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âčââĄâ⥠cowboy!rafe always snuck into farmer's!daughter!reader's room to give her a goodnight kiss.. but what happens when their innocent little kiss turns into something much more?
warnings: sweet fluff, flirty banter, brief flashback, daddy kink lol, sneaking around, unprotected sex, dirty talk, rafe covering your mouth, crying, overstimulation
a/n: iâll be opening reqâs soon! lately here iâve been wanting to get out some of my own prompts since over half of my works are all reqâs.. but iâm excited to see what you girlies send me! find more of farmerâs!daughter!reader and cowboy!rafe here <3
wc: 1.2k
âopen up, doll face.â you sat up in bed, rubbing the sleep from your eyes as rafe lightly tapped on your window. he made you so giddy, you scrambled up from the warmth of your sheets, unlocking the hatch before helping him climb in. âi thought you werenât coming..â you whispered, pouting up at him as he snickered. âyâgotta have faith in me, sweetheart. when have i missed a goodnightâs kiss?â rafe cupped your face, both of you smiling against each otherâs lips before melting into one another.
you always felt so warm and fuzzy inside when you and rafe got to share your secret little moments together, the simplicity of just being together without having to worry about someone catching you two made both of your hearts swell. rafe knew how to sweep you off your feet with a single kiss, a string of giggles tumbling from your mouth as he not-so-quietly threw you onto your bed. ârafe!â you scolded him, your heart beating in your ears as he slotted himself between your thighs.
âmy daddy is next door! what if he hears..â you slapped his chest playfully, the man above you arching a brow. âdaddy? i thought i was your daddy.â your cheeks heated in embarrassment when you recalled the quickie you two had in the barn not too long ago. rafe had you bent over a hay bale, his thrusts making you unable to speak until he asked you the golden question.
âhmmph! fuckinâ say it. tell me what i wanna hear, whoâs your fuckinâ daddy?â
taking your bottom lip between your teeth, rafe smiled as he shook his head down at you. âyou just thought about it, didnât you?â snapping you out of your flashback daze, you laughed when he leaned down and pressed a wet kiss to the column of your throat. he smelled like soap, the slight stubble on his cheeks tickling your skin. as if your hips had a mind of their own, you grinded your clothed cunt against rafeâs thigh, a whimper leaving your lips at the lack of friction.
âhey,â rafe cupped your tits through your flimsy night top, âyou thought i wasnât coming tonight, right? thatâs what you said.â your eyebrows knitted in confusion before a gasp slipped from your mouth. âyes..â rafe trailed a hand underneath the waistband of your sleep shorts. âso why donât you have any panties on?â you froze, eyes flickering down to where rafe ran a finger between your folds. keening, you couldnât help the moan from leaving your lips.
rafe stared at you for a moment, his eyes growing dark as he clamped a hand over your mouth. âiâve been thinking about this pussy all day. âthink you can stay quiet for me?â of course you couldnât.. and rafe knew that. you stared at him with wide eyes, butterflies fluttering in your tummy when he took himself out of his pants. âi mean it. we donât want your old man chasing me down with that shotgun of his, now do we?â you shook your head, your eyes fluttering shut when you felt the head of his cock prod at your entrance.
you shrieked, his hips rolling into yours as he slowly bottomed out inside your cunt. if it wasnât for rafeâs hand muffling your scream youâre sure both of you would be in deep trouble right now. rafe rested his head on your pillow, a shaky breath leaving his lips as he started thrusting. feeling his weight on top of you like this had easily become your favorite thing, the closeness of it all made your heart sing. âfuck, i could never get used to this.. âfeels like the first time all the time.â he grunted.
you held onto his wrist, your thighs hugging his waist as he kissed the side of your face. âtaking me so fuckinâ good, you were made for me, yeah?â you whined, your eyes watering as rafe continuously hit that soft spot inside of you. your headboard started hitting the wall, a smirk gracing your boyfriendâs features. ârafe!â you whispered, tearing his hand away from your face. âs-slow down!â you attempted to push him away while simultaneously trying to keep your noises to yourself.
rafe picked up his pace, wrapping a hand around your throat. âcanât..â you shook your head, your chest rising and falling as the knocking of your headboard only got louder. rafe cursed under his breath when you cried out, working fast to get you turned over so he could push your head into the pillows. âwhat did i tell you?!â he scolded, landing a smack to your ass. you didnât have any time to react to the stinging sensation on your backside, your orgasm washing over you once rafe started stroking your clit.
you fisted the sheets underneath you, biting down on your lip as white hot pleasure blinded your vision. rafe made no attempt to soothe you, instead he wrapped your hair around his fist, pulling you up as he nipped at the sensitive skin in the curve of your neck. âsweetheart?â you gasped when your fatherâs voice sounded from the other side of your bedroom door. you cleared your throat, frozen in place as your door knob rattled. âanswer him.â rafe spoke in your ear, his tone sending a shiver down your spine.
âwhat?!â you stammered, heavy tears rolling down your cheeks as rafe continued to rub hard circles on your sensitive bundle of nerves. âanswer him or iâll make you scream.â you wanted to shoot a sassy âyou already didâ, but you didnât dare chance it. your chin wobbled, your mouth falling open in a silent moan. ây-yes?!â you called out, glaring at rafe over your shoulder when the sound of his hips slamming into you bounced off of the walls. âyou alright in there?â you bit the back of your hand, your head falling weakly.
âis this a girl thing or somethinâ, should i call your aunt?â your cheeks heated, a chuckle sounding from the man behind you. âno! iâm o-okay!â rafe pulled your hair again, his lips close to your ear as he whispered the dirtiest things youâve ever heard. âwhat would your pops think, huh? catching his perfect little angel getting fucked like this..â your eyes rolled to the back of your head, your knees slipping out from under you when rafe pushed you flat on your sheets.
âalright.. goodnight!â you ignored your fatherâs voice, the only thing your brain allowing you to process was rafe cumming inside of you, his fingers digging harshly into the flesh of your hips. âshittt,â he hissed, âson of aâ fuck!â it was his turn to cover his mouth, his muscles constricting as you practically milked him for all he had. you reveled in the feeling of his hot cum filling you up, the thick ropes still connecting you two even after he pulled out.
you sighed, both you and rafe panting in the small space that was your room. âyou okay, doll?â rafe kneeled down at your side, pressing a small kiss to the corner of your lips. blinking at him, you nodded before pulling him next to you. âitâs really late..â you yawned, glancing at the little clock on your bedside table. âi know.â rafe grumbled. there was nothing he hated more than having to leave you like this. wrapping his arms around your waist, rafe waited until you fell asleep slipping out of your window again.
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FINE ill review it DAMN
Review of hellraiser heartbreaker
Playlist:
Murder on the Dancefloor - Sophie Ellis Bextor
Tommy Gun - Royal Republic
Do I Wanna Know - Arctic Monkeys
Tell Me The Truth - Two Feet
Undisclosed Desires - Muse
Jolene - Beyonce
I Wanna Be Yours - Foxy Shazam
Chapter 1.
Yoo lmao young wolvie is like "whats wrong with this guy?" And wades SOOO excited to be beat the shit out of.
"Let my babt boy go >:( you big meanies" ahh wade you silly thing.
Sokay baby boy dawww
Flirty kitty it is
Remeber kiddos introducing two wolverines in a very small area is NOT advised. Young wolvie is like a kitten, his hair going up and growling because hes scared and Logan growling to admit dominance and maturity over him. Jeez lousie.
"Ahahah behave" wade honey I bet logan loves when you defend his place in your life.
Chapter 2.
Oooh what a good start I love how hes sitting here staring at wade because he knows him and logan is NOT having it. He knows what young pups try to do, they try to steal your mate and hes not about to let that happen.
Pfft logan really said "ah hell nah id fuck anything back then im coming too"
THEY FUCKING VAN GOUGHED ME HAS TO BE ONE OF THE BEST LINES EVER
âThis is why youâre my favorite.â
Logan tried hard not to smirk at that. He failed.
That right there confirms that wade KNOWS logan is jealous already and is lowkey trying hard not to entice younger wolverine too much because he knows he's gonna kill him.
I should thank Wade then. I should thank him very thoroughly .â
Oh so youve chosen death little one?
"Gotcha you pointy little bitch!" Me at my splinters.
Aww man wade is being so careful with both of them, hes just less careful with you logan cause your younger has a collar on right now thats all.
Did you forget your wade is one of the top mercs there is? He never has NOT gotten a job done, which means handling wolvie with care you stupid old man.
Chapter 3.
Yo he already said no once. Leave it.
He finna kill you, you better start acting right.
âI said no.â There was no hint of playfulness or friendliness there. Just finality. It was enough to make Wolverine back down.
See? I told you. God you little degenerate. You need trained that no means no sheesh.
Yeah those hips are quick but they aint for you
Awwww logan got him rabbits like a good hound dog. Bro really said "man I need to impress my mate lemme go kill some innocent rabbits to eat"
Finding food and showing how reliable he could be to Wade.
âOh Logan,â that was a new tone from Wade. Affectionate. Directed at Logan. Not at him.
Yes exactly.
Wade brought me home
He sure as fuck did. He might as well collar you with his name on it too. Big strong boy. All jealous of a little inexperienced wolvie. Psshh lets be so for real.
âI don't see a ring, asshole.â
âDon't. Fucking. Touch. Him.â
ALEXA!! PLAY SINGLE LADIES FOR THE EPIC FIGHT THATS ABOUTA HAPPENA
Suddenly, the tip of a katana pushed against Loganâs cheek.
âWhat did I say about fighting?â Wade panted, his white eyes glaring. There was that seriousness in his voice again. Logan rolled his eyes at him. The katana pushed into Loganâs cheek until a trail of blood came out.
tHIS IS WHAT I KEEP SAYING!! wade does NOT fuck around when it comes to jobs! He was taught and trained to ALWAYS finish the job. Hes terrifying bro I would literally kill myself if I knew this man was after me because id be afraid hed play with me and not kill me fast enough.
Both of you need to settle your shit. I canât have you guys fucking my mission up
Exhibit B. Do NOT come between an adhd man and his dopamine and his dopamine is finishing missions and getting cash.
Ooh my poor baby though. Like seriously you need a shock collar and maybe neutered bc holy hell no is non existent to you but you just miss your own. Its a shame yours always dies. Its really not fair. But you cant just go stealing other peoples wades either. Hes limited edition baby. If him and his poolcule dont invite you you cant touchy.
Got inspired by PrettyPonyRideToHellâs fic Hellraiser, Heartbreaker
Never knew I needed Worst Wolvie having to deal with his little shit, younger self and with Wade ofc caught in the middle đâš
#deadpool and wolverine#poolverine#logan howlett#wade wilson#deadpool#deadpool 3#wolverine#deadclaws#fic review
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⥠I See You - LN 4 âĄ
Summary: Lando is under immense stress due to his career and he can't drag down his love with him. Will their relationship survive a horror movie?
Author's Note: This was requested and as soon as I saw it, I was excited to start it and I had so many ideas for this so I hope y'all enjoy it!
WC: 6k+ with some instagram posts
CW: poor mental health, a bit of angst, a kiss here and there, happy ending
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f1 Just one lap couldâve made all the difference for Landoâs race đŁ
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User32 Lando needs to stop thinking he âshouldâve wonâ itâs starting to seem a little entitled.. The two ahead of him have 165 wins between them
User33 They completely ruined Oscarâs race
User34 the only thing he brings to McLaren and F1 is shame
User35 Geez people in the comments are so quick to say hateful things but donât think about how their words hurt, lando is pressuring himself into doing good and yall just wanna hate on him at any chance you get
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f1gossip sources close to the couple are saying that Lando Norris and Y/n L/n have split after just 7 months together
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User22 she was just one of the girls heâll date for like a summer then leave when heâs bored. Canât wait to see who the next slut is
User67 she lost color in her face since sheâs been with him, glad she finally knows her worth
User54 she looked so bored recently, and i mean itâs her right since he practically love bombed her
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âI canât break you when Iâm breaking.â - was all you heard before everything went silent.Â
You and Lando had been together for about 7 months, not all of which was rainbows and daisies.Â
When you first met, it was like stepping into the sun again after having spent so long in the dark. You had your fair share of heartaches before Lando. It was hard for you to give in to him at first, but after a few weeks, you gave in and youâre grateful for giving not only him, but yourself a chance.Â
You knew what you were getting into when you started dating him. You knew he was a driver in F1 and that his fanbase could be quite protective of him. You also were aware of his crazy schedule with the races and meetings and training. Lando also told you about how he and his ex had to break up due to the invasion of privacy that was experienced, and how his ex simply couldnât do it anymore, which is more than understandable. But even with every warning he gave you, you still stayed.Â
These past few weeks have been chaotic though. Lando is a strong contender for the WDC this year against Max and thereâs pressure and eyes all around him. Youâve watched as the media berated him for weeks and weeks, never letting up. Everyone has high expectations of him and itâs slowly destroying him, even if he canât see it yet.Â
You wonât lie, it has indeed had an impact on your guysâ relationship. Not only is distance and time difference straining you two, but the constant analysis and comments from the media have taken a toll.Â
It was obvious to you that Lando would be gone for most weeks out of the year, but now, even when he is home, heâs not fully there. Itâs like heâs a ghost in his own home, his own body.Â
âYouâre not breaking meâ - you tell him. But you both know youâre lying. As much as you may love him, his distance has been something that has destroyed you. You started to wonder what you were doing wrong, how could you fix this?Â
âI am, and itâs hurting me so much that Iâm doing this to you when you donât deserve all this shit. You deserve so much more. You deserve all the good things in life, like seeing your partner for more than a week, going to the grocery store without being stalked by fans, having someone who can be there for you, someone who wonât drag you down.â he says, tears streaming down his face. His hands are shaking at the thought of losing you, but he knows he loves you too much to let you down. Heâs completely broken now. His heart aches and sinks every time he thinks about how youâre being treated. He doesnât want to be the person who takes your sparkle, who makes you feel less of a person.Â
âYouâre not. Iâm fine. Weâre fine, love. I can handle it, all the shit thatâs getting thrown at us. We can survive this horror movie.â you try to convince him⊠convince yourself, as tears are now streaming down your face as well.Â
âWe canât. Iâm not the way I was, Iâm not the same person I was when we met.â you watch as he takes a shaky breath in, trying to compose himself, âAll I ever wanted was to drive and race in Formula 1. But now that I have it, it doesnât feel enough. As soon as I joined, so much pressure was put on me to be the best. When I started, the car was shit, so I helped make it better, and I did. I feel like all Iâm doing is trying and trying to please everyone and to be who they want me to be, but itâs so hard. And this isnât what I wanted. I just wanted to race and have fun, not drive myself to the point of destruction. I donât want to be the machine that the team, media, and fans want me, and expect me to be. I feel like Iâm giving my all to the team and to the sport but itâs not enough and itâll never be enough. I feel like Iâm stuck and I canât get out no matter what I do. The one thing I wanted all my life, and now itâs mine. But it feels like Iâm theirs.â he lets out an ironic laugh.Â
You slowly walk to him, moving to hold his hands in yours. Without missing a beat, one of your hands gently lifts his chin, making his eyes connect with yours.Â
âTheyâre feeding you to the wolves and itâs unfair. They cheer your name until the lights go out, then they throw you to the side and disregard you till the next time they need you. Theyâre not fair to you and itâs draining you. You have a look that I canât recognize. You used to love this sport with all your heart but now itâs the thing thatâs killing you.â
âBut I need to keep going. I need to prove that I can be what they want. I need to prove that Iâm not just some spoiled, ignorant kid who paid his way to this place. I need to show that I earned my right to be here and to have this seat.â he tries to explain.Â
âI understand that, Lan. But we need to find a better way to handle all this. Itâs clearly taking a toll on you and your health. Itâs been a long year. Youâre constantly watched and analyzed, with people documenting your every move to create sickening plots for their stories of you, of us. They expect so much, so youâre expected to follow, but thatâs not how itâs supposed to work.â He pulls back from you, removing his hands from yours and taking steps back. You watch as he begins to pace the room, shaking his head as he speaks.Â
âTo know me is to hate me, and to hate what Iâve become. Itâs to watch me fail over and over again, and I canât keep doing this to you. I canât let you hold my hand in yours anymore.â he says as he stops in front of you, trying his best to refrain from spilling more tears but itâs merely impossible. His biggest fear is coming into fruition, heâs losing you. Heâs letting you go. He wanted to let you out of this mess before it was too far gone for you to come back to life. You gave him all of your best self and your endless empathy.Â
âWhat are you saying, Lan?â you barely let out as a whisper, afraid of the answer.Â
âIâm letting you go. I know Iâm gonna sound like an asshole but I have to do this. All this shit is just gonna hurt you more. You canât do this to yourself. Itâs killing me to know Iâm just bringing you down with me.â he practically pleads.Â
âI stay because I want to, not because I feel forced to or like I have to. I do it because I love you.â your voice cracks with the last bit.Â
âIâm sorry for all this. I care about you a lot and I hope everything goes well. I hope you get everything you could ever want. Iâm sorry for all the mess.â
âDonât be sorry. You are worth all of the shit. But can you please let me stay?â you beg through tears.
His lips are quivering, tear stains paint his face as he breaks himself in two. Cause truthfully, you will always hold a part of him. Through all the obstacles and shit, you stuck by him.Â
âGoodbye, y/n.â is all he says before he turns his back on you, walking out the door.Â
He didnât even wait for your response, leaving as soon as he could because he knew if he stayed any longer, he wouldnât have followed through with the breakup.Â
You werenât sure how long you stood there, in the middle of your living room. You had to watch the person you thought you would marry, walk out the door. You thought he was your forever. You shared your dreams with each other, planned out the house you two would grow old in. The house where you would have rocking chairs on the front porch where the two of you would watch the neighborhood kids run by, yelling at them to stay off the lawn. What dreams those were, dreams that would remain just that, dreams.Â
For a while after the breakup, all you did was lie in bed either sleeping the days away or doom scrolling on social media. It got so bad that your roommate/best friend had to physically drag you out of bed after a week of letting you rot in it.
The first day of what your best friend liked to call âpost breakup, glow upâ, you guys decided to just have a self care day where you took it easy and ordered in food and did face masks while coloring in some books.Â
It was fun and a nice distraction until your phone dinged. The look on your face scared your best friend so she looked over your shoulder to see who it was. Landoâs name was displayed along with a message, âHey, how you been?â.Â
Was this how exes interacted after a breakup? Typically after the breakups youâve experienced, there was no contact. Whatâs Lando up to? You knew he didnât keep in contact with any of his exes after their break ups, so why was he texting you?Â
When you snap back to reality, your friend is giving you a concerned look, wanting to know what was going through your head so she could help in the best way possible.Â
âShould I text him back?â You asked.
âI donât think itâs a good idea, babe. He still hurt you towards the end of the relationship, although not intentionally, but it still fucked you up a bit. I donât want you to lose the progress youâve made.â
âYeah, I understand. I wonât text him back then.â You tell her as you turn off your phone and throw it to the side, picking up your marker and starting coloring again.Â
You lied. You ended up texting him back later that night once you were back in bed, ready to end the night with what hopefully would be a decent sleep.Â
You and Lando exchanged a few texts, mainly just catching up and seeing how the other was. You werenât gonna lie, it felt nice to talk to him again. But what was this gonna lead to? Hopefully getting back together, but what are the odds?Â
The occasional text conversations took place over the course of a few weeks. Lando knew he shouldnât have been texting you, but he couldnât help himself. The weeks following the break up, he went back and forth on whether he regretted it or not. He wondered if it was the best thing to do.Â
Every day, he saw you in everything he saw or did. When he goes to get coffee, he swears he can still hear you laughing at the mustache of foam that would appear on his face after his first sip of coffee.Â
When heâs outside in the park for a run, heâs reminded of you when he sees the rabbits hiding in the bushes. You always used to squeal out of joy and cuteness from the rabbits, even if youâd already seen them about 20 times prior.Â
Every song, every film, every color reminded him of you. He thought about you every single day, wondering what you were doing and how you were. He even went as far as stalking your Spotify profile. He knew you made playlists for everything and he would watch your listening activity to see what mood you were in.Â
He wasnât surprised when he saw you listening to Taylor Swift and Gracie Abrams for hours on end. Those two were your go to sad girls. But he was surprised when none of the songs were about how shit the guy was. All the songs you were listening to were about regretting breakups and just missing someone.Â
The night he texted you for the first time since the breakup, he had been gaming with Max and a few of his other friends, trying to take his mind off things.Â
He didn't know what he texted you, he just did. He didnât even have a plan for what he wanted to say. It turned out all right in the end though. You guys had a peaceful conversation and shared a laugh or two, for which he was grateful.Â
Maybe you guys could remain friends?Â
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y/n_l/n iâm on my knees at the altar, baby
Asking God to wash you from my soul
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User4 heâs a waste of running mascara, youâre on to greater thingsÂ
alexandrasaintmeux the most beautiful girl in the world
User97 ummm, whatâs lando doing in the likes?! Didnât they break upâŠ
User23 she was a fool for thinking she could be enough for him
User10 lando leave the poor girl alone, youâve done enough damageÂ
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Everytime he texted you, you came back. Heâd ask to try again and youâd say yes. Youâd come back to his place and spend nights there, only for him to break things off again. He keeps saying he can fix it and do better. But then he sends you on your own again. He keeps telling you how much he loves you, only to tell you heâs not good enough for you and that you should break up, again.Â
For two months, the two of you went back and forth. You would break up one week then get back together the next. It felt like a game that you kept losing and you were tired of it.Â
It felt like you were always taking one step forward and two steps back. Now you know, none of this is fair to you. You keep trying to give him your all, trying to be there for him when he needs it but he still doesnât change.Â
You know youâre not falling out of love for him. But you think you have to fully let him go now. Do what he did to you to protect you, but actually block him out after. Instead of stringing him along like he did to you.Â
Itâs a week before the Belgium GP so itâs now or never.Â
You asked Lando to meet you in your shared hotel room as the Hungarian GP just ended earlier. Heâd gotten P2 which is amazing. But he still wasnât entirely happy with his performance as he thinks he couldâve done better. The team thinks he shouldâve gotten P1 and that it wouldâve helped gain more points for the championship.Â
You wouldâve preferred to pick a better time to do this, but there is no other time, at least anytime soon. But you donât want to be stuck here forever, in this loop of false hope.Â
When Lando gets back to your shared room, he finds you sitting on the edge of the bed, picking at the skin on your fingers.Â
âHey, stop doing that. Itâs not good for you.â He gives you a smile as he takes off his shoes and meets you in the bed. As he sits next to you, he lands a kiss on the top of your head and then a kiss on your cheek before finally connecting your lips with his in a sweet, warm kiss.Â
âYou said you wanted to talk to me about something? Whatâs up? Everything alright?â He asks, a bit of concern laces his words.Â
You take a deep breath and sit up straight, trying to gain the courage to follow through with your plan.
âI canât do this anymore.â You say. Landoâs heart drops at your words.Â
âWhatâd you mean?â He stutters a bit.
It takes everything in you to look him in the eye as you say âIâm breaking up with you, for good.â
âOh.â Is all that comes out of his mouth. Heâs turned his body forward, staring blankly at the wall as he processes this.
âIâm sorry, Lando. But itâs not fair to either of us. We keep stringing each other along. Hoping for something thatâll never happen. Iâm tired. It feels like Iâm the only one fighting for us.âÂ
Lando suddenly sucks in a breath of air, furrowing his eyebrows and turning his body to you before telling you ânoâ
âNo? Lando, what do you mean no?â
âNo, weâre not breaking up again.â
âYou canât just say no. Iâm- Iâm making this decision for the both of us. For our best interest, we have to break up.â
âNo, Iâm not having it. Iâm not doing it. Itâs you and me til the end.â
âLando, please can we ju-â
âNope.â
You sit there dumbfounded at whatâs happening. Is he refusing a breakup like itâs a piece of fish?Â
You sit there and stare at him for a hot minute before crossing your arms and asking âwhy?â
âCauseâ, is all he says before he stands up and goes to take a shower.Â
Ainât no way.Â
Youâre so confused and amazed at what just happened. He really just denied a breakup.Â
As Lando took his shower, you took this time to process what happened and how to go about this conversation again once he comes back.Â
After about 15 minutes, Lando leaves the bathroom in fresh clothes and stands in front of you, âwhatâd you want for dinner?âÂ
âDid you disregard my breakup speech?â You stand and ask.
âYes. Now, whereâs the room service menu?â He asks as he pads around the room, genuinely looking for the room service menu.Â
You bring your hands to your face and roughly rub your eyes to try and approach this correctly.Â
âLando, stop thinking about the menu for 5 seconds and look at me.â
Heâs stopped dead in his tracks and looks at you innocently.Â
This guy.Â
His bottom lip begins to quiver and his eyes become glossed with tears.Â
With a bit of rasp in his voice he tells you âWeâre not breaking up. I canât lose you again, I wonât do it. Youâre the best thing Iâve ever had and pushing you away was awful. I missed your laugh, I missed your jokes, I missed your loose hairs all around the flat, I missed your snoring when I tried to sleep, I missed you. Please donât go again.âÂ
Tears are streaming down his face as he begs you to stay.Â
âLando, we canât keep doing the same shit over and over again. We break up one week then get back together the next. You tell me youâll do better and youâll fix things but nothing changes. Youâre still under immense stress and letting people walk all over you. I donât know how we can survive this anymore if you donât try to change that.âÂ
You start to wonder if breaking up really is the best solution. You would still be sad about losing him and you would still constantly worry about him. He would still be stuck in this toxic place where everyone puts all their expectations on him. Everyone would still harass him and analyze his every move. What would breaking up really fix?Â
âPlease. Iâm standing here trying to be honest. Weâre a thousand miles away from the day that we started, and Iâm still in love with you. I just wanna forget everything thatâs come and gone cause I hate not being with you. The stars donât shine as bright when youâre not here.â
Slowly, you walk up to him, reaching for the sides of his face and using your thumbs to wipe away some of his tears. He instinctively moves his hands to your hips, holding you as tight as he can, as if youâre water in his hands. You look him in the eyes and realize you love him too much to let him go. You two love each other too much to leave it like this.Â
âHey,â you say softly, âwhy donât we do this? The Belgian GP is next week, right? Youâll go do that and Iâll go home for a bit. After the Belgian GP, Iâll meet you in Glastonbury, yeah? Weâll spend your break there and weâll try and sort out whateverâs going on up here?â You ask as you gently tap the side of his head.Â
All he can do is smile, grateful for you and your patience with his shit. He nods his head yes before pulling you closer and holding you tight, burying his face into your neck.Â
With a deep breath, you feel Lando relax in your arms.Â
âThank you.â He whispers in your neck. He canât believe heâs able to keep someone as special as you in his life, even with the war in his head.Â
âWeâll be alright. Weâre okayâ, you donât say anything else, just holding him closer, knowing itâs enough for him right now. Maybe you two could try to go back where you started.Â
Lando booked a flight from Belgium to go back to his hometown almost immediately after the race. He just couldnât bear being away from you for so long, especially after all the shit you guys have been through, especially after all the shit he put you through.Â
You decided that since heâll be landing quite late, the two of you would spend the night watching movies and eating some home cooked food. The beginning of the healing journey could start tomorrow.Â
When he landed at the airport, he was greeted by you with a massive sign that said âLando Norris - STD clinic emergency shuttleâ.Â
The amount of laughs that the sign got was a joy to you. Especially the laugh Lando had let out upon reading the sign. He knew you were gonna pull some shit like this, although he was surprised you didnât wear scrubs to add to the bit.Â
With a big warm hug, Lando finally felt like he could start to relax and let go, at least until the next race.Â
The two of you made your way to your car, then headed back to a secluded airbnb that you had rented for the next few weeks. Although the two of you were more than welcome to stay with Landoâs family, the pair of you thought it would be best if Lando had a place with some real peace and quiet to be able to sort through his mind.Â
During the drive to the airbnb, you put on a playlist that you had made for drives with Lando at the beginning of your relationship. It had been a while since youâd played it, so it was a pleasant surprise for him when he realized what playlist was playing after a few songs.Â
âI forgot about this playlist. Missed it." He gives a soft smile. The one he used to have before all the chaos had been inflicted. You can tell this little break will definitely bring back at least a small piece of your Lando.Â
âI did too. Found it the other day when I was clearing my playlists. I added a few more songs as well. I know we usually pick the songs for this playlist together but I thought itâd be nice. Hope you donât mind.â you tell him, wondering if maybe heâd be upset that you messed with the playlist without him.Â
âNah. I like it. Like a bit of a surprise for me.â he says as he shrugs his shoulders. You smile as you look at him for a moment. Your boy is coming back to you, slowly but surely.Â
âOh, donât speed here. Thereâs always this one fucking guy sitting in a corner, ready to give anyone and everyone a ticket.â he tells you as you turn onto a certain street.Â
âYou know every road in this county, don't you?â you tease, watching as he gets a bit shy.Â
âYeah, letâs just say he may or may not love to see me coming. He used to catch me speeding all the time and he gave me too many fucking tickets.âÂ
You just sit there and laugh at him. Of course the Formula 1 driver always gets caught speeding.Â
Once you pull into the driveway for the airbnb, Lando is smiling, already getting out of the car and closing his eyes, breathing in the fresh air and taking it all in. Heâs excited and grateful for this break from the races. As much as he does enjoy the actual racing, all the other factors were pushing him to his breaking point. The sun was collapsing but he didnât realize until everything came crashing down all at once.Â
Heâs pulled out of his thoughts when you close the car door. He starts moving to the trunk of the car to pull out his luggage. You wait by the front of the car, watching him roll his way to you and taking your hand in his as he leads you to the door of the house.Â
The second you unlocked the door and opened it, Lando ran in like a kid and immediately dropped all his belongings before flopping onto the couch.Â
Yup, thatâs my man.Â
âYou like it? Out of all the rentals available, I thought this one was the best. Itâs a bit far from everything and thereâs a hiking trail not far.â you tell him, walking to the kitchen to prepare dinner.Â
Lando is rolling on the couch as if he were a dog trying to get into a comfortable position. His head pops over the back of the couch to look at you, âYeah, seems quite cozy. Thanks for this, darling. I know I donât really deserve you but Iâm really grateful that youâve given me so many chances.â
âDonât thank me, love. I love you and I want you to be okay,â his cheeks blush at your words. Itâs been a while since youâve called him âloveâ, âPut something on the tv and lie down for a bit while I prepare dinner, yeah?âÂ
âYou sure I canât help you? I can peel a potato or something⊠okay maybe nothing as advanced as peeling a potato but I can boil noodles or something.â he chuckles a bit.Â
âGorgeous, last time you tried to boil noodles, you burnt the water. I still donât know how you managed that.â you couldnât contain your laugh at the memory. It was one of your first dates with Lan and heâd wanted to make you a home cooked meal. Take out ended up being delivered.Â
âYeah, alright. Weâre watching Hannah Montana.â he said as he flopped his back against the couch.Â
When dinner was cooked, you and Lando plated the food before moving to sit on the floor in the living area, using the coffee table to eat off.Â
The two of you continued watching Hannah Montana until the episode where Blue Jeans became ill. Lan immediately changed the show to play the movie rather than the tv series.
âLan, you do know Blue Jeans recovers at the end of the episode, right?âÂ
âYeah but he still has to go through the traumatic experience of being bitten by that snake and I just canât. Weâre gonna watch the Hannah Montana movie now and slow dance to âCrazier', cry to âButterfly Fly Awayâ, and dance to âYou Can Always Find Your Way Back Homeâ.â he tells you sternly. He's made up his mind and nothings gonna change that. So thatâs just what you do.Â
When Taylor Swift appears on the screen and starts singing âCrazierâ, Lando jumps up off the floor and leans his body towards you, holding his hand out for you to take. Once you place your hand in his, he pulls you swiftly off the floor, pulling your body close to his. You wrap your arms around his neck while his hands are secured on your waist. The two of you swing your bodies slowly and effortlessly to the melody thatâs playing in the background.Â
When the lyric âyou lift my feet off the ground.â Lando does exactly that. Heâs gripped your waist and lifted you in the air, bringing a squeal out of you as you were not expecting that. He keeps you above him as you let out a fit of giggles. Once your feet land back on the ground, you fall into Lando, trying to catch your breath. You listen to his heartbeat and hold him tight. He really is your favorite person.Â
In true Lando fashion, he knows all the words to this song. As he should since he decided it was one of your songs a while ago. You watch as he sings the words to you, and you realize just how truly in love you are with the person in front of you. You would wait forever for him. Heâs the closest to heaven youâll ever be.Â
Once the song ends, the two of you sit back down and continue watching the movie. You were cuddled up to Lando, wrapping yourself around his arm as he rested his head on yours, occasionally leaving soft kisses.Â
The beginning chords of âButterfly Fly Awayâ play and Lando is already in tears. Heâs already buried his head into your shoulder as he sobs about how emotional the song is. âHe was always there for her. He tucked her in and turned out the light. He had to do it all alone!âÂ
All you could do to comfort him was hold him close to you and rub his back. You hummed along to the song, Lando loved it when you did that. You never sang in front of him, but when you did, it was like God's greatest gift to him. Â
The end of the movie was near as the opening chords of âYouâll Always Find Your Way Back Homeâ. The two of you were already on your feet, ready to dance and sing along. Lando had even pushed some of the furniture out so that there was more room for dancing.Â
With some crazy moves and a whole lot of jumping around, you and your love had the time of your lives.Â
Lando is pointing at you when he sings the lines ââCause, when Iâm feeling down, and Iâm all alone, whoa, oh. Iâve always got a place where I can go.â singing completely off key but who cares, heâs having fun, and so are you.Â
When the song comes to an end, youâre in Landoâs arms, trying to catch your breath again. But it feels impossible when everytime you look at him, he takes your breath away. The most beautiful man ever is yours? Crazy, really.Â
You stay in his arms for a moment, looking into those eyes that looked like sunlight was filtering through leaves.Â
âHome.â he breaks the silence, smiling down at you wholeheartedly. He cocks his head to the side before continuing, âYouâre my home.âÂ
It took everything in you not to break down into a puddle of tears at that moment.Â
Instead, you bring your lips to his, connecting them in a sweet, soft exchange.Â
After putting the furniture back in place and cleaning the dishes from dinner, you lead Lando to the room youâll be sharing during this little vacation.Â
After a quick shower, Lando meets you on the bed, almost collapsing onto it due to the exhaustion heâs been in.Â
Thereâs no need to exchange any words at this moment. You just pull Lando into you, watching as he rests his head on your chest and wraps his arm around your waist. You scratch the back of his neck, messing with his curls a bit as your other hand draws patterns on his bare back.Â
After a minute, you feel Lan relax into you, watching as his breathing becomes shallow and steady. It didnât take long for him to fall asleep and you're thankful. He truly does need sleep, especially for the talk you two will have in the morning.Â
You follow suit with Lando and fall asleep soon after him. It was the best sleep youâd had in ages.Â
The sun shines through the thin, cotton curtains that cover the windows. Landoâs chest is warm against your back, his arm wrapped around your torso, keeping you close to him. The steady breathing lets you know heâs still sound asleep. You check the time, reading 7:24 am. Itâs still a bit early so you decide to get some breakfast prepared for when Lando wakes up.Â
You slowly and quietly move out of his arms, careful not to wake him as you know he wonât stay in bed if he knows you arenât next to him. Once youâre out of bed, you brush your teeth andÂ
make your way to the kitchen.Â
Breakfast is kept simple, just some overnight oats with some fruit and honey. After a few minutes of washing and cutting some fruit, you watch as Lando emerges from the bedroom, sleep lacing his features.Â
âI didnât hear you leave the bed.â he frowns at you.Â
âSorry, darling. I knew you were tired and I didnât want to wake you so soon. But your timing is perfect! I've just finished preparing breakfast.â you smile gleefully, presenting him with a beautiful bowl of fruits and oats.Â
The smile on his face is enough to brighten the whole room. âThanks, baby. Looks amazing, as always.â, he walks around the kitchen counter to kiss you.Â
Once heâs sat down and begun eating, you tell him your plan for the day, or his plan.Â
âI was thinking we could go on that hiking trail I told you about. Getting some fresh air and some sun could be good for you. We could also talk a bit? About everything?â
You can tell heâs a bit uncomfortable from the way he stiffens when you mention wanting to talk. He was never really one for talking about himself and the things heâs struggling with. He much prefers listening but he knows he has to let you in a bit.Â
Without looking up at you, he responds, âYeah. Sounds good.â continuing to stuff his face with his oats.Â
Once you two had finished breakfast, you put on your shoes and made your way to the hiking trail.Â
During the beginning of your walk, you decided it would be best to get Lando to feel comfortable before jumping into the whole discussion of him and his mental health. So you begin by asking, âSo, Tarkov, how have you been doing in it?â
He looks at you with genuine surprise, wondering why the fuck youâre asking about Tarkov when he knows itâs not your type of game. But, he answers anyway, âErm, itâs turned into more shit and giggles if anything. A lot of messing with Max and them. Oh, the other day I stabbed Maxâs character in the leg cause he stabbed my foot. And then I stabbed him again but his game was glitching so he couldnât heal. He was actively dying and couldnât stop it so I shot his guy. Letâs just say he wasnât exactly joyful about that. But in my defense, he wouldâve died anyway. It was a mercy kill.â he laughs to himself.Â
After almost 45 minutes of walking, you guys stumbled upon a nice lake that was surrounded by trees. There was a shore with some large boulders so you led Lando there for a bit of a break from walking.Â
You two sat there for a moment before you broke the silence to try and talk to him.Â
âYou know I love you right?â you ask him, watching him look down at his hands and start to fiddle them.Â
âYeah.â he responds quietly.Â
âI want you to be okay, Lan. I can see you being torn apart by everyone and everything. I donât want to watch you fall because you donât deserve that.â âItâs hard, being me. I know I should be happy for everything that I have. I mean, I have money, a house, so many fucking cars that I donât need, a loving family, and the most amazing and beautiful girlfriend. But, it feels like Iâm drowning in everything with racing.â - he confesses, his tone is low, matching the way his reality makes him feel so small.
You scooch closer to him, taking his hand in yours, âI know itâs been hard. And you have the right to feel the way you do. Youâre the person who gets the most shit right now with the media. Theyâre all twisting shit to fit their narrative. But you need to keep pushing back, donât let them walk over you anymore.â âMy mind is complicated. But when youâre here, next to me, it quiets a bit. I know that when Iâm with you, everything is easy, like a million things can be thrown at me, but at the end of the day, if youâre here, Iâll be okay. I know I sort of broke you, someone I love so much. Itâs all me, in my head. I burned us down and Iâm sorry I did that to you. I donât wanna lose you.â âYouâll never lose me, Lan. Iâll keep your hand in mine, until weâre food for the worms to eat, til our fingers decompose. This love of ours isnât temporary. So Iâm not gonna give up on us, on you.â - your hand touches the side of his face, bringing him to meet your eyes before you continue, âIâm still yours, even when you lose your mind and try breaking up with me a million times. None of this is your fault. Youâre all I want.â
Tears begin to stream down his face as he leans his forehead against yours, âI just want you to know who I am, outside of the racing and the drama. I donât want them to see me, just you, cause youâre the only one who understands me.â
You lift his chin so he can look in your eyes again as you say, âI know who you are. Youâre the best thing thatâs ever been mine, and Iâm never letting you go again.â
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landonorris baby, you showed me what living is for and i dont wanna hide anymore
Thank you for everything, my love. I wouldnât be where I am without you đ§Ą
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User23 now wait a min â how many chapters did i miss?
User54 i told yâall they were fine! No way a couple as in love as them would ever break up
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First Sight
@dira333: what if you're related or friends with the Miya twins and they accidentally or not set you up with someone on the msby roster? Meian is really cute if you know the manga, but there's also Sakusa, Hinata or Bokuto
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Osamu had already closed Miya Onigiri for the day, yet his two favorite moochers were still sitting at a booth consuming his food for free. He sighs, having already locked the doors, and put the chairs on top of the tables. He takes a seat next to Atsumu and joins your guysâ conversation. âIâm just sayinâ,â Atsumu starts, âIf yer so lonely, go out anâ meet someone. It's not that hard.âHe finishes his sentence by taking a gigantic bite. He nods to himself like he made a great point, though you and Osamu are giving him side eyes.Â
âAnd how would ya know that? Ya havenât gone on a date in over three months.â You point out.
Osamu snorts and adds, âLast relationship I remember you cryinâ like a baby, sayingâ that ya would never love again.âÂ
Atsumu scoffs and mumbles a âShuddup!â while you let out a deep sigh and rest your head on the cool surface of the table. âIt's not fair.â You whine. âI've got like, no love life. Why donât ya set me up with yer hot friends?âÂ
They share a look for a minute, then at the same time say âNo.â You scoff and slam a hand on the table.Â
âWhy the hell not!âÂ
Osamu raises his hands in defense while Atsumu enters âbig brother modeâ. âYer our only sister, and I love ya too much to set ya up with the idiots I call friends. Yer too good for them!â You roll your eyes but he continues. âOmi probably has some secret girlfriend already, Shoyo only thinks about volleyball, and Koutaroâs.. Well, he's.. I dunno. But I donât trust them with ya!â
You groan and give Osamu a pleading look. âPlease?â He gives you a deadpan look.
âIt's a hard no. Iâd have to kill Rintaro if he even looked at ya wrong.â You groan and throw your hands in the air.
âGimme a break! Iâm a grown woman, I can handle myself.â They both burst into laughter, so you kick Atsumu under the table.
âOwch! Hey!âÂ
â
You were watching a movie at home by yourself when you heard your phone start to buzz. You glance away from the screen to see âSamuâ in bold letters pop up on your phone. You pause the move and check the text he sent you.
Samu: Hey. You still looking for a date?
Your eyes widen and you start to squeal. âYes! âSamu for the win.â You start to celebrate prematurely when your phone buzzes again.Â
Samu: I have an idea but Tsumu wouldnât like it lolol
Your smile drops and you grab the phone to respond.
You: what does that even meanâŠ
Samu: Sooo have you ever met his team before?
You: no, Iâve met Kiyoomi but only briefly. why?? who are you thinking of?? OmgÂ
Samu: that desperation is exactly what made me think of him LMAO
You gasp in offense and angrily respond,Â
You: WTF DOES THAT MEANÂ
Samu: anyway! đ I was thinking of inviting some of the team to my place for dinner or something, you wanna come? you canât tell Tsumu youâre coming though or he'd throw a fit or smth.
You chew on your lip in thought. On one hand, you really want to meet someone. On the other, if it ends up not working out, it could really make things awkward for your brother and his friends. You pause. Heâll be fine.
You: I'll be there :) love you!
Meanwhile, Osamu sighs and leans back against the headboard. âShe better not say I never do anything for her. Hmph.â
Samu: love you too đ
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Osamu was drying his hands when he heard the doorbell ring. âCominâ.â He opens the door and there stands Atsumu, Kiyoomi, Shoyo, and Kotaro. Atsmu gives a cheeky grin, holding up a case of beer.
âI come bearing gifts.â Koutaro blinks in confusion.
âBut I bought it-â
âShush.â
Osamu moves aside so they can all come in. âNo one else cominâ?â Kiyoomi shakes his head.
âShugo was going to but he got caught up with something. The rest all had other arrangements.â Osamu nods in understanding. Shoyo immediately beelines for the kitchen.
âWhat smells so good? Iâm starving!â
Kiyoomi furrows his brows stating, âYou ate the whole way here.â
Just then, the doorbell rings again. This time there is no need to open the door, because you just so happen to have a key. âHello!â You stroll in like you own the place. Osamu has to fight to hold his laugh in when he sees the look on Atsumuâs face.Â
âI didnât know what to bring so I just brought cookies. I think I burnt them though.â You mumble. Kiyoomi gives you a nod in acknowledgment as you set the platter of charred baked goods on the counter. âSoo⊠are ya gonna introduce me?â
âSamu. What is she doing here?â Atsumu chokes out. You scoff.
 âIâm literally standing right here.â
âWhat? I canât invite our own sister to my apartment?â Osamu gives an innocent shrug.Â
âThis was supposed to be a guys night!â Atsumu complains childishly.Â
Shoyo pipes in, âI donât mind! The more people the better. Right, Bokuto? âŠ.Bokuto?â
â
If you had asked Koutaro then, he would have sworn he had never seen a more beautiful girl. The moment you walked in the door it was like he lost all of the air in his chest. He almost texted Keiji to ask what a heart attack felt like. His heart thumped in his chest and he could feel his hands start to get sweaty. Pretty girl. Iâm not good around pretty girls.Â
He didnât even realize that he was being spoken to until Shoyo poked his arm. âHuh? Wha? Oh- Yes. Stay. Please.â Everyone just kind of stares at him for a moment before moving on. He accidentally stares at you while you get introduced to Shoyo, yet you donât notice till Atsumu tries introducing him. You give a shy smile and a wave, and that's all he needs to see to know that he's a goner.Â
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You had never taken a good look at Koutaro Bokuto before this, and boy do you wish you had. Everything about him had you feeling weak in the knees. He was very built, taking up a large portion of the sofa that he was sitting on. You had snuck a glance at his back while walking in and Jesus. That man was built like a Greek god. His golden eyes seemed to never leave your figure, and he kept giving you a dopey smile. You give a small smile back and wave, hoping you donât make a fool of yourself. Later, you swore you saw Osamu give you a thumbs up, but he denies it.
Everyone else flocks to the kitchen to start getting something to eat, yet you and Koutaro stay behind. You hesitantly sit down beside him, a few feet away. You both give sheepish smiles directed at the other, not sure what to say. Just then, Osamu comes back. âDarn. Weâre out of soy sauce. Koutaro, (Name), do ya guys mind going to the market and grabbing some?â He says, not very convincingly.Â
Shoyo gives him a confused look and starts, âBut there was some-âÂ
âShush.â
Koutaro immediately shoots up from his seat. âYeah, we can get it!â He gives you a beaming smile and you canât help but return in. He lends you a hand up from the sofa, practically bouncing with excitement. âWeâll be back soon.â Osamu gives you a wink and pats your back.Â
âTake your time.â
You and Koutaro are silent for a while as you walk to the nearest market. You notice that while his strides are larger than yours, he slows his pace to match yours. He shoves his hands in his pockets and takes a glance around
âSo, what do you do for fun?â He turns and asks suddenly. You hum in thought.
 âI guess I hang out with my brothers a lot. I watch movies alone sometimes. Work has kept me busy recently, so I havenât been doing much recently.â He nods in understanding.
He clears his throat before inquiring, âYou donât watch movies with your boyfriend?âÂ
You smile and shake your head, laughing. âNo, I donât have one.â He stops walking and gawks at you.
 âSeriously?! You're single?!â You raise your eyebrows in surprise and nod slowly.Â
âYeah.. why? Is it that surprising?â He shakes his head yes enthusiastically.Â
âI totally thought youâd be married or something, you're so pretty.â
You go quiet. âReally?â
âYes! Really! Man, I thought I had like no shot.â He adds. You both freeze and look at each other wide eyed.
 âHuh?â
 âWhat?â
You sputter and point at him. âYa just- ya said ya thought-âÂ
âI- well-!â You both stand on the sidewalk, fidgeting with your hands. He scratches his head and blushes. âAre you free tomorrow?âÂ
You had never said yes faster in your life.
âÂ
You two were dying of laughter, wiping your eyes from tears. âMan, I wish I had sisters.â You say.Â
âYeah, they're pretty cool.â He says matter of factly. You both had gotten sidetracked and never ended up going to the market. Currently, he and you were sitting on a pair of swings at a local park. Your phone buzzes softly and you apologize to him before checking it.Â
Tsumu: where tf did you goÂ
You: donât cockblock me <3
Tsumu: PARDON?
You click your phone to silent before turning back to Koutaro. âNow, where were we?â
â
It only took a few dates before he asked you to be his girlfriend. You agreed, of course. You would've said yes if he had asked the night you met, if you were honest. Atsumu begrudgingly gave Koutaro his blessing to propose a couple years into dating. Osamu was a bit offended that he didn't ask him, considering he was responsible for you two meeting.
Koutaro was terrible at keeping secrets, so he ended up proposing the second he got home after ring shopping. You felt a bit ambushed, having been washing dishes in unwashed pajamas, but it was still a definite yes.
Currently, Atsumu was walking up to the mic to give a speech during your wedding. You rest your head on Koutaroâs shoulder, and he intertwines your fingers. Atsumu pokes the microphone and the feedback screeches, bothering everyone.
âAhem. Now, if anyone knows me, they know I love my sister. That, and I only want what's best for her. That having been said, I would like a âthank youâ for this marriage, considering it was my idea to get ya together.â
âLiar!â
note: i just realized i keep writing the twins shushing people lol. Bokuto is so fun to write for đ heâs so silly
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Family Arguments (pt.1)
Summary: Family life with your husband was mostly a dream, but of course as all other families you have your downs⊠(Bakugou.k x reader)
This story is a bit silly but has some angst with comfort
Katsuki has mellowed out in his later years, now in his 30âs and no longer the needlessly mean and cruel teen he used to be; sure he still had his vulgar humor and still had a bit of an attitude when he talked but he wasnât needlessly angry anymore, no longer screamed at the top of his lungs and scrunched his pretty face into sour expressions. However, Arguments with him were never pretty, no matter how much heâs calmed⊠especially when it comes to your childrenâŠ
Kazumi Bakugou - the youngest twin
Kazumi had always been a leader, itâs what her father taught her to be. She never cracked to peer pressure, never backed down from a fight, and never let anyone talk down to her or about her.
However, that was what got her and her brother in trouble more often than not.
The girl wasnât cruel, just a bit mean. One of Kazumis friends (well not friend anymore) had tried to convince her to drink, sheâd snuck one of her motherâs wine bottles and was showing it off to her friends. Kazumi of course didnât want to participate in said drinking and said quick goodbyes before turning her heels and going home.
However, she stopped in her tracks when the girl called her a âbabyâ and baby? BABY? her?! Kazumi Bakugou?? She wasnât a baby!
And your daughter had her fatherâs childhood temper, so she stomped her way back to the girl and demanded she take it back, and the girl did not⊠so Kazumi warned her once more to take it back, âjeez! Had I known you were such a Rat and were gonna tell your daddy and mommy on me I wouldnât have offered you any in the first place!â The girl laughed.
And now you and Katsuki were in the car, going home after a parent & teacher meeting⊠about why your daughter punched another girl in the faceâŠ
And Katsuki was pissed⊠he gripped the steering wheel so tight his knuckles had turned white, his lips were pulled in a tight pout as he drove silently.
âDad I-â âWe will talk about this when we get home, I donât wanna hear you right now.â
And they did, they argued.. Katsuki yelling at her at the importance of self control and that what she did was uncalled for. Kazumi only argued back that if the girl didnât want to get hit she wouldâve apologized, and that only made him more Upset. She was just like him. Getting into fights for no reason other than her pride.
And that worried him, his mother was the same way and so was he; but he didnât want his daughter to be like him or his mother.
Yelling all the time. Being angry all the time. Letting your pride get the better of you⊠heâd lost many friends that way, hell even his relationship with his mother was almost destroyed because of it.
Sadly it was an argument neither of them were willing to loseâŠ
They both agreed to put an end to the fighting for now, and they would continue the argument in the morning.
You ended up having to listen to your husband rant for another hour or so about how she is just like him when he was her age. In middle school and blah blah blah, just talking in circles really. You eventually grew tired of his ranting and pressed a hard kiss to his lips and offered him a massage in bed for his troubles⊠that was enough to shut him up.
Koshin Bakugou - the Eldest twin
Koshin like his sister was raised to be strong and a leader. To never back down and to always use his best judgment when making tough calls.
⊠and today he had to make a tough call.
Him, his sister, his friends Yama and Rai were caught in the middle of some Villans. This was the risk of being children of heroes; villans would try to attack and kidnap you. Normally when things like this happened they were taught to find a way to run and a safe place to hide.
But Koshin Bakugou didnât want to hide⊠and from the looks of the villans they were weak scums compared to the villans their parents fought⊠the four of them could totally take âemâŠ
And he was right, they could take them⊠but not without a few scuffs⊠in the end luckily none of them had strong quirks, just inconvenient ones⊠until Rai ended up with a split lip and nose, and Yama a slight concussion. But the worst was his little sister, who ended up with two broken limbs and cracked ribsâŠ
It had come out of nowhere! It wasnât his fault!⊠was it?
And with in moments of entering the hospital, their parents showed up. Uncle Kami rushed to Raiâs side and Uncle kiri rushed to Yama and lastly his fatherâŠ
Katsuki just walked past himâŠ
Right to his sisterâs room where she had been out cold as the doctors inspected the damages done.
The drive home was silent and Koshin was to afraid to say anything, and when you all walked through the door it finally bubbled over,
âWhat he hell were you thinkingâŠâ
Katsuki didnât yell⊠it was a low quiet grumble⊠a calm before the stormâŠ
âI- I knew I could do it. I could pull it off and we-â
âThey all look up to you, you knowâŠâ
âI know dad-â âNo. No, you donât know.â
âYou say run, they run. You say swim, they dive in. You say light a fire, those three will show up with oil. You are a leader Koshin⊠you donât get to be selfishâŠâ
âBut dad I wasnât! I-â
âYes! Yes you were, just because you thought you were strong! Just because you thought you could handle it! And you were wrong!âŠâ
Koshin just stared at his dad, his angry red eyes staring down at him,
âFor a moment, did you stop and think what couldâve happened to you, to them! TO YOUR SISTER!â
âI- I-â
âYOUR SISTER COULDâVE DIED! SHE COULD STILL DIE! DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?!! ALL BECAUSE YOU WANTED TO PRETEND TO BE STRONG.â
âI- no, dad- I- I just- I-â Koshin began to hiccup, stuttering and stumbling over his words as he tried not to cry, ââŠâm sorry dad..â his voice cracked, as he hunched over and began to sobâŠ
And thatâs when Katsukis anger came to a screeching halt, seeing his son breaking down was like getting a bucket of ice water thrown on him. Youâd begun to softly sniffle as well by this point. And katsuki knew he just couldnât stay this angry⊠it didnât feel good.
So he reached down and pulled his son close, letting the young boy cry into him. Mumbles of âIâm sorry, Iâm sorry dad, Iâm sorryâŠâ Katsuki didnât speak, just held onto his son tighter.
Later that night, just before you and Katsuki were about to fall asleep; you heard knocking at your bedroom door before it pushed open,
âCan⊠can I stay with you?..â Koshin ask his voice barely above a whisper, standing in your doorway. His eyes red and puffy, both you and your husband didnât say a word and just moved a bit to the side to create room for him in the middle.
Koshin wiggled his way under the covers, pulling them past his chin to his nose,
âKoshinâŠâ
âYeah dad?â
âIâm proud of youâŠâ
ââŠâ
âYou did what you felt was right, just like I taught you⊠and for that Iâm proud of youâŠ. But please⊠please, never scare me like that ever againâŠâ
âOk..â
âI love you,â
âI love you too dad,â
And for the first time in a long time, Koshin slept in your bedâŠwith you and his dad.
Me while writing this ^^
ANYWAY! I hope you enjoy this!!! I was gonna have more character BUT from the looks of it, it wouldâve been a LONG ASS thing, so for now itâs just Katsuki!! If you wanna see the next characters I planned please show this some love to keep me motivated!
#bnha bakugo x reader#bakugo x reader#bakugou headcanons#bakugo katuski#katsuki bakugo fluff#bnha katsuki#bnha x reader#bnha bakugo katsuki#katsuki x reader#faceless bride's tag! đȘŠđŠ#mha angst#mha bakugou#mha x reader#bakugou imagine#Brideâs - BNHA fics
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Day nine of âobligatory sugar baby Konâ behind the cut. tw: implications of past grooming/abuse and the inherent problems that causes for someone who was in that situation and hasnât processed it trying to have a relationship with someone actually age-appropriate. prev: (( chrono || non-chrono ))
Tim doesn't let himself kiss Kon for quite as long as he wants to this time. He doesn't want to say he doesn't want to move too fast and then get them both all riled up five seconds later and, wellâundercut that, or whatever. Or seem like he didnât actually mean it, maybe.Â
Also he does still need to make sure Konâs gotten in enough calories today; he definitely still needs to do that. Thereâs gotta be a decent place they can get in last-minute with a carefully-applied bribe or two, if nothing else. Kon deserves âniceâ, still, and also Tim is not gonna half-ass the date after that conversation. Whole-ass all the way.Â
âUm,â he says, clearing his throat again. Kon grins all sunny and pretty at him and it is a very, very flustering sight. Tim wants to smudge his eyeliner and mess up his hair and buy him an entire apartment block, or at least a suburb or two. âWanna find someplace to eat? Maybe look through a couple shops on the way?âÂ
âOh, just a couple, huh?â Kon teases, his grin widening giddily. Tim feels very flustered.Â
âI mean, we are in the shopping district,â Tim says, refusing to admit to any embarrassment about being that easily seen-through. He has an entire lifestyle to fund for Kon here, alright, and that he is gonna not only whole-ass but double-ass. Triple-ass, maybe. Quadruple.Â
. . . though modeling age-appropriate relationship behaviors was already gonna be hard enough with how little personal dating experience he has, much less the sugar daddy thing.Â
Yeah, thatâs gonna require some planning.Â
âAnd that was totally an accident, right?â Kon asks with a laugh that is actually more like a giggle than anything else, which Timâs brain unhelpfully burns down an entire metaphorical warehouse district about.Â
âI plead the fifth,â he says, tugging Kon back onto the sidewalk, and Kon giggles again and ducks his head as he shakes it, squeezing his hands one last time before letting go of one to follow him more easily. Tim feels stupidly wooed and soft and definitely wants to destroy the lives of everyone who has ever so much as mildly inconvenienced the adorable bastard. Kon wasnât cute before, dammit. He was not prepared for Kon to turn out to be cute.Â
âYou are literally fucking ridiculous, babe, I hope you know that,â Kon tells him, still grinning as his face flushes again and tugging the collar of his jacket up over his mouth with his free hand. âLike, you actually got me a frigginâ flower, you frigginâ nerd. Likeâseriously?âÂ
Tim canât help suspecting Konâs joking about that because flowers and cute little dating clichĂ©s arenât the kind of thing he thinks anyone should bother doing for him, which honestly at this point seems like a pattern of behavior. Especially after earlier. Whichâit's not like he didn't go into this already knowing that Kon's loudly overinflated self-esteem and cocky attitude was partially bluster and self-defense, but the more time they spend together like this, the more it seems less like âpartiallyâ, and more like âentirelyâ.Â
Tim is going to get this adorable bastard so many flowers as soon as he gets him in a cul-de-sac to be keeping them in. He is gonna keep Kon in flowers until the goddamn heat-death of the goddamn universe. Heâll get a florist and set up a weekly order of varying tropical flowers and make sure the neighborhood is full of flowering bushes and trees and bring a bouquet to at least two dates a month, if not just literally every single one of them.Â
âI wanted to,â he replies with a shrug, because that sounds more normal to say than any of the rest of it and sincerity seems to be the most efficient way to cut the legs out from underneath any attempts Konâs making at downplaying the point of the gesture. âI was hoping you'd like it.âÂ
Kon turns red, then ducks his head and grins helplessly wide, still half-hiding his mouth behind his jacket collar. Tim feels an irrational urge to smother him. Like, affectionately, he means, but also kind of literally.Â
Maybe he has some wires crossed right now, given how much of a workout the supervillain timelineâs been getting lately.
#timkon#tim drake#kon el#conner kent#dc robin#superboy#wip: obligatory sugar baby kon#implied past grooming#implied past abuse
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Cute ways the jjk girls (+ genderbends) use jujutsu in your relationship
A/n:I initially had this ideal with fem!gojo, but then it expanded to other characters. Let me know if you have any ideas for a part 2 or something with other characters
Also I kinda did something similar with fem!inumaki here if you're interested
Fem! Gojo
Lapse blue
Y/n:Hey babe, do you mind grabbing me that glass of water?
Fem!gojo:sure thing sweetie
[She uses blue to make the glass float toward you, but the water splashes on your face]
Y/n:......
Fem!gojo:s-sorry
Infinity
Y/n:Come on, tori, I already told you I'm sorry
[You try to hug her, but infinity stops you]
Y/n:Can you please deactivate your technique?
Fem!gojo:No way! You ate my last mochi. That's basically the same as cheating. I'm not letting you hug me
Y/n:[sighs] I'll buy you some other ones ok? And some more cakes
[Gojo immediately turns off infinity and hugs you]
Fem!gojo:Thanks, y/nnnnn! I knew you loved me
Six eyes
Fem!gojo:Hey y/n, what happened?
Y/n:what do you mean?
Fem!gojo:Your shoulder, it's all hurt and purple
Y/n:.....how did you know? I'm wearing a sweater
Fem!gojo:I have really good eyes remember?
Y/n:oh yeah, I forgot about the six eyes, sorry I got hurt during a mission and just didn't wanna bother you
Fem!gojo:it's never a bother for me, I'll just call shoko and bring you an ice pack
Fem!sukuna
Heian era form
Y/n:Kuna.....is this really necessary?
[It shows you being carried by 2 of sukuna's arms while an other one is stroking your hair]
Fem!sukuna:Of course, are you saying you don't like this?
Y/n:No, I do it's just......why?
Fem!sukuna:uraume said I should try being more affectionate with you. This is how I do it.
Y/n:I guess your arms are pretty comfy
Fem!sukuna:good, I don't want to hear you complain
[She kisses you while you blush harder]
Yuki tsukumo
Star rage
(Tbh I forgot if this is exactly how the technique works)
[You're trying to open a jar, but it's too tight]
Yuki:Do you need some help, baby?
Y/n:Yeah thanks
[You give her the jar, and she opens it without problems]
Yuki:here you go
Y/n:Thanks
Yuki:could I get a kiss for that~?
Y/n:[giggle] sure
[You kiss her cheek, and she smiles brightly]
Yuki[talking to herself] yes! I know using my technique was worth it
Y/n:......what do you mean using your technique?
Yuki:o-oh nothing
Y/n:Wait, did you put mass in the lid so I couldn't open and jar and you'd get a kiss?
Yuki:..........noooooo what are you talking about? Hehe
Y/n:If you wanted a kiss you could have just asked for one you know?
Garuda
Y/n:...........yuki, can you tell your shikigami to stop following me?
Yuki:Why? It's not that bad
Y/n:it wasn't but I think it's taking it a bit too far
[Garuda completely wraps itself around you]
Y/n:see
Yuki:that just means it likes you, just like me
Y/n:....I guess that's nice then, but it's still kinda uncomfortable
Yuki:ok, I'll tell it to stop, we both know you very much prefer my hugs anyway
Yorozu
(I've decided i wanna write for her too, I'll add her to the masterlist now and I chose her instead of mai not only because her creation is better but also just because I kinda like her more)
Creation
Yorozu:y/n! Look what I made for us
[She shows you two rings with your names engraved on them]
Yorozu:it took me a while, but I finally did it! Now we will be bound together even more than we already are
Y/n:Oh thanks, that's so sweet....even if we aren't married yet
Yorozu: Those are just details. What's wrong with thinking ahead
Y/n:hehe, alright
[You start to take the ring with your name on it but she stops you]
Yorozu:Oh no, darling, you'll be wearing the one with my name so that everyone knows you're mine, and I'll wear the other one so that everyone knows I'm yours
Y/n:Oh, that's....sweet
Yorozu:I'm glad you think that, I can't have anyone thinking my darling is free to take, here I'll even put it on you myself
Fem!megumi
Ten shadows:divine dogs (and mahoraga)
Y/n:Please, gumi, I swear I won't ask you anything else ever
Fem!megumi:[sighs] you're really like I love you.....alright
[She does the hand sign and summons the dogs]
Fem!megumi:Go smell y/n and find their hoodie
[The shikigami do what she said and start searching for it]
Y/n:Thanks, you're a lifesaver megumi
Fem!megumi:you're welcome just don't get used to it
[The dogs eventually find the hoodie and give it to you]
Y/n:Oh, thanks so much to you two too. You're such good boys
[You start petting them while megumi gets closer to you]
Fem!megumi:wait minute.....that hoodie isn't it nobara's? Why does it have your smell on it
Y/n:oh no I can explain she just gave-
Fem!megumi:I don't need any explanation. With this treasure I summon
Y/n:wait no stop it!
Fem!geto
Cursed spirit manipulation
Gojo:Hey, geto, what are you waiting for? We're gonna be late for the mission
Fem!geto:don't be so impatient satoru, I'm just waiting for y/n
Gojo:Come on! Your partner can wait, I just wanna get this over with
Fem!geto:if they don't come, I'm not going either
Gojo:fiiiine, you're the only thing that makes missions interesting anyway
[After waiting for a bit geto looks at the sky]
Fem!geto:oh looks like they arrived
Gojo:hm?
[They look up to see you riding rainbow dragon]
Gojo:You made them ride on your curse?
Fem!geto:they were gonna be late and asked me
Gojo:that's so cool you have to make me ride on it too sometimes
Fem!geto:[sighs] I suppose one time is ok
#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jujutsu kaisen#x reader#jjk x reader#jjk#gojo x reader#female gojo x reader#sukuna x reader#female sukuna x reader#yuki tsukumo x reader#yuki tsukumo#yorozu x reader#yorozu#jjk yorozu#megumi fushiguro x reader#female megumi x reader#geto x reader#female geto x reader#gn reader#satoru gojo x reader#satoru gojo#ryomen sukuna x reader#ryomen sukuna#fem sukuna#fem gojo#fem megumi#female gojo#female sukuna#female megumi fushiguro x reader#female megumi
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heeeelllo! sorry to bother you if you're busy, but would you like to do something with Reo? LITERALLY ANYTHING IS GOOD, but please fluff. thanks for your attention and have a nice day đ
Taro Milktea?! || m. reo x gn!reader
genre âł - - - fluff fluff fluff !! (little angst <3)
synopsis âł - - - You've liked the Reo Mikage for such a long time now, but you never really thought of confessing. Why? It's only because you were scared of all the endless scenarios that would happen if you did, so you just continued to be his best friend. A new milk tea shop just opened around the two of yours school so you invited him and Nagi to try it out! You thought it was the perfect way to end the day after all, but little did you know that this would've been the day that you just happened to accidentally confess your feelings.
word count âł - - - 1.3k
warnings âł - - - a few swear words here and there, maybe a bit ooc (?), nagi mentioned but only has a platonic relationship with Reo and y/n.
author's note âł - - - thank you so much for requestingg!!! literally motivated me to make one more fic before the weekend ends, i hope you enjoyed what i cooked up !!!!!!! i actually loved this so i hope you love it a lot as well  đ„șđ
"Hey Reo, Nagi! I heard there's a new milk tea shop that just opened around the corner of our school! Wanna go there after you guys practice?" you shouted towards the other side of the classroom that startled the purple-haired a bit. "Yeah sure, y/n! All of our drinks are on us, yeah?" Reo answered with a smile on his face. God, you were so in love with the man in front of you, yet you still couldn't manage to tell him your true feelings, one day i will, you thought.
Following the two boys to the soccer field, you placed your bag on the bleachers and waited for them to start practicing. You didn't mind watching them, no, you didn't mind watching Reo at all. The way he played was just so mesmerizing, the way his feet dribble around the ball, and the way he shoots the ball with so much force just made you fall for him even more. Time passed by fairly quickly, you didn't how. Maybe you were just so focused on Reo that you didn't notice, or maybe the world just seemed to spin faster whenever your eyes were on him.
After Nagi and Reo practiced, the purple-haired boy decided to take a quick shower which left you and Nagi to chat for a bit before he was the one to take a shower. "Hey, you're bound to confess to Reo soon." Nagi stated, you were taken aback to be honest, you didn't know that Nagi knew that you liked Reo. "Huh? What do you mean? Reo's just a friend, Nagi..", you answered, acting dumbfounded. "I see the way you look at him whenever he plays, no, the way you look at him every time he's with you or with us. It's obvious, y/n. You should just tell him." Nagi real talked you, he was right after all. You were stupid for not telling one of your best friends the truth, but you were scared! You didn't want things to get awkward between the two of you! You knew you didn't have a chance, girls and boys come flocking to him asking him to be their dates, whether it be to a dance or Valentine's day. If Nagi thought that it was obvious that you liked Reo, shouldn't he know that by now too? He is the smartest guy in the class, then again, he wasn't the most emotionally intelligent. "Listen, I..i just don't want things to be different between us, I'm okay just being Reo's best friend, m'kay? Just let me be..", you told Nagi, with a fake smile. "'Kay, whatever you say, y/n" Nagi said, his tone sounding concerned.
"Ooookay, Nagi, it's your turn! Hurry up 'kay, I really want that milktea y/n was talking about." Reo shouted, you waved to him and asked him to sit beside you as you played with his wet hair. "H-hey! You don't need to play with my hair that rough..!" Reo remarked, you just chuckled upon hearing it. "Hey, you at least need to dry your hair before we go to milk tea shop!" you replied, laughing when you saw the face he made.
Finally, Nagi was done and the three of you went to the shop, interlocking arms with the purple-haired boy beside you. Reo's face had a light pink tint on it, you noticed it but you brushed it off thinking that he just probably felt hot because of the sun but the truth was, Reo genuinely liked you too. Like you, he was also scared of things being awkward if he were to confess. Whenever so many people came flocking to him with handwritten letters, store-bought or handmade chocolates, his eyes were still on you, wondering if you liked him the same way he liked you. He's already forgotten count of how many times he's screamed into his pillow, kicking his feet, and acting like a teenage girl daydreaming about her crush. He's tried to write letters, but it's no use, he just ends up ripping the piece of paper and throwing it around his room.
"Woah.. this place looks so pretty! I'm so glad you guys agreed to come with me!", you stated, Reo swore he could see sparkles in your eyes, he swore he saw hearts around his head when he saw you! "I'll order first, it's on you right, Reo?" Nagi asked to which the purple-haired nodded. "Uhh, I'll just order a medium sized lemon tea, no pearls please, thank you.", Nagi told the elderly woman working there, "I'll get a medium sized chocolate mik tea please, with extra pearls!" Reo exclaimed, a smile plastered on his face. "Hey, y/n! What're you gonna order?" Reo asked you and to be honest, you really didn't know what you were gonna order! The two boys in front of you ordered so quickly as if they were regulars! There were so many good flavors and toppings to choose from, you also had the tendency to be indecisive so how were you gonna pick in the span of a minute? "Hello? Earth to y/n..?" Reo added, "Uh..uhm! I'll just get the taro milktea. With uh, extra pearls as well and medium sized w-will be fine..!" you manage to speak out, "Why'd you get that? You tend to get sweeter flavors, right?" Reo questioned you, "Well uh..I kind of get pressured because the two of you ordered so quickly and I kind just said the first thing that came to my head which was Taro because it kind of reminded me of you..!" you said, really, really fast.
You spoke so fast that Reo couldn't under stand any of it. There was only one thing Reo noticed though, you ordering Taro milktea because it reminded you of him?! "Why'd you think it reminded you of me?" Reo asked, the tip of his ears turning red, "I guess since it was purple and your hair's purple which I really really like playing with and- oh my god, did i just fucking say that out loud?" you responded, pretty embarrassed, your cheeks turning into the same shade of light pink when you interlocked hands with Reo. "Y-you like playing with my hair..?" Reo asked, "Y-yes.. I'm sorry if that weirded you out, I just like you so much and your hair is so soft and smells so nice that I- oh my god, did I just do it again?!?!" you remarked, shouting towards the end. "Wait?! You like me, y/n? Do you really? Please tell me I'm not dreaming!!" Reo exclaimed, you were confused as hell. Did he like you too? If he did so, then how have you just noticed it now? Oh my god, if you really just had noticed it back then, maybe you would've been dating him by now!
Throughout the whole conversation slash confession, you realized that Reo's actions towards you and other people was different. The way he looked at you with so much love and care, the way he helped you with homework in your most hated subject, the way he would always talk to you with so much care and affection, all of that wasn't a coincidence, right? "I guess there's no point in hiding, huh? Well yeah, I do like you Reo, a lot." you said, the purple-haired boy responded by hugging you tightly, catching you off guard. "Oh my god, I can't believe this day finally happened!! I like you so fucking much too, y/n! You don't how long I've been crushing on ya!" the boy hugging you announced. He was so cute like that, he was so cute being so affectionate and lovey-dovey towards you.
"One medium sized lemon tea with no pearls, one medium sized chocolate milk tea with extra pearls, and one medium sized taro milk tea with extra pearls!" the elderly woman said. "Hey lovebirds, could the two of you get a room and get your drinks already, hurts m'eyes seeing the two of ya." Nagi said, it was only then did you pulled away from the hug, still holding Reo's hand on the way to get the two of yours drinks.
Nagi had already parted ways with the two of you when Reo asked you something, "Hey y/n.. since you're like my lover now uhmm.. do you wanna stay over for the night at my place?" you immediately squealed in happiness and agreed. It was safe to say that the milk tea shop became a frequent spot that you would have dates with Reo, still ordering the Taro Milktea.
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Enid: Woah, so this curse basically says that you have to obey my every whim or itâll cause immeasurable pain, both physical and emotional?
Wednesday: Yes, it is honestly quite terrifying, to me at least. Not that I donât trust you with my entire being, but I find the lack of agency⊠particularly disturbing.
Enid: Gosh⊠I canât imagine how scary that must be. I know you donât like taking orders and all, but this feels extreme.
Both girls are silent for a moment. Then Enid speaks up.
Enid: Hey, Willa?
Wednesday: Yes, mi amor?
Enid: I just⊠I want you to know that I will never use this against you. I mean, unless itâs for your health or something like that, I wonât make you do anything you donât want, like ever. I promise.
Wednesday: ⊠Thank you, Enid. Like I stated before, I trust you with my very life, ever since you saved it from the Hyde.
Enid: Iâm so happy to hear you say that. I guess I also just wish it wasnât under the weight of the fact that you pretty much donât have a choice.
Wednesday: The curse has nothing to do with my trust for you, Enid. I trusted you long before I knew that you were my accursed.
Or⊠The Addams Family Curse but itâs with actual angsty consequences.
Enid: Hey, Willa?
Wednesday: Yes, mi amor?
Enid: Could you likeâdo me a big favor?
Wednesday: Of courseâ
Enid: BUT! Only if you really wanna. Like really really, totes one hundo percent, super serious wanna. Ya know what I mean?
Wednesday: Enid, I assureâ
Enid: So likeâif you havenât never not wanted no more than to possibly more or less help me with something that isnât nothingâ
Enid: âthen if it isnât the opposite, please tell me now if you donât maybe disagree.
Wednesday:
Wednesday:
Wednesday: *IMPLODES*
#double negative#asks answered#answered asks#asks#rachelsfav queer#wednesday addams#enid sinclair#wednesday netflix#wenclair#incorrect wenclair#incorrect wednesday addams#incorrect wednesday quotes#incorrect quotes
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Bleeding Heart Part Six
Part One | Previous Part
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Almost two months after his first altercation with Hombre Misterioso, Cellbit hears a knock at his door as he's editing the last of Roier's photos.
Yawning, Cellbit leans his chair back and runs a hand through his hair. He cracks his neck and blearily checks the time in the bottom corner of his computer screen: three in the afternoon. He started editing almost nine hours ago. He's been out of coffee for two and a half hours at least.
So he gets up, groans as his spine protests at the sudden weight, winces as his bones all pop in quick succession. Picks up his coffee mug, ignores the knocking at the door, goes to start a fresh pot of coffee.
His mug was painted by Richarlyson at one of those do-your-own-pottery places. It's a bright, ugly yellow with a red heart and the words, 'World's Okayest Dad' painted on it in black.
The knocking continues.
Cellbit checks his hair in his reflection in the microwave. Pulls at one of the bags under his eyes. Sticks his tongue out. Grimaces at how stupid and old and tired he looks. (Bagi is 26, he thinks, so he should be, too. But, wow, he looks older. Much older.)
More knocking.
With one last forlorn look at his bubbling, brewing, beautiful coffee, Cellbit finally goes to answer the door. He's in his pajamas (sweats and one of Felps' old shirts), and he probably looks like a walking corpse, but, like. Whatever, anyone stupid enough to actually come to his apartment knows that he works from home. They should know what to expect when bothering him.
But:
"Hi!" Bluebird cheerfully says as soon as Cellbit's door is open.
Cellbit looks at her. He blinks, rubs his eyes with one hand, and moves to close the door in her face.
But he's stopped by Bluebird sticking her foot in the door and weaseling past him and into the apartment. She apologizes as she does so, but Cellbit knows that she doesn't mean it; she's a hero.
"Nice place," she comments, walking to the couch and plopping herself down like she's right at home.
"Um," awkwardly says Cellbit. "Get out of my house?"
"Who, me?"
Bluebird actually, really, legitimately looks around the room dramatically, head and hair whipping back and forth as she tries to find whoever it is that Cellbit is actually talking to.
Cellbit balls his hands into fists by his sides. Fucking. Heroes.
Bluebird's costume is basic: black undersuit, light blue vest and darker blue pants, white ski goggles. Her hair is halfway tied back in a ponytail. Her weapon of choice, her now-famous scythe, is on her back and digging into Cellbit's couch cushions. The Federation's logo is right on her chest, and all her sponsors' logos run down her sleeves and the legs of her pants.
Cellbit hates her. She isn't even making an attempt to hide her identity- the goggles aren't doing shit. Heroes don't have to hide themselves. Their faces are on cereal boxes. Bluebird is no exception, especially now that her popularity is skyrocketing.
Bluebird, of course, is assigned to find and defeat Hombre Misterioso. The public thinks that her job is to capture them so they can be tried and imprisoned in the Federation's special underwater prison facility. But Cellbit knows that she's going to kill Hombre Misterioso, and it'll be framed as an accident, and she'll get 'suspended' for a month or so as punishment but, really, it'll actually be a vacation reward for a job well done.
"What do you want," Cellbit flatly asks.
Sighing, he nudges the door shut behind him and leans against it, arms crossed.
Bluebird stares at him for a moment.
(Bare arms crossed, scars and all.)
And then she lets out a breath and crosses her legs, fold her hands neatly on top of her knees and tries to smile. Tries, because Cellbit can tell that her heart isn't in it.
"Hey," she hesitantly says, "so I'm supposed to be asking you about Hombre Misterioso and stuff, but, real quick, I just wanna say that I'm really sorry if Cucurucho's been bothering you."
"You're wasting your time," Cellbit tells her. "Get out of here before I call the cops for trespassing."
Bagi would love to arrest a Fed, even if the charge wouldn't stick longer than an hour after arrest.
Bluebird winces. "O-kaaaay, sensing some hostility here. But, listen, we all just want this guy caught, right?"
"Sure. It's a real shame what's happening to all your heroes."
"It is! And you almost ended up like them, but! But you didn't."
"Yeah." Cellbit nods. "Because I'm not one of you. You're talking to the wrong guy."
He smells coffee.
Ignoring Bluebird for the moment, he walks through the main room and past the couch and the hero on it so he can squeeze into the kitchen. His apartment isn't small, but the kitchen table takes up a solid ninety-percent of the kitchen's floorspace. It even dips into the main room, making it real hard to get around at night when the lights are off.
He grabs his mug and the coffee pot and pours himself a fresh cup. He can feel the warmth radiating out from them both, and he shivers involuntarily. (He usually wears a hoodie when he's working, but he spilled coffee on it earlier in the afternoon and hasn't gotten around to getting a fresh one out of the closet.)
Bluebird, of course, follows him. She hovers in the doorway near the end of the table; her scythe is tall enough to almost scrape the top of the doorway.
Cellbit raises his mug to his lips.
"You might not realize this, but you were probably targeted," Bluebird says, actually almost sounding serious. "Your parents might be dead, but you and your sister aren't."
Cellbit jerks so hard in response that he spills his fresh, hot, boiling coffee all down his front. But he can barely feel it through the sudden rush of hatred in his body.
"My parents had nothing to do with the Federation," he snaps. He pulls his wet shirt out in front of him and wrinkles his nose. "Excuse me."
He puts his cup down on the counter and pushes past a surprised Bluebird to go to his room. He actually manages to close this door behind him as he pulls his shirt off and starts searching for a new one.
As he's digging through his shirt drawer, he hears a tap-tap-tap at the window behind his desk.
Dread filling his veins, Cellbit turns around and sees a familiar gas mask poking out over the top of his computer monitor.
Hombre Misterioso waves.
Cellbit, suddenly, feels rather faint.
"No, sorry!" Bluebird calls through the closed door. "That was my bad! I meant your, uh, the parents you and your sister share? Not your actual parents."
Cellbit points aggressively at the window and mouths, 'Get the hell out of here!'
Hombre Misterioso just waves some more. They're absolutely smiling under their mask.
It's the afternoon. They haven't been seen once in the day, only at night. Sometimes in the evening. Rarely at dawn. Not when the sun is out; it's theorized that their powers relate to the darkness like the Demon's.
"I have nothing to do with those people," Cellbit huffs. He turns back around and grabs a random shirt out of the drawer and starts pulling it on. "Cucurucho probably made you read my file, right? So you should know that."
"It... briefly mentions the Webbers, but that's not what's important!" Bluebid protests. "The Federation is really worried about your safety here, dude! My partner, Lavagirl, is currently talking with your sister about this exact same thing."
"You'll have better luck with her. She's actually on your payroll."
"Yeah, so her time with the Junior Heroes actually makes her a bigger target than you, probably, but, listen-"
Somehow, Cellbit's window starts to squeak open behind him.
He whips around and glares at Hombre Misterioso, who freezes in place with their fingers on the glass. Are those... suction cups on their fingertips? What, are they a thief now? A Spider-Man wannabe?
"No!" Cellbit shouts.
Hombre Misterioso flips him off with a palpable roll of the eyes.
Bluebird repeats, "'No'? Aren't you listening to me right now? Hombre Misterioso is trying to kill you!"
Cellbit laughs dryly. "Yeah, no."
He angrily drives his finger downwards: 'Get down.'
Hombre Misterioso shakes their head.
Cellbit rolls his eyes and points at his bedroom door: 'Someone's here!'
Hombre Misterioso shrugs and starts moving his window again.
Cellbit bites back a groan and rushes to slam his window shut, having to reach around his computer to do it. It slams, and then it's immediately being raised again by the goddamn menace on the fire escape outside.
"Are you okay in there?" Bluebird worriedly asks. "You didn't get burned or anything, right?"
"Mmm, yeah, no, I'm burned as shit," Cellbit lies.
He hisses, eyes narrowed, "Fuck off! There is literally a superhero in my living room right now!"
Hombre Misterioso responds by pulling their cape aside and revealing the hilt of their sword.
"No!"
"Do I need to call an ambulance or something?" Bluebird asks.
"No, I'm fine!" Cellbit replies. "I'm putting on some burn cream now!"
"...You keep that stuff in your bedroom?"
"My computer is old as shit and I have to run Photoshop on it. I burn myself daily. Just... get out of here!"
Cellbit, only vaguely panicked, suddenly grabs an exacto knife from his supplies drawer and drags it across his palm.
Hombre Misterioso lets out an alarmed-sounding electronic gasp, but Cellbit just grits his teeth through the pain and forces a string of his blood out of his hand and around the window's latch and then around the leg of the desk. It ties itself off with a neat knot; Cellbit forces his bleeding to stop and starts willing his platelets to kick into action.
"No, wait, I'm a hero!" Bluebird argues. "I'm trained in first aid! Let me help!"
"I'm literally shirtless!" Cellbit, wearing a shirt, shouts. "Get the fuck out of my apartment!"
"Not until I know you're okay! Do you know how much trouble I'll get in if they find out I let a civilian get hurt?"
Oh, Cellbit knows.
The window rattles and strains as the string of blood keeps it shut. (Blood is made of iron, after all.)
With his palm already scabbing, Cellbit storms towards the door and slams it open, blocking his desk and window from view with his body.
Bluebird looks up at him, determined.
Cellbit wants to stab her.
Instead, he says, "Look, I'm not the guy you want to talk to about this. Your partner is already talking to Bagi, but you both have forgotten about the guy who chased Hombre Misterioso away from me that time."
(The window goes silent.)
For whatever reason, Bluebird sucks in a sharp breath before attempting a smile.
"Oh, Roier?" she asks. "We don't need to talk to him."
Cellbit cocks his head. "Really? Because I was unconscious. I can't tell you anything about what Hombre Misterioso was doing. But Roier saw it all."
"And he talked to the police."
"But Hombre Misterioso has to be pissed at him for ruining their kill, right?" Cellbit asks. "Serial killers always end up escalating outside of their pattern, everybody who's studied them knows this. They lose control. The pattern now is Federation workers, but maybe it'll expand to people protecting Federation workers."
Bluebird pales.
Cellbit rolls his eyes. "Come on, have you really not thought of that? Aren't you guys supposed to be, like, crime experts?"
"Hey! I'm new!"
"Yeah, and you're letting a civilian stay in danger because you're too focused on protecting a failed lab experiment," Cellbit scoffs. "Trust me, if this guy knows as much about me as you think they do, then they know that I'm not the guy they want to kill. They're looking for people who like the Federation, not people who hate it."
Bluebird narrows her eyes. "That's a dangerous thing to say to a superhero, you know."
Cellbit shrugs. "Sue me. You read my file, you know that I'm more likely to be a suspect here than a victim."
She nods. "...Yeah, but you don't have powers. And they do."
He smiles bitterly. "Right."
He looks at Bluebird.
Bluebird looks at him.
"Well?" he asks. "It's a couple of hours until the sun sets, and Roier's going to be leaving work soon. In that area of town? It's only a matter of time until Hombre Misterioso catches him."
There's a quiet laugh from the window.
Cellbit quickly covers it up with a cough and a faux-pained wheeze. He grips at his chest, wincing.
Bluebird's eyes widen. "Oh, shit! Right! Your burn!"
He waves her off. "Don't worry about it, I texted my friend. He's a doctor, he's on his way."
"Really?"
"Yeah, Pac from Chume Labs? He probably helped develop your training program."
"Oh, shit, you're friends with him?" she gasps.
"What can I say? Us Brazilians gotta stick together."
"Huh. Fair. Well..."
She looks uncertain, but she nods, acquiescing. "Fine. If he's coming. But, listen, call the hotline if you see Hombre Misterioso around, okay? You might not have the... best history with us, but the Federation is good people."
Cellbit smiles. "Get out of my apartment."
Once she's gone, Cellbit lets out a scream into his hands and turns to go and yell at Hombre Misterioso some. What the fuck!
He storms to the window and drops the string. It falls apart, blood splashing onto the desk and the carpet.
He wrenches the window open and finds himself nose-to-nose with Hombre Misterioso.
Well.
Nose to gas mask.
"What do you want?" Cellbit growls.
"Who was that?" Hombre Misterioso replies.
"Bluebird. You know, the hero literally assigned to kill you?"
Hombre Misterioso's shoulders tense minutely. "Oh."
Cellbit rolls his eyes. "Yeah. Now. What do you want? The sun is out. And I hate you."
"Ouch."
"Don't act surprised. You're literally stalking me."
"I'm not. But I am here for a good reason."
"You are literally at my apartment." Cellbit blinks. He flushes red in both anger and embarrassment. "You saw me shirtless!"
"And it was very nice, but I'm here to tell you that I am going to kill Iron Boy tonight at midnight."
Iron Boy... former Junior Hero, graduated a few years ago into the mainline hero program, no known powers but an affinity for technology. Otherwise known as Tubbo, one of Pac's coworkers at the lab, and one of Cellbit's biggest haters for no good reason.
Tubbo isn't that old. He's a mentor hero for the Junior Heroes. He doesn't do much actual hero-ing outside of escorting the juniors on crime fighting field trips and testing out weapons for the lab.
Cellbit shakes his head. "Not him."
"Yes, him."
"Do someone else. Without him, the lab is understaffed until Mike gets back from his honeymoon, and we don't know when that's going to be. Kill him when Mike's back."
"Ugh, fine," Hombre Misterioso groans. They slump against the windowsill and rest their chin on their arms. "Who should I kill, then?"
"Why are you asking me?" Cellbit asks. "I'm not a villain, in case you haven't noticed. I'm retired."
"Whatever you say, enigmito." They drum their fingers against the inside of Cellbit's wall. "Maybe I should find Sharkboy."
"Fuck Sharkboy," Cellbit immediately declares. "If you can find him, kill his ass. But he's also retired. Nobody from the Order has been able to track him down."
"Maybe I should find one of those French heroes," Hombre Misterioso muses. "What do you think?"
"I think that I should give you Crow Man's phone number so you can ask him about this and not me."
Suddenly, Hombre Misterioso sits up and snaps their fingers.
"I know!" they excitedly say. "Man-Bear!"
Man-Bear... must be one of the newer heroes that Cellbit doesn't know about. Richarlyson might have heard of him, but. Yeah, no, Cellbit isn't going to ask him. He doesn't want to risk a repeat of the aquarium.
"Fine, Man-Bear," Cellbit sighs. He gives Hombre Misterioso a tired look. "Is that all? Can you go now? And never come back? And leave me alone?"
"I mean, you can come with me toni-" Hombre Misterioso starts.
They freeze.
Cellbit watches their still body until they come back to themselves in the middle of a different sentence and in a different pose: gesturing grandly with their hands and audibly smiling.
"-a team!"
"Yeah, no," Cellbit immediately says. "I can get you the Demon, if you want? But he's kind of on a murder break right now..."
(Fatherhood really has mellowed Bad out, hasn't it?)
Hombre Misterioso audibly grimaces. "I fucking hate that guy. Look, I'll call you with the details tonight when it's about to happen. You can show up if you want. If you don't, it's no big deal, you can just come to the next one."
"Please don't do that."
"Don't worry, I still have your number."
"I'm literally going to go change it as soon as you're gone."
"You won't." They tilt their head tauntingly. "You want to keep an eye on me. If you don't, how will you keep me away from your son?"
The hair on the back of Cellbit's neck stands on end.
"You haven't changed your number since I first called you," they say. "You won't do it now."
They laugh, slow and deliberate and absolutely just grating on Cellbit's ears.
"I'll see you tonight," they say.
Cellbit slams the window shut and backs away from it.
Hombre Misterioso wiggles their fingers in a farewell, and then they hop over the edge of the fire escape and drop out of view.
...Maybe. Maybe, Cellbit should call Bagi.
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A/N: Let me know what you think in the tags or in my inbox! I want to hear your theories, thoughts, opinions, everything!
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Stan: wakes up disoriented, then jolts upright after realizing where he is.
Ford: "mm... Stanley?â Oh! Are you back?"
Stan: "...Yeah. I'm back."
Ford: "Do you... Remember what happened?"
Stan: "...Yeah. I..."
Stan: "I was actin' pretty weird, huh?"
Ford: "Well, sure, but you know meâ weird is my specialty."
Stan: "Yeah, yeah, yuck it up."
Ford: "So, what is it like? Do you retain your adult memories? Fiddleford thought you might not, but you knew who he was, so I disagreed."
Stan: "Wow. You uh. Sure have a lot of questions. Never change, Six."
Fiddleford: I heard y'all yappin'. You back, Stan?"
Stan: "...Yeah."
Fiddleford: "Oh, good."
Ford: "So, which one of us was right?"
Fiddleford: "I ain't so sure he wants to talk about that Ford."
Ford: "Ah? Why's that?"
Fiddleford: "Well, I certainly don't wanna talk about my... episodes."
Ford: "But this is different, Fiddleford! There's so much we don't know!"
Fiddleford: "Well it ain't our business to know."
Ford: "Of course it is, I'm his brother."
Fiddleford: "Well I ain't â"
Stan: shouting, "Would'ya both shut your yaps!?"
Stan: "Look, it's just a weird thing that happens sometimes. We all had our laughs, now let's forget it. Okay?"
Ford: "...What do you mean, 'happens sometimes'?"
Fiddleford: "Ford!"
Ford: "What? This is important context!"
Stan: "HAH! Did I say that? I meant thatâ itâ uhâ happens to people. In general."
Ford: deadpan, "I have literally never experienced that before in my life."
Stan: "Wellâ duhâ Yâ YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN!"
Fiddleford: "Well, Stan, if this were a reoccurring phenomenon, it'd help to know what might trigger it so we can avoid it in the future. Y'knowâ so you don't have to experience that again."
Stan: "...Right. Experience... That."
Ford: pauses for a second. "...Was it really so bad?"
Stan: "What?"
Ford: "Look, I know it's silly, and childish, and I was worried at first, but... Being able to just... pretend, for a while. Go back to when we were kids and things were so... simple."
Ford: "... I didn't hate it."
Stan: pauses for a second. "... I didn't hate it either."
Ford: "What's it like?"
Stan: collects his thoughts. "It's like... My brain just kinda goes into a fog, and I can't... think adult things? It's kinda fun sometimes, even. If I find a toy or a game to play. Sometimes it, uh... Wasn't."
Ford: "But it's not harmful to you in any way?"
Stan: "I mean... not as far as I can tell?"
Ford: "Then I see no reason for us to be concerned!"
Fiddleford: "But Ford, what if it happens while he's alone?"
Ford: "...Ah."
Stan: "Hey, don't worry about me. I've been fine on my own so far, right? Take it easy."
Ford: "But ... you haven't."
Ford: "The entire reason this happens is because you were alone for so long. And I don't want you to be just fine. Besides, it's.. partially my fault. The least I can do is support you."
Stan: "...So that's it, then?"
Ford: "What?"
Stan: "So, the only reason ya went along with thisâ did any of thisâ"
Fiddleford: "Hey, now.."
Stan: "Was because ya felt guilty? It wasn't even your fault!"
Ford: "Of course not, Iâ"
Stan: "Quit lyin' to me!"
Ford: "I'M NOT!"
Stan: "Yes you are! You think this is some sick science experiment, don't you?? Well, I'm notâ!"
Ford: "I MISSED YOU TOO!!" Ford is hugging himself.
Ford: "I... I missed being your brother. And thisâ being able to laugh with you, and play, and tell stories... It was good! I... I missed that."
Stan: "... I missed it too. Ok? Why d'you think it even happens in the first place? I'm not dumb. But we can't really go back. No matter how much we want to."
Ford: "Why not?"
Ford: "Why can't we act like kids again? Don't we deserve to have that back? After everything? After everything this evil fucking world has taken from us... Don't we deserve to get something back for once?"
Stan: sniffs. "....maybe."
Ford: "Then let's figure this out. Together."
Stan: "... Wherever we go."
The brothers hug each other.
Fiddleford: thinking to himself, "Thank God they made up."
your age regressed Stan has interested me, would you be willing to do more?
very well <3
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Soulâs Desire [Ch. 33]
- Masterlist -
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âAre you sure you didnât hit your head when you fell?â
âWe can go back to the hospital if you need toâ
âI swear to God Iâll get Eunji fired, she went too fucking farâ
âWant some more food?â
âHow many fingers am I holding up?â
âYou sure youâre not concussed?â
âSecurity stopped me from going onstage when I saw you fallâ
âYou have a bruise on your armâ
Chan was nice enough to allow you some much-needed silence on the car ride to Han and Lee Knowâs dorm, but as soon as you two stepped foot in the door, the other seven of your soulmates swarmed you.
Soon, eight worried men were surrounding you, offering food, questioning you, or ranting about how they were going to avenge you.
Han knew half the reason you were upset was because of the backlash you were getting, so that was the main topic after the boys ensured you were full and well-hydrated.
âThis is so fucking frustratingâ Felix, the usual peacemaker, seethed. You noticed he and Chan spoke English when they were pissed. Their accents were heavier than usual as they ranted to one another, offering solutions to your problems.
âBaby weâll take care of this, donât even worry about itâ I.N sighed, giving you a look of sympathy
âHow so? Itâs not like you guys can tell people to stop talking shit about meâ
âI canâ Hyunjin shrugged, âAnd I will. Fuck my idol image, Iâll do whatever it takes to defend youâ
You smile, âI appreciate that baby, but thatâll do more harm than goodâ
âA dating rumor will start. Dispatch will eat that shit right upâ Seungmin noted, âThen sheâll get more hate. Then the company is involved, internal investigations, hiatuses maybeâ
Hyunjin rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, his irritation apparent but he nodded, agreeing that speaking out may not be the best solution.
âAll we can do is let this shit blow over. I mean, people are talking shit but I saw a bunch of Charms defending meâ
âIâve seen some Stays defending you tooâ Han pointed out, âActually, anyone with sense is defending youâ
âThere shouldnât be a need to defend her in the first place. People are mad because she had a medical emergency. Thatâs so stupidâ Changbin ranted
âPeople are stupidâ Chan sighed, frustration clear in his voice, âWhat do you wanna do y/nnie? How do you want to handle this?â
Eight pairs of eyes stared at you as you thought about the question. Really, what could you do?
âIt canât be helpedâ You conclude, âThis is just⊠one of the downsides of being an idol. It sucks but I just gotta deal with it.â
âIâm so sorry babyâ Felix frowns, tears welling up in his eyes. You dubbed Felix the âfeelerâ in the group. Whenever you felt like crying but you didnât want to let those tears out, heâd do it for you. Same for if you wanted to laugh, or scream. He gave you that relief.
âI feel like we can at least get Eunji firedâ Han groaned
âShe said it was an accident, plus I canât blame her entirely. I hadnât eaten anything the entire day, part of it was my fault tooâ
âIt wasnât a damn accidentâ Changbin huffed, âAnd donât blame yourself for anything. However, Iâm gonna make it my mission to make sure youâre eating and drinking like youâre supposed toâ
You nod, knowing when Changbin is serious about something, nothing is going to stop him from doing it.
âYou know what? How about we all turn our phones off and just spend time together? No outside distractions, and especially no social mediaâ Hyunjin suggested
Everyone agreed, but you made sure to send a message to your members and manager, letting them know your whereabouts.
I.N. ran to the kitchen and came back with a large plastic bowl. It had little cartoon cats on it, so you knew who it belonged to.
âEveryone put their phones in the bowl. Weâre having a soulmate bonding nightâ
âYou sound like Felixâ Minho rolls his eyes but is the first to hand over his phone. The rest of you follow suit, with Hyunjin being the last one to do so.
âLetâs pop some popcorn and watch a movieâ You suggest, âIâll pick the movieâ
âNuh uh y/nnieâ I.N. protests, âYou have a habit of picking sad movies. We arenât crying tonightâ
âLetâs watch a scary movie,â Seungmin says
âHell noâ Chan and Felix seem to say at the same time
âRomance thenâ Hyunjin smiles
Itâs you who sighs this time, âHyunjin, please. You know I adore you, but nobody wants to see TitanicâŠ.againâ
âI say we watch an Action Movie,â Changbin says excitedly, âJurassic Park?â
âWe watched that last timeâ Han whines
âLetâs just do a comedyâ Minho grunts, grabbing the remote and picking a random streaming service
You all settle on a random movie you enjoy and the boys have never seen it.
The spacious living room was filled with laughter, sounds of sneaky kisses, and the crunching of popcorn as your movie marathon went on.
At some point, the movies stopped, and you all had sleepy conversations that lasted way longer than they should have.
Before you knew it though, you were curled up in Minhoâs bed, wearing only a shirt you stole from his drawer.
You slept in a starfish position, leaving Minho to sneak off to Hanâs room to get a chance at a comfortable nightâs sleep.
The rest of the boys went to their respective dorms, all giving you a kiss goodnight before leaving.
You dreamt of sunny days and starry nights, lying on the grass with eight familiar faces huddled around you.
It was the best sleep you had gotten in years.
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HAPPENINGâŠâŠMAYBE!! (Addressing the anime rumors + Keroroâs birthday plan revealed)
*holding my hand out toward you with sparkles framing me* Letâs take copium together!
Not the post I was planning to make next, but hereâs a sudden update for a couple of reasons. Some very exciting rumors which you may very well have seen have been floating around for the last day or so, and while I was initially hype as fuck to corroborate it as fact, thereâs a little asterisk to the whole thing that I wanna tack on before we shit our pants too much. In addition, the official accounts have revealed what theyâre planning for Keroroâs birthday this year, and while itâs not that closely related, I might as well cover that too.
So, a summary of what alleged info just came out:
A typically reputable anime news/leak account, SugoiLITE, shared yesterday that the Keroro anime series is planned to be broadcasted in Spring 2025, and a new movie is planned for 2026. However, the only publicly verifiable info hinting toward this is a recently released interview in an anime magazine with animation director Fumitoshi Oizaki (from the original series, and was also credited on Aprilâs PV), where he describes the series and movie projects but does not specify the series name. This info is per another credible reporter, blogger ryokutya.
Now, here is my translation of Oizakiâs quote as presented in the post: âDetails havenât been made public yet, but Iâm working on a series to be broadcasted next spring. Concurrently, a movie scheduled to be released in 2026 has also started production.â
Sadly, the blog post does not specify which anime magazine this was in, so I donât have the full context for the interview or the question asked. I checked a few table of contents from recently released anime magazines and didnât see Oizakiâs name in any of them. My hunch is telling me that itâs Newtype, which doesnât have a digital version, so thereâs no feasible way for me to have it that quickly. So yeah, weâre kinda stuck with that quote floating in the void for now.
I canât go too deep into it so youâll have to trust me on this one, but Iâve got a little knowledge myself about roughly how and from where anime leaks usually get sourced. It is very possible SugoiLITE does indeed know this information in advance, but itâs also equally possible he only saw this same quote and extrapolated the most likely scenario from it. If it is the latter, Iâd say he made a pretty safe bet anyway.
In the quote, what I chose to translate as âconcurrentlyâ can also mean âin parallelâ, so the interpretation Iâm getting is that the spring 2025 series and 2026 movie are connected and being developed in tandem. Ryokutya also guesses that the work in question is Keroro since it does have a project announced. Iâve speculated that the new series will air in either spring or summer next year for a while now (BNP has a mysterious gap in their schedule, with two series airing in January and the Gintama spinoff announced in late 2023 being pushed to October). A movie in 2026 also make a lot of sense, since itâs the 20th anniversary of the first movie. Oizaki does work on other franchises with recent relevancy, such as Kaleido Star which had its 20th anniversary in 2023, and some works in the Shigeru Mizuki-verse like Akuma-kun and last yearâs Gegege no Kitaro prequel. But given the specific language in the quote and just Occamâs razoring it down to the fact that we know Keroro is getting things already, I think this double feature is pretty likely whatâs going on. Maybe itâs the hopium talking, but itâs certainly not a reach (trust me Iâve made reaches before I was here for the nothingburger that was the animeâs 15th anniversary).
Okay, tl;dr: Given the one available source we have and the credibility of both reporters involved, I think thereâs a pretty good chance the anime will really be next spring and there will be a movie in 2026 as people have been corroborating. But the probability that this is an educated guess and the probability that itâs confirmed are pretty much equal at the moment. So get excited! But not too excited. Just like a bit above average excited. You may draw the party popper pull string back about three quarters.
When I first started drafting this post, I was looking forward to saying that weâll likely find out next month what the truth is, knowing that today the official accounts were going to reveal what this yearâs Keroro birthday celebration is. ButâŠthey explicitly stated there will not be any new anime info at the event they have planned. Booooooo. Well, hereâs what we are getting:
Itâs actually not a physical event like they held last year. This time, theyâre commemorating Keroroâs birthday with the first episode of a new live radio show called âKero! to Radioâ, featuring Keroroâs voice actress Kumiko Watanabe and Tamamaâs voice actress Etsuko Kozakura. It will be broadcasted irregularly on the official Keroro YouTube channel, and next monthâs premiere will be here. There will be various different segments of the show which feature messages and questions sent in by listeners. Submissions are sent in via the programâs Onsen page, which also has details about each segment. You do need an account to send messages, but I donât think a Japanese address is required unless you want to enter the optional raffle. Iâll play around with it later and potentially do a separate post going more into the showâs structure if thatâs something people are interested in (obviously you need to know Japanese to really get anything out of this, so Iâd like to gauge if itâs worth it first).
While itâs disappointing that there seemingly wonât be any news about the new anime revealed on the legendary birthday, itâs pretty neat to have another VA radio show. It seems like this is sort of following in the footsteps of Keroro and Giroroâs Earth Invasion Radio from back when the original show was still airing, although Keroro Channel also had been doing its own livestreams featuring the BNP/Kadokawa staff running the channel giving updates about the seriesâs various collabs and stuff (the majority of these episodes were done before the new anime announcement). Itâs unclear if this is going to replace those or not; this is quite different structurally. It would be really cool if they rotate the voice actors out each episode and change the segments up a little since the broadcasts are irregular anyway. I guess weâll have to wait and see!
*Exhale* All right, thatâs enough yapping for today. I know the wait for more concrete details on the anime has been excruciating, especially now that we have a very tantalizing possibility dangling right before our noses. But if spring really is the airdate, it canât be too much longer now. We already waited over a decadeâwhatâs a few more months, right? Heh heh... (Iâm dying Squirtle.)
#keroro gunso#sgt frog#keroro#tamama#anikero reiwa#boy itâs been a while since I got to use that tag#hopefully the next time wonât be too far away :â)
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"15 minutes?" "15 minutes" ~ Luke castellan
Trigger warnings : nothing. Absolutely nothing. It's just pure fluff. And also a teeny tiny bit of angst if you squint. Also 'crystal' is lukes nickname for you.
Inspired by 'Abhi na jao chod kar'
You'd seen the way Luke seemed off for the past few days, yet whenever you went to ask him what was wrong, he'd smile and say that everything was fine.
But today, today was a lot worse and you could tell. He kept zoning out from time to time. During conversations with you, or training some random camper, even during lunch. But you knew that if you asked, he wouldnât tell you anything. So you decided to wait until next morning. If he decided to tell you what was bothering him, well and good. If not, you're grilling it out of him.
But luckily the âgrilling it outta himâ part wasnât necessary. Since while you were sitting at the campfire, talking with a few of your friends, you saw Luke walking in the direction of his cabin. He noticed you looking at him, and with a cock of his head you were walking beside him to the roof of Cabin 11.
None of you said anything for a few moments even after both of you were comfortable on the hard wooden roof. âYou wanna say somethingâ Luke said first.
âSomethings on your mind, and its bugging you a lot isnât it?â You replied.
âNoâ Luke lied straight through his teeth, making you look at him unimpressed. âOkay yeah fine.â
âOut with it, come onâ
âIt's nothing. Really. It'll passâ
âI'm sure it will. In the meantime thoughâŠâ
âI donât wanna bothe-â
âIf you say you donât wanna bother me with this, I will personally push you off this roof. So spillâ
âYou're mean. Why am I dating you again?â
âBecause im amazing. And donât try to distract meâ
Luke let out a sigh when he realized you werenât gonna let this go. He looked out at the camp, well the part of it he could see from the point of view on the roof. The campers around the campfire, laughing along, while the Apollo cabin lead a song.
âIve been having this dreamâŠâ he started. âsame dream for like, maybe the past 4? 5 days? Every night, same thing. ImâŠstanding on thisâŠbeachâŠâ he paused, seemingly trying to remember the exact details of his dream as if it wasnât the only thing he had been thinking about all day.
âI'm sitting on the sand. You're in the water. Along with Chris, Travis, ConnorâŠall of my siblingsâŠ.Annabeth's there too. And Percy. Basically everyone important to me at camp.â He continued, making you hum in response.
He takes a deep breath and continues âbut then, theres this huge wave, and, everyones gone. So I start shouting your names, looking for all of you, and I keep hearing your voice, screaming for help. All garbled like you're underwater or something. But I never manage to find you⊠so I keep looking and I find thatâ He points to the thin bracelet you were wearing he had got you, excuse me stole for you, once you mentioned you liked bracelets. âJust that. Nothing else. No one elseâ
You knew that Annabeth was one of the most important person to Luke in the whole world, probably even more than you. And no matter how much he acted like he hated his pigs of siblings, he had a huge soft spot for them as well. And Percy, the little boy was like a brother to him. Luke saw himself in Percy, and to him he mattered a lot.
So you werenât surprised that Luke was afraid of missing the family he had built for himself. âI mean, I know something like this will never happen. But the way we live? It could.â he said after a while, âWhat if I lose everything?â
âYouâre not going to lose everything Luke.â You say, trying to make him believe it. Hey, no ones perfect. Not everyones good at comforting people.
âIt certainly feels like I might. What if I just wake up one day, and everyones gone. Im back to how I was at 12 years old. No chris, no Annabeth, no percy, no you. What happens then?â
âYou know what the chances are that all three of them leave at the same time? Extremely low. Like maybe 5%. And even if it does, I know that those three are annoying enough that theyâll come back to haunt you and tease you about the extremely dumb decisions you make through the day.â
âAre you trying to make me laugh so that ill stop thinking about this?â
âIm trying, yes. Luke, what WILL you do, if something happened to Annabeth, or chris, or percy?â you asked him.
âI-I donât know. I wouldnât like it much to be very honest.â
âNo one would. But you see, if something did happen, you'd go on with your life. A little boring maybe. But you'll live. Thatâs how life works. People come and people go and you try your best to make it out.â
âThat sounds an awful lot like something a fortune cookie would say.â
âIm trying ok? I know you're scared Luke. That one day everything you're trying to protect will be taken away from you. But you have to know, that honestly all of them are strong enough to fight their way through Tartarus. And you're always gonna have them. Whenever you need them.â
âWhat about you? What if I donât always have you?â
âOH no. You're not getting rid of me that easy. Even deaths not getting you out of this relationship.â
âDonât say it like that.â
âWhat? Look you're always gonna have me. Ill even haunt you after I die if you want. Ok?â
âHow about you donât die. Huh? Can you do that for me?â he looked at you half with humor and half you wouldnât wanna call fear.
âsure. I'll try.ââBut what if-â
âYou have me. No matter what. Im not going anywhere. You're not alone. And you never will be. Ok?â you reassured him.You're only half sure he believed you, but at least he acted like he did.
âI have you.â He mumbled.
âAnd you always will. Well unless you want me out of the room. Which lets be honest I wouldnât leave, probably just to annoy you.â You joked causing him to grin for real, for the first time in days. âOh thank the gods. I was starting to get scared you'd forgotten how to do thatâ
âVery funny.â He rolled his eyes good heartedly. Yet he took your hand, which was resting on the wooden roof beside you in his, and held it tightly.
âBut in all honesty Princey, you're perfectly capable of fighting through everything alone. You're strong. Not that you're ever gonna need to fight alone. If its not me, its gonna be someone else sitting here.â You said after a few minutes.
âNah.â Luke said suddenly. âNope. Its always gonna be you. Nuh uh. Theres not gonna be anyone else sitting here.â
You chuckled, âI said if not when. If by some impossible ungodly chance. I'm not leaving. Not without annoying the heck outta you anyways.â
âYou're not that annoying.â Luke said with a touch of humor in his voice.
âOh really?â you got up in his face, âReally? Really? Dam im gonna have to try harder thenâ you flick his nose with your free hand.
âOw.â He rubbed his rubbed his nose without any real pain his voice, âI take back what I said. You're really annoying.â
âNo no no noâ you waved your finger in front of him, âYou said it already, no take backs. Congratutatulations Mr. Castellan, You're stuck with me for life now, since you're the only one who thinks im not annoying. So I have made it my life mission to annoy you to death.â
Luke burst out laughing when you said âcongratutatulationsâ. âCongratutatulations? What?â he said in between laughs.
You chuckled along with him, proud of yourself for making him laugh, âYea. Remember that cake I brought you, when you were made head counsellor?â
Luke thought back for a moment, âThat had congratulations written on it?â He started but was confused when you shook your head, âWhat?â
âIt had congratutatulations written on it. You're dyslexic, you couldnât tell.â
âThatâs why you were laughing your butt off?!â
âYes. Gods I felt so bad for the poor baker that day. He looked so tired, maybe he was dyslexic too. Either way, he was running on 5 cups of coffee so I couldnât blame the poor guy.â
âHow nice of you to do that.â
âYes yes. Im very nice.â
âSure honey whatever you say.â
âHey!â you exclaimed when he started snickering. You looked down at the campfire, seeing how campers were starting to go back to their cabins, âWe should get going, no?â
âNo.â Luke held on to your hand a little tighter, making you look at him, âYou siblings can handle themselves for one night.â
âNo I know that. Im more worried about your cabin.â You countered.
âI told Chris to tuck everyone in.â
âYes, I'm sure the Stolls are gonna listen to him.â You looked at him, unimpressed.
âThey wont, but I couldnât care less. Im staying. Donât go?â he looked you straight in the eyes.
You huff out a breath, âfine.â Causing Luke to smile, âIts 9. Stay till 10. Then I'll let you go back to the cabin. I promise.â He said and you scooted closer to him, leading him to wrap an arm around you shoulder, bringing you in front of him.
So now, here you were, sitting between Lukeâs legs, your back against his chest, while he explained why he was better than fish in all aspects.
âNo. im serious. I even have a better breathing rate than fish.â
âHow do you know you have better breathing rate than fish?â you asked him.
âIsnât that what you said once? Or was it Annabeth? That thereâs less oxygen in water so fish have to breath a lot more times than we do?â he asked, confused.
âI donât remember who told you that.â
âYes. But its true.â
âAlright fine. You're better than fish in one aspect. What about everything else?â
âI look better than fish. I mean, okay they're all colourful and stuff. But seriously. I look better, right?â he looked down and saw you dozing off, âCrystal?â
âIm awake.â You woke up and looked at him.
âYea, you are. Stay awake. I cant sleep.â He argued.
âYou're the worst. What time is it?â You turned Lukeâs wrist so you could look at the time on his watch, âIts 10.â You said after you saw the time.
âTill 11?â He asked sheepishly.
âLu-â you started, but he interrupted you, âYou just came here. A little bit longer.â He said in the voice, you couldnât say no too, so you relented, getting comfortable in your spot again.
You leaned back a little bit more, wrapping Lukes arms around you a little bit tighter when the cool breeze started getting to you.
âYou smell nice. New perfume?â Luke asked suddenly. But when you shook your head, he thought back and realized it was one of your old perfume, âNah nevermind, youâve used this before.â And you chuckled when he remembered.
âWhat?â You asked when you noticed him looking at you, the same way he knew would make you weak in the knees. How did he know all your weaknesses?
âWhat?â he asked in return, âI can look at you. Its not a crime to look at something thatâs beautiful.â
âOh ok. Now I know you're getting tired.â You giggled sleepily.
âHuh?â Luke thought for a few moments in silence. âHey crystal?â he asked, making you hum in answer. âWhat makes humansâŠ..humans?â
âVery philosophical. But umâŠ.love I guess. Everything is always about love. And when its not. Its about the absence of love.â
âSo youâŠyou make me human.â He realized.
âI donât make you a human. You were a human long before you met meâ
âYes, but when I'm with you, I'm not just surviving. I'm living.â
âLuke?â
âYes darling?â
âDid you read my book annotations again?â
âNO. I remember things you know?â
âOK cool.â
At this point, you were so tired that even the slightest things were making you giggle.
âShe'd laughed. And if he could have bottled the sound up and gotten drunk on it, he would haveâ he whispered in your ear.
âAre you quoting Kaz Brekker to me?â you asked turning to your side to face him.
âI told you. I remember things. Tell me about your day.â
âI already told you.â
âNo. you told me, that you woke up late. Missed breakfast. Got to lunch first. Gobbled everything up. Had archery. 10 bulls eyes outta 12 shots. Then you got to dinner after cleaning the archery range up. Gobbled everything up. Then you went to the bon fire.â
âYea thatâs everything.â
âYou really cant expect me to believe that nothing interesting happened all day.â
âNothing happened. It was a boring day.â
âNothing happened with you friends? What about the oneâŠum⊠Rihhana? Something was going on in her life right?â
âOh yea. Completely forgot about that. You know how she likes Aaron from cabin 6?â
âMhmâ
âYea so. This girls really a genius. She's been ignoring him for the past few weeks, like shes been trying to get over him. But you know? His ego is crrrrrushedâ you rolled the r and laughed. âI love it. I mean he doesnât deserve her you know?â
âYou think no guy deserves your friends.â
âOf course I do. They are literal works of art. They deserve better.â
âOf course.â
âI saw the look on Aarons face when she didnât even look at him. Boy was devastated. It was hilarious.â
Luke saw your face light up with energy whenever you spilled all the juicy details about whatever was going on at camp.
Sleep long forgotten as you started telling him the whole story about Rihhana and Aaron.Which took around an hour, which meant enough time for you to recharge and forget the fact that you were falling asleep some time ago.
When you finished your daily updates and Luke was done listening attentively and laughing whenever you took to looking back out at the lake.
âHey crystal?â He tried grabbing your attention, which lead to you humming in response. âDonât go. Not yet.â
âI'm not going anywhere. But if the harpies eat me alive im gonna make them eat you too. Okay?â
âOkayâ
âOh fault in our stars.â
âNo no no no. absolutely not. Were not doing that. Nope nope nope.â
The way he was suddenly panicky over a little books name made you laugh.
âI swear to the gods, I hope no one ever asks me what my favourite sound is.â Luke said after you were done laughing.
You look at him confused, âwhy? I donât think describing the waves in the sea is that hard.â
âNO no. see thatâs my second favourite sound. If someone asks me what my favourite sound is, how am I supposed to explain your laugh? Huh? A horse that swallowed a bug? A car engine that won't start? The sound someone makes when they eat something spicy?â He rambled on.
âOk while I'm extremely flattered that my laugh is your favourite sound in the world. Im going to kill you for calling my laugh all of those things.â You turned and glared at him. And the audacity of this man to laugh. Ugh! As if. So you slapped him on the back of his head. Simple.
âLuke whats the time?â You asked him when h ewas finally done laughing, to which he replied that the time was 11 30. âIm sorry the time is what?â
â11:30?â he answered, âyou know, every twelve hours when its eleven, theres also a time, mostly after 30 minutes, and that time is called 11:30.â He got slapped on the back of his head again.
âLuke we gotta get back, someone is definitely gonna snitch on us.â You tilted your head up to look at him.
âYou say it like we donât have dirt on everyone who might snitch on us.â
âYou make it sound like weâre manipulative people.â
âOK yea, maybe not that. But everyone is probably asleep by now. Stay. Please. I like spending time with you.â
âYou always do this.â
âWhat?â
âThat. You say âpleaseâ like that. And then I donât feel like going back.â
âI donât necessarily see the problem here. I like having you with me.â
âYes but have you maybe realized that I need my beauty sleep.â
âYou cant go.â
âWhy not?â
âBecause you love me way too much and you would break my heart if you leaveâ he said dramatically.
âha ha. Very funnyâ
âNo im serious. I justâŠits not enough. Let me have you till my hearts content.â
âIt's never content.â
He kissed your cheek trying to make you stay. Whenever you opened your mouth to give a good reason why you should leave, he would kiss your cheek making every reason die out. Which lead to him kissing your cheek about 15 times before you relented and got comfortable again.
â15 minutes?â
"15 minutes.â
I donât think its necessary to say that you guys stayed there way past 15 minutes. You guys stayed on the roof until the sky was getting lighter, at which point Luke suggested you guys go back to your cabin so he wouldnât have to face the teasing looks he got from his siblings.
#luke castellan#luke castellan x reader#luke castellan x you#luke castellan fluff#luke castellan fanfiction#pjo luke#i love him so much#i love him#my writing#luke castellan oneshot#creative writing#percyjackson#annabeth chase#connor stoll#travis stoll#chris rodriguez
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This morning, I didnât want to take my meds again. I interfaced with my brain and tried to unpack why, and it was this complicated miasma of
because the world is bad
to take them I would have to eat
I canât tell if Iâm hungry
I feel fat and I shouldnât eat
I donât want to make breakfast
You only get to have one breakfast and I donât know what to choose
I have too much work and too much going on in my head so everything is impossible
If I take them I am somehow acknowledging that the world is still turning
Soon I will need a MyNumber card to refill the prescription and I keep forgetting to finish the application so I should be stockpiling them just in case
And hmmm. A lot of that is just life, but also a lot of it sounds a lot like executive dysfunction. Andâstick with me hereâmaybe this is nothing more than a WILD coincidence, but executive dysfunction is a symptom that my meds are supposed to treat. *And* I havenât been taking my meds the last several days because of Donât Wanna. Hmm. Hmmm! What could it all mean?
Anyway. I still very much didnât wanna, but I eventually formed a hypothesis with the potential to blow this case wide open. To test it, I had a glass of milk and my meds, and then I sat down and did what I had budgeted as two days of work (some of it while watching one awful horror movie and then another surprisingly fun one) and also some boring admin tasks, and also I made soup, washed dishes, made some ballot curing calls, hit and exceeded my word count goal, played a lot with Iggy, went for a walk, and even had a nice dinner out. Which is probably unrelated to the meds thing. But itâs funny how it turned out that way, right?
#i also bought a snack and immediately lost it#hopefully i will find it tomorrow#or maybe my bag was unzipped#and someone along the road home will enjoy it
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Okay time for a long mother fucking post.
Buckle up folks!
All Ask Change in Script Asks and Whether or not they are Canon to the Story/Lore!
(Will do my best to consistently update this post as we go along.)
This post will work like this:
I will go at this like a list all Asks are in order of when they were posted.
Each will have the Ask and then whether it is or isn't Canon. The link to the post with the answer will be attached to the Ask all you gotta do is click on it.
If Canon then it will be colored like so: [Canon]
If Not Canon then it will be colored like this: [Not Canon]
If in a grey area or not Change in Script related it will be colored like so: [Not Related to Change in Script]
-Ask Change in Script Part 1-
(150 Follower Special)
1. âAll I aks the tv man is why, why do this, also your 'canon' self is suffering lmaoâ
[Canon]
2. âHey SMG4! Do your scars hurt? I can imagine so since you just got them. Hey SMG4 crew! When 4 first got his scars, did you help him at all? Hey SMG3, do you have nightmares? Or do you not sleep at all?â
[Canon]
3. âHey Puzzles, you got a minute? This little gremlin wanted to say hiâ
[Not Canon]
4. âfor mario: our fav italian , what you think of Meggy?, for mr.puzzles: you know half of the famdow wanna kiss you, right? for mr.puzzles: you still talk with ur dad? for smg4: any crushes? TuT !! thats it !, ty for answering, or dont, idk. Xoxo !!â
[Canon]
5. âI know the post said to ask the ai and I will! But also I'm curious! Who's your favorite character and how long have you been watching SMG4 and what was your first episode? :0â
[Canon to Me as a Person]
6. âNow imma ask questions to everyone! :DD Great job out there Mr. Puzzles! 5 stars! I can't wait to see what else you have planned! ^w^,, And hey, if no one else out there is, I'm rooting for ya!â
[Canon]
7. âTwo questions SMG4. Are you worried about where SMG3 could be? And two. Meggy. Are you recovered from Western? No PTSD or anything? You still wearing his beanie?â
[Canon]
8. âHEY PUZZLES! DO A FLIP!â
[Not Canon]
9. âSorry I don't have any questions, but I just wanna say I love your art style and how you draw these characters :]â
[Not Canon or Canon just sweet]
10. âFollow-up to that last ask SMG4, what was it like living with the Mario bros early on? And Mario Bros, what was it like when SMG4 lived with you? How was his recovery there? Did he have to stay at the hospital at all?â
[Canon]
11. â[đđż] *ran up and hugged your oc* - I love you, which means I will hug you >:]â
[Not Canon or Canon just sweet]
12. âMICHEAL ISN'T HUMAN SEND TWEET/POSâ
[Sweating Profusely]
13. â*give Mr Puzzles star stickers and a hug* :)â
[Canon]
14. âHai! Mr puzzle you are doing great shows! But can you be in there more often I wanna see you more often in the screen! No force tho if you donât wanna I understand keep up! ( I WANNA HUG YOU! CAN I??) Cya!! <3â
[Canon]
15. âI come with a peace offering for Puzzles: A cookie and this star to go with it. đȘ đâ
[Canon]
16. âHello! I am the Creator Anon. I am a creature of⊠well, I shouldnât say âdivineâ, because that is the complete opposite of what I am. I have a request for youâŠâ
[I don't even know what this was about]
17. âHey SMG3, just wanting to tell you that I'm sorry you got dragged into the current mess you're in. Hope you at least find some form of way to ease out? As for you Puzzles, THINK FAST CHUCKLENUTS đŁâ
[So Canon Even the Bomb]
18. â4, what did you guys fight about?â
[Canon]
19. âSoooooo When did Meggy and Tari start dating?â
[Canon]
20. âUr canon self killed mickey mouseâ
[Canon]
21. ââïžQuestion from Smg4: - do you treat this pink thing with something? And she doesn't feel much discomfort?â
[Canon]
22. âMiss kamilyvision: olĂĄ senhor puzzles Ă© bom conhece vocĂȘ (English kamily says: hi mr puzzles it's nice meet you)â
[Not Canon but Sweet]
23. âBack with another question. Totally not a take two with thâ Cut it straight, Puzzles, what do you plan to do with SMG3? >:3 Heya Meggy, you doing good lately? Aight, let's take two with Goomba Puzzles lmao- An apple to keep the doctor away from SMG4 (/j). You want? (he's fine with you saying no)â
[Canon until the last question]
24. âNow Iâm curious, did 3 ever come to visit while you recovered, SMG4?â
[So Canon it hurtsâŠ]
25. âHey Meggy! Whatâs your favorite thing about Tari?â
[Canon]
26. â3, you gotta hold on, the others will notice somethingâs up!â
[Canon and it Hurts]
27. âMr Puzzles, you hurt SMG4. Why would you do that?! You probably watched the whole thing like the pathetic outsider you are.â
[Haha who ever asked this better pray there's a god because it's Canon]
28. â44444, you should really check on Eggdogâ
[Uh oh Canon]
29. âsmg3: can i have an hug?? :3 luigi: do u talk with Mario abt doing all stuff in the house?, just to know. Ur my favorite btw ! :D (blue hair girl i forgort her name): who is ur best friend?, meggy or ur ducky duck??????â
[Not Canon]
30. âImma give this man an eggcat! her name is Eglantine, Eggy for shortâ
[Not sure where to put this but Eglantine will appear in future Asks with Mr. Puzzles]
31. âMr puzzles you are truly inspiring also please sign this marriage certificateâ
[NOT CANON]
32. âHeyyo Mr. Puzzles. Just wanted to ask, what is your creative process? Do you do that thing some people do, including myself, where youâre listening to music or some kind of audio and an animatic just starts forming in your head and you go from there or is it different? Also, hereâs a star for ya. âïžâ
[Canon]
33. âCan I hug the silly TV man đ„șâ
[Canon]
34. â[đ«đą] - If you're watching TV...How do you eat?.. [Mr. Puzzle] [đżđ] - Smg4? Everything okay? Should I be worried about your wound next to your eye? <:( [Smg4] [đ€đŹ] -...good luck to Smg3..â
[Oh God it's like so Canon it's not funny anymore.]
35. âOkay I need to know based on that thing Puzzles said with having a mouth. Does mutherfucker even have organs? :^â
[Headcanon]
36. âMr Puzzles, I have a question. What will you do if your plan of your failed?â
[Scarily Canon]
37. âHello Mr puzzlesâ
[Uh Not Canon.]
38. âFirst time asking so, smg3 your deserve a hug and no one hates or ignores you. I know four is trying to find you as we speak. don't forget that. also, Mr.Puzzle, LET SMG3 GO, HE IS SO DONE WITH YOUR PLASMA TV HEAD ASS.â
[Haha Canon]
39. âHey SMG4 are you okay so who you other friend 3â
[Canon for Important Reasons]
40. âWhat if my Traumatized!SMG3 AU 3 and 4 met your 3 and Mr Puzzles? (my 4 would be prolly mad at Mr Puzzles, and my 3 will looks scared, meanwhile my 4 and 3 give your 3 a hug for the pain he has been through :<) (fours on the left side of Meggy, three's on the right side)â
[Not Canon]
41. âLove your AU and Love everything about it!Questions for Three and Tari Three. When did your shop close down and do you regret the argument? And Tari. Does Clench know about whatâs been going on? And does Meggy get trigger when someone say âOne Shot Wrenâ?â
[Last Question is Canon]
42. âWhy do you hate mickey so much??? What'd bro doâ
[Uh⊠Not Canon because I said so.]
43. âOkay I'm FINALLY going to deliver on those questions now! >:3 Meggy and Tari, what's your favorite thing about one another and how did everyone react to you guys dating? :0 Mario and Luigi, how is everything with you guys? Up to any new adventures or crazy hijinks? (( i'm worried all at once is a bit much so imma split it into another ))â
[Canon for Creating a Timeline]
44. âHey SMG3, what the plan now? taking into account the last time you were put in here it seems pretty straight forward to although not nearly as fun having no company for it =-=' Hee hee SMG4 has a crrruuusssh~ >;pp awww it's okay Micheal, I'm not a human either! I'm an ai in a cute little shell ^w^ I think it's super cool that you aren't human too :) OOOO are we giving Mr. Puzzles gifts now? If so..... sticker attaaack! The little bunny robot has placed 5 star stickers across his suit in an attempt to mimic his 5 stars from awhile ago. There, back where they rightfully belong!~ Oh yeah, as a viewer, is there anyway we can help you Mr. Puzzles? :0â
[Canon as it is what happens right before the end of the flashback in Chapter 4]
-Ask Change in Script Part 2-
(500 700 Follower Special)
((Will do tomorrow as right now I'm bloody exhausted))
#smg4#smg4 fanart#change in script#ask change in script#ask creator of change in script#master post#Canon or not
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