#momo buddy youre a bit late here...

[nikkiissleepy]

HBDNikki

contains 6 fantasy tickets, 30 star coins, 6 princess reset cards

[idolish7imagines]

Could I request Re:vale with a very protective reader who scares off Tsukumo by breaking a door by roundhouse kicking it then threatening him?

Re:vale with a very protective reader who scares off Tsukumo

A/N: truthfully i did NOT expect to write them this long but here you go; also reader is married to Yuki in this bc i thought itd be funnier

Yuki

Yuki wasn't rolling his eyes yet, but he was certainly getting there.

The president had stopped him right when he was about to head home for the day from a shoot, and unlucky him, the president of Tsukumo Productions was also there and decided to not only corner him in his dressing room, but chat a little bit like they were buddies.

Despite the fact in another timeline, Yuki would've already bashed him over the head with a metal bat.

They weren't talking about anything special, making him question even further why Tsukumo would waste both of their time with idle chatter truly neither of them cared for.

Until, the next statement nearly feels like he set his blood aflame.

"You know you can't hide them from the public forever, right?" The president says in a teasing tone, yet also seemed like he wasn't just pulling his leg with a meaningless joke.

"i...excuse me?" The idol blinks, now looking him straight in the eye.

Ryo lifts his hands up in sadistic joy. "Ahaha, I got the Yuki-san of Re:vale to stutter for a moment!"

Yuki bites the inside of his jaw, not even hiding his distaste for the man with his expression anymore. "Answer me."

"Why, your partner of course!--oh wait, thats the word you use to describe Momo.." He presses a finger to his lips in mockery. "Maybe I should use a different word..let's say, spouse?"

The man's brows furrow. Thoughts flooding through his mind both of wondering how he found out and not being suprised at all.

"Sorry but my spouse doesn't really like pathetic business men, so they stay far away from work, or else they'll be in the situation i'm in right now." Yuki says with a smile spitefully courteous enough to make Ryo's brow twitch.

"Is that so? They'll be a bit disappointed finding out what you get up to during the day then."

"I don't have any reason to feel guilt, unlike you."

That statement is what makes Ryo's facade drop first, eyes squinted and fists slightly lock.

"Really now?" "Really." Yuki keeps smiling. "In fact, they should be here in a moment."

As if on cue, he moves and the door behind Ryo goes flying off its hinges into the nearest couch of the dressing room.

Much to Yuki's dismay, the clicks of the door signaled Ryo to move before he wouldve gotten hit and hopefully hospitalized-

"I will not be late for our dinner just because Tsukumo wants to play games!" You bark, stomping over to your husband and taking his hand in yours.

Ryo clicks his tongue with his eyes narrowed, before trying to brush it off with a smirk.

"I wouldn't have thought you were into the feisty ones." He says.

"Well, theres' a lot you don't know about me." The idol puts a hand into his pocket. "Now if you'll excuse us, we do actually have a reservation." He says calmly.

"If I find out this happens again that door will be you." You turn to Tsukumo. "Stop talking to my husband. We don't. Like you." You firmly state.

Before he can respond, the two of you start walking out, hand in hand.

"..I love this side of you." Yuki nuzzles his head against yours, something he does when feeling more playful, despite what just happened.

"I know."

Momo

Momo regrets even telling you the address of Tsukumo's house. He did it in the name of trust, that if anything were to happen to him like before, you'd at least know his location.

The lies and misdirection was getting exhausting to keep up, and he needed someone to lean on...but he knows how you get even at the mention of the evil, sadistic president's name.

Which is what was making him at least 2x as nervous than he would be typically when having dinner with the man tonight. Even the thought of eating something he had made makes Momo's stomach turn.

On one hand, it could be poisoned, but on the other, he doubts Tsukumo would hurt his favorite 'toy' that much. Or else he wouldn't be as entertaining when he grovels.

"Something wrong with your appetite, Momo?" The man's typical cat-like grin spread across his face, seeing him all but grow visibly pale at the sight of the food.

"-ah-ahaha! No, not at all, it looks great! Maybe you could share your recipe sometime?" Back to the act. His defense mechanism.

"A good chef doesn't share his secrets!" Ryo pridefully proclaims. "Well, unless you want to give me something in return~"

Yeah, he was definitely nauseous now if he wasn't before.

"Awwww!" A dramatic pout in response. "But I couldn't possibly come up with something t-"

His phone buzzes, making both of them pause abruptly.

Momo prays silently that it isn't one of his friends, Yuki, or god forbid you. At best it'd be someone who got the wrong number.

Ryo waits a bit boredly with his hand on his cheek, waiting for the other man to be done. Almost like a child waiting for their older sibling to finish attending to something to continue their play time.

Fortunate a sight for him and far less for Momo, the idol's expression visibly changes to one of slight fear when he sees the text.

Quickly, he starts to get up, reaching for his bag and slipping his shoes back on, leaving Tsukumo befuddled.

"Momo, we're not done." He forces a smile, but there was unpleasant bass in his tone, one Momo was all too used to.

"I-i'm so sorry Ryo-san, I need to head out--ah--its an emergency!" He quickly tries to cover himself, hoping he would accept the vague excuse.

There was stomping heard outside the door and getting closer, making the president tilt his head in confusion and slight curiosity.

At first there's only a knock, which has the idol's heart pumping even harder against his chest as he's too late.

"If its room service it can wait, I'm in the middle of important business matters." Ryo says in a snooty tone. The other nearly rolls his eyes at his idea of important business matters.

Another beat of silence.

Suddenly the door shakes as a force on the other side pounds into it. Momo dodges a hinge that flies off nearly towards his face.

Another one comes swiftly after, now making it turn diagonally.

Before the third impact comes, sending it hurling towards the wall, coupled with dust rising up.

Tsukumo quickly rises from his seat, wondering who on Earth in their right mind would knock down his door.

A figure soon comes into view through all the dust, brows furrowed and quickly lunging to grab Momo's ear.

"You are coming home now!" You demand. It wasn't a hard pinch, but you did have a firm grip on his ear while your boyfriend squirmed.

"I-its not what you think, me and Tskumo are fine, nothing shady-" "Not today Momo." You bite back a bit harshely.

"My oh my, who might this be?" Ryo quickly becomes intrigued.

Momo feels like a fire may as well be lit under him if he pieces it together that you're his significant other.

"None of your business unless you keep pulling these stunts." You scowl towards him.

"Oh I see, so you've come to collect precious Momo?" He grins, unphased.

"Yes. Bye. I'm not paying for your door." Starting to drag him out, you step right over the expensive debris on the floor. You may have even knocked a vase over, but judging who it belongs to, you could care less.

Tsukumo looks at the two of you incredulously as you walk down the hall to the elevator.

Once in there, your boyfriend sits on the cold steel floor, pulling his knees to his chest.

"We are screwed, we are so screwed-" He mutters over and over, prompting you to bend down to comfort him.

"We're not screwed Momo. We just need to be assertive with him from now on. He can't just do what he wants...I..."

You pause, looking away with a few teeth gently biting your lip.

"Everyone almost lost you a while ago..because of him." You slightly hiss.

"please..just trust me? Like you said you would.." A hand reaches out to gently caress the face you adored greatly.

His fuchsia eyes peer up into yours. Hesitant, but accepting.

"..yes. I love you, (y/n)..Thank you for being here."

[fgfluidity]

coda

Summary: You can’t sleep. (post-iswm)

Pairings: just engineer/captain bein buddies but you can ship it if you want idc

Warnings: mentions of death, dealing with ptsd

Length (Reading Time): 1,124 words (4m41s)

@opprose @moriimae @volbeast @statictay @momos-peaches @laur-rants @mirrorslament (if you wanna be tagged hmu)

here is my kofi

He said an eternity in Hell.

Vicious, spit flying, shaking with rage as his tears spill over down his cheeks. The warp core pristine and humming behind him. Newly built.

Over an eternity in hell.

It’s there every time you close your eyes. It’s been months.

You leave your quarters trembling, though not from cold. The planet you’ve settled on is in the midst of its summer season— though it’s a temperate part of the planet, it’s too warm to catch a chill.

And too cold for your sweaty brow.

Your eyes dart along the bioluminescent paths, bluish waves spreading across stone with each step. It’s in direct contrast to the electric lamplight hovering overhead with soft warbles.

The colony is well-lit at night, something you all agreed upon.

You campaigned for it. You never know what’s out there.

What’s out there...

You swear you hear a voice, some kind of snuffling. Branches and leaves crackling underfoot, when you aren’t talking, when your path is neatly swept of any debris.

You’re tired, you reason. When you’re tired and it’s late, your mind plays tricks.

It’s been playing tricks since forever ago.

Maybe this isn’t the right colony. You fell asleep and died somehow and warped into another alternate reality. One where your colonymates are all monsters coming for you.

Or one where they’re all too human and still coming for you, your names as a curse in their lips.

You check your palm and it’s bare. No crystals.

But Lady warped without one.

You did, too, before you even got it.

There’s more snuffling, to your right. It’s in the park, the clusters of trees and dense bushes hiding... something.

It’s closer.

Is it a person, a vicious creature, or something else? The shadow over the ground could be anything, coming right for you.

In an instant, hearing rapid footfall on the sparkling blue grass, your hand goes to your knife. You’ve only just begun to draw it when-

“Chica!”

Your hand doesn’t leave the knife, but you’re relieved to see her bright little eyes, tongue lolling as she bounds towards you. Once she’s at your feet, you tentatively reach to scratch her ears.

She gives a delighted grumble, leaning into your legs, and your hand finally leaves the knife.

“Chica! There— oh. Captain.”

You know his voice before you look up. You’ve been through far too much for it to not be familiar.

“Mark.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean for her to just charge at you. She must have missed your pets,” he chuckles, but it falls a bit flat. “I, ah... what are you doing out here? It’s late.”

You eye him. Mostly relaxed, just the tiniest bit of anxiety tightening around his eyes, the edge of his smile. “I couldn’t sleep.”

He nods. “Yeah— I’m sorry. I can’t really either. The cryo did more damage than I think Celci was aware, maybe we should—“

“It’s not the cryo sleep,” you cut him off. “You know that. Don’t play this game.”

His shoulders draw up. “What game?”

Your fingers clench despite yourself, and your force your hands from Chica’s soft ruff. “You think it’s all over. It’s all solved and we don’t have to talk about it anymore. That’s not how it works.”

You expect a rebuttal, some spluttering about how you have him all wrong and you don’t know what you’re talking about. Defensive.

His arms cross, jaw tense. “Why can’t it be? You saved the universe and it’s over. We can just move on, stop dwelling on my mistakes.”

Defensive, but different.

It hits something deep within you, and you can’t keep the ice out of your voice any longer.

“Do you think I was just having fun?”

His brow furrows. “What?”

“You said you spent an eternity in hell, going through all of it, over and over. Do you think I was just having a grand time while you suffered?” Your eyes finally snap to his, rather than in his direction. “I knew you had a big head but this is a new level of uncharitable.”

“What the hell? After all I did— and I admit I fucked up big time—“

“I died, too! A million ways! And when I wasn’t actively dying, I was being hunted. By— by Lady and by monsters and— and even you tried to kill me.” You heave a great breath, but you can’t call it a laugh. “So many times, and your screaming through it all— you think that doesn’t make an impact?”

Mark takes a step towards you, slowly raising his hands. “Hey—“

“I can’t sleep because I think about it. I remember those deaths and all the blame and all the universes.” Your chest feels tight, words choked out through a painful throat. “I close my eyes and when I open them this feels like—“

“— just another universe. Another place where you fucked up, where you’re in danger,” he finishes, eyes warm but pained. “You don’t know where you stand. You don’t know if this is your last chance. You don’t know if you fixed anything at all, or just ruined it again.”

You blink, speechless, and there’s a cloth in your hand before you realize. Tan. Thick. “Mark?”

“Take it. I get it, I do.” He moves his now bare arm, gently placing one hand on your shoulder. “It’s not over. But I don’t know how else to handle it.”

“... I knew we should have had a doctor on board,” you try, and you both just manage a laugh, watery and weak, but real. “You’re gonna have snot all over your sleeve.”

Mark shrugs. “This jumpsuit has seen worse things.”

You clean yourself up as best you can and take a few breaths, Mark nodding encouragingly with each. “... so we should... I think we should talk it over. Some night.”

You can see him struggle with that, and you don’t blame him. How do you even handle something like that? “It... it might be a good idea. Just to, you know. Get it out there.”

“If you’re gonna be awake, you might as well stay up with someone,” you point out. “So... your quarters are closer.”

“You think you can just invite yourself over?”

You quirk a smile. “Captain’s privilege. I’ll make you coffee.”

To your surprise, he grimaces. “Ah— maybe I’ve had enough for a while. I still have the hot chocolate mix from the ship store. If you want.”

“Oh, thank god,” you groan. “I hated your coffee. No offense.”

Mark looks to you, supremely offended, before shaking his head. “Give me back my sleeve. I’m burning this jumpsuit.”

You think it’s for the best, but...

He makes the hot chocolate mix taste pretty good, all things considered.

[onceuponaloonatic]

“Nico!” Even if she wanted to, Dahyun knew there was no way she could hold Haeun back.

“Haeun!” Nico giggled as she was enveloped in a hug. They had tried to get Nico to call Haeun and Hina Unnie, since technically they were both older than her, but it had not stuck at all. Neither of them corrected Nico and since the only people who really pushed for it were the adults, they decided to just give up. 

“Aunt Dahyun, where's Kihyun?” Sai asked, quickly taking her shoes off. “He’s still trying to decide on an outfit.” Sai nodded and ran off in the direction of the stairs. “Daehyung!” Saya giggled and ran forward to hug him. “Ew get off!” Daehyung pushed Saya off of him. He knew she was teasing him, and if she was going to tease him he was going to tease her back. “Daehyung don’t push Saya.” Dahyun sighed. The rest of the kids moved out of the entryway quickly, Haeun pulling Nico while the triplets and Daehyung followed. 

“Hey Dahyunie!” Sana giggled as she wrapped Dahyun up in a hug. “Merry Christmas!” 

“Like mother like daughters. I guess obsessively clingy runs in the family.” Chaeyoung giggled under her breath. “Ow Dahyun!” Chaeyoungn groaned when Dahyun pinched her arm. “What was that for?” “No teasing anyone tonight, we agreed.” Dahyun giggled. “You deserved that.” Tzuyu laughed at Chaeyoung.

“Your supposed to be my friend!” Chaeyoung responded. 

“Jurys still out.” Tzuyu laughed, squeezing Mina’s hand when her wife squeezed hers. “Hey Dahyun made me agree to no teasing that should apply to you too.” Chaeyoung pouted. 

“I think holding those two to no teasing is impossible.” Mina giggled, moving Saya and Nico’s shoes neatly to the side with the others. “Same with Jeongyeon Unnie. I don’t think it’s possible for them not to tease.” “I suppose that’s true.” Dahyun nodded in response, Sana still wrapped around her. “Maybe just cut back on the teasing.” “Or how about no teasing the omegas?” Sana suggested.

“You know you're going to tease Momo.” Mina rolled her eyes. “Mom! Daehyung took Ari and isn’t letting us play with him!” They all collectively sighed when they heard Saya. 

“Remember when we had parties without them?” Tzuyu joked. “That was nice.” “This is nice too.” Sana smiled. “Well, I’m going to go be mom for a bit if you guys want to move out of the entryway.” 

“That is an idea isn’t it?” Dahyun giggled, following Sana as they went into the other room. The other adults followed and they found Saya and Saki banging on the door to the bathroom and Sae sitting on the floor playing on her switch. Nico and Haeun’s little feet were poking out of the play tent Haeun had got for her birthday. 

“Daehyung! Let me pet your dog!” Saya yelled. 

“No!” 

“Please?” Saki asked. 

“Daehyung buddy, stop being a grouch or you won’t get to open a christmas present early.” Dahyun knocked on the door, opening it a second later. “Play nice today buddy.” “Fine.” Daehyung whined, putting Ari down and bending down to pet him while Saya and Saki cooed over him. 

“Sae honey you can’t just play games the whole time we are here.” Sana bent down next to Sae. “You can play until everyone else comes over, but once they are here you're going to have to put it away.” “Okay.” Sae nodded, looking away from Sana and back at her game. 

“Do you think the others will be here soon?” Mina asked, looking at her watch.

“I don’t think they are going to be here for a while. Jihyo Unnie is always late and Nayeon Unnie and Jeongyeon Unnie have Hyunjun and Seojun.” Chaeyoung giggled. “You're probably right.” Mina giggled. “Well hopefully they get here before seven.”

“Hopefully.” xx 

Once the others got there, most of the kids ran upstairs with Ari while the adults stayed downstairs. The princess trio was still in Haeun’s play tent, giggling quietly while the adults talked. 

“My babies.” The first thing Nayeon did when she went into the living room was bend down in front of Haeun’s play tent. “Give Auntie Nayeon a hug.”  “Hi Auntie Nayeon!” Haeun giggled, giving Nayeon a quick hug before crawling to the back of the tent. 

“Hi Auntie.” Nico climbed into Nayeon’s lap and Nayeon hugged her tightly. 

“Hello Aunt Nayeon.” Hina waved from her spot next to Hina.

“What are you three giggling about?” Nayeon asked.

“We’re talking about Kihyun Oppa and Hyunjun Oppa.” Haeun informed. “I saw them kissing.” “Oh yeah?” Nayeon knew the two were dating, even if they hadn’t officially announced it to their families. It was cute to think of the littlest one gossiping. “Tell me everything.” “When Mommy and Mama were gone, Hyunjun Oppa was with Kihyun Oppa and they kissed on the lips!” Haeun giggled. “I think they're going to get married.”

“I don’t think it’s anything like that Haeun.” Nayeon laughed. “But I do think they're dating.” “Like boyfriend and boyfriend?” Hina asked.

“Yeah!” Nayeon nodded. “Hey, what are you guys talking about?” Sana smiled as she sat down next to Nayeon. Nico climbed into her lap and Sana kissed her cheek. 

“Kihyun Oppa and Hyunjun Oppa are boyfriend and boyfriend!” Haeun giggled.

“They are?” Sana asked in disbelief. 

“It’s a secret.” Nayeon held one finger up to her lips. “Oh I see.” Sana giggled. “You three are going to keep it a secret right?” “It’s a princess trio secret.” Hina smiled at Sana. “Cute.” Sana smiled. “Well, we’re going to eat soon, why don’t you three help us make the hotpot?” “Okay!” 

xx 

After eating, all of the kids go back upstairs, leaving the adults alone to talk. They split into two groups, the alpha talking outside on the patio while the omegas talked in the living room. “You know, I think Momo owes me some money.” Nayeon giggled, looking at Momo with a smirk. 

“What are you talking about?” Momo asked, taking a sip of wine.

“Remember when I was pregnant with Yuna and you were pregnant with Ai and we made a bet that Seojun would be the first of the kids to get a romantic partner?”

“No way,” Momo muttered. “Yuna? She’s twelve.” “No way. Hyunjun.” Nayeon laughed. “Jeongyeon wouldn’t let anyone date Yuna. Nor would her brothers.”

“I thought it was a secret.” Sana laughed. “They are really bad at keeping secrets.” Dahyun joined in. “Kihyun has asked to hang out with Hyunjun every single day this week.” “Hyunjun has done the same. Haeun even saw them kissing.” Nayeon giggled. “She told me she thinks they are going to get married.”

“Cute.” Momo laughed. “I could see them getting married though.” “Me too. But they are really young, so I don’t want to say anything too concretely.” Dahyun agreed. “It would be cute though.” Sana giggled. “Oh I know they would be adorable.” Nayeon agreed. “God, the kids are so grown up.” “I know. I hate it.” Sana pouted. “I mean, I still have Nico but even she’s not a baby anymore. I just want them all to be my little babies forever.” “I get that. My youngest is twelve.” Nayeon sighed, taking a long sip of her wine. “At least you guys still have little ones.” “You always could have another one.” Dahyun joked.

“I would love one but… It would be a little too much. My boys are crazy and Yuna has been so moody lately. Plus I think it would break Jeongyeon.” Nayeon laughed, leaning back in her chair. “Well it would probably be funny to see her face.” Momo giggled.

“I pranked her with that once before Haeun was born. I wish I had taken a picture, she looked like she was going to have an aneurysm.” They all laughed at the thought. “Moving on from the kids, Sana bitch I heard you got a gig modeling for Paris fashion week.” “Where did you hear that?” Sana giggled. “Mina.” “You would think she would be better at keeping secrets.” Sana laughed. “I did get the offer, but I don’t know if I’m going to take it. I used to do it every year before the kids were born, but recently I’ve been busy with my kids and well trying to find time to spend with Mina and Tzuyu. Those two are always working nowadays.” “I hear that. Now that Jihyo is the head vocal teacher at the company, she basically works nonstop during the week. I’m proud of her for getting promoted, but I just want to spend some time with my wife after the kids have gone to sleep.” Momo agreed. 

“Jeongyeon’s the same.” Nayeon sighed. “Chaeyoung and I have been the opposite. I’ve been busy with my radio show lately and Chaeyoung has been a godsend taking care of Haeun and getting the boys.” Dahyun spoke up. “You know, my parents offered to take the kids camping a couple days for new years, all the kids. Even the little ones. I was going to ask you guys if any of you were interested. My mom was a teacher before she retired, and she actually loves spending time with kids.” 

“Oh my god really? That sounds amazing.” Nayeon smiled. “I know. Getting to spend New Year’s alone with Mina and Tzuyu? That would be so great.” Sana nodded. “Are you sure they would be okay with all of them?” 

“Yeah, she said the more the better. She knows all the kids are best friends.” Dahyun added. “Well that sounds amazing. I’ll talk to them about it tomorrow.” Momo smiled at the thought. “We could all spend the new year right.” Nayeon smirked. “Do you think the alphas would be up to it though?” “Well, mine would be for sure. Both of them are so pent up.” Sana giggled. “They think they are being sneaky, but I can tell.” “Jeong’s the same. It’s her rule we can’t have sex when the kids are in the house though.” Nayeon rolled her eyes. “Getting to be alone with Jeong for multiple days would be great.” “I’ll tell my mom you guys are interested then.” Dahyun giggled. “No making surprise babies though, we have a big enough family already.” 

“That goes for you too Dahyun, you and Chaeyoung have a history with surprise babies.” Sana teased. “Well, I wouldn’t worry it’s not going to happen again.” “You sure?” “I made sure.” Dahyun laughed, pausing when they heard screaming coming from upstairs. “Should we check on the kids?” 

“I don’t want to know.” Nayeon sighed dramatically. “I want to get through one glass of wine before dealing with any of them.” “Agreed.” 

xx 

“Ha nice.” Jeongyeon teased Jihyo when the younger one missed. Beer pong had been Jeongyeon’s idea, and when the others had said they weren’t in college anymore Jeongyeon just told them they didn't want to do it because they were going to lose. That made all of them agree to at least a couple rounds. Jeongyeon and Chaeyoung were one team while Jihyo and Mina were the other. Tzuyu was off to the side, being the judge while she sipped on a glass of wine Sana had poured for her. “Shut up.” Jihyo rolled her eyes. Jeongyeon smiled and took the ball, getting it in the cup by Mina.

“Drink it Park.” Jeongyeon knew she had a tendency to get competitive with Jihyo. Really, it hadn’t been that way before she was with Nayeon. But Nayeon had really rubbed off on her over the years, and she knew Nayeon would be proud of her if she was able to beat Jihyo. “My turn.” Chaeyoung was clearly already a little drunk. “You got this Chaeyoung.” Jeongyeon encouraged. “Oops.” Chaeyoung giggled when she missed. “You know, I had no idea you were good at this Mina Unnie.” “It’s not a skill I’m that proud of.” Mina shrugged as she took the ball. “Sana dragged me to a lot of parties when I was in college and she was horrible at this so I got good at it so she wouldn’t get alcohol poisoning.” 

“That’s code for she likes it.” Tzuyu smiled at Mina as she got it in the cup.

“Do not!” Mina pouted. “Well I should have fought harder to get you on my team.” Jeongyeon joked, sighing when Mina got the ball in a second time.

“Hey!” Chaeyoung pouted. “I’m better than Tzuyu.” “I beat you literally every time we played.” Tzuyu laughed at Chaeyoung. “You and Dahyun Unnie both suck.” “We do not!” Chaeyoung pouted. “Jihyo Unnie’s not great at this.” “I am better than you Chaeyoung.” Jihyo laughed. “I taught Momo how to play. I just- haven’t done this in a while.” “None of us have.” Tzuyu shrugged. “We aren’t nineteen anymore.” “It’s fun.” Jeongyeon nodded. “Besides, we need to teach our kids how to play, so it’s good to get some training in.” “I am not teaching my kids how to play beer pong.” Mina nodded, getting a third ball in, causing Chaeyoung to have to drink again. “You won’t?” Jeongyeon asked. “I’m going to.” 

“I probably will, but not until Ai’s like twenty.” Jihyo sighed when Mina missed. “I mean, Kihyun doesn’t even like beer. My brother gave it to him when we saw him last week and he spit it out.” Chaeyoung giggled. “We aren’t letting the girls play this, right Tzuyu?” Mina turned to her wife, who nodded. “Absolutely not.” Tzuyu agreed. “Especially Sae and Nico.” “Oh 100 percent.” 

xx The screaming from upstairs died down and the omegas were thankful. At around nine thirty, the littlest three come downstairs and crawl into Haeun’s play tent, quickly falling asleep while their mother’s talked. “Aww.” Sana smiled when she noticed all three of them asleep. Nico was in the middle while Haeun and Hina held both of her hands. “I’ll get them a blanket.” Momo smiled, grabbing the folded blanket next to her and putting it over the three girls. “Those three are so adorable.” Nayeon sighed. “I love babies.” “They won’t be babies for much longer.” Dahyun muttered. “I don’t want to think about that.” Sana nodded. “Hey, should we check on the alphas?” “Probably. I saw them take like two packs of beer out there.” Dahyun giggled, looking out the window to see if she could see the alphas. Just as they said that, they heard the back door open.

“Hi.” Mina stumbled over to Sana, moving to kiss her neck. “Hello.” Sana giggled. “Someone’s drunk.” “Am not.” Mina slurred. The other alphas shuffled in and joined their wives, Tzuyu wrapping Sana up in a hug from behind. “You definitely are.” Sana laughed. “These two are so clingy when they're drunk.” Sana looked at the other omegas.

“Funny coming from you.” Momo scoffed, moving to get Jihyo and get her next to her on the couch. “How was your alpha time?” “Mina and I won.” Jihyo smiled at Momo drunkenly. “You cheated!” Jeongyeon accused.

“Babe shush the little ones are asleep.” Nayeon shhed Jeongyeon, who was sitting on the arm of the chair she was sitting on. 

“Nu-uh! Tzuyu judged.” Jihyo defended. “She’s married to Mina. She helped you guys cheat.” Jeongyeon argued. All the omegas giggled at their partners, and Dahyun turned to her surprisingly quiet wife. “You okay?” Dahyun rested her forehead on Chaeyoung’s. Chaeyoung looked her in the eyes before pulling her into a kiss. Dahyun giggled and indulged her for a quick second before pulling away. Chaeyoung looked at her for a second before jumping away from her. “Seriously, are you okay?” “Don’t tell my wife! I love her so much and I-” Dahyun couldn’t do anything but laugh at Chaeyoung. “Why don’t you go to bed? I’ll send your wife in later.” Dahyun teased. “You won’t tell her?” “No.” Dahyun nodded, turning Chaeyoung towards the direction of their bedroom door and pushing her. “It’s our secret.” 

“She’s going to have a rough morning.” Nayeon joked. “I think all of them are going to.” Momo laughed. “We aren’t drunk!” Jihyo argued. “Babe, Hina and the little ones are asleep right there.” Momo shhed Jihyo. “We should probably all get going soon.” Sana giggled as Mina nosed at her neck. “Probably, it is going to be hard to hide this from the kids though.” “Oh god the kids.” Nayeon groaned. “Dibs on not handling it if they killed each other.” “They have gotten really quiet. I’m worried.” Sana nodded. “I’ll go check on them, but if they’ve killed each other I’m going to need back up.” “Just yell and I’ll help you. I’m going to make sure Chaeyoung gets into bed. She gets drunk so easily.” Dahyun laughed.

“Mina honey, get off. I need to check on the kids.” Sana gently pulled Mina off of her. “Come back soon.” Mina whined, moving to hug Tzuyu. “I will.” Sana smiled. “Anyone want to join me?” “Good luck.” Momo answered her. “Momo and I can move our wives and the little ones to the cars.” Nayeon offered. “But again, good luck.” “Thank you.” Sana sighed, going to the stairs and going up them slowly. She saw the kids all sitting together in a circle, Sae and Daehyung both blushing while they talked. “Hey guys, it’s time for all of us to go home.” 

“Okay.” All the kids nodded, getting up slowly. “Hey Saki, why was Sae blushing?” Sana asked once the kids had dispersed. “During truth or dare Daehyung said he had a crush on Sae.” Saki whispered. 

“Really?” Sana giggled. “Don’t tell mama and ka-san.” “I won’t.” Saki joined her in laughing. “But they would be cute together wouldn’t they?” “They would be.” 

[reluctanx]

𝘽𝙉𝙃𝘼 𝙃𝙀𝘼𝘿𝘾𝘼𝙉𝙊𝙉 >> CLASS 1-B. || Fem!s/o

𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙎 𝙄𝙉𝘾𝙇𝙐𝘿𝙀𝘿: neito monoma, itsuka kendo, sen kaibara, ibara shiozaki, tetsutetsu tetsutetsu, reiko yanagi, setsuna tokage

𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂 (𝙎) : n/a [?]

-Neito Monoma

!! 🧺 | he’s actually very sweet, just a bit playful with you

!! 🧺 | he cracks joke just to make you laugh because your smile means EVERYTHING to him

!! 🧺 | i’m pretty sure he’s a nerd at color theory and would ALWAYS point out how beautiful your eyes are. even if it has a darker shade, he just knows that it’s a beautiful color that he loves so much

!! 🧺 | he doesn’t let other people touch his bunnies besides kendo, you may also be the exception

!! 🧺 | overly dramatic because he knows you can’t possibly, truly handle his bullshit

!! 🧺 | his teenager crush on you is so adorable, because he’s always in denial. or refuses to admit he have a crush on you

!! 🧺 | seeing that you’re not comparing him to a villain because of his quirk, wether it’s a joke or not. you automatically gain a part of his trust and respect. deadass

!! 🧺 | he bullies people for a reason, and you better deal with that

!! 🧺 | very argumentative, trying to fight with him with controversial topics is useless

!! 🧺 | LET. HIM. TOUCH. YO. HAIR………. pls

!! 🧺 | even if he tries, he can’t keep up late at night. HE WILL fall asleep, so sometimes you’ll be left on read accidentally-

!! 🧺 | when texting… he’s a total different person omg

!! 🧺 | no because if your seat is next to his, he will pass you the answers for the math exam.. (don’t lie, i know you’re a total dogshit at this subject. )

!! 🧺 | he’s a real big fan of Vlad king so you better be prepared seeing some of his merch in his closet

!! 🧺 | seeing you in his clothes makes him feel weird. he’ll try to make fun of you but he’s just really flustered to look at cha’ i swear

!! 🧺 | it’s rare to see him swear, so when he do so.. dear god..

!! 🧺 | HE DOESN’T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOUR BODY SHAPE, SIZE OR WHATEVER, HE LOVES YOU THE WAY YOU ARE AND HE WILL REMIND YOU THAT

!! 🧺 | “you love me o’ sooo much it makes you look stupid.”

!! 🧺 | “don’t tell kendo about this, but i like you. for real.”

!! 🧺 | pronouns first with this man, pronouns = priority, pronouns respected. period.

!! 🧺 | he would be such a simp for you..

!! 🧺 | not obsessive or possesive, per se just jealous in a healthy way

!! 🧺 | “i’m literally a low quality version of bakugo.”

!! 🧺 | THEATRICAL, AS FUCK.

-Itsuka Kendo

!! 🧸 | SHE’S LITERALLY A SWEET HEART *SOBS SOBS*

!! 🧸 | she acts like your big sister sometimes.

!! 🧸 | she’s so shy and intimidated when she gets to date you bro..

!! 🧸 | your hero name? your hero costume? gives no shit, she find everything about you AMAZING.

!! 🧸 | you’re the little spoon, don’t prove me wrong, you’re the little spoon

!! 🧸 | she finds you so cute (especially if you have chubby cheeks, cause like uuuUhhh…)

!! 🧸 | she dresses you up when ya’ll get a girl days

!! 🧸 | she doesn’t know how to cook, depending on your cooking skills; either you get to cook or ya’ll order sum shit idk

!! 🧸 | she have a whole romantic cottagecore playlist dedicated for you whenever she thinks about you i swear.

!! 🧸 | you participates in her activity of : “knocking-down-neito-whenever-hes-been-an-ass”

!! 🧸 | can’t even afford to scold you the first time ya’ll meet, you’re so beautiful *sob sob*

!! 🧸 | if you’re in a social group space, you’re her favourite person, ya’ll are the duo of the friend group

!! 🧸 | “can’t sleep? that’s okay me too.”

!! 🧸 | picky, very picky eater. ya’ll may have trouble ordering something.

!! 🧸 | you’re the ticklish person, she’s the tickler. if you’re not, she’ll helplessly try to tickle you..-

!! 🧸 | “SPIDER, SPIDER!!”

!! 🧸 | your luck booster, i stg

!! 🧸 | she likes seeing you with fake cat ears, you look so adorable in her perspective

!! 🧸 | “LET’S WATCH A DISNEY MOVIE!!”

!! 🧸 | fast typer when texting.

!! 🧸 | you’re her angel, you are.

!! 🧸 | wants to be a make-up artist somedays.. so you better be ready and prepare to be a mannequin.

!! 🧸 | “you’re so weird *faces you* you’re so weird.”

!! 🧸 | 256 HOURS LONG OF TALK AND CHATS WHEN SHE ENCOUNTERS A LONG TIME FRIEND AT THE MALL

!! 🧸 | she wants to be a princess, your princess

!! 🧸 | SAY THAT YOU LOVE HER HAIR AND SHE WILL FLUSH

!! 🧸 | “why are you so pretty 🥺’

!! 🧸 | cottagecore lesbians :)

!! 🧸 | holding your hands + kisses + pecks on the lips, physical affection <<<<<<<<

!! 🧸 | gives you her stuffies, trust me she have LOADS of stuffies

!! 🧸 | BLUSHES SO HARD WHEN YOU WEAR HER CLOTHES

Sen Kaibara

!! 📢 | you don’t understand, the amount of love he holds for you is HUGE!

!! 📢 | fairly confident when he’s fighting by your side, you give him confidence..

!! 📢 | bad habits to compare your beauty with his

!! 📢 | trying to make him blush? oh honey, you don’t have to try once you have a relationship with him..

!! 📢 | his smile <<<<<<<<<<<<<

!! 📢 | usually quiet but tends to be talkative ONLY to you

!! 📢 | his heart beats faster and faster when you get close to him, but his face says 😐

!! 📢 | “kiss me already, dummy”

!! 📢 | really likes anime actually, ya’ll watch animes or read mangas sometimes :)

!! 📢 | *strokes strokes, scrubs scrubs your hair gently*

!! 📢 | thinks you look so cute in his clothes but doesn’t mention it

!! 📢 | secretly tries to get one of the things you crave for (an item, celebrity’s autograph idk sum shit)

!! 📢 | mockery against you? not on his watch.

!! 📢 | his love language is physical touch *sobs sobs*

!! 📢 | rubs your hand gently to calm you down when you feel anxious

!! 📢 | old times french love songs of edith piaf is his jam..

!! 📢 | hopeless romantic :c

!! 📢 | insecure? not on his watch,

!! 📢 | gives you his juice box to you and only to you

!! 📢 | you’re his first kiss

!! 📢 | BEST HUG GIVER

!! 📢 | the type to put your hair behind your ears

!! 📢 | “you’re my everything..”

!! 📢 | KISSES YOUR CHEEKS INTENSIVELY

!! 📢 | loves to feel euphoric, you make him euphoric

!! 📢 | you get the blower during summer lmao

!! 📢 | buys you loads of icecreams during summer

!! 📢 | go to the heater side during winter, right now, right here.

!! 📢 | everything you ask somethinh, he’ll answer instantly

!! 📢 | want something? dont worry, sen gotchu’

!! 📢 | SIMP

!! 📢 | wants to be someone truly meaningful to you

!! 📢 | you make him feel special for doing literally nothing

!! 📢 | he loves you, so so much.

Ibara Shiozaki

!! 🌱| literally the momo yaoyorazu of class 1-b but more theatrical

!! 🌱| you kinda just already knew that she have a preference for girls

!! 🌱| “mo- mother nature? what kind of silly things are you spouting out of that mouth of yours…”

!! 🌱| you are literally babied by her

!! 🌱| good baker and easily make your favorite dish/dessert

!! 🌱| you’re her top priority, and she carefully pays attention to you. deadass, she’s the type to wipe your mouth with her favorite tissue while she’s talking about a serious matter with her teamates bro

!! 🌱| she’s such a nerd in the rom-com industry, and gets pretty shy when you proceed to do something that is similar to a scene about one of her few rom-com movies. (ex: kadebon)

!! 🌱| she laughs so easily..

!! 🌱| “you’re so precious.”

!! 🌱| she showed all the symptoms of “crushing” back then, and you already knew that.

!! 🌱| everytime you hype her up, she smiles widely

!! 🌱| she’s so gift giving, she can’t leave you without giving you a gift first

!! 🌱| all the gifts you gave her stays safe and sound in her room

!! 🌱| “i might never be your hero, but i’ll be the winner of your heart.”

!! 🌱| she wants you to wear her clothes so ya’ll can match :)

!! 🌱| she’s quite wealthy, so she buys you some expensive gifts that reminds her of you

!! 🌱| always wrap her arms around you everywhere

!! 🌱| teases you but a lot

!! 🌱| she likes to do gardening stuff with you

!! 🌱| full knowledge on plants, every flowers she offers you was because of a characteristic that reminds her of you

!! 🌱| her efforts to be committed in your relationship is so visible

!! 🌱| always slips a little ‘I love you” everydays

!! 🌱| your love, affection and attention is enough to repay her for her consistent efforts.

!! 🌱| gets easily jealous but tries to hide it, but you obviously can tell due to her uncontrollable blush

!! 🌱| as she is so gift giving, you’ll try to argue with her saying she doesn’t need to give her this much gifts

!! 🌱| she gets overwhelmed when you make out of an exam/mission

!! 🌱| loves to give you a head massage while reading a book

!! 🌱| come and stargaze with her >:|

!! 🌱| kisses the back of your hand

!! 🌱| show you off when she have the chance to

!! 🌱| compared to what you may have assumed, she puts a lot of trust in her words when showin’ you off.

!! 🌱| “everyday and everynight, you make me happy just by thinking of your silly little face.”

!! 🌱| HELPS YOU WITH HOMEWORK

!! 🌱| SLEEPOVERS!!

!! 🌱| she felt insecure about her hair, so the fact that you had he audacity to pet her head made her fall inlove with you.

!! 🌱| gets genuinely confused when you laugh at her dramatic behavior

!! 🌱| her humor is kinda bad, so she may laugh at the stupidest thing ever

Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu

!! 🦈| oh boy, everything would be so wild with him

!! 🦈| you cannot leave the room without giving him a hug first

!! 🦈| awkward, like really

!! 🦈| “you’re the most coolest— beautifulest—…uuh.. person!”

!! 🦈| doesn’t academically succeed a lot, but puts a lot of efforts in his works. every praises you give him makes him smile

!! 🦈| makes you laugh without him knowing

!! 🦈| please, he probably starts to laugh when you start talking too fast because he doesn’t understand-

!! 🦈| in summer, he turns his arms into steel so you can grip against it (since steel is usually cold)

!! 🦈| probably have adhd

!! 🦈| loves to caress your cheeks

!! 🦈| sometimes kisses your little fingers for fun

!! 🦈| buddies to lover trope :D

!! 🦈| uses kaomoji than emojis

!! 🦈| his favorite song is teenage dirtbag

!! 🦈| he requires a good listener as his s/o, because he is a very talkative person and bring numerous topics and persons at the same time when talking to him

!! 🦈| “you’re extra-beautiful..”

!! 🦈| offers a fish related plushie

!! 🦈| shows off his abs for you

!! 🦈| two dumb hoes doing shit trope

!! 🦈| “you kinda remind me of an otter..?

!! 🦈| “wanna be a teenage dirtbag with me?”

!! 🦈| he calls you the popular girl of the school for a reason.. 😭

!! 🦈| calls you tetsutetsu junior when you wear his clothes

!! 🦈| openly admit that ya’ll are in a relationship to everyone

!! 🦈| is actually ticklish himself-

!! 🦈| loves to kiss your forehead

!! 🦈| loves to point out how cute you are

!! 🦈| definitely introduces you to fatgum and kirishima

!! 🦈| he can’t really came up with a petname.. so he’ll give you stupid ones

!! 🦈| as you can tell, he’s clearly not experienced but he tries, for you :)

!! 🦈| okay but power couple

!! 🦈| “if you steal the blankets, i am about to put my cold feets on you.”

!! 🦈| gets out of hands when he’s too excited

!! 🦈| gives you back hugs when you’re not feeling well

!! 🦈| best caregiver 🥺

!! 🦈| adores you

!! 🦈| play games with you :)

!! 🦈| sends you stupid note under the door whenever you’re taking a shit-

Reiko Yanagi

!! 👻|| you managed to get on her soft side when you told her that she wasn’t weird in any ways

!! 👻|| very quiet and patient with you

!! 👻|| really doesn’t wish to disturb or scare you, but she can’t let go of you — you were so nice

!! 👻|| when you tease her.. she’s a blushing mess

!! 👻|| you’re the only person she hangs most of her time with

!! 👻||she thinks that you’re so, so cool.

!! 👻|| doesn’t know how to react to all of your compliments, just knows how to cuddle

!! 👻|| she makes you listen to her favorite genre of music

!! 👻|| she tries her best to make your relationship with her dynamic as possible!

!! 👻|| with that say, praising is one of her top quality

!! 👻|| as much as she doesn’t know how to handle your praise, she can slap you back with her

!! 👻||”hey.. how abour we kiss? uh- um.. if- if you want to.”

!! 👻|| is actually a good kisser-

!! 👻|| her only way to calm you down was to kiss you when you get overwhelmed

!! 👻|| reiko is a really good listener and would literally listen to your 5 hours long story as she stare at you the whole time

!! 👻|| when you mention that her bags were really cool… good job bro, now she loves you

!! 👻|| SHE’S SO CLINGY, LIKE REALLY CLINGY

!! 👻|| unexpectedly good in video games

!! 👻|| “w-whoa.. i didn’t expected you to wear my clothes..you look adorable..”

!! 👻|| gets truly passionate when talking about paranormal facts

!! 👻|| she loves to play with the strands of your hair

!! 👻|| quality time <<<<<<<<

!! 👻|| would always remind you how beautiful you are

!! 👻|| once you have her sweater wrapped around your body, it’s officially yours now because she says so

!! 👻|| soft spokesperson with you bro..

!! 👻|| seems more confident when texting

!! 👻|| she loves taking pictures of you

!! 👻|| she probably wanted to make you visit the beach during the sunset

!! 👻|| she’s so proud of you..

!! 👻|| “oh, you deserve all of the praises of the world.”

!! 👻|| can’t even look at you in the eyes,, you’re so CUTE!!

!! 👻|| never leave you alone, never will or would

!! 👻|| always grips on your shirt so that you don’t get to be lost in a mission

!! 👻|| regularly checks up on you

!! 👻|| gives you LOADS of snacks during lunch

Setsuna Tokage

!! 🐊| COMMITTED IN THE RELATIONSHIP

!! 🐊| literally takes you out everywhere on ya’ll date

!! 🐊| don’t be shy, skateboard with her

!! 🐊| literally asks to be partnered up with you during the sport festivals

!! 🐊| will do everything for you

!! 🐊| have a reptile pet, you’re the only person knowing about that

!! 🐊| CHERISH YOU UNTIL SHE DIES

!! 🐊| “my sweet sweet pumpkin pie!”

!! 🐊| “let me kiss you until you can’t handle me anymore, darling.”

!! 🐊| she loves snuggling to your neck and leave soft kisses

!! 🐊| eyes contact is important

!! 🐊| you’re her favourite person

!! 🐊| ya’ll be ruining your sleep schedule for each other

!! 🐊| you guys always wear something that matches with the other (a hat, item, shirt.. etc.)

!! 🐊| setsuna announces her relationship with you to the class as if she proposed to you in a mariage

aight ya’ll, bye!

[babypandawrites]

Allies, Pt. 4

The Storm

Pairing: Sokka x F Reader Warnings: None Word Count: 1,790 Summary: You find out Sokka’s ideas are more terrible than you originally thought. 

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Getting abruptly woken up by something jumping on your face then your chest was not a pleasant way to be woken up.  Y/n bolted up in a panic, reaching for her bow that had been laying next to her.  “Huh? Uh… What’s going on? Did we get captured again?” Sokka spoke groggily next to her, he must have gotten woken up too.  Aang looked between his friends. “It’s nothing, I just had a bad dream. Go back to sleep.”  “Don’t have to tell me twice.”  Setting her bow back down, Y/n spared Aang a quick glance, before deciding she was far too tired to deal with this right now. Seemed like Katara was going to talk to him anyways. She fell onto her back, and rested an arm over her eyes.  “Are you all right, Aang?”  Not falling back asleep immediately, she listened in on Katara and Aang’s conversation.  “I’m okay.” “You seem to be having a lot of nightmares lately, you wanna tell me about it?” “I think I just need some rest.”  She heard Sokka move around next to her. “You guys want to hear about my dream?” There was a pause. “That’s okay, I didn’t want to talk about it anyways.”  When the others went silent, Y/n drifted back to sleep.  The next morning, Y/n helped Katara pack up their things. Aang sat atop Appa’s head, pointing out to the sky.  “Look at those clear skies, buddy! Should be some smooth flying.”  Katara examined the bag they carried food in. “Well, we better smoothly fly ourselves to a market, cause we’re out of food.”  Sokka looked at them alarmed. “Guys, wait, this was in my dream, we shouldn’t go to the market.” Y/n looked at him questioningly. “What happened in your dream?”  “Food eats people!” The three looked at him unimpressed. “Also, Momo could talk.” He turned to look at the lemur. “You said some very unkind things.” 

Once they’d gotten to a market, they got some food. Currently, Katara was judging the quality of some fruit while Y/n, Aang and Sokka stood off to the side.  “Ah, it’s good! It’s perfect, I’m telling you!” The shopkeeper tried to convince her of the quality, but she didn’t seem to be agreeing. She shook the fruit, which made a swishing sound.  “I don’t know if I like the sound of that swishing.” “Swishing means it’s ripe! It’s the ripe juices swishing around, eh?”  “I think it’s true, Katara, swishing means it’s ripe.” Aang agreed with the keeper, though Y/n was skeptical like her friend.  “I dunno about that.”  Katara put the fruit back. “I just realized we’re out of money anyways.”  The shopkeeper groaned, taking the basket of fruit that Sokka had been holding, kicking him as he walked by. Dejected, Sokka rubbed at the place he was kicked as they walked away from the stand. “Out of food and out of money, now what are we supposed to do?”  “I could get some forage-” Y/n’s suggestion was ignored.  “You could get a job, smart guy.” Katara said to her brother.  “That also works.”  Hands on her hips, Katara turned to look at Y/n. “You could get one too, you know.”  They walked past a pair of old people who’d been speaking amongst themselves, but were easily overheard.  “We shouldn’t go out there! Please, the fish can wait. There’s going to be a terrible storm.” “Ahh, you’re crazy! It’s a nice day. No clouds, no wind, no nothing, so quit you’re naggin’ woman.”  Aang looked between the other three. “Maybe we should find some shelter?”  Sokka scoffed. “Are you kidding? Shelter from what?”  “This apparent storm.” Y/n glanced up at the sky. “That’s what my bad feeling must have been about.”  “You had a bad feeling and didn’t say anything?”  She looked at Sokka with a blank expression. “You guys never listen to them.” “My joints say there’s going to be a storm! A bad one.” “Well, it’s your joints against my brain.” “Then I hope your brain can find someone else to haul that fish, cause I ain’t comin'!” “Then I’ll find a new fish hauler and pay ‘em double what you get! How do you like that?” Sokka grabbed onto Y/n’s wrist, and dragged her over to the pair. “We’ll go!” The man pointed at them. “You’re hired!”  Katara, Aang and Y/n gave him a look. “What? You said ‘get a job’ and he’s paying double.” The man looked at Sokka like he was crazy. “Double? Who told ya that nonsense?”  Y/n ignored the old man. “Hey, why are you dragging me into this?” “You were told to get a job too!” Pausing, he leaned close to her ear. “And if we both do it, we both get paid. That’s double the pay regardless!” 

Sokka was loading up the fishing boat that belonged to the old man, Y/n hesitantly helping him. She paused, looking up at the sky with worry. It’d begun to fill with dark storm clouds, and the wind was starting to pick up.  Aang had been looking at the sky worried as well. “Sokka, maybe this isn’t such a good idea. I mean look at the sky.”  “I said I was gonna do this job. I can’t back out just because of some bad weather.” Sokka continued to load up the boat.  The old woman from before looked at the kids. “The boy with tattoos has some sense. You should listen to him!”  The old man sat down some boxes, before looking over at Aang. “Boy with tattoos? Airbender tattoos… Well I’ll be a hog monkey's uncle! You’re the Avatar, ain’t ya?”  “Y/n, come on help me out a bit here.”  Sighing, she picked up a box, and followed Sokka below the boat's deck with it. When they came back up, the others were nowhere to be found.  Sokka noticed this too. “Hey, they left without saying goodbye!”  “You’re friends ain’t too polite, are they?” Y/n went to grab another box. “They’re plenty polite..”  She was ignored, as Sokka agreed with the man. “I know! This one time I was-” The old man cut him off, handing him a box. “Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, get below deck.”  The three went off onto the boat, and set sail to sea. 

It didn’t take very long for the wind to pick up immensely, nor for the rain to start pouring down. Lightning struck in the distance, as a large wave hit the boat causing it to rock aggressively jerking them around.  Y/n found herself gripping tightly on the boat's railing, as Sokka and the old man struggled to pilot the boat.  “You know, Sokka, I think this will be a really good teaching moment for you if we get out of this alive!”  “Yeah okay! I’ll never doubt one of your bad feelings again! Can you get over here and help us?!” “What the boy said!” She looked at them with an exasperated expression as the boat rocked aggressively, jerking the three around. “You want me to let go of the only thing keeping me on board?! Thanks but no thanks, I think I’m fine where I’m at!”  The man looked at her. “Girly there isn’t going to be a board for you to stay on if we crash this!”  Gulping, Y/n hesitated for a short moment, before letting go of the boats railing. She moved quickly to join the other two, but a large wave hit the boat. It jerked her back and caused her to tip over the boat's railing.  “Y/n!”  With a shout, she was able to grab onto the railing before she fell into the water. The railing was wet and slippery though, it was hard to keep a grip on it. “Sokka, help!”  Sokka left the old man to pilot the boat on his own, and rushed over to the railing. He braced himself against it, before reaching out to grasp onto her wrist, catching her just as her grip slipped from the rail. “Gotcha!”  He pulled Y/n back onto the deck, and she was quick to latch onto the railing for dear life, breathing out a relieved sigh.  “We gotta get over there and help him!”  “Are you crazy?!”  Their grips on the railing tightened, as another large wave rocked the boat. The old man looked over at the two.  “I ain’t gonna be able to keep this in control for much longer! Listen to the boy!”  “Y/n, go! I’ll be here in case you get knocked back again!”  She wasn’t very willing to let go of the rail, that had been horrifying and not something she wanted to happen again. But still, she hesitantly released the railing and ran over to the man to help him. This time she’d made it, and Sokka was fast to join them to help try and pilot the ship. 

Suddenly- and thankfully -Aang jumped down onto the boat. After stopping a part of the boat that broke from hurting any of them, he grabbed onto the rope Sokka had. “Hang on to the rope!” He airbended himself back up to Appa, pulling Sokka, Y/n and the old man with him. They all landed on the bison safely. Behind them a shadow appears, the sound of rushing water could be heard. A giant wave was progressively growing behind them. Appa tried to fly away from it, but wasn’t fast enough, causing them all to get submerged. Aang drifted away from them, using his Avatar powers to create a ball of energy around them all, rising them from the water and back into the sky. Once they escaped the water, Appa took them all back to a cave.  The old woman from before ran over to embrace her husband. “Oh, you’re alive!” Now frowning, she pointed to Aang. “You owe this boy an apology.” “He doesn’t have to apologize.” “Mmm, uh, what is instead of an apology I give him a free fish and we call it even?” “Actually, I don’t eat meat.”  “Fish ain’t meat.”  Sokka held out a hand to the man. “Seriously, you’re still going to pay us, right?”  The old man raised an eyebrow, before dropping a fish in the boy's hand. He made a frightened sound, dropping the fish to the ground.  Crossing her arms over her chest, Y/n looked at the man with a blank expression. “Really?!” He just ignored her. Breathing out a sigh, she looked at Sokka. “Next time we need a job, I’m picking it.” “That’s fair.”  “Oh and uh… Thanks for saving me back there.” Pausing she rolled her eyes in a joking manner. “Even if it was your fault in the first place.”  They shared a quick laugh. “Yeah, of course.”

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 278: MOMO IN CHARGE

Previously on BnHA: Deku and Kacchan were all “SIR, THAT’S OUR EMOTIONAL SUPPORT SENSEI” and got really ferocious and made a very passionate attempt to blow Tomura up and it was great. It basically did nothing, but it was still great. AFO was all “COME HERE LIL BRO”, and Tomura was all “silly Sensei, you can’t just take over my mind and body just like that”, and he was very confident of this despite there really being no evidence to back it up, but okay! Gran was all “time to make the fandom mad at me” and grabbed Tomura by the collar and yelled at him about Nana a bit, and then Bakugou and Endeavor made an even MORE passionate attempt to blow up Tomura, which may or may not have done some actual damage. The chapter ended with Gigantomachia battling Mt. Lady, just kinda out of the blue, which is FINE, but she had better be all right, though!

Today on BnHA: Everyone is all “WAUGHH IT’S GIGANTOMACHIA” and running around freaking out about it. The U.A. alums all kick some ass, and pretty much everyone else not from U.A. does jack fucking shit. Mt. Lady, who I plan on naming all of my future children after, does her best to stop Machia but he keeps flinging her aside. Kamui Woods is all “here I come with Midnight to put Gigantomachia to sleep!” and is PROMPTLY FUCKING MURDERED!? by Dabi because he’s a flammable tree man, and so Midnight falls all the way to the ground and is badly injured. So then she’s all “well I better call the most competent person I can think of to fix this mess” and dials up YAOYOROZU FUCKING MOMO, who proceeds to take charge LIKE THE BOSS SHE IS, and mobilizes the rest of the kids. And honestly I have more faith in them than in any of the adults at this point, so yeah, you know what? Let’s do this.

so I am possibly a bit spoiled on this chapter because I did a “top five predictions” post earlier this week, and someone replied to that yesterday on Thursday saying that they were mostly correct. I don’t know exactly how close to the mark I was though, and in any case most of the predictions were just “so-and-so shows up, probably”, so it’s not too bad. we’ll see how it goes!

OH THANK GOD MY BABIES ARE SAFE

I mean, CLEARLY they’re all about to be in horrible danger, seeing as Jirou is about to inform them of the whole “THE BIG GUY EVERYONE WAS AFRAID ABOUT WAKING UP WOKE UP” thing, but in the meantime at least Kami and Toadette and Honenuki made it back to the group safely

also Kaminari’s use of “Jirou-Jack” here is fucking inspired and I want him to teach a class on nicknames. isn’t he the one who coined “Yaomomo” as well? this boy has a gift and it needs to be appreciated

so Jirou is all “SOMETHING REALLY BIG IS COMING”, and actually she says “INSANELY HUGE”, which if anything is still an understatement, hard as it is to believe

WOW

“A BAD GUY IS HEADING THIS WAY?? SOUNDS LIKE IT’S TIME TO ABANDON THE CHILDREN IN THE WOODS” kjlfakh okay you know what?? fine!! you weren’t even going to do anything anyway so let’s not pretend!!

holy shit it’s like Mt. Lady isn’t even there

look at those speed lines!! goddamn. I just felt this huge rush of empathy for Mt. Lady though. like can you imagine growing up with this super-destructive quirk, and managing to become a hero with it against all odds, and having to put up with the manga making fun of you all the time just because sometimes you have a tendency to DESTROY A LOT OF STUFF, but it’s not like you can help it!! but the upside has always been that when your quirk is on, you are fucking UNSTOPPABLE though. so even though it’s been a hell of a rough ride for you, it’s worth it because you’re a complete badass and the number of people who can beat you out in terms of sheer physical strength is probably in the single digits. and you’re working really hard too, and lately you’ve been moving up through the ranks and actually becoming a damn fine hero if I do say so myself (and I do), and it’s like, about time though?? like finally, finally it is all starting to come together for you. and then this snarling trashrock person suddenly comes stampeding along and you put your all into trying to stop him, and it doesn’t even do a damn thing. like, holy shit. that’s just not fucking fair and YOU DESERVE BETTER, MT. LADY

anyway so she’s still hanging in there for now though so let’s check in with our villain squad riding on his back

lmaooo they’re all “I don’t even understand what is going on here”

YOU GUYS, THIS IMPLIES THAT THEY WERE ALL PLUCKED OFF THE GROUND BY THE SCRUFFS OF THEIR NECKS AND THEY HAD ABSOLUTELY NO SAY IN THE MATTER OMG. like I’m picturing Spinner being held by his cape pinched in between Machia’s thumb and forefinger, and awkwardly trying to lecture him like a mom with his hands on his hips all, “BAD GIGANTOMACHIA! NO! NOOOUAGH -- !” and cutting off with a yelp as he’s dropped onto his back

and I am glad they got Toga some clothes! I like to think Gigantomachia grabbed those for her as well. so thoughtful

wow Skeptic actually wants to go back to Re-Destro??

color me legit impressed. I underestimated your loyalty my dude. and let me also just take this moment to extend my gratitude toward Horikoshi for leaving the rest of the MLA out of it because good fucking riddance to them, goodbye forever hopefully!!

I guess they’ll be needing Skeptic’s quirk down the line for some reason? maybe he is meant to be like a new, less out-of-control Twice. smdh y’all out here trying to replace your dead buddy like a pet goldfish

who is this “they” Dabi is referring to

do you mean the heroes? lol yeah I guess they’re pretty distracted by the literal fucking kaijuu you’re currently piggybacking on

SIGH

“the Jakku team must’ve made a mistake” BOY, I’LL SAY. you know what, don’t even talk to me about that yet. it’s still too fresh. suffice it to say that your suspicions are correct and things in Jakku are not very daijobu right about now

anyway here’s a closeup of this bubble person just cuz

they are everything and I want them to be my friend. also there’s a squid person a few paces behind them who can probably do anything a squid can do. or they might actually be a shark person, actually. I don’t know. either way I love them

GETEN PLEASE GO AWAY

WE ARE PHASING OUT THE MLA!! MOVING FORWARD IT’S ORIGINAL LOV ONLY!! I’M SORRY BUT YOU DIDN’T MAKE THE CUT. we already have an ice character so shoo

OH DAMN MY MAN CEMENTOSS HAS HAD ENOUGH OF HIS NONSENSE TOO AHHHH YESS

1) hey so Cementoss is legit terrifying who’d’ve thought

and 2), did Cementoss always have a mouthful of gigantic perfect teeth each the size of a slice of bread, or is this just something I’m only noticing now because I’m behind the curve. either way, let me just say sincerely, DKJDLKFJLSKJG

RE-DESTRO YOU GO AWAY TOO!!

@waywardfacegarden​ you asked the other day which are the characters I actually dislike, and this is one of them lol. he’s just a big ol’ prick, and on top of that has the audacity to not even be interesting in any way so as to balance it out. anyway so apologies to any Re-Destro stans out there but I basically spend every panel he’s in hoping that someone will punch him in the face hard enough to finally make him shut up

anyway so my man Edgeshot is here though, finally!! but of all the people for him to fight! this is a real predicament for me. the most soothing character in the series contrasted with the character who grates my nerves the most. Edgeshot’s sexy ASMR voice is gonna be drowned out by all of RD’s punching and self-important ranting in the anime and I’m lowkey devastated but I’m gonna pull myself together and read on

SPEAKING OF SELF-IMPORTANT RANTING

Edge, if you can liberate us from having to put up with his insufferable ass once and for all I will be so grateful to you. can you do this. please. for me

and it looks like some other boring MLA villains are following along behind Machia so I’m gonna need someone to kick their asses as well. please

-- YESSSSSS

okay so now I see what that comment on my prediction post was referring to lol. I did indeed have my fingers crossed that these two would show up again, and sure enough! THE GANG’S ALL HERE YAY

and Mt. Lady is being sumoed aside!

anyone want tonight’s lotto numbers. during this brief fleeting moment of having my predictions be actually credible, I would just like to say that Hagakure is the U.A. traitor. thank you and goodnight

OH NO KAMUI IS WORRIED

HE LOOKS SO PANICKED?? OUT OF THE BLUE I SHIP IT SO MUCH?? I keep forgetting they’re on the same team and stuff and wow, I need to calm down

LOL MIDNIGHT IS ALL “NO TIME FOR SHIPS!!”

I wonder if her quirk will actually be enough to take him down? this is something I’ve been itching to see for a long time, actually. just how powerful is she? we know her quirk is more effective on males than females, but is anyone actually capable of resisting it? imagine if she really did just knock Gigantomachia out after all of this buildup. that would be some god-tier shit omg, DO IT

(ETA: I am just going to assume that since Horikoshi had to go to elaborate lengths to take her out of the fight, this means that her quirk really was capable of knocking them all out. another tragic case of Too Badass For The Plot. y’all better respect Midnight.)

YESSSSSSSS

is she stripping. you know what -- don’t think about it. I won’t let you ruin this for me Horikoshi. Midnight’s gonna be a badass because the ladies are fucking ruling this arc and that’s all there is to it

NOOOOOO

DABI GET BACK HERE I JUST WANT TO TALK!!

oh thank god, she’s all right. BUT KAMUI ISN’T THOUGH DLKJSFLKSJDG??!

did Kamui Woods just... die

(ETA: okay but for real, is there an actual curse in effect on the Billboard Top Ten right now, though?? did one of them accidentally disturb the tomb of some ancient king??)

...

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oH MY GOD!?!

NOOOOOOO WHY ARE YOU SO QUICK TO SLEEP ON MAJESTIC, LET’S SEE IF THEY CAN DO IT!! GIVE US MAJESTIC GOD DAMMIT

(ETA: Horikoshi is seriously just yanking our chain at this point. when Majestic finally does show up, he or she better have the coolest fucking quirk of all time, that’s all I’m saying.)

okay how badly injured is Midnight here, though?? she just fell all that way?? DO I NEED TO BE REALLY MAD. I CAN WORK MY WAY UP TO IT PRETTY QUICKLY, JUST SAY THE WORD. I’M ALREADY HALFWAY THERE HONESTLY. WHERE’S KAMUI WOODS

!!!!!!!!!!!

AND JUST LIKE THAT MY ANGER EVAPORATES INTO THE NIGHT, YESSSSSSSSS!! MOMOOOOO

holy shit. “a quirk that can stop that thing,” she says. and goes and calls YAOYOROZU FUCKING MOMO y’all I am barely holding myself back from SCREAMING right now I...

you guys

you guys. if Midnight and Yaomomo team up to take down Gigantofuckingmachia using some sort of MOMO MADE A MACHINE TO SPREAD MIDNIGHT’S QUIRK strategy, or whatnot?? I will fucking die on the spot. you can end the manga right there. Kacchan you can keep your quirk I don’t even care

“IT MIGHT BE AGAINST THE LAW” lmaooooo insert John Mulaney “WE’RE WELL PAST THAT” gif here. holy shit. listen, that is fine. if anything it’s even better

WHAT THE FUCK

DO I NEED TO START GETTING REALLY MAD AGAIN!?!?! FUCKING WHIPLASH, IS WHAT THIS IS, BUT YOU JUST TELL ME WHAT SORT OF OVER-THE-TOP REACTION IS NEEDED HERE AND I’LL GO FOR IT

(((( ;°Д°))))

[GRABS HORIKOSHI BY THE COLLAR] listen, you. if you only just now, for the first time ever, gave us a lady hero actually mentoring another lady hero, which we have somehow NEVER HAD BEFORE in almost three hundred chapters, only for you to then KILL OFF THE MENTOR IN THE MIDDLE OF HER GODDAMN SPEECH TO THE MENTOREE, I will... there’s... I’ll... okay, listen. DON’T. THERE WILL BE A RECKONING. CAPSLOCK SUCH AS THIS WORLD HAS NEVER WITNESSED!!

ヽ(#ﾟДﾟ)ﾉ┌┛

I DON’T EVEN KNOW HOW TO REACT TO ANYTHING IN THIS CHAPTER AND I’M LOSING MY MIND OVER IT

so the other kids are all “what the fuck” and “so Momo’s in charge??” which, YES!!! IT’S THE ONE GOOD PART ABOUT ALL THIS SO DON’T YOU DARE QUESTION IT

MOMO NOW IS NOT THE TIME TO BE CRIPPLED BY YOUR ANXIETY, YOU CAN DO THIS GIRL I BELIEVE IN YOU

hell, it’s not even just an “I believe in you” thing, because it’s not just belief, it’s fact. you motherfucking can do this, you are the most capable and brilliant student in 1-A, you just gotta have faith and let yourself shine!!

so now there are some more panels of Machia running and the villains and heroes fighting, blah blah blah. and Momo screwing up her face as she makes her decision...

YESSSSSSSSS

my baby girl is all grown up and TAKING THESE MOTHERFUCKIN REINS and MOMO I WILL LAY DOWN MY LIFE FOR YOU JUST SAY THE WORD!!

lol she’s all “Jirou use your ears and scientifically calculate how long it’ll take him to get here”, and Jirou is all “I can literally fucking see him, he’s gonna be on top of us in like two seconds” WELL OKAY THEN

thank god there are no adult pros left to fuck this up. is that weird that this is a real and honest and completely sincere thought that just ran through my head? like, at this point if any of the adults were around I’d just be afraid of them dying honestly. but with the kids I actually feel real hope that they’re somehow gonna do this. of course it helps that unlike the adults they’re pretty safe from being killed off

also! way to represent the entirety of class 1-B there Honenuki lulz. sorry, The Rest of Class 1-B

OH MY GOD

MT. LADY I WILL LAY DOWN MY LIFE FOR YOU AS WELL!! YOU HAVE MY LOVE AND FEALTY!!

I’M STANNING HER SO HARD I’M GONNA EXPLODE SOMEBODY HELP!?!

JIROU SAYS THAT MACHIA HAS SLOWED DOWN!! YOU GUYS I’M ABOUT TO GET “MT. LADY FOR PRESIDENT” TATTOOED ACROSS MY FOREHEAD

lmao at Shouji using his power of “putting some extra eyeballs on my arms” to inform everyone that Gigantomachia is Right Over There and Very Big

good job Shouji

oh my glob I have so much love for Momo right now that it can’t even fucking be contained. brb wildly flailing my hands around a little to try and release some of this excess excitement

maybe Momo can be president instead and Mt. Lady can be the vice president

NO THE CHAPTER IS ENDING I’M NOT READY

AND JUMP IS ON BREAK AGAIN NEXT WEEK TOO, FML!!

okay!!

Kaminari is so fucking brave right now I just want to crush him in a hug?! we know he’s still scared!! look at his eyes!! and he was freaking the hell out earlier too, and now the situation is much worse! but he doesn’t give a fuck because his friends need him! he is ready to be a hero, my little baby boy is all grown up and I’m so proud??

Mineta’s face in the bottom right corner is everything. I know, I know, boooo Mineta, but that’s still the best face anyone has made in the entirety of this manga

Tetsutetsu’s out here all “I humbly request to also represent class 1-B” and Momo is all “okay fine I guess we can have two of you guys”

can we all just stop for a moment to appreciate how KamiJirouMomo is alive and well. like, we had interactions between all three of them in this chapter, in all possible permutations? do you know how happy this makes me?? I am vibrating with joy??!

I really can’t stress this enough -- I have no clue at all what these little soda can things are (anesthetic, I guess??? you know, like how you sometimes buy cans of anesthetic at the supermarket?? what do you mean you don’t do that??), or what they’re gonna do with them. I have like negative clues. but DAMNED IF I GIVE ONE SINGLE FUCK. the next chapter can be them all fucking hurling them at his face for all I care. THE DETAILS OF HOW SHE KICKS HIS ASS DO NOT MATTER!! GOOD MORNING TO YAOMOMO AND YAOMOMO ONLY!! MY MOMO ACADEMIA

[babyboyblasty]

CHAPTER 11:

"Shhh, don't talk too loud! You'll wake him!"

"But we're almost there"

"Yeah but look at him! He looks so peaceful!"

"And pretty.."

"What?"

"What? I didn't say anything. "

"Hagakure-san, your bisexual is showing"

"Kyaaah!!!! I didn't say anything!"

Bakugou slowly blinked his eyes open and saw Ochako and Mina smirking at a flustered Hagakure who was flailing her arms around. Mina noticed he was awake and immediately looked his way with a smile. "Bakubabe! We're one stop away from the mall so wakey wakey~" she sing songed and Bakugou slapped the hand that was patting his head away.

"Uraraka-kun! Hagakure-kun! Ashido-kun! Get back in your seats this instant! Standing in a moving vehicle is completely unsafe and against the rules" Iida yelled back at the three and they laughed, doing as told with a 'yes class pres'.

Letting out a yawn, Bakugou sat upright from laying on Koda’s shoulder and stretched out his back. He was going to rub the sleep from his eyes but remembered he had makeup on and puffed his cheeks in annoyance at the inconvenience, crossing his arms with a frown. From beside Iida (who was chopping the air while lecturing the girls about safety protocols) Izuku couldn't hide his smile at how cute grumpy Kacchan was but then again neither could half the class.

Todoroki heard a quiet laugh from behind him and turned to see Satou there. "That Midoriya sure can't hide how bad he's got it, can he?" the other chuckled, speaking to Ojirou, and Todoroki's head tilted in confusion.

"How bad he's got what?" he asked.

"Hmm? Oh. I was just referring to the crush he has on Bakugou" he explained and Ojirou nodded along with an amused smile.

"Midoriya has a crush on Bakugou?" Todoroki frowned slightly.

"You didn't know? It's so obvious. Well, obvious to everyone except Bakugou that is" Sato laughed and Todoroki turned back around signaling the end of the conversation. Satou didn't seem to mind though since he went right back to speaking with Ojirou, this time about training. To be fair, Bakugou seemed oblivious to the fact he had practically nineteen pairs of eyeballs glancing at him from time to time even now. The bus came to a slow stop and everyone began to gather their stuff.

"We're here! Everyone stick with a moving buddy or group, no wandering off on your own" Iida announced and ushered everyone off the bus and towards the mall entrance. As hard as it was to believe (or not), class 1-A's infamous luck for attracting trouble had followed them well into their third year at UA.

Bakugou and Kirishima made eye contact as they got off the bus but the latter quickly turned away to go catch up with Denki and Sero. Katsuki won't say that it didn't hurt but he hid it and just moved on, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his shorts and beginning to walk forward with the rest of his classmates. Whatever shitty hair's fucking problem was wasn't any of his business but if it continued, he'll definitely take matters into his own hands. Eijirou isn’t cutting him off without at least an explanation.

"So we'll all meet up here in three hours. Does that sound fair?" Momo asked the class once they were in the center of the mall near the water fountain and everyone agreed, splitting up into groups with their friends. "Afterwards we can all go to the food court together." The students began to disperse and head in different directions after that, merging with the rest of the people at the mall.

Izuku hung back a little from his own group, Iida and Todoroki, when he saw that Katsuki was alone since Kirishima had gone with his other friends. He approached him and tapped him on the shoulder to get his attention. "Um, Kacchan? Would you maybe like to—"

"Sorry Midoriya!" a pale pink arm was suddenly draping over the blonde's shoulders and pulling them into a borderline chokehold. "We're going to steal this cutie for a few hours. Baku-yum is coming with us to do some shopping" Mina butt in. The blonde just 'tsked' with an eye roll but didn’t disagree.

"Right" the boy smiled though his shoulders sagged a bit. He had hoped to get to hang out with Bakugou for a while to talk, maybe possibly even just the two of them alone, but he guessed he was too late for that.

"You can join us if you'd like, Midoriya-kun," Yaoyorozu quickly added and the rest made noise of agreement. Behind them stood the rest of the girl squad and Aoyama, all looking at the green haired boy who flushed at the attention, especially under the intense stare of a pair of red eyes.

"Oh, um. No, that's fine. I was just leaving anyway. See ya later" he shyly waved at them and they all waved back, saying their goodbyes (and “au revoir”) with the exception of Jirou who merely nodded his way in acknowledgement and Bakugou who ignored it completely.

Mina took Bakugou's hand in hers and started leading him away god knows where. "See you in three hours, Midoriya!" she looked over her shoulder back at him and gave him a thumbs up.

"Where are you extras taking me now?" Izuku heard Bakugou groan.

"The question is more like where /aren't/ we taking you. We have three hours to kill" she laughed.

"Why me?" he complained but didn't make any effort in pulling away. Gosh how class 3-A loved their tsundere.

Deku looked at them leave, watching how they bickered the whole way in endearment.

"You look nice today, Midoriya."

The male jumped, turning to find Todoroki standing there.

"Ah! T-Todoroki-kun! You scared me" he shrieked. " And oh. I um, thank you Todoroki-kun. You look nice as well" he replied a bit awkwardly. He was never good at accepting compliments.

"It's for Bakugou, right?" the half and half male stated. It wasn't a question and Izuku knew it.

"W-what?" he sputtered and turned very red, looking around for anyone that might have heard or was eavesdropping into the conversation. The mall was full of people but no one seemed to be paying attention to the two UA students though, too busy doing their own thing to notice. "W-why, why would you—?"

"Me too" Todoroki smiled a little before it went away, replaced by his usual blank expression. "I hope this doesn't put a strain in our friendship. You're a dear friend to me, Midoriya."

"I um…" he mumbled, baffled. He was at a loss for words. How could he respond to that? "He isn't a girl" was what he said instead. Maybe he was only attracted to Kacchan because of the quirk. Or at least that's what he hoped.

"I know he isn't. And tomorrow when he turns back I will continue to pursue him if he'll have me" Todoroki explained. "It took me a while to see it but I think I've had feelings for Bakugou for a while now. I was told that you do too and I thought it was the right thing to do to give you a fair warning that I will be going after Bakugou as well."

"...right."

Todoroki and Izuku remained in a silence where neither of them spoke and only stared at each other, Todoroki with an air of indifference where he appeared unfazed and Izuku where his eyebrows were pulled together and his lips were set in a thin line in thought.

"Todoroki-kun, Midoriya-kun, there you are. Did something happen?" Iida approached them. He had gone to the bathroom for a second only to come back to his friends in a type of staring contest.

"Ah? Oh, um, it's nothing. Todoroki-kun and I were just talking. Shall we go?" Izuku put on a forced smile and if Iida noticed it, he didn't say anything and just nodded. In a way, Izuku was a little relieved at the intervention and he quickly moved to the other side of Tenya, keeping his distance from Shoto for a bit. Truth be told, he still wasn't completely sure of what just happened. Sure he thought Kacchan was awesome and amazing and cool but he didn’t like him like /that/, did he? He didn't think so, but knowing that Todoroki did like him that way didn't sit right with him either.

...

"Don't both your parents work in the fashion industry, Bakugou?" Jirou asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Yeah they do. What about it, ears?" the blonde raised an eyebrow.

"No, nothing. Just wondering how the son of two fashionistas could have such bad taste" she smirked.

"Oi screw you!" he growled.

"Ladies, no fighting. Okay Bakubabe, I need your opinion since I can't decide. This top with these pants or this top with the skirt?" Mina asked, stepping out of the dressing room like it was her own personal catwalk and doing a twirl a few feet away from them, striking a pose.

"I don't know. Get what you want" he shrugged with a dismissive tone and Mina pouted, giving him a look that made Bakugou groan. Jirou gave him one too. "Ugh alright, fine! Whatever. Get the top with the skirt. The colors suit your skin tone better and they're much more versatile than bright fucking red jeans. The pants look cool or whatever but you have enough of those. Besides, with the skirt and top you'll be able to mix and match more outfits so you'll get more use out of them. Plus the skirt makes your natural curves stand out more and gives you a more feminine and mature look but depending on what you pair it up with you can switch the style."

Mina was just expecting a random opinion like Kiri, Denki, and Sero said when she forced them to come with her (which she'd then overthrow and choose what she wanted in the first place), not Bakugou to give a full blown analysis as to why. Was her heart racing a bit?

"Close your mouth, Mina. You'll catch flies” Jirou teased, her hand raising up to her mouth to hide her snicker.

So far, it's been two hours more or less. Mina had wanted to keep shopping so Jirou joined the pink skinned girl and they dragged Bakugou along with them while the other girls and Aoyama went to get a manicure done. Momo texted Jirou a few minutes ago that they were done though so they were just waiting on Mina so they could pay and leave to meet up with the rest of their group in front of the nail place.

"I- yes!" Mina blurted out and Jirou noticed the subtle red peeking through pink cheeks. She was blushing. "The skirt and shirt it is then" she decided, nodding in approval, and went back into the dressing room to change into her own clothing.

Bakugou just grumbled and settled back into his chair while the other girl giggled into the palm of her hand. ‘There goes another one’ she thought to herself.

"What are you laughing at, ears?" the other looked over at her accusingly.

"Oh, nothing. Don't mind me" Jirou shrugged with a smirk, her finger twirling her earlobe mindlessly.

…

Somewhere on the opposite side of the mall were Iida, Todoroki, and Izuku. Everything seemed to have gone back to normal as they all talked between themselves and Tokoyami's group; Shoji and Koda. Or more like everyone but Todoroki talked. The ice and fire quirk user was too busy looking up vital information for research purposes on his phone.

It all started a little less than an hour ago when they were in a store and through the window, he saw how a boy with shaggy brown hair gave a girl a bag with something in it and the girl gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek in return. Todoroki hummed to himself a bit in wonder then turned to Iida. Izuku had gone to look at some hero figurines a few aisles down so it was just them in that particular section.

"Iida" Todoroki spoke and Tenya looked up from a nice tie he had his eye on and over to said boy instead.

"Yes? What is it, Todoroki-kun?" the male brought up a hand to fix his glasses instinctively but then remembered he wasn't wearing any. Force of habit.

"Why did that guy give that girl a gift? Is it her birthday?" he turned back to look out the window. The two of them were sitting quite close with their fingers intertwined and Iida refrained from telling Todoroki how it was impolite to stare.

"Um, it could be? But people tend to give the people they like gifts just because sometimes. To show they were thinking about them and that they care. There doesn't always have to be a special occasion" Iida explained.

"Oh" Todoroki nodded. He thinks he gets it now. Growing up the way he did, he never received presents just because. Only ever on his birthday or a holiday. He thought it was against the rules to give gifts just because but Iida said it was okay so it must be. “And if I give someone a gift, will they know I like them and like me back?" he asked.

"Well, maybe. But there's also the chance that they /won't/ like you back immediately or at all in some cases, however it's a good start" Iida patted the other on the back and Todoroki thanked him.

That's basically how Todoroki found himself where he was now. 'What to give to a boy that's been turned into a girl but only temporarily since he's still a boy as a gift to show you are interested' is what he typed into the search engine. "Gifts for Girls: 36 of the Best Gift Ideas for Girls to Let Them Know You Care" was what popped up as the first option and Todoroki thought it through before he clicked it anyway. It never hurts to check. 'A tumbler with a straw; she'll think of you with every sip with this cute decorative tumbler' it read. No. Next one. 'Lip duo; keep her lips moisturized with this cute lip balm and lip tint set!" Hmm… no. Next. 'Gold initial pendant necklace; These cute gold initial pendant necklaces are a perfect little gift. She will carry your initials with her always! (Bonus points if you get one for yourself with her initials too)'

While it does sound appealing to think about Katsuki wearing an 'S.T' or even just an 'S' pendant necklace around his neck, he doesn't think it's an appropriate first gift just yet. Maybe once they start dating he can get him one and even buy himself a matching ‘K.B’ one so they can match and be, quote unquote, ‘relationship goals’ like Mina says. That’d be nice. He’d like that. Shoto continued on to the next one.

'Jigsaw puzzle; This inspiring 500 piece jigsaw puzzle is a good activity to do together' he read. He'll think about it but he wants something better. Shoes was the next one but he doesn't really know Bakugou's shoe or clothing size so that's out. A candy making kit sounds fun but Bakugou doesn't really like sweet things.

After going through all 36, Todoroki still didn't have the perfect gift. If there was anyone who'd know what Bakugou likes better than anyone else, it'd be either Midoriya or Kirishima but he wanted to do this himself. He'll keep looking in the shops as they go. They have an hour left before going back so he'll find something. Todoroki was determined.

“Isn’t that Bakugou? Who's that he's with?” he heard someone say, and turned to Shoji. Following the direction in which he was looking, Todoroki discovered that it indeed was Bakugou and he felt himself go cold, hands clenching. This wasn’t good.

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[nancywheelxr]

For Sokka/Zuko prompts: falling in love + fighting non-bender style

hey, anon, i love you and i hope you like this <3

*

“Come spar with me,” Sokka says, just like that. The sun is setting in the sky and Katara’s food is beginning to stir Momo from his nap, and a few feet away Zuko can see Suki attempting to teach Aang a very basic fighting stance while Toph laughs. 

It still doesn’t explain why Sokka is still there, looking at Zuko like Zuko is the insane one for being doubtful. “Why?”

Sokka flails. “Why– because! Because I’m bored! Because I want to! Because– I don’t know, Zuko, why does anyone do anything?”

“You do realize you would lose, right?” He says instead of trying to parse through his reasons. Only Sokka knows how his mind works and after the awful days spent in the prison, Zuko’s learned it’s no use trying to follow his logic. 

“Excuse me!” Sokka gasps, offended in a way that shows on his whole face, “I’ll have you know, I’ve been trained by a master in the arts! I’ve got a space sword!”

He wonders how liberally the word trained is being used. “Still.”

“Oh, I see how it is,” Sokka sharpens in a smirk, arms crossing over his chest, and Zuko watches amused, a little disconcerted at the whiplash between expressions. “You’re scared you’re gonna lose. That’s okay, I get it, I’d be too if I were you.”

It’s not that Zuko doesn’t know he’s being played, he knows, but the challenge is still out there, in the air, and he has never been good at standing down. Sokka’s got him there and he knows it and Zuko knows it and probably even Katara, wherever she is, knows it too. “Fine,” he snaps, scowling because otherwise he’d be smiling and Zuko’s never been very good at that either. At least he thinks so, it’s been a long time, he can’t remember, anyway. “But don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

Sokka laughs. “Famous last words.”

*

A friendly spar is not something Zuko remembers doing. Training, yes, or showing off when he thought his father might be looking, or the thing Azula did where sometimes she would tackle him and they would wrestle and pretend it’s not meant to hurt, but not this, not until now.

But it’s nice, too, and it burns off the restlessness that’s settled ever since they left the Boiling Rock, and Zuko aches to think he’d been trying to destroy this sort of thing only weeks ago. His sword clashes with Sokka’s and they glint silver in the rising moon. 

Sokka grins.

In the moonlight, he glows, and Zuko thinks of the boy with war paint on his face standing as tall as he could in the way of a warship, and something in his chest twists and aches again– it’s been a long road to here, but he sees the ocean on Sokka’s eyes just as clear as they had reflected the waves that day. “Tired yet?”

Yes, Zuko wants to say, frighteningly so. “Not a chance,” he replies instead because that’s not what’s been asked, and presses harder, hits him in the ribs hilt-first, smirks like he’s learned.

And so it goes, steady like clockwork.

*

“You know,” Sokka says the next night, “this place is pretty neat, huh?”

Zuko, who knows this temple by heart already from patrolling every night before sleep in the first week, figures neat is probably the understatement of the century. “You could say that.”

“It’s at least on the top three places we camped,” he continues, pushing further on his attacks and forcing Zuko to pull back in defense. Then, his face softens a little, eyes darting fleetingly up at the moon and around the clearing, and this sort of vulnerability, of distraction, is the perfect moment to make his move, but for some reason, Zuko can’t bring himself to do it. Sokka grins ruefully and the whole world goes a little dizzy, “it kind of makes you wish we could stay here forever, doesn’t it?”

Feeling oddly off-tilt, he shrugs, distracted. “I guess,” he shakes his head, hopes to clear it with the whiplash.

Sokka rolls his eyes, lowering his sword. “Well, no need to sound so excited, jeez, I was just saying.”

“Sorry,” Zuko blinks, watches the muscles on his arms work as he reaches for his canteen, watches water spill down his chin, the curve of his neck, and disappear under his shirt. Right. It’s definitely time for a break. 

His own water does little to his dry mouth and it’s only when he tries to nudge their lanterns just a bit brighter but finds the flames flaring up higher, that he notices the racing of his heart hasn’t faded yet. Sokka smiles, and says something about their itinerary, and Zuko listens, and listens, and listens.

*

The Western Air Temple is left behind and it feels awfully final, Sozin’s Comet a hanging threat on the horizon. It won’t be long now.

Zuko sits on Appa’s back and watches Sokka, head bent over a map with his sister, the rising sun painting his skin. At his side, Toph makes a startled noise. “Really, Sparky?”

“What?” He frowns, dragging his eyes away to find her looking at him strangely. His face warms and his hands close into fists, even if he’s not sure why. Half of him kind of hopes Toph tells him, but the other half is terrified of the answer.

She shakes her head, makes a face up at him. “Nothing, just thought you should know– you’re so not subtle.”

It’s not like she’s wrong, but Zuko would still rather know what he’s letting show on his face now. Fear? Sorrow? Anger? 

It doesn’t matter, in the end.

It won’t be long now.

*

After his coronation, it takes Sokka three days to find him in his study, table littered with reports and law texts, an insurmountable mountain of things he must fix, must change, to even begin thinking of reparations. 

“How did you get past my guards?” He asks without looking up from the scroll in his hands. The candle by his elbow flickers, throwing golden shadows across the paper.

Sokka is smiling, Zuko can tell even while turned away, and there’s the rustle of his brushes being shuffled away from the edge as he leans against the table. “I’m like, a war hero now. It gets me places.”

“Suki let you in, then,” Zuko finally allows himself to roll up the scroll, tilt his head up for once to talk with him, and grins. He was right, Sokka is smiling, easy and malleable.

“Like I said, it gets me places,” he shrugs, kicks the leg of his chair, falling serious, “hey, she also said you’ve been here a while.”

Zuko sighs, feeling the exhaustion snaking around his bones, the tight aching on his chest from the branching scar Azula’s lightning left, the unsigned paperwork he left in his quarters this morning. “There’s a lot to do,” he says truthfully.

“Yeah, no shit, but it doesn’t have to be done in a day,” Sokka rolls his eyes, kicks his chair a little harder. There’s a crinkle between his brows and it’s very distracting, it makes Zuko want to reach out and smooth it away, trace the lines until they faded back to someplace peaceful. “And you don’t have to do it all alone either, dumbass. Come on, you need to relax before you combust in one big fireball of stress.”

“I can’t,” he rubs at his eyes, willing the weariness to settle back, and closes them for a second– inhale, exhale. “There’s too much– negotiations will begin soon, they’re sending ambassadors– and the school curriculum, it needs to be revised– and, and–”

“Zuko,” Sokka says, and his voice arrests Zuko’s focus impossibly. Zuko really wishes it didn’t because now he has to look at Sokka, give him his full attention, and it’s overwhelming. The moon is backlighting his figure and Zuko never noticed how much the blue of his clothes, his eyes, stand out in the red and gold of the palace. It makes Zuko’s lungs hiccup and his heart constrict painfully, a warm ache blooming just behind his sternum– a summer tide, heating up his skin against the night chill, and even before he asks, Zuko knows he would give him anything, there’s no choice for him. “Come spar with me?”

Zuko puts out his candle. “Yeah, okay.”

*

“I gotta say,” Sokka says, sword steady on his hands, “this place is a hell of a lot better than that clearing at the temple.”

The practice room has a mat to break their falls without leaving scraped skin behind, at least, and practice swords blunt enough they don’t have to worry about accidentally losing a limb. “The view isn’t all that great, though.”

Something shifts in Sokka’s eyes, softer and warmer. “I don’t know,” he shrugs with painfully fake nonchalance, “it looks pretty great to me.”

There’s a flush rising to his cheeks and Zuko doesn’t understand why for a second, but looks behind his shoulder at the closed doors, frowning, because this sounds like Sokka’s strangely smooth awkward flirting he’s witnessed. “I don’t think Suki can hear you from here,” he feels the need to point out, speaking around the sudden catch on his throat, “and the door’s closed anyway.”

Sokka chokes. “That’s not– I didn’t– what–” a pause as he seems to gather himself, “I didn’t mean Suki. Why would I mean Suki? She’d probably kick my ass for a comment like that, anyway.”

Zuko frowns. “Because she’s your girlfriend?”

Another round of startled coughing. It’s a really good thing those swords are blunt, after all. “We broke up, like, ages ago? After, you know, the comet and everything. It put things into perspective or something, I dunno. It was different, with no war or anything, when it was just us hanging out.”

“Oh,” Zuko clears his throat, something odd fluttering around his chest, and tries to think if there was something different about Suki in the past few days. He doesn’t think so? It’s hard to tell, he’s been busy and she always smiled when she saw him– it did feel like her eyes had grown a little more knowing lately, though, like she knew something he didn’t, but that could probably be his lack of sleep talking. “I’m sorry?”

Sokka snorts. “No that’s rough, buddy, this time?” but before Zuko could apologize for that too, he waves him off, “it’s fine, don’t worry about it. I think we just realized we loved each other better as friends. Maybe the fact that both of us are fine is a sign breaking up really was the right thing.”

“Like Mai and I,” he nods, understanding. Being with Mai had been nice, safe and comforting, but when she had taken his hand and told him she would be leaving with Ty Lee, Zuko hadn’t been heartbroken. Mai had smiled, a small pretty thing, and hugged him, face buried on the curve of his neck, and he misses her dearly, but loving someone doesn’t necessarily mean being in love with someone. 

“Yeah,” Sokka twists his sword on his hand, eyes following the arc it makes in the air, and his smile comes in gentle waves, washing over Zuko with its cheeriness. “Now come on, quit stalling– I’m so kicking your ass this time.”

With a sinking dread, Zuko refuses to acknowledge the realization just beyond his fingertips, curling his hands around the hilt of his dao blades fiercely, and ignores the gentle smoke wafting from his palms.

*

Denial doesn’t take him too far, unsurprisingly. His feelings for Sokka have been building without his knowing, a spring that’s grown into a river spilling into the ocean, stretching in all directions, far beyond the horizon line. 

It’s far too late to try and contain now.

Instead, Zuko will just have to learn to carry that around too, board it up away from the light, careful not to let any of it tumble out in the open. In the past, he’s never been very good at keeping his emotions in check, but since the Sun Warriors, he thinks he might be improving a little.

Not that Sokka makes it anywhere easy for him. So far, none of them have left, on the contrary– Katara has taken upon herself to boss the healers around while the injured are slowly trickling in from all over the countries, Aang and Toph have ingrained themselves in every one of his meetings since no one has dared to question their presence yet, and Sokka– well. Sokka seems to be everywhere these days.

Sure, Zuko knows they won’t stay forever, they all have a home to go back to, families to return to, but for now, well.

“Dude, wanna see how many fire flakes I can fit in my mouth?”

For now, there’s Zuko watching Sokka sit by his window, basking in Agni’s light and smiling at him while digging into the flake bowl even though he knows the spice will burn his tongue. “I’m guessing around two before you start crying?”

“It’s not that bad,” Sokka glares, but it’s mellow and gentle, late-afternoon lazy, and Zuko has to forcefully remind himself not to stare. “Yeah, no, okay, it’s bad, it’s bad!”

He pushes the milk he had nicked from the kitchens earlier just in case something like this happened towards him, snickering like he’s not hopelessly endeared. “I did warn you.”

Sokka glowers. “Shut up, I’m building up a resistance.”

“If you say so,” Zuko allows, knowing it will rile him up and make him flush, probably go into a rant, and hides his own smile. Affection bubbles on his chest, I know you, he thinks, I know you by heart.

Predictably, Sokka pushes off his seat, crowding on Zuko to tell him exactly where he could shove his condescension, and Zuko twists on his own chair to face him, an eyebrow raised. It doesn’t slow Sokka down, though, if anything, it inflames him further, makes him take another step forward, slip between his legs to poke at his chest.

“ – and, and,” Sokka trails off, looking down at where his legs have bumped on the chair, and seeming to finally notice how very close they had gravitated. Zuko shifts and his knees graze Sokka’s pants, and his skin seems to burn even through the cloth. Swallowing thickly, he risks looking up, shakily trying to keep a blank expression and feeling the ocean raging around his ribs. Sokka’s eyes are wide and blue, a gentle wave crashing on the sand, and any words die on his tongue. “So, uh.”

He hums questioningly, one hand clinging to the table edge, undoubtedly leaving soot burned handprints behind.

“I, erm, forgot what I was going to say,” Sokka admits quietly, and Zuko wants to think his gaze has slipped down to his mouth for half a second there, but it’s very hard to think when they’re close like this and if neither of them moves soon, he fears his chest might crack open like ice, spilling his love all over the floor, heart falling at their feet, bruised and stitched up as it is. “Hey,” he nudges his knee.

Zuko burns. “Hi?”

“I think– I think I’m gonna do something real stupid right now,” he says, “and I’m really hoping you won’t hate me for this later.”

There’s no hating you, Zuko wants to say, because he’s been falling since, perhaps, the South Pole, and by now, there’s no stopping. His feelings are an ocean and Zuko’ll drown in them.

Sokka doesn’t want a reply, though. He exhales shakily and suddenly, his hands are on Zuko’s cheeks and Sokka is leaning down, kissing Zuko. Lightning sizzles inside him and you don’t stare at the sun, so Zuko closes his eyes, hands closing on Sokka’s waist to draw him closer, feeling like he might die from this, would gladly die for this. 

“Hey,” Sokka says again, pulling away, and Zuko chases him that inch, a pull and push of tides, and there’s breathlessness in the air they share, “so, no hating, uh.”

Zuko touches skin under his shirt and feels Sokka shiver under his hands. “What do you think,” he murmurs, so painfully fond that his whole self aches with it, “I love you, dumbass.”

Sokka laughs, light and bright, like sea foam, and kisses him again, and again, and again, like he knows Zuko has been walking around with all these impossible wantings inside him and now there’s a hollowness that leaves him afraid he might float up if untethered. Like he knows Zuko’s never thought he’d get to have this, to be this happy. “You’re such a jerk,” he says, “I love you too,” a kiss, a hand tangling on his hair, his heart, bursting, “I love you. I love you. I love you.”

[suggiebabe]

Some MHA Boys AND Girls Getting Jealous

A/N: Oh hey there ;)))))) POSTING 2 DAYS IN A ROW??? WHO AM I LOL!!! I’m not sure if I’d post tomorrow though cause I have some lessons to take care of!! But enjoy these headcanons (that’s literally all I do, I am so sorry LMAO)!!!! I’m doing boys AND girls, so lets get it! Its my first time writing for the girlies!!!!

Pairings: Kaminari, Uraraka, Tsu, Kirishima, Momo x Reader

Warnings: Slight Angst but with a happy ending

The two of you decided to go to the beach for the weekend because why not! You had some alone time together, and this was the perfect way to spend it

On the train ride there, it was going perfectly, no one you two knew was coming, so it was guaranteed that there would be no distractions

Or so you thought..

As soon as you got to the beach, you went to change into your bathing suit, and he went to go change into his 

When you came out, he wasn’t ready yet, so you decided to sit on the bench outside of the restrooms

That’s when the familiar sight of green hair appeared in front of you

“Hey Y/N! Came out to enjoy the beach? Who are you here with?” he asked sitting down next to you

“Oh hey Deku! I’m here with Denki, we just thought it be fun to have a beach date!” you said, smiling at him, “who are you here with?”

“I came with Iida, the two of us were gonna get some training done out here. So wheres Kaminari? he asked looking around for the blond 

“He’s still changing, he should be out in a little. Oh look! There he is!” You stood up and waved him down, as soon as he saw the two of you, he frowned

“Whoa whats up with that face?”  Deku asked mildly confused as to why Kaminari wasn’t happy to see him

As he was walking towards you two, Iida also emerged from the bathrooms and called Deku over.

“Come on Deku! We don’t have time to waste! Lets proceed with out schedule!” Iida shouted

Deku said bye to you and Kaminari, and went on his way with Iida, and as soon as they left, Kaminari pulled you into a hug

“I can’t believe Deku saw you in a bathing suit before me... thats so unfair!” 

You smiled at him and patted his head, “he may have seen me, but he doesn’t get to spend the day with me! Now c’mon jealous boy, lets go have some fun!” you said, pulling him towards the water

“I’m not jealous!” he said under his breath

“Yeah, sure, whatever you say, now lets build the biggest sand castle ever!” 

He laughed, and got to building

It was your 7 month anniversary, and the two of you had decided to have a movie night in Ochacos dorm since you couldn’t leave the campus

The idea made you two extremely excited since you haven’t been able to have quality time together in a while due to hero work

The school day was rather normal, except Ochaco noticed that during lunch, Shouto seemed to have a lot of your attention. 

She would wrap her arm around yours, and you would pay little attention to it,continuing to talk with Shouto. The two of you extremely invested in the conversation you were having, so invested to the point where you didn’t even notice Ochacos glare towards Shouto

He got the hint, and slowly ended the conversation so there wouldn’t be any trouble, especially on your anniversary

After lunch, the two of you could hardly hold in your excitement for the rest of your classes.

After school, you both agreed to meet at her room at 7 pm to watch the movies you had picked out. You were in charge of the movies, while she was in charge of snacks

When you arrived, she welcomed you with a kiss, and the two of you got settled on her bed

“So what’d you pick out for us Y/N?” she asked, holding your hand in hers

“Well, I have a couple, but I wanted to watch this one first! Shouto recommended it to me, and it sounds really good!” you said squeezing her hands

Her smile turned into a frown, “So Shoutos your number 1 best friend now or what? You’ve been hanging out with his so much lately!” she said while pouting

You giggled at her cute expression, “Bun, are you jealous? Well fear not, because the reason I have been talking to Shouto a lot is because I know his taste in movies is so great! I wanted this night to be perfect for us!” 

‘Oh.. really?” she said, her pout turning into a smile

“Yes really, now lets watch this movie, he said it’d have you on the edge of your seat the whole time!” 

She blushed and then pressed play “I may have been a little jealous...” she said quietly

“I know” you said kissing her cheek

You and Tsu had always sat together for lunch, so when you approached her to tell her you had to go to the library with Ojiro to study for a quiz, she was a bit bothered, but she didn’t let it show

You promised her that you would walk with her to class when lunch was over, so that was a trade she was willing to make

Lunch without you was boring, but she was looking forward to the period ending so she can walk with you

When the bell rang, she waited for you, but you never came. After waiting a while she walked to class, she didn’t want to be tardy

1 minute before the bell you and Ojiro came running into the room, with your stuff in your hands, you two laughed as you went to sit at your desks

To say Tsu was bothered would be an understatement. Did you really forget to meet with her? Did she really not cross your mind?

Your mind was so occupied with the quiz, that you had completely forgotten about walking with Tsu. You looked at her, and made eye contact, but she quickly broke it, looking down at her desk. Your heart ached

After class you approached her and began profusely apologizing 

“Tsu! I’m so sorry! I completely forgot about our agreement!” you said pulling at her hand

She looked at you with a frustrated look in her eyes, “was Ojiro really that much more entertaining? How could you forget about your GIRLFRIEND?” she said frowning, but she didn’t pull away

You squeezed her hand, “Tsu, Ojiro wasn’t on my mind at all! It was this stupid quiz we had to take... I completely forgot about anything else.. I would never think about anyone more than I think about you, silly!” 

She smiled a bit, “Okay, well then prove it. After school, my dorm, movies and cuddles!” 

You smiled at her cuteness, “alright alright alright, if that’s what it takes for you to forgive me, then I’ll give it to you”

She kissed you on the cheek and you both walked to hero training, tonight was going to be fun

Of course you two are workout buddies, that’s how your relationship started in the first place!

The two of you agreed to workout after school in the dorm gyms to distract yourselves from the upcoming finals exams

After school, the two of you came up with a schedule to meet up an hour after school ended to walk to the gym, and get some work done

Everything went according to plan, and the two of you were able to get to the gym before anyone else

You and Kirishima don’t really workout together, but you workout in the same room, so it kind of made sense

You two started your own workout routines, and it kept you both pretty busy.

His routine differed on certain days, and today's workout seemed to take a bit longer than it usually did, so you decided to do another one of your workouts, a new one

This routine had some things you hadn’t done before, so you had trouble with a few of the steps, but got the hang of it for the most part

Except for 1. Pike push ups. 

You had tried to get Kirishimas attention, but he was so immersed in his own routine, he failed to hear you calling for his help

Lucky for you, Bakugou had just entered the gym, so you decided to ask him for help

After some argument, he finally agreed to teach you how to do it

“It’s just a push up, except you have your ass in the air, stupid” he said showing you his form

While the two of you were interacting, Kirishima looked in the mirror and saw you with your butt in the air next to Bakugou and immediately went to see what was up

By the time Kirishima was walking towards you guys, Bakugou left, and you were able to focus on yourself. 

As you were in position, you looked up to find your frowning boyfriend looking down at you

“What was that?” he asked crossing his arms

“Kiri, Bakugou was just showing me how to do some pike push ups, nothing weird” you said crossing your arms “I tried to get you to help me, but you were too busy..” you said pouting

“Awh babe, I’m never too busy for you, just come tap on me next time, and I’ll help you for sure!” he said giving you two thumbs up

You smiled at him, and nodded “alright, but you better always be prepared!” 

“I will, I will...” he said sitting down next to you, “So these pike push ups..”

It was midterms time again, and you had asked Momo for some help sine your English grade was SUFFERING!

Her being the lovely girlfriend she is, accepted your proposal happily since it was also just an excuse for the two of you to have some time together

Too bad for the both of you though, because other people in class heard, and immediately started asking for Momos tutoring as well

She couldn’t refuse, because she wants the best for everyone, and you were fine with that!

Time skip to after school when you were all walking to her dorm together

Mina was holding your arm and the two of you were talking about a new anime that had just come out

When Momo saw the two of you practically glued together and laughing with each other, she felt a jab in her heart, but she decided to ignore it

During the study session, you and Mina kept talking about the anime, and Momo was getting kind of fed up with the lack of attention you were giving her

“Excuse me, (Y/N) and Mina, could you two please pay attention? This chapter is important..” she said sternly, with made you both shut up right away

After the study session, you approached Momo after everyone had left

“Hey, are you ok? You sounded a little mad back there...” you said while playing with your thumbs on her bed

She sat next to you and grabbed one of your hands to hold, ”I apologize for my actions, but I guess i just got a little jealous over how close you and Mina were..” 

You looked up at her surprised, “Oh my goodness! Momo I’m sorry! I didnt realize!” you said while going to hug her

She hugged you back and the two of you fell back onto her bed

“Cuddles?” you asked in hopes to make it up to her

“Cuddles.” she said squeezing you tighter

Another A/N: Hey guys! Sorry some might be a little longer than others, I just had more ideas for that character! Today I discovered that my computer is a little waterproof after spilling a whole cup of water over it! Thank u computer gods for letting me write this post!

[kristallioness]

The guardian lemur

Summary: When Momo starts acting strange around Katara, she turns to Aang for advice.

Word count: 2,544

Author's note: I don't remember whether it was a blog post I saw here, or an online news article I stumbled across.. But, I think it's adorable when sometimes cats can sense if their owners are pregnant, so they become protective of them and start acting motherly towards them (like their natural instincts are kicking in). This cute concept inspired the following story. By the way, my mom has told me stories about how her grandmother (my great-grandmother) used to have a cat who'd catch mice and bring them back into the house and then release them, which infuriated her to no end. So, I guess this tidbit with Momo is inspired by that kitty, who didn't exactly understand how to be a cat. *lol* Anyways, I hope you like it since 'keeping warm' was one of my prompts, which I submitted this year (and it got chosen, yay!). Oh, and a happy beginning to all of you for Kataang Week 2020! *throws glitter and confetti*

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The kitchen was filled with a mixed aroma of seaweed, herbs and noodles, all boiling in hot water. Katara added a pinch of salt into the broth and stirred the liquid with a big wooden spoon before taking a sip. From the corner of her eye, she could see the winged lemur, who'd quietly been sitting next to her feet for the past ten minutes.

"No, Momo. You can't have any until I'm done cooking."

Momo merely scratched the back of his ear with his hind leg, but otherwise didn't budge. Katara did feel bad for not giving him a taste before lunchtime. She wasn't even sure whether lemurs eat noodles, not to mention ones made out of seaweed..

And there it was again, the gentle rubbing against her shins. Momo began circling her legs in an attempt to persuade her to give him something to nibble on. Poor thing must be starving, she thought. If he was trying to make her feel guilty for not feeding him, it worked.

Katara released a heavy sigh and stepped away from the stove for a second, her small buddy padding right after her on the floor. She opened a cupboard door and grabbed the last moon peach from their dwindling fruit supply.

The constant following around nor the tiny gestures of affection weren't the things that had been driving the waterbender crazy. It was their pet's new habit of bringing live prey into the household. Last week, he'd caught dozens of bugs, five mice, three hamsters, two frogs and one unconscious bird.

Aang had nurtured the bird back to health and released it into the wild. The frogs weren't a problem either, so Katara had simply shooed them out of the house and they'd found a cosy habitat in the pond in front of their home. Luckily the bugs were also typical inhabitants on their little island, and the ones Momo brought inside eventually became dinner for the domesticated frogs.

However, it was the rodents who'd soon found their way into the pantry. Within a day, almost half of their pastry supplies were gone. Katara was furious. She had to ask her husband to buy more food from the market, and her brother to come up with ingenious traps to catch the annoying critters without killing them, like Aang had pleaded, before they could destroy their entire food supply, not to mention the vegetables in the greenhouse.

What really got on her nerves were the times the winged lemur would approach her with that proud smile on his face, something apparently dead caught between his small fangs or in between his paws, and release his catch right in front of her feet. Only for her to watch it scurry away before she could even blink, let alone catch it.

"This is the last one. Here you go," Katara said as she squatted down and extended her hand. She felt confused when the lemur pushed it back.

"Don't you want it? C'mon, it's your favourite treee-eat.."

She threw the peach into the hallway like a ball, in hopes that Momo would leave her alone to go fetch it. He did fly out of the kitchen for long enough to let her return to her cooking, but came back with the fruit fully intact between his fangs.

"Well, go on. Eat up!" Katara urged him with a wave of her hand, but Momo let out a disappointed moan and drooped his ears at that. He dropped the peach in his paws and with the utmost care, he pulled off a small piece and offered it to her instead.

"Thanks, Momo, but I'm not craving for a moon peach right now. You can have it."

The lemur hesitated at first, but under her watchful eye, he finally bit into the juicy fruit, allowing her to finish preparing lunch for herself and her husband in peace.

Speaking of peace, Katara couldn't recall the last time she and Aang had been given a moment of privacy in bed for the past couple of weeks. Often times when waking up in the middle of the night to get a glass of water, Katara would discover that she'd inched further away from her partner, due to a scrawny furball who always managed to squeeze himself in between their tummies, no matter the positions they were in. Or if their intimacy wasn't being disturbed, she'd wake up due to the curled up, personalized heater sleeping on her belly whenever she was lying on her back.

Since when had she become a magnet for winged lemurs? Did she smell of something that attracted them to her? Had Momo grown fond of her and simply wished to spend more time by her side instead of hanging out with Aang all the time? Katara had no idea, but all of this was becoming a bit much.

As she poured the steaming seaweed noodles into two bowls, Momo leaped up and landed on her shoulders. He curled his tail around her neck for support, then held a leftover piece of the moon peach in front of her face.

"Oh, alright.." she chuckled, snagging the small piece from his paw and putting it in her mouth.

"Thanks, Momo!"

She scratched him from below the chin with her finger, earning a series of content purrs from the lemur. Once the bowls were full, she was ready to join her husband in the living room.

Aang was leaning on the windowsill, admiring the view of Republic City straight across the bay, when he heard footsteps coming closer.

"Lunch is served!" Katara announced as she joined him. The airbender grinned at the sight of two steaming bowls filled with delicious food, watching how she placed the tray on the coffee table in front of the couch. The smell that accompanied her was mouth-watering.

"Finally! I could eat a whole barrel of noodles by now."

His wife giggled at that comment.

"Well, I hope we didn't keep you waiting for too long."

He walked over to her, wrapping an arm around her waist and giving her a loving smile.

"Sweetie, I waited for you for a hundred years. I don't think you could ever top that record again."

Katara laughed wholeheartedly this time, letting him give her a quick kiss on the lips afterwards.

Aang tenderly ran a hand over her slight belly bump before beckoning her to have a seat on the couch with him so they could have lunch together. They both grabbed a bowl, along with a pair of chopsticks, and clinked them together like those snobbish citizens in the Upper Ring of Ba Sing Se would do.

"Dig in!"

While the couple indulged themselves, Momo hopped off Katara's shoulders and disappeared to a different room. She noticed the lemur fly off into the corridor, but didn't pay too much attention to it. At this point, she was grateful for any given moment she could get, just to be alone with her beloved.

"What do you think? Is it too spicy?"

Hailing from the Water Tribe, Katara had grown up with a blander range of foods available in the frozen landscape, with the exception of meat that was either cooked or fried, and seasoned prior to the devouring.

Hence she tried to spice up their plain meals, such as these noodles, by experimenting with adding various spices or herbs. Aang shook his head.

"Nah, I think it's really good. You might wanna go easy on the garlic next time. Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't wanna kiss me anymore if my breath stinks."

She laughed when he planted a greasy kiss on her cheek, after which she continued to slurp her own seaweed noodles.

Her attention turned to her feet when she spotted Momo, who'd returned from another one of his adventures. For a second, her heart dropped at the sight of a mouse caught between his teeth. Fortunately, it was just a toy he'd brought along.

"Momo, why are you bringing your stuff here? Do you wanna play?"

The winged lemur jumped up on the couch and supported his front paws on the waterbender's thigh, dropping the toy right into her lap. Katara stared at the fake mouse for a mere second before Momo flew away again.

"Wait! Where are you going? I was gonna play.. with you.."

She sighed, picking the toy up from its string of a tail. Aang could sense her frustration.

"What's wrong?"

Katara put her half-empty bowl on the table and continued to stare at the toy mouse hanging from her fingertips. She twirled the tail around, making the rest of its body spin.

"I don't know. Momo's been acting really strange lately."

"Strange how exactly?"

"He's always following me around and rubbing himself against me. Not to mention he's practically invaded our personal space in bed. I don't need to remind you that he's bringing all kinds of small creatures inside the temple every day.."

Aang's focus shifted from her complaining to the culprit himself. Momo had returned to the living room and he gleefully hopped beside the waterbender, this time dropping his favourite ball in her lap.

"..He brings me food even when I'm not hungry. And now, when I find a place to sit still for a little while longer, he keeps piling some of his toys around me."

Momo tilted his head and stared back at the airbender, almost as if he was trying to communicate with him. Tell him the motives behind his actions and all the mischief he'd caused within the last month. Katara picked up the ball he'd dropped.

"See?.. Aang, are you even listening to me!?"

"Sh-shh!" he hushed her, raising a finger to her lips so she'd quit yammering.

"What?"

He pointed down to her stomach. Both their eyes were fixed on the winged lemur, who lay down in the waterbender's lap and nestled the side of his face against her round belly, one ear covering it like a blanket. Momo looked up at the married couple, then shut his lime green eyes and began purring ever so silently. Aang started laughing, but Katara became even more annoyed.

"What? What's so funny?"

"Oh, Katara.. He can tell when you're in the family way. He's trying to take care of you and the baby in the only way he knows how - by acting as a daddy lemur."

Her face twisted through several expressions of anger, confusion and eventually, realization.

"So, that's what he's been doing this whole time? Tending to me as if I'm an expecting mommy lemur? Which I technically am, except for the lemur part.."

Aang reached his hand out to pet his caring companion. The winged lemur arched his back a bit and nuzzled his face against the fuzzy material of Katara's coat. His purrs become louder with each stroke.

"Momo can sense that there's life growing inside of you, so he's been acting like a proper papa lemur and looking after the unborn child and its mother. That includes bringing you food and stuff to play with to keep you well-fed and entertained."

Katara felt as if he'd opened her eyes to a whole different reality. She never thought that Momo's odd behaviour could be related to the fact that she's pregnant now. The timing fit, and Aang's reasoning explained the weird new habits.

"But, what about the snuggling? Why's he so keen on sleeping on my stomach?"

"He's trying to keep you and the baby warm. Also, since there are a lot of hormonal changes going on with you right now, your body's radiating more warmth in this area," Aang explained by running his hand over her bump, careful not to move the lemur's ear off of it.

"Which means your stomach is the perfect hotspot, literally. You're keeping him warm, too."

"Where did you learn all of that?" Katara wondered, her tone playful and curious at the same time. The cheeks on her husband's face turned crimson and he looked away for a moment, rubbing the back of his bald head awkwardly.

"I might've found some books about pregnancy on the top shelf of the bookcase in your office the last time I was waiting for you to finish work..."

She giggled and rewarded him with a soft peck on the cheek for being so caring and putting in more effort to understand this new "condition" of hers better.

"Thanks, sweetie. I appreciate you looking out for me."

Aang accepted her gratitude with a wide grin, and by snaking an arm around her shoulder to pull her closer. After that, she joined him in stroking the winged lemur, who seemed to be happily napping in her lap.

"Oh, Momo.. Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

He looked up at Katara and let out a short disgruntled screech that could've been translated into an 'I told you so'. She laughed at that.

"Oh, okay.. I guess you did tell me. I was just too oblivious to pick up on the signs."

Momo rested his head in her lap again and raised one of his ears above her belly bump.

"Why do you think he does that thing with his ear?" the waterbender wondered out loud, tenderly running her hand over the soft fur on the lemur's head.

"Maybe he's listening to what the little tyke is doing in there. Animals can hear sounds with a much higher frequency. Take my bison whistle, for example. We can't hear anything, but Appa always comes to me when I blow it."

"I doubt that Momo can hear anything else besides my stomach growling. I mean, the baby hasn't even developed a heart yet. Believe me, I've checked.. If anything, he might be able to sense its movements in my womb."

Katara was right. She was barely into the last weeks of her first trimester. As hard as she'd tried, she couldn't detect the baby's heartbeat through her healing abilities yet. And it was too early for it to start kicking her, too.

The only changes she could sense in her body were the slight weight gain, which led to her developing a subtle belly bump. Her breasts had become a bit tender, which meant that making love with Aang at night would be less fun for a while. Not that he wasn't being more gentle with her because of this.. And finally, some unusual cravings, which was probably why she preferred to cook spicier foods recently.

Either way, these slight changes were enough for Momo's paternal instincts to kick in. He rolled over onto his back and let the couple scratch his soft belly instead. The corners of his mouth curled into a content smile as he purred against Katara's tummy.

"Aww! I guess this is kind of endearing. Plus, this way the baby can get acquainted with one of its future furry friends, too. That's right! Yes, you can!" she cooed to the winged lemur, who rubbed himself against her thighs as he twitched with delight at her scratches.

"But no more mice in the house, okay? I'm capable of finding my own food," Katara said with a wave of her finger, to which Momo replied with another chirp. Translation - 'yes, madam'.

[romanceimp]

Love Bakugo Pt 5: The Letter

The red light of the sunrise was just starting to appear over the horizon. Tears were already brimming in your tired eyes as you opened your sock drawer. You took out the letter, which you kept at the bottom. You’d felt it would be well hidden and kept safe there, especially since your sock drawer, was your own. Looking at the letter, the memory of that night was becoming more and more clear. It was just after graduating UA, and Momo had thrown a party at her house for everyone. You had gone out to the garden to contemplate your entire future. You were half excited, half terrified to start the rest of your life. You were staring into one of the many fountains when Katsuki had come to stand next to you. “I don’t know how to feel about it either...” he’d said. It was the closest he had ever admitted to being scared. “I just don’t know if I’m ready... to move on,” you had said back. You turned to him, and you remember being surprised that he had such a soft expression on his face. He placed his hand on your hip, “do you remember that day in the stairs when you made me be your friend?” You touched his arm, and slowly stroked up and down his arm with your fingertips. “I didn’t make you, ya goon, but I remember that day.” He hadn’t been furious that you’d called him a name, it was then you knew something was changing. “Listen, I’m glad it happened, that we became friends... but,” he took a deep breath, “I don't wanna be friends anymore.” He leaned down and captured your lips in a thrilling kiss. He pulled you into him with his hand on your hip, and the other was holding your face. His lips were softer against yours then you’d imagined. He was gentle but fiery and passionate as always. It was the first time he had kissed you and you felt like you were being ignited from the inside out. He pulled away and said simply, “I’m not great with... this saying how I feel crap, but I know I gotta do it, so here.” He’d shoved the letter at you, embarrassed. “Read it, then give me an answer.” Here you were, years later, you’d kept it but never given him an answer though you’d read it at least 100 times. You turned the envelope over in your hands. It was blue, it had your name written on it in Bakugo’s unique and surprisingly neat handwriting. On the front, he’d placed a sticker of a small cloud. The letter had been opened and closed so many times that the sticker didn't hold it together any longer. You took out the letter itself, a single tear found it’s way onto the paper. You were crying for real now as you read the letter, it went as follows... Hey, I’m shit with not the best with saying how I feel, so I figured I’d try writing it out. That day in the stairs was the beginning of my feelings for you. Sometimes when you’d beat me in a match, and turn me into a damn sniveling puddle of a man for you, I’d pretend your quirk hadn’t worn off so I could just say how I feel. I don't know if you feel the same way, and I hope that by now I’ve gotten the courage to kiss you. I love you and I want you to be mine, even if it’s just for a while. But I don’t like that many people and I like you, so I wouldn’t mind if you were mine forever. Just let me know, do you want to be mine? Do you want me to be yours? I want us to belong to each other and Im sure that sounds fucking stupid but it’s true. If you do, I’m waiting for you right now. And if you don't, it’s okay. Just know I will think about you, care about you, always. Yours, Bakugo Tears were streaming down your face but you grabbed your phone and called Katsuki anyway. He answered on the first ring but he waited for you to speak. “I don’t deserve a second chance, I-I don’t even deserve for you to hear me out. I should have told you what I was thinking at the time but everything was changing a-and I was just so scared. And this is so stupid but I was scared of being truly happy... for once. Because- if I ever did something...a-a-and messed it up, I don’t know if I could handle that...” You tried to slow your breathing, to collect yourself, to say everything you’d held in for so long. “Katsuki, I love you, I have for longer than i’d like to admit, and I’m so sorry I waited this long to tell you. I’m so mad at myself right now- but I fucking love you a lot okay? I don’t care about the revenge anymore because... I feel like the point of it was- I just- you care about me more than anyone ever has. I love you, I love you, I’m sorry-” He hung up there. He’d said that it wasn’t too late at the car earlier but maybe he’d had time to think about how long it took you to come to this place and maybe he had changed his mind. He had a right to. After all, it had taken you years to admit this, why should he still care about you like that? You held your head in your hands as you cried over the loss of love. The love you’d tried so hard to make real between you and your boyfriend and the true love that you’d let get away with Bakugo. You felt like you were being swallowed whole by regret. You flopped face down into the mattress and wailed, freeing yourself of the guilt and anger and sadness that you’d held back for so long. 

“Hey babe? What’s wrong?” your boyfriend was finally back from his escapades it seemed. You lifted your head, your breath shaky. “Get out,” you said softly. “What’s wrong with you huh?” You whirled around now, “What’s wrong? What’s fucking wrong? You’re cheating on me!” you yelled at him. He jumped back, worried, but quickly covered his fear, “what are you talking-” “you know exactly what I’m talking about you piece of shit.” You were staring him down, waiting for his resolve to break, “babe, it was work.” “STOP LYING!” You were done, you ran to the closet and grabbed a suit case. You laid it on the bed and started ripping open drawers, throwing your clothes into it. “We can talk this out babe, I think you’re overreacting a bit, it’s a misunderstanding, if you’d let me explain-” “Fuck you.” You were shoving clothes and other precious belongings into the case. You went back to the closet and grabbed another suitcase. You picked up an armful of sweaters, dresses, and coats and threw them in, hangers and all. You grabbed your jewelry container and took out a pair of earrings he’d gifted you a year ago for your anniversary. “You can give these to that other girl,” you said as you chucked them at his head. He dodged them and then shouted, “you’re acting crazy! there’s no-one else!” You stopped and put your head in your hands. “Katsuki told me everything weeks ago, he saw you coming out of the closet with her at work.” This time his face dropped for real, “he what?” You didn’t answer him this time, just continued packing. “I was planning on getting revenge for your cheating on me, Katsuki was helping me do it, but now I don’t care about that anymore.“ Your ex boyfriend was standing against the wall, puffing out his chest to keep his ego in check. “You know what? I haven’t been in love with you for a long time, and it took all this for me to figure that out.” You could tell those words stung him. “Where the hell do you think you’re gonna go huh?” You were zipping up the second suitcase, “I honestly don’t know, I just know that right now, I’m leaving you and I’m never coming back here...”  “He’s the fucking cheater, he should be the one packing up.”

You whirled around. Bakugo was standing behind you, in the doorway of the apartment. “Katsuki,” you paused taking him in. He was wearing the same clothes from earlier and his eyes looked tired from lack of sleep. “What are you doing here?” you asked as you advanced towards him. He smiled and put his hand on the top of your head. “I figured you were mad... cuz you hung up and-” he stopped you, putting his hand on your cheek. “I just couldn’t tell you this over the phone, I had to see your face, tell you in person...” You waited, studying his softened expression. “I’m not just gonna be your rebound, I’m in this for the long run and it’s all or nothing. So you better be serious about us because I’m dead serious.” He was staring into your eyes, searching for the truth behind them. The tears welled back up in your eyes. “You are so much more than a rebound, and I am very serious, but I want to take things slow and do this the right way... I don’t want to rush in and ruin it.” Bakugo brushed his thumb along your cheek and you leaned the weight of your head against his palm. “You’ll ruin nothing, and as long as I have you... it’s not slow.” Your ex boyfriend was standing in the doorway watching the entire exchange. “Oh I see now, you thought that just because I was having sex with someone else you could go and make a whole new relationship?! You’re such a bitch you know-” “Shut the fuck up...” Bakugo  growled then turned towards your ex-boyfriend. “Oh buddy, you better start packing up right now before I destroy you.” You grabbed his hand and pulled him back. “No Katsuki, it’s okay, I’m leaving. I want to.” Bakugo looked as if he wanted to argue, but instead he walked straight into the bedroom. He looked your ex-boyfriend up and down, before punching him directly in the face. You watched in delight as your ex crumpled to the floor, holding his nose and whining. “You’re scum, I want you to remember that,” Bakugo yelled before picking up your bags and heading towards the door. “You’re sure you wanna leave?” he asked. You nodded, “I want him to be alone in this house, think about what he did... and I don’t wanna be anywhere that I shared with him.” Bakugo nodded and gave you a smirk, “then you’ll stay with me.” You had told him you couldn’t do that, you wanted to take things slow. But as he was putting your bags in your car for you he spat, “tech, where the hell else are you gonna go?”

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[burnedbyshoto]

And They Were Roommates - Part Three

modern!AU - Part Three

Part One⋆⋆ Part Two

todoroki shouto x female roommate!reader

warnings: angsty, fluffy, sweet smut, mentions of alcohol

word count: 7,075

A/N: so this is the end of this series that i did for reaching 100 followers, and now i’m at 200+ and my heart is just so happy that you guys are here with me!!! thank you so much for every like and reblog, you have no idea how much i cry whenever something reaches 20 notes LOL. so anyways, please enjoy its a lot... sorry... i got carried away, but the two third of the story is entire plot related then yall animals will find what you’re looking for at the end!!!! love you all :D

You were not all right.

After falling asleep crying in your room, you had woken up the next morning feeling completely overcome with sentiments you had only considered to be nothing but drunken lust hammering away at your heart. But you were wrong they were true feelings. You couldn’t stay at home, not when you could still hear the moans and screams of Hotaru-san echoing in your mind. Not when he ignored you for a week and was ready to jump back in after sleeping with another.

You could not take it, you wanted to kick Todoroki out of your apartment, but all you had been were drunken fuck-buddies. That wouldn’t be right of you, so instead, you seized the only duffel bag you owned from when you were extremely active at the gym and filled it up with clothes. Making sure to grab enough clothes so that you wouldn’t have to borrow any for at least a week, you pulled on a hoodie, uncaring that you were still wearing the same clothes from yesterday and entered the bathroom to grab your toothbrush and brush your teeth.

Making sure to finish up quickly, you found yourself scurrying back to your room, grabbing the duffel bag and quickly walking out. Your heart pounding as you heard the squeaky door of Todoroki’s room opening. You blundered when putting on your work shoes but still managed to open the apartment door and left making sure to lock it as you left.

Pulling out your phone you sighed, you guessed it was time to text your best friends who were willing to take you in until you could handle seeing your apartment again. You almost cried when you got an almost immediate reply from none other than Yaoyorozu Momo saying that you could take the spare room in her house. So you took off, heading straight to the train station.

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“Sweetie, do you need some tea? How about some coffee?” Momo asked as you tossed your duffel bag on the bed.

“I’m fine, Yaomomo, and honestly I can’t thank you enough for letting me crash here.” You rubbed your eyes as a stifled yawn left your mouth, “I have work in a few hours, so I think I’ll wait for the caffeine until I can’t focus anymore.”

You stretched your hands above your head as Momo played with the edge of her business skirt, her eyes observed you, and you just knew that she was trying to figure out what exactly was wrong. You attempted to smile at her, trying to release the tension in the room, but your cheeks quavered entirely too much when you held it longer than a second. 

“What time are you off of work, the other girls hope to come over, and perhaps we can have a fun night in so you can feel better!” Momo exclaimed her hands clutched tightly in front of her chest, and you swore you could see stars shining in her eyes. “It has been so long since all seven of us have been together, since you’ve been working so long, and of course, spending those nights with that mystery roommate of yours.”

That hit a nerve, and your face completely fell, and a proud yet sad smile came to Momo’s face, “So the sleeping with the roommate finally spoiled, you’ll have to tell me about that later, okay?”

You laugh slightly as peered at the official I.D. badge on Momo’s work shirt, “I promise, now can you go to work? You’re going to be late!”

Momo sighed, contemplating if she should truly leave or not, but you looked like you wanted to be alone right now. Especially if you were going to be working in a bit as well.

“Okay, well, I’ll see you tonight!” Momo retreated leaving you in your misery to wallow.

Seeing that you had an hour and a half to get to work, you grabbed the spare towel Momo had given to you and went to the bathroom that was connected to the bedroom, god how were your friends all so rich? Why did they even associate with you for that matter?!

You found yourself soon relaxing under the hot jet of water, letting the steam fill the room as you watched water drops fall from your eyelashes. You ran your fingers through your scalp at a slow pace, rubbing circles and paused as you felt hot tears run down your face. Stepping under the jet of the water completely, you washed the shampoo out of your hair as you watched the sud filled water mixed with your tears go down the drain. Sniffing you tried to finish the rest of the shower as slowly as you could, relaxing slightly at the smell of the strawberry shampoo and conditioner that Momo had in this shower.

Gradually you felt better, shutting off the water and wrapping the towel around you. Grabbing another towel, you wrapped your hair up grunting as a strand fell into your face. You quickly dried up, and pulled out your makeup pouch, filling out your eyebrows carefully, satisfied you then went to applying a nude shade of eyeshadow, adding a quick wing, mascara, and of course the red lip as you finished choosing not to do foundation because your skin was perfect today. You stepped back pouting at yourself slightly trying your best to not remember the pouty red lips of Hotaru-san, the red of Todoroki’s hair as your breath hitched again.

Shaking your head, you walked out of the bathroom and grabbed your work outfit putting it on after hanging the towel, and you froze while you buttoned up the shirt as your phone buzzed. You grabbed it, assuming it was the chat with your girlfriends given they had blown it up after you had asked for help.

todoroki: you forgot your name tag, do you need me to bring it to you?

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You cursed out loud rubbing your temple, you could always just steal one of your coworker's nametag, for the time being, no one needed to know your name anyways.

you: no.

Your hands trembled as you pressed send and put the phone down, finishing dressing as you heard another buzz, but you willed yourself to not pick up the phone. Instead, you walked over to the mirror, and let the towel on your head unwrap as your h/c hair fell. You manipulated your hair to best suit it not falling into your face and deciding everything was okay, grabbed your purse and phone and walked out.

It didn't take long for you to cave and look at the text, however.

todoroki: okay, see you tonight. I bought your favorite.

You felt yourself needing to throw up as you remembered it was Sunday. But you slipped your phone back into your pocket, deciding to leave him on read and went off to work, unsure of the trials it would bring today.

When you got back to Momo’s house, it was thirty minutes later than it should have taken as you had instinctively returned to your apartment, only to halt and turn back as you exited your regular station.

“I’m home!” You called out as you slipped on the slippers that had your name embroidered into the heel, smiling as you saw seven pairs of very different shoes waiting at the entrance of the house.

You heard the scurrying of footsteps and your grin only increased as seven women embraced you in the middle of a hug, “Y/l/n, how I missed you!” Hagakure squealed as she was the one who managed to reach you first.

“Yeah girl, we have so much to catch up on!” Jirou’s voice laughed in agreement from somewhere outside of the circle.

“Let’s not smother the poor lady,” Mina exclaimed pushing her way towards the front of the circle, managing to get her arms securely fastened around you, “Right after I’m done with my hug of course!”

“Mina, I don’t think y/l/n wants a hug from just you!” Uraraka teases as Mina huffs releasing you. 

“Are you okay, why were you looking for a place to sleep?” Tsu asks as she approaches you, a concerned look in her eyes as her hands grab your own.

“I-It’s a long story.” You whisper as you take a hand from Tsu’s hand to wipe away the tears that form, and suddenly you’re back in the middle of a hug being walked slowly away.

The seven of you eventually ended up in a circle in Momo’s entertainment room which was filled with pillows, blankets, alcohol, and pizza. Some random rom-com movie was playing in the background as the seven of you chattered away.

You had originally met them all during a Mixed Martial Arts for Females Only Class at the gym you attended last year. They were all friends previously, and you just seemed to click perfectly in their little group. The girls were also co-workers, all working in the same–or at the very least related–company. You were applying to the company that Uraraka and Tsu were at, but given that you had no ties to the hiring committee, you weren’t able to secure an interview until yesterday. You knew that they also had a tight group of male friends who worked there as well. Momo had told you that they worked with a bunch of guys they had known since high school.

You were also aware that four of them had married within the group, but you weren’t friends yet when all of this happened.

You were sipping your wine when your phone buzzed with a text notification, it was past eleven now.

“Is that, what’s his last name again, Todoroki?!” Momo exclaimed, her cheeks flushed even with the tiniest sip of wine.

You glanced at the notification and nodded your head, you had managed to finish the entire story to them, only saying what his last name is given it was extremely common. You had even admitted to them that you had gained feelings for Todoroki, and were positive they were real or else this emotional turmoil would not be happening the way it was happening.

“We got you, girl,” Mina exclaimed grabbing the phone as Hagakure, Momo, and Uraraka surrounded her to read the message, “Ahem, from Todoroki: are you almost home, I’m getting worried. It’s late.”

You snort softly rolling your eyes as you swallow the rest of the wine in your glass and lay on the nearby pillow as the girls whisper about whether they should respond. They eventually decided to leave him on read, won by your final vote. You just did not wish to give him the comfort of you being safe.

“Okay, so let me get this straight, this Todoroki hot-as-fuck roommate had sex with you more often than horny rabbits within months, and just dropped you for some other gorgeous bimbo?!” Hagakure cried out, her hands running through her hair in complete dismay of that thought. “Was he using you? You didn’t give him a special price for the room if he slept with you?!”

You shook your head laughing slightly, oh if only that was the case. “No, Hotaru-san was sweet, plus I am not sex crazy enough to give a rando from Craiglist a discount on my apartment just because he’s attractive.” You shake your head as you reach out for a slice of pizza.

“Hotaru….san?” Jirou blinks rapidly, her eyes wide as saucers. You huffed, annoyed that you had accidentally let the women name out having not intended to let that information out. “Guys is y/l/n talking about our Todoroki and Hotaru?!”

You sit back up, pizza slice in your mouth, your eyes narrowed at Momo and Uraraka who seemed the most freaked out at this revelation. 

“No, it couldn’t be, right?” Momo whispered.

You’re confused as suddenly everyone is scrambling with their phones scrolling most likely through photos or texts. 

“Hotaru-san was gushing today about finally getting Todoroki-kun to be interested in her,” Hagakure noted, her face in a grimace.

“Y/l/n…” Tsu croaks slightly, “Is your roommate name Todoroki Shouto?”

You froze, staring at the six sets of eyes in front of you, each calculating, each somehow hopeful you would say no, but hoping you would say yes.

“…y-yes?”

“OHMYGOD–”

“Do you understand how big of idiots–”

“How many other y/l/n’s do we even know–?!”

“They were saying the exact stories–”

“We are stupid, we never connected–”

“Oh stupid, stupid Todo–”

You blinked feeling overwhelmed as all six girls were talking over one another, the conversation seems to exclude you from the discussion.

“Wait, wait,” Momo tried to succeed in calming everyone down, “Is this him? Can you point him out?”

You looked at the image Momo thrust in your hand. Your eyes swept the image that contained around twenty people, realizing quickly that this was probably the famous Class 1-A as all six girls were in the middle, their smiles wide, looking notably younger.

You found yourself stopping on Todoroki, his expression emotionless as he seemed to be dodging the hands of an enthusiastic classmate beside him. He looked the same, just taller, more mature. You zoomed in on Todoroki and returned the phone, “That’s him.”

“Wow, who knew he had it in him to sleep with two hot girls at the same time…” Jirou stated breaking the silence that hit this party as everyone desperately tried to understand what was going on.

“It wasn’t a threesome…” You mutter, misunderstanding what Jirou meant due to the alcohol flowing through your veins.

“We’ll paper wrap his office for you,” Mina declared, her fist clenched and her eyes on fire, “Hoes before bros!”

“HOES BEFORE BROS!” Everyone shouted in agreement, and you smiled earnestly and tears began falling down your face in happiness over your friends' support. You choked back a sob as you nodded.

“T-Thank you!”

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One Week Later

You hummed slightly as you buttoned up a freshly washed work shirt. Yesterday you had received a call from your dream job’s company with good news, and it made you ecstatic! You weren’t starting until next week, but you had submitted your last day at your job and was ready to say goodbye to it forever. 

“Ne, y/l/n,” Momo called, poking her head in through the door, and you looked at her, “I’m having a dinner date here tonight, uh, do you mind if you don’t come home? At least not until later?” Momo’s face turned red at her confession and you smirked slightly.

“That’s no problem.” You laugh as you fluff your damp hair out, puckering up in the mirror before turning to walk to the door, your purse sling on your shoulder, “I’ll get out of your hair tonight.”

“You’re a lifesaver!” Momo cried as she embraced you, and you laughed hugging her back.

“It’s the least I can do, besides, I need to go home anyway. All my business attire is there and not here.” You stated as the two of you broke away, as you began walking towards the entrance of her house to guarantee you would get to work on time. 

“Are you sure you’re ready?” Momo asks her eyebrows scrunched together, she was trying to keep the worry out of her tone, but it was spelled all over her face.

You shrug your shoulders, “I’m hoping he won’t be home, or maybe he’ll have Hotaru-san over and will be… occupied.” You chose your words carefully as you slipped on your work shoes, but you shook your head, “Nevertheless, I’ll gladly go back to give you the house! It is your place, please don’t feel bad!”

Momo nodded in agreement, although she didn’t look too convinced, “I’m sure one of the other girls would take you in, and I could always buy you more work clothes!”

You knew that all those girls were able to take you in, minus the two that had a date tonight, and you did not feel like stepping into a house where two of them were happily married, or the other with a newly engaged fiancee, but you did not say that to Momo.

“Okay, but I have to go now!” You rushed, as you hugged her goodbye, starting out the door at a breakneck pace.

“Okay, bye!”

“Bye!”

On the train to work, you looked at the text messages from Todoroki for what felt like the millionth time. You hadn’t responded to him yet, not to the worried text, not to the apologies from him, for he didn’t know what was wrong, just that you left. You wanted it that way too.

todoroki: I’m sorry for whatever it is that happened, just come back home?

That was from two nights ago and also the last text he had sent, but you could care less as you grumbled to yourself continuing to go about your day in denial about how much you wished this past week was nothing but a dream.

You went about your day just fine, nothing was out of the ordinary. As the end of your shift drawled to a close, you found your anxiety heightening. You wanted to go home, you wanted to sleep in your bed, wake up to the sun shining in your face, but you couldn’t take the sight of Todoroki either. Not yet.

You slowly clocked out and began your journey home, and to be quite honest, you could barely remember going anywhere, just knowing your feet had taken you to your apartment door. Putting in your key, you unlocked the door and stepped in.

It was quiet, and there was no shoe belonging to Todoroki at the entrance, so you let out a sigh of relief putting on your slippers and picked up your shoes, not wanting to leave them at the front.

You walked to your room and opened the door, closing it behind you. There was a musty air to your room most likely having not been touched since you had left one week ago, and you opened your window, spraying a bit of air freshener to alleviate the thick feeling air. Checking the time, it was only eight, and so you were going to be here until midnight before making your way back over to Momo’s house hoping she would be done with her date by then.

Wasting no time, you began grabbing your business skirts, business shirts, blazers, and even pantsuits. You pulled out your heels and any accessory you thought you could use, unsure when you would be back. You folded everything and placed it onto your dresser just so that it was off your bed.

As much as you hated being home, you were grateful for having washed your sheets the day before you had left and you had not slept under the covers the last night you were here, the sheets were still relatively clean. Maybe you’d take a nap in a few minutes.

You walked out and into the living room, going to search for an old shopping bag to put your things in. Going to the supply closet in the entryway, you stood on your tip-toes to reach the bags on top but froze as you heard the front door open.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” You curse as you jump to grab the shopping bags. You smile victoriously as you grab one, ripping it out, and shrieked only to have them all fall on top of you.

You watched in mortification as the supply closet door opened and Todoroki stared at you, his mismatched eyes boring into your eyes as you stood there clutching a whole bunch of bags. You stilled as Todoroki walks over and grabs the extra bags and lets you keep one, you shift away from him as he puts them up and you just want to run away.

“Thanks.” You mutter, turning on your heel and walking away as quickly as you could without running.

“Wait, y/l/n, can we talk?” Todoroki asks, easily keeping up with you despite your best efforts. “Look, I know you were crying the last night you were here, and I know that you were at Yaoyorozu-san’s house. Will you talk to me?”

You scoff making sure to look at him before rolling your eyes, “So what? You can apologize about whatever it is you think is wrong?” You asked hi.

“I would like to, yeah.”

“Okay,” You hiss stopping in your tracks as you turn to face him, your face contorted with anger and sadness, “Let’s start from the beginning then? Apologize.”

“I’m sorry, y/l/n, I don’t know what I did wrong….” Todoroki admits, but that’s not good enough for you. Why did he have to have the awareness of a rock?

“What do you think you did wrong?” You asked anger flushing to your cheeks as you felt ready to combust. Oh emotions, how terrible they were.

Todoroki stayed silent and you couldn’t help but laugh.

“I’m sorry, but this is golden!” You laugh as a brief moment of insanity washes over you, “This is the first thing you should be apologizing for! A-Am I honestly that hard to talk to unless I’m drunk?” You wanted that to sound angry, but as the words left your mouth sadness and hurt washes over you.

“No, not at all.” Todoroki disagrees, but you shake your head, a sniffle leaving you.

“We have never made a single sober conversation,” You point out, your eyes searching Todoroki’s own, “Everything between us happened when we weren’t in control, do you even remember what we’ve talked about when drunk? I remember every conversation, and I can tell you that everything you’ve told me and they were things that made me feel like we could have been friends and more, but you never gave me that opportunity.”

Todoroki has gone silent again.

But you weren’t quite done. “I fucking have feelings for you, for crying out loud! I have these damn feelings for you and I don’t know what to do with them because we were fuck-buddies, and fuck-buddies only! Do you even realize how fucked up that is?! I’m in love with some guy I can’t seem to get to talk to me unless we’re borderline blackout drunk. We slept together for months, Todoroki, months! That’s not healthy for roommates!” You’re panting slightly as your thoughts race.

“Don’t get me started on the entire me saying I love you, I was drunk and perfectly content with the relationship we had, and it wasn’t something that meant anything at the time, but you had to go and fucking ignore me for the entire week. Like what absolute bullshit Todoroki, you could have at the very least told me that it was over. But you didn’t! You screwed me over! And fuck, you brought another girl home when I wasn’t home, and you slept with her. Don’t deny it, I heard the two of you… then you asked the same night if I wanted a drink… am I honestly only someone to be desired as long as you’re drunk?” Your voice is a whisper, it’s small and weak, trembling with your loss of vigor and hatred of this situation as you continue to look at Todoroki who could do nothing but stare at you.

You roll your eyes as minutes go by of the two of you just standing there staring, “I’m going to finish packing, I don’t know when I’ll be back after today, but don’t worry I won’t kick you out of the apartment. You can even invite Hotaru-san to move in if you desire.”

You turned on your heel, ready to march to your room but a hand grasps yours. Todoroki’s hand it warm and large on your wrist and you turn your attention to him, tears in your eyes as you want to just retreat into your room.

“I have a hard time opening up to people, and from the very first meeting, I wanted nothing more than to get to know you because you just had this alluring energy to you. But we had such conflicting schedules that I never saw you. Then it was four months since I had moved in and only things I knew about you were the obvious ones I could see around the apartment.” Todoroki whispers having not found his conviction yet, and your heart clenches in the tiniest bit of joy, something that you criticize yourself for in your mind. “I knew that you only drink citrus green teas, that you enjoy the scent of lavender much more than the average person, and that you have over a million products but only use three.”

So, I tried to get to know you through being drunk because I’m much more loose-lipped and I open up easier when I drink. I did want to help you change that really bad day to a good one that first time, and I knew that getting to know you would make me feel better so I assumed the same would be true for you, but I denied my attraction to you and before I knew it I was sleeping with you, and I wanted to stop, but you were just… intoxicating.” Shouto continues, his head is dropped to his chest, his hair was slicked back and so you can easily see the chaos on his face. “And I didn’t know how to fix it, because I knew you remembered, so I figured if we got drunk one more time and I opened up, and we didn’t sleep together things would patch up and we could move on. But my denial was greater than I thought… and at some point, I didn’t know how to speak to you unless I was drunk.” 

You stared at Todoroki who was now staring at you again, his eyes just screaming his confusion at you. “When you said I love you, it scared me shitless when I woke up that morning because I didn’t grow up in an emotionally healthy family. And I panicked, for that I’m sorry. But your confession made me face my feelings for the first time, and I convinced myself it was only drunken hormones, so I tried to see if that was true by making the stupidest mistake I could… Hotaru-san is a nice girl, who had an interest in me, and I used her… but after that night I realized I was just being in denial, but it seems like you heard us and I’m sorry for all of this. I truly am, and I know that my timing is horrible, but if you’ll take my confession let me know… About the sex and my actions, despite both the good and bad… should I apologize or should I confess to you, because there is nothing more I can do.”

Your mouth opens and closes multiple times as you try to find something to say as Todoroki stands there. You want nothing more than to have liquid courage right now as tears form in your eyes, “Will you give me a moment?” You ask, and Todoroki looks at you, panic evident in his eyes, but he nods nonetheless.

“Of course,” He says with a tight smile, leaving you standing in the kitchen as you turn and move to put the bag in your room.

You stand in your room thinking about everything. The six long months of knowing Todoroki Shouto, his confession, his apology, and for the first time listening to your emotions as you slowly put your clothes into the shopping bag. What did you want?

Him.

You longed for him.

You wanted Todoroki.

You walked back to the living room where you knew where Todoroki was waiting for you, and you stared at him, your chin quivering as you watched him look up to meet your gaze.

He rose to his feet, his eyes never leaving yours, “I want you to confess.” You breathe and Todoroki seems shocked.

“I’m falling in love with you, y/l/n y/n,” Todoroki confesses softly and you laugh slightly, tears falling from your eyes, but you walk towards him and he meets you halfway and for the first time sober, your lips are connected. Your hands move up to cup his cheeks as he pulls you in close, his hands firmly placed onto your lower back.

It’s a slow kiss, and as you’re on the balls of your feet so that the kiss could continue effortlessly. Your head tilts to the right allowing a better angle to be kissed at. The two of you pull away slowly, both of your eyes slowly opening to look at each other in a whole new light, and a blush heats your face as your hands fall to cover your face.

“You’re beautiful…” Shouto murmurs as he pulls your hands away from your face, and he bends down and presses a kiss to your neck, and you gasp lightly at the feel of his warm lips on your neck. Your eyes flutter closed as his lips left soft tiny kisses trailing back up to your lips, and you were ready.

Your lips met again, and this time you wrapped your arms slowly around his neck, and you pull him in closer and his hands are slowly moving up and down your back, making you shiver as his fingers brush against an exposed piece of skin on you back.

You feel yourself stepping towards the bedrooms, and Todoroki–no, it’s Shouto–follows through with your actions and picks you up gently. A soft giggle leaves your lips as you wrap your legs around his torso, your eyes opening to see Shouto’s eyes still closed despite the fact he was walking with you. “Pay attention to where you’re walking, Shouto,” You whisper into his ear as you pull away from the kiss, “I wouldn’t appreciate being slammed into the wall right now.” Your teeth nibble softly onto Shouto’s earlobe and you smile at the throaty groan that leaves Shouto’s lips.

He opens your door room as you continue kissing down his jaw, and as soon as he closes the door behind the two of you, Shouto’s lips are back on yours greedily seeking more contact, and you don’t hold back as you kiss him back with equal fervor. You feel the mattress of your bed hit your back as you continue to kiss him, sitting up so you could move back to let Shouto onto the bed with you. You smile once again as Shouto’s hand rests on the bed frame behind you, while the other one lays on the bottom of your back again.

Your hands are interlocked behind Shouto’s head as his tongue grazes your bottom lip. You moan softly as you head tilts and you open up your mouth so that your tongues meet halfway. You start moving to unbutton your work shirt and Shouto hastily pulls away and your eyes open, his mouth is stained with your work red lipstick as he looks concerned, “Are you sure, y/n?” Shouto asks, his hands suddenly on top of yours. “I don’t want to rush you to having sex with me again…”

You stared at him, a soft smile coming to your lips as you sit up, making Shouto sit on his haunches as you move to your knees, “You have never forced me to have sex, and I want this, I want you.” You whisper to Shouto as you press a soft kiss to his lips.

Pulling away, you unbuttoned your shirt and dropped it on the floor next to you, your breath hitching as Shouto stares at your nearly naked upper body, and you blush, “Take it off,” you mutter tugging at the hem of Shouto’s t-shirt, and he slowly moves to take it off.

God, Shouto’s body had to be a sin as you watched him take off his shirt and you stared at the rippling muscles on his body, something you had never truly appreciated before. Tone and lithe. He was beautiful.

Shouto’s lips are back on yours as you kiss deeply, your head tilted to the side as his fingers gently grasp your chin, the other one slowly making its way to your bra clasp. A shaky moan leaves your mouth as the bra falls from your body, and Shouto moves his body so that you’re now forced to be lying on your back. The tips of your well-aroused nipples brush up against Shouto’s naked chest and the both of your release a throaty gasp as you pull him closer to you.

Your leg hooks lazily around Shouto’s waist, and a sigh leaves your lips as Shouto gently grasps the back of your leg, running steady consistent strokes from the back of your thigh to your ass.

A fire is building up in your gut as your hands work their way down to the buttons and zipper of his pants. You manage to get Shouto’s pants off without ever breaking the kiss, but now you were on top, straddling his lap as he sat against the headboard, his hands gripping your waist.

Without the pants on, you could feel Shouto’s arousal as you slowly moved against his dick with only your pants and both your underwear interrupting the two of you being completely naked. You pulled away from Shouto and giggled as he attempted to follow you with closed eyes as you had to brush your hair out of your face, suddenly feeling hot.

“Y/n…” Shouto just about whined, and you smiled softly at him, finding it endearing and the slightest bit hot when he used that tone, his hands were on your breasts, slowly stimulating your aroused nipples as he slowly massaged them making sure to brush your nipple with his thumb every so often, and your head tossed back as you bite down hard on your lower lip. That was your undoing as Shouto easily rolled you back over to the bottom, a smirk on his face as he kissed you ever so lovingly, and you felt him pulling off your pants leaving you in a pair of pink undies to which he had noticed. “Those are cute.” He comments as he presses a kiss to your collarbone.

“Damn right they are,” You breathlessly retort as Shouto chuckles, pressing a kiss firmly against your lips as he raised your hips so he could slowly grind his crotch into your own, and you bit harshly onto your bottom lip as you stopped a cry of pleasure from coming out.

“No, don’t stop yourself, please,” Shouto begged against your lips as he once more performed the same hip roll.

“Fuc-Fuck!” You cried out as your hands grasped his lower back to keep the friction between you at a high.

“Fuck,” Shouto curses as he tugs your bottom lip in between his teeth as his hand's grip onto your hips tighter. “You’re amazing.”

“Aha, and you haven’t even fucked me yet.” You reply with a laugh as Shouto’s lips meet the valley between your breasts and a low moan of pleasure vibrates through your throat. 

“True,” Shouto agrees as he removes both your underwear and you gasp as the cold air of your room is hit upon your heated sex, and you clasp on your lip to keep yourself from premature orgasm from the sudden temperature change. You watch with hooded eyes as Shouto places a condom on. His dick was stupidly thick and was probably about seven inches, but it still made you excited. You rest on your elbows, a smile on your face as Shouto moves his messy hair out of his eyes. As you stare at his slightly sweaty face covered by strands of different colored hair, your heart just about bursts.

“Make love to me, Shouto,” You say aloud as Shouto stares at you, the condom now in place.

“I plan on it,” He smiles and he grabs your ankle, pulling you closer to him, and you shriek with laughter until his lips engulf your sounds. “Are you ready?” Shouto asks as he teases your entrance with the tip of his dick.

“Whenever you are,” You whisper into his neck, preparing for the initial pain.

You let out a cry of pleasure and pain as he slowly enters you, and you pant heavily trying to contain your tears as he manages to push all the way in. Your eyes clench as you bit your lip, your head buried into his neck.

“Are you o-okay?” Shouto stutters very clearly still adjusting to having his dick in you.

“Yeah, just no lube, and you’re impressive, and I’m t-tiny.” You manage to sigh out and eventually you collapse onto the bed, looking up at Shouto who seems to be concentrating hard.

“You’re just super t-tight.” Shouto gasps as you wrap a leg around his waist.

“If you can last long intoxicated, you can manage now.” You tease slightly as you wince at the fullness of having a dick within you again. Damn, having sex while intoxicated was a whole other experience.

“O-Okay, you okay now?”

You nod your head and Shouto moves his hips back, and slowly almost painfully slow, returns them to the original position, and even with the smallest movement, a lewd moan escapes your lips. Shouto continues going in and out, his hips slowly moving while you start to meet him with every thrust.

Whispers of encouragement escape both your lips as his slow pounding in you continues.

Shouto picks up your legs so that they’re both wrapped around his waist, and he comes to lean over you. At the new angle, your head is thrown backward, and you let out a string of soft curses. “Yes, baby, that feels so good.” You cried out in encouragement as you bit down on your lip harshly.

Your lips are soon sought after by Shouto’s as sheen layers of sweat cover both your bodies as the consistent moving of both your hips never falters.

Shouto’s pace never truly gets overwhelmingly fast, but soon you can hear the sounds of your bed hitting the wall, and a cry escapes your lips as Shouto’s finger grazes your clit.

“Say my name…” Shouto grunts as he presses harder on your clit and you can feel the coil within you getting tighter, but at the moment all you can give is wordless cries, “Say it, y/n.”

“Shou-Shouto!” You scream out as you shake with an overwhelming need to climax, but Shouto’s finger leaves your clit and goes to keep your hands above your head.

“Are you e-enjoying this?” Shouto teases as he slams into you at full force again, “Are you feeling good?”

“Oh my god, yes Shouto I’m feeling gOOD!” Your voice shrieks as his hands leave your wrist to gently pinch your nipple and clit. You go speechless and your mind spins as he pulls one of your legs onto his shoulder, and all you can do is gasp as the new position lets you see the stars.

“I'm going to cum,” Shouto gasps, and you pathetically nod your head in agreement as you pull him in for a kiss.

You can feel Shouto’s consistent pace get faster, his hips buck into you at a speed he hadn’t dared to reach at this time. “C-Cum, Shouto.” You gasp as his thrusts are getting sloppier, and a grunt leaves his lips and you know he’s done, but he knows you’re not.

Despite cumming, his dick is still hard and still buried in you, “Let’s finish you up?” Shouto asks as he doesn’t wait for your agreement as his finger is now pushing on your clit hard enough to send your toes curling, and you scream out his name as the coil in you tightens further and the flame in you scorches you from the inside out.

“Come on, y/n, cum for me please,” Shouto begs in your ear. You can feel yourself spiraling as your vision keeps going dizzy as Shouto presses open mouth kisses down your neck, his hips relentlessly pounding into you as you fail to keep up, his fingers dancing against your clit, and a noiseless scream leaves your mouth.

You came, and your entire body feels like it is being electrocuted as Shouto slowly pulls out and collapses next to you. “Oh fuck,” You moan having finally gained your voice back, and you look over at Shouto who is just grinning at you. “What?”

“You’re beautiful when you climax.”

“Shut up.” You grumble embarrassed as you cover your face with a pillow.

“Does this mean I can fuck you without being drunk now?” Shouto asks playfully as he wraps an arm around you.

“Well you did confess, and I did accept it…” You ponder as you look at him again, pressing a kiss to his lips. “But I might give up sex for a year.”

“Hm, that’s true.” Shouto agrees as he gently kisses you back.

A smirk comes on your face as you come up with an idea, “Well, you can always convince me otherwise…” Shouto pulls away from the kiss, looking at you suspiciously.

“How?”

You roll out of bed, wincing slightly at your soreness from having sex, but go to your closet and pull out two things. “Comply.”

You show him a blindfold and a binding rope, and he smirks, “Only because I want to see you on top.”

“Oh baby, you’re not gonna be seeing anything.” You respond as you tie up his hands to the bed frame, and Shouto looks at you a bit worriedly as you kiss him softly, “Don’t worry, I always play fair.” You whisper as you slip the blindfold over his eyes and step back.

“Y-Y/n?” Shouto stutters as you giggle pressing a gentle kiss to his torso, his body reacting entirely to the small touch.

“This will be fun.” You say as your fingers trace down his muscular frame and stop inches from the base of his dick.

hehe hehe, end! this was really a blessing to write and i enjoyed it sososo much! and i personally am a slut for in denial lovers, like yum, give me more!!! and of course, to give you the reason why the title of this series is called And They Were Roommates was because of the vine, so enjoy the bonus :D

bonus!

“Wait, who the fuck is Todoroki dating?!” Kirishima exclaimed as he sat with the six girls and a few guys as they gossiped about the two of you.

“Y/l/n y/n, she’s the new girl who's starting over with you, Uraraka-chan and Tsu tomorrow!” Hagakure explains for the millionth times.

“And they were roommates?!” Kaminari cried out feeling overwhelmed.

“Oh my god, they were roommates!” Mina exasperated as she rolled her eyes. “Get with it, or get out!”

[trance-griff]

Kyoka Jiro x Kaminari Denki Part Two

Word count (pt.2): 1716

Warnings: None, just fluff.

Part three 

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Kaminari Denki woke up that morning groggily, throwing off the blanket to the side, a hand reaching down to scratch his exposed stomach before sitting up with the loudest yawn- running his fingers through his yellow locks- before drooping his shoulders, head-turning to the digital alarm clock.

Eight-Thirty AM.

Today was the day. The highlight of his high-school life about to begin the moment he steps out of the building; he couldn’t wait to meet up with the rest of his buddies and classmates. The arcade, karaoke, and beach called out to him and he quickly jumped out of bed. “Come on buddy, new day, great day!”  Grabbing his mobile- he scrolled through the group chat of class 3-A, the class president is the first to be up and greeting everyone a good morning, affirming whether they were all awake, he was already radiating authority and optimism this early in the morning.

As expected from the class president, the emergency exit guy.

Everyone seemed to be active in the group chat, expressing their excitement even Todoroki had gone about explaining what pair of swimming trunks to take. ‘The red one… Or the blue?’ with Bakugou replying with ‘Live up to your name you half n half bastard!’

It caused Denki to snort, skimming through the chat, giving replies of his own as he sauntered about the room, running his fingers through disheveled strands and picking whatever item needed for today- lazily prepping his duffle bag- until he noticed something off. Everyone on the group chat was online except for one particular person. Kyoka Jiro.

Now that Denki thought of it, she hadn’t been very excited for the trip, avoiding the topic as a whole, not to mention she in general just wasn’t herself. On edge is how he would word it. He wasn’t very book smart, but Denki was always quick to notice these things, being socially intelligent and all. Without hesitation he pressed the green call button, waiting for the call to get through as he pressed the device to his ear and plopped himself on his bed, back against the wall. The two weren’t best friends per se, but they were still close and understood each other on a different level, he respected and admired her.... maybe a little too much, but he wondered if she felt the same way.

“I doubt it…”

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Kyoka Jiro was in deep sleep when the buzzing of her phone woke her from her slumber, with squinted eyes she couldn’t believe the name displayed on her phone and perceived it as her in a dream, deciding to roll to her side comfortably, the blanket huddled up under her chin- not until the buzzing started to annoy her that she checked her phone with a frustrated sigh and realized it was indeed Kaminari Denki calling. She rubbed her eyes and pinched herself now fully aware that she was not dreaming. “Heck?”

But why would he be calling?

Deciding to stop overthinking, she sat up and answered her phone with a lazy hello, covering up her stutters with a yawn or an annoyed sigh, a hand reaching up to play with her dark strands. “Oh! Jiro! Morning~!” There was amusement laced in his voice, Jiro flinched, having just woken up, she didn’t need to hear Denki’s energetic voice so early…

…

Wait… What was today…?!

Drawing her curtains open, she was met with the piercing sunlight, cursing under her breath as she shielded her eyes momentarily, the room now bright enough for her to glance at the clock mounted to the wall. “Shit…”

She could hear laughter on the other side of the line, inciting a groan from her. “You totally forgot, didn’t you?” The female was tempted to snap, but bit her lip and instead smiled at his joyous hilarity, her chest swelling up as she pressed the device closer to her ear. ���Yeah, yeah. It’s not funny, y’know?” She breathed out, fully awake and aware of her surroundings, she still had time to get ready and leave to meet up with the girls, they agreed to meet up at Tsuyu’s place which wasn’t too far. Stepping to her closet, she shuffled around to pick out her clothes with Denki still chortling in the background. “Can’t help it, it’s not like you to be late or forgetful.” He wasn’t wrong, with how anxious she was about today, she ended up sleeping quite late because of a certain person invading her thoughts, little did she know he would be the first she’d talk to, and it helped ease her mind; miraculously. Maybe because she didn’t have to /face/ him at this very moment.

“I guess. A-Anyway, thanks for calling… to uh wake me up…” She trailed off, cursing under her breath for her awkwardness, she could hear him exhale, picking up on every sound that was emitted by him, her cheeks red as she patiently waited for him to respond. “Uh… yeah! No probs. See you soon?” Denki had more to say, she waited for him to say more but time was passing by and she needed to get ready. “Yeah… Later.” After hanging up, Jiro stared at her mobile before leaning her head against a wall, the shirt she had picked out earlier; clenched between fingers, before realization dawned upon her, why didn’t she ask him when she had the chance?

Why did he call…? More like, why bother calling in the first place?

Knowing she wasn’t going to get her answers, Jiro continued with her day, following her morning routine, and was soon out hurrying towards Tsuyu’s place greeting the females and explaining her tardiness, excluding the part where Denki called her. She didn’t want to be teased, and Mina would definitely talk loudly about it.

“You’re here now, that’s what matters!” Hagakure exclaimed, patting the other’s back.

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The class finally gathered at their meeting point, the lot of them assembling like that caught a lot of attention so by default they split into groups, some deciding to go shopping instead of the arcade, some had other plans, they promised to meet up again with Tenya Iida throwing in instructions, hands moving in all sorts of ways. “I think we’ll all be fine, Iida…” Izuku Midoriya assured with a sheepish laugh, a hand behind his neck, causing the class president to relax and adjust his glasses. “You’re right, Izuku. Alright! You’re all dismissed!” Everyone mumbled their complaints, they weren’t on a class trip, they didn’t need any babying. “Hey, Hey! The arcade’s right there! Let’s go!” Mina was dragging Jiro towards the direction of the arcade, only to realize the rest of the females weren’t tagging along.

“I get terrible migraines with all the lights; I’ll sit this one out.” Momo explained, lightly rubbing her head with a sympathetic smile, even though it was her idea to go to the arcade and gain an experience of a lifetime, meanwhile Uraraka gestured towards Midoriya with fidgety hands, unable to look at anyone directly in the eye. “I- Maybe I should just check on Deku!” And ran off towards the direction of the freckled boy, Hagakure had disappeared in thin air (No pun intended) Mina explaining she saw her walk off with Ojiro earlier and nudged Jiro with a wink. “They’re cute together, right?” Jiro only laughed sheepishly. “Probably…” and Tsuyu? She simply idled with Tokoyami and Shouji, lounging with them silently, the arcade was not her sort of thing.

Jiro felt betrayed, she certainly didn’t want to spend time with the obnoxious group, knowing full well Denki was there, her stomach churned and she clutched it, despite their short call earlier, all the nerves in her body tensed, this is why she was avoiding this dreadful day, she was stuck with him and Mina did a good job keeping her around. “Oh, Jiro!” She was greeted by the yellow-haired individual, wincing and avoiding his gaze, she was sure he would bring up their previous interaction but surprisingly he didn’t even mention it, not even subtly. “Can we go already?!” Katsuki’s voice boomed, no one flinched at his brash behavior, even Jiro who blankly stared at him, the temperamental bully stormed off on his own while Kirishima ran behind his friend. “Wait up, man!”

“Then hurry the fuck up!” And everyone followed, increasing their pace to catch up to the ticking bomb of a man, at least someone was looking forward to the arcade. As they made their way inside, music and neon lights flooded their vision and hearing, the adrenaline rushing through them and Jiro grinned, the colors of the neon lights reflecting against her skin, the pink and orange and blues called out to her; for a second forgetting all her worries, as much as she liked instruments, the arcade was also her go-to place, she wasn’t a gamer so to say, but now and then she’d spend time playing video games. “Ready to kick some butt?!” Mina challenged the group, running in the direction of the counter to get started with all the games. They were all pumped up, Jiro only stared at them from a distance, a little too shy to open up, as she was lost in her thoughts; once again, a nudge to the shoulder brought her back, Denki purposefully bumped shoulders with Jiro, catching her attention and staring up at him, immediately freezing on the spot. “W-What do you want?” She questioned irritably. “Ready to get your butt kicked?” His confidence radiated as he grinned with his teeth exposed, Jiro responded by straightening her posture shoving her hands into her pockets. “Losers treat winners.”

With a little nudge to his shoulder, Jiro was instantly reminded of their previous interactions, interactions that didn’t involve her getting panicked or flustered around the ball of energy, when things were ‘normal,’ when her feelings were undiscovered and their bond was purely playful and ordinary. This one-sided unrequited love pinched at her chest causing frustration but, just for today… She would enjoy every moment and lock up the feelings that hindered her. These were memories being made for them to keep as they grow older and pursue adulthood and no way would she ruin today because of a one-sided emotion, it wasn’t like Kyoka Jiro at all.

[onceuponaloonatic]

baby ~ dubchaeng

you gave all been waiting for this so here you go 🥺 this is too long to do in one part so this is part one

dahyun has been firm about not wanting to have a third baby. it wasn’t that she didn’t love chaeyoung any less than before or didn’t want to have more kids with chaeyoung. she just couldn’t. daehyung has been a difficult pregnancy to say the least. her symptoms had been much worse than kihyun and his birth took a lot longer, it was almost a whole day. she felt like if she had another baby it would just be worse, and she wasn’t sure she was strong enough for that. plus, now that the boys weren’t babies she could start focusing on her career again. they were still her priority but being a rapper was her dream job. she worked so hard her whole life for it, she couldn’t just quit now that she had kids. besides, dahyun was happy with kihyun and daehyung. she had the dream family she didn’t know she needed. a loving wife, and two adorable and sweet boys.

but there was always something eating at her though. every time she watched her friends kids, it intensified. she wanted a daughter. she loved her boys so much but seeing all her friends with their little girls just stung a little bit. she wanted to brush a little girls hair and put it up in little pigtails every morning. she wanted to buy tiny dresses and dress a little girl up like a little doll. she wanted to have tea parties with imaginary tea and wearing princess dresses. she never told anyone this, she was ashamed of it. but chaeyoung, being her wife and all, figured it out over time. she noticed how every time one of the girls came to stay over dahyun would always want to play with them and take care of them more than anyone else did. she noticed the painful look in dahyun’s eyes when the girls left.

it had started with ai and yuna. when they would watch them when momo and jihyo and nayeon and jeongyeon were busy dahyun would always braid their hair and dress them in the morning in the most girly dresses their friends had packed. then she got pregnant with daehyung, and she told chaeyoung she really wanted to have a little girl this time. she had been excited when they were told they were having another boy, but chaeyoung saw the look on her face when she was alone. then momo and jihyo had eunji, another girl. and then sana mina and tzuyu had the triplets. dahyun was the only one without a daughter. and that hurt. but dahyun was able to surpress it for her boys. it never truly went away though, and overtime it ate at her. it started to be painful for her to take care of the girls when they baby sat. she used to crave it but it just got harder and harder overtime. chaeyoung hated seeing dahyun like this, but she knew dahyun didn’t want to have another baby. so she let dahyun be. she let her slowly destroy herself on the inside.

dahyun didn’t want a third baby. she made that very clear to chaeyoung. so when she found herself throwing up in front of the toilet, she couldn’t help but cry. dahyun had tried birth control after daehyung was born but it made her really sick, the doctors said she could keep experimenting and that she was likely very sensitive so finding the right type would be hard. dahyun just deicded to stop it. she had gone almost thirty years without using it and had only had an accidental pregnancy once and that time it had all worked itself out. plus condoms weren’t that bad, even if they made chaeyoung a little pouty she understood the necessity for them. her and chaeyoung had talked about one of them maybe getting a procedure done so they wouldn’t have to use condoms or even worry about it. it was safer for chaeyoung, so they had agreed she would do it when daehyung turned six. he was five when it happened.

she tried to convince herself it was something else. she could have a stomach bug or maybe she was sick. she didn’t have a fever though, and when it happened every day for a week she couldn’t deny it anymore. she was pregnant. again. she waited to tell chaeyoung. she had been so adamant about not having a third child and now...

chaeyoung found out when she found her on the floor of their bathroom in the middle of the night crying. dahyun wasn’t sure if her tears were out of joy or sadness.

“baby? what’s wrong?” chaeyoung asked, quickly laying on the floor next to dahyun and enveloping her in a hug.

“chaeyoung... i’m pregnant.” dahyun told her.

“you are?” chaeyoung asked, trying to conceal her excitement in case dahyun didn’t share it. “are you sure have you taken a test?”

“my period is late and i have been throwing up every morning for the past week.” dahyun informed.

“you don’t know it could be you have some crazy sickness that’s stopping your periods and making you sick-”

“chaeyoung.”

“yeah i know.” chaeyoung nodded. “how do you feel?”

“i don’t know...” dahyun trailed off. “i didn’t want to go through this again. i’m scared this will be worse than daehyung. i’m scared i won’t be strong enough to do it this time. i’m scared...”

“your scared you will miss out of having a daughter again, arent you?”

“i would love another baby boy.”

“i know you would.” chaeyoung nodded. “but i also know you want a girl.”

“i do. and i know it’s probably stupid but i just, i want to have a little girl.” dahyun turned around and buried her face in chaeyoung’s neck. “and i don’t want to get my hopes up only to have another boy.”

“baby... think about it this way. we could have another awesome little boy, you said you would love him and he would probably be just as cool as our other two. plus we won’t have to buy much because we already have boy clothing and toys and stuff. or we could have a giggly adorable little girl. either way, we get an awesome new baby.” chaeyoung explained. “besides. you are the strongest most perfect girl i know. i don’t care if you think sana or nayeon is stronger because they aren’t. neither of them had a nearly twenty four hour labor and still had the ability to smile and move around after. you can do this dahyun. and i will be by your side the entire time.”

“thank you chaeyoung... i love you.”

“i love you too.” chaeyoung kissed the top of dahyun’s head. “we have a talent for making babies by accident.”

“you have a talent of not being able to pull out when i’m in heat and we don’t have condoms. this is the second time it’s happened.” dahyun teased.

“hey neither of us regret kihyun, so it really was a blessing in disguise. just like this time.”

“yeah. i hope your right.”

xx

kihyun and daehyung were starting to get suspious with how sick dahyun had been and how her normally flat stomach had been getting softer and rounder. chaeyoung had taught her sons to never comment on a woman’s body if it was mean, but they were both just confused. their mother had been skinny for almost their entire memories.

“why is mommy sick?” daehyung asked as he waited for his mother downstairs. “is she dying?”

“she’s not dying dae.” chaeyoung nodded. “she’s just, sick.”

“but she doesn’t have a fever.” kihyun pointed out. “plus she’s still going to work.”

“yeah and still picking us up from school. sick people don’t pick us up from school.” chaeyoung sighed. her kids were too observant.

“mommy’s just... it’s a girl thing.”

“a girl thing?” they both asked at the same time.

“why has it never happened before?” daehyung asked.

“it only happens sometimes.” chaeyoung explained. she wanted to tell the boys but dahyun wasn’t ready to do that yet. she was just happy kihyun didn’t remember much of dahyun’s pregnancy with daehyung. he had been two for most of it, so it made sense he didn’t remember much. “hey boys, who wants chocolate chip pancakes?”

“chocolate chip pancakes!” the two boys giggled and chaeyoung sighed, getting the stuff to make pancakes. she couldn’t survive this constant questioning from the boys. she really wanted to tell them, but dahyun has told her not to.

when dahyun fianlly comes into the kitchen, the boys start questioning her. she shares a look with chaeyoung who just gives her a shrug.

“should we tell them?”

“i think so.” chaeyoung smiled.

“tell us what?” kihyun whined.

“kihyun, daehyun, you guys are going to have another little sibiling soon.” dahyun explained.

“a little sister?!” kihyun asked excitedly.

“we don’t know if it s a boy or a girl yet buddy.” chaeyoung laughed. “but how about this you can come when we find out?”

“yay!” daehyung was sitting silently, and chaeyoung and dahyun were worried about his silence.

“dae? what’s wrong?”

“i don’t want a little sibling!” daehyung protested. “this isn’t fair!”

“look dae... you need to understand the baby isn’t going anywhere. they are going to join this family. and trust us, when you see it you will love it. they will play with you and probably even like dinosaurs! your getting another playmate.” dahyun tried to explain.

“but younger kids are so annoying.” daehyung scrunched his face up.

“dae this isn’t like your younger cousins. this is your little sibling. they will love to play with you and you can even show them how to not be annoying and how to play dinosaurs with you.” chaeyoung explained. “trust us. your younger sibilng will love you and look up to you.”

“fine... whatever.”

xx

“i’m so nervous.” dahyun whispered to chaeyoung as they walked i to the doctors office.

“you don’t have to be. it might make you throw up again.” chaeyoung laughed at her wife’s pouty face. kihyun was dragging his little brother into the hospital, daehyung playing on his ds.

“very funny. what if-”

“no what ifs!” chaeyoung quieted her wife. “happy thoughts. today is a happy day.”

“i suppose so.” dahyun sighed, rubbing her little baby bump. she was four month along now, and the baby was ready for them to find out the gender. chaeyoung checked them in while kihyun and daehyung both played on daehyung’s ds. when they were called back chaeyoung held dahyun’s hand and gave her a kiss on the temple as they went to the room. dahyun laid on the bed and took a deep breath.

“are you ready to find out the gender?” the doctor asked.

“yes.” chaeyoung answered for dahyun, knowing she was too nervous. kihyun and daehyung both looked up from their video game when they heard the question. the doctor started the ultrasound and everyone in the room was clearly on edge, even daehyung, who still wasn’t entirely sold on the idea of a little sibling.

“your baby is...” everyone waited with baited breathes. “a girl congratulations.” dahyun couldn’t help it as tears came to her eyes. she had wanted a girl so bad. she was finally going to have a baby girl. her own daughter.

chaeyoung was crying too. seeing dahyun get what she had wanted for so long, seeing that they had finally made the little girl of their dreams, the were so happy.

they couldn’t have asked for anything better.

[mystic-kitten-writer]

Limerence [M] ︳04

Pairing: Zuko x OC

Genre: Romance, mainly fluff with future smut, and if you squint hard enough - you’ll find some angst.

Rating: SFW

Words: 4000+

Notes: I think I’m finally getting in a groove, it only took me forever -facepalm- I hope you enjoy the story, thanks for the likes and reposts my little buns <3

Masterlist ︳03 ︳05

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Limerence: (English/n.) the state of being infatuated with another person.

The moment their eyes locked they knew - the flames within him twisted while the water within her turned. It was a connection, a connection that would lead to love, adventure, and drama.

Kilig

(Tagalog/n.) The rush or the inexplicable joy one feels after seeing or experiencing something romantic.

~ Ying Yue Jiang ~

            Kima and I were red in the face as we laughed hysterically together. The brisk cold air was forgotten about, as Momo managed to switch himself from shoulder to shoulder, in a desperate, needy, attempt of stealing the bowl of seaweed and fish that I carried. Kima tried helplessly to grab Momo off my back, but he had bigger dreams and hopes. “I can’t grab him; he's too fast!” Kima yelled out frustrated as Momo managed to dodge every move she made.

            I giggled as Momo dug his hands and feet into my hair, making pathetic swipes at the bowl, which was at arms reach away. My beautiful bun was a mess, and my plain navy blue kimono and white cloak were all shaken up and wrinkled. Good thing I dressed casually for this. Appa groaned as he saw Momo take swipes as his food, clearly not amused. “Momo this isn’t for you, it’s for Appa!” I cried out, as Kima once again ran in circles around me. Momo screeched and to my utter surprise, came to a complete halt when a booming voice echoed in the barn, “Momo, what are you doing to Yue!”

            My head snapped upwards as I saw Aang laughing, failing to maintain a face of seriousness as he tried to lecture Momo. Momo dropped from my body and quickly dashed out the barn, most likely back to the house to bother the kitchen staff. Kima gave a quick bow to Aang before rushing to my aid and grabbing the bowl from my hands and feeding Appa, who ate the food without any hesitation. Right away I took my hair out of the bun, letting my hair run loose as I fixed my kimono, “Thanks for giving some attention to Appa, I’ve been so busy I haven’t spent much time with him.” Aang said apologetically, as he walked over to me to help out.

            I smiled and waved off his thanks, “No worries, I love Appa, he's the best cuddle buddy I could ask for.” I said with a giggle. Aang laughed and gently patted Appa. “He's the best.” Appa didn't seem to care for the attention as he was busy eating the food that Kima held in the bowl. Aang shook his head, watching Appa eat before looking over his shoulder. I raised a brow, curious as to what he was looking for. I could hear the barn door open once again - Fire Lord Zuko...

            Kima noticed right away, and tried her hardest to bow, “Fire Lord Zuko.” She sputtered, as she re-positioned the bowl. Appa didn't like that Kima moved the food when she bowed, a loud huff erupting. My ears perked up, and Aang moved over slightly, and I could see Zuko begin walking over to us with a tender smile on his face.

            A faint blush covered my cheeks seeing him once again. He wore a simple Fire Nation gown, quite casual from the usual outfits I have seen him wear, and his hair pulled back. The moment our eyes met I instinctively began playing with my hair, I look like such a mess. “Good Afternoon Ying Yue.” Zuko said, I nodded and gave him a quick courtesy, “Good Afternoon Fire Lord Zuko.”

            “Did you sleep well?” Zuko asked, an innocent question but I understood the double meaning. I nodded my head, and I couldn't help but smile, mainly remembering the events from last night. After a good hour of talking and sharing stories, we all finished our hot cocoa and cookies, and one by one we began leaving to go to bed. Everyone wanted to stay behind to help clean up, but as usual, I refused. It was only mugs and two platters anyways. In the end, it was just me and Zuko, who insisted on helping me clean - and refused to take no for an answer. But instead of cleaning up and going to bed, we ended up spending hours in the library talking about each other.

            By the end of the night, I felt like I've known him years. I learned that Uncle Iroh was more than just his Uncle, but a father-figure. Zuko also I told me that his mother, Ursa, lived in the kingdom with his step-father and little sister Kiyi. Zuko adored his sister, and we planned another date to the market to find some gifts for her. He even spoke about some of his adventures during his time ‘chasing’ after Aang, and his odd obsession with honour, something Toph mentioned while intoxicated briefly before his visit.

            I smiled and nodded my head, “I slept great, and you?” I asked shyly. Zuko chuckled, “I slept wonderfully.” From the corner of my eyes I could see Kima and Aang give each other looks, as they were completely confused at our plain, but clearly, double-meaning conversation. Both, unaware that we stayed up late talking for hours. Kima lightly tapped my shoulder, catching my attention once again. “My Lady, your cloak…” She whispered as I noticed that my outfit was still a mess from Momo.

            Kima was busy balancing the food bowl, so I attempted to fix my cloak by myself. To my failure, the weight of the fabric and my hair was starting to get in the way. This is why I need to cut my damn hair. “Here, let me help,” Zuko said as he stepped forward. Kima looked at me grinning madly, that was when it hit me. Kima knew he would offer to help me, that sneaky bugger! Zuko began walking behind me, as I nervously pushed my hair to one side so he could help me center my cloak.

            I could feel his hands brush against the skin on my neck, as he grasped the neckline, helping me reposition the fabric. I blushed, remembering that just last night I was holding those hands, and boy were they soft. How does a Firebender manage to keep such soft hands? Once the cloak was centred again, I could feel his hands smoothly run back up the hemline and found him tracing ever so gently along my neck. I could feel goosebumps appear, it was such a delicate touch, but I knew what he was outlining. He noticed my tattoo.

            With a swift motion, he stepped back and placed his hands on my shoulders, “Better?” He whispered, his lips barely touched my ear. I could feel his hot breath against my neck and my blush redden. I anxiously pressed my hands against my chest, “Mm-hmm.” I looked back to face Aang, as he tried to process the whole situation that was unfolding in front of him. Aang raised a brow at me, and I gave him an innocent smile. He rolled his eyes before finally coughing.

            Zuko dropped his hands from my shoulders before walking to stand beside Aang once again. “So what brought you two out here in the barn?” I asked as I kneeled to pet Appa. Also a pathetic excuse to regain my composure after that intimate moment, a moment I enjoyed a bit too much. Aang looked at Zuko, who finally spoke up. “Aang and Katara invited me to dinner, at a seafood restaurant. I remember you telling me you liked seafood, would you mind being my date for the evening?” I could see Kima redirect her gaze from them to Appa in a second, internally fangirling for me. He remembers me telling him I loved seafood last night. “I would love to go with you,” I said happily.

            Zuko grinned, “Meet me at the front entrance again, in front of the fountain?” I nodded my head, “I promise.” Aang clapped his hands and smiled, “Then it's set, we'll see you later Yue.” Aang said excitedly, as they both moved to leave. Just as they were about to walk out, I saw Aang discretely pointing at Zuko’s back with a ‘really’ expression. I shrugged my shoulders but gave him a gummy smile, only for Aang to provide me with a thumbs up. I giggled, hearing the barn door shut behind them - they left.

            Before I could even process what had happened Kima jumped up and gripped my shoulders, “I may be stepping out of my place, but this needs to be addressed.” I giggled as I fell against Appa, who happily snuggled back as he had finished his food and was ready for a nap. Kima sat on the ground and crossed her arms, “So, I’ve been talking with Fire Lord Zuko’s maid, Lia, and she told me that he didn’t go to bed until late last night. But she heard some female giggles before he arrived in bed. Care to explain?”

            I shrugged my shoulders, “We stayed up late talking.”

            “Just talking?”

            “Just talking! I promise.” Kima huffed and gave me a knowing look, “Now we need to make sure we pick out one hell of an outfit for tonight. This is no longer a ‘trying to catch his attention’; this is ‘making sure you are the only thing he pays attention to’ situation.”

            Zuko came from behind as he pulled the chair back for me to sit down. Carefully, I sat down across from Katara, as Zuko gently placed his hands on my shoulders before leaning over to my ear, “Comfortable?” He asked. I titled my head to face him slightly and nodded, “Thank you.” I spoke. Zuko backed away and sat on the chair next to me, as Katara and Aang both eyed each other.

            We were in a beautiful restaurant, a high-class one as a matter of fact. Along the windows were bystanders who stared through the glass, mouths hanging open as they stared at the Avatar and Fire Lord Zuko in awe. It was a rare sight for the Southern Tribe, to see two highly regarded people in a restaurant having a meal. Zuko scanned the menu, reading all the exotic dishes in front of him, while I was in my glory and ready to indulge in food. Hot cocoa and now this, I'm in the spirit world.

            “What would you recommend?” Zuko asked, as he slightly nudged my elbow. I perked up and leaned over to his side, scanning the menu with him. “Hmm, I would go with the arctic hen with a seafood soup of your choice. The arctic hen is seasoned with spices that you would be familiar with, besides the meat being an arctic hen.” I said with a giggle, “I would get a small portion for the seafood soup you order. Although it's yummy, it can be a bit off-putting if you don’t usually eat seafood.” Zuko nodded, taking into consideration my input.

            Within minutes the waiter came with our wine and took our orders. “So, how is the Southern Water Tribe treating you?” Aang asked. Zuko smiled as he reached for the bottle of wine, and began pouring our glasses, “I'm enjoying it, I would have come here sooner if I had known I would enjoy it as much as I have.” He said as he glanced over me while filling my glass. I smiled and took the drink from him and took a sip. Katara’s eyes narrowed as she glanced over Zuko and me repeatedly.

            “I'm glad you're enjoying yourself. How is Mai may I ask?” Katara said, but the tone she used was different. It was not as cheerful as Aang’s, what's she trying to do? Zuko frowned and placed his wine down, “I prefer not to discuss Mai, we have better things to talk about.” He replied, but like before; his tone was different. I smiled and awkwardly took another sip from my wine. Aang glanced over at Katara, seemingly just as puzzled as I was. “Suki told me you two went to the market yesterday, isn’t it amazing? I always leave with a full belly.” Aang said as he tried to change the tense atmosphere.

            Katara crossed her arms, and I ignored her evident discontent. What's wrong with her? Zuko smiled and nodded, “Ying Yue took me yesterday and showed me around, we're going there again so I can buy some gifts for my little sister.” Aang grinned, “You can find some nice souvenirs there. Later this week I have to take you for a ride with Appa and show you the landscape. There is just something about the endless fields of snow that can help you relax.” Zuko nodded, “I can imagine…” They continued their small talk, but I couldn't help but notice the eeriness radiating off Katara, something is wrong. Katara is never angry, especially while eating seafood, one of her favourite meals.

            At that very moment, our waiter came and began placing our meals in front of us. I looked over at Zuko, watching Zuko’s face expression as he cautiously observed the food served. He didn't seem like a picky eater, but he was definitely unfamiliar with Southern Water Tribe cuisine as his nose scrunched up and he looked entirely out of place. I giggled and placed my hand on his shoulder, “If you don’t like it just ask for it to go, I can cook you something at home.” I whispered. He looked at me relieved, and I shuffled back to my seat.

            Katara frowned and quickly began indulging in her food, as she way-to-aggressively stabbed at her fish. I kicked Aang under the table and looked over at Katara. Aang shrugged his shoulders and mouthed ‘I don’t know.’ We all began eating, and thankfully, after a bit of persuading with my eyes Zuko ended up eating his meal, and in fact, enjoyed the arctic hen. Although he did ask for the seafood soup to go and whispered to me “Feel free to eat it as a late night meal.” I laughed, and he grinned, he is adorable.

            Zuko came around my side and pulled back my seat, helping me sit up. Just as I was about to reach for my cloak, he swiftly grabbed it and held it up, “Let me.” I smiled and let him wrap the fabric around my body, as I pushed my hair to the side once again, making the beautiful loose curls Kima did to my hair fall to my side. Zuko’s hands once again slide along my shoulder before delicately tracing the pattern on my neck, “I’ve never noticed this before…” he whispered in my ear. I turned to face him, as I pushed my hair back, “Every girl has a least one secret.” I teased as I wrapped my arm around his.

            Zuko smirked, “A Princess with some secrets, I wonder what other secrets you are hiding…" He spoke in a low tone. I blushed, suddenly my confidence fading as he gave me such a look, a look that was different from his usual soft glances. I was so lost in his golden eyes that Katara’s dry cough brought me back to reality, and before I could realize what was happening she linked arms with me and swiftly pulled me away from Zuko, “Let’s get going, it's already dark outside.”

            I faced back to see a dumbfounded Zuko and Aang who stood at the table still. I looked at Katara, I knew her long enough to know something was bothering her. Her eyes looked swarmed with thoughts as she walked hastily, “Katara what is wrong?” I whispered harshly as we walked through the doors. Katara huffed, “Nothing.” I rolled my eyes and took my arm out of her hold, “Something is up, you never act like this.” I crossed my arms, and I could see Zuko and Aang catching up. Katara frowned, “We can talk later.”

            I looked at Katara worriedly, before making my way back to Zuko and linking arms with him. What’s up with her tonight? Unconsciously I gripped Zuko’s arm tightly and bit my lip, as Zuko softly gripped my hand, “Everything okay?” He asked. My eyes widen, and I gave him a small smile, “Perfect.”

            Kima wiped the steam away from my mirror and helped me towel dry my long hair. We gossiped about the events of tonight during my rose petal bath before I touched upon Katara’s strange behaviour. “Katara is not like that…” Kima pondered. I huffed and crossed my arms, “Everything was perfect, but she made it so awkward.” Kima frowned and threw the towel away in the laundry. “Something must be wrong; she didn't say a word to you?” She asked again.

            I sat up and shook my head, “Nothing. As soon as we got home, she went straight to her bedroom with Aang. Maybe tomorrow she'll talk to me?” Kima shook her head and shrugged, “I'm just as lost as you are my Lady.” I nodded as Kima stood up and we both exited the bathroom. “Thank you for the bath, I appreciate it,” I said as Kima began grabbing her bag and coat. She smiled and gave me a quick hug, “Anything for you. I'll see you tomorrow.”

            I nodded, and with that, she said her goodnight and left. I huffed as I went back over to my bedpost and grabbed my robe. Although it was late, and I knew I should be heading off to bed, I was still riding off a high after today’s events. I left my room and began walking to the kitchen, ready to make a tea.

            Events from today flashed throughout my mind, but more specifically the way Zuko gripped my shoulders and delicately touched my neck. A cold shiver ran up my back, remembering the way he looked at me at the restaurant and how he traced my tattoo. It was a look he never gave me before; it was different from his gentleman gazes filled with care. This time it was more, sensual? I slapped my cheeks and turned the corner in the hallway, just as I was about to step inside the kitchen I bumped into something, well, more like someone.

            I pouted as I rubbed my head achingly, “A-are you okay?” A deep voice spoke with concern. I looked up only to see Zuko looking down with worry written all over his face. I groaned and stopped rubbing my head, “I'm okay…but what are you wearing? Armour?” I whined. Zuko chuckled and patted my head softly, “Well, if you consider muscles a form of armour, then yes.” I rolled my eyes and slapped his arm; sometimes he was way too cocky for his good. Although he had every right…

            Zuko laughed and rubbed his arm playfully as if I had hurt him. “What are you doing here anyway?” I asked. Zuko raised a mug filled with fresh steaming tea, “Don’t you have a maid to get you stuff like that?” I said with a raised brow. Zuko grinned and pointed his chin at me, “What about you? Why are you here?”

            “To get tea.”

            “Don’t you have an assistant to get you that?” He said mockingly.

            “She went home.”

            “Mine went to bed already.” He shot back and laughed at my defeated look. I crossed my arms, looking annoyed, but truthfully, I was enjoying every minute of this pointless banter. “You can’t sleep tonight?” Zuko asked as he moved aside, letting me step into the kitchen. It was empty, although I was not surprised as almost all of the workers besides the guards had gone home already. I shook my head and leaned against the counter, “I can’t sleep at all.” I said as I gazed out the window.

            I could see the beautiful Southern lights dancing in the sky, the first time in a while that I have witnessed such a sight. It had been snowing for weeks, keeping the skies cloudy, although today was the first night the skies were clear… My eyes widen, and before Zuko noticed, I ran up to him. “Zuko, would you like to go on an adventure?” I asked excitedly. Zuko looked at me with wide eyes, completely taken aback by my bold statement.

            “Adventure? Like what?” he asks, clearly interested but also weary. I smiled and pulled him towards the window. He put down his tea on the counter as I pushed him, “Remember when I first took you to your room, and I told you about the Southern lights?” Zuko nodded and pointed outside. “You said you often sneak outside to the- you want to go to the cliff?” He said as he sharply turned out. I smiled innocently, “This may be the only chance you get. You need clear skies, and it’s been snowing for weeks. Today is the first time it stopped, and it may be the last.”

            Zuko grinned mischievously before lazily wrapping an arm around my shoulder, “That means sneaking out of here. The guards won’t let us leave that easily.” I smiled and leaned forward, “What’s wrong, scared?” I said in a teasing tone. Zuko leaned forward as well, “This whole time I thought you were an innocent Princess, turns out you are quite naughty.” I blushed, and I swiftly ducked under his arm as I dashed to the kitchen exit, “I can meet you in a few minutes at the entrance.” Zuko shook his head, “Where are you going, grabbing your snowshoes?”

            I titled my head, confused. Zuko grinned and waltzed over to me, “If we are going to do this, we are going to go now, as is.” He said. I looked at him shocked, “I need something to keep me warm, we are just wearing pyjamas.” Zuko wrapped his arm around my shoulder, and I could feel a sudden wave of heat, “You got me to keep you warm, remember?” He whispered in my ear. I blushed, and I bashfully looked the other way, boy he knows how to flirt when he wants to.

            “Fine, let’s do this,” I said, and with that, we quietly walked in the hallway. I was stunned at how many guards were posted around the home. I guess with Fire Lord Zuko here; security has tightened. Multiple times we were forced into awkward, cramped corners to hide, but after a few minutes, we finally succeeded at finding a door that was not guarded and led outside. The cold wind made my silk robe seem like ice against my skin. I gasped at the sudden cold, and Zuko tightly wrapped his arm around my shoulders, “Don’t worry, I got you.” He said, and right away I felt a sudden force of warmth wrap around my body. “Lead the way, Princess.”

            Without another word, we began trekking through the snow. It was only a matter of minutes that the house looked tiny, the farther we walked. I could start hearing the waves crashing against each other, and I knew we were close. I eagerly walked faster, as our warm breath caused clouds of fog around us. It was a powerful wave crashing against ice that caused my eyes to widen in anticipation. “Do you hear that?” I asked. Zuko stopped walking and carefully listened. “Is that…water?” He asked. I smiled and grabbed his hand and began dashing. Zuko ran behind me, keeping up as I ran up the hill, this is it…

            We both stopped right at the edge of the cliff. Beneath our feet was nothing but a long way down to the cold waters. Zuko’s eyes widen as the sky was pitch black besides the colourful display of nature above us. “It’s beautiful…” Zuko spoke quietly, completely mesmerized at the sight. The Southern lights danced in the sky, and ribbons of colours intertwined with each other. The sea reflected each movement, making the sky seem vast, almost like we were both floating in the heavens.

            I tightly snuggled against Zuko, absorbing all the warmth I could. His arm wrapped around my waist, as we stood together in each other’s embrace, looking at the stars. I smiled happily, never did I think I would do this. Be in my pyjamas, in the middle of the night, with Fire Lord Zuko. Yet, here I was. I rested my head against Zuko’s chest, hearing his even heartbeat. It was this moment that I knew; I like Zuko.

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