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girlatrocity · 4 months ago
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I was thinking what if her hair looks different because of toga's blood transplant which makes no sense scientifically but actually guys it's possible w the power of love ☝🏻
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amaiwrites · 5 months ago
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MHA GIRLS AS YOUR CLASSMATE
What it would be like to be classmates with the 1-A girls!
mha girls x gn!reader hcs! (can be read as platonic or romantic) ochako, momo, jiro, mina, tsuyu and hagakure
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OCHAKO URARAKA, who passes you little notes everyday. It could be a question like “wanna hang out after school?” or just a cute drawing, but you often see a little folded paper on your desk. 
It’s the middle of class and you just noticed something on your desk. a folded paper with a tiny pink heart drawn on top. You look over to Ochako, who’s too busy writing down notes about the lesson to notice you smiling at her.
You open the paper, reading the content inside. “hey, wanna hang out after school? :D” is written in black ink. you take your pencil and write on her note “ofc <3” and slide it back to her. 
Ochako reads the note, smiling over at you before going back to her notes. 
MOMO YAOYOROZU, who helps you study. If you space off in class, she’ll let you copy off her notes. She even invites you to her dorm for study dates, because she “has fun helping you with your academics.”
“Y/n?”
You snap out of your thoughts, looking over at Momo. “Yeah?”
“You haven’t written down any notes.” You look at Momo’s paper with half of the page already filled— then at yours, which is empty. 
“Here, you can copy off mine, but pay more attention next time!” Momo tilts her notebook towards you slightly, and you thank her for helping and start writing.
Momo tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. “We can also study at my dorm later, if you want.”
You nod your head in agreement, making Momo smile. 
KYOKA JIRO, who gives you her airpod in a boring class so you can both listen to music. She’ll usually play loud rock music but sometimes you’ll convince her to turn it down so she can at least try to focus. 
You let out a sigh, only loud enough for you, and Jiro, to hear. She looks over at you, then digs through her bag and pulls out her airpods case. You take an airpod from her and she puts on her “punk rock” playlist.
You take a few minutes to not pay attention to Mr. Aizawa, lightly tapping your feet to the rhythm of the music. After one or two songs, you turn to face Jiro. 
“Hey, maybe we should try to pay attention a little bit, that looks like some stuff we should know…”
Jiro shrugs. “Yeah, you’re right.” she turns her music down some, giving you a thumbs up before she starts writing. 
MINA ASHIDO, who is always talking to you during class. It doesn’t bother you at all, but Aizawa often has to interrupt his teaching to tell her to pay attention. Due to all of her talking she doesn’t get the best grades, but you try your best to help her!
“Hey Y/n? Me and the squad are gonna be hanging out in my room if you wanna come! It’ll be fun!” Mina whisper shouts, a grin on her face.
“I’ll be there!” You whisper back, already excited to be there to see the bakusquad shenanigans.
“Oh, did you hear that-“ 
“Mina, stop talking in my class, or i will send you to detention.” Aizawa clears his throat and goes back to his lesson. Mina grabs your arm and has a displeased look on her face.
“i’ll tell you later..” She says, and then she tries to focus on the lesson. You can clearly see that she’s confused.  
“I could help you later if you want.” You offer, and Mina wraps you up in a hug.
“I love you Y/n thank you!!” she exclaims not in a whisper voice and you quickly shush her. Luckily Aizawa didn’t hear anything.
TSUYU ASUI, who is always giving you little snacks and packing your lunch for you. Sometimes she’ll even bring delicious homemade food!
Your stomach grumbles and you look around to see if anyone noticed— but they didn’t. You forgot to eat breakfast and it’s the class before lunch, so you’re starving. You stare at the clock, willing it to go faster. 
“Y/n? Are you hungry, kero? I made chocolate cookies if you want some.” Your eyes light up at Tsu’s words and you eagerly nod your head. 
Tsu hands you a cookie and you take a bite of it immediately. “Mmm!” you whisper because you‘re not really supposed to be eating in class, “These are so good, thank you!”
“im glad you like them, kero.” Tsu says, taking a bite of her cookie as well.
TORU HAGAKURE, who always lets you borrow her school supplies. Pencils, highlighters, erasers, anything you need!
“Okay class, take out your pencil and notebook. You’re gonna need them for this assignment.” Mr. Aizawa says. You pull out your notebook but after searching for two minutes, you realize that you have no pencil.
Hagakure taps you on the shoulder. “Y/n? Here, take this.” She holds out a sky blue pencil with little clouds on the sides.
“Thanks!” You say, “You’re really awesome for letting me use your school supplies, Hagakure. I owe you one!”
You can’t see Hagakure’s expression, but she sounds like she’s flustered. “O-oh, it’s no problem! I’m happy to help.”
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i reposted this from my old account but i improved the writing a lot lol
taglist ✧ @sara4uuu (open, ask to be added!)
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sourdoughsourness · 3 months ago
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Assignment - Shigaraki x Cheerleader!reader Chapter three
Part two:
“Wanna meet the gang at Zots?” Bakugou asked as he pulled out of the school parking lot. 
You really didn't want to. After everything that happened you just wanted to go home and curl up in bed on your phone for a few hours. Not to mention you were still pretty pissed at his display earlier. 
“I'm supposed to eat dinner with my family tonight,” you lied. You were a bit surprised at just how easily the lie slipped out. Bakugou should know why you're mad. Him acting like nothing happened was getting on your nerves. You turned to the window to stare out instead hoping that maybe he'd finally get the hint.
“Are you going to invite me?” he asked as he slowed down for a light. 
“No.”
“Oh,” he said, “okay then.”
That was the final straw. You just couldn't take it anymore. “What did Mina tell you?” You demanded, skipping the chit chat and cutting right to the chase. 
He smirked at you and boy did it just make you more upset. “Mina didn't tell me a thing,” his voice was about as smug as that stupid smirk on his face. He reached into the glovebox and pulled out a cigarette. You sneered and looked back out your window. 
He had promised smoking was a rare occurrence, but lately it had become so much more frequent than that. You hated when he smoked. It smelled awful and he didn't even have the courtesy to open a window. 
“Kirishima told me.” 
Ah, there it was. Of fucking course. Mina must have told Kirishima since you asked her not to tell Bakugou. Obviously Kirishima, being Bakugou's best friend and all, must have relayed it to him at football practice. You could already hear Mina’s taunting voice asking what the issue was because she did what you asked. You had a headache. This day was way too much, you wished you could wake over and redo it instead. 
“Listen,” you said, “we're paired up for a stupid project in Swanson's class. That's all. He doesn't want to do it with me either so just leave him alone.” Did Bakugou not even realize he could have made you a target? You shuddered at the thought of Shigaraki being pissed at you. You'd heard the rumors and were well aware of what he was capable of. 
“So he wrote his number on your hand?” Bakugou asked, his expression darkening. He took another turn, this one much too sharp. You hated when he did that. It was like his way of throwing a tantrum and frankly, it scared you. 
“Nevermind. Just take me home.”
He turned to face you, “would you just chill out?” he growled before turning back to the road. “All I told him was not to talk to you. I don't get why you're making this such a big deal.” he took a long draw from his cigarette as if he was trying to calm himself down. 
You rolled down your window to get some fresh air in the car. You were pissed and if it took petty actions for him to notice just how upset you were then so be it. All he had to do was apologize, but that might bruise his fragile ego. 
“What?” He asked, now with an amused smile. “Excuse me for not wanting a crusty stalker freak writing on my girlfriend.” 
All you could do was glare at him. He just shrugged in return like that excused him or something. You folded your arms and faced forward deciding to give him the silent treatment. You knew it was childish, but at this point you didn't care. Unfortunately your plan backfired because the rest of the ride he didn't say a word. He just smiled like he thought you were being cute.
Once he reached your driveway he got out to open your door for you like he always did, but you were already getting out yourself. You slammed the door shut behind you. 
“What gives?” he asked.
You ignored him and marched to your porch. Either his brain was turned off and he somehow still didn't understand why you were upset, or he just didn't care. Neither option sounded great.
“(Y/N),” he called. “Babe!”
It was the underlying laughter and the hint of amusement that caused your anger to smell even more. He still wasn't taking you seriously. You refused to let him convince you you were overreacting.
“Fine then.” he called after you. “I guess I'll just leave your stuff on the porch.” 
You paused at the front of your porch and turned around. Ugh. How could you be so stupid? Your gym bag had been in his trunk and now he stood there dangling it from his hand.
You were annoyed at yourself for not remembering it and annoyed at him for that huge ass grin on his face. You stomped back through the yard and snatched it from his hands.
“Ooh, feisty now,” he said with a wink.
“Katsuki,” you snapped, “you didn't have to do that.” 
“Aw come on Princess, you heard what I said. I was just giving him a little talk.” 
“I heard you threaten him!” You exclaimed
“I didn't threaten him. You must have imagined it.” He laughed. That fucker laughed and shook his head at you like you were crazy. 
“If you think that was a little talk I don't even want to imagine what a threat from you would be like. Goodbye.” You huffed and turned back around to finally head inside. 
“Okay baby,” he sighed, “love you.” 
You almost returned the sentiment out of habit, but instead pursed your lips and continued walking. You knew he was only prying for a response to try and get himself off the hook. 
“All right. Tell your dad I said hi.” 
You flung the door open and marched into your house.
You barely heard him yell after you, “change your mind and you know where we'll be.” You would most definitely not be changing your mind.
You shut the door behind you and dropped your bag with an exhausted sigh. You stayed by the door motionless as you heard Bakugou slam the trunk shut followed by the slam of the driver's door. Just as you were about to cave and rush back outside you heard his engine rev and he took off, music blasting and tires squealing.
“I don't understand what you see in this game,” you mumbled, chewing on a slice of pizza. Your parents had gone out for the night which left you with your younger brother Kota. His entire 12-year old existence revolved around video games. You shuddered at the mental image of him playing on a switch in class like Shigaraki. 
That's it. You have got to stop thinking about him. This is getting absolutely ridiculous. You blamed Bakugou and Mina for making the whole situation such a big deal. Sure, it was weird, uncomfortable, and kinda creepy, but you could deal with that. Your friends making you Shigaraki’s enemy on the other hand, you couldn't.  
“It's the same thing over and over with a background change,” you complained. 
“No it's not,” Kota said and tilted the controller to the right as if that would make the character go any faster.
You narrowed your gaze on Kota's outfit. He hadn't even bothered changing after getting home from school and instead just plopped himself down right in front of the TV. 
“What's the difference then?” You asked. You weren't very interested in the answer, but any distraction would help right now.
“Each level gets harder,” he explained, this time leaning to the left with his controller to get the character to do the same. “Duh. then eventually you'll get to the final boss.”
You glanced down at your hand. Somehow the black numbers were still faintly visible. “Sounds like a foul disease.”
“Your face is a foul disease. Now shut up so I can concentrate.”
You rolled your eyes and sighed. You leaned your head on your hand with your elbow resting against the arm of the couch. You eyed your phone you'd set on the coffee table once you got home. You hadn't wanted to risk seeing texts from Bakugou or your friends because you knew eventually you'd give in. You hadn't dared leave it upstairs in your room though. Just in case the trailer Mina called. Or Bakugou. 
You couldn't get it out of your mind though. The way Shigaraki had glared at you in the hallway. He probably thought you sent Bakugou after him. You bet he thought you had run crying straight to your big scary boyfriend, told him what happened, then sent him to go threaten him. 
Absent-mindedly you ran your fingers over the back of your hand, over the now faint numbers. If you really concentrated you could still feel him writing. The sensation of the pen, the sharp ballpoint, even the weight of his hand. 
It was all too much and you found yourself unnerved all over again. You scratched your hand lightly desperately trying to remove the sensation. Were you guys even still going to be working on the project together?
Your eyes snapped to your phone and lingered. You really didn't want to, but you knew you should. You needed to know. 
“Don't burn the house down,” you snapped at Kota as you snatched your phone and stood up.
You paced into the kitchen as you turned on your phone. You stared closely at your hand praying the numbers were visible enough to put in your phone. It was hard to tell whether one was a 6 or 9, but fuck it, it was a 50/50 chance.
“Hello?” A man's voice answered. That was definitely not Shigaraki. Was it his dad? Why would his dad answer his cell phone though. 
“Uh, yes, could I uh, speak to -” you glanced up at the stovetop clock and gasped quietly. It was 9:30. 
“Hello?” The voice asked.
“Oh, I -- sorry!” you sputtered remembering what he had said about calling after 9. 
Automatically your thumb moved and ended the call in a panic. You stared at the phone as it went silent, almost like you were scared they were going to speak again. 
Now, thinking about it, it was kind of an odd thing to say: don't call after nine. Why wouldn't she be able to call after nine. Did that mean she could text? Why didn't he just tell her to text in the first place? Was nine when he went back to his tomb? Did the guy have insanely strict parents with a ridiculous curfew for him? Why was he so weird? 
You wandered distractedly back into the living room. Kota was right where you had left him: in front of the TV staring at the bright orange GAME OVER screen while a voice cackled in the background. 
“Oh man,” he threw the controller against the coffee table.
“Hey! Watch it!” You yelled.
He got up, grabbed the controller, then settled back down on the couch getting ready to restart the game. 
“Can't we watch TV or something?” You asked with a sigh. He shook his head. “Kota you've been playing that nonstop!” You snatched the remote from him.
“Don't!” He launched at you to try and get the remote back causing you to drop your phone. Sometimes he could be a little shit. 
“Don't you have friends or something? Or even homework to do?” You asked, pulling on the remote.
“Don't you?” He snarled, yanking it back.
Suddenly your phone rang. Kota quickly dropped the remote and launched for your phone. “Hello?” He answered it.
You grabbed for your phone, but your brother was faster and darted out of the way.
“Yeah, sure,” he said, “hold on.” smiling he turned to you and waved the phone. “It's your boyfriend!”
You charged at your brother ready for a fight. You did not need him interfering with your phone calls. 
“Trade?” He asked with a shit eating grin holding your phone behind him. 
“Ugh! Fine! Just give me my phone you loser.” You tossed the remote down at the carpet. He tossed your phone to you as he dove for the remote and you barely caught it. 
Finally, you pressed the phone to your ear and covered your other ear to block out the obnoxious video game music.
“Katsuki?”
“Not likely,” came the scratchy reply.
A wave of panic shot through you. 
“How did you get my number?” 
“Relax,” his tone went from cold to almost mocking. “We have caller ID. You called me.”
“Oh.” You cringed. You felt pretty stupid. You glanced at your brother before deciding to slip into another room to get out of his earshot. “Well listen,” you said, searching for the words you wanted to say earlier. “I just wanted you to know that I didn't tell Bakugou about the whole number thing.” 
“I wasn't hitting on you,” he said as if he was the one setting your record straight. “If nothing else, you're not my type.”
Your jaw dropped. “Uh, yeah,” you said, trying to ignore the embarrassment crawling over you. You wanted to throw your phone at the wall and curl up and die all at the same time. “I never said I thought you were -”
“Well, clearly your little bitch of a boyfriend felt threatened.”
“Look, I talked to him about it,” you sighed. “He just gets like that sometimes.” It was a pathetic excuse, but really what else could you say. It was the truth after all. 
“Well. I guess it doesn't matter as long as he has his little pet cheerleader to make excuses for him,” he spat. 
Now he was making you mad too. Everyone just wanted to piss you off today it seemed. “You know what -” but he didn't let her finish
“If you're not bailing on the project, I'll be at the main library tomorrow,” he said in an accusing tone. “At one. And don't bring your brainless little guard dog.”
“But it's a Saturday,” you protested.
“You've got to be fucking kidding me,” he hissed.
You started to say fine, you'd be there. You paused though, at the sound of a voice calling him in the background - a man, though they sounded different than the one who had answered the phone earlier.
“Nevermind,” Shigaraki snapped. “I'll do it by myself.” The line went dead.
You bit down on your lip and pulled your phone away from the ear. You wanted to scream, smash your phone, or shove it into a blender. 
Instead, you Shoved your phone in your pocket and stomped upstairs. 
Just what exactly was his type anyway? Bride of fucking Frankestein? 
Whatever it was it was certainly Not chapstick. 
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tiny-pretty-sana · 11 months ago
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be as one | twice
pairings: nayeon x jeongyeon, momo x mina, sana x jihyo genre: christmas fluff warnings/tags: au, unnie line as mothers, school meal club as kids, twice reunion, stablished relationships, domestic fluff, christmas day, subtle past angst, now proofreaded and edited w/c: 11.3 K a/n: i wanted to post this for christmas but it's too cute to stay in my drafts, so take it as a belated christmas gift from me 🧸🤎
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"Aren't you excited to meet the dogs?" Sana asks the little girl in the back seat as Jihyo watches her from the rearview mirror. 
Tzuyu looks at her with her eyes wide open and nods her head sheepishly, being so shy you wouldn’t tell she has been waiting a whole week to meet not one but three doggies as promised by her new moms, Sana and Jihyo. They also told her she will meet two girls like her and their mothers, but this part of the deal is not as thrilling for her. 
She is a really shy kid. She gets nervous in crowded places and it takes her a while to feel comfortable around new people. It took her around five visits to start talking back to Jihyo and Sana and she finally told them she wanted to go home with them after six months of almost weekly visits. So the idea of meeting six new people at the same time is not very appealing, that is why their moms have made sure their friends bring their dogs too. 
Tzuyu loves dogs and Sana and Jihyo love Tzuyu. They are both willing to do whatever it takes to make her feel comfortable, safe, protected, cared for and heard. 
A month ago she arrived home, since then the three of them are adjusting to their new life together. It is still an ongoing process, but with these small steps they hope that little by little this will become their new normal as a family.   Soon she will have to start school, so when Jeongyeon told them that her sister had rented a hanok for her to spend Christmas with her family and invited them to join them with Momo and Mina as well, they did not hesitate to accept the offer. It would be the perfect opportunity to introduce them to Tzuyu and besides, their daughter could start socializing with children her age and it might go better than their attempts to get her to interact with other kids at the park.
A little farther away, in Jeongyeon and Nayeon's car, Chaeyoung asks her moms in concern "Does Tzuyu like strawberries?" while absent-mindedly caressing Kookeu that sleeps resting his head on the girl’s lap.
Jeongyeon sighs after losing count of how many questions her daughter has asked them about the new member of their unique family. After finding out she is not a baby but a six-year-old girl like her, her interest increased and she has been asking nonstop about her. Things like her favorite color, if she likes painting or drawing, what food she likes and a dozen other things that Nayeon and Jeongyeon can only answer by saying she can ask them herself when they arrive.
Something similar happens with Dahyun, although her questions are undoubtedly much more complicated,probably due to the one-year difference between the two. It all started because she doesn't understand how her aunts have had a daughter of Chaeyoung's age instead of a baby. “I don't get it,” she says, crossing her arms slightly frustrated and looking at her mother with distrust. "It doesn't make sense, mommy" she says fussing and raising her voice slightly "How can auntie Sana have a 6 year old girl in her belly? She can't fit in! And auntie Jihyo is even smaller!" she whines.
In the driver's seat, Momo tries to contain her laughter, but can't help letting out a chuckle at her last statement. Next to her, Mina just giggles as she realizes the reason behind her daughter’s worry, maybe they should have had a conversation about this whole thing earlier and not on the way to meet Tzuyu. However, with everything that Mina has had on her mind these past few weeks she has been letting the now inevitable conversation slide.
"Honey, Tzuyu doesn't come from Sana's or Jihyo's belly. Remember when we talked about the different types of families there are?" Mina begins to explain.
"Yes" Dahyun nods energetically. "Some people have a daddy and a mommy, other people have two daddies or two mommies and sometimes they have just a mommy like me, but there are as many types of families as there are colors" she quotes the explanation her mother has given her so many times.
Mina can't help but smile as she hears her daughter repeat word for word the phrase she has told her every time she leaves the father's information blank on school trip authorizations, when other children ask her where her dad is, or that time she had to make a family tree as homework. Her daughter knows these words by heart and she can only hope that Dahyun truly feels this way. 
"That’s right love” she asserts. “There are also children who don't have parents and there are families who don't have children, so they adopt those children and become a family. Tzuyu used to have no mommy and daddy, but now she lives with Sana and Jihyo who are her mommies".
She speaks slowly taking into consideration every word that comes out of her mouth, trying to simplify it as best as she can, so that the information can be processed by the child's brain. Mina knows she has to make it easy and clear while discussing it with the importance that such a topic requires. 
During the explanation Dahyun listens attentively and her mother can see her opening her mouth slightly showing the gap left by her baby teeth that are no longer there. Mina immediately recognizes that look, her daughter is considering all this new information and she gives her some time. 
"What does it mean to adopt?" she asks, frowning at the new word. 
This time it is Momo who gives an answer "It means they take her home to live with them and now they take care of her, give her hugs, help her get dressed, feed her...just like I did with Boo and-".
But before Momo can illustrate the definition, she is cut off by a slap from Mina on her thigh. 
"Oh my god you're not comparing the dogs to Sana and Jihyo's daughter" Mina scolds her in a hushed tone so Dahyun can't hear her. 
"Sorry" Momo mutters as she turns her attention back to the road.
The conversation is interrupted by Boo’s bark after hearing his name, still this distraction is not enough to stop the gears in the kid's mind. Both adults are willing to indulge her curiosity whether she is aware of the weight of the matter they are talking about or if this is just part of her ‘why?’ phase.  
"But if she wasn’t in no one's belly, why is she their daughter?". 
"She doesn't need to be in any of your aunt's belly" Mina smiles softly "Don't you love Momo?" she tries.
"I love Momo" she says, nodding quickly. 
"And I love you, Dubu" Momo speaks again with a big smile. 
"And she's your family, right?" Mina already knows the answer. It is something that has been confirmed by all the drawings pinned on the fridge door with three stick figures surrounded by hearts and joined by two circles with ears that are supposed to be Boo and Dobby. 
"Yes!".
"But you weren't in her belly and Momo takes care of you just like I do. She makes you breakfast, walks you to school, takes care of you when you are sick, dances with you and lets you sit on the counter while she cooks. She loves you just like I do" she says, watching Momo's cheeks blush.
"MOMO IS ALSO MY MOTHER?!” she screams shocked by this newly found fact. Still surprised, she adds a second question  “CAN I CALL HER MOM?" Dahyun screams again, causing Momo to almost swerve the car.
This time there is only one person who can answer the question, so Mina just looks at her partner with the most loving gaze while Momo is short-circuiting. It's not as if the conversation has never come up before, the two have talked about it many times and she knows that, to Momo, Dahyun is her daughter and that she loves her as such. Even if she hasn't vocalized it yet at least consciously. On some occasions the little girl has called her “mom” or “mommy”, but she always assumed she did it accidentally, so to hear from her own mouth that she wants to call her the same way she does with Mina is a big deal.
“S-sure” Momo stutters after a few seconds and just smiles widely.
Beside her, Mina feels like her chest is going to burst as she grabs Momo's hand and looks at her smiling with eyes sparkling with love. The truth is that for some time now when she thinks of family she no longer thinks only of Dahyun and her older brother but also of Momo, Boo and Dobby. When she thinks of family she thinks of her friends whom she sees as sisters and her daughters whom she sees as nieces. It's just a word, but it makes it all more real. They are a family. 
In the front seats both women do their best to hold their tears back, behind them Dahyun starts rambling about how she will tell Chaeyoung that now she has two mothers too and that her mom can cook just like Jeongyeon, so she has a mom and a mommy who can cook yummy things as if it's some kind of competition. They know that at some point they will have to tell her that she should not brag about these things to other children, but for now they let her enjoy the moment.
The way is long, but they all think it is worth it when they see the stunning place that Jeongyeon's rich and famous sister has rented as a belated birthday present and an early Christmas present so that they can enjoy this holiday with their other family, the one that her sister and sister-in-law have built and chosen. The gift was well received and greatly appreciated by all, except for Mr. and Mrs. Yoo. Jeongyeon's parents did not like the idea of not spending Christmas spoiling their only granddaughter, but when her daughter told them that it would be a good opportunity to meet the newly adopted daughter of Jihyo and her wife, they were quick to ask her and Nayeon to organize a lunch at their house with all the kids. It took them only a few hours to buy matching pajamas for Chaeyoung and the other girls.
Now they are all in the large traditional style house surrounded by nature, away from the city, but close enough to a village not to be too isolated. The air is fresh, there is no pollution and the only thing that can be heard is the one or two birds, since at this time of the year most of them have flown to other places in search of higher temperatures. Without a doubt, it is the perfect place to celebrate Christmas and take a well-deserved rest that will last until the last days of the year. The truth is that there is still no agreement on whether they will celebrate the New Year here as well, but at least they will stay long enough to celebrate Sana's birthday together.
They all arrive around the same time and as soon as the cars stop two little girls who are a bundle of nerves  jump out of Jeongyeon and Jihyo's cars.
"BROOOOOOO!" they both scream at the same time as they do their – not so secret – handshake before melting into an embrace as if they hadn't seen each other a few days ago at school. 
Mina sighs and covers her face with her hand "I need to have a word with my brother" she says aloud as a reminder to herself. 
"I think she's so funny and adorable" Momo replies. 
"Momoring, you are the least objective person in the world when it comes to these two" she smiles at her girlfriend. "They can literally do anything and you'd say they're adorable." 
Between all the fuss caused by the two children, who are slightly over a meter tall, Tzuyu goes almost unnoticed for a few seconds as she clings to Sana's leg and grabs Jihyo's hand with her other hand.
"These are Chaeyoung and Dahyun, I promise you they are usually quieter" Jihyo informs Tzuyu as Sana laughs at the sight of the two's handshake and greeting. 
At the sound of their names the two immediately turn their heads to their Aunt Jihyo and then to the girl holding her hand. Their eyes widen and point at her, then they look at their aunt again and it is Dahyun who speaks first.
"Is she Tzuyu?" she asks in excitement.
Jihyo and Sana nod at the same time while Tzuyu shyly waves her hand without saying a word. 
They again turn their gaze to Tzuyu and then look at each other. 
"You are very pretty" Chayeoung says, looking at her again. 
"You are very tall" Dahyun says.
“Thank you” Tzuyu says almost in a whisper while she tries to hide even more behind Sana’s legs.
The rest of the women, noticing how scared their new niece looks, decide to give her some space before starting the introductions. For now she has enough with their enthusiastic daughters. 
"Why don't we start taking things inside?" Jeongyeon asks, drawing the attention away from the timid girl. "You girls can give the dogs a walk so they can pee, since there are three I think we're going to need Tzuyu's help, don't you think?".
The children nod their heads and Tzuyu’s eyes light up at the suggestion, because since she got out of the car she hasn't taken her eyes off the three doggies still waiting in the cars for their seat belts to be unbuckled. 
"Tzuyu would love that, right?" Sana states as she crouches down to Tzuyu's height to explain that she is her friend Jeongyeon, the mom of Chaeyoung and a pomeranian named Kookeu.
She just nods and stays silent but lets herself be guided by Sana, who walks with her to Momo's car, where Dahyun starts with the introductions. She introduces herself first, then her mommy Mina, her mom Momo. The latter who introduces her to Boo and Dobby while she puts the leashes on them and hands Boo's to Dahyun and Dobby's to Tzuyu who, despite her shyness, is clearly filled with joy. 
At all times Sana stays by her side and gives her comforting glances every time she looks up and gently squeezes her hand reminding her that she is by her side. The gesture reassures Tzuyu who dares to thank Dahyun, Momo and Mina and then says in a whisper "I am Tzuyu, nice to meet you", just as her moms have taught her.
Dahyun smiles as she grabs the leash and seconds later Chaeyoung and Kookeu join in. This time, the oldest girl introduces Chaeyoung and Tzuyu formally, explaining that they are both the same age even though Chaeyoung is shorter and Tzuyu is even taller than Dahyun herself. Sana watches the interaction closely and can't help but laugh, her heart melts every time she sees Dahyun taking on the role of unnie as she usually does with Chae, and now doing it with her own daughter. She walks and watches over the three of them as they explore the surroundings of the house with the dogs before going inside while the rest of the mothers are taking bags and backpacks full of clothes, food, supplies and - of course - gifts out of the cars while the girls are distracted and out of sight.
"No, no, no, no" they hear Nayeon say as she takes some bags from her wife's hands. 
"Oh come on honey, are you serious?" grumbles Jeongyeon. 
"I'm dead serious, join Sana and the girls. I'm not going to let you carry anything."
"Nayeon... Even if I was you-know-what, I could carry this. I'm already following all the precautions and recommendations as well as having a bunch of vitamins, but I'm not going to be getting the pregnant woman treatment as if I can't do anything. I refuse to do that" she argues and in response receives a negative head shake. 
"Look, I have a good feeling so I'm not going to let you carry anything. And the only reason I'm letting you drive, for now, is because we both know that between you and me only one of us is capable of driving us safely to a house in the middle of the mountains. And obviously the one who owns a car with scratches in the three colors of the parking column is not the one".
"Don't tell me you scratched the car again" sighs Jeongyeon tiredly. 
"Don't change the subject and go inside the house now or go stretch your legs a bit with your daughter before we lose her among these plants that I'm sure are taller than her."
After hearing her reasoning, Jeongyeon has no choice but to accept his wife's suggestion and joins Sana, the three girls and the three dogs. 
Once inside the house, Nayeon, Momo, Jihyo and Mina put everything in order and catch up with each other. Since the friend group was formed they try to see each other regularly and in the case of Momo, Mina and Nayeon - along with Jeongyeon - they often see each other at school and occasionally on play dates in the park. However, with the hectic pace of work, raising their daughters and taking care of the house, sometimes it is almost impossible to meet all of them together. Besides the fact that Jihyo and Sana have been practically absent these last few months, since they spent some time preparing everything for Tzuyu's arrival at home, and that this last month has been entirely dedicated to adapting to this new situation. This is the main topic of conversation among the women who ask Jihyo how she is handling it, if it is difficult, assure her that the best is yet to come, ask her how Sana has been doing and give her some parenting tips.
Jihyo is euphoric, she and Sana are the extroverts of the group and in general she is a very vocal person, but it is more than obvious to everyone that she is more talkative than usual. It is not the first time they see her like this, she was the same way when she met Tzuyu for the first time and when they started the adoption procedure. They love to see their friends like this and Mina and Nayeon remember that feeling of being new moms and how their friends were there to share the joy, fears and doubts. For a moment they are both brought back to the times when they listened to them talk for hours about names, diapers, cribs, milk, clothes, ultrasounds and a thousand other things. 
In fact, it was Jihyo and Sana who were present during their pregnancies, respectively. Jihyo was the one who took Nayeon, who was suffering from contractions, to the hospital while Jeongyeon at her side told her how to breathe, even though she was the one who needed the breathing exercises the most at that moment. And well, Sana was even present when Mina gave birth to Dahyun taking the place of the biological father - or the sperm donor as Sana calls him -.
Momo, despite being the most recent addition to the group, almost three years ago, shares the excitement equally as the three of them listen to the first anecdotes that Sana and Jihyo have already experienced with Tzuyu at home. The truth is that they have all been hearing about her for more than half a year and although today they have finally met her, they already feel that they have known her for a long time and that she is part of their family. 
"And it looks like Jihyo and Sana aren't the only new moms in the group, right Momo?" asks Nayeon arching her eyebrows looking at her "new" best friend. 
Mina hearing it can't help but smile and Jihyo makes a surprised face, they both look at Momo who smiles shyly.
"That’s right" she says while still smiling "Dubu has officially given me the title".
"I was honestly surprised she hadn't called her mom by now. There are times she looks more like your daughter than mine" she says to Momo as she holds out her hand and strokes it with her thumb. 
Mina takes advantage of Nayeon bringing up the topic of conversation and explains that it all came up in the car talking about Tzuyu and the adoption thing. Nayeon almost gets tears of laughter listening to Dahyun's confusion with the logistics, and like Momo she can't help but let out a laugh when she hears that one of the things she was really worried about is that Jihyo would have had someone so big in her belly when she was so small. Nayeon, for her part thanks aloud that Chae's questions were not so complicated, although they all agree that she and Jeongyeon have admirable patience after hearing that the questions didn't stop during the three-hour drive. 
Jihyo's heart warms, despite her height being a joke even to her seven-year-old niece, listening to how the little ones have taken the news. It was a fact for her that both her friends and their daughters would welcome Tzuyu with open arms, but hearing the girls' doubts and their mothers' responses gives her peace of mind knowing that her daughter is surrounded by such wonderful people. For a while she felt guilty for not being able to give Tzuyu some grandparents to spoil her since the relationship with her own parents is non-existent and given that Sana's parents live in another country, but that thought disappears from her head when she listens to her friends. This is her family.
Not only is she comforted by listening to the three women but she takes note of their experiences and especially Mina's explanation to her daughter about the different types of families in case she ever has to use it with her daughter. 
"Wow that's great" says Jihyo excitedly "Tzuyu still calls us by our name from time to time, but at least she has stopped calling us Mrs. Jihyo and Mrs. Sana" she laughs.
Once everything is in place, Mina starts preparing tea for the adults and milkshakes for the girls. Chocolate for Dahyun, strawberry for Chaeyoun and for Tzuyu... When she is about to look for Jihyo to ask her about it, the three dogs run in followed by the two children, Jeongyeon and finally Tzuyu who hasn't left Sana's side the whole time. Seeing the cute scene makes Mina smile tenderly, it reminds her a bit of herself when she was a child, so she can't help but laugh a little as she imagines how such a shy girl will handle having the most outgoing people she knows as mothers, for now they seem to be handling it quite well. She doesn't remember seeing Sana this calm in her life. 
"Tzuyu, which milkshake do you prefer? We have chocolate, strawberry and vanilla" she asks her.
The girl looks first at her mother who gives her a little squeeze on the shoulder encouraging her to answer herself, even though she already knows the answer.
"Vanilla, please. Thank you" she replies immediately.
"Good choice. Dahyun is going to be delighted but you might break Chaeyoung's heart". 
"Don't worry about that part, Mitang. We brought that ice cream that has all three flavors and I think everyone will be happy" says Sana looking at her daughter. 
"Is Jihyo still competing with Nayeon for the favorite aunt spot?" Mina asks while Sana nods, rolling her eyes. "I think Nayeon brought the ingredients to make hot chocolate, I just hope Dahyun doesn't try to eat it all." 
Sana laughs and replies "If it happens let's hope then she won't get a stomach ache like that time. I just can't stop Jihyo, you know how she is. She is very sexy when she gets into competitive mode." 
"Have some decorum" she says laughing, covering half of her face with her hand and looking towards the little girl. "I can imagine, it's going to be fun when school starts. Remember when Nayeon almost got into a fight with a parent on sports day."
The two laugh while Tzuyu plays distractedly with her mom’s fingers and rings. The conversation does not last much longer because when the girl sees the dogs, she asks her mother to come with her to play with them.
As soon as Sana disappears from the kitchen Jeongyeon shows up, offering to help Mina, but they both know it's just an excuse. Like Momo and Nayeon, they haven't known each other practically all their lives - as is Jeongyeon's case with Nayeon and Jihyo - but from the beginning they connected very well and are now quite close probably because of how similar their personalities are. As people who sometimes deal with a bit of anxiety and have a tendency to overthink, they have found someone to lean on who understands them.
"You haven't done it yet, have you? "Jeongyeon asks Mina first. 
She shakes her head "I've tried, I promise. But the truth is I'm glad I waited, if you give me a hand tonight I think I will do it" she says, unable to hide her gummy smile as she thinks about it.
"Yeah sure, just tell me what you have in mind and we'll find time to set it up."
"Same goes for you, I overheard your conversation with Nayeon earlier. So if there's anything I can help with, let me know" she offers.
"Don't worry about me, I've got it all planned out, Mitang" she tells her as she starts placing the cups of tea and milkshakes on a tray. "Or should I say bro" she teases her. 
"Oh shut up Jeong, I'm regretting letting my brother babysit. The other day she called me 'bro'!" she says, making her friend laugh.
When Mina and Jeongyeon appear in the living room, they all sit around a table and start drinking tea while the girls drink their milkshakes, obviously Tzuyu's choice of flavor doesn't go unnoticed by the other two. Just as Mina predicted, Dahyun couldn't be happier to keep all the chocolate for herself while Chaeyoung is a little put off that her new friend doesn't share her passion for strawberries, although she is more reassured when she tells her that her favorite is vanilla but she also really likes strawberries. Chae and Dahyun soon get up to start exploring the house and play hide and seek while Tzuyu, still overwhelmed by all these new people, stays by herself playing with the dogs.
She talks to them, throws the ball and tries to teach them tricks although the only one who responds to her commands is Kookeu.  They all look at Tzuyu with adoring eyes as they see how tender she is with the animals while Nayeon's look of pride is directed at her beloved dog. Still she can't resist how adorable her new niece is so she takes the moment to introduce herself while showing her the tricks she has taught the pomeranian, making Tzuyu feel more comfortable. She is a shy and quiet girl and it is normal that the situation is too much for her, but as soon as they start talking about dogs, Nayeon gets to see the Tzuyu that Jihyo and Sana have already known within the walls of their home. She is lively, smiling, intelligent and can become talkative when the topic of conversation interests her, at least if it's about dogs.
After a while, Chayeoung goes to look for Tzuyu who is still playing with Kookeu and her mom while Dahyun makes a loud announcement for the adults. It seems that they have found a Christmas tree so big that it almost touches the ceiling with some boxes around it with all kinds of decorations in one of the rooms of the house, some of them similar to the ones they have at home and the ones they themselves have made at school. For the girls it is something magical and the adults let them believe it. 
The next few hours they are all together decorating the tree, both kids and adults, while talking, laughing and singing. The end result is... colorful and eclectic. The tree has lights, ornaments of different colors and shapes that they had at home, the girls have collaborated with diy decorations full of glitter and doodles and some stuffed animals and superhero toys and even Mina and Jeongyeon have made their contribution with ornaments made of LEGO. All that's left is to put the star on the top of the tree.
Deciding who puts the star turns into a rock-paper-scissors competition between Chaeyoung and Dahyun, but also between Nayeon and Jihyo who want their daughters to place the star. After three rounds, Sana encourages her wife who has already rolled up her shirt sleeves showing her shoulders and is wearing her cap backwards. It is not until Jeongyeon sees the same competitive expression on her wife and daughter's face that she decides to put an end to it. Fortunately, they make the wise decision to have the three girls together put on the star with the help of their mothers. Jeongyeon, being the tallest of them all, has no problem holding Chaeyoung in her arms. Mina is a little taller than Momo, but her daughter has grown up and she finds it harder to carry her in her arms as she did before, so the girl ends up in the arms of Momo. The same happens with Sana and Jihyo, however, Jihyo's strength does not make up for her height even though Tzuyu is quite tall so she reluctantly lets Sana hold Tzuyu while Nayeon looks at her amused.
Each one of their little hands holds a part of the star with the help of their mothers and it is Nayeon who captures the moment first with her film camera and then with her phone, sending the photos to the group chat instantly. As soon as she receives the photo, Mina smiles when she sees one of them with only Momo and her daughter in it and quickly makes it her new lockscreen. The camera stays in Nayeon's hands for the rest of the day. 
Decorating the tree together gets the youngest out of her shell, still she continues to play with the dogs, but she also starts playing with Dahyun and Chaeyoung. They run around the house for a while until Chaeyoung takes out her notebook, coloring books and crayons. In the kitchen Jeongyeon, Momo and Mina prepare lunch and in the dining room Sana, Jihyo and Nayeon set the table. The house is full of voices, laughter, jokes, curious questions from the girls and some barking from the dogs and also the children. When the food is ready all nine manage to adjust to the small table eating with their arms glued to the one next to them. They wouldn't change it for the world, but they comment that they should come back during the spring or summer so they might be able to eat at the large outdoor table under the sakura tree to enjoy the beautiful place where they are. From that moment some of them take out their phones and start looking at dates on the calendar, but Mina's mind travels to other places when she hears that the big tree outside the house is a sakura.
After eating and cleaning up together with the help of their daughters, they go around the house. Surprisingly, they get the girls to agree to take a nap, probably tired from being up early and having been awake throughout the long car ride. Jihyo joins them, as do Boo and Dobby who find a gap between Dahyun and Tzuyu, the younger one snuggles up to Jihyo's chest who even in her sleep puts her arms around her protectively, something that has come naturally to her.
In another room the rest have some Japanese sweets made by Mina and Momo with a game of cards between them, without Jihyo and Chaeyoung, there is no one to fuel Nayeon's competitiveness, leading to the most peaceful card game they have had in their life. It's certainly something that tends to happen when Nayeon is around Mina as long as Jihyo and some kind of game, competition or betting isn't also present and it seems that Tzuyu has that same effect on her mothers. But like all good things, the quiet is short lived and in less than an hour the girls wake up and show up with Jihyo, she could still take another hour of rest. She instead sits behind Sana resting her chin on her shoulder and wrapping her arms around her until she realizes that her wife has some cards in her hands and after giving Nayeon a defiant look she starts whispering strategies in her partner's ear.
Dahyun realizes that they are playing cards and runs to her backpack and takes out her UNO junior and they start a more serious and less noisy game than their mothers. If it wasn't for the colors and the printed animals on the cards, anyone would think that they are the ones who are betting money and not Jihyo and Nayeon who keep shouting while Sana only laughs. This time it is Momo who captures the moment on film after being the first to lose in the game. She sits next to Dobby and Boo and caresses them while watching and listening to them. She can't help but smile as she listens to the questions they ask Tzuyu trying to get to know her. When the game ends in a draw by Dahyun's decision and without any protest from Chaeyoung and Tzuyu, even though Momo doubts they have understood the game well, she finally asks.
"Who wants to make cookies?". 
The question revolts the three little girls who immediately get up and squeal an enthusiastic "YES YES YES!" in unison joined by an excited Sana. 
Momo takes them to the kitchen where there are two bags with everything they need. From the first bag she takes out three aprons like the one she wears in her restaurant, but these are a smaller version with each one's name embroidered on them. This small detail touches them so much that for a moment they forget the reason why they have put them on and Sana, despite not having an apron for herself, gives Momo a huge smile and says "thank you", touched by her friend's gesture.
In the end the little cooking class that Momo had prepared attracts the attention of the older ones as well and they all end up in the kitchen among flour, eggs, dough, icing and all kinds of toppings with all kinds of colors. Of course, they replace the Christmas gingerbread cookies with chocolate cookies, vanilla flavored cookies and cookies with strawberry icing to please everyone's tastes. Some mix, some knead, some shape the cookies and then bake them, and each one ends up with a pile of cookies to decorate according to her taste and decorating skills. When they are done with the cookies, they all dare to make a big cookie house, all nine of them.
To say that when they finished the kitchen was the usual mess you would expect after cooking would be an understatement, as it took almost as long to clean up as it did to make dozens of cookies and the eccentric cookie house. When everything is finally cooled down, they make some hot chocolate and coffee with whipped cream, marshmallow, caramel... Then again they gather around the table with a cup in their hands.
It's not very late, but it's been dark for a few hours now and the only light outside is from the lamps hanging from the ceilings of the house, some small bulbs decorating the garden of the house and the lights of some houses in the distance. They all take it as their cue to shower and get ready for bed, at least for the kids who instead of getting more and more tired are more and more animated as the evening comes and the time when Santa Claus will bring them their presents is closer. 
There are only three girls, each under the care of two adults, but it takes them more than an hour to get them showered and dressed in their matching pajamas in the bed they have prepared for them. At first Tzuyu does not seem very sure about the idea, not that she is not used to it, in fact she used to sleep in a room with about ten or fifteen other girls, but this month she has spent it in the bed between Sana and Jihyo because she is still not able to sleep alone and now the idea of sleeping without them does not convince her.
"Come on, Tzuyu, sleep with us!" asks Chaeyoung, who can't stay away from her new friend. 
"Sleep with us Tzuyu, you can sleep in the middle, since you are the little one we can take care of you just like when I let Chae the side of the wall so she won't fall" Dahyun tries to convince her.
That last statement just melts the heart of all the women who are watching their little negotiation, but especially Sana and Jihyo. They are no strangers to these special moments between girls but now, witnessing it as mothers, hits different.
"I have an idea" interjects Sana. "I will read a bedtime story to the three of you so Tzu can test if she likes this bed and if she likes it you can leave her one of the sides so she can come to our room if she needs it" she says while looking at her daughter who nods in agreement with the solution offered by her mommy. 
"Yes, read it, auntie Sana!" exclaims Chae excitedly as Dahyun nods.
They love listening to Sana’s bedtime stories and the funny voices she does and Sana loves to read them bedtime stories. It has always been her favorite part of babysitting either of them and on occasion when she and Jihyo would invite them to have a sleepover at home giving their moms a break while at the same time she could enjoy something she thought she would never have until Tzuyu came into their lives. Sana has always had a very strong maternal instinct and with these things it shows even more. Her storytelling, answering the strangest questions and convincing three kids excited for Christmas to be in bed even before their usual bedtime are things that come naturally to her. Jihyo feels like her heart is about to explode when she sees these kinds of scenes and her friends couldn't be happier for her, to see that finally something she once saw as an impossible dream is now a reality.
Normally the only one who usually stays awake until the end of the tale is Chae because she gets absorbed with each story and can't sleep unless she hears the end, but this time Sana has to read them up to three stories until they all finally fall asleep.
Eventually it's time for the adults to relax, drink some wine, beer or soju and be able to talk and gossip without having to keep an eye on their surroundings to make sure that there is not a half-meter girl that they can badly influence if they hear them say a swear word or talk about some inappropriate topic. From time to time one of them goes to the room to check that everything is alright and that they are still asleep.
Once again, Mina somewhat nervously finds an excuse to drag Jeongyeon into the kitchen where she finally tells her about her plan and asks her to keep an eye out in case Dahyun wakes up or needs her while asking for some discretion. As she leaves the kitchen she heads to her room and returns with two coats, giving one to Momo to go with her to get some air. The others either don't notice or for Mina's sake pretend not to notice except for Jeongyeon who gives her a subtle thumbs up.
Her obvious nervousness and shaking hands suddenly catches Momo's attention causing her cheerful and slightly drunk expression to change to a worried face holding Mina's hands immediately.
"Babe, has anything happened, has your family called?" asks Momo worriedly knowing it's one of the things that triggers Mina's anxiety around this time of the year. 
"No, no. Everything is fine" Mina assures her with a nervous smile and unable to hold her gaze. 
"We've already talked about this, your hands are shaking. You can tell me anything, Mina. I got you" says Momo wrapping her arms around her and Mina can only feel lucky to have someone like that by her side.
She lets herself be taken in by the embrace and breathes in Momo's perfume, something that always soothes her, before pulling away and starting to talk. 
"Baby, I'm okay. I promise" she says, grabbing her hands to stop the shaking of her own hands. "But if I'm going to need you to listen to me".
Momo nods and looks at her expectantly.
"I'm going to need us to move to that tree" she says pointing to the huge tree that by this time has not a single leaf or flower. 
Once they are under the tree sitting on a small wooden bench while holding hands looking into each other's eyes, the youngest takes a breath and begins her speech.
"This isn't as cute as I had originally envisioned in my mind, but this is a sakura tree" she says gesturing awkwardly as if she is introducing the tree as the other looks at her in confusion. "I don't know if you remember" she takes a deep breath trying to calm her nerves so her voice doesn't sound so shaky. "But when things started to get serious between us, when I was afraid to let you into my life and Dahyun's, you told me that when you looked at the two of us you felt the same as when you saw the sakura blooming in the spring when you had only been here in Korea for a short time because they made you feel at home. I feel something like that too. When I think of you I think of family and when I think of family Dahyun's face is not the only one I see, I see you too." She thinks about her words for a bit and adds "It's not like I didn't see you as part of my family before, but today when Dahyun started calling you 'mom' I felt like everything was finally in place.... W-what I want to say is that I want you to be our Dubu's mom, I want to say that you are my daughter's mom when people ask me and I also want to say that you are my wife" she finishes saying with bright eyes full of tears while looking at Momo in expectation.
Momo also has some tears in the corners of her eyes and can barely articulate any words for a moment until she finally says "Minari, are you asking me to marry you?" she asks with a smile from ear to ear.
"Yes, s-sorry I forgot the most important thing" she stutters nervously searching for the ring in the pockets of the huge jacket until she finally pulls out a small velvet box and opens it before her eyes "I wanted to wait for the sakuras bloom season, but I couldn't wait any longer and when she asked if she could call you mom-" she starts to ramble as she does when she gets nervous.
They have been together for two years and ten months. It still happens to her at times like this. It still happens to her just like it did during the dozens of encounters they had until Momo understood that her best customer might be interested in more than just the Japanese food she missed so much and finally asked her if she would like to meet outside her restaurant. Mina hates that she still makes her stutter sometimes and for Momo it is one of her favorite things in the world to know that despite the time they’ve been together she still has the same effect on Mina. 
Suddenly she feels Momo's lips crashing against hers in an clumsy and rushed kiss, but full of emotions. Their arms are wrapped around each other's body and they can feel their cheeks wet with tears as the older one pulls away and softly says "Yes!".
"Let me ask you the question!" she whines. "Hirai Momo, will you marry me?" she finally asks, resting one knee to the ground and all. 
"Yes. I will marry you, Myoui Mina" she says laughing at the use of her full name.
Momo smiles as she sees her with one knee on the ground giving her the ring, a scene she thought she would never experience like so many other things when she discovered she liked girls in her last year of high school. Now she has the most beautiful woman in the world saying she wants her to be a mother and a wife, asking her once again to make a family together. They are already family and they both know that the ring doesn't change anything because they have been a family since the moment Mina decided to introduce Momo as her girlfriend in front of her friends and then her daughter, when Dahyun started treating Dobby and Boo like her own dogs, when Momo offered to pick up her daughter from school when Mina couldn't, when Mina asked her if she would like to live with her and Dahyun, when Momo started calling the little girl Dubu and started reading her bedtime stories or just a few hours ago when Dahyun asked her if she could call her mom.
"I'm sorry but Nayeon and Sana's rings are going to have to go to the other hand", Mina teases her being now more relaxed, taking her out of her thoughts while she takes her hand and starts to put the ring on it. 
It is a thin, simple, white gold ring decorated with three diamonds, while she puts the engagement ring on her finger she explains that since she prefers simple rings she thought it would probably be better to have a few small diamonds than one big one and that she liked the idea of three diamonds because they are three. This time she explains it more calmly, as if she isn't feeling her heart pounding in her chest and ears at full speed.
"I love you" says Momo, this time in her mother tongue. 
"I love you, Momoring".
It's been spontaneous, no picnic in the spring watching the sakuras bloom and no dinner at the nice restaurant she saw when they passed through the nearby village and the speech she's been preparing for a month was forgotten as soon as she saw how Momo cared about her when she thought something bad had happened, but Mina couldn't care less. Momo has said yes to continue having a life together now with the promise of forever and that's all she needs. 
It's cold and the first snowflakes are starting to fall from what looks like it will be the first snow of the year. Neither of them move, enjoying a little alone time before going back inside the house. The two cuddle and kiss, some of those kisses are short pecks on the lips and some turn into heated kisses that leave them breathless. When Mina's freezing hands sneak under several layers of clothing to caress the skin of Momo's stomach under her shirt sending a shiver throughout her body they go back inside.
When they come back they all know, even though all she asked Jeongyeon to do was to keep an eye on Dahyun and keep her mouth shut. You can't really blame her, the time they were there for them felt like an instant but it was really over forty five minutes of listening to Nayeon and Jihyo listing every moment they had told her some secret or gossip since they have known each other while Sana was about to have a breakdown thinking they were arguing and thinking about what she would do if they made her pick a side. All this while her social battery was at a minimum, so she ended up confessing everything and even shared some parts of the speech Mina had texted her asking if it was too cheesy.
As soon as she enters the door all eyes turn to Momo's hand and before Nayeon, Sana and Jihyo start to scream, Jihyo shuts Sana's mouth with her hand and Jeongyeon covers Nayeon and Jihyo's mouths. Mina and Momo are a blushing mess trying to hide in each other's neck while Jeongyeon apologizes for announcing it before them, knowing that they would have preferred to say it one by one to avoid this.
The three of them start asking them a million questions and start planning their wedding. Then Sana whines about not being the first to know but it doesn't last long because they all agree that she would have been so happy that she would have told the others and maybe even Momo herself if Mina had told her about her plans. After a while Jihyo shows up with more soju and even a bottle of champagne she had prepared in case they stayed to celebrate New Year's Eve, but the occasion is worth it. And if there's one thing Jihyo doesn't mess around with, it's alcohol, so you can trust that it's some good, expensive champagne.
They all toast to Momo and Mina's engagement with champagne except for Jeongyeon who raises her cup of tea, no one is shocked because since she started the artificial insemination treatments she has not been drinking for months, but they all need to know as soon as possible if she is finally pregnant because they really need to get used to the idea that Nayeon is going to keep drinking for the two of them at every celebration. Nayeon is not a bad drinker, but when she is drunk she can’t stay still for a second, she even becomes more giggly and hits the arm of anyone next to her. Jihyo and Jeongyeon tell that sometimes during their college outings they would wake up with bruises on their arms.
When they decide it's way too late and they have to place all the presents under the tree, the only one who is drunk – thankfully – is Nayeon. Momo and Sana have a slight blush on their cheeks while Jihyo has drunk twice as much as Nayeon and is doing better than Mina who has only had a glass of champagne because it is her own engagement, but is still a bit dizzy from today's emotions. 
It doesn't take them long to place the gifts despite Nayeon's interruptions and her and Sana's giggles threatening to wake up the girls. Luckily, Jeongyeon and Momo go a couple of times to check that they are sound asleep when they hear a soft snore from one of them.
They all say their good nights among smiles and laughter, feeling as excited as their daughters to open the presents as a family. Each couple disappears into their respective rooms and the moment they lay their heads on the pillow, they all fall asleep instantly. It has been an intense day and the best is yet to come. 
The next morning they are all woken up at 7 am one by one by the three girls who only scream "CHRISTMAS", "SANTA" and "PRESENTS". The strategy they follow is the same, Dahyun and Chaeyoung come in screaming and jumping on top of the adults shaking them followed by Tzuyu who is less shy around them but not enough to assault the adults like her friends do, so she just carefully tugs at their pajama sleeves while the others do the rest of the work. When they arrive at Nayeon and Jeongyeon's room things are different and Chaeyoung instructs the attack to be directed only at Nayeon because she has told her that she has to be careful with her mama.
The older ones have only had a couple of hours of sleep and some have a slight headache, but they make their way to the tree at about the same speed as their daughters until all nine are seated around the tree. Nayeon takes pictures with her camera while Momo has her cell phone in one hand and a video camera in the other with the intention of recording at least the highlights. Each time she checks that the camera settings are correct she can't help but smile at the sight of the new ring that now decorates her hand. 
Finally it's time to open the presents.
Dahyun receives a small digital piano that is halfway between a toy and a real one for starters with a microphone, lately she is in her singer and rapper phase. Momo and Mina know that in a few days they might regret giving her not one but two things that make noise. They also know that they will end up dancing and singing with her or that they will enjoy the small recitals that their little Dubu organizes at home. Another surprise they have prepared is for her to start piano lessons, but first they have to make sure that she knows they would be real piano lessons and that it is not like when she plays her toy piano keyboard at home. They also give her some books from her favorite collection and of course, chocolate.
Chaeyoung, like every Christmas, birthday or any other special occasion, receives paints, sketch pads, watercolors, pencils and other art supplies that are of better quality as she gets older. The little girl always gets excited as if it were the first time she gets them as a gift because in a month half of the things are already used up and her mothers no longer knows where to keep so many drawings. The last gift she opens, however, is something that makes her even more excited and that is a toy set to make temporary tattoos with markers. Since she was a toddler, she has had the habit of painting all over her arms and legs even before she could speak, and now there is not a day that goes by that she doesn't come home with a drawing in one hand and a note from her teacher in the other. When Nayeon saw the advertisement for the toy while she was on her phone, she ordered it online and it has been hidden in a corner of her house since summer.
Both Chaeyoung and Dahyun have among their gifts a package of a different color than the rest, Dahyun insists that Santa Claus knows they are bros and that's why he always gives them something that matches. The truth is that it's Jihyo and Sana who always get their nieces something special, since they didn't have a child to buy presents for until now. The fact that this year Tzuyu has come into their lives is not going to change this little tradition. This time Dahyun receives a stuffed eagle and Chaeyoung a tiger, their favorite animals. The choice of the oldest is surprising and even more surprising is that the couple found a cute stuffed animal of an eagle.
As for the new member of the family, she has been receiving gifts from her mothers ever since she arrived at her new home. Most of them such as clothes, school supplies, books and toys were just things that a 7-year-old girl needs at home, but Sana and Jihyo are still in the excitement of being new mothers so it is likely that she has been spoiled a little too much. After asking their friends for advice, they decided it was best to give her a few meaningful gifts rather than showering her with presents as they originally planned.
They didn't count on the fact that Tzuyu, given where she came from and with her background, is not the type of kid who asks for things, instead if she likes something you can see it on her face and maybe she mentions it because it has genuinely caught her attention and not because she is asking for it in a subtle way. They are both very happy to have such a good little girl and know that anything will be welcomed with sincere joy as they have seen so far, however it has made the job of being Santa difficult for them. Luckily, since they discovered Tzuyu's passion for dogs, it was clear to them what the perfect gift would be. A dog, this was the perfect gift, except that they had their doubts about it. After much discussion and thinking about it, Jihyo and Sana agreed that they didn't want to be the kind of mothers who give a dog as it was a toy for Christmas, especially after listening to Jeongyeon talking about how many dogs arrive at the shelter a few months after Christmas when they are no longer adorable puppies.
Tzuyu for the first time receives presents that are actually for her and not generic toys donated to the orphanage. On her first Christmas with her new family Tzuyu opens a package bigger than her and almost the size of Jihyo, it is a life-size golden retriever stuffed dog that makes Tzuyu cry instantly. As soon as the stuffed dog is free from the wrapping paper the little girl hugs it tightly and goes to her mothers and hugs both of them. 
"Thank you mommy Sana, thank you mommy Ji" she says sobbing making her mothers also cry with her. 
"You don't have to thank us Tzu" says Sana as Jihyo picks up her and the huge stuffed dog in her arms. "Santa got it for you because you've been such a good girl". 
"All we did was tell Santa that you changed your address" Jihyo adds and kisses her on the head.
There are still two gifts to be opened, one of them an illustrated book about dogs and then a letter that her mommy Ji has to read to her. It is an invitation to visit the shelter and help the dogs living there. At the bottom of the invitation are a pair of paw prints of different dogs for which Sana and Jihyo are very grateful to Jeongyeon who has also offered to be the one to accompany them to the shelter where she started volunteering and where she now works as a veterinarian. 
The other two children don't quite know what is going on, so they clap their hands when their mothers assure them that they are crying from happiness and not sadness. They themselves try to hold back their tears and in Nayeon's case hide them by covering themselves with the camera as she captures the emotional moment.
The next picture they take is one of the girls holding their stuffed animals. Dahyun poses like a rapper, Chaeyoun still doesn't know how to smile in photos and next to her Tzuyu stares at the camera with her eyes a little too wide. They take a total of thirty photos of them and they all agree that it's best to save those photos for posterity and not for social media. Luckily, the girls come out much better when they get their pictures taken while playing and Nayeon keeps saying that she can wait to develop the two rolls of film she has already spent since they arrived the day before. 
After the photos it's time for the older ones to open the gifts and as with the card game the task of telling who is more mature is difficult. Of course, Nayeon turns it into another rock-paper-scissors competition to choose the order and Jihyo accepts so the others are dragged into the game. The oldest loses and in addition to enduring her wounded pride, Nayeon will have to wait until the end to receive the gift. 
Contrary to other years when they have played secret friend, they have preferred to take the easy way and the gifts are only between the couples with the only condition that they are not allowed to give each other inappropriate gifts in front of the children. A rule especially addressed to Sana who on all Jihyo's birthdays gives her a lingerie set which is actually for herself and which Jihyo accepts with too much enthusiasm in front of all of them.
Sana gives Jihyo a designer leather jacket, a bottle of a really expensive soju that Jihyo loves with some glasses with a nice and elegant design to match the bottle. "I'll give you your other gift later in the room" Sana whispers in her ear before giving her a kiss. 
Nayeon gifts Jeongyeon a fancy watch and a letter which she asks her to read another time and is quite insistent that she doesn't read it in front of the others.
Mina tells Momo that her gift was given to her in the evening, but she has a small present. In the package there is a t-shirt with a drawing of the family done by Dahyun, there are a total of five t-shirts and Momo for a moment freaks out at the sight of two small t-shirts until Mina tells her that they are for Boo and Dobby making everyone laugh at Momo's momentary panic.
In between laughter, there is a loud sob and suddenly they all realize that Jeongyeon is crying her eyes out as she reads the letter. "Jeong! I told you not to read it!" says Nayeon in between laughing and crying as he wraps her arms around her wife and whispers "Well it's already in the letter, I love you baby." At another time her friends would have teased them, but Jeongyeon seems to be truly touched so they leave the couple a moment and continue. 
Mina is next and receives a LEGO set that Momo has caught her looking up more than once when they go to the mall and a Nintendo Switch game, as well as a simple necklace adorned with three hearts. Mina loves it all and Momo is still surprised that jewelry always ends up being the gift that costs her the least money and effort.
Sana is confused when she receives an envelope from Jihyo because she has always been very thoughtful with gifts and usually gets her a seasonal branded bag among other things. What she sees in the envelope, however, makes her scream in excitement more than any bag when she sees the tickets to go to Japan with theirs and Tzuyu's names on it. "Let's go see your parents next week, so they can finally meet their granddaughter," Jihyo says before she has to look up the details on the tickets herself.
Last of all is Nayeon. Finally her turn comes and she can't stop jumping up and down with excitement when she sees the box that Jeongyeon hands her. She tears the wrapping paper excitedly and when she opens the box and sees what's inside, her smile disappears. 
"Seriously Yoo Jeongyeon" she sighs, looking at her seriously.
The others just stay quiet not sure how to react because Nayeon seems really annoyed so they just watch the exchange between the couple. Then she takes out what's in the box and they all burst out laughing when they see a t-shirt that reads 'World's #1 Dad' on it.
It's a good joke and it's nothing that's unusual for the couple. They love bickering and teasing each other as much as they love giving each other kisses and whispering sweet nothings. This time it looks like Nayeon is not having it.
"I hope you have something better hidden, I spent days looking for the perfect watch" she whines and at that moment everyone sees the usual Nayeon again and the mood of the room instantly lightens up.
Jeongyeon also looks serious but it is obvious that she is holding in laughter when she says "I think I should have gotten you new glasses, haven't you seen what else is in the box?".
Her wife rolls her eyes and looks in the box again, not very convinced that there is anything in there, thinking it is still just part of Jeong's joke. You never know with these two. Once Nayeon gave her fifteen boxes tucked inside each other for their anniversary in college, though then he gave her something that kept them busy for several days locked in the room. One of the best gifts she ever gave her, unless you ask Jihyo who at the time was sleeping in the room next door. To this day, the youngest of the three has not wanted to know what that gift was, but today she is dying of curiosity, just like the others.
"OH MY GOD JEONGYEON!" She screams at the top of her lungs, making her friends jump in their seats and catching the attention of the girls who have been busy with their new gifts for a while now. "If this is a joke I swear-" she says trying to sound tough as she starts bawling her eyes out.
"I'm serious," Jeongyeon says in a whisper, taking the paper Nayeon is holding in her hands and showing her friends the ultrasound.  "We're going to be mommies again" she says with a huge smile.
It takes a few seconds for everyone to react and all of a sudden everyone starts to congratulate them while the oldest one complains to her wife that she didn't tell her, even more so when she finds out that she is almost three months pregnant and that they are expecting twins. Neither of them can believe that Jeongyeon made it on the first try and they couldn't be happier, especially with Chaeyoung's reaction. The little girl stares at them with wide eyes and when they confirm that she will be the big sister to two babies, her eyes glaze over and she climbs onto her mom's lap to hug them and caress her mama's belly. 
"This is a better gift than the tattoo machine" she says, still pouting.
All these emotions seem to have made them hungry and they soon gather at the small table, which is now more crowded with the girls' stuffed animals. In the middle of the table they have a mountain of cookies that they didn't finish yesterday and there is also hot chocolate, tea, coffee and milkshakes. The Myoui-Hirai family is wearing their t-shirts. Sana and Jihyo tell Tzuyu about Japan, tell her about the food and let her know that she will meet more new people, this time it will be her grandparents. Jeongyeon is still forced to listen to her wife scolding her for not telling her earlier that she is pregnant and lists one by one the things that could have happened until Jeong admits that she was afraid something would go wrong and Nayeon's gaze softens.  After that she promises her that now that they're both in it, everything will be okay because they have each other and because they have this wonderful family they've chosen.
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myouiiipengu · 1 year ago
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in your arms
myoui mina x reader | fluff
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a/n: first time posting on here :)
You had come back from work early tonight so you were excited to see Mina after working nonstop these past few days, but much to your disappointment, you didn’t spot Mina anywhere in the apartment. As soon as you stepped into the front door of your shared apartment you could sense the emptiness of the entire place. All the lights of the apartment were turned off, Mina’s shoes were not there, her jacket on the coat rack also wasn’t there. You walked into the kitchen and saw a yellow sticky note on the fridge. You placed your briefcase down on the kitchen island and walked over to the fridge while loosening the tie around your neck. 
I promised the girls to go out with them so you don’t need to make dinner for me! I’ll be back in a bit &lt;3
You read the sticky note and let out a small sigh. You were happy that she was hanging out with the other girls, but you still couldn’t bury the slight disappointment within you because you were looking forward to spending time and cuddling up with Mina since these were one of the rare days that you came home early. You folded the little sticky note with the small penguin drawing on it up and tucked it into your pocket before opening the fridge, trying to find something to eat.
You spent a while scavenging the fridge and at the end you decided to make ramen. You flipped through random channels on the TV while you waited for the water to boil up. Nothing really caught your attention so you put a random cartoon up and went back to the kitchen to finish cooking your ramen.
After you finished cooking the ramen you brought the bowl over to the living room and sunk into the couch. You blew on the noodles while keeping your eye on the TV. You still haven’t changed out of your work clothes, but it was whatever since you were starving and couldn’t hold your hunger back for any longer.
Without noticing, you devoured the noodles and by the time you looked down at your bowl, you had finished your food. You started to wonder if you should’ve cooked more for yourself, but then again you were too lazy to do so, so you paused the TV and washed the plate before heading to the bathroom to wash and change into more comfy clothes. You came back out of the shower in comfortable pjs and a thick blanket wrapped around you. Unpausing the TV, you found a comfortable position to lay down on on the corner of the couch. 
Time passed and when you checked the clock it was already midnight. You were starting to get worried but you trusted Mina and the girls and decided to just take a small nap.
You began to stir awake when you felt something, or someone stroking their hands through your hair. A feeling of warmth and comfort consumed you as you let out a small sigh. 
“Seems like someone’s awake now,” A familiar voice said softly. It was the same voice that you’ve never gotten tired of hearing even through all these years.
Your brain took awhile to take in the situation, but once you did, your eyes widened in shock, “Mina? You’re home?”
“I’m home, baby.” Mina smiles fondly at you, her eyes practically shining like the stars. 
You let out a content hum, feeling her soft and delicate fingers brushing through your hair. Mina was the only person who could quite literally make you melt with just a touch. 
“What time is it?” You asked her, seeing how dark it was outside.
“It’s past midnight, I came home only a few minutes ago.” Mina tells you, her voice quiet and soft.
“You should sleep, love,” You muttered, letting a small yawn escape from your mouth. 
“I will, but I want to watch you fall asleep first.”
“Creepy,” You grinned playfully.
“Hey!” Mina giggles, flicking your forehead gently.
“Ow,” You said, faking the pain as you held your forehead with your hands.
“Sorry, I just think you look cute when you sleep,” Mina gives you a kiss on your forehead to soothe your pain. “Now go back to sleep okay? You need lots of rest.”
“Well you’re coming to sleep too then!” You pull Mina down, now you both laid side by side on the couch, your faces barely inches away from each other. Mina’s little giggles were music to your ears and her smile lit up your whole world- you just couldn’t get enough of her.
“I still need to wash up, YN,” Mina tells you, trying to get up, but you pull her back down with you. 
“It’s okay, I can sleep with a stinky penguin for a night,” You smiled, giving her a small kiss on the lips.
“Hmph, I’m not stinky,” Mina pouts, turning her face away from you. 
Your heart swelled up from her cuteness, so much so that you thought it was going to explode any second. “Awww, I’m sorry minari, you aren’t stinky, you smell amazing and I can’t get enough of it!” You buried your nose in the croak of her neck, inhaling her sweet lavender scent.
“Stopppp, I’m ticklish!” Mina tried her best to push you off while laughing hysterically but you were holding onto her like a koala. 
“Come on now, we should sleep before we have trouble waking up tomorrow,” You said, your arms snacking around her waist and pulling her closer to you so now both of your bodies were flushed together. 
“Okay okay,” Mina lets out an airy laugh, “Goodnight my love,”
“Goodnight my little penguin,” You kissed her lips again. The both of you savor this moment and fall asleep in each other’s arms.
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As Much As Is Realistically Possible We Should Avoid Getting Our Panties in a Twist Over Being Faithful To The Canon: Me Giving Dracula Opinions Alongside a Good Does Of Generic Fandom Philosophy Because I'm A Procrastinating Idiot Who Likes To Hear The Sound Of My Own Voice
Don't get me wrong I fucking hate when what I personally love about the canon is ruined in adaptations. Still waiting on any adaptation to actually give me a post-castle Jonathan which is in any way as interesting as he is in the book. But also, the nature of fandom and fanfiction and fanon and all that is we all engage with a story, are drawn to some aspect of the canon which resonates with us, and then typically use this as a jumping off point to explore things that the text doesn't. This is true for pretty much everyone out here draculablogging.
For example, there is in my opinion absolutely no evidence that Lucy Mina and Jonathan were a trio of childhood friends. Lucy's family does not seem to have property in Exeter and Jonathan literally never thinks about Lucy on his own. It seems obvious to me that Mina and Lucy met at boarding school. I'm quite happy to keep this element of canon in my fics because it makes sense to me. Conversely I do like to dabble in Van Helsing: Vampire Slayer, and that is expressly not canon. But idrc because it's more fun and interesting to me to have it that way. People who want to see Lucy, Jonathan, Mina childhood best friend trio bc they think it's cute are just as valid, even though I don't particularly care one way or the other. It's kinda silly to be like *eye roll* well this is fanon not canon when I guarantee you if you really look at your own preferences you're doing it too, and who really cares? People just like different things. Plus the whole point of fandom is you can go places where the canon didn't like if you write in a best friend trio then you get to explore why Lucy and Jonathan apparently grew apart. If you write an occult background for Van Helsing you get to maybe color in some of his odd edges. That's cool and good who cares if it's not strictly accurate as long as you don't pretend you're being canon compliant.
Now, those two examples are pretty innocuous, but bc this novel gets pretty heavy at times, naturally the Discourse amps up when things amp up. For example, I really like to write Mina having a lot of rage. I like her to want to rip Dracula limb from limb (granted my fics always have her role-swapped with Jonathan in the books). I am well aware that this is not in her book character at all, who consistently pities Dracula and counsels against vengeance. Personally, I just think vengeful Mina is more fun, and it's also true that I don't appreciate how Bram Stoker is like "yes perfect christian woman. perfect. all mercy. so pitying." I don't think it's quite realistic to what her feelings would be to a man who assaulted her and I also think she should get to be waaaayyy more angry about the way Dracula abused the two people she loved in all the world. I like feminine rage and I think Mina should have some and so I write her as having some. But I also get that plenty of people don't really vibe with righteous anger and like Mina's whole mercy bit and find it really really compelling, and sure plenty of victims of assault in the real world are not preoccupied with revenge. And that's such a valid take and fics that run with it are more reflective of Mina's book characterization than mine. And once again both are good. Neither side needs to be going "well MY changes are inherently more feminist than yours" to justify our preferences, it's just what we like, we can just like it, and if there is a feminist slant to what we think/write/draw it does not mean the other take is anti-feminist.
This is also why, in my opinion, it's truly not that deep if people want to ship their little harkula dracumina dark romance ships. Like full disclosure I think some of the most fucked up harkula stuff can be hot, but I have 0 interest in reading the stories that really focus on Dracula embodying the repressed desires of either Jonathan or Mina. I do absolutely exclusively read the stuff where Dracula is an unsympathetic abusive monster, and I want to read stories that use that as the anchor for horror, and I want to read stories that have Jonathan and Mina overcoming that abuse.
Now That Doesn't Mean I think the people who want to do the whole twisted love stockholm syndrome thing are bad or shouldn't do it. They are clearly just coming to the text from a completely different place than I am. It's not like I would disagree that at the very beginning before the torture began Jonathan was kinda attracted to Dracula in the Victorian queer horror way. If people want to do the whole reincarnated wife thing with Mina bc idk they really like the Coppola film or whatever, sure. I will not read that, but I'm not going to invent reasons why they're Bad Dracula Fans. It doesn't matter if it's not canon, so long as you don't say it's canon (why did you name it Bram Stoker's Dracula Francis it's not Bram Stoker's Dracula you did not adapt ANY of the characters faithful why are you lying)
Anyway I know I'm not really saying anything new, and mostly the Dracula fandom has been fine but I have seen a few takes out there acting like canon is a trump card that it truly isn't, and i've also definitely seen people get up on the moral high horse on like, depictions and portrayals of abuse etc. and although fandom can be a wonderful space to tell important, compelling stories about heavy topics, when people don't want to do that, they're not less moral than you. Lots of the time they're trying to tell important, compelling stories about heavy topics of a different sort, and sometimes they're writing porn. This is normal fandom stuff.
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achaiapelides · 2 years ago
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Kit's Diary
Chapter 7
Dear Ty,
today, Leo and Sam visited after school, so I guess you might want me to tell you about that.
We had sport again today, but I didn't almost die this time because our teacher decided to teach us how to use a Waveboard instead of doing something too straining.
Afterwards I had art. The teacher, Miss Gabriels, really thought she could convince me, that I'm good at painting. She gave us a box with folded papers in it. We had to draw three of them out of the box. On each paper was a word and we were supposed to paint something that involved all three words. I got spoon, dice and chicken. I spend the rest of the first hour thinking about what I should paint, until Leo, who was already done with her first painting, suggested I could draw a bowl full of chicken soup with dice noodles and a soon on the side. I tried to paint it with watercolours and... eh... Miss Gabriels couldn't quite guess what it's supposed to be. But she said I should try abstract art. To my defense, I never tried to paint with watercolours, so it's not my fault.
After art we had maths again, the teacher made us watch a video he made about the topic and then gave us some tasks we have to do for Monday.
Then Leo, Sam and I went to my place, because Tessa invited them for lunch. They both immediately fell in love with Mina and Mina declared them her new best friends. Like she didn't tell me that I'm her best friend yesterday. So loyal... I see.
Anyways, after lunch I showed them our library and since Leo said that we would look really smart, when we did our homework in the library, so we decided to do that and spend the whole time in the library in the library, trying to answer our analysis questions for English, while laughing at our attempts to impersonate the two love birds. We also researched on the books and movies for the history project and it was quickly decided that, since we all wanted to read something about the Elizabethan Age, we would work together. We found some books about Elizabeth I:
- The Virgin's Lover by Philippa Gregory
- The Secret Diary of Anne Boleyn by Robin Maxwell
- Legacy by Susan Kay
- Elizabeth I by Margaret George
- The Tournament by Matthew Reilly
Now we just have to choose which one we like best. I think the first two are the most interesting. We decided to read the summaries of the books, choose one and decide on Monday together which one we will choose.
After that we ended our homework session and went to my room. I don't remember who had that idea, but we decided to play "never have I ever", but without alcohol because, you know, we're all still underage.
At 7 pm on point, Mina interrupted us, because she wanted to show Sam and Leo our house. If you never saw Cirenworth before, you should know, it's big. Very big. So, we spend the next hour following Mina around the house and afterwards ate dinner.
Before they left, Tessa allowed Leo to borrow some books from our library, and guess which books she took? Sherlock Holmes! I didn't even know we had them. When we see eachother again, you need to read them. There are probably also annotations from whoever read it before in it.
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Sorry, I had to interrupt here, Mina wanted me to read her a goodnight story. She's so cute. Way more cute than all the other toddlers I've seen. But I might be biased as her brother. Did you also think Tavvy was cute when he was younger?
Sometimes I wonder what it's like to have children. Would we have children if we were together in future? They surely would be cute. Just think about a little you. Awwwww.
Okay, stop simping Kit!
I'm sorry. That was way to cheesy. I'm going to bed now.
Love,
Kit
Now I do need your help: Which of the books would you read?
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mayhemchicken-artblog · 2 years ago
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so i had a GREAT idea last night
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bakugous-bad-attitude · 5 years ago
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Here’s a cute lil Ashido for ya’ll
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akanewcrld · 3 years ago
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1A GIRLS AS YOUR DESKMATE
notes: what it would be like to share a desk with them!! 
characters: ochako uraraka, momo yaoyorozu, kyoka jiro, mina ashido, tsuyu asui, toru hagakure 
warnings: mentions of food in tsus!!
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OCHAKO URARAKA, who passes you little notes everyday. it could be a question like “wanna hang out after school?” or just a cute drawing, but you often see a little folded paper with a heart on your desk. 
your eyes look down to find a white paper folded, with a tiny heart drawn on top. you look over to ochako, who is too busy writing down notes about the lesson to notice. 
you open the paper, reading the content inside. “hey, wanna hang out after school? :D” you take your pencil and write on her note “ofc <3” and slide it back to her. 
ochako reads the note, smiling over at you before going back to writing the notes. 
MOMO YAOYOROZU, who helps you study. if you space off in class, she will let you copy off her notes. she invites you to her dorm to help you learn everything you need to for that next test, but sometimes you’ll just hang out. 
“y/n?” you snap out of your thoughts, looking over at momo. you ask her what she needs. 
“you haven’t written down any notes.” you look at momo’s paper with half of the page already filled, then at yours, which is empty. 
“here, you can copy off mine, but pay more attention next time, y/n.” momo tilts her notebook towards you slightly, continuing to write. 
“we can also study at my dorm later, if you want.” momo tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. you nod your head in agreement, making momo smile. 
KYOKA JIRO, who gives you her airpod in a boring class so you can both listen to music. she’ll usually play loud music but sometimes you’ll convince her to turn it down so she can at least try to focus. 
you let out a sigh, only loud enough for you to hear, and jiro. she looks over at you, pulling out her airpods. she holds one out to you that you take and she starts to play music. 
you take a few minutes to not pay attention to the class, lightly tapping your feet to the rhythm of the music. once one or two songs end you turn to jiro. 
“hey, maybe we should try to pay attention a little bit, that looks like stuff we should probably know.” jiro frowns, but it’s not like you want to pay attention either. 
“yeah, you’re right.” she turns her music down some, giving you a thumbs up before she starts writing. 
MINA ASHIDO, who is always talking to you during class. it doesn’t bother you much, but aizawa often has to interrupt his teaching to tell her to pay attention. due to all of her talking, she doesn’t get the best grades, but you try your best to help her!
“hey y/n? me and the squad are gonna be hanging in my room if you wanna come! it will be fun.” mina whisper shouts. 
“sure, i will.” you smile at mina, turning back to your notes. 
“oh, did you hear that-“ 
“mina, stop talking in my class, or i will send you to detention.” aizawa clears his throat, going back to his lesson. 
“i’ll tell you later..” mina tries to focus on the lesson, visibly confused. 
“i could help you later if you want.” mina nods in agreement. 
TSUYU ASUI, who is always giving you little snacks and sometimes packs your lunch for you. sometimes she’ll even bring homemade food, which tastes very good. 
your stomach grumbles quietly. you forgot to eat breakfast and it’s the class before lunch. you stare at the clock, willing it to go faster. 
“y/n, are you hungry, kero? i made some homemade cookies if you want one.” your eyes light up at tsu’s words and you eagerly nod your head. 
tsu hands you a cookie which you take a bite of. “mmm!” you whisper, taking another bite. tsu puts her cookies away. 
“im glad you like them, kero.” 
TORU HAGAKURE, who always lets you borrow her school supplies. pencils, highlighters, erasers, anything you need. 
“alright class, take out you pencil and notebook. you’re gonna need it.” your teacher says. you grab your notebook from your bag, searching for a pencil as well. 
hagakure taps you on the shoulder. “y/n? here, take this.” she gives you a pencil which you accept. “thanks hagakure!” you smile at her. 
“do you need a highlighter too? fee free to use mine.” hagakure has a few highlighters lined up on the desk in the middle of you and her. 
“you’re really awesome for letting me use your school supplies hagakure, thanks.” you tell her at the end of class
“o-oh, it’s nothing. just trying to help out a friend.”
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ghost-ghost-baby · 3 years ago
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Narcissist (alpha!readerxOmega!Bakugo soulmate au)
An: this is heavily inspired by the song narcissist by younger hunger definitely recommend listening to it!
An: BIG TY TO MY BETA FOR EDITING THIS ABSOLUTE MONSTER OF A FIC WE STAN!
Word count: 3.2k (ur welcome)
Summary: Bakugo being a little shit basically- Mina and Denki r sick of him- reader runs out of scent blockers-
Warnings: omegaverse, swearing, Bakugo being a dick, reader just thinks he’s hot, gets a bit spicy but nothing graphic, non traditional dynamics (subby alphas) drug use (weed)
You were in a familiar room, one you’d come to love since you’d started dreaming of it, and you sat on the bed and waited… any moment now.
“Oi, are you here, shithead?” The voice of your omega was dreamier than it was in real life; his harsh words unable to punctuate the tranquility of your dream.
“I always am, Katsuki!” You chirped, grinning as he slowly faded into existence. The black tank top and jeans he wears make him look far too good, and your brain short-circuited for a few seconds.
“I told you not to fucking call me that!” He growled, but you only laughed. Reaching out to grab his hands before he could stop you, you pull him down so you could kiss him. Any anger he had quickly melted away, and Katsuki had pulled one hand away to rest on your shoulder and pushed back. You got the point, you pulled away for air and leaned back on your elbows as you did. Katsuki followed and straddled you without a moment of hesitation. His mouth latched onto your neck and you let out a hum. With one hand gravitating to tangle in his hair, he gave you another push that had you lying flat on your back.
“Hey-”
“Shut the fuck up, don’t ruin this.” Katsuki bit down on your throat and you squeaked, although he licked over the mark seconds later to soothe it, and only pulled away to kiss you when you tried to talk again. You melted, let your hands wander down to his thighs, and had your thumbs rubbing absent-minded circles. Then, Katsuki was unbuttoning the shirt you had on, hands quickly trailing lower to-
“Y/N! Did you hear what Mr. Aizawa said?” Mina’s voice brought you back from the dream you had the night before, and you blinked at her as you blanked.
“No way I'm working with their dumbass!” Katsuki snarled as Kiri forced him into a seat at your table, and you turned your head to Sero with a questioning look. He usually knew what was going on in class.
“We have a group project for a presentation, Mr. Aizawa picked the groups-”
“Oh hell yeah, all my best bro’s working together? Sounds like fun to me!” Denki leaned over to hug you and Mina, and the pieces started to click together. You were working on an art project, with your mate, who hate-
“How could anything be fun with Y/n around, they fucking ruin everything.” Katsuki grumbled to himself, refusing to meet your eyes despite sitting opposite you. Kiri mouthed an apology to you from his seat next to Katsuki. Honestly, you had no idea why he’d decided to act like… such a brat really, but it was just an act, however annoying it was. The two of you were soulmates, he’d come around, eventually.
“Oh hush, Bakugo, Y/n’s a riot and we all know it! You’re the one who goes to sleep at like, 8pm” Denki came to your aid. The electric blonde then pressed a kiss to your cheek that had Katsuki gritting his teeth.
“So, what's the project, guys?” You flipped through your book to a fresh page, resting your chin on your hand as you waited for the others to speak.
“We have to show the versatility of styles and composition under a singular theme!” Kiri was the one that answered you, and the group immediately started throwing around ideas.
“I think we could do horror, a lot of horror artists have different composition styles and still manage to convey the-”
“Tch, that’s the best you could come up with? I’m not surprised, an alpha as shitty as you can’t be capable of any decent ideas.” Katsuki sneered, but you only smiled at him as the group agreed with your idea. Your omega merely grumbled and hunched over in his seat as the group discussed the different artists you could use as examples.
You’d stayed late to double-check something with a professor, and you were still flipping through your notebook as you walked through the unusually empty halls. You weren’t paying attention to where you were going, and before you knew it you ran into someone, the same someone who shoved you against a wall seconds later, but your fear subsided when you realised it was just Katsuki.
“Watch where you’re fucking going, dipshit.” Katsuki wasn’t even sure why he’d pushed you up against the wall, but being this close to you, touching you… it was..nice…
“Tch, god your scent is so weak, you smell like a fucking beta, how’d I get stuck with such a runt, huh? Some sick kind of joke.” Katsuki’s tone didn't match what he was saying. The way he leaned forward to rub his cheek over your scent gland definitely said otherwise, but you stayed quiet, he always found some excuse to scent you, but he’d usually get embarrassed and storm off if you dared to say anything.
“You’re pathetic, you know? Being this submissive for an omega, are you sure you’re not a beta? It’d make more sense.” You bit your lip when Bakugo pressed a kiss to your neck, only hesitating a moment before he started sucking a mark onto your skin. His words bounced right off of you because all you could focus on was how hot he was and how he’d subconsciously put his thigh between your legs and thank fuck you were on scent blockers, or you’d never hear the end of it.
“Really, you aren’t even going to try and defend yourself? You’re even weaker than I thought.” A growl next to your ear made you shiver, and Katsuki pushed away with a snarl when he was satisfied. He cursed at you again and warned you ‘not to tell anyone or he’d kick your ass’ (he wouldn’t) before he walked away, leaving you to walk home with your head completely in the clouds.
“What took you so fucking long, huh idiot?” Katsuki was on you the second you appeared in the dream, pulling you down into a rather ferocious kiss before you could say anything. He bit your lip when you didn’t open your mouth fast enough, swallowing any protests you would have made, and continued to kiss you until you were dizzy. “I’ve been waiting two hours…” He pulled away to kiss under your jaw, and if you didn’t know him so well you’d miss the insecure tone in his voice.
“Sorry, Midoriya wanted-” You stopped when Katsuki growled, biting down so hard you were surprised he didn't draw blood.
“Why the fuck are you saying his name here, huh? Are you tryna piss me off?” He pulled away to sneer at you. You opened your mouth to explain, but the words died in your throat when he unzipped your hoodie, and any coherent thought you had went out the window when he started to kiss your neck.
Everything was ready. The lounge room was set up, complete with snacks, drinks, and stationery for you and your friends to work on the project. They were meant to be here any second, and you couldn’t help but hover near the door to your apartment. You weren’t used to having people over and it still put you on edge having others in your space. But that thought left your head when a knock sounded on your door. You quickly opened it and were almost knocked over by Denki and Mina engulfing you in a hug.
“Thanks so much for hosting bro!”
“Awww you laid out all these snacks and stuff too! An omega’s gonna be really lucky to have you one day Y/n!” They pushed inside. Denki closed the door as Mina oohed and aahed over the setup, their praise had a slight blush rising to your face as you sheepishly rubbed your neck. Sero was next, quickly hugging you before he joined Denki and Mina, then Katsuki and Kirishima last. The blonde pushed past you without saying hello, but Kiri pulled you into a hug so tight you couldn’t breathe for a second, and was complimenting the setup as you took a seat. You tried to sit next to Mina, but Denki let out a whine and the pair was pulling you down between them before you had time to protest. Denki immediately leaned on you once you were settled. Katsuki couldn’t focus on the project, how could he, when his two dipshit friends were all over his mate. And you weren’t even doing anything to stop them! In fact, you were leaning into their hugs and giggling at every stupid joke they made! It had Katsuki fuming. Kirishima was the only one close enough to smell the angry shift in his scent, and he glanced between his friend and you, slowly putting the pieces together. You really had no idea what was happening, but Denki’s head was on your shoulder, and Mina’s arm around your waist as she asked questions about the project, giggling and pressing a kiss to your cheek whenever you got confused, which happened more than you’d like to admit. The blonde gritted his teeth when Mina’s hand went to your thigh, you were his! Nobody else should ever be touching you like that! You should know better! So when you excused yourself to grab something from your room, of course he made up some excuse about needing the bathroom so he could follow you.
The door to your room closed with a click, and you quickly spun around, expecting to see Mina or Denki, anyone except Katsuki to be honest.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” He was seeing red at this point. He cornered you and made you stumble back until your waist hit your desk.
“Uh- getting more pens-?” You held out the pack of pens with a confused look on your face that only made Katsuki angrier. How were you so stupid? And so fucking cute when you were- he cut off that thought, he needed to focus on yelling at you. Not the way your brows furrowed and how you nervously bite your lip as you waited for him to say something. Wait- were you blushing? Fuck, maybe he should-
“Katsuki? Are you oka-“
“Shut the fuck up, dipshit.” He snarled. Then, catching you both off guard, he leaned forward and kissed you. Your eyes fluttered closed immediately. He’d only kissed you in your dreams, which was nothing compared to this, and you hesitantly placed your hands on his waist. His hands went to your hair to pull you closer, tugging it until you got the message and parted your lips for him. Katsuki let out a hum of approval as he deepened the kiss, why hadn’t he done this sooner? You couldn’t focus on anything other than how much Katsuki tasted like caramel, he didn’t taste like caramel in the dreams. You couldn’t help but whine when he pulled back. Another insistent tug on your hair had you tilting your head back, and Katsuki didn’t waste any time kissing over your neck. You were so lost in the feeling you almost missed the words he growled against your skin.
“You should know better, you’re mine. Other people shouldn’t be fucking touching you like that.”
“Do you think they’re like…. Finally-” Mina made a hand gesture that had Denki cackling, even Kiri cracked a smile.
“I hope so, it’s getting hard to watch all the back and forth.” Sero sighed, dropped his pen, and stretched.
“Yeah, have you seen how mad Bakubro gets though? It’s pretty fun to push his buttons like this!” Denki grinned as he leaned his head on Mina’s shoulder, and she wrapped her arm around his waist.
“I don’t know… Bakugo’s uh… stubborn, to put it nicely.”
“Your scent is weird… are you wearing a different perfume?” Mina leaned her head on your shoulder, arms wrapped around your waist as you glanced at Katsuki. After whatever the fuck had happened in your room, he’d gone back to acting like he hated you, so, you’d kept letting Denki and Mina do whatever they wanted. He had his eyes fixated on the work, and you turned back to Mina with a smile.
“Oh, sorry about that! I forgot to refill my scent blockers and my doctor’s not available until next week.”
“Don’t be sorry, bro! It’s nice, like really, really nice!” Denki came up behind you, throwing a quick glance at Katsuki before he leaned forward, crooning and rubbing his cheek over your scent gland, Mina doing the same a moment later. The pen Katsuki was holding snapped, his angry scent pumping out in waves as he glared daggers into the book in front of him, all too aware of you laughing.
You were hyper-aware of how strong your scent was, this was the longest you’d gone without scent blockers since you’d presented, and you’d lit a scented candle to try and cover it up. It hadn’t really worked, maybe you should light some incense-
“Y/n! Sorry we’re early!” Mina’s hand on your shoulder broke you from your thoughts, and you shook your head before you smiled. Denki cut you off before you could apologize about your scent.
“Damn Y/n! It smells like you baked cookies- oh my god did you bake-”
“Don’t be stupid, babe, it’s just their scent.” Mina shoved him inside, shaking her head as she followed and closed the door behind her.
“Oh! Of course!” Denki nodded, and he and Mina linked arms with you. They walked you over to the couch and sat you all down with grins on their faces.
“Uh… guys-?” You didn’t trust that look, it never leads to anything good.
“Well, since the project is like, 99.5% done-” Mina started, hand coming up to play with your hair.
“We thought we deserved a reward!” Denki interrupted, reaching into his bag and producing a blunt. You felt your own grin forming.
“Oh my god- is that from-”
“Shinso! You know he sells the best stuff on campus, I decided to splurge for my bros!” Denki looked incredibly pleased with himself, and you couldn’t help but tackle the blonde in a hug.
“Oh my god Denki, you’re the best!”
The three of you were blazed by the time the others got there. Sero happily bounced over to share the blunt, while Katsuki and Kiri just sighed and sat down with you. Katsuki’s eyes instantly zoned in on where you were lying on Mina and Denki on the couch. He was oddly silent as he tried to keep his cool, the nagging thoughts that had always been there slowly got stronger. He’d always had to be strong, people perceived him as weak just because of his dynamic, so he’d rejected the thought of being with an alpha, hoping for a beta or omega. Or you. You never made a big deal out of your dynamic, and always treated him as an equal. Then the dreams started. He loved you, he really did! But his whole reputation would go down the drain if he was claimed by an alpha, especially one with such a weak scent and mild presence. So…. he pretended to hate you in public because the two of you had your dreams, where nobody could judge him! Even if they did pale in comparison to real life. But lately… he couldn’t stop wondering… were you getting tired of waiting? With the way you were acting… the thought made his stomach turn and his canines come out. Especially since you had run out of blockers. Your scent getting stronger and stronger as the days went by. You were his alpha! You shouldn’t be scenting other people! Especially omegas! And you certainly shouldn’t be laying on them while you were ignoring him! You hadn’t even said hello to him! You were too busy getting high with those assholes like you didn't belong to him! You were his, it wasn’t fair!
Mina was the last out of the apartment. She kissed your cheek and winked at you as the door closed. The exhaustion set in as you leaned against the door.
“What the fuck was that?” Katsuki growled and made you startled when you saw him by the table. You only shrugged as you went to pack up the stuff on the couch.
“Denki got us some weed because the project was done-”
“Not that, dickhead! They were all over you!” He marched over to you, trying to ignore how good you smelled up close.
“And? We’re not-” You responded, and Katsuki was shoving you before he realized, ignoring the way you yelped as you fell on the couch. You sprawled on your back and glaring up at him.
“Katsuki! What the fuck!” Katsuki didn’t reply, eyes traveling over your vulnerable form. Flush rose to his face as he realized how provocative the position was, causing warmth to pool in his tummy. If kissing was so much better in reality, what would it be like to be inside you? Feel you clench around him and pull his hair when he hit your sweet spot? Would your thighs shake the same in real life when he just kept going? The omega didn’t even realize his scent had changed, he just licked his lips and stared at you with hooded eyes, fuck he wanted-
“Are you okay? You zoned out.” Fuck, when had you gotten up? You were so close now, your scent overwhelming. He never wanted you to go on blockers again.
“Fuck, Katsuki! Katsuki! Are you in heat?” It finally dawned on you. Katsuki’s scent had taken on a sweeter tone it didn’t usually have, and with the way he kept zoning out, it was obvious. Plus thoughts of him on top of you that wouldn’t leave your brain alone. Your question snapped him out of his daze, and the omega snarled at you, stepping back and stumbling when a jolt of pain went through him.
“Fuck off, like you could trigger-” His voice cut off as another wave of pain went through him, causing you to reached out to steady him without thinking. The omega was going to let out a growl but it quickly changed to a whine as it escaped his mouth. You pulled your hand back like it had burned, although your mate’s temperature was so high it wasn’t out of the question. You took two steps back and froze when a feral snarl ripped through the room, dark red eyes pinning you in your place.
“He-hey Katsuki…” Your voice stopped his growling, and it took every ounce of self-control you had to stay coherent as he advanced, your rut already trying to cloud your judgment. Your eyes darted around the room, maybe you could make it to the bathroom? Then Katsuki could ride out his heat and you could talk about it? yeah. Katsuki was only a foot away from you now, the grin he had on was somehow more unsettling than the snarl, and you shook your head to get some of your resolve back. Okay, three, two, one-
You made it maybe ten centimeters before Katuski caught you, and pushed you back down on the couch. He wasted no time sitting on your lap and tilting your face up to look into his eyes.
“You’re not getting away from me, Alpha. I know you want this. I should have done this months ago.” Sincerity shone through your omega’s lidded eyes, and you felt your small shred of resolve shrink away even more. Your hands flew to his chest to push him away.
“Ka-Katsuki it’s just- just your heat, you don’t mean-“
“Don’t tell me what I do and don’t mean, alpha.” Katsuki was back to growling at you. His hands grabbed your wrists, pinned them down, and used his knees to keep them in place. He went back to cupping your face, red eyes boring into yours as he thought of what to say and a growl leaving him whenever you dared to look away. You were so, so obnoxiously pretty, it made it even harder to focus. Katsuki kept getting distracted by little details, like how your eyes shone and you kept biting your lip.
“You’re so fuckin stupid, ya know that? Of course, I fuckin want you, you’re my alpha- I don’t… I don’t care what other people think anymore, I just want you.” Katsuki’s tone was softer than you expected, and you could only gape at him as a blush quickly rose to your face. You knew he didn’t hate you, but hearing him say that lifted a weight off your shoulders you’d been carrying for who knows how long. The moment passed, all the softness went away as Katsuki leaned down to kiss you, and this time you kissed him back without any reservations.
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t0shii · 4 years ago
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ღ — cuddling hcs
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.! shinsou, denki, shoto, bakugou, mina, sero, uraraka (sep) x gn!r
.! fluff/ not proofread
.! shinsou the cuddle king 😩
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shinsou
— we ALL know toshi is THE best cuddler in ua
— i think he likes spooning and he's usually the big spoon
— likes kissing your shoulder and your neck
— but he keeps his room cold
— so his body might be warm but his nose, hands and feet are always ice cold
"toshi stop your hands are cold." you complain as you feel his hand sneak up your shirt and rub up and down your side, "can't help it." "you could just not have your hand under my shirt, y'know." he scoffs, "too bad, i like this though." "your hand is cold shinsou." he scrunches his face, "don't call me that, it's toshi or baby to you." you laugh, "baby or toshi, got it." "good." he smiles proudly, pressing a kiss to the back of your neck. "sorry baby." "it's alright just don't do it again, there will be consequences." "uh oh, like what?" "like i'll never kiss you again for a week." you gasp, "you wouldn't dare!" "i would dare." "that's horrible!" "i know, so you better not call me that again." you nod, "alright, i learned my lesson."
denki
— when denki's tired denki cuddles
— he's clingy too
— he likes to rest his head on your chest
— and have his arms wrapped around your waist
— traces little lightening bolts on your back with his finger
— falls asleep hella quick
"hi babe!" denki exclaims, flopping himself onto your bed, "hi kami." he turns his head to look at you, "whatcha doin'?" "i was about to take a nap." his eyebrows raise, "oh really? i guess i have to join you now." he grins, scooting closer to you, wrapping his arms around your waist, "are you even tired?" "nuh uh, but i wanna be with you.-" you nod, fingers running through his hair causing him to hum, "-i missed you." you giggle, "missed you too." after he lays his head on your chest he'a out like a light, "'not tired' huh?" you tease, moving some hair out of his face, "you're lucky you're cute.... and warm."
shoto
— i mean cmon we all know he's a amazing at cuddling
— the perfect temp
— at first he was a little awkward but after a few times he's a pro
— likes when you lay on top of him n he can have a hand rested on your lower back
— likes to read while you cuddle if you're not both napping
for you and shoto, a rainy day meant lounging around the dorms, that's why you both lay on the couch listening to the rain tap on the window, though he's reading. he's startled when you jolt, waking yourself up, "something wrong?" he moves his so he can see you clearly, "mhm, i didn't mean to fall asleep." you answer, laying your head back down on his chest. he hums in response, a warm hand rubbing circles on your lower back as he goes back to his book. it doesn't take long for you to doze back off as he begins to read aloud to you.
bakugou
— also likes when you lay on top of him
— but likes when you're face is in the crook of his neck
— dont tell him i told you but he loves when u kiss his neck
— just lil kisses nothing major
— will tell you to stop but secretly hopes you don't
you lay on bakugou, a blanket thrown over the both of you, his hands using your back as a rest as he scrolls through his phone. "quit that, y/n." he growls, "quit what?" you reply, smirk on your lips. he groans, "you know what, idiot. stop." you chuckle, "okay okay." you adjust your head on his shoulder but not even five minutes later you're pecking his neck again. he shuts his phone off, tossing it somewhere else on the bed and wraps his arms around your waist, "i told you to stop." he whisper into your ear before resting his forehead against your shoulder though he doesn't complain as you continue.
mina
— loves when you lay your head on her chest
— she loves the feeling of protecting you
— so i think she'd be the big spoon
— except you're facing eachother
"so how was your day?" mina asks, fingers toying with the hem of your shirt, "tiring." she pouts a your response "we should take a nap then, hm?" she starts drawing hearts on your back, "just for an hour, i have to study for tomorrow's exam." mina nods, "i'll set an alarm." but she doesn't and you end up sleeping for three hours, how can you be mad at her though? "i just wanted you to get some rest baby, you deserved it." she mumbles, frown on her face eyes glossy, afraid you're upset with her. "i'm not mad you, princess. thank you for taking care of me." she immediately lightens up at your words, arms wrapping around your waist, "i just love you so much."
sero
— your head on his chest. please.
— runs his finger tips up and down your back
— watches tiktoks with you
— or random ass yt videos he finds interesting
"look babe, watch this video. i saw it last night and i just had to show you" sero says, suddenly causing you to look over to his phone screen, "look it's just a complication of cute baby animals, as soon as i saw it i thought of you- watch, watch." you watch the 20 minute video with him, "that was cute hanta." "wasn't it? i thought of you when i saw it." "when'd you watch it?" "i dunno it was like 3:00am and i couldn't sleep." you hum in response, "there's more if you wanna watch em, i haven't seen those though." he offers, scrolling through the selection, "really hanta?" "....what?" "of course i wanna watch them." "okay good, i was gonna watch them regardless but it's better with you."
uraraka
— like bakugou's but she's the one laying on you
— loves when you have your hands resting on her lower back or your arms wrapped around her waist
— makes her feel secure n safe
— and kiss her neck too
— she gets so shy omg
"baby, c'mere." you open your arms and motion uraraka over, he does, crawling on top of you before resting her cheek on your shoulder, "did you need something?" she asks, "nuh uh, just wanna cuddle is that okay?" she lets out a breathy giggle, "fine with me." a comfortable silence falls between the two of you, almost coaxing her to sleep until she feels you kiss her neck once, and then again... and again, at this point she can't fight the blush on her cheeks and she's about to tell you to stop until you speak up, "you know i love you right?" your question only reddens her cheeks even more. "mhm." she lets you continue with the kisses on her neck, "i love you too y/n."
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lunaekalenda · 3 years ago
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"𝔰𝔩𝔢𝔢𝔭𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔢" 𝔭𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔨 𝔬𝔫 𝔞𝔬𝔱 𝔟𝔬𝔶𝔰! - 𝔠𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔞𝔟 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 @levisgirll
Hello everyone!! This is a special collab post brought to you by ‘cookiefics’ and ‘levisgirll’ and we decided to work together and write up a post which is y/n pranking their aot boyfriends!
Check out cookiefics for Eren and Reiner -  you’re here :D
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Synopsis: Y/N decided to prank the boys in attack on titan by saying they don’t want to ‘sleep with them tonight’. Some will get annoyed, sad, might tease you back or try to get your attention! And to make it up, Y/N ends the prank by saying the 3 words they long wanted to hear! So pick or check out which character you like the most and enjoy <3 We promise this will be good, it is filled with love, fluff, entertainment and a little bit angst.
a/n:  hi! cookie here lol. just wanted to say that working with mina was such a good and fun experience! i absolutely enjoyed every minute of it! :D i’m really happy about how it ended and i really hope you all enjoy this as much as we enjoyed creating it together! also, remember to check Mina’s works on @levisgirll to find more quality - specially for levi- content, you won’t regret it, she’s SUPER talented !! ;) please support her on her works !
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eren x reader, reiner x reader
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eren:
Eren didn’t expect that to come out of your mouth so smoothly as it did.
“Today I prefer to sleep alone.” he raised a brow, a silent ask in his eyes while he took off his shirt, getting ready for bed. He looks at you once again, seeing how you’re not in bed, just sitting there, looking at him.
“Are you serious?” he asks. You nod quietly. You can see how his lip pouts a little, his nose being extremely cute while he does it.
You want to laugh so bad, his confused green eyes looking quietly around, as if he was searching a camera or something.
“Where am I supposed to sleep then, honey?” he asks, without even asking again if he has to sleep far from you.
“I don’t know… On the sofa?” you ask. He sighs. He looks once more to you, making sure you want that.
“‘M going then, good night, honey.” he says, the pout still on his mouth.
“Night, Eren.”
That definitely made him turn around and face you. 
“Okay. No good, just night, followed by Eren as if i did something. What did I do this time?” he asks. His precious eyes are still on yours, and you shake your head.
“You did nothing.” you say. His brain starts to work at 100% capacity. Maybe the problem is that he didn’t make anything.
He looked quick to the clock. It isn’t your birthday, your anniversary or any other special date.
He kissed you this morning before and after leaving home. He called you during your work rest. He cooked dinner and spent some time with you on the couch.
What the hell are you saying then? You want to sleep alone for what reason?
He doesn’t want to pressure you, though. He knows maybe you have your reasons to avoid him today and he doesn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable.
He takes then his pillow and walks towards the couch, taking a blanket on his way. He murmurs to himself and you can hear him, trying to cover your laugh.
Minutes later, you walk silently to the couch. Eren is almost ready for his sleep, his hair tangled on a low bun and his pillow on the couch.
“Honey, what are you doing here?” he asks. You laugh quietly.
“It was a joke.” Eren’s green eyes are now open with surprise, before a brow raises quietly.
“Oh, so it was a joke.” he says, getting up slowly. “How funny.”
He was supposed to laugh, but he looks at you instead, with a serious expression. “Search where to hide cause I’m not going to be merciful with you.”
You run towards your bedroom, laughing, and you can hear his steps behind you. You jump into your shared bed, seeing how he closes the door behind him.
You move until your back is against the headboard. You keep laughing.
“Eren!” you say, and he takes off his bun. Then, casually, he takes the hair tie between his teeth, a smirk starting to appear on his lips.
He crawls to the bed, his arms all tensed, the muscles on his back marked by the strength he’s using to lift his body.
He gets closer to you, the hair tie still between his lips. This isn’t funny anymore. You want that damn hair tie to disappear from his mouth. You want to be the thing Eren is casually kissing.
He sits in front of you, his eyes never leaving yours.
With patience, he ties his hair in a bun, your eyes following his fingers, how they pass the hair between the hair tie parts. His eyes are still locked on yours. Once he’s finished, he gets closer.
“That joke of yours annoyed me. Now, deal with it, hm?” he whispers.
That was almost a direct attack. You feel your legs weak against his husky voice. He smirks, getting closer to you.
Closed door, hair in a tight bun, no shirt and just a little lamp as a source of light made you think of how the night will end, making you smile for yourself while he keeps being closer. Your lips are almost on his, but he takes his head away, smiling.
“If you think I tied up my hair and closed the door to do disrespectful things with you, you’re so wrong, honey” he says. You’re totally shocked and Eren laughs.
“What was that, Jaeger?” you ask, surprised because of the change of his mood. He enters the bed between laughs.
“Revenge, honey.”
You pout while he gets comfortable on the bed.
“Now you should kiss me.” you say. You’re angry at him now. Is he leaving you like that? Like the mess he made out of you?
“I want to sleep. Good night, y/n”
reiner:
“Reiner…” You call him. He looks at you, his sweet smile only directed at you. That makes your heart flutter, and also makes you feel kinda cruel.
“Yes, my love?”
“Today I want to sleep alone.” All the joy and calm in his eyes starts to disappear, his head getting full of thoughts.
“Why?” he asks simply. “Please, my love, don’t sleep away from me…” His head got invaded.
Why? Did I mess it up? Does they want to leave me? Did I fail again?
You can see how the prank started to make his head overthink, so you approach him quickly.
Your hands take his t-shirt, pulling him to you. He has a sad expression.
“Sorry, Rein. It was just a TikTok prank and I didn’t know it would affect you so much. I’m so sorry.” You were almost in tears. Reiner sighs.
“Please, don’t do that again.” he asks softly. “I got scared. I thought I made something wrong.” he says. That breaks your heart a little more. You start to cry against his shirt. “Hey, love. Don’t cry. It was just a joke.” he says.
He turns around and takes your face in his hands. You feel how he wipes out some tears, smiling a little for you. “But please, never scare me like that.”
“I’m sorry.” you say again. He takes your face closer and kisses your forehead sweetly.
“But you do still love me, right?” That question makes you shed a couple tears.
“I love you, Rein. I do, please don’t forget it.”
He smiles a little more. “I also love you a lot.” he says. He takes his lips again to your face, this time, your nose. “But you really scared me.”
“I’ll never do it again.” you say. He looks at you.
“Then.. Can I sleep here?” he asks. You both laugh a little.
Once you two are accommodated, with you between Reiner’s arms, feeling his soft breath on your hair and his legs tangled with yours, you feel safe.
“Rein.” you whisper. He hums. “If I ever hurt you, please tell me. Even if it is just a little thing.” He takes you closer. “I don’t want to hurt you.” you say. Your lips leave a kiss on his chest, near to where his heart is beating. You feel his hands hugging your body stronger.
“Okay. But the same goes for you. I don’t want to hurt you. You’re the most precious person I have.” he says. His hands go up and down your spine.
“You’re also the most important person to me. I really love you. I fell in love with you and I wouldn’t doubt doing it again.” you say. You feel how his mouth moves against your head. “Rein?”
Afraid of finding him crying, you look at him. The moonlight that enters is enough to see your boyfriend’s smile.
“That’s… That’s so sweet. You make me so happy…” his  eyes are now shining. You are grateful for seeing that shining again. He caresses your cheek again, and you rest your head on the pillow, letting your faces meet.
“Rein.”
“Hm?” he says, fixed on your eyes and the way his thumb draws on your cheek.
“Can I kiss you?”
He smiles widely, even more than before. He gets closer to you.
“Until my lips hurt, please.”
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angeloroki · 4 years ago
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kissing booth — 1-A boys
— character ; izuku, shoto, bakugo, denki, kirishima x gn!reader
the boys are aged up to third year so they're 18 :)
— genre ; fluff
— a/n ; fgsgh cute
@ur-local-reality-shifter this one is for you bestie <33
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shoto todoroki
you were sitting quietly in your chair waiting for the others to arrive. well, you didn't think it would be that empty. at the same time, the other people's attractions were pretty good. you could see from your seat a haunted house, small roller coasters made by the assistance channel, and even an ice palace.
you turned to hagakure.
« there's no point to this, no one will come, we might as well close, and go enjoy with the others ! »
oh
you turned around, and a shoto was standing in front of you with a $5 bill. although his face was stoic, you could see a slight red tint to his cheeks.
« sorry, i thought it was still open. »
« um i- »
hagakure waved his hands in front of him.
« we're still open! hand me that and stand in front of it ! »
she snatched the ticket from him, and gently pushed the young man so that he was close to you. very close indeed. you felt the warmth pass through your body.
« i don't really know how to kiss, » he says in a breath.
you smile gently at him, his tenderness melting you.
« okay, just put your hand on my hip. »
and gently you led the dance. a dance that was uniquely sweet. he put his lips on yours, they tasted like cherries. and yet despite what he told you, he knew how to marry your lips. pleasantly surprised, you let him take the reins and felt his hands on your hips. your smile grew wider as he extended the kiss.
you finally pulled away from him to watch him carefully. a faint, mischievous smile came over his face. oh.
a slight, awkward laugh echoed between the two of you. what a player.
« are you sure you don't know how to kiss todoroki ? » you say half amused and half annoyed.
he shrugged slightly.
« we can tell i have a very pedagogue teacher. »
you raised your eyes to the sky, before drawing him towards you and placing a kiss on his cheek. and you can say that it took him by surprise.
« here, this one is for me, playboy. »
the icyhot boy gave you an amused look, his cheeks all red. this story was far from over.
izuku midoriya
momo had many more suitors than you. and it's normal, the young brunette was incomparably beautiful.
as for you, you managed the cash register, and that suited you very well.
it was break time when momo came to you with a smile on her face.
« exchange with me for the next 10 minutes. »
you looked at her, with an interorogatory expression.
« but... »
without waiting for you to finish your sentence, she took you to the chair where she had been sitting for the last few hours. you didn't understand, what was she doing all of a sudden ?
the next suitor came towards you, a hiccup of surprise escaped your lips when you realized who it was. your crush, with green hair.
« izuku ? »
the young man in front of you stammered before putting a hand on his neck.
« i saw that you were holding the stand with momo so... »
« i'm sorry, you were expecting to kiss her...» you say in a slightly saddened voice.
« no ! not really no, i'm glad you switched in time. actually it was you i wanted... well you know what... »
you finally understood why momo had that devilish smile on her face.
well, now that you were in front of each other, you might as well do it.
gently, you put a hand on his shoulder and placed a light kiss on his lips. surprised by the softness of your lips, izuku prolonged it a little awkwardly. not knowing what to do with his hands, he placed them on your waist.
it was a messy kiss, but just as passionate.
« wow... i... it was my first kiss. »
a crystalline laugh escaped your lips.
« i can see that. »
katsuki bakugo
the kising booth you had set up with hagakure worked great. whether it was girls or boys, a long line stretched to the next booth.
« bakugo ! you can't just- »
you turned your head to see what was going on. he was standing in front of the cash register handing your friend a wad of cash.
« take this and let me go. »
she sighed and took the money. you saw the young blond man push the other people who were waiting and walk towards you. a mischievous smile settled on your face.
« wait, is that a $50 bill i just saw ? »
katsuki grunted and looked away, his cheeks all red.
« so what ? it's for the class trip, isn't it ? » he said in an irritated voice.
you nodded, trying to hold back your laughter. you knew that he didn't care about field trips. especially since kirishima had inadvertently told you that bakugo has a crush on you.
« so, do i kiss you or have i been conned ?
you took his hand to approach him, and placed a long kiss on him. it was long, passionate and perhaps slightly romantic. without you realizing it, he had managed to trap you in his big muscular arms. you smirk, before pulling away from him.
« mmh, thanks to your contribution we're sure to have a good trip to europe. but you should have listened to what hakagure had to say, 1 kiss per person no matter how much money you gave! »
he rolled his eyes.
« oi oi oi you owe me at least 20 more, y/n. »
eijro kirishima
you handed the money to mina.
« go ahead ! » she said in a cheerful voice.
you walked up to the stage and found yourself in front of kirishima, your crush of a few months. you felt the heat rise to your cheeks. but who sent you to do this? was it possible to go and get a refund? if so, you had a few seconds before he noticed you and-
« oh y/n! thanks for stopping by our booth, i guess i owe you a kiss now? »
an embarrassed laugh escaped your lips. you finally dared to meet his eyes. and you found yourself melting in front of him again. he was dressed in his normal clothes, i.e. a tshirt and jeans. and his bright smile lit up his face.
« yes, i suppose so. », you finally say.
he put both hands on your cheeks and placed a soft kiss on your lips. it was quick, yet intense. you could feel butterflies in your stomach. slightly disappointed that he was pulling away from you, you were surprised to see what a mess he was. his hair was a mess, his eyes were red, he was having a hard time getting back to normal.
« y- you know how to kiss well... » he said in a soft voice.
it was your turn to smile mischievously this time.
« i guess i can give you some lessons one day. »
denki kaminari
you were quietly waiting for the next person to whom you would give a kiss when you saw the young blond coming in front of you
with a big smile on his face, he winked at you a lot, which made you laugh slightly.
« tell me that you know how to kiss at least denki. »
« mmh, i look like a god kisser, right ? »
you rolled your eyes, and moved closer to him. you were close enough for your lips to touch without really forming a kiss. he let out a naughty laugh, before placing his hand on the back of your neck and pulling you closer to him. enough for him to initiate a playful and boisterous kiss.
he wasn't lying, because it was the best kiss you've had all night.
your hands met his cheeks, and a little electricity ran through your fingers.
« ouch! »
he shifted from you to watch you, looking distraught.
« i'm sorry. »
« oh, it's oka- »
he took your hand and placed a chaste kiss on it. his thoughtful gesture managed to warm your face.
his naïve smile returned to his face, and he winked at you for the umpteenth time.
« i'll probably come back for another kiss y/n! »
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andypantsx3 · 4 years ago
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Always First | Bakugou/Reader
I accidentally deleted the ask for this one and I cannot for the life of me remember who asked for it!! I’m super sorry, but here you go anyway!!
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Prompt: “It’s not a double date, we’re just third and fourth wheeling.” Word Count: 700 words Tags/Warnings: mostly SFW Notes: Thank you to @bobawithpomegranate​ for beta-ing!!
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You should have known Mina was up to something from the beginning.
She’d appeared in your living room—supremely uninvited—on a Wednesday night, already babbling a mile a minute about some cute new boutique bar opening downtown that she was arranging a small group outing to, that you absolutely had to join or you didn’t love her and she was going to chain herself to your couch like a protestor to a tree until you complied.
Small group outing, she’d said.
As if Mina ever did things small.
You’d made the mistake of agreeing, before you found out that small group outing was, apparently, code for Mina, Kirishima of the newly-minted boyfriend status, you...and fucking Bakugou Katsuki.
Bakugou Katsuki, as in the meanest, nastiest, and most unfairly handsome member of your acquaintance—on whom you had nursed something like a masochistic little crush for a number of years. Though you would rather fucking die than admit it.
How Mina had roped him into coming, you almost didn’t want to know.
The four of you were currently wedged into a small booth, Mina and Kirishima chatting happily about nothing, Bakugou shoved up next to you, nursing a beer almost as sour as his expression. He’d been polite enough all evening, which was rare for him, but you kept catching him eyeing you from the corner of his eye—a barely-there flash of bright scarlet—like you were a small child that he didn’t quite trust not to run into the street.
What he thought you were going to do was absolutely beyond you, as you’d been very careful to be polite but distant enough around him all evening, knowing as you did that he was deeply disinterested in you. 
Even if it was really hard with the entirety of his right side pressed up against you like that. His very warm, very muscular, very nice-smelling right side.
It seemed like the evening was drawing safely to a close around one a.m.—you were already patting yourself on the back for keeping your hands to yourself—when Mina finally struck.
“Well this was a wonderful double date—let’s do it again soon!” she chirped. Her grin was bordering just on the wrong side of sharp, predatory.
You fought down a furious blush, and an instant annoyance with her. Why was she trying to undo all your hard work this evening? You’d managed to keep things so platonic up until this point, and Bakugou was barely even mean to you.
“It’s not a double date,” you insisted. “We’re just third and fourth wheeling.”
There was a scoff from Bakugou. 
And then he completely missed the point. 
“Fuck you, I’ve never been third in my life,” he said venomously.
Your head whipped around to stare at him. Those scarlet eyes glared back.
“Bakugou, you—” you floundered. “It’s an expression. First and second wheels are dating. We’re not dating.”
“You think I couldn’t fucking date you?” he demanded, gaze narrowing in on you with an intensity that was incredibly alarming. You struggled to process this.
“I didn’t say that but—wait, what?” you asked. 
Across the table, Kirishima reached up to pinch the bridge of his nose. Mina looked beside herself with glee.
“I’ll fucking date the shit out of you,” Bakugou spat. “I’ll date you so hard you fucking bleed.”
You let out a noise of confusion, struggling to come up with the right words for this situation. 
Bakugou, however, must have taken this as a direct challenge. He angrily slapped a stack of bills down on the table, more than enough to cover both of your drinks, and then he was wrenching you away from the table without so much as a goodbye to your friends.
Mina, apparently, hadn’t anticipated one.
As Bakugou herded you out of the bar, keeping up a stream of comments that suggested he was going to commence your relationship by blowing out your back over the side of your couch—“walk fucking faster, damn you”—your phone pinged with a text from her.
He came because I told him you would be here. Just...keep that in mind.
And then another.
There’s a strip of condoms in your purse. Make good choices.
….You were gonna have to thank her.
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yslkook · 4 years ago
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BORDERSZ (4)
mind of mine masterlist
summary: jungkook accompanies you on your journey to purchase a brand new car. jimin charms your pants off (or attempts to) and sora has a proposal for you that you don't quite say no to. pairing: “badboy” jk x “shy/reserved” oc warnings: cursing, alc, excessive use of pet names, kinda toxic friendship
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It takes about two weeks for Jungkook to understand exactly what kind of car you were looking for- essentially a sturdy vehicle that would get you from point A to point B without fail. Something reliable, would last for years and years, something efficient. Not necessarily anything fancy or luxurious.
But Jungkook had finally got you to shyly confess that you wouldn’t mind having heated seats in your car. After all, it had been something you’d dreamed of ever since you had received your driver’s license-
“Nothing else? Just heated seats?” Jungkook implores curiously as he pours over your meticulous binder for the fifth time. Honestly, you didn’t really need his help. You already knew what you were doing. His presence at the dealership will probably ensure that you’re not getting scammed, if anything. He loves his friends (two of them being his roommates), but he knows the truth about how they make their sales.
Mei and Mina call them sleazy car salesmen for a reason after all.
“It’s not ‘just’ heated seats!” You protest, “We never had the money for cars with heated seats when I was growing up. So that’s what I want.”
“How about leather heated seats?” Jungkook suggests, “Leather seats have better ventilation-”
“Oh, I know,” You say matter-of-factly.
“Of course you do. Smart ass.”
It feels incredibly domestic, walking into Namjoon’s car dealership together with Jungkook. Shoulder to shoulder, hopping off of his motorcycle together. He had taken it upon himself to purchase a second helmet, despite your insistence that you would pay for one.
But he had told you not to get a big head, that the helmet wasn’t for you specifically. That he needed a second helmet anyway, and you joining him on the motorcycle more and more as of recently was just the impetus for him to purchase one.
So you say nothing when it’s clear that he had bought the helmet with you in mind- it’s a sleek, glossy lilac color. A similar shade of lilac as your phone case, your favorite small backpack, and your work notebook.
You say nothing about it, only keeping your small smile to yourself.
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Of course it’s Jimin who immediately jumps up to offer you assistance today. He gives Jungkook a Cheshire grin, mischief dancing in his eyes. Not that you would know otherwise.
He knows Jimin won’t let him live this down. At least Taehyung might have a little more tact than Jimin.
“So are you both looking for a vehicle together?” Jimin asks once you’re both seated in the comfortable leather seats in front of his desk, when in fact he knows damn well that you’re not.
“Huh? N-no, I’m looking for a car. Jungkook is helping me out,” You say, your face heating up at the implication. Isn’t Jimin one of his roommates?
Jungkook’s tongue pokes his cheek. You notice.
“I’m here to make sure that you or Taehyung don’t scam her,” Jungkook says, “Where’s Joon? He’s less...annoying than you.”
“Joon can’t even drive a fucking car. He has no business trying to sell them,” Jimin says swiftly.
“Er,” You interrupt softly, “Isn’t he your boss? He owns the entire dealership, doesn’t he?”
Jungkook stifles a laugh at your presumed innocence. You offer a slick smile to Jimin when he scoffs in amusement.
“Yes,” Jimin says, “So tell me. How can I make your dreams come true?”
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If Jungkook wasn’t with you, you think you would’ve fallen victim to Jimin’s charms long ago. He’s nice, a little flirty and funny. But helpful. You can see how someone might end up paying more than they’d need to with Jimin being their car salesman.
You listen to every word Jimin says, taking notes in a specific section of your binder with your favorite black ballpoint pen. You need to have all the information at your fingertips before making a big decision, no matter what it is. Jungkook had teased you for it at first, but he’s become accustomed to your thought process.
Jimin has shown you at least five different types of models of cars ranging from sedans to SUVs. In theory, they all fit the bill. But you haven’t really felt the connection with any of them.
Jimin is nothing if not patient, though.
“I’m sorry,” You say, “I know I’m being meticulous. You must be annoyed.”
“It’s my job, sweetheart,” Jimin shrugs, “Besides, you can repay me with your phone number maybe, huh?”
“That doesn’t sound like an ethical business practice,” You say flatly while Jungkook glares at Jimin (who only smirks at him in return), “You already have it. From when I made the appointment.”
“Is that an invitation?”
“You wish,” You roll your eyes, “Does every one of your clients get this treatment or is it just me?”
“Nah, it’s just anyone who catches Jungkookie’s eye,” Jimin winks at you and Jungkook is about to strangle his roommate. Perhaps he should put an ad out for a new roommate, considering he might kill his current one in the next five minutes.
“O-oh,” You falter, cheeks blazing at this point, “Can we look at a few more? I’m gonna use the restroom really quickly. Maybe even grab a coffee.”
“Sure, sweetheart. I’m not going anywhere.”
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“Will you fuckin’ stop it? I can’t believe you,” Jungkook hisses, “We’re literally at your workplace and you’re putting the moves on her-”
“Oh, will you relax,” Jimin says breezily, “I’m just seeing if she’ll take the bait.”
“There’s no reason for that shit,” Jungkook says, glaring at his friend, “Cut it out.”
“I like her,” Jimin says, as if he hadn’t spoken, “She’s cute.”
“Back off,” Jungkook says, “And while we’re at it, just for you being an ass. You’re gonna give her heated seats for free.”
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Jungkook watches your eyes light up at the car that Jimin is currently telling you about. He can already tell from your wide eyes and soft, excited smile that this is the one. You’re already running the checklist through your head, physically looking at your notes as Jimin easily answers your questions.
“Can I take her for a test drive?” You ask Jimin and he somehow produces a set of keys for the exact model from his pocket.
“I knew this would be the one…” Jimin says as he takes you to the parking lot to grab the test car. Jungkook rolls his eyes in fondness and heads off to find his other roommate, Taehyung. And to say hello to his friend, Namjoon.
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“It suits you,” Jimin says once you’d taken the car out for a drive and brought it back safely.
“You think so?” You ask, giving the keys back to him, “I bet you say that to everyone.”
“Only when I mean it, sweetheart,” Jimin winks at you.
“How lucky for me,” You mutter under your breath, “So...what are the next steps?”
“I bring out the contract, you sign it, and you take your new car home,” Jimin says confidently.
“Yeah,” You say dreamily and look outside to the car in longing. You’ve done the homework, done the research. Went through this logically and meticulously. Even if the car does start depreciating the minute you step out of the dealership… You want it. It checks all of the boxes, you know you’ll get your money’s worth from it.
But before you give Jimin the okay to draw up the contracts, you want to tell Jungkook. You spot him talking to Taehyung, his bunny smile on display (which makes you smile in turn) and excuse yourself from Jimin for a minute to go after Jungkook.
“Hi,” You say and introduce yourself to Taehyung, who offers you a wide, boxy smile, “I’m gonna get it. The car, I mean. I love her.”
“She passed the vibe check?” Jungkook asks.
“Yeah. She passed the vibe check.”
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When you comb through the hefty contract with sharp eyes, Jungkook is somewhat amused to see the free of charge cost for the heated seats. Jimin only winks at him in response.
You can’t seem to find anywhere else where Jimin may be overcharging you, so you ask Jungkook to review it, too. And surprisingly, Jungkook finds nothing out of the ordinary. He knows how Jimin operates here, trying to gain any extra cent of commission that he can. Not that that’s a terrible thing.
“It’s yours, sweetheart,” Jimin says fifteen minutes later, once you sign your name on the dotted line.
“Really?” You let out an exhilarated laugh, adrenaline suddenly coursing through your veins, “Really, really?”
“Keys are yours, and someone will bring the car out front for you,” Jimin smiles, “Congratulations on your first car. I’m honored that you chose me to help you make this purchase.”
“Wouldn’t have had it any other way, Jimin,” You beam. After a moment of deliberation, “Oh, by the way- have fun on your date with Mina tonight. I heard all about it.”
Mischief dances in your eyes and Jimin’s eyebrows shoot up to his hairline as he lets out a surprised laugh. Jungkook looks at you proudly- that’s what Jimin gets for being a menace.
Jungkook wraps an arm around your shoulders and walks you out of the dealership and you slowly wrap a tentative, shy arm around his waist. You both wait shoulder to shoulder for one of the dealership boys to bring your brand new car out front.
In the meantime, you try to pluck up the courage to ask Jungkook to have a drink with you after. To celebrate and to treat your friend for helping you out for the last few weeks. You bite your bottom lip in nervousness and Jungkook notices. He wants nothing more than to gently pull your bottom lip out of your own grip, but refrains from doing so.
But you realize, it’s Jungkook, this is your friend and the comforting, warm scent of laundry that envelopes you gives you a little courage.
“Do you want to grab a drink or something after this?” You ask softly, “I… wanted to treat you. For helping me the last few weeks with the car stuff.”
“C’mon, baby. You know I’ll never say no to a pretty girl buying me a drink,” Jungkook says, lips pulled apart into a sly smirk.
“Oh, that’s all I am to you? A pretty girl?” You roll your eyes and shove his shoulder playfully, despite the heat in your cheeks.
“Not at all,” Jungkook murmurs, tightening his hold around your shoulders and looking at you with sincerity dripping from his big, brown eyes, “You’re my pretty girl.”
If he didn’t have a strong arm around your shoulders, you’re certain you would’ve evaporated into the floor at his words.
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The image of Jungkook smoking outside of the bar right under the glowing, purple neon lights is an image you haven’t seen very often. A strand of dark hair falls in front of his face as he lights his cigarette, his eyebrows knitted together in concentration.
Even from this distance, you can see the purse of his lips and the silver glint of rings on his fingers. It shouldn’t send a rush down your spine the way it does, but you won’t deny it. When it comes to Jungkook, you won’t deny your feelings. Or your attraction.
For some reason, a thought crosses your mind- you hadn’t told Sora that you had purchased a new car. Much less that Jungkook had helped you pick one out. But you push her from your mind easily, as if you’ve been doing the last few weeks. It’s been difficult for you to keep Jungkook out of your conversations with Sora- she always has a way of bringing him up more than not.
But it’s not just Jungkook she has a strong, stubborn opinion on. It’s everything these days- you had showed her cars that you were interested in and she had shot every one of them down, she always has something to say about your passion for work (or rather she never pays enough attention about it), and she even had something negative to say when you had timidly brought up that you were maybe thinking about another ear piercing.
You’re growing tired of it. You find yourself getting nervous around her, like you’re walking on eggshells around her. Even when she just texts you, your heart speeds up in anxiety. But at the same time, there is a voice in your head telling you not to upset her.
As if that’s somehow the worst thing that could ever happen. Objectively, you know Sora. You know she’s stubborn and loud in her opinions and always has to get her way. But at the core of it all, you want to believe that she has a good heart. Because if she doesn’t have a good heart… Then what were you doing this to yourself for? What were you surrounding yourself with all of this negativity for?
You can sense Jungkook’s dislike of her, even if he doesn’t outright say it. But you’re no idiot. Mina and Mei have been honest with you on their opinions of her. So has Yoongi and Hobi.
They all think she’s dragging you down and that you’ll spiral in her negativity if you don’t open your eyes. They’ve all had a few choice words for her, but you find yourself uneasy whenever the topic of Sora comes up.
The more you hear it, the more you wonder about your supposed best friend. But you push those sour thoughts away to focus on the man in your field of vision.
Your heart hammers in your chest as you approach him on unsteady feet.
“Don’t look at me like that,” Jungkook mutters with the cigarette in between his lips when you get closer to get a good look at him.
“I’m not looking at you like anything,” You reply, eyes subconsciously wandering to the cigarette. Your nose scrunches at the smell without you even realizing it.
“You look like my mom when she first saw me smoking,” Jungkook says bluntly.
“Your mom? You really wanna compare me to your mother?” You raise an eyebrow, “Don’t know what that says about you, Jungkook.” Jungkook lets out a surprised laugh at that.
“Shut up,” Jungkook rolls his eyes and peels himself off of the brick wall before putting his cigarette out and tossing it in the ashtray next to him, “I think you owe me a drink?”
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Jungkook, you decide, is dangerous and warm all at once. The starry glint of his big, doe eyes throws you off more than once, leaving you either stammering over your words or choking on your drink when you try to reply to him.
The bar is quiet and nearly empty, only the sounds of faint music playing in the background to keep you both company. You’re both facing each other at the bar, knees touching ever so slightly.
Even that simple touch makes you feel warm all over.
Jungkook slides your drink towards you, a soft ‘thank you’ pushing itself out of your lips. You suppress a shiver when his ring clad fingers brush over yours, and he notices the way you tense up a little bit with his touch.
He appreciates the way the dim lights shine on your hair and illuminate the planes of your pretty face. He thinks it’s the perfect lighting for a photo of you- the dark colored jacket and your dark wash jeans blending into the colors of the bar around you. Something at the base of your neck glints as you turn to face him.
“Cheers, to your new car,” Jungkook murmurs, tipping his glass towards yours.
“Cheers to you for helping me,” You reply with a smile, clinking your drink with his.
“Pleasure’s all mine, baby,” Jungkook says, “You deserve it.”
“Deserve a vehicle that will have hardly any value in ten to fifteen years?”
“You deserve something for yourself,” Jungkook corrects, looking into your eyes as if he can see right through you. You’d told him how you had grown up with one car amongst a family of five, and how money was tight when you were younger. You were the eldest of three, and now that everyone was older, you had slowly started dipping your toes into the concept of having things for yourself.
You whisper a soft thank you and take a sip of your drink. “My parents were so excited about the car,” You say quietly, “Told them I couldn’t have done it without you.”
“Oh? You told your parents about me?”
“Had to tell them about the man who got me heated seats for free,” You reply with a knowing grin, “You think I didn’t catch that?”
“Heated seats were the least Jimin could’ve done,” Jungkook rolls his eyes.
You wave him off, “I like him. I could see why him and Mina are good together. She told me they’ve had this weird on and off thing for, like, a year now? Like c’mon. Get it together.”
“Yeah. Don’t know why they keep denying the inevitable,” He says, voice full of something barely concealed.
“The inevitable?”
“They both have their issues but… They would make it work if they sorted themselves out,” He says softly, a tenderness to his eyes that makes your belly flip. You don’t know if he’s talking about Jimin and Mina or about… something else.
Something else being you and him.
“Maybe one of them is scared,” You whisper.
“They can work through it together,” Jungkook replies instantly. The air in between you both is charged, plush with tension and electricity. You look at him unsurely, with wide eyes, and god, if Jungkook doesn’t want to sweep you off of your feet and pull you in for a kiss.
“Jungkook, I-” You murmur, voice soft and deafening, silky like honey in his ears. The moment is right there, ripe for you, ripe for him...
And then your phone starts ringing, and Jungkook has never heard a worse sound. Your chest drops for a second when you see that it’s Sora calling you, and Jungkook has never felt as frustrated as he does right in this moment. Each significant moment of frustration over the past few months has Sora linked to it. He wonders if she has a radar for interrupting at the worst possible moments.
You give him an apologetic glance before answering the phone. She only calls if it’s important or if she needs you so you won’t risk it.
“H-hello-”
“You’ll never guess what I just did,” Comes Sora’s excited voice through the receiver. It’s too sugary, too sweet. You wince.
“What’s that?” You mumble, shoulders drooping.
“Got you a date for this Friday, you remember Yunho right?” She exclaims. If your heart wasn’t on the floor already, it certainly was by now. “He wants to take you out- he’s the lawyer, remember?”
“Y-yeah, I remember,” You say weakly, “But-”
Jungkook’s eyes flash at your suddenly dejected frown. That’s what Sora does- she takes you and she turns your happiness into something sad. It’s like she can’t stand to see you happy about something that doesn’t align with her “vision”.
“You can thank me later, babe,” Sora says cheerily. This time, you visibly cringe as you try to protest. Try to tell her that you don’t want a date with this man, that you only want a date with the man in front of you. But you can’t get the words out, she won’t listen and she hangs up on you before you can get a word in edgewise.
“Sorry about that,” You mutter.
“Why? She’s your friend. Not mine,” Jungkook says brusquely and you bristle at his bluntness.
You’re distracted for the rest of the evening, mind on another wavelength. He knows you’re upset, but he doesn’t push. He gets you to smile and laugh a few times, only for your eyes to turn sad right after.
Jungkook only wishes that you’d be able to see what was right in front of you.
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