#i'm sorry i forgot how you signed off (i think it was with your initials) >o< but yes... this is for you

[miraeluc]

i loved ur last hcs about sh so much ! if its not too much, can i ask for u to make a 2nd part (?) including shoto & izuku. please, im begging u, ill sell my organs if needed. thank u <3

dearest, from the depth of my heart, i’m offering my sincere apologies, for some stupid reason, i saw your ask a few months ago, prepared the draft and forgot entirely about it. i feel so bad pls don't sell your organs omg i hope this reaches you.

bnha boys finding out about your selfharm

prompt: /

pairing: izuku midoriya x reader, todoroki shouto x reader

warnings: mention of bad mental state! (reader); selfharming; some crying; pronouns of reader not mentioned (i think? correct me if i’m wrong pls!)

izuku midoriya

izuku, just like bakugou, was aware that you had been struggling with your mental health

but, obviously, he also was not aware of your self-harm tendencies

to be fair, it wasn't something you struggled with for a long time

only two months, to be exact

the first time you put a blade to your skin was your biggest regret - because although it wasn't pleasureable, it was extremely easy to spiral out of control, doing it nearly every day as if it was routine.

and since it was winter - you didn't worry about hiding it since you could wear long clothes without people questioning it anyway

when izuku found out, he was a mess

it went like this

the both of you were spending a cozy evening together

since everyone in your class was out or with their families, you had the entire living area to yourself

you were sat beside him, scrolling on tiktok and he was doing the same, but on his own phone

after a long while of you guys just silently enjoying eachother's company, he wanted to ask if you were hungry, but since he hadn't spoken in a while his voice cracked while doing so, and you were quick to mock him

long story short, you were now underneath him while he was tickling you.

when you tried to push his hands away, he grabbed your wrist - initially only wanting to stop you, but when you winced, he immediately stopped tickling you and, without thinking, pulled up your sleeve to see if he had hurt you

instead, he was met with the red, angry lines littered across your skin, the wounds not fresh enough to still bleed, but they were obviously still open wounds

you froze in place

he gulped, eyes moving to meet yours before he wordlessly pulled you to sit on his lap, arms wrapping around you and caging you in

"-'s ok. don't feel bad. i'm sorry i didn't realise sooner." he choked out, trying to blink away his tears

you were still frozen in place, thoughts running wild as you tried to gather your words to say something 

“izu.. please- don’t blame yourself for not realising sooner,”

he moved to look at you, teary eyes meeting yours “let’s bandage you up, ok, love?”

before you could react, he already stood - hands steady beneath your thighs, carrying you towards his dorm room, placing you down onto his bed before leaving to grab a first-aid kit from his bathroom

he wordlessly applied aloe vera gel over the more or less still fresh wounds, wrapping bandages around your arm securely before pressing a light kiss on your hand

“we can talk if you want to, but let’s get the food i was talking about earlier, hm?” 

you smiled slightly and nodded

although you still had a long road before you, you felt that a tiny burden had been lifted off your shoulders

you no longer had to fight for happiness all alone, - izuku would be by your side every step of the way, rest assured.

todoroki shouto

although shouto was indifferent, he was not stupid

he didn’t officially know of your battles with mental health, nor did he officially know about your self-harming tendencies, but he picked up the signs.

he didn’t want to confront you about immediately - since he also wasn’t a very open person, he wanted to provide you the space you needed until you were ready to open up and talk about your struggles

in the meantime, he tried his best to subtly ask fuyumi for tips on how to comfort someone when the time came

he did begin to get increasingly worried when he started hearing less and less from you - you often didn’t show up to class, and you never answered texts

todoroki, not being one to pry, tried giving you the space he assumed you needed

he didn’t take it personally - he knew you weren’t doing this on purpose, but he was flooded with worry.

and when he found out you haven’t been leaving your room at all, he decided it was time to react and check on you, even if it meant bothering you

when he stepped into your room, his eyes had to adjust to be able to see in the darkness that immediately engulfed him as the door clicked shut behind him

the air was stale - clothes scattered around the floor. your bed was messy, but you were not to be seen

tentatively he called out your name, switching on the small bedside lamp you had

„y/n?“ as he took in the sight of your room, but his eyes zeroed in on something, an object, on your bedside table

he tried again, blood running cold

„y/n? are you in the bathroom?“

he picked up said object, mindful to not cut himself with the small blade, moving to place it somewhere away from beside your bed - out of sight, in hopes that his heart would slow its racing

„yeah. i’m in here. hold on.“ he heard you groggily call out

his eyes closed in relief at the sound of your voice - having assumed the worst and he sighed shakily, dropping to sit on the edge your bed whilst he waited for you, running a hand through his hair to push it back

when you stepped out of the bathroom, his face understandably dropped

you looked so pale, so defeated

so fragile

he noticed the way you were fidgeting, an arm hidden behind your back - probably the reason he heard you shuffling around your bathroom. maybe in search of something to cover up?

he stood again, slowly approaching you. when you didn’t flinch away, he gently reached up a hand to caress your cheek

„did you bandage yourself up properly?“ he whispered, no hint of judgement in his tone - just worry

and alas, that is all it took for your eyes to brim with tears.

your lower lip shook as you quickly blinked up at him, shaking your head and releasing a heart-shattering sob as your boyfriend engulfed you into his arm - caging you into a protective hug

„it’s okay. will you let me help you?“ he whispered

a/n: hi again - i KNOW i disappeared for like 2 - 3 years but i’m about to finish my drafts and post them out, but i want to announce that requests are temporarily closed as i will no longer be writing about anime characters (unless i get an intense surge of inspiration), but there will be more explaining that in a separate post. for now, enjoy the drafts!

[thefiery-phoenix]

YANDERE CEDRIC DIGGORY HEADCANONS

Cedric as a yandere would be delusional, soft, clingy, protective and obsessive over the love of his life aka. you. He would always spend time with you no matter what and even if his schedule is packed as hell, he'll still find some time to make for you. For him, not seeing you at least 5 times a day is equivalent to him not breathing. And he won't be able to sleep till he doesn't strike up at least one conversation with you after every class is finished lol

He's polite, charming, handsome and you'd actually be lucky to have this goody two shoes here as a yandere for you. He never wants to see you sad or upset or even have tears in those wonderful eyes of yours for that matter. If you're upset and crying about something it just breaks his heart and he'll start hating himself since he couldn't do anything to protect you and you're suffering because of him. But beware once he does find out the reason as to why you're crying though, I can't see him ACTUALLY murdering someone but he'll put them under the Imperius curse and make them say sorry to you, even if it's Malfoy

The worst this goody two shoes here can do is go as far as manipulation that's it. And using the Imperius curse, but other than that he's not insanely possessive over you when someone talks to you like some other yanderes I know (I'm looking at you ferret boy)

He's also a BIG TIME worshipper for you, he literally worships the ground you walk on. He thinks you're a literal divine angel sent from the heavens above to bless him and grace him with your wonderful presence. You're perfection in his eyes, he can't help but want you all for himself. Of course, he'll understand why other people could also be infatuated with you, you're amazing and so...precious. He literally radiates softness, warmth and love when he's around you, lol I make him sound like the male version of Cupid

As much as he won't ever do anything without your consent, he loves holding your hands, an indication and signal for everyone out there to know that you belong to him and only him, no one else, loves hugging and cuddling with you and will also kiss your hand like a true and fine gentleman. And if you initiate any signs of physical affection with him, he'll feel like he's died and gone to heaven and he'll feel so flustered yet happy at the same time, his heart about to burst from his chest. His darling has finally responded to his love, and now it's time for him to take the next step

Now, he has the idea of asking you out planned very carefully. In case you guys forgot, let me remind you that he's the Golden boy of the Hufflepuff house. Meaning his house is willing to do whatever they can to make him happy and content even if it means getting Cedric closer to you and asking you out no matter which house you're in. I guess you could also say that they might also come off as platonic yanderes for you too since they're going to be helping Cedric planning on how to ask you out. Now, he'll ask you out in a public setting with people around and fancy and nice decorations and stuff like that so you won't be able to reject him. Yep, under that innocent good boy personality of his lies a dark manipulative personality of his

Though he might never hurt you he'll turn out to be a bit scary after a while and sooner or later, he's going to get paranoid about your safety. He's also a paranoid yandere, worrying about your safety constantly and he'll kidnap you faster than you can say 'Merlin's pants'. He can't bring himself to punish you at all, he's too soft with you but don't take his kindness for granted else he'll slip Amorentia in your food/ drink or put you under the Imperius Curse to be in love with him. He'll make sure to spoil you with his love and affection forever and ever and ever till time ends...

[wilcze-kudly]

Bolin and Fawning

So, I've wanted to make a post elaborating on Bolin and his people-pleasing tendencies for a while now. Since I incorporate this aspect of his character into most of my fics and I belive it is the key to understanding a lot of his behaviours during the show.

There's no way you can't interpret Mako and Bolin's childhood as traumatic. Having a parent killed in front of one is bad enough, however the continued strain and fear of their childhood spent on the streets likely would've caused complex trauma and lasting psychological effects.

Mako: [Defensive and angrily.] No! You don't know what you're talking about. I just ran numbers for them and stuff. We were orphans out on the street; I did what I had to do to survive and protect my little brother. Korra :[Frontal shot; sympathetically.] I'm sorry. It must have been really hard. [Pauses; carefully.] Can I ask what happened to your parents? Mako :[Close side shot; sighs.] They were mugged, by a firebender. He cut them down right in front of me. I was eight.

Mako : Why? He got paid. You didn't see any pro-benders crying for us when mom and dad died, and we got dumped on the street. Life is hard. You either hustle or get hustled.

For Mako, the way his childhood affected him is pretty obvious. He puts up a tough exterior, as he is the person who usually confronts the danger and protects Bolin both physically and emotionally (to some extent).

Bolin is less obvious.

In fact, he sometimes seems like his difficult childhood barely affected him at all. He's upbeat, cheerful and jovial... the complete oposite of what one would assume someone suffering from horrific trauma would.

Bolin tries extremely hard to make himself palatable to others. He is a people pleaser, through and through.

And this reaction would make sense, when you remember Bolin's circumstances throughout a huge part of his childhood.

He was a small child, completely dependent on his brother, surrounded by dangerous and horrible people. Shady Shin was more than willing to attack the boys at the drop of the hat, depite them having been working for the triple threats for a while. Him and his brother had to scrape and beg for money and food. Their lives were at the mercy of complete strangers.

Why wouldn't Bolin be wary of other people's emotions, when pissing someone off could mean the literal death of him and his brother.

His trauma manifests in a way very in line of the fawning response, one of the four trauma response.

Let's go through some signs of fawning:

Looking to others to see how you feel in a relationship or situation

Bolin has spent his entire childhood looking to Mako for advice and guidance. This is a pattern that has kept them both safe and relatively comfortable throughout all their hardships.

It's only natural that Bolin would still continue this pattern into their late teens. He reaches out to Mako for advice.

Bolin: So, what do you think of Korra, in a "girlfriend" sort of way? Mako : She's great! But I think it makes more sense for me to go for Asami. Bolin: [Slightly annoyed.] I was talking about a girlfriend for me! Leave some ladies for the rest of us!

Or he takes Mako's advice even if he initially disagrees. Mako holds incredible sway over Bolin, even deep into their adulthood.

Mako: So, you and Opal seemed to hit it off dinner. I think she's really into you. Bolin: Yeah, I know. She's sweet and pretty and super nice. Too bad she's not my type. Mako: Right, I forgot. Your type is dumb mover star or psycho ice princess. Bolin: [Spits out his toothpaste.] You know, that really hurts a little bit. Right ... [Presses a fist to his chest.] here. [Looks at mirror, adjusting his hair.] Maybe you're right, bro. Maybe Opal is Bolin material. Thanks. [Flirts with his reflection.] Yeah!

He also reaches out to Mako in times of distress, like when he was having trouble with Eska. Which doesn't surprise me, the brothers are still, to some extent, stuck in the same place they were as children. Bolin as the small child under Mako's protection, despite them both being almost grown men. When Mako starts rejecting Bolin's pleas for help, dealing with his own problems at the time, Bolin starts looking for someone to fill a similar role in Varrick. Which is a terribke idea because Varrick is evil.

Feeling like one has no identity or authentic self

Bolin is a performer in many ways. As a probender, a mover star and simply as a person. He bases his perception of himself on how people percieve him and around the people who are close to him. Team Avatar is a huge part of his own identity and he is terrified and dismayed when his friends start growing as people while he stagnates.

Bolin: I guess I just miss my friends. Everything is going so well for me, but it feels empty without everyone around. Korra's gone, Mako's in jail, you're doing ... business-lady stuff. Team Avatar's fallen apart.

Bolin hasn't yet "found himself". He flits from passion to passion, from career to career. He's not sure of who he is, and what he is supposed to do in life. He's carefully crafted a pleasant persona, and now he has difficulty telling what is part of that persona and what is truly him.

Constantly trying to please other people, whether through flattery, affection, or catering to the demands of others

Where do I start. This is one of Bolin's defining characteristics. I don't think he even realises what he's doing, bue is very good at catering to people.

Varrick: Look how these people love you, kid! They're eating that cornball spiel right out of your hand. Bolin: The trick is, whenever I get confused, I just say "Republic City" or "fans", and then everyone cheers. Varrick: I think I just figured out your true calling.

It doesn't even feel very manipulative, more like a puppy that learnt that performing certain trick will get them a treat. To Bolin, subconsciously, pleasing others is a survival strategy.

At the first sign of conflict, the first instinct is to “appease” the angry person

This behaviour can be seen in multiple situations. The most stark examples of this are his relationships with Eska and Kuvira.

Bolin immediately began appeasing Eska, letting her abuse slide, basically being her slave and practically bendig over backwards to keep her from terrorising him. He's still terrified of her years later in B4.

Bolin and Kuvira's relationship, while not romantic, follows a very similar pattern as the one with Eska. Very little has changed since that. I find it absolutely heartwrenching how Bolin did his best to accomodate Kuvira, that he stuck by her when everyone he knew was telling him she was bad news, all while she was manipulating and using him.

Kuvira: [Menacingly.] Your loyalty seems to be wavering. Bolin: [Panicked.] No--no, I'm totally on your side, completely, one-hundred-percent loyal.

Ignoring one's own beliefs, needs, preferences, thoughts, and feelings to please others

This once again, goes back to Kuvira as the most obvious example. There are other ones, such as Bolin only getting with Opal because Mako suggested it, and his role as Nuktuk. But Bolin's scenes with Kuvira really highlight his tendency to minimise his own needs and feelings in order to please someone.

Bolin: I'm just not sure about this whole "Empire" thing. It seems pretty aggressive. And what was that part about the crushing? Kuvira: That was just some ... tough rhetoric to let people know that we mean business. Believe me, [Puts a hand on his shoulder.] conflict is the last thing I want. Will you help me make history, Bolin? Bolin: [Doubts for a moment.] I'll stand by you. Kuvira :Thank you.

Trouble setting healthy boundaries in relationships

This loops back to Eska, but I think Bolin just has issues with boundaries in general. He struggles with setting boundaries with his romantic partners of course, but he also struggles with this when it comes to Mako. Granted, it is also probably because Mako himself subconsciously doesn't want Bolin to set those boundaries. The bros falling out of their typical codependent state must be terrifying for them, since it's what kept them alive for so long.

Bolin probably has very little understanding of boundaries, since his own were probably disrespected so much when he was growing up.

Okay that's enough of me rambling about best boy for now. Apologies if this is poorly phrased I really wanted to get this out before i go to bed tonight and im really sleepy.

There's a lot more I wanna touch on with Bolin, and this serves as more of a compilation of notes about his behaviours. A jumping off point, if you could call it that. If there's a specific point you want me to elaborate on, please feel free to ask! I'd be glad to ramble.

[minho-hoho]

Leaving after an argument

genre: angst, fluff !

pairing: bf!enhypen x gn!reader !

warning: swearing, lower-case intended !

requested: yes !

wc: 2.2k

note: i give up w the tags.

MASTERLIST

이희승 l.hs

you were anxiously toying with the hem of your shirt as you waited for any sign of your boyfriend being even alive.

the guilt was slowly eating you alive as you regretted being so aggressive towards heeseung; you wanted to apologise from the bottom of your heart but would that even be possible if he was nowhere to be seen?

you sunk in your seat as your eyes watched impatiently the clock ticking ever so slowly. it was dark outside, and your worry only amplified as the clock hit 2 am and heeseung still wasn't by your side.

you were genuinely considering to go outside and look out for him, but fortunately, you heard the front door open to reveal your awaited boyfriend.

the second your gaze landed on him, you froze. you wished you could have ran to his sides and hug him tight, but you couldn't move.

all the distress that had bubbled up inside of you released and tears fell from your eyes, as you couldn't believe he was right there.

heeseung's eyes widened, shocked to see you so sad. almost drowning in his anger, the thought of notifying you of his absence and whereabouts hadn't even crossed his minds. seeing you so affected slapped him back to reality.

“babe... don't cry, i'm right there.” was all could say before taking the initiative to hug you, not bearing to see you in such a state because of him.

you wailed on his shoulder as he rubbed your back, “do you know how worried i was? you could have sent a message or something...” you said between sobs.

“i know, i'm sorry baby.” he tightened the hug as you let out more sobs, “let's go sleep, hm? you must be so tired after waiting so long.” he said as he slowly pulled away from the hug to look at you.

you nodded at his suggestion. he smiled softly, he wiped the tears off your cheeks before kissing your forehead and leading you to your bedroom.

박제이 p.j

anger was building up inside of you, adding to the worry and anxiousness.

you couldn't help but think that even if you two argued passionately, at the end of teh day you were still a couple and you deserved to know where he was in the middle of the night.

you spammed jay's phone to no avail. you hoped he would at least look at the messages, to show that he was still alive and well.

you angrily sighed as no signs of life were shown by jay.

you turned in circles in your living room, the sound of the heavy rain masking your footsteps. you checked your phone often, nothing popping up on your screen.

“jesus christ jay. how could you be so fucking dumb?” you muttered under your breath, lost in your world of anger and anxiety.

so lost that you didn't even the door open earlier. jay heard your words and rolled his eyes, deciding to make his presence known.

“if that's how i'm getting welcomed i might as well just go back outside.”

you snapped your head towards him, shocked to hear his voice and see him. he was drenched in water and was just waiting to see more of your reaction.

“if i wasn't so worried, i would have told you to go right back in the rain.” you said, closing your eyes while massaging your temples.

jay smirked from across the room, as you shot him a glare.

“be glad that i love you because if i didn't i would have absolutely killed you.” jay only laughed fondly as he watched your annoyed expression fade slowly.

심제이크 s.jk

now, you knew he didn't mean to not teem you where he was. he just forgot his phone, but you still couldn't help but let the fear and worry take over.

there was no way you could contact him and your anxiety levels sky-rocketed. you were imagining every scenario possible, but unfortunately most of them were far from positive.

you tried distracting yourself until jake arrived but the thought of hum leaving you or disappearing was always at the back of your mind and it made it hard for you to enjoy a minute of your time.

you stared at the ceiling, laid out on the couch, praying for jake to come fast; but the minutes only passed, and your dear boyfriend still wasn't here.

hours had passed and your worry could only increase as no signs of jake ever coming back were shown. the guilt was heavy and you only cried, in hopes that someone would grant your wishes and make jake come back to you.

deafened by the sounds of your own cries, holding tight onto your pillow, you didn't notice the person infront of you.

“baby, why are you crying?” he cooed, his heart breaking at the sad sight.

you slowly peaked at jake, cheeks tear-stained, eyes puffy and lips swollen.

you tried explaining yourself, but your babbles were incomprehensible, frustrating you in the process, therefore making you cry even more.

despite your words being less than clear, jake still got the message. he held you tightly as you let your tears fall free onto his shoulder, while apologising for everything and worrying you.

박성훈 p.sh

you were worried, you really were, but annoyance was dominating one in the mess of your heart. you felt bad for being quite agressive during you argument, but you were right after all. it didn't feel right for him to leave after being the one in the wrong.

despite it feeling unfair, you still loved sunghoon very much, and you tried reaching out to him in every way you had. when non eof that worked, you only got more annoyed. to you, he had a certain audacity to act this way and then leave without saying a word.

you felt bitter as you looked at your phone's screen. you clicked your tongue before choosing to occupy yourself with some fun activities, not wanting to think about sunghoon any second more.

after a while, you had started to get tired and settled for watching whatever shows were proposed to you on the tv, having nothing else better to do.

the second you heard the door click, you frowned, miffed by sunghoon's behaviour. you continued watching tv. not wanting to pay any attention to your boyfriend. you were upset and all you wanted to hear was apologies from him.

the corner of your eyes caught a tall figure approaching you, but you quickly went back to the tv.

“hey” sunghoon called out, “if you hadn't noticed yet, i'm back.”

you rolled your eyes, not answering him.

“i wanted to say that i'm sorry. i know you were right now, and i wanted to apologise for the way i treated you earlier.” he said looking at you sincerely.

a silence filled the room as you weren't totally satisfied with his apology.

“and uh, i'm sorry for not texting you back when you were looking for me.”he said with a visible uncertainty.

you shook your head before finally speaking up, “it's alright, i'm getting tired, let's just go to sleep.”

sunghoon nodded as you lead the way.

김선우 k.sn

you panicked. not knowing what to do, what was going to be your next move. you tried cackling yourself down, but sunoo being out, into the late hours of the night, was sending your brain into overdrive.

you frenetically tried to contact him but you were only met the voice box, adding frustration to the mix.

you sat down, to collect yourself before acting impulsively. in the end, you grabbed your coat and ran out of the door in the search of your partner.

you knew it wasn't safe for you to be out either, but the thought of losing sunoo was horrifying. you looked through every street you knew of, all while dialing every number that might know where your boyfriend might be.

on the verge of tears, after receiving multiple times the advice of waiting for sunoo at home, you decided to follow the piece of advice, and went home defeated.

you sat on chair, face buried in your hands for about a minute before you heard the door open. your head snapped in the direction of sound immediately, you made eye contact with sunoo as a wave of relief hit you.

you sighed and bit your lip, not letting a single tear slip away.

“gosh damn it. sunoo, i know we argued but please, for the love of god, don't ever do this again or i might die of a heart attack.”

still infront of the door, sunoo scratched his said, feeling guilt.

“i'm sorry, i just got distracted by the scenery on my way. i didn't mean to take so much time.”

you took a look at him, having seriously missed him. you opened your arms wide, as to invite him for a hug, he rushed to you, and you couldn't help but smile.

“god i missed you.” you told him, glad to have him back at your sides.

양정원 y.jw

too upset to say anything, you let jungwon storm out of the house. you figured, he'd come back soon enough, knowing the bad weather and the cold outside.

hours passed, and you still hadn't seen or heard of jungwon and his little escapade. you had argued pretty badly, it was undeniable, but did it justify him disappearing into the cold winter nights?

it was less than safe, and not knowing where he was or how he was doing was troubling you to say the least.

you weren't exactly sure what to do, the safest option was for you to stay home and try to wait patiently for him, but you also wanted to look out for him, though that would have probably gotten you scolded by jungwon.

you slowly opened the front door, and as soon as the cold wind hit you, you quickly closed it, deciding that staying was the wiser option.

to make time go faster, you thought about you would apologise for being rude during the argument. unfortunately, it didn't keep you distracted long enough, and you were soon back to worrying.

you bit your cheek as you looked at your phone, you tried sending a message again, knowing that you weren't going to get any response from your boyfriend.

by that point, you felt like crying and giving up on any chance of ever seeing your partner again.

before any tears could flow, the door opened.

“y/n, are you awake?” jungwon asked as he closed the door behind him.

he made his way to the living room, not hearing any response from you. he stopped in his tracks when he saw your livid face, eyeing him up and down.

jungwon soon understand the reason for your expression and started apologising.

“look i'm really sorry for not communicating with you... i know you must have been worried, but i just needed some space for a while you know?” he explained.

not satisfied and too tired to argue, you told him “forget it, i'm going to sleep.” before excusing yourself, without giving him a second glance.

西村力 n.rk

you were fuming, both because of the argument and because of your lack of knowledge on riki's whereabouts.

you were spamming him furiously, hoping that you'd atleats get a seen from him, but nothing. it was angering you, but as time went on, you rage was getting replaced by worry.

what could he even be doing outside, alone, in this freezing weather? it wasn't particularly late, but the sun set down early, and it was already dark outside despite the time being only 6pm.

still no signs of life from riki, you grabbed your warmest winter clothes and hopped outside, searching for your boyfriend.

the christmas lights, brightly illuminated the streets and made it easier for you to look for riki.

your nose reddened as you walked through the busy streets, losing hope of seeing your partner, the place being so crowded.

you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket and you quickly grabbed it to see what was up. you frowned when you saw messages from an unknown number, but you still opened it.

it was a message from riki saying that his phone died, and that he'll be back at home in about 20 minutes.

you didn't even bother answering and you hurried back home, not wanting him to worry after not seeing you.

you didn't even get the chance to sit down that riki flung the door open, scaring you a little.

“oh my goodness, you scared the shit out of me.” you exclaimed.

“oh sorry, i didn't mean to.”

silence took place, but your boyfriend decided to break it.

“i really wanted to tell you where i was but my phone had no battery, so i had to ask for strangers phone...”

he looked sincere, and all the anger and frustration you had previously went away.

“it's okay, don't sweat it. now that i know that you're safe and sound, that's all that matters.” you reassured him, a small smile creeping on your face.

“to make you forgive me for earlier, i bought us food!” he said, beaming, as he presented you the food.

“oh how much i love you” you told him, going to hug him.

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My star sign is Gemini

Appearance: I am South Asian with straight black hair and tan skin. I usually tie into a low braid because I think it looks cute, and I don't like the feeling of hair on the back of my neck. I am 160 cm tall and pretty scrawny

Personality: I like to say I'm a pretty cheerful and upbeat person. I try my best to smile through tough situations, though it can be hard sometimes. I also like to say I'm a family person, and I will do anything to protect them, and my friends. I am perfectionistic, but sadly I am a bit scatterbrained, much to the dismay of my parents and older sister. Hell, I almost burned the eggs I was making for the first time. I have been working on my organizational skills though, and I’m happy to say that I’ve come a pretty long way. I can be quite petty too. If someone wrongs me, I tell them either bad puns or horrifying facts for a period of time as revenge. I'm also good at math, so my friends come to me for help with that. Also, in almost every friend group I'm in, I somehow become a therapist friend. Lemme tell you, THAT really takes a toll on me. I also have a soft spot for unabridged fairytales (they high-key have me in a chokehold).

Some more lil' factoids about me: I wear my hair in a low braid because I don't like the feeling of hair on the back of my neck. My friends and family often told me my hands get pretty animated when I talk. I can also handle spicy food pretty well, which surprises a lot of my friends. I like to learn about my friends' interests so I can connect better with them. Also, I kin Paulina from the Thea Sisters.

Likes: Anime, drawing comics, video games, unabridged fairytales, sweets (my favourite dessert is caramel pudding) and spending time with my older sister and friends

Dislikes: Cruelty, confrontation (I will kick butt if I need to, literally or figuratively), anyone who dares to threaten my friends or family, arrogance when it gets out of hand, black tea or coffee (I cannot drink it unless it is sweetened or if I have it with a LOT of milk), but I do enjoy dark chocolate once in a blue moon.

Hi 🍊Anon! Thank you for your request! Sorry it took so long. I hope you like your matchups!

In Tokyo Debunker, I match you with...

You and Haru are both very family oriented and I think this is what would initially draw you to each other. You get how important family is to each other and want to be part of each other's families.

I think he would like being around you since you’re so upbeat. He’s pretty cheerful but if surrounded by people who aren’t (like Ren). You’re a nice change of pace.

Please read your favourite unabridged fairy tales to him and Peekabook! He might have to cover the creature’s ears once in a while since those old stories can be a bit graphic at times but they both really love it.

Haru definitely understands your dislike of people who threaten your family and friends. He knows how protective he gets over Peekaboo whenever Taiga comes around. At least now you can fend him off together.

He loves spending time with his family and friends as well and since you definitely fall into that category for him, you’re included in that quality time.

In Tokyo Debunker, I platonically match you with...

I think you and Sho would get along great as friends. Sure, he might tease you for talking with your hands but you can return the favour since I see him as someone who’s quite expressive when talking about something he’s passionate about as well.

He’s also going to tease you for being so scatterbrained but will help you out if you forget things. Just don’t expect him to ever say anything about it or take credit for you having everything you need when you know you forgot something in your room.

I can see you two playing video games together a lot. He doesn’t usually play them himself but is happy to be player two if you need one.

Since you don’t like confrontation, if you ever have a problem with someone, he’s more than willing to stand up and defend you. That’s his best friend they’re talking about! He’s not about to let any nasty comments slide.

Oh, he really can’t get away from spicy food enjoyers can he. As long as you don’t add hot sauce on everything though, he’s fine with it.

[plasmasimagination]

Greetings ! I saw your match up event and I don't know if you're still up to it but I'll give it a shot anyways !

Fandom : Honkai Star Rail

Characters I don't want to be paired up with : Blade, Sampo (sorry boys)

Ahem, I'm an ISFP who's rising sign is Scorpio, moon sign is Aries and solar sign is cancer.

I absolutely adore writing, reading and exploring outside, urbex is the best thing I've ever known in my entire life. I'm also trilingual ! I just like languages so I'm studying them, probably to travel later although I might just change and get a bachlors degree in psychology just so I can help people. I also love swimming, favorite sport ngl. I forgot to mention, my pronouns are she/her and I'm bisexual though I lean a little more towards women (bless them).

In terms of personality I'd say I'm pretty shy and quiet with strangers but once I know them I'm a goofy dumbass and seem pretty extroverted because I become rather chatty. People have mentioned how intimidating I look, I'm about 5'8 and fairly fit with broad shoulders. So some have approached me out of curiosity and because I look mysterious (their words not mine). Though I'm a big teddy bear, my love language is physical touch and quality time after all.

Aside from my height I have middle length wavy (mb fluffy too ig) brown hair and brown eyes. I wear glasses or else I can't see crap. My clothing style is rather tomboyish, I prefer brown and beige colours and wear pretty simple things (tho I make them stylish).

Some details about myself are that I really like a good challenge and annoying the heck out of someone, some say I seem a little sadistic with my teasing lmao. Despite being chatty I'm rather laid back and quiet.

Have a good day btw ! I hope it was enough.

HELLO THERE SWEETHEART YAYAYA, so you didn't mention which gender you want to be paired up with so i just decided to give you uh...both? Bisexual problems frfr anyyyywaaays, matchup go!

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March 7th!

Okay okay I know you might be asking why and stuff, so first off, who are you to question my way? (/J) and second here's why!

I always like to pair up introverts and extroverts together so they can balance each other out

And you two would fit so well, like-

Intimidating girlfriend that looks like she could beat your ass, and cute smol girlfriend protected

IDK I JUST FIND IT ADORABLE

You might say that you see her more as a friend but I think you two would start off as friends and then turn into something more

Also two chatty cuties would be a blast to be with one another, like I like to imagine march would enjoy chatting with you even if it's just random ranting about insignificant stuff and then be excited to hear your opinion on the insignificant stuff😭

Welt!

Calm collected and reserved

A complete opposite of march yet still a fit for you

This time two introverts together, who enjoy each others company

He prefers to listen to you talk rather than talking himself, but he does enjoy making small comments or chuckling at your stories

Very interested in your writing hobby

Will ask you to show him the newest thing you wrote, he gives constructive criticism but also praises, a tiny bit ;)

Your annoying won't work in him because he will just see it as your personality (ouch) and will sit there with a small smile on his face

Also enjoys different languages and will be fairly impressed by your knowledge, sometimes will ask a thing or two about a certain thing he's unsure of

Doesn't mind your displays of affection, quality time and acts of service are his so he's completely content and happy with spending time with you

About physical contact, he's rather not the one to initiate it, but if you do it first he'll have no trouble ab it

[venelona-turtle-den]

Hiiii! I just wanna say, I love the desktop old man to bits, and I recently hit 100 headpats just a little bit ago, it was the best moment of my life, absolutely amazing However, I think I ran into an error or something? it was hecking weird; I think I'd just asked him about Mikey or something, and then suddenly my computer told me SSP ran into an error, and then my Discord crashed, and my computer's clock set to 9/20/3884? I wasn't able to double click Leo at the time either, it sent me to the SSP error log, which was going absolutely crazy; I don't have a picture of how many error messages were going at that moment specifically, cause I panicked and closed out SSP entirely, but I do have an image of some of the error messages just before i noticed the Great Clock Time Skip of 3884. They were all the same error message I think, though, so it should be fine. Leo had run into a weird bug beforehand as well, where SSP had just told me it 'run into an error' and the error log showed up, but at the time Leo seemed to be running fine, and no major problems seemed to be happening? I was able to just put the error log away at the time and nothing else happened, but when I tried to close the program out and start it again so I could give Leo another pizza, it said that it 'seemed to be already running' and there might be data loss if I booted it back again, so I went to Task manager and closed whatever weird thing of it was going on in the background (it looked like some sort of weird SSP error thing, like it had the alert yellow triangle sign and everything) but after I closed that out, booted Leo up, and played with him for like half an hour or so, that's when the Great Clock Time Skip of 3884 happened. Hopefully you'll be able to sort this out somehow? I don't know exactly how you would, I don't know coding or anything, but I believe in you! Love your work and Leo in general, he's great; he's my bestie now, he watches me while I draw cute fluffy things and listen to deeply contrasting dark and depressing music

(By the way, it was about 2:20-ish where I am at the time of the Great Clock Time Skip, so I think Leo might've thrown my clock about 14 or so hours???? Heckin weird stuffs)

....i'm sorry this is mean but i'm laughing my ass off from the fact that Future Leonardo sent you to the FUTURE. TO THE YEAR 3884.

For real tho, sorry you're running into such weird troubles. This makes me feel like this is a SSP issue and you should try and reinstall it if you could. You can try right clicking Leo -> Utilities -> Check SSP updates (fifth line from the top) and update SSP.

About the calendar - Leo has an option to open the calendar, as well as an option to set your clock correctly (which... I forgot to program a button to initiate... perhaps it somehow activated?) but I have no idea what happened and why that date and that year came up.

If updating SSP won't work please write me another ask or dm! Sorry for messing up your calendar.

[134340am]

!!! a few weeks ago i got an anonymous ask asking about work husband!kuroo... anon i have something for you and it’s coming along nicely :*) thanks to your encouragement and feedback!!!

[forbidding-souda]

hey hey!! can i request byakuya (thh), nagito, rantaro and korekiyo with a s/o whos all talk? Like they always say they’re gonna kiss them or initiate everything first but they shy away from it!! thank you <3

Byakuya Togami, Nagito Komaeda, Rantarou Amami, and Korekiyo Shinguuji with a S/O who is flirty but too shy to initiate

if this has any spelling or grammar errors i'm sorry but i'm fucking illiterate and i found like 10 in the middle of sentences as I reread them.

today I was standing with that-guy-mod-souda-sits-next-on-campus-slash-at-peets and behind us the frat boys were talking about asl so I started to roll my eyes. And Guy knows that I sign so he asked me a question about sign language and I answered, and then we were quiet for a bit so I went "they sound very stupid" or something and he asked me something I already forgot but I brought up how ASL was my first language and he looked really surprised and he said "oh is someone in your family deaf?" and I hesitated and then pointed to myself with a shy smile and his eyes went wide he was like NOO WAY REALLY and I saw him staring at my ears looking for a hearing aid or a CI or something but I let him look and didn't mention it. And he was like "did you get surgery on your ears?" and I told him no and then told him my estimated hearing percentage on each ear [15% / 79%] and was like meh I'm not really looking for hearing aids right now because I can make it through day to day life but sometimes in conversations I'll just awkwardly stare at someone while trying to read their lips but anyway. thinking about that.

-Mod Souda

Byakuya Togami

❤ He finds your way of speaking to be rather crude. Talking to him like this: the innocent flirting; complimenting him, in public makes him want to degrade you for being so unprofessional. But he just holds his breath and counts to ten in his head. He knows that if he will regret anything mean he says anyway. So he lets you talk, knowing that nothing is going to come about it. Saying you're going to kiss him while in public is a lot better than you actually doing it. This is a good way for him to have boundaries. He can't tell you to not do something you're already not doing.

❤ He likes being the one to initiate everything. He has the sense of control, being able to kiss your cheek and feel your touch when he desires it. What's even better is the look of plead in your eyes when you need to touch him, when you need to kiss him. You craving him is a necessitated desire to be fulfilled. That look in your eyes makes him melt more than any amount of begging can.

"Byakuya," you whine. He just rolls his eyes and tries not to smile. You're being cute again... how dare you.

"If you want it so bad just do it yourself." 'It' being a kiss - though the suggestive vagueness makes you blush. He crosses his legs before leaning back in his chair. He is genuinely curious to see what you're going to do.

You just lean your head on his shoulder and continue to grumble. "You know I don't like to..."

His lips press to your forehead. "There - quit your whining."

"Thank you."

❤ Sometimes, when he's feeling flirty, he will respond back with the same energy. You'll say something about how you're going to kiss his lips off and he will just let out (non sarcastically for once) a "yeah?" and it makes you melt.

❤ He gives you most of the kisses in the early morning. It's when he's putting on his tie or when he's brushing his hair, or even when he just wakes up. He will ask you to come over just so he can kiss you. The rest of the day, it is rare.

❤ His smile is so beautiful. The feeling it gives you is amplified when you take into consideration that every time you make him smile he kisses your forehead.

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Nagito Komaeda

❤ He was a bit too self-conscious to initiate things. When he learned that the reason you weren't hugging him or kissing him was not because you didn't like him - but that you are shy - it made him feel a lot better. Your lack of touch made his mind race. Does he smell bad? Have you been pretending? Then he kisses your cheek one day and he sees how flustered you get.

He hums softly in your ear, holding you to his chest as he sits up in bed. Your feet are swung across his lap. The two of you are scrolling hopeless on your phone, such moments like this rather common midday, as neither of you have an exactly busy schedule on the weekends.

Every few minutes you look up at him and try to angle yourself so you can see his eyes. His eyes are always so beautiful - the green with the sparks of grey and yellow around his pupil - like a foggy forest with peaks of sunlight.

"You're so beautiful." You whisper to him. The corner of his lips twitch, the fuzz on his skin glowing from the phone's light.

"Is that your way of asking for a kiss?" He says in his usual playful tone.

"Now it is."

He shifts his body, curving so he leans over you. Your hand goes to his neck, where you hold him, letting him place his lips on yours.

❤ His kisses are always so sweet. He kisses you as if it's his last kiss ever - every time. So you ask for his kisses constantly. And he is happy to give you them.

❤ I don't think he even minds the fact that you don't initiate anything (once he gets past the paranoia) - it isn't annoying or anything.

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Rantarou Amami

❤ He finds it adorable. The way you respond perfectly to his flirting - but the moment he touches you you heat up, it's just precious. Whenever he feels down he knows he can grab your waist and kiss your neck and your burning cheeks will lighten his mood. This is one of the many things he loves about you.

❤ He is more than glad to initiate anything. You always ask him for a kiss, and he always asks you if it's okay to kiss you. The two of you have perfect communication when it comes to intimacy. He loves that you talk about kissing him whenever you actually want to because it leaves so little space for assumptions. Shy of intimacy so you only rely on talking? Perfect.

You jump when he wraps his arms around your waist from behind. You hadn't even heard his feet on the wood. He has always been very polished in movement.

"Hello, lovely." He whispers against you. He had been gone for a couple of days, just something work related.

"Good evening," you turn around in his arms, "aren't you happy to be home?"

"Oh, yes, extremely."

You stare into his bright green eyes. "What are you going to do about it?"

One of his hands trails up your stomach, holding your neck, his thumb against your jaw. "Is that an invitation?"

With your nod, he leans in and captures your lips with his own.

❤ Your shyness makes him feel comfortable with you.

❤ Outside of the fact that he thinks it's charming, it's also very appealing, and he prefers it.

❤ Whenever he comes home after his travels he waits for your flirty words before he swoops in to kiss you.

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Korekiyo Shinguuji

❤ It's beautiful. Shyness is timidness, and he adores someone who is easily frightened. When you talk about kissing him he will snake his hands around your torso, pulling your body close to him. He doesn't take lightly to teasing, which is exactly what you're doing, intentionally or not.

❤ You both will makeout almost every day. When the two of you are outside, and you flirt with him, it makes him smile behind the mask. There - he can't do anything. He can't pull you in or kiss your neck or bite you in protest. He just has to stand there with an iron grip on your body until the two of you get home. That's when he pushes you against something and lingers his lips around your body before you ask him to kiss you. He loves it when you ask.

You call his name, stopping short once you realize he is probably in his office. You bite your bottom lip. Oh no, is he going to be grumpy? You hope you didn't disturb him. You get up, peeking down the hall, seeing the doorknob of his office turn. Goddamnit.

His thin form comes out, and before he can see you, you return to sitting on the couch, trying to look busy.

"I do hope you have called me for something important." He says with a soft tone. His eyes look tired and you wonder just how long he has been in there.

"Oh, it's nothing," you tried to brush it off, "I was just planning to kiss you."

He crosses the room in mere seconds, one of his hands on the cushion beside you as he leans over you.

"That's a very good reason."

"It is?"

"Yes." He breaths, eyeing your lips. "Is that what you want?"

You nod your head, putting your hands in his hair before he can even kiss you.

❤ He teases you over how you're all-talk. He just loves bringing it up, talking about how long you could go without his lips before you start to initiate things.

❤ He'd never act upon those thoughts: not kissing you just to test you. But the look on your face whenever he brings it up is just thrilling. He eats it up every time.

[bemylord]

ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʀᴀɢʀᴀɴᴄᴇ ɪꜱ ɪɴᴛᴏxɪᴄᴀᴛɪɴɢ

↳ synopsis: because of the intoxicating smell, megumi's heat comes early, as if by chance - the pills are out and he should please himself. when he just starts to relax, he feels someone else's hands on his hips.

↳ theme: au + omegaverse.

↳ warnings: aged up, unprotected sex, non-canonical behavior, marking, oral, toy [dildo], true couple [?], gagging, spank [once], anal, first time, heat. + sukuna being soft.

↳ word counter: 2.9k

↳ level description: i have bestowed curses the unusual phenomenon of being able to conceal a scent. also, to emit a scent when the owner of the body wants to. i have endowed omegas and alphas with various features, for example: omega [not everyone] could purr, plus the alpha fangs for the tag.

the heat practically had come out of sudden - megumi hates those days when he's a weak, pliable omega and he has no alpha. such a destitute, defenseless little boy who is so desperate to please himself.

'when you're in the heat, better not leave the house. alphas can sense heathens omegas.' his teacher, gojou satoru, have warned him in the first grade when he had started to smell like an omega. he accepted his destiny quickly by being surrounded by alphas - yuuji, gojou, nanami, and that mocking king which is the alpha, although for years of being the king of curses he had learned to harbor a scent within himself, radiating only during battles.

not that megumi was interested in the king, just he has never smell his fragrance. does the curse have one? never mind, sukuna will never gonna be the one whom megumi will think in the heat.

yuuji always reminds his friend he or sukuna won't touch him in the heat. they're just being friends, however, is hard for megumi to disobeying his friend, over a voice. the husky and low voice of alpha can shut the omega without an eye contact - damnable omega essence.

megumi once purred when yuuji complimented his outfit, the gorgeous linen white shirt and black pants, the simple, but it was the effective one. itadori restrained sukuna for letting out the dirty joke about how malleable the omega was, by emitting a kind of snarl.

'sorry, megumi-san, i needed to calm down sukuna.'

damnable omega essence.

fushiguro megumi is nineteen and he had two heats: the first one he had after three months of turning eighteen. the heat was so exhausted - he forgot to buy pills, laying on the bed with the dripping hole.

for thesecond heat, he bought the dildo to please himself, yet didn't use the toy due to the reason he wasn't certain if he should. but the pill to loosen the heat has softened the hazy mind and the smell has gone down a bit.

but for today's abrupt appearance his smell he wasn't ready: he was training with yuuji, using some techniques and learning new ones with help of the teacher, the overwhelming heat caught him off guard when he could smell the unknowing fragrance - cognac. some alpha made him feel a false heat.

'i-i'm sorry, sensei, c-can i leave?'

the matured man holds back his scent and voice, pointing to the door as a sign he may leave the room. silly coincidence. as fast as he can, megumi had run to his room, locked the door for the sake of authenticity. he was run out of pills but leaving the room is too dangerous for him, if he had at least a mark from his alpha it wouldn't less dangerous.

the heat practically had come out of sudden - that weird and unusual scent, he had never smell anything stronger than that fragrance: as embarrassing as it may be, it's overwhelming, filling megumi's clarity of mind with the thought that he might be filled with the owner of the scent.

the thought to grab the toy had come suddenly, when the heat is starting to raise the temperature of the body, feeling as his hole starts to drip, becoming a mess. the period was supposed to start in a week, not earlier.

whom belonged that scent? a new student?

the toy has practically the same color as his hair, the medium length - at least he thinks it's the medium. the glans of his cock have a pink-peached color, as omegas should, their dick is much smaller than alpha's, on this basis, it perfectly fits in his palm as he masturbated a couple of times in the heat.

megumi doesn't like to jerk his cock a lot: better say, he isn't interested in doing it. he released himself when the heat is potent on the mind, hazy him to the point when he unconsciously jerks his oozing dick, cumming pretty much immediately.

few seconds of stroking the base as the liquid ends up on the sheet - it's enough for him for a couple of hours before it happens again. unwittingly, he put one finger in the oozing hole, almost jumped on the bed as he felt the light pain in the ass.

now, the tip of the toy in the hole as megumi gives himself a minute to adjust, he hisses as continuing the dildo goes deeper into the hole, stretching hardly pristine walls, not counting a finger. the omega squints, through the sore happy he's stretching himself prior to feel the real dick. he put all dick to the balls, hardly standing on his knees.

megumi attempts to focus on the thought is someone's else dick, imagining the random alpha, the random face as he fucks himself. he pulled out the dildo to the head, inching slowly to the base, getting used to the size.

‘gumi was on the knees on the bed, his chest being practically buried on the sheet as his ass on the air, suppressing intermittent moans with a pillow, as he squeezes the dildo when he feels as heat is getting intense.

the hairline is coated with drops of sweet as he pulled out the toy, he grips his jaw as being empty without a source of at least some pleasure. it's wrong, it's embarassed but the worst - 'gumi can't handle the feeling of fullness.

as he reaches for the toy, he feels someone’s hands on his hips. he turned his head, seeing sukuna behind him.

'sukuna?!' he screamed the name, tries to cover his naked body with his hands. 'get out immediately!'

the curse laughs, stopping the sorcerer from squirming by holding his hips, keeping the oozing ass in the air. the omega is trying to cover the hole, trying to coping with the smell of his heat, trying not to be the obedient for him.

'you smell so good in your heat, 'gumi-gumi, come on, i know you want my dick in your ass.'

'you ain't an alpha, suk-'

before he could finish the thought, he smelled that fragrance again - the cognac. the stupefying, intoxicating aroma of the mind. the virgin mind is hazed, dazzed by the hell alpha - not him. anyone but not him.

'for years i've learned how to harbor a scent, boy.'

sukuna spreaded the butt cheeks apart a little bit to ogle as how the omega's period made his hole to be moist. megumi tighten the sheet into the whitened fists, endeavoring to think about something else, something about the sorcerer things: killing the curse, no. not now when the king of curses, being the bloody alpha, staring at his untouched body.

's-sukuna..'

megumi's voice is broken, has lost the breath, puffing when sukuna is circling around the hole with one finger. sukuna has spreaded the aroma one more time, staring at the red omega's face as he's trying to struggle with his wishes. megumi is clenching his fists, striving to dodge his claws, crawling, barely crawling forward towards cushions. a pitiful travesty, as sad it is.

sukuna did a tsk, returning the boy in the previous position, yet spanked his butt as a warning sign. 'gumi shrunked at the slight pain but feel as the king instantly rubbing the place he has hitted.

the omega turns head to see sukuna, meeting his gaze immediately looking over his body: the tattoed body is seemed to become bigger since the last encounter. although, it's because of self-inflicted, as sukuna uses his friend's body. but it seems like he's bigger.

'megumi, suck my cock properly, first, and maybe i’ll lick your dripping hole.'

'no way, i wo-'

the king didn't let megumi to end the sentences, flipping omega's body on his back, bringing his body closer as he faces with sukuna's dick. megumi is overly horny to say no, and, how could he deny if a thick, dripping cock is in front of his face?

'when i'm reborn into my initial physique,' sukuna caresses megumi's cheeks. 'i'll surprise you, 'gumi.'

megumi watches as the precum rests on the glans, gasping at the excitement has came over him. with a hesitant movements, he wrapped one palm around the base, feeling the hot, thick cock, wondering if it will fit in his mouth.

as the alpha's dick was a few millimeters from megumi's lips, the last one raised his head, staring into the frantic and anticipatory gaze. omega open the mouth a bit as the head has touched his lips, not entering the glans inside yet lick the precum, tasting the liquid.

he kisses the top, checking the durability of the king, put the dick in the wet mouth, circling the outlining of the head with a tongue. sukuna chuckles watching as megumi making clumsy motions with his hand on the cock, moving his head forward to meet his pubis with a nose.

'god, boy, you suck the toy? so inept, but trying to oblige.'

the omega furrows as if not the member, he would contradict sukuna, responding he isn't trying to oblige him, yet gathering experience.

'you're disgusting, sukuna.'

'but i don't see you pushing me away.'

megumi didn't see fit to reply to the caustic expression, taking the cock in the mouth, sucking it property, maybe, the king will do the promise. it's humiliating - the one who needs to be exorced is not fucking his mouth, makes fists of his shaggy hair, thrusting the head deeper on the sizeable cock.

the omega doesn't pushing him away for the one reason - he's in heat, after all. he's horny and pliable of that. just one night - one. damn. it. night.

'relax your throat, baby boy.'

the name he named megumi, he pronounced somehow mildly, as he tries to do so. the tip with every thrust is touching megumi's throat, forcing fushiguro's eyes fill with tears as the head grazes the uvula.

'such a good cock sucker you are, gumi.' sukuna stares as the tears falling directly onto reddened cheeks, noticing his hard cock that hasn't been touched yet. 'stroke your dick.'

the commanding sukuna's tone didn't let a chance to megumi to say no: he reached one palm to his pink cock, making a fast strokes, anticipating to cum soon.

'wanna cum? my baby wanna cum yet? no, gumi, you can't.' megumi put his hands on sukuna's, forcing him to release his fists and movements.

'sukuna,' said omega when he put the dick out of his drooling mouth: his saliva runs down his chin, although he does nothing to remove it. 'i want something more, sukuna.'

he pressed a thank-you kiss on the top, as a token of appreciation.

'want is it? pick right words.'

he turned his body for sukuna, so the tattoed one will see how messy he has become.

'lick my hole, king. please, i need it.'

later, he will hate himself for his pathetic, miserable act, but right now he needs his tongue. just as pathetic. he hates being so pliable and soft underneath sukuna's pads, again, does nothing to stop him. hates to purr like a cat as the king caresses his butt, touching with one finger his hole.

sukuna kisses the area around the mess as his ears hearing a docile purr as he kisses the hole. he licks the excretion track, running the tongue over the hole which cause the owner of the body gasps, gulping greedily at the air.

sukuna is amazed megumi called him a king, not a dickhead, to which he affectionately licks his trickling hole. the kind rubbing gumi's hips, attempting not to hurt the boy's delicate skin with claws. he tries his best of spreading the love which is foreign to him.

sukuna pulled away from the hole, kissed it one more, before press a finger on the oozing clutter. megumi's shivered, as felt curse's long finger inside him, feeling as sukuna moving slow but deep, letting him to adjust at the new feeling.

the curse smoothly expands the walls and all megumi can think about it's how he's obedient allows the satan in a new guise fucks his ass, allows sukuna to touch him.

'i'm gonna add one finger.'

gumi practically closed his legs by the astounding pleasure sukuna puts him: it's so comfortable, warm, and good. he squeeezed fingers, shutting his eyes, adjusting to accept his future cock.

as megumi once started to rock his body against sukuna's fingers, he pulled them out, spat on his palm to stroke the dick repeatedly.

'lie on your back, megumi.' fushiguro did as he was told, feeling the sheet underneath his back, watching solely into sukuna's eyes: malice and aggresive sigh flew away as sort of careful eyes are watching at his directly. 'you can kiss me, little boy.'

if he can, he'd jump off the bed at the name sukuna has given him, cups the curse's face in his small palms, pulling him towards in a love, tender, romantic kiss as if they were lovebirds.

megumi purred when his lover take an initiative by pulling a tongue into his mouth, playing with the tongue of the boy, feeling the residue of his cock on the omega's muscle. he warned him he'll go inside by throwing on his broad shoulder his legs, distracting himself from the kiss.

megumi purred when his lover take an initiative by pulling a tongue into his mouth, playing with the tongue of the boy, feeling the residue of his cock on the omega's muscle. he warned him he'll go inside by throwing on his broad shoulder his legs, distracting himself from the kiss.

the king has entered the tip as megumi clenched the glans, yet released, becoming accustomed to being full. megumi tugged on the alpha's biceps, drawing on the inked skin fuzzy patterns.

'good boy, megumi. you're taking my cock so well, that i'm starting to think to make an exclusion and do a knot inside you.'

the omega clinched the dick, gasps as he heard the last words.

'not now, at least. when i'll take over this little world.'

the walls of the anus pleasantly embrace the foreign body, squeezing and caressing, making the king even more arrogant - he accelerates his pace, driving his cock inside. megumi shuddered as the tip of his cock reached his prostate.

'did i hit that spot, little boy?'

no strength to nod, only to clench his forearms, moaning precipitously. sukuna stares at the little boy more than he should: his forehead is covered with sweat, his cheeks are red hot and sukuna can't deny but kisses his lips, hitting with every thrust a lump of nerves whilst fushiguro gives himself to his partner, being on the verge of - the sweet moment is about to come.

'you're swallowing me, kitten.'

'sukuna, please, i'm gonna.. soon.. mm~'

megumi arches the back and as he almost grabbed his cock to pour out his sperm, sukuna's hand intercepted the small, towards to his hand, cock making quick movements.

sukuna also felt as the little boy cum by milking his balls, narrowing the walls to an outrage that the alpha has to come out with a growl, biting his neck to the blood, leaving a mark, but not mixing fragrances.

both with their breath hitched, trying to recover, losing themselves in each other's arms. as for megumi, he was overwhemled with an orgasm for a couple of hours whilst sukuna could fuck and fuck even the knot until he'll make a heir.

'you should leave, sukuna. what if itadori will.. you know.. he's alpha too.'

'he won't dare to touch my omega. no one in the world will never hurt you.'

'don't say if you don't mean it.'

he smack his lips against omega's, wiping megumi's drops of sweet, kissed the forehead pulling away.

'after all, i'm - the one who started your heat.'

* * *

after a week of such nocturnal encounters, megumi returned to class again. itadori remembered nothing, [thanks to sukuna, the scratches and hickeys were disappearing].

after classes on the second day of studying, satoru asked him to stay after the training.

'megumi-kun, are you okay? don't think anything of it, i'm asking about..'

'i'm well, if.. yes, i'm fine, sensei, thank you.' megumi interrupted his teacher, answering before he could finish. 'i think i'm gonna rest in my room, sensei.'

'he won't dare to touch my omega, right? did he fuck you good, gumi-gumi? that's your name?'

megumi uttered a low mooing, wanted to answer but couldn't: his eyes widened in a fear, inhaling the scent of a teacher.

'he didn't tell you about me? not that i was spying on you, just.. your smell..'

gojo walks closer to his student, approaching his face towards fushiguro.

'he was good, right? i'm just curious, who will fuck you better in your next heat?'

(─‿‿─)♡

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Last Time 

⇢ Featuring: SUGAWARA Koshi x you

⇢ Genre: Angst (cheating) 

⇢ Warning: Gaslighting, signs of emotionally abusive relationship

⇢ WC: 1026

⇢ Inspired By: Beware - Big Sean ft. Lil Wayne & Jhene Aiko 

Preview: Sugawara loves you, even when he’s kissing the lips of another. He’s not afraid of you finding out because he knows at the end of the day, you’ll always believe him. 

“what did you say?” 

He looks up at you defiantly. 

“I said you’re crazy.” 

“how could you say that when the evidence is so clearly in front of me?” You choked back a sob. 

“I don’t know what you want me to say! I don’t even know these girls, someone gave them my number.” 

You flinched as he steps closer, wrapping you in a tight embrace. 

“baby...you know you’re the only one for me. I love you, you know that right?” 

You nodded and believe him. 

He smiles in response. 

You believe him, you always believe him. 

SUGAWARA Koshi steps out of your room, mentally exhausted. He loves you, he knows that better than anyone. Despite the nights spent with random girls, he loves you. Despite his lips on another, he loves you. He’s love you since the day Kiyoko introduced you as the new manager. He’s love you since the bashful way you smiled as you initiated the first kiss. He’s love you through the countless stars and late-night drives. 

And he knows you’ll always love him. 

Which is why he unlocks his phone and sends you a quick text, “I’ll see you tomorrow for our date! Love you darling.” 

He smiles at the immediate reply, “I can’t wait.” 

Closing your message, he inserts in another set of passcode, and new messages started pouring in. 

“Suga...where’d you go?” 

“I miss you” 

“same time tomorrow?” 

Suga winced. He’d forgotten about his little appointment with her tomorrow. 

“yeah same time tomorrow. I’ll see you at yours.” 

He quickly fires off a text to you, “babe, I completely forgot about a make-up test tomorrow. Is it okay if we postpone our date to the next day?” 

“a make-up test? Wow Suga, I never thought there’d ever come a day you’d take a make-up test.”

He mentally kicks himself for not thinking of a better excuse. He was about to reply, when you sent him a follow-up text.

“I’m just kidding babe. Go ace that test!” 

“thank you my love. I’ll see you soon.” 

Suga smiles again. Like always, you believe him. 

Since Suga had his makeup test, you took up your friend’s invitation to a house party.

You fire off a quick text to your boyfriend, “hey bub, I'm going to a house party with Lia tonight.”

Suga frowns at your text, he was about to respond when a voice interrupted his thoughts. 

“hey...no outside distractions.” 

“just let me know reply to my girlfriend real quick?” 

Her expression darkens, “you know what? go to her then.”

She climbs out of the bed. He throws his phone to the side and grabs her wrist, 

“I’m sorry, you’re right. No outside distractions.” 

He pulls her into a kiss and she melts into it. 

♫ When you said it was over You shot right through my heart Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart? ♫

The room was spinning. You’re not sure if it’s from the shot of vodka, chased down with cranberry juice or the glimpse of silver hair you’ve just seen. 

“Y/N are you okay?” Lia asks, following you into the kitchen. 

“Yeah I just need to get some water. I feel a little dizzy right now.” 

Lia rushes over to the sink and pours you a cup of water. 

“oh much better. I was so dizzy I thought I saw Suga.” 

“There’s no way. Isn’t he taking his make-up test right now?” 

You laughed, “yeah...” 

A girl stumbles into the kitchen, face slightly red from the drinks.

“Hey are you okay? do you want some water?” 

The girl smiles appreciatively at you, “that would be so kind of you.” 

The three of you chats briefly before she excuses herself. 

“thank you guys for chatting with me. I gotta go find my boyfriend now. He’s probably wondering where I am.” 

You and Lia smiled at her before turning back to your drinks. 

“Hey there you are. I was wondering where you’ve run off to” 

You turn around only to come face to face with Suga. 

The look of shock mirrored on both your faces. 

“I--, what are you doing here Y/N?” 

“wait you know her?” The girl asks Suga. 

“yeah she’s my...” 

“girlfriend.” You completed for him. 

The girl’s expression darkens, “oh so you’re the girlfriend.” 

Lia looks at her in shock, her former friendly demeanor gone out the window. 

You ignored her, “what’s going on Suga?” 

“let’s talk outside, I’ll explain everything.” 

Lia and the girl watched your retreating figures. 

“what’s the heck is going on?”

The girl smirks, “your friend’s heart is about to be broken tonight.” 

Lia glares at her, before following you. 

♫ Baby, last time calling me baby Last time calling me crazy, crazy, crazy♫

“baby, just let me explain.” 

You crossed your arms and motioned for him to go on. 

“she means nothing to me. She’s just some crazy girl from my class who kept pestering me. She said if I come with her to this party she’d stop. I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to be suspicious.” 

“I don’t know what to say.” 

“believe me babe” 

“Suga, I think we need to take a break.” 

“Y/N are you serious?! You’re letting something like this get in between us?” 

Suga refuses to listen to your words, he knows you believe him, you always believe him. 

Lia interrupts your conversation, “Y/N don’t believe him. He’s cheating on you with that girl.” 

Suga explodes, “Y/N please don’t listen to her. Who would you believe your boyfriend since high school or some friend you just met this semester?” 

You think back to all the text messages on his phone. The vague smell of perfume on his shirt. The one time you caught him hastily wiping away remnant of red lipstick from his jaw.

You believed in his explanation, but you can’t anymore.

“I believe Lia.” 

“Are you crazy, baby?!” 

“maybe I am. But this is the last time you get to call me crazy and baby.” 

“please please Y/N.” You hear the desperation in his voice. 

You forced yourself to walk away, leaving a dumbfounded Suga in place. 

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The only sound is the clock ticking on our lawyer's desk, and the soft pattering of rain coming down.

"Just sign and initial and we'll get these back to the judge for approval." Nikki's lawyer tells us and I rub my lips together. 

We both grab the pens he hands over to us, hesitantly, and Nikki clears his throat, his hand hovering over the first page of lines to be signed.

If he signs them, I'll sign them, I say to myself. 

His pen presses to the paper, and it's as if he's trying to force himself to sign them...nothing happens, though. 

The lawyer notices this. 

"They can't be registered for approval if they're not signed." He adds, looking at the both of us. 

Nikki just rolls his eyes and taps his foot, nervously rubbing the back of his neck. 

"Are you sure you want to do this?" I ask him softly, hoping to God he says, "no." 

"Yeah, Vivian. I'm sure." He states, still looking at the papers, pen still…

I get the "V" of my signature written and he looks down and scribbles across his paper, standing up. 

"Fuck this, c'mon." He hisses and I look at him, wide eyed as he grabs my hand and pulls me up. 

"W-What?" I ask. 

"I'm retracting." He tells his lawyer as he walks out, taking me with him. 

"Nikki, what the hell are you doing?" I ask him, confused as we walk down the stairs of the law firm. 

"I've broken every fuckin' vow except 'till death do us part' and I'll be fucked to hell if we stuck it out and stayed with each other after the worst bullshit just to fucking divorce." He tells me. 

One Month Earlier

I went to see him to try to understand where exactly we were in our relationship, if he even really wanted a divorce or if he was just wanted to start over, but, like always…

"I don't understand why you're being so stubborn, Viv--"

"--Because you want me to sign papers you filed less than 24 hours after you freaking died, Nikki!" I whisper yell. 

"I assure you, I'm well aware!" He replies in the same quiet tone. "Sign the fucking papers."

"None of my grandparents ever divorced, my parents aren't divorced, I am not getting divorced. I'm a Christian, we don't do divorce." 

"Well, you're not supposed to do sex before marriage or adultery, either, but that sure as shit didn't keep your panties on." He mumbles. 

"Do you really bring up who did what because I assure you, your list is a hell of a lot longer than mine." I reply. 

"Oh, is it?" 

"Oh, it so is and you know it is." 

He covers his ears and glare at him, flaring my nostrils. 

"Are you serious right now?" 

"I can't hear you." He tells me and I reach across the table and snatch his hands away from his ears, scowling. 

"You are acting like a child right now!" I scold him. 

"Now you know how I feel while trying to get you to just sign the damn papers!" He replies, crossing his arms. "But if you stay like this I might reconsider." He adds, his eyes on my chest where I'm leaning over. 

"You aren't even taking this seriously, Nikki." I shove at his shoulder before sitting back down and he chuckles. 

"I am, too," He argues. "You just look good." 

"You're changing the subject." 

"I can't compliment you?" 

"Not when it's just to change the subject." 

"I'm not changing the subject."

"Just like you to file for a divorce and then not want to discuss it with the woman who's put everything into the marriage you want wiped from existence." 

"Now, you're pissing me off." 

"You pissed me off when I got those damn papers with no warning."

"That's a lie, Vivian, the past year has been a fucking warning--especially with the amount of times you've thrown divorce in my face if I didn't straighten up. Remember that?"

"That's different. It was incentive to get you to act right."

"I didn't have any 'act right' left in me by that point." He states. "Unless it was for you." He smirks and I kick him under the table. 

"Quit being a pervert." 

"That's not perverted."

"This is a serious talk, Nikki, and you're trying to get out of it."

He opens his mouth to talk but I cut him off. 

"And I swear to God if you say, 'I'm trying to get you out of something,' I'm going to come across this table and make you wish you had died." 

"Is that a promise?" He raises a brow.

"I forgot how ridiculously immature sober Nikki is." I hiss. 

"No, no, baby, this isn't even 'sober' Nikki. This is 'I don't have even the slightest sprinkle of anything in me for the first time in ten fucking years and I'm slowly starting to lose my fucking mind just a little bit' Nikki. Now just imagine staying married to this." He explains to me and I cut my eyes. 

"Why the hell are you trying to convince me to want to divorce you?" 

"Because you told me to fucking divorce you, remember?" 

I furrow my brows. 

"The day I got home and we got into that argument and you told me to just divorce you. So I'm trying to." 

"You know that's not what I meant, Nikki." 

"What the fuck did you mean, Vivian, because you fucking said, 'just divorce me then'." 

"I didn't mean the next fucking day." 

"You're crazy." He tells me. 

"I'm crazy? I tried to throw myself off of a balcony when I thought you died and you thought it'd be a good idea to break up with me hours later?! Are you sure I'm the only crazy one?!" 

"You told me you wanted out--multiple times." 

"And you told me you loved me." 

"Oh, oh, oh, woah, woah, wait a damn minute, that was a fucking coke binge mixed with alcohol, talking."

"Wasn't much talking, just a lot of crying and begging." I point out and he shakes his head a little, rolling his jaw. "Just for you to come home and file for divorce." 

"Fuck you, Vivian."

"Fuck you, Nikki." 

We both puff up and pout, arms crossed, glaring at each other with "go to hell" looks. 

"...So?" Doc asks us when he comes back to check in on us. 

"She's still that bratty little spoiled prude that would argue with me for the hell of it that she was when I first fucking met her." He snaps. 

"And he's still Satan's evil Spawn." I bark. 

"I'm about to take you to the bathroom." He threatens me. 

"I'd rather have sex with Bret Michaels." I shoot back. 

"At the rate you're going, I believe it." 

"Do we need to talk about the threesome you had with Tansy and Vanity, now, or…?" 

"Wasn't Tansy." He states. 

"Really? Then who was it with?"

"Let's not do this here." Doc says quietly, apparently we're getting louder than we thought, other visitors and patients glancing at us uncomfortably. 

I wanna see them be married to Nikki Sixx and try to handle their shit quietly. 

"Sign the damn papers, Vivian." Nikki tells me as I stand up, grabbing my purse and scoffing. 

"You and your damn papers can go burn." I mumble to him.

"You know I'm right!" He calls after me, I just flick him off, turning my hand to him as I walk away.

When I get back to the house, I'm faced with the boxes I've got stacked and packed, groaning at the mess I've made trying to get our things sorted out--well, my things. 

"Viv?!" Sharise calls from our guest bedroom. 

"It's me!" I call back, hearing Whisky running from where she is to me. 

"Hey, baby boy." I greet him, patting his head. 

"I didn't know what to do with this," she carries down the big white box with my wedding dress in it. "And Sky's asleep, she's had a big afternoon with woof-woof." She states, using Skylar's nickname for Whisky. 

"Aww," I say and take the box from her and carry it to the dinner table. "I haven't opened this since we got married." 

"I wonder if you could still wear it." She adds and I raise my brows. 

"Hell, if I know." I mumble. "I'm not gonna need it anymore."

"Oh, don't say that." She tells me. 

"He's serious about the divorce, Sharise." I state. 

"He's gone through a lot of stuff, Viv. You both have. He's not thinking clearly." 

"Well, I am, and I don't want a freaking divorce." 

"Yeah, but that's you." She reminds me. "I'm sorry it's something you're having to go through but you don't need to be with someone that wants to leave the marriage." 

"I guess." 

"Or you two will work things out and it'll be fine." She says next, optimistic. 

"Work it out…"

I'm hunched over the toilet a week later at the house, puking my guts up, trying to take deep breaths as I think I finish, only to be met with another wave of vomit, my throat and nose burning as regurgitated stomach acid stings at it.

"Shit." I grumble to myself, taking deep breaths…

I glare at the positive pregnancy tests--the reason for my nausea, mainly. 

"Damnit, Vivian." I say to myself, tiredly, trying not to start crying.

Whisky's standing under me and I just sit on the bathroom floor and cry, hugging the dog when he gets closer to me to run his nose against my hand. 

What the hell am I going to do? What the hell am I going to tell Duff? What am I going to tell Nikki? I want him to stay with me but I'm pregnant with a baby that isn't even his. I know he knows about me and Duff, now, but a baby from it would be a constant reminder that, "hey, remember that time you and your wife fucking hated each other and she fucked Duff McKagan while you were overdosing?" 

I hit myself internally, wiping my eyes. 

I knew this was a risk, so I'm not surprised--just pissed at myself. 

I'm not on birth control, I don't like condoms, I'm lucky I don't have an STD but a fucking baby with Duff? 

What's my dad going to think? 

What's Duff's family going to think, especially if by some miracle Nikki and I do stay together...what will happen with his chance to find someone else. Most women in their 20s in L.A. don't want to play step-mom right now. 

The press will have a field day with this…

My mind shifts to Nikki's granddad.

Damn it. 

I glance at the clock that reads 1:34a.m. and let out a breath, exhausted, before opening the bathroom drawer and putting the pregnancy test in it, sniffling. 

I rummage through our cabinets for something to help me sleep, finding some NyQuil.

I decide to take it since the only reason I had a reaction to it last time was because I mixed it with my antidepressant, and I go lay down, looking at Whisky getting in beside me, laying on Nikki's side of the bed, my mind plucking at a familiar sight not too long ago.

"Where the hell is Nikki at?!" I hear Doc shout over the bustle backstage, and I furrow my brows, stopping my conversation with Tawny Kitaen--who's here with David Coverdale--as Doc looks at me. 

"You know where the fuck Sixx is?" He snaps at me. 

"No, I came with Sharise and Heather." I tell him. 

"Is Nikki even fucking here?!" He shouts next. 

"How the hell am I supposed to know, Doc?!" I yell back, getting pissed. 

"Maybe because you're his wife?" I hear someone cut in, sounding irritated, and I slowly turn around and see Bobby Dall leaned against an amp, his arms crossed. 

"Maybe lick my twat." I snap back, harshly. 

"I'm missing a fucking bassist that's supposed to go on in fifteen fucking minutes!" Doc yells over everybody, making me and Bobby shut up our bickering that's about to inevitably start. "Has anybody seen or heard anything from Nikki Sixx?!" 

We all glance at each other, not saying a word. 

"Fuck!" He outbursts, storming away to call the office back home. 

Bobby huffs out a breath and pushes past me and Tawny, while I just glare daggers into him. 

It was Day on the Green, a big music festival in Oakland, California, and on the second day, Whitesnake, Poison, and Mötley Crüe were set to perform. But once it was Mötley's turn, nobody could find Nikki. I had come with Sharise and Heather. Nikki had attempted to kick smack, again, so we all thought that's what delayed his arrival...come to find out…

"I've been up three fucking days freebasing, Tommy, alright?" He snaps to a pissed off Tommy and Vince after, "You're fucking shooting up again," leaves Tommy's lips. 

The guys are pissed off--the most pissed I've ever seen them at Nikki--and the fans, who've been waiting for nearly an unacceptable amount of time for Mötley Crüe, are bustling with impatience as Nikki steadily drinks from a bottle of Jack to bring himself down some.

He glances at me and snarls. 

"Get her outta here. I can't do shit with her looking at me like I'm dead." He snaps to Fred and I roll my jaw and leave him be.

By the time the show goes on, it's so obvious that Nikki's out of it, his eyes wide and wild, his brain fried…

Once the part of the show happens where Vince brings out bottles of Jack for Nikki and Tommy to chug on stage, I feel my eyes water, seeing Nikki scrambling to get up where he threw himself down the stage, to grab the fifth of Jack from Vince. 

He chugs half, Tommy chugs half, and when Nikki comes to grab some water to try to keep up and finish the show as strong as he can, he takes two big gulps of water and hisses a bit of it back up, coughing and hacking. 

I'm assuming he grabbed Micks straight vodka by accident. 

The show ends soon, and Nikki's slobbering drunk, looking tired and worn down. 

"I'm fuckin' going home." He tells Doc, pushing past him. "Vivian, baby, c'mon." He tells me, surprisingly gentle, slurring and taking heavy breaths. 

I think he's just that damn tired. 

"You don't want to stay and try to sober up some?" I ask him, calmly. 

"No, I just wanna go home." He repeats. 

I tell the girls and boys, 'bye,' right before Doc hammers us with when we need to be at the airport to leave for the next shows on the tour. 

I can see Nikki being bombarded with Doc, bitching him out for being late while simultaneously threatening him if he doesn't get his shit together before they do the next line of shows...his eyes growing more and more distant with each word. 

"You know how many fuckin' people you disappointed tonight, Nikki?" Doc asks him next. 

"Doc, he gets it, alright." I interrupt since Nikki's not saying anything to him. I take Nikki's hand and pull him to the door. 

"He obviously doesn't get it, Vivian." He bites at my heels, following after us. 

"I get it, you're pissed, but can we please do this another time?" I hiss, snapping around to him, glancing around at the different roadies backstage, some of the members of other bands and their girlfriends and wives looking uncomfortable with Nikki getting his metaphorical asshole torn into a million pieces by Doc. 

"You've both been saying that for the past year, Vivian, so no. We can't do this another time." Doc tells me, fed up. 

"Well, me and him are." I argue, turning back around and grabbing Nikki's arm to keep walking.  

Nikki's not even here mentally. It's like he's sedated. 

"Just go ahead and enable him, Vivian." Doc outbursts to me, still behind us with each step, and I turn and throw my fist to his face as hard and fast as I can, hearing a satisfying crack in his cheek. 

Eyes widen around us, Fred is rubbing his face as he steps to us, Tommy, Vince and Mick glaring at me...they can all think Nikki Sixx married a batshit bitch. 

I don't care anymore.

When we get on the plane Nikki flew in on, he sits down and stays quiet as I sit across from him. 

The only thing he tells me the entire hour and a half worth of flight is, "I've fucking done it again," I'm assuming in reference to messing things up. 

He locks himself in the closet when we get home, and I spend the night wide awake, staring at Whisky where he's laying on Nikki's side of the bed.

"You and me again." I say to him, reaching out and rubbing his head as he stretches.

I blink the memory back, still looking at Whisky. 

"You and me again."

[magpiemorality]

I'm kind of in the mood for some platonic everyone! Could I request something like a board game/card game night scenario with everybody in either a canon setting or maybe a highschool/college au (whatever you feel like, I just want to see them all happy 🥺🥺)

Hi! I hope your prompts are open (if not feel free to ignore this!) Maybe middle school aged Anxceit? (Platonic or Romantic) If you do this thanks! - Anonymous

Combining them together for some middle school aged sides with bestest buds (and maybe eventually something more, but that’s up to your interpretation) Anxceit! 

AO3

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“But I hate monopoly!” Roman whined, throwing himself dramatically over the couch. Logan just shrugged and kept on setting the board up while Patton helped his dad make the popcorn and set the snacks into bowls for his friends. Sleepover night was always a high energy affair, and Virgil was starting to show signs of tiredness already. He leaned into Janus’ side, blinking heavily while Logan and Roman bickered, hugged his friend’s arm tight to his chest and sighed silently when Janus wrapped an arm around his back in return, the firm embrace as grounding as it ever was. 

They exchanged quiet smiles while the noise continued around them, unmoving even when Remus returned from the bathroom and vaulted onto the couch to sit upside down next to Janus and immediately start talking his ear off, smacking obnoxiously on his jawbreaker and laughing it off when Logan primly informed him he was probably going to lose all of his teeth. Virgil huffed softly at the thought as Remus started to list all of the benefits of such an outcome one by one (including but not limited to; no longer having to eat the crusts on bread, getting a set of gold or cyanide-hiding fake teeth, and some rather more x-rated ideas that Patton’s dad just sighed at). 

Monopoly went as well as usual, which was to say that- while Virgil and Patton were out pretty quickly and instead moved on to making up a funny story with the dog and the thimble, and Remus gamely stuck to his quest of getting all the properties with letters of his own name- the battle between Logan, Roman and Janus was beyond fierce and ended abruptly when Remus outed Janus for cheating. Again. They mutually agreed (aka Patton loudly decided for them so they’d stop arguing) to finish with the game and go on to movie watching, settling in comfortably while tempers simmered down and Patton’s dad bid them all goodnight. 

And from then they were unsupervised. It was a Friday night, they were kids in the prime of their sleepover years, and Patton’s dad had invested in some high quality ear plugs. The night had just begun.

Over the course of the next few hours Remus nearly lost a tooth in a pillow fight with Roman; Patton span on the spot so much he nearly fainted, but retained his title from the last week; Roman’s switch was kindly donated to Virgil to play on while the rest of the monsters- Janus included- ran wild until well past midnight. 

But there was one tradition that had to be observed once the sugar highs wore off and that was truth or dare. They’d exhausted almost all of the dare possibilities over the past six months of the school year of sleepovers, but everyone knew (apart from Remus, he was desperate for anyone to enable him to do wild things like in the movies) that the real goal was to get the juicy gossip out of each other. 

Each boy curled into his space, spread over the living room in their sleeping bags. Logan had the big couch, Janus and Virgil shared a massive double airbed, Roman took the small couch and Remus and Patton had claimed the double mattress this week, topping and tailing only because Remus had wriggled around so much, initiating and promptly losing several tickle fights, that he’d ended up completely turned around. 

“Truth or dare, Logan?” Roman asked, picking the last of the gummy worms out of the bowl. All eyes turned to Logan, who rolled his eyes but pretended to think about it. 

“Truth, I suppose,” he replied, getting comfortable against the pillows. “But nothing bad!”

“Ooh-”

“No Remus, you’re not allowed to ask anymore, remember?” Janus cut in quickly, to Logan’s visible relief. “How about, um, if you had to date anyone in our year, who would you date?” 

A chorus of ‘ooh’s and ‘ew’s met the question, but they all fell quiet when Logan pursed his lips. 

“Probably... one of you?” He suggested. “It would be strange to share my life with anyone else.”

Patton nodded his agreement, clapping his hands together, but Roman pouted. “No you have to choose! Which one of us?” 

Virgil threw a cushion at him. “Shut up, he doesn’t have to choose, that’s unfair.”

“Fine, but now its your turn. Truth or-”

“Truth, duh. Is it gonna be-”

“Who do you like?!” Patton burst out, clapping a hand over his mouth after blurting the question out. “Oh gosh, sorry. It’s just- you said three weeks ago you thought you kinda liked someone and I’ve been trying to figure it out ever since!”

Cheers accompanied Virgil’s pained groan, and even Logan chuckled when he threw himself down and grabbed a pillow to hide his head. They forgot to wait for his answer when Remus discovered a smooshed chocolate on the floor and shoved it in his mouth, prompting Patton to lunge at him and try and get him to spit it out. Virgil caught Janus’ eye when he resurfaced, and he snorted when Janus made a face, crossing his eyes and sticking his tongue out. Crisis averted. 

For now. 

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[yanano-hiresei]

Summary: An Alternate Universe where Bakugou doesn't want to be a hero, but was was forced by Deku to attend at UA. On the first day of school something unexpected happens. Turns out, if you're the last one standing, you'll be the number one student of UA. Everyone excluding the 3rd years go againts each other to be at the top, while Deku and Bakugou find ways to survive without any casualties.

Besides all of this, the question stays. Who created this ridiculous predicament at UA?

Chapter 1: It's just the first Day of school, and now this?!

Making his way to the classroom took a lot more effort than he initially thought. Head down, eyes trained on the floor, and carefully maneuvering his way through the crowd of students while avoiding attention— Bakugou tries his best to go through the day unnoticed.

Someone grabs him by the shoulder. The force makes him face the person behind him— someone he knows quite well.

"Deku... There you are." It was his childhood friend.

"Is everything okay? I've been calling your name so many times. I had to run towards you just to get your attention."

"Sorry, I was just thinking about something."

Deku watches his friend, worried. "What were you thinking about?"

"Isn't it obvious! We made a bet remember!" Bakugo lashes out, his hands balling into fists.

"Oh that.. You're right..." Deku recalls, scratching the back of his head. "But I don't see why would that be a problem. You passed the exams! You should be happy!"

Deku takes out his watch before looking around the hallway and grabbing Bakugou's hand. "Come on, let's go. It's the first day of school! We should at least hurry to our classroom!"

Before Bakugou could protest, Deku was dragging him to their classroom. The green haired lad excitedly opened the door, only to be greeted by a room filled with empty seats.

"What? Where are they?" Bakugou steps inside, looking around. "Did you bring us to the wrong classroom or something?"

"No.. I'm certain this is Class 1-A." Deku replies as he checks the sign outside the door. Sure enough, they were in the right room.

"Well—" Bakugou gets cut off when the school bell chimes. Three bells, an indication of an announcement.

Not too long, a female's voice sounds from the speakers.

"Attention all students, please head to the auditorium for an announcement!"

"An announcement? What could it be Kacchan?" Deku turns to his friend, a mix of confusion and curiosity present on his face.

"Who knows. Let's go before we miss anything."

It wasn't easy getting into the auditorium with all the students flooding in at once. It took a whole few minutes of squeezing into the crowd to finally reach their post.

A student walks towards the center of the stage, holding a microphone in his hand. Face filled with confidence, he taps the microphone two times before speaking.

"Greetings! First of all, I'd like to thank everyone for gathering here today." The young man starts, "My name is Shoto Todoroki, and as you all know I'm the son of the number two hero, Endeavor. I'm here to announce a challenge that will change everything this school year!"

Bakugou could hear other students whispering on the sides.

"A challenge, what does he mean by that?"

"I don't know, but this better be good."

"As you all know, we students dream to become one of the pros— to be in the top 10. That's why we're here at UA, the top Hero Academy in Japan! And with this challenge, we can reach that dream and take it even higher!" The student, Todoroki, exclaims, his fist pounding in the air.

"One of you— that's right— the one with the best, strongest, flashiest quirk will become the number one student of this academy! Well, excluding the 3rd years. The benefits of becoming the number student are endless! You could be one of the top 3 students, and train with the best heroes outside of japan!" Todoroki continues.

"So more island hopping?" A second year student asks, raising their hand.

"Yes, being the number one will focus only on your training to be a hero. There would no longer be a need to study or take the elevator exams."

The students stir with his announcement, and Todoroki uses this chance to further encourage them. "Now tell me this, are you capable of fighting your friends, classmates for this one of a kind opportunity? Let's set aside all emotions and strive towards our goal! So what are you waiting for? Are you just going to stand there doing nothing? Or are you going to give it your all and fight to be the best?!"

The auditorium falls silent.

"But what about the other classes who aren't suited to fight, like the General, Support, or Management?" Another student asks.

Todoroki lets out a loud sigh, answering the query. "The General can join in if they wish. Support can help the ones who are fighting. And the Department of Management— eh, can do whatever they want." He shrugs.

At the back of the crowd, a first year with glasses shouts. "But where are we going to fight? We're using our quirks right? If we're going all out, non participants might get disturbed or worse, get caught up with the fight!"

Todoroki nods. "Good question. Rules regarding the venues of the event will be explained soon."

"But what about our hero costumes? They're not finished yet!" Another first year asks.

"You have your PE uniforms." Todoroki says before remembering an important detail of his announcement. "As for property damages within school campus, there is no need for worry. I'll be handling all expenses."

He brings his hands out for a around of applause. "Alright, The rules will be delivered at the end of today's classes. The challenge will start tomorrow. And for all non-participants, the third years will act as your escorts for the time being. That wraps up this morning's announcement. I wish everyone good luck and may the strongest student win!"

Todoroki drops his mic and quickly exits the stage. As soon as he's gone, the atmosphere starts to liven up.

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Todoroki was exhausted, he didn't think this through. He didn't take into account that there were others who had no desire to participate. "I should ask Yaoyorozu about this—"

"Oh? Is this perhaps Shoto Todoroki I'm seeing?" Someone greets him with a cheerful tone

Todoroki snaps, turning to the sound of the voice. Upon looking, he sees a group of three students walking towards him.

"Wow, I'm amazed. This year's students are pretty energetic!" One of the students chuckles.

"Well, atleast it's a change of pace, unlike last year..."

"True. I can't believe principal Nezu agreed to this. It's exciting but tiring at the same time. Dragging alot of students into this, it's kind of a risk to them don't you think, Mirio?"

"Mirio?" Todoroki paused, realizing the name she spoke was—

"Ah, Todoroki Shoto right? Bold of you to propose a challenge without thinking there wouldn't be casualties."

Shoto's eyes widen as he stumbles back. "M-Mirio Togata!"

"Oh sorry, forgot to introduce myself. I guess you already know who I am, huh? Nice to meet you, Todoroki!"

"Oh, uh— Oh! I guess it's my turn next." said the girl next to him, "My name is Nejire Hado, and the guy on the left is Tamaki Amajiki!"

"The big three.." Todoroki composes himself. "Were you here to see me?"

"Yeah. Since you did announce to the whole school, why wouldn't we?" Nejire chuckles.

"The teachers haven't arrived yet so we're here to look after the school while they're not around." Tamaki says, facing away from Todoroki.

Todoroki sighs. "I see... And yes, you're right senpai. I should've thought this through. I got so excited that I forgot about the safety of others"

Mirio approaches Todoroki, giving him a reassuring pat on the shoulder. "Don't worry Todoroki, we'll help you! We are your senpais after all. And it's already been decided, we'll take care of the non-participants as well as the injured. All you gotta do is take charge of the battles."

"As for the organization of the fights.. We'll have to come up of a plan to reassure the other students' safety tomorrow." Tamaki adds.

Todoroki felt guilty that his senpais had to help him with all of his problems— thinking about how dumb he was for going through with the idea without a proper plan. "I'm sorry you had to help me. I should've thought this through..."

"Well your father and Principal Nezu did agree to this without telling you the consequences, or perhaps they're testing you?" Nejire eyes Todoroki, examining him.

"Why would would they want to test me?"

"Who knows, you ask them."

"Well would ya look at the time! It was nice meeting you Todoroki, and next time we meet, plan first before you act on anything." Mirio tells him, smiling as the three make their way to the exit.

"Yes, I will senpai." Todoroki nods, watching them go.

"Aww, we're leaving already? I haven't gotten the chance to ask him some questions yet." Nejire says, feeling disappointed.

"It was nice meeting you Todoroki, see you!" Nejire adds, bidding farewell.

"Ah- Goodbye senpai!"

The three waved at Todoroki and left, leaving him alone again.

Todoroki leaned on the wall, sighing in exhaustion.

"I could really use some tea right about now. Yaoyorozu's on the top floor..." He shrugs. "I'll just take the elevator."

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After the announcement at the auditorium, Bakugou and Deku went back to the classroom for a breather.

"Damn, staying at the auditorium packed with a lot of people really is a nightmare." Bakugou says as he stretches his arms.

Deku agrees whilst cracking his knuckles. "The announcement came out of nowhere too. And not just that, all of the teachers and staff are gone."

Bakugou takes his seat on the chair next to where Deku stood, thinking about what he said. "And that Todoroki guy, what's he planning to do with this challenge of his? He could've just waited until the Sports Festival. This whole challenge thing doesn't make any sense."

"He must've been really excited. A lot of students would want to join in."

"Well, I know I don't."

Deku stops, looking at Bakugou worriedly. "You.. Aren't?"

"What, is there something wrong about that?" Bakugou glares at Deku, causing the latter to avoid eye contact.

"I just thought that, you know.. You were okay with using your quirk now.."

Bakugou blinks. "I am. I don't see why that has anything to do with the challenge."

"Well.. I thought you would want to join since it's a challenge and all." Deku says in a quiet voice, his hands fidgeting.

"Join the challenge?" Bakugou scoffs. "There's no way I'm doing that. Not when I can possibly harm others."

Deku stares down at his friend. "Then what are you gonna do when a villain attacks?"

"Deku.. That's not it."

"Kacchan did you forget? We're at UA. If you can't use your quirk, how are you going to be a hero?"

"(Kacchan, Promise me that in the future the two of us will be heroes.)"

"(Of course, we'll be the best heroes. I'm obviously going to be number one!)"

"(No way, Kacchan. I'm going to be number one!)"

"(Ha! You wish!.)"

"Can't be a hero without using my quirk huh?" Bakugou smirks. "Then I'll just have to change that."

"You're gonna.. What?"

"I'm gonna enter the challenge and win without my quirk."

this is my first fanfic so I dont know what I'm doing haha

[skzluvs]

Strawberry Cheesecake 🍰; Han Jisung

Genre: Fluff!

Warnings: Swearing

Word count: 2.3K

A/N: Reuploading this one cause it had too many mistakes!

She tasted the saltiness of the caramel Frappuccino she ordered next to her a strawberry cake her ultimate favorite.

"So tell me Y/N how's school" Chan asked with a smile while he sipped his iced americano.

You where sitting at table in a vintage local coffee shop surrounded by aesthetically pleasing neon signs and flowers.

"You know being a college freshman is way harder than I thought" You sighed looking at him. Discomfort written all over your face.

“I know that face you make when something is troubling you, what it is exactly? I truly doubt is school related" He spoke softly.

" I swore I wasn't going to fall for him Chan, then tell me why I can't take him off my mind" You almost banged your head on the table as a sign of frustration.

You just couldn't understand why he made you feel that particular way and why exactly had to be him the one who everyone wanted the one you absolutely just couldn't have.

“He just has that effect on people Y/N"- Chan laughed showing his cute dimples.

" He truly does but that's not the point Chan you are supposed to be my friend and tell me to stay away from him before I fall in deeper"

Chan knew him they're weren't exactly close but they both shared American literature and that means they have talked here and then. Also they share a lot of things in common for example they were majoring on the same career.

" I can't do that sweetheart because indeed I'm your friend and if you like him I guess I support it"- He raised his shoulders innocently.

" Christopher Bang Chan! I never said I liked him to begin with and second of all you are such a bad friend this is why Woojin will always be my favorite"- You replied to him with annoyance raising your voice a little. Causing some customers to look at you.

Yes, you had the guy on your mind 24/7 but you just couldn't afford to like him. It was not safe, there were a million reasons why you couldn’t fall on that trap and mainly because you didn't wanted to become another one of the so called “fans” he has too many of those already.

" I feel disrespected but let me remind you woojin is still mad at you because you ate his precious chicken" He snapped back.

"What part of I was drunk both of you don't understand I was about to passed out and that chicken was the only thing that was on the fridge it was totally not my fault in fact you guys should do the groceries more often just saying" you responded with a sassy tone.

You were too busy fighting with Chan to noticed that a group of guys entered the coffee shop. And in that small crowd of young boys the protagonist of your chaotic nonexistent love life.

" Y/N I think we are missing the point here" He said trying to go back to the initial conversation.

" And that is..." You said waiting impatiently for him to answer.

" To admit that you do like him" a grin spread across his face.

You wanted to beat him so hard for being such a cheeky bastard.

"Fuck you Christopher I'm just going to pretend I didn't heard you assume my feelings like that" You scoffed in disbelief.

" What are you so afraid of though" he questioned raising an eyebrow at you.

" I already told you. First of all he's never going to like me back we only talked like twice and that's only because my clumsy ass bumped into him in the library"

" Don't you guys share a clase together" Chan asked while taking a sip of his coffee.

" Yes economics, but you know Mr. popular sits in the back surrounded by girls who are staring at him all day admiring his beauty while on the contrary I have to sit on the front so I can actually listen to Wilson talk about Adam Smith and his invisible hand of capitalism for an hour straight"

" Sounds like fun" he repeated mocking you.

" Today you are acting like a real asshole and I'm questioning why I'm still friends with you"- You said sending him a dead stare.

"I guess someone not in the mood for jokes" He said grinning.

"I'm just stressed out okay!"- You growled.

" Well I'm just going to say, you can keep denying it all you want I know you better than anyone else and unfortunately I can tell you are already in love with the poor man"

Mental note never talk about your love life with Christopher Bang because he has no fucking clue about anything else but music.

" When did you gotten so wise ? clearly never because all you are saying is nothing but bullshit" You crossed my arms in denial.

" Whatever you say Y/N. Why haven't you eaten your strawberry cake yet this matter must be really affecting you today because you tend to devore that thing in seconds"

The straberry cheesecake was just there sitting lonely on the table dripping the red syrup while the big chunk of straberry on top was slowly melting. You stared at it lost on your own thoughts.

There are too many reason why is even risky to think You were to like him but You couldn’t help to suppress a smile when You thought about him laughing or just walking confidently along with his friends through the hallways. You felt like a high schooler all over again having this secret crush on someone who can be seen as unreachable.

To you he was a like a shinning star in a sky, someone I wished upon up every night knowing that even with my extended hands I was never going to be able to touch because he felt too high for a simple mortal like yourself.

" HEY BANG CHAN"- a voice called for my best friend who rapidly turn his head looking for the owner.

You stayed there frozen In your place you could recognize that voice anywhere Seo Changbin one of the richest and most admired guys in school and of course for my misfortune his best friend.

“Hey Seo how you been?"  He asked while greeting the boy with a typical handshake.

There was no surprised that Changbin was talking to Chan they're both Music Majors, talented creative, self producers who were extremely passionate about their career unlike you who selected probably the most boring and time consuming career it could possible exist.

That's correct You were a Med student. Exciting knowing You’ll probably die before I get the chance to graduate.

"I've been well but actually I wanted to talk to you about a song I've been working on, do you maybe want to help me with some tracks ?” He asked directly and I could've sworn I heard Chris gasp.

" Of course mate I would love to" He replied with that beautiful smile showing off his dimples once again.

" I'm actually not that busy right now do you mind if we go to my place and work on it I barely started the beat" Changbin suggested.

" I don't mind I'm not busy either" Chan said immediately.

" Then let's go! can't wait for you to hear it" Changbin said turning around quickly.

You turned to face him for the first time since he got here, they were just talking comfortably as they pretended You wasn't even there but honestly You didn't mind at all, that's what happens when people with similar interests get together also nor You wanted to interrupt their personal conversation.

" I'm leaving Baby! I'll see you tomorrow I'm sorry we couldn't finish talking about you know what but I'll treat you to dinner next time"- Channie said while taking his jacket from the chair and standing up to follow Changbin.

" Don't worry about me, have fun with your new friend" You gave him a smile before he disappeared through the crystal doors of the coffee shop.

And then you came back to your thoughts while you kept on staring at my favorite dessert that didn't look as appetizing as before when you purchased it about 30 minutes ago.

As you was having this mental battle of trying to figure out my feeling for the dark haired boy you didn't even noticed that someone approached your table and stand there looking directly at you.

" Y/N" A sweet voice called out your name taking me out of your trance.

"Huh"- You said looking up confused.

That the minute your heart stopped for a couple of seconds and suddenly You forgot how to properly breathe. The most beautiful man was standing right there next to you with his hands on his pockets and his beautiful brown hair styled to the side. He was wearing sweatpants and a red hoodie but he still looked like a model.

"Can I sit here or are you waiting for someone" He asked offering that smile you always end up falling for.

Was he actually talking to you? You questioned mentally. You don't even know each other like that You wonder how is it possible that he even knows your name maybe he has a good memory and remembers you as the girl who tripped with the books on him on the library.

“God why did my mom had to made me uncoordinated” you said unaudible feeling your ears burn in embarrassment.

Your hands were sweating and You couldn't get the words out of your mouth you was suffocating on them.

" You can sit" you said rushing your words as you could spitted fire. If Chan ever needed a back up rapper you think you could do the job.

He proceeded to pull the chair in front of you and plopped himself on it while putting his elbows on the table and resting his cheeks on his hand his eyes looking directly at me. You instantly broke the eye contact and focused your gaze on that strawberry cheesecake again.

There was an awkward silence for a few minutes were neither of you made a sound until he decided to end it.

" Y/N i need to ask you something" His sweet voice sounded a little preoccupied.

" What is it" It was so hard for you to pretend to play it cool in front of him. The one who haunted you even on your own sleep a place where you thought it was safe. But not anymore.

"I know we haven't talked much but I found you really interesting" He scratched the back of his head nervously. "what I'm trying to say is that I would really like to get to know you I mean if that's okay with you of course" He said so fast no wonder why he's actually a rapper.

The red of your cheeks were just as the color of the strawberry syrup from that cake. How was you supposed to answer that while not long ago you was rejecting any possibility of liking him.

" I know this question might sound stupid to you but why me? You know there's absolutely no one in this one who hasn't fallen for you yet" I questioned still unable to believe on his words.

" Oh I know there's one, You are the only one who hasn't" He said obviously.

" So you are saying you find me challenging because I can resist to your charming face " you raised an eyebrow starting to feel offended you clearly wasn't going to be a game to him.

" Not quite I'm saying you are different and I like that maybe you don't realize it but even if the whole world liked me I would still only look at you, I mean I have been since you came in late the first day to Wilson's trying to fix yourself because you looked like you ran a marathon to get there" His laugh overflowed the whole room.

"Excuse me but my alarm didn't worked that morning and I didn't even got to eat breakfast so yes I ran my way all over there sorry I didn't looked presentable to your eyes but some people don't want to be late on their first day" You snapped back messing with him a little.

It was comfortable being with him like this right now. Something told me you was going to cherish this moment forever.

"I never said you looked bad in that moment I thought wow that messy girl is the prettiest one I've ever seen" A smirk spreading across his face.

"Are you just trying to cover up the fact that you literally just roasted me" You said laughing.

" Hey I didn't!” He said puffing outhis cheeks and You must admit he looks adorable every time he does that.

“By the way I was also meaning to ask is strawberry cheesecake your favorite as well?” He asked looking at the almost melted dessert.

" Yes it is. I have tried many variations but I always come back to this old friend, trust me I can eat strawberry cheesecakes for life I just haven't eaten this one because I was too distracted"

"Mine too! I love all kinds of cheesecakes to be honest with you, but no other flavor can surpass the deliciousness of the strawberry one. I must say it's my favorite because in some way it reminds me of you"

"How so" You asked curiously trying to hide the blush on your cheeks.

" It's really sweet but not to the point my teeth would hurt and the juicy texture of the strawberry just melts with the cheese and the cookie crust that's kinda how you are Sweet enough for me to like you with a twist personality that makes it even more fun"

You grabbed the fork and cut a piece of the cake while You shoved it on his mouth.

"Just be quiet for a moment you are being cheesier than the cheesecake" You said pointing at the plate while laughing at his sudden confession.

“Mmm this is delicious” He said savoring the taste on his lips. Liking them slowly in a teasing way.

“By the way, just for the record I was the one who purposely bumped into you at the library I'm sorry I had to grabbed your attention somehow" He winked at you with a smirk.

"JISUNG" You yelled at him.

You both talked about many things that afternoon but one thing you would never be able to forget is how his lips also tasted sweet like that strawberry cheesecake you shared.

[what-the--curtains]

Braving the Elements

Chapter 22: One Step Forward, Two Steps Back

Part 1/2

Tw: Swearing

Authors note: sad dad times ahead folks!!!!

(Played during training)

Shuri and Tony had been working on a way to counteract the effects of the shots created by Roman and his crew. They hoped if they could figure out how to dampen the injectable powers then maybe, just maybe, they could reverse the powers Apocalypse had taken from other mutants unwillingly. While they were busy in the lab the rest of the team had been tasked with identifying where all the mutants from Romans files had disappeared too. Something proving to be difficult. Partly due to Romans silence on the matter who had been a tougher nut to crack than you had initially thought.

“Look at this,” Nat says, pulling up a holographic map of the world. “Turns out the government is tracking mutants. Looks like they’ve been chipping them or something. Once they’re in the system you can track their movements around the globe.”

“Am I on there?” Wanda asks looking at the screen.

“Is that even legal?” Steve asks leaning over Nat to get a closer look.

“When have they ever cared about that, and ya Wanda probably, Eric took mine out when I joined up with him” you say nonchalantly whilst scanning over a folder of recent missing persons. Wanda looks down at her own arm slightly horrified.

“Anyways, we’ve seen recent increases in missing persons and decreases in mutant hotspots in major cities , Singapore, Toronto, London, Cape Town.” Steve continues

“Maybe they’re recruiting them?” You offer.

“That’s not all.” Nat says

“Look here” Steve says, “Increase in prison breaks and kids disappearing from schools and foster homes. They must be grabbing them so they can use their powers.” You stand up and leave the room.

“Looks like they forgot to remove some chips. I mean what’s the likelihood of even 10 mutants being in the middle of the Sahara desert.” Sam says using a laser pointer to circle the small group of red dots on the map.

“With a mutant army the size of a small country, how the hell are we going to stop him?” Nat asks.

“Once Tony and Shuri figure out a way to dismantle apocalypses powers, or at least some of them then all we have to do is inject him with it.” Steve says.

“Can’t we just shoot it from far away?” Sam asks.

“Probably, but we’ll need a clear shot, some kind of distraction, and the only one of us strong enough to take him in hand to hand combat is Y/N. If you can manage to get your powers under control you may be able to hold him off long enough for that to happen. Wanda can you help her with that. Wait, where is she?” Steve says looking around the room for you.

Wanda goes out to find you, but you’re gone “She’s just stepped out I’ll go grab her” she says not wanting to worry anyone. She finds you a few blocks away standing outside looking up at a statue made in commemoration of the signing of the mutant rights act.

“Hey,” Wanda says, gently touching your arm and moving to stand beside you.

“It’s bullshit you know. The people who signed this act tested on mutants in secret for years afterwards. How many more Wanda, how many more of us have to suffer and now at the hands of our own. As if it wasn’t hard enough already.”

“You sound so much like him sometimes” She says, referring to your old mentor Magneto.

“Kevin Bacon? Ya, I get that all the time.” You joke, giving her a smile. She shakes her head, not dignifying your joke with a laugh.

“They don’t have to suffer, not if we find them and stop Apocalypse.” she says.

“Weaker opponents have nearly stopped you before.” You respond

“This time it’ll be different. We have you. As far as he knows you're strong, but he thinks you can’t control it. Element of surprise could give us the upper hand.”

“What if it can’t be controlled, Jean’s powers almost consumed her.” You say trying to mask your fear.

“It’s a risk, but I’ll be there with you the whole way, I’ll make sure you don’t stray too far” Wanda says taking your hand

“A risk I have to take then” you say flatly.

“You don’t have to, no one’s going to make you do this and no one will judge you if you say no.”

The two of you walk to the park and sit down under an old elm tree.

“I’m afraid of what other powers may present themselves. That lighting would have been lethal to any of you and I don’t want you to get hurt.” you say after a few moments.

“Pfft, please, someone’s full of themselves, I could take you any day of the week.” She says punching your arm playfully.

You sigh trying to mask a smile before uttering “I’ll do it, but if it gets out of hand we’re shutting it down.”

“Deal! We’ll start tomorrow then, bright and early!” she says standing up and brushing her dress down before pulling you up from the grass.

“Great! My least favorite time.” you say standing up.

“Well we do need you to be angry” she chuckles as she links her arm in yours and the two of you walk back to the tower.

Your alarm goes off at 6:00AM the next morning and you go to smack the snooze button, but accidently hit a sleeping Bucky right in the face.

“Fuck sorry you say” laughing at his disgruntled face. “I forgot you don’t sneak out at like 4 anymore.” you gently stroke the spot you had just whacked and he turns to face you.

“I love waking up like this, well not the hand in the face, but here with you.” He mumbles eyes still shut.

“And I love not having to give you your clothes back.” You kiss his head before exclaiming “Gotta go, sorry about the face!” as you walk to the kitchen

“Apology not accepted. You’ll be hearing from my lawyers” he calls after you.

Wanda pours you a coffee as you enter into the kitchen the orange hues of dawn creeping in through the windows.

“Nice shirt” she says smiling.

“Nice face” you say back.

“Oh burn” she mocks sarcastically.

“Cut me some slack, it's early!” you say before getting suited up and heading down to the basement level of the tower.

“Alright,” Wanda says, leading you into what can only be described as an underground bunker. “It’s been outfitted with every possible safety feature, rubber-lined concrete walls, bullet proof glass, sprinkler systems, fire retardant sand.” You gaze up and around the bunker as Wanda explains it’s various features. You can’t help but think about all the things that could go wrong, no matter how safe they made it was still risky.

“Alright, let’s start at the beginning. First thing we need you to do is get into, let’s call it your state, by yourself. You have to initiate it yourself, we can’t have you going off every time someone makes you angry. Now get angry”

“Should be easy enough” you mumble as Wanda leaves the room. It takes some time, but eventually you manifest into your state, with eyes glowing you float to the sky and lighting bursts from your hands. After a few minutes you fall to the ground. When you come too, Wanda's sitting next to you.

“Welcome back” she says lifting you off the ground “Think you can try it again?” you nod. After a few days you’re able to enter your state quickly and relatively easily so you move onto staying conscious.

“Okay, that’s the easy part down.” Wanda says over the intercom.

“That was easy?” you chuckle in disbelief.

“Try to stay conscious after entering the state, when you feel your rage about to spill over, I want you to focus on a moment, any moment of anger that’s clear to you. Keep it in your mind, stay with it until it’s completely in focus then try to open your eyes.” You nod. Getting into the state was a breeze compared to becoming conscious, but eventually you’re able to do it. Initially, you can only hold it for a few minutes before passing out, but with each day it gets longer. By the fourth day you’re able to remain in the state for a few hours, but it's exhausting. Constantly using all your energy was taking its toll on you physically and mentally.

“Okay let’s take a break” Wanda insists.

“No, I'm fine” you say, she gives you a look which you return back to her.

“Okay, now I want you to come out of the state. You need to relinquish your anger. Empty your mind, become devoid of any emotion, mentally numb.” It takes every last bit of energy out of you, but you manage to do it by the end of the seventh day. When you weren't training you were sleeping. It’s the only time Bucky sees you, he keeps telling you to take a break. He begs you, but with mutant lives on the line you refuse to stop. He misses you, but knows it's selfish of him to demand you spend more time with him and less time trying to save the world. Day by day you build up immunity and two weeks in you are able to enter and leave your glowing state with minimal side effects