#i love being slightly concerning and wacky like this

[blue-jayyy8657]

every time i see something remotely shiny on the ground - bottle caps, pull tabs, shiny pebbles - my Creature Brain takes over and i just have have have to take it home

animals i have been called because of this: gremlin, crow, raccoon, goblin, pigeon, and my personal favorite “why the fuck do you keep stopping to pick things up?? like you’re just a creature dude i don’t understand you in the slightest” and that made me happy

my brother also does this which leads me to believe it is some sort of neurodivergent thing? or maybe we’re both “just a creature dude”

[spyderlondon]

Showtime

Devotion: Can become obsessive

"Gooooood morning, my dear!" A voice boomed right above where she was trying to sleep.

She tried to ignore it by turning onto her back while pressing a pillow against her head to block out the sounds so she could sleep a bit more, "Just a few more minutes..." She grumbled a bit grumpily.

Next thing she knew, she had been teleported into the arms of the ringmaster of the circus without notice, "Now, now! None of that oversleeping nonsense, my lovely jester!" He chuckled, kissing her cheek gently. His breath was warm against her face but she couldn't find it in herself something that had grown so comforting to her, "We have a full day of dates ahead of ourselves~" He sounded excited with a singsong voice.

One of her eyes opened slightly as she looked up at him, still a bit sleepy, "...a 'full day'?" She repeated, a bit amused as if assuming that he was exaggerating about that. She was hoping he was at least.

"I've already had the rest of our colorful cast of characters sent out on their daily adventure! So, it's just me and you until they return!" His teeth turned up to an ecstatic grin, "I will fully devote my entire code and being to my love for you!" He announced as tons of images of different sceneries began to spin around Pomni's head, "Look at all the fun activities I've planned out!"

The jester felt her head spin at the fast moving images that her eyes tried and failed to keep up before they suddenly vanished as quick as they came. She shook her head with a light groan, "W-Wait, wait, hold on!"

Before she could voice any concerns, Caine had shifted her a little while keeping her held so he could use a hand to snap a portal open and he rushed through with her where he suddenly dropped her from the sky.

"AHHH-... ah?" Pomni squeezed her eyes and screamed in instinct at being dropped from what she thought was a super high height. She froze as she found herself on something incredibly soft while smelling some pancakes near her nose, "...wha-?" She cautiously opened her eyes and looked down when she found herself on top of a cloud made of... she picked up one of her hands and gave the thick, white substance a careful lick, "...whipped cream?" She blinked in surprise as she looked up at her boyfriend who was currently holding out pancakes in front of her that was in the shape of a certain rabbit with blueberries, bananas and strawberries on top, "Is that supposed to be Jax?" She questioned in amusement as she took the breakfast from him, deciding to use some of the whipped cream clouds to top the flapjacks.

The ringmaster chuckled as he sat next to her with his own pancakes, "Who's to say what the shape is meant to represent." He joked, not fully answering her question as he started to eat his own breakfast.

She snorted quietly as he obviously hid the true answer but simply played along with him, "Right, silly me." She smiled lightly as she began to eat as well. She wasn't certain exactly what Caine had been planning at first but if it was stuff like this the entire day then she wouldn't find herself complaining anytime soon.

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After a couple of hours of the two enjoying each others' company a sound began to ring out from Caine's Wacky Watch (tm), "GADZOOKS!" The ringmaster suddenly yelled out, startling poor Pomni but the sudden noises, "I almost forgot about what was next on our itinerary!"

"I- wha-?"

"COME ALONG, MY DEAR POMNI!"

"Ohherewego-"

Before the jester could let out any other word, her wacky boyfriend grabbed her hand and swiftly flew through another portal which this time led to a massage place that also had hot tubs for later on. She stared in awe at how pretty the area was, how good it smelled and the relaxing music. A mannequin suddenly picked her up, moving her over and laying her on her stomach for a massage.

Caine quickly shooed the NPC away so he could take over, "Now, just relax, my love." He smiled at her before beginning to massage her back as gently yet firmly as possible to relax her muscles, humming a light melody for her.

"Caine, as nice as this is, how much more is there-?" Pomni chuckled a little in uncertainty but she wasn't trying to bring down his mood. This has been the happiest she's seen him since they started dating but she was a tad concerned by how it seemed he had things planned for every two to three hours. It almost seemed like he was obsessing over every little detail- it was a bit disconcerting...

The eyes between the pair of dentures looked over at her, "I don't wish to spoil all the details, dear." He hummed as he kneaded her back to help loosen up her muscles, his fingers tapping her skin a little bit in concealed nervousness as if he wasn't sure he was pleasing her thoroughly enough, "But I had planned to give you and I, just us, the entire day and night together." He admitted, "I've seen how exhausted and a bit stressed you've been lately so I just thought giving you an entire day devoted to you would be please you?" His voice changed into a more questioning one as soon as he noticed his jester's expression changed from pleasantly unsure to one he interpreted as more of a displeasure.

"Caine-" She tried to start with a sigh, sitting up while covering her upper half with the sheet that had been just covering her topless back.

The AI reeled back and shut his teeth to cover his eyes, "I-I'm sorry if I was going too far!" He interrupted, turning his back to her as he began to fidget with his gloves.

The girl sighed as she put the top of her jester outfit back on before slowly wandering over to her boyfriend and gently placed a hand on his arm, pulling him down to her level, "Caine... look at me please..." She mumbled to him. He eventually turned to face her, letting his teeth crack open enough to let only his eyes be seen, giving her his attention although he still looked ashamed, "I'm not annoyed or mad at you... Quite the opposite, in fact, I love that you thought of me and loved me enough to want to spend so much time with me." She gave him an understanding smile, "But I think this devotion you're giving me? It's become more of an obsession that you need to snap out of." She put a kind hand on his lower jaw and her other hand in his hand, "I don't need you obsessing over every tiny detail for me, Caine, I'm quite happy just to be with everyday. Even when you're going a bit crazy with your adventures." She chuckled lightly, the most genuine laugh he's heard from her this whole day.

Caine almost melted with her touch, "Then how about we head home then, my dear? The others should almost be done with their adventure by now." He offered, holding up his free hand to snap open a portal.

"We could-" Pomni chuckled before looking at where the hot tubs were before grinning, "Or we could enjoy the last bit of this date to the fullest."

The ringmaster lit up and laughed lightly, giving her a kiss on the lips gingerly, "Lead the way, dear Pomni~"

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For @thescarletnargacuga

Sorry for the lateness of your birthday one shot lol Hope you like it!

Also! If anyone wants to request their own one shot idea, let me know! I'd love to write them! My only boundaries are no Ribbun or RoyalTeeth. I WILL write them platonically though!

[applejuiceyjuice-art]

I'd love to know more about your Snakewood OC!

wow u found me just in time to see my dark rising video drop lol. the killer embraced the whole zombie apocalypse, reveling in the freedom to mow them down. he’s not very concerned about his memory loss, and doesn’t even remember having a brother. he just goes along with what everyone else is saying.

baltoy is dragged around on a baby leash bc it keeps wandering off while the killer straight up takes a bat to the zombies.

when interacting with the other characters, i think i’d make him less serious so he isn’t as much of a straight man and ends up vibing with the wacky events of the game. he’s the kinda person to take everything in stride. maybe he even leans a bit deadly seven ways— that is, he may even be slightly aware that this is a game and that’s why he’s so unfazed and a little off his rocker (im pretty sure this is also textually why the deadly seven are the way they are).

i also have two other ocs based on the protagonist, that being jpoerte (my brother’s character) and ghost ⬇️

jpoerte is based on how he was voice acted, he acts like he’s super cool and above everyone else. ghost is named after the girl player sprite changing colors in game, giving her a spectral look.

btw here’s another render of jpoerte i made for the eventual pokemon snakewood friendlocke movie:

[simper-maximus]

Courtiers Headcanons Yoo

Thoughts are flooding my head, here is me draining it out even though I have no experience in writing.

Now, warning: I only finished Lucio's route so these could contain inaccurate information. Since I basically know most of the story from memes. Oh well.

Today's topic is bodily functions and other slightly disgusting stuff. Enjoy.

Volta

➼Overall there is a common headcanon (or maybe it's canon? don't remember) that the courtiers do not need to eat, and thus have no bodily functions overall.

➼In my opinion, while that is mostly true, it only is to an extent. They don't need to eat, but if they do, you better believe it has to come out too

➼With that being said, Volta, with all her eating, practically lives in the loo

➼The first month when she got to the palace and became the darling lil procurator we know, she was overjoyed by being fed whenever she felt like it

➼(Which is basically all the time because everyone though of her as some sickly victorian child wannabe) (And hey, gotta feed the workers)

➼And at first everyone though it was because her scrawny body was just getting used to the now normal food intake

➼But nah she just had no control over herself and would go full sneaky mode and eat five cow's worth of food a day whoops

➼So the cooks and even Nadia got concerned

➼Why is this precious baby always running to the bathroom?? Is the food contaminated? But everyone else is fine??

➼They took her to the head doctor, darling Valdemar to check for allergies because what if she is lactose intolerant? Or has gluten problems?? They can't risk losing their most accurate poison check worker

➼This obviously annoyed the other demon because damn it, WHY couldn't Volta just chill and at least TRY not to raise attention?

➼In the end Valdemar prescribed her some fake pills and got her her own bathroom. Problem solved, nobody is suspicious now

Valdemar

➼Another headcanon I see often is that their shell of a body is fused with their clothes, basically making it part of the disguise

➼Yeah, no

➼They work with blood and other non solid waste that could stain their clothes

➼If those clothes were fused with their body it would make it sooo much harder to keep it clean

➼Not to mention anything could get stuck in that delicate fabric. Geting all up in the nooks and crannies

➼Good luck washing it out if that is the case. They'd have to throw their whole self in the washing machine

➼That being said they have a normal body under the uniform, and take daily showers even if they didn't get particularly dirty that day

➼They do however use those very old block soaps that makes your skin texture feel sticky in a way too clean sense. Either that or the strongest one they can find. Doesn't matter that it makes their skin dry as hell

➼That being said their skin is unbelievably dry all the time. Please put some lotion on them

Vulgora

➼HOW are they always so sweaty

➼Maybe definitely that is the reason they are always so angry all the time

➼How can you thrive in an environment where your foes keep getting away because of your slippery body, huh??

➼Brings Vlastomil to shame

➼The Vesuvian temperature doesn't help one bit. Therefore this demon loves the winter, despite claiming to dislike it because "the colors don't go well with their outfits"

➼They definitely tried the "pads inside your clothes" lifehack to lessen the damage. Don't ask where the pads came from

➼Also those facial oil remover rolls? They got like four in each pocket

➼Weirdly cares a lot about skin care though, so they often brag that the oils are the cause of their baby soft skin

➼You could not find one (1) pore on this demon's face. And of course, everybody noticed that

➼They tried to profit off of this, and sold some wacky "skincare scrub cream" to the civillians. (For the purpose of buying some sick weapons with the cash of course) Didn't work. Had to wait for a whole generation to die off to escape the shame

➼So how does their makeup never get smeared? Don't ask an enby their secrets~~

Vlastomil

➼He, like Volta loves a good feast and always joins in whenever he can

➼However he hates when fish is served because it reminds him that worms are often used as bait to catch said fish

➼Glares at the palace aquarium as he walks by

➼He is probably the most normal one of the bunch

➼Doesn't have to deal with anything extreme

➼Good for him honestly

Extra: Valerius

➼He is slowly starting to go bald but admits it to no one

[cheeriecherrymain]

I uhhhhhhhh,,,,,,,

,,,,,would like to issue a formal apology about these last several months. By which I mean, my complete and utter radio silence (aside from the occasional shitpost).

Life has been hectic! In great ways, in wonderful ways, and,,,,in some not so good ways, too.

In June, my baby sister was born! She's amazing and incredible, and she's so so cute! I've never wanted kids of my own (neither adopted or biological) but I love taking care of kids. I love teaching them, and playing with them, and I love seeing what kinds of wacky shit they do.

I've been really involved with helping my parents with my sister, and such a duty has taken up a lot of my time. My whole world has basically been revolving around this tiny little human, and around the rest of my family.

And as such, I started neglecting my desire to write. At least in the beginning.

In April of 2023, something happened. I don't really know what, but I can pinpoint the exact day that my mood shifted. Nothing overly concerning, but a moment in time to be slightly suspicious of: a feeling I haven't felt in many years.

Depression.

Not a crisis or anything like that, but the beginning of what could become a months-long episode, if I wasn't careful. I've dealt with this kind of thing for nearly twenty years now, which means I know my own signs. I know not to ignore those seemingly-small actions and thoughts, because they can absolutely lead to something bigger.

So for a little while, I tried to really focus on writing - something I love. Something that I'm passionate about. I tried to focus on art, and on painting, and on music. But it slowly became harder and harder. My thoughts grew muddled and slow, new ideas weren't forming, no matter how hard I tried. Even when trying to find different subjects, it was the same.

My creativity had just. Stopped.

So I set it all down for a bit. Slowed down my progress, and gave myself permission to rest and recuperate and take care of myself. I was hoping that I had just 'sprained my brain', and that soon I'd be back on my dramatic nonsense, typing away and having fun.

But that...didn't happen.

And my mood kept sinking lower and lower. No matter how I kept up my self care routines, no matter how much I tried to do the things I know that I enjoy.

Just.

Grey.

So I talked to my parents. I set up an appointment with my doctor. I got in to see my therapist again. I feel like I'm failing, for not being able to keep up with a community I love. I know that I'm not, deep down, but the anxiety is still there, on the surface.

I'm sad that I'm not able to write anything right now. I'm sad that I'm not able to create art. I'm sad that I can't sit down and read, and enjoy, and scream about all sorts of beautiful pieces that get posted. I'm sad that i'm not able to keep up with the friends I've made here.

Having a supportive household has been an incredible benefit for me, it always has. But especially now, when my own brain is kicking me in the ass for reasons I can't even figure out.

I'm so grateful to have a tiny human to focus on, during a time when I'm not able to do much else. All these people bring light and happiness and peace to my life, and I don't know where I'd be without them.

All this being said, I hope you guys understand! I'm not going away any time soon: I'm still here. Lurking. And I absolutely plan on coming back to writing, eventually. That's not something I'd ever give up. Ever.

But I am taking a break, for my own benefit. We gotta take care of ourselves, the same way we desire to take care of others!

So instead of 'goodbye', I'll say this instead: I'll see you guys in a while!

With love,

Cherry <3

[weirdunclegamer]

I feel like doing A Thing. I'm gonna rewatch the N Direct (watched it at work originally) and comment on... I dunno, everything? For funsies.

Y'know I totally forgot it opened wit the Sploon3 DLC thing. I don't play splat myself but absolutely lovin the aesthetics here, that octoling in the elevator is dressed saucy I must say. The whole thing looks delightfully cartoon creepy, the clear overuse of flat white had me guessing at something to do with color right at the point "put this color chip in" was said. Gonna hafta paint that blank canvas.

Mario vs DK. Another series I never really played, but I know lots of people love it. One of those beloved side games. A friend commented on being glad it was going back to the original style rather then the psuedo lemmings thing where you just had the toy Marios. I hadn't thought of that myself but there you go. I love how when DK gets hit with the... box, pipe, whatever, that Mario throws at him, it really does feel like just a cartoon clonk on the donk, absolutely non-violent.

Ooooooooh here we go. I'm not a Prince of Persia fan specifically, did love the... 2006? 2009? That one stand alone entry with the prince with the orange and purple head wrap. But THIS PoP game looks fuuuuuuun, this is exactly my kind of 2D platformer, with a good combat system baked in too. Also you're not actually the prince this time! Or maybe that'll be the twist later. The prince was inside you all along.

Okay so I never even knew there was a Horizon Chase 1? So no clue as far as sequels go, but I have always enjoyed a good arcade racer on the side. This one gives me "slightly less wacky Cruisn' game" vibes. Also I like the little random dialogues you see coming from the cars a few times. Adds flavor.

Super Crazy Rhythm Castle... I uh... I dunno, I got nothing. It's a musical party game! When they said well known songs from other Konami games but it was a Beatmania track I'm not familiar with that landed like a wet sock. Sorry. Hope its fun!

Okay I haven't read/watched SPYxFAMILY but holy MOLY Anya is just pure distilled weaponized CUTE AS HECK. How do you be so cute like that? And now she's gonna have a game that's just about making memories with her family? I have diabetes now.

Woo, man, I have feelings about an SMRPG remake. But if I'm being blunt... any concern I have is just for shitty bad faith fandom deciding to shit all over the game after it comes out for not being some BS they made up in their heads. The game looks super cute and I appreciate how they kept the funny proportions of the characters from the SNES game. While everyone else is analyzing the changes to the battle system (or that train attack from Boomer that did max damage woah there), I noticed they snuck in a shot of the party seemingly opening the door to... will it be Culex again? Or will there be a new secret boss there? Boggles the mind it does.

Oh geez this one. Some people I follow have been flooding my dash with love for the Another Code game announcement(s) here. It makes me remember how much I have NOT played my copy of the DS game XD crud. I don't have the Wii sequel at all so I may get this just to cover my bases. I HAVE however, played Hotel Dusk, and would love to see some kind of port of that to the Switch. But more then anything I'm just glad to see this series not be forgotten.

HHHNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN NEW PEACH GAME. I loooooved Super Princess Peach on the DS, and I admit, I was... concerned, after the original announcement of a Peach game from the last general direct, that a new game would be... plain, flat even. But OH HOWDY I was assuaged of my concern! Also YES, give her LOTS OF OUTFITS PLEASE. I am def getting this.

Man the SaGa series... that's one I always see and like... want to go play, then I just never get around to it. I think I have the SaGa game on PS2? I almost got the super beloved PS1 entry not too long ago but it was like... over a hundred dollars. I gotta say though... I am actually LOVING the characters in this one. Like, the guy who would be the default sword warrior in any other RPG of this ilk is some kind of puppet master? We got robots? Magical girl witch? A... cowgirl and hijab wearing lady duo with guns? I AM SOLD ALREADY. WHAT EVEN IS THIS SETTING.

HD remake of Lara Croft games. ...that is all. (I don't really care one way or the other, hopefully they do right by the originals)

Detective Pikachu 2. I didn't play the first game, and despite how much you'd think I'd have a connection to pokemon given the original Blue was the first game I ever bought with my own money as a kid, and I legitimately caught all 151 mons... I don't actually have any strong connections to pokemon. Sorrynotsorry.

Trombone Champ... cough... that was a meme from last year I think? I dunno. I think people only care because it was a meme, if it had been some random Wii game it would've been called shovelware and nobody'd give a shit. Shrug.

Battle Crush looks serviceable, but I'm actually just surprised something that feels generic as of like... two or three years ago, is just showing up now. Seems like its riding an outdated wave.

Wartales feels like something that is gonna become the obsession of a tiny cult fanbase.

Remake of Contra 1... hm... okay so like, I actually am a Contra fan. Like... half the reason I would ever care about having a partner irl is someone to play Contra with. But the only thing in this trailer that really made me sit up was hearing that Wayforward was making it. It otherwise looks... just... plain. I guess. Nothing about it really leaping out at me from this trailer. The graphics feel too "clean", Contra should always look kinda grungy you know?

It is actually hard for me to express how HAPPY I am to see a new Vanillaware game (god I needta go finish 13 Sentinels...), but HOLY CRAP the title of the game... UNICORN OVERLORD. Is such a funny goddamn name. I want to tell you how pretty the game trailer is, how interested I am in the gameplay, or maybe how its giving me vibes to a Vanillaware game on the PSP that never got released in the US... but all I can imagine is someone's Megaman X OC Maverick. UNICORN OVERLORD! At half health they jump into the background on a throne and you evade attacks from a legion of lesser unicorn soldier bots. I am so getting this game though. (ALSO THE GAMEPLAY LOOKS LIKE OGRE BATTLE SO I AM QUADRUPALLY INVESTED no not TACTICS OGRE, OGRE BATTLE you peasant)

...wasn't the game called Luigi's Mansion DARK MOON? Was that only in the US maybe? Oh well. I suppose it was time enough for this. I've only played 3, but it was def a lot of fun. Also POLTERPUP, that is all.

Okay so... gotta be totally up front about F-Zero 99... I think its a hilariously fun idea to "99" up the original F-Zero, the way they 99'd up tetris and mario 1. But also, I am right there with all the fans who are grumbling about not getting an actual new F-Zero game, like a proper one not just a gimmick. Still, the game is gonna be a chaotic silly mess. Not bad, but not quite enough either.

Okay Bandle Tale and Nunu or whatever; what is it with everything related to LoL being better then the actual LoL game?

New Wario Ware! ...I don't play Wario Ware games! GIVE ME A NEW WARIO LAND GAME YOU COWARDS. (this is not meant as a sleight against WW games or the people who love them, they're legit cool, funny, colorful, have a ton of great characters, and I just don't personally play them so new ones go solidly into "tell that one friend of mine a new WW was announced" category)(also inb4 all the people complaining about "motion controls" or something, I dunno, I hope the fandom is better then that but I dont trust the internet)

Eiyuden Chronicles! This is one of those things where the original games this is a successor to (which I cant remember the name of off the top of my head because my brain hates me) isn't something I ever had, but I've spent more then enough time immersed in that old PS1 culture and the people therein that I totally get it, and I hope nearly as much as any fan that the final product of this game is everything they want it to be.

Ah, here's one that's virtually impossible for me to comment on because I know nothing of Eastward other then that art style. It looks nice! And I don't know how this is similar or different or fits in at all with the original game! I would 100% become immortal somehow despite the ramifications just to play every game, but alas, I am a mere mortal, and have a limited amount of time, lots of which I lose to depression, so I have not played Eastward. Sorry.

Wargroove 2! Well that's not something I was expecting. I def liked Advanced Wars back in the yonder time, but never stuck with the genre going forward (also I suck at it!). When the original Wagroove became a thing (I actually played a prelease demo of it at PAX one year) I was def excited for fans of the genre (pretty much how I feel about Eiyuden Chronicles even). But I also remember hearing that people fell off the first game kinda fast? Here's hoping 2 does all the good sequel things and really ups its game then.

I admit I'm not much for the huge plethora of (usually cooking focused) crafting-one-side-selling-on-the-other style games. But I do like seeing a game randomly have a POC player character. Just, in general. Doesn't even seem to be a factor of the story either, just is a thing. Glad to see it. (Love the mantis shrimp with the boxing gloves, gotta get that out there)

I haven't played MK8 since it was on the WiiU! Moving on!

I have never played Among Us. I'm not gonna be playing it. ...was there only ever one map in that game? Trailer's cute. Is it mushroom themed because they're basically wanting to hand people a "fungus among us" joke?

Let see... quick reel of already announced stuff... and... oh right...

Paper Mario: The Thousand Year Door remake. I uh... I never got into TTYD. Oh I played it. A little. Something about it just didn't feel quite right to me? I dunno. I know people fucking LOVE it. And, sweet deal then. But this is another one I'm just kinda shrugging at. I will not be getting it. Oh well.

[hakkais-hoe]

Hey this might be a stupid idea but it amuses me to no end so here we are. You know those phrases you often say to little kids (ex. "Sockie-wockie" and shit like that.) So imagine bubbily little wife of big scary bonten excutive (Sanzu, Ran, and Rin if you cant do all of them) going around saying shit like that to herself cuz its just in her vocab. So imagine infront of everyone she asks her husband if he wants a 'snacky wacky' too while shes up to get things. Sorry if this is stupid, I just really like the idea of saying shit like this to big scary gang dude infront of the gang without batting an eye or realizing.

Awe this is well cute!!

So I was thinking of having the s/o as someone who works with young children so there’s like a reason behind the way they speak 😊

Hope this is kind of what you wanted :)

Age rating: none

Warnings: pure fluff, simps, swearing

Characters: Haitanis, Sanzu, kokonoi.

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Ran Haitani: The Soft One.

Wholeheartedly thinks it’s adorable

Sometimes even does it back to you without thinking

Smug little bitch even when your almost baby talkin him

Having the leading men of Bonten around at your apartment had become common place within the past few years, if they weren’t there by the time you finished work you’d honestly be quite concerned. So it wasn’t a surprise for you to come home on a Friday night to a house full of loud n slightly drunk men. Your husband being the first to notice you throws long lanky arms out wide with a shout of joy.

“Y/n baby!! I missed you dollface, how was work??” Rans voice bellows throughout the room, laughs and ‘hellos’ are thrown around from the rest of the men as you make your way to the kitchen for a drink.

“It was fine love, how’s your day been? Not too busy I hope. Do you want a snacky-wacky before we go out?” You coo back from the open kitchen, already too busy pulling food out to notice the deathly silence blanketing the room.

“Uh bro… did they just?…” Mochis voice is hesitant and kind of shocked, mostly at the fact that you’ve just baby talked the 6 foot odd man, one of the most feared men in all of Tokyo.

Yet when the men all turn to look at the slug nr lu tipsy man all they can see is the pure unadulterated adoration spreading across already flushed cheeks.

“Mhm yes please doll.” Rans voice is a light hum as he shuffles past the others and into the kitchen to meet you.

Rindou Haitani: The Easily Flustered

Secretly likes it but acts like he hates it in company

Can be a grumpy bitch if you do it too much

After a long day at work all you wanted to do was come home to a loving husband and a quiet home, but did you get that? Definitely not, how could you when your husband is one of the most notorious members of a criminal organisation.

The house was rampant with the shouts of men arguing and screaming at one another about god knows what. You could practically feel your blood pressure rising, the need for a drink quickly settling in.

“Rindou… Rin! Hello!?” You shout, your voice manages to silence the rambunctious gangsters taking up all of the couches. Rindous eyes find your own, he’s on the phone as usual, he makes a gesture and carry’s on the conversation as everyone says hello to you.

You sigh but walk off to the other room to change and put your bags down before making your way back through the house and into the kitchen, dead set on getting your favourite drink.

“Rindou? Do you want a drinky-drink?? Baby?” Your singsong voice calls out, hoping he can hear you above all the noise.

“What the fuck!? I told you not to use that stupid baby talk shit with me!… y/n are you listening to me!?” You grin at his little outburst knowing you’ve annoyed him, but hey you still got his attention.

He rounds the corner into the kitchen, his face bright red as he glared down at you, embarrassed to hell with the display you just put on. You can here the snickers from the other men in the living room. His flustered face and almost quivering lip look down at you then away again, you hun back at him in question.

“… yes… I do… gimme…”He mutters under his breath before pulling you in for a hug and another complain about your way of using words to embarrass him.

Sanzu Haruchiyo: The Simp

Actually likes it because he likes being babied and mollycoddled, maks up for the childhood he lost almost (not in a regression kinda way tho)

Can and will play on it to make you look after him more

It was rare that Sanzu would text you to come to the office instead of heading straight home after you finished work, but here you are.

You’d stopped to buy some snacks, drinks and a heat patch for your husband already sensing that he may be in a foul mood or be hurt. You try to hide your excitement as you throw open the communal room door but how could you when you get to see Haru after hours of being apart.

In front of you sits all the bonten execs plus Mikey and slap bang in the middle is a sulking Haruchiyo, he’s already pouting and whining before you cross the threshold.

“Honeyyyyyy!!! I fell!! I actually fell! I think I’ve broke my back it hurst so muchhhh!! They keep laughing at me they’re not even helpin!” Sanzu wails from the table his laid across, you can’t tell if they’re fake but tears start to well up in his pretty eyes, his lip starts to wobble and then he goes the full mile and reaches for you in an almost grabby hand form.

“Awe nooo my poor Haru!! What ever shall we do, do you need a snacky-snack? Or a nice heatie pad? Cmon love let me have a look at you~” You coo back to the dramatic lanky man. Pulling up the back of his shirt you can see a light bruise over his lower hip but you know what he’s just knocked it and it’s clearly not broken. You smile at his little sniffles as you apply a heating pad and some gel.

“Thank ya honey… love ya s’much m’ baby…” His voice is quiet and gentle as he munches on something from the bag. The others around you can’t even look at the two of you, you know they feel awkward but they should have helped him instead of taking the piss so you dont feel too bad.

Kokonoi Hajime: The Aggressive One

Aha yeh no

Don’t even do it he hates it with a passion

Actually gets pissed off if you do it and expects an apology later on 🙄

Is a little bitch about it

This man shuts you down straight away.

Rindou and Ran had come over during the day to go over some of the books with Koko on his day off, they were still there when you returned home that night. Their voices were so quiet as they all muttered random numbers at one another.

“Good evening gentlemen! Hope those books and numbers are full!” You call successfully snapping them out of their work daze. Koko leans back and reaches for your arm as you pass by him, your hands slide across each other in a familiar silent greeting untill something about him catches your eye and you gasp.

“Sweetheart you have no sockie-wockies on! You’ll catch a cold like that these floors are solid oak and there’s no heating under them!!” You scold like he’s a petulant child from work.

He’s slow to look at you but once he does he looks in pure disbelief at your phrase.

“No, just no. Leave the weird work speech at the door I’m not one fo your kids.” He hisses, snake like eyes shooting lasers in your side as you walk away with a snicker and a grin, Ran and Rin sit doing the same thing.

“That’s embarrassing man glad I’m not you~” Ran coos.

“Fuck off outa my house shit face.”

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Leo Valdez: Need

Summary: With a quest starting to go wrong and the cold becoming unbearable, some drastic measures need to be taken...

Pairing: Leo Valdez x fem!reader

A/N: another one with my fav Leo! Thanks for the support on the last one! Please enjoy!

Warning: cold, shivering, yearning, major fluff

This whole quest has turned into a disaster. Leo had known from the start that it wasn’t going to go smoothly.

From it being the middle of January, the faulty information given at camp, the concern and caution Chiron had given him, all the way to his rapidly growing feelings for you.

All in all, it was a whole bunch of horrible.

At the moment, Leo, Festus, and you are all trying to keep warm around a fire in the middle of a random snowy forest. Festus had started freezing up while flying due to the chill in the air, and you and Leo had decided it was a good idea to stop and rest for the night.

It would have been, if the tent had actually worked.

The good news is there was no actual snow on the ground, just a frost coating everything in sight. That doesn’t me the freezing ground is a much better bed though.

The fire is helping Festus “defrost” if you will, but it’s gonna take a while.

So, you and Leo cooked up as much dinner as you could find, and you immediately passed out afterwards.

Leo could see in your body movements how tired you were. This quest had a lot to it, and it was talking a lot out of the both of you. Especially you.

You had been given this quest, the first one you had ever had, and had the option to take someone with you.

Leo would be lying if his heart didn’t flutter when you chose him without hesitation. He also went back to Cabin 9 and shouted for joy while happy dancing with Festus, but he would never admit that part.

Currently, however, you were wrapped up in his extra beanie, a winter coat, winter pants, gloves, extra thick socks, in the warmest sleeping bag Leo could find, and yet you were still shivering.

You insisted that Leo take the warm sleeping bag, but he assured you he was fine with the lighter one. He was just naturally warmer than most people, so it didn’t bother him at all.

The fact that you cared so much warmed him up enough anyway.

He is in his own sleeping bag now, staring at your sleeping form turned towards him. He is trying to sleep, but he can’t.

This is a normal occurrence for him, lack of sleep. Nightmares of his past, his mom, his failures. They tend to keep one up at night. But it’s not even that.

It’s you.

The fact that you are shivering next to him and he is doing nothing. The fact that you care about him, listen to him, and seem to understand him better than anyone has in a long time. You make each other laugh, hard enough to be clutching your stomachs afterward. He loves it.

He loves you.

He finally put all the pieces together about his feelings while watching you attempt to get some rest. Your face was still the most beautiful one he had ever seen, even with the tight and cold expression you held. Your laugh still continued, even in this horrible situation, to make him feel better. At home even.

If you weren’t on this mission, there was a good chance he would have given up already. But you give him motivation to keep going.

He almost wants to cry at his revelation. He hadn’t felt this happy with someone in so long. And this one feels genuine.

He doesn’t get nervous around you. He definitely gets excited butterflies every now and then, but he feels a sense of comfort around you. Like he can be his true, wacky, goofy self and not be judged.

Why did he not realize this before? He needs you.

Why does that fact make him happier than he has ever been…. but also hold some of the most terror he has ever felt?

An intense body chill raked down your body, interrupting his thoughts, and he had finally had enough.

He needs you. That is just the truth. But right now, you need him.

He slides out of his sleeping bag as quietly as possible, drags it over to your side, and slides back into it.

Okay, he thinks, how am I gonna do this?

Obviously, if this was under any other circumstance, he would ask your permission. And if he accidentally woke you or something and you asked him to get off he would of course oblige.

But you just look so cold. This girl, who he just realized he is in LOVE with, is shivering next to him. He has to try.

You are curled into a ball on your side facing toward him, obviously trying to use as much of your own body heat as you can to stay warm.

He doesn’t want to press too hard against your face, so he scoots up a bit so your face is level with his chest.

He takes a few seconds to just admire you, how you still somehow smell so good and radiate such beauty, before he slowly wraps his right arm over your waist and presses his palm against your back.

His other arm glides gently around the back of your head, slowly guiding your face to his chest. He places his chin very lightly on top of your head, feeling the yarn from your hat tickle him slightly.

He is trying to calm his heavy breathing and beating heart, but you are so close it feels as if he’s holding a precious jewel. He has waited for this feeling for so long, and yet he didn’t even know it.

He can’t screw this up now.

So far, you haven’t moved at all. Your body seems to be warming up a little bit since feeling Leo’s body heat, but your face is still freezing and your chills are still there.

All of a sudden, your stir, and Leo is surprised he didn’t actually jump out of his skin. He feels you nuzzle your face against his coat covered chest, trying to get as close to his heat as possible. You then scoot your body close enough so you can completely mold into him, pressing yourself as close to him as you can.

Your left arm wraps around his back, your left leg wraps around his legs, and you hum slightly. Finally feeling relief.

The whole time this was happening, Leo was unmoving and his eyes were wide open. He had his arms hovering above you to let you break away if you wanted to, but after a few seconds of silence, he realizes you never even woke up. Your body just naturally molded to his, as if he completed your puzzle.

He wants to cry again. He wants to wrap his arms around you and never let go. He wants to kiss your frost tipped nose and your slightly blue lips and confess all his feelings for you.

He knows, however, that the both of you need sleep. You still have a long journey ahead of you.

So, he wraps his arms around you once more, breathing in your scent. He lets himself bake in this moment, closing his eyes so your touch against him can be as magnified as possible.

He lightly kisses the top of your head and then presses his cheek against it.

For now, at least, this is all he needs.

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Knit Me Baby One More Time

This week’s @wackydrabbles​ 100 Week Challenge really spoke to me:

What wacky habit, hobby, or interest does your MC or favorite character have? You have 500 words to tell us about it! Bonus prize: @sirbeepsalot will try their hardest to make an edit of our favorite one!

This is based off of current, real life events. I recently went through a once a week pregnancy announcement period, I now have 3 blankets to complete by like September. It seems pretty daunting for me and my ‘I don’t actually have a life’ schedule, so I can only imagine how hard it would be for the literal Queen of a country to make time for it. 

Word Count: 485

Warnings: Suggestive talk and lemony innuendo.

No pre-readers, so it is what it is. Enjoy it or don’t. I couldn’t care less, I have to get back to knitting.

Liam’s eyes fluttered open, he reached to his left to pull his wife into his arms, but the bed was empty next to him. He grabbed his phone from the nightstand to check the time, 3AM. Confusion, and a touch of concern washed over him as he got out of the bed in search of Riley. 

Upon entering the dimly lit sitting area, he saw her sitting on the couch looking down in deep concentration. “Riley?”

“Hey Liam.” She spoke as she continued moving her fingers at a furious pace. 

“Love, what are you doing up so late?” Liam approached and sat down next to her.

“Knitting, duh.” She held up her work briefly, to illustrate her point. 

“But why are you knitting at 3AM?”

“Because none of my friends can keep it in their pants.” Liam chuckled slightly, waiting for her to continue. “I feel like the only news I’m getting from my friends back home is that they are all pregnant. I have to make three of these in the next 4 months.”  

“Why don’t you just buy them blankets? It would save you so much time.”

That statement is what got Riley to stop working, she lowered her work in progress and looked up at her husband in disbelief. “Because I love to knit, and I never have anyone to knit for. Chance is going to run away if I make one more Corgi sweater, and Olivia has made it very clear that she has plenty of hats, scarves, and mittens to make it through the Lythikos cold. I have people to make things for now, I’m not going to just go out and buy them something.” She replied incredulously, before returning to her work. 

Liam began placing soft kisses on her shoulder, trailing toward her neck. “Love, why don’t you put that down for tonight so we can go try to make a baby ourselves?”

“For what? Just so I can add another blanket project to the list?” She continued to focus on what she was doing. 

“No, so that I can do that thing that makes you scream my name.” He continued to kiss her neck as one of his hands slowly started making its way up her thigh, he smiled into her neck as he noticed her hands starting to slow down.

“I mean, first babies are notorious for being late. I probably do have a little more time than I’m giving myself.”

“Mmhmm” Liam groaned before taking her earlobe in between his teeth and tugging gently. 

With that, Riley threw her project onto the coffee table and turned to Liam, straddling his lap. “Ok, I’m done for tonight.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. He stood from the couch, lifting her with him, her legs wrapped around his waist, and he placed his hands on her backside as he rushed into the bedroom. 

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i love you, will you marry me?

    SPOILERS FROM CHAPTER 132 OF ATTACK ON TITAN BELOW

You were numb.

You couldn’t feel or hear anything.

You knew the Colossal Titans stormed on toward you and the members of whoever was left of the Survey Corps; how could you not? You just couldn’t comprehend this moment. 

Here, where your love said her final goodbyes.

Your throat burned and you could feel your damn brain pulsing against your skull as she spoke. You clenched your fists tightly, drawing blood in your fists.

You noticed one thing.

Why wouldn’t she look at you?

You swallowed thickly, forcing yourself to wipe the tears from your red eyes.

“Hanji-” You began. Your voice had turned coarse.

“Goodbye everyone,” Hanji said, speaking over you. She seemed to be strangely satisfied with her fate. Her farewell was a stark contrast to the horrified expressions around her. 

Hanji’s eyes floated among everyone in the group; Levi, Jean, Armin, Connie, Mikasa, Annie and Reiner.

But she wouldn’t even glance at you. 

You; the one who’d been by her side long enough that losing her would mean losing a great part of your soul.

Confusion mixed with anger bubbled in your chest.

“Hanji-” You began again, louder this time, only to be ignored again.

“Levi is now your subordinate,” Hanji announced to the youngers, with her back turned to you, in something like a joking tone. “So feel free to boss him around as you wish.”

Your face darkened. Fresh tears ran down your cheeks as your fists subconsciously clenched again. Levi noticed your blatant irritation, pursing his lips tightly.

Why was she doing this? Why was she ignoring you? 

Would she truly leave you alone without saying goodbye?

Without a word, you narrowed your teary eyes and marched behind Hanji. You roughly grabbed your love’s arm. “Hanji,” This time, your voice cracked horribly and you let your tears flow freely. “Hanji, I know you hear me.”

A moment passed before Hanji sighed quietly.

The brunette turned to face you. Your expression softened immediately. Hanji’s beautiful brown eyes were equally as anguished and tearful as yours, if not then more. Her entire face was red, and her olive cheeks were soaked with tears.

“Hanji,”

On this day, 6 Years into the Past

“Y/N!”

What the hell? 

Your eyes twitched, but you kept them closed.

“Y/NNNN!”

Is that Hanji?

You groaned a little, lazily flopping your arm in the direction of all the chaos.

Hanji crossed her arms and pouted. “Why. Won’t. You. Wake. Up,” Hanji poked your face with a pen, emphasizing every word she murmured. Much to her surprise, you actually responded back this time.

“Maybe because you’re screaming in my ears.”

Sure, your response was sarcastic and barely audible due to your face being pressed into a pillow, but it was still something.

Hanji smiled brightly. “Oh, so you were awake,”

You groggily sat up and rubbed your eyes, which were still growing acquainted to the bright morning light. “I suppose so,” You mumbled, yawning. Hanji noticed the tone of slight irritation in your voice. After all, she did tear you away from sleep. Very loudly, at that.

Before you could process it, Hanji, in her spirited nature, grabbed your face with both hands and pressed a quick peck to your lips.

“Good morning, my love.” 

Her beautiful smile shone brighter than the sun abusing your poor eyes.

Your face softened, and soon you found yourself giggling. You decided to let go of your little grudge.

“Good morning, beautiful.”

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The day had gone on as usual. You’d spent your days in the military assisting your love in her lab, which you could only describe as a dream job. Every day was a new adventure with Hanji, and you would never have it any other way. Lately, Hanji had been cooped up in her lab for longer periods of time; forgetting to eat, drink, and sometimes even forgetting to sleep. Luckily she had you, her assistant and her lover, to make sure she was properly taken care of.

As the day neared its end, you walked through the hallway leading up to Hanji’s door, balancing a full plate of food in one hand, and a cup of hot tea in the other. 

“Hanji,” You called. “Open up.”

CRASH!

A deafening yell and a number of crashes and thuds boomed as your response.

You flinched so hard that you almost dropped everything in your grasp.

What in God’s name just happened in there?

“H-Hanji?” You said again.

 No response.

Your eyebrows furrowed in concern. “Hanji, I’m coming in now.”

“N-No!” Hanji’s muffled voice hollered. “Don’t come in here!”

“Yeah, why not?” You asked. “I brought you food.”

“Really? I can only imagine where I’d be without you,” She gushed, then paused. “B-But still! Don’t come in here!”

You rolled your eyes. Whatever she was worried about couldn’t have been that bad. You’ve seen it all when it comes to your wacky genius. “I’m coming in now.” You ignored her protests and turned the doorknob handle.

You swung open the mahogany door, setting the food down on the nearest table. You scanned the room. Hanji’s lab was overall in order, but her desk was a nightmare. Papers were sprawled along the floor, empty cups were broken and Hanji stared at you with a nervous smile. Her hands were hidden behind her back.

You’ve got to be kidding me.

“Hanji,” You sang, slowly walking toward her. “What’s behind your back?”

Hanji stepped back with every step you took forward.

She gulped. “I.. Well, you..”

 You could see her eyes shooting back and forth between you and the open door behind you both. 

Oh no, you don’t-

Hanji launches herself toward the door, cackling wildly. “If you want to see it, I suppose you’ll have to chase me!” 

You found yourself smiling to yourself at the laughing fool. You ran after your crazy woman with the same reckless abandon.

You two passed your subordinates, as well as Captain Levi and Commander Erwin who looked at you two with complete confusion written into their faces.

“I don’t even want to know,” Erwin sipped his tea. Levi shook his head. “The less time we spend trying to understand those two, the more time we get to function.” And the two went back to talking about whatever they were talking about.

You and Hanji found yourselves running the streets of the town under the blanket of the night sky. Internally you thanked whoever heard you that you were in such good shape from even being in the military; you’d chased her a pretty far distance before you felt yourself starting to become exhausted.

“Hanji,” You huffed, slowing down. 

“What is it,” You heard Hanji tease. She was starting to slow down too, but she made sure she was out of your reach. “Running out of breath already?” 

“Just tell me what’s in your hand!”

With no response, Hanji turned a sharp corner. You groaned to yourself and decided to stop chasing her. You were sweating like hell, and you were huffing and puffing like a crazy person. You were sure you looked like one, too. You rested your hands on your knees, and looked around for somewhere to rest. Your eyes fell upon a spare wooden box in a dark, crooked alleyway. It wasn’t the prettiest-in fact it was a little creepy- but you only wanted to sit and catch your breath for a moment.

You sat on the box and rested your back on the brick wall, feeling yourself become wearier as time went on. Your eyes began to slowly close when-

“Y/N,” A velvety voice called above you. 

A warm cloak fell lightly upon your resting shoulders. You opened your E/C eyes and saw the soft grin of your love herself.

Hanji sat next to you and pulled your tired head onto her shoulders. “I was looking for you everywhere.”

“Was I out for that long?” You mumbled tiredly, inhaling her sweet, intense scent. You closed your eyes once more, but you weren’t asleep.

“No,” Hanji hummed. “But you were gone long enough to make me think.”

You remained silent, listening to her soft words.

“You’re still wondering I was holding in my hand, aren’t you?” Hanji brushed your hair with her fingers. You nodded.

“It’s a.. Well..” She fumbled over her words, and began to play with her hands. You peered up to see her face heating up.

You were confused. What could it have been? Then you wondered if you were pressing her too much.

“Hanji, its okay,” You started. “You don’t have to tell-”

Hanji cleared her throat. 

“I’ll put it plainly, its a ring.”

.  .  .

A ring?

Your lips parted ever so slightly. Your eyes were wide. “A ring?” You repeated your thoughts. “Hanji, does this mean you want to-”

“Yes,” Hanji was beaming now, but not at you. She had her starry eyes in the sky, while her arm pulled you close.

“Truth be told, want to spend the rest of my life with you,” Hanji began whimsically. “I’ve been working on making it for you for a while now.”

Suddenly it all made sense to you. The sleepless nights, the skipping meals. 

Had it had all been for you?

Your eyes filled with warm tears. Hanji’s delicate fingers lightly brushed them away.

“I want to show it to you,” She revealed a cloth in her palms, in the outline of a finger band. “But I can’t. At least right now I can’t.”

“Why is that?” You asked.

She turned to face you, wonder in her brown eyes. “I want to wait until the world is ours,” She exclaimed.

“When the titans are gone and remembered as societies nightmare, we can live together as a bickering old couple. I want to marry you so, so badly Y/N, but I want to do it right. I want to do it when this world is at peace. I want to die knowing I’m married to Y/N L/N.”

She grasped your hands tenderly within her own. Hanji stared into your emotional E/C eyes, with her own beautiful brown ones.

“What do you say, Y/N? Would you marry me?”

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Present Day

“Hanji,”

Hanji swallowed the bile that burned the back of her throat. She tried so hard to avoid looking directly into your pained expression. Hanji absolutely hated hurting you like this.

As much as she wanted these final moments to last, she felt the rumble of titans approaching.

 She had to make this quick, and she hated it.

“Y/N,”

Hanji breathed shakily. With a quivering hand, she reached into her dark green cloak, watching as your red eyes trailed her every move.

“I hope that someday,” She inhaled sharply. “Someday, you can forgive me for what I’m about to do,”

Hanji’s fate was sealed, yet she kept that damn smile on her face as she spoke. Your heart pounded in your ears as Hanji finally approached you. She grasped both of your hands in hers, just like she’d done on that day.

“Y/N L/N,” She announced.

“I love you. Will you marry me?”

Your eyes widened. Your mouth fell slightly agape. 

No... This isn’t how it was supposed to happen...

You nodded, as if you were entranced. “Yes,” You mumbled breathily.

Hanji’s grin only spread across her whole face as she pulled you into a tight embrace. Hanji nuzzled her face into your neck. She was wetting it with tears, but you didn’t care. You tried so hard to take in and remember as much of her scent in as you could. You knew you would never smell it again.

“Thank you,” Her small voice whispered into your ear. “Thank you for everything.”

Soon, Hanji pulled away, but not before leaving a small peck atop of your lips.

And even as you screamed and cried and begged Hanji not to go,

even as Jean held you back from chasing your crazy scientist into the death mission,

Hanji smiled to herself as the world of Titans around her began to fade.

She’d finally gotten to do what she’d always wanted to.

__

You hadn’t even realized your palm was still closed from when Hanji had held you. You felt something cold within your fist. Cracking open your hands, your eyes brimmed, and your throat knotted at what you had saw.

A silver and gold ring.

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this is my first story in a while :))) i hope you enjoyedd- nila

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tanoraqui

Still thinking about an au in which for some reason WWX and the Wens are left to just live peacefully on the creepy death mountain - some detente wherein they don’t leave the mountain ever and in exchange no one tries to visit ever. Borders patrolled by corpses and sect disciples. So A-Yuan grows up raised kind of collectively but mostly by WWX and Wen Qing (the one most likely to tell WWX that he’s doing it wrong), and learns healing-focused spiritual cultivation AND demonic cultivation, and then at some point starts sneaking out to be the terrifying force of righteous kindness he was always going to be

tanoraqui

Righteous kindness but also, like, having picked up WWX’s cavalier confidence (or at least some of the ability to fake it) and Wen Qing’s general attitude of Do No Harm But Take No Shit

Like IMAGINE

tanoraqui

In this au, despite the strict border-by-mutual-agreement that’s the only reason somehow no ones tried to attack, LWJ sneaks in like one a year so he and WWX can make eyes at one another but not actually say anything ever, and Wen Qing and LXC are both EXHAUSTED bc both their dumb little brothers (WWX is a sibling by adoption now don’t @ me) mope for like a week after EVERY SINGLE TIME THIS HAPPENS, and it’s been /over ten years/.

tanoraqui

Meanwhile Jiang YanLi and JZX are FINE, and JYL somehow keeps up some sort of correspondence with WWX - or at least, he’s faithfully managed to send a birthday present for Jin Ling every single year, and every time, JYL makes her son write a thank-you note and bribes some series of people to get it smuggled back to Yiling

tanoraqui

...which means, honestly, that Jin Ling is probably wildly curious about his uncle the evil demonic cultivator kept trapped within the terrible ghost mountain by the forces of Good and Right, and WILL sneak out one day to try to visit. Optimally, obviously, at the same time Wen Yuan is sneaking out to see the non-mountain world

tanoraqui

The optimal plot is that Wen Yuan ropes Jin Ling into helping him set up WWX and LWJ, because he, too, is exasperated at this point, and Jin Ling ropes Wen Yuan into arranging like a parent trap reunion for the Jiang siblings, and obviously there are monsters and undead to complicate it all

tanoraqui

They kind of acquire Lan Jingyi somewhere, somehow. He’s having a blast

There is a 100% chance that the first Adult(TM) to find them is Wen Ning and they just kind of rope him into whatever the hell is going on at the time

...you know what, I think this is just a good au where JGY fucking died at some point

tanoraqui

Maybe someone threw him down the stairs again and he just broke his fucking neck. WWX is still vilified but between Jiang Cheng not really wanting to attack and Jiang (Jin?) Yanli being AGGRESSIVELY against it, and dragging JZX along with her, they’re left in peace.

tanoraqui

Oh man and Jin Ling has YOUNGER SIBLINGS in this...

Hey for u: Jiang Cheng/Wen Qing can accidentally happen while the Teens are trying to get everyone else to meet

Today at 8:42 AM

@professorsparklepants

I love this it's so goddamn wacky

tanoraqui

I just want teenager-based shenanigans ft. surprisingly competent teenagers and all the adults running around like chickens with their heads chopped off

professorsparklepants

Jingyi: why are you two more calm about this than the literal adults

Wen Yuan: have you met my dad?

tanoraqui

Also to be clear it is not at all hard to convince Wen Ning to join Team: Teenage Shenanigans, bc literally ANYONE in the Burial Mountain village would probably be down if you were like, “we’re engaged in a conspiracy to make Wei Wuxian fucking admit that he’s in love with that Lan guy who visits a couple times a year”

professorsparklepants

"This is my father, and this is his sugar daddy."

tanoraqui

I kinda wanna say he goes by “Wen Yuan” more often bc he’s 100% the baby of the entire remaining Wen clan there, but his adult name or w/e it’s called IS Wen Sizhui, because WWX asked LWJ if he had any suggestions and LWJ said this while maintaining eye contact

professorsparklepants

OH MY GOOOOOOD

tanoraqui

They meet LXC and he figures out what’s going on in like 4 minutes, despite the teens’ best attempts at obfuscation, and instead of calling anyone’s parents is like, “okay, I’m in”

professorsparklepants

#1 wingman...

tanoraqui

Jin Ling and Wen Yuan are definitely both traveling under false names, too? Wen Yuan obviously can’t admit to being a Wen and Jin Ling is making a privileged but slightly helicoptered teen’s rebellious bid for freedom

professorsparklepants

His dad is panicking at home and Yanli is like "boys need their freedom :)"

I saw a post forever ago about how Yanli would be the most hands off parent & Zixuan is an only child who would panic every time his kid fell down

tanoraqui

With a side order of “my mother is the only one who’ll say nice things about the Yiling Patriarch and she always looks sad when she does so I’m going to sneak into the Burial Mountain and either drag him out to see her or force my parents to come get me”

professorsparklepants

"I'm gonna beat up the Yiling Patriarch" "why" "he made my mom sad" "okay proceed"

tanoraqui

^ actual real conversation with WenYuan

professorsparklepants

A-Yuan then repeats the same thing to Wen Qing and she has the exact same answer, verbatim

tanoraqui

Side note: Wen Yuan has never been scared of the undead in his entire life, and probably this will lead to getting into severely life-threatening situations when he doesn’t have more backup than 2 other teenagers

professorsparklepants

Oh absolutely

professorsparklepants

He's so used to tuning out the sound of sentry corpses that one jumps on him and almost punches his lungs out

tanoraqui

Also what if he took WWX’s sword, so he looks like a proper normal cultivator - honestly, what if WWX gave him the sword when he turned 12, or whenever one customarily gives a child a sword in this world. He also has a flute stashed in his robe somewhere but he does know how to use both

tanoraqui

But also, while obviously it’s very important that this is the sword he inherited from his father, it’s never OCCURRED to him to, like, strongly associate it with WWX, in terms of “this would be a recognizable weapon”? Chenqing the flute, obviously, but WWX just left the sword on a shelf all the time

professorsparklepants

He's very good at fooling people into thinking he's a normal rogue cultivator until he busts out the flute

LOL YES

tanoraqui

So the first time someone looks at him and is like, “That is WWX’s sword” he achieves, like, “Who’s Morales? [NOT THAT DUMB]” levels of blank-brained

professorsparklepants

It like, doesn't even occur to him that this stick named whatever will be recognizable to people until it actually happens

"this is the Yiling Patriarch's sword!" "... I've never heard of him"

tanoraqui

“What sword?”

professorsparklepants

KDJAKSNJS

tanoraqui

“Oh, THIS sword? I...found it. In a stream.”

tanoraqui

Also...at some point...once the teens have admitted their identities to one another...and possibly gotten into a couple other increasingly public shenanigans...they run into a bunch of concerned people searching from the Jin or even Jiang sect - JC being there would be PERFECT - and Jin Ling is like, “aaahh, no, I don’t want to be dragged home... kidnap me.”

WY: what?

JL: pull out the flute, summon a couple corpses, shout that you’re the dread son of the Yiling Patriarch, and pretend to kidnap me

WY: ...yeah okay

AND THEN THEY DO THAT

professorsparklepants

The dumbass energy...... off the CHARTS

tanoraqui

They’re 15 and neither of them has ever faced consequences but in...actually not too different ways

They’re 15 and neither of them as ever faced consequences nor most of the real world

Oh my god is Lan Jingyi the most sensible person here

They’re going to DIE

professorsparklepants

JXHAKAJAKKQHSJA

JC and Yanli immediately see through this probably

"dumbass kid just doesn't want to go home. I'll break his legs."

tanoraqui

I think Yanli does but I have minimal faith in JC’s ability to think logically at any time

He’s still angry at WWX for leaving

professorsparklepants

Stomps to Yiling to demand his nephew back & wwx's like "lol, A-Yuan left two months ago"

Okay my shift is starting later

tanoraqui

/snort

Though, bold of you to assume that WWX isn’t also running around anxiously somewhere like “oh god, oh no, my son is missing; I must find him”

professorsparklepants

Sizhui is a responsible boy, I don't think he would leave without telling at least ONE person where he was going

tanoraqui

Ok but it was Wen Qing who thinks it’s good for WWX’s health to stop brooding and go run around like a headless chicken instead, optimally if he runs into his totally-not-a-boyfriend-Hahahaha-why-would-you-say-that

Alternately it was, like, Granny, which, ditto

No one on this mountain is going to stop WWX from going out to cause trouble and hopefully get laid, is my point

tanoraqui

Also, the cultivation world has been basically at peace for 13 years and the reason is that this is an ideal AU where JGY is dead and whenever trouble starts to stir politically, NHS and JYL meet eyes across the room and mentally Rock Paper Scissors over who has to manipulate everyone into calming the fuck down

Neither of them actually wants this job; they’re just good at it and recognize both those aspects in each other

professorsparklepants

LOLOLOL

That is.... so goddamn in character

tanoraqui

concept: JYL and NHS are friends and no one else understands it, or attributes it to JYL just being that nice, bc NHS still generally acts useless

professorsparklepants

Nhs actively wants to be useless and life is conspiring to make sure he can't

tanoraqui

a little less dramatically useless, but why ruin a good thing when you're having fun and it's useful

professorsparklepants

Lol

tanoraqui

but JYL fucking identified him as Actually Competent one time when he couldn't hide it, so now sometimes they get tea together and bitch about politics and stupid people

professorsparklepants

He's the only person who can correctly identify when she's talking shit about people, because it's VERY subtle and her brothers & husband are too busy thinking she hung the moon to notice

tanoraqui

JYL striding into Nie sect HQ (whatever it's called) and tossing her coat over a chair. "You would not BELIEVE what my brothers are doing now."

NHS: *probably knows, because he's found that the minor investment of effort in maintaining a very good spy network pays major dividends in helping him avoid greater work* *immediately sits up and pours her a cup of very expensive tea* Oh, girl, dish.

professorsparklepants

Question: are they also friends with lwj...

tanoraqui

yes but he's obviously not invited to hte political gossip sessions

professorsparklepants

I'm trying to imagine lwj making eye contact with them at some meeting his brother dragged him to and both of them struggling not to break into hysterics

tanoraqui

but they both know that he sneaks into Yiling to visit WWX a few times a year, and every single time, JYL sits him down within a couple weeks and aggressively debriefs him as to her brother's condition

professorsparklepants

I'm sure she tried to get him to take treats in

tanoraqui

for sure

it's hopeless, though, bc there's no really predicting WHEN he'll go? It's basically just "every 4-6 months when LWJ's resolve breaks"

professorsparklepants

Too bad she's not a stress quilter instead of a stress baker

tanoraqui

she gets him to go at an actual arranged time, bearing pork soup, like once, for WWX's 30th birthday or something

professorsparklepants

:)

tanoraqui

omg lit brain: LWJ of course is hte WORST for getting gossip, but JYL has pieced together a reasonable amount about the people her idiot baby brother (#2) is now living with. And she's mildly despairing as to idiot baby brother #1's ongoing refusal to get married and have an heir or three. So she, if not actively connives, then certainly siezes the first available opportunity to set Jiang Cheng up with Wen Qing

tanoraqui

basically, this au is PEAK romcom

tanoraqui

...also, for max happiness, i'd like to think that WWX made some strategic raids to rescue additional Wen refugees and bring them back, so there's a properly populated village and they didn't all just die

professorsparklepants

!!!

Good... Good thoughts

Good because 1. more people die and 2. The Yiling Patriarch will attack your village and steal your people away!

tanoraqui

(romcom being exclusively adults-focussed; the teens initiate it all but Jin Ling and Wen Yuan are both so delighted to have an Additional (But Cooler) Family Member that they comfortably cousinzone each other instantly)

professorsparklepants

*nice*

tanoraqui

...i feel like i keep characterizing Jin Ling as an only child, when really he ought to have a small horde of siblings

maybe they just...couldn't conceive more. shit happens. pregnancy is hard.

professorsparklepants

That happens sometimes

[cullxtheherd]

Dammit, I'm too soft and need my comfort boys now! 😭

Can I get “No one’s kissed me like that in a long time.” for Sharky, my dear pyromaniac boy? ❤

hell yeah you friggin can!!! thank, thank, thank you for sending me this ask!! i haven't proofread SHIT!! i took my medicaiton and i need a nap!!! asakdjskdsk this is uh? what most would call NSFW, enjoy!

“Woah, woah Chica-” Charlemagne grips the condensation laden bottle by its end and its past peeling sticker. The texture lies somewhere between off putting and comforting and he runs the pad of his thumb over one of the wrinkled corners, “Hold on now I-hCc!” Despite being a well seasoned drinker something must not have sat right with him this evening and he hiccups twice before he can continue.

“What was I sayin’?'' It comes out as one word on one hopps laden breath and he refocuses on his drinking partner for the time being, “Oh, yeah!” He hikes a finger into the air vaguely in her direction with one eye half closed, leaning on the rounded edge of the bartop, “We hardly even know each other, Little Miss!” With the bottle halfway to his lips he abruptly stops, one finger uncurling to point at her as well, “And I do declare-hmnn-hmm-hmm!”

Sharky can’t hardly help himself on a good day and he starts laughing. First he does try to subdue it, face pinching with the effort but he does release a painful snort, “I’m sorry,” He tries between a hoot, “I can’t even take my own damn self seriously- did you hear what I was even trying to say? I mean, woo-hoo!” He laughs again at the thought, cheeks and neck reddening with rising hilarity, “Me. Charlemagne Victor Boshaw the FOURTH!! Tellin’ an interested woman what’s for.”

“Well, I mean!” He realizes himself too late and he sputters trying to backtrack, bottle at his lips for a swish before he continues, “That is not to say that I am assumin’ nothin’ when it comes to that or you and me- and hey!” Feeling like he’s really only caught his first good, decent look at his comrade for the night, he tries to concentrate around the blurred, starry edges of his vision. “Hang on now, you remind me of somebody.” His face screws up in a look of near constipation, gears grinding and turning - trying desperately to form a single, cognitive thought, “I know you…”

“Aww,” Her voice is low and pitying, sickeningly sweet, “Sharky.” Tinged with a hint of hopeful disappointment, “You should just stop thinking.” She swivels in her seat, one leg folded neatly over the other and a halo of blonde shining under the overhead lights, “Just,” She inches closer, just slightly, forever luring him in but never setting the hook, “Hush that pretty head of yours and have another drink. It is,” The lines around her eyes set when she giggles far more youthful than her appearance, “On the house, after all.”

“Yeah,” He agrees though he isn’t particularly thirsty and when a bottle is pressed to his lips he takes a lengthy swig, fully trusting the woman he’s been speaking to. “I should,” So entranced is he that he hardly realizes the switch off. New bottle, different shape, “You’re right.” Directly from her hands to his mouth this time. “That’s an excellent idea-” He wants to elaborate but the thoughts leave him and he watches, happily, as someone he is sure he should know briefly interrupts their little two-person soirée.

“Yes,” He catches her saying, “Yes Father.”

The way she looks up at him with an unmatched, heady desire sparks a tight, hateful twinge somewhere deep within him and suddenly, without thought or warning, he’s getting up out of his seat- nearly jumping backwards off of his bar stool. He doesn’t say anything but he holds himself on edge, breath heavy and chest tight. Ready for what, he isn’t sure.

His new friend gets up as well. Slowly and placatingly she approaches him. Tiptoeing barefoot around the toppled stool she rests on her heels in front of him, pads of her pointers tracing the raised, bubble lettering of his sweatshirt. “Shame,” She sounds sad and heartbroken as she looks up at him through her lashes, “Things were going so well, wouldn’t you say?”

Though he is struggling through the haze, trying to break free from the control she has on him he finds himself nodding along, mouth opening, “Yes, I would.”

“Tonight was going to be the night, Charlemagne,” There is an almost supernatural, haunting tone to her voice that coats him to his very soul- viscous and charming is she, “The. Night.” She pouts feigning a sob into his chest and, despite the dread creeping in he embraces her, palms smoothing over the lines of her gauzy, lace dress. “Do you understand what that means?”

Sharky doesn’t respond verbally but his fingers tighten, digging into the curve of her shoulders underneath a layer of fabric that reminds him of the floral doilies his grandmother kept on surfaces around her home.

“You and me, together,” Though he is gaining his wits his heart aches for that statement, “Forever.” She spins once, heavenly, between his arms and humming, “It could be Bliss, you know.”

She looks up at him and though he knows he should make a move to run- leave this place and never look back, he dips his head instead. When their lips meet it is other-worldly. Charlemagne feels like blasting off into space with Larry and whatever that damn computer's name is he’s always talking about.

Though they are by no means alone, anything rooted in reality ceases to exist for him. They could be in the middle of a field, tornado overhead- bottom of a mountain with an avalanche barrelling down and he would be none the wiser. Sharky had never been one to buy into the whole ‘time stops’ theory when it came to being with another person and sharing intimacy, but? He is becoming a believer as the seconds tick by.

When they pull apart, each of their chests heaving for breath he takes a long, wisened look at her. This is? The enemy. Without a doubt- make no mistakes about it. This is wrong.

She opens her mouth to say something but unthinking and working solely on drive Charlemagne pushes forward, rearing her into the wall of, what he is now aware is, not a licensed retail establishment. The bus turned Peggie jungle gym decorating the center of Moonflower Trailer Park creaks and groans with the voracity in which he attaches himself to her.

In the many times he’d dared to imagine a similar scenario he at least envisioned some kind of refusal or rebuttal from the female Herald but she leans into him, eager to respond. Sharky pulls away, flustered lips biting a line down the side of her mouth to her chin. At her neck he particularly digs in, hands tying into her hair tightly.

“No one’s kissed me like that in a long time,” She’s a mixture of cross and ashamed, hands wrung tightly in the curled hairs at the nape of his neck, “Bastard.”

“Should leave you with a little somethin’ for Padre Joe, in that case.” He moves in as her mouth opens to object, teeth rough on the tender bend of her neck. A hand travels the curve of her ass, bringing her in closely as she responds.

“Sharky . . .”

He’s never heard a creature as ethereal as her breathless before and it takes battling an excellent sense of self preservation to make a line of mottled, swollen hickeys in every tender, erogenous zone he can manage to get to. “You like that?” As the Bliss really begins to leave him he does have the sense to start getting angry with her and her tricks despite their current entanglement.

She nods her agreement, little huffs of air tickling the short hairs on the side of his neck but it isn’t quite the type of affirmation he’s looking for.

“Let’s see, then.” With nearly any other woman he would likely not be this assertive but this is the second time she’s tried to drug him and take advantage of him to get him to join their stupid wacky cult and? He’s not concerned about pleasantries or anything resembling normalcy. The hand at her rear ruchs up the back of her dress just enough so that he can trace the outline of her panties freely before snaking a finger inside, “Oh, yeah?”

She has the decency to look embarrassed and he smiles wide, pleased, “You get all hot and bothered thinkin’ of ways to get me to say Yes, don’t you?”

“I-” He shifts, moving to bring his hand to a more advantageous position and she makes a noise of protest, “No!”

Sharky raises a brow at her and the way her barefoot slaps the ground in rebuttal, “You sure about that?” Reaching between them he adjusts himself, purposefully slow to return his hand to the apex of her thighs. Alight with joy at the look of frustration it causes he relents, “Now,” The decommissioned school bus creaks when she tries to vy for leverage against his slow, lapping movements, “Think real hard before you answer me-”

“Yes! I do- I,” Rachel cuts herself off sucking in a large, shaking breath, “Ohh! I love thinking of ways to bring you down, Sinner! I- mmm!”

Charlemagne laughs silently, eyes creasing up in the direction of the moonlight. Toeing the line of stern and gentle he leans in, lips and tongue and careful teeth against her. Two small, hot hands grip the width of his wrist, keeping him there, when he tries to adjust his stance and he grins against her, sickeningly glad to know he is doing well for her.

Nose against the shell of her ear and mouth working on and off in time with his digits he speaks gently this time, starkly aware of what her reality must be, “How long has it been since a man treated you right?” Apparently unable to speak, she shakes her head in the negative, teeth pinching her lower lip, “Never?”

“Shut up,” She barely manages.

“What?”

“I said shut up and fuck me, Charlemagne!”

His entire face screws up at that, her hazy spell broken. “No,” Sharky removes himself from her, head shaking in the negative, “Don’t think I will. Go home, Faith.”

“You can’t just stick your fingers in a woman and then tell her to get out, Sharky!”

“I can and I have and I will, Ma’am.” Taking a breath he releases what he’s debating on, “Not every guy wants it like that, Shorty.” Out of view within the bus behind her he reaches into the darkness, “Sooner you learn that,” He shrugs, looking stern though he is sporting quite the rock-hard erection, “Sooner we can do more than just talk.”

“Sharky-”

The shotgun blast dissipates the vision of her and he looks down at the barrel, nearly disappointed he hadn’t submitted and agreed to be turned into one of her newest pets, “Well. Least I got my twenty bucks worth.”

[kerosene-insomniac]

To Be So Lonely

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Midoriya Izuku

Warnings: alpha/beta/omega dynamics, violence, strong language, homosexual behavior, major character death {not bakudeku}

Word Count for Chapter: 3,715 words

Summary: Midoriya Izuku has always wanted to be a musician. Something about the lyric working with a melody to convey his feeling just made his heart race. After his father died when he was three, Izuku has always relied on his mother. She worked two jobs to care for him and always supported his dreams. But when his mother is diagnosed with breast cancer just after he graduated high school, Izuku has to shift his focus. Now he’s working two jobs and takes care of his mother with the help of his gay neighbors.

In an attempt to learn self-defense, Izuku takes a few classes at a local gym. It’s there that he meets Toshinori Yagi, an older beta who used to be a professional heavyweight boxer. Yagi notices Izuku’s potential and encourages the small omega to eventually go pro. So, in order to make more money, Izuku eventually agrees.

Bakugou Katsuki has only ever wanted to fight. Orphaned as the young age of four, Katsuki has been fighting to live for his entire life. Fighting is all he’s ever known. After fighting underground for a couple years, Katsuki is noticed by Todoroki Enji. The older alpha takes him in at 19 and names him the official successor of his legacy (especially since all of his actual kids hate him).

 Now, Katsuki is 25-years-old and the professional heavyweight champion.

In a whirlwind of events, Katsuki meets Izuku in the unlikeliest of places. He watches the small omega perform and can’t help it feel extremely protective and absolutely enamored with him. The older alpha gets to meet him and say goodbye without even learning the omega’s name. Katsuki isn’t sure that they’ll ever meet again.

That is, until Katsuki officially meets Izuku at a professional lunch with his manager’s rival.

{OR}

The one where Katsuki is a professional alpha boxer with arrogance issues and Izuku is a stubborn omega that’s way little too reckless with his well-being.

With a wacky cast of characters (including three idiots, a manly best friend, a traumatized bastard with daddy-issues, and many more) absolutely hell-bent on getting them together, neither men can seem to catch a break

{0.5} Icarus

“There are two circumstances that lead to arrogance: one is when you're wrong and you can't face it; the other is when you're right and nobody else can face it.”

― Criss Jami

I Z U K U

“It was nice seeing you after all these years, Enji.”

Izuku mentally groaned as Toshinori kept talking to the overgrown alpha. Their lunch had long since ended, so the small omega just wanted to head across the street and begin his warm-up.

And to get away from Katsuki Bakugou, who had been staring at him since this whole shit-show started.

Endeavor huffed in agreement and glanced in Izuku’s direction. “Your successor seems very headstrong, so I can’t wait to see how he fares today.”

I love that he’s talking like I’m not here.

“He’ll exceed your expectations. Let’s head out, Izuku.”

Izuku immediately relaxed, wagering standing to follow Toshinori out of the restaurant. His dress (which had been forced on him by Uraraka, who said something about looking nice for a certain alpha) brushed against his knees and tickled his legs.

Honestly, he couldn’t leave fast enough.

The small omega followed his teacher towards the exit, nodding respectively in Endeavor’s direction. And Todoroki’s.

When his gaze landed on Bakugou, he simply looked ahead.

The outside air caressed Izuku’s soft skin and made him sigh in relief. Compared to the tension in the restaurant, the slightest amount of breeze felt like a god-send.

“Young Bakugou seems very interested…”

Toshinori’s voice was teasing and affectionate, but Izuku immediately stiffened. There is no way that they were talking about the same alpha.

Izuku hummed lowly, adjusting his jacket. “I disagree, sensei. He seems arrogant and insufferable with a need to prove that he’s stronger than anybody else.”

“I think he’s just concerned for your well-being.”

The small omega huffed, his cheeks flushed a rosy pink as he glanced at his teacher. The idea of an attractive alpha feeling protective over him was flattering yet incredibly infuriating.

Izuku is here for one reason and one reason only.

“Deku! Wait!”

Fucking fuck.

Toshinori stopped and glanced behind them, his face lighting up in amusement. “It seems like someone wants to speak with you, Izuku. Don’t take too long and I’ll see you inside.”

The small omega paled.

Traitor.

His teacher hobbled away, chuckling to himself.

The familiar smell of caramel and cinnamon greeted Izuku’s senses. It was more than comforting, which made the small omega feel slightly mortified.

Izuku sighed in defeat and turned to face Bakugou, who had a less intense scowl on his face. His suit looked messier than before and the alpha appeared as if he had fought someone to catch up with him.

“What do you want?”

Bakugou didn’t even flinch at Izuku’s tone. “Nothing. I just wanted to-“

Izuku cut him off, crossing his arms. “If you’re to lecture me on my own idiocy, then don’t even try. You don’t even know me.”

“I just want to understand.”

That was enough to make Izuku freeze.

Izuku’s chest tightened as he locked eyes with alpha, who looked less angry than he had been during lunch. “There isn’t anything to understand. I’m doing this for the same reason as anyone else.”

Bakugou’s red eyes glinted. “But I’ve seen you perform, Deku. You fucking love music.”

“Stop calling me that.”

The alpha raised an eyebrow, smirking slightly. “I like that it pisses you off, so no. And don’t change the subject.”

Izuku scoffed. “Why are you so desperate to understand me? You shouldn’t concern yourself with my wellbeing.”

“Honestly? I have no fucking clue.”

Bakugou’s words hung in the air and floated amongst the tension. Izuku was a bright red as they stared at each other, searching for any sign of challenge.

Izuku swallowed thickly, looking away from the alpha. “Look, I’m well aware of the risks. I’ve been boxing underground for over a year and struggling to learn how to protect myself.”

“What if you get bitten, though?” Bakugou’s voice was rough.

The small omega sighed, anxiously rubbing his palm with his thumb. “As I said earlier, they would have to catch me first.”

Bakugou nodded after a moment, still studying him. “I still don’t understand your fucking need to be reckless. I also don’t get how everyone seems so fucking okay with it!”

“It’s not your job to worry about me.”

The alpha chuckled at that. “But someone obviously fucking needs to. I don’t give a shit about what your supposed friends think, but you’re going to be eaten alive tonight.”

Izuku’s eyes narrowed. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

The small omega hummed and took a few steps forward. Bakugou froze, his breath quickening as Izuku’s face became centimeters away from his own.

I hate that he smells so nice.

Izuku chuckled, pulling away from the surprised alpha. “Then I guess you’ll have to watch. I don’t need your concern and I certainly don’t need your fucking protection, Kacchan.”

Bakugou blinked, still processing. “What the fuck did you just call me?!”

“Kacchan.” Izuku purred smugly, stepping back. “Good luck on your match tonight. Not that you’ll need it, of course.”

The alpha snapped out of his daze, his skin flushing at the compliment. “Hold on a damn second, shitty Deku-“

Izuku ignored him and walked briskly towards the entrance to the venue. His own heart was racing in his chest from the interaction, especially since Bakugou was obviously just as enamored as him.

He glanced back, smirking softly.

“I’ll see you later, Kacchan.”

*********

*********

K A T S U K I

“-and it was like his brain short-circuited.”

“No shit?! I would’ve paid cash to see that!”

“So manly, Bakubro!”

Katsuki growled loudly as his idiots ran around him in circles. Todoroki, who had been re-telling the events of lunch, smirked at him with as much smugness his stupid face could muster.

Nobody was doing their fucking job.

Sero and Mina were supposed to be preparing the med-kit supplies for the match, but they were fucking around and wrapping bandages around Kaminari’s head. Kirishima was supposed to be talking strategy with him, but he was talking excitedly with Todoroki.

And that half-n-half bastard?

He was reveling in Katsuki’s embarrassment.

“I swear to fucking god…” Katsuki huffed, his eye visibly twitching. “I will fucking end each and every one of you if you don’t shut the fuck up!”

Everyone froze.

Kirishima laughed awkwardly, obviously trying to ease the tension. “Don’t be so angry, Bakubro. We’re all just excited that you’re finally interested in somebody…”

Katsuki flushed a bright red. “I’m not fucking interested in that shitty nerd Deku! I just don’t want to see a weak bastard get eaten alive!”

“Sure, Blasty, sure.” Mina muttered sarcastically.

Don’t commit homicide.

Don’t commit homicide.

Sero looked at Katsuki with an indifferent expression, a used roll of bandages in his hand. “You’re acting like being interested is a bad thing. We’re not saying that you wanna fuck the dude, Bakugou.”

Katsuki grumbled loudly, trying to hide his embarrassment.

I totally fucking do, and that’s what’s embarrassing.

“…unless you do…”

The red-eyed alpha clenched his jaw and growled indignantly in Kirishima’s direction. “I totally fucking don’t, Shitty Hair! Who the fuck would even be into a shitty nerd like Deku?!”

Kirishima, Mina, and Todoroki shared a glance.

Sero and Denki simply snorted.

“I thought he was cute.” Todoroki spoke evenly, his eyes challenging Katsuki. “I found his confidence quite attractive.”

Katsuki stiffened, his stomach churning at the idea of Deku and Icy-Hot interacting at all. Red hot jealousy bloomed in his chest and spread like a wildfire throughout his body.

I think the fuck not.

“Someone looks jealous.” Mina sang smugly, making Katsuki scoff.

Todoroki hummed in agreement.  “He does. If I wasn’t emotionally invested in an omega from my office, I’d pursue Midoriya out of spite.”

Kirishima perked up at the news. “You’re interested in an omega? Since when?!”

And just like that, the focus shifted.

Katsuki silently got to his feet and walked around the small locker-room. His match wasn’t till the end of the tournament, but he usually watched other matches with Kirishima and critiqued their strategy.

It’s a tradition at this point.

What the fuck happened earlier?

Deku stood so fucking close to him. All Katsuki could smell was chocolate and cherries with the faintest hint of vanilla, which hadn’t been noticeable before. His stupidly cute face was so close that Katsuki could’ve kissed him.

And then he fucking left.

Deku left and turned back with a stupid smirk that screamed sexual innuendos in Katsuki’s direction. He called the alpha a ridiculous name, and Katsuki fucking let him.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

“Alright, bro. You ready to go watch some matches?”

Katsuki snapped out of his memory-filled daze and grunted in response. “Let’s go watch some losers, Shitty Hair. I need to relax before I kick Togata’s ass tonight.”

Kirishima grinned. “And maybe impress a certain omega?”

“Shut up.”

Both alphas headed out of the locker-room and towards the arena. There was a specific box that Enji rented at every tournament specifically so he could watch. He didn't seem to mind that Katsuki did the same thing.

Even if he did, Katsuki didn’t care.

The sound of screaming fans, alphas and omega alike, immediately made Katsuki cringe. He could barely make out a few words, but he didn’t care enough to process any of them.

In the ring, an alpha female and a beta female were kick-boxing.

We’re still in this part of the tournament.

Good.

“OH FUCK! Hagakure delivers a stunning roundhouse kick!”

Katsuki took a seat a little ways away from Enji and focused on the match. It was Yaoyorozu vs Hagakure. He had seen them in regular boxing, so it wasn’t that much of a surprise to see them deviate sometimes.

As a beta, Hagakure was shorter and relied heavily on her legs. She was known for being a skilled southpaw, so upper-arm-strength wasn’t out of the question.

Yaoyorozu was one of the few female alphas that Katsuki’s met in his life. She could be jumpy at times, but she also struggled with predicting/preparing for her opponents moves. She relied on her height to get in close and hardly receive any damage to her face.

Katsuki fought her once or twice. She’s definitely skilled.

“I think Hagakure strained her left leg.” Katsuki murmured, watching the way that the beta favored her left side.

Kirishima narrowed his eyes and leaned forward.  “I think you’re right. Yaoyorozu hasn’t noticed yet, though.”

Katsuki shrugged. “She will. Eventually.”

Sure enough, Yaoyorozu glanced at Hagakure’s feet and her eyebrows furrowed in surprise. As the beta pulled back to land another kick, the female alpha hit her in the face with multiple jabs.

As soon as Hagakure was distracted, Yaoyorozu landed a harsh kick to her left leg and swept them out from under her.

The beta didn’t get back up.

As the crowd and commentator went wild, Katsuki sat back and glanced at Kirishima. “I told you that Ponytail would notice. She’s been training.”

“It’s a good thing that we didn’t bet this time.”

“Yeah. You would’ve fucking lost.”

Before Kirishima could respond, the familiar sound of an intermission rang through the air. They had about ten minutes till the next match, so the sound was to let people know that there was a break.

Katsuki cringed at the sound.

“After our break, we’ll see the professional debut of Midoriya Izuku against a crowd favorite, Monoma Neito!”

And that was enough to make Katsuki freeze.

Oh fuck.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Monoma was an arrogant bastard that Katsuki hates with every fiber of his being. He was an alpha with a history of distaste for omegas, leading to an ever-growing fan base of shitty alphas.

Not only would he hate Deku, but he would try and rile him up the whole time.

This wouldn’t be a fair fight.

“Bakugou? You look pale.”

Katsuki snapped out of his daze and locked eyes with Kirishima. “I’m fucking fine, Shitty Hair. Monoma just pisses me off.”

Kirishima’s gaze softened. “You don’t have to watch, you know? I can just tell you what happened after the match is over.”

“I don’t need your pity. I’m fine.”

“Okay, bro. Whatever you say.”

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I Z U K U

“There. Feel tight enough?”

Izuku took his gloved hand away from Uraraka and moved his wrists. “They feel great. Thanks for being here, Uraraka.”

Uraraka grinned brightly, her hair pulled back in a messy ponytail as she went over Izuku’s things again. “Of course! Iida and I wouldn’t miss this for the world, Deku! Plus, Aizawa threatened to ground us if we didn’t……”

Sounds about right.

“Midoriya! Where is your mouth guard?!”

Izuku glanced over at Iida, who had a professional-looking med-kit in hand. “I put it in my bag…I think…”

Iida sighed and bolted to Izuku’s gym bag, muttering things under his breath. He and Uraraka had been his friends ever since high school, long before Izuku’s mom got sick.

They graduated a little over a year ago.

Now Uraraka is attending University to be a teacher and Iida is studying to be a doctor. Sometimes, the older alpha will come over and give Izuku’s mom a once-over. His family helps out a lot with her treatment.

But not enough.

Which is why Izuku is here in the first place.

“Your mouth-guard is important, Midoriya!” Iida chided, handing the omega a green piece of plastic.

Izuku hung his head, slightly embarrassed that the alpha was reprimanding him. “I was training late last night. After the stuff this morning, I couldn’t remember if I packed it or not.”

Uraraka grinned, her eyes glinting mischievously. “Speaking of which….I saw you and Bakugou in front of the venue.”

Oh god.

“And it seemed pretty flirtatious, Deku.”

Izuku flushed a bright crimson, resisting the urge to hide his face. “It wasn’t flirting! He was just being stupidly overprotective when he didn’t have the right!”

Uraraka smirked. “Alphas tend to be protective over people they care about. Or, in your case, people they are attracted to.”

“I don’t think it’s like that.”

His best friend gave him a look before looking behind him. “Sensei?! What was your impression of Bakugou when you met him?”

Toshinori, who had been talking with a few betas, looked in their direction and grinned as he walked over. “Young Bakugou was very outspoken about his concern with Izuku’s second gender. He’s quite enamored.”

“My point exactly!”

Before Izuku could argue, a female referee appeared in the entrance to the locker-room.

It’s time.

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Izuku feels nauseous.

The small omega can hear the crowd screaming as his opponent is announced, but his brain can barely process any of it. His silk robe (an emerald color) clung to his curves and covered his freckled skin.

Since he’s no longer underground, there’s no need for the bunny mask.

Then his name is announced and he’s shoved into the shark-infested water. Izuku focuses his gaze on the ring, acutely aware of his team following behind him in quick succession.

Izuku can feel the disgusted stares among the screaming.

“You’ll do great, my boy.”

Toshinor’s voice was gentle and firm as he made Izuku look at him. He looked proud and confident in his abilities, which made the omega feel better.

Izuku swallowed thickly as his robe was pulled off of him. “I’ll win. For you and for my mom.”

“I know you will.”

Izuku hugged him and turned to enter the ring.

His opponent is a short but burly alpha who was obviously slow on his feet. His blond hair was parted and his pale eyes were full of amused disgust.

“Alright, boys,” The referee crooned, her black hair tied back. “I want a clean and fair fight. No funny business or I will dish out some punishments.”

Izuku nodded, studying the alpha in front of him.

Monoma, however, ignored the omega’s attempt to touch gloves and retreated to his corner. He was smirking in Izuku’s direction, shamelessly checking out every inch of his body.

“And…FIGHT!”

Izuku stepped forward, carefully guarding his face and waiting for Monoma to make the first move. He needed a strategy, above all else.

Monoma smirked. “I didn’t think they’d make it this easy. Omegas can’t fight, doll. It’s a known fact.”

The small omega ignored him, staying carefully light on his feet as they circled each other. It was becoming obvious that Monoma just liked hearing himself talk, so he had to wait for an opening.

“You’re not mated? How pathetic.”

There.

His eyes flicker to the crowd when he talks. He’s speaking loud enough for them to hear, meaning that he wants to put on a show.

Monoma chuckled some more. “What? Too scared to make the first move? I can do this all-“

Izuku lunged and landed a right hook to the alpha’s jaw.

Retreat.

The small omega immediately retreated as Monoma stumbled back in surprise. The crowd fucking lost it, screaming a mix of cheers and curse words.

Monoma huffed, growling lowly in Izuku’s direction.

Then he charged.

Izuku dodged, guarding his face as Monoma initiated an onslaught of jabs and pummels. Sweat gathered on his brow and his breathing sped up as he looked for an opening.

There.

Izuku brought his leg up and kicked Monoma in the gut.

The larger alpha gasped in surprise, but that was the opening Izuku needed. In quick succession, the small omega hit him with three jabs and a left hook.

Not without consequence, though.

“You fucking bitch!!”

Monoma growled loudly and landed a solid left hook to Izuku’s face.

Pressure, pain, and high-pitched ringing erupted from his right side. Izuku grunted in a mix of surprise and pain, immediately retreating to his corner and settling into a guarding stance.

In his confusion, Izuku was attacked from the right side again.

Two kicks and a mix of punches pummeled themselves into Izuku’s stomach, making the small omega choke and gasp.

“Enough! Back off!”

Izuku gasped, still standing upright as the referee pulled Monoma back. He could taste blood in his mouth, but his adrenaline was too high to feel any pain.

My strength is in my legs.

I need to aim my kicks high enough to land on his face. The nose is the most sensitive, so it would be my safest bet.

Izuku hardened his gaze and glared at the alpha in front of him.

Monoma charged, heading straight for Izuku’s right side. This time, however, the small omega was prepared and effectively slipped.

As he ducked under, Izuku moved and delivered a high-kick to Monoma’s face. The alpha choked and stumbled backward, grasping his face as blood immediately started to pour.

Before the alpha can recover, Izuku charges and delivers strikes to Monoma’s jaw.

DING! DING!!

“That’s the bell! To your corners!”

Izuku backed off and retreated to his corner, sweating like a pig and gushing blood from his brow.

He sat down, allowing his team to work.

“You’re doing great, Deku!”

Uraraka’s voice sounded close by as Iida and Toshinori crowded him. The alpha got to work on bandaging his eyebrow as the beta placed the water spout between his bloody lips.

Izuku panted wildly, drinking the water. “He needs to get close to land a hit, sensei. I fucked up his nose, though.”

“You did.” Toshinori supplied, pulling the water away. “Don’t forget to parry. Meet his hits head on.”

Right.

“2nd round! On your feet!”

Izuku took a deep breath and got to his feet. He could see better without the flow of blood in his eyes, so he definitely noticed the look of hatred Monoma gave him.

Monoma looked pissed.

DING! DING!!

“Fight!”

Monoma moved first this time, furiously charging Izuku like a raging bull. Instead of dodging or slipping, the small omega met his kick head on.

Their legs clashed, which Monoma clearly didn’t expect.

Izuku used his body weight to shove the alpha backward, giving himself enough room to land a few side-kicks. He kept his moves fast and precise, knowing that any wasted second could make him lose.

Monoma swung, but he overcalculated.

Izuku dodged and landed a harsh upper-cut to the jaw. He could feel the crunch of bones and teeth, which was more than satisfying.

After that, Monoma didn’t stand a chance.

Before the alpha had a chance to recover, Izuku shoved him back with another side kick and prepared himself to finish the fight.

Roundhouse.

Izuku leaned back and put his entire body weight into the kick itself. He aimed high, specifically for Monoma’s broken nose, and fucking succeeded with a perfect landing. It was fucking perfect!

Monoma crumpled into a heap, completely unconscious.

“That’s a TKO! Midoriya wins the match!”

Izuku stumbled backward as the cheers rang loudly through the air. His right ear was still ringing, but he definitely heard most of them.

As he was swarmed by his team, Izuku glanced upward.

Katsuki Bakugou was watching and yelling animatedly from a private box. His face was red and he looked pumped as he grinned in Izuku’s direction.

That was the last thing Izuku saw before losing consciousness.

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K A T S U K I

“Holy fucking SHIT!”

Katsuki watched as Deku’s team dragged him out of the ring, but his mind was running a mile a minute.

Despite taking multiple hits, Deku’s form was fucking perfect. Every move he made was carefully calculated and planned, along with a surprising amount of raw fucking power.

It was hot as fuck.

“Did you fucking see that!?” Kirishima was just as hyped as Katsuki, sounding hoarse from the amount of screaming they’d done.

Katsuki nodded, almost breathless as he glanced at his best friend. “I’ve never seen anyone TKO Monoma. I could probably fucking do it too, but Jesus fucking Christ.”

Kirishima met his gaze, smirking.

Oh no.

“He didn’t need your protection after all, bro.”

Katsuki swallowed thickly, shooting a mock glare in Kirishima’s direction before getting to his feet. “Shut the fuck up. Deku may have kicked that bastard’s ass, but he barely held up.”

Kirishima raised an eyebrow. “And where are you going?”

“I still have a fight to prepare for, dumbfuck.”

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[notnctu]

to jisung, my family friend ♡

To All The J’s I’ve Loved Before Series by notnctu ♡ park jisung x fem!reader  ♡ genre - fluff ♡ wc - 2.2k ♡ warnings - none ♡ synopsis - in which you guide a lost freshman to his lecture ♡ taglist - @colpen ; @cestmoncoeur ; @hyucksberry ; @lexiluness ; @lovelycharm05 ; @dearlyminhyung ; @classic-antifood ; @pikijaemin​ ; @whorefortaeyong​ ; @jaeismytamtation​ ♡ a/n - let us know if you want to be on the taglist for the next ones!

Jisung,

I’m already laughing at myself writing this letter, but it has to be done. You’ve grown up so well, I think it has to be a good four years since I’ve seen you in person. I can’t tell whether or not you're a stranger to me.

Our moms are literal best friends and I think we could’ve formed the same relationship if they didn’t try to force that on us. I’m reminiscing about our many play dates we had together as I write this.

We were such awkward kids, I mean, you still kind of are. Word of advice as your upperclassman, don’t wear your freshman lanyard. It’s too much of a tell that you’re a freshie, not that you don’t already look like one being lost on campus or clumsiness bumping into people on your way to class.

Jisung, I can’t help but look at you differently. When did your shy smile light up the room? You really grew into your features, because I don’t remember you having such a sharp jawline. I questioned my thoughts for you as we laughed together even after all these years. Your personality was still the same, maybe more mature now? Like someone hurt you in the past. Like your eyes grew sadder.

But honestly, you’re the most innocence I’ve experienced being in college. You showed me a type of love that could develop beyond a kiss or devious acts. I thought I’d never come across that again.

It was like an epiphany, like my cheeks felt warm whenever you acknowledged me. Your silliness never sold itself short, I could laugh for hours with you. There were no consequential thoughts between the two of us, like a refreshing love that is so pure and full of warmth from sunshine.

There’s a lot for you to learn and experience. I won’t rob that from you, given that I’ve experienced plenty after all these years. But there is such a compelling feeling within me to shield you from any negativity, to guide you in being the best version of yourself. I want to help you find yourself and maybe, grow with you since we have been absent of that during our teenage years. Maybe this is what should’ve been of our relationship a while ago.

If I had tried to notice you sooner, we could’ve saved each other from all the pain.

-from your mom’s favorite, y/n

“Honey, do you remember Jisung? You two were best friends when you were younger?” The phone call with your mom had droned on for more than you had anticipated. It was one of her I need a favor calls that could not wait until later.

The loud chatter and background music of the store caused your lack of attention to what she had been going on about. “You mean, your best friend’s son who you tried to force me to be best friends with when I was younger? What about him? I haven’t seen him for almost four years now.”

The phone receiver buzzed before she continued hesitantly, “I gave him your number.”

The box of pasta fell from your hands at her sudden statement. The strangers around you watched as your anxious hands recovered it from the ground. “Why?” The annoyance in your cadence was nothing surprising.

“He got accepted to your college, sweetie! Isn’t that great? You can guide him around campus, help him transition to college life. No one is forcing you two to be friends anymore. But it would be an amazing favor for me and your auntie. You know, she has been saying how she wants to pitch in to buy you a new car.” Coercion. Rolling your eyes, you aggressively packed your groceries in your reusable bag.

“How could I ever say no to her when I’m her favorite person?” It was a double edge sword with your mom. She never really gave you many options to work with and expected you to follow through as her very obedient daughter.

“That’s what I like to hear!” After the strenuous call, messages from an unknown number sat patiently in your inbox.

(127)-127-1271: hi (Y/N)!! idk if you remember me, we haven’t talked in awhile but it’s jisung! I’m going to be attending ur school in fall and I was wondering if you can help me with some housing stuff????

you: hey bud, congrats! Yeah, you can ask me anything you need to know, everything is very confusing when you first start out :)

The least you could do was act friendly. Jisung never did anything wrong and if anything, you two were oftentimes in the same awkward boat during your childhoods.

Talking to him again reminded you of all the holiday barbecues spent at his house and running away from the adults to play games with his cousins. The many sleepovers where his mom made him sacrifice his bed for you and he’d end up sleeping on their blow up mattress. Fond memories that were definitely lost in your present. You no longer remember how this boy even looked like.  

Summer slipped from your fingers faster than you could blink. Another school year of newer experiences, yet without the aid of being a lost freshman. Everything fell back into a schedule as classes began. The floods of college students rushing to their next lecture. Students working in study rooms or at the outside commodities. The lost freshmen with their dangling lanyards who walk too slow and bumped into people.

There was one tall, shy boy that caught your eye. He wandered outside the building, checking the lecture hall number and scanning the enormous facility. The sheer panic in his expression when he looked down at his phone in his iron grip.

His features were clearly recognizable, but Jisung had grown incredibly older. His jawline was wider and he had several inches stacked above you. As you approached him, his infamous pout appeared as he rapidly scrolled on his dark screen. His cheeks weren’t entirely slimmed out.

“Jisung?”

Jisung was quick to see who could have possibly known his name at this new institution. He tilted his head when he finally laid his tired eyes on you. He knew there was no way he could have recognized you on his own. Not that you were absolutely different, but the whole aura that surrounded you embodied a college upperclassman. You were no longer the loud, weird middle school girl who wore her hair in wacky ponytails.

“(Y/N)! Wow, it’s been so long. I almost didn’t know who you were.” The deepness of his voice took you aback. His hand retreated to the back of his neck out of shyness. His high cheekbones marveled in the autumn afternoon. The boyish charm was very prominent, but his eyes seemed a bit lifeless, a bit sad. There was no gleam, loss of fairy dust that glimmered.

“I can recognize a lost freshman anywhere. Let me walk you to class.” You offered and his cheeks turned slightly pink from embarrassment.

A small side smile appeared when Jisung handed you his phone to see what building he was struggling to find. “I was trying to not be obvious, but the campus is so big. I really haven’t gotten used to where my classes are.”

A laugh escaped your lips when you gave the boy his phone. His wide eyes grew concerned, afraid you were mocking him. “It’s already the third week and I never noticed you were in my class. Let’s go, I’ll finally have someone to sit with.”

A sense of relief washed over his entire body as he followed your lead. The curious boy remained astonished as you two walked side by side on the large campus. He was barely taking in the massive structures, long roads, and the volume of people. His whole face lit up, with tiny sound effects whenever he was amazed by something.

“How could you ever get used to a place like this? I feel like there is so much to explore.” Jisung tried his best to match your strides to avoid losing you in the stream of hurried students.

“Yeah, it loses its luster after a few months.” Looking up, you noted the drop in his smile. Guilt filled your system at lowering his spirits. “But with the right experiences, you’ll fall in love with it more.”

Just like that, his rectangular smile rested well on his small face. “Thanks for answering all my texts over the summer.” His eyes averted to the ground as he held his backpack straps.

“I’m happy to help. C’mon, Jisung. We go way back, you’ve helped me escape many horrible adult encounters during your mom’s get togethers. The least I could do is return the favor.”

“Oh, we’re bringing up the past? Are you still afraid of the dark?” He raised a snarky eyebrow and you were surprised at the random attack.

You scoffed dramatically, and pretended to seem offended. “Says the one who had the night light in his room growing up.”

His hearty laugh surrounded the air around you two and you giggled lightly at how cutely he reacted. As his melody came to a descend, he analyzed your facial expression before saying, “talking to you is so natural, like we didn’t have a long pause on our barely developing friendship. I’ve been waiting to encounter a conversation like this since I got here.”

A strange, inexplicable feeling burned across your chest. Were those the butterflies that you felt so often around a boy you found the slightest potential? Long stares at Jisung’s profile had you admiring his strikingly handsome features. You shook off the unusual thought, “what about your roommate? You two haven’t hit it off yet?”

Jisung shrugged and looked around as if expecting his roommate to be wandering around him. He relaxed and stood by your side to wait for the lecture doors to open with leaving students. “Not exactly. Chenle’s a bit loud, a little weird too. He sleeps on silk pillows with his initials embroidered on them and has fancy cutlery.”

Laughter and more laughter filled the gaps with Jisung. It was the most refreshing feeling to be around, something you never knew you missed. Everyone was too busy being adults or experiencing wild, mature adventures. There was no room for innocence or child’s play. For a brief moment, you forgot about the stress of your future and wanted to bathe in the smiles that Jisung provided.

After the long boring lecture and a whole hour of Jisung performing pen tricks, he practically begged you to walk him to his next class. Given that your schedule was a bit more free today, with the spin of your heels, you were off giving him random tips about surviving his first year.

“Make sure you avoid walking to class through the center of campus on Wednesdays, unless you want to be harassed by clubs.” You cringed remembering the fateful encounter with your orientation leader from your first year, Jeno, that happened not too long ago. And how he still managed to flyer you after catching up.

Jisung did nothing, but nod aggressively to your advice to mentally note them all. He was overwhelmed, in a good way. However, knowing that he had you by his side, it made him feel all the more better. The realization that you two could actually be friends hit him like bricks. He wanted you to be guiding him, teaching him, bettering him.

“Hey homie!” A familiar, taunting voice called after you. You both perked up and watched as your best friend, Jungwoo, danced his way over to you.

You chuckled at your silly friend, “when did you ever call me homie?”

“When I noticed you standing next to a new friend and I don’t want to be too mean by calling you a loser.” Jungwoo’s happy smile bloomed as he stuck his hand out for Jisung to shake. “I’m Jungwoo, 2nd year Chemical Engineering major.”

Jisung stared at his hand, unsure how to even begin at introducing himself to other people. His only instinct was to throw scissors to Jungwoo’s extended palm, like he was playing a game of rock, paper, scissors. Jungwoo erupted with giggles and jumped at his hand being sandwiched between Jisung’s fingers. You, also, laughed at the awkward boy’s action.

“I like him.” Jungwoo patted Jisung’s stiff shoulder, causing Jisung to smile at his statement. “First year?”

“What gave it away?” You asked, eyeing Jisung with a matter of fact attitude.

“The lanyard dangling from his back pocket.” Jungwoo crossed his arms and joined you at your side. Jisung quickly stuffed the rest of his exposed lanyard into his pocket to refrain from being a first year stereotype.

The lecture doors opened with a bustling blast of people pouring out. You gave Jisung a warm touch on his arm, which he blushed unknowingly at. “Welcome to college, Jisung. We’re hanging out tomorrow because I said so.”

It was almost difficult for Jisung to stop smiling around you. He nodded and waved goodbye to both you and Jungwoo. A small thanks was all you heard before he disappeared inside.

Sighing, you and Jungwoo began heading towards any source of food. “Jisung, first year and undeclared major. He’s a family friend of mine.”

“He’s cute. You two look great together.” He winked. You pushed at Jungwoo’s arm playfully to rid any romantic thoughts. Though, it would be an absolute lie you weren’t already having some of your own. Maybe not entirely romantic, but more in a sense that you endearingly cared for him more than you had anticipated.

[snowflake-of-destruction]

🧂SALTY🧂 ASKS: 17 and 23

17. Instead of XYZ happening, I would have made ABC happen…

As much as I liked KH3, I would probably go straight there when it came to fixing narratives. Let’s keep it simple for now and try to keep as much of the story and goals intact as possible, as well as visiting the same worlds, and just slightly adjust for commonly cited problems like the pacing or the fact that Sora seems to be randomly drifting between worlds and lucking into discovering ones where the Org is instead of following a clear agenda.

Start by having our guardians of light working more as a team. Everyone is working on finding clues about/retracing/recreating Aqua.Terra and Ventus’s last known movements in order to find the missing keybearers and the full story of what happened those years ago. They still have their individual goals. Kairi and Axel need training, and Sora supposedly needs to reclaim lost power as well as find the power of waking. There’s no need to isolate them though.

Let Kairi and Axel take a more Roxas or Sora “learn on the job” route. Send them to planets that are still related to the lost keybearers, but are more recently restored and probably don’t have much Heartless activity--and there’s your excuse not to revisit Dwarf Woodlands or Castle of Dreams in gameplay since they aren’t Sora’s mission, but show investigation in action (and if there’s hints of an offscreen subplot of Kairi getting to know other/former princesses of heart and learning more of what it means to her to be one, that’s great).

Riku and Mickey take on other worlds, the exact worlds not mattering as much as the idea of more phone calls between teams (gummi phone zoom!) after each world instead of just once or twice and the vibe of actively, collaboratively solving a mystery throughout and trusting everyone as equals/building a true team of Guardians.

Now Sora gets a new mission pretty quickly. Olympus plays out much the same way, but box mischief/Maleficent and Org run-ins get a little more direct where trying to find out what those wacky villains are up to seems more pressing...or maybe the real change is Sora communicates more when talking to the other guardian of light teams and “mission control” on Radiant Garden (which I will still have as Ienzo because, personally, I think there may be some significance to him and his history we’ll find out in future installments so let’s keep him relevant. Leon, Cid and other Final Fantasy transplant characters are seen or mentioned to be around the castle more too though). Sora plays it off a bit, but Riku warns him not to underestimate Maleficent, while Axel turns pensive on why anyone would go back to the Organization.

Everyone is concerned in their own ways, but there’s not like there is a way to track the so-called Real Organization--though Axel and Ienzo both competitively muse that they think they personally might have a chance. While this is going on, Sora hears a strange chime on his gummi phone and we have a classic “Sora handles technology like a monkey” moment where he almost drops the call/breaks his phone/all of the above before discovering that a strange number has sent him a text even though no stranger should have his number.

Sora is given the coordinates for the Kingdom of Corona and given some vague, rushed explanation about a princess of heart. There’s every chance it could be a trap, and Riku and Kairi both argue that they should go instead, but Mickey trusts the team of Sora, Donald and Goofy to take care of themselves and the lead.

Being lead destination to destination by a mysterious “friend” becomes a pattern, and thus we see Saix actively being the double agent throughout the story and his storyline seems less rushed.

I’ll stop at this amount of tweaking for now, because this is getting long, but there’s a start to “small changes to make KH3 flow better and be more satisfying for the largest number of characters possible”

23. Unpopular character you love?

Such is the nature of the size and age of the Kingdom Hearts fandom, that even the less popular characters still aren’t what I would consider truly unpopular. No matter who you like, you can easily find people and content, and sometimes “side characters” are greater fan favorites. Does Xigbar count? Is Strelitzia a better example even though she’s popular within the realm of KHUX fans because the mobile games are less known?

[kasey-writes-stuff]

What going on a road trip with different members of the DreamSMP would be like

Dream- Lots and lots of music! The windows are rolled down 24/7 so the music can be blasting loud enough for the other cars to hear your amazing music taste! Not one much to stop for like the basic sight seeing but will if you want to! Lots of stops for gas station snacks! Said stops for gas station snacks turn into speed runs tho because he always jokingly threatens to leave you behind or else he says loser has to pay for the others snacks. Only time he turns the music down and rolls up the windows is when he notices your falling asleep. Specifically keeps a blanket and small pillow in the car for when you do fall asleep. Leaves small kisses on the top of your head at every stop light. Gets so flustered when someone taking your picture mistakes you as couple like he fill in stutters and is bright red as he tries to correct them but before he can you’re playing acting as if you are a couple and thanking the person purfusley as you kiss him on the cheek. You’re dying of laughter after the persons left and then Dream says he’ll give you something to laugh about and chases you before tickling you. If you are a couple he will still be very flustered but smile and nod as he thanks them and then after they leave he kisses you on the forehead or top of your head and tells you how lucky he is to have you.

Sapnap- Again lots of music but not at an overwhelming loud volume it’s a decent volume but definitely does get turned up when one of your favorite songs is on so you guys can belt it out together with no shame! Again lots of gas station snacks but no races just casual leg stretching and snack grabbing but he insists on paying for all the snacks! He’s definitely not past a gas station hot dog to tide him over tik you guys get to somewhere slightly less concerning to eat at. Is totally down to see all the sights and will probably actually be the one begging you to stop and see the sights. Is very embarrassed when someone mistakes you as couple when you’re not but when you are a couple he will proudly smile and hold you close as he calls you his baby as he thanks them.

George- Yea sure there’s music but he prefers it at a lower volume to try and hear your true singing voice because it makes him so happy. He steals glances with the cutest little smiles at you when you’re singing and looking out the window. He’ll stop for gas station snacks here and there but he’d really rather not he despises gas station food completely including the snacks but he’s not past a bag of chips or something. He’s down to take you to any sight you wanna see because he loves seeing you smile. Loves wrapping his arms around you from behind and either resting his head on your shoulder or head depending on the height difference, as you both look out at the beauty of nature. If you’re really smaller than him he will not hesitate to use your head as an arm rest, you’ll just be talking about the view and he just casually puts his arm on your head. Little secret though if you don’t want his arm on your head just give him a quick tickle and his arm will retract so fast! He gets mega embarrassed when someone mistakes you for a couple when you’re not but also is a bit embarrassed when you are a couple and someone says how cute you are. He’s not ashamed of you or anything not at all! He’s just not good with people noticing when he’s giving you affection be it platonic or in this case romantic.

Phil- He’s similar to George in he doesn’t like the music overly loud but as similar to sap some songs he will allow to be played fairly loud as to emphasize the jamming out session. He’s down to stop for gas station snacks and like sap will always insist/offer to pay for your snacks. He’s definitely not fully against stopping at a basic fast food place like McDonalds he doesn’t prefer to but will admit the food is rather okay for being so cheap. He prefers though to try and stop at more sit down and order type places both because the food is better and because he likes the short break from driving, mainly though he likes it because he feels it’s easier to talk to you without the distraction of the music or having to pay attention to the road. He really loves being able to just fully give you his undivided attention, he will also insist/offer to pay the bill. He will obviously respect if you do want to go halves on the bill but would greatly prefer to be a gentleman and pay for it in full! If it’s a restaurant like Cracker Barrel and it has a little shop he will secretly pay for anything he notices that you really like but refuse to get for yourself, he will also get tons of candy. He wants to stop at every single sight seeing place possible and will ask you to take his picture at every single one and then also try and take your picture as well along with either a selfie of you two or asking someone to take a picture of you both. Blushes purfusley though if someone taking the picture calls you guys a cute couple when you’re just friends, he’s unable to say anything though as he’s too flustered and you just smile a bit as you nod and thank them but later in the car have an absolute laughing fit over it. If you are together though and someone says that he smiles brightly as he kisses you on the side or top of the head and thanks them.

Wilbur- MUSIC IS SO LOUD YOU FEEL AS IF YOUR EAR DRUMS WILL BREAK BUT YOU COULD NOT CARE LESS BECAUSE SEEING THIS MAN JAM OUT TO ANY AND EVERYTHING IS SUCH A TREASURE! He’s so down to do gas station snack stops but will like Dream try and turn them into a race and also will sometimes do that thing where you pick snacks for the other person and sometimes he’ll be serious about it and get you you’re favorite snacks but other times he’ll get the craziest and most random things. It’s okay though because you do the same and then you both have a long laughing fit as you’re trying all the items. Also if you try and scare him he will without hesitation chase you around the gas station and then tickle you as slight punishment for scaring him. He is so down for any and every sight stop like my gosh imagine him and Phil on a road trip together! It’s worth it though to see his giant smile as he stands on the edge of the guard rail looking over into the gorgeous waterfall. If someone takes a picture of you two and calls you a cute couple when you’re not he totally milks it and fully embarrasses you by holding your closely and kissing your head and even bending down to kiss your cheek as he’s thanking them repeatedly with a huge smile on his face. If you are together though he’ll blush a very light pink as he smiles a small smile and thanks them. Again if you try and scare him, act like you’re gonna push him off,ETC... he will tackle you and tickle you until you apologize. It’s fine though because it’s all in good fun and you can easily get him back later, meaning you can also get him back for embarrassing you if you really want to. Man stops at so many fast food places just for fries like you’ll have just left one place having gotten a full combo meal and an hour later he sees a sign about more fast food places and is like “oh I’m hungry! ya know I could really go for some fries right now!” He’s also heavily down for a sit down restaurant though but mainly only when he’s getting tired and about ready to stop at a hotel or something for the night.

Tubbo- PLEASE MY EARS! THE MUSIC IS ABSOLUTELY BLARING! He won’t hesitate to turn it down though if it is truly hurting your ears or head! Will not hesitate to scream out songs with you literally like even ones he barely knows he will try and scream them out with you. Gas station snack stops are a must and he will always get at least one or two wacky things for you both to try and then proceed to die laughing at your reaction but then when he tries it it’s now your turn to die laughing at him. He doesn’t mind paying for your snacks and also doesn’t mind you paying for your own he leaves it up to you to decide. He’s a sucker for any and every sight seeing place possible and always wants to get at least one souvenir from all of them and you have to try and stop him or else at least have him get the cheapest thing possible so that he doesn’t spend all his money in the first few hours of the trip! He’s always wanting to take selfie’s with you at them all and also some funny pictures of him to send to Tommy and Wilbur. He’s down for sit down restaurants or fast food he really doesn’t have much preference, though sometimes your guys laughter can cause some looks from other restaurants patrons but neither of you care much because you’re just having fun. If someone mistakes you for a couple at a sight seeing spot he starts dying of laughter as you have to explain that you’re not a couple and he’s much more of an annoying little brother. If you are a couple though he smiles proudly as he thanks them and wraps his arm around your waist kissing your cheek or the side of your head depending on your height difference.

Tommy- Surprisingly doesn’t like the music too loud most of the time when he’s the one driving. If he’s the passenger then he loves having it hecka loud if the driver is okay with it. Again gas station snack stops are a must but not just for snacks but just so he can get out and run around a bit as well! He’s definitely the type to sneak behind you as you’re looking at snacks and scare you or just start to tickle you because he wants to embarrass you. If he doesn’t know your ticklish and does that thing people do where they like squeeze your sides and say boo to scare you, he’s definitely gonna notice the smile on your face and how quick you are to move his hands and gonna straight up ask if your ticklish and will not hesitate to tickle you right there in the gas station just like the annoying little brother he is! Makes jokes about how you should pay for your own snacks but will definitely actually pay for them if you want him too! He’s down for fast food or sit down restaurants but probably prefers fast food. Will once again joke about you paying but won’t actually let you pay unless you really insist! He’s not really to into the stop at every sight type thing but will stop at any one you want to with no hesitation he’ll not even complain once he sees the happiness you’re absolutely over flowing with. He also just kinda takes it as a chance to get out and try to scare scare you again. Gets very caught off guard when someone mistakes you for a couple dramatically says “What like I would ever date this B! Ew I am way too good looking for her!” You roll your eyes and smack him lightly. If you are a couple though he proudly says “D right we are!” And doesn’t hesitate to turn your head towards him and press a kiss to your lips!

BadBoyHalo- He’s not one for mega loud music but will gladly let you set the volume to whatever your preference is with no complaints! Is willing to listen to anything you want to but is very grateful when you play songs that either have no naughty words or else are the clean versions. Will insist on paying for your snacks at each and every gas station stop and restaurant or fast food stop. Is down for every sight seeing stop you’re down for and won’t force you to go to any you don’t want to! He’s not one for having his picture taken but will insist on taking yours and will take selfie’s with you! If he asks someone to take your picture together and they say you’re a cute couple he quickly says what an honor it is that they think that but that he no where near good enough to compare to your good looks. Laughs when you lightly punch him and tell him he’s more than good enough. If you are a couple he smiles brightly and proudly thanking them and telling them how lucky he is.

Karl- Music can either be blaring or very low there’s no in between and he’s down for whatever you want but does sometimes prefer it on the louder side. He will jam out to anything from one direction to Thomas Rhett to 5 seconds of summer you get the point the man has exaquisite music taste! Gas station stops for snacks always literally anytime you want he will stop and he will gladly offer to pay for your snacks but is okay if you insist that you wanna pay instead and he blushes purfusley and thanks you multiple times if you pay for his,same situation with fast food or sit down restaurants. Another sucker for sight seeing and will ask you to take the wackiest pictures of him to send to the boys, will be so serious about taking your picture though! Like this man will do a full on photo shoot having you pose,making sure the lighting is perfect and everything. He’ll also take tons of silly selfies with you and will blush so much if someone takes a picture of you guys calls you a couple whether you are one or not. Though if you aren’t he stutters a bit as he shyly says you’re not but if you’re like best best friends like best friends he’ll laugh he shoves you a bit and says something like “HA! As if I would ever date this loser!” And you roll your eyes as you shove him back and say something like “Yea like I would ever date that idiot!” If you are a couple he will blush so much but smile so happily as he pulls you closer to him if it’s even possible and he thanks them greatly.

Quackity- Music music music and more music there’s hardly a second without any he loves having it loud and jamming out with you but also is down to have it very quiet and just talk with you. He’s also down for you to FaceTime the guys and you all chat for a while as you guys are driving! The guys will definitely “accidentally”spill your tickle secret though making the rest of the trip very interesting as he gets so excited but also soft and takes advantage of it any chance he gets! He also really just enjoys the time with you alone, not face timing the boys,whether you’re a couple or not! He’s always stopping for gas station snacks and is down for a terrible gas station hotdog or burger! Though as you guys are eating it you both laugh hysterically about how bad it is. He’ll insist to pay for everything for you but won’t get mad if you don’t let him. He prefers sit down restaurants a little more but is fine with fast food. He’s down to stop at as many sight seeing places as you want and definitely either gets very embarrassed when you’re mistaken as a couple or plays it up and embarrasses you. If you are a couple he’s quick to show off his proudest smile as he thanks them and talks about how wonderful you are and how he doesn’t know how he got so lucky.