#oh. im scared [] said i lied n [] believes her n im NOT lying n im scared

[greasersgyatt]

Hiii <3 can you write an outsiders tickle fic where a female reader is really ticklish but tries her best to hind it from Dally but of course he finds out and takes advantage of her ticklishness? Dally is such a teasing tickler 🙈

{Yesss❗️❗️}

Dally and Y/N have been friends for a good few years now. They were two stereotypical boy - girl bestfriends. They would tease eachother, make fun of eachother just for fun and they would be reslly touching just for shits and giggles. They reslly didnt mind eachother, infact they loved eachothers company. Even if theyre both bitches to eachother 24/7.

Y/N invited Dallas over to her house just like any oher day. They were sitting in her bed while watching a horror movie and eating snacks. They loved having little movie days even if they did it almost everyday. It was always enjoyable for Dally to scare Y/N during the scary parts of movies because she would always give the best reactions.

Today, dally tried something new.

As they watched a new horror movie that came out, dally started to scare her. “You know this movie is based off a true story?” Dally said, glancing at Y/N as he tried to keep a straight face. “Shut up Dally, Its not!” Y/N nervously chuckled, trying her best not to seem scared even though she was literally hiding halfway under the blankets. “Yeah it was. I heard that the killer in the movie was actually real and that hes still out on the run or something” dallas replied, focusing his eyes back onto the tv where the movie was playing. “Cut your shit. I’m not that dumb to believe your shitty lies” Y/N groaned. She knew dally too well to fall for that. “Well, its not gonna be me who is gonna be out with you, protecting you from him” dallas smirked, knowing that Y/N didn’t believe his bullshit. “Ha, you think i need protection? Especially by you? Youre really funny, dallas” Y/N said, laughing lightly in his face. “Im gonna be the one laughing when your ass gets beat and murdered” dallas muttered quietly under his breath. He purposely said it quietly to tick Y/N off. Y/N glared at dallas. “I can protect myself you dumbass” Y/N said,rolling her eyes. “As if” Dallas added on, laughing as he poked her side to mess with her. Suddenly, Y/N squealed. Her face heated up red with embarrassment. Dallas stared at her with the most shocked but evil grin ever. “You ticklish, Y/N?” Dallas asked playfully. The grin never wiped off his face as he waited for an answer. “..no? Just caught me off guard” Y/N replied back but never looked at Dallas. She was too embarrassed to. “You sure, ma’am?” Dallas asked, not believing her for a second. “Yeah,now watch the movie you dork” Y/N muttered, forcing herself to keep her eyes strictly on the tv screen and nowhere else. “Oh yea? Lets see if youre lying, shall we?” Dallas insisted before creeping his hands behind Y/N’s back slowly. Y/N could already feel the tickly feeling creeping on her sides just from how dallas is taking his sweet ass time. She tried to block her sides with her elbows but she was too late.

Dallas suddenly dug his fingers into her sides, wiggling them all around. Y/N’s soft laughter filled up the room pretty quickly. “Dahahallas!!-” she screamed through her laughter. “Stahahawp it yohohou shithehehead!!” She added on. “Thought you werent ticklish?” Dallas whispered into her ear purposely pushing the air out from his lips harshly so that she could feel the tingly feeling on the side of her neck. That worked so well. It had her squirming her neck to the side, giggling aswell as trying to shove dallas’s hands away from her body. Dallas was too smart for that tho. He moved his hands quickly to different spots so that 1) she couldn’t get used to the feeling of tickling in one spot. 2) so she couldnt smack his hand away at any time. “Awh, does it ti- ti- tickle?” Dallas snickered, moving his hand up to Y/N’s ribs, then to her hips. Her hips made her laugh so uncontrollably. “cuhuhut it ohohout!!” She shrieked. dallas couldnt help himself but continue for another few minutes until Y/N was practically begging to be let go. “Im gohonna get yohohou back..” Y/N giggled out though he probably wasnt too serious about it. “Sure you will” dallas smirked.

[lvxybby]

Music Ties (kurt Cobain X fem! reader) (pt9?)

Y/N's Pov: Kurt lied on his bed holding his stomach and accepting the pain. "kurt...you poor thing" i said walking over to him. dave and krist left the room, leaving us alone. my hand grazed through his hair. i gently pet him. he looked sad and full of discomfort. he hummed a bit and adjusted closer to me. soon krist walked back in with the bucket and some things to help kurt. krist set them down and sat next to kurt. "how you feelin' man?" he asked kurt. "total shit..." kurt replied. "ok...just get some rest ok dude" krist said "okay" kurt replied. kurt moved some more to get under his blankets. he snuggled under them and lied there staring at me. he looked so adorable lying there with his big blue eyes. like a puppy. "im sorry" he spoke "for what?" i asked confused. "for being weird" he said breaking eye contact. "oh kurt your not weird..." i said rubbing his cheek. he stayed silent before talking again "its just that...i feel that my stomach issue is weird" he said looking at me again "kurt i know you cant help it...i dont think its weird at all...not one bit" i said giving him a smile. "i.....i really hate being sick but im scared that if i get rid of my problems i wont be as creative..." he said. "well...you can write songs about what it was like to be in that horrible pain...that discomfort for so long...then you have a huge topic you can write songs about. i believe its such a big topic that you can make a whole album about it. and another thing is your creativeness isnt in your pain its in your head. whatever you got going on in there is genius kurt...its lovely that you can think so much...." i said. my hand cupped his face. our relationship was growing by the second. we were getting closer and closer. it was almost too fast. we stared at each other before kurt spoke again "this is...awkward...." he said looking away. "i know...just get some rest" i said placing a kiss on his head before walking out. holy shit i just kissed him. did he like it? will he hate it? does he even like me? i cant think straight. i need some fresh air. i walked outside and patted my sides for my cigarettes, but they weren't there. right...they're in my car. i pulled my keys from my pockets and went out to my car. i unlocked it and sat in the seat, looking for my pack. it was really cold so i shut my door and cranked the car while i looked to keep warm.

Kurts POV: she kissed me...oh fuck...it was so nice....i want to see her... and talk to her. i heard the front door open and close. who went outside? i slowly shuffled over to my window and saw Y/N in her car. it was cranked and she looked in a rush. was she leaving me...? that horrible feeling overwhelmed me. i dont want her to leave. was my stomach issue too weird for her? was it because im a moody mess and constantly changing moods because im a stupid bipolar fuck? was it the kiss? i dont know. but sadness has flowed into my thoughts. im really close to her now.

[words-for-holland]

Always Yours

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: Sometimes dating a celebrity is hard...but Tom & Y/N have always said no matter what happens they could get through anything. Some angst but a lot of fluff.

A/N: So sorry for leaving yall hanging! Life is just crazy right now and this blog needs a lot of TLC tbh!! Also ehh I def dont think this was my best work but enjoy?

“Oof” Y/N lets out as she plops on to her boyfriend who was lying comfortable on the couch. Tom groaned at the impact with a cheeky smile on his face, his arms instantly wrapping around Y/N’s frame.

“Y’know..there are empty seats right there.” The soft brown-eyed boy gestured with the flick of his thick head as Y/N raises her eyes looking down at him, pretending to be slightly offended.

“Oh I see how it is then. It’s cool...Ill just cuddle with Tessa instead. I know she would welcome me with open arms instead of—” As she slowly starts getting off his chest, Tom is quick to pull her back in, securing her with his strong arms. “No baby, I was just kidding. I want you right here, and Im never letting you go.” he pleas.

The only thing Y/N could manage was letting out a fit of giggles into his chest, a sound that Tom adored and would do absolutely anything to hear every minute of every day. They stay like this for a while enjoying the feeling of each other as they both run their hands into each others hair, the feeling of their chests moving up and down, the subtle thumps of their heartbeats, and the little slips of adoration that came out of their mouths. It was peaceful. A moment that nobody could really take a way because it was theirs.

Y/N casually pulls up her phone, and scrolls through Twitter when she noticed a particular tweet on her timeline. Her eyebrows furrow, as she read the 160 character message.

Why Tom Holland Should Be With Aaliyah Cole and Dump Y/N: A Thread.

She knew it wasnt a good idea to open up the thread. She knew very well that everything within the shallow string of tweets would be a complete waste of her time because it was made up by fans who just wanted to satisfy their fantasy of shipping Tom with his co-star. Who can blame them? They always had great chemistry, but it was part of the job and thats all it would ever be.

“You’re awfully quiet.” Tom murmurs, as he places soft kisses at the crown of her head. “Whats going on?” She was lucky her phone was facing away from Tom, quickly closing the app and pretending to be on one of her many tabs in Safari.

“Mmm..nothing.” Y/N lies softly, a tight-lipped smiled plastered on her face.

“Absolute bullocks. Youre not a very good liar.” He chuckles. “Tell me darling. Whats on your mind?”

Y/N rolls her eyes in response. She’s heard that comment one too many times in her life from everyone shes known. After not giving it much thought, she gives in, sighing heavily. “Dont judge me for what Im about to say.”

“Mmm...I think it might depend on wha— Ow” Tom reacts as he playfully rubs the side of his chest that Y/N hit. “Okay too soon for jokes. Go on.”

Again, Y/N sighs as she props herself up. “Its just ... well a lot of your fans keeps talking about wanting you to get with Aaliyah.” She looks down trying not to make eye contact with Tom, who she’d imagine was looking at her with annoyance.

Tom rolls his eyes at the ridiculousness. Not so much at Y/N but the fact that some of his fans just didnt want to accept the fact that he was happy with Y/N. If it had to come from his mouth to stop the stupid rumors and give his girlfriend peace, then hed gladly yell it from the rooftops for everyone to hear. “Thats it Im making a statement about it.”

Y/N’s eyes widen in fear, scrambling to prevent him from grabbing his phone on the table next him. “No no no no.” She repeatedly declines. “You’ll only make it worse.”

“Darling, Im not going to stand here and watch you get all insecure because of their delusional ship.”

“Yeah well Im not gonna be the reason your fans hate me because Im getting in the way of your friendship with Aaliyah Cole.” She fires back.

Tom was ready to open his mouth only to be cut off once again. “And you know better. That is how your fans will always see it.”

“Okay, are you done?” He calmly asked, cautiously observing her. Rarely did Y/N ever get worked up about anything, but when she had her tangents, Tom always made sure she got off everything she needed to say before he becomes her voice of reason.

“Yeah, I guess.” she says feeling defeated. “Look its whatever and Im tired, can we just let this go and forget this whole conversation even happened?”

Tom was unconvinced, but didnt want to push her further. So reluctantly, he gave in and wrapped his arms around Y/N as they both tried to lull themselves to sleep.

***

Y/N wasnt sure how she ended up in the Tube. It was strange how the lights flickered off the rusted tile floor. The train was no where to be seen, but off to the side of the railroads was pitch black, she could hardly see beyond. To her right she noticed herself standing in the corner of the room, and to her surprise Aaliyah was there. Her milk chocolate kissed skin, and fashionably long frizzy hair dropped down past her shoulders. Her figure long and poised, as she wore a rain jacket and sweats. An outfit only she could pull off and make it look like she was a model for Vogue. Aasliyah smiles brightly at Y/N.

“Hey Y/N.” She says cheerfully as a genuine friend would.

To Y/N’s surprise she greeted her back in the same tone. “Hey Aaliyah...uhh whats going on?” Y/N wasnt sure if she wanted the answer of how they both ended up in the Tube or if she truly wanted to know how her day went.

“Well Im getting ready to present at the Oscars.” She replies, a smile plastered as if she was so excited about it, almost too excited like she was keeping a secret.

“Really? Oh my god, that’s amazing! Im so proud of you Aaliyah! Who are you taking?”

Aaliyah pauses for a few moment looking back and forth, making sure no one else was around. “Okay can you keep a secret?” She whispered.

Y/N nods her head slowly, not having the slightest clue of what was going on. “Im taking Tom. I think he really likes me, and well...I like him too! Do you think maybe I should ask him when we go?” Aaliyah asked genuinely. It was almost like she had no recollection of Y/N and Tom being a couple. “I think we would look good together. Everyone is already making rumors and ships about us.”

Y/N backs aways lowly only to bump into a broad figure. As she turns around she sees Tom, emotionless and almost sad. “Y/N.” He speaks out. “I dont think this is going to work out. Im leaving you.”

Y/N’s heart quickens, and her breaths become shorter as she tries to find a way to run. Running and running into the darkness, until all she could hear was Tom’s faint voice calling out her name.

***

“Y/N! Y/N! Baby wake up please.” Tom cries as he gently shakes his girlfriend from her disturbed sleep.

Quickly Y/N opens her eyes and clutches on to Toms hoodie firmly. Back home, and in Toms arms. It was a dream was all she thought. A sigh of relief escaping from her mouth.

“Darling...” he speaks softly, worried about his girlfriend. “Are you okay?”

Y/N looks up at him and nods frantically. “Mmm..bad dream.”

“Yeah it seemed like it. You were so frightened...I was scared. What happened?” He’s looking at her, trying to read her saddened eyes, wanting to desperately understand what scared her so he could make it all go away for her.

Y/N looks down at her fiddling hands, as she sits on the couch. “I uhh...” she lets out a chuckle, thinking of the ridiculousness of it all. “I uhh...dreamed about Aaliyah going to the oscars and saying how she loved you and how you two are perfect for each other. When I turned around I saw you but you werent happy and said you were leaving me.”

Tom doesnt say a word, all he could think about was how sorry he felt to put Y/N in this position. Though both of them knew, It wasnt Toms fault, or anyone’s for that matter. Feelings are feelings and that was okay. No human being was ever born perfect and without insecurities.

Y/N always tried to be a good sport with situations like this knowing every shippers theory and evidence were hardly ever true, but at some point there was only so much she could take before it all came out like an oil spill. Maybe it was a sign that she wasnt good enough to be with Tom if half of his fanbase thought this way as well.

Tom cradled her into his arms again, holding her tightly and kissing the top of her head. “Darling, I know youre still doubting yourself about all of this, but please believe me when I tell you that I love you so so much and no matter what happens...Im always yours.” He whispers gently in her ear. “It was only a dream and these ridiculous rumors and theories are just that. No one woman in the world could ever make me feel the way I feel for you.”

Y/N blinks softly, as she stares into space. Afraid and in a weird way ashamed, its funny how something so small and so minimal could affect her self-esteem so greatly. Tom gently brings her head up, so her eyes can meet his. He rolls his thumb on the bottom of her soft lips. “Hey, I love you.” Tom smiles.

Time stopped for the both of them the moment Y/N looked into his eyes, she felt safe. All the bad words and thoughts slowly disappear. Tom was right, none of the things that anyone said about their relationship mattered. She knew Tom loved her, and how much she truly loved him. Isnt that enough? Of course not. It was more than enough. A smile slowly forming on Y/N’s face. “Theres that smile I love so much.” He comments.

“Im sorry, for being such a —”

“No. Its okay. You have a right to feel the way you did.” He picks up her hand and leaves a gentle kiss.

“I love you so much Tom.” She says pressing her lips to his. “I dont deserve you.”

“Darling, its me that doesnt deserve you. Im always yours.” Tom proclaims as he kisses her back.

[dangan-writing]

I need a n g s t

Kokichi, Nagito and Shuichi with a s/o that’s really forgiving? You could make them end up in the hospital and they’d forgive you

So what if they accidentally kill them and their s/o still forgives them?

If you want, you can do a happy ending where they live! Your choice! :)

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*__ i pick different endings if that's okay Anon, And i picked it to be in the killing game, please tell me if you want it to be changed Anon.

*__ and i apologise if it seems rushed, it's hard to write for 3 character's. And also because you were probably waiting for so long. you can still request for me to remake it Anon, don't worry ^^

*___ Tw -> Ch/king, po/soning, Ka/de, caps, violence, curse words, f/re, injuries

*___Mod Miaya___*

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*___Kokichi Oma___*

When somebody hurts you Kokichi will be fucking rude to them since they don't deserve respect since they hurted you

"Ah Kokichi! Calm down, it didn't hurt that much! I'm okay, see?" You try to move around, but gasping because of the pain "O-Oh.." "See! You got really hurt! That person is gonna get it!!" Kokichi wails "H-hey, i forgive them.. it's not like they murdered me or anything! I'm still here, with just some small injury!" You giggled "Are you that nice?" Kokichi mumbled, before getting up "Hey c'mon! Let's go to Keeboy and have fun with him!" Kokichi smiled mischievously, you laugh "let's go."

That was actually to distract you and go to the person who hurted you and prank the fuck out of the person-

He's concerned about you, i mean. A forgiving S/O? He'll be watching out the people who talks to you, he's a liar. He'll know if they're lying or not. It's impossible for them to hurt you since you have a liar by your side! Impossible he says as he didn't realize they lied in front of his face as you and the person walked away together

After a few minutes passed, he was concerned. Why were you two taking so long? You two must not have been- no, that can't be. Unless...

Shit.. he ran looking after you "S/O!!~ where are you?~ we better not play hide and seek! You'd know i win easily~" he tried to keep up his facade, not wanting to freak himself out... then he saw you tied up, with blood and bruises all over you, with you breathing heavily.

"S/O!" He ran towards you, not even noticing the trap beneath him. As he tried to remove the ropes around you, as he turned around, the door was closed and fire started appearing "Oh shit, t-there was a trap?" He was trying to remove the ropes but it was too tight "Aha.. Don't worry we'll get out of h-here S/O! And we'll get that bastard later for doing this to you dear!" He started to breathe heavily, some smoke blocking his vision. He started to grow weaker "H-ha.. S/O i'm t-truly sorry.." he passed out, luckily people started to bust the door open. The people.. Gonta, and Kaito. With Tenko and the other people "S/O, KOKICHI!" Gonta yelled "Is there any water to put the fire out?" Tenko asked, she doesn't even care if the males save them she just wants them to be saved "I have it here!" Kaito yelled holding some fire grenades with him, he passed the fire grenades to everyone and they started to throw it in the fire

After some minutes, the fire stopped. The others rushed in there finding you two, they picked you two up and put you two in the dorms, Kirumi offered to heal you two. 1st degree burns.. a lot of bruises and blood on you. It took you two two days to wake up.. Kokichi woke up first "nghn.. uh what happened?" Kokichi asked, confused before realizing "ah!- is S/O okay! They better be okay!" Kokichi pouted, looking at Kirumi "they're okay, they just needed more rest then they'll be fine, no need to wory Kokichi. I attended to their injuries quickly after everyone pulled you two out of the fire, they are right next to you Kokichi." Kokichi looked next to him to see you beside him resting peacefully "oh damn, nishishi~" Kokichi looked at Kirumi "Can you leave? I have something to do, like a leader would do!" Kokichi just want to cuddle you actually. Kirumi did as he said, but she knew that he wanted to cuddle you after seeing you there beside him, she smiled.

Cuddling..

After some cuddling you woke up aswell due to his constant moving

"Mmmm Koshi..?" You groaned, half asleep. You rubbed your eyes for a bit "Heeeeey your awake noow! You take too long to wake up!" Kokichi childishly pouted, it's too adorable to be guilty with it, you laugh "That's not going to work in me, that's too adorable y'know?" Kokichi tried his scary face, it's a little intimidating. But it's still cute "still cute-" "Man can't you be scared of me!?" Kokichi cried out! Shaking his arms like a child

After you two were okay now, everyone besides one was trying to find the person who almost killed the both of you

It took 1-2 hours to find the the person who did this

It.. was Angie?

"Uhm.. Why did you try to kill S/O and uh, Ouma-san?" Shuichi asked Angie, who was tied up in a chair "Ahhh~ S/O wanted to give their blood to Atua! That's what Atua told Angie!~" Angie was cheerful as always. Almost everyone didn't believe that "Hey you almost killed me and my dearest S/O!" Kokichi wailed trying to attack Angie, but Gonta was holding onto him as Shuichi said, Angie laughed "S/O offered me some of their-" Shuichi isn't having none of it "Listen.. uhm, you almost killed S/O and Kokichi, how is that uh- related to Atua? And you started a fire for hell's sake...!" Shuichi yelled at Angie, Angie didn't smile. It sended chills on all of their spines.. it wasn't normal for her to not smile, since she always smiles. Seems like she isn't gonna talk for the time "Guys, please don't worry, i forgive her." You jumped in "WHAT? She almost killed you y'know!?" Kaito yelled "Yeah! The idiots right! Angie killed you!" "She's not dead you fuckin' brat!" Miu yelled at Kokichi "h-huh? That w-was uncalled for!" Oh dear now she messed up "W-Wai-" "WWWWWWAAAAAAAHHHHH!!" Kokichi wailed, annoying the others, especially Korekiyo, Kaito, and Maki. They left as soon Kokichi started to cry, except for Kaito-

"Like i said, i forgive her. I'm still alive anyways so that's good right?"

"You forgivable cutie.." Kokichi mumbles

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*___Nagito Komaeda___*

He's a bit protective, you forgive people so easily. He doesn't mind if it's the hopeful people but, the despairful people?? Fuck no he won't let them go to you ever again, he has a quick eye. He'll catch them if they are looking at you

"S/O! Why do you forgive such despairing ugly humans, they hurted you!" Nagito spoke, angrily confused, you are filled with hope thats what he loves but you are a bit too considerate about *everyone's* feelings, even if it's a inanimate object you still refuse to break it.. you really are filled of hope.. too much hope "Huh? Why i forgive people all the time? Uhm... it's just my nature to forgive them, i am aware of how forgiveful i am. I forgive them, but that doesn't mean i like them, listen.. i forgive people but i stay away from them. I can understand when i forgive someone when they hurted me for so long, that's why you never see me with the people i know that hurted me Nagito." You try to give an explaination, of course. You know it isn't all but you decided to give an answer for him to know "S/O.. i.. i understand, how stupid am i to question such hope!" Nagito please calm down we care for you-

You saw him walking, bringing some stuff. Is.. is that poison? Spear, rope, speakers... what is he planning again? He walked inside the warehouse, you need to stop him from being reckless again. But you didn't move from your spot, you waited for a little while. Then you heard fireworks? Then.. running, everyone? They walked to the warehouse, Akane trying to bust the door open. You still stayed im your spot, trying to see if someone is doing stupid. Eventually Akane busted the door open, then you heard

Fire. What the hell? Wasn't Nagito in there? Shit.. You run in the warehouse

"NAGITO!!" you yelled, trying to get the fire canisters and threw them on the fire, it only made the fire more bigger? It's a fire canister.. isn't it suppose to put the fire out? Soon everyone moved and threw the individual fire canister's

Soon enough, the sprinklers put the fire out. You stood up "NAGITO ARE THERE!?" You tried to run in but Monokuma stopped you "Uh-Oh! Unfortuantely you can't be in here for now! Now get out so i can fix this damn warehouse!" You all got kicked out, after 6 minutes Monokuma appeared "Yahhoo, now it's finished now go in there you damn kids!" it's finally done.. honestly it felt like forever. But no time for that, you all ran in the warehouse "hmnn, i smell somethin'.." Akane's nose twitched like a beast when she said that "...That's probably because of the fire earlier.." Chiaki said, and Chiaki pointed out the there was space in the curtains from here, Hajime walked next to the curtain. You felt sick, it can't happen to him plea-

Ding dong bing bong! A body has been discovered! After a certain amount of time, a class trial will begin!

Screams, Kazuichi, Sonia.. and of course you.

You ran to his body begging that this isn't real "plEASE THIS ISN'T- ISN'T R-REAL" You sobbed, the others felt pity.. They tried to drag you away from his body, of course they did take you away from his body.

You eventually pass out from crying, too tired to investigate for the trial. They dragged you in the trial room, you wouldn't wake up so they had no choice but to drag you in the trial. Few minutes later you woke up

"N-Nagito.. set one of us as the killer..." what? Set one of us?

"Huh? What do you mean he set someone as the murderer..?" you asked in disbelief, Hajime explained what basically happened while you were asleep, you just stood there. You tried to focus, you threw a fire canister in the fire, but it only made the fire larger than before.

What...? This.. is unfair unfair- no.

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"I know who did it." You spoke, interrupting their panicking which they snapped out of it when they looked at you "You only decide to talk now!?" Kazuichi yelled, obviously scared for his life "yeah" you nod "uhm.. may i ask who it is?" Sonia nervously asked, you sighed heavily "uh, it's me."

"W-what!? That can't be true! You saved me when i was starvin'!' Akane yelled out "Huuuuuhhh!? What the hell? S/O bought you some food?! That w-wasn't supposed to be allowed-" Monokuma looked dumbfounded until he was cut off "Who the hell cares!? They still saved me.." Akane looked down, it felt like Nekomaru's death all of a sudden..

Hajime and others felt like crying, you were like a leader trying to protect them even though you forgive people too easily "..." Chiaki didn't said anything, she just looked at you. You smiled at her "Do... do you forgive Komaeda-san for what happened S/O?" Chiaki asked "of course not! He set them up as the culprit you kno-" "Yes." You answered, ignoring Kazuichi's comment "hnm, you still forgive him? After he set you up S/O?" She tilt her head "yes, i know he must have a reason. He wouldn't kill someone for his own benifit, that's what i deduced, i believe he has a reason for this. He loves hope, he thinks me as his hope. He wouldn't just throw me away without an explanation, why would he call me a despairing person? I.. yes, i forgive him.." you lowered your head, you didn't understand any of this, why would he kill himself and you?

"Alrighty! Time to vote! Who would be chosen as the blackened?" Monokuma butted in the conversation "Goodbye everyone.. please remember me and everyone in this damned killing game." You smiled, looking at everyone. You are terrified of what kind of execution you have, but you tried to forget it.

This.. is goodbye for me.

S/O has been found guilty, time for the execution!

Right.. goodbye.

I forgive you all for..

*___Shuichi Saihara___*

The same with the two guys, he'll be pretty protective of you since you are so forgiving, there's a high chance you'll get killed because of your friendly nature and he doesn't want that to happen, not ever

"S-S/O, please try to be less considerate.. N-Not that you should be r-rude to anyone! I mean.. you s-shouldn't forgive p-people that easily, even if they are s-sorry. They hurted you uhm, S/O you don't have to feel o-obligated to forgive them." He hugged you, making you feel protected. You laughed

"Ahah, Shuichi. Thank you, i understand that i shouldn't forgive people that easily but, we really are just like that. No matter how many times they hurted us we forgive them. we people, are like that." You tighten the hug, smiling onto his chest

"S-S/O!" He screamed as he rushed towards you, you choking. He didn't realize he put in the poison instead the water.

"S/O DON'T DIE YET PLEASE" Shuichi was panicking, he is gonna murder his own S/O because he was losing sleep that he didn't realize that he put poison in your drink.

'Please pleaee please please please please please please please please please please please please pleaee please please please please please please please please'

..it....

..It was too late? He looked at your dead body.

"S-S/O.. I.. I'm so sorry... i'm such a failure.." he caressed your face. Sobbing, Before.

Ding dong bing bong! A body has been discovered, after a certain amount of time, a class trial will begin!

"WH-WHAT THE HELL!?" Miu screamed out, she rushed to hide in Kaito's back "EEEEEEIIIII, POOICHI IS THE MURDERER!" "What the hell Shuichi!" Kaito stumbled back a bit. Their screams of terror alerted the others, making Kaede, with Tsumugi and Rantaro on her trail.

"H-huh Shuichi!?" "Aaaauuuhh! The killing has started! It's much more different than Sakura's death on Danganronpa trigger happy hav-" "S-Shuichi.." Kaede, Tsumugi, and Rantaro reacted altogether, Rantaro ran towards Shuichi pushing him and trying to do something so he couldn't move "Anyone here have any rope? We need to tie him up first before questioning whats happened." Rantaro stated, looking up at the others "I-I'm sorry.." Rantaro looked down at Shuichi "you will have to explain yourself later, we don't know if you are the culprit, but be honest later on aight?" Shuichi didn't reply

Korekiyo walked in the scene, with a velvet colored rope in hand "i heard that you will be needing this, and so i give this rope to you Amami-san.." Korekiyo handed him the rope " Thanks Kiyo." Amami tied up Shuichi but didn't question on how Korekiyo found the rope but he isn't complaining "Kekehehe.. it is no problem Amami-san..." weirdo..

After they tied him up, they investigated the crime scene first before talking to him because that will waste their time, as they all went to the trial grounds, with Shuichi still tied up. Kaito guarding so he couldn't run away.

"So.. Shuichi, Why did you plan on killing your S/O. Your S/O." Rantaro said. Even if he is not your S/O he cared abiut you deeply, to just see your dead body fuels him with rage "Y-yeah.. Why Shuichi, you guys loved eachother so deeply, i don't understand why you k-killed them." Kaede tried not to sob, but horribly failed "I... i-i didn't mean to kill them, i was tired, stupid.. just vote me out already, i don't care if i die." .. Nobody tried to argue against him, he already admitted it, no point of arguing anyway

"Man you guys got it right! That was boring. an accidental death! Woohoo surely they wouldn't forgive him, he killed them. They wanted to live, yet. You.. killed... them! Puhuhuhu..lets get with on it, i have a special punishment for the ultimate detective, Shuichi Saihara!" Some of the people were clenching their fists, the ultimate detective.. was going to get executed "Let's give it everything we've got! It's... PUNISHMENT TIIIME!"

...

..

.

Huh? What..

What? Why is he, in a pod? He saw someone outside of the pod..is that? No way, S/O?

You opened the pod, smiling at him "well hello there Shuichi, it's so good to see you again." You held his hand, he looked dumbfounded, soon tears started to build up "S-S/O!" He hugged you tightly, not wanting to let go "I'm s-so sorry.. i didn't mean to kill you! I-i... you can hurt me, anything to make you satisfied with what happened.." Shuichi begged you to do it.. he's sobbing, he's so sorry "it's okay dear, i know you didn't mean it! I forgive you! I don't care how many times you hurt me, i'll always forgive you Shuhara. I love you too much for me to not forgive you, or anyone." You caressed his face, smiling softly at him.

"A-ah.." he looked down before smiling, you standed up and he followed what you did "Now, let's go and watch the others now Detective Shuhara."

"Of course."

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[emiliaheartfeel]

Supergirl

Chapter 7: Bro Code

AN: Atsumu did a shitty thing, that I do not condone. Hope your ready to feel smad!

It’s been two weeks since you started ignoring and avoiding Atsumu. You didn’t even reply to his message and he has been too stubborn to apologize. It’s starting to get on Osamu’s nerves because avoiding Atsumu included avoiding Osamu. He hasn’t seen or heard from you and Atsumu has been a bitch the whole time too. The coach had to bench cause he was being down right cruel to his own teammates. Osamu can’t talk to you and he hasn’t wanted to ask Atsumu, but this had gotten ridiculous and the team agrees. Kita calls a team meeting after practice one day. Atsumu is extremely bitter and becomes even more annoyed when all heads turn to him.

“What happened with you Atsumu?”

“I don’t know what your fucking talking about!”

“You have been rather irritable as of late”

“What he means is you have been a bitch.”

“In a sense, yes”

“I am always like this”

“Like hell you are man”

“Why don’t you all just leave me hell alone!”

Osamu can’t take it anymore and lunges at he’s brother in pure fury. This already was more intense then their usual petty fights. Fights about you always were. Osamu has Atsumu pinned under him hands in his collar holding him down. Both Aran and Kita are ready to get involved but Osamu sends them a nasty glare.

“What. The. Fuck. Did you do?”

“I already told you I don’t know what you are talking about”

“Bull fucking shit. Y/N is so mad at YOU she isn’t even talking to me”

“She chose you,”

“What”

“Three months ago she chose you,”

Osamu is lost now. What was Atsumu on about. Confusion is all he feels as he watches Atsumu looks broken. Years ago Atsumu was the first twin to tell the other he loved you Osamu revealed he did too a few months later.

“Last time she was in town she came to me to talk about you,”

“I don’t understand she barely even said goodbye when she left.”

“Because I had slept with her,”

Osamu’s mind goes blank for a moment before he pulls his fist back in punches Atsumu in the nose hard enough he feels a crunch. Aran grabs his arm as he pulled again to hit his twin again. He looks feral and Atsumu looks torn and ashamed. He’s not even fighting back not making eye contact with anyone.

“You! What!!”

Atsumu doesn’t answer finding his hands much more interesting. The team is stunned into silence this wasn’t the petty bullshit they were expecting. This was deep and personal.

“Answer! Me!”

“She loved you... Loves you”

“...”

“She came to me nervous a few nights before she was leaving to ask me a question”

You were in the Miya house in your pjs when you are pacing in the hall. Your right foot goes to rub up and down you left calf a sign of pure nerves for you. Atsumu raises an eyebrow at you with an annoying teasing smirk.

“What’s up, Supergirl,”

“Umm..I...”

“What? Finally confessing your undying love to the lesser twin,”

He knew. Knew you had a crush on Osamu. You had told him a year ago, but you hadn’t acted on believing it would make your relationship with both the twins weird which Atsumu fully agreed with.

“Haha, no it’s something else...”

“Come on, you can always tell the great and generous Atsumu what’s troubling you”

“I don’t think I want to”

“Oh! She doesn’t want my advise! I am not good enough to give you my advise! Oh the betrayal. That promise when you were 8 and sobbing on front porch and I told you I always got you. That means nothing to you appare...”

“You dramatic bitch.”

*overdramatic sigh*

“Oh my god! Fine...I....to...Osamu...”

“What was that?”

“I want to give Osamu my virginity!”

“Oh”

Something in him really broke. Knowing you loved Osamu was and not acting on it was one thing, but this would definitely lead to you and his brother dating. He couldn’t handle if you two actively together. He couldn’t watch you be with another man.

“What’s that look for”

“I just think that’s a bad idea”

“Why?”

“Tell me have you really thought this through”

“Yes I want my first time to be with someone a love and trust,”

“Then let me do it!”

“What?”

He knew he was running purely on emotions and needs a cover and fast. He’s panicking this isn’t how he imagined confessing to you. He had even thought about ever confessing to you.

“We love each other and you trust me”

“You know that’s different!”

“Not really it’s going be completely yours decision everything. Think about how weird it’ll if he says no or worse he says yes and doesn’t have feelings for you. Having sex with someone you love, but doesn’t love you is a new kind of torture that I don’t want you to go through!”

“How do you know he doesn’t love me!”

“I just do!”

“How!”

“He told me!”

“I don’t believe you!”

“Atsumu I just love Y/N she’s like the perfect little sister!”

He know it was fucked up. He knew he was breaking her heart and lying to do it.

“Obviously I am not saying you need to have sex with me, but I am your safest bet,”

“I need to go home,”

“Let me walk you then”

“I don’t think that’s necessary”

“No it’s not but I need you to understand I am not trying to actively sleep with you. I just don’t want you to get hurt.”

BULLSHIT! He was a liar and a horrible friend.

“Atsumu I just found out the guy I have been in love of with for years doesn’t love me and his brother, who looks exactly like him, offers sex. I am going to be fucking hurt! I need time to think and get over Osamu. And rethink shit about my virginity,”

He knew this wasn’t gonna be good for you. You already looked destroyed and all he wanted to do was hold you, but he knew that might just confuse you. Though the really dark voice in him wanted you confused, cause maybe then you would finally pick him. He couldn’t go that far. Everything had to be your choice.

‘But is it really her choice. You lied so she wanted go to Osamu, to make you seem more attractive more desirable. You are soliciting sex from the girl you claim to live because you are jealous and maybe this is the closest you’ll ever get to her loving you. You thought if you can’t have love, lust is just as good.’ He thought to himself. Guilt riddled him before you were even out the door.

“Y/N forget I said anything. You should love and trust the man you give your first to.”

You walk out and don’t back in until a few days later. Osamu isn’t home again. You knew that and Atsumu knew you knew it. He’s hesitant to even approach you, but it is clear he is who you came to see.

“I need to know this won’t change anything between us,”

“What won’t?”

“That if I give you my virginity. Your still my friend Atsumu. I can’t live my life with out you. You were right I didn’t think it through. Even if Osamu did love me it doesn’t mean we wouldn’t eventually fall out of love and then he would just be out of my life right. I need you by my side even if he isn’t.”

It almost sounded like a love confession to Atsumu, but he knows better. You are so desperate to keep Osamu in your life you have torn yourself a part to hide that you loved him. You just assumed Atsumu was always going to be there, you just need him to say it. It not like Osamu where you won’t even risk it. Atsumu, he knew you could live without him you just don’t want to.

“No matter we are gonna be weird with each other we both have to have faith in each other, but Y/N I was talking out my ass. It annoyed me that you were gonna have sex with Osamu over me. Yeah it doesn’t make sense but you know how competitive we are. You don’t got to do this. We pretend this never happen and have a sundae night.”

“I am sure Atsumu.”

That’s what he told his teammates and that’s how it went down. Osamu is livid. Aran is holding him tightly as Kita had put tape over his mouth so Atsumu could tell his story without interruptions. Everyone taking it all in.

“Wait then why is she mad now?”

Atsumu pulls out his phone and shows them the texts he sent.

“You are an idiot”

As soon as Osamu signals he is calm enough Aran slowly and with hesitation let’s him go. As he turns to his twin face hardened and swallows tightly.

“She can never know you lied”

“...what”

“It would ruin her, Atsumu. You are her confidant and you took advantage of her. She can’t know. We pretend it never happened, we follow our bro code and neither of us go for her ever. We be the best big brothers we can. Nothing changes between us.”

“...I”

“Shut up! You did a terrible thing and should be treating her like a goddess until one of you dies. You barely deserve to be in the same room as her. You are lucky I don’t break your hands.”

“I know”

Masterlist

AN: I don’t think I capture the amount of heartbreak Atsumu actually was suppose to be in but boy is suppose to seem fucking broken. Doesn’t excuse his action but he insecure scared baby that just wants love.

AN: Sorry this chapter took a little longer. If I don’t have you in my tag list just message me! I am so so nervous about how you all are going to react to this chapter and the next ones. Also there are more then 10 chapters this is just volume 1 🙃.

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[hubbytaeil]

hello! i've been into taeil lately, so i was thinking about requesting him with prompts 46, 55, and 93, if possible. thank you in advance! 🌝💛

Taeil + #46 What’s this between us?, #55 Ruin me, #93 Don’t tell your parents

genre: angst, friends to lovers to strangers(?)

word count: 1k7 (this is taeil’s fault I swear)

warnings: smoking, slightly suggestive

a/n: now im s a d lol, this is what happens after bing watching sex and the city

-ˏˋ⋆ ̥  prompts ( send in your requests if you want <3)

This could be a dream, and yet it feels more like a nightmare. When you walked into your go-to bar, like you always do every other Friday, Taeil was the last person on Earth you thought you’d run into. The place is packed and certainly there isn’t enough space for you to run away and hide so you decide to just stand next to the counter with your friends, hoping he doesn’t come up to you.  

“Well, look who it is.” your blood freezes in your veins. You turn around in your heels slowly, preparing yourself for what you should say. “Hi, it’s been a long time.” You had broken up with him years ago and you hadn’t seen him after that. You knew that he was working for some corporate in the city but that was it. You had never run into him, not even once. To be fair, you had pictured how your eventual meeting would’ve turned out many times before, however all your fantasies can’t exceed this exact moment. Talking to him feels unreal, like being teleported back in time, a time before responsibilities, anxieties and fears. “You’ve grown taller, I see.” Taeil looks up at you pointing at your shoes. You hear your friends giggling behind you. “And you haven’t lost your sense of humour.” “That’s my only charm, you know that.” He swings his gin tonic in a circle before taking a sip. “C’mon, we both know that’s not true.” You reply gently tapping your fingers on your glass of Chardonnay. It’s definitely hard to keep eye contact, something is keeping your eyes glued to the counter. Taeil can feel it too, as he adjusts his tie.  

Fifteen years ago

“What do you mean you broke my mother’s favourite vase?!” “Exactly what it means, y/n. Oh God, please don’t tell your parents.” “Well, I’m not taking the blame again! Why the hell did you bring your football inside the house?!” “I’m sorry-” “That’s it, I’m never inviting you to my birthday party ever again.”

Those were the kind of fights you would have; you were only thirteen, life had only just begun.  

The days were filled with stupid notes passed during Math class, making fun of each other at lunchtime, eating ice scream at the park. If anyone could’ve ever been your first love, it would’ve been Taeil. You joined the music club just to spend more time with him, but you never said a word on the matter. You have such a clear memory of sitting through hours of rehearsals just to hear him play the piano. It was just a mere crush, you thought, it would fade away eventually. Yet, even now, every time you hear someone playing the piano you are taken back to that sweaty auditorium, you are taken back to the first time ever you had ever felt anything for someone. You are taken back to him.

“Do you still play?” you ask after letting your friends exchange pleasantries with Taeil, introducing him as an ‘old friend’. Inevitably, when one of the tables was cleared, they asked him to join in along with his friends.  

“Sometimes, not as much as I used to. Do you still sing?” Taeil mocks you and you cover your eyes in embarrassment. “Oh God, no.” Your conversation reaches the ears of everyone at the table. “Y/n, you didn’t tell you could sing!” “It was a school thing, I was awful.” An echo of disapproval invades your ears. “Don’t believe her!” Taeil shouts slapping a hand on the hard wood as if to prove his point. You go on saying how Taeil plays the piano magnificently to shift the centre of attention.  

The night goes on between a few drinking games and ridiculous anecdotes about college. Suddenly you ask Taeil if he’d like to accompany you outside to smoke a cigarette. “Since when do you smoke?” he questions, his tone is not judgmental in any way. “I don’t really smoke...” you begin to answer as you try to light up the cigarette. A gentle wind is blowing so Taeil helps by cupping the lighter, you thank him with a nod. “...only when I drink.” you finish after inhaling. Taeil raises an eyebrow in disbelief before pulling out a pack from his pocket. “I guess that makes two of us.” You start to grin and you find yourself unable to stop. “What it is?” “Nothing.” you respond as your grin transform into a full-on laughter. Taeil glances at you and finally gets on the same track as you and joins you. “Man, we’re old.” he exclaims taking a deep draw. “I guess.” “But you haven’t changed much since I last saw you.” You mean when I dumped you. You shut down the little voice of guilt. “Really? I don’t think so...” “You’re still gorgeous.” all of a sudden, the atmosphere is heavier.  

Ten years ago

“I think I’m love with you, y/n.” Taeil told you after making love for the first time. You stared at him in disbelief, unable to wrap your head around the concept of someone loving you back, more than anything your middle school friend who you had known for so long. Even after confessing to him your feelings, him saying he felt the same, all your friends congratulating you because they knew you two would’ve ended up together, you still couldn't believe you were holding the boy of your dreams right in your arms. But when you’re eighteen it’s hard to accept love, even if we long for it with such ache. For a while, you two had your share of fairy tale. For instance, when he kissed you on the first New Year’s Eve you spent as a couple in a square full of people. The fireworks reflected in his eyes but you ardently affirmed how those were in fact stars.  

So where did you go wrong? Why did what you had grow cold one day? During college you realised something was off. You thought the distance between you and your boyfriend Taeil couldn't jeopardise your relationship. However, as time went by, the physical distance slowly became emotional as well, you two being so invested in your lives.There lied the problem, you were starting to lead different lives. The few times you two could meet it didn’t feel genuine, you were trying to act like the people you once were. But those two were mere ghosts at that point.  

“Taeil, what’s this between us? "During the Christmas break of your senior year, you finally sat down with him to have the so dreaded discussion. It went on for hours, but Taeil wouldn't hear any of that. “No, I don’t believe this.” “Taeil, we’ve changed. Everything’s changed and I don’t know if we can go on like this. I don’t want to ruin your life by chaining you up to me.” “Ruin me, I don’t care.” It was like running in circles. The fight burned out eventually, leaving you two exhausted. You both looked up and you knew. “So, it’s over?” you nodded, unable to come up with an answer. He asked you if he could walk you up to your car one last time and you let him. “You know I’m going to win you back one day, right?” Taeil had tears in his eyes but he managed to smile at you. “We’ll see.”

It’s getting late and the bar is slowly emptying. Your friends begin to take off as well, leaving you and Taeil alone. “Do you want to share a cab, y/n?” “Oh, no thanks. I live just five minutes away.” “Oh.” Taeil hesitates before speaking out again. “If you want, I can walk with you. Only if you want.” “That would be nice.” your answer is sincere, not only because you’re kind of scared of walking alone at night, but because you want to keep talking to Taeil. You want to hear about everything you’ve missed, anything at all.  

You start walking side by side into the night, two pair of hands in your respective pockets. Taeil makes fun of the weird noise your heels make when hitting the sidewalk. “Oh, shut up! You’re just jealous!” “Yeah, you’re right. Do you have an extra pair? I could use the few inches.” It definitely doesn’t feel like chasing ghosts anymore. No, you’re just two childhood friends picking up where you’ve left off.

“Okay, I’m going to pop out the big question.” “Shoot.” “Are you seeing anyone?” you knew it was coming, sooner or later. You run through your possible answers and decide that there’s no point in lying. “Absolutely not.” Taeil assumes a shocked expression. “Why so categorical?” he chuckles. “It’s just... I haven’t had much luck.” You go on, counting down mentally how much time you have before you reach your door. “Good.” Taeil says point-blank. You glare at him not expecting him to call you out like that. “Excuse me?” “That means karma is real.” You both burst out laughing yet again. “What about you, mister Karma? Are you dating anyone?” Taeil stays silence for a bit before looking at you dead in the eye. “Absolutely fucking not.”  

“Well, this is it.” You point at your door with you finger. Now you’re both facing each other in front of the stairs. You’ve reached the endgame, and you’re dying to see how all of this will end. “This was nice, y/n.” “It really was.” another break of silence and you feel your heart giving in. You know you both want to say something, yet it feels impossible to make the first step. “Is it okay if-” Taeil stops mid-sentence which sticks a dagger in your chest. “Yes?” you barely whisper, anticipating whatever he’s going to say. “Is it okay if we see each other again? I mean, not as... but as friends. Is that alright?” Those words bring you a kind of happiness you never thought could be felt again. You take a good look at your old friend. His eyes still sparkle and you thank whoever it is that brought him back to you. “I think we can arrange that.” You don’t what’ll happen next, but it doesn’t scare you. In the air there’s a feeling of expectation which you breath in as you walk up the stairs to your door. “Y/n!” you turn around immediately, Taeil is about to get inside a cab. “Remember what I told you!” and just like that you watch him disappear into the night. This scene somehow looks familiar.

Can it be that It was all so simple then? Or has time re-written every line? If we had the chance to do it all again Tell me, would we? Could we?

[killthe-illusionarydreams]

Us Against the world

Part 4/?

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 5

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As the two two red heads stared at the intruders, unable to form a coherent sentence you walked over to them “I’m here for DA” you lied with ease “Granger asked me to help teach a while ago, I’ve decided to accept.”

Harry looked you over spectically “...oh” clearly uneasy by the fact a Y/N Y/L/N was there, however, before he could add anything, Hermione beamed

“Amazing, its time that more people signed up. Y/N you’re a great addition to this, with your skills & knowledge- im glad you’re here.” she walked over to you and handed you a piece of parchment with the rules and a golden coin.

Y/N smiled at the younger girl, happy that she believed her. Hermione secretly admired Y/N, albeit a little scared of her, but she was in awe of how she took no shit from anyone, was still top of her classes & defied the idealisations her parents tried to enforce on her.

“‘Mione, I���m not sure about this” came the awful drone of Potters voice, causing you to look up from the piece of parchment you were reading. “She’s... well we dont know her” he tried to come up with something to get you to leave.

Your eyes narrowed at the scarred boy “Why? Because I’m in Slytherin and you have a prejudice against me?” You walked over to him, now standing infront of him “or because my parents are Death Eaters? Come on, those are good reasons to kick me out right Potter?”

“Y/N” Fred mumbled, looking at you sympathetically, chosing to ignore him, you carried on with a bitter laugh

“Or is it because you think you’re the only one Voldemort has taken something from huh?” Everyone winced at the mention of his name “because as I recall it- it was my best friend lying cold on the ground last year, not yours!” Harry looked at you, clearly uncomfortable, he had forgotten the fact that the Hufflepuff was someone you were close to. Sighing, you continued “Now the cat’s out of the bag, why dont you keep your mouth shut when I’m the one thats helping you in your little Army, and when I believed you when you said that he was back, when in all honesty-” you laugh again “I could have just put the blame on you for Cedrics death.”

With the air tense, you went back to the table you were sitting at earlier to messily scrawl your name on a piece of parchment & read the rest of the rules. Once you were out of earshot, the three Gryffindors began to mutter hastily while Fred was sending wary glances your way, to make sure the altercation hadn’t completely upset you.

“Harry, you couldve went at it a little better” Hermione glared pointily at the boy, who groaned

“I know, I’m aware, but I dont trust her” he eyed the girl

That was when Ron decided to butt in “you can trust her.” Causing his two friends to look at him in shock

“You’re terrified of Y/L/N why the sudden change?” Harry asked

Ron scrambled his brain for an answer “Fred fancies her init, might aswell let him drool here where we can see what a fool he makes of himself.” He laughed uneasily, trying to get his friends to believe him.

Fred elbowed him in the ribs “shut up Ron, or ill show them your baby photos where mum used to make you wear frilly dresses.”

The two obviously believed Ron, knowing about the ‘fake’ not really fake crush Fred had on you. After another set of hushed whispers, the four turned to look at you, Potter being the first to speak.

“So uh... you can be part of DA” with an elbow from Hermione he also added “I’m sorry about earlier.”

You looked up and smiled “Good. There wouldn’t be much you could do even if you didnt let me stay, I signed my name.” You held up the piece of parchment & went over to hand it back to Hermione who mouthed ‘how?’ “Oh, i swiped it from your bag when you were discussing how little you trust me.” Noticing Potter’s eyes widen you laughed “Oh dont worry, I dont trust you either.”

Once others from DA had arrived, they all sent questioning looks your way, some scared that there was a Slytherin there, others annoyed. Overall it was not the most welcoming experience. You observed the spells being shown & practiced, confused as to why they weren’t more advanced- you were sure you knew better spells in your third year.

“Why are you teaching them a disarming charm that any first year knows?” You directed the question more to the room than any particular person, however, it caused the whole room to abruptly stop what they were doing and face you. Potter turned around with a half annoyed half confused look on his face

“What?”

“What I’m saying is, if you want to be able to defend yourselves against Death Eaters, you’ll need stronger spells than expelliarmus.” You scoff “They’re well aware of wandless magic, many being skilled in non verbal spells. A simple charm wont do you any good in a duel.” You said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world

“Oh and you’d know all about Death Eaters wouldnt you” snickered some ravenclaw student at the back of the room, causing you to snap your head his way

“Yes I would, I would also know where they keep their spell books on dark magic and curses, making it all too easy to hex you.” You said in a harsh tone, causing there to be an uproar of protests as to why you were there. You rolled your eyes at the commotion and got up from your chair and walked over towards the duelling area.

“None of you may like what im saying, but if you even had one braincell you’d be aware that I’m telling the truth. It would be wise of you to listen to me and begin learning advanced magic. There used to be a plethora of books on it in the restricted secrion of the library.”

“And how are we supposed to get that genius? Umbridge took all of those books out.” Someone scoffed, causing you to smirk

“Not all.” And with a wave of your hand, several books appeared infront of you, hovering in the air. Many students gasped at the non verbal wandless magic you just produced “I managed to steal these before she looked through the records. You’re welcome to use them to teach your Army.” You handed the books to Hermione who had a mix of shock and glee on her face.

As you left her & Potter to look through the books, the rest of the students chattered excitedly at what just happened, their opinions on you slightly altering. The realisation hit them that you were there to help and not sabotage. While you were grinning at the scene you caused, Fred quietly sunk next to you.

“That was brilliant Y/N”

You glanced at him “Careful Weasley, or people will think you like me.” You said nodding towards his twin brother and younger sister

“It’s fine, I said I was gonna come and speak to you about how you mastered wandless magic & helplessly flirt with you till you tell me to piss off.”

You laugh “I’m not hearing any flirting.”

“Well im not hearing you tell me to piss off.” He retorted, causing you to chuckle again “But seriously, how did you learn to do that?”

You frown lightly at the memories of why you learned that “I knew it’d come in handy one day. I wasnt allowed to use spells back home, so i had to find alternatives. I’m sure once Potter gets over his fear of sharing the spotlight I’ll be able to teach it to you.”

Before Fred could reply, Hermione beconed you back over to the middle

“Ive never seen these spells in any other textbook…” she frowned slightly, not wanting to admit it “..i guess I’m not completely sure on how to do them. Where did you get these copies?” She queried motioning to the loose papers that also showed up

“I made those spells.” You said proudly with a glint in your eyes, the whole room came to a hush

“Im...sorry? You made them?” She exclaimed in joy to which you nod. “Theres no point teaching those to you just yet. You need to learn your dissarming spell first.” You hiss, directing it at Potter

“We know how to do that already, teach us the spells from your books!” Shouted a 6th year hufflepuff girl, she was backed up by loud cheers of agreement.

It was true, since the start of DA, Harry had been going through spells that they had already learned, thats not to say that the people didnt know how to do them, they just grew tired of them. They wanted to learn something new.

“I suppose if this will help against Death Eaters...” Harry mumbled to himself before sending a curt nod your way.

You sigh and pick up one of the books, flipping through the pages to find an appropriate spell to teach them, once settling on a simple enough spell for your class you command them to get away from the middle as you demonstrate. Once you finished explaining the properties of the spell, you conjure one of the human like dolls to appear in front of you and demonstrate. “Expulso Maxima”

With a big gush of wind, lighting emerged from the tip of your wand, sending the doll backwards into a wall, smoke billowed from the top of it as it lay crumpled on the floor.

“This is better used when the weather is already shit, the spell will get energy from a storm on the brink of lightning. However, it is still usable in fine weather. The spell mimics a lightining explosion, causing the reciever of it to be stunned and lose consciousness. Dont worry, you cant kill with this- it only mimics lightning.”

When you turned back around at the class, they stared at you in awe, never had they seen magic even a tenth as strong as that. It terrified yet intrigued them as to how on earth Y/N knew this. Of course she would never reveal that she would often have to practice these spells in duels against her parents, who demanded perfection, who demanded resistance.

For the next ten minutes Y/N would watch each and everyone try and fail to peform the spell. With a frustrated groan a fifth year Gryffindor pushed the doll, causing it to clatter on the floor

“Its useless, none of us can do it Y/L/N!”

You roll your eyes and stare at the boy with narrowed eyes “pick it up”

“But-“

“Pick. It. Up.” You repeat, annoyance evident in your voice. The boy hastily returned the doll to its rightful place, eyeing you warily “Now think of something that angers you. Something that the mere thought of would make your blood boil. Harm coming to your loved ones, losing a quidditch match, ruining a new top for all I care. Anything.”

He tried again, swish, jab, “Expulso Maxima” and still nothing but a miniscule gust of wind. You let out a small breath, before looking around the class at the anxiously awaiting students.

Hermione looked from you to the class, before interjecting “Maybe harnessing bad emotions isnt what we should be doing right now-“

You raise your hand to silence her and turn your head back to the boy before slowly continuing “Being made a mockery by your peers.” He looks at you shocked “think of the fact how humiliated it makes you feel to not be able to produce the spell, how angry that your own classmates dont think you capable enough to make such a spell work-“

“Y/N-“

“Think of the how if you cant produce it here, now, how on earth will you produce it when facing premeditated death. Simply because you cant do the spell correctly.”

“I dont think-“

You got closer to the boy, seeing that his grip on the wand hardened, you continued to edge him on “Think about how that Death Eater would laugh at you, torment you, before uttering the killing curse, simply because you cannot master a spell Longbottom. How they would stand over your pathetic body, laughing-“

With an abrupt shout, swish jab a gush of wind and finally lightning was produced from the tip of the wand, however, this was aimed at you, not the doll.

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Secrets Part 10.

Bakugo x reader, Bakugo x Uraraka, Kirishima x Reader

language, angst pure fucking angst

Word Count: 1,248

Idea: Y/n has a secret to share with bakugo not expecting a secret from him. She leaves heart broken and attempts to move on. But how will she move on if her secret can no longer be hidden? She fakes a relationship hoping its enough to not expose the true origin of the secret. (This is a terrible summary but I cant say much without spoiling future parts. 🙃)

You back track, “But I still love you too!”

Kirishima lets out a sigh in relief.

And you looked confused as hell. ‘Why is he sighing?’

“A-aren’t you mad, Kiri?”

“N-no! Actually what I wanted to tell you something about that...

“I have feelings for him as well”

Well shit. You both love him. Does that mean he doesn’t love you you though?

“Look at us, in love with the same man.” You say shakily attempting to hold back tears.

“But we still love each other right?” He asks with an equally shaking voice.

“Oh baby, I will always love you! How could I just stop loving you?”You pull Kirishima closer. “Look at me, I will never stop loving you, but I also love Bakugo. Nevertheless, You were there for me in all of my hard times and I want you to be here for our future. I want to continue to build a future with you.” He nods his head in agreement and pulls you in relieved that he wasn’t going to lose you.

“So, what do we.. what do we go about Bakugo...” he whispers

“I don’t know... We can’t tell him because obviously he is going to freak out.

“ If we tell him anyways, he will probably choose you in the end. If it does come to that. Just know I will let you go so you can be happy.” He says and you pull away angrily.

“I WILL NOT FUCKING LET YOU GO! Fucking understand that Kirishima, you made my life better, I can’t lose you!” You say in tears and kirishima pulls you in again and just holds you tight.

Finally you both pull away and wipe your tears.

You sniff and say out loud, “We should clean up a bit before Bakugo comes home and notices somethings off..”

“Yeah...” Both of you get up and head to the bedroom to fix your tear stained faces.

Bakugo is finally able to go home after a day of patrolling and paperwork. He is content as he walks home still thinking of what happened during lunch today. Once he finally makes it to the house he knocks on the door before entering to make sure you and Kirishima knew he was home.

Instantly, once he notices that you’re are sitting alone in the living room and kirishima is in another room, that something is wrong. He won’t mention it but knows it has to do with earlier today. He has a sliver of hope that you might want him back but dismisses it so he doesn’t feel guilty.

“Hey Y/N, I’m back” he says

You look up from your phone and give him a fake smile, “Hey Bakugo! How was the rest of your day?”

“It was okay, was stuck with paper work after lunch” he says rubbing his neck, “Where is kirishima?”

“I think he might be in our room” you say unsure not looking at him anymore.

He nods and walks to his room, “Alright” and leaves you alone.

During dinner, he notices the tension between you and kirishima. Which makes things very uncomfortable. He tries to make conversation but it dies down. He just decides to stay silent for the rest of dinner. He tries to eat quickly so he can leave the tension filled table.

As soon as he is in his ‘room’ he sits there confused as to why you guys were acting this way. Was is because of something he said at work? Did he cross a line? Or was it because you both remembered what he did to you?

Then he remembers about his baby. And he becomes pissed himself.

He then thinks of when shall be the right time to ask you or if you were going to even fucking tell him. Then he decides what to do.

He hears a muffled conversation on the other side of the wall and tries to not listen but does manage to hear a few words like confessing, the baby, he sits up at the mention of the baby and tries to listen on but suddenly you both stop talking.

And with that he goes to sleep.

As the weeks pass by you are looking even bigger and you are a week away from giving birth which means you rarely go out so no one suspects you even avoid Bakugo which makes it hard for him to confront you,

You mostly stay in your house and even decline hanging out with mina because she will murder you if she found out you lied about the kid.

People don’t notice and just believe you have gotten more exhausted as you ‘grew’

You don’t even go to buy groceries, Kirishima and Bakugo go for you. Honestly, you and kirishima believe Bakugo doesn’t even notice your huge belly, oh he does. He also noticed the tension between the both of you is slowly diminishing.

Finally he finds you in the kitchen and corners you on a day he has off.

You look startled at him and nervously laugh.

“So... what a lovely day right?” You say nervously.

“Y/N, I want to talk to you about something that has been bothering me.”

You gulp nervously and begin to feel your heart rate speed up, “okay...”

“I notice you look a bit too big to be 6 months pregnant.”

‘Shit’

He continues when you dont answer,

“Which means you are either lying about how long you have been pregnant, or you are carrying fucking triplets.”

You continue to stay silent, which frustrates bakugo making him raise his voice.

“TELL ME Y/N! Are you fucking lying?”

You get scared and gulp, “I have no clue what you are talking about.”

“STOP FUCKING WITH ME Y/N! I KNOW YOU ARE LYING! I HEARD YOU! THAT IS MY FUCKING KID! NOT KIRISHIMA’S! I JUST WANT YOU TO FUCKING ADMIT IT! I FUCKING LOVE YOU, WHY CAN’T YOU JUST BE HONEST WITH ME!” By the end of that he tears up and you are just terrified for you life that he found out but continue to deny it.

“I have no clue what you mean, bakugo.” You say trying to be calm and ignore the pain deep down in you.

“STOP FUCKING LYING! PLEASE FUCKING ADMIT ITS MY KID. I WANT TO BE THERE FOR THEM! DONT TAKE THAT AWAY FROM ME!”

You see him fall to the floor and you are petrified because you have never seen him like this. It wasn’t like him to cry or show emotion, which scared you even more.

Before you could answer you feel another pain and cry out. Bakugo looks up and sees you clutching your stomach as liquid falls down.

‘Shit.’ He thinks as he scrambles up, to look for the keys of your almost never used car. Once he finds them he rushes over to you and carries you to the car and calls Kirishima.

“Bakugo, what’s wrong?”

“ITS Y/N! SHE’S IN PAIN, IM TAKING HER TO THE DOCTOR!”

You let out another scream of pain and Kirishima just begins to yell at Bakugo to speed you over to the hospital.

“Hurry the fuck up Bakugo! She’s in fucking pain! What caused her to become hurt anyways?”

Bakugo stays silent at the question.

“Bakugo. What. Caused. Her. Pain?” Kirishima asks angrily.

“I may have yelled at her about the pregnancy. And accused her of lying.”

After he finishes that sentence Kirishima growls and hangs up.

‘Well shit.’

SERIES MASTERLIST — Part 11

A/N- i hope you guys enjoy this chapter! Lots of angst, lmao, another little cliffhanger, honestly whats a good story with out those. Anyways Bakugo is a lil bitch and will probs be murdered by kirishima.

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Imagine being the older daughter of edward and bella and the cullen's find out about your relationship with felix .

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Being in the cullen coven was hard , especially since i have been dating one of my covens rivals , not only they are rivals but he is one of the high ranking guards ... Felix . Being his girlfriend was fun , he was sweet , charming , caring , kind , and not to mentiopn flirtatious . We only see each other twice a month , he convinced aro to maintain out relationship a secret from the cullen's after we found out we were mates , he gave us a time limit 4 months for us to find a way to tell my coven about our relationship and join the volturi coven . Just like my mom i am a shield but i also control winter , so my dad and alice were unable to read my thoughts or future fir me . Today was the last day i would meet felix before we confronted my coven about our relationship , it was snowing so i had told my mom i would be going on a walk and she let me go since she had no reason to be worried . I got changed winter clothes and i loved my outfit like seriously !

I was walking through the woods filled with snow suddenly i feel a pair of large arms wrap around my waist and lift me up and spin me in circles i could not help it but let out some giggles before felix kissed me passionately .

"buongiorno bella mi sei mancata torta di zucca"

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" Good morning beautiful i have missed you pumpkin pie "

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" Hello my love i have also missed you my lumberjack " i understood Italian thanks to him and i just kissed his cheek and he put me down while hugging me tightly , we both hugged for a period of time before him realising me and caressing my right cheek .

" You have no idea how much i have missed you mia cara "

" I missed you so much as well felix , today is the last day i see yoy before we confront my coven about us my love , im nervous "

" Don't be my sweet pumpkin , everything will be just fine im sure they will understand well , at least esme and her husband my love "

" Yeah im sure they will , but my mom and dad will be furious ! They might even try to split us up felix , im scared to loose you "

" amore mio , no one will ever be a match for my love towards you , remember ? "

He then grabbed my hand and pointed out the ring he had given me on my 18 birthday , it was a promise ring , promising me that our love will grow stronger and one day we will mary each other and spend our lives together

" Yeah , i love you "

" I love you more pumpkin spice "

" Alright , lets stop with worries and have fun , today is the last day we get here before we head off to volterra love "

" Yes amore mio , let's try to make the best of it from here on now "

We had lots of fun , we had a snowball fight , we build a snow man , we went out hunting i ate a deer and he ate a person and got rid of the body . He then took me to a hotel and we ended up making love before it was our last night and we made a couple cracks on the wall here and there and we also had sex in the bathroom , one thing ill never forget was our screams when he said

" Fuck baby fuck babygirl im so fucking close please don't stop baby ! "

Or

" Shit baby you are so fucking tight babygirl , no one will ever touch you the way i am right now , you belong to me and only me "

I swear when we left the cleaning ladies gave us a look that almost caused me to laugh out loud but felix was just smirking while putting his arm around my shoulder as we were checking out of the hotel . The last thing we did was walk around the woods before we said our goodbye , before he left he gave me a kiss on my forehead and assured me everything was going to be alright and to start packing my stuff before we would leave , he made it clear he would arive at 6:30pm tommorow , as he began to leave i felt empty , few tears slipped here and there by just thinking of loosing him or my family screaming at me . Before walking in i got myself together and i walked in . As i walked in mom and dad were in the couch cuddling , rosalie and emmett were sitting down with Rosalie's head on emmett shoulder and holding each other's hand , uncle jasper and alice were also sitting down but uncle jasper was reading a news paper while aunt alice was watching a movie on the tv along with the others , esme and carlisle where also watching tv cuddling , Finally jacob and renesmee were holding hands while watching the movie i believe was " The book of life " .

" Took you long enough , who were you with , i smell a vampires scent on you "

Shit ! Jacob smelled felix ! Why did i not think of that ! Now everyone was eyeing me and my heart sunk to my stomach .

" What ? Oh , i was making a snow angel near the woods were the flowers were . "

" Smells like sex to me "

Fuck you Jacob mind your own business !

" You are weird i swear , sex where ? In the snow ? Psh you are hallucinating "

" I say what i smell "

" And what do you smell huh ? "

" well let's see , You riding some vampire and sucking dick , some shower sex as well with a pinch of make outs "

" Seriously quit , you are tap dancing on my last nerve i was making a snow angle get over it and stop spreading lies "

I hissed because he was calling me out infront of my family and now mom , dad , uncle emmett and carlisle .

" Okay y/n what ever you say ! "

" If y/n had shower sex then y/n should have her hair wet , and besides ... Y/n knows better than that to hide someone from us "

Carlisle stated and i just gulped thinking i would basically be lying to him and my family and i just went on with it and told them i would be in my room and taking a bath in private ! As i took a warm bath in my room which if you did not know i was blessed to have my own bathroom in my room looked amazing , i got out some bath salt , some rose petals , some essential oils , bubbles , candles , body wash , shampoo , razors , sugar scrubs , face masks , and my bath robe with a pair of new PJ's , slippers , undies , and a bra . Once i got in my bath i started relaxing listening to " Welcome to wonderland " and i started imagining felix on me , kissing me in my bath tub , sucking on my nipples and me teasing him with his huge cook . 2 hours passed by and got out and cleaned any mess i made , i then started packing in secret and then i said my goodnight to everyone and prayed that everything went well tommorow , i went to sleep imagining me and felix holding each other .

The bathtub

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My bathroom essentials

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My PJ'S

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My Bedroom

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Blessed Part 3

The Peace Like a River Sequel

Summary: Gwilym and Y/N are married. Violet is six years old. Baby number two is on the way. There are still some shadows that plague Y/N in her marriage to Gwil, and Violet is suddenly resentful of her parents. The Lee family tries to stick together.

Word Count: 2.4k

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A/N: Fluff, fluffity, fluff fluff fluff

Haven’t read Peace Like a River? Start here!

Part 1  Part 2

Part 3 here we go!!!

Gwilym swallowed nervously outside Violet’s door. You looked into his face and gave his hand a comforting squeeze.

“It’s gonna be fine,” you whispered.

“I hope so,” he breathed back.

You took the knob and turned it, opening the door slowly. You found Violet sitting on her bed, reading a favorite book of hers. Gwilym had given it to her as a Christmas present, and she had read it so many times now the spine was falling apart. It was something they bonded over since after you moved, Gwilym was the one who read to Violet before bed. It instilled such a love of literature in her already, and you were very proud of her reading abilities for her age.

“Hi, Violet,” you said, surprised at the calm in your voice.

When Gwilym showed you such understanding, you felt it was easier to extend the same to your daughter. He was right, after all. Something must be wrong for Violet to lash out the way she did.

“Are you still mad at me?” she asked in a small voice.

You and Gwilym took seats on her bed beside her. You gathered her up in your arms.

“I’m sorry I yelled,” you said. “I was scared and upset, but that doesn’t make it right.”

“I forgive you, Mommy,” she returned.

You kissed the top of her head.

“Sweetheart,” Gwilym said. “Will you please tell us what’s been on your mind? We want to support you and get to the bottom of this. Help you work it out.”

Violet detached herself from you and sat back, pulling her knees into her chest. She rested her chin on them, looking pensive.

“I don’t wanna make you guys feel bad,” she said.

You and Gwilym exchanged a surprised look.

“Have we done something wrong?” you asked.

“No,” she sighed. “But...I dunno…”

“Talk to us, lovie,” Gwilym urged.

“Everything’s different now,” she said. “With Sybil.”

“What do you mean?” you wondered.

“Well, the way everybody talks about her...I hear what the doctors say,” she went on. “Dad’s not my dad.”

Oh. You looked at Gwilym again, and you saw the color drain from his face. The time had come where Violet could comprehend that Gwilym was not her father. She was too young to understand the way babies were made, but she was old enough to register that one man made her, and another made her sister. 

“It makes me feel different,” she continued. “Like I’m the oddball. So when Robbie started teasing me about my accent, it made me feel like that even more.”

She sniffled as more tears welled up in her eyes. She looked directly at you.

“Mommy, did you even want me?” she whimpered. “Like you wanted Sybil?”

Your heart shattered inside your chest. You felt your own emotion threatening to make you have a complete meltdown at that question, but you held it together. You took your daughter in your arms again.

“Oh, baby,” you said, stroking her hair. “Of course I wanted you. You were...well, you were certainly a surprise, but when I knew I was going to have you, I didn’t want anything more. In fact, you made me the strongest I’ve ever been in my life. I wouldn’t trade you for the world.”

She released a little sob and clung to your shirt.

“My real dad...he wasn’t a good person, was he?” she asked, looking up at you.

You truly ached for her. Her tear stained face and red, puffy eyes showed how deeply this had affected her, and the torment she’d been through over it.

You shook your head.

“No, he wasn’t,” you told her. You gently wiped away her tears with your thumbs. “But he gave me you. And for that, I will always be grateful. My perfect little girl.”

Gwilym watched you in amazement. You weren’t lying to Violet, but you weren’t sugar coating anything either. The balance you maintained in this difficult conversation was truly impressive. It took some courage to look your child in the face and tell them a harsh reality like this. He fell in love with you all over again in this moment.

Violet nodded and then turned and looked at Gwilym.

“I feel like I forced you to -”

“Oh, Violet, don’t,” he said gently. “C’mere.”

He sat further back, against her pillows, and she crawled into his lap.

“Y/N, could you give us a moment alone?” he requested.

You nodded, pushing yourself to your feet, and walking to the door. You told them you loved them and then departed, heading downstairs. You felt some relief after talking to Violet, and understanding her at last. It was a good idea for her to talk with Gwilym alone. They needed to clarify their own relationship.

Gwilym pulled Violet into a warm hug. He held her a moment and let her cry into his chest. This was such a heavy weight for a child, and he wanted her to know she didn’t carry it alone. He would always support her, no matter where she came from or where she went. He put every ounce of his love for her into the embrace, and he just hoped she felt it.

“That’s it, love,” he soothed. “You have yourself a good cry.”

She hiccuped and burrowed further into him.

“You’ve been through a lot today,” he went on. “And you’ve had so much going on inside. Let it out.”

He rubbed her back until her breathing evened out again and she relaxed against him. 

“You have never forced me to be your dad,” he said. “Yes, you called me Daddy and it stuck, but I wanted to be that for you long before you said the word.”

“Really?” she wondered.

He nodded. “Really. I love you very much. I may not have made you in your mum’s belly, but you are my daughter. I have the papers to prove it.”

She giggled. He smiled and pulled her away to look in her eyes.

“You are my daughter,” he repeated. “Mine and your mum’s. Blood doesn’t make a family, darling. Love does. And we’ve got plenty to go around.”

Her face scrunched as she considered the meaning.

“I think I understand,” she replied. “Like how Uncle Ben, Uncle Joe, and Uncle Rami aren’t your brothers, but they’re still my uncles.”

“Exactly!” he said excitedly. “They aren’t my brothers by blood. But I love them enough to be my brothers.”

Her face began to fall again. “But Sybil...she’s gonna look like you.”

“She might,” he agreed. “But things like appearance don’t matter. The things I hope you inherit from me are not my lips or my eyes. I hope you inherit love from me. That comes from the inside. You and Sybil are both my daughters, and I will love you equally for the rest of my life. And beyond.” 

“Promise?”

“I promise,” he assured her. “That day you called me your dad for the first time…” He paused, taking a shaky breath. “You made me happier than I ever thought possible,” he choked out.

Her brow furrowed as she looked at him.

“Daddy, are you crying?” she asked.

He chucked and blinked the tears back. One got out and rolled down his cheek. “Yes, love. Sorry. I just love you so much and I never, ever want you to doubt it.”

It was her turn to wipe his face.

“I believe you,” she said. “I won’t doubt again. I promise.”

He grinned and held her close again.

“Very good, my girl,” he said. 

An understanding formed between them now. Violet felt closer to Gwilym than ever. As she inhaled the smell of his cologne from his shirt, she recognized it from when she was even littler. A vision of a hotel room swam before her, and the memory wasn’t totally clear, but she felt her mother and father there. This father. The one she chose.

When dinner was ready, you went back upstairs to check on Gwilym and Violet. You found them cuddled together on her bed, fast asleep. You watched them for a moment, becoming softer than butter, and as you gazed on their peaceful faces, you saw a similarity. It was impossible, but for a moment, you almost believed Violet had Gwilym’s profile. Or maybe it was his hair? Anyway, she looked like him.

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The following day, you began researching marriage counselors for you and Gwilym. You ended up switching to family counselors so Violet could come if she wanted to talk any more about what she was going through. She said she was fine for now, even if she was still grounded. You still weren’t sure what being grounded meant for six-year-old, but you were content with her just staying in her room for now.

You booked an appointment with a counselor for the following week. Gwilym offered to go with you, but you said for the first one, you should go on your own. That way you could explore your feelings without worrying about who you might hurt with what you found there. You were nervous, but still felt that it was a good idea. You had never really processed everything with Henry, and you wanted to learn how to cope with it without saying or doing things that  would negatively impact your new marriage.

During your first session, Gwilym decided to take Violet out for ice cream. She had handled her grounding well, and he thought she deserved a treat. Plus, he was eager to spend as much one on one time with her as possible before the baby came. That way, she would be further reassured of his dedication to being in her life. Especially since she may begin to feel neglected when the baby required more attention.

“How was school this week?” he asked when they sat down on a bench together.

Violet put a large spoonful of ice cream in her mouth and mulled it over.

“It was okay, I guess,” she said. “I don’t think I missed too much while I was out. I apologized to Robbie, and he forgave me. Then he said he was sorry for making fun of my accent.”

“I’m glad you made up with him,” he said. “I’m proud of you for saying you’re sorry. That’s not always easy.”

“Really? I feel like Mommy says it to you a lot.”

Gwilym paused, mid-bite into his ice cream. Now that he thought about it, you did have a tendency to over-apologize. He realized it was another habit you’d formed to ease tension. Whether by joking or apologizing, you had to alleviate it.

“With Mum it’s different,” he said. “For most people, saying sorry is difficult. People don’t like to admit when they’re wrong.”

“Well, we learn in school that it’s important,” she said. “If you hurt someone, that’s what you say. And to say it like you mean it.”

“Very good,” he praised. “I’m glad you’re taking your lessons to heart.”

“How are you doing, Daddy?” she asked.

He chuckled and reached over to muss her hair. 

“I’m doing just fine,” he said. “It’s sweet of you to ask.”

She beamed at him.

“Are you sure? You can tell me if you’re worried about Sybil.”

His brow furrowed. “Why should I worry about her?”

“Maybe not her, but you!” she returned. “You’re gonna have a whole other kid! Are you scared?”

Gwilym laughed. “Ah, I see. Well, I’m a little scared. But I’m mostly excited. Besides, I have your mum with me. I’m not as scared when we work together.”

She swallowed another spoonful of ice cream and looked thoughtfully out across the street.

“Mommy was alone when she had me, right?” she asked.

“She was, unfortunately,” he said. 

“Do you think she was scared?” she wondered.

“Probably,” he answered. “But not for too long.”

She perked up. 

“Then she got you!”

“She sure did!” he agreed. “Now, we’re a team.”

“The best team,” she affirmed. “Am I on the team too?”

He kissed her head with a smile.

“Of course you are, darling,” he said. “There’s lots you’ll need to teach your sister.”

A beat passed and they both took a few bites.

“Daddy, where do babies come from?” she asked suddenly.

Gwilym choked on the bite he was taking. He took a few moments to cough, and Violet - fretting slightly - patted him gently on the back. Her little hand didn’t really do much for him, but he thanked her anyway. He cleared his throat.

“Sorry, love, you caught me off guard there,” he said. 

“Do they come from somewhere weird?” she pressed, cocking her head to the side as she looked up at him.

“Sort of,” he answered. “You’ll learn more about it when you’re older.”

She pursed her lips and then relaxed them. She shrugged.

“Okie doke,” she said simply.

Gwilym inwardly thanked the heavens above that she let it go. That was not conversation he wanted to have with Violet without you around.

They stayed out another hour or so before heading home. Gwilym was relieved to see you were back, and eager to hear how it went. Violet went tearing into the house, and Gwilym came behind her, closing the door softly.

“Mommy, we’re home!” she cried, throwing her arms around you as much as she could. Really, she hugged your baby bump.

“Hi, sweetie!” you returned. “Did you have fun with Daddy today?”

“We got ice cream!” she told you.

“Well, I hope you still have room for dinner,” you said, eyeing Gwilym as he approached.

“Of course, we got small cups,” he assured you. “Now, give me a kiss.”

You giggled and gave him a swift peck on the lips.

“Mommy, can I watch She-Ra while you make dinner?” she requested.

“Sure thing,” you said. “Go ahead, baby.”

She clapped her hands and started toward the living room, but she came to a sudden halt. Turning on her heel, she hurled herself at Gwilym and wrapped her arms around his legs.

“Thanks for the ice cream, Daddy!” she said. 

She smiled widely at him.

“You’re very welcome, lovie,” he replied.

With that, she disappeared into the living room and switched on the television.

“So,” Gwilym said, looking at you. “How’d it go today?”

“Really well,” you told him. “I sort of got through my history with Henry and she mostly listened. I told her about us too. Even the letters, but she said it was romantic.” You laughed a little. “I felt a lot of relief afterward. Would you come with me next week? I think it could be really good for us to go together.”

“Of course,” he said, pulling you into a hug. “Anything for you, love.”

[parkersvibes]

finding out peter is spiderman

read part one here

a/n: omg guys. i got so much feedback from you all on part one so i decided to make a part 2. and yeahh i really hope you guys enjoy. if you do lmk and i’ll do a part 3 (:

(i also apologize if the read more doesnt work )))): )

warnings: fluff, a smidge on angst

pt 2. peter parker x stark!reader

• figuring out he was spiderman

• alright you’re a stark

• but no one knows that

• but you’re really intuitive

• so there were little things you started to notice

• after uncle ben died there was some weird shit (if you want a part ab comforting peter ab uncle ben lemme know. he deserves his own part)

• like how he stopped wearing his adorable glasses

•and i guess started almost bulking up????

• he got WAY taller

• and usually you’re used to seeing him shirtless but this one time you walked in on him

• holy mother of god

• IT WAS LIKE HE GREW ABS OVER NIGHT

• BECAUSE FRESHMAN PETE DID NOT HAVE A 6 PACK

• freshman peter also got winded walking up the stairs

• AND NOW HE’S RUNNING LAPS IN GYM LIKE ITS NOTHING ??

• must be nice

• but then things got more sus

• all of a sudden he was skipping class more

• leaving early

• cancelling study sessions and skipping movie nights with ned

• and you and ned were clueless

• you and ned started hanging out more

• MR. LEEDS IS HILARIOUS LEMME TELL YOU

• he was like this little ball of happiness

• you found out his real name is Edward

• HOW CUTE

• and WOW HIS MOM BEING FILIPINA MEANT THAT YOU WERE BEING FED ALL THE TIME OH MY GOD

• ngl pete got a bit jealous

• one night,,, when pete cancelled YET AGAIN

• ned asked you, “hey y/n?”

• “hm”

• “why don’t we ever hang out at your place”

• “i told you ned, my family is just a lot yanno. plus your family and may are really cool”

• “okay but how come you don’t have any social media under your name?”

• “wdym?”

• “like you go by ‘y/n Smith’ but everything that pops up on the internet isn’t YOU”

• “pfff i told you,,, i dont believe in that stuff”

• “y/n, you know you can tell me anything”

• you wanted to be honest. this was one of your best friends. and you’ve been lying to them about your family for over a year now

• “ned i just. it’s complicated”

• “like peter’s family?”

• “nonono, i’m lucky to have both of my parents- well i have a step mom. my real mom wanted nothing to do with me. so she left me on the steps of my dads house. never came back”

• “oh shit bro, i’m sorry”

• “nah don’t worry. my dad is really cool and my step mom... she’s awesome.”

• “what’re their names”

• NATASHA WAS GONNA KILL YOU IF SHE COULD SEE HOW BAD YOU WERE STRUGGLING

• “well- uh- my step moms name is,,, um. well her real name is Virginia”

• THE WORLD KNEW PEPPER AS PEPPER NOT VIRGINIA

• “and my- my dads name is ehm... st, steve???”

• natasha was gonna have your ass

• “y/n,,,”

• “yeah”

• “you’re a horrible liar”

• “PFFF WHAAAT? NO IDEA WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT”

• “dude you left your spiderman fan tumblr open on my laptop that one night,,, and i MAY have done some snooping”

• okay you mightve had a slight obsession with the webslinger. HE WAS COOL. and what better way to keep track of him without alerting your family,,, good ol tumblr

• oh god ned, HOW MUCH SNOOPING”

• “enough to know that you have a weird obsession with that spider guy and that your last name isnt smith”

• so you told him the truth. you were a stark

• and well,,, he reacted with

• “okay cmon,,, don’t lie”

• so you showed him your late night dance parties with Nat when she was feeling goofy

• and your random snaps of steve when he was trying to figure out how to work technology

• videos of you reacting to vines with bucky

(if yall wanna see domestic life with the avengers just lmk)

• which usually results with THE WINTER SOLDIER ALMOST PEEING HIS PANTS. and trying to reenact it with sam or the other avengers

• “heyheyehy y/n guess what?”

• “what bucky?” *is in the middle of doing hw*

• “FRESHOVACADO” *bolts out of the room before you throw something at him*

• only the two of you getting vine and meme references

• (meaning getting in trouble during meetings bc you’ll make eye contact and start laughing)

• OH HIS FAVORITE IS THE “country boiiii, i love you,,, 😛”

• anywaayyy

• ned was SHOOK

• “nowayohmygodyoureanavenger”

• “no ned,,, only when they need me to be”

• *led to him asking 100000 questions*

• “does Mr. America smell like old man”

• “what language does Ms. Widow think in”

• “how many shirts does Mr. Hulk own”

• “so do they wear normal clothes or are they always PREPARED”

• “does your dad have to walk a weird way when hes in his suit”

• “do they ever chafe in their suits”

• “yes ned. we’re stocked up on baby powder”

• which you didnt mind bc it felt nice telling the truth

• ned WANTED TO TELL PETER SO BAD

• “ned no, i don’t want him to think of me differently”

• he understood. but still defended peter and said that hed still treat you the same

• anyway,,, peter started showing up with bruises and stuff which had you v concerned

• “pete what’s up? you’ve been avoiding ned and i and you have skipped out on every movie night since sophomore year started”

• “t’s nothing. dont worry ab it”

• “peter cmon, it’s just me”

• you figured maybe it had to do with ben??? but you gave him his space. you just wanted to be there for him yanno. you didnt want him to shut you out

• “Y/N I SAID ITS NOTHING. FOR FUCKS SAKE CAN YOU LEAVE ME ALONE???” he snapped (and not in the good way)

• and this was on your way to class so the whole hallway heard

• ouch

• so you left him alone. probably more than he meant. but it hurt

• i mean he was your first friend here, and now he yelled at you to leave you alone

• ned felt awful at first. trying to comfort you and tell you it wasnt your fault

• but then he started acting weird. whenever you brought up peter hed be super antsy about it

• you- “i think he got into another fight or something”

• ned- “pFFT PETER? FIGHTING? no way,,, i got-i gotta go”

• so you figured that whatever peter was hiding, ned knew about,, which also hurt your feelings

• so you closed off

• and wow could the super family tell something was wrong

• wanda- “little stark, i can feel your sadness all the way to my room”

• sam/bucky/rhodes- “okay what’s the deal, we’ve played 5 rounds of fortnite and you havent once rage quit even though you’re doing terrible”

• tony- “kid, what’s wrong? everyone here can tell you’re not feeling great”

• nat- “cmon. ive given you 3 opportunities to kick my ass and you havent once complained about me going easy?”

• thor- “lady y/n what is causing you distress? not once have you smiled, i even wore my hair in pigtails,,, and that seems to always do the trick”

• and you gave the same response every time “‘m just tired” “lots of homework”

• they noticed you werent going out on weekends anymore

• so tony figured that your friend group and you were having some Stuff

• pep gave him an idea of meeting his new prodigy

• now tony knew it’d be kinda sus because peter went to midtown but he figured that if the kid kept his mask on it’d be fine

• “dad i don’t wanna see another one of your weird maid robots”

• “wha- no i want you to meet someone”

• “dad college isn’t for another 2 years. if it’s your friend from MIT-“

• then right before your eyes was the insect boy that youve been admiring through the internet

• needless to say

• your jaw dripped

• “y/n meet spiderling, spiderling meet my daughter y/n stark”

• *seconds pass*

• “i uh- oH- um- sp-spidERman, h-hi. biG fan of you- your work”

• *silence*

• you- “oH dad diD you hear th-that? moM is calling mE”

• tony- “what?? pep wouldve called on the interco-“

• spiderman- “y/n”

• you- SHOOK TO THE CORE BECAUSE YOU KNEW THAT VOICE. THAT WAS THE VOICE THAT SOUNDED LIKE HONEY BUT COULD CUT YOU DEEPER THAN ANY WEAPON IN YOUR HOUSE

• you- “p-peter???”

• tony- *shocked pikachu face* “you know each other???”

• you- “so-something like that yeah”

• peter takes off his mask

• “ohmygodpeterisspiderman”

• “ohmygodyourlastnameisntsmith”

• tony- “im gonna let you guys figure this out” *walks backward slowly*

*insert silence*

• you- “so this is what you were hiding, huh?” with a cold tone

• “IM HIDING? YOU LIED ABOUT YOUR WHOLE HOME LIFE TO NED AND I”

• *yelling at each other for another minute. even though you couldnt hear what the other is saying*

• you- *yelling loudest “I DIDNT WANT YOU TO SEE ME DIFFERENTLY OKAY”

• peter- “you really thought id do that?” (heartbreaking voice)

• you- “i- once i got to know you, i knew you wouldnt but i was scared. i didn’t know how to tell you. for once in my life i had found someone my age who liked ME for ME. not for my name or money or my dad. and i didn’t want to change that. i’m sorry i didn’t tell you sooner”

• peter- “... i get what you mean. after ben died everyone gave me that look. except you and ned.”

• you- “why didn’t you tell me”

• peter- “everyone i love or ever cared about dies. my parents and then my uncle ben. so once i got my abilities i knew that the risk was even higher and i didn’t want to put you in that position. i wanted to keep you safe. but it seems like you know how to handle yourself” (referring to the fact that you grew up with THE EARTHS MIGHTIEST HEROS)

• y/n- “so how come ned found out?”

• peter *scratches back of neck* “well- he- i- May let him in my room and i happen to be crawling on the ceiling in my suit and he dropped the death star” *head hangs in shame*

• you had to giggle at that i mean CMON

• you stepped closer to him

• “pete you’re my best friend. you can tell me anything okay?”

• “no more secrets?”

• “no more secrets”

• and you both pinky promise and your thumbs “kiss” bc IF THEY ITS THE ULTIMATE UNBREAKABLE VOW DONT @ ME

• peter parker gives you the biggest hug that maKES YOUR HEART JUMP BC PHYSICAL CONTACT WITH A PERSON AS PRETTY AS HIM MAKES YOUR HEART FEEL A CERTAIN WAY

• but you wrapped your arms around his neck and enjoyed the moment

• wow he is really cozy

• * the avengers are watching from the cameras in awe*

• led to MANY questions at dinner

• and so everything went back to “normal”

• it wasn’t until you went to bed that night that you realized peter said the L word

• WHAT

• so much for no secrets

taglist: @silver-winter-wolf @emmmmszy @everythingaboutnothingsstuff @rexorangecouny @wishiwasanavenger @marjoherbo @nologinisoksothatsit @mindset-jupiter @hpnjrph @soup238

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[feelthepainofdodick]

Love For Hire - Ch. 3 - (D.D. x Reader)

Summary: David hires you to be his fake girlfriend for a month to get the diza stans off his back. This experience is the craziest thing that has ever happened to you and the emotional consequences that ensue are something you never expected.

Notes: I know Carly and Bruce just broke up but I just basically finished editing as they announced so if yall don’t wanna read and just wallow I understand but the next chapter of Love For Hire is here for yall when yall are ready. Also! Thank you to the people sending in requests! its so exciting. Thank you all truly. Im going to start writing them asap. Should be up by tonight or tomorrow. One last thing, this series truly is a slow burn. I have a million ideas for this series so there will be a lot of chapters. Hope yall love a good slow burn because that is exactly what this is. Much love, Julie

Word Count: 1775

CHAPTER ONE - CHAPTER TWO

“DDDDAAAVVVIDDDDDDDD!” You hear someone yell from inside the house as Natalie opens the glass door to their home. You follow behind them as they walk in taking off their shoes, you do the same. 

This tall, multi-hair colored man hugged David and looked in my direction. He let go of David and said with a grin, “Well, David who did you bring home?” Looking at me from top to bottom. He walked over to me and gave me a big bear hug. “Hi. I’m Zane.” You struggled to breathe as the hug was very tight. David hit him on the side making him let go of you. “Don’t suffocate her dumbass.” He says to Zane, making him let go. “This is (Y/N).” 

“And how come I’ve never met (Y/N), David.” He glared at David while putting his arm around your shoulder walking over to the living room where other people you didn’t know were sitting.

“Because I just met her about thirty minutes ago.” He said as we all sat on the couch. You are now sitting in between Zane and this boy with blonde hair and many tattoos. 

“Ummm? What? Who are you (Y/N)?” Zane says with his full attention now on me.

“Well… I’m (Y/N) and I’ve been hired to be David’s fake girlfriend for a month.” You say casually. Multiple gasps come from people you have yet to meet but Zane just starts laughing. So hard that it makes the others start laughing.

When he finally stops, he looks over at David. “Couldn’t get a girl to date you so you had to hire one, huh?” He says beginning to laugh again.

David looks around, cheeks flushed, “you know I’m not looking to date anyone Zane. You all know how hard its been to be Liza’s ex boyfriend. I have a lot of press coming up within the next month so I’m giving everyone a distraction. (Y/N) is everyone’s distraction.” He says gesturing towards you like a shiny toy. The rest of the group nods in understanding.

The rest of the night is filled with music, jokes, meeting everyone, and many cameras. You were able to introduce yourself properly to the rest of the people there. You met Matt, Heath, Scott, and Joe. They were all extremely nice and took to you as a little sister type. They all felt so comfortable and homey. You then met the girls there; Carly, Erin, and Corinna. You instantly clicked with them. They were a perfect mix of funny, girly, down to earth, but also had a slight edge to them that made them not feel like superficial girls. It was a little surreal hanging out with the vlog squad after doing so much research on them in the plane but you just clicked with them just like you hoped you would.

Slowly one by one people started leaving David’s house to go home. First Corinna, to go stream. Heath next to go back to his girlfriend Mariah. Carly and Erin next to go to their respective apartments and boyfriends. Then Scott and Joe to also go back to their homes and girlfriends. Then lastly, Zane and Matt to go back to the house they shared. When everyone was gone, Natalie showed you to your room, when you did some light unpacking, you went out to the living room to find David on his computer and Natalie lying on the couch scrolling through her phone. You casually sit on the love sac across from them. “So are you guys ready to talk details?” You say trying not to be too forward but wanting to know details because this was, in fact, your job.

Natalie looks over to David and nods. Natalie sits up. “So, the main objective we were hoping to accomplish with hiring you is to distract people from David’s ex relationship for press. Do you know about David and his youtube?” She questions.

You nod. “I did my research during the flight, I have a general idea of who you all are.”

“Okay great! I’m sure you’ll learn smaller things to make the fake relationship more believable as you continue hanging out with us. So we need you to be a subtle affectionate kind of girlfriend. We do have cameras on nearly all the time. So just hang out with David as if you two are best friends and throw in some touches, some kisses on the cheek, overall general closeness. You’ll attend any events he has to do, but we all attend them so it’s not just you alone. You will have to act the part of a lot of the time. How does that sound? Am I scaring you?” She asks concerned.

“No! No no. I’m fine. Just a lot of information at once. I just want to make sure its not weird. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable David.” You said now looking over to David who was still looking at his laptop. “Because I’m completely willing to act the part but obviously we are not actually dating and I don’t want things to be weird.” David is now looking at you. He sighs, pushes his laptop over to the side, and sits closer to Natalie to face you. 

“I don’t think it’ll be weird. I think the only thing I’m hesitant about is that I just don’t know you. I want to know you so I can act normal around you, so I can act like a fake boyfriend. The fans know when I’m doing anything off. They can smell lies through the screen. But if we are actually friends then I think we can fool them, especially since they don’t know you so they haven’t learned to tell when you’re lying.” He smiles softly.

You smile back. “Well I’m an open book! Either of you can ask me anything that will make you feel more comfortable with me.”

David and Natalie look at each other then back at me. “Why are you an escort?” David asks nervously.

You smile solemnly at them. “I’m broke, is the short answer. I went to college for marketing but couldn’t get any job after it. I would apply to every PR firm in Boston and the state but nothing ever happened. I didn’t have the connections I should of made in college. My dad died during my junior year so I was super withdrawn during the prime time for internships and networking. When I finally graduated, I was jobless and homeless. I couch surfed for a while and that’s when I started escorting. I was objectively pretty and I needed money. It was definitely dark at first because I was so desperate for money that I did every job I was offered. When I finally got enough money, I got a tiny studio in Boston, was able to get a shitty deli job, and survive off only doing not sketchy escort gigs every once in a while. This escort job gives me the time to apply and try and catch up on the things I missed out on to further my career. So here I am, pretending to be your fake girlfriend for a job but also the whole social media thing intrigued me. Thought it could help me learn from experience about PR and stuff. Just thought I’d be up front about that.” You finally finish, sighing a long sigh, and looking over their faces. You could tell they were sympathetic but there was no pity in their eyes. You were grateful. “Oh god, enough about my sob story. The real question is, are there actually ghosts that love only Natalie in this house? Because I think that may be a deal breaker.” You say sarcastically.

They both laugh. Natalie nudges you lightly. “You really did do your research.”

The rest of the night is spent getting to know each other. You learn all about them. How they grew up together. David’s start in the social media space. Natalie moving to LA to be his assistant. The empire he has built for himself. In turn they ask you all about yourself. Living in Boston, your family, college, high school, ex boyfriends, your best friend, and your opinions on the most random stuff. That’s definitely something you and David connected on, going on random tangents about the wonders of the universe. You didn’t think anyone else thought like that but here he was. 

It was nearing 3AM and you all needed sleep. They told you they had some plans to film at a friend's house the next day. You left the living room, into your room, excited for the next day. You felt connected to Natalie, David, and even the other vlog squad members in a way you couldn’t explain. It felt like you connected a puzzle piece correctly to the puzzle that is your life. It has been a long time since you felt that way. You drifted off to sleep with a smile on your face.

You woke up to no alarm, just the sound of chatter in the living room. You woke up and got ready for the day. As you walked into the living room you see Natalie talking on the phone, you wave, and make your way over to the kitchen. As you look through the fridge Natalie walks up behind you and says, “Hey, don’t worry about breakfast. I just postmated a bunch off breakfast stuff from IHOP.” You smile, going over to sit at the kitchen island, “sounds great, thank you Nat.”

When the postmates comes in and it set up on the kitchen island is when David decides to come out of his bedroom to eat everything. It’s nice and comfortable eating with them. Some light witty banter, lots of shoving food into mouths by David, and just pure ease as you all eat. The second we finish eating, David wipes his mouth with his sleeve, and says, “Okay! You ready to go” Looking at both Natalie and you. Slightly startled you just nod and within seconds you are in his Tesla riding somewhere. His camera settled in the car so all three of you are shown. You came to the conclusion last night that if a camera was on and near you that you had to play the part. This was your first go, and you were ready to embrace this job for what it was, so you looked at David and smiled sweetly with a look of love for the camera to see. This was the official first day of being David Dobrik’s real fake girlfriend.

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[bobasheebaby]

Walk Through the Fire-Be Careful What You Wish For chapter 5

Pairing: Drake x MC; (past) Liam x MC

Word count: 1,293

Warnings: delusions, manipulation, Evil Liam

Summary: Drake is found, but is he well? 

Song inspiration: Walk Through the Fire- Zayde Wolf featuring Ruelle

A/N: A huge thank you to @sirbeepsalot for all of her help and advice and being an ever patient sounding board. (MoE thanks DoE as well.)

Series warnings: Evil Liam, dark!fic, deceit, manipulation, dub con, possible NSFW content, mental illness, delusions, possible character death. This is taking the Liam from TRH to the extreme, he is not the Liam we know and love. By clicking read more you acknowledge you are at least 18 years of age.

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Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters, I’m simply borrowing from PB for a bit.

Where is he? Why hasn’t he come home? Rebecca was frantic as she paced the floor, her mind coming up with every horrible thing that could have happened to him not giving her a moment's rest all night. Please please let him be okay!

“He’s not at the hospital.” Liam’s words giving her a temporary reprieve from her crazed thoughts.

“Are you sure?”

“I promise he’s not at the hospital. I had them check every patient. He’s not there.”

“Okay. What if he’s on the side of the road somewhere, dead or dying?”

“Rebecca, I promise we will find him.”

She looked at him, her sapphire eyes shining with fresh tears. “You don’t know that Liam. I want to believe you but I’m just so damn scared. You didn’t see him he wasn’t himself. He’s just getting more and more paranoid and I don’t know what to do. Olivia said…” She trailed off, unwilling to say the words.

“I know. I know.” He pulled her into his arms, his chin resting on the top of her head. “We will get him help, he’ll be fine.” He’s far too gone. All that’s left to do now is wait, and then my love we can be together again like we were always supposed to be.

She nodded into his chest, feeling safe and secure, if only for a moment. “I just don’t know what I would do if anything happened to him.”

“Of course, he’s your husband, it’s normal to worry. He’s my best friend, I’m worried too.” It will hurt at first but soon you’ll see this is for the best and that you were always mine. You were never his.

“I fucking knew it!”

Rebecca jumped, pulling back from Liam’s arms. “Drake thank god! Where the hell were you.” She ran to him, stopping when he pushed her back. “Drake?” Her face washed with a mixture of worry and confusion.

“Don’t act like you actually worried about me! I saw you in his arms!” Drake growled.

“Drake. She was upset, she was up all night I was just trying to provide some comfort.” Why won’t you just go away?

“Oh I’m sure you comforted her, just like you always do. Did you fuck your whore in my bed?”

Rebecca let out a choked sob covering her face with her hands. Why does he keep saying this? Why does he insist I’m cheating?

“Drake. That’s enough. She’s been sick with worry we both have been. I called Bastien and Savannah. Bastien is on his way home, Savannah was beside herself with fear.”

“Why the hell did you bother them? All I did was go for a damn drive!”

“You were drunk Drake! I was terrified something happened to you! You weren’t answering the phone. I didn’t know what to do so I called Liam and he came to help me calm down and try to find you.”

“You didn't think to tell her where I was?” Drake gave a forced laugh, hands running through his hair. “Oh of course not! You wanted to play knight in shining armor!”

“I don’t have a clue what you are talking about Drake I was as worried as Rebecca.”

“How could you possibly be worried when you saw me at the damn palace?! I came and talked to you, you saw me!”

“Drake, I assure you if you were at the palace I did not know. When Rebecca called I had the guard search the palace, including the secret tunnel you showed her and they found no sign of you.”

“No! I saw you Li! I know I did!”

“Just like you smelled my cologne on Rebecca when I was out of the country?” Just keep insisting Drake, that’s it.

Drake shook his head. “This doesn’t make sense! I know I saw you! I spoke to you! I know I did!” He raked his hand down his face, frowning as Liam shook his head. “Allow me to refresh your memory.”

‘I blinked as I stared up at the palace, I hadn’t realized where I was going until I arrived. I grabbed my nearly empty bottle. How is this already nearly empty. And left the car. I wasn’t sure why I was there or where I was headed, I just let my feet lead me.

I was more surprised than I should of been when I found myself outside your study door. I took breath as I knocked on the door.

‘Come in.’

You looked up as I walked in. You looked confused. Maybe you were trying to remember if we had something planned. I didn’t give you a chance to speak. ‘It’s fucked Li, all fucked. You never should have named my kid your heir.’

You stood, walking towards me as you motioned for me to have a seat on the couch. ‘What are you talking about Drake?’

I sighed dropping my head into my hands. Why the hell did I come here? ‘We saw the doctor today. There is a reason Rebecca isn’t getting pregnant.’ I looked up running my hands roughly through my hair. ‘Turns out there was a mix up at the lab and I’m sterile.’ Was it really a mix up? ‘It’s not going to happen Li. I’m sorry. You’re going to have to find another way.’

You put your hand on my shoulder. ‘Drake Im sorry, for you and Rebecca. Don’t worry about the heir, how is Rebecca holding up?’ I looked at you and you chuckled. ‘I can clearly see you aren’t taking the news well.’ You pointed at my nearly empty bottle of whiskey. ‘I was wondering if she’s taking it as bad, I can’t imagine it being easy for either of you.’

‘She’s completely optimistic, talking about how we can still have a family.’ I shook my head. ‘I know blood doesn’t have anything to do with it, but I just don’t want to think about using a donor, not now. She doesn’t get it.’

‘It’s normal for you to mourn what you lost Drake. Take your time, I’m sure she understands more than you know. Why don’t you stay in your old room tonight?’ I cocked my eyebrow in question. ‘I don’t want you to get back behind the wheel while you’re upset and have been drinking. Call Rebecca and let her know where you are so she doesn’t worry.’

I nodded, as I stood. ‘Thanks Li.’ When I got to my room I realized I left my phone in the car but I was too exhausted and collapsed on the bed. I woke up this morning and went to talk to you but you were gone.’

“Still want to tell me you don’t remember?” Try to deny it now.

“Drake, I know you believe it happened, but I assure you it didn’t.” You’re making this way too easy for me Drake.

“Stop lying! Stop trying to make me look crazy. I’m not crazy! I know I spoke to you!” Drake shouted, his hands threaded through his hair.

“Drake.” Rebecca felt like her entire life was unraveling before her. She didn’t recognize the man with wild hair and eyes insisting on things that couldn’t possibly be true.

“It’s okay Drake, we’ll get you help.” Liam placed a hand on his shoulder.

Drake pulled away, his arm burned where Liam had touched him. “I don’t need help! I’m fine! I’m not crazy! I just need you to tell the damn truth!” He stormed off kicking a chair as he walked past. I’m not paranoid! Am I?

“Liam.” Rebecca turned to him, a pleading in her sapphire eyes.

“I know Rebecca. We’ll get him help, I promise. We will get him help even if I have to have him committed myself.”

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please tell me, am i in the wrong?

so basically i decided to join here cause i at least know my post wont get removed here. i tried posting my story on reddit’s AITA but my post kept getting removed because on their posts you cant post about abuse. so fuck it, here i am, hoping for someone other than my bf and myself to tell me im not wrong. context:i decided to invite my boyfriend over without telling my parents, i did it max 5 times. i was 16 at the time and he was 18. i got caught and my punishment was to get my phone taken away, my number cancelled, im no longer allowed to drive a car or get my license, im only allowed one friend, im not allowed my laptop anymore, im no longer allowed outside without constant supervision, cameras were installed in and out of the house, and just about every day since december of 2019 ive been getting told how disgusting i am for wanting to be with a n****r (my bf’s half puerto rican half white, i’m half hispanic and half white too), how if he was white he would have come to the front door and shook my parent’s hands and asked for permission to date their daughter, how im a dirty n****r lover who will get pregnant from him and have to slave away to take care of our half breed mistakes, how if i stay with him he’ll sell my body on the streets for money, how if i have sex with him ill get every std on the plant, all that 50′s bullshit. ive gotten pregnancy tested (im celibate), drug tested (mom claims she smelled weed in my room, so he’s a dirty n****r drug dealer apparently forcing me to do drugs, guess what i am against drugs since i know itll change my brain chemistry and i have weak lungs),and std tested (still celibate).  for the first few months after they found out i was allowed my laptop at home to do homework, and only allowed my phone during school. one day i got home and i got greeted to the fact that i no longer have a laptop and now have to use the house computer to do all my work at home. of course i got mad because for months ive been doing everything they wanted, and suddenly im being punished for being suspiciously good? my mom got on top of me and fought me to take off my backpack to take my airpods too, left my phone on the kitchen table. i grabbed my phone and locked myself in my room. she found out i took my phone, and once i unlocked the door i held my phone above my head so we can just talk. instead she got on top of me and started scratching me and all over my arms to get to my phone. i dropped it from the pain of the scratches on my arms. earlier that same day i was getting ready for school with my laptop open, camera taped over, looking for any school assignments i missed. my mom unlocked my door and saw my nude body getting ready with my laptop open, and just went back to the kitchen table and told my dad how much of a slut i am and how im posting my nude body on the internet. i quickly put on clothes and came up to her yelling how im just getting ready for school and how theres tape over the camera. i even told her to look at the laptop, the only thing open was google classroom. my dad got up and started yelling at me for being a slut and for talking back. for once i finally got tired of being yelled at, i finally stood up for myself. he punched me in the face and when my mom got in between to defend me (she caused the whole situation), his swings went back in on her stomach. i screamed dont hit my mother and tried to push her off him, he used the oppurtunity to grab my shoulder by my uniform and punch me in the shoulder. everything was a blur after that. my mother drove me to school and yelled how i shouldnt have been a whore on the internet. i fought back. before i got to school i yelled “please, just fuck off”. this is important later, because she used me saying that as the excuse for her getting on top of me and scratching me and ripping my backpack off my back. because i swore at her. it was okay. but here’s the important part. he hit me in front of the camera. i knew the police would ignore the emotional abuse ive been getting for my entire life. i got my physical evidence. finally, after 16 years, i had my evidence. i told my boyfriend what happened, and we agreed to meet after school the next day and call the police. i wanted to be emancipated, since my parents adamantly agreed that i (apparently) only wanted to be emancipated because my ‘poor street rat n****r boyfriend’ was manipulating me into it. ive been dreaming of this day since i was 8, when i realized what ive been told wasnt normal. they showed up on the corner of where i called. i told the policemen what happened to me the day before. they asked if i had any scars or bruises. i said no, he didnt punch me hard enough to get a bruise the next day, and my mother didnt scratch me hard enough to get scars. they knew what would happen if they gave me physical evidence. after i said that, the policeman interrogating me asked me something that will stay with me until the day i die. “he never really hit you, did he?” i began crying and saying yes! yes he did! i have video footage to prove it! we have cameras in the house! it happened right in front of the cameras! more questions ensued, and i was brought to the police station while my boyfriend waited at a local coffeeshop for me to finally be free from the abuse. at first i was scared, but the cops calmed me down. i told them everything. all my memories spilled from my mouth like water from the niagra falls. everything came rushing out, my fears, my forgotten memories i forced into my box of never to be remembered, the times before i feared for my life, the times i knew something wasnt right. i told them everything from the bottom of my heart. they listened and asked all the right questions.(if you want to know what happened to me and what i told them, ill post them in a future post if anyone cares)  one of the officers, the only one with melanin skin and a father to a beautiful girl, expressively felt sick from my stories, from my life. not even he could understand why, as a father, why any parent would find it right to do to me what they did. he was my favourite police officer, he was the kindest and the only one who really wanted me to feel comfortable. he talked to me on the level of a person, not a child. eventually cps came and he told me to tell her everything too. i did. she asked where i wanted to go if i got emancipated. i said to live with my boyfriend, his family is willing to take me in and once i get a job ill pay minimal rent so i can be free. she said ‘no, you cant live with a minor.’ i said he’s not a minor, he’s 18. she said ‘oh, then yeah you definetly cant live with him’ she said if i wanted to leave i would be put into a women’s shelter since i was too old to be adopted/put into foster care. she said i would be r*ped if i was put in there. she said i should just take it until im 18, then ill be fine. she said that there were no scars or bruises, so it wasnt that bad. (this part is blurry, the more i remember it the more the memories overlap, im sorry for any confusion) the police interrogated my parents. they believed every word they said. my mother used whitepages as a source to prove how my boyfriend lied about his name. my mother used our hours long calls to prove how im obviously being manipulated to lie. she said how im just a liar, as my father said, a pathological liar. they had no cause to me being a pathological liar, i was just born that way. i was lying to get into my manipulative boyfriend’s arms for my body to be used by him and his friends. i was obviously being manipulated, why would i want to leave my loving parents arms? i was obviously doing this just out of anger of getting my laptop and phone taken away, obviously. its not like they EVER did anything wrong to me, they were just teaching me to grow up a mature adult, ready for the world. they would never put their hands on me. the police never looked at the cameras. they never questioned me again. i was a liar. at home the child protective services lady said my room quote ‘ranked of weed’. i have never done weed. my boyfriend has never done weed in my room.  at the station they said they couldnt find a record of my boyfriend. i later found out that, even after he gave them his social security number, they still questioned his existence. at the station they told my parents they couldnt find his record (he has none, hes never committed a crime). at home a therapist came. to my knowledge, my boyfriend was never real (no record) and i would still have to be at home. i wanted to die. the therapist said she wanted to take me to a mental hospital. my mom was there and consented. my dad later came home, yelled at me in front of the therapist. she said im suicidal, with his consent she would call her supervisor to take me to the local mental hospital. he consented. while she called her supervisor from across the kitchen, he said: “she wants to kill herself? fuck if i care, she can drown herself in a river for all i care” i sat there shocked.  the mental hospital was a blur. once i got home i got my phone taken away too. my only communication would be from the 10+ year old computer we have in the kitchen. facing out so anyone that walks by can see what im doing. one of the cameras is watching me at all times, but is positioned so that it cant see what i am doing.  once i got home i used our kindle fire. i logged into discord on incognito mode. i asked him to send me his birth certificate. was he even real? was i even real? was our late nights of cuddling nothing? were the walks in the park nothing? were the ‘i love you’s nothing? did meeting his family from an hour long train ride mean nothing? were the chinese food dates nothing? were the confessions of our embarassing secrets nothing? were the times we had non-vaginal sex and laughed in the middle from how silly we were being mean nothing? were the times we had tiffs and talked it out mean nothing? did he save me from my ex-abusive partner just to use me? were the times we layed down next to each other with the only covering being my blanket, staring at each other in wonder of how lucky each of us were, was that nothing? when we spent hours telling each other our  entire life stories, was he lying? did the times he called my body the most beautiful thing he ever has seen, the times he’s said he didnt think he’d ever fall in love again from his ex, was that a lie? he sent his birth certificate. it was real. his birth date his name it was all real. he told me what happened to him. i told him what happened to me. he apologized for it going the way it did. i apologized for doubting him. child protective services sent a therapist me and my mother had to meet with weekly. 2 hours, 10 times. it lasted until the first weeks of quarantine. me and him are still in the same love we’ve has since before he found out how truly insane my parents are. the only reason we’ve ever gotten into fights is from how much he wants me to run away (before you say ‘ok maybe the parents were right, he sounds manipulative’, no, he only says that after every time something else happens at home and how he has to cope with the fact that im okay with being abused since its my normal. he wants me to run away from the abuse, not just so we can see each other again, so i wont be hurt anymore). he’s still the man i want to marry, the man i want to call mine and for him to call me his. we get scared the other might get tired of the waiting and just decide to leave for someone each other’s family would like. we talk through it. we know we can wait. i know i can take it until im 18. he knows he’ll be prepared to take me in once im 18. we know we can take the late nights awake, missing each other. we can take it because this isnt puppy love. this isnt purely passionate love. he wants me to be safe, and i want to finally be free. so you’re up to this point and you’re probably thinking one of three things: jesus christ can this lady capitalize anything?? or holy FUCK this is long it better be good or why did she title her post that? first of all, i do what a want nehenehenehneh second of all, whoever reads this needs the full context before i ask my question third of all, because of what happened a couple of days ago. a month ago my dad passed from covid-19. ive become the housewife while my mother has taken over the family business and my brother does the grass once a month. my mother still cooks, but i clean the dishes and fold laundry every day and vaccuum the whole house twice a week. a letter came in the other day stating how our child protective services case is now closed. they never found signs of physical abuse or neglect. my mother reminded me for the infinitieth time how stupid i am for getting manipulated. how much of a dirty n*****r lover i am. how i will never be anything without her. then she brought my father into this i started the situation, which made him depressed. he was depressed, so he couldnt fight off the virus. because he couldnt fight off the virus, he died. she blamed me for killing my father she blamed me for my father for deciding to go out every day without a mask for my father deciding to put in his eyedrops in an insanitary environment she blamed me  it was my fault i knew i was leaving when im 18 i knew i wanted to tell my mother at least a month before i left that i was leaving but now theres no going back once im 18, im gone im never turning back i will never be treated like this or talked down like this ever again but who will clean? who will vaccuum? who will make sure the house is organized? do i stay? can i even go? i just dont know anymore should i go? and well, what i started this post with, please tell me, am i in the wrong? for planning on leaving when im 18? to finish this post, i just want to say a few things. dont tell me to call the police or child protective services.i already did. they believed my abusive parents and told them how they can protect themselves against me, since i was the one who started all this. plus, look at the fucking news. no fucking wonder they believed my parents. my boyfriend looks hispanic and i look white. no fucking wonder they believed my parents. fuck cops. not all cops are bad, but no cop should fucking gun down people for their race. no person should be judged from some racist  person saying “oh im fearing for my life” and the person in question is black/a poc and is doing fucking nothing. they believed my fucking abusive parents because they threw my bf under the bus as bait and the police went for it. dont come after my family. all that will do is make everything worse for me. my mother can’t even look at a poc without claiming they’re related to my boyfriend and are going to follow her to kill her. dont do anything to me. just please answer my question. please just tell me if im in the right or if im in the wrong. i know this is abuse. i know whats happening to me is wrong. but i know i can take it. i know i can survive. i will survive and achieve my dream of becoming a doctor. i will be my own person. i am me

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Supergirl

Chapter 14: WHAT WAS I SUPPOSE TO DO?!

You didn't believe Osamu when he said he was coming to see you and Suna had been a little more distant since you told him you still loved Osamu. You barely had any control over your life anymore except for training which you were doing way too often resulting in some strain in many of your joints. When you weren't panicking about your two best friends you were stress about training. Everyone could tell your life was in disarray. Thank God you weren't dealing with new reporters or paparazzi right now or you think you might have a full blown break down. Today was better then most though it was family dinner night which you have grown to adore. Too bad for you good days never stay good anymore. When you exited the gym there was a head of silver hair that you prayed you were just imagining him. You try to find Akari quickly to leave as swiftly as possible, but luck was never on your side these days.

"Y/N!"

You grimace turning to face one of the two people you never wanted to see again, but also wanted to see most. Frozen, you give him to catch up to you. Once he is to you his frown deepens to a scowl as he glances at you.

"You look like shit,"

You can't help the scoff at the so elegant description of her predicament, which she was very well aware of. You see Akari look at you in concern you give her the signal, you two came up with, to let her know you're okay and she should just wait a little bit.

"Well I have been training a lot lately,"

"You look like you haven't slept in days"

"I haven't been,"

"Then why aren't you talking to me or Atsumu,"

Your mind is buzzing again overwhelmed with emotions some you can't even grasp as to why. Everything screaming at you to just break down. To stop. Vision starts to blur and Osamu voice is muffled.

"Jesus, do you know how worried we have been,"

That snaps you back to the moment and anger pushes past the agony, confusion and everything else.

"OH, so now your worried?"

"What's that's suppose to mean!"

"You weren't worried when you were lying to me!"

He at least has the decency to look horrified. But anger is all you have that is keeping you from breaking down, so you latch on to it.

"Yeah I know! WHAT WAS I SUPPOSE TO DO?!"

"Y/N"

"Shut up! You lied to me! You and Atsumu! You guys are like the only family I had! And you lied to me! I loved you and you lied!"

You know your making a scene, but you don't care. Unbeknownst to you, your coach and teammates direct all outside attention away from you making sure this scene doesn't get out and cause you any bigger problems. You definitely don't need anymore problems. You watch as he looks broken in front of you. You never thought you would break each other. Shatter each others hearts. But here you are screaming at him, heart broken and betrayed about a love that never was. You can tell he's feeling it as well from the glossy look in his eyes, but there is deeper level of understanding then you have ever known. Not being able to stop yourself you begin to sob. You reach out to him for comfort and he gladly gives you some holding you as you both mourn the loss of what you once had knowing it will never be the same. Finally you start to calm down and detach from him.

"I don't know what this means for us. But you and Atsumu are so important to me I don't think I can bear losing either one of you,"

He nods slowly as if he's scared to startle you.

"Is there anything you need from me,"

"Please, just go home, and don't let Atsumu know I can do this again right now."

He looks like he wants to protest, but stops himself and gives you a quick nod. Just before he leaves you grab his hand and pull him into a tight hug.

"I love you. I love you so much,"

Tears actually pour down his face this time as he nods not returning the words feeling he doesn't deserve to as he waves a goodbye. Once he is no longer in sight Akari walks up to you .

"What was that about?"

"When your close to a person there's a point where it is just a matter of time before you hurt each other,"

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Are you willing to do a part 2 to under the fireworks?! OML, I JUST READ THAT AND IM BLOWN AWAY. MY HEART IS STILL HURTING, I NEED MORE!

Under the Stars

Word Count: 1.6k  

Part I : https://abbie-writes-stuff.tumblr.com/post/181332551514/a-scenario-where-shouto-and-his-so-are-at-a

“Guys, I found her!”

By the time the group has filed into the secluded spot where the two sat, they had already parted with diverted gazes.

“Why did you run off?” Ochako asks in worry, her amber orbs gleaming.

“I…” (Y/N) started but couldn’t find a good excuse.

“She needed some time away for some air,” Todoroki jumps in beside her, almost daring anyone to question his alibi.

Everyone else seemed to nod in agreement despite the strange excuse. A certain blond though, continues to gaze at (Y/N) with doubt but says nothing.

“Alright, then let’s get back to the festival!” Denki exclaims, eyes lighting up almost immediately. “We’ve still got about an hour or two before it ends so let’s spend that time up wisely!”

(Y/N), for the first time that night, smiles wholeheartedly and joins the crowd.

As the high from the unexpected kiss dies down, everything around her is raw again. The calming scent of night air mixed with food along with the warm summer air sends notes of nostalgia dancing through her body as she laughs and chats with all her friends.

All of that died down a bit when she sees Momo holding the bear Shouto gave her from earlier oh so close.

She silently shakes her head.

That kiss was probably done out of pity. Snap out of it.

Her (E/C) eyes cast downward, the familiar feel of a silent frown forming on her lips again. It was pitiful, truly, how much she lets herself get pushed around. And she thought she was assertive.

That same feeling of dread almost took over her again. Keyword: almost.

When a large hand places itself on top of her head, she squeaks in surprise. When her eyes meet ruby orbs, she was even more shocked.

Bakugou Katsuki meddling with a low-life like her? By the Gods, what greater spirit has caused such unbalance in the universe?

“Retard, you look dumb. Stop it.”

She blinks in confusion, but Bakugou merely scoffs.

“Why do you look so upset? It’s killing the mood,” he growls.

Lord almighty, what is this paradox?

Her baffled expression must’ve given away more than she intended. He gently smacks her head, making her flinch in shock.

“I can be nice too you know!” He rumbles in annoyance. “Now what’s wrong?”

At first, she was in disbelief. Then, she started giggling. Is this what insanity feels like? She doesn’t stop laughing until a minute later, the two are still walking side by side in peaceful bliss.

“I’m a bit shocked. What holy act have I done to be granted the care of the godly Bakugou Katsuki?” she teases, bringing the fish bag that was tied around her wrist closer to her.

He scoffs once more, not responding to the sarcastic question.

The next few minutes of walking towards the next stand was spent in silence. It was, dare she say refreshing, to walk next to the hot-blooded blonde. His fiery nature was so honest and down-to-earth that she knows he can probably figure out her problem without prying too far. Which is exactly what he did.

Slowly, he was able to piece together the bits and puzzles that she left on accident. It makes sense once you think about it. For all it’s worth, (Y/N) has been the one person who has stuck by the dual-haired boy since day one. No matter how hard he pushed, she didn’t budge because she believed it’s what he needed, and it was.

When the blonde glances at her sad (E/C) orbs, he sinks a bit too. The bubbly, loving girl was overwhelmed. Does she think he’s replacing her?

In an attempt to drag her out of her state, he stops at a shooting booth. When the group shoots him a startled look, he brushes it off and hands the stand owner the right amount of yen.

(Y/N) stands on the sidelines, watching him intently with no attention. Her mind was racing, rather, with multiple questions. What was he planning anyway? Every day leading up to this point, he has done nothing nice for her.

With (E/C) eyes casting away, Shouto takes the opportunity to closely examine the girl he has learned to love. Her expression did not give away the fact that she was upset. In fact, he almost missed it. It was only when he found her alone by the river looking rather grim did he realize something was wrong.

With a perfect score of five, Bakugou scored the chance to choose a large prize. All the large prizes were stuffed animals, hence why the group was a bit stunned when he chose this booth in particular.

What was handed to him scared the entire class. A large, blue dolphin who’s texture might as well be as soft as a rabbit’s and beady black orbs that could easily rival the bear that Yaoyorozu was given.

When he gave the dolphin to (Y/N), everyone froze in utter fear, even the girl herself. Who is this man and what has he done to Bakugou?

Instead of questioning the strangely kind action though, the (H/C) haired girl gingerly takes the dolphin from him in wonder. It was…sweet.

“What are you all looking at?” he snapped, eyes darting around him. Everyone shudders and continues to talk, trying their best to ignore their friend’s strange behavior until it was almost completely forgotten.

When they had resumed walking, the blonde bent down and whispered in (Y/N)’s ear, “Now you have a doll to carry around too.”

She gazes up at him with widened (E/C) orbs, mesmerized. He did that just so she would have a doll like the black-haired girl? How did he even notice?

Her mouth agape, she silently inhales. Then smiles with grateful eyes at her savior. All of a sudden, she feels giddy. A wave of wistfulness hits her as she hugs the dolphin a closer to her, feigning the appearance of a young doe. She mouths a small ‘thank you’, before continuing to carry on with her night as happy as ever.

This, however, was not okay with a certain heterochromatic boy. Since when was Bakugou so nice to anyone, let alone (Y/N)? He had always assumed they couldn’t stand each other, but this predicament proved otherwise.

Falling behind a bit so he can be right next to the girl, he eyes the fish bag around her wrist. For some reason, it resembled a certain someone that he knows with its red and white color scheme.

“(Y/N).”

She noticeably stiffens at the voice, hesitant to respond. Only after some seconds (but what felt like centuries to the boy) does her wondrous (E/C) eyes peer up.

“Let’s…” he starts, almost hesitant to say what was on his mind. “Let’s go—”

“Oi, can’t you see we were talking?”

With that, Todoroki looks up, shooting the blonde a malicious look. Bakugou sends one right back with just as much intent Todoroki has. Not wanting to be a part of their man-competition, (Y/N) anxiously steps back with shaky legs, goosebumps running across her skin in a sprint of fear.

The atmosphere sinks immensely as the air grows thicker and thicker. With every passing second, Mina inches closer to (Y/N) before ultimately grabbing her elbow and pulling her away from the oncoming massacre.

“Alright, enough of that! We have a few sparklers left so why not go the beachside and clear them out?” Kirishima suggests dubiously, hands already filled with bags of sparklers.

“Great idea! Let’s go (Y/N)!”

Before the girl could respond, Mina was already pulling her along to join the rest of the girls, away and away from the boy who looked at her with vast longing.

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Flickers of tangerine dances around the sparkler (Y/N) was holding zealously. It was dark by the beachside since it was rather far from the festival. How the entire group managed to walk here without anyone getting lost was beyond her, but nonetheless, she’s at peace.

Sitting at the edge of the boardwalk, the blazes that waltz around reflect against the tamed sea with stars flickering above them just as brightly, if not more.

A tall figure takes a seat beside her, throwing his legs over the planks of wood so they can hang freely, much like hers.

“You’re okay, right?” he whispers to her in a hushed tone. Todoroki glances at the sparks that prance around the small orb of light as he patiently awaits her response, just like he always does.

“Yes.” The girl smiles, admiring the way the stars above them that speckled the night sky reflect upon the ocean waves, it’s tranquil ups and downs leading back into nowhere. “I am.”

She wasn’t lying. No, not really. Perhaps it’s the way the light from both the sparkler and the stars twinkle against her brilliant eyes that matters most at the moment. This night, like said before, is a night to be happy. So she will.

Maybe she was a little bit jealous tonight, for a dumb reason at that. Just the thought of the two made her stomach churn in sadness, but now, it does nothing. Instead, it just makes her smile a bit more.

“That’s good to hear. You’ve been quiet the whole night.”

A sweet, harmonious laugh escapes her.

“Have I? Sorry.”

And she’s back.

No more fabricated smiles and falsified lies. The vivacious (Y/N) was back, much to his relief.

“Hey Shouto,” she begins with a voice so gentle and fragile. (E/C) eyes shimmer under the starlight as she brings her fish closer to her, slowly unwinding the tie that held the plastic bag together.

“I love you.”

And like that, she sets the fish free into the ocean, watching its white and red fins swim far, far away.

This took wayyyyyyyy too long and I’m so sorry

This was rushed out since I was in a hospital bed when i wrote the ending 

School is about to start again so things will take longer to get out (plus I broke a bone yesterday so yay)

But I hope you liked it anni!