged a little harder in response, his hands grabbed onto your hips and dragged you against his, your clothed core rubbing against his growing bulge. you moan against his ear when a sound between a whimper and a groan comes out of his mouth.

“hmm, but i think you love it, don't you?”

that might be the understatement of the century, caleb thinks. he doesn't just love it, he adores it when you play rough with him — so teasing and unfair, it makes him want to push your buttons, so you keep on doing it.

and that's exactly what he plans on doing when he throws you over his shoulder and starts walking towards the bedroom.

“i do. love it when you control me.”

🍎 pomme's notes — h.. hey.... alexa put on control me by colde....

[celestie0]

aaa oh my goshhh i am so honored n touched that you spent the time to think so deeply about my story 😭💕 this reblog comment srs has me ab to cry rn and has made my entire week. your reflections sound so similar to the ones i had while writing n planning the fic n so im just so touched by this :””)

😭💕 the word gentle to describe him is sosososo sweet. i think i picture him as someone that feels like he needs to live up to certain roles that ppl expect of him (he’s attractive n talented, so ofc he has to be in a frat n party a lot n talk to a lot of girls lol) but there’s like a part of him that’s kind of in conflict w that at times, and he’s starting to figure that out, esp as he gets to know reader who i think i try to write as true to herself as possible. i’m so happy you find him as a full fledged character 😭💕 i really have enjoyed giving him a bit more depth n i will def be writing more of his POV for future chapters!! you’re too kind

OMG haha fun fact kickoff was supposed to be a oneshot smut originally so yes, reader’s “favor” from him was indeed supposed to be something sexual 💀 but obv i got entirely carried away n here we are 70k words later🧍🏻‍♀️

“my favorite one is the part where OC realizes and understands her feelings and confesses. I love it because it's such a sign of healthy communication, it's so unexpected within the tropes of the genre, but at the same time it's totally in line with her character”

THIS MEANS SOSOSOOSOSSO MUCH TO ME bc i was really worried ab the confession scene so to hear that you liked it means sm to me 😭😭 i think it’s very brave to wear your heart on your sleeve n tell someone how you feel, and i wanted to give her that quality. i have been enjoying exploring some alternate angles w some of the tropes here n there tysm for your lovely words :””) and to hear that it feels real is just aaa bc that’s really what i try to aim for the MOST 😭💕

omg yes their first kiss scene was really nice to write bc of how chaste i imagined it in my head 😭 but YESSS gojo was so wrong for that, i would be so devastated too esp since she had JUST figured out she has feelings for him aaa. and you’re so right in that it was a throwaway line he didn’t think much about, and it’s sort of revealed later that he said it only cuz he didn’t want to assume they were anything more, but like he literally kissed her so 😩 ouch. and ahh yes im so glad to hear that ab gojo’s rejection, but the hurt coming from a different angle :”) that’s exactly what i was hoping for with that scene

“Makes for a really good character foil and highlights Gojo's qualities at a point in the story where it's really tempting to just be mad at him lol.”

THE FACT YOU USED THE WORD CHARACTER FOIL makes me feel like a legit writer lmfaoo 🤣🙏🏼 bc whenever i talk ab shows or books i like i use that word sm and as i was planning kai’s character i was like hmm 🤔 he’s kinda a foil for gojo so plspslspls i was made so happy when i read you say that LOL hope that’s not silly of me. but yess, ugh like he cannot commit to her but he is looking out for her in a way that is even beyond what some guys would do even if they WERE in a committed relationship, so it’s like ughh. im so happy you highlight the differences between the two men in the last chapter :”)

It's not the point of the fanfic, but the line about Gojo not paying tuition actually felt really raw. Like yeah he works hard for it, but does it make it fair?

thank u sososo much for pointing this out as well bc it surprised me when i was writing it how much i was actually upset on reader’s behalf too 😭 obv its not his fault he doesn’t pay tuition lmfaooo if i was talented like him, i would 100% take that offer up too. but i also had moments in college whether interacting w college athletes or even like for example the whole college admissions scandal where celebrities can literally pay for their kids to get into certain schools, while for other people who work just as hard or much harder are pretty much bound to years of debt once they graduate. so in fairness, kai had a point

i’m so happy n glad you’re looking forward to more <33 although i haven’t exactly finalized what i want to have happen next, i’m really excited for them to kinda see how they fit into each others worlds, and what conflicts or blessings that might bring for them :”) it feels like the payoff i’ve been writing towards LOL n yess your observations are so true.

Yeah, it was just... a really mean thing to say, and I get where she's coming from and I have empathy for it but girlypop that hurtttttt. His silence afterwards... The way he said she didn't have to apologize... It feels like he struggles with acknowledging his pain and hurt

yes 😭 that scene fkn hurt, not just cuz of the way it is in context of the story, but i think also bc i was imagining canon gojo n how he also compartmentalizes n bottles up a lot of his feelings for the sake of others, n i just jdslkdjshdhd it like almsot physically pained me to write that argument scene…….i think especially the line “because you’re set for life as long as you kick a fucking ball” considering how much soccer means to gojo since it’s the sport his father left behind for hiM OKAY OUCH IM HURTING MYSELF OVER MY OWN ANGST RN LMAO 🤣🤣 she will def find out ab his traumas in upcomign chapters n im reaaaaallyyy looking forwrd to emotionally exploring that conversation 👀

ahhh once again dear reader ty SO SO MUCH for this reblog like seriously i will be rereading it time n time again and i can already see your words will be so much motivation for me as i write for the upcoming chapters 😭💕 and i know you mentioned you are also a fellow writer so your words mean sm to me as someone who shares the same craft n hobby!! you’re so kind for taking the time to write this, im sorry i have a horrible habit of responding to my readers w even more words than they send LOL but i hope you don’t mind it, your comments just had me thinking sm. i hope you have a wonderful rest of your day <33

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gojo satoru x reader [18+] | angst, fluff, smut

ᰔ pairing. college au - soccer player! gojo x film major! reader (f)

ᰔ summary. gojo satoru is the most popular guy on your college campus. he's tall, funny, hot, not to mention he's the most talented soccer forward the school has seen in years. but he's also a frat dude, which puts him in a world very different from your own, as he spends most of his nights partying & drinking while you spend most of yours working on your annoying film major assignments. but when he reaches out to you for a favor, you realize that helping him out might have something in it for you too.

ᰔ warnings/tags. 18+, fluff, angst, smut, college au, fraternities, sororities, partying, drinking/alcohol, weed usage, romance, jealousy, pining, slow burn, opposites to lovers, friends to lovers, she falls first he falls harder, gojo being an idiot

ᰔ status. ongoing

ᰔ word count. 72.5k

ᰔ taglist. open (feel free to comment!)

chapter index.

ch1. gojo satoru sent you a message

ch2. terms and conditions

ch3. returning the favor

ch4. a day in the life of a hot soccer player

ch5. these feelings are hard to find

ch6. devil's advocate

ch7. to lose someone you love

ch8. a little cottage on the countryside

ch9. words you've been wanting to hear

ch10. pending...

additional content.

official headcanons pt1. fluff, mild nsfw | link

anon headcanons. fluff | link

a note from the author. hello! my name is ellie, and this is my first long fic series called 'kickoff' which i began posting earlier this year in january! if you do decide to read it, i thank you very much from the bottom of my heart as it means a lot to me :””) please let me know if i missed any tags or warnings! and for those who may want to know before reading, this series will have a happy ending <3

[sup-hoes-its-me]

Pain (Kakashi x Reader)

A/N: finally, a kakashi one shot. I've been trying so hard to write one but his character is so difficult for me, so deep and mysterious and im just an idiot. Tell me if this story is shit, lol. Anyway, Soulmate AU, kinda fluffy, kinda sad idk what to say about it. 

word count: 5000~

Part One/Part Two

“Trust me,” the boy whispered to me. “It’s going to be okay.”

His arms wound around me, as I dozed in and out of consciousness. Lightning struck every couple minutes, illuminating the area just enough up so I could see the carnage around us. Dead bodies, left and right, blood splattered on trees and shinobi crying over the bodies of their teammates and loved ones.

This war would show no mercy, it had taken someone from every clan, every household. Mothers, fathers, daughters, sons, lovers, friends. No one was safe from the storm reigning over the nations.

The rain had left me drenched, and I kept coughing on the water running up my nose and into my mouth. I felt like i was drowning in my own body, lungs filled with water, heart filled with pain. 

I could feel the burden on this boy’s shoulders as he panicked over my limp, bloodied form. I didn’t know why he was saving me, or how he even noticed my body among the dozens of others left among those battling for their lives. 

I didn’t have the strength to ask him, words absent from my mind and my tongue.

“I need to keep fighting. Where are the medics, for fucks sake,” my rescuer grumbled under his breath. Fire shot above our heads, and a girl screamed in pain behind us. I felt like I was going to pass out from not only pain but sheer fear. We were sitting there asking to be killed.

Quickly, he lifted me in his arms and ran deeper into the forest, farther away from the man with the flames. 

I tried to speak, but blood caught in my throat and had me spitting it down my neck and onto my shirt. I was at the complete disposal of this stranger.

“Kakashi!”

My teammate. His voice was unmistakable. “Is that Y/N? What- Jesus, that looks bad,” my friend exclaimed as he approached my body. Suddenly my body was being handed off, and I gasped for air, more drops of blood coming up to taste on my tongue. 

“Gai, she needs to get to a medic; she’s your teammate right?” 

“Right away, Kakashi!” He turned on his heel and prepared to push off into a jump through the trees when he paused. “You don’t even know Y/N, what made you save her?”

“I don’t know. I just knew I couldn’t let her die,” the silver haired boy, whom I know knew as the famous Kakashi, trained by the fourth Hokage himself, paused, his eyes stuck on my face for a long minute. “She deserves to live, that’s all I know.” With those being the last words out of his mouth, the boy rushed into the trees, ready to fight another battle for our village. I knew who Kakashi was from the name, but I had never formally met him. He just saved me, and I didn't know whether to feel honored that he found me worth saving or ashamed that I was so weak I couldn't defend myself.

Gai carried me to the edge of the forest where a medic tent was set up. He rocked me softly in his arms as I choked on the mere air I was breathing in, and gasped when my chest felt too heavy to support itself. He was a friend, the best friend I’ve ever had, even if he was painfully unbearable at times. 

People even asked me, time and time again, is Might Gai your soulmate? No one can stand that kid, she must be his soulmate, poor girl. That’s what they would say. But no. We were friends. And Kakashi, was Gai’s sort-of-friend, but mostly he acted as an admirer.

He had mentioned Kakashi time and time again in secret. He would call him a hero, someone so talented and majestic, you would think he was talking about a seasoned shinobi like the Hokage. He felt challenged by his skill, but grateful for his help when he was being bullied. 

I guess, you could say Kakashi Hatake was my hero now too. Such a quiet guy, yet more noble than any one of us.

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I don't normally show my soul mark, hidden away under my layers, resting on my shoulder blade. I show it to people when they ask, because it really doesn't matter if people see it or not. I know they aren't my soulmate.

I wasn’t surw who I was destined to be with. Over the years of being a shinobi, I encountered thousands of people, all of whom could have been the one, or not. I may have met them before and not known about it, but I highly doubt it. 

Kurenai told me when you meet your soulmate for the first time, it's such a distinct feeling that you can't miss it. You can't dismiss it as just a chill running through your body. As far as I can remember, I've never felt something like that: so significant that it would haunt me even today. I try not to dwell on the fact that I may never meet my soulmate, or that I've passed them by in another village or on a mission and will never see them again. 

I honestly try not to think about my soulmate at all. It's so hopeless and only brings people anxiety and paranoia. The people who go around asking to see every single person's mark are fools in my opinion.

Yes, I do think it would be nice to meet my soulmate and love them forever unconditionally, constantly having someone to hold and talk to. Yet...I can get so much shit done when I don't have to worry about some fate-forseen destiny. 

I laid in my bed, pillow over my face to drown out the sunlight and sounds of the birds chirping. I didn't have a mission today, and my team of Genin was out on a mission themselves for the next week. I had time to do absolutely nothing but sleep and relax. That is, if my fellow villagers would leave me alone for once.

But not today. I can't have one day off, can I?

"Rise and Shine, woman of the night! Half a day of youth has been wasted, my friend!" A loud bellowing voice called from outside my room. "If you don't wake up and open the door in 10 seconds, I will force the door down." Seriously…fuck Gai.

I rolled out of bed, threw on my robe lying on the floor and walked to the door. If it were anyone else, I could probably get away with staying in bed, but Gai doesn't lie when he makes threats, and I wasn't about to replace my door again.

The sun was so bright when I opened the door and peered out at my friend. eyes narrowed to avoid the sunlight. "Gai...why are you like this?" I put bluntly, stiff frown on my lips.

He frowned, shaking his head furiously. "Y/N, you are yet a single beautiful flower from the leaf village. You must not waste a single day of your youth, your prime time for action, adventure, and training," the man proclaimed, throwing his fist in the air dramatically. 

"Listen, I'm tired as all hell, but if you want me out of the house we can go get breakfast."

"Breakfast? It's past noon."

"Fine. Lunch, then." He nodded, begrudgingly. He was, as expected, disappointed that I didn't even know what time it was, and that I had skipped the most important meal of the day. I shut the door and changed into appropriate clothes, combed through my hair for a minute with my hair, and shoved some cash in my pocket for food.

We walked five blocks to sit down for ramen, and were greeted kindly by the owner and his daughter. 

"When is your next mission assigned?"

"Wednesday. Two days of peace."

"What about your team? Training?"

"On a c-rank. No kids, no responsibilities. What more could I ask for? I got 14 hours of sleep last night too."

His eyes widened, but what was he expecting? I wasn't exactly proactive when I didn't have to be, unlike his upbeat and always ready to fight lifestyle. Maybe he was right to always be prepared, since we can never know when someone will attack the village. We weren't prepared for when Orochimaru first attacked and our Hokage died, as well as hundreds of our shinobi. 

"Typical Y/N behavior. As long as you are safe from harm, I suppose it doesn't matter. Still, after this I'm running 100 laps around the village with Lee. You can join if you want."

"I'll pass this time. My calves are killing after my last mission." I sighed but felt a little calmer as my ramen was placed in front of me. I took one whiff of it and felt immensely better than before. I slouched in my seat a bit as I relaxed and practically inhaled some noodles. 

After I finished my ramen, I bid my farewell to Gai and headed back to my apartment. I guess today would be a good day to clean the mess that had been building up there for a few weeks. I went on missions so often, I just forgot to pick up in between them.

When I was walking up the stairs to my place, I noticed a particular silver haired shinobi leaning against my door, holding a small box in his hands.

“Kakashi!” I exclaimed, walking just a bit faster to get to him. He came to visit me sometimes, but it was quite rare. We usually met up in town or for a mission. “Back from your mission already?”

“Yep. Turned out to be a lot easier than we anticipated,” he replied, shifting on his feet, a movement noting nervousness. I stopped at my door, peering up at him brightly. It was always a pleasant surprise seeing him. After all, he was one of my favorite people.

I leaned on the opposite side of my door frame, my eyes shifting to the little box in his hand. “What’s that?”

“Oh, yeah. Uh, just something I found while on the mission. It’s really no big deal.”

“You were in the Land of Snow. Barely anyone goes there; of course your little trinket is a big deal!” I laughed. He also laughed, but it was painfully awkward and tense. He still seemed pretty on edge, which I just brushed off as the aftermath of a mission. “Who’s it for?”

“Yeah, about that…” he trailed off, eyes turning down to the box. “It’s actually for you.”

My whole face lit up in flames at the thought of Kakashi getting a special present for me. I watched with the internal excitement of a kid on Christmas morning, my hands shaking just a bit by my sides. My friend lifted the box, and inside was the most magnificent crystal on a metallic chain. It was white with shimmering bits of blue and silver swirling around inside. 

Carefully, I reached out and touched it with the pads of my fingertips. “Kakashi, I don’t know what to say...It’s so beautiful.” My eyes lifted to look at his single eye. It seemed I had caught him staring, and he blinked quickly to cover it up. My cheeks turned an even darker shade of pink. 

“The lady who sold it to me said that it holds a protective spirit inside. That’s probably just a cheap sales pitch, but I…” he mumbled, embarrassment creeping up his neck and ears, “Well, I thought you would like it.”

“Are you kidding? I love it. Kakashi, this is the nicest thing someone has ever bought for me. Must have cost you a fortune!” I protested as I further inspected the crystal. It was purely amazing. Truthfully, I didn’t think Kakashi had much taste either.

He shrugged. “Price doesn’t matter. What does matter is if you will wear it.”

“Of course.” Excitedly, I turned around and moved my hair out of the way of my neck. “Put it on for me, please.” I listened to him pick the chain and the clap of the box shutting and slipping into his pocket. His fingers slid against my neck, sending tiny shocks down my spine, and the cool crystal soon sat against my chest. His slim hands moved away from my skin, and I admittedly missed the feeling of his warmth on me.

As I turned, he hummed with approval. “Looks perfect on you, as I suspected.” 

“O-Oh. Well, thank you for getting it for me. Hopefully it actually works like the lady said.”

“Either way, you’ll always be safe.” He brushed off my comment coolly. “Trust me.”

I always did.

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It was late into the night, but nerves kept me up once again. All this drama with Orochimaru, Sasuke, the Akatsuki. It was overwhelming. Tsunade was assigning me missions almost every day, my joints ached from running and fighting, and my chakra felt as if it was used up for the last time; I was so tired.

The streets were quiet except for a few restaurants still open to late night diners. My footsteps echoed on the ground as I walked along, dirt kicking up around my feet with every lazy step. 

Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted him, perched on the top of a water tower. His hair still flew up despite the wind persistently pushing it down. Kakashi Hatake, my friend and comrade. As always he looked almost majestic, especially in this moonlight. For some reason, I felt the urge to jump up there and be with him, a push towards the shinobi.

Silently, I bounced between buildings to get to where he was, talking up to where he sat. His nin-kin turned to me and nodded in greeting. 

“Sup, Y/N,” Pakkun said in his strangely deep voice for such a tiny dog. Sitting down beside the man, my eyes trailed over to where he was looking out all this time. Pain shot through my body at the sight of the memorial stone, glimmering in the darkness. 

I think every shinobi had their fair share of memories associated with the stone, whether it be family or friends. I sighed, my gaze shifting to the moon above us. 

Some things were just too painful to dwell on.

“Y/N.”

“Hey, Kakashi,” I began, rubbing over my knuckles with my thumb. “I was just on a walk, and it looked like you could use some company.”

“Yeah, guess you’re right.” Pakkun rolled his eyes, but said nothing. After all, he knew his master could use all the human compassion he could find. “Been a tough night.”

I leaned forward a bit, swinging my legs off the edge of the water tower. It made me dizzy being this high up and looking down, but I enjoyed the rush it sent through my blood. My head tilted toward him, and I sighed. “Agreed. Too much to think about, huh?”

“Yep.”

“What’s on your mind then?”

“Currently?” His laugh was bitter as he said that word, shaking his head. His frustration rolled off his body in waves. “My student is a rogue ninja and my other students are going to get killed trying to find him.”

I nodded solemnly. My own squad was actually quite boring. They had talent, but not the same attachments or motivation as Kakashi’s students. His children fought with their all every single battle, always striving to be better than they were the day before. Hell, Sasuke went with a criminal to achieve his goals. I felt sorry for the guy. His kids weren’t normal.

“Naruto won’t give up, huh. Can’t see that happening, I gotta admit.”

“I was the one who taught them the importance of teamwork and bonds between them, but god dammit if I’m not worried about them,” he cursed. “I know they have the capability to defend themselves. Naruto and Sasuke are coming to the point where they could even surpass me, yet I feel obligated to protect him.”

Humming in agreement, I replied, “As you should. What kind of leader would you be if you just left them to be reckless?”

“I just...The thought of losing anyone else is…” His words trailed off, eyes trained on the memorial stone again. 

Tears pricked my eyes. My parents died in the war. I had been injured early on so I wasn’t there to see them die. I only heard about their deaths when the battle ended and their mutilated bodies were found among thousands of others. I didn’t know pain like this man, but I could understand death just like anyone else. Even the happiest people, like Gai, have struggled with loss more times than he would like to count.

Tentatively, my arm went to rest over his shoulders. He didn’t move away from my touch, leaning into my side just slightly. I almost didn’t notice the weight. This man needed touch and affection now more than ever. He was battling a war inside himself as another brewed around him every day. 

“I know, Kakashi.”

He kept silent. Pakkun sat in his lap calmly, his eyes shutting as he sunk deeper into thought. 

“Sometimes, I worry I’ll forget the faces of my parents who died during that battle. I-I can’t remember what color eyes my mom had, and sometimes I forget my dad had freckles or that one of his ears was just a little longer than the other. I know one day I won’t remember at all, and all my pictures burned in the wreckage…” I confided in the masked ninja, and he let out a long breath. “That’s the worst part for me.”

“I’m sorry, Y/N.”

“It’s okay. I always remind myself that while I forget their faces, I will never forget how they made me feel. How happy I was when my father applauded me at graduation, and how my mother made me the best meals I’ve ever had. In that way, they are always with me.”

His situation ran deeper, I knew that. He killed his friend Rin, and he was forced to watch as his other teammate died being crushed by a boulder. He harboured the boy’s eye every day, acting as a constant reminder that he could only take when he should have saved him. Survivor’s guilt is written on his heart.

As I squeezed his shoulder just a bit tighter to my body, I added, “You owe it to your friends and family to keep living life to the fullest. Just like my parents, your loved ones live through you now.”

He sat calmly for a second, pondering on what I said. I stared out at Konoha, a small smile on my face. The death would always haunt me, but there were always positives, always something to drag a person out of a dark time. With effort, his guilt would lessen. I doubt it would happen that way, Kakashi being too stubborn to forgive himself, but the least we could do is try.

“You’re a good friend, y’know.”

“I’ll always be here for you, Kakashi. Always.”

“Thank you, Y/N.”

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The mission was turning out to be a big failure. Y/N had wasted away at her reserve of chakra, and Kakashi wasn’t fairing too much better. They would have been sent with more shinobi back up but Tsunade was running short on available ninja, not even a genin to help them. There was so much going on, and this fight was more chaotic than most.

A few hours before, Y/N and Kakashi noticed that enemy shinobi started following them, but from such a distance that it would be better to keep going for as long as they could to regain strength before engaging in combat. Only, they didn’t realize that there were enemies waiting for them as well. It seemed they walked right into a clever trap.

They weren’t prepared. Even the famous Kakashi was worn out from the strain of the mission earlier that day. Constantly, it seemed, they were being attacked. 

Regardless, they tried to put up the best fight they could. 

But it was futile.

After just 20 minutes of fighting, Y/N was at wits end. She had used up a big portion of her chakra an hour earlier to heal a villager. Her legs ached from running for hours, and her head spun with a migraine from head damage.  Before anyone could react, an already weakened kunoichi fell to the ground, half a dozen kunai sticking from her back from a sneak attack in the trees. Her shirt soaked up the blood oozing from her broken skin, and she barely had enough energy to cry out before her face hit the dirt hard. Just as Kakashi turned away from the enemy to see what had happened, one of the kunai, which was tagged, detonated.

Dust flew up in clouds around her as the flames went down. Her clothes were practically seared to the seams, and the awful smell of burnt flesh wafted into the forest around them. 

“Y/N!” Kakashi yelled at the sight of her body. “Shit, shit, shit.”

He pressed his hand to the ground and screamed for his summons to come and help him. Anyone that could protect Y/N while he finished this fight alone. His ninken appeared, and immediately they knew what to do. A few of them went to attack the person who was targeting Y/N, leaving the criminal merciless to their vicious nature, meanwhile the rest, including Pakkun ran over to her body, sizzling on the ground with smoke rising from the fabric of her shirt. 

With some  assistance now in place, Kakashi used the last bit of his chakra to take down the man in front of him, as well as the two to his right and left. Three shinobi down, as well as the one his ninken took down a few seconds ago. 

As he took a few breaths, trying to compose himself enough to think clearly, he caught sight of Y/N’s unmoving body, despite the efforts the dogs took to wake her up, to get her to simply twitch to show she was still alive. 

Nothing. 

His heart began to race with fear. This scene, it was all too familiar. His friends who had died before him, their broken and ruined bodies lying before him to only stare at. He felt helpless. Like years ago, she was near death and he desperately needed to keep her alive. The need inside of him was so strong he couldn’t think of anything else.

Kakashi fell to his knees next to her, quickly moving to yank the kunai from her back and toss them to the side. blood seeped into her blackened clothes and onto the grass below her. 

His hands hovered over her form anxiously, not knowing what to do next. He wasn’t a healer. She was the one with the medical ninjutsu up her sleeve. Pakkun noticed his frantic eyes, the way he held his breath as if time had stopped. 

“Not my Y/N. Not to her, please, Kami, please,” he begged.

“She’s breathing, Kakashi,” the dog assured, placing his paw onto his master’s arm. “The medcine, Kakashi, she needs the Hokage’s medicine.”

His brain took a moment to think, and soon after he rummaged through the remnants of Y/N’s side bag, searching for the salve Tsunade had given them as they left. “Fuck, why did this have to happen?” Harsh words cursed out under his breath as he cut through the fabric with a kunai to get a full look at the wounds on her back. Soot covered her skin, so he wiped them off the best he could.

One dark spot remained. Under her shoulder blade.

Maybe he should have moved faster, forgot about the black mark on her back, but he couldn’t help but rub away the rest of the dust and dirt to take a closer look. He’d never seen her soul mark. She’d never seen his. They were in places unseen by the casual eye. 

And after 20 years of not knowing, they matched. His soulmate. She was right in front of him this entire time. He always felt different toward the woman, in the kind of way they only talk about in romance novels. He never anticipated even meeting his soulmate, but knowing her for 20 years, loving her for this long...it felt surreal.

He pushed down his mask, touching the mark on his chin faintly. Pakkun eyed his master’s mark for a moment before turning to the girl’s. “Kakashi…”

“Shit, forget about that. Let’s just make sure she lives.”

He rubbed the salve onto her wounds, and her body started to shake. The wounds slowly closed, only leaving streaks of blood and dust on her skin. As he turned her body over, he noticed blood dripping from her forehead and wiped it away, pressing a piece of her shirt to the wound to keep pressure steady. 

“She won’t wake up for a while. It’s best to take her back to the village, Kakashi.”

He wordlessly nodded, lifting her into his arms and standing up, hugging her weak form to his chest. And so he started his walk back to the hidden leaf.

His whole body felt heavy, worry building up in his heart. They were meant to be together, souls intertwined by fate. He finally found the woman who would love him endlessly. He would be happy once again.

If only it was that easy…

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After being injured on the last mission, I was allowed to take a few weeks off to recover. Apparently, my wounds could have been fatal if not for the salve Tsunade gave us as it contained an antidote to their poisonous weapons. Kakashi did a good job, the nurses told me when I woke up in the crowded hospital room. They told me he saved my life.

“He was so worried about you, Y/N. He ran all the way here from the Land of Fire just to make sure you were okay.”

“Yeah, he was just about ready to cry when he handed you off to us,” the nurse told me, a small smile on her face. “He really cares about you, Miss Y/N.”

The nurses told me a lot of things while I was being healed. They loved to talk, and Kakashi was a man of much interest apparently. Even though I was in pain, they made it somewhat bearable to sit in the hospital for three days. 

Every week, I would go back for a follow up, just to make sure the poison hadn’t reemerged. My last appointment just happened to be with the Hokage herself, her expertise above all others. I worried something might be wrong, as my injuries seemed to be getting better, but needing the Hokage to perform an exam must mean something is wrong. Honestly, I was anxious. 

I settled onto the patient’s bench as the powerful woman walked into the room.

“Y/N. How are you feeling?”

“Pretty good. No pain anymore.”

“Alright, well, I’ll listen to your vitals, check your blood stream and chakra flow, and hopefully you’ll be out of here in no time,” she told me, doing as she said she would. I laid on the bench and let her medical chakra flow through me, searching for abnormalities. 

After that, I sat up for her to check on my back, which was just about finished healing and scaring. Every shinobi has scars, and thankfully these are hidden under my shirt at all times. Big red welts sat there for a week to the point where it hurt to even wear a shirt because the fabric rubbed against them.

She lifted my shirt, her cold finger running along the healing wounds. Suddenly, her fingers stopped, right under my shoulder. 

“Well, that’s quite...shocking.”

 “Something wrong?” I piped up, peeking at her from over my shoulder. Her eyes were trained onto my back, eyes widened.

“No, it’s not a problem,” she lowered my shirt, and patted her hands together. “Good news is that you’re completely fine, no complications.”

“Bad news?”

“More good news, I suppose,” the woman told me, her lips quirking into a half grin. “Your necklace is gorgeous. I haven’t been able to keep my eyes off it since you started wearing it, to be honest. Sakura told me Kakashi gave it to you.” She sighed, touching the crystal hanging close to my heart. 

With a smile, I nodded, eyeing the stone myself. “It’s one of my most prized possessions,” I gushed, heat returning to my cheeks as I thought about receiving the gift.

“Then I have some great news for you.” She let go of my necklace and stepped back a bit, crossing her arms under her breasts. “You and your beloved have the same soulmark. It seems Kakashi is your soulmate.”

My heart stopped beating in my chest for a second. Wide eyes met her neutral ones, and I opened my mouth to say something, but she beat me to it. “I’ve healed Kakashi time and time again, so I know his mark. It’s under his mask, so you would never get the chance to see it. Yet, it matches yours perfectly. Congratulations.”

“Lady Hokage, I-I...Thank you for telling me! This is all I’ve been wishing for for years. Meeting my soulmate, I’ve only ever thought about it in my dreams. I-I can’t believe it.”

“I’m happy for you, Y/N. You and Kakashi will have a mission in 2 days, I suggest you tell him sometime then, when you have time together,” she advised. I nodded gratefully.

She bid me a goodbye and shut the door as she left. My heart was still in overdrive as I processed what she had just told me.

I would just have to wait a few days and then I could tell him everything. It would be the best day of my life.

[yumenosakiimagines]

Mémoire Antique

Authors note: Ahhhh Im so nervous about posting this! I re-read Human Comedy last night and I was really inspired for some reason, but I still struggle to create for myself, so I don’t think it’s as good as it could’ve been. It’s an angsty Shu x producer! reader drabble that got a bit lengthy XD As a lil warning, this does contain some spoilers to Valkyrie’s current situation so be aware of that when reading! They’re not a 100% accurate though lol. As always, please do let me know your thoughts!

It felt like my heart was about to jump out of my chest as I stared at the computer screen, looking past the little blue icon to check my reflection for the millionth time in the span of five minutes. Mika, sitting next to me in the small living room of the apartment he had recently just rented, let out a little chuckle.

“You look pretty as always, (y/n)-nee. Don’t worry about it.”

I was about to object to that when finally, after what felt like an eternity, Shu’s face appeared on the screen. He looked slightly confused, he was never good with technology after all; he was terrible at using his smartphone even, no matter how many times Mika-chin, Kiryuu-san or even myself tried teaching him. It was sort of charming, in his own weird way. How could such a capable and refined man be so bad at something so trivial?

“Oshi-san!” Mika exclaimed excitedly, eyes sparkling like a little kid. It was our first time calling him since he’d left for Paris, and just hearing Itsuki’s voice was enough for me to feel like crying. After producing for Valkyrie for a whole year, the summer spent without him had been one of the loneliest of my life. It had been hard for Mika as well; hell, he surely had it harder than myself. Starting with the new school year, he’d carry the weight of Shu’s legacy on his slim shoulders. From that moment on, it’d be his turn to nurture Valkyrie with all of his might, and my support as a back up. Shu had entrusted me with that; I’d have to watch over Mika, encouraging him to keep going, lending him my shoulder to rest if he was tired, helping him up if he fell. Without Itsuki there with us, who was supposed to do that for me, though? I didn’t know.

My relationship with Shu was… far from the typical idol/ producer bond. I never thought too deep into it, but in retrospective, we could’ve easily passed as lovers. It was never official, and we never put a label on whatever that was, but the kisses we shared quietly before performances, the words of encouragement murmured as we dried each other’s tears, or the way we’d hold each other in the solitude of the handicrafts club room after hours were undeniable.

“Kagehira, why don’t you bring (l/n) something to drink?”

“E-eh? Right now?”

“No, next week. Right now, of course.”

I nodded at Mika’s questioning look, and he was soon out through the door.

“You still can’t call me by my name in front of him.” I smiled, looking directly at him for the first time. Ah, it made my chest hurt. He looked nothing short of stunning, as usual. Even if I couldn’t say it out loud, my whole body, heart and soul ached for him.

His eyes looked softer, kinder than ever as he smiled back at me. It was a small and gentle smile that made him look like some sort of angel. But most importantly, he seemed happy.

“I’ve missed you, (y/n).” His voice was merely a murmur.

“I’ve missed you too, Shu. Are you having fun in Paris?”

“I am. It’s like the whole city breathes art. I can’t wait for Kagehira and you to see-”

He cut himself midsentence, clenching his jaw when he noticed his mistake. Ah, that’s right, for us mere mortals, Heaven was not a given.

“I’m sorry.”

“There’s nothing for you to be sorry about, Shu. We’ll see each other again sooner or later.” I tried to assure him, but my voice ended up cracking halfway through.

“Don’t let Kagehira see you cry.” In typical Shu fashion, it sounded almost like an order when he said it, even though I knew it was just his awkward attempt at comforting me. I hummed to acknowledge his words, unsure of how my voice would come out. I knew it pained him to see me in such estate, and in the back of my mind, I felt incredibly guilty.

“H-how am I supposed to fill the hole you left behind, Shu? I can’t even hold a candle to you.” “Don’t say such foolish things. You’ve always been much more fitting for that role than me. You’re more of a human than I am. I spent so many years acting like the master of puppets when I’m nothing more than an empty shell… But I’m here to change that. And maybe when I find myself… we’ll be able to make an ‘us’.”

The tears that had been threatening to spill since Mika left overflowed my eyes and it was like a dam had burst. They kept coming despite my efforts to wipe them off my cheeks, seemingly never-ending. The thought of a formal relationship with Shu was both exciting and terrifying. “I don’t know what to do without you here. I feel so lost.” I confessed.

“I know how you feel. Missing each other, longing for each other’s warmth is not wrong. Don’t let it consume you; consume it instead and use it as fuel to create. Create beautiful works of art and help those who feel like you.”

“I’m sorry, I promised I wouldn’t cry but…” “Sorry it took so long! I still don’t really have anything on my fridge so I had to run to the convenience store.” Mika barged through the door, panting lightly with a grocery bag on his hands, shoes still on and all. “Eh? (Y/n)-nee? Are you crying?” “I’m just really happy, that’s it.” I did my best effort to smile. Well, it wasn’t completely a lie.

“Tch, your hair is a mess. Carry yourself with more dignity, Kagehira!”

“E-eek! Yes, Oshi-san!” Mika squealed, a faint blush tinting his pale cheeks. I was sure he was happy though, since he was suddenly reminded of happier days.

We chatted the afternoon away, talking until the golden rays of sunset started leaking through the blinds. If I closed my eyes, it almost felt like I had gone back in time to the months we’d spent together, to the peaceful afternoons in the atelier, the happiest moments of my youth. Part of me wished to stay in that frame, eternally frozen in a happy memory, almost like a painting. But, as Shu would say, conformity is an artist’s worst enemy, so I’d have to move forward. I’d have to learn, grow and cultivate myself to reach him. Someday, I’d stand next to him again, as an equal, and maybe even a partner this time. And he’d be waiting for me until then.

[danni-chuu]

The 7 brothers with a 10 year-old lilith (+ side characters & mc)

This is an hc is inspired by the chapter 14 flashback, so the gist of this Hc is what if lilith gets turned into a 10 year old child try as diavolos way to save her. This is gonna be a really long post so strap in~❤️.

This hc post is made with the help of my friend, @heeminchan, thankiez.

General info about 10 year old lilith:

She has no recollection or memories about the celestial war or being an angel at all.

The post might say 10 years old but she's probably already pass the 1000+ mark, but still is and acts like a child.

She looks like ruri chan ( for reference here)

So without further babbling, lez go❤️

Lucifer

" if you behave I'll give you a princess poison apple and play with you "

Lucifer being the eldest takes it upon himself to be a father like figure to her. In front of the others, he makes sure to keep a strict front but in private, he's alot more softer on her.

Lucifer's room has a toy chest for her since she likes spending time and playing in his room. And being the child that she is, she even dresses up the skeleton in his room. If he's not busy, he would play with her, simple playing house and all.

One time while lucifer was doing paper work,lilith wanted to help him . So to keep lilith busy, he handed her a bunch of void documents and told her to sign them. In the end she got bored and decided to draw her with her 7 older brothers. Which luci decided to frame and put up at the entrance hall.

If lilith gets into trouble, luci doesn't shy away from punishment. But rather than stringing someone upside down and leaving them like that for 100 years, he would just ground lilith and take away her toys. (Buuuuut her other brothers would just sneak some of her toys to her room, especially beel and belphie)

Mammon

" heh you should be greatful you're brothers with the GREAT mammon, shortie! Huh?! w-wait dont cry! "

Mammon loves teasing lilith. Be it calling her a pipspeak, shortie, cry baby, etc. He's said them all, buuuuut he always takes it back because lilith might tell lucifer and he gets punished AG A I N.

Lilith as much as possible doesn't leave any of her things in mammon's room, because her other brothers warn her that he's going to sell them away.

One time mammon stole something from lucifer (probably something to profit from), and lilith was in lucifers room because she was playing hide and seek with beel. Seeing mammon stealing, she gets out of her hiding spot and tells mammon that she will rat him out to her big brother lucifer.mammon taking non of this shitz says he'll do whatever she wants. By the end of the day, lilith gets a new plushie and mammon still got ratted out because how can she lie to her big brother lucifer?

Mammon does try to get her involved in his schemes sometimes. Making her ask money from her other brothers and other more shenanigans, but when he's feeling it he will in fact spoil her with little treats such as candy.

Leviathan

" wooah you look so much like ruri-chan! Can you sing too?"

Levi is still as much of a shut- in, having a younger sibling that he can teach TSL or play games with is his dream come true. Lilith goes to his room to watch anime (for her its cartoons but dont tell levi because he will be very triggered) with him and play video games.

If lilith does go to levi's room , he's always watching out just in case she ends up using his precious figurines as dolls or touching his precious merch. Sometimes( most of the time) when he's too busy playing his games, lilith will just talk to henry 2.0 and feed him.

Levi is a mega ultra super duper (insert more hyperbolic words) fan of ruri-chan, so during lilith's birthday..he gave her a ruri-chan costume (the other brothers already knew where this was heading but they couldn't stop it since lilith liked the cute clothes). She wore them and levi literally freaked because she looked just like her! He posted a picture of her on devilgram and the pic got a decent amount of likes.

The only time that lilith gets in trouble with levi is her staying with him past her bed time, she gets pouty about it but in the end she still gets taken to bed by her big brother lucifer.

Satan

"i can read you a story or we can play tea time, what do you prefer? "

Satan acts alot like a tutor to lilith, he teaches her about manners, reading and writing, and many other things. Satan loves teaching lilith especially when he sees her trying to pronounce big words, which he finds adorable.

Satan for the most part wants lilith to stay out of his room because there are too many dangerous books around. But he would rather play with her in her room instead, either reading a children's bed time book before going to bed or playing tea time with her. They both share a love for pets and animals, so in his free time, he will take her to a kitty cafe where she can play with the lil furballs.

Satan was regulary teaching lilith about different animals, until they got to the cat. Lilith became so intrigued by cats that satan spent a good 30 minutes to an hour of answering her questions about cats. One day, he saw lilith crying by the stairs. He quickly went over and asked her what's wrong, only to find out that she asked lucifer if they can adopt a cat wherein lucifer completely dismisses the idea. Knowing that Lucifer's mind wont change, the next day satan surprises lilith with a black cat plushie with a red bow tie thats as tall (or alitte bit smaller) than her. Until this day, the cat plushie satan gave her is her favourite. She is never seen without it, and she even gave it a name, mr. Momo.

The only time that lilith ever gets in trouble is if she joins in on satan's pranks on lucifer. But most of the time she's let off the hook if they're harmless ones.

Asmodeus

" waahh~ lilith's so adorable, but not as adorable as me"

To lilith, asmo is the closest thing to a sister she can have. Being the only girl in the house( before mc, if mc is a girl ), asmo likes to doll her up and make her his little dress up doll. He often buys clothes for her because he just LOVES making her pretty.

She doesn't spend as much time in asmo's room because there isn't much to do there, but when asmo calls her in after a shopping trip. She already knows he's going to make her pretty as a peach!

It was lilith's birthday and Asmo wanted to dress her up for the occasion! Hair? Check! Make up? Check! Clothes? Check! She was looking as pretty as ever (but not as pretty as him). After dolling her up , lilith went to her other brothers to show Amos work. All of them asked if a child should be wearing that much make up, but asmo tells lilith to shrug them off because they can't appreciate beauty even if it hits them in the face!

The one thing that gets lilith in trouble is lucifer seeing her being dressed by asmo , wearing clothes not fit for a 10 year old girl. Seriously, devilgram level make up on a kid is not appropriate (well in lucifer and some of the other brothers point of view)

Beezlebub

" the eggs taste like plastic..huh? I'm not supposed to eat them? Sorry, they looked too realistic"

Beel is very close with lilith. He spends most of his time watching over her or bringing her to his favourite food joints to eat. Since beel is so big, she loves it when he carries her around, either on his shoulders or just being carried in general. Beel wants to protect lilith at all times, so if sorcerers or witches want to summon lilith, he comes along to watch over her still.

if its not Lucifer's room, lilith's next stop is always the twin's room. She goes in and jumps on either of the beds and having her toys there as well she can already entertain herself. When beel is there to play with her, she likes to play chef and make him food using her plastic kitchen toy set( though some pieces are missing since beel keeps forgetting that its plastic). If she doesn't want to play with her toys, she tries to tickle fight beel and always wins.

Beel was in his room eating a box of cupcakes until lilith barges in and sees him eating cupcakes, she pouts at beel asking why he didn't tell her that he had cupcakes. Beel, being beel just says to her, " they're my cupcakes". She pouts even more and says that she wants a cupcake as well. Beel couldn't resist and splits the cupcake, giving the other half to her. After finishing the cupcake, he promises to buy her a box aswell next time.

Lilith having a sweet tooth herself will often look in the fridge for sweets. She sometimes ends up eating beels food(custard), and hides the evidence. Beel rampages again and breaks the kitchen. Lucifer then lines all of them up and ask who ate the custard, and all of them immediately suspect mammon. But being a good girl, lilith admits her mistake and apologizes to beel, who calms down and says ," you could have left me some..".

Belphegor

" how about later...? Im still too sleepy to teach you..."

Belphie, same with beel, is pretty close with lilith. If he isn't cuddling her as his favourite cuddle buddy, he's teaching her how to dance ballet(Based it off his dancing sprite). Lilith spends most of her afternoon napping with belphie.

Besides playing with beel , lilith also loves playig around with belphie. She makes it an everyday challenge for herself to wake him up in the most creative ways. It can be things such as ice,drawing on his face, tickles, etc. When belphie is too lazy to stand up from bed( which is often), she just plays with his hair and does whatever she wants with it. When he finally does stand up, he teaches lilith some ballet. While she's even wearing her full ballet attire, with tutu included.

It was the middle of the night and lilith had a nightmare, she wanted to go to her big brother lucifer, but it was already late and she might be disturbing him. But then she remembered that mid nights is when his big brother belphie is awake, so she goes over to him with mr.momo. belphie is alittle confused since its way past her bedtime so he asked her whats wrong. She climbs up his bed and hugs him, after calming down she tells belphie that she had a nightmare. Belphie was well acquainted with nightmares, so he knew exactly what to do. They went to the kitchen and both had a cup of warm milk. Going back to his room, he cuddled up with lilith and made sure she had a good nights sleep.

Lilith ends up over sleeping and gets very cranky if she gets rudely awakened.the others find it very adorable.

Mc

"...." * Huwgs*

So this depends on the mc's personality but lets start from the beginning. After being sent to the devildom and having the basic run down of what is to come, mammon takes you to the house of lamentations. The first thing you notice once the door opens, is toys scattered all around the entrance hall. Not only toys, but you see a height lines at one of the door frames. Mammon gets more annoyed because he stepped on one of the toys and he shouts out," lilith!". A small girl carrying a black cat plushie almost her size comes down the stairs. Mammon scolds her for leaving her toys out like that and he introduces you to their 8th sibling, lilith. Lilith immediately hugs you (no matter the gender), because it's been a while since she's seen a human. And you become her instant play mate.

The mc's room already has a toy chest, filled with lilith's favourite toys. She likes to play around with the mc and actually gets quite attached to them.

Lilith gets so comfortable around the mc that she ask permission from her big brother luci if she can make a pact with the mc. Of course, lucifer is skeptical but he allows it because of liliths enthusiasm.

Diavolo

" ah lilith , I didn't think you would be accompanying lucifer today. "

Dia acts alot like the rich uncle that only comes back during the holidays to give out presents. Lilith rarely gets to see diavolo because most of the time it's only lucifer that gets to see him. But, when lucifer does come back he often gives lilith sweets that barbatos made by diavolo's order.

On the rare occasions that lucifer brings lilith along with him, she acts very reserved and shows off the manners lessons that satan has been teaching her.

On one evening, lucifer brings lilith along to dinner with diavolo. While eating, diavolo jokes around saying that lucifer should just stay in the castle with him. Suddenly, lilith bumps in and protests against the idea, " no big brother luci's staying with us". She hugs as much of lucifers arm that she can, giving diavolo her most pouty and "menacing face". Dia loves seeing how much she cares for her brother, while lucifer is trying his best to hide his embarrassment.

Luke

" ahhhhh! Im not a child! I dont want to play with a demon!"

When lilith first saw luke, her mind immediately said," playmate! ". Though luke always complains about being treated like a child because he's short, he tries to bare it because simeon convinced him to play with lilith.

When in the purgatory hall, she brings along mr.momo and some other toys. luke sometimes pretend he isn't there so he doesn't have to play with lilith, but once he hears a sniffle of her almost crying. He couldn't help but open the door for her and play.

Upon first meeting luke, the key difference in height was..still... apparent. Somehow, lilith is still a few inches taller than luke. Being the giddy child she is, she tells her brothers about it and they all start laughing their lungs out. And when luke finally got wind of it, he was so flustered and embarrassed, he almost refused to leave his room.

Solomon

" why not make a pact with me?"

All her brothers warn her about solomon and to stay as far away from him as possible, she rarely gets to interact with him. But most of the times they do meet, he often ask her to make a pact with him. She always replies to him, " i have to ask big brother luci's permission first". Solomon just smiles and pats her head.

Huhu not much i can say about him since im sure the brothers distance lilith from solomon as much as possible.

And that concludes this very very long post , hope you guys enjoyed it❤️❤️❤️

[ichirostitties]

hi welcome back!! i missed you and your writing ;0; if its not too much to ask , can i request jyushi pining/having a huge crush on someone thats a few years older than him?

WHAT THAT’S SO CUTE TYSM 🥺 yes ofc u can! jyushi is 100% babey he’s soo cute

Jyushi pining HCs

-pls help him. jyushi has never felt like this for someone before and he is a DISASTER he has no clue what to do

-he’s not very confident in himself like..at all, so there’s a good chance he’d find it hard to talk to you at all, especially considering the age gap

-despite the two of you being friends, he was sO nervous around you he basically stuttered through every word. It wasn’t so bad when you were with other people, but when you two were alone?? oh boy

-he’d always kind of had this crush on you ever since you met him a few months back, but recently he’d realised the intensity of his feelings for you. he has no idea how to handle this. he considered telling kuko, but..that probably wouldn’t end well considering he didn’t think kuko was the type of person to be very good at this stuff either, but he’d probably end up asking hitoya for help

-he tries to act more mature around you. that means no more crying or whining!! you haven’t seen him shed a single tear in ages and you think that’s a little strange, but nowhere near as strange as the way he seems to choke up whenever you two are alone

-jyushi probably cries into amanda at night, blubbering about how he just wants to hold your hand so bad omg pls spare this babey,,

-sometimes he has to hold himself back because he wants to be held by you so bad!! you’re so comforting and kind to him, and he’s just some big crybaby with no self-confidence (THIS POOR CHILD SOMEONE HELP HIM). how is there any chance that you’d return his feelings? he doesn’t believe there are any, so he resigns himself to longing looks and sighing every time he heads home knowing another day has gone by where he can’t hold your hand

-kuko actually notices but decides not to say anything (for once he keeps his mouth shut lol i love kuko he’s so chaotic) because he wants jyushi to do something for himself!! but he’s cheering him on from the sidelines

-you notice something’s up with him. of course you do; he’s always been quite emotional and nervous, but you had never seen him this stressed over anything (his lack of tears is so obviously an act to you, but your’re more worried than anything), so you decide to just cut to the chase and ask him what’s bothering him

-one day after mucking around during bad ass temple’s training (and watching jyushi get many beatings from mr kuko harai), you join him on his walk home after and ask him if anything in particular has been plaguing his mind recently

-jyushi has a heart attack out of sheer nerves and shock and has to be rushed to the hospital that’s it that’s the end

-ok just joshin. he turns bright red and feels his heart rate increase tenfold. he gulps and stutters that nothing’s wrong, why would anything be wrong?? but tears are already forming in his eyes

-worried you’ve made him upset, you quickly apologise and move to wipe the tears from his eyes with your sleeve, but jyushi completely freezes up and ends up spilling more tears

-he can’t hold it in anymore!! he sobs out a very tear-filled confession of which you only understand half, but hearing words that sound like “really” and “like you” makes something click in your head

-you shush him and gently brush his bangs out of the way of his forehead, leaving a soft kiss there and pulling away before giving him a small, shy smile

-jyushi is shocked out of his sobs and straight into silence as you say that you think he’s really sweet, how did he work himself up over this so much? and you take his hand in yours and squeeze it, easing all his doubts when you ask him why you’d be hanging around him so much if you didn’t like him? 

-jyushi breathes out a huge sigh of relief, then feels tears welling up in his eyes again from how happy he is that you like him too and starts blubbering again about how happy he is because he thought he was too immature for someone older and cooler like you

-you let out an exasperated sigh but continue smiling nonetheless, pulling jyushi into a hug and assuring him that you like him despite his flaws, and that you kind of appreciate how true he is to himself, and find it very endearing even when he switches to Other Jyushi mode (that’s what im calling it. Jyushi 2)

-anyways u guys start dating and make it work and the slight age gap turns out to be a problem entirely created in jyushi’s anxious and scared mind! but this was supposed to be just pining then i got carried away but whatevrrfghghjshg pls love jyushi aimono he deserves everything good in life!!!!!!

[iximaz]

Running thoughts on The Mandalorian Episode 8

This episode summed up in one word: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA???!!!

I’m only gonna say it once: MASSIVE spoilers beyond the break!

THEY PUT BABY YODA IN THE BAG ASDFGHJKL; YOU MONSTERS aw cute point of view shot from inside the bag but also HOW DARE YOU

DID YOU JUST SERIOUSLY HIT MY BABY 

did you seriously do it TWICE

Okay these two troopers have big Taika energy and as much as I already hate them I’m laughing my ass off

These two trying some target practice to pass the time can’t shoot for shit and I’m living for it

That other trooper be like

Okay it’s not just me who heard that trooper say “Oh my god”, right??

You go Baby Yoda, you bite that mean trooper WHO JUST FUCKING PUNCHED YOU WHAT IS WRONG WITH THEM I HOPE THEY DIE

oh my god IG you better show them what’s what

Breaking that fucker’s arm after he hit Baby Yoda yesssssss

IG is an icon and i love him

“The Mandalorians have a covert down in the sewers” oh that’s neat so that’s where it was

“If we can get down there, they can help us escape” uhhh Dyn how long has it been since they said they’d have to relocate buddy

Oh the troopers are getting out a big gun thing this is fine they’ll just miss with it anyway

...What the hell kind of sewer has access inside a bar lounge?

can we just get more footage of cara with her big gun being sexy and stuff please

SHE’S FROM ALDERAAN HOLY SHIT WHAT

HE KNOWS THEIR NAMES OH SHIT

!!!!! SPELLING CONFIRMED IT’S DIN DJARIN MY MAN I NEED TO GO EDIT MY FANFIC NOW BUT AAAAAAAA

“Night of a Thousand Tears” is this just me or does this just sorta feel like Kristallnacht like seriously yikes and also oof

Ughhhhh I hate Moff Gideon so good job writers on that I absolutely loathe your villain well done

“Mandalorian isn’t a race.” “It’s a Creed.” FUCKIN YES THANK YOU THIS IS SOMETHING FANS WON’T SHUT UP ABOUT

baby din is so precious and i wanna feed him cookies and tell him it’s gonna be okay send help please

ARE THOSE DEATH WATCH MANDOS OH MY GODDDDDDD

Baby Din being carried away via jetpack my heart

Oh man so the Purge would have happened semi-recently which means Din’s clan are a more orthodox version of the Way that’s neat aw shit Imma have to tweak my fic again aren’t I

Baby Yoda and IG-11 on the bike together are just stunning

“I am fulfilling my base function. ... To nurse and protect.” YOU GO NURSE DROID IG

Greef downing shots thinking he’s gonna die is honestly such a mood

hnggg yess more of Cara being sexy AF

MOFF JUST BLEW UP MY HUSBAND HOW DARE YOU

Cara yes RESCUE HIM PLEASE

“If you go near this child, I will have no choice but to kill you.” ME TOO

Oh shit oh shit that’s chunky blood

Not good not good not good

Din baby please you can’t die this is your show

oh god is he gonna need to take the helmet off

oh no he’d rather die than take it off

he wants cara to protect his baby send help

“the foundling” BABY YODA IS CONFIRMED HIS SON NOW AAA

BABY YODA REDIRECTING THE FIREBALL YOU’RE DOING AMAZING SWEETIE

Din asking IG to kill him nooo ;-;

The episode’s only half over and I still haven’t seen some of the trailer shots how’re they getting out of this

oh

oh m

my god

“No living thing has s-seen me without m-my helmet since I s-swore the C-Creed—” Din stoppit stop stuttering and dying you’re breaking my heart

Oh no is this gonna make him stop hating droids so much is this a loophole is this not can he not be Mandalorian is he g

oh my g

Din baby look at what they’ve done to you

(internally: oh my god he’s hot this is not fair imma die send help my ovaries am become explode)

HE’S SO EXPRESSIVE WITHOUT THE HELMET

his reaction to IG’s attempt to make a joke like my god aaaaaaa

I’m just gonna go cry seeing all the helmets and armor piled up here if we’re gonna continue the Jews parallel this is like all the shoes you see at Holocaust museums and I bet this was 100% intentional

Din just slowly falling to his knees seeing it :(

Oh thank fuck the Armorer is actually alive and the preview scene wasn’t from a flashback!

She knows about the Jedi~~~

Din: “So you mean this thing is my baby now?” Armorer: “Bitch haven’t you been watching the entire show”

For real this brings my heart so much fucking joy I can’t even

“You are a clan of two.” ASDFGHJKL; AAAA

HE GOT THE MUDHORN AS HIS SIGNET AFTER ALL

“Have you trained in the Rising Phoenix?” JETPACK?

“When I was a boy, yes.”

JETPACK!!!!!!

BABY DIN LEARNING HOW TO USE A JETPACK ART NOW PLEASE AAA

Also okay so like he says nobody’s said his name since he was a kid but apparently the entire clan knows it? What? Did I miss something? Guys?

Maybe he’s never heard the name from people outside the clan? Fuck it, that’s what Imma go with

Oh my god the Armorer beating the absolute hell out of those Stormtroopers I am so gay for her right now aaaaa

Cara watching Greef and Din trying to move the boat and then she just shoots the dock it’s on XD

aww the little R2 unit’s got little arms WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT THING IT’S GOT LEGS TOO??

Din: “I don’t suppose anybody here speaks droid?” IG-11: “bish u wot m8″

God the convection from this lava river’s gotta be brutal

omg fire ferrets good bois good bbs

...Literally everything about IG’s death and Din starting to overcome his hatred of droids just in time to watch his savior self-destruct to save them all hurts so hard, jesus christ

oh shit it’s the Moff in a TIE

“Come on, baby! Do the magic hand thing!” Greef you absolute icon i love u

Baby Yoda just fuckin waving back at him and cooing im ded

oh shit it’s motherfuckin JETPACK TIME

wait how’s he wearing it over the cape won’t the cape burn up

Nvm he’s got the cape slung over one shoulder now

HE FLYIN HE FLYIN HE FLYIN

aAaAaAaAaAaAaA THAT CAN’T BE GOOD FOR HIS ARMS

hahaha Moff get fuckin REKT (no way he’s dead though people climb out of worse crashes than that all the time)

Okay Din using the jetpack is way sexier than it should be can he just take me now please i thirst

Cara becoming Greef’s enforcer is just perfect and I hope we see more of these two in the next season also sweet Din is gonna find his life a lot easier now that he’s not running from the Guild

BABY YODA WANTS TO BE PICKED UP BY HIS DADDY MY HEART AAAA IT’S JUST LIKE WHEN DIN WAS SAVED AS A KID

He made Kuiil a grave im not crying ur crying

is he gonna name the baby Kuill

Baby Yoda has the pendant he gave Cara!!

HE GETS TO KEEP THE PENDANT DIN HAS ACCEPTED HE’S GOT A SON AAA

And now we pan back to the wreck where Moff is climbing out of it

or not

fuckin Jawas, man

Now Moff?

wait

oh

my

g

w

o

OH

MY GOD

IT’S

IT’S THE DARKSABER!!!!!!!!

[krizaland]

Enter the Zimvoid Chapter 9

First Chapter    Previous

Alrighty! Issue #48 just dropped and boy oh boy am I inspired! I’ve got a ton of chapters coming on the way!  With that being said, we will be heading into spoiler territory after this chapter.

This is the song I used btw

“Yay! None of you will regret this!” You squealed as you clapped your hands.

“I’m already regretting this…” Your Zim muttered under his breath.

“NO!!! WHY MUST THIS BE?!” 2k wailed as he grabbed the sides of his head.

“It’s gonna be ok, 2k. We still have our Y/Ns.” Palindrome sniffled as he pulled 2k into a gentle hug.

“Oh yeah! I totally didn’t forget! I was just…worried about alternate Y/N! Yes…That’s it!” 2k laughed nervously as he gently pulled away from the hug.

“Y/N…Why? Was one Zim just not enough for you?” Dib fell to his knees as tears trickled down his cheeks.

Just seeing you with one Zim was enough to break Dib’s heart! Now he had to compete with two more?! Dib felt like he had been stabbed in the chest. Any inkling of a chance he had with you was crushed like the west gate.

“Y/N will never love me will they?…Gah! I can’t just sit here and cry! I can deal with Y/N dating every Zim they meet later. Right now I need to focus on leaving this nightmare world! Besides, I know I’ll win over Y/N… someday!” Dib shook away his sadness and rose to his feet.

“The tide is high but I’m holding on. I’m gonna be your Number 1! I’m not the kind of Dib to give up just like that! Oh no!” Dib sang as he dusted himself off.

“It’s not the things you do that tease and hurt me bad. But it’s the way you do the things you do to me.” Dib sighed as he watched you shower Specs, 100, and your Zim with affection.

“I’m not the kind of Dib who gives up just like that! Oh no!” Dib dramatically put his hands on his hips.

“The tide is high but I’m holding on! I’m gonna be your number 1!”

Dib imagined himself facing an army of Zims.

The Zims were big, burly, and were armed to the teeth. However, Dib wasn't scared at all.

“Oh, the tide is high but I’m holding on! I’m Gonna be your number 1!” Dib sang as he pummeled each of the imaginary Zims to a pulp.

“Number 1... Number 1...” the imaginary Zims groaned weakly.

“Every Zim wants to be your man. But I’ll wait right here until it’s my turn!” Dib sang as he stood on top of the pile of defeated Zims.

It didn’t take long for Dib to notice Specs, 100, and your Zim carrying you.

“I’m not the kind of Dib who gives up just like that! Oh no!” Dib sang as he imagined himself running toward Specs, 100, and your Zim.

“The tide is high but I’m holding on! I’m gonna be your number 1!”

POW!

PAF!

PWINK!

“The tide is high but I’m holding on! I’m gonna be your number 1!” Dib sang as he defeated the last three Zims.

“Number 1...Number 1...” Specs, 100, and your Zim groaned as Dib stood on top of them.

Unfortunately when Dib defeated the last three Zims, they dropped you in the process.

“Every time I get that feeling, you give me something to believe in! Every time that I got you near me, I know the way I want it to be!” Dib sang as he ran off to catch you.

“But you know I’m gonna take my chance now! Im gonna make it happen somehow! I know I can take the pressure! A moments pain-”

PAF!

Dib gracefully caught you just before you hit the ground.

“For a lifetimes pleasure”

And with that Dib pulled you into a passionate kiss.

“Every Zim wants to be your man but just you wait until it’s my turn. I’m not the kind of Dib who gives up just like that...”

It wasn’t long before you started to slowly morph into a large rock.

Dibs eyes popped open and he let out an embarrassed yelp. He jumped away from the rock and  wiped the sweat off his big forehead.

“Dib. He’s always so dramatic.” 2k scoffed as he watched the display.

“Please tell me you didn’t just see all that...” Dib whimpered as his face turned pink.

“Oh we saw the whole thing” Palindrome chuckled with a smug grin.

“Honestly you were kinda pitchy.” 2k added

“Ugh! Whatever! Look guys, we need to get that big monster to help us get into the castle!” Dib insisted as he shook away his embarrassment.

“What do you think you’re doing?! Have you forgotten?! You’re a Dib! You can’t just go into a room full of Zims and expect them to listen to your smelly Dib words!” 2k snapped as he tugged on the back of Dib’s coat.

“Yeah, I always knew you were stupid but I didn’t think you were this stupid, alternate Dib-Monkey! We need to come up with a proper plan!” Palindrome huffed as he folded his arms.

“Ooh! Ooh! What if Unicorn gets the other Masters to help us?” GIR sang as he jumped up and down.

“Huh, I suppose that could work. If there’s anyone who could get through to a Zim, it would be a Y/N.” 2k hummed as he stroked his chin.

“I mean alternate Y/N actually managed to convince three Zims to share them! Three! Alternate Y/N is amazing!” Palindrome gushed as he flailed his arms a bit.

“Indeed! Clearly their beauty is more powerful than we expected! I don’t think there’s a single Zim here that could possibly resist a Y/N that beautiful!” 2k chirped as his PAK sparked a bit.

“Well, I think 1345 could. He doesn’t have any eyes. And probably 1259-”

“Ok so there a few Zims who could resist such a tempting Y/N. StilL, the amount of control alternate Y/N has over those three Zims is truly incredible! Maybe they could work their…alternate Y/N charms on Number 1?” A wicked grin spread across 2k’s face as he clasped his hands together.

“HAVE YOU THE BRAIN WORMS?! NUMBER 1 WOULD THROW THEM INTO THE DUNGEON AT BEST! WE ARE NOT MAKING ALTERNATE Y/N GO UP AGAINST HIM! THERE HAS TO BE A BETTER WAY! THERE HAS TO BE!!” Palindrome screeched as he grabbed 2k by the shoulders and shook him.

“OK OK! We won’t do that plan! Just put me down!” 2k demanded as he wriggled in Palindrome’s grip.

“Ugh. I’ll take care of this myself…” Dib huffed as he headed off in your direction.

Next

[anti-pasto]

for the 200 ask thingy, i actually dare you to do all of them. :D

delgaskarthalexhere we go, anon: 

200: My crush’s name is: I don’t have one right now, I don’t get them often (if I ever had a crush at all)

199: I was born in: 2003

198: I am really: A 2005 emo kid x a 2008 scene kid x a 2014 tumblr fangirl x Kyle himself

 197: My cellphone company is: Apple

194: My ring size is: Honestly? No idea. Propose to me with a sword.

 193: My height is: Somewhere between 5′7″ and 5′8″

192: I am allergic to: Nothing I’m aware of 

191: My 1st car was:  94 Station Wagon, by request

190: My 1st job was: being this funny is a full-time gig

 189: Last book you read: Bone Gap by Laura Ruby

188: My bed is: “made”

187: My pet: I have a cat, I love her very much and I will show her to you if you dm me a cursed image

186: My best friend: We don’t use “best friend” for personal reasons, but they’ve been with me since I was 5 so, my one and only Bro

185: My favorite shampoo is: anything with “silky smooth” or “strawberries” on the bottle. i’m not that picky anymore.

184: Xbox or ps3: xbox or ps4  xbox

183: Piggy banks are: really useful

 182: In my pockets: wallet, keys, phone, earbuds, black pen/pencil, earplugs, mini flashlight

 181: On my calendar:  i’m meeting a friend for smoothies tomorrow

 180: Marriage is: something we shouldn’t push so much onto people. it’s a declaration of love, not an end-all fix-all to your life. i can’t ever see myself getting married but who knows!

 179: Spongebob can: continue to be a relevant meme

178: My mom: i mean. we function. i can’t really complain about my family at large but i am defiantly looking forward to living literally as far away from them as i can. 

 177: The last three songs I bought were? psh, you think i pay for music? (folie a deux, lake effect kid, believers never die volume two) (those are albums but its okay)

176: Last YouTube video watched: I watched Markiplier play Uno

175: How many cousins do you have? 11? 12? I lost count

174: Do you have any siblings? I have a brother

 173: Are your parents divorced? Nope!

172: Are you taller than your mom? Yes, I have been for a while

171: Do you play an instrument? dude HECK yeah! i vibe on piano, guitar, ukulele, clarinet, and im a drum major

170: What did you do yesterday? I went on a drive by myself.

 [ I Believe In ] 

169: Love at first sight: Nope.

168: Luck: Yes, but luck is something that can be engineered

167: Fate: To an extent

 166: Yourself: I’d say overall, yeah. I still have doubts tho

165: Aliens: Mmmmmm yeah

 164: Heaven: Yes

163: Hell: Yes

162: God: Yeup

 161: Horoscopes: without an ounce of truth, they would have died a long time ago

160: Soul mates: the greeks had seven words for love. i think we have multiple soul mates to fit each of those categories. there are definitely people we’re just meant to vibe with

159: Ghosts: i want to say yes but i really dont know

158: Gay Marriage: yes. its 2020. grow up.

157: War: in theory? no. war is kinda messed up. in reality? not everyone is going to be down to nice diplomatic conflict resolution, and not everyone is just gonna leave people *countries* they don’t like alone, so...

156: Orbs: ??? energies are real

155: Magic: vibes are real

 [ This or That ]

 154: Hugs or Kisses: hugs

153: Drunk or High: i am a child of jesus

152: Phone or Online: online

 151: Red heads or Black haired:  irdc but black hair bc i am Emo

150: Blondes or Brunettes: blonde?? ig?? easier to dye

149: Hot or cold: hot weather + cold rooms

148: Summer or winter: summer

147: Autumn or Spring: autum (screw spring)

 146: Chocolate or vanilla: vanilla

145: Night or Day: night

 144: Oranges or Apples: oranges (better to share with homies)

 143: Curly or Straight hair: i dont care but curly

 142: McDonalds or Burger King: mcdonald give iced coffee

141: White Chocolate or Milk Chocolate: dark chocolate

 140: Mac or PC: pc for vidgya gaemes

139: Flip flops or high heals: ...converse. please. i cant walk properly in either of those

 138: Ugly and rich OR sweet and poor: sweet and poor 

 137: Coke or Pepsi: pepsi

136: Hillary or Obama: this is kinda outdated but obama

135: Burried or cremated: cremated i aint watch spn for nothin

134: Singing or Dancing: singing. at least that gets better with practice

133: Coach or Chanel: chanel (thank u mr frank ocean and also the neighborhood)

 132: Kat McPhee or Taylor Hicks: whomst

 131: Small town or Big city: big city and if you say small town you’ve never lived in a small town

 130: Wal-Mart or Target: target

 129: Ben Stiller or Adam Sandler: who tf is this

 128: Manicure or Pedicure: idk dude probably pedicure i don’t like people touching my hands and i use them for too much to get my nails done

127: East Coast or West Coast: hnngggggggg west coast has more to do but east coast has better beaches and 

126: Your Birthday or Christmas: birthday 

125: Chocolate or Flowers: chocolate bc then i can give u some

124: Disney or Six Flags: ive only been to disney so disney (though i AM a HARDCORE rollercoaster stan so it wouldnt take much for me to say six flags)

123: Yankees or Red Sox: what 

 [ Here’s What I Think About ]

 122: War: unfortunately sometimes necessary but not as a first resort i went over this already 

 121: George Bush: is that the shoe guy?

 120: Gay Marriage:  be gay. do crime. kiss wife. or husband. or partner. basically, hell yeah

119: The presidential election: america need 2 b single and focus on herself

 118: Abortion: pro-choice and that choice should be made by the one carrying the baby

117: MySpace: tumblr’s dad

116: Reality TV: don’t talk to about abt this

 115: Parents: disgusting. go to therapy. 

114: Back stabbers: if you’re gonna stab me in the back, pull my lungs through my ribcage bc that’s what my ancestor’s ghosts are gonna do to you (thanks great (x a few times) grandma viking ily thanks for the hair:) )

113: Ebay: good for merch and selling books

 112: Facebook: zuck my dick, data-theif

111: Work: i like doing work? like- i enjoy completing tasks and seeing my hard work pay off? it’s not that bad?

110: My Neighbors: old. boring. want me to babysit for free.

109: Gas Prices: i cant really complain rn they’re kinda low and im a little broke so

108: Designer Clothes: i vibe to them, honestly

 107: College: not for everyone but definitely for me

106: Sports: marching band is a sport marching band is a sport marching band is a sport marching band is a sport marching band is a sport but only technically speaking though you can make fair comparisons to sports such as cheer, and gymnastics where the idea is to put on a show and receive a score in the form of competition. 

 105: My family: disgusting

104: The future: the future doesn’t exist

 [ Last time I ] 

103: Hugged someone: god, don’t ask me this

 102: Last time you ate: uhhh like 9 hours ago? it was dinner and i had pizza

 101: Saw someone I haven’t seen in awhile: three or four weeks ago by best bro came to visit and we vibed

100: Cried in front of someone: i finished twist and shout at school at the end of a very bad week. it was only a few tears but that’s as close as i get to crying

99: Went to a movie theater: whenever the last star wars movie came out

98: Took a vacation: last year i went to dc over summer break to see the Smithsonian, it was a lot of fun. i was supposed to go to altanta and florida this year but that didn’t happen for reasons

 97: Swam in a pool: last week

 96: Changed a diaper: never

 95: Got my nails done: never

 94: Went to a wedding: its been at least 6 years dude

93: Broke a bone: never, somehow

 92: Got a peircing: nope

91: Broke the law: technically, yesterday. 55 is too slow

90: Texted: just now

 [ MISC ] 

89: Who makes you laugh the most: the person in my snap named “junior”

88: Something I will really miss when I leave home is: my cat

87: The last movie I saw: probably into the spiderverse

86: The thing that I’m looking forward to the most: things going back to normal. or somewhat normal. i need school to have a schedule bc i absolutely cannot force myself to function without outside influence

 85: The thing im not looking forward to: ironically, school in the fall. the way we’re going back is going to wreck me more than lockdown already has

 84: People call me: i only ft one of my bros and they know who tf they are if you ask to ft you’re getting fuckin blocked mate i dont do that shit video calls are for WORK and SCHOOL thats IT. but ppl call me by my nickname irl, i go by screech on here. 

83: The most difficult thing to do is: listen to my parent’s political opinions? live in a small town? force myself to be productive without a physical influence and reminder? put up with that one dude?

82: I have gotten a speeding ticket: nope

 81: My zodiac sign is: scoprio/leo/gemini

80: The first person i talked to today was: the potential bassist for our potential band? 

79: First time you had a crush: uhh im still not sure if it was a crush but i wanted them to myself and they wanted (and got) someone better. we were just friends so it doesn’t really matter

 78: The one person who i can’t hide things from: the person on snap named “the great oracle”

77: Last time someone said something you were thinking: yesterday, it was my brother

 76: Right now I am talking to: in order of snap names, “vibin ~[^.^]~”, “russian umbrella”, and “mom” (not really)

75: What are you going to do when you grow up: hopefully, a job that makes me happy

74: I have/will get a job: as soon as i know what’s going on with school. but like as an adult? wherever will hire me and pay my fairly. being a barista would be fun, but at a local place (not in my current town)

73: Tomorrow: ???? time for bad poetry: tomorrow i will see my friend/ admist this lasting chaos/ we will be each other’s solitude/ while sharing fruity drinks/ and when we both come home/ a smile we will bring

72: Today: idk what this means so more poetry: today i will be sleep deprived as always/ i will think of them and weep/ but no tears will fall from my eyes/ for i know there is a reason/ we went our own way

 71: Next Summer: i fr dont know whats goin on so: next summer i will be/ as happy as can be/ because i will be in pain no longer/ the earth is sure to heal/ and i will heal with her/ so i can enjoy/ the heatwave of next summer

70: Next Weekend: next weekend i will spend/ my days wasting away/ maybe ill finish hannibal/ again/ not that serial killers make the dopamine stay/ i will not see my friends/ or talk to my family/ i will seldom eat/ and live off coffee/ this has been my life/ all quarintine/ god someone please help me

 69: I have these pets: i have four cats, three chickens, and a dog

 68: The worst sound in the world: my dad and grandpa talking

 67: The person that makes me cry the most is: Them

 66: People that make you happy: snap name time: the great oracle, junior, vibin ~[^.^]~, russian umbrella, mom, hero, booby-king 48, go to bed, son, pooper trooper, mac&cheese, plain egg biscuit, apple pie

 65: Last time I cried: i dont cry bitch (last week over officals that cant make up they gottdamned mindes)

64: My friends are: my family and i would die for each and all of them

 63: My computer is: an old hp but it play gaemes real good so it okie

 62: My School: is trash but the band pops off

61: My Car: old, fast, clean

60: I lose all respect for people who: are my dad

 59: The movie I cried at was: i cried over big hero six

 58: Your hair color is: blonde

57: TV shows you watch: supernatural, good omens, hannibal, parks and rec

56: Favorite web site: this hellsite or youtube

 55: Your dream vacation: out of the country with beautiful beaches, amazing food, and my best friend

54: The worst pain I was ever in was: the time i split the back of my head open, the time i split my chin open, and the time my then best friend said they didn’t want to talk to me anymore. i’ll let you guess which one hurt the most and which one i think about every fucking day

53: How do you like your steak cooked: medium or medium well. 

52: My room is: clean and a reflection of myself, or so i’ve been told

51: My favorite celebrity is: i do not engage in celebrity worship. ill follow them and reblog gifs/interviews but i dont really have a favorite. the less i know abt them the better.

 50: Where would you like to be: my own apartment in nyc

49: Do you want children: FUCK THEM KIDS BRO

 48: Ever been in love: i dont know if it was love. i dont know if it was a crush. what i do know id that i was attached and they didn’t feel the same, and why would they?

 47: Who’s your best friend: we dont really use best friend bc but “the great oracle” “junior” and “vibin ~[^.^]~”

46: More guy friends or girl friends: its 50/50

45: One thing that makes you feel great is: goin fast, the beach, playin video games

44: One person that you wish you could see right now: them

43: Do you have a 5 year plan: go to college, earn degree

 42: Have you made a list of things to do before you die: commit arson

 41: Have you pre-named your children: FUCK. THEM. KIDS. BRO.

40: Last person I got mad at: they do not understand that they do not know everything about something they’re not even involved in yet

39: I would like to move to: new zealand

38: I wish I was a professional: artist? musican? youtuber? who knows

 [ My Favorites ] 

37: Candy: nerds

36: Vehicle: 1970 mustang gt

 35: President: jfk only bc his assassination is the only good thing abt american history the rest of it is fucked up and shouldn’t have happened. also jfk’s song in assassians the musical goes hard

34: State visited: california

 33: Cellphone provider: verizon? apple? idfk

32: Athlete: what is sport

31: Actor: i don't watch shows or movies

30: Actress: i do not consume media

29: Singer: alex gaskarth or alexander deleon

 28: Band: fall out boy 

 27: Clothing store: hot topic (i will not apologize)

 26: Grocery store: okay harris teeter fucks but lidil’s has aloe vera juice and target at 9 pm energy so idk man 

25: TV show: supernatural...

24: Movie: big hero 6

 23: Website: tumblr or youtube

 22: Animal: snow leopard 

 21: Theme park: busch gardens bc roller coaster go fast

20: Holiday: christmas

19: Sport to watch: snowboarding bc its like skateboarding but on snow

18: Sport to play: anything with havy footwork (marching band is a sport)

17: Magazine: i do not condume media

16: Book: the ranger’s apprentice series as a whole makes up my all-time one favorite book

 15: Day of the week: friday bc its game day baybey

14: Beach: cocoa beach in florida but also i have so much left to experience 

13: Concert attended: i havent been to any notable gigs but i was supposed to go to hella mega

 12: Thing to cook: pancakes

11: Food: pizza or shushi

 10: Restaurant: chiplote

 9: Radio station: i like my local rock station and my local edm/top 40 station

8: Yankee candle scent: anything smoky or vanilla idc

7: Perfume: chanel no. 5 if i even wear it

6: Flower: Hydrangea

5: Color: orange

 4: Talk show host: cecil palmer

 3: Comedian: john maulaney

 2: Dog breed: yes

1: Did you answer all these truthfully? ;)

That was a trip. But it was fun, please do things like this more often. Also, I don’t consume media by choice. I’m not sheltered I just can’t be bothered, and I have enough going on. That being said I will now be sleeping. Thanks again, Anon, I hope you have fun reading this :D

[hardforbenhardy]

~ prompt list ~

if you ever send in a request, feel free to add in a prompt for the list!! just send the number with the request in reference to this list vv

1. I swear its like you’re losing brain cells by the minute

2. Wait… stay.

3. You really want to know what I’m thinking?

4. Could you stay out of this, for once?

5. Don’t let the door hit you on the way out

6. And then there were 2

7. In the bathroom? really?

8. Were you born this way or is it something you just work on every day?

9. You don’t clear your history do you?

10. It’s like I’m living in the stone age

11. How long have you been standing there?

12. Stay on your side

13. It’s all over the walls

14. I swear, she’s clueless

15. A year ago I would’ve been terrified

16. Have you changed that pillowcase once?

17. She sure is smiling tonight

18. Now, I know what this looks like, but we’re gonna laugh about it soon…

19. It was his idea

20. You couldn’t go three days without me

21. It’s only 4 feet

22. Let me go

23. After you

24. You couldn’t be more blind if you were actually blind

25. It’s different with you

26. Mmm, bubblegum flavour

27. Fetch me one, peasant

28. That’s not how it sounded last night

29. Breathe into your body

30. You bought all 10?

31. I’ll always look after you

32. That’s what you’re wearing?

33. If only I had some inspiration…

34. I’ll clear your head

35. I swear you bring out the best/worst in me   (50/50 right there)

36. I’m way too sober for this

37. I need somewhere to stay

38. You really don’t remember?

39. For you, anything goes

40. The doctor said it’s normal

41. You bought WHAT?

42. You can’t stay in there forever, unlock the door

43. That is a terrible idea perfect for a time like this

44. And after all these years, why today?

45. Use your words.

46. What happened to your face?

47. I will always love you

48. You are going to be the death of me

49. Please come over

50. You flinch again, and I bite

51. This is illegal?

52. We are not getting married!

53. Stop following me like a lost puppy

54. Can you two stop embarassing me?

55. I can’t believe you would do this to me

56. You don’t always have to be in control

57. They’re going to kill you when they find out you...

58. Your tutor is pretty hot

59. Why have you been so secretive lately?

60. I’m dying

61. Don’t push me away anymore

62. How come you’re the only one who can see me?

63. I just wanted to hear your voice

64. You’re a nightmare

65. I’m not helping you babysit

66. Just so you know, this isn’t a date

67. Did we sleep together?

68. How long are you going to keep blackmailing me?

69. I’m not taking you to hospital just because you stunned your toe

70. If you won’t do it - I will

71. I can’t remember anything

72. You’re telling me how to do it?

73. I tested positive

74. If only I had some motivation…

75. You can’t go- not now.

76. We’ll find a way 

77. Bite me

78. Shouldn’t you be with her/him?

79. It wasn’t your fault

80. Did you need something?

81. You cant handle me

82. I could never do that to you

83. Promise me.

84. You’re going to catch me, right?

85. You lay one hand on her and I will end you

86. This has got to be illegal

87. Somewhere deep down in you,  I know you agree

88. I’m sorry, I thought you knew…

89. Don’t stoop to his level

90. You can’t be in here

91. I just want to help, let me help

92. Are we there yet?

93. Carry me!

94. You’ve known all this time?

95. Are you wearing my shirt?

96. I cant hear my thoughts over you’re weeping

97. This has to be a prank

98. Wanna bet?

99. Why would you do that for me?

100. Wow you really don’t pick up on hints, do you?

101. Prove it.

102. I wont allow this, I cant accept it.

103. Quit staring.

104. You bought me what?

105. I think it’s backwards

106. Wait, you’re allergic?!

107. Jinx

108. Get comfy, because this is gonna take awhile

109. You’re going to regret this

110. Truth or dare

111. Well would ya look at that? You were right.

112. Go ahead, hit me

113. Ever heard of knocking?

114. Im banned from there

115. Get down from there before you hurt yourself

116. Did I stutter?

117. I heard you say it in your sleep

118. Who’s bra is that?

119. Hold me. Just hold me.

120. This isn’t how I planned on telling you, but…

121. This was a bad idea

122. I cant do anything right.

123. Please don’t cry

124. Why are you awake right now?

125. Why are you lying to me?

126. Forget it, you’re a fucking asshole!

127. Don’t you ever do that again

128. Do you even still love me?

129. Nobody’s seen you in days.

130. I’m worried about you

131. Can you shut up for once in your life

132. Holding everything in doesn’t help, you know

133. If you don’t hug me right now I think I’ll fall apart

134. Just get home as soon as possible okay?

135. I told you not to fall in love with me!

136. Go with me? As long as you hold my hand

137. Is there a reason you’re blushing like that?

138. Have you seen my hoodie? Nooo. You’re wearing it, aren’t you?

139. OH you’re jealous!

140. Can we stay like this forever?

141. Please just kiss me already

142. I think you might be my soulmate

143. Sleep over? Please?

144. Are we on a date right now?

145. I think I’m in love with you

146. Are you flirting with me? You finally noticed?

147. Am I your lock screen? You weren’t supposed to see that

148. I wish we could live with each other already

149. They’re so cute when they’re asleep

150. I just wanted to let you know you’re beautiful

151. You take my breath away ... you know, like the song haha

152. Quit touching me, your feet are cold!

153. Sharing is caring, now give me the hoodie

154. Did you seriously just get your foot stuck in a toilet? Maybe

155. If I die, I’m haunting you first

156. But I’ve never told you that before

157. Stop being grumpy, it’s lame

158. Can we please stop running, I think I’m going to die

159. Can you please... hmmm I don’t know, maybe put a shirt on?!

160. You come here often? Well I work here so I think I’d have to say yes

161. Aren’t we supposed to be working?

162. You’re insane! You love me. Not right not now I don’t

163. Give me attention

164. YOU SAID TO BE HONEST, STOP HITTING ME!

165. Okay, so maybe I didn’t see that coming

166. I’m too sober for this. You don’t even drink. Maybe I should start

167. You met me yesterday. Yes, and I would die for you, next question

168. I’m telling you, I’m haunted

169. Well, that’s tragic

170. She’s hiding behind the sofa

171. I’d kill for a coffee... literally

172. What do you mean she’s my new partner? She tried to kill me last week! Sounds like a you problem

173. Good thing I didn’t ask for your opinion

174. I’m bulletproof, but please don’t shoot me

175. It’s six o’clock in the morning, you’re not having vodka

176. No. Regrets

177. How drunk was I?

178. How is my wife more badass than me?

179. It’s your turn to make dinner

180. They’re not your kids, back the fuck off

181. I could punch you right now

182. Welcome back. Now fucking help me

183. I’m not buying Ikea furniture ever again

184. That was kind of hot

[peaches-are-sweet]

Going to be doing little stories here and there because I am bored and wanna write something original please don’t copy and past any where else and enjoy reading it

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If you wanted me to describe the situation I was in now I would say quite stressful and that I would not have been surprised if grey hairs started growing. To give you a quick rundown, me and my ‘friend’ Aaron was stuck in a room, you see we’re currently being kept against our will or AKA kidnapped and surprise, surprise it’s the Russians who has us here. It'll make more sense if you had known what was going on before all of this. 

So it was natural for us to think we were going to die here so confesses where going everywhere between us some awkward some funny. You see I’ve like Aaron for a few months now, ever since him, me and a few of our new friends done something I’m pretty sure we weren’t supposed to do that could cause the end of the world, I was bound to catch a few feelings so naturally I told him, I think I told him about a week ago but I couldn’t remember it because of the tears in my eyes when he said I shouldn’t...

Apparently I should’ fall in love with him and that I should lose those feelings but in a much more harsh way. So me being me... I did of course it was hard and a bit awkward between us for a while but I eventually got over it. So of course when he says he has feeling for me I got kind of... angry.

“I like you” muttered Aaron towards me as he shifted from his spot on the floor sighing and tilting his head up.

“...”

“...”

“What?...” I sighed and put my full attention on him “I don’t think I heard you correctly” I said awkwardly giggling it off

“Oh?. What do you think I said then?” He said looking at me and his blue eyes peircing into my soul

“I thought you said you liked me” you laughed obviously aware to the tension in the room

“...”

“Oh my god... ARE YOU KIDDING ME??” I yelled when it suddenly kicked in making me stir up properly

“What?” He asked confused on my outburst “I thought you liked me too?” He said a small smirk forming on his face

“Yeah.. Keyword in that sentence is liked. You see Aaron I ‘liked’ you I was nice to you I stood up for you but then when I confessed to you do you know what you did...” I ranted of to him without taking a breath and seeing the smirk fall of his face only gave me more motivation

“...You laughed at my face before going back to that ‘I’m-to-mysterious-for-you’ act and told me to lose my feelings.. So you know what that’s what I did. I lost my feeling for you and then when were probably going to die you go around saying random stuff like ‘I like you’??” I say finishing my rant and looking back at him.

“Well you know what I didn’t even like you I loved you Aaron and you trampled all over it. I had been in love with you for my entire life and you decided to love me back when I finally gave up.” you said badly above a whisper before noticing a few drops of tears coming out of your eyes

“God dammit” you muttered trying to clean yourself up

“... (y/n).. I’m so sorry” Aaron sighed sadly before getting up and sitting next to you “I really am so sorry ” he said noticing about how I was going to go of on a mother rant he carried on

“ please believe me when I say I think I loved you to back then... I was just a coward I didn’t believe I was worthy of you I was a dick, i mean i am a dick and i’ve done some unforgivable things ” he said his words breaking of near the end of his sentence 

‘and I’know this but i carry on, i suck ” he said trying to make it seem like he wasn’t crying but I could see right through him and his delicate self

‘I guess that’s what first drawed me to him’ I thought looking up and him ‘ he is so misunderstood, given a label which he has to fulfill by himself and in the process building up his walls and then here I come curios and welcoming and I just saw his walls as a challenge. But I guess that was my mistake because you know what they say.. curiousity killed the cat...’

“You still can’t just say that” I said my voice wavering “you can’t go from hating me to liking me to rejecting me to liking me again” I sighed my tears calming down a little “ im a human being to you know,...” you say chucking a bit “yo-you just can’t do that” I finished

“I’m not asking for you to suddenly go out with me and I will totally respect you decision but I never hated you and I’m don’t want my cowardness to be an excuse for hurting you because trust me I never shared to do that. You wear always there when I needed you and I just want to return that ...” he said and I sighed content on his explanation “...so I’m not changing my feeling for you I like you (y/n) ”

he quickly added looking straight ahead before looking down at me and me looking up and him for any signed of him lying and unsurprisingly my feeling for him came flodding back overwhelming me and taking over my senses

I guess that when time stopped for us just for a few minutes I swear I was in cloud-nine while staring into his eyes and I didn’t even realise we were slightly leaning into each other before I knew it his lips were on mine kissing me and me kissing back. The kiss lasted a few seconds before I pulled away finally realising what I was doing

“Sorry” he muttered looking starigh ahead again “I overstepped”

“Aaron..”

“Yes”

“You want to become an item with me and kiss and hold hands and grow old together” I asked meddling with my figures

“All of the above” he said chuckling looking down at me at me giving him a surprising look

“Look, I love you positive energy right now but I think you should tune it down and becomes more serious”

“Sorry” he said quickly look down at the floor

“Aaron you promised that you won’t hurt me, cheat on me and tears me with the most utter respect”

“I promise” he said quietly

I sighed and looked down for a few second thinking this through a little more before coming to a conclusion

“Since getting rid of feeling is a lot harder then it looks and i may or may not still have feeling for you I’ll go out with you but I have two conditions!” I said noticing his victory smile, like a genuine smile towards me, now I’m not going to lie my heart was beating a thousand miles per an hour

“Yes?” He said masking his smile

“One; the first date better be the best first date I’ve had or else I’m gone!”

“Done. And?”

“Two; I don’t really know how to balance saving the world and dating on the same plate so just for the Time being.. I wanna save the world first before focousing on.. Well us” I say looking at him

“Ok. Understandable”

“Great”

“...”

“...”

“You know that’s the most smartest thing I have ever heard you said, not going to lie I thought you’d say something like I give you all the free pizza you want, troublesome ” he said going back to his usual emotionless face and attitude but I say right through it

“Haha. Very funny. Did I mention that you can lose interest points but just insulting me you’ve just gone from 100/100 to 95/100” I teased

“Wait.. you can count that high?” He teases again

“90/100!!”

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Sorry if its bad I'm still getting used to angst writing and just thought of this and decided to write it, thank you for reading and if you could leave your comments that would be great 

[nautiscarader]

Got an idea for some wholesome IzuOcha smutt! Ochako sees Izuku doting on Eri realizing he is 100% husbando material she decides that she wants to have a baby! Featuring estabilished relationship, estabilished pro-heroes, very good future, wholesome IzuOcha smutt, a fully creamed and fertilized Ochako ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) very vannila but im sure you can spice things up if you so desire, put Ochako in a very cute and sexy lingerie for the night

Sorry my friend it took so long, want to finish the few prompts I had lingering now before I open new ones tomorrow.

Full disclosure: I’m still on BNHA season 3, so I don’t know if the stuff about Eri is remotely canon-compliant, if not, then consider this AU.

Izuocha, 4k (!), E

(Ao3)

- New portion of snacks incoming!

Izuku announced, carrying a plate of drinks and bowl of fruit from the kitchen. The moment he placed them next to the stack of books, two glasses flew into the air, as Ochako levitated Eri her drink, to help her relax after another evening spent on doing her extra homework.

- Hooray for uncle Deku!

Ochako watched as her boyfriend went through the notes she wrote, checking each and every single example, and then as he begun explaining to their young friend where she made mistakes. Due to her past, Eri needed much more help with learning and acclimatising to the society, and Izuku instantly offered he'd help her. Their busy life as pro-heroes meant that sometimes only one of them could assist her, but they tried their might to spend as much time with her, acting as her substitute family.

Ochako smiled, at the same time when Eri did, finally understanding the material they were revising today. And as she looked at him, Ochako once again felt a very familiar sensation, and a particular thought came across her mind, one she had a few times until now, but wasn't able to properly verbalise so far...

- Looks like aunt Ochako needs more cold juice too!

Eri's sudden remark made Ochako look up, and when the now-teenager put her hands on her cheeks, Ochako realised how hot she felt, and she immediately scooted away, to hide her blush, much to the delight of Eri and some confusion of Izuku.

She tried her might to suppress her thoughts for the rest of the evening, but every time she heard Eri's joyful voice when she talked with Izuku, it came back, stronger and stronger. She knew the name of her condition, but dared not to think of it.

Half an hour later, it was time for Eri to end her semi-weekly lessons, though she wouldn't go without giving both Izuku and Ochako deep, long hugs before she waved them goodbye.

- She's getting better every day. - Izuku spoke, cleaning up after. - And her training is going well, I've heard.

Izuku was going to continue, but Ochako's lips interrupted him, when she pressed them against his, locking the two in a long, sudden kiss.

- You're a wonderful man, do you know that, Deku?- Uh, you-you think so?- Of course. - Ochako lay her head on his chest - And Eri thinks so too.- Doing my best, I suppose... - he smiled.- Deku, you should reconsider having interns this year - she suddenly grasped his shirt. - They wanted you to have them last year already!- Yeah, but I don't know, if I'm old enough... - Mt. Lady was younger than us when she started taking students for internship. - Ochako countered - And you'd be perfect!

She rose an inch or so in the air to meet his eyes, and closed her distance to him, touching her forehead with his.

- Deku, you'd be amazing with kids... I know that, I've seen you, watched you... They just trust you.

Her boyfriend didn't respond, but instead, closed his arms around her, as they pulled each other into another slow kiss, that seemed to end the conversation, putting both of them into a lightweight state of bliss.

- Deku... do you mind if we hit the hay a bit earlier tonight? - Ochako broke the kiss, and lay her head on his shoulder, whispering her words into his ear.

Despite the fact that they have been dating and living together collectively for more than nine years bow, Izuku still found himself mesmerised and flabbergasted whenever his girlfriend dropped her alluring propositions like this one, covered with layers of subtext. He wasn't sure whether it was the suggestive gleam in her half-closed eyes, the low voice she spoke in, or the subtle, yet powerful fragrance of her perfume that hit a very primal instinct in his brain when she got closer to him, but for a moment he found himself unable to gather thoughts.

- O-Of course, Ochako. Do you want me to... - No, I'm gonna prepare it.

She replied quickly, her cheeks brimming with with excitement that turned them instantly rosy once more. She gave him a quick peck, and a moment later, she disappeared in their bedroom, closing the sliding door behind her, leaving him as astonished as when he was seventeen and she just agreed to their first date.

Izuku took a whiff of his shirt, and thought he might as well take a very quick shower before he'd jump into bed with her.

Like a student waiting for the exam result, Izuku waited behind the doors to their bedroom, listening for Ochako's sign, and when she told him he can enter, he found that she has put quite a show for him.

The lights, as he suspected, were dimmed, the effect strengthened by several candles set around their bed, but of course that was not what gained Izuku's attention. Ochako wore her night robes, covering her from head to toes, but as soon as Izuku stepped towards her, she uncovered herself, showing a set of pink lingerie adoring her body, complementing places they hid.

- Do you like it? - she asked, toying with the edge of the robe, as she watched Izuku's mesmerised face. - Of course. - he replied, again some confidence - New? - Bought a few days ago. - she smiled - Wanted for-for a special occasion...

As her boyfriend crawled towards her, she leaned against their pillows, and a moment later, the two lost themselves in each other's ravenous kisses, rolling back and for on their bed, their hands eagerly exploring their half-naked bodies, as if they didn't spend each night together already.

But that was the magic that made their love life truly wonderful. It felt as if they kept falling in love with each other every day and every night, still feeling a bit nervous, but learning their way around each other quicker every time. Though, of course, if Ochako's plan was to succeed, it would cause quite a stir in that idyllic state...    

- And what's the special occasion, then? - Izuku asked, taking a much needed breath, after Ochako levitated and pinned him to the bedsheets. - Well... - Ochako shied away for a while - It's just... I've been thinking, how for the last year you've been helping Eri, and Kota before that, and...

She closed her arms behind his head, bringing her boyfriend as close to her as possible, so that he could catch every single word of hers. She took a deep breath and spoke her mind.

- And I've been wondering if... If you would like to be a dad, Deku.

She looked up, and, understandably, found her boyfriend's eyes wide opened, as he processed her suggestion. He swallowed loudly, and Ochako could feel the slight trembling of his fingers on her back, as he formulated his reply.  

- You mean...

She nodded.

- I thought about, Deku, and... I think I'm ready too. - she smiled, hoping her cheerfulness would spread to him, but as usual, it only put him in a state of deeper contemplation. - But... You'd have to take a leave. - Only after a while - she replied, giving him a kiss - And besides, we've recruited some more heroes to help with dad's construction company.   - I mean... - he hesitated again - I guess we have the money for a kid, but...

Ochako bit her lip, wondering if her proposition was too bold. The burning itch in her loins almost made her roll Izuku to his back and ride him senselessly regardless of his choice, but she knew she wouldn't be able to do that. Delicately, she cupped his face, gaining his attention and gave him a quick kiss.

- Izuku... - she whispered, staring into his wide, sparkling eyes - I know I kinda jumped the gun with this idea, and... I understand you might not want it now... I can start wearing the patches from tomorrow, and we can just, you know, cuddle tonight...

It took Izuku another long while to answer her.

- You're really on with this idea, aren't you? - Only if you are.

The two stared at each other, savouring the short, blissful moment, conducting the silent conversation paused only by their occasional blinking. She could see the myriad of questions rushing through his brain, uncertainty filling his soul, and the problems, deep over the horizon he was already able to foresee. And when he looked at her, all he could see was the assurance that no matter how things would go, she'll be always with him.

The corner of his mouth curled into a smile, and before Izuku knew, Ochako was already on him, dotting his face with kiss after kiss, while their hands dealt with the few pieces of attire they still had on. While Ochako might have thought Izuku would like to take his usual, slow approach and tease her by slowly disrobing her, she seemed to have infected Izuku with the same determination she possessed. Silently, the two lovers seemed to have agreed that nothing should stand in the way between them, not even their clothesShe stopped feeling her bra after second time they rolled onto their bed, and it took just a bit more fumbling for Izuku to get rid of her panties, a feat much easier if one could levitate.

Izuku threw the soaking wet panties aside, concentrating on the reason they acquired such state. Her scent, mixing with her perfume was intoxicating, drawing him instantly to place first of many licks around her sex. Ochako's back arched before Izuku's tongue touched her, his breath mingling with the droplets of her copious juices lubricating her sex. She let out a cry each time Izuku drank her, her body twisting despite his firm grip on her thighs. On one hand, Izuku was curious how wet she can get; on the other, he heard the somewhat nagging whimpering from her and wanted to see how eager she was to go with her plan.

The answer cam when Ochako let out a final moan, bent, and grabbed Izuku by his should, only to make him fly through the air until he landed on her. Her arms and legs closed behind his back, and her mouth once again became hungry for his. Finally, the word she's been pushing aside in her mind, materialised in her actions, clear as a day.

She was in heat.

Their kiss broke when Ochako felt his swollen head touch her opening, and the two once again meet each other in a long stare, just as Izuku was trying to flex his muscles into a comfortable position.

- You sure about this?

Ochako nodded, and the very next second she let out a cry when Izuku filled her with first, precise thrust. As her body arched, he quickly sneaked his arms underneath her back for support, and with the next push of his hips, he was now freely hammering his cock inside her without any hindrance. Every few seconds, their bedroom filled with the unmistakable sound of flesh hitting flesh when Izuku hilted himself balls-deep into his girlfriend, their carnal sound of mating mixed with his grunts and her high-pitched cries, containing only one word.

As Ochako clung tightly to his body, it took her a moment to notice the change in Izuku's position. With each dive of his, he pushed her legs closer and closer to her body, and only when they touched her arms, closed around his neck, Ochako realised what Izuku was going to achieve. For a painfully long second or two, they had to stop, just so Izuku could put her legs onto his shoulders, locking her with him in a tight and intimate position she was dreaming of for the past days. Her flexible body easily accommodated to the change, allowing Izuku to mate-press her as hard as hew wanted to.

And if his previous tempo was fast, then Ochako could only describe his current one as furious, as Izuku worked not just his hip but calves and things, pushing himself as deep into her as possible, dozens of times per minute, his sheer power transmitting to their bed's frame, as her legs flailed high up above him. Her voice cracked and modulated each time Izuku smashed her, causing her to only draw short intakes of air, and let out quick, sharp mewls, while the world around her seemingly shook with raw, unhindered power.  

But then she understood it wasn't an illusion. There was the unmistakable, electrifying aura in the air, and when Ochako regained some of the senses to look at her lover, she recognised it instantly. She has seen the green sparkles emanating from his body many, many times, evoking the sense of finality, but she only experienced it a few times when they were in bed, and all of them were still the most vivid memories she had. The first time it happened, it almost ended with her getting pregnant, because neither of them could predict that Izuku's powers, still difficult to control, would shatter the condom and fill her up with his potent seed completely. This time, Ochako was hoping for exactly the same result that didn't become the reality when they were eighteen.

More importantly, tonight Izuku knew exactly what to do as well; Ochako saw the confidence and determination in his wide-opened eyes, and the fact that he was so dedicated to fulfilling her goal almost made her climax from that sheer thought alone.

- O-Ochako, I'm... I'm...! - I know! - Ochako gasped - Give it to me, Izuku!

She pressed her lips to his, feeling the electricity raging through her body, multiplying the pleasure building in her loins.

- Give me... A thousand percent... - A million percent... Ten million percent!

Ochako cried, digging her nails into his back, delaying her orgasm for another fraction of a second

- Billion percent! Come on, Deku, let's have a baby!

And then, for what felt like eternity, everything seemed to have stopped. Floating inches above the bed, between his body and his arms, Ochako came to the profound realisation that she was with the man she loved, the man she wanted, the man she cared more that anyone else in the world, sharing their love for the most romantic and selfless causes... In the infinitesimally short moment of her peak, she understood everything, and could stare into her lover's eyes, filled with compassion, desire, and resolution, and only when she allowed herself to stop indulging in that otherworldly feeling, she crashed onto their bed, torn with a mind-shattering orgasm.

But that was nothing compared to what happened with Izuku. With air having escaped her lungs, Ochako let out a muted, sharp cry when Izuku groaned and hilted himself balls-deep into her one more time, sending a shockwave around their room that blew all the candles, and shook all the bookcases and items around. And at the same moment, Ochako felt the very first shot of familiar, and yet brand new kind of warmth spilling inside her. But instead of several hefty bursts she was used to, it was a continuous, torrential stream, filling her relentlessly with each second of their carnal connection. The same energy that tore Izuku's body seemed to be infusing her body as well, magnifying the climax she just went through, and jump-starting one after another, in turn milking him of all of his cum.

And in the mean-time, Izuku's hips worked, one brief push and pull at a time, sending more and more of his virile cum inside her, without him ever breaking eye contact with the woman he loved the most. Ochako couldn't see it, but she was sure that out of all the seed Izuku pumped into her, not a single drop has leaked yet, and when she looked between their sweaty bodies, she got the most realistic proof she could wish for. With each pulse of Izuku's cock, her abdomen twitched in sync, and when she put her hand over it, she could feel it, stream after stream of his warm essence pouring into her, each one giving her hope that she will be able to fulfil the promise to herself and her boyfriend.

Their lips met again, while Izuku continued his job. A minute has passed, then two, then five. And inside her, a new heat has grown from the warmth that has been pressured to flood her womb, having no other place to go, with Izuku's cock tightly blocking the entrance, ensuring Ochako's plan would succeed. Not many women could say they experienced it - heck, Ochako thought it was physically impossible until tonight - but if there was one man who could do it, then it was the one she chose to be the father of her children. Almost subconsciously, she moved her hand to where the heat seemed to be the biggest, and she was not surprised to find a flat, but vast, pulsing bulge exactly underneath where Izuku's seed gathered, making her feel she was pregnant already.

But at some point Izuku had to stop, though Ochako quite frankly wasn't sure when it happened. For what she knew, he could have been supplying her with his cum for hours, or maybe just ten minutes, which still was a feat unlike any other she experienced with him so far. Their lips parted, and they both took much needed gasps of air, staring into each other's gleaming eyes. Izuku wasn't sure how to react to the mind-blowing experience he just went through, but as soon as Ochako's lips curled into a smile, he responded with one as well. Next thing he knew, Ochako was all over his face, leaving kiss after kiss wherever she could, chirping short praises, though in reality, no words could describe her feelings right now.

- Thank you, thank you, thank you! - N-No problem, Ochako. - he responded automatically with all of his modesty, as if he was still on duty - Though, you know, I didn't exactly made the next nine months easier for you, right? - Of course I know that, silly. - she shrugged - But...

She closed her arms around him, bringing his head on her shoulder, so she could whisper into his ear.

- But I know you'll be with me. And with you, I could live through nine years of having to carry a baby. - Be careful what you wish for, Ochako... - Deku, you're a pervert! - she suddenly raised her voice giving him a quick, soft punch. - Me? You were the one who just wanted me to go all the way on you, weren't you?

Dodging more playful punches and kicks, the couple rolled back and forth, trying to one-up each other, until Ochako once again landed underneath him, their lips locked in a long, breath-taking kiss.

- I wanted to, and you did exactly as I wished - she kissed him, catching some breath - You'll be a wonderful dad, Deku, I'm sure of it. - And what a wonderful mom our baby will have...

He returned the kiss, placing one more on each of her cheeks, glowing with the deepest shade of crimson so far.

- Ochako, can I- - No, stay, please. - she whispered, flexing her tired muscles around his body. - I just... I just want to feel you some more.

She pulled him towards her, and with the most delicious weight of her man on top and inside of her, she closed her eyes, ready to drift to sleep, filled with dreams of their bright and colourful future.

- Yeah but, uh, I-I gotta go to the toilet. - Izuku stuttered, breaking her moment of bliss. - Oh, right.

Ochako let go of him, uncrossing her legs and arms, and just before Izuku was about to stand up, she grabbed him, prompting him to stop.

- Wait, do it slowly. - Do wha-

And when he saw the mischievous smile on her face, he suddenly realised what she was thinking about. She grabbed her legs, pulling them up, he help spread them, and he moved back, inch by inch, revealing to himself, as well as Ochako, the aftermath of his work.

Ochako didn't have to wait long. When he pulled out, her muscles flexed one more time, sending a milky glob of his seed to spill from between her used lips onto their bedsheets. Then another one poured out, then two more, and soon a steady, thick, white trickle started bubbling up and overflowing her pussy, forming the most voluminous creampie Izuku has ever given her. His girlfriend looked like the most erotic mess imaginable, and the fact that she had no shame being one, filled Izuku with odd mixture of pride and excitement, as he watched his seed flowing out of her. It didn't last long though; Ochako almost automatically flew a few inches into the air, tilted her body, grabbed the nearest pillow and slid it underneath her bum to let gravity put the stop to the lewd show she was giving Izuku.

- What? Gotta make sure we don't waste it. - she smiled. - Ochako, I-I'm not an expert, but I don't think it will matter at this point, if you leak a drop or two.

"More like fifty thousand", he thought, looking at Ochako's pussy, utterly glazed with his sperm that was still gushing out, as well as the light bulge in her abdomen that truly showed how much work Izuku has done, fulfilling her wish and his job as a future father.

When Izuku stood up, he also took a long look at their usually pristine bedroom, now with lots of their belongings lying on the floor, twisted, pushed aside or in other way displaced by the rush of energy Izuku emitted when he filled her to the brim.

- Oh, you say it now, but there are couples who've been trying for years to get a baby, with no luck! - Ochako countered, crossing her arms. - And speaking of, you know we'll be repeating that every night this whole week, right?

"Whole week?!" - her words echoed in Izuku's mind, bouncing back and forth, before the realisation finally hit him. With the determination in her voice, her words sounded more like a threat than a delicious promise of making love to her.

- Well, yeah. I mean, I've got about five- or six-day window of opportunity when the ovulation happens, so we could have sex every two or three days, but you know just to be sure, I think we should...

Izuku wasn't listening to what Ochako was saying. Feeling utterly exhausted, he leaned against the wall and slid down to the ground, slowly tramping towards their bathroom. On one hand, the promise of a whole week of the most amazing sex he's ever had, combined with the sight of Ochako fully filled with his cum, and the knowledge that he was doing it all to impregnate her and unite their bodies as much as possible, was utmost exciting and tantalising, pulling a very primal, manly string in his brain.

On the other hand, he knew that with Ochako being this horny, this might the biggest, and perhaps last challenge of his life.

But for Ochako, his friend, his partner, and the wonderful woman he loved, he was going to do it. Izuku stood up, turned around, smiled, gave her a "thumbs up", and was about to put hand on the bathroom's door, when she spoke again.

- By the way, Izuku, I think I want to do it doggy-style now. - she turned onto her belly, showed Izuku her pussy, oozing with his cum, and waggled her bum invitingly. - I want you to breed me silly...

"SHE WANTS TO DO IT MORE THAN ONCE PER NIGHT?"

[i-will-die-for-jim-mason]

Dad!Jim Headcanons

Okay so when I started writing this it was supposed to be just some like all over Dad Jim headcanons but I ended up having a lot to say about Jim during his SO/readers pregnancy. So anyway more dad Jim content where I ramble about actual dad!Jim is probs coming soon. And thanks to @langdonsoceaneyes for throwing me back down this rabbit hole.

Okay so it's obvious that Jim would be the best dad to ever dad, but can we start off would how much he would want to be a dad?

I don't think he would even like recognize that he wants to be a dad at first, or that it's really an option. Since family is such a complicated subject with him.

Even after things had calmed, he got clean, his relationship with you was stable and just a lot of things he didn't think would happen, happen.

Like he would for sure see family's at the beach, or hear people at work talk about their kid's while he's just wishing he could have that.

Especially whenever his friends or whatever start having kids, and he gets to be around them and play with them, cause he is obvs just so fucking good with kids.

Side note but him seeing you playing with kids or holding a baby would be a one-hit K.O. for him.

Until one day it clicks in his mind that 'oh wait I could have that'.

He would bring it up to you right away already just so excited at the prospect before they could even respond.

But I mean who could say no to him. (Highkey is the only dude I would let put a baby in me, but that's beside the point.)

And once you agree it's fucking go time right away. Jim wants a baby in them as soon as possible.

He's already talking about plans for the nursery and what not barely a week in.

But God the second that he finds out your definitely pregnant you can't tell me he doesn't cry. He's just so happy, you would have to physically stop him from calling Medina right away.

Jim absolutely lives for all the baby prep, and he goes hard. Like the house is baby proofed before you're even showing.

He 100% read every baby book he could find, listens to podcasts, signs Y'all up for all those classes. He wants to be prepared.

He would barely let you do any real work on the nursery, obvs Y'all decorate it together but he insists on putting all the furniture together, and you would have to convince him to let you help paint.

And he 100% draws constellations on the walls cause Jim loves stars and the room is star themed and you can fight me on that.

Kinda in the same vein, but can you imagine going baby cloths shopping with him? Like he for sure has a small break down over the shoe's because they're just too fucking small. (And he for sure gets a matching pair of chucks and little jean jacket like his, even tho the baby will have to grow into it.)

Jim also would do his best to go to every doctor's appointment with you, if becasue of some reasons out of y'alls control he missed one he would be so fucking upset with himself.

And like not get into to sad Jim™ territory but even tho for the majority of the pregnancy he's basicly vibrating he's so happy and excited i think once it got closer to the due date he would start having worries about ending being like his mom, or even if he could just be a good dad.

Until you and Medina manage to talk some since into, and pointing out how much he had chnaged and how he had been for the whole pregnancy.

And that's as much angst as im willing to fuck with, so let's talk baby names for a sec.

If it was girl jim would 100% name them Medina. At least untill he told Medina, to which she would tell him is a dumb idea, it would be confusing and he souldnt do it. All while she was totally not crying, shut up.

He would so bust out a name book, he would have a whole notebook and everything.

He's just so excited.

He would also show off the sonogram to anyway that so much as makes eye contact with him.

He for sure has the latest one framed on his desk at work, and everyone fuxking knkws when he has a new one, causw the only thing that happens that day is him makeing sure thag everyine knows how healthy his kid(s) are and how much he loves you.

And speaking of loving you, it feels like a given but he treats you like royalty the whole time. Honestly he probs started acting like that before you where even pregnant, just on the off chance that you already were and didn't know it yet he didn't want anything to happen.

But once you are he would so anything with no complaint.

Late night cravings? He alreasy has his shoes on.

Mood swings? He gets it and is ready to do whatever.

Morning sicknesses? Right there with you hold your hair back.

Feeling inscure about everthing thats happing? He wouldn't stand for that beofes and he sure as hell wouldn't now when you carrying his child.

Whatever you need he ready to do.

Another big Jim would start crying right away moment would be the first time he felt the baby move.

He would just be in such awe. With it just sinking in just how real it is.

He would also for sure talk to your belly everynight, talking about how excited he was to meet them, and he already loves them so much.

When the due date finally came around he would insist on being by your side, not want to leave for a moment just incase.

But even for all his prep, he would be a mess once you went into labour, watching you go through that much pain just kills him.

But when he first gets to hold his baby i dont think he would know how to react.

He would just stare awe struck at their chubby little face, while tears are rolling down his face.

His first words to the baby would 100% be him introducing himself to them followed by him telling them how much he loves and promising he always will, telling them about all the things he cant wait to teach them and show them.

[cryinggameff]

Seventy-Two

Randi

I spent hours tossing and turning that night, and I knew why. I had been apart from Cayden for 3 days now, and i was starting to lose my mind. I got up out of the bed and decided to try and take a shower, hoping it would relax me, then got back in bed. The baby started doing all kinds of flips and tricks and I instinctively reached over to get Cayden’s attention because he loved feeling the baby move, he said it was the only time he got to connect with the baby, I carried it around all day. I sighed. But of course my hand came up empty.

I knew I had made a mistake leaving the house, but I was feeling so many things towards him, it was hard to lay next to him. clearly he hadn't hurt me on purpose but i couldn't get past the betrayal, and honestly insecurities i felt. I thought i was giving Cayden something he didn't have, his first child, something no one could take away. Now i just felt stupid and i wasn't sure i could handle another woman having a child with my husband. What was I supposed to do if Cayden really had another son? Would I leave him over that? Something that happened before I even knew him. That sounded unfair. I threw off the blankets in frustration. Just then the doorbell went off downstairs. I paused. My stomach knotted, i was pretty sure i knew who it was. Only one person came by at such odd times. I got myself off the bed and put my robe on to answer the door.

Cayden stood with his hands in his pockets, wearing a hoodie and sweatpants. I had talked to him on the phone a bit, he was checking on the baby, but i hadn't seen his face and had forgotten just how annoyingly attractive he was.

“What are you doing here? It’s 3 in the morning,” I pulled my robe closed. He stepped inside past me so i closed the door behind  him. He looked down at me.

“Pack yo shit Randi. We going home,” he said simply, looking at me seriously. I looked at him like he had lost his mind.

“Do you think you’re my dad now?”

“No. I’m your husband, and I’m taking you and my kid home one way or another. This is ridiculous. I can’t sleep because I’m worried, I know you not sleeping either, which ain’t good for the baby. Your friends ain’t gonna take care of you the way I do, I know they not about to rub your feet or help you in the mornings,” he said. I hated that he was right. The only reason I was surviving this pregnancy was because of him. I still had really rough mornings and he made me smoothies or juice, something I could stomach since my morning sickness refused to go away even so late into the pregnancy, he ran my baths and often carried me to them. I was spoiled. Plus he gave amazing foot rubs, or on my lower back, which was beyond sore right now.

“You can't just ignore all your problems and act like things are ok Cayden, even if i come home the problem still exists," i pointed out.

“I’m not ignoring it. I’m gonna be a man and sort it out, either way, but I need you by my side. Because I’m...terrified Randi,” he confessed. "This shit is as shocking to me as it is to you, and i have no idea what the fuck to do. Im a grown as man but im scared." My face softened and my heart broke. Cayden so rarely showed vulnerability that it meant a lot when he did.

"well so am i," i mumbled, wanting to cry again. He saw that and cupped my cheek. I closed my eyes. When i opened them his face was hovering over mine. He brushed his lips over mine and my body turned to jello. He kissed me so i kissed him back. His hand moved into my hair and he got a fistfull of it, tilting my head back. He kissed behind my ear and down my neck, stopping just before the spot i loved to have kissed. He pulled away and looked me dead in the eyes, his were dangerous, unpredictable and warning of trouble. That was Cayden, but that was also me. He took my hand in mine and started for the stairs with me in tow.

I wasn't sure what this was gonna help when he was hovering over me, kissing me and positioning himself with my entrance. He hiked my leg up, and pushed into me. I whimpered, at a loss for words as he moved in and out of me with slow, purposeful strokes. I always thought pregnancy would make sex awkward but Cayden always knew what he was doing and so far it hadn't been an issue. He had me on my side now, thrusting his hips from behind me, a really comfortable position for my bump and my back as well. His mouth was by my ear and his hand gripped my hip. He was grunting in my ear which honestly set me off and i felt myself peaking as he did.

He rolled over onto his back and brought me into his side". You gon bring yo ass home now?" he asked in my ear. I nodded like a fool. After that how could i not. He chuckled, bringing his hand to my bump.

"He's been really active today," i said, looking down at his hand on my stretched skin.

"He gets that from me. Gonna be a ball player," he smirked.

"Im gonna have my hands full i already know. I just hope he looks like you,"

That's how he convinced me, and the next morning i found myself in my bed at home, with him laying beside me. I was awake and he was sleeping with his arms around me. I was looking over at him just thinking. We had talked after our little distraction and Cayden had apologized to me for the drama this had caused. He also made it clear he had reached out to Keisha and they would be going to get a DNA test today actually but the results didn't change how he felt about me and our baby. Now i was just trying to make peace with the possible outcomes.

"You okay?" Cay asked, eyes still closed.

"I thought you were sleeping. Yeah im ok. Are you ok?" I asked. He opened his eyes and nodded. He looked at the clock on the bedside table.

"I have to go soon," he said, looking over at me. He was going to the doctor with Keisha to give samples for the paternity test. I nodded. He got up and took his ring off to get in the shower. I wasn't sure if i was supposed to go with him or just stay out of it, i felt awkward because he hadn't asked me to go. He paused. "You coming?" he asked.

"Do you want me there?" I sat up.

"I always want you there," he said. So i got up and went to shower with him. I wasn't sure where we stood or what all i was gonna do, but for now i was gonna stay by his side.

Cayden

I was scared shitless. I didn't know what the fuck was going on and what this meant. One minute i was having a baby with Randi, and the next i might have a 5 year old son. When i had reached out to Keisha i asked her if the kid was mine and she said it was possible. I was beyond pissed. Why would she not tell me that i might have a kid? I would have wanted to know. I would have helped her out and handled my shit.

Even worse than the fear though was the guilt i felt for throwing all this on Randi. She was 7 months pregnant and more vulnerable now than ever, and i wasn't sure she could handle this. She was beyond upset and i was afraid she resented me now. I was the one who wanted the baby and made her all these promises about how our life would be, now this. Last night she had told me it would kill her if someone else had my first child, and i wasn't sure what to do with that. She came home with me anyways but i was pretty sure her staying was dependent on the results. I couldn't help but think about how we had just started moving into the new house, even started working on the nursery.

She sat beside me at the doctor's office, one hand in mine and the other on her belly. I was glad she had agreed to come with me because she kept me calm. Keisha and her son were sitting across from us, waiting as well. The whole thing felt like a twisted maury episode and i was beyond uncomfortable but it was more awkward for Randi. She wouldn't say a word to Keisha or even look in her direction. After a few minutes a nurse came and called our names. I kissed Randi's hand before letting it go. "I'll see you in a lil bit," i said.

"I'll be here," she said with a small smile.

I gave a bunch of samples like blood and saliva, they even look some hair. The nurse said we wouldn't find out for a week, they had to take everything to a lab then they'd call us. So another week of this not knowing.

I had to go talk to Pat so i dropped Randi off at home then drove to the warehouse. Driving up to it i suddenly got a wave of memories from long before i met Randi. When Trey was still alive and i was doing drops or working on corners. In a way life was easier then, i didn't have any responsibilities, i just had to focus on me and my job, not 100 other niggas and what they doing. But it was sldo harder, i saw a lot when i was doing drops or working on corners. I lost a lot of friends, got shot for the first time. I thought i'd be doing this shit forever, and i was ok with it until SHE came into my life.

"So this it? You really out man?" Pat said, passing me the blunt he had lit.

"Me and Sean madea deal, so its done," i shrugged. "Im just getting my shit in order now."

"So what you gon be doing?" He asked.

"Imma get more involved in my legit businesses, be on some CEO shit. Im working with these nerdy niggas on this app right now and shit is pretty cool, and we bout to make soe mad coin to top it off."

"On some legal shit huh. I see you cuh."

"If you ever get sick of this shit i got you man," i shrugged.

"I appreciate that. You a real one. Eh let me know when that kid get here, i wanna see you on some fatherly shit," he laughed. I chuckled.

"Bet," i said.

After seeing Pat i called Ty so see where he was at. I hadn't told him about everything going on even though that was my nigga, this just felt like something i had to figure out privately first. The dude knew me like a brother though and he guessed something was up i guess from the way i was talking.

"You and miss attitude fighting again?" he asked.

"Nah, not that. Just some shit going on," i said,making a turn at the light.

"Yall gon be aight, i know that for a fact. Can't neither one of yall live without the other," he said.

"I hope you right fam," i said. I pulled into the parking lot. I was stopping by the store to pick up flowers and ice cream for Randi. "let me go in this store real quick. Imma catch you later." I hung up and got out the car.

When i got home Randi wasn't downstairs so i went up to the room to look for her. She was sleeping in the bed but she got up when i opened the door.

"My bad," i said, "I didn't know you were sleeping."

"It's ok," she said sitting up.

"I got you these, and ice cream too. Its downstairs," i handed her the flowers.

"They're beautiful" she smelled them.

"You're beautiful," i said, she laughed. "No seriously." I grabbed her chin affectionately. "You still love me right?" She nodded.

"Im always gonna love you Cayden," she said, which gave me hope. "even if we aren't together." That last part was like a knife to the heart.

Cole

Ty had agreed to move in with me after some persuading and well thought out arguments. He realized it was easier for him to commute than me because he didn’t work on a set schedule. I had to be at practice or games at strict times.

We were moving all his boxes in to the apartment. My place was really nice and spacious. It was a big apartment downtown and a few guys from the team lived in the building. Ty was coming in with a box when Devon walked by, in his way to his place down the hall.

“Ah shit! Is this the boyfriend?” He hollered, stopping in the doorway. I chuckled when I saw him and his huge grin.

“Yes. This is him. Ty, this my homie Devon,” i introduced them briefly.

“Cole hasn’t shut up about you moving in man,” Devon said. Ty grinned, feeling himself. I rolled my eyes.

"I said it once," i said, opening a box that was on the floor.

"He's a clingy nigga," Tyga said, "But i like it."

"Whatever," i said, walking to the door to leave and get more stuff. I was the clingy person in our relationship though. Ty was a bit more withdrawn, but it worked.

Devon left after a while and it was just us again. I was opening a box when i started thinking about the fact that i never thought this would work with me and him.

"You know, we never would have gotten back together if you hadn't almost died," i pointed out. He paused for a long time, thinking back to that time. "Sorry, i didn't mean to make you think about all that,"i said quickly, realising.

"It's ok. I guess you right. It took a coma and almost dying for me to fully accept myself and my feelings for you. Guess my mama was right, i am hardheaded." We both laughed. After a few minutes i asked,

"Do you still think about it?" i asked. I meant getting shot.

"Sometimes, randomly. Not like actually getting shot but mostly about being knocked out for so long," He said, unwrapping something.

"What was it like?"

"I don't exactly remember. I just remember wanting to wake up, to get up, and i coudn't. That...was pretty scary. Sometimes i be having dreams about that, wanting to move but i can't," he said quietly. I stopped what i was doing to really look at him. Vulnerable Ty was so rare.

"That sounds scary," i said. "I have bad dreams sometimes to. That you didn't make it. But not so much anymore," i explained. He nodded. We continued packing and that was that. That little conversation was a lot for us though.

After some unpacking we ordered food and ate it like animals. We hadn't eaten since breakfast and it was 5pm now.

"So you staying here tonight?" i asked. I knew he had a lot of work to do because things were busy now. Cayden was getting out and Sean was taking over so people were in a bit of panic. He was helping Cayden sort things out.

"Nah. I gotta go back. Imma be here tomorrow though," he said. I nodded.

"Ok. I guess i can start putting some of your  stuff away, if you don't mind," i offered.

"Awe, how sweet," he teased. I scowled.

"Put away your own shit then," i said, turning to leave. He grabbed my arm.

"Nah but forreal that would be lit, you know im bad at being organized and shit."

"Oh i know, ive slept at your place," i said. He gave me a mug and i howled. "Im playing," i pulled him closer by the arm to kiss him.

"I gotta get going soon," he said. I nodded.

"Do your thing. I have practice in a few hours anyways," i said. I wasn't really phased by his coming and going because i understood that was the job, and we generally weren't attached at the hip. I think it worked because we both had our own thing going. But not gonna lie it was nice to come home to someone at the end of the day and now we'd be doing that more.

"I'll see you tomorrow night," he said. He paused. "I love you," he said. I grinned.

"Bruh you soft," i said. His face dropped and i laughed. "I love you too," i kissed him one last time.

[ayuyikes]

This is a little thing i wrote when i was working out some deets for tiro’s background for d&d, and while im not 100% sure this happened this sounds like a legit way they could’ve met.

"Hold still," she warned with little delicacy in her voice as she pressed the cloth drenched in disinfectant to the wound. He hissed low in pain, his hand clenching into a fist around the fabric of his discarded shirt as if that would make the stinging go away.

After dabbing the surface of the wound clean, she set the cloth aside and reached for her set of clean bandages to wrap around his torso. He tensed when he saw her reach for her salve first, and muttered with a hoarse voice, "Is that really necessary? I don't think touching it is gonna make anything better-"

"It is better," she said when she twisted off the lid and scooped a handful. "This helps against inflammation, so hold still once more."

"Infla-what-" he managed to mutter out before hissing out of predjudice when she smeared the salve on, only for him to fall quiet in confusion.

"It's cool."

"Yes."

"It doesn't sting?"

She wanted to sigh. "Of course not. This is not a disinfectant. Now can you lean a little more back so I can wrap the bandages better?"

He did as told, calmly leaning back on his upper arms so he was no longer bending his torso as much. The cut on his abdomen cleaned up and no longer bleeding, she started fixing the fresh set of bandages around his stomach, ignoring but feeling his eyes fixated on her. She tried to think of something to take the attention off of her hands, but couldn't think of much as she resumed her job in silence.

When she figured she was done, she started loading her salve and the cloth in her pack, making a mental note to wash it later. He spoke up.

"Why did you help me?"

"Skipping the 'thank you', I see."

"'Thank you'," he quickly answered while rolling his eyes in dismissal. "In any case, I was handeling this-"

"Didn't seem that way to me when you had a dagger lodged in your stomach," she rebutted, never taking her eyes of her bag as she was still packing. He huffed.

"Minor discomfort," he tried to downplay but wasn't convincing. "I was winning-"

"It's not winning if the endresult is almost bleeding to death." She finally raised her head, but her eyes were narrow and her face wore a frown. "You should count yourself lucky I was even nearby in the first place! If I hadn't stumbled upon your fight there is no telling if you would live to tell the tale!"

He, wisely, shut his mouth. There was still disagreement in his eyes, but he said nothing when he slowly sat up and made himself more comfortable. Ayuya discarded her bag near the campfire, standing up and hauling more wood into the flames.

"So..." he started again. "Why did you help me?" She sighed at his persistence.

"You looked like you needed the help, alright?" She wanted nothing more but a distraction from the irritating redhead sitting in her make shift camp, but aside from trees there was not much else to look at. "You were severely outnumbered and already injured, did you want me to stand and watch you die?"

He shrugged. "I can't say I'd blame you if you ran tail. Even with your help we were still outnumbered."

"It's 'turned tail'. And even so, I can't just abandon someone that needs help."

He hummed. "So guilt."

"That's not it." She sat down next to the guy as she sought out the phrase. "I know that if it was me in that situation, I would appreciate any help I got. I've always been taught to 'do to others what you want them to do to you', so I went and helped. That's all."

He clicked his tongue. "You're an elf, right?"

She was slightly taken aback by the change of subject. "Wh- Yes. What about it?"

"Well, aren't elves supposed to mind their own business? I never heard of an elf to do charity work like this."

"I- wh-" she gaped like a fish on dry land. "Who cares if I'm an elf! Don't you realize you could've died??"

He shrugged and folded his arms behind his head to lie down, but grit his teeth at the sting in his abdomen. Ayuya saw it and let it happen.

"You're not aware of your situation at all, are you?"

"I'm plenty aware of my situation," he snarled. "I get it that I could've died without you intervening, alright. I just don't get that after all the stuck-up elves I met one just suddenly feels good enough to stick out their neck for once."

She found herself at another loss.

"I can't speak for other elves since I barely know any," she spoke sternly but not harshly, as she weighed her words. "But the one I did know was my uncle and he wouldve never let anyone die on his watch, and I'm not planning on doing any different."

He seemed to have no response to that. She crossed her arms.

"Well?"

"What's your name?"

"Huh?"

She had trouble reading the expression on his face, which was slightly tense but dead serious. Different from the defiance he's shown so far.

It made her a little nervous.

"Why do you want to know?"

He seemed irked at her question. "What, am I not supposed the name of my 'savior'?" he layed the sarcasm on thick. "If I'm stuck here for the night I'd like to not adress you with 'Lass' every time I want your attention."

It seemed reasonable for her, but she didn't feel like complying so easily. "Only if I can hear my 'patient's name first," she snarked, mimicking his need for sarcasm. He grumbled.

"It's Tiro."

"Does 'Tiro' have a last name?"

"Do I look like I have one," he bit back, looking away in what seemed to her as disinterest. "I'm just a guy from a farmer's village. Not much more to my name." He eyed her with curiosity. "Now tell me yours."

She sighed. "Ayuya."

"Ayuya who?"

"I don't have a last name either," she copied his tone mockingly. "I don't know it. I've been living in the woods for years. Not much of a family tree that I know of."

"But you just said you had an uncle?"

"Had."

"Oh."

This time she was the one to shrug. "Don't worry about it. Out of all the things he told me he just never bothered with a last name."

They fell silent and it felt a little awkward after such a loaded subject. She threw another glance at him, and was startled to see him looking right back at her, unabashedly. That reminded her.

"Why did you even get attacked? What did you do to have six people gang up on you like that?"

He shifted his gaze to her purse. "Do you have any water on you? I'm thirsty."

She sighed and fished a waterskin out of her bag, tossing it to him. "At least change the subject subtly."

He caught it just barely, and put the thing to his lips like he just crossed a desert. Water dribbled down his chin, drops falling on his light colored pants which where still tainted with his own blood. Just looking at the dark red stains felt surreal to her. He finished the contents with a satisfied huff and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand before he gave her a nonchalant shrug. "You wanted to know why I got my ass handed to me?"

She snorted. "Who wouldn't?"

He held the waterskin upside down to catch a drop to wash his hands with, she figured. "In all honesty, I don't know myself. Best case scenario, they just think I'm an asshole."

She scoffed. "How is that the best case scenario?"

"It's the best case scenario if you know the other possible scenarios," he muttered while trying to shift to sit more comfortably. A grunt spilled from his lips and she resisted the urge to grab her bag and hit him with it.

"Stop trying to move so much! You're going to end up reopening the wound if you keep doing that- damnit-" she clawed at her bag to grab her pillow, crawled her way over and shoved the thing behind his back.

"Lie down already. Grant your body some rest-"

He glared at her. "You're not the boss of me."

She held him by his upper arms and gave a little push. "Doesn't matter. Just lie down, it will feel better."

He grumbled and eventually let her push him down slowly, leaning his head on the pillow with a low huff. He sought her eyes again with a wary look. "Don't try anything weird just because I'm lying down now, though."

"Wasn't planning on it," she deadpanned while loosening the ties that bound her bedroll to her backpack. She unfolded it and began to drape it over the boy.

"I also have my own bedroll, you know," he started, putting significantly less of a fight as he was starting to feel tired.

"A bedroll is a bedroll," she replied while she finished up getting him tucked in (much to his dismay). "Get some rest, tomorrow morning we'll try and find a cleric to fix you up."

He eyed her quickly up and down.

"What about you then? Don't you need rest yourself?"

They shared a look.

"I'll have to keep watch for now," she ended up saying. "We wouldn't want to be ambushed in case your 'friends' have back-up."

She laid her cape down and took a seat on it.

"Besides, I need significantly less rest than you do. I'll wake you tomorrow morning to get a few minutes in myself-"

"A few minutes? You're kidding, right?" He seemed to have trouble staying put because he pushed himself up on his arms to look her in the eyes, showing obvious disapproval. "I get that we gotta be on guard, but you're not gonna function on a powernap! We can take shifts-"

"Out of the question," she shut him up with a glare. "First off, you're the one still recovering. If there's one who REALLY needs rest, it's you. Second, I'm an elf. I don't 'sleep'," she lectured using her fingers as air quotes, "I meditate and it takes a lot less time than you humans do with your eight hours of sleep. I'll function just fine on half an hour of that, trust me."

He opened his mouth to protest but couldn't find a solid retort so she creeped over and pushed him to lie down again. "I will wake you early next morning, so sleep, for crying out loud. I'm not strong enough to carry you back all the way to civilization myself, alright?"

She sat herself down back where she was seated before, keeping her eye on him before tending to the fire.

"Don't worry. Tomorrow morning you'll be rid of me."

((And then they traveled together for two months))

[bnha-villianous-imagines-blog]

Aaaahhh!! I'm really loving your writing! Could I request a 19 with Shigaraki? Please and thank you so much! (Fem or gender neutral, whatever is easier for you to write!)

//ahhh i love tomura so much! i’m glad you requested him i hope this is okay!// #19 "I could kill you right now!"

He tries his best to tell himself that this is normal. Because deep down, he’s sure that it is. Everyone fights, everyone shouts, everyone will eventually get caught up in the heat of the argument and spit out something that they don’t mean to someone they love.

“You’re crazy, you know that? Pulling a little stunt like that you could’ve ruined the whole operation!”

Tomura isn’t exactly innocent either.

“Would it kill you to fucking help me out at least ONCE? You’re so goddamn selfish, tomura.”

“Watch your fucking mouth”

“Fuck off i did all that shit by myself, this whole alliance would be falling apart without me and you know it!”

“This alliance was working just fine before you got here, you’re not irreplaceable i could kill you right now and it wouldn’t even matter i could find someone else to do the shit you do in a minute”

Tomura was pacing back and forth he’s angry and upset, and yeah, he knows he’s being petty. He knows he probably went too far even for him, He isn’t proud of it, but it is what it is.

He pauses for a moment waiting for a snippy remark from his partner but he doesn’t get one, instead he looks at her and sees the hurt and betrayal in her eyes before she quickly composes herself,

“Fine whatever, i’m done”

She turns her back to him and begins to walk towards the door

“What do you mean you’re done? Get-”

“I mean I’m done with the alliance and i’m done with your shit”

Tomura looks stunned he knows he went too far with his words but he didnt expect this reaction from her.

“Look we- i need yo-”

“But you said that it doesn’t matter if you killed me you can find someone else to replace me, good luck finding someone else to put up with your shit”

He didn’t miss her eyes glassy with tears or how her voice trembled as she spoke those words.

He was at a loss for words he just stood there motionless as she slammed the door behind her.

It’s normal, he supposes for couples to fight…but it doesn’t make him feel any better.

He’s been obsessively sending her texts for the last thirty-five or so minutes.

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10 missed calls and 100 unread texts…

she skims the texts - all from tomura obviously, Each one is progressively more concerned and paranoid than the one before it and somehow that actually manages to make her feel angrier.

/This is such fucking bullshit/

/Where the fuck are you gonna go to at 12 in the goddamn morning?/

/Quit being overly dramatic and come the fuck home./

/it really isn’t safe to be out alone this late someone could recognize you./

/You’ve been gone for a while…../

/Where are you???/

/ please answer your phone. Are you okay???/

/ just tell me you’re okay and i’ll leave you alone/

she quickly checks the time on her phone it’s 1:00 am now, which means she’s been gone for almost an hour…she lifts her gaze and drags her eyes over her surroundings late night in the middle of winter, great. she’s walked past countless dark alley ways and corner stores with her mugshot on the windows  by now, and yeah, she knows tomura is probably right that it isn’t safe for her to be out.

She looks back at her phone screen, finger hovering for a moment over tomura’s contact, almost ready to select it and call him back. she moves to press call, but as she’s interrupted from a text.

/I’m in the car, i’m going drive around till I find you/

she sighs in annoyance, not even hesitating this time as she presses his contact to call her shitty boyfriend.

Tomura picks up immediately

“hello??”

“….it’s me.”

“Where the fuck are you?”

she glances around her, looking for something that she can use as a landmark.

“Uhhh im at some raggedy ass neighborhood, there’s like a mcdonalds with tape over the windows and spray paint on the walls”

“Okay i know where that is, stay there i’m picking you up”

“Okay whatever bye”

“Wait stay on the line you don’t have to talk to me jus-”

Before he can finish his sentence she hangs up the phone, she grins a little thinking about how angry that probably made him.

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When tomura pulls up, she gets in the car without a word, and tomura drives off as soon as the door is shut. they drive back to the hide out in a bitter silence, and tomura feels absolutely exhausted. she gets out of the car first, not looking back to wait for tomura as she unlocks the front door of the hideout, at this point, tomura is sure that she must feel pretty exhausted too.

When she comes inside, she notes that the place is trashed. It certainly hadn’t been when she stormed out, she follows tomura through the hideout with small, quiet steps towards the bar. tomura settles onto a stool, with a sigh he rubs his hands on his neck and resting his elbows in the bar. she rests her chin on her  hands and makes a point not to look at tomura.

Tomura realizes that she’s crying.

He sees her hands trembling and he hears her quiet sniffles, There’s a few moments of silence that sits like a wall between them, and the longer it stands there, the worse tomura feels. It’s only after a few minutes that tomura speaks up in a soft tone.

“I shouldn’t have said all that shit to you about replacing you.” his face is tense as he ushers out the rest of what he wants to say, “I didn’t mean it… I know shouldn’t have said it.”

she  breathes in a slow inhale, leaning back against the bar.

She’s still avoiding his gaze  

“I don’t think you’re crazy, either.”

“No i am crazy.”

tomura pauses, she finally meets his gaze, her cheeks are red and stained with tears they’re both waiting to see which one of them will say it first.

tomura guesses it’ll have to be him, after all his the one who started the fight he should be the one to end it.

“Im sorry….and i love you so so much.” tomura says genuinly.

 she nods.

“I Love you too…”

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//Lmao wtf sorry this is longer than what i originally planned i guess i just got too carried away. //