#ok I ate with the hands on this one low key

[calico-cow]

1st attempt of seeing if tumblr fw my art🙏

@mx-paisley dtiys yippee✨✨

[rollinouttahere-writes]

Welcome back Lin! Hope your doing ok ☺️ 

Would it be alright if I request yandere Luffy where him and the reader go to an new island maybe there’s all you can eat buffet or the crew went to a fair🎢🎡 , but what if Luffy and reader got separate and while the reader was looking for him only to bump into a guy (maybe a few ?) who wouldn’t take a no for an answer maybe that’s when reader shouted for Luffy who came running ? Hope this ok and if it’s possible  could the reader be a female if not that’s ok I’m fine with gn. (Mm maybe romantic? If that’s ok if u want it could be low-key romantic if u want please ) 🍪anon

I decided to take a crack at writing Luffy romantically. I might start doing it more if y'all like this. Also I love Lin as an abbreviation of my username, that's adorable. And uh... I hope you're still with me given that this ask is from July of last year...

Prized Possession

Yandere Luffy x Fem!Reader

2k words

Getting to explore a new island was always thrilling. There was no telling if this would be a casual visit, or if you were about to go to war with the local tyrant because your dear, chaotic captain physically can't leave well enough alone. Not that you're necessarily complaining. His tendency to stick his nose in everyone's business and throw hands when necessary (and sometimes not), was what led to you joining his crew and beginning your new life of piracy. 

As well as leading to you meeting the man that managed to completely steal your heart so effortlessly and casually that you can't even truly pinpoint an exact date for when you two became a couple. The relationship only became officially recognized when Usopp asked if you two were a couple or not, to which Luffy hummed in thought for a minute, then shrugged and said ‘yeah’.

An extremely romantic and enviable confession, truly. You wouldn't have it any other way. 

 But that was the past, and you should be focused on the now. It's not every day that you guys get the pleasure of visiting an island in the middle of a festival. Food stalls and various forms of entertainment filled a large open field with vendors all clambering for the attention of everyone and anyone passing by. Your boyfriend had rapidly become a favorite for anyone running a food stall that was selling meat. 

You watched with mild amusement as Luffy shoved as much grilled meat as he possibly could into his mouth with one hand. His other hand was tightly clutched around your own, as it usually was during any casual outing you two had together. Your free hand held a skewer of meat Luffy had handed you that you were lightly nibbling on. 

If you were completely honest, you didn't really want it. You've been sampling various meats since Luffy started dragging you around to each and every stall that caught his eye. All of them have been good, you can't deny that, but your body was begging for literally anything plant-based. You would rip a carrot out of the dirt and eat it right now if presented with the opportunity. But… Luffy looked so happy that you didn't really want to say anything about it yet. You'll be able to get a word in later once his appetite is starting to slow down. 

“Do you not like it?”

The question snapped you out of your train of thought. Luffy had just finished decimating the last of this cart's supply. His cheeks were stretched out as he chewed, then swallowed the last bite. 

“It’s fine, I guess I'm just not that hungry.” This was a half truth. You were definitely starting to get full by now. 

Not wasting a second, Luffy leaned down and ate what was left of your share. Including the stick. Once upon a time, that would have concerned you, but you've seen him eat more questionable things. He must have the stomach acid of a vulture, you're sure of it. 

“Sanji definitely makes it better, I get why you didn't want it.” Luffy promptly walked away with you in tow, ignoring the offended grumblings of the cook he just insulted without a care in the world. This is something that you would normally scold someone over, but you've quickly learned that there is no point in trying to scold Luffy about something so trivial. He won't listen. It'll be in one ear, out the other.

It was obvious that he was trying to scope out the next place to eat from. In an attempt to spare yourself from continuing to eat like a carnivore, you try to draw his attention away from all of the food. Giving his hand a squeeze, you shoot your shot, “Why don't we go try some of the carnival games? I bet we could win lots of prizes.” The games being rigged won't mean anything against someone with Luffy's strength. Bottles could be superglued to the tables, and Luffy would still be able to bowl them over with ease.

Much to your relief, Luffy perked up at your idea, seeming to be interested. He grinned widely, “Yeah! I bet I’ll be able to win more prizes than you!”

His declaration makes you laugh, “Oh? Is that a challenge?” He would absolutely win more stuff,  but that’s neither here nor there. 

He let out a laugh of his own. “It is! You better be ready to- Oh! They made more!” In an instant, your boyfriend made a hard left and sprinted towards a food stall that he had previously cleaned out. That one had been his favorite of the night. 

Apparently, he was so excited that he had let go of you in his hurry to go back. You stare down at your now freed -and slightly sweaty- hand. Well, if this isn't a perfect opportunity to get a different kind of food, you don't know what is. It won't take him long to either clean that vendor out again or notice your absence, so you should find something to eat quickly. 

You wander away from where all the savory foods are being served until you find a row of carts specializing in sweet treats. You should be able to find something with fruit here. The delicious smells of fried dough and sugary batters wafted through the air and filled your senses, but that wasn’t what you were looking for. After walking past a few carts, your eyes zero in on something promising. One of the stands is selling ice cream, and some of the toppings available are fresh fruit. Perfect!

Happily, you get in line and read the menu as you try to decide what to get. You decide on what combination of ice cream and fruit you want and order as soon as you get to the front. The vendor tells you the total while the person working with him makes your cone. Before you can pull out your money, someone behind you speaks up.

“Add hers to my order.”

The voice didn’t sound familiar, so you look over your shoulder. There is a man standing a little too close behind you. He’s tall and has an impressive looking sleeve of tattoos on his left arm. The man leers down at you. Immediately, you get a bad feeling about him.

“Oh, you don’t have to do that. I can pay for it.” You hastily fish some berry out of your pocket, but the stranger beats you to the chase and hands the vendor money first.

“I don’t have to, but I wanted to. Is there something wrong with that?” His smile lacks the warm comfort that Luffy’s does. It just feels condescending and smarmy. 

There is something wrong with doing a charitable act when there is an ulterior motive, but you don’t say that out loud, “I guess not… Thank you.”

He takes this as an invitation to step closer to you. “My name’s Dante. What’s a pretty thing like you called?”

You take a large step back and know that you don’t want to give this guy your actual name, “Well, my boyfriend likes to call me cupcake sometimes.” Among many other far less conventional pet names like bug or meatball. Honestly, you’re starting to think Luffy comes up with odd names just to make you laugh.

Dante’s eye twitches in annoyance, “Boyfriend? I don’t see him.”

“Yeah, we split up to get different food. He’s going to meet up with me soon.” Internally, you aren’t sure how long it’s going to take for Luffy to find you since you wandered off without telling him, but this guy doesn’t need to know that part.

“C’mon, don’t be like that. I bought you ice cream, don’t lie to me about a boyfriend.” 

“I’m not lying. I am here with my boyfriend, and I don’t care for the way you’re talking to me. Look, I’ll pay you back for the ice cream,” without waiting for a response, you pull some money out of your pocket and hold it out to him.

Instead of taking the money, he pushes your hand away and steps closer. “Just come with me for a bit. I promise I’ll make it worth your while.”

The vendor finally hands over your ice cream, and you’re quick to take it and speed walk away. Hopefully, Dante will take the hint and leave you alone. You make a beeline for where you last saw Luffy while taking a bite from your fruity ice cream. It tastes delicious and is very refreshing after having so much meat.

Unfortunately, you don’t make it far before you feel someone grab your arm and force you to stop. You whip around and glare at the man who’s harassing you, “Would you leave me alone? I’m not interested.”

Dante doesn’t appear to be deterred, just frustrated. “Quit playing hard to get.” He plasters a sleazy smile onto his face, “Just come with me for a little while so we can have some fun together.” He grabs your other arm and pulls you closer.

Just as you’re about to kick him between the legs, he is violently launched away from you. It startles you initially, but you relax quickly because you would recognize that stretchy arm anywhere. You smile as you see Luffy marching over to you. You’re about to greet him and say how happy you are to see him, but he walks right past you. His expression isn’t just serious. He looks pissed.

You gawk at him as he stomps over to where Dante is sprawled out on the ground, groaning in pain from crashing into a tin trash can. He looks up at Luffy and tries to sit up and act tough, “The hell is your problem, man?!”

Luffy doesn’t answer him. Instead, he pulls his arm back and punches Dante again. His fist connects with his jaw with a loud crack. In an instant, Luffy is on top of him and raining down more blows while remaining eerily silent. All you can do is stare in horror as Luffy keeps beating the man. Sickening crunches sound through the air, making your stomach lurch with each one. Ice cream drips down your fingers as it melts, but you can’t be bothered to do anything about it.

By the time Luffy gets up, Dante is completely limp and he’s bloodied from the shoulders up. Several people rush to his side to check on him, but no one is brave enough to approach Luffy. The face he had previously is gone and he’s back to smiling as if nothing happened. He wipes his bloody hands onto his shorts as he approaches you.

“There you are! I got worried when I saw you weren’t with me.”

All you do is nod, still too stunned to speak. Your silence doesn’t seem to bother Luffy at all. He ducks down and licks up some of your ice cream before raising your hands to hold it closer to your mouth, “Your ice cream is melting, don’t forget to eat it.”

“Oh… yeah…” You lick at the treat, but you can’t even taste it as your gaze remains fixed on the man that Luffy just beat to a pulp.

Luffy blocks your view and smiles tightly. “Let’s go play those games you talked about! C’mon, I’ll win you lots of prizes!” He slings an arm around your shoulder and presses a kiss to your cheek before forcibly guiding you away from the scene of his crime.

You’ve never seen that side of Luffy come out over something so minor. You would’ve understood if he’d just hit Dante the first time, but the rest? It was like watching someone get mauled by a wild animal. And after doing all that, he's walking around without a care in the world.

… Maybe you’re just overreacting. Luffy would never do something like that without a good reason… right?

[jimmy-johns-was-taken]

Hello!! Sorry if I'm late, but congratulations on graduating high school! Can I request Jeff the killer x fem reader. Where Jeff thought the reader was another weak victim but then ended up getting his butt kicked by her. Slow burn since the reader doesn't trust him. Tyy ❤️ hope you get into the colleges/university you want!!

awwwww thank you!! Everyone of y’all are really too sweet, I really appreciate you all 🥰

!Split between Headcanons and fic? I hope that’s ok? And I might do I part 2? Where he confesses ofc ofc ????

Jeff the Killer x Reader who beat his ass

Bro, he just wanted a kill

that was it

but no

jk jk, I support readers beating Jeff’s ass

he snuck in one night, hoping to get in a quick kill and steal some money

he was running a little low on money and he owed BEN some

and your apartment just happened to be there

sneaking in, Jeff could hear the tv running

there you were, sitting in the small living room with a bowl of cereal in hand

Quick and easy, slit your throat from behind and be done

but no

he approaches, you turn around and throw the bowl at him

”BITCH WHAG THE FUCK”

he’s angry, ofc

tries to kill you

Epic fail

You beat him up

Small little fic under the cut

Jeez, there was nothing good on TV. You scrolled through channels mindlessly, eventually ending up on some cheesy horror movie. You sat and ate a bowl of cereal, eyes glued to the TV. Completely unaware of the cheap Joker knock-off breaking through your front door.

Jeffrey was in desperate need of a little bit of cash. He owed BEN, who was getting impatient with Jeff about the money. So, what’s the plan? Break into a random apartment, kill a victim or two, steal the money, and pay BEN back. Simple, right?

Wrong. Very, very wrong.

Breaking in was easy enough, picking the lock and making sure to stay quiet. Jeff had done this plenty of times, he was an expert. He glanced around the little walkway, noting the shoes thrown about and keys on the table by the door. The TV caught his attention however. You were awake, which could prove an obstacle for him. Oh well, no matter.

Stalking into the apartment, Jeff grabbed his favorite knife. Quickly going to slit your throat, he was not ready for what came next. Something wet hit is face, along with small pellets? Then, a large bowl smacked him square in the forehead.

“Oh what the hell?!” He swore out, not paying attention to you running off. He looked at the ground, seeing milk and cereal everywhere. You threw a fucking bowl of cereal at him?!? What the hell?!?!

You heard him come in the moment he began to mess with your locks. Preparing the milk assault, you were ready for him. You dashed off, sprinting to your room to grab a small army knife and slip out the window. A fire escape would be easy and maybe you wouldn’t have to fight this guy head on.

Spilling into your room, you grabbed the knife sitting in your nightstand before whipping around. The man, maybe 6 feet tall, stood in the doorway, knife held tightly.

“You do not know who you’re messing with,” he threatened. Getting a good look at his face, a small chuckle left you. That pissed him off even more.

“Why do serious?” You asked, laughing. This joker knock-off really wanted to threaten you? Bitch please, you were just going to make fun of him. Not another word was spoken as he charged at you, knife held high. You dodged and ran out of the room, heading toward the front door. He yanked your hair back just as you turned the corner.

“Got anymore jokes?” His smile grew impossibly wider.

“Yeah, yeah I do,” a shadow covered your face, “I’m Batman.” You dropped your voice low, a smirk making its way to your face. You stomped on his foot, wiggling free. You took off once more, throwing open the front door. Running out the door, you jumped down the stairs and sprinted across the parking lot to your car. Finally turning around, the killer was no where in site. What the fuck?

A few hours later and the police had swept your small apartment. No trace of the killer was found, but a destroyed apartment that would take hours to clean up. The police got your statement and left, which left you alone to pick up the cereal and milk. You were angry, of course, and slightly afraid. Would he return? With a vengeance? You giggled at the word “vengeance”, remembering the Batman references you made.

A sick and twisted part of you hoped he returned.

[strongheartneteyam]

Get your shit together so I can love you.

Pairing: human!jake sully x female!human!reader

CW: angsty, so angsty, established relationship, MIGHT BE TRIGGERING for some audiences, disabled person feeling insecure about their body, fluff, crying, yelling, cursing, sexual language, hurt, comfort, sexual content, mentions of sexual fluids, foreplay, mentions of fingering, jake touching reader's pussy. Please, tell me if I'm missing something 🥲

Author's note: This AU is set on 2009. Jake is just a regular 24 year old former marine who ended up losing the movement of his legs permanently after an unfortunate accident that happened while he was fighting for his country, amidst a terrible, unforgiving war. The reader is a 21 year old regular human girl. There is no sci-fi or aliens involved. I totally understand if it's not your cup of tea as it's almost not canon at all to the Avatar Universe. I guess I just kept most stuff canon to Jake as a character. As I said, it's an AU. Just call me Miss Marvel and call this a version of Jake that exists somewhere in the wide multiverse 😂 guys I'm way too sleepy and exhausted that I'm starting to sound a bit drunk... gonna shut my piehole up now. I hope you guys like it. ✨ I need to sleep ughhh ✨

Not proofread. Sorry, my babies, momma is always too tired n running low on time.

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I tapped on your window on your darkest night

The shape of you was jagged and weak

There was nowhere for me to stay, but I stayed anyway

You fire off missiles 'cause you hate yourself

But do you know you're demolishing me?

And then you squeeze my hand as I'm about to leave

Renegade (Big Red Machine feat Taylor Swift)

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You walked to your boyfriend's house, watching the starry dark sky above. It was a full moon night, its pale light bathing your skin as you thought about how you missed Jake. You had just gotten back from a family trip yesterday and hadn't had time to go over to Jake's house to see him yet. You were so anxious to see his face again that you didn't even bother to call him to let him know you were about to come over.

When you got there, as soon as you opened the door with the copy of the keys Jake had given to you, you saw a miserable looking man sitting on a wheelchair, staring at the wall, eating a burger and fries and drinking beer. You swore to God one day you'd slap his hand and tell him to eat healthier. He ate junk food and drank way too much. His face was grumpy and a little sad at the same time. But it was your Jake. It didn't matter to you that he always looked like he was done with everything, he was so freaking handsome and charming, so, you could get past his moodiness. At the end of the day, you loved him so very deeply it made you feel like there was not enough space for so much love inside your body.

"Hey, babyyy!" You say, locking the door behind you "Sorry for not calling before coming over. I'm gonna stay the night, okay? I missed you so much..." You walked towards Jake and kissed his warm cheek, leaving the keys on a piece of furniture nearby

"Hi, baby. I missed you like crazy. I'm so glad my girlfriend is back here with me." He smiled at you. That was the first time he smiled, in a truly happy way, that night. You were the light of his life, he always felt better when you were around. He had missed you like a mad man, especially at night, when he looked at pictures of you/the both of you together on his black laptop. "And I gave you the keys for a reason. No need to say sorry. It's not like I go out on Wednesday evenings anyway.. Or any night of the week" He laughed in sarcasm. "I'm always here at this time." You laughed a bit and he took another bite of his burger

"I'm gonna take a quick shower, ok? Be right back" you said loudly as you walked to the bathroom

The day you and Jake had decided to be in a serious relationship, after you let the words "I love you" slip off of your mouth, by accident (you didn't even know if he crushed back on you, let alone reciprocating your feelings), Jake was so insecure, thinking you were just playing him, that it took him one week after that happened to finally say "I love you" back. You were getting sadder and more impatient as time passed. When he finally did, it was through texting. When you saw the message in your cellphone screen, your heart raced like a wild horse in a big forest.

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Later that night, you and Jake were cuddling, half sitting, half laying on the couch. Jake watched a movie on the television as you tried to read a book. But your attention span was equal to zero. You felt your boyfriend's warmth beneath your body, so comforting, so inviting. You wanted him so bad. You two had been together for almost one year and no sex had ever happened. You were starting to think that maybe he didn't find you that attractive, after all. That thought was like a rusted knife digging into your heart.

You closed your book since you couldn't go past the same sentence you were reading and re-reading all over again, too many times.

You moved your body from where it was and sat on top of Jake's legs, straddling his lap, taking him by surprise. He looked at you wondering why you suddenly gave up on your book if you had been bugging him for months about how bad you wanted to read it, but, you preferred reading a physical copy, as you told him, so he bought a copy for you that he found on sale just so you could stop talking to him about the same thing over and over. But he was actually just kidding, inside his own mind. He bought it for you because he knew you were gonna get really excited, just like a little child, and thank him by showering him with kisses. He loved being kissed by his pretty girlfriend.

"The book wasn't interesting enough, babe? Weren't you dying to read it?" He chuckled and then smiled, placing his big, warm hands on your thighs, making the small, thin hairs of that part of your body stand on end

"I just can't concentrate right now. That's all..."

"Is everything alright?" He noticed the angst in your expression

"Jake... We've been together for almost one year now, and... we haven't had sex yet. Don't you... don't you feel the need to do it with me? Do you still feel attracted to me? Why do you never try to initiate anything other than kisses and caresses? You've never even tried to touch my boobs... and you told me you loved them, over texting"

"Wait, slow down a bit" Jake asked of you and you stopped to breathe a little "Of course I feel attracted to you." He put a small lock of your hair behind your ear, so he could see your beautiful face better "I want you so bad... so fucking bad, you got no idea, girl. You drive me insane, my girl. I can't resist you when you're sitting on my lap like this" He caressed your face softly, light blue eyes staring at your own

"Then don't. Don't resist me. You don't have to. You just have to let me kiss you and touch you and show you how wet you make me, without even doing anything crazy, just by touching my skin like this and letting me sit on your lap."

"Baby, I...I can't" Jake looked down, sadness clouding his beautiful face. You hated to see your boyfriend like that. Why didn't he realize he didn't need to be so insecure? You loved him, all of him. No matter how badly he always talked about his legs or the fact that he couldn't do even basic day to day activities easily, because of his disability, you didn't care. You loved him. Freaking loved him to death.

"Why not?!" You were desperate for an explanation

"I could never be all you need. I wish I could but that's wishful thinking. Don't fool yourself, (y/n)."

Your eyes got filled with tears and you felt a lump forming in your throat. It was like your chest was sore, bruised from his harsh words.

"You are all that I want! All that I need, Jake! Why can't-"

"Don't make it harder than it already is, (y/n)!" The blonde guy interrupted you, his words colder than ice, burning your skin, already so sensitive from from taking all the hurt Jake was causing you by not letting you just simply love him right, be his girlfriend... "Get off me, please." So freezing cold...

You were a crying mess already, so, you felt so weak you just obeyed him and stood up, leaving him free from your body. Jake transferred himself from the couch to his wheelchair as fast as he could. He then started wheeling himself away from where you were

"Please...Please!" You say, chasing your crazy boyfriend like an idiot, while he moves his wheelchair fast towards his small room "stop being so insecure and just lemme love you." Jake stops, his freckled pale arms turning the wheels around so he could look at you

"Why do you insist on being tied down to a cripple?! Don't you get it?! You are so, so damn beautiful, (y/n). Your smile, your hair, your body... Jesus, your fucking body... You're so hot. You deserve... a man who can give you all that a relationship can offer. I can't be that man. I will never be him. I'm sorry you don't get it, but it's time for you to move on!!!" He yelled. You've never seen Jake so angry. His face was red, his eyes were gleaming, tears starting to roll down his face. He felt like his heart was breaking in a billion little pieces. He'd rather go through war, become traumatized and then have his spine injured all over again, because, honestly, it would hurt him less than what he was doing to you right now. But he knew he had to do it. "I love my (y/n) so much, I always will. But she should be happy, free from me." He thought

"Stop running away from me, Jacob Sully!" You ordered, as soon as you catch up to Jake, getting inside his room, your breath heavier than normal "I'm warning you, I will take you in my arms, no matter if you say you're too heavy, and I will lay you on this bed, against your will, if that's what I need to do so you will stop pushing me away! And don't ever call yourself a "cripple" again! I swear to God, you're testing me tonight! I won't let you speak like that about yourself. Never again! Do you understand me?!" You almost screamed

Jake sighed heavily, in defeat. With both arms, he started to support himself on his wheelchair, moving his body to the bed.

One he was settled there, sitting down with his back against the cushioned bed frame, he spoke: "Baby, I'm sorry for yelling at you like that... it was wrong. You don't deserve that. Please, forgive me." Looking at you with those eyes he had you on your knees, every single time.

"It's okay..." You looked hurt but your forgave him. You wanted to try and forget that had ever happened.

"I love you... so much."

You gazed at him and felt a need to comfort him

You sat on his bed, beside him and held his hand. After some time, you and Jake were cuddling, you sitting on his lap. He brought his mouth to yours and kissed your lips. You missed his kisses so much that you got wet so easily, just like a virgin would.

Jake grabbed the back of your head with care and deepened the kiss, using his tongue to massage yours. The way he kissed you was leaving your lips slicked with his saliva. You moaned and he held tight on to your waist, heavy breathing, his warm breath colliding with your own, the two of you getting drunk on each other. His lips were crushing against yours and that felt so amazing.

Out of nowhere, he stopped the kiss and when you tried to kiss him again he gently pushed you away, seeming uncomfortable.

"I gotta stop, baby... I can't pleasure you more than this..." he looked defeated

"Of course you can. You have fingers and a mouth, don't you? Then put them to use, baby. Your girl is begging you to pleasure her. Don't you want to help me out a bit?" You started to kiss his neck gently but sloppy. You breathed his scent in. It was so familiar, so comforting to you. He smelled like home. Home, for you, was wherever Jake was, right by your side.

Jake was starting to slowly give in and he let out a breathy moan. You felt happiness creeping in your head, your heart beating faster.

Jake did something that in his mind, was so damn bold. He dared to touch you in a very intimate way - he was as nervous as a teenager having his first sexual experience - moving his hand from the bed sheet until it got to your entrance. Jake's breath faltered as he touched your coated folds gently, his chest tightening while he looked at your face. His light brows furrowing, his demons still trying to convince him that you could not be turned on because of him.

"Sweetheart, you're so soft... just so... so wet." He was getting shaky, aroused as hell, feeling how wet you were for him

He was finally ready to just relax and enjoy the moment, as he touched your coated pussy.

"Wait a bit, will ya?" You ask, getting off his lap, standing on your feet and then stripping down to him. Your clothes were laying on the floor, as you felt a little shy but excited to see his reaction to seeing your naked body for the first time.

"Fuck, my baby. How did I get so lucky? Your body is so fucking perfect...." He put his hand up in the air, towards your own hands and you grabbed it and let him sit you back on his lap.

Jake started to touch your breasts softly, his mouth slightly open, desire scorching his insides. Your skin burned so good beneath his fingers. Then, he placed his big fingers on your slit

"God, this fucking wet pussy..." he was having trouble breathing but he loved the way you messed with his head

"I'm all yours, baby. Please, just let go and make love to me. I need you so bad it hurts me physically." You begged him to put an end to your misery

"Is that what my babygirl really wants?" He murmured, his voice low and sexy, ringing on your ears

"Yes, my love. Please... I'm so wet, Jake... only for you, my baby." You felt his fingers touching your pussy and your body became limp

"I love your pussy, baby. So velvety, warm and juicy. Can't wait to slide my fingers inside of you over and over again until you're all sweaty and whimpering"

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[thatflatenedfrogontheroad]

I made a tier list...

please make your own!! I need to see boomer nations opinions on our man!!!! I know the tiers are actually so vile so change them if you desire :)))

OK so my quick blurb on why they are their!! (working worst to best)

28. Identity Crisis #5 - HE WOULD KILL ME FOR THE FUN OF IT. It did bring about the most random rivalry between Tim drake’s fandom and boomer's which is very funny

27. Black Lantern - Oh no… he's back… like a boomerang. Ate his own son... RIP…. L skill issue

26. Sliver Age - Would actually call me a slur and say that I don't deserve rights. He would hate crime me and then solicit me for sex. He looks like he's wearing a dress… what a pretty lady.

25. Flash TV Show - EWWWWWWWW, he though he ate...

24. DC Online - He looks like he would punch me in face at a NYC bus stop

23. White Lantern - Don't look at me like that… stop. He's back from the dead like a boomerang?? Something about most of the New 52 boomerangs don't hit the same. the bride all in white :’)

22. Young Justice - Gave me the ick. You might be thinking... he looks identical to SS hell to pay, why is he down here?? Great question… HE WAS SO CREEPY TO ONE OF THE GIRLS IN YOUNG JUSTICE….. WHO IS A MINOR!

21. Injustice Movie - Just because your in the background… doesn't save you from this list!!!

20. New 52 - Ok he's kinda hot if you look through your peripherals…Why are you wearing skinny jeans… you millennial

19. Harley Quinn TV Show - He's fine… just fine. “We’ll stack out bingo… Boomer loves an older woman” NO HE MUST LOVE ME! I AM VERY VERY MATURE FOR MY AGE

18. Flash: Sins of the Father - Can you please stop talking in the 3rd person… you are starting to sound crazy.

17. Most Wanted - I know jack shit about him. That's probably because he is barely in a comic issues THATS NAMED AFTER HIM!

16. Flash Point Paradox - His fight scene actually ate. I'm a sucker for Boomer being with the Rogues. If cyborg can take his belt off… so can I

15. Suicide Squad 2021 - Wow they somehow gave him even less lines than his first movie. 1. He doesnt look like boomer. 2. His accent is so bad… and hes AUSTRALIAN 3. His acting low key kinda mid 4. They killed off two of the only OG suicide squad members they had on the cast 5. He dies in the first 20min and in the most disrespectful way

14. Suicide Squad 2016 - The only good thing to come from this man is the fanfiction he brought. THIS FUCKING MOVIE MADE HIM A CANON BRONY WHICH I CAN NOT FORGIVE. GET THIS OUT OF MY SMUT BEFORE FREAK THE FUCK OUT >:( Fuck him and pinky too, you son of a bitch!!!! (its not that serious lol... i just want him to stop fucking a toy horse... please guys)

13. This Goober Alien Guy - I know nothing. He just kinda showed up… and I'm not mad just a little confused. He looks like he needs a hot chocolate and a hug :)))) 

12. Lego Batman Movie - Low key an icon. What I would do to get my hands on one of these sets… I would come close to killing someone for it

11. DC Lego Super Villains - If he wasn't Lego I would propose (Shane Dawson style) Once again what I would do for the very discontinued Lego set tie in…

10. Batman: Brave and The Bold - Those cheekbones could cut someone. Why are you wear a mini skirt… take it off ;)

9. Suicide Squad (comic) - Yes I know he was drinking and driving but he's not real so it doesn't count!!! The beginning of the Boomer Mobile! THE GAP TOOTH DUDE!

8. Justice League Unlimited S1 - AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! Ok the hairline is… bad…. But so is mine twin!! I LOVE THAT THEY GAVE HIM PROPER CLOTHES AND NOT RAGS DUDE

7. Agent of Oz - is this picture is my school profile pic...yes… and??HE'S COVERED IN BLOOD AND IM GIGGLING!!!!!!!!!!!

6. Stjepan Sejic's Boomer - Choke hold and choke me...  I want to hear his voice but he can't break his mewing streak…The ungodly things I would let him do to me

5. Dark: Apocalypse War - Constantine! Boomer! GIRLS! GIRLS!! ILL SLEEP WITH BOTH OF YOU!!! I was not expecting him in this movie so I started to freak out when he showed up DUDE. PLEASE LET ME SIT ON IT

4. Suicide Squad: Hell to Pay - I'm a ride he wouldn't survive… I DONT HAVE WORDS TO DECRIBE HOW I FEEL DUDE… I WOULD DO ANYTHING HE ASKED FOR NO JOKE. Dead on the floor

3. Justice League Unlimited S2 - The glow up in REAL... had me on my hands and knees as a 3rd grader… and still on my knees today. I have never wanted someone to fuck me in the back alleyway of a shit bar so bad in my life

2. Batman: Assault on Arkham - The one that started it all… he is the reason I am this way. no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the bedroom BUT GREG ELLIS IS PUBLIC ENIME NUMDER ONE. YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID!!!!

AND THE BEST ONE!!!!!!!! WE ALL SAW IT COMING

1. Suicide Squad: Kill the Justice League - I AM GNAWING ON THE IRON BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE!!!!!! He has it all, the face, the VOICE, the look, the character!!!!! It is hands down the most consistently good representation of captain boomerang out their… and its canon that's he has a big dick :D I would sell my first born to get one night…

Thank you all for reading this word vom, I am sick in the head <3

if any of the comic issues are off or something please let me know :)

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE make your our and tag me!! i need to see them <3<3<3

[mrslankyman]

Do I Wanna Know?

Wrote this a while ago - 2,906 Words

Daryl Dixon - Prison Era (Not based on any episode in series)

February 12, 2012

As far as I know today is February 12. That's what Carol tells me. She keeps the days tracked. I guess she does a lot around here.

She's pretty reliable. Rick's been out scouting for a while. We're running low on supplies. Might have to make a trip to the closest town.

I head out of the main corridor of the prison where we've been staying. Pulling my pistol out from my holster and switching it into my dominant hand.

I opened the door that lead outside. The sun hit my face and I squinted. Living in the dark of the prison sure as hell made your eyes sensitive to any bright lights.

I passed Glenn and gave a curt nod. He was heading to the watch post for his daily steak out. I walked up to the fence. Looking out into the field. Only a few walkers today. Better than yesterday. There was a whole hoard out there. Thank god for Daryl. Him and his cross bow. That damn cross bow. He loves that thing more than anyone.

Speaking of the devil the familiar sound of a motorcycle filled my ears. I turned to the gate as Glenn pushed it open. Daryl came riding into the prison. Stopping his bike and taking the keys out of the ignition. He unwrapped the three rabbits he had killed. Of course he was out hunting. When wasn't he doing something? He barely slept because he refused to be useless.

"What ya catch out there Daryl?" Carol asked walking out of the Prison. Daryl looked up at her and held up the three rabbits. "Nice." She smiled and took them from Daryl. Forgot, the cook and the hunter were best friends. I groaned and looked back out into the field. Everyone in the group seemed to have someone.

I was just left out. I joined late and it felt like when you joined a friend group but the kids before had been friends for years. I was always the odd one out. At least I can survive here. That I am grateful for.

"What are you doing just staring off into the field?" A low voice asked behind me. I'd be lying if when I first joined that voice didn't set me off. In a good way.

Now it's just a constant reminder that I'm just lonesome. Daryl never cared for me. I knew from the day I joined. At first he tried to come across as friendly. In his own way. He just said Hello. Which was more than anyone else did. After about a week I guess he got tired of it.

"Yes I am. Does it bother you Dixon?" I asked not looking at him. My voice was laced with attitude. Hoping he got the point to leave me alone. It was what he did best. Ignoring me.

Daryl must've gotten annoyed. At least I assume because I heard him turn away and head inside. I let out a sigh and put my pistol in its holster on my waist. "I hope this shit ends one day." Such an idiotic thought. It was never going to end. The world was over.

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"Alright, we need to plan out the group's going out for supplies tomorrow." Rick said as we all sat down to eat. "We need more canned foods, medicine, and first aid supplies. Ammo too if we can find any." As Rick carried on I looked over to Daryl.

He was sitting next to Carol on the floor. They were talking about what I don't know. I rolled my eyes. He was starting to get really close with Carol. It was annoying seeing him make friends. I don't know why but it did.

"Y/N did you hear me?" Rick's voice pierced through my ears. The angry dad tone. I looked up at him. "What?" I asked. "You and Daryl are going out to Greens Burrow to search the market place up there for food." Rick said pinching the bridge of his nose. "Ok everyone else listen up." Rick said gathering everyone else attention again.

I looked over at Daryl. He was looking back at me and chuckling.

I guess me getting scolded is what made a almost 40 year old man laugh now a days. I rolled my eyes and ate my stew.

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After we all ate dinner everyone headed to their cells to sleep. Besides Rick. He headed out of the prison. I assume to go on watch or snoop around somewhere. I don't really care.

As I headed down the short walk way to my cell I bumped into a broad shoulder. I looked up and groaned. Daryl. "Watch where ya going." He huffed out. I rolled my eyes and went to walk past him. "Annoying asshole." I mumbled under my breath.

A hand grabbed the back of my shirt collar and slammed me into the cement wall. I groaned as a slight rush of pain pierced my head.

Daryl looked down at me. His hand holding my shirt to the wall. He leaned closer his eyes squinting at me. "Wha'd ya call me?" He asked in a low whisper.

I glared at the man in front of me. No way in hell he was talking to me like this. "Wha'd ya think?" I mocked him.

I smirked a little in sanctification as the annoyances crept its way onto his face. "Is the big hunts man mad?" I teased as his hand bunched into fist. I took the opportunity before he could speak to flip our positions.

I slammed him into the wall. Watching as his eyes widen in shock. "Before you go around shoving women into walls.." I leaned into his ear. "Make sure shes not a professionally trained wrestler." His face scrunched up.

I laughed as I let go of him. "Ass hole." I cooed as I walked off to my cell. Completely satisfied for once.

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"I seriously cannot believe I have to go with you. Rick could've chosen anyone." I complained as I fixed my pistol in my holster.

Daryl was getting his bike ready. "Stop complaining." He grumbled in annoyance. He got on his bike and looked at me. I stared at him confused.

"Get on the fuck are ya doin?" He asked as I still stood there. In utter silence. "I'm not getting on that bike with you." I rolled my eyes.

He leaned his head back in exasperation. I was making this hell for him. I could tell. I kinda liked it.

"I'm gonna leave without ya." He kicked up the kick stand of his bike and revved it up. "Fine! But only because I don't feel like walking." I saw him smirk slightly from the side mirrors on his bike. Our eyes caught each other and he stared at me for a second before looking away.

I walked up to the bike and threw my right leg over the seat and sat down. "You're gonna have to hold on." He said as he revved the bike up again. "I think I can balance." I rolled my eyes. "Sure." He chuckled as the gates opened.

He revved the bike up one more time before shooting out of the prison and onto the road ahead. My body wobbled and I flung my arms forward. Wrapping them around Daryl's waist.

Daryl Pov

I knew she wouldn't be able to balance. I felt her arms wrap around me and bit my lip. The breeze of the wind flowing my hair felt nice. But not as nice as this. I'll admit it's been a while since someone has ever touched me like this. Maybe that's why I don't mind.

Or maybe I just wanted to prove her right. I closed my eyes slightly. It was nice to get out of the prison. Even with the dead being all over.

My thoughts slipped to last night. Her slamming me against the wall. Her face as she leaned into my ear. Her voice.. I felt a shiver run down my spine. No I couldn't like this snobby woman. She was also keeping to her self. A strange woman in a now strange world. Not so strange at all If you really think about it.

I'm too hypocritical.

I was and still am like that. Sure I've gotten closer to a lot of our people but I still keep my distance. I opened my eyes. Watching ahead for any walkers or living people.

I could see in my right side mirror Y/N looking around. She looked nice with the wind blowing her hair. A carefree look on her face.

I looked ahead and kept going. All the way to Greens Burrow. Trying my best to ignore the thoughts I had of the woman behind me. I'm just going crazy. This world has changed me.

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I stopped at the local market. I kicked down my bikes kick stand and waited for Y/N to get off. Once she did I got off too.

She grabbed a stray shopping cart and headed inside. She better not fill that shitty thing up. The two bags on my bike only had enough room for a few things. If we found any.

I shoved open the door. Carts and random shelves blocked the entrance. We climbed over them and got to the main center of the store. Empty shelves and random new papers littered the room.

I looked over at Y/N to ask her what we should do but she was already walking off. Pushing the cart down a random isle all the way at the back of the store.

"Is she dumb?" I asked myself as I followed her. I left my cross bow back at the prison. Fuck. I pulled out my pistol from my holster and lifted it up. Checking each isle as I walked over to her.

This idiot could've been eaten. I guess not everyone is as smart as you think.

Once I finally made it to her I saw the cart. Stock pilled of random canned goods and chips. "We can't take all of that." I grumbled as I lowered my pistol.

"We can just take some and then come back for the rest." She shrugged like it was no big deal. She is starting to really piss me off.

"I do not wanna be stuck running around all day with an idiot." I pinched the bridge of my nose in annoyance. I felt her hand pat my chest and I looked down at her. "Get over it." She smiled but her tone was rather angry.

I shoved her away and headed off down the rest of the isle. Checking for walkers so this idiot of a woman doesn't die.

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Regular POV

It's been about a week since me and Daryl's run. He has been avidly ignoring me. I guess I really pissed him off when I said this walker with the ugliest fucking face looking like him. I thought it was funny.

Today I was out checking the other cells around the prison. Killing any walkers that I stumbled into or that stumbled into me. I had finally made it to the end of cell block E.

I was going to be late for dinner. Oh well. I headed back to the front of the prison and walked into the main cell block we were all settled in. Just as I thought.

Everyone had ate and there was nothing left. I groaned and mentally cursed Rick for giving me the worst jobs. I lowered my head and started walking up to the stairs.

"Not gonna eat?" A familiar deep voice asked. I looked over at Daryl. He was holding a bowl of stew. I rolled my eyes. "No." I huffed and turned to keep walking.

"Come on and eat. I don't need you to starve." He insisted. Talking to me like he cared.

"Why do you care if I starve?" I sneered. He just gave me a look. The 'you better do what I say.' look. I gave up and walked back down the steps and over to him. He held out the bowl to me and I took it.

"Thanks.." I say unsure. Should I be thanking him or telling him off? He had ignored me for a whole week.

Why do you care about me so much all of a sudden? You ignored me all week." I antagonized him. He just stared at me. Bitting his bottom lip. 

"I didn't ignore you. Now good night." He turned away and began to walk up the stairs to his cell. I rolled my eyes and started to eat my stew.

Then it hit me.

He wasn't ignoring me. At least he was verbally.

He would purposely bump into me and give me a rude look. Even if it was his fault. He'd look at me anytime we all ate dinner together. Constantly pick the same time to do guard duty as me. Even if he didn't speak to me.

I shook my head. Maybe I was just over thinking it. We were in a prison after all. With maybe 10 people. It's bound that we bump into each other and have the same shifts.

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Again. Today I had to check Cell block A. I groaned as I walked down the hall. I was always chosen for the dumb jobs. I headed into a cell unit. Checking each cell for any sign of life .. or death. As I got to the end of the cell block a hand grabbed me and pushed me down to the grown.

"Ah- what the hell.." I looked up at the walker infront of me. It's jaws slammed together as I pushed it away with my hand. Keeping its mouth away from my face and neck. "ah- fuck!" I looked over to my side. My gun had fallen out.

"Shit shit shit! I kicked at the walker. It didn't budge. I tried shoving it off. No use. My arms grew tired and I trembled under the weight of the dead. This can't be how I die. No way.

As the Walker lowered its self. Close enough to take a bite out of my flesh. I swear I could've felt the pain of teeth bitting into my skin. A loud 'phew' echoed and an arrow pierced the Walker through the head. It flopped down. I pushed it off my quickly and scrambled away from it. Catching my breath.

Daryl stood at the end of the corridor. His crossbow in hand. He lowered it and walked over. Pulling the arrow out of the walkers head.

"What are you doing here?" I asked still trying to recover from the shock.

"Saving you. Dumb ass." He grumbled and set his cross bow down. He walked over to me and held out his hand. I hesitantly held my hand out and took his. He pulled me up and I stumbled into him.

He looked down at me as I looked up at him. "I heard you. I was walking around tryna find you to tell ya dinner was done. Since you missed it the day before." His voice echoed in my head. This time it wasn't annoying.

"Oh really? What makes you care so much if I miss dinner? It just mean more food for you. I don't get why you're trying to be so nice to me but stop."

He stared at me. His eyes narrowing slowly. "I just saved ya. Doesn't it prove I are about ya?! Do I have to spell it out!" He yelled flipping his arms into the air and back down.

"Why did you save me? Aren't I just an annoyance to you?" I went on. His hands bunched up into fist. "Maybe you are!" He sneered.

"Good I like being the reason you're so mad." I smirked and pushed him against the wall. He stared at me. Slowly catching onto my game. "Agitating you makes my day." I clicked my tongue in his face at the end of the sentence.

He bit his lip and glared at me. His hands grabbing my sides slowly but firmly. My heart rushed slightly. I pushed the feeling down. I wanted him to make the first move.

"Maybe I like that you agitate me." He added on, pulling me closer by the waist. His voice was deeper now. More low and quite.

I pressed my body against his. My arms wrapped around his neck. "I like that you like it." I whispered in his ear in a slow, low tone. I could feel him growing hard as each one of my silky smooth words touched his ear.

I pulled away and looked at him. I laughed slightly. Who knew a women could make a grown man melt at a few words so easily.

"Maybe I'll-"

He cut me off and pressed me against his chest. "Just shut up and kiss me." He demanded. I smirked and gladly listened. Pressing my lips against his cold chapped ones. His stumble rubbed against my face and I'd be lying if I said it didn't turn me on more.

We stayed like that for a few minuets. Just kissing and saying things I'm sure he wouldn't want the others to know about. Men get embarrassed so easily.

[yawn-junn]

I wanted to request an 8turn Yungyu x fem reader fluff where Yungyu comes home tired from practice and the reader cooks for him and feeds him dinner while he's half asleep and he rewards her with lots of kisses and they both cuddle to sleep (it's okay if you don't want to or if you're uncomfortable with this idea or anything) btw I love your work! ❤

♡︎Sleep talking - Yungyu♡︎

♡︎Special thanks too: Yungyu, Anon, 8Turn

♡︎Note: hello! I hope you enjoy <3 lmk if you have any other requests also thank you! I'm so happy you enjoy my work enough to request

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♡︎Words: 906

♡︎TW: kissing : mentions of food : low-key making out(not 18+ Yungyu is a minor) :

9-28-23

A knock came from your door it was faint and soft so quiet that if you weren't walking back from the bathroom you wouldn't have heard it, stopping in your tracks you checked the clock on the wall that read '12:30am' slightly scared and a little confused you walked to the door and looked threw the peep hole to find your boyfriend of one year half asleep almost falling down the front steps

Your scared and confused expression melted into a soft smile as you opened the door "Yungyu" you called out startling the boy from his daze "oh Yn, may I come inside?" He asked his words slightly sluggish you muttered a soft hum of agreement opening the door wider once the boy stumbled his way in you quickly closed and locked the door

"What are you doing here at midnight" you asked while taking his hand leading him to the kitchen "just finished practice, missed you" he said mumbling most of his words only being able to make out a few context clues "oh really?" You asked sitting him down he softly nodded his head "are you hungry?" You asked before Yungyu could answer his stomach growled "I'll take that as a yes" you giggled

A few minutes later you came back with a plate full of food only to find him alseep on the table you sighed softly "honey" you said shaking his shoulder as you were about to lose hope of him waking up to eat he sat up with a yawn "oh good your awake" you said pushing the plate Infront of him "here eat" you demanded

Waiting for him to take a bite or two you looked at his face and noticed he'd fallen back asleep almost falling backwards "gyu!" You said "here sit up straight" you commented pulling his arm to help him sit up Yungyu let out a soft whine from the moving "open" you said pushing the fork closer to his mouth, he complied opening his mouth feeding him was a long process but at least he ate

"Ok uppie" you said pulling him up from his shoulders "dude your bigger than me I can't carry you" you rushed out as Yungyu put all his body weight on you the only response you get was even more whining "shh" you said struggling to keep him up the walk to your room really made you wish your kitchen and bedroom were close together you knew the Yungyu workout would leave you sore tomorrow

Setting him on your bed you began taking his jacket and accessories off looking down you noticed he still had his shoes on you sighed before bending down and taking them off once you removed everything (other than the main clothes) you sat beside him resting for a moment before moving him to lay down "alright Yungyu!" You said shaking him once again the only response you got was whining

Another sigh left your nose before you held your breath and picked Yungyu up as much as you could once you got him in a comfortable position you left to go wash his dish turning the light off on your way out "finally" you sighed in relief turning everything off and making your way back to your bedroom

You slightly jumped when you saw Yungyu sitting up in the dark "what are you doing" you said coming up to lay him back down "miss you" he whined grabbing your hands a soft giggle left you as you rushed to the other side of the bed and laying next to him "I'm here go back to bed" you said laying on your side to pet his hair, Yungyu being a little more coherent than he was a few moments ago pulled you closer "thank you" he whispered kissing your nose softly

"Go to sleep gyu" you giggled ignoring you Yungyu continued to leave small kisses all over your face before eventually finding his way to your lips lingering there for a little while he pulled away allowing the both of you to breathe before diving back in his kisses filled with passion and love "yun-gyu" you mumbled on his lips

A soft hum left him as he deepened the kiss to focused on him to finish your sentence after what felt like an eternity the two of your pulled away with Yungyu leaving small pecks on your lips "night night Yn" he said pulling you on top of him letting you snuggle into his neck

His actions caused you to giggle "good night gyu" you said getting comfortable not long after Yungyu you fell into a deep sleep dreaming about Yungyu and your future together.

[mugeesworld]

I saw that you're in need of requests 👀 May I request something for our sweet future pirate King luffy? Just pure sweet fluff!

Luffy is whining like always for food to be ready and their wonderful sweet and kind-hearted s/o feels so bad and deciaded to make some dessert for him and him only? Like he's so touched and when he tries it you can see the biggest shine over the whole sunny how good it is?! I bet he would fight anyone who dares to Touch or even try it

Making a Sweet Treat for Luffy!

Am I responding to this like a year later? Yes. Yes I am. Cause a promise is a promise and I'ma do every single one in my inbox RAHHHHHHHH. IK IT DOESN'T SAY CHUBBY READER BUT I'M A CHUBBY READER BLOG SO EVERYTHING HAS A PLUS SIZE READER I MIND!!!!!? I didnt mean to type that in caps oops! I'm gonna guess you want it gender neutral! Ty for the request ♥︎ it's low-key ended up crappy 🥲

Luffys waits not so patiently as sanji cooks lunch #3. Clenching his teeth and licking his lips. So desperately hungry. Y/n watches from their chair as he glares at the pan his soon to be lunch is in. They can't help but giggle seeing him so riled up.

Sanji finally serves Luffy his lunch but with in seconds the large meal is gone. "More please!" he says rubbing his belly. Sanji sighs and picks up the plates. "You're appetite is getting harder and harder to keep up with Luffy!" he chuckles.

Y/n stands up from their chair to help pick up the remaining plates. They watch as sanji clenches his teeth and rubs his head. "Are you alright Sanji? You look a little pale!" they say giving him a concerned look.

He sighs and puts the plates on the counter. "I'm not sure....My heads pounding!" he groans, closing his eyes and rubbing his forehead once again. "Why don't you go see chopper? Luffy can wait for lunch #4!" y/n says putting the rest of the plates down.

They start to push him towards the kitchen door. "Alright alright. I'll be back in 30 at the most!" he grumbles walking out of the kitchen.

Within a few seconds Luffy starts to groan. "I'm hungryyyyyyy. How much longer till 30 minutes is overrrrr??"

Y/n shakes their head and chuckles. "Well seeing as he just walked out the door id say it's gonna be a while!" They make their way towards the kitchen. Thinking about washing the dishes to help sanji. "Meatttt. I need meat!..." Luffy groans slamming his face on the table.

Y/n sighs. "Give me a moment and I'll see what I can fix up for you alright?" she smiles, putting the plates in the sink. Luffy perks up immediately. "Really! Alright!"

Y/n thinks about what to make. It needs to be something quick and easy yet filling... They ponder for a moment before coming to a idea. Beignets!

They quickly get out the ingredients to make their dough before getting out a large pot and filling it with oil. While the oil heats up they start to make their dough.

After frying the dough they fill the inside with chocolate sauce and sprinkle powdered sugar over the top. They look proudly at their beautiful dish.

"Ok Luffy close your eyes!" they say excitedly. Luffy obeys and shuts his eyes. Holding his fork and knife in his hand with a huge smile on his face. Y/n places the plate in front of him. "Ok open!"

Luffy opens his eyes and looks down. His mouth drops open, eyes going wide. "You made this y/n!?" he says smiling. They nod and watch as he picks up one taking a big bite.

Luffy feels like his body is melting. He has never ate something so delishes in his life. As he eats his food he keeps trying to talk with his mouth full. Y/n laughs as they watch him get powdered sugar all over his face.

The door suddenly opens to reveal sanji. "Sanji! How's your head?" y/n asks relieved to see he's ok. "Chopper gave me some medicine and said it was allergies! I'm feeling way better- wait. Did you make beignets? I never knew you cooked!" he says surprised.

"Yeah I did! Luffy was hungry so I decided to make something while you were gone! I'll clean up the kitchen though don't worry!" they say putting another plate of food down for Luffy.

"No that's alright! They smell wonderful! You'll have to teach me the recipe sometime!" he exclaims reaching for one off luffys plate.

Luffy quickly moves the plate. "Y/n made them for me so they are mine!" he mumbles. His mouth still full of food. Sanji grumbles "With the amount I cook for you, you could at least let me have one you jerk!"

Sanji continues to try and grab the plate but no matter where he went Luffy stretches his arms away until he eats the last one. Y/n laughs. "I'll make some more later so you and the crew can try some! But right now we need to sweep the floor cause y'all got powdered sugar every where slinging the plate around!" they laugh looking at the two men now covered in sugar.

[emilykat-artblog18]

The Other Port

(chapter 2)

.:: The Black Cat of The Port ::.

As both Ten Cents and Sunshine were heading to the cafeteria, many questions lingered in Ten Cents’ mind like a low mist on the horizon, “Who made those dolls? What is the key for? And why were they inside the storage room?”

“Ten Cents, Ten Cents!” Sunshine grabbed Ten Cents’ shoulder, snapping him out of his trance as he nearly walked into me.

“Oh, sorry about that, Captain Starr sir” Ten Cents said embarrassedly while Sunshine held the dolls tightly behind his back.

“It’s ok Ten Cents, I take it you both finished cleaning out the storage room?”

“Yes Sir, We were just on our way to the cafeteria.” Ten Cents nodded,

“Good, may I have the keys back?” I held out my hand, “Oh right! I almost forgot about them.” Ten Cents searched in his pockets

“Here you go sir,”

“Thank you,” I turned my gaze towards Sunshine.

“Anything you want to report to me as well, Sunshine?”

“Me? Uh no sir. Nothing to report”

I was feeling tired myself, so I didn’t bother asking anything else and let the two on their way, “Have a good night you two.”

“You too, sir” Ten Cents and Sunshine chimed together as I walked away, Ten Cents let out a sigh of relief, “Well that was almost too close for comfort,”

“You’re telling me,” shrugged Sunshine.

“Let’s just get something to eat and then hit the sack, ay?”

“I just hope someone got us good food this time.” Sunshine grumbled.

When they entered the cafeteria, they saw Big Mac, O.J., and Top Hat sitting at one of the tables chatting amongst each other about their day. O.J. turned and noticed Ten Cents and Sunshine.

“Welcome back lads. I hope you both aren't burnt out from your last job.”

“Meh, it was just storage cleaning. Nothing that we couldn’t handle.”

“Did ye find anything interesting in that old room?” Big Mac asked

“Well actually there is.” Sunshine soon reveals in his hands, the button-eyed dolls.

“What is that?” O.J. asks, having to look closer at the dirty dolls.

“And why do they look exactly like both of ye.” added Big Mac.

“That’s what we’ve been wondering too when we found them. Do you know who made them?”

“How should we know about some filthy old ragdolls from the garbage?” Top Hat remarked.

“Oh like how your head is full of nothing but garbage?” remarked Sunshine, insulted.

The crew all had a hearty chuckle at the joke except for Top Hat who was most offended but couldn’t think of a comeback for he was feeling tired.

“Speaking of garbage, where's Warrior? I thought we saw him walk past with you, Big Mac.” Ten cents asks.

“He already went to sleep. Don’t worry, he showered before then.” answered Big Mac

“Ah well we should go get our meals before-’’

“It’s just rations Ten Cents.” Sunshine groaned,

“What?! Again?”

“Sorry boys, with the constant busy work schedule we have this whole month we don’t have time to make meals so we resorted to using rations and other instant meals. It’s not much but it’s what we’re going to have to work with for now.” O.J. explained feeling sorry for them.

Looking back at the rations, Ten Cents sighed in defeat, “Well then, I guess we’ll just grab some and go back to our bunks…”

And with that, Ten Cents and Sunshine reluctantly grabbed a ration for the both of them and headed back to the barracks. O.J., Big Mac and Top Hat could only watch as they left until O.J. spoke.

“It’ll be alright boys, it won’t be like this forever.” trying his best to give them some hope from the situation but already left out of earshot.

Once at their bunks in their pajamas, the two ate their rations, they were as dry as the sand on the beach and not very appetizing.

“You see what I mean, Ten Cents?”

“About what?”

“About wishing that our current situation was better where we don’t have to work as hard.”

Ten Cents gulps and sets his ration aside. “I get what you mean, I know it’s been hard on all of us and they’re still doing their best, but I won’t lie, I miss when we had decent food and less of a heavy workload to handle.”

“You think that’ll ever happen soon?”

“Probably not for another few more weeks of this.”

Ten Cents looked over to the nightstand next to his and Sunshine’s bunk beds. Sunshine had placed the two old dolls right next to a framed photo of their whole fleet including their captain; When times were better, especially since they took it welcoming their new recruit, one who he was very fond of since they met.

Ten Cents yawned knowing another day of hard work awaited them in the morning. The two said nothing and threw away their rations into a nearby trash bin, and got ready to sleep.

“Tomorrow’s gonna be another busy day huh?” Sunshine yawned as he began to nod off.

“Yeah, another hard day of work...”

Ten Cents answered, shutting off the lights, the room now only being dimly illuminated by the moon outside their window shining down on the dolls. As the two slept however, a black silhouette of a cat overshadowed them and observed them beyond the window.

-

The morning sun shone brightly as Ten Cents, Top Hat, Warrior, Big Mac, Hercules, O.J. and our new recruit, Tillie stood in the employee lounge waiting for me to give them their orders. Everyone except for Sunshine was present in the employee lounge.

Although it seemed all the older workers of my company were focused on getting their schedule for that day. Sunshine was trying to figure out how to bring his doll look alike to work with him that day, once he came up with a solution, he made a dash to the employee lounge.

“I’m so sorry everyone, I… nearly overslept,” lied Sunshine, “I’m not late, am I?”

“Nope you just came just in time, Sunshine.” Ten Cents assured him

“That’s a relief”

“Alright everyone settle down!” my voice rang out through the PA speaker.

“We’ve got a lot of work to do today, a tramp steamer is arriving into the port and we’ll need all hands on deck to dock and unload it. Hercules, you’re in charge of bringing the tramper in, Big Mac, Top Hat and Warrior, you three are to help guide it in,”

“Yes Sir.” Hercules, Big Mac, Top Hat, and Warrior affirmed before proceeding to their respective vessels.

“What about the rest of us sir?” Tillie queried.

“You three are to help anchor the tramper to the dock, O.J. will show you how.”

“Yes Captain Starr!” Ten Cents, Tillie, and Sunshine affirmed before following after O.J.

On their way to where the tramper was to be docked, Sunshine couldn’t help shake the feeling that they were being watched.

To confirm his suspicions, he looked behind himself and noticed something dark moving on top of some crates.

“Hey Ten Cents I think I see something?”

“Oh yeah, what's up?”, Ten Cents asked,

“It’s over there by the cra-” Sunshine pointed. But as soon as he returned his gaze at the crates, the thing was nowhere to be seen.

“What..?”

“You must've been seeing things. It's still early today but come on, there's work to be done”

They picked up their pace to catch up to Tillie and O.J. As they continued to walk past the glistening ocean, Sunshine couldn’t shake off his confusion.

He swore to himself that he wasn’t seeing things but he couldn’t figure out how even though the thing disappeared from his sight, why he still felt he was being watched.

The crew all suddenly stopped as they caught sight of Zorran, Zebedee and Zak, some of the employees of Zero Marine, our rival, were on their way to work as well.

“Well look what have we got here lads? Scrooge McDuck and his nephews?” Zebedee and Zak guffawed at Zorran’s remark.

“Shut up, we’re only just on our way to do our jobs,” Ten Cents said.

“What? off to get another contract?”

“We’re just on our way to bring in and unload a tramp steamer that’s all.” Tillie replied,

“Kindly leave us alone and we’ll be on our way-” O.J. retorted.

“Wasn’t trying to start any trouble with you, old man” oiled Zak, “Yeah, was only trying to make friendly conversation” Zebedee added sarcastically, “Also nice doll you got there Sunshine” Zebedee mused.

“What doll?-'' Tillie looked back at Sunshine and noticed in his binocular bag was a button-eyed doll that resembled him sticking out of it.

“Aw, you plan on having a tea party after your jobs of the day?” teased Zak

“Is your age now the number on your uniform, Sunshine? How cute.” Zorran joined in.

Sunshine’s face was as red as his hat as he tried to hide his doll.

“Oi leave him alone or else-!”

“Ten Cents, don’t even think about it”, snapped O.J.

“Or else what Ten Cents? You gonna fight me?” Zorran challenged

“Don’t you dare, lad” O.J. scolded holding back one of his arms.

“Let me at him, O.J.!” Ten Cents growled

“Hey calm down now… let's get going before you do something you’ll regret,” soothed Tillie.

“Yeah, listen to your little girlfriend Ten Cents!” Retorted Zorran, this was the final straw, Ten Cents won’t take any longer.

“Oh now you’re -!” yelled Ten Cents lunging at Zorran.

“That’s enough Ten Cents!” shouted O.J.

O.J. and Tillie tried to hold Ten Cents back from the Zeros, all the while poor Sunshine stood in utter silence afraid and ashamed to do anything when he turned his gaze to a rooftop of a building and saw the thing he saw earlier on the crates, which turned out to be a cat. He couldn’t believe it when he saw it clearly now as it stared at him.

“Hey there it is again!” Sunshine shouted pointing up to the rooftop making everyone, even the Zeros look up. Tillie and O.J. took it as a chance to get both Ten Cents and Sunshine out of there before things could escalate further and grabbed their arms and took off.

“Hey what are you two doing?”

“Getting us away from them” O.J. groaned

Once they weren far enough from the Zeros, Tillie heaved a sigh of relief

“Now Let's keep going, we can't be late for the tramp steamer.”

“Yeah you’re right.”

“Be a lot more sensible, will you, Ten Cents?” shouted O.J., “If we hadn’t dragged you out of there, you could’ve gotten into even more trouble.”

“He was only trying to defend Sunshine, that’s all.” Tillie explained.

“Did you guys see it?” Sunshine chimed in

“See what?”

“The black cat, I saw it earlier on the crates. It was on the rooftop!”

O.J. stood in confusion.

“I didn’t see it, Sunshine, it was the heat of the moment that distracted us.” Said Tillie

“And if we did that’s something we shouldn't worry about. Ten Cents, please learn to keep your head on straight, will you? Last thing I want is something bad to happen to you.” OJ pleaded.

“I will in future, I’m sorry O.J.”

“Good, now let's head over to the dock, that tramper should be here at any moment.”

And so they did, but the thought of the black cat still played on Sunshine’s mind.

The sound of a chorus of tugboats blowing their hooters indicated that the tramp steamer was ready to be docked. Ten Cents, Sunshine, Tillie, and O.J. had arrived on time.

They watched as Hercules, Big Mac, Warrior, and Top Hat moved the ship close to the dock. A couple sailors aboard the steamer were at the bow and stern holding ropes.

“Right lads,” said O.J., "You must work quickly to safely secure this ship to the dock. Tillie, you’re with me in securing the bow, Ten Cents and Sunshine you two are in charge of the stern. Grip the ropes with both hands and tie them to the cleats, we must work together on this, should you lose your grips, this tramper could end up floating away from the dock, understood?”

“Yes O.J.!”, Ten Cents, Sunshine, and Tillie chimed together.

The young stars and O.J. took their positions at the ends of the ropes while Warrior, Big Mac, and Top Hat stood at their tugboats in case.

“Ready lads?!” called O.J.?

“Ready!” declared Ten Cents, Sunshine, and Tillie.

“Good, release the ropes!” O.J. shouted towards the tramp steamer.

The two sailors threw down the long ropes from their vessel and they landed down on the quay. Ten Cents, Sunshine, Tillie, and O.J. ran and grabbed hold of the ropes.

“Ready to pull!” Ten Cents called out.

All four Stars on the dock did their best to safely moor the vessel, Ten Cents and O.J. were holding strong to the ropes as Sunshine and Tillie tied their ropes to the cleat hitches.

But as they worked, Sunshine thought he heard the sound of a cat meowing behind him.

Turning to where he heard it, he saw the black cat yet again from the rooftop and the crates.

“Hey Ten Cents, I see the cat again.”

“Can it wait Sunshine, I’m busy here” Ten Cents strained.

“But Ten Cents it’s only over-...”

As Sunshine pointed over to where the cat was, the rope began to slip out of Ten Cents’ hands.

“SUNSHINE DON’T LET GO OF THE ROPE!!”

(To be Continued)

{End of Chapter 2}

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[dread-red-queen]

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14- Write about your ship celebrating their anniversary.

Raven wiped her brow with a tea towel and looked over her work, she had come a long way since they first met, her dishes almost looked as good as his did, a soft smile played on her lips as her eyes fell on Whiskers her cat, who was watching her with curiosity her green eyes glistening in the low light of the kitchen.

She took off her apron and busied herself with setting the table laying out the cutlery and arranging the dishes she had prepared, once she had it all set up she glanced at the clock, he would be home in about an hour. She quickly headed to the bedroom to get ready and took a quick shower in the en suite bathroom.

After her shower she walked to the bed, quickly towelled off, and got changed into the dress she had laid out on the bed, it was a silky deep red material and clung to her curves. She slipped on some heels and fussed with her hair.

Whiskers was now sitting on the end of the bed cleaning herself, occasionally looking up at her as she sat at the dresser to put on a little makeup. once happy with her appearance she glanced at the clock again and grinned.

She left the bedroom returned to the dining room and began lighting some candles, she smiled remembering the last time they had had a romantic meal like this, it had been the night he had proposed. he had prepared all her favourite dishes and even ran her a hot bath with rose petals, surprising her with just how thoughtful and romantic he could be.

She chuckled to herself, tonight was there one year anniversary yet she still felt butterflies in her stomach when she thought of him. hearing a car pull up outside she headed to the hallway, she heard keys in the door just before it opened.

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Goro let out a long sigh, he hoped Raven was not too angry at him that he had to work late on their anniversary, he had planned to take her out for a romantic dinner but work had been so hectic he had not had the time to make the arrangements.

He glanced up hearing the sound of high heels, a smile spreading on his lips when his eyes fell upon her, she was wearing a deep red dress it fell just past her knee's showing off her long legs, his eyes trailed over her form before meeting her eyes.

"You look beautiful," He said taking off his coat, she smiled. "Long day?" She asked walking up to him and leaning up on her tiptoes to kiss him. "Very." He sighed, pulling her into his arms and resting his chin on the top of her head.

"I made us dinner." She grinned stepping back from him, he raised an eyebrow as she took his hand and led him into the dining room. A smile spread on his lips when he noticed all the food she had prepared and the candles.

"Happy anniversary." She grinned turning to face him, he stood there for a moment just taking it all in, it still felt like a dream, to have a woman like her in his life. "You ok?" She asked a look of concern on her face. "I am fine." He reassured her stepping up to the table and pulling out her chair for her.

She smiled taking her seat, he joined her offering her a smile. "You prepared all of this?" He asked with a raised brow, she nodded. "I think I did rather well." He nodded in agreement. She watched him as he tried one of the dishes, leaning forward in her seat, watching his reaction.

He glanced up at her and chuckled. "You have become an excellent chef." He said, his eyes closing for a moment to savour the flavour, she smiled softly and they ate in Companiable silence, occasionally talking about their day. after dinner, he helped her clean up the dishes.

"I have a surprise for you as well." He said, she looked at him with curiosity. "Oh?" She said tilting her head. "Let me go fetch it." He grinned heading back down the hall to get his keys and heading outside to his car. Raven moved to the lounge and sat down on the sofa to wait for him.

He appeared in the doorway with a wrapped box in hand, she raised an eyebrow as he walked into the lounge and placed it on the coffee table in front of her. He watched her, gesturing for her to open it. Her eyes fell on the box it was black with silver stripes with a red ribbon tied in a delicate bow. She began to pull at it the ribbon came undone easily falling open. She folded open the paper delicately much to his amusement, she never tore into gifts, she always opened them with care.

A grin spread on her lips realizing it was a small weapon case, her eyes glanced up at him in amusement. "You bought me a weapon?" she teased, and he grinned. "Open it." He chuckled. She popped it open and her eyes widened, nestled inside the protective foam was a combat knife, it was completely black, and the handle was ergonomic. etched on the blade was their family crest, she traced over the etching with a smile before pulling it from the case to test its weight.

It was perfectly balanced suitable for throwing, her speciality, she placed it back in the case and smiled. "It's perfect." She said. before getting up from her seat and wrapping her arms around his middle, resting her cheek on his chest and breathing him in. She loved how he smelt, cedarwood, pine, and some exotic scent she had never been able to place, it was just uniquely him.

"Happy anniversary," He said softly stroking her hair. "May we have many more," She replied leaning back to look up at him. he smiled his eyes closing as he leaned down, pressing his lips against hers in a soft kiss.

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[forest-hashira]

stopping by to ask for a bedtime story. pls tell me how you met the boys and and and i must know how the first date went <3

hi em!!! i'm so sorry this wasn't a bedtime story for you yesterday i was too intoxicated last night to be able to say this coherently...

ok so. i have an age gap going on with stsg, but i didn't know them beyond reputation for a long time (i attended kyoto jujutsu high, so they weren't my teachers dw). i didn't actually meet them until after i graduated. the higher ups, unsurprisingly, sent me on a mission i was not cut out for, so they stepped in and saved my ass. i was embarrassed as hell and kind of on my guard (hearing utahime-sensei bitch about gojo for years will do that), but they were both really nice. suguru made sure i wasn't too badly hurt after they'd taken care of the curses, but i did wind up kind of snapping at gojo for pushing me out of the fight completely (i said something along the lines of never being able to learn to defend myself if i never got to fight), and he just kinda... stared at me bc he didn't expect me to talk back to him. suguru apologized on his behalf, asked again if i was ok, and offered to escort me back to where i was staying (i didn't take him up on it).

cut to a couple weeks later. stsg were in kyoto for some meeting between the staff of both high schools, i was back on campus between missions (i just kinda..... never really moved out of my dorm after graduation, whoops) and ran into them again. before i could say literally anything to them (didn't get out any sort of greeting at all), satoru was blurting out a very awkward apology for how our first meeting had gone. i forgave him, and we exchanged small talk for a bit (i hated every second of it, small talk makes me Insane), and then they had to leave for another meeting, but before they walked away, satoru handed me a little piece of paper with their numbers on it, telling me if i ever needed anything just to reach out to them.

i put their numbers in my phone but didn't contact them for a few more weeks, until i was given another mission i had a feeling was more than i could handle. they agreed to come as backup, and promised not to interfere unless i really needed help. everything went fine in the end, but i appreciated them being there and keeping their word about not cutting me out of my own mission.

we texted back and forth occasionally after that, until one day they invited me out to a little cafe when i was in tokyo for a couple days. i didn't know until afterwards that they intended for it to be a date, i just assumed i was third wheeling, since their relationship was no secret to... pretty much anyone in the jujutsu world, and because i'm oblivious as hell so i didn't even know they were interested in me.

after that (failed) date, they decided to split up and each take me on a solo date. sugu went first, which toru wasn't happy about, but he spent a fair amount of the date talking toru up to me, which i thought was really sweet, but i was absolutely blown away when he told me that satoru had been pining after me basically from that first meeting.

anyways. my first date with suguru was to a secondhand bookstore, and then afterwards we had lunch in the park. it was fairly quiet, very low key, very nice; very him. my first date with satoru was to a roller rink. i have terrible balance so i spent the whole time clinging to him and wobbling around like a newborn baby deer, and he ate it up. when he finally had mercy on me we left the roller rink, he took me out for ice cream. it was a little chaotic, very high energy, very bubbly; very him. they both walked me home after our respective dates, and asked permission before kissing my cheek. it didn't take long after that for me to fall for them, hard.

wow ok that was..... a lot longer than i expected i'm sorry for talking your ear off em 😭

[winterandwords]

Word find tag (heat, hard, harsh, hurt)

@i-can-even-burn-salad tagged me to search my WIP for heat, hard, harsh, and hurt. Thank you, lovely!

These are from Spin Cylinder...

HEAT

I turn the ring on my left hand, matte black heat and pressure-treated diamond with an inlay of platinum. Yours is its equal and opposite, and you reach for it instinctively because you’re watching me. Because you're watching me.

HARD

Now your fingers tighten at my throat and you push me back against the wall hard enough that I’m dreaming of a concussion and you sink your teeth into my lip and hold me like you’re trying to drown us both. And maybe it’s destruction that binds us more than anything else.

HARSH SHARP

I’m kind of faded from the weed and low-key tripping from the shrooms I ate earlier. They’re quickly becoming my favourite food. You look at me too sharply and I brace myself for the question I know is coming. “How much have you had?”

HURT

Dazed enough to be incoherent even though he wasn’t badly hurt, he squinted into the beam of the flashlight you pointed at him. “Hey, are you OK?��� You sounded so genuinely concerned, so calm and honest and easy to trust.

Tagging @talesfromaurea, @talesofsorrowandofruin, @the-finch-address and @thegreatobsesso. If you'd like to do it, the words to search your WIP for are nothing, no-one (or no one), not, and near 💜

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"You like this hot sauce?" Seonghwa smiled, looking at the label of the sauce. "Me too." He walked to your small dinning table and placed down the hard bottle on its cold surface. 

"I made dinner, 'want some?" 

You stood there, staring at him. Now finally seeing his face in better lighting, you could say he's definitely a visual. Handsome. But you didn't let that fool you. Marshmallow stopped barking, now sitting up right with her overbite and her tongue sticking out of the side of her mouth. 

"Macaroni and cheese..." his back now facing you, walking into your kitchen, looking for something. 

You only stared at him-  no-  glared with wide eyes at his figure in your kitchen. You weren't only just confused, he did just used your last macaroni bag.

"Only one fork...?" He asked, turning to face you, holding up the utensil. Your heart skipped a beat when you both made eye contact. You watched his eyebrows rise, arms crossed, leaning back against the counter. Still staring at him with wide eyes filled with confusion. 

"I'm one person..." you stated with a straight face.

He hummed. "Hm... good point..." he corrected his posture, turning once more to grab your wooden fork and spoon in a small plastic wrap you received from all of the restaurants you've ate at. Walking towards you and closer to the dinning table, he gestured his hand to the opposite seat in front of him. 

"Sit." He demanded.

Blinking, stunned. This man probably saved your life (if you recall) in the parking garage nearly 5 months ago and disappeared like an ant in a hurricane. The police got no records of what happened the night you were hospitalized. The fact that you lived was all the police seemed to cared about. Finding whoever done it, went cold quickly. Now he's here in your apartment, making dinner. Macaroni and cheese. Do you know how long that takes to make?

Silence stood between you two, pointing to him with your arm still low, "How...how did you even get in here," you asked in a small voice, dodging anything he said before. 

"The front door, Jagiya."

That explains the sudden temperature change. 

You stared at him with big eyes, silence still lingering in the air. Till you squeezed your eyes and rubbed them in frustration and full befuddled. "Hey, listen..." you started again still rubbing your eyes almost as if you were still questioning if the man in front of you is real. 

"I'm... I'm not going to have dinner with you after-"

"After?"

"After you tired to kill me, then break into my apartment with the audacity to made yourself dinner with the- MY last bag of macaroni-"

His eyebrows furrowed, placing the fork into his hot cooked food. 

"Number one, last time I remember, I saved your life. Two, I did not break into your home- you live on the 30th floor and you have terrible placement for your back up key. And third.." he stopped, placing his hand on his hip. "I'm not here to hurt you... look!" He stands up straight. "I have no weapons on me..."

Your eyebrows raised and your still wide e/c wondered to his hip. His belt. His harnesses. Silence lingered in the air before Seonghwa followed your eyes. 

Two guns and a large dagger sat on the side of his hips as his shirt rises revealing a small part of his abdomen. 

He looks up to meet your wide confusion eyes. You turned your head slightly but your eyes are still on him, giving him a small side eye.

"Ok... I don't have any weapons in my hands at the moment..." your eyes scanned his hands. His long fingers having defending rings around each finger. 

"Ok... I get it but-"

"If you wanted to kill me you would've done it already...." You cut him off. 

"Yup."

You pointed to the door. 

"Because I walked through the door-"

"Exactly-"

"And you were behind me..."

"Right."

You sighed, letting your arm fall to your side. "O...kay..." was all you said as he sat down and poured the hot sauce you threw at him earlier into his food. "Do you like spicy food?"

"No."

"Huh..?"

"Yes."

"oh..?"

He stopped, putting down the bottle right when you joined him. 

You watched him. His face. HIS FACE. How can someone be so angelic, handsome, pretty but also menacing at the same time? But you kept a stable mindset. This man could kill you in a heartbeat. You can tell he killed people. Shot guns. In this day of age, with the witches, gods, and, aliens running around, he probably flown an aircraft. You sat there looking and scanning his face, his hands as he mixes his food. 'He's handsome. Definitely seduces people. Women and men-'

"So!" He snapped you out of your thoughts. 

"Do you wanna join?" He asked, taking a bite of his food. 'He doesn't even eat messy, Jeez. Is he a model or an assassin?'

"..." you continue to stare at him with big judging eyes. To be honesty, you felt like shit. Your clothes that were your size looked like they were twice your size. You needed to take your meds because you forgot earlier today but now your mind is focused on the threat in your home. You had small eye bags. But in a sense, it made your eyes look like a doll to him. 

Seonghwa seen those type of eyes. Tiredness. But they weren't just topical 'tired' eyes, they were eyes that were eyes of guilt. A runaway. They hold so much and sometimes on their breaking point. You were close to those types. 

"I know you can talk you know...?" He teased, putting down his utensil. 

"...." You opened then closed your mouth, avoiding eye contact and biting on your lip, making them go thin. You shook your thigh up and down unable to load the stress building up in your chest.

.

"..."

.

. "I just heard your voice." 

He tilted his head in hope of catching your gaze, which he did. "Your Korean is really good, how long do you study for?"

"..."

"..."

You both stared at eachother for a couple of seconds. Your eyes still slightly wide while the handsome male wore a small smug. Which you did yourself a favour and looked down to your lap. "...Nearly 6 years.."

"Ah.." he nodded. 

Silence lingered for a couple moments again. You bounced your leg up and down even more as an attempt to calm your heartbeat. Fidgeting with your rolling anxiety ring. 

Seonghwa on the other hand, couldn't enjoy his food. He could sense you're tensed, Stressed- uncomfortable. If he was gonna get a conversation going, he's going to have to gain your trust and to do that he'll have to make himself vulnerable. Sighing he stood up. 

The sound of your dinning chair flinched you to look back at him. You stared up at him with large worrisome eyes. Leaning back stiffly, shoulder up and gripping the seat. He's a threat and when you're vulnerable, you listen to the threat till you see an opening. But as time flies, you can see your opening is getting smaller and smaller- 

Three heavy thumbs caught your attention. Running your eyes back to the dinning table to see he had dropped his weapons in the middle of the table. Two large hand guns and that insanely large dagger. 

The guns were full pitch black. They look almost soft and less metallic. They looked to be specially made for him and him only because of the engraved signature on the handles. 

Now your opening was semi-wide, but you weren't taking any chances. Aliens, witches, sorcerers, mutants, you name it exists in this day & age- for all you know, this man- Seonghwa, could blast you with one of those 'pathic' powers.

"Do you trust me now?" The sudden change of tone in his voice gave you a sign that he was getting serious. It was deep and sharp, almost a slap to the face. 

You shrugged. "...you..." you pointed up for second before dropping your arm back onto your lap. "...you still got your rings..." you informed. Which, unexpectedly made him smile a bit before sitting back down. 

He must've thought to was some kind of joke cause he didn't try to take them. You mean, he's going to have to get closer to certainly use those.

"Let's talk, L/n."

After a deep conversation of mostly Seonghwa talking, you found out the people involved of your hospitalization were originally supposed to kill to fuel their enemies out of hiding or vice versa and you were wrongly linked to it. As to how? He didn't know. You only stare at him and listen to his words. Some information going into one ear and exiting out the other, you did forget to take your adhd medication. As to how you were chosen, was left to the General to explain. He knows, you know for a fact that he knows and is leaving you on a string and a dirty ass kitchen. 

"When the General visited you in the hospital a couple months ago, someone saw them exiting your room," your raised an eyebrow. "That person is a part of a group, a dangerous group, they'll do anything to get what they want and you're on their list." He said in a serious tone, the rest of his food getting cold. His gaze was cold. 

"Do they want to kill me?"

"Yeah... kinda... they believe you have information or work under our service... so you got another target on you, this one is a serious one," he spoke, leaning closer to you. So the other one wasn't?

"Are you here to kill me?" You asked more quietly. 

You watch his tongue make a bulge through the inside of his cheek. And sigh left his nose as he crossed his arm tightly around his chest. 

"If I was here to do that, I would be well on my way back home by now." He started. 

"But... I can, if you want?"

You furrowed your brows. 

"I'm sorry what?-"

"If you want."

"Kill me?"

"Yeah.."

You tilted your head up, eyes still on him.

"You're-" you started again.

A smile started to form in his lips as the silence held again. 

"You're weird..."

You heard him snort softly.

"Also, I'm here to tell you that your application expired..." he informed, turning his head to eye your tall shelf in a distance. 

You blinked. He just dismissed the fact you're targeted by a group that's enemies of his organization, and now suddenly your shelf looks more amusing. 

"No offence but... I never applied," you mumbled but he heard it. "That's..." Seonghwa pointed to you before standing up. "A fair point...but," your eyes followed his form walk into your living room to the shelves beside your small tv. One hand still in his pocket and the other reached over to your shelf full of souvenirs. 

Many photo displayed on the black painted shelves. Many of them were family and friends. Crystals and minerals from different places you've been. Family- your biological and adoptive parent(s). Friends- There was a photo of you smiling while holding a bow and posing for a photo beside- 

"Don't touch that.." You gasped, getting up from your chair and running around your couch, ripping it out of his grip and hiding it behind your back.

But he's quicker. Before you could step away from him, he grabbed your wrist, stopping you from walking away from him. "Give it," he demanded, his other hand gesturing for you to get it back to him.

"You-"

"I don't like to ask twice..."

You attempted to rip your wrist from his grip but he didn't even flinch. He was stiff. His hand continuing to gestured for the photo repeatedly. "The hell..?" You said in confusion. Something was not right. He's crazy strong. Like someone familiar. You stopped squirming and looked into his eyes, taking a step closer, your shoes nearly touching his. 

Your wide tired eyes looking into his as if you were trying to find something in them. You didn't want to believe it. There were a few people in the world with the ability. You only met two in your life, and now your wrist is in the hands of another one. You remember Sam and Bucky had some terrible with some individuals who held similar abilities. Which leaves you to question how many people does this organization recruite?

After a couple of seconds, your panicking dead down. "You're a..." you paused trying to find the right words "one of those people... a- I think a super-solider..?" For a second his eyes widen a bit before returning to its nearly half hooded look. 

"Looks like we underestimated eachother," he murmured under his breath before a small smug appeared on his lips again and releasing your wrist. Immediately you created some distance between you both and checked of on your wrist in case if you needed to take a trip to the emergency. You heard him sigh.

"I've gotta go..." Seonghwa said after checking his watch, walking past you. He held up his dress shirt before the knife and guns on the dinner table flew towards him with ease and securing itself in his harness in seconds.

"Thanks for the dinner, and..." 

"wha..." you pointed to the table, then back at him. "Huh.."

"Good talk, F/n..." 

"Wha... how do you...," you only eye him as he walked to your large window and effortlessly yanking it open. 

You could never open that window.

Seonghwa let the cold night air into the small apartment, stepping onto the windowsill, he turned to face you. "Your Uber is a nice guy, you're gonna like him." 

You blinked. "I'm sorry... Uber..?" He flashed you a smile, raising his hand and holding the photo in between his long fingers. "Trust no one from now on and... A photo and a autograph with Tony Stark... wow.." 

Looking down quickly you saw you only held the frame and the photo was no longer there. Turning it quickly to see the back clips barely hanging on.

"How did you-" looking back up to your window, your eyes only landed on the buildings in a distance and the window left opened wide. 

"Do that...?"

THREE DAYS LATER—————>

"Come on..." you squealed at Marshmallow whose tail was wagging nonstop. She barked in excitement when you pulled out the walk leash back in the apartment. 

You're walking in the park where a small festival took place. You thought about the words the male told you so you thought the best way to forget and avoid them is to place yourself in an environment where it would be hard for them to capture you. You wanted nothing but to enjoyed your home, locking yourself in your bedroom and distant yourself from the loud world but if it means to not get kidnapped and killed by another dangerous gang, so be it. 

It has been 3 days since Mr. Park made an appearance in your home. Your 'Uber' was nowhere to be seen. You didn't even say yes or no to the acceptance but you were definitely scared about the people that were after you. He brushed it off like it was nothing. Your guess is that he knows how far they are from knowing who you are. Knowing where you live or how you look like. You hope that's the case, cause now, you kinda want that 'Uber' would show up. You couldn't sleep since then- honestly- you haven't been sleeping well since the night of your accident. Living near streets where traffic is heavy, gives you flashes of what happened on that night. 

Therapy did something, yes. But it didn't help your PTSD. Cut yourself some slack, you had it since your parents were buried under pounds of rubble. After you left New York and moved to Korea, storms, rain, and thunder became less comforting and more terrifying.

Wait-

You noticed a familiar figure standing near the large body of water, watching the small boats sail by. Slowly approaching the figure you peeking beside him (with distance), wanted to see his face first.

"Are you stalking me?" You asked, walking up to the mysterious person but stood a couple meters away from him. He chuckled. 

You looked around, opening your mouth, "are all of you this weird..."

Seonghwa still faced to rivers direction. 

"Are you the one picking me up?"

You heard him sigh and rise to straighten himself up. 

"No," Seonghwa said, raising his body before turning to you while backing away slowly. "Be careful, F/n..." is all he said before turning around and walked away. "Wait-" you called but he continued to walk away from you without a second thought. 

You're nothing but a corpse as soon as they get their hands on you. Seonghwa didn't even know why he followed you from your apartment to the park. He knew that Nuclear would strike at any given moment, snatching you in seconds to spare. He couldn't let that happen. Not that he wanted it to happen, he could let it but the orders he's given would say otherwise. 

You could only watch him disappear behind the passing people like a phantom. Mysterious that one. You kinda find him weird though, hella handsome. First name bases? And he calls you jagiya. What's up with that? You not too sure if he means in a 'baby' way or a calling/gesture. Your thoughts ran as you walked the opposite way and mumbled words under your breath as if you were trying to solve a puzzle. It felt like you were. Attempting to put everything together. 

So they fucked up and linked to you instead some how or someone was targeting you in the agency and now that the general visited you in the hospital, someone saw her and now you have another target on you because they think you're apart of the same organization. So now they're trying to get their hands on you. So its a tug of war or first-comes first serve. Also you're a tool to hopefully aid them except one of them wants to protect you and the other wants to kill you. 

That's kinda bullshit. 

You stopped by a bush to let Marshmallow pee as you pointed to the air like you were piecing back together a puzzle. To other people, you looked drunk. 

Maybe if you turn yourself in, no one would have to get hurt. You didn't even get the choice to pick to go or not. You're so lost in your thoughts that you didn't immediately notice a stinging pain shoot through your neck. It took you a couple of seconds to process what had happened. You choked and reached up to feel a dart drilled into your bare neck. 

Quickly turning around to scan your surroundings, your eyes fell on a female in a distance with a tranquilizer. You watched her approach you just as you pulled out the dart from your warm neck. 

"We have a lot of questions for you..." a woman spoke, before placing her hand on your shoulder. You breathed heavily, trying to keep yourself up on your feet and whimpered as a response. Your body felt numb. Gripping your chest tightly feeling your lungs give, you fell on your rear and coughed aggressively. 

She smiled before pressing on her earpiece. "I have her-" her head flinched back, your eyes widen at the hole in the middle of her forehead. Blood squirted from the crimson hole and ran down her pale skin before her body went limp and fell backwards, her body landing in a dramatic thud and got trampled by the scared running people. 

You had your fair share of blood and gore, but the site of this made you want to scream. And you did. Your screams blending into the crowds panicking and Marshmallow barking started to become muffled.

"HE HAS A GUN!" Someone yelled right when the sudden crowd of people yelled and screamed away from the bright colours of the festival. Parents grabbing their children, people ran to their cars. 

There were a lot of people out today, it created a great distraction. No one would see you get kidnapped. 'They'll do anything to get what they want' you remembered Seonghwa's words the night you talked.

You panicked. Past you would've ran or seen the woman earlier but you froze and now staring with wide eyes at the dead lady who was just talking to you. If had your bow- the thing is, you don't. You don't have anything. You dropped everything nearly a year ago. Guns were nothing to you now you're scared of them more than ever. You're were a fighter and now you're nothing but a scared civilian.

The panic. The chaos. The screaming. It reminded you of the past you paid hundreds of dollars for therapy to forget about it, and even that wasn't enough. 

You body felt hot. Your arms anchoring your body upright began to give. You had no idea what was in the dart, probably something to knock you out as your eyes uncontrollably began to roll up before closing. 

Except your body didn't hit the ground. No, a warm arm slithered around your waist and tossing your arm around their shoulders. Rising to your feet, you found the mysterious person holding you was a tall male. Your ears were ringing so his words were nothing but a distant murmur. Running through the crowd and onto the road the male stopped behind a black Jaguar vehicle. He unhooked you arms, unlocking the vehicle. 

This how you-

"Can you hear me-" his voice suddenly reaching you as he grabs your face, his large hand caressing your heated cheeks. You muttered jiberesh before letting out a small chuckle. 

You suddenly felt... great? The rush of adrenaline leaving your body. Your head fuzzy. You felt drunk. Like you could run and jump into the park's fountain just to act silly. 

"Oh mom, you're so silly.." you snorted.

The male didn't say anything else before shoving you into the passenger side. Grabbing Marshmallow and threw her in the backseat of the car. Running to the other side and got into the drivers side. 

Your breath was heavy and immediately searched for your fanny pack to take out your inhaler. You squirmed uncomfortably in your set and muttered more jiberesh. "Who the hell are you... bring me back home..." you said. The world was spinning and your words were nothing but slurred. "I used to live in New York~"

"My!"

"My~" you repeated.

"Name!"

"Name~"

"Is!"

"Is~"

"Yunho!!"

"...."

"Yun~hoe~" you chuckled, throwing your head back and kicked your legs. Yunho reached over you and put on your seatbelt. "What a... gentle..man.." you commented before Yunho put the car on and put it on drive. "Hold on..." "you don't gonna worry about m- WAHH.." he stomped on the gas pedal, your back hitting your back seat aggressively. "Oww.." you mumbled. 

Then you heard it. Shots. Looking into the rear view mirror you found that there were three other vehicles driving just as fast as Yunho. The three other vehicles were large thick black SUV's following closely behind yours. The shots sounded like heavy rain but were muffled due to the car and glass being bulletproof. 

"That's not normal- Red light!" You yelled like a child, you have no control of what you're saying or thinking. He drove straight past it, other car from the other lanes stopping in the nick of time. 

"Oh my- Mr. Troubleeee~" 

"Are you drunk? Were you- oh- were you drugged...?" 

"I told you mom, I don't do drugs, I am drugs-" 

A bullet suddenly blew the wing mirror right off the black vehicle. Yunho was thankful Yeosang recommended him to take the bullet proof car instead of his own. He'll have to thank him. 

"Have you been in a car chase before?"  "It's my middle name~" you slurred. 

Yunho swerved the car and took a sharp right cutting one car off as it attempted to take the sudden turn but crashed and flipped onto the other road. Yunch looked out your side wing mirror to check. "One down, two to go.." his muttered. 

You turned your head after looking into the mirror to double check the flaming vehicle. "Do you just..." you trailed off. "That's illegal..." you paused. "You are my Uber riGht?" Your voice cracked as you asked him the question. "What do you think?" Yunho respond, swerving around other cars on the road to get past.

Your head was not with you. It left empty and hot, like it was on fire. "I think my head's gone!!" You yelled. You never drinked, smoked or used, so this feeling is completely new. "oh Marshmallow- MARSHMALLOW?! Oh no no no!" You waved your hands in the air as if the animal on your lap was nothing but a disease. Yunho spared you a glance. "What's wrong!?" "I kidnapped a doggg!" You whine as Marshmallow found her way to the front of the car. Her tail wagging aggressively. "She's not yours?!" He argued. "I'm a dog sitter!"

Yunho cursed. Not at your kidnapping of the dog but at the traffic the GPS is locating. "Theres been an accident on highway 37, it would add... 20 minutes to your travel." The GPS spoke.

"We'll have to take a detour..." he muttered to him before sharply turning the vehicle into a nearly empty park. The dirt flying everywhere and grass painting the fast moving wheels in a muddy colour. 

People panicked and dove out the way from the incoming vehicles. Yunho looked into his mirrors to see the two cars still hot on his tail, he pressed on the gas after driving around while beeping for the people's attention to move out the way and found an exit. The problem? There were automatic bollards that started to rise. Quickly, he pressed on the gas further just in time for the bollards to partly rise as the vehicles behind them crashed straight into them. 

"Oh hell yeah!" Yunho yelled in excitement. But it was short lived due to your sudden whining. "Celebrating dude? That's like... breaking the law..." "The law? Honey we are the law!" He yelled back in the same manner and smiled. 

"You know! I think me and you are gonna be best friends!" 

"I—I...I don't know about that one!" You griped the handle above you and the seat with the other before raising your legs up to support yourself as if he was gonna press on the breaks despite him going over 100/hr. 

Your stomach felt like something was moving in it. Clinching it you yelled "I think I'm gonna hurl!" Yunho eyebrows furrowed. "Not here! Oh god not-" suddenly the glass of the back window burst, making the glass fly everywhere. Yunho quickly glanced to the mirrors with wide eyes to see a motorcyclist. They wore full biker gear and their motorcycle pitch black. A male figure sat on the seat with a large black hand gun in his hand, it glowed a bright red colour- Yunho took that into note. 

"You know kids should stop throwing rocks..." you snapped Yunho back to reality with your comment. "Rocks? No rock can burst through a bullet proof glass!" Yunho turned the car to dodge another bullet from the unknown gun. 

"Or a normal bullet..." he murmured.

You both ducked to dodge the flying bullets making the car swerve uncontrollably. "If Wooyoung haven't taken out the only bullet proof car for a week, I would've gotten here sooner!" 

"Who's Wooyoung?"  Now driving on the speeded high way, Yunho took the exit to the airport. "Wait- airport? I thought you guys were Korean-based organizationnnn!?" "We are just-" he turn onto a dirt path off the main road, the long sharp branches hitting and scratching the black colour off of the vehicle. "There's no way to get there on wheels!" "GET WHERE!?" "TO OUR BASE L/N!" "Ahh!" You sudden yelled as Yunho drove straight through the a fence, dragging the metal fence under the cars wheels. 

"Pass me that box!" He requested. You clumsily pulled on the small yet heavy metal box he pointed to before handing him it. You watched his large veiny hand over power the small box as it suddenly transforms into a what looks like a sci-fi gun. It was similar to what the cyclist used to blast the back window. In a swift motion, Yunho grabbed and turned the wheel till it stopped and hit the break before rolling down the window as the wheels bounced and sparks igniting under the now ruined luxury car. 

Aiming to glowing weapon to the incoming cyclist. It happened slowly, you were on the verge of losing consciousness as Yunho fired his gun and in one shot, blew the cyclist and his motorcycle in bits.

Despite feeling like you were falling off a high cliff, you wore a terrifying expression while the male beside you smiled ear to ear. You held Marshmallow tightly as if she was gonna jump out the window. Yunho turned and laughed at your expression. You breathed heavily at the burning motorcycle and side eyed his now large gun-like weapon under his large veiny hand. 

"Why... Why are you laughing?" You suddenly ask at him. Your thoughts and questions couldn't stay in, you sweated buckets and your chest tightened every chance given. "Wha?" He wore a fake pouting face and leaned over to you, which made you leaned back away from him, holding Marshmallow closer to you which made her head cover your bottom half of your face. 

He stops and smiles, his fluffy black hair covering his eyebrows made his eyes look bigger as he stares deeply into yours. If you were in the right head right now, you would've hopped out already. 

'Handsome but an assassin and is extremely dangerous' is what you told yourself meeting Seonghwa back in your apartment. "Now looking at it, to think she wants you," flinching back a bit as he playfully pointed his gun towards you. 

You could feel the the hot muzzle approaching closer to your face. 

"You looked so strong in that parking lot..." you slightly dropped Marshmallow just for him to see your full face before he smiled, letting a snort escape his throat. 

"Definitely becoming best friends."

Wooyoung, Seonghwa, San, and Ji-woo stood on the loading dock of the large plane, waiting for the black Jaguar to turn the corner. "His radio is silent..." Seonghwa informed quietly, having to take his motorcycle to get to the plane before you just as the chaos started. 

"His coming." Jiwoo encouraged. 

"Or he could've failed and dead for no reason-" 

"Watch your words." San warned, cutting Wooyoung off. 

"What? he could've-"

"Coming in hot!" Jiwoo yelled as she watched Yunho aggressively turn the corner revealing the black banged up Jaguar. The dirt flying everywhere creating smoking. Yunho slowed down before gently pressing on the gas to enter the large air craft. You looked scared cause you are. But short lived upon seeing Seonghwa slowly approaching the vehicle just as Yunho stepped out. 

"See he made it!" Jiwoo started, punching Wooyoung in the shoulder. "Totally..." Wooyoung rolled his eyes. San ran to the front to inform the pilot they're ready to take off. Their conversation was muffled as you curled yourself into a ball around Marshmallow who seemed to enjoy your embrace.

You felt like crying. You're surrounded by dangerous strangers and on the verge of slipping into coma, yes you know Seonghwa but just enough for you to know he probably has little control of what's to happen next. 

"She was drugged.." 

"Shit." You watched a female walk up your side of the vehicle before opening the door wide. You scooted away from the door as far as possible just as Jiwoo handed you her hand gently. Eyeing it closely and thinking whether you should take it or not. 

"Its okay-" 

"Are you babying her?"

Yelled Wooyoung as he hopped onto the hood of the car before aggressively ripping the headliner off the damaged Jaguar. "Hello~" he greeted in a flirty tone. "Wooyoung..." a voice warned. Wooyoung rolled his eyes before throwing to large piece from the car onto the ground just as the plane began to shake and lift off the ground. 

The voice came from Seonghwa. "Ya Wooyoung!" Jiwoo warned as well. "What? I just wanted to see her," he informed still looking down at you. "She's shaking-" 

"She was drugged, dumbass," Jiwoo said before gently stepping into the car and grabbed the moving dog off your lap. "Wait.." you mumbled, gently stretching out your arms but Jiwoo already pulled away. "I'm not gonna hurt him..." she informed you before walking away. You could only watch her walk away with her as she was the only thing keeping you sane in this situation. 

"Her, it's a her..." you mumbled but it was more to yourself. You looked up at the strong male who couldn't stop and still is looking at you. 

Wait...

"You're... familiar..." you mumbled, getting up and standing up on the glass filled chair. Your legs shook at the drug still in your system, trying to keep yourself stable and straight; standing at the same level as him. "Wooyoung..." you repeated tauntingly, squinting your eyes as an attempt to recall memories. 

"My car..." you pointed to his nose before stepping up onto the part of the car he was on. He almost wanted you to touch it, giving him a reason to push you off. 

"Wooyoung..." Seonghwa warned again. 

"We need to get her on a bed, no?" Yunho panicked. 

You stumbled back and forth, your chest nearly touching his. 

"You-" you clumsily slipped off the car but somehow was able to land on your feet. Wooyoung gave no effort to catch you. Jiwoo swear under her breath, having already pulling away Marshmallow in a cage and ran back. 

Her hand was out in front of her, inches away from you as if she was getting ready for you to fall. But you didn't. You wobbled on your feet and walked away for the male standing on the damage car, as if you completely forgotten he was there. 

"Ya!"

"Hold her!"

"What's going on!" San yelled coming back from informing the pilot. San looked at you and immediately his memory flashed in his eyes. How he got beaten by a simple civilian. How he trained for years and got his ass kicked by a simple civilian. How he wanted nothing more but to kill that simple civilian. Now you're standing, wobbling in front of him. 

He eyed you before turning to Yunho. "She good?"

"Drugged." Yunho informed which made San nod. "And you..." you pointed to him the same way you did to Wooyoung. "I remember you..." you stomped closer to him, your pointed finger closing in to his nose. "You're..." San watched your arm suddenly drop and your eyes close but was able to keep your balance and the fact that the plane is now in the air, wasn't helping either.

There was silence. All of them watching you, watching what you're gonna do next. Only you didn't do anything. You just stood there on the ball of your feet and roll your head as if you were trying to keep yourself awake. 

"This is not working..." Jiwoo said through the silence. "Agree! Let's throw her over."

"We can't do that." This time Seonghwa's warning was cold and even more serious. "What...?" He said, casually stepping down from the car towards the black hair male. 

"You're gonna save your girlfriend?" Seonghwa stared at him, his jaw slightly clinching.

"Orders are orders... she's here, so don't fuck it up because she was able to beat your ass."

Yunho snorted and spared Wooyoung a glance then back to Seonghwa. But are the realization set in, the tall male's jaw dropped for a second while making eye contact with Jiwoo before closing it immediately. 

Yunho mouthed something to Jiwoo and she immediately shrugged.

"Stay awake..." you whispered. You're trying, really. Felling unconscious here would be a bad idea. You completely unconscious and in the arms of a stranger who probably wants to kill you. You could feel it. You're sure the only thing stopping them from shooting you right now is the fact they're following orders. 

You rolled your head a couple more times before finally stopping and opened your eyes. Your e/c eyes meet a dark brown pair standing a couple meters away from you. Seonghwa pricing eyes glared past Wooyoung.

Your lips twitched. Now finally realizing that the people in front of you tried to kill you mouths ago. They're standing right in front of you, fighting the urge to strangle you right now, your saviour and them working together and is now — in a sense, kidnapping you. 

"...Man.."

Where did you go wrong? You should've stayed in New York with the hero spider boy of Queens to save your ass knowing if this is how your life would've ended up. 

"...That's some bullshit...." You spoke in English before the balance in your feet gave in.

NOTES

❌ Seonghwa opened the window because he started cooking, that's why the apartment was cold when you arrived ❌ • Yunho wants to become besties ❌ • Wooyoung wants you to throw you out the window. Boy doesn't really like you ❌ • San got mixed feelings ❌ • Jiwoo is happy to have another female near her ❌ • Seonghwa is ordered to take care of F/n till he's told not too. B̶u̶t̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶r̶e̶'̶s̶ ̶s̶o̶m̶e̶t̶h̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶e̶l̶s̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶t̶'̶s̶ ̶t̶e̶l̶l̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶h̶i̶m̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶d̶o̶ ̶i̶t̶,̶ ̶o̶r̶d̶e̶r̶s̶ ̶o̶r̶ ̶n̶o̶t̶.̶

Q: for future chapters, should you guys like short filtered chapters? That way I can upload chapters faster cuz I have a lot of drafts I could repair n use <3 ..........................

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NOT THE UNO REVERSE CARD (I say as if I'm not happy to be asked this question)

Anyways... Answers with tiny scenarios will be under the cut bc I don't want this to be too long and fill the tl lol

Daiggie: Daisy asked because she was feeling silly that day........ Ruggie definitely did it bc he's always doing stuff for Daisy but don't think he'll not eat it either😔

"Hey, love."

"Hm?"

"Could you peel this orange for me?" Daisy asked as she gave him the orange, meanwhile the hyena just stared at it and at his girlfriend in confusion. She chuckled. "I just felt like eating it but... I don't like peeling it."

Oh. Ohhhhh. She was testing him. He knew her all too well to know she never minded peeling fruits or getting her hands dirty, plus Daisy was just a bad lier.

Still, he complied. Not like it would be the first time he did this sort of stuff for his girlfriend... But nothing comes without a price of course.

As he finished peeling it, he ate half of the orange, giving Daisy the uneaten part. She puffed her cheeks and Ruggie chuckled.

"Nevermind..."

"Aw, come on, flower. Eat it up!"

Persia: lol bold of you to assume Idia can peel an orange. Maybe he could but he doesn't like to, remember the Harveston event where Epel had to peel his apple for him?💀

"...what."

"I asked if you could peel it for me."

"I mean... I guess...? But I don't really like peeling fruits..." Idia grabbed the orange in confusion, wondering where he should even start. Should he even do it anyways? "Aren't you like vegan? You're used to this sort of stuff, why can't you just peel-"

"If you're not gonna peel it it's fine. I just wanted to know." Perse sighed, looking aside with a pout.

What has he done wrong??????

Wait. Was this a test? Suddenly he felt the need to prove to her he could do it... So he tried, but he made a very sloppy job, his hands all dirty and even his jacket got dirty with orange juice. Perse just laughed in the corner as he panicked.

"Wow, thank you. You're my knight in shining armor."

"oh shut it..."

Pirate treasure (SOMEONE SAID THIS AS A JOKE SHIP NAME FOR KALIM AND JEANNE BUT NOW I CAN'T GET THIS OFF MY HEAD LIKE IT'S LOW-KEY CUTE): Listen... Kalim is doing his absolute best, ok??? He's trying and he doesn't want Jamil to do this for him this time he wants to prove he can do it by himself!!!111 but Jeanne ends up peeling and orange for him 😔

"My treasure." Kalim immediately smiled at the nickname, looking at his girlfriend with a curious look in his eyes as she handed him an orange. "Could you peel this for me?

This was one of the few times Jeanne asked him to do something... So he would do his best to get it done!! He tried getting the orange peeled, but after the first few tried his hands were already hurting and he had failed to take even a quarter of the peel off... He wanted to do it for her all by himself, but it was clear he was struggling.

He heard the beautiful sound of Jeanne laughing, as she took the orange from him. "Ok, nevermind you peeling it for me. Look closely, I'll teach you how it's done."

Well... He guessed it wasn't so bad, at least he could learn for next time.

Leobelle: Leona? Peeling an orange? No he's got servants for a reason. In fact he got Ruggie for a reason so he's very confused as to why Isa doesn't let him call Ruggie. Why does she want him to do it?

"Leo, can you peel this for me?" Isabelle sat on her bed where the lion beastmen was currently laying down. He looked at the orange in confusion, looking at her right after.

"Can't you ask Adeline or anyone of your dorm members to do it?"

Isabelle sighed in annoyance. "No, I want you to do it. Can you?"

"Why?"

This time, Isabelle simply gave up, peeling the orange herself and eating it with a pout. She ignored Leona's presence for the rest of the day and he was extremely confused. Why was she being like this all of a sudden?

When he returned to NRC and Ruggie told him about how Daisy wanted to test him with an orange, Leona finally understood. Next day, when Leona visited Isa again, he peeled her an orange without her even asking, and put it in her mouth.

Isa was very confused but also very pleased, as she chewed on the orange happily.

Ok I'm feeling sick today so to distract me I might come to your inbox sometimes (I know u must have classes tho so like take ur time to answer these lmao)

What happens when your ocs try the orange peel theory on their partners👁️👁️

Viuna: Vil was so confused? Like... Why? After all, Yuuna don't like oranges 😭 But, he does it anyway.

"Vil-"

Immediately he embraced her figure endearing. They haven't seen each other all day, is most natural for him to do so. Whoever he feels her not doing the same so breaks the hug by pushing Yuuna by her shoulder to see what is in her hands. An simple orange...

"I thought you didn't liked it." Says Vil confusedly.

"Well, you know, I wanted to try it. Since the last time I did I was a kid." She sheepishly smile at him. "But, uhm... Could you peel it for me?"

"You don't know how to do it?" Vil asks and Yuuna shakes her head. He hums. "Well, alright. But, I will teach you how to do it. Follow me, darling." He takes her hand leading her to the kitchen.

Floyce: "Huh??? Why? Can't do it, pea puffer?" She wants to slap him. Of course Grace can do it, but she wants to test him... BUT HE IS SO UNROMANTIC AND SO UNAWARE OF THE THEORY.

"Floyd?"

Grace held the orange and a small bowl. She was unsure of how to make her boyfriend... Her dumbass boyfriend to get the right answer.

"Pea puffer!" He almost jumps on her before noticing the small bowl and the orange in the beastwoman's hands. "Huh? What is it?"

"An orange, I thought you were smarter than-" He puts a finger place in her mouth.

"Why is that here?" He corrects his question, smirking when noticing her cheeks warming up and tail swaying behind herself.

"I- Could you peel it for me?" Asks Grace.

"Why? Can't do it yourself, hm?" He teases her with an raised eyebrow and smug expression.

"Can you or can you not?" She bitterly asks again. "Please." Grace adds at the end.

"Meh. No." He turns away, laying back on her bed.

"Right." She says looking away, I mean, she could at least expect him to be annoying and not understanding that thing anyway.

But then, again, something grabs the bowl and orange.

"Okay." He starts to peel it off in the floor with the bowl between his legs. She hides, but the smile on her face is actually endearing.

Maizul: The first one to ask and who knews about it was the partner, not her. But yeah, Maizie just wanted to eat the orange, meanwhile Azul does it immediatly like "OH OKAY TIME TO PROVE MYSELF TO HER-" nah, she is just hungry and lazy

"Azul, are you busy?" Yes, in fact he is. But is Maizie who asked it so, whatever. She pulls out from her pocket an orange placing in his desk. "Can you peel it for me, pretty please?"

Damnit! Azul never thought she would use metaphors to ask him if he actually loves her. Okay, just peel it for her and everything will be fine.

"Sure, pearl!"

He almost throws himself on the desk to take the orange and peel it for her. He runs to the first place he can find something to cut it, annd done! Maizie takes the orange with a small kiss in his cheek thanking him.

Nailed it, Azul! Pity that she was just hungry...

Malline: Surprisingly who tested the theory, was Malleus not Adeline. The girl, whatsoever was confused- I mean, why tf the heir of briar village is asking her, to peel an orange-? But, who is she to deny it?

"Adeline?" Back to Rosantée, Adeline washes the dishes, unaware that her boyfriend decided to pay her a visit that day. "Good evening, dear." He hugs her from behind gently, making her almost drop the plate.

"Sevens!" She gasps being able to catch it. "Mal! You scared me." She places the last dish back into the sink to wash it.

"My apologies. Just wondering if you could do me an favor?" Malleus asks as Adeline puts turns the water off.

"Sure, what is it?" He pulls out the orange. "I don't get it."

"Can you peel it for me?"

Silence.

"Can't you do it yourself?"

"I can, but, I don't know. I wanted to see how you peel it."

Silence again.

"Uhmm...?" Adeline cleans her hands, putting her hair down. "I mean, okay." She takes the orange from his hand peeling for him...

Yes, Adeline knows about it. She just don't want him to know that she knows the theory. And I mean, it's Adeline.

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What about yours characters?

[tired-biscuit]

Warnings: 18+ mdni. established relationship. fem!reader. aged up kat. anal.

a/n: i finally gave in and wrote this filth, ok. it's been on my mind for a while, please forgive me lol.

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THE moan Katsuki lets out is guttural.

He’s sweating like crazy on top of the navy blue sheets as he pants, the lust-driven look in his eyes purely male. Releasing a small sigh, the freshly-turned twenty-six-year-old smirks at the feverish warmth to surround him by the time his heavy cock sinks fully inside you.

Being balls deep inside your tight ass is pure bliss. All lubed up and twitching in delight to really relish the lewd birthday gift you give him every 365 days, and which he's so very impatient to receive, Katsuki doesn't mind at all that he's one year closer to thirty as he chuckles and shoves himself even deeper carefully.

The short "Hah... Fuck yeah, baby." is purely derisive by the time his entire length experiences the pleasant tightness of the tiny hole you don't allow him to fuck all that often. You're all stretched out as you accept him. He's so lucky.

You squeak when he pushes further inside you slowly; sweat-coated body trembling in the firm reverse cowgirl position he holds you in. Your legs are squeezed together and bent at the knees. He's pushing them further against your chest with the help of his rough hands resting on the back of your thighs, just so that he can actually impale you on his fucking cock. You feel like you're going to explode from how badly he wants in, in, in.

He's relentless.

"Ki," you whisper, brow furrowing at the pang of hot ache to sear through you when he angles himself better and pushes even further. "Easy, baby. I-I know you're excited, but... We gotta take it sl-... Oh, my fucking god, s-slow...! Go slow, baby. Please."

"Mhmmm, goin' slow and easy, pretty... Anythin' y'want," he replies dazedly. His words have nearly become an incoherent slur and twist of tongue from how good you're making him feel, but all the bitter liquor he's drank at the small get-together you've surprised him with - and which he pretended he hated - might be one to blame as well.

After all, the vanilla cake you got him for his 26th birthday was sickeningly cute on purpose; entirely covered in rich buttercream icing and drizzled with colourful sprinkles, which he swears gave him a headache whenever he looked at them for too long.

You've even went as far as to make him blow out the candles that had been propped up in the middle of the giant scribble of icing, spelling out a dramatic: ‘Happy birthday, Katsuki!’ in bright red colouring.

All of it is clearly a symbol of your loving, albeit taunting relationship - he knows it is. You buy the stupid cake for him just to be a menace every year, but he still ate every last bite of the giant piece you handed him at his super secret surprise party - the one that isn't even that much of a surprise, after the third annual time it's happened - even though the bridge of his nose wrinkled in annoyance during the entirety of him chewing the silly thing.

The presents he received from his friends were okay. The texts that kept making his cell phone beep were annoying. The long phone call he had to endure from his mother and father so that they could congratulate their son on turning one year older in his outrageously busy life was outright pesky. Truth be told, Katsuki felt low-key thankful by the time his birthday at long last came to an end and he was able to drop his tired body into bed.

But he feels good now - getting to do anal with you. So good, in fact, that he'd even consider enduring all of the birthday antics you tend to pull on him as some twisted form of a sick joke. Actually, he'd let you watch him suffer in his little party hat, and would let you take photos of him blowing out the shitty candles, if it meant that he would be spoiled rotten like this at least once every few days, every week, every month, every year; not just on April goddamn 20th.

He's just that greedy. That horny for that tight peach of yours.

"Ah, fuck... Ki!" You whine now; this desperate, prolonged sort of sob that yanks him right out of his thoughts as you say, "You feel s'big inside me... So, so big."

"It's 'cause you feel so damn good, babe," he compliments in reply, the tone of his voice so utterly strained. "You've got me s'hard that it makes my fuckin' dick hurt." It's true. He's ready to bust a nut so embarrassingly quick from how good it feels. It's a lucky thing that he's as stubborn as he is to resist it.

There's a wildfire in your eyes that he knows is there, despite that he can't see it when you grit out, "Well, your dick hurts me!" It hurts me so good.

"Yeah?" he says, unable to wipe the crooked, lazy grin from his face now. His hands grab a better hold of your thighs, calloused fingers digging deep into the plush flesh so that he can keep you still when you start to squirm. "Well, it ain't my fault you've got such a fuckable ass, huh? I wish I could see how pretty you look like this... With my dick up that tight hole of yours."

You're about to bite back a snarky remark, though nothing comes out except for a slutty moan the moment his thick fingers find your clit. A waterfall of filthy curses he rarely hears you voice leaves your pouty lips and sticks to ceiling of your shared bedroom at the divine friction he gives you now. It seems that he isn't the only one that gets to be spoiled this year.

He starts to rub lazy circles on the cute, sensitive button - all languid and precise, until the hole that's empty of him starts to flutter in response, and you begin to beg him to start pounding into you so that you can be filled up to the brim with his warm seed as soon as possible. The anticipation makes your legs literally shake. You're barely able to keep it together - and this fast, too.

Katsuki listens to your high-pitched pleas that grow both in fervour and necessity as more and more time passes. He's mindful as his hips begin to rut into you, keenly listening to the lewd squelching noises the lube produces with that heavy pat, pat, pat, and your heavy breathing when he gets an even better angle and strikes home. The clench you give him in response is so potent that he's about ready to lose his fucking mind.

The entire room smells like caramel from how much he's sweating. Salt is literally dribbling down both of his temples, but he still keeps going. He just can't stop. Not when you're about to cum from having his big, fat cock inside your ass.

"Gonna-... Gonna cum soon! Fuck, fuck, fuck - I-I'm so close, Kat."

"Yeah? I gotcha, baby... I gotcha. Imma take care of you. Gonna make you cum, promise."

Your curves jiggle against his abdomen as you take his dick like a fucking champ and keep on bouncing; nearly squealing in a pitch so high it makes his ears hurt when he pinches your puffy clit and turns you so overstimulated that you're nearly ready to squirt and gush all over him. As you squeeze your eyes shut and tip over the edge only minutes later, plunging into an orgasm of a different kind, that you only dare to experience once a year as a treat for your brute of a boyfriend.

He follows not a moment after you've floated up into the heavens and turned brain-dead. Everything feels fuzzy inside your mind as he fills you up with his cum and lets out another broken moan and a grunt of an especially nasty curse, but the warm ropes of white are pleasant as they coat your walls. You can tell he's been barely withholding his own climax; the entirety of his body feels so stiff and hot underneath you. Even his jaw is clenched so tightly that it clicks when he snaps it shut. It's just a different kind of experience, after all. Everything is more intense, hence why his eyes are rolling back and his head is sent tipping into the mattress.

"Maybe-... Fuck, oh my..." You suck in a sharp breath to recollect your buzzing thoughts as the words fade away into silence and you stick to his heaving chest until you're practically glued together. He's cummed so much that his cum leaks out of you even if he's still inside you, dick slowly going soft and tender. The milky release is drooling right down to his balls by the time you finally manage to finish your sentence, "Maybe we should take a picture next year, mm? Since you wanna see me so bad."

"I'd like that," he whispers quietly, pulling you closer and kissing your naked shoulder gently. "I'd like that a whole fuckin' lot, baby."

It's true. Katsuki may not like being the birthday boy and the attention it brings, but it’s different when he gets to spend it with you. The presents you give him on his birthday are always the best, after all.

To say that he can barely wait for the one he'll get for his 27th would be an understatement.

[kaylinlmao]

Fight *Edited*

Warnings: swearing, violence, r is 17, boys are 18

Summary: The new kid doesn't know any better and challenges the toughest crew in school, so they come to teach her a lesson in front of everyone. What they didn't expect was the new kid can fight.

"Hi. I'm Y/N L/N." I said quietly. I've gone to a new school every year of middle school and the first three in high school. Now that I'm in my last year of high school and 18 years old, I should be used to getting up and introducing myself right? Wrong. I still get anxiety talking in front of friends but a full classroom of teenage assholes? No way.

"Nice to meet you, Y/N. Have a seat back there by those boys" Mr. Rogers, the English teacher said. I weaved through the desks swiftly with my eyes glued to the floor. I sat down, took out a notebook and pen and started doodling. I was drawing a pretty flower when I heard snickering behind me. Those boys who Mr. Rogers told me to sit by were staring at me and laughing. The one with short black hair was talking to the boy with dirty blondish hair. One with short curly hair was laughing with a guy with long black hair. Then there was a guy right behind me with long curly blonde hair. He was boring holes in the back of my head. Lastly, the boy sitting across from me. He had ginger hair and was chuckling at a joke one of his friends made.

DING DING DING. The bell rang, signaling lunchtime. I got up and walked outside. I found a nice tree, sat underneath it, got my lunch out, ate, and just people watched. There was a group of girls giggling at a table not far from me. Then one girl caught my eye and came over to sit beside me.

"Hello. I'm Donna! What's your name?" "Y/N" She was really sweet and we talked for a while during lunch. While we were talking, the group of boys walked out the lunch room doors and everyone scurried to get away from them like they had some sort of virus of something. "Who are those boys?" I asked Donna. "Oh. Um, they're bad news. You should stay away from them." She said, quietly. "I will if you tell me who they are and why everyone avoids them like they have the plague"

"Ok. Well, you see the one with the short black hair?" I nodded. "So, that's Bruce Yamada. He plays baseball and is like a serious ladies man. He'll pretend to be your friend then totally stab you in the back. The one with the dirty blond hair. Not the one with curly hair, the one with the Letterman jacket. That's Billy Showalter. He's the local paperboy. He's kinda mean. They're all really mean which is why I said you should stay away from them." I nodded my head and waved my hand impatiently.

"And?" "And then there's the guy with short curly hair. That's Finney Blake. He's more low-key mean then the other guys. Like he'll degrade the shit out of you while his friends beat your ass. Then the little short one with ginger hair. That's Griffin Stagg. He's more of the stalker. He'll be the one to figure out where you live and what your schedule is so they can jump you without getting caught. The there's those two boys right there in the corner." "The one with the long curly hair and long black hair?" I asked. "Yes" she confirmed. "They are Vance Hopper and Robin Arellano. They're the fighters. They're the ones who fight most of the fights."

"So why does everyone avoid them? They don't look very scary. They also seem like an unexpected group of friends." I said. Donna gave me the side eye. "Well, something happened three years ago and nobody's really over it" Now we're getting somewhere. "There was this guy. His name was Albert Shaw but he was nicknamed the Grabber. He would snatch up boys from off the streets and kidnap them. What he didn't think through was he kidnapped too many boys at once." "Who did he kidnap?" " Bruce Yamada, Vance Hopper, Billy Showalter, Griffin Stagg, Robin Arellano, and Finney Blake." I nodded my head and snapped my fingers. "So that's why they're all friends. To bond over the trauma" We looked at each other a moment and laughed.

"In all honesty though, they look like a bunch of douches." What I didn't know was that their stupid group was walking behind us and heard the last part of the conversation. Then they went back there and started making a plan to jump me after school and teach me a lesson in front of everybody.

DING DING DING. The bell rang for last period. "What class do you have next?" Donna asked. I looked at my schedule and groaned. "Math." "Oh me too! We can go together then!" "Ok" We walked in and sat down together. I just doodled on my arm and wasn't really listening until I felt something hit the back of my head. It was a note from the boy behind me.

"Just warning you. The dead kids group plan to jump you after school and beat your ass in front of everyone to teach you a lesson. -Wyatt"

"For reals? Why? That's ok though. I can fight. -Y/N"

"All six of them? Because they heard you calling them all douches -Wyatt"

"I'll be fine. Thanks for the warning. Wyatt. -Y/N"

I was in the middle of an internal battle for the rest of math class. Anxiety and confidence were fighting. For a second I was like "yo, I got this." Then anxiety kicks in and now I'm thinking "in front of an audience? I've never fought in front of people before!" I was about to have a panic attack when I remembered something my dad said. "When you're fighting, remember to focus on your opponents fighting style. They use their fists often, go for the legs." I was so zoned out remembering all of my dads fighting tips I didn't even notice that the bell rang and everyone was filing out of the classroom.

"Y/N? Are you ok?" Donna asked sweetly. "Yeah I'm fine. Just tired." "Ok. Lets go then." We walked out together to the crowded parking lot. As I rounded the corner I saw the boys waiting for me. I decided just to try and walk around them just to test them. I swerved around but one of them caught me by my wrist. Robin. "Yes? How can I help you douches?" By then a large crowd was coming over to see the fight. For some odd reason all of them looked at me with pity. "What'd you say?" Robin said dangerously slow. "How. Can. I. Help. You. Douches? Did your dumb little brains get it that time?" Now, I may have been cool and calm on the outside but I was fucking terrified on the inside. Why the fuck was I making them even madder? Omg. I was gonna die. I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die.

They all looked at me livid and red with anger. I was just waiting for someone to swing first. Finally, Vance did. He swung but he put too much emotion into it. Emotion is weakness. I dodged it easily, grabbed his arm and pulled it behind his back. Then I wiped his legs out from under him so he hit his head on the concrete, blacking out. I then felt someone grab my hair and pull me up. I looked up to see Finney with his hand in my hair. I whimpered quietly but he heard it. So now he thinks I'm submitting and giving up. Wrong. And now I just move a little bit to the side over here, bring the heel of my foot up and kicked him with my heel right where the sun don't shine. He doubled over, falling to his knees and letting go of my hair.

2 down 4 to go. Billy and Bruce both started swinging. Now, if I'm being honest, they got a few really good punches in. But I noticed that Billy was fighting leaning on his toes. So if I just slide under his legs and pull then he falls over. Now Billy's down too. I also saw that Bruce wasn't completely focused on me. He was more focused on the crowd surrounding us. So I ran and tackled him. He fell straight down and hit his head. Robin now. He was gonna be a tough one. He's a damn good fighter. I swung first just to test my theory. He dodged and punched back. Yup! My theory was right. He pulls his punches. They last too long and go further then necessary.

When he punched my eye, I won't lie. I almost blacked out. But I had enough in me to pull his arm and flip him across. He landed on top of Vance who was just coming around. They were all on the ground except for Griffin. I walked over to him and socked him straight in the chin. He walked backwards and tripped over Bruce's leg. Done. It was absolutely silent. As I was waking away, I heard someone say "how did she beat all six of them?"

I walked over to the boys helping each other up, furious. I pointed at Robin. "You pull your punches. It gives more time to grab it and get you back before you can punch again." I pointed at Billy. "You fight on your toes which gives you terrible balance. Fight on the balls of your feet, not your toes." I point at Bruce. "You kept focusing on the crowd, not your opponent. It gave me a chance to take you by surprise." I point at Griffin. "You rely too much on your friends. You can only rely and trust yourself." I point at Finney. "You need more confidence. Be confident in your abilities." I point at Vance. "Lastly, you. You fight with too much anger and emotion. Emotion is weakness." I walked away quickly to my car and hopped in. My parents were at work and so was my sister. When I got home, I went to the bathroom to see how bad it was. I looked and saw I just had a black eye and a bloody nose. And scratches and bruises all around but. I cleaned it and sat down to read, not knowing that at the moment, 6 boys were developing an unhealthy obsession with me.

So. This is my first imagine. It was kinda long and it sucked. But I tried. All parts up to 9 are posted! Love y'all! :) -Kaylin