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taegyuun · 4 years ago

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txt laying in between your thighs

genre: fluff, a smiggen of suggestive with jun

pairing: txt x reader

word count: 880+

♡ — CHOI YEONJUN

bro he would be in HEAVEN every single time he lays in between your thighs

mans does it like every chance he gets

hes always loved laying on your lap so he started getting creative and thought on ways he could get more intimate with you and bOom

now he literally just chills there like every 5 seconds

you once decided to take a video literally just for yourself and the 6th sense hes developed from being filmed all the time kinda said “hEllO!!” and he turned his head with a raised brow just to find you recording him

so he literally smIRKED and turned his head and playfully bit the inside of your thighs andndowidiwofkkwrjkw

it got real spicy after that

he pulled out the babygirl/boy/person

like fUCK

yeah yeonjun in between your thighs is 50/50

he either falls asleep or it leads to some ✨extra activities ✨

rest of the boys under the cut !

♡ — CHOI SOOBIN

omgjsifkskf

hed be so in love with the idea you don’t even understand

hed definitely be quite shy at first tho and you’d have to ease him into it a little bit more than with jun for example

but once he got comfortable with the idea it was a regular occurrence

he thought it was literal perfection

your soft thighs around his head in a non sexual way simply for comfort ????

hes like yes pls hit me uP !!

but soobin would also love the idea of you in between his thighs

he got them nice ass legs and seeing your pretty lil head and having the easiest access to play with your hair is a 10/10 experience for both of you i’m telling you

soobin is just really comfy in every way possible

and this just adds to it

it probably wouldn’t lead to anything spicy like with jun but if one of you were in the mood then it might

but usually it’s done simply for comfort !

♡ — CHOI BEOMGYU

oh shit here we go

he saw this trend on tiktok, came up to you, shoved the phone in front of your face and then dragged you to the couch

after almost dislocating your shoulder he pushed you down and got himself all comfy in between your thighs

the sigh he released on my-

it’s like it was his first time laying down after years of not being able to do so like damn chill bro

so i think we can all gather that beomgyu is very very happy in that position

personally i think he likes thighs a lot like every shape and size we don’t discriminate here

and laying in between them ?? hello sir

he will force you to play with his hair 100%

he will force you to take pictures and set it as your everything

idk man he’ll force you to send it to him too and he’d set it as smth on his phone too

he will 100% kiss the inside of your thighs once in a while and run his fingers up and down the skin

hed also love it sm more if your legs were bare but he doesn’t mind if they’re not

♡ — KANG TAEHYUN

he was a lil bit ??? when you showed him the video and was kinda like uhm why-

but after he did it a few times he was like oh it’s not so bad

and ended up falling asleep in said position more times than you could count

i think that him and hyuka would prefer to just lay on your lap instead

idk he would still like it but he’d be kinda like what’s the point i have your lap and it looks less indecent y’know ??

but i feel like if you’re really upset and this makes you happier hed be more willing to do it

or if hes really really stressed or tired and it’s just the first place he ends up it’ll happen

but usually 9/10 times if hes going to be laying on you it’ll be most likely on either your lap or his head in the crook of your neck y’know

i think for the younger boys theyd just prefer smth less “provocative” so theres not much i could write about them

♡ — HUENING KAI

like i mentioned before hed do it once or twice and that’s about it

it’s just a lil much for him to handle rn so he’d only do it if you asked super nicely, bought him some good food and a new plushie

not saying he didn’t enjoy it bc honestly it was quite nice but

it’s just a lil much

hyuka is much more comfortable laying in your lap and talking about his day while squeezing his plushie in his arms while you hum every few mins acknowledging his words and playing with his pretty hair

that’s smth he prefers a lot more

so up until you guys grow up a bit more and he gets more comfortable with things like that i don’t really see it happening

so just stick to normal cuddles and lap laying !

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h2bakugou · 3 years ago

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Hey sweetie, love ur work, was wondering if u could do a hc for some of the boys (mainly bakugou) of how theyd react to their s/o who struggles to get their words out and stutters a bit and gets insecure wen ppl laugh xx

a/n: hii!! tysm <3 of course!! i decided to do the main three for this one!!

headcanon: them with an s/o who struggles to get their words out

key: (y/n) - your name / (f/n) - first name / (l/n) - last name / (e/c) - eye color / (h/c) - hair color / (y/q) - your quirk

warnings: fluff, swearing

;cut for length;

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katsuki bakugou

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Bakugou picks up on your habit fairly quickly. You tend to stay pretty quiet.

But when you’re alone and you do speak, he notices sometimes you struggle to get your words out.

You like to use short words/phrases often.

He doesn’t ask questions, he just assumes it’s normal-and it is.

However, he begins to wonder why you’re always so quiet.

That’s not until some rival school meets up for a training battle and a couple of dipshits start making fun of your stutter.

“Spit it out already!”

“I-I-I can’t understand you!”

They mock and tease you as you try to communicate with the team you’ve been partnered with. Oh how royally fucked they were because Bakugou, you’re boyfriend, was right beside you.

“You fucking idiots!” He yelled, charging toward them, sending huge explosions off in their direction.

“Leave them the fuck alone!” He would charge after them and proceed to beat the ever loving shit out of them until they’re mumbling their apologies to you.

“H-hey! Katsu, enough.” You touch Bakugou’s shoulder, pulling him back away from the group of boys.

“Just teaching these dumbasses a lesson about fuckin’ with what��s mine.” Bakugou slings an arm around your waist and practically carries you back to your team with you over his shoulder.

He’s very attentive, and while he can get frustrated sometimes, he’d never make you feel insecure. He’ll wait as long as you need to.

He can usually tell what you want based off of body language, but if it’s something romantic like a kiss or a hug, he wants you to be verbal about it, or he wants you to initiate it first.

Bakugou likes when you hold his hand while you speak, he likes the way you run your thumb across his knuckles. It makes him feel all giddy inside.

But he won’t tell you he likes this.

It’s not like you can’t tell with the way he practically leaps to hold your hand every time you even think about opening your mouth to speak.

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izuku midoriya

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He’s also very attentive and will listen to you.

He will not tolerate people talking over you or making fun of your stutter.

Once yelled at a group of kids who were making fun of your stutter while you guys were patrolling together <3

He really can’t stand when people mock you either. It’s just so rude.

Holds your hand if you like it.

You usually find yourself playing with his hair when you talk to him alone. Your fingers tangled in his green locks while you tell him about your day.

It helps take your mind off of little things that had been stressing you out. And Deku really enjoys it too.

Deku could listen to you talk forever. He loves the sound of your voice.

Even when you get insecure about things like seeming like it takes forever to tell a story, he’ll reassure you and rub your arms, or trace shapes on your legs while you continue, telling you how excited he is to hear what happens next.

HE LOVES TEXTING YOU TOO

Whether you send one big message or eighteen tiny ones about what you want to say, he’ll read all of it, over and over again, smiling thinking about how you’d sound saying it.

Deku is just soft for ur voice idk what else to say he loves it!!

He will urge you to finish your sentences if you ever get off track or distracted, reminding you where you left off, etc.

This can be really sweet but it might also seem a little pushy.

If this bothers you, he’ll gladly stop if you’d like him too! He just wants you to feel comfortable in knowing you’ve told him what you needed to!!

kisses your cheeks to fluster you sometimes which will make you a babbling mess and get you off topic in an instant. He doesn’t do this on purpose, usually only when he wants to kiss you but ur in public.

kiss him back on the lips to turn him into the babbling mess.

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shoto todoroki

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Shoto baby <3

He’s kinda quiet and reserved, but he really enjoys listening to you talk.

He actually speaks more with you than he does anyone else!

He definitely does not tolerate anyone speaking over you/cutting you off mid sentence and will not stand for someone mocking or teasing you.

He had to harp on Kaminari once.

“S-so uhm that’s why-”

“That’s why we need to work together!” Kaminari butted in, cutting you off. He wasn’t trying to be mean by any means, he’d just connected the dots out loud.

“They could’ve finished their sentence without an interruption.” Todoroki’s mouth formed into a thin line as he stared at the yellow-blonde.

“Sorry! I’m sorry!” Kaminari apologized to you, feeling a little embarrassed about being scolded by Todoroki.

“It’s a-alright. You got the gist o-of it.” You smiled, glancing back at Todoroki before mouthing a ‘thank you’ to him.

He hates seeing you get discouraged by people talking over you or getting mocked, especially by kids around your age.

You’re doing your best, hell you’re doing better than half the kids there, yet some pricks think it’s funny to tease you for having a stutter, or for taking a few extra minutes to finish what you’re saying.

Will absolutely put their asses on blast for the world to see.

He will not tolerate bullshit, I mean just ask his dad-

You enjoy using his hands, like the others, when you speak. Holding his cool hand to your cheek while you tell him a story helps you feel a little less embarrassed if you’re feeling self-conscious.

Or if you press his warm hand to your lips, kissing his finger tips before speaking, you feel calm.

He’s a flustered mess now, honestly trying not to interrupt you with a kiss.

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urcharactersclasspect · 2 years ago

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Do you mind analyzing the difference between a Knight of Breath and a Sylph of Breath? If you only do one at a time, then just a Knight of Breath would be fine.

I could do a rambly combo to get your answer

The biggest difference would have to be position and set of importance within sessions.

Something often not brought up enough about Knights is that any given Knight inside your session will be the aspect all of your team is lacking the most of. Dave secured more time for his team when they were constantly out of it, and while he didnt CREATE the time like the traditional sense we come to expect like Maid of Time like Aradia might do, and its not a direct Power Boost or something like a Sylph fixes, he at least ensured they had it. He protected his teammates futures by protecting with Time and Protecting the time they did have, no matter how little they really had, until something like Jades big break in Space could happen.

A Knight of Breath would secure Freedom and "breathing room" for their teammates all through out their session, they would loosen theirs and their teammates own obligations or ties, Not in the sense they are going to destroy relationships or bonds like a Prince or Bard, but they ensure they feel safe to loosen up a bit. They don't feel confined, maybe, to only strict set of rules or within only certain boundaries. Make their session go by faster by taking care of tasks for others. Theyd ensure their team members can do what they need to. And what they need to do to be free. Knights secure and protect their aspect, even if it means maybe going through some shit to do that, much like a true knight they will grin and bear through it all with their masks and aspects.

A Sylph of Breath however, might be a bit more smothering and specific about something close. Think of someone who might just contradict their own Breathy nature, they might tell someone to liven up; to not let others control them for their own benefit, but because Sylphs are naturally fussy with their aspect this will be more centered on only specific team members who actually are willing to listen. The contradictory parts comes in with that factor, aswell. As the sylph will feel obligated to tell them what to do and how to do it to get that freedom the team member is craving from whatever is tying them down in the first place and the sylph might impose only their own sense of freedom onto them. This is similiar to how a Thief of Breath might work as well, as Breath / blood inversion I feel a little more deep with those aspects, but thats a separate tangent. Sylphs "fix" their aspect, and try to boost the aspect in others; Think Aranea literally fixing Terezis blindness. They could probably fix someones asthma so its no longer a hindrance to moving forward in a big challenge to do with Gas/smoke, or other situations it could cause issues. Or make it someone who has breathing or throat problems can breathe under water for something related to a story.

However, unlike a Knight where its where you are desperately lacking an aspect and need a security system in place. A Sylph is optional, much like you dont need that extra boost after eating a food item in Oblivion, but its a good thing to have on your team and makes things easier.

#knight of breath #sylph of breath #classpects #classpect #classpecting

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chickwiththepurpleguitar · 3 years ago

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hi!! if you’re taking prompts, can you do something with willex mutual pining + airplane trip? maybe they’re flying out for a band thing or something and their friends rigged the plane seat tickets so theyd sit next to each other, in hopes that maybe they’d FINALLY confess (from willies POV if you’re able to, but if not alex is great too!!)

i love your writing so much /g

Thanks for this kind message and your prompt! Sorry it took so long, I hope you enjoy!

read on ao3 here:

Willie’s never been a huge fan of airplanes.

There’s just something about the things— big and loud and scary and a million feet in the air— that makes them nervous, makes them sick to their stomach, makes them want to very much be back on the ground now, please.

But Willie’s been following Julie and the Phantoms on tour for over a month now, taking photos for the band’s official website and social media accounts. He’s been pining after the band’s drummer for even longer, ever since Alex crashed into him outside a club downtown and pancaked them skateboard first into the ground (or, at least, that’s the way Willie tells it; Alex tends to recall the story a little bit differently).

If Alex were any other guy, Willie would be totally convinced he liked them back. Alex gets this look on his face— like the circuitry in his brain has gone offline for a second— whenever Willie wears their hair down or shows up to band practice in a crop top and a skirt. Alex smiles at him, pretty much all the time, and he laughs at all of Willie’s dumb jokes, and he lets Willie sit with him when his anxiety gets bad, while even his bandmates are asked to give him some space for a while.

Alex blushes when Willie flirts with him, and he spares Willie from his biting snark, which Willie thinks is Alex’s way of flirting back, and he touches them, every chance he gets— holds their hand and plays with their hair and cuddles up to them whenever Willie tries to take a nap, his warm presence the most comforting and most distracting thing in the world.

Alex’s touchy-feeliness, especially, Willie’s decided, would be a sure sign of romantic interest from just about anyone else. But Alex is just as— if not more— touchy with all his other friends; he gives Luke piggy-back rides and wrestles with Reggie and lets Julie climb onto his lap so he can braid her hair during movie nights.

So Willie just doesn’t know.

The band is on their way to London for the European leg of their tour, and Willie wasn’t going to go— Flynn straight-up offered to find a temporary photographer because they know he doesn’t like to fly— but then Alex said, “Wait, you’re not coming?” with this look on his face and, well… Willie’s not made of stone.

So here they are. Trying desperately not to freak out as he makes his way through the crowded plane to the seat number on the last-minute ticket Flynn texted him.

“I couldn’t get you a seat next to the rest of the band,” she’d apologized over the phone this morning as Willie was racing to get to the airport on time, “but at least you’re in First Class.”

Willie’s heard the seatbelt rules are a little more lax in First Class. They don’t find the extra leg room and free champagne sufficiently reassuring.

Someone’s already taken the window seat when Willie reaches his row, so he shoves his carry-on into the overhead compartment and gets his seatbelt on as quickly as possible without paying their seatmate any mind.

With their eyes closed and their hands gripped tight around the armrests, Willie can almost pretend he’s back in the Julie and the Phantoms tour bus and not on a flying metal deathtrap.

He can even pretend he hears Alex’s voice whispering, “Hey. Speed Bump.”

Willie’s eyes snap open. Wait.

“Alex?!” Sure enough, it’s not just some random inconsiderate asshole who took the window seat without waiting to see if Willie wanted it first. It’s one very specific inconsiderate asshole. It’s, in fact, Willie’s favorite inconsiderate asshole. “What are you—?” Willie glances around, confused. “I thought you’d be with the band!”

Alex smiles sheepishly. “Yeah, uh… I think Flynn might’ve moved the tickets around so that you and I could sit next to each other.”

“What, uh… What’d she do that for?”

Alex breathes out a laugh, looking down at his hands, twisted together in his lap. Willie thinks he might be blushing. “Probably because my friends have been trying to get me to say something to you for a while now?”

“Yeah? What’s that, hot dog?”

Turns out, Alex’s touchy-feely-flirtiness with Willie is very much not supposed to be taken platonically. And turns out Alex is a really, really good kisser.

Willie forgets they’re even on a plane at all.

Taglist: @whenweremarried @sunsethimb0s @pink-flame @penguin0613 @fighttoshine @sunsetcurvecuddles @teenagedirtbag-dot-jpeg @brightattheorpheum @queenmolina @jandthephantoms @lexilucacia @sapphossidechick @acnhaddict @shrimp-colours @sunset-bobby @lenacarstairspotterstewart @conversationaltreestump @burntchromas @molinapattersons @julieandthequeers @joyandthephantoms @it-tastes-like-lizard @jatpfs

#jatp #julie and the phantoms #jatp fanfiction #fanfiction #willie nolastname #alex mercer #willex #flynn taylor #modern au #pining #fluff

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vagarius · 4 years ago

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misukazu 21

(if you saw me fuck up the other one no you didnt)

EDIT I THINK THIS ONE GOT A LITTLE FUCKED UP TOO BUT IT’S... READABLE...

questions from this post, and answers originally written for this thread!!

If you had to change the pairing’s very first meeting, how would you change it? their canon first meeting is already so good SHDGFLJASHG but if i had to choose a different one that's still within the context of mankai... meeting as kids and losing touch and coming back together completely different at mankai

What song fits your pairing the most? uhhHHhhHHH i don't have a real answer but i do have a partial playlist for one of my misukazu aus and the only two songs in it are furaregai girl by sayuri and champagne's for celebrating by mayday parade and i feel like that says enough sldhgalsdhfalsh

What is your favorite AU/prompt idea/trope for your pairing? ALL MISUKAZU AUS ARE GOOD but. i really love any au where their first meeting is in the future and both are still kind of lost but they're Older and it's hard to let themselves fall into the easy trust they find in canon. i just think that'd be neat.

Do you prefer canon ideas or do you have your own headcanons for them? I'VE SAID THIS MANY TIMES BUT CANON MISUKAZU GIVES OFF MADE FOR EACH OTHER VIBES AND USUALLY I DON'T VIBE WITH THAT BUT THEY REALLY ARE WHAT THE OTHER NEEDS... AND I THINK EVEN IF THEY HAD TO PART THEY'D STILL BE ABLE TO BE BETTER PEOPLE BC THEY HAD MET

Favorite canon moment of them? THERE ARE SO MANY but the one that immediately comes to mind is misumi carrying drunk kazu to bed (latest bday line) because drunk kazu is so soft and it implies that misumi wanted to wish happy birthday to kazu pretty late... what did he want to give him...

Least favorite canon moment of them? hmm... there's not really one i can think of??? IM SORRY I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY I LOVE ALL THEIR CANON MOMENTS

Favorite headcanon trope/idea? (Your own or someone else’s) this is somehow both vague and very specific but i think misukazu gives off this vibe: He's beautiful. I can't tell him. or "Kazu is always beautiful~" Don't call me that, Kazu thinks. I'm not. so... insecurities i guess ????? AJSHAJJD

Favorite aspect of them/their relationship dynamics? THIS IS GOING TO SOUND SO CHEESY but i love how /real/ they allow themselves to be around each other. misukazu at their best is when one thinks "you're you. and i love that you" and the other knows this. i just. THEY VALIDATE THE OTHER SO MUCH CRIES

Least favorite aspect of them/their relationship dynamics? (Can be headcannon) this isn't a "least fav" so much as "it makes me sad" but if either of them showed any sign of not being interested anymore the other is more likely to give up then push anything. sort of like "it was bound to happen, so i'll enjoy now until they drop me" or EVEN WORSE they think the other would be better off without them and pushes them away. so yeah the fact i can see one of these happening makes me sad.

If they aren’t a canon pairing, how would you get them together? they give off "everyone knows we're dating but us" energy but at the same time i feel like they'd acknowledge there's something and just not define it bc a) they don't need to (misumi) or b) they're too nervous to (kazu). in other words i think one day they are holding hands and misumi says "kazu? is this dating?" and kazu holds his breath before asking "do you want it to be?"

If you had to take them and plunk them into another fandom, what fandom would that be? Why? i think theyd be hilarious in any sports animanga (kazu is manager tho bc noodle arms but maybe they bond when misumi walks him through some of his usual training menu one night - ahem. anyway) BUT ALSO horimiya au...

How hard is it write/draw your pairing? Scale of 1-10. AJDHAJDHSF I REALLY LOVE THEM SO IT COMES PRETTY EASILY... but sometimes you try to put them in tropes and realize they would Just Not Work Like That. idk where i'm going with this. but yeah. anyway 3 for sankaku.

Is there a pairing that you think rivals them? in terms of what i ship, i tend to ship kazu and misumi individually with a lot of dif charas AJDHAKD. but in terms of like... in-universe "rival" pairings: kazu side: tsuzukazu (maybe, lbr it would take them 273924 yrs to actually get together), kazu x someone from winter (i... have my reasons but they'd take longer than what this answer entails) misumi side: ... surprisingly none that i can think of ahdjahd

Which character of the pairing do you like more? (Would you ever pair yourself with them?) you know that tweet that's like "sometimes a ship is just your two favs"? yeah that's misukazu for me. but if i had to choose... misumi AJDHAJHDSF I HONESTLY WASNT THAT INTO YUME UNTIL THESE TWO CAME AROUND (NOT COUNTING 707)... but yeah if they wanted to hold me in their arms i wouldn't oppose

Which character of your pairing would be the one to break up with the other? Why? OOOOOH BOY well. i think it could be either of them. i don't think they'd break up for lack of love but too much love and wanting the other to be happy and thinking that the only way to give them that is to let them go. so i guess the question is which of them would be more likely to be selfish and hold on. thinking this way, i think misumi would be more likely to break-up, bc kazu has lots of friends who are better than him!! and misumi is more ready to leave if he thinks he needs to than kazu is. now im sad.

Are they relatable as characters or as a pairing? THE NUMBER OF TIMES I'VE BEEN CALLED KAZU KIN... in all seriousness kazu's struggles with speaking out and (shinobi spoilers) his uncertainty over his future hit real close to home... while i don't relate as much as misumi, his struggles always manage to tear my heart into pieces... ((oversharing alert) i guess what really separates me from misumi is his struggle with his desire to connect with family who has treated him poorly... whereas im more "lol fuck you") tldr i relate to kazu slightly more LOL

Did you once/ever dislike one/both of them? i never disliked them but i was NOT expecting either of them to shoot up so quickly into my favs list ahdjahdjf. also i started shipping them Immediately After reading summer main story so there's that

On an estimate, how many posts have you made about them? as of september 28th 2020 i make up 11/78 fics on ao3 in the romantic misukazu tag and 2/12 in the platonic one. i may have brainrot.

What made you decide to ship them? TBH I FINISHED THE MAIN STORY AND WENT "OH MY GOD... THAT'S MY SHIP" but now that i'm here i continue to ship them because they have the potential to bring out both the best and the worst in each other and i'm all about that

Favorite genre for them? (Angst, fluff, etc.) angst. i just. angst hurt/comfort all the way. im so sorry babies.

lol you thought there would just be 21 ANYWAY EXTRA 1: how do they spend breaks/vacation? they'd travel a lot when they're older!! kazunari loves to travel and misumi would follow kazunari anywhere (also, new triangles!!) so they go somewhere new whenever they have the time. however i think eventually one or both of their future careers will take them anywhere and everywhere anyway, so their "ideal vacation" might turn into an evening in, cuddling and catching up (as if they didn't already send play-by-play updates over the phone of whatever they did during the day)

EXTRA 2: first date? i don't they ever have an explicit first date, but if asked they'll cite the time they had a picnic in the park turned triangle hunt turned accidental dip in the duck pond. at least, kazunari will. misumi just tilts his head and wonders what you mean.

EXTRA 3: gifts? IM FEELING REALLY CHEESY SO I'M MAKING THIS ABOUT ANNIVERSARY GIFTS they both end up getting each other jewelry (although kazu was really really nervous bc he wasn't sure if misumi would wear it). kazu gets misumi a bracelet (with triangles, of course although misumi only wears it sometimes because he doesn't want to lose it) and misumi gets kazu a pair of triangle earrings "so we can match!" and kazunari combusts at the implications

EXTRA 4: sharing clothes THEY'RE ACTUALLY AROUND THE SAME SIZE (and tend to wear baggier stuff barring kazu's skinny jeans)... but they have completely different Styles so it's still really obvious when steal each other's stuff ahdjajdkaf. as cute as kazu would look in sumi's sweatshirt i think the much more likely scenario is kazu wrapping misumi in his jackets because this boy nEVER BRINGS HIS ANYWHERE anyway just. accidental shared wardrobe misukazu.

EXTRA 5: lake house au consider: kazunari living in a house on the shore of a lake for a summer for Art Purposes (and a little bit for Dealing With Life purposes but he's not gonna admit that) and meets his lake neighbor misumi who kazu thinks might be a ghost or spirit for a while but he actually just lives further down the lake and misumi unknowingly helps kazu with his Life Issues and maybe they fall in love

#a3 #misukazu #kazumisu #ikaruga misumi #miyoshi kazunari #a3!#act! addict! actors!#headcanons #ernb its me

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urmomification · 4 years ago

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SWAG ANOTHER DREAM SMP AU FIC IDEA THAT ILL NEVER WRITE POG

this is a very long post please im so sorry my brain it just

(tw for like slight possession n shit)

(sorry its all jumbled i write all of these in discord to my friend and copy paste them here please if u have questions ask me im always willing to talk abt this shit please it haunts me)

(context: i saw a tiktok abt the hc that both dream and techno are gods of some sort bc theyre mentioned in the tales of the smp by karl a time traveller and my brain just ran w it)

going back to the techno and dream are gods thing right so dream is a vessel for the god dream xd (??? work in progress youll know what im talking about at some point its really funny tho uve def seen clips of it) and he was possessed?? by the god after the server started (when he started going from super friendly with everyone to control/power hungry) when he started sacrificing everything for power so no one could have power over him? that was the god making him do it bc the god was terrified of not being in control since theyd lost it all to techno in their past. thats why we never see dream and techno fight and why we see dream extend help and support to him at times as well as respecting his boundaries and such bc theyre scared of techno (again w the best of 10 duel reference, techno killed the god in a past life which is why the god has been forced to use a human vessel to get anything done on the mortal plane) but when something that powerful spends pretty much any amount of time in something mortal and mundane like a person, the host body starts to change (hence the mask) i like to think that the god would be akin to that of a biblically correct angel?? like the ones w multiple eyes n shit yk so after time things start to happen to normal dreams body he gets extra sets of eyes and he gets taller and overall his body seems just Too Small for whatevers inside of him and thats why he (hc) started wearing the mask in the first place he knew something was wrong w him but he didnt want anyone to know even tho they would most likely help him he was ashamed that he was different in the first place so he started wearing the mask once the other eyes showed up. and i think that the god would talk to dream similarly to how technos voices work yk? except its just the one voice instead of many many small ones. and again with the mask thing when he lost to tommy and they took him in, part of his mask broke to the point where u could see just a bit of the right side of his face but enough to see that it Wasnt Right there were two eyes where there shouldve been one and spots on his cheeks bright enough to resemble stars and where the color of his pupil should have been is just a sickeningly neon green with nothing else behind it. so they let him keep the mask even tho they already know something is wrong but it clearly makes him Very Distressed when asked to remove the mask or told to give it up. blah blah blah god harassing its host bc it got them caught and thrown in a prison and dream goes ever so slightly insane having to share a mind and body with a literal ancient god w a vendetta against everything hes built whos forced him to sacrifice everything he loved and cared for out of fear yk the usual prison shit and then techno comes a long and breaks him out or whatever but on their way back to his house he drops a really cryptic line abt how 'its nice to see an old friend again' and 'i thought i got rid of u for good last time' and dream is just ???? what are u talking about?? weve never been friends and youve never gotten rid of me? what. until techno spins around and just 'im not talking to you im talking to the thing inside u' or whatever and dreams eyes flash some brilliant gold or sumn and boom this is ur fellow god speaking how may i help you and dream xd (that feels so wrong to say but) and techno bond or well ig just talk abt how the past centuries have gone and ig while xd is fronting (??? i think itd kinda be like DID in a sense w multiple people being able to front yk?) dream is in a sort of semi conscious state but still hears everything going on around his own body until hes thrown back into the drivers seat (i think that xd would only be able to front for short periods of time due to the vessel n shit that makes sense right) and hes so confused someone please help him hes just a dude who happened to get possessed by a god someone help him so when they finally get back to technos house he sits dream down and explains the best he can without literally melting dreams brain. which would also play into the 'technoblade never dies' bc hes. literally a god. mortals cant kill him unless they have idk some sort of super weapon idk and blah blah blah xd gets what they want and finally has the ability to leave finally leaving dream literally the shell of a man with no home friends materials or anything with techno to basically take care of him until he reaches some semblance of stability again (which would take ages, realistically (wdym realistically) going from normal, to a god sharing a body with you and speaking in you brain living as a single being together and hearing their thoughts, to back to normal but with all the memories of what you did and what they made you do and also no more god speaking in ur head it would take a hot sec to recover from) so he lives with techno (whos, not to mention, another god) for a while until he can fend for himself again and after a good year or so passes and no one hears from dream they start to look for him and see what happened bc he went from the biggest threat on the server to just. gone. no one knows where he went after whatever he did and they want closure. is he dead?? who knows. so george and sap set out looking for him and decide to ask techno for help since hes good w directions n shit also he was the last person to see dream alive so he might have an idea of where he is and they walk up to his house and knock on his door and techno opens it and just stares at them he knows who they are, dreams talked about them before but hes never met them really so he talks to them, getting through the polite hellos how are yous before sap finally asks 'do you know what happened to dream? no one knows where he went and we just want closure' techno huffs and tells them to wait there he (this is the basement door im using his arctic tundra house in my head) goes down the ladder to the second basement, they can hear him talking to multiple people (ranboo phil dream) but cant tell who everyone is before coming back up the ladder, back to the door. he tells them to wait outside he needs to get something first (its dream hes getting dream) theyre standing out by carls stable when the door creaks open and dream steps out looking around for who the fuck could possibly be looking for them he betrayed everyone and most people thought he was dead who could possibly be here asking for himself and not ranboo or philza and when he steps out, his green hoodie (memento made by ranboo to help him cope w the loss of the voice in his head) catching the morning light off the snow and he was happy and then he saw them standing by the house hed grown to call home at least for now he breaks. he missed them so so much it hurt. he never expected to see them ever again much less them come looking to see him but hes scared he realizes he doesnt know what to say there is nothing to say he fucked them all over he ruined everything and then hes being hugged. they missed him too. they dont forgive him jsut yet but they missed him and thats enough for him right now. the three of them stand there just being in each others presences and techno creaks the door open to make sure they arent trying to kill each other and sighs and leans against the frame smiling. hes happy again and thats the best he can do for him. he invites them all in and offers to explain everything to them to try and ease the blame off of dream bc in all honesty it was his fault but xd made it far far worse that it should have been (a bit late but foot note abt xd i think that they would be an idle god until someone w intense feelings of powerlessness and insecurity like awoke them from their techno induced slumber and inhabited dream to help him fulfill his desires for power and control) and by the time he and dream are finished its late at night and sap and george are ??? so u were possessed by a god who techno killed centuries ago in a duel and it amplified ur feelings of insecurity and ur thirst for control to the point of isolating urself from us and destroying everything everyone cared abt?? also technos an ancient god who lusts for bloodshed but also makes turtle farms in his free time?? are we getting this right????? and techno and dream are just yea thats abt it glad this all made sense then they all go to bed (its a small house dream has a lil shack like ranboos and sap and george somehow slept over there for the night) and in the morning sap and george leave again but promise to come back, they still arent ready to forgive and forget bc even tho it wasnt all his fault his emotions getting away from him is what caused this all in the first place so they do need time to process now that they know he isnt dead and dream continues to live near techno in almost full independence and eventually moves back with his friends even tho many still hate him. hes happy and for now thats enough. another foot note; even after xd leaves his being, he still has the extra eyes, glowy freckles n is xtra tall n shit that cant just be reversed but now that hes himself again these things take their tolls on human bodies so i think hed have something at least similar to arthritis bc of how his bones were literally manipulated bc of how strong ethereal magic or whatever is. so he would still wear the broken mask but he takes it off now and is ok with it being off hes working on getting better now that hes himself again and everyone living w/by techno is helping him with that. also i think that he would get blinks of xd's memories like from when techno was killing them and have sumn like ptsd panic attacks from it and techno feels super guilty abt it but theres literally nothing he can do except apologize and after the first few times dream stopped him from apologizing bc it is his fault but he didnt do it to him so it doesnt matter to dream at least and they live in pretty much harmony until dream finally moves back in w george and sap the end. he also started wearing the mask in the first place bc of the extra eyes but he played it off as being uncomfortable around new people and not wanting them to know what he looked like until he trusted them (bc that literally makes sense irl how funky is that) so sap and george never pushed him and when they caught him without it on on the rare occasion they wouldnt pressure him to leave it off or anything even tho they already knew what he looked like (when they respect ur boundaries </3) they just assumed that it was insecurity (it was but also mans had like 3 eyes so) and just left him alone

#dream smp #long post under cut #dream mcyt #technoblade #dream xd #i love dream xd their concept is literally so fucking funny to me #this idea hit me like a train at 11pm and i wrote from 12:04am to 1:02am scribbling this down in dms on discord to my friend whos asleep #fic au idea #i should start a whole tag of that wanna bet how many posts would be there #edit: there are #2064 words and #10582 characters under the cut #what the fuck #is we fuckin doin

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jihyosforehead · 5 years ago

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please I need mina and jihyo being soft?

theyre v soft babies prove me wrong!!

mina sometimes plants herself in jihyo’s lap randomly:

in between their sets backstage during concerts;

while theyre hanging out between takes for a variety show theyre filming;

a movie’s playing and everyone’s squished themselves into their living room to watch;

(samo are sprawled across each other as usual, nayeons talked chaeyoung into sitting into her lap somehow, tzuyu is content to sit with her back leaning against jeongs shins, dahyun is off to the corner but close enough for sana to bother. and minas firmly situated in jihyos lap, with a heavy knit blanket thrown over their shoulders)

on the dance practice floor when theyre taking water breaks - minas sitting in the natural v, jihyos legs make;

she’ll crawl into jihyos lap and settle herself comfortably there - honestly, mina reminds jihyo of a very young kitten

wedging herself into an impossibly small ball and curling herself under jihyos chin, nudging herself in the spaces that jihyo hadnt realised were mina spaces

jihyo lifts her arms up, just high enough to allow mina to crawl in, to be held

it’s in the little things too:

mina plugging jihyos phone in to charge when shes fallen asleep; sometimes setting an alarm (or two) so jihyo doesnt miss an early appointment

jihyo falls asleep in some of the oddest positions

mina’s caught her asleep while setting her alarms for the next day, hands still gripping onto her phone, the screen lit up to show the clock alarm app

other times, mina makes an extra mug of ginger-lemon-honey tea after a gruelling concert, to soothe jihyos throat (jihyo always does her best and doesnt think to also make herself a mug of tea after checking in on everyone)

jihyo takes the mug in both hands, not before encasing minas hands under hers, absentmindedly noting how the spaces between her fingers slot perfectly with mina’s, misses the way mina’s cheeks tinge pink at the casual affection

jihyo lets mina steal the blankets at night, lets her take all the sheets to her side of the bed and roll around in them, leaving jihyo freezing at 3:22am

(jihyo snatches the heavy throw blanket laying at the foot of the bed for this exact reason - mina apologises to her the next day by making her a steaming mug of coffee, fixed extra strong with soy milk)

sometimes jihyo will have a really hectic, full on day -

(makeup at 4:30 am for a 7am photoshoot that runs for 3 hours, followed closely by an interview, theres a short break for lunch - eaten in the car on the way to a brand event. her day ends with a work-out session and running over tomorrow’s schedule with her managers)

- and mina greets her with takeout boxes from jihyo’s fav spots, dorm cleaned and the other girls are preoccupied doing their own thing. jihyo exhales a breath she hadnt realised she was holding, the tension leaving her shoulders almost automatically, when mina grins up at her over her phone

when they go on tour, jihyo catches minas gaze from across the stage and there are reassuring messages left unsaid, but they echo loud and clear in minas mind (“youre doing well” - “im proud of u” - “i love u!”)

mina thinks jihyo is adorable for wanting to learn how to play animal crossing or whatever other game jihyo digs out of minas organised game shelf

other times they just sit in the living room, or side-by-side on the couch doing their own thing

jihyos scrolling down her twitter feed, randomly liking posts while mina’s furiously chopping trees down on her animal crossing island;

quietly eating breakfast together because theyve somehow managed to wake up before everyone else and the dorm is uncharacteristically peaceful. the only noise comes from their hushed chewing or an occasional yawn

their eyes meet and jihyo internally notes that mina’s sleepy smile is probably the cutest thing shes ever seen and will never grow tired of seeing it

minas not rly a morning person

if she had the choice, she’d permanently start her days after 11am, but she might need to rethink that bc of the way jihyos face lit up after she’d agreed to an early breakfast, truly put the sun to shame

they stay up late chatting, lying on their sides talking about nothing and everything. its dark, and the room is dimly lit by their bedside lamp, but mina still notices how sparkly and brown and wide jihyos eyes are

they just really enjoy each other’s company;

they dont rly have much time outside of their busy days just due to the nature of their job, but theyd willingly forgo that time alone, to spend with each other

mina just wants to be alone with jihyo and talk about the weather

always has an urge to talk to jihyo. shes got nothing to say, nothing to talk about even. but she wants to tell jihyo all of her important nothings

wants to tell her shes a fossil short of completing her museum; saw a dog on her morning walk with the exact same shade of gold fur like ray has; shes figured out how to make the double arrowhead pattern on her friendship bracelets

and jihyo is the same: this funny thing happened to me on the way to the gym this morning, and mina is the only one she’ll tell

jihyo brings the girls home to her family during the holidays, and while nayeon and jeongyeon are fond, but lovable menaces, mina is gradually growing to be her mother’s favourite

mina introduces jihyo to her family when they go to japan for their first tour

mina’s never seen her dog warm to someone so quickly before

jihyo, meanwhile, has found herself trapped under a sleeping puppy whenever she visits

more often than not, mina feels lost, out of place, overwhelmed and jihyos there holding her hand, with gentle reassurances, and soft smiles reserved just for her

mina hardly knows where to begin, but jihyos a safe place to start 🥰

#mina #jihyo #mihyo #twice #twice hcs #twice headcannons #twice scenarios #twice imagines #i come bearing dot points #idk i was tryin to be cute but idk if anything i wrote even made sense 😞😔#ask #anon

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kweebtrash · 5 years ago

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11, 12, 23, and 100

11. How many pairs of shoes do you own?

Oof...uh...im not even like a shoe obsessed person but somehow i feel like i have a lot of shoes. Im gonna say that 85% are black boots tbh. I have a pair of pastel purple boots that i love and some heeled white boots that i normally use for lolita. Then i have a collection of wedged jelly sandals in rainbow, silver glitter, white, black, and light blue (i may be missing a color) and those are my fave too. Maybe 30 if i was gonna guess?😅

12. What was your last dream about?

Okay so i dont remember my like last dream from tonight but a dream i do remember that happened like a day or two ago was (and this is very long so bare with me. Yes, i usually dream about johnny, yes my dreams are super detailed because my writer mind kinda goes with it. Yes, my dreams can last like an hour or two. This also happens with dreams that give me anxiety which is fun🙃🙃)

N E WAY:

(I feel cringey saying 'i' but it was me...albeit a hotter version but whatever). I was a business person that was starting my own brand of lingerie (like one of those that was kinda geared towards more plus sizes but still wanted to be inclusive-whatever lol) and Johnny was my best friend who was a photographer (shocking i know). I was needing his help because i needed more professional model pictures to show the lingerie i had produced but because my business was still starting i was basically the model. Johnny had gone out of his way to book a stay at this bed and breakfast that he found because he was trying to find the perfect backdrop for the pictures and this bed and breakfast was gorgeous. The room he booked was a two story room with this giant bed and a whirlpool jet tub and a balcony that overlooked this really pretty garden below. Anyway it was amazing and we got there and actually did normal stuff like take pictures and get close up shots yadda yadda but we had also gotten some cheap wine from the supermarket (we stopped to get snacks before we got to the bnb). So in between shots we were drinking and drank a little tooooo much and got all giggly and stuff. (There might have been some transitional thing here but i dont remember)

Anyway, i get excited because i had wanted to try the tub because id never been in a whirlpool one before but i was like "wow this is weird that its outside the bathroom and a few feet from the bed. Is it gonna be weird if im in the tub while youre here because i really wanna try it. I even got bath bombs." And johnnys like "well i wanna try it too!!" And we're both tipsy/sorta drunk at this point and giggling about that fact that were gonna be naked together or whatever but who cares because its a cool af tub, we just wont tell the others that we took a bath together, its cool, whatevs. So i had the bright idea of dumping all the bathbombs i had gotten (like two or three) in which was a bad idea because they had like softening body oil and glitter in them so it made the tub extra slippery. We both get in and spend forever trying not to slip and slide to death in this tub and of course i end up slipping close to him, like in between his legs and were pressed together (alright heres the smut part -condensed version)

-we start making out hardcore and groping the hell out of one another

-we establish that maybe its okay to just have one hook up, again we just wont tell the guys bc theyd just tease us bc they were always saying how we acted like we were married and should just be a couple already

-he pushes me (cringe) against the tub wall and starts fingering me and i start jerking him off.

-ofc he starts kissing and biting my neck and putting all of his weight on me/gripping the side of the tub to get leverage to make his thrusts faster (and this is still just for the fingering)

-eventually he turns me around and starts fucking me from behind. Im bent over the edge of the tub but i had one hand in the water and accidentally pull the drain plug so the water starts to go down

-we laugh about it (again still kinda tipsy) and johnnys ofc like lets go to the bed.

- he picks me up and throws me down on it and i think it was missionary first but he def started choking me which was great because he did not hold back on that grip👌🏽

-then i think we went into doggy again?(this is kinda the part where the dream was ending and i dont remember too much) and he was pressing down hard on the back of my neck and spanking me. And unfortunately i dont remember anything after that😫

23. Have you ever met any celebrities?

Yeah!

-bullet for my valentine

-clown/corey/craig from slipknot

-pentagon! (Well hi touch)

-ateez (hi touch)

-monsta x (hi touch)

-amber rose

- a TON of drag queens from rupauls drag race (bianca, bob, thorgy, jujubee, the list goes on. I went to drag con i think 2016? Something like that)

-i met the voice actor for yusuke urameshi (yu yu hakusho) Justin Cook and he was the SWEETEST guy ever and i have a good story about him. Also YYH is one of my fave animes so i def cried

-Amy Doan, the creator of Sugarpill makeup (i love her okay)

-the guitarist of Heidevolk and i think the bassist? I cant remember

-Laverne Cox

I think that might be it?

100. Color of your room?

Pfft white because i rent an apartment 😅

Thank you for asking (and always reblogging my stories😅🥰) i love you!

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avengerscompound · 6 years ago

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The Unicorn - Chapter 14

The Unicorn: A Pepperony Fanfic PREVIOUS

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Buy me a coffee with Ko-fi Word Count: 2075

Pairing: Tony Stark x F!Reader x Pepper Potts

Warnings: Sex talk. Pregnancy

Synopsis: The three of you go house shopping in New York to see if you can find something you’re all happy with.

Chapter 14

Over the next few weeks, things ramped up a lot. There was another ultrasound to be had at 8 weeks and Tony and Pepper were determined to figure out where you should all live that gave the best options for school and work.

You seemed completely nonplussed on the issue. You still went to Avengers training in the early morning and you continued going to your lab in the afternoon. Just now before you left you seemed to struggle with the thought that you might throw up first.

By the time of the eight-week ultrasound, you weren't just thinking about it. You had to factor in an extra ten minutes for throwing up before you made your way down for the dawn run. It never stopped you though. If you could go to training hungover a little bit of morning sickness wasn't going to stop you.

The strange thing was that Pepper seemed to be suffering with it too. Initially, the three of you had put it on her just not handling vomit very well. It wasn’t a totally uncommon thing that when someone threw up it might set someone else off. Pepper had never been the weak stomached type but it was possible worries about the pregnancy was already making her slightly nauseated.

By the time of the ultrasound both Tony and you were teasing her about it being sympathy vomit.

The ultrasound went fine everyone was excited to see the twins again. They still kind of just looked like a weird blurry picture of packaging peanuts. Tony did still feel both relieved and excited when he heard the fast squish-squish sound of their heartbeats.

After the ultrasound, the three of you went to the first of the choices for the new home. New York City.

When Tony had made the move to the compound he’d dissolved all his property. Avengers Tower had become the Baxter Building. It was probably the least practical course for them because it would mean reopening a branch of Stark Industry so that Pepper had an office and you had a lab, buying a home, and possibly opening a branch of the Avengers if you were set on remaining on the team after your maternity leave was up.

Tony had booked them the penthouse suite at the Gramercy Park while they looked at options.

“Dalton. That’s the reason.” Pepper said. Her heels clicked loudly on the garish marble floors of the Upper East Side mansion they were inspecting.

The house was hideous. The ‘American Renaissance’ period of architecture was a travesty. The whole place, with its marble floors, chandeliers, ceiling murals featuring cherubs and gold scrollwork, looked more like a museum than a home. It was dated, to say the least. And dated to a period of opulence with no taste or subtlety. All Tony could think was apart from the library which he’d keep for Pepper (the murals would have to go), the pool and the cinema, he’d gut the whole thing and start over.

“I don’t know, Pep. It could have 100 Dalton’s but there’s no yard…”

“There’s a roof garden.”

“You want the twins playing on the roof?” He said raising an eyebrow.

“Right, of course.” She said heading into the kitchen. “This is nice.”

“Yeah. Very light and spacious. I still think… I’d have to invest at least a cool billion to have us set up and even then it wouldn’t be right and it doesn’t feel like a home.” He said running his hand over the floating kitchen island.

“What do you think?” Pepper asked turning to you.

“I don’t love it.” You said. “I mean, doesn’t it scream masked orgy to you? I bet naked asses have been all over everything.”

“Oh yeah. I thought it looked familiar.” Tony teased.

“God, you’re disgusting,” Pepper said, whacking him. Tony laughed and rubbed his arm. “Well, we don’t have to get this one. There were more options.��

“Yeah, but they’ll all be either Townhouses or Penthouses. They won’t be where we can teach them to ride their bikes or run around with their dog. We’ll have to take them to the park every time we want to do something like that.” Tony said. “Plus there’s the other investments involved. S.I. is upstate now. I’d have to reopen here.”

“The Avengers.” You added.

“Yeah, I moved that because it was unsafe to have it just - in the middle of the city.” Tony agreed.

Pepper pursed her lips. She didn’t like that you wanted to stay with the Avengers the same way she didn’t like that Tony wouldn’t give up being Iron Man back in the day. “We can consider it though right? That’s what we’re doing here? Looking at each option and picking the best?”

“Yeah, you're right. Being here is better than in the compound.” Tony conceded. “I don't know how big the pull to Dalton is compared to just buying land near the compound and building exactly what we want though.”

“There aren't any schools around the compound though.” Pepper complained.

“Start your own one, Elon Musk style.” You said.

“We are not starting our own one like Elon.” Pepper said sternly.

“I don't know… Maybe we should. Give another incentive for people to stay on if it was more family friendly.” Tony said with a shrug.

“Tony…” Pepper sighed. He knew that tone so he dropped it.

You went out to the balcony and looked out over the park. Tony came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. “It is a cool city though.” You said.

“I won't argue that.” He agreed, kissing your neck.

“Can we get out of this house? I feel like I'm in a museum and the temptation to just touch everything for no good reason is making my fingers itchy.” You said.

Tony chuckled and his hands ran over your stomach. It was still far too early to show. Even so, he loved that he could touch you and know that his children were in there and it wouldn’t be too long until he got to hold them. It helped put that nervous impatience he felt in check. “I’d gut it if we bought it.”

“Oh, yeah?” You said turning in his arms. “Not the library.”

“No, but that mural for sure. I’d make it more shelves.”

“Oh, tell me more.”

“All the ugly ass marble and gold would go. I’d change the light fittings to something sleeker but still a feature. I’d keep timber as a feature, but make it less ornate. Sleek lines but the timber would make it feel more home than office like. The art would be modern but not surreal. Maybe some Warhol and Pollack. Maybe include some impressionists to break it up. I’d install FRIDAY obviously. The kitchen would be a similar layout but modern. White and black. Granite tops not marble. I'd make the first floor about entertaining and the top two for us. Bedrooms. Living room. That would be our family space. It would be warmer colors. Colors that take mess more. I'd put a lab for us in the basement. Probably a garage too but I might keep my of my collection out here. There would be an office for Pep. A gym. I'd keep the cinema and the pool.”

You grinned and pecked his lips. “Your mind has been racing even though you don't want this place.”

“Well, I mostly just want my girls to be happy. If buying this eyesore makes you happy, then I’m happy.” He said.

“That’s sweet. But it won’t. I don’t even think Pepper is sold on it.” You said pulling him back inside. “God, that bathroom is going to be in my nightmares. The green marble toilet.”

Tony laughed. “Yeah, that would be first to go.”

They made their back inside and found Pepper coming down the stairs followed by the real estate agent. “Okay. Let's go. I think I’ve seen enough.”

“Good. Let’s get something to eat.” Tony said. “I’m feeling Gray’s Papaya.”

Pepper scrunched her nose. “I think the smell would make me throw up.” She said. “If you want local let’s go to Katz’s.”

You looked her up and down. “You’re gonna need to dial in this sympathy sickness thing or see a doctor because I feel like you’re stealing my thunder.”

She scowled. “I’m not doing it on purpose.”

“So, go see a doctor.” You pushed.

Tony followed you outside where Happy was waiting with the car. The three of you slid into the back seat and Pepper huffed. “I just… it’s only in the mornings or certain smells. It’s got to just be some weird sympathy thing.”

“Maybe you’re actually pregnant,” Tony said. He’d meant it as a joke but as soon as the words were out of his mouth it was like something clicked into place. Maybe she was pregnant. He couldn’t remember when she last had her period, and they’d been tracking it regularly right up until they did the first IVF run with you.

“Ha-ha, very funny, Tony.” Pepper snarked.

“But maybe you are pregnant, Pepper.” You said.

“You do kind of look like you’re glowing.” Happy added looking in the rearview mirror.

“No. How could I be? We did all that IVF.” She stopped talking and seemed to try and count something off on her fingers. “How could I be?”

“Hap, stop at a pharmacy and get some pregnancy tests would you?” Tony said.

“You got it, boss.” Happy replied and swerved the car around, double parking it outside a CVS on Lexington. He jumped out and ran inside as horns sounded behind him and someone cursed them as they went around.

“But… we couldn’t. It wasn’t working.” Pepper said.

“I can’t explain it Pepper, but it’s possible, right? It would explain this.” Tony said.

“How come you get glowing and I get a breakout on my jaw?” You snarked.

“The glow is oily skin.” Pepper said absentmindedly. “It depends on how dry your skin was to begin with.”

“God damn it.” You cursed.

“What will we do?” Pepper said looking at him. “We already have twins.”

“Triplets?” Tony said making an exaggerated shrug. He was pretty far from actually being worried about this. He was actually pretty excited at the thought of the possibility of a large instant family.

“Does it count as triplets if two different people are carrying them?” You asked.

“I don’t know. I mean, they’re genetically me and Pepper and they’ll be due roughly the same time.” He mused. “What counts?”

“I’m pretty sure it’s housed in the same uterus.” You said.

“Can we please argue about that when I’m not freaking out” Pepper groaned.

Happy ran back out and jumped into the car passing the paper bag back to Tony. “Hotel?” He asked.

“Yes, please,” Pepper said.

“And can you swing past Katz’s after. Get us some Matzo Ball Soup, a garden salad, and a Reuben.” Tony added.

“And Knish.” You added. “Potato ones.”

“Sure thing.” Happy said pulling back into traffic.

He drove the three of you back to the Gramercy and Tony lead you and Pepper back up to the Penthouse. Pepper was in full panic mode by the time they got upstairs and rushed straight into the main bathroom and locked the door.

“Are you okay in there, Pepper?” You called, leaning on the door.

“Yes, leave me alone to pee in peace.” She called back.

You snorted and moved to Tony. “Well then,” You said. “I bet she is.”

“I’m not taking that bet.” He said.

“Oh go on. A billion dollars. I’ll bet you a billion dollars.”

“What do you need a billion dollars for?”

You shrugged and flopped down on the couch. The door opened and Pepper slumped out. “Positive. There wasn’t even a wait for lines to show. It was right away.”

Tony rushed to her side and pulled her into a hug. A second later you had slammed into their sides and hugged them both tightly.

“Oh my god, this is amazing,” Tony said.

“We’re going to be pregnant at the same time. How awesome is that?” You added.

“I don’t - how - how do we do this?” She said. “How did this happen?”

Tony really didn’t know the answer to that. All he knew for sure was he had the resources and he was excited. He was going to be part of a big family and he’d make sure they didn’t have to worry about anything.

// NEXT

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toestalucia · 5 years ago

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meme.

this is stuff that’s alrdy been brought up in threads but gran,,,,,,kinda isnt too highkey on certain kind of attention a lot of the time?? they’re usually p lowkey around others and doesn’t always draw an Awful lot of attention in crowds (aside from fooling around w ppl etc ofc!! they’re a brat no matter what). but its usually easy for strangers to kinda…look over them? gran doesnt mind, they are comfy with that. because when a lot of attention is focused on them (like getting interviewed after the platinum sky race or in formal parties) they’re not very comfy at all. so when lucio is adored by ppl so intensely while gran is around, gran is gonna be a bit uncomfortable even tho they know it’s lucio they care for — because theyre still looking in both of their direction.

it’s not going to stop gran from hanging out with lucio in any way, but it def takes a while to get used to, and even after they’ll remain feeling slightly weird about it, but they’ll be a lot more used to it compared to the first times. so they’ll probably joke about it too, if lucio really has the time to spare on gran&co, or if lucio didn’t get more popular this time? or if they should start setting up fanmeetings for some extra money.

I JUST….rly think it’ll slowly be a change in grans behavior towards it, it might not be noticeable unless its actively compared to how they first acted when lucios fans were around but !! they def are more comfy with it all after a while

THAT SAID…….finding out just the extent of how easily lucio makes fans………….he’s shamelessly gonna be put on advertising duty whenever needed

I DO THINK gran would enjoy interacting with lucio a lot, like he has that kinda…very straightforward ridiculousness in things he does & say and gran’d be amused a lot by it? but on the flipside gran wouldn’t be taking him superseriously either thanks to that so asdbkkbj like everytime he speaks of his beauty,,,gran takes that 0% seriously its TOO ridiculous, but thats also why being with lucio is so much fun

in the same vein theyd probably torture him with apples too. gran has a very awful sense of jokes thats very annoying, so they wouldnt be opposed to be annoying with apples around lucio too

WITHIN ALL THIS…….theres definitely a confusion regarding lucios power and who he is (before 000??? i genuinly cant rmbr just What gran knows about lucio canonly after 000 akjdbkasd i feel like its still Nothing?? do they even rmbr that dream stuff etc LMFAO), but considering everything in his fate eps etc gran is awfully aware that there’s a lot more to lucio than he leads on (+ the whole thing with lucio looking like lucifer&lucilius etc). gran won’t pry unless absolutely necessary, and even then they’d back off if lucio wouldn’t want to share things, but despite all of their fooling around lucio they definitely have a lot of respect for him too.

#fauxsoar #ALWAYS WANNA FOR U #🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺#I THOUGHT I HAD A FOLDER WITH 000 SCREENSHOTS BUT I...DO NOT??? KJABDKBJAJKBKADAD......#it sure be like that huh #JKDDABKJAD #I JUST THINK....gran & lucio interactions are v fun cuz its like lucio says the MOST ridiculous stuff while also being v powerful??#which is also fun since grans v childish at times but also.....captain! ykno!!!#I HOPE THAT MAKES SENSE

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nottodaylogic · 6 years ago

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Summary: EVEN MORE OF THE GAY LOGINCE! With a special question bECAUSE @shootingace / @ohbytheangel and I have NO. SELF. CONTROL. WHATSOEVER. Based on a post by @today-only-happens-once and dedicated, once more, to @sanders-sides-thuri :)

Pairing: Logince

A/N: Takes place after sun., part 3/3 of the Logince Fluff series, written, again, with @shootingace :) this is the last part, super fun (and frustrating since I’ve never been to Olive Garden) to write!

@hghrules @becca-becky @tinysidestrashcaptain

Hope y’all like it! :D

The tile in one pocket and the box in the other seemed to almost, nonsensically, burn as Logan walked. They’d talked over this topic before, multiple times, so there was no logical reason to be nervous.

And yet.

“Date night?” he asked his boyfriend, kissing him on the cheek. Roman startled, accidentally mutilating the word he was typing. He just looked at it, betrayed. “I’ve prepared some activities,” Logan murmured.

Roman looked very excited. “Ooh, activities! I like activities!”

“I like you.”

Roman flushed, deep and red. “Aren’t you sappy today. What’s the occasion?”

“No occasion. I was simply stating a fact.” He hummed, extending his arm. “I have made reservations. Shall we leave?”

“Hold on, just let me finish this sentence.”

This meant “let me finish this scene because I have no self control and must write a lot even though there are other priorities.”

“Of course.” Logan dropped a kiss to Roman’s head and walked away swiftly to get his coat.

Ten minutes later, as he expected, Roman staggered in, haphazardly yanking his jacket on. Logan looked at his watch.

“Precisely on time.” He opened the door. “Come. Our destination awaits.”

“Where are we going?” Roman asked mischievously.

“You shall see.”

“Tell me? Pleeeeeease?”

Logan smirked, leaning in and pressing a short kiss to Roman’s lips. “Will that satisfy you for the time being?”

“Mmmm, I don’t think so.” Roman tugged Logan closer, kissing him deeply. He set his hand on the small of Logan’s back, like he was about to dip him, making Logan go breathless.

“Now will you tell?” Roman asked, pulling back.

“It’s a surprise,” Logan breathed, though he wasn’t sure how much longer he could keep it a surprise if Roman insisted on making him fall even more in love.

Roman leaned in and whispered, “rude.” He then dropped him.

Logan scrambled to his feet, thankful for his 18 Dexterity. “Hey. We don’t have to go on the date if you don’t want to.”

“No, I want to! It’s incredibly romantic, my dear. Surprises are exciting yet it’s so hard to wait!”

“As Virgil would say, ‘because you are an impatient baby’.” Logan guestuted forward, towards the car. “After you.”

—

Logan pulled into the parking lot. There weren’t many decent spots, but he managed to grab one.

Roman turned to him excitedly, seeing their destination. “Ooh, Olive Garden?”

“I come prepared to woo the server into giving us extra breadsticks to take home.”

“You’re the best.”

Logan blushed softly. “Thank you. Now, our reservation awaits us.”

They entered the restaurant and were seated right away, thanks to Logan planning ahead and making a reservation.

“Your server will be right with you,” the host said, showing them to their table.

Roman pulled out Logan’s chair dramatically. “Monsieur, your chair?”

Logan rolled his eyes. He sat down, pushing out Roman’s chair with his foot. “There. Now we are even.”

“You’re a nerd,” Roman said fondly.

Logan inhaled, ready to refute this claim, but instead said only: “I know.”

“Wow. And you say I have an ego.”

“It is true, why are you pointing that out?” Logan was confused and a bit flustered by how sweet Roman was being.

Roman snorted. “You’re adorable.”

“No, I am very serious. I am not adorable. Patton is the adorable one.”

“That’s true, but it doesn’t mean you’re not adorable.”

That’s when a server came up to their table, preventing Logan from protesting more. “Hey, I’m Remy, can I get you anything to get started?” He set a menu in front of the couple.

“Breadsticks,” Roman said, at the same time Logan said, “water, please.”

“Of course. Some waters and a basket of breadsticks?”

They nodded and Remy left. The two chatted about movies that they hoped to watch, the drama that Logan heard from his students, how Roman’s characters were behaving.

“I try to get them to do something! And usually, they’re pretty good with cooperating. Just, these past few days, they just… won’t.”

“Can’t you simply… make them do it?”

Roman made distressed noises. “But I can’t! It feels weird then, and out of character! Okay, okay, enough about my distress. Spill the tea that you hear from your students.”

“Alright.” Logan adjusted his glasses. “You will not believe what Lizzie told me Justin K. did…”

Roman clapped excitedly. “Ooh, that idiot Justin! What did he do this time?”

“Well…”

Logan told him, Roman’s grin growing, becoming more and more mischievous.

“So let me get this gay. He told this teacher, who was literally eight months pregnant, that he didn’t think women needed a maternity leave?”

“Mhm.”

“Has he ever been pregnant? Or given birth?”

Logan laughed. He loved Roman so, so, much. “Not that I know of.”

“Wow.”

“Yeah. I know that teachers aren’t supposed to have favorites, but Justin is definitely on my ‘not a favorite’ list. Not that I have any such thing.”

“You know, I think we’re supposed to be deciding what to order right now,” Roman mentioned.

“As if you don’t get the same exact thing every time we come here.”

“You got me there.”

“That’s a meme.”

“You got me there.”

Logan stifled a laugh. “I love you.”

Roman smiled. “Love you too.”

That’s when Remy came back to take their orders. Roman ordered spaghetti and tomato soup. Logan ordered lasagna and a Greek salad. A chat and two baskets of breadsticks later, their dinner had arrived.

Logan ate his lasagna and laughed at Roman’s jokes, but the weight in his pocket—why did he bring the ring, it might get lost, he didn’t need it, this is illogical—was very present in his mind.

And worse was the nagging thought that Roman might say no. Of course, they had talked about marriage, but you could never be completely sure of an outcome.

“Something on your mind?” Roman asked, his foot brushing Logan’s.

Logan smiled. “You.”

Roman laughed. “You’re so sweet. It’s great.”

And with those words, that laugh, Logan felt himself drawn back into the moment, the fears of a future yes or no gone for the time being.

—

When they returned back home, Logan brought out the scrabble board.

Roman raised an eyebrow. “Not even gonna ask me if I wanna play this?”

“You’ve been bringing up how you want to play Scrabble for ten days now.”

“True.”

They set it up, Logan allowed his boyfriend to pick the starting word (LADDER) (“what? It’s the only thing I can do!”), and the game began.

“Your turn,” Roman said, gesturing to the board.

Logan set down the letters R, O, M, A, and N.

“Hey, no! That doesn’t count, it’s a proper noun!”

“I’ve let you get away with many proper nouns over the years. Cut me some slack.” Logan sat back, gesturing to the board. “You go.”

Roman put down O, P, and E to write NOPE.

Logan tried not to take this as a bad omen.

He then added L, O, V to the E in NOPE, making it LOVE.

“Awww, you sap,” Roman teased, swooning. “That’s so sweet.”

They continued playing, Logan adding FOREVER and DEDICATION to Roman’s words (OCEAN and DISBELIEF)

“Is something amiss?” Roman felt his forehead, looking overly concerned for the comedic effect. “You seem to be exceedingly sentimental today.”

Logan brushed this off with a, “It was simply what I could make with my letters and the board.”

Roman eyed him curiously, but dropped the topic. “Your turn.”

Logan wordlessly set down his piece, putting it right next to ROMAN, so that it read ROMAN, will you marry me?

Roman started to protest about how “that’s not in the rules of the game, Logan!”, but then he stopped, obviously having read the piece.

His eyes snapped up, meeting Logan’s.

“You… you… Logan.” It seemed he couldn’t say anything more.

Logan slid out his chair, dropping to one knee, holding the box with the ring in front of him. “Marry me, Roman Princeton?”

“Lo… Logan, oh my gosh. Oh my gosh.” And then he was out of his chair, too, stumbling towards Logan. He leaned down, taking Logan’s face in his hands, kissing him softly. “Yes, yes, of course, yes.”

Logan let Roman pull him to his feet, his arms around Roman’s waist, holding him tight. “Roman. I love you. I love every moment we’ve spent together. I treasure every memory I share with you. And I’d like to make more memories with you. For the rest of forever.”

Roman nodded, pressing his his forehead to Logan’s shoulder. “Yes,” he choked out.

“Hey, Ro, don’t cry,” Logan whispered, rubbing Roman’s crisp, clean shirt between his fingers. “Don’t cry.”

But he would be lying if he said that he wasn’t crying a little too.

Because finally, finally, he would be marrying the love of his life.

Because… because he just loved Roman so much, loved him so much that sometimes he didn’t know what to do with all the feelings.

Because Roman was going to be his, his, forever and ever and ever.

“I love you so damn much, Roman.”

“I love you too.” Roman pulled back slightly, holding his hand out. “You going to… you going to actually put that ring on me?”

Logan laughed softly and slid the ring onto Roman’s finger, then pull Roman’s hand to his mouth, kissing the back of it. “I love you. I love you so much, Ro.”

“I know.”

Logan laughed, pulling Roman close and kissing him. “You're wonderful, Princey.”

“Mmm, I know.” Logan stared at Roman, deadpan. “Just kidding, you are too.” Roman nudged Logan’s chin with his nose then kissed his cheek. “Love you. So freaking much.”

“Dance with me?” Logan asked, the words spilling out of his mouth before he could really process what he was asking.

“Where’s the music?”

Logan tilted his head. “Sing?”

Roman snorted. “Well, we need some sort of background music, Lo. I can’t sing if I’m gonna kiss you, and I’d very much like to kiss you.”

Logan blushed, his breath catching in his chest.

“C’mon, babe,” Roman said. “Music.”

So Logan grabbed his phone, pulling up the “romantic songs for my nerd” playlist Roman had made for him.

On came As Long As You’re Mine from Wicked, and Logan pulled Roman close.

They danced and twirled and laughed together, Logan falling more and more in love. Roman was so beautiful, so loving, and Logan got to spend the rest of his live with him.

“I love you, Roman.”

“Yeah?” Roman whispered.

“Yeah.”

“Prove it.”

So Logan twirled Roman, then pulled him back, dipping him and kissing him softly.

Roman let out a soft gasp. “I love you so much,” he murmured, tangling his fingers in Logan’s hair.

“Love you too.”

—

Later, they lay on the bed together, staring at the ceiling, tired, content.

Roman curled up on Logan’s chest, so beautifully exhausted. “How long were you planning to propose?”

Logan thought for a moment. “A little while.”

“How long did you know you wanted to marry me?”

Running his hands through his fiancé’s hair, he responded, “Forever, probably. I just—I never imagined my future without you. And then a few weeks ago I realized that why not get married?”

Roman seemed to think this through for a moment when he asked, “Why me?”

The question took Logan by surprise. “Why you what?”

Roman looked directly into Logan’s eyes. The expression there was raw, unable to be described. “Why did you want to marry me?”

Because you’re the only person I’d ever want to marry. Because you’re the only person I’d ever want. Because you’re stellar. Because you’re funny and sweet and dramatic and unique and loving and thoughtful and romantic. Because despite loving you, I can’t find the vocabulary to express all of this. “Because I love you.”

“Aww, Lo.” Roman reached up, kissing Logan softly. “Now we get to plan a wedding.”

“But first we should go to bed.”

Roman’s eyebrows raised as he smirked, and Logan only slightly regretted his phrasing. “As you wish.”

Logan blushed, but nobody could prove it, so what did it matter?

—

Logan woke first in the morning, a stream of light illuminating the room. He glanced down at Roman, snoring, the ring on his finger shining.

And Logan knew that they would get to spend the rest of their lives like this.

#sanders sides #logan sanders #roman sanders #logince #romantic logince #Logince fluff series #ajdkdkfhjs I love them aaahh #sabine writes #Sabine Creates #writing with friends

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chockfullofsecrets · 6 years ago

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Class 1-A vs. Tickle Might: Part 1

<< Prologue (in case you’re wondering what’s going on) :: Part 2 >>

(A/N: Thank you so much to everyone who offered their kind feedback, especially @gigglingknight ! 2.7k words and 4 kids - Mineta’s not getting back up again - down, 16 to go! Hope you enjoy, and please let me know what you think - favorite scene, constructive criticism - your feedback will keep me awake at night to write part 2!)

The forty combined eyes of class 1-A were locked on All Might as he leapt gracefully from the wall of the training grounds, passing overhead and descending in a lazy arc into the mock city before them.

“He moves like a missile,” Momo said thoughtfully. “You would think such a big person would be less aerodynamic.”

Other students were less calm. “He’s gonna kill us all!” Mineta yelled. “I won’t get to enjoy my summer break at all!”

Hagakure clung to Ojiro’s arm. “Guys, I bet Aizawa-sensei sent him to beat us up before training camp. He probably thinks we won’t cause as much trouble if we’re all in full-body casts!”

Ojiro laughed, but he too was looking at the cluster of buildings in obvious dismay. “All Might’s the number one hero, he wouldn’t just indiscriminately fight us. I think.”

Even Aoyama’s sparkle was a little dimmed, his eyes wide in alarm behind his visor. “Mon dieu, didn’t you see what he did to Bakugou and Midoriya? His smile was as twinkling as ever, but… it was scary!”

“And he’s at full strength this time,” Satou added, his big lips pursed.

Those of them who were afraid edged closer to one other, clutching at armor and fabric and hands as if hoping they would fuse together into a single pro capable of taking on the Number One Hero. A select few, though, prepared to rally.

“It’ll be all right, guys!” Deku was smiling. Of course he was. “There’s a lot of us, and we have more experience using team attacks now! I’m sure we can impress All Might and Aizawa-sensei!”

Iida frowned. “Won’t it be easier for him to find us if we all stay in a group?”

“Maybe, but I feel safer with you guys!” Sero said.

“Yeah!”

“Let’s come up with a plan!”

A familiar snarl filled the air. “You extras can plan all you want!” Bakugou announced. “I’m going to face him head on! The only thing that would make me surrender is having to listen to you idiots for another minute!” He spun on his heel and stalked off, quickly disappearing behind the piles of concrete.

Kirishima grinned. “Guess I know what I’m doing, then.”

Mineta howled. “Just let him die! He’s really annoying! And if you get caught in the crossfire between him and All Might there’s no way you’ll survive.”

He shrugged. “Maybe, but I can’t just let him go in alone! And besides, what could be a manlier last sight on Earth than those two going at it?”

“I’ll come too,” Mina said, bouncing up and down on her toes. “I want to watch! And maybe I can get some surprise attacks in with my acid!”

The two of them headed off together after Bakugou, cheerily waving a goodbye to the rest of the group. Kaminari waved back at them like it was the last he would ever see of his two friends. Jirou scoffed and turned to look at the two planners left in their group. “Let’s call them the distraction, then… Momo, Midoriya, do you guys have any ideas?”

Bakugou’s arms throbbed inside his gauntlets.

The wounds from his finals match had been healed by Recovery Girl - the old hag had been surprised that he’d been hurt so bad, even though Deku was in the next bed over with a shitty bruised spine, as if he wasn’t just as dedicated to winning even if it means shattering every bone in his damn arm – but the memory of just how much it hurt was still in there.

He almost wished Kirishima was here to guard his back. Shitty Hair could take a punch, at least. Maybe even one of All Might’s. But he didn’t need him to win. All he needed was the chance to get in one good blow of his own this time –

A sound behind him. He whirled around, one sweat-filled hand slinging behind him with even more force. As soon as he could see his target, he would –

Something closed around his wrist. A sudden jerking sensation as his arm was pulled upwards, and the explosion seared harmlessly into the air.

All Might was holding him suspended by one hand. Like a freaking ragdoll. “Ah, young hero! I might have expected you to come face me head-on.”

Instead of replying, he tried to blast the man with his other hand. It joined the other above his head just as quickly, held in that same massive grip. “What are you doing? DON’T RESTRAIN ME, YOU SHITTY – let me fight, old man!”

All Might propped his free hand on his hip. “A brave face, huh? You must really want a rematch. I think your sleeveless uniform’s really going to put you at a disadvantage in this round…”

He cocked his hand, fingers spread stiffly for a grab or chop, and Bakugou wasn’t afraid, he wasn’t, but that didn’t keep his body from flinching, a fruitless attempt to protect himself from the painful blow.

His captor paused. “Young Bakugou, are you – are you frightened of me?”

“No.”

He lowered his arm enough for Bakugou to get his feet on the ground – still up on his toes, but at least he wasn’t hanging there like a sack of meat. “My boy, I must say that I’m very sorry about the end of our last battle. I wouldn’t have stopped you so forcefully if I didn’t think you were about to seriously injure yourself.”

“I’m not fucking afraid, okay? Just hit me already so I can hit back.”

All Might looked unconvinced. “Ah, that’s… good, young hero! Such an indomitable spirit!” His smile grew impossibly wider. “Besides, you won’t come to any harm today!”

“Oh yeah? Then what the fuck are we here to do, talk each other into submission? And what do you mean, I’m at a disadvantage because my uniform doesn’t have sleeves?”

“Ah, yes.” All Might cocked his hand again. His fingers were wiggling this time, and somehow this spiked Bakugou’s apprehension in an entirely different way. “Allow me to demonstrate.”

He’d never put much thought into a costume redesign, but as All Might’s evil hands came in contact with his bare armpits he decided that he needed more armor. Immediately. “W-whahaHAT! THE HEHEHELL?!” His palms were sparking uselessly into the sky, face bent into a helpless grin, and shit he was glad that none of the others in his class were here right now.

It was a relief, almost, not to be thrust into another bloody fight with his hero, but that didn’t stop him from kicking and screaming bloody murder, still on his tiptoes as he strained for some leverage to protect himself. All Might was chuckling. “I think this is the first time I’ve seen you smile, young Bakugou! A very good imitation of my trademark, but perhaps we can do better!”

“NOHO – nowecan’t – AHAHA!” His entire torso was helpless under the attack, and his face hurt from smiling so hard. It wasn’t long before he couldn’t take it anymore. “OKAY nonONO not thaHAT just fucking STOP I GIVE I GIVE!”

All Might let him down gently, giving one last triumphant laugh as he patted Bakugou on the back. “An admirable effort, my boy.”

“I didn’t even do anything,” he mumbled into the ground. Was he still grinning? He was, like an idiot. He was an idiot. This was terrible.

Footsteps skidded into the street. “Bakubro, we heard you screaming – laughing? – oh shit, he’s here-”

Bakugou forced his head up. Kirishima and Mina. They’d probably followed him in.

He snorted. “You’re next, morons. Better run if you’re ticklish.”

They’d worked three-quarters of the way through a plan involving Sero’s tape (just. So much tape), Tsuyu’s mucus secretion, and a titanium bondage set from Momo when an explosion roared through the air.

“Kacchan,” Deku gasped. His theory was confirmed when the explosion died down only to be replaced with cursing at only a slightly reduced volume. And then there was the screaming.

“Such darkness,” Tokoyami intoned. “It will swallow us all.”

The screams continued, Bakugou sounding truly desperate. “OKAY nonONO not thaHAT just fucking STOP I GIVE I GIVE!”

Mineta fainted.

The racket tapered off at last, All Might’s laugh echoing tinnily in their ears as they all shivered. “Do you think he’s still alive?” Uraraka whispered. “Man, this is scary.”

Deku’s mind raced. The other students were thinking frantically too, but he had two pieces of information that no one else knew.

The first: In all the videos he’d seen of All Might, he’d never heard of him making a villain beg for mercy. All Might preferred to harm the villains he captured as little as possible, making it easier to the police to detain them without having to provide medical treatment and having the added effect of minimizing property damage.

The second: He’d grown up with Kacchan, who had never been in the habit of screaming in anything other than rage. The only thing that had ever made him howl like that had happened when they were little, and it was – it was –

Oh.

“Midoriya’s about to faint,” Todoroki said.

“Deku?” Uraraka shook him. “What’s going on?”

He swallowed. “We need to split up and hide. Now.”

The class looked at each other in alarm. If even he couldn’t maintain his determination…

They were all going to die.

“We’re not going to die!” Mina gushed. “This is so fun! This is fantastic!”

She and Kirishima were sprinting away from All Might as fast as they could, taking corners at random in hopes that they would lose him. “Yeah, if we can make it back to the others, they’ll definitely be less scared!”

“Are you certain of that, young hero?”

They both skidded to a stop, but Kirishima still crashed into All Might’s massive chest and rebounded onto the ground. Mina shot past them both with a shriek. “All Might!”

The man crouched over him. “I was surprised not to find you with your friends, young Kirishima.”

“We were trying to find Bakugou,” he admitted, rubbing the back of his head. “Mina and I are really bad with directions though, so we got lost until we heard him screaming.”

“It seems you arrived at the perfect time to become my next victim,” the hero intoned, and wow that smile was the most ominous thing he’d ever seen now.

“I – haha –“ Kirishima spluttered, before remembering that he had a quirk. “Ha!” he exclaimed, activating his quirk and feeling immensely relieved as his skin hardened to a rock-like texture. “There’s no way you can tickle me now!”

“It will be more difficult,” All Might mused. Suddenly, he yanked one of Kirishima’s boots off. “I wonder, do your palms and soles harden as well?”

Kirishima, who’d had his quirk for all of twelve years, suddenly couldn’t remember. He glanced frantically at one of his hands and mentally cheered. “Ah, they do.”

All Might frowned, as much as he could frown. “If all your skin hardens, it’s pretty surprising that you can move at all…” Taking Kirishima’s foot gently in his hand, he rotated it right and left. “If this works, then…”

Kirishima felt something brush against his ankle, and without thinking, snickered at the ticklish sensation.

All Might’s grin came back in full force. Hesitantly, Kirishima offered him a weak smile. “Uh… maybe I just have a really cool quirk… and tickling definitely won’t work on me?”

Turned out, his ankles were traitors. A few scratches from All Might and he was already giggling frantically, his other foot drumming against the ground as he tried to roll over and crawl away. Even worse, as he lost focus his quirk began to waver, and despite his effort of squeezing his eyes shut and trying to will the laughter away he could feel his protective shell softening around him.

“Not so tough now, young hero,” All Might teased, and Kirishima groaned internally at the joke as his torture became a thousand times worse. The soles of his feet, the soft skin behind his knees – even squeezing his calf produced a new wave of laughter from him.

He couldn’t take it. No wonder Bakugou had been collapsed on the ground. “Mihihina…. MINA, HELP!”

A pair of pink arms wound themselves around All Might’s neck – Mina, jumping on his back. “Hi! All Might-sensei, can I go next?”

The tickling eased up a little as All Might turned his head to smile at her. “You know, my girl, this is technically a test.”

She pouted. “I know, but… tickling! I already failed my practical anyway, so I’m sure I’ll have to take the remedial classes. I might as well relax and have some fun while I can instead of running! Right, Kirishima?”

Panting, he considered this situation. This was definitely more fun than a fight, and it was really nice after the nightmare of preparing for finals. “Heh… yeah, I guess you’re right.”

“I can hardly refuse such a polite request,” All Might proclaimed grandly, “but first, I need to hear a surrender from young Kirishima here!” He reached a hand up to scratch at Kirishima’s ribcage, the boy squeaking as he tried to bat it away.

“I could help,” Mina offered slyly.

“No, yOU CAHAN’T!” Two pairs of hands hovered over him, Mina reaching over All Might’s shoulder with her evilest grin. “Wait, wait, I give!”

All Might roared with laughter, offering Kirishima a hearty embrace as he wobbled to his feet. “A smart decision! She’s very determined!”

He glared half-heartedly at Mina, shaking his head with a rueful grin. “I’m going to get you for this.” He turned to All Might. “Do we get to watch the others?”

“You do have to leave the training ground. However, your Aizawa-sensei’s in the evaluation room. If he permits you to enter, then you can watch with him!”

“Cool! I’ll see you there, Ashido.” He looked around. “Which way is the exit again?”

As he left, Mina prepared to jump off All Might and take off – she felt like running at least a little bit, after seeing how wrecked Kirishima looked. But before she could so much as loosen her grip, All Might spoke in a decidedly villainous voice. “Well, young Ashido, this means it’s your turn now.”

He grabbed her uniform and yanked, and the next thing she knew she had tumbled over his shoulder and straight into his arms with a surprised shout. He dropped to the ground, cross legged, and released her unceremoniously into his lap. “Wow, you move… really fast, sensei!”

All Might chuckled. Evilly. “You said you wanted to relax, young hero? Perhaps you’d like a massage?” His fingers dug into the muscle at the back of her shoulders, and she found herself squealing with laughter as they hunched up instinctively. “Hm… you don’t look very relaxed. Maybe a different technique?” Said technique was a light massaging of her ribcage that had her curled into a shaking ball, giggling her head off. “This seems a bit harsh… are you really having fun, young Ashido?”

“Yehehes!” she giggled, burying her head in his shoulder. “Lohots of fun!”

His breath stirred her hair as he huffed with laughter. “All right, then.” He continued happily, paying special attention to her neck when he discovered that tickling her there produced actual cackles. She lasted for nearly three minutes before slapping at his hands and gasping breathlessly for mercy.

All Might waited until she caught her breath to move, standing them up together. She jumped onto him once more, offering him a hug from the front this time. He returned it slowly, a little surprised but pleased nonetheless. “You’ve had your fun, young Ashido! I hope you’ll apply as much dedication to attaining mastery of your studies!”

“I will”, she promised, climbing to his shoulder and somersaulting off to the ground. “Thanks a lot, All Might-sensei! It’s really nice of you and Aizawa-sensei to do this for us!”

He had to point her in the direction of the exit as well. She left with a cheerful smile, and he smiled in return as he cracked his knuckles.

Time to find his next target.

#bnha #my fic #class 1a vs tickle might #tickling #chocfic

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its-harrypooter · 7 years ago

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Request: Hi! Could you ship me with a character please? I'm a Hufflepuff girl with brown eyes and pastel pink wavy hair. I'm 5'6", very pale, and a bit chubby. I love cats, naps, and snacks. My favourite classes are Potions and Art. I love to bake, especially to share. I'm very shy, though loud with my friends. I have depression and am at my best with friends around- I love affection, particularly physical. Loyalty/honesty are important to me. I'd love to play quidditch. Hope you're having a good day!

Dedication: for my darling @faithfulpuppy your request is probably the best one I've gotten in a long time and I'm so sorry you had to wait such a long time!! I hope you love it!!

I ship you with the amazing and luscious-hair-having......

SIRIUS BLACK *fireworks* *ooohs from the crowd* *clapping* *nodding*

well first of all, whilst sirius black was basically in love with you, the one thing he complained about to all of his friends (and anyone that would listen, really) was how much of a cat person you are

“Shes a CAT PERSON, James! I’ve done it! I’ve fallen in love with a cat person!” (generally followed by a dramatic flop on the bed and then an hour-long rant about how you are pretty much perfect despite the cat fact)

he could often be seen glaring at your pet cat around school (though he didn't mind a lot of cats, for some reason your cat really hated him so sirius hated your cat)

he found it surprising how loud you could be, especially around some of your friends, when you were all yelling over the top of each other to share your stories and opinions first

he would absolutely love your pastel hair, and would love to wrap a strand around his finger especially when you were making out

you were both fans of physical affection, so he would always have his hand in yours or his arm wrapped around your waste

or just making out in general really

he would love versing you in quidditch, though he would constantly get distracted by “how amazing her bum looks in her quidditch robes”

he would often find you in the kitchens with the house elves, helping them bake (they mostly refused to let you help but after you told them that it helped with making you feel better they eventually complied) and when you were finished and were taking your treats up to your house for your friends to enjoy, theyd always load you up with extras anyway

your knack for cooking helped you in potions, and you were the top of the class

before you and sirius got together he would always walk over to your desk, lean casually on the table and ask you if it would be possible for you to tutor him because he was so “bad at it” (he was generally somewhere near the top of the class, it was the one class he really liked)

“you're second from the top, Black, you don't need my help” “always room for improvement, Y/N, always room for improvement”

or “are you trying to prevent me from learning? what a crime! excUSE ME, PROF-!” as you clamped a hand over his mouth so stop his yelling and draw attention to the both of you

liked to make out with you in dark corners of the hallways, no matter how many people were watching, even though you walked away red in the face from embarrassment

he would know he really stuffed up (maybe he lied to you about something or was flirting with someone else) when you went really quiet, because while other people might see this as normal behaviour for you, there was not a single moment between the two of you when both of you were quiet

he’d try to make it up to you and apologise profusely but it wasn't until you accidentally hit him with a bludger once during a game that you spoke to him after a few days (of course he was knocked out for almost an entire day) but as soon as he woke up, he smiled, knowing you were no longer mad at him and whispered how much he loved you as he leaned up in the hospital bed to kiss you

@faithfulpuppy hope you love it heaps and have an amazing day/night!!!

#its harry pooter does ships #its harry pooter #ships #marauders ship #hp ship #Harry Potter ship #harry potter #sirius black #sirius black x reader #reader x sirius black #remus lupin #James potter #lily evans #peter pettigrew #hogwarts #hufflepuff x gryffindor

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jasondean · 7 years ago

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i'm sending you the first thing i thought of when i tried to think of an ask to send you. so. here's this cursed thing. heathersstuck.

ohhh my god okay first of all im gonna preemptively apologize for how long this is about to be.

another disclaimer that this is all gonna be based on my knowledge of the alternia that we see in homestuck itself because i havent gotten super into hiveswap yet. and, as we all know, any good homestuck au is one where the contending canon is thrust into the homestuck universe as opposed to the other way around. so im gonna spare everyone the painful ideation of plucking a small handful from the VAST homestuck cast just to put them into the plot of heathers

im ALSO gonna preface that im thinking about the heathers film while writing this, not the musical. and im not gonna go into anything regarding martha, betty, kurt, or ram because i think focusing on the main cast is enough for right now lol.

anyway, potential positions in the blood caste system as well as god tier assignments under the cut!

so ive definitely thought about this on several occasions and ive seen some heatherstuck content where the heathers are trolls right. the thing is, the color symbolism from both media dont line up. and the heathers being drawn to keep their original colors just doesnt work out with the hemospectrum. like no way is heather chandler a red blood or mutant blood (imo itd make sense for jd to have mutant blood). the heathers being red, yellow, and green blooded would just make them a group of lowbloods and that doesnt fit with the power structure depicted in either canon.

heather chandler would absolutely have fuchsia blood! i couldnt imagine it any other way. duke could maybe get away with being jade blooded because thatd put her in the midblood range but also what does that leave for mcnamara? i dont really have a good answer for that right now but -

the heathers themselves aside, veronica would actually be pretty well suited for being some kind of blueblood (teal or cerulean maybe?) veronica being blue blooded would put her in a position of enough privilege to be taken under chandlers wing but also not privileged enough to naturally be at the top.

jd would probably be rust or mutant blooded. but its also fun to consider: purple blood? since those in that blood class are more susceptible to becoming more ..unhinged. however, i personally favor rust or mutant blooded since i am partial to reds and it would help play into his hatred of society.

trolls or not though theyd all be destined for something right? so im gonna move onto potential god tiers.

now this is where my laptop cut out so most of the classpect analyses themselves come with help fom http://dahniwitchoflight.tumblr.com

im imagining veronica as a rogue of space. first of all, space players are CRUCIAL to a session as one of the cardinal aspects (space & time making up the fabric of paradox space). its been said by calliope that space can be a passive aspect that holds great power, “hosting the stage before suddenly in some way ‘showing who the master truly is’” and then collapsing in on itself. space players are essential to sessions because it falls on them to light the forge which is necessary for the process of ultimate alchemy (creating the next universe) - and that aside, the idea of veronica collecting and breeding frogs is incredibly cute to me.

“Those bound to the aspect of Space are, as the name suggests, concerned with the big picture. They are patient, masters of the art of ‘wait-and-see’, and are inclined to take things as they come. That isn’t to say that they’re pushovers or willing to let injustice lie-they just choose their battles wisely, understanding that sometimes you have to let something burn to the ground in order to build it back better and stronger than before. To this effect, they tend to be innovators, concerned with creation and redemption. Catch them recycling the old to make the new, the fresh, and the beautiful. For the Space-bound, the journey is as, if not more, important than the destination; how they do something is as important as what they do. At their best, they are steady, impartial, and creative. At their worst, they can be detached, apathetic, and vague.” – this description of space players comes from the extended zodiac quiz itself

rogues invite theft through their aspect or theft of their aspect. they have problems coping with their aspect or their supposed lack of it, they think that they cant handle it which causes them to give it up too easily. the challenge rogues face is to come to terms with their aspect and own it.

heres a bit on rogues of space specifically: “They might have a tendency to quickly change the subject into others things or cover their interests up to distract from what they perceive to be their failed creations. They may feel uncomfortable with the thought that everything is random and meaningless in the universe, or that it is what you make of it, because they often think they don’t know what to make of it. They may feel lonely at times and feel like they have too much Space to themselves, wanting to fill it up with other people and things. They might lower their standards to the point that they give up their personal Space to someone not worthy enough, just so they won’t feel alone.On the flip side they might feel like they have too much stuff, maybe because they invite others to use up their Space, giving it away too readily, lamenting their lack of impatience with others, or the ability to say no to people. […] a Rogue’s challenge is to learn to be comfortable with their Aspect, and allow the healthy parts of it to enter their lives. They must learn to be okay with what they have right now, that they have it within themselves to change things and make them better. They don’t have to give up so easily.”

jd seems like hed obviously be a prince of doom and this feels self explanatory but. princes are described as being stubborn and pessimistic and they actively destroy using their class / destroy through their class. a princes challenge is to not end up destroying themselves along the way. doom aspect because not only does it pretty much encompass chaos, but the symbol (and the aspect itself has been speculated to be) pretty clearly draws from The Tumor which is. a giant fucking bomb essentially. another fun tidbit about doom players is that they are DEATH MAGNETS they die a LOT and its theorized that for this reason sburb has a sort of game mechanic in place to help balance that out by granting doom players multiple dream selves. i just think itd be really fun to see a sburb session where jd (maybe) cant be kept down by dying. doom is also associated with judgement and sacrifice, and have been said to be “fates chosen sufferers.” “doom players are wise, kind, and non judgmental at their best and bitter, resentful, and fatalistic at their worst.”

and while i definitely think the doom class is fitting for jd im stuck between prince and bard? bards are the embodiment of the “wild card”. they allow destruction through their aspect / invite destruction through their aspect and their challenge is to not be ruled by the whims of their aspect. and im just now thinking that while this does make sense in its own way, princes and bards are active / passive opposites and i cant really imagine jd being the more laid back of the two. hes just too extra, lol. although i love the idea of jd being in that ridiculous bard getup

heres some insight to princes of doom: “A Prince of Doom unapologetically pushes people way past their own limits. They are truly passionate, even almost crazy activists. They hate being told no or that they can’t do something, but are more likely to simply destroy or kill the person who said no then prove them otherwise. Depending on what kind of situation or session they find themselves in, and whether or not what they do is really needed at the moment, they can be heaven sent saviors, freeing people from what binds them, or terrifying dictators, ruling over people and enforcing their will wherever they want, letting nothing and no one limit what they do. […] They likely use Bombs and Fire as their main weapons. They have a lot of potential to go down a very destructive or even evil path if they use their powers irresponsibly, but not every Prince of Doom is automatically evil or will Doom their session.“

heather chandler i can definitely see being a witch of rage. witches manipulate using their aspect or manipulate their aspect directly and their challenge is to use their rule breaking powers in a morally conscious way.

heres some info about witches of rage: “You don’t tell a Witch of Rage anything, they tell you. Anything you have to say they can Reject with Doubt, Negativity and Skepticism and be like ‘No you’re wrong, it’s actually this way.’ They manipulate fear, mistrust and anger, either lowering it or making you believe it’s not all that bad, even if it is. Or they can amplify it, making you paranoid and afraid of even mundane things. […] They can be ‘loose cannons’ and this can be good or bad, depending on how good you are on getting them on your side and keeping them there. Their entire moral challenge lies in the choice between using their powers on their allies or their enemies, like most witches.”

heather duke would likely be a maid of mind. a maid creates with their aspect / creates their aspect, and a maids challenge is to rely on themself for their aspect. this absolutely isnt to say that duke cannot think for herself at the beginning of the story by any means.

here’s a bit about maids of mind: “At first they tend to defer to the decisions of the group rather than be a part of them and are more focused on watching and waiting and seeing how other people make decisions. […] When a Maid of Mind starts rising to their challenge, they start deciding for themselves what roles they need to play and when. […] They may just have an apathetic and indifferent personality in general. They start letting their thoughts and decision be known and have an effect instead of just referring to others and blending in.”

and finally heather mcnamara would probably be a page of heart. (i had a hard time coming up with a god tier for her since, if im being honest, shes not a character i pay much attention to.) pages invite exploitation of their aspect / invite exploitation through their aspect. they start with a deficit in their aspect that they overcome through (obvious) overcompensation. their challenge is to keep at things, even if they fail or the journey is slow, to become stronger in the end.

bit about pages of heart: “They can be very over dramatic in their emotional displays, blowing up every little thing completely out of proportion and giving disproportionate emotional responses to almost everything. […] They can be easily exploited through all of this by other people who either take advantage of the Page’s emotions and empathy, or take advantage of the Page’s obsessions and desires, using it against them. […] When they rise up to their challenge, they start learning to be more balanced and sincere with their emotions, their affections, and with themselves. They learn how to be passionate, sincere and truly honest with themselves and others.”

and all of this is just SOME of the possibilities of what could happen in a homestuck heathers au. would they all be in the same session? would they all be trolls? would the heathers & veronica be in their own session and jd be in his own session that ends up intertwining together? theres literally SO MANY possibilities when it comes to homestuck aus and i love that shit.

now that ive spent so much time speculating all this its time to deposit myself directly into the dumpster

#heathers #homestuck #i cant believe im about to use this tag but #heathersstuck #or wait #heatherstuck #i think single s feels more right #anyway #stupidestquestion #are you happy #.txt

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