#im fine just uh. bleeding. well not as of writing. i was.

[ridragon]

I'm soooo stupid I tried to pick up a stray cat because it was really cute and friendly, but it was dirty and small and I wanted to help it, and it was fine for a few seconds but as I tried to see if I could walk to my car it started to tense up, and instead of letting go before it even panicked, I the big old idiot was like well maybe it'll calm down once I put it in the car

but that made it more upset and it scratched the fuck out of me before taking off. And now that friendly cat probably isn't friendly anymore I ruined it. It definitely will never come up to me again. I try to do something good and it fucks up! I always always do this. I just wanted to help the kitty but I ruined everything and now I'm gonna die of rabies or tetanus or cat scratch fever and it'll be all my fault. Now it won't even like anyone. I betrayed its trust. The cuts hurt and I should drive home but I'm crying like a baby because I'm sad I messed things up again! Augh! Grow! Up!

[feyascorner]

okay first of all i ADORE ur writing… wanna take a bite out of it..

anyway… uh… can i uhh… order a uhh…. astarion x tav.. and like..tav has a fucking insane pain tolerance and always has.. and like… uhh… one time she gets fucking TOTALED in a fight and like obvi it would hurt… and shes like crying subconsciously.. and when some1 points it out shes like “what???? why am i crying wtf???” and like looks down and is just fucking BLEEDING… n then.. astarion comfort…

only if u want thoo!!!!

a/n. Im like the exact opposite I'm very dramatic about the slightest pain but this is such a cute request so Ty!! ALSO PLS EXCUSE IF THIS IS A LITTLE CLUNKY I HAD TO TYPE THIS OUT W MY FINGERS🫠🫠

Astarion is grateful for your tolerance to pain.

Of course, he doesn't particularly enjoy watching you in pain, but he’s no fool. He knows the sting and the soreness that comes after he drinks from your neck. Well, at least, it should sting. However, it never seemed to bother you, and for that, he's forever grateful for it.

These strange sentiments expand past his thirst for blood, as the relief he feels when you’re battered up after a battle and you smile at him as if nothing’s wrong is incomparable to any other feeling he’s felt.

That relief does not come currently, however.

The battle was nearly hopeless. Overwhelmed in number, mages casting counterspell, fighters constantly aiming at you…he’s lost track of it all. By some miracle you and your companions stand victorious, and when he sees that you offer Karlach a lopsided smile, confirming that you're fine, he reaches to pick up one of his daggers.

“Tav—what in the hells, are you okay?”

It’s then that he spots the way your lip quivers and tears glisten threateningly at your eyes. And when you meet his own, they begin to drip down your cheeks like crystals and roll off your chin. He's seen you in tears before, but out of something more positive—not from pain. Before he can even tell what he's doing, he's rushing toward you.

“Why are you—” he sees the blood seeping from your stomach, and his face would've gone pale if he could.

You finally lift your hands to your face, eyes wide when your fingertips brush against the dampness of your cheeks. “Oh. Why am I?…”

Shadowheart scrambles to scrimmage around her bag. “Here, let me—gods, where did I—did we use all the healing potions?—”

“Oh for hells sake. Because you're bleeding!” Astarion hisses, his hand intertwining with yours as he drags you toward the nearest tree where he sits you down. He freezes when you flinch but you shake your head, wiping at your eyes. Your other companions are still searching the enemy corpses for anything that might relieve you of the pain, but they're taking far too long for his liking.

“I’m okay, it doesn't really hurt that much.”

“You’re crying.”

“I didn't even know I was-” you wince.

His eyes narrow. “Lay down.”

“What? No, I’m really fine!”

“Gods, love, please for once, listen to me. It’s quite straining to watch you clamber around with that ghastly wound on your stomach.”

You frown, but he guides you down anyway, careful to lay down your head against the grass. “Now wait patiently. Maybe if we’re lucky, our dear friends will find a potion before I start developing wrinkles.”

A momentary silence hangs in the air. It’s by no means uncomfortable, but there are words on the tip of his tongue he wishes to say. And when he notices you staring, he sighs.

“If you're hurt, tell us. I don't care how high your pain tolerance is—if you're hurt, call us. Call me. Don't be a fool and bleed out over a few enemies when we’ve been through so much worse.”

The sincerity in his voice is almost embarrassing. But with the way you're watching him so seriously, he can't bring himself to dwell on such irrelevant factors.

Then, you smile again, as if you've forgotten about the pain. “How minor can the pain be for me to call you?”

“What kind of question is that?”

“Can I call you when I stub a toe?”

“Absolutely not.”

“I will.”

He stares at you with lidded eyes and you laugh. He feels the weight on his shoulders get a bit lighter.

“You may call for me whenever you wish.”

[j1mmys-darl1ng]

.ೃ࿐scarring and scaring.ೃ࿐

Pairing : tate langdon x reader

Warnings : mentions of sh, blood, use of y/n, probably mischarecterisation

A/n : im so sorry for not making a new fic, life has been really kicking my ass right now and literally the worst thing i thought could happen happened. Ill try and write a few more fics before October (im not participating in kinktober).

You were dragging the small, pointy metalic object along your arm, adding more pressure each time before you let out a small yelp. Shit. Tate is definitely gonna give you a scolding when he finds you like this.

You wash off the blood, watching the water turn red and then transparent again. You had ran out of bandages the last time this happened so you just pull the sleves of your hoodie down.

"hey, y/n, everything ok in there?" you hear Tates voice through the door. You knew he wasnt an idiot and would definitely know somethings up. He always does.

"uh... Yea.. Im fine" your voice wavers slightly towards the end, seeing the blood bleed through your sleeve. Holy shit. Mabye you went deeper than you thought.

"ok well im not leaving till you open this door, im not an idiot. I know whats going on in there"

You feel a pang of guilt in your gut, knowing you promised him that you would stop. But this time was the first in a while. You can just predict the 'you were doing so well' thats going to come out of his mouth.

You know he wont leave until he sees how much damage youve done. Its not really like he has anything better to do due to being bound to the house and all that crap.

"the door isnt locked.." you tell him, feeling too ashamed to open the door yourself.

He opens the door.

You see his eyes go down to your sleves.

"pull em' up" he tells you. Its not a question, its a command.

As you hesitantly pull your sleves up, the blood smears up with it, creating a bloody mess up your arm. Your eyes begin to spike with tears, your lip begining to tremble and your breathing getting shakier.

"c'mere, let me clean this since i know you wont" his voice is softer now, his disappointment clear but he knows better than to yell at you when your in a glass state. Both fragile and he can see through your words.

He begins to rinse the cuts, using a cloth to wipe the blood away. His cheek rests against your shoulder as he does this.

"you promised me. You swore that you wouldnt do it again, y/n."

".. i know.."

"do you?"

After rinsing out the wounds to the best he could, he pats your arms down with a towel, also adding a bit of pressure to stop the bleeding. Despite the cuts not being fatal, the more pressure you were adding with the tool was making it worse.

After a few minutes, he removes the towel, bandaging your arms with a secret stash he had hidden from you. It was tight but not too tight it would cut off your circulation.

He presses a few small kisses onto the bandages, his thumb rubbing over them gently. It was a sweet moment. One that never usually occurs.

It felt nice.

A/n : shout out to the swaggy discord server im in and shout out to lily for watching sleepover last night with me over a discord call

Thanks for reading! <3

[khuzena]

Just a coworker

Dr ratio x g/n!reader (i tried)

Part 1, Part 2

cw. angst, super slow burn, they eventually get tgt, hurf/comfort, jealousy brr, reader is unhinged, mentions of drugs, kinda cringe but who cares I've written worse, not proofread, dr ratio is a pussy

a/n: I HATE LIFE SJNAANAN

A week passed and you got the jist of it, you were already done with the basics but everytime that man always found a reason to keep tutoring you.

You were grading some papers until you felt someone looming over you and snooping around your laptop.

“Hey!”

“Do you really need to shout?”

You hid your laptop away from him as he pried for any more info, causing you to kick his leg.

“Who’re you talking to?”

“Why the hell would you care? Plus im grading some papers, you asshole”

You typed away as he didn't leave your side, just watching you input some values— damn one of your students got a 2/100? Might as well make them repeat a grade.

“Which idiot fails literature? More or less just essay writing?”

“Uh…”, you paused, your other hand getting your coffee and sipping on it, “An illiterate person?”

No other words were shared as you two just sat in silence, him staring at the grading sheet and you typing away on your keyboard.

…

It was a quiet day, peaceful even. If it weren't for a fight that broke out at the food court. You should mind your business, but your favourite student had been gravely injured; worry comes easy.

You ran to the student, one hand rested on his leg as it bled, “Hey, stay with me— breathe.”

Your student, Mike, had been buying some coke from some guy in your coworker’s class, turns out Mike got scammed and well, you did not know the full story to take any full action but the blood shed was enough to panic.

“Mike, Mike!”

You held him, you were not an expert at cpr or had any training on how to deal with that much bleeding or anything about dealing with concussions.

Shit, shit.

“We need a doctor!”

Despite your desperate yelling, none were brave to come forth to help, the others just recording or covering their eyes.

What were you supposed to do?

You held onto mike as the others tried to restrain the guy that hurt him, this was bad.

Until you saw Veritas buying some coffee at the new coffee shop from weeks ago.

“Hey you!”

Veritas does not flinch, he does not respond.

“DOCTOR VERITAS RA—”

He groaned, about to run away yet you yelling his full name was enough to make him regret not buying earplugs prior to this incident.

He walked up to you and your student as he kneeled at the both of you’s level.

“What exactly happened?”

No matter how much he hates you and your guts, he still has a duty as a doctor.

“Some asshole beat him up, fuckin’ hell”

He doesn't say anything, before laying Mike down in a more comfortable position and getting a pill from his pocket.

“What's that?”

“Tylenol”

He forced open Mike's mouth and shoving down a pill.

“Isn't that a tad bit aggressive?” Mike was near choking as you patted his back and elevated his seating position.

“So it's better to airplane the pill in his mouth like he's 2 and let him die then?”

“That's not what I meant.” you sneered before some guys from the medical department ran to your side and took care of it.

Now you two were just standing behind the infirmary door and waiting for any update.

“I'm going to miss my class because of you.”

You laughed, the audacity of this man?

“Then go, I didn't ask you to stay.”

It's so hard to read this man when he has his alabaster head on, you can't even tell what he's thinking.

“You talk too much”

“You started it!”

“Just stop talking”

“Whatever.”

You peaked through the window and saw Mike unconscious on his bed, even though it wasn't your fault, it feels like it is…

You sighed as the nurse left the room, standing still before she spoke, “He's fine. It's good that you and Dr. Ratio was there.”

“Uhh yeah…”

You really didn't do much…

Veritas stayed silent as the nurse left, he's not one to like small talk.

“huff… huff… finally.”

You raised an eyebrow, before registering whose voice it was, your eyes lighting up.

“Amir!”

“Whew… I had to end class early, I learned about what happened too late.”

“It's not your fault”

Amir sighed while leaning so ungodly close to you, before Veritas had some audacity left in him to make a comment, “Actually, it is.”, he really has no shame does he?

“I apologise.”

“Now you're just being rude.”

Veritas turned away, can't that man just leave you both alone?

“I don't care. It was both your student's that got into this mess.”

“I have over a hundred students, how could I monitor all of them?”

“Yet you still have to take responsibility for it. I can't believe you let it get to that level.”

“Then leave, if you're just gonna be rude then shut up.”

Amir's jaw hung when he heard you literally tell the Dr. Ratio himself to shut it, not even the people from the IPC would have this level of audacity. It was your last straw, you've already dealt with enough bullshit for the day.

Usually, he would have some snarky reply up in his sleeves but what's crazy is that he just walked away.

“Did you just—”

“I did.”

“Wow.”

—

You were already about to go home as it was getting late, who knew having to shoulder the aftermath of that fight would be that tiring? No shit sherlock.

Peace and quiet, no one to bother you—

“You there.” that familiar voice echoing in the hallways as loud stomps were nearing your direction.

You spoke too soon. Why him of all people?

“You didn't come to today's tutoring session.”

You crossed your arms, looking up at him. Wow. He wasn't wearing his alabaster head? Can't say that it's new but the opportunity to stare at his face was a rare occurrence. But, he infuriates you too much that you'd rather kiss mud than oogle at him.

“And?”

“What do you mean ‘and’? I was waiting for you.”

You eyed him up and down, he did look upset. But did he really think you'd have the energy to confront him, much less see him after what happened today?

“I told you I wouldn't be able to attend tutoring lessons as I have someone to tutor too”

“When did you say that?”

“Two days ago?”

He was baffled, utterly baffled. When did you say that? You must be lying. Despite his stone head obstructing you from any chance to see him right now, by his voice, he was fuming.

He crossed his arms, his right foot tapping aggressively, “I do not recall you saying that.”

“But I did.”, his eyebrows furrowed as you spoke with clear conviction, what do you mean you did?

“You should've told me.”

“I did.”

“Then— why are you being so difficult?”

“It's not me who's being difficult, why are you even mad?”

Like that, the words at the tip of his tongue vanished. Exactly, why was he so worked up?

“You're just using this as an excuse to not deal with the issue.”

You had enough of his bullshit. You started to walk the other way but he just couldn't leave you alone.

“And what if I am? Get lost.”

“We need to talk.”

You turned your heel and faced him, face red and hot then you pointed at him,

“About what? About how sure it's absolutely my fault about what happened today, I'm an idiot, I don't know anything!”

“Now you're just blowing the issue up into something completely different.”

“What else is there to say?”

“You—”

He got silent, biting his lip under that stone head as his temper got the best of him.

“You really are an idiot.”

…

“Just leave me alone.”

There were no other words exchanged as you walked away, your footsteps getting more faint as a second, another one and another pass.

He shook his head at your outburst, you really were an idiot, incompetent and… whatever. At least now that blabbermouth always peering over his shoulder is gone.

…

As you walked home, you couldn't help but cry. There was nothing to cry over but it was too much. The heads berating you for not paying attention to your students, that a scandal like that could ruin the university— to hell with that shit, to hell with that university.

At least you felt safe, at home, with the company of your cats.

“Meow?”

Ah.

You hugged your cat, its fur getting wet as tears dripped, you were starting to taste the saline tears as it creeped into the corners of your lips.

Your phone rang with notifications from the doctor, Wait— how'd he even get your number? shit. But god won't he just leave you alone?

With a click, the notifications died down leaving only your quiet sniffles and your cat’s purr to be heard in the living room.

You didn't have any energy to eat, to hell with your health.

You turned off the lights and plopped into your bed, your cat joining you (yay) as the soft glow of the lamp illuminated the room.

You let out a yawn, turning the lights off but there was a call notification.

‘From Unknown Number’

You felt the urge to swipe and listen to what he had to say, but it's probably bullshit.

You fell asleep.

[From Unknown Number.]

:hey.

:answer me.

:stop being so difficult and just give me 3 minutes.

:Are you there?

:idiot.

:hey.

[99 more unread messages]

…

Time flies, three days flew by already yet it still feels like yesterday. You feel like shit, yeah the issue has been resolved, everything's fine but why did something just feel so wrong?

It was a good rest though, bless that lady who allowed you to have a few days off.

[From Unknown Number]

:I know you're seeing this.

:Stop acting like a child.

:Come on.

:You moron.

[231 more unread messages]

…

Phew, when you entered the faculty room, there was no Veritas in sight. Good, good.

You laid down your satchel on your desk and readied some stuff before heading out, making sure to check all hallways before you make a move; don't want to see the Doctor so early in the morning. (checking every hallway 24/7? What is this? Fnaf?!?)

Things were uncannily peaceful today, did he not come to work today? Or… Maybe you just got really lucky that you both did not cross paths for today.

“And,” you wrote diligently on the whiteboard, “That ends our discussion for today.”

The time ticked to 4:58 pm, you could already see some of your students pack their things.

“Any questions?”

They all shook their heads no as you finally dismissed them, oh how you missed being in your classroom despite being away for merely 3 days.

Today's a lucky day, no issues, no Veritas Ratio in sight.

“Hey __”

You jolted at the sudden call of your name, your head turning from the sound as you see Amir with a worried expression.

“Oh, Amir?”

So suddenly, he pulled you into a hug.

“What're you doin—”

“I was worried.”

“About?”

“You were no contact with everyone for three days, we were all worried.”

You awkwardly laughed, Amir was a fine man, definitely not your type though. You squirmed away from his hold.

“Yeah, just needed a break”

“Oh, I see.”

He paused, “You good now?”, his tone laced with concern.

“Yeah, at least I think so.”

“That's good.”

Your best friend, he was not stupid. He was intuitive too, he eyed you like you were some sort of experiment and like with any experiment, he's made his hypothesis.

“You don't sound ‘good’”

“What do you mean?”

“Is this about Dr. Ratio?”

Bingo, right on the money. There was no use trying to lie to him, especially not after chuckling awkwardly when you got caught.

You nodded, confirming his guess, “Knew it.”

He was in deep thought as he tried to think of any and every possibility why.

“Are you guys dating or something?”

You choked on your own spit— him of all people? Is he out of his mind? At this point, the idea of getting with that socially inept man sounds like an insult.

“Are you trying to piss me off?”

“Calm down sponge bob squarepants, geez”

You groaned as he handed you a juice box. “Thanks,” you quietly muttered out.

…

It was 5 pm, by now, everyone's probably clocked out by now.

It's weird, a 5 pm where you don't get tutor lessons from him.

Whatever, food for thought.

As you left the faculty room, a small part in you wanted to catch a glimpse of him despite you trying to avoid him. Did you miss him? or was just not being alone at these hours too comforting?

He wasn't there. As expected.

…

The next day, you see Veritas, you two walk past each other, he did not spare you a glance.

“Doctor…”

Wind breezes through the both of you but you stood still as he kept walking to his class. How cold.

It was no use trying to confront him, atleast, not here.

For a second, your gaze softened but you quickly got back to your senses. This feeling was strange.

…

The bell rang and, as usual, everyone left. What a fulfilling job.

This week has been really quiet. Peaceful but something was missing. Your life was fun, not this mundane even before Veritas but a part of you looks for him. No no, you were just being insane or something.

The faculty room door slid open, then, just as you wished would never happen (oh really?) Veritas was at you guys’ usual tutoring spot.

You wanted to run but your bag was there. Mustering up the courage, you tiptoed and grabbed your satchel, it felt like playing a horror game with how stealthy you were trying to be.

Shit.

Your pen fell, hopefully it didn't catch his attention.

Just as you were about to go grab it, he took it and handed it to you.

You gulped and took the pen, wanting to run but you froze on the spot.

“You look stupid trying to act stealthy.”

You didn't reply, only gulping nervously as you stayed still.

“What? Say something.”

Truth is, you had nothing to say.

“Sigh, you really like making things so difficult, don't you?”

He doesn't stop you from leaving, but maybe it was you stopping yourself from leaving.

An awkward silence ensued, it was getting annoying, for him, atleast.

“Aren't you going to leave?”

You don't say anything, just standing still, again.

“Answer me.”

Why did you enter the room?

“...” Veritas walked up to you, his codex not in hand as leaned closer.

“Give me 3 minutes.”

He raised your chin with a finger, face unreadable despite his alabaster head gone. It's the third or fourth? You've lost count how many times you saw his real face. Your memory was shit.

“I just want to talk about how…”

He bit his lip, yet his eyes remained fixed on your blank expression.

“That I want to apologise for my behaviour last week.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

That same old silence, he couldn't find the right words, he doesn't know how to say sorry.

“Well…”

“Well?”

Did he stutter? That's odd; very.

“I…” His eyes leave yours, he's practised saying it but it's the hardest thing he'll ever have to do, “I'm…”

Curious eyes gaze into his conflicted ones. Can he even say it?

“So…” sorry.

“I'm sorry.”

You stare at him with shock, did he just apologise?

“Did I hear that right?”

“God damn it.”

He pulled away and walked away to his desk but you followed him, “Hey, did you mean it?”

“Why wouldn't I?”

He knew you'd react like this, he expected you to laugh, mock him or anything but you just look at him with a look of shock—

“I see.”

—And somewhat relieved of what he said.

“I'm sorry too.” He was envious of how easily you spoke those words, you were no genius, yet you were better than him at apologising.

“I shouldn't uh—”

“I just want to say that—”

You cleared your throat, licking your lips in anxiety, “You go first”

“No you—”

“No, you.”

He hung his head low, before looking in your direction.

“It was uncalled for me to treat you and that man that way.”

“I'm listening.”

“I didn't take into account that you both were probably stressed from the situation and…”

He couldn't find the words, nothing was new to him. Complex maths? Easy. Medicine? Easy. Philosophy? Done. History? Is this a joke? He knows everything!

Other than one thing.

“I'm sorry.”

Apologising.

His words brought you immense relief, it was your turn to speak. For the first time, you can read his face. He looked pitiful. Did he not get enough sleep lately?

“I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have lashed out on you.”

How could you just have the knack to be so… Human? That, he couldn't understand. Being genuine, felt new.

“I understand.”

…

“What now?”

He fixed his books on the shelf, the ones he wanted to share with you.

“I dont know.”

“I thought you knew everything?”

He rolled his eyes as you teased him for it, he shouldn't have apologised.

“Stop talking, and also.”

He handed you some wipes, what was it for?

“Your hand,” you looked down at your dominant hand, seeing whiteboard marker creases, “Clean it up.”

“Oh okay.”

You wiped the stains off, but you wondered how perceptive he was. You didn't even notice it yourself.

“How's the tutor lesson with your student?”

Ah, that guy. It's been long since you've finished tutoring him with the basics.

“Went smoothly, he passed his exam”

He hummed, he finished tidying up his desk, good that you listened to his lectures.

“What did you teach him?”

“Until just page 25”

“Huh?”

But you studied the entire book with him, if you just needed help with just page 25, the tutor session would've only taken a week.

“Did you just keep going to the tutor sessions to see me?”

“Maybe, maybe not”

A soft smile creeped up in your face as you saw him short circuit for a bit before regaining his senses.

“You jest”

“I do not.”

…

“So… When's the next session?”

“At my place, tonight. It's getting late.”

Oh? At his place? What a bold offer—

“Just reviewing?”

“Just reviewing.”

You laughed as he rolled his eyes, the two of you leaving the faculty room.

“Under one condition.”

You raised an eyebrow, what was he asking for now?

“A date.”

“Pardon?”

“Do I have to repeat myself?”

You choked on your spit, that's absurd— god.

“No, I heard you. Fine.”

“Agreeing that easily?”

“Do you want me to refuse?” He was starting to get cocky, might as well drag him back down to earth.

“No, you still need to learn more about Quantum Mechanics.”

“Fine.”

…

Veritas pulled you close to him as you both walked the sidewalk, isn't he such a gentleman?

“The tab's on you?” no way were you paying the tab, he better pay it.

He scoffed, he could feel you hold onto his arm as he made sure you were on the right side of the lane to protect you of some sort.

“Whatever, you moron. Hurry up, we still have so much to review.”

A/N: its so bad wtf😭😭😭😢

[janeths]

Period Month

since I’m on my period and thought “how would Bowser feel about it? ” Since ya know turtles don’t have menstrual cycles, and since he also doesn’t know much about the human anatomy either. So ye, this happens when Y/N accepts Bowser as his loving partner after the period storm.

Also I have so many one shots between Bowser and Y/N not written just brainstorming , I’ll just write them here, and then I’ll write them on AO3

I hope I don’t make Bowser too ooc, but if I do I’m sorry.

Gender neutral pronouns but ya know, it mentions periods. So ye

It was a beautiful morning, waking up in a kingdom. Especially waking up next to the most powerful and most gentle man, Bowser. “Bowser?! How long have you been up?” Y/N turns around and sees him looking at her, smiling. “Hmm..? Hours probably. I didn’t want to wake you up. You looked so tired yesterday, thought I let you sleep more.” Y/N blinks then smiles. “You didn’t really had to do that… wait.. what time is it? “

“Hm? Oh I don’t know.“We got time still. I already have your clothes here. It’ll be hot over there, so I chose some light colors.” “Oh ye-.” Y/N suddenly grabs her stomach. “Uh… could I wear something more dark colors?”

“Is there something wrong with them?” He looks worried. “Oh! No no! It’s just that I’m not feeling the cool colors today that’s all.” “Can I choose them for you?” They both stood up and walked towards the huge closet. “Of course! Either way I don’t know what to wear.” Y/N feels a slight cramp. Don’t worry Y/N, just a small thing. It’ll go eventually.

“Are you ready to go, love? We’re gonna be late if we don’t go.” He says as he mutters under his breath, “Peach hates it when people are late…” Bowser breathes in, and gets a strange strong smell. I haven’t smelt that before, it’s quite strong though…

Couple of minutes passed, Y/N hasn’t gotten out of the room. Bowser was a bit worried and quickly ran upstairs to the room and found Y/N laying on the bed. “Y/N? Why are you still laying down? We’re gonna be late. If you don’t want to go, we don’t have to.” The strange smell is much stronger here, is it them? “Hm..? Oh Bowser… I uh..don’t feel too well… I think I’ll stay today. You could go.” Y/N covers herself and presses their stomach. “I’m not going anywhere but here.” Bowser calls Kamek to discharge the carriage, closes the door and sits next to Y/N. “What’s wrong, dear? Is it a headache? Fever? Stomach ache?” He touches their forehead gently. “No…I’m on my…Achoo!” Y/N sneezes unexpectedly and felt something wet and warm. “Oh no…” Y/N quickly takes the covers off and sees the forsaken storm they created. Feeling a bit of shame that Bowser has seen them in that position. THATS-! That’s the smell!

“Y/N! You’re bleeding! Let’s to go the hospital right away!” Bowser picks them up gently holding them with a blanket, and running towards downstairs. “Bowser! Calm down! Im fine!” He stops mid-track almost dropping Y/N. “But you’re bleeding! From down there!” “Bows..Let me go to the bathroom, and I’ll explain everything once I’m changed up. Just bring me clean clothes, alright love?”

Once Y/N cleaned themselves up, threw the dirty clothes and sheets onto the washer, they sit next to Bowser on the bed. “Have you calmed down a bit?” They chuckle as he blushes. “But Y/N what was that? You scared me! I thought you got hurt! I thought you were going to die on me! I kept thinking of horrible thoughts.” He frowns, hug them gently tight due to his figure and not wanting to hurt them. Y/N kisses his snout. “I’m sorry I scared you that way, I should have told you before.” “So what is it then? Because to me it looks like you were bleeding.” “Well… it’s sort of like that. Some mammals have to go through it. Turtles/Tortoises don’t since they are reptilian. I have it since it allows me to reproduce.” “Huh..” “But I don’t want to reproduce right now,so that means that this part right here.” Y/N points under their stomach. “Is what causes it. There’s little tiny eggs, which helps to make the child. But like I said I don’t want kids right now, so they kinda like erupt making me bleed and the consequences of not having a child, is that I have to suffer cramps, headaches, sleepiness, crying. It’s awful. Does that make sense now?” Y/N looks at him,not realizing their leg is shaking due to the cramps.“I do now, and feel much more relaxed. But…still, if you don’t want to reproduce, why do you have to suffer? Why go through it? Why.. everything?” “That’s just how it is…” “Is there anything I can do? Anything to help? I want to make you feel better.” “Well… I’m still cramping and I’m really tired… Do you think-” “Yes! Of course, come here.” They both lay on the bed and pulls them into a hug, their back facing Bowsers stomach. “Mhm.. how does that feel?” “Wonderful. Are your hands warm?”

“Yes, why ask?”

“Could you put them around my stomach? It’ll calm my cramps a bit.” He gently pulls them and puts his hand onto their stomach for reassurance. “I’ll stay here as long as I need too, don’t worry alright?”

“But what about-”

“Love, the kingdom can wait. My priority is to be here with you.” How did he know I was going to- never-mind I want to sleep.

“Y/N?” Fast asleep they went, and here comes the snores they offer. Bowser just chuckled to himself.

Those snores are so cute.

Bonus:

“Mario, I’m glad they didn’t come. It would have been such a terrible thing to send them back home.” Peach sighs, Mario walking back towards her with a warm towel and water. “Don’t worry about it, here…” Mario puts the warm towel on her stomach. “Thank you, Mario, but I really should-” “No, no. You need to at least rest. If you continue, your cramps will get worse. Ill take care whatever is necessary in the kingdom.” He kisses her forehead. “Now just rest my princess.”

Hmm… I never written anything here before. So uhhhh : I like Bowser :3

[lillunna]

-Maybe In Another Lifestream-

Biggs ONESHOT

TW: spoilers for ff7 remake and rebirth and ANGST mainly for the loveless scene in rebirth. uses lyrics from "no promises to keep"

note: most all my works are for AFAB since its what i know what to write but if requested ill try, also im not the greatest writer just thought biggs needs more love this is also just a test oneshot so short. im terrible at spelling and gammer expect the worst

songs listened to while writing:

lacy by olivia rogrigo

almost (sweet music) by hozier

no promises to keep

my star (pealeaf ver)

better off without me by Matt hansen

Fantasmas by Humbe

"I won't say that it was fate, I won't say that it was destiny."

I sit next to Tifa and hold her hand as we watch Aerith perform her song using the VR, both Tiffa and I teary eyed after watching jessies performance for the first time. As I listen to to her voice i think back to my time with jessie, wedge, and Biggs.

"Till the day that we meet again, Where or when I wish i could say but believe, know that you'll find me."

I remember how I first met Biggs back in sector 5 in the abandon church, I waited for Aerith as small child came in and kept me company till he came in I remember the relief that washed over his face when he saw the child safe. He even walked me to my home in sector 7 since he was headed in that direction, there was never a moment he wasn't a gentlemen. Already being acquainted with Tifa just made us closer.

Seventh heaven two months before the pillar fell

"You gonna make or are you gonna continue to make us all suffer through your puppy love crush on Biggs?" Jessie teases me as she watches me watch biggs I sigh at her teasing jokes knowing she means well "jess its not that simple I don't wanna ruin our friendship" I say quietly right as Biggs and wedge walk towards us. Oh how i wish i just told him the truth but how could I know what would happen.

Seventh Heaven one month before the pillar fell

Wedge had locked Biggs and I in the Seventh Heaven storage closet, Biggs stood over me trying to give me space but given the lack of room in the closet, close proximity was inevitable. "uh sorry I can't really move any further" biggs says as he places his hands against the door my back was to "no its fine I understand" i say as I avoid making eye contact. It had been 10 minutes since wedge left us in this awkward state "Hey I was wonderi-" right before Biggs could finish Wedge pushed the door open sending biggs and I forward falling to the ground when i open my eyes i see biggs face inches from my own and myself on top of biggs my face immediately flushing before I can say anything i here the click of a camera and I turn to see Jessie holding a camera "JESSIE!" both Biggs and I yelled. I still can't believe Jessie got Wedge in on her plan.

Biggs apartment one week before the pillar fell

After a rough run with some fiends I sit on Biggs bathroom counter as he cleans some scraps on my knees when he gets to a deep gash on my thigh he tried to get a shard of glass causing me to yelp in pain. "hold on a little longer pretty girl" Biggs says focused on the gash "pretty gir- FUCK BIGGS!" I try to question him but he pours a little alcohol on the wound causing me bite my lip hard as he finishes patching me up he looks at my now bleeding lip like he wanted to say something but stops himself. Why didn't I say something?

Topside two days before the plate fell

Jessie handed us parachutes one for cloud and wedge to share and one for Biggs and I to share saying that she feared I'd get lost and that Biggs would watch out for me, maybe this was her way of trying to make up for that awkward dinner with her mother and having Biggs act like her boyfriend. After we jumped down I can't help but admire the beautiful view "Its gorgeous" I quietly say and I hear Biggs agree not knowing we were talking about different views. After we finally land it was just our luck we were tangled in the parachute after a few minutes of struggling we lay there laughing at our predicament it was like an unspoken agreement to just enjoy the moment. What I would give to relive that night.

Sector 7 right before the plate would fall

It was chaos, Tifa had gone to wall market Cloud was still missing everyone was running all neighborhood watch members and Avalanche were either evacuating people or going to the plate control tower. Biggs sees me and grabs me and pulls me close "evacuate as many people as you can and get away from here." he says as he looks at me before grabbing the back of my neck and pull me into a kiss i immediately kiss back fearing the moment he pulls away. When he pulls away I look at him understanding he didn't think he was coming back to me "promise me you'll make it out safely?" I say to him as he looks at me with sorrow in his eyes but doesn't respond "Biggs please promise me!" I can't help but raise my voice in desperation he closes his eyes before silently nodding "I promise I'll make it back to you always" Biggs ran towards the control tower and I lost a piece of myself in that moment knowing the truth. I didn't see him again till I followed Cloud up the tower I fell to my knees next to him as Cloud left us be, tears welled in my eyes "hey pretty girl don't cry" Biggs says in a hushed tone as he brushes the tears away. "you promised Biggs you can't leave me alone, we can get you out of here please" I say as i place my hand on his he only gives me a sad face and shakes his head before kissing me one last time and he calls to one of the neighborhood watch men telling them to get me to safety I refuse and try to pull away from them as they try to take me away from Biggs. "Im not leaving you alone Biggs! please just a little longer" they comply with my request till they decide we can't stay any longer they forcibly remove me taking me to safety. I should have stayed with him.

"take my hand and believe we can be together evermore."

Once Aerith Finishes her song green mist appears and in the corner of my eyes I swear I see him, I look again and see Biggs standing there smiling at me. "still my pretty girl." as i take my glasses off I smile sadly as tears drip down my face "always and forever your pretty girl"

So Uh yeah my first ever oneshot mind you this is prob badly written because its almost 3 am and my laptop crashed while I was writing it so i got a little lazy about editing

[gnzma]

6, 7, and 8 !!

also 21 and 22

[ gio spills the tea ; ACCEPTING ]

6. dash commentary ; also asked by @battlesfought

[ another dashcomm thing, if i see the height discourse again i think i will blow up fr

also i'm so glad we moved past the soup discourse. i know i'm treating with the devil over here by bringing it up but im SO glad ]

7. excessive ooc

[ okay, i think i have to make a distinction here. like for me "excessive ooc", as in writing ooc posts? that's more than fine, we all need to write things down, vent, or even just write a lot of updates or talking about stuff we enjoy!!

my big problem with excessive ooc comes when someone uses their rp blog exactly as a personal. like of course anyone can use their blogs as they please, but i remember years ago i ended up unfollowing a good friend (we're still friends now btw!!) because they really kept reblogging shitposts, memes and IRL news and posted, like. one thread every 10 posts that have nothing to do with their muse ]

8. DNIs in rules

[ eeeeeeeeh okay uh let's say i have my beef with this because. other than the usual "hey don't interact if you follow idk aku or smth", most of the times i had to deal with DNIs were from people who were like. Really Not Good? at all?

like im talking transphobes starting obviously fake shit with my friend group because we called em out for that transphobia, or people who ended up being much worse than the people in their DNIs. of course, if it helps someone feel safer, i see no problem with that!! i just wish said rule had a link to. idk proper sources or something, because all i can think of is "hey remember that one terf who tried to say we were sexist for not shipping with them?" ]

21. violent threads

[ GRABS i love violent threads so much i love blood and gore and. wheres that one tiktok where that guy goes YESSS WE'RE DRAWINGGG TWO MEN AND THEY'RE TRYING TO KILL EACHOTHER AND THE WRATH OF GOD AND THE WIND ARE MAKING THEM BLEED??? bc thats me fr ]

22. your current RPC; also asked by @battlesfought

[ WELL i talked about the pokemon RPC time to be. both positive and negative, i guess? about the SCP one!!!

because the few people who rp para are incredible. we're like, seven, eight at best? and they're hilarious we can manage to go from shenanigans to horror to angst to. fucking. mass panic at a containment breach and even if none of us is super active it's always a delight to see one pop up and quickly followed by literally everyone else

on the other. it unfortunately suffers of the "famous internet fandom" RPC disease where a lot of people play... i wouldn't say "badly", that's rude, but in a way i can't vibe with at all. most of the RP blog are actually IC blog that occasionally (which means. 20% of the time) end up having in character dialogues that fill the dash and 0 respect for rules and general RP etiquette like reblogging from source and whatnot, and once again since i'm here playing the arguably "fandom favorite" researcher i'm!already!!so tired of the people who come to me expecting to immediately play their husband!!!

so idk. i'll be in my corner with my cLiQuE being silly and cry because i just want a 076 to bully is it too much to ASK ]

[s0lar-ch3ri]

I HAVE MORE (with spoilers obvi)

ollie finds out how periods work when jay starts hers

"Why is Miss Jay still not here? Is she okay?" Everyone already was up besides Jay, and Ollie didn't know what happened. He was worried for her.

"Ah, don't you let it get to ya. It's Jay, she'll be fine. Just, uh, maybe don't bother her." Chip ruffled his hair, but he still felt confused. "Bother her?"

"She says her tummy hurty Chip, also to answer that like just don't yell, which is what we do all the time so just don't!" Gillion ironically yelled out from the below deck, only for him to seemingly be hit with something then apologize.

A couple hours passed and Ollie's worry didn't disappear. After building up some courage, Ollie went downstairs to check in. Plus, the crew kept on doing checks and Ollie simply would do it this time.

He found Jay rolled over in bed, groaning seeming to be in pain. "I swear to god Chip if- oh hi Ollie. Please, just don't freak out, I'm fine." Jay didn't even need to look at him to see that he was worried. As she turned to face him, she could hear his breath trying to steady as he looked around the room. As he looked around, he noticed a box with some white things inside. "I-Are you-I mean-What's going on?"

"You didn't get a health class back at Zero yet, huh? It's a thing females get called periods and the cramps can hurt like hell."

Jay could see he still felt very confused and had some questions. She didn't have anything else to do, so they just sat there and talked.

ok so my phones an asshole so i cant exactly make the text small and shit so sorry also yes theyd have pads on deck also alternative version of this where gill doesnt know how periods work and ollie explains it to him

"Hey, uh, Ollie? What do you know about women?" Oliver had thought he'd gotten used to Gillion's tendency to say "silly" questions out of nowhere, yet he never was.

"I'd be scared to answer at all if you were anyone else, but yeah. I know some things about women." Oliver chuckled and put down the towel he was using, turning to face Gillion. "What's up?"

"Well, I heard about this thing, where women have a 'time of month' where they just bleed and basically experience hell. I was wondering what you may know, since even if those of the Undersea got them too, I didn't know."

"Oh, you mean periods. Yeah, I've heard it sucks, don't know how my mom dealt with them. Plus the mood swings were kinda icky."

Gillion seemed to be surprised at all the new information. What went on in his mind was a mystery to Ollie. "Wow. There is...quite a bit I don't know. If you aren't busy, mind teaching me a bit more?"

"Why not ask Jay? It's not that I'm not happy to help, it's just that Jay actually gets them and sh--hhhhhhtuft." Oliver almost let a swear slip. God these idiots were rubbing off on him still.

"Because Jay is still bleeding out her legs and said to leave her alone!" "Shit."

originally i wrote both ideas in my head while on my period which started day 1 of my accelerated math classes so veru comfort indeed also yes i wanted a bit of sillyness cause its them so why not anyways the idea of oliver also could be blessed by the gods for no reason (like gill idk why i love that duo)

i sadly have no clue how to write this one but its a funny idea that ollie is also blessed by the gods lmao

next idea but just the animals on board just gravitate towards ollie

(id wanna actually make a fic first for this idea so id rather wait for that)

next idea is pride month themed (plus one of my hcs for ollie) but ACE SPECTRUM OLIVER!!!! (its really aroace but im open to ideas, also abro may work)

So this was what plagued his mind now. Not just the fact that he'll have to either say goodbye to the Albatross or not see his mom again, but also how he'd tell anyone about this self realization. He didn't even think it was that important, I mean not having attraction to anything would mean less distractions? Yet he felt like he'd explode if he didn't. He hated being confused like this.

Well, there's nothing he figured that they could do if Ollie did tell them he's aroace. God he still was nervous. Did he want to tell them all at once? Should he just tell one of them? Who would he tell first? Why was he so anxiety ridden? Even knowing how accepting they could be, there was still the doubt of being seen differently by them for the worse. Well, no time like the present to start.

"Hey Chip, could I talk to you for a sec?"

I LOVE ME A CLIFF HANGER BABYYYYY anyways im lazy for more writing so take the ideas alone

ollie learns about autism (autistic fish man)

finds out chip is trans (or vice-versa lol)

somehow puddle makes ollie able to perform healing magic or smth (I ENJOY HEALING MAGIC OLIVER OKAY???)

ollie makes friendship bracelets or smth

ollie stickers gill's armor (he just can have stickers because why not)

ollie with a GUN

modern day oliver pulls the eviliest of pranks on the crew for april fools: he signs them up for therapy.

either puddle or pretzel comforting ollie when hes up late being sad

pretzel teachs ollie blood lust and they make (and commit aince otd def be crack) murder plans for those who've wronged their friends

ollie sees a guy being weird to jay and clocks him in the nose (also works for like a high school modern [thats what i mean by modern ollie btw lmao] au, either way i love the idea of a guy being a creep and this small 12 or so year old child breaks his nose for it because he respects women ✨️)

navy seal but chip kinda liked gill so felt bumped about being dumped and oliver decides to help comfort him (maybe by telling him how when he was 6 he got dumped by his crush and is still slaying idk /hj)

yall knwo that onw post where the persons friends were all in a polygamous relationship and thats why they felt so left out and they just didnt know? thats ollie after he finds out that maybe chip and gill kissed more then once before and then chip has to talk to him lol

ollie doesnt know people can date more then one person and is very confused when he first saw gill and chip kissing then jay and gill like just messing around with each other's hair ig (look i feel like i may make them kiss too much if i say kiss again so) and ollie misunderstanding tells chip gill cheated on him with jay

detective au where chips tryna solve a case and calls upon an officer in training to help him as shit seems to keep happening and they cant exactly wait (jay normally would help him but she's out from a broken leg and gillion [my brain says "hes still a goldfish" or "hes a car" god im still thinking bout the new spiderman movie watched it today] is handling a different case and his way of working isnt exactly how chip works)

i def have more just sont wanna dig any more lol

ollie centric fic ideas because i love this child (spoilers for jrwi)

a lot will be comforting for me because yes (they may start angst but ye) but anyways first idea is ollie has undiagnosed adhd and has always had focus problems and during one of like the meetings for the riptide pirates theyre going over a plan and ollie is just freaking out silently because he genuinely is trying to hard to focus but nothings working and chip notices and comforts him on it

As they talked, Ollie couldn't find himself able to focus in. He tried fidgeting with his hands, blocking out other sounds, forcefully staring at any of them, but nothing worked. He'd always had problems with this type of thing, but this time he couldn't find a way to focus in and it scared him. He was shaking and trying to hold back tears. What if he missed something important and didn't know what to do? What if Chip got mad that he didn't listen? He just stood there, staring at the floor as the voices around him were simply a blur of noises saying things his brain refused to comprehend.

"Hey buddy, are you feeling okay?" Chip bent down and grabbed Ollie's shoulder's gently. Ollie tried to look at him, but instead just starred at Chip's shirt. He gave a slight head shake no and kept fidgeting. With a collective look, Jay and Gill went off and left Chip to comfort his son.

would probs also add other oneshots in it of adhd ollie being the greatness he is but onto the next one, which is after a night of just not being sleepy, pretzel finds him and they just play around

So this is what being on board a pirate ship is like. Having your dad's I-think boyfriend's pet frogtopus come hang out with you in the middle of the night. For whatever reason, Ollie just didn't feel the need to sleep. He hadn't stayed up, he just didn't want to. Here he was now, drawing in the crow's nest, looking at the moon.

Then he heard the purr. There wasn't any cats on deck, and he knew he didn't purr. When he looked up, right on the rails was Pretzel.

"Pretzel!? What are you doing up, Gillion may get worried..." Having been around her so much, everyone onboard could read her expressions well enough as though she was speaking to them. She gave Ollie the look of "I should be asking you".

"Okay, fair." Ollie continued on drawing. Pretzel climbed onto his shoulder and watched as he drew. As she climbed back down, Ollie shrugged, thinking she got tired and went back to bed. However, barely a minute later, she returned with a set of water proof markers neatly in a bag.

"ARE THOSE GILLION'S?! PRETZEL YOUR GONNA-" She lifted a tentacle to Oliver's mouth and started showing the different colors to him. While the shade names were off by one, together they worked to color the drawings he made.

yes hed carry markers around duh anyways next fic idea where ollie, being his aged up self, asks chip if he could try the bandana of disguise out

"Chip, I wanna try something..." Ollie had thought of the idea before, but never really knew when he should ask. While Ollie had gotten used to this taller adult form, he didn't enjoy it much still. It felt off putting at times and Oliver couldn't tell if he'd ever go back to being small.

"Yeah, what's up?" Chip was undisguised and the bandana fit well in his messy hair. He had a matching one that Chip bought him, but it wasn't magical like his. He didn't even realize until now that the old one was tied around his wrist.

"Could I maybe try something with your disguise bandana?" Chip, with only an eyebrow raise, took it off and handed it to him. "What prank you tryna pull my boy?" Chip had a cheeky grin on his face.

"No prank, just, um, seeing something." After a brief explanation, Ollie tried it out. He was a bit nervous, but he thought of the image he wanted to become. Within an instant, he went from looking down at Chip, to having to look up at Chip.

i do got more but i got homework to do so ill make more later

[tonberry-yoda]

Pouty - Koutarou Bokuto

Pairing - Koutarou Bokuto x f!reader

Warnings - none! (i mean, a little bit of blood, but it's one sentence and not in detail, but thought i should put it here just in case)

Word Count - 566

Notes - im trying to get back in the swing of writing, so this is a little warm up kind of writing, so not my best work, but still cute. im just getting into a new routine, but should be back writing soon!

have a great day/night everyone and i hope you all stay hydrated!! <333

“Jesus Christ, you can be such a dumbass, you know that, Bokuto?!” She ran up to Bokuto and pulled his leg covering up to reveal a bruise featuring a small cut that was starting to bleed on his knee. “I'm sorry, okay?” Bokuto winced as she ran her fingers softly over the bruise.

“No, it's okay,” she sighed, placing her hand on his lower back to lead him over to the bleachers to sit somewhere other than the floor. “Sorry you fell.” “Well, it was partially my fault since I was goofin’ around.” “Yeah, it was.” She smiled and turned to the rest of the team. “You guys can continue practicing, though your ace might have to be out of commission for a while.”

“What?!” She turned to Bokuto, who was already pouting. “You’re kidding, right?” “Bokuto, you can't jump and expect to land perfectly fine with a leg that looks like that.” “But-” “No! It is my job as this team’s manager to make sure you are safe and can play in tournaments. I just so happen to be lucky enough to be first aid certified. You can miss a couple practices. It's not the end of the world, dummy.”

“Uh-oh,” Sarukui giggled, turning to Akaashi. “Looks like Bokuto is in emo mode again.” “Of course he is,” Akaashi rolled his eyes, twirling the volleyball in his hand. “He’s probably super pissed that he doesn't get to play for a couple days.” “I mean, I get it, that would totally suck. I would be pretty pissed if I were the ace and I don't get to do what I do best for a couple of days.” “He’ll be fine though. I know he’s into the manager. It's pretty obvious. Has been since our first year. But the dumbass hasn't made a move in all that time.”

“Do you feel a little better, Koutarou?” She finished wrapping the bandage around his leg and he stood up, stretching a bit. “I feel great! Hey, hey, hey!!! Does this mean I can play now?! I can stand and I can probably-” “Don't even try it, Bokuto. Sit down.” She pointed to the chair and Bokuto pouted, slumping down. “This sucks.” “I know it does, Bokuto.” She sat down next to the chair that Bokuto was in and watched the team, turning to find Bokuto with a pouty bottom lip looking like he was about to cry.

“Tell you what, Koutarou, since you can't play for the rest of the day, let’s go somewhere. Get dinner and go on a walk so you can stretch out the leg a bit..” “What about bowling?!” Bokuto smiled at her, almost forgetting why he was upset. “That might be pushing it, Bokuto.” “Bowling mostly uses your arms, I promise I won't push it. I'll use a six pound ball and use that stupid kid thing. The one that’s just a big hill.” She giggled and ruffled his hair. “Sure, Bokuto. We can go bowling. But if I see you pushing your leg too much, I will send you straight home.” “Deal!” Bokuto jumped up and went to run off, but stopped himself when he could feel her eyes burning into the back of his head.

Bokuto turned around with a little smile. “Are you coming?” She walked towards him, locking arms. “I swear to god, your leg better feel good tomorrow, Koutarou.”

[driflew]

i missed last week's six sentence sunday bc i was not at home at any point from 3am to 10pm, and thus did not have either the ability or energy to post. now uh. today i almost forgot bc i was distracted by the hc livestream, but i will give you the 12 sentences i owe you

(honestly im not sure if this is exactly 12 sentences, uh, my nose is actively bleeding and replacing the really shitty cheap tissue in my nose keeps throwing off the count) (i promise im fine this just happens sometimes)

“Where did you get a cat?” Mumbo asks, “Because I would know if I’d sent you a cat.”

“You didn’t send me a cat,” Scar says. He bends down, picking the creature up so he can show it to Mumbo, “This is Jellie. She’s just the sweetest, isn’t she?” 

Mumbo holds his hand out for her to sniff, which she does. “She’s adorable, but that doesn’t explain where you got her.” 

“Oh, I don’t know. She just stopped in one day and decided to stick around. Must be a stray!” Scar says, as Jellie butts her head against Mumbo’s hand. It takes a moment for the implication to settle in, but as it does, Mumbo feels himself pale. 

“This— Scar, this isn’t a cat.” 

“Well, no, of course not.” Scar sets her down, letting her scamper off somewhere else.

this is a new au. its something i spend a day tossing around w a new friend, @camellcat, and then did a bit of proof-of-concept writing of two short scenes (while taking a break from my other stuff im working on, bc that fic has hit a point where i now have to work on other things as well so as not to spoil major plot points w six sentence sunday). this is part of one of those scenes!

its a funky space/scifi au. jellie's a very cat-shaped alien scar's taken in. theres a more dramatic™ plot but i only wrote about the space cat

[baecvlt]

I saw how you liked my headcanons for mastermind souda a while back. If its not too much, could you write a smut about it? I won't pressure you to if you you don't wanna. There's just not a lot of souda smut around.

Yandere Mastermind!Kazuichi Oneshot

a/n: ugh im so looking forward to to this PLSHDHBD also established friendship between him and the reader + I changed that you find out at the reveal of the mastermind. I also added one small element. You can read the headcanons for yourself right here.

warning: rough sex, blood, toys

You all stared in awe for the mastermind finally stood before you and I’ll tell you right now, it was of the least expected. “Oh...my god!—,” Sonia gasped, covering her mouth. “That’s right, princess!,” he said,“The mastermind is none other than me, the ultimate mechanic, Kazuichi Soda!”. He laughed maniacally as we stared in utter shock. “But you!— You killed Gundham!,” she cried, dropping to her knees. Slowly, he approached her, grabbing her tear stained chin. “You see, Miss Nevermind, I never wanted to kill Tanaka. In fact, I wanted him to live more than anything!,” he said, in a voice of fake nobility,“But He had to go...for love!”.

“You don’t love me...ALL YOU’VE DONE IS INCONVENIENCE ME EVER SINCE WE GOT ON THIS ISLAND, SINCE YOU PUT US HERE!—”

“You think I killed for you?! My crush on you was a facade, moron. THERE’S NO FUCKING WAY”

“What?”

“I’d never kill for, let alone fall in love with monarchy trash”

Sonia looked around, returning her glare to him. “But who else?”. He walked away from her. “Tanaka was getting too close to her,” he said, toying with a small device he had been working on since the time you got here. “That’s just sick,” you muttered, softly. Yet, he still heard you.

“I couldn’t let him get any closer to you, my sunshine”

He glared at you, suddenly it clicked. Apparently, it clicked for everyone else too as they were all staring at you. “It can’t be...,” you said,“No, please!—”. He walked up to you, placing his hands on the sides of your face. “I’ve always loved you, sunshine,” he cooed,“My heart bleeds for you”. “Soda, I’ve loved you for so long...why?,” you pondered, but no response. After a while of silence, you began to bargain.

“I-...I’ll do whatever you want, just please let us go..”

He wouldn’t break eye contact with you. “You...You have to come with me,” he told you. You pulled away, instinct told you too. “What the hell are you doing?!,” Fuyuhiko scolded you, much more aggressive than usual,“GO WITH HIM, YOU BITCH!”. That was when the floor beneath him opened, where he fell.

Well, almost fell.

He had grabbed on the leg of the stand, not letting go. Kazuichi approached the hole where Fuyuhiko would inevitably fall to his death. “You shouldn’t have said that,” Kazuichi said, raising his foot. “No!”. He stopped himself from stepping. “Please, don’t,” you begged,“Please!”. He thought about it, sighing. “Fine,” he muttered, extending his hand, which Kuzuryu grabbed. “Never mind”.

He dropped him. He fell.

You stared in more shock. He just murdered one of your friends in front of your very eyes. Sonia began to cry harder as Akane, Hajime, and yourself stared in greater shock. You heard a distant scream grow louder, suddenly, Fuyuhiko sprung up from the ground and Kazuichi was rolling on the floor. Tears left his eyes, crying of laughter. As menacing as it was, it was the happiest you’d seen him. “Grow the fuck up, Kaz!,” you yelled, going to check on Fuyuhiko,“I-I’ll go with you, just promise me you won’t hurt anyone else. Kazuichi grumbled, but agreed. Before you could go, Hajime stopped you. “You don’t have to do this,” he reminded you,“What if he hurts you?”.

“Better than he hurt the rest of you”

You walked away, looking back. “Wait for me,” you told them. “Come on!,” he said, grabbing your hand and running as if he were a child. He took you to a door, leading to a hallway. He took you down to the last door, leading you too a room. There he opened the door, showing you a bed with red sheets. He sat you down, suddenly being awkward. “So,” he began,“Hi!”.

“What do you want from me?”

He began to pace around. “You, I’m afraid,” he muttered,“I always loved you, but I didn’t know how to tell you”. You just stood there, in shock. There was still a heart within him. "I created this game just for you," he confessed,"I just want you, but at what cost? All the lives lost...". He pulled you to him, grabbing you waist. "Kaz.....," you whispered,"I don't know what to say..but I know I've always felt the same, but I never knew you could love me". He smiled.

"I can give you the world, but I need one thing"

"What's that?"

"I need you to give yourself to me"

You swallowed hard, nervous. "I need you to be able to handle me," he explained,"I can give you a better life and you'll be like my queen". Normally, you would say no fast, but you weren't doing that. You loved this boy, he loved you. What more could you want?

"I'm yours"

His eyes lit up,"What?".

"Do as you wish to me"

He snickered, sitting on the bed. "You are to call me master until I'm done with you," he said with a smirk,"Strip for me". You nodded and huffed out an "Okay". He stopped you. "Nuh-uh," he shook his head,"Not 'okay', it's 'Yes...'".

"Yes, master"

"Good girl"

You slowly took off your clothes, your face reddening from how embarrassed you felt being in this position. You now stood there, fully nude. "Jesus, your body is gorgeous," he looked you up and down, adding,"I want to make this more interesting". He walked up to a drawer, pulling out a Black ribbon. He got back to you, holding your hair back to tie it around your eyes. "Perfect. Now, stand here again". You heard him walk away, his footsteps in the direction of the drawer.

Bzzzzzzzzzz..Bzzz...Bzzzzzzz—

A sudden vibrating sound echoed through the room. "Let me walk you," he said, holding your hand. You nodded, walking and then feeling your calves hit the mattress. "Take a seat," he said politely. You nodded once more, sitting down fast. That was your first mistake, landing exactly on a vibrating object. You almost screamed, skin stinging. You could hear him chuckle. "M-Master..," you attempted to speak, biting your thumb. "What's wrong, my sunshine?," he asked in faux-concern. You. could feel how wet you were, playing with your tits a little to stimulate yourself. Kazuichi got up, grabbing your hands. "No touching or I'll have to put them up. Come here". He grabbed your jaw, kissing you. You moaned as he did, becoming weaker. "Ready for the next toy?". You nodded eagerly, already so turned on.

You heard his footsteps walk to the drawer, then come back.

He put something in your hands, feeling around to see what it was. "You know what this is, don't you?". You recognized the silicone and shape, nodding. "Good. Now, I want you to put on a show for me". You blushed twice as hard, sitting further back onto the bed. "Don't be shy," he added,"It's just us. All for me to see". You nodded, parting your mouth open. You began to drool over the toy, sucking it off. After getting it moist, you spread your legs, earning a small gasp from Kazuichi. You teased between your folds, moaning softly. "H-Hey, quit teasing me," he said. You snickered, sitting up and placing the toy between your legs. You sank down on it, making sure Kazuichi could see how deep you took it. You rode it, Kazuichi slowly becoming envious of the toy.

"I'm so filthy, aren't I, Master?"

"Hey..–"

"My pussy is so dirty, Master. Don't you wanna punish me?"

"I-"

"Please, Master. Abuse me, make me yours"

He suddenly pushed you back, pulling the toy out and replacing it with two of his fingers. You screamed a "Yes!" as he thrust them in and out of you and he didn't stop till you were shaking. Not just shaking, your body was convulsing when he pulled out. He forced your legs open, positioning himself between them. Before you could beg him to have mercy on you, he just full on thrust in you. His cock wasn't small either, so pain. You began to moan in between sobs as he slammed into you. "Why are you crying? Do you want me to slow down that bad?," he asked. You didn't want that at all. In fact, you wanted him harder.

"If you insist"

He then began to thrust agonizingly slow into you. You groaned, gripping the sheets. "This is what you wanted, wasn't it?". You shook your head. "K-Master, f-faster, please".

"I don't understand. You'll have to be louder"

"Master...–"

"Beg for it"

You full on threw a fit, begging him. You became frustrated, almost crying more. "Good, good girl," he praised, slamming into you again. He leaned down, biting into your shoulder; hard. You screamed, covering your mouth trying to keep your eyes from rolling back. You felt light headed after the bite. "You're bleeding," he noted, licking the bite and humming afterword. His hand moved to your throat, asphyxiating you.

Just a little bit, though.

"I love you, sunshine"

"I-I love you too, m-master.."

He kissed you, his hand still on your throat, only tighter. He took your breath away, dizziness hitting. "I'm gonna cum," he muttered. You encouraged him to do so, he didn't hold back. It became too much. Then, you were out cold. He was confused, pulling out since you weren't responsive. He took off your blindfold before checking you were okay. "Hey, wake up". He tapped you, then shook you gently. You were still breathing, but just out. "That's not good," he thought aloud. He covered you with a towel, taking you to the bathroom to wash you up. He was nervous while cleaning you up, but he'll never tell you that.

You weren't out for long, regaining consciousness in the tub. "Huh?". He kissed your forehead when you woke up. "What's going on?," you asked him. He laughed nervously. "You may or may not have passed out right after I finished," he said,"You had me worried".

"That's really fucking embarrassing"

"Hey, it's okay"

He kept helping you wash up, letting you wash your areas yourself. Then, he helped you into bed curling up next to you after helping you put on some underwear. "Uhm, what are we gonna do about the others," you asked, He scoffed.

"They can wait. Right now, I want to hold you"

You nodded as his arms wrapped around your waist. He kissed you repeatedly and all over your face, neck. "You're mine now, remember that". You nodded as he whispered,"All mine..".

[sailorhyunjinz]

SAW THAT DRUNK FLUFFY HEADCANNON. NOW DO A ANGST SMUT VERSION OF IT OR WHATEVER SIS. LEZ GET ETTTT SKRRTSKRTTTTT

Please. 🥺

LEZ GET IIIIIIIIIIT SKRTSKRT (I CANT)

some of these are both smut/angst and others only smut or only angst OK? ok

SMUT AND ANGST VERSION WOOP now we’re talking bby

warning; SMUT/ANGST. gn!reader x skz. subxdom, use of alcohol, sex under influence, minor injuries, penetrative sex, degradation, punishment, nicknames, choking, mentions of blood, slight dacryphilia, mentions of tobacco

Bangchan

he’s more pouty but seeing you with scraped knees makes him mad

mad because he cares so much about you 

“y/n you’re being stupid”

you fall into his arms, just as mad back at it

“if im so stupid then leave” 

he looks at you, dumbfounded but then mad

“fine, then i’ll leave” he says, clearly hurt by your words but holding tightly to his pride, storming off.

as the door closes you panic, feeling lonely and paranoid at the same time

you never really being good with alcohol anyways

so him leaving you in this vulnerable state made you feel,,, bad :((

you run after him and eventually catch up 

right as you get to him you stumble, scraping your knee and your hand

he turned around quickly, filled with worry but also pure rage

“you’re so stupid y/n” he says leaning down and looking you into your glossy eyes

“h-help me channie” you say, your voice frail

he sighes, picking you up and the two of you going back home

Minho

be scared be real fucking scared

you aint walking for a week nuh uh

fucks you DEEP 

deeper than ever

boy is mad as fuck, he just lashes out on you for being so stupid as to walk home alone in the middle of the night. 

he complains and scolds you whilst he’s railing you oop

“fucking stupid, walking like that all alone”

you are practically crying underneath him, not sure if it’s from him scolding you or from how DEEP this man goes 

pounding some sense into you LMAO

lots of choking OOF

denying your orgasm until you’re crying

“yeah thats right, cry for me” (lmao cue twice)

NAH BUT A SWEETHEART AFTERWARDS I PROMISE 

Changbin

“what if you get injured y/n?” he says, holding your hand on your way home

“i didn’t!” you say confidently 

“then whats that?” he says, pointing at your bleeding knees

“n-nothing” you say, limping forward

“should listen to me more” he says quickly, puffing his cheeks in frustration

“i do listen, just,,, just let me have f-fun!” your head spinning. 

“but thats not having fun y/n, thats called being stupid and destroying your health” he spits on the ground

“alright then let me, not like it’s affecting you in any way” you slur out, changbin looking at you through hooded eyes as he exhales loudly

“maybe if you’d stop being drunk all the time you’d actually see how it is effecting me” he says, letting go of your hand causing you to stumble over your own legs

you hit the cold concrete in the dark as he walks home

“come back when you’ve thought about your actions”

Hyunjin

he paces back and forward in the hallway, waiting for you

the door creaks open and you, looking like a mess, appear infront of him

“where were you? i was worried sick y/n! you cant just do-”

“shush,,, i want a,, a hug” you stammer out, getting closer to him and smelling of cigarettes and alcohol

he pushes you away, glaring at you through dark eyes

“do you even care about me?” 

you tilt your head, feeling more unstable for every second that goes by. 

“of course hyunnie!” you smile lazily at him 

but he’s not buying any of it

i feel like he holds grudges for a long time??? idk just me??

“i’ll sleep on the couch, dont come close to me”

bruh his voice and tone is so cold, it send shivers down your spine

you nod, tears bubbling up in the corners of your eyes. 

Jisung

“im not helping you!” jisung says, you rubbing your thighs together, always feeling needy when drunk

“pl-please sungie, i-i wont drink ever again i-if you help,,, me”

he cocks his eyebrow at you, licking the inside of his cheek

“mhm.. you think im stupid enough to fall for that? what do you really think of me babygirl/babyboy”

you scratch the back of your head, not knowing what to answer

“y-you fell for it last time~”

he scoffs, pissed at the fact that you came stumbling through the door in the middle of the night

him waiting for you and being filled sick with worry

he leans closer to your ear, feeling the smell of liquor 

“why should i help you? sluts like you dont deserve me”

you whine at his words, not helping with your neediness

“please,, jisung i,, just help me!” you were started to get pouty to which he chuckles

“beg nicely”

Felix

“where were you”

his voice is like LOW low

he sits with his legs spread apart

bruh his gaze?!??”! its like black, just blank

you try to ignore him, shuffling around awkwardly but only stumbling from being drunk

“sit” he pats his lap you gulp, having no other choice but to listen

you sit down on his lap

your eyes are running all over the room, looking everywhere but at felix

“was my slut out drinking?” 

BRUH YOU JUST STARE AT HIM

he only says that when he’s mad, ONLY

so now you’re scared but you nod, barely having your eyes open

he hums, his voice vibrating through your ears

“you agree, you’re a slut?”

you nod again and before you know it theres a hand wrapped around your throat, pushing on the sides and making you feel even more lightheaded. 

his mouth gets close to your ear

his warm breath desending down your cheek

“dont make me do this kitten”

Seungmin

frustrated 

he gets a call from one of your friends that tell you that you’re passed out on the street

he picks you up, you barely standing on your own two legs and the entire way home he didnt say a word

as soon as the door to your home closes he starts yelling at you

“dont you have any thoughts in that dumb head of yours?”

you start tearing up from his loud and stern voice, leaning against a wall. 

“i-im sorry minnie” 

that being the only sentence he understood, the rest sounding more like blabbering

“are you really sorry y/n, are you??!”

“y-yes,,, just tired~”

without saying anything more he grabs his jacket and leaves

slamming the door behind him

at first you dont understand but then the silence takes over, leaving you wrapped with a lonely blanket as tranquility

“m-minnie?” you call out as if he was still there but being met by nothing but pure silence

you slide down against the wall, crying as seungmin peeks through the door, feeling bad for making you cry 

Jeongin

“enough”

he grabs the bottle from your hand, placing it beside him as the two of you were drinking at home. 

“but whyyy?~ we were just getting started innie~”

he looks at you with a puzzled expression

your cheeks flaming hot and your eyes drooping down

“cant you just stop y/n?”

you meet his brown eyes, not understanding what he meant

“hm? whatchu mean~?

he sighs loudly, seeing you roll around on the floor

“why can’t you just control yourself? why do i always have to take care of you?”

you laugh, your thoughts gone with the wind

“thats funny innie!”

poor boy gets frustrated and lays down, hovering above you

“is it funny if i do this?”

he kisses you, slowly trailing his fingertips downwards

OK I HAVE ONE REQUEST LEFT IN MY INBOX SO GOTTA DO THAT!! and after that im gonna start posting/working more on fics even though... i feel shit about writing fics because they never turn out that good huh.... AH WELL at least im trying T-T 

hard/soft thoughts are always welcome ><

[isitbussinjanelle]

so im not sure if you do requests but if you do can you make a raya and the last dragon fic where raya is like at namaari's place and she gets her period and she gets all embarrased and namaari is just like its fine and super chill and raya isnt used to it

idk why but my heart longs for a cute fic like this

I don't know why I struggled so much with writing this because I didn't know how to set it up...But I still love the idea of Raya being all embarrassed and flustered with something like this. I hope you enjoy. :)

Understanding

Word count: 989

Warnings: None

Raya Tossed a hacky-sack up and down, it is gaining momentum every time it tapped against the sealing and darted back down to her.

“Can you not?” Namaari sighed as she shuffled papers in her hands, a pair of glasses resting on her nose.

“I will not ‘not’. I’m bored and you won’t do anything with me so this is what you get.” She threw the ball harder, making sure it made a thud against the ceiling.

“We can do something when I finish this work…” Namaari trailed off while reading something.

“So never?”

Namaari didn’t respond, instead skimming through a short paragraph.

“Sorry what was that?” She jerked her head at Raya

“You always work. You never have any fun. In fact, you’re like a fun-killer.” She tossed the ball again. Namaari gasped.

“I know you didn’t. ‘tons of fun.” She put down her papers on her lap.

“I did, and not you’re not. Buzzkill. Im gonna to start calling you princess buzz kill.”

“Shut up.” Namaari side eyed her.

“What was that princess buzzkill?”

“I said shut up,” Namaari chuckled as she took her foot and pushed Raya off of the bed with it She yelped as the rolled off the side, laughing on the ground, Namaari was too.

“Uh…Raya?”

“Hm?” Raya got up from the floor to see Namaari pointing to the spot where Raya was sitting. There was a patch of red. Blood.

Raya’s eyes widened as she looked down at herself to find a drop of blood making its way down her leg.

“Ohmygoshimonmyperiod.” She said in a hushed voice to herself, a blush of embarrassment creeping onto her cheeks.

“Yeah I think so,” Namaari chuckled, only because Raya looked adorable when she blushed, and seeing her horrified face was amusing to.

Although Namaari laughing only made Raya feel worse. She grabbed her bag from the floor which hopefully had pads or tampons in it, and walked hastily to the restroom, locking the door behind her.

Namaari giggled at her franticness still. She didn’t get why she was making a big whoop about it. It was just a period.

But to Raya it was more than that. Especially considering that her crush just witnessed her bleeding in that certain way, looking like a fool afterwards, all while laughing. Namaari didn’t mean any harm though.

She would never laugh at Raya for something like that.

~*~

“Ugh…” Raya groaned into her knees, curled up on the toilet on the verge of tears. That might have been the most embarrassing thing she has ever had to endure.

She had already changed underwear, thankfully there being an extra one in her bag, and put a tampon in. But she couldn’t go back out there. Namaari’s smiling face at her embarrassment replaying in her head.

She might just die in that restroom.

After a while, Namaari stopping scanning over her papers, realizing that Raya had been in there for a bit. She got a little worried. Then her thoughts traced back to her reaction of Raya getting her period and staining her bed. Of course, Namaari didn’t care about Raya’s period, or the bloodstain, because she understood what that kind of stuff was like.

But maybe Raya wasn’t that at ease about it.

“R-raya? You okay in there?” Namaari took to knuckled and knocked on the door. She heard a small sniffle.

“Yeah I'm good.”

“Hey I’m really, really sorry about laughing. I-I wasn’t laughing at you, I just that it was funny, how frantic you were and stuff.” Namaari explained. “It was kinda cute,” She said, but only to herself. Not aloud.

She noticed the handle jiggle. The door unlocked and flung open.

“Its okay.” Raya responded. “I know you would never laugh at me for something personal like that…just…I was super embarrassed…”

“But why? You know I'm a girl too, right?” Namaari joked.

“Duh. But still…you know…I didn’t want you to think I was gross or something…” Raya rubbed her arm.

“Why would I think that? Periods are normal. I would be an idiot to think that you wee gross for having one when I get one too.”

“Yeah I guess but…I'm so so sorry for staining your bed sheets too I-“

“Nope nope nope,” Namaari pulled Raya into a hug. It looked like she needed one. “no apologizing.”

“I just feel really bad...” She muffled, crying into her chest.

“Don’t. Please don’t feel bad. I’m not mad at you.” Namaari planted a very light kiss atop her head, hoping she didn’t feel it.

“Really?”

“Trust me, if I were really mad, I would fight you right here right now.” Namaari chuckled Raya did too.

“Like you’d win.” She answered, backing out of the hug and clearing her face f wetness. Namaari grinned back at her.

“Alright so…Are you okay physically? Like do you need pills for cramps or anything?” Namaari walking into the restroom and shuffled through boxes of medicine brands and bandages in the top cabinet.

“No I’m good. For now at least.”

“Awesome. Alright let’s head downstairs. We can hang out on the couch or do something else.” Namaari opened the door.

“What why?”

“Well I know you probably don’t wanna lay in your spot on the bed. I would let you take my spot but then where am I going to go?” Namaari chuckled.

“I could just lay on top of you…” Raya barely mumbled, loud enough for Namaari to ear, and for the tops of her ears and her whole face to go red.

“W-what did you say-“

“NOTHING- I -uh nothing I was just agreeing with you lets just head downstairs or whatever,” Raya breezed past her through the door.

Namaari stood there for a minute, analyzing what she thought and knew Raya said, not at all turned off by the idea of Raya on top of her…

“Yeah- yes um…Downstairs,” She nodded quickly before closing her room door and following Raya.

[rat-cigars]

One Angsty Teen

(a/n: You and Ron meet for the first ime and he breaks through to you over a few days. Not romantic in anyway, sorry. If yall want some Ron x Reader youll have to search elsewhere </3. But yeah, kinda an origin for their friendship and how he really be fatherin this gal. If you want a full fic please let me know, i had so much fun writing this. Its so wholesome. Also no spell check I wrote this on mobile)

(Tags are readerxriddler due to being tied into the main fic which I will link here: masterlist )

(TW: blood , assault, implied abusive bf, needle,)

Afab!Reader x Ron (Platonic, pure homies)

WC: 914

A cold winters night.

The winds of the city burned your scarlet cheeks as you rushed to the lit hotel sign. The distressed backpack hanging off your back, threatened to pull you back to the ground in your weak state.

The taste of iron was clad on your lips, dipping your hand out of your pocket to wipe away the drips, you peeked at your fingertips after, wide eyed at the liquid coating them.

“Jackass..” You hissed under your breath and ran into the glass doors, throwing them open as you hurried in, looking at the ground with your arms tucked under your armpits.

The Old Man at the front desk looked up to see you scuttle in, watching you struggle to get to the deep burgundy armchair sat in the lobby.

The shade of red matched the splotches on your gray jackets upper arm, having been sliced during your last fight with your boyfriend. The man let you sit for a moment before starting to slowly move in.

“I’ll leave in a few minutes..” you groaned.

Usually you would be allowed to sit at whatever park you had ran off to for as long as you wanted. But due to the frigid weather you weren’t able to this time and thats when the man spoke up, a kind but stern voice.

“Miss, i don’t mind. You stay here as long as you need.” He smiled, wandering up and sitting across from you.

His eyes widened when he saw the drops of blood from your lips and the cut that was still soaking your jacket.

You were quick to sit up, feeling a little defensive at his reaction. You let out a huff at his reaction, quick to speak. “What?” You sneered, still on edge.

“Well, ma’am you’re bleeding.” He sighed and stood going to get something from behind the counter.

“Yeah and im fine. What does it matter to you?” You watched with a hardened glare as he walked back and set down a small red first aid kit on the table between you.

“Well as a concerned citizen and host of the hotel, id like to help you out.” He opened the kit looking for some clean gloves, a small sewing kit, and a variety of bandages.

You were a little tongue-tied at his acts of kindess and the genuine concern he held. But after a moment you spoke up while Ron was putting on the cheap white gloves. “I uh..” You mumbled, “I really appreciate it, thanks..” He nodded and took out a small santizing wet wipe, handing it to you, “You can use this for your nose, and lips.” and you nodded, gently wiping underneath your nostrils.

The strong stench of alcohol in the wipe burned your nose. When you pulled the wipe back you were shocked by the deep red that coated the white. Had your nose been hit? You wouldn’t have known better anyway, everything was hurting.

The suffering was only enhanced when Ron suddenly pressed a rag to your large cut making you grunt in pain. He sucked in a breath and pulled it back, “Sorry about that, I just don’t it getting infected.” He sighed and began to thread the needle for it. “It’s fine, it just hurt.” You huffed out and finished cleaning your face and lips, throwing the now red wipe in the trash beside you. “Are you sure you can do this?” You quiestioned glancing at Ron’s terrified face. “Uh..I..” he stuttered, clearly uncomfortable you let out a slight chuckle.

“It’s okay I probably won’t need it, just throw me some of that gauze.” You asked politely and he relaxed sighing in relief he wouldn’t have to sew you together. He obliged and you patched up your arm while he put away the contents of the kit. “How’d it happen?” He mused after your arm had been covered. Your heart dropped and you felt a sharp pain in, as if you’d been stabbed there too.

“Uh, nothing. Just the regular mugging I suppose.” You didn’t dare meet his eyes, feeling guilty for lying. “Jesus..” Ron sighed and lifted his hand to his face, “Thank God you’re okay. You can stay here as long as you need miss.” He smiled and you nodded, getting up to walk to the bathroom.

“Thank you, and um, Im y/n” He smiled and held out his hand for you. You finally met his kind gaze, feeling a sense of relief. He wasn’t like many other people in Gotham. He was kind, considerate, genuinely helpful out of the goodness of his heart. It had been a while since you’d met someone like him.

“Ron Judsons.” He replied and you shook his hand, then you two parted ways heading to the restroom to clean up.

[chrolloctrl]

Can I request Feitans S/O stealing his boxers and wearing sometimes? You can write it as head cannons if you want! Hope your doing well 🥰

ahh!! this is so cute im going to opt for a fluffier approach to this but if you want an nsfw hc just let me know :) thank you for the request ヽ(>∀<☆)ノ

oh and i tend to write these as gender neutral as possible, if u guys ever want one that is specifically she, he, or they pronouns just let me know!

so

in general i definitely see feitan being the type of so who pretends he isn’t as in love as he is

and you as an so is someone who probably never realizes that the things they do are kinda cute?? in a way??

like u could be drinking tea and make a cute face and fei would be like (✯◡✯) but not make a single expression

so i definitely think that the boxers thing started off as something you just randomly did once and kept doing

you probably woke up one day half asleep and grabbed the nearest piece of clothing next to you, which just so happened to be his boxers

and you went to the kitchen to make tea or something

and like the whole troupe just happened to be sitting on the couch discussing something...troupey idk these bozos always talk about the most random things LOL

phinks was definitely the first one to notice and like his eyes just went wide

then fei looked over and was like “um jfjffjjsskwwhfiwifdiw” 

but with his facial expressions

u still haven’t even realized that ur wearing his boxers

so ur like “hi guys !! sorry 2 interrupt will be leaving soon promise”

and phinks says something slick like “no its fine u can stay as long as u want”

and fei slaps him upside the back of the head LOL

then he like goes to talk to u and is like “so...new uh..look?”

and ur like “um wat”

then he’s says “ur wearing my boxers, y/n.”

you turn sooo red “AHHHH omg this is embarrassing so embarrazzing”

and he like slyly smirks and says “no...i think it’s kind of charming.”

ur cheeks are literally beaming at this point

he doesn’t tell you to do it more often, you just do

just not when the troupe is around

like he’ll get home from doing whatever it is these arachnids do and ur chilling on the couch eating ramen in his boxers watching a show

and he just kind of picks you up and places you on his lap

omg wow i gave myself butterflies im so touch deprived

so you just kind of keep doing it bc he likes it even if his cryptid ass won’t say anything

one day he finally brings it up

“so you’re just going to wear my boxers now huh”

and you’re like “well you seem to enjoy it, and they’re really comfortable”

his nose bleeds 

HAHAHA jk

but he definitely just smiles and like kisses ur nose

and now whenever ur bored u just wear his boxers<3

this was not very good. am sorry :( i might write a one shot about this though but it would probably be kinda corny. damn i think i’m a corny person

anyways my requests are open (≧◡≦) just click here and send one in :) this post right here has my rules and stuff. 

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PART 2 | previously: part 1 | masterlist

pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x fem! reader

ratings/warnings: swearing, violence, mention of blood

synopsis: When UA’s hot heads, Katsuki Bakugou and you, are forced to put your hatred for each other aside and plan the third year Prom, things end up getting a little heated...

a/n: hi hi❤️ i hope you all are doing well! this part is more fight scene style so it was a little harder to write since im not used to writing fight scenes but i hope it turned out okay :) taglist is open so just lmk if you’d like to be added :)) enjoy xx

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two: a good team

You stared at the projection, hoping that it was just a figment of your imagination and that your name wasn’t actually next to Bakugou’s.

“Uh Mr. Aizawa, don’t you think Y/N and Bakugou should be split up? They might blow up the whole training course,” said Denki.

“I agree with Charge Bolt over here. I would respectfully like to request a partner change,” you smiled, raising your hand.

“I’d rather go with Deku than you…” muttered Bakugou.

“Ouch Kacchan.”

“Teams are final, no one is switching,” said Aizawa firmly, “besides, you two need to learn how to work with each other eventually.”

You rolled your eyes and let out a frustrated sigh.

“Great…”

“The villain team can go and head inside. You’ll have 5 minutes until the heroes go inside,” explained Aizawa. Deku and Todoroki ran inside the training ground as you and Bakugou waited on the other side.

“You better not get in my way,” Bakugou muttered.

“We need a plan idiot. If Todoroki freezes us we’ll be screwed,” you said.

“Fine. I’ll take out Deku and Icyhot and you grab the hostage.”

“That is not at all what I was talking about. Remember we have to immobilize them before grabbing the hostage. No way you could take out both of them at the same time.”

“HUH? You’re doubting me?”

“I’m being realistic. As much as I’d rather be kicking your ass right now, we have to work together on this.”

Bakugou sighed.

Finally, the buzzer rang, allowing you and Bakugou entrance into the training ground. This being newly constructed, you had no idea what to expect.

“What the…” your voice trailed off as you looked around the facility. There were multiple small buildings, simulating a city setting. In the middle of it all there was a building bigger than the rest. At the very top, there hung the ‘hostage’ tied up over the edge. You could see another person up there, but couldn’t tell who it is.

“Okay listen, whoever is up there with the hostage is probably Deku, because he’s better with one on one fights. I’m assuming Todoroki is hidden in the lower levels of the building to stop us from getting up to the roof. He'll probably do a surprise ice attack and freeze our feet,” you explained.

You looked over at Bakugou, who was just staring up at the building.

“Hey explosion boy, did you listen to anything I just said?” You asked, poking his arm.

“I’ll fly up, take the hostage, then deal with Deku. You have fun with Icyhot,” he said, beginning to fire up his hands. You shook your head.

“Oh my god do you ever listen? Fine go,” you huffed.

Bakugou didn’t hesitate a second to start blasting his explosions to carry himself up.

Once he was in the air, you began to run towards the lower level of the building. You quieted your feet as you got closer to the opened door. You decided to create a small explosion, just big enough to detect whether or not Shoto was hidden as you suspected. You began to generate heat waves and nitrogen atoms, pressing your hands together to create fusion. Once the atoms were fused together, you threw it inside.

*BOOM*

Perfect. Once you heard that sweet sound you creeped inside. Your mini explosion blew a large hole in the walls that surrounded you. You felt the air get colder, signaling that Shoto was most likely near. Being against someone with a colder quirk was definitely a conflict for you. You tried to follow the colder air, as your suit warned you of your body heat lowering.

“Of course it had to be ice…” you mumbled.

“Ice isn’t all bad,” a voice said. You jumped and saw Todoroki emerge from the leftover smoke of your explosion.

“Really half-and-half? I’m more of a fire girl myself. You should use that sweet left side of yours instead,” you smiled.

Of course he wouldn’t fall for it. He knew damn well that if your body got too cold, your quirk would turn timid.

“No thanks.”

Todoroki shot out large slabs of ice towards you in an attempt to keep you contained. Lucky for you though, you saw it coming and dodged the other way. As a counter attack to Shoto’s ice, you threw another small nitrogen explosion towards him. The ice chucks flew up, leaving a scratch on Shoto’s face.

“Shit-” he mumbled. Shoto continued to shoot ice at you but you kept on sending small explosions towards him. As the temperatures lowered, so did your explosive powers.

“You should really use a variety of moves, Shoto. Ice gets old pretty easily,” you teased. Your strategy was to wear him out before you.

“Oh really?” Shoto placed his hands on the floor.

Shit that’s exactly what I didn’t want him to do.

You jumped up just as the ice would have covered your feet. But now you were having to stand in the slippery ice. Suddenly, you had an idea.

You began creating hydrogen atoms in both hands, using the last of your stored heat to bond them. Shoto continued to throw ice daggers your way, causing you to multitask. Once your bonds were built to your desiring, you executed your plan.

“Jokes on you Shoto, I actually like the cold.” From the distance that Todoroki was standing from the wall, you needed to throw your explosions far enough away from him so you don’t permanently injure him. Shoto threw one last ice slab towards you and you threw your two bonds on both sides of him.

*BOOM*

As the smoke cleared, you saw that you had busted the walls down.

Well we’ll definitely get points off for that.

You felt a sharp pain in your bicep and saw that there was a piece of ice stuck between your skin.

Fuck that hurts.

You ripped the ice chunk out of your arm and threw it on the floor. The cut began to bleed but you ignored it. It was the least of your worries right now.

You waved away the smoke and tried to find Todoroki. He laid on his back, covered in debris.

“Sorry Shoto, you should’ve used fire like I said.”

You attached the makeshift handcuffs to the almost passed out Todoroki.

“Excuse me but I’ve gotta go deal with that idiot Bakugou now.”

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You rushed up the stairs to get onto the roof. Once outside, you were relieved to be in the sunshine again. You looked around and saw Deku and Bakugou fighting. The roof was destroyed from Bakugou’s explosions. Deku must have given him a tougher time than expected. Deku had Bakugou pinned onto the ground.

“Wow Bakugou, I take out Todoroki and you still haven’t caught Miydoria? Amateur work,” you laughed.

“NOT THE TIME MS. ATOMIC OKAY!” huffed Bakugou.

“Ha, guess I’ll have to just save your ass. Sorry about this Deku.”

You charged over to Deku and Bakugou. You hit Deku with a tiny explosion on his side. Now that you were in a warmer atmosphere, your construction time was almost instantaneous. Deku flew off of Katsuki leaving both of you with the upper hand. Deku stood up, sparking green.

“Don’t be sorry for me Y/N.” Deku ran towards you, yelling his signature phrase and punched you in the stomach. You collapsed onto the ground.

“You little shit-” you groaned.

That’s definitely gonna leave a bruise.

Bakugou went back to fighting Izuku as you caught your breath.

“Y/N GET OVER HERE!” shouted Bakugou.

You stumbled onto your feet and began generating another explosion, bigger than your last ones. You had another idea and hoped Bakugou would go along with it. You ran over to Bakugou, jumped onto his shoulders, and threw your bond towards the ground as Bakugou used his explosions to fly you both away from the debris. Deku went tumbling across the roof.

Once the smoke had cleared and you saw that Deku wasn’t getting back up, you knew the two of you had won. Bakugou set the both of you down and you hopped off of him.

“Uh, you handcuff Deku and I’ll untie the hostage,” you said. Bakugou nodded. You unhooked the hostage from the ledge and threw it over your shoulder.

“Hero team wins. Nice job. I’ll get Recovery Girl…” called Aizawa from the loud speaker. You looked over at a collapsed Deku.

“Told you,” you smirked.

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You and Bakugou made your way down the building to the rest of your classmates as they waited outside the gate.

“WOW great job guys!” cheered Kirishima.

“How did you know to get on Bakugou’s shoulders Y/N?” asked Denki. Your face went warm.

“Uh just out of instinct duh. I’m surprised that whole trick even worked,” you replied nervously.

“Yeah well if it weren’t for me it wouldn’t have,” said Bakugou. You rolled your eyes.

“You two actually make a pretty good team,” smiled Kirishima.

“Shut up,” said you and Bakugou, at the same time. Yours and Bakugou’s eyes widened at each other.

“Oh so now you’re copying me, dumbass?” growled Bakugou.

“I SAID IT FIRST, IDIOT!” You huffed.

“It’s like they’re the same person…” whispered Uraraka.

“SHUT UP!”

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