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nogenderbee · 1 year

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Hii! Can I request something? If you aren’t to busy of course

Can I request the pjsk boys with a fem reader who has Hyperhidrosis?

If you don’t know what it is, I’ll explain

It’s a condition that basically causes excessive sweating on their hands (there’s actually two more shshsjs) and uhm I have this condition so I was hoping I could request this 😔😔

You could probably research this on google I’m really sure how to explain this

Anyways my first time requesting <33 got nervous while typing this out 🥲

Of course! And thank you so much for explanation because yeah, I unfortunately didn't knew what it is so it saved be a lot of research! And don't worry as I've never laughed from anyones request so there's no need to be nervous ^^ I'm still not sure if I got that right but I hope you enjoy <;3 Also it turned out kinda short so I'm really sorry about it!! I just didn't wanted to force headcanons 😭

Akito, Toya, Tsukasa, Rui with Hyperhidrosis!reader

TagList: @vodka-glrl @yulikesminori @kuzui5201314 @miya-akane @alicewinterway18 @indi-has-fallen @bleachtheidiot

⊱ so Akito can be teasy towards you and make jokes but that's something he would never joke from

⊱ no matter if you're friends or lovers, he'll still try to help you however he can

⊱ but if you are lovers, he definitely panics a bit more...

⊱ he doesn't have a single idea on how he can help you with it so he'll straight up ask you about it and how he can help you

⊱ when he discovers that it also may cause you difficulty in every day activity, he will make sure to be at your side whenever he possibly can

⊱ if you have medicine, you can be sure he'll always carry some extra with him just in case

⊱ and someone just DARE to make fun of you and he swears that he won't be afraid to pick up a fight in your honor

⊱ also, he'll do random check ups on you during the day but will still act like he doesn't care that much

"Hey you good there? Any troubles? I'm just asking... to start a chat! Yeah, that's it!"

⊱ now Toya is very respectful so even if he notices your condition, he will not say a word or make it known that he knows about it

⊱ but if you decide to tell him, he won't be afraid to ask for any ways to help you

⊱ instead of doing research himself, he'll first ask you any questions he may have himself and only do research if you won't feel comfortable aswering something or if he just decides to learn a bit more

⊱ just like others, he carries medication for you

⊱ he won't do anything without you permission so if he sees you struggling with something, he'll first ask if he can help you

⊱ no matter of your answer, he'll give you a small kiss on your forehead or on back of your hand assuring you that it's alright

"Don't worry love. Believe me when I say I have no problems with doing this for you."

⊱ and if you have bullies, he may just let his quiet nature escape but he'll still try to be polite

⊱ but as we know, being polite doesn't always work on bullies so he has two choices there... either he'll get Akito to help him out, or he'll deop being polite for few minutes and deal with it using more... harsh words

⊱ it doesn't matter how close you guys are, Tsukasa will be absolutely WORRIED

⊱ and it only doubles when you're lovers!

⊱ at first he acts as if it's some deadly sickness and he literally asks you thousands questions at once not letting you even answer first one

⊱ but once he finally calms down and you explain it all to him, he's still worried but he now knows that you're not in as bad state as he thought... now he's just kinda embarrassed...

⊱ but he'll carry a lot of medicine for you even the ones you don't really need

⊱ whenver you meet and you're carrying something, he'll insist on carrying it for you, so basically every day, he carries your bag and there's no convincing him to not do that

"No Y/N! This star will carry your bag no matter what! Please just tell me how you're feeling today, my star?"

⊱ and when someone literally insults you extra badly for your condition then Tsukasa you never saw appears and you swear you never saw him so mad or heard insults like that go out of his mouth

⊱ Rui is quite familiar with bullying so when he notices that it's a gentle subject for you, he'll be sure to carefully choose his words

⊱ he doesn't mention it at all but he did made a lot of research to know what's happening with you and untill you tell him, he'll do his best to help you out however he can without you knowing the real reason for it

"Do I need a reason to help my partner~? I'm just being good boyfriend is all!"

⊱ if he gets his hands on medication that helps you, you can be sure that he'll always carry it around

⊱ probably also makes a bot for you that'll automatically bring you anything you may need and help you with daily activities

⊱ now if you happen to get some nasty comments because of your condition... he'll NOT sit around and listen

⊱ it may come hard to him but he will do his very best to protect your honor and get those bullies away from your live

⊱ and of course, there's always comfort after, so if you feel insecure because of your condition or if you're just going through what someone else told you, he'll be there giving you comfort words and hugging you untill you feel at least a bit better

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ressonancee · 1 year

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please someone write a fuckboi han jisung that say lets end things weekly but when the person aswers w ok lets bc they are totally feed up w his antics he goes haywire 🫶

#yep my mind is so vast and so full w idea but i aint writing that <3 #someones who have the mental juice pls!!!! raise a hand!!!!

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24hlevi · 3 years

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can i just say that i've just finished reading that angst headcanons/imagines/scenarios or whatever it's supposed to be called about the boys reacting to y/n dying and i'm just...i'm just a sobbing mess.

it's well-written so 1000/10 for that, but whY MUST YOU ATTACK MY HEART IN THIS MANNER???? i love your work, but my poor heart ack-

btw is there any possibility to ask for a request for a same scenario but for kazutora, mitsuya, and hanma? like for kazutora's part, imagine if it wasn't yknow who died but its y/n 🥲

omg you’re so nice first of all thank you 😭 and OMG YES

TR Boys Reaction To You Dying Pt. 2

Tokyo Revengers Boys (Kazutora, Shuji, & Takashi) X Gn!Reader

Genre: Pure Angst

Warnings: Swearing, Suicide (kind of? it’s what happened to baji did so idk what to label it as 🤷‍♂️)

Hanemiya Kazutora:

All Kazutora could think was that it was all his fault that this happened. He was too caught up in his own world that he didn’t even know what he was doing anymore. He didn’t even know you had shown up to the fight until he stabbed you instead of Baji.

“Y/n?” Kazutora asked, dropping the knife immediately when he saw you standing between him and Baji, blood dripping onto the ground below you. He completely froze, not knowing what he had just done or why he even did it. “Baby, are you okay?”

You held onto the stab wound, coughing up blood as you looked at your boyfriend. “I just wanted you…to stop.” You choked out before collapsing to your knees.

Everyone had stopped and was watching you by now, shocked that you had even protected Baji from both sides when your whole body landed on the car below you. Spitting blood out of your mouth, you laid on your back, staring up at the blue sky that was dusted with white clouds.

“Y/n!”

You heard multiple people yell your name, but you couldn’t even tell who it was until you saw Kazutora kneeling beside you. “Y/n! Keep your eyes open, okay?!”

You shook your head from side to side, raising your hand to put it on Kazutora’s face before quietly speaking, “Give it to me, the knife.”

“What? Why? Look, Y/n you just gotta stay awake okay?” Kazutora spoke fast, clearly freaking out on both the outside and inside, not even caring about the gang fight anymore.

“Hand it over, Kazutora.” You said his full name which caused him to go quiet, staring down at you with saddened eyes before handing you the knife that already had your blood on it. “Thank you, babe. I love you.” You told him.

“I love you too, Y/n.” Kazutora said to you.

You bundled up your shirt at the top, putting it in your mouth so you had something to bite down on before plunging the knife into your stomach and twisting it around, then pulling it back out and dropping it.

Kazutora wrapped his arms around you and held you close to him as you lived your last moments, and he couldn’t even say anything. “I’m sorry, Y/n. I always will love you.” Was all he said after you died.

Kazutora then took the blame for killing you, resulting im him ending up in jail again but he wasn’t angry about it. He was just sad. So sad that he didn’t even try to get out of jail and get back into the gang life. He just sat around, continuously saying,

“It’s all my fault.”

Hanma Shuji:

Shuji swore that he would never allow you to get hurt while he was away doing gang activities that he didn’t want you included in. That’s why he always had someone beside you and a bodyguard to make sure you would always be safe. But even then, it didn’t work.

It was half past 1 in the morning when Shuji’s phone rang while he was with the other Valhalla members, beating up some random other gang member. Shuji stopped punching the other male, standing up straight and took his phone out of his pocket and opened it, answering. “Yes?”

“Shuji…”

Shuji’s breath hitched when he heard your shaky and quiet voice, and he immediately knew that something was wrong. “Y/n? Where are you, darling? Is something wrong?”

“I’m…at home. B-But someone..got in.” You tried your best to reply, but it was coming out shaky and slow.

“I’ll be there in five minutes. I promise, baby. Okay? I love you.” Shuji told you before turning around and looking at everyone, taking the phone away from his ear. “Kazutora, you’re in charge until I get back, understand? As for everyone else, just do what you’re told.” He said to everyone, proceeding to then walk out and make his way onto the streets when he started to sprint down the different roads.

Now he was just making sure that he made it to your place in five minutes like he said he would, which usually he would be able to do easily, but he was more determined now that he had heard something had gone wrong whilst he was away. Upon reaching your place, he saw the front door opened already and he quickly rushed inside. “Y/n?! Baby, where are you?!” He called out as he started to run through every room in the house.

He finally made it to your room where you laid on the floor, a puddle of blood beneath you as you were taking shallow and slow breaths. “Y/n!” Shuji yelled out your name, going over to you and kneeling down beside you. He grabbed you and lifted you up, holding you in his arms as he checked for your pulse. When he felt it he let out a sigh of relief but it was very weak and barely noticeable which made him realize he probably only had a few more moments with you.

“I’m sorry, Y/n. For not being here when I should have. I’m so fucking stupid, I should have just stayed here with you. I’m sorry, darling. I’m sorry.” Shuji said to you, his voice cracking halfway through as tears welled up in his eyes.

You looked up at him and smiled lightly despite you dying in his arms. “It’s okay, Shuji. Don’t...blame yourself. I still love you.” You had never seen the boy cry before, that’s how you knew that he did really love you, that he wasn’t just saying it so he could manipulate or get things from you.

“I love you too.” Shuji whispered out.

Soon enough, your head went limp and your eyes were stuck open, all of the life drained from your face as blood dirtied the floor and Shuji’s clothes. “Y/n? Y/n? Wake up, please.” The boy pleaded to your now deceased body, but he knew that he wouldn’t be able to get you back. Not ever again.

Shuji became what you would have never wanted him to become, a terrible person who killed anyone if they even looked at him the wrong way, and most importantly, one that drank all of his feelings after the day was over, crying to himself over your death still.

Because he would never get you back. And he regretted that the most.

Mitsuya Takashi:

Takashi was the most important person in your life, just like you were to him. He had told you on multiple occasions that he wanted to be with you forever. And he thought it would really happen. Boy, was he wrong. So, so wrong.

You two were walking down the busy street, eating street food while going inside stores and just admiring the night scenery. Everything was going perfectly normal, until it all changed within a few seconds.

“Hey, babe?” Takashi said, looking over at you.

“Yeah?” You repled.

“Do you wanna get married some day in the future?”

The question that came out of your boyfrien’s mouth shocked you, and you didn’t know how to reply. You both were still teenagers, how the hell were you supposed to know? “Only if it’s you I’m marrying.” You aswered with a smile.

Takashi smiled back and pressed his lips against yours before pulling away quickly after. “Same here.” He told you.

Suddenly, car tires screeched on the black cement road and one zoomed around, an all black van. It’s windows opened and guns pointed out of them before they started to fire. Takashi quickly wrapped his body around you and covered you with his, not even caring if he would end up getting killed because of it.

After the car drove off, Takashi looked at you and asked in a frantic voice, “Y/n, are you okay?”

You looked at him, then down to your side, shaking your head as you spat out blood. Takashi’s eyes widened as he yelled out your name, but you had collapsed onto the ground, grabbing at your abdomen where the gunshot wound was, blood beginning to soak through your clothes and onto the sidewalk below you.

“No, no, no. Y/n! Stay with me!” He yelled, taking his phone out of his pocket and about to call the polce when you grabbed his hand, stopping him. “What?”

“Don’t. It’s okay.” You told him, a small smile on your face.

“It’s not okay! I can’t lose you! We-We just talked about getting married some day!” The boy continued to yell.

“Maybe...in another life, we will.” You spoke barely above a whisper, your vision starting to darken and turn blurry. “I love you, Mitsuya Takashi.”

“I love you too, Y/n.” Takashi replied to you but you didn’t respond. “Y/n?” He reached his hand over and shook you gently, and when you didn’t move he looked at your face, then realizing that you were gone. He sat on the ground, and put his hands over his face, beginning to cry.

Takashi cried and mourned over your death everyday, despite people telling him to move on. He just couldn’t. He would never be able to find someone he would love like he loved you. He knew that. So that’s how it remained the rest of his life. Lonely, and depressed.

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nightshadeshadow123 · 2 years

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The Black Dove Chapter 2: New apartment

Taglist: @jeyramarie

Waking up about two hours later you sat up, rubbing at your eyes tiredly, trying to will yourself not to go back to sleep.

Taking a quick scan of the room you realize where you were, realizing the earlier meeting wasn't a dream and that you are in the guest bedroom of Valentina's house, you quickly got up, lazily rubbing a hand through your hair that is disheveled from sleeping.

You gotten the small makeup up bag from your backpack and applied some makeup slightly before digging out your phone when hearing a text coming through, smiling to yourself.

?: Hey, how are you? You still staying safe there? Did you get any information yet?

You: Hey, I'm alright, just sore after a mission. And staying safe as much as possible. I hope you are staying safe there too. To question that not much yet but I'm working on it.

?: That's good to hear you are okay there. We are missing you but we know how important this is. We are staying safe here too as much as possible, been a rough few days. It's okay, just be careful please.

You: I'm happy hearing this. I missing you all just as much, wouldn't be here if it wasn't nessecary. I have to go on a mission soon, I'm paired up with a new woman here, I'm not too happy about that and just hope she won't be a torn in my side. She's hot tho ;)

?: I know, you should come visit us again as soon as you get a break there. Oh my, knowing how you like being solo on missions I indeed hope she won't bother you. Is someone having a crush on the new mission partner?

You: I definitely will as soon as I can. And hey shush, there is no way in hell I have a crush on her. She's just gonna be a new annoying one I have no choice but to have along on my missions. I have to go now.

You quickly got up again and then scrambled to get dressed into your clothes, this time putting on a blush leather jacket and put your phone away into your pocket, making your way out of the room and towards the office where you knew Valentina might be, knocking on the door.

"It's open. You can come in." The devil herself said.

(Y/n)'s Pov:

Entering the office my eyes scanned the room until landing on Valentina sitting down on the leather couch, her eyes focused in a file that is in her hands, looking briefly to meet eyes with me until they shifted back to the file in her hands.

"I believe you are here to hear about the new mission hmmm Black Dove?" She asked, flipping to another page, her eyes seeming to glimmer with a glee at the contents she's reading.

"I am." I aswered her concisely, my eyes scanning over the room before settling on her, noticing the pleased smirk on the older woman's face.

"I'm very much pleased with all this information you've gotten for me on your previous mission. It's way more than I expected. You never disappoint." The dark haired woman said proudly while shutting the file, getting up while straightening her black jacket before making her way past me and towards her desk.

"I'm glad it is enough then to help you putting a stop to that group of people." A tiny smirk on my face, I knew exactly how to make the woman happy for a time to have her not breathing down my neck like a hawk like the first few days after she 'recruited' me.

With a neutral face Val gesture towards the chair in front of her desk, watching as I made my way over and sitting down before sitting down on her chair too, her hand brushing a stray hair away that have fallen from her updo hair.

"I've already gave the whole information to Yelena, she is in the other guest room for the time being until you leave, I'll be sending the two of you to some apartment I've hired for the two of you." She explained, me could already feel myself mentally face palming at her words, rolling my eyes.

"Oh joy, now I gotta live with a stranger?" I grumbled out, completely irked at the thought of that, having a partner having to tag along on missions with me is already torture enough to me.

Valentina only raised an amused eyebrow at me before continuing.

"Belova wasn't very jittery with excitement either with this but I don't care, the two of you will just have to get along. It's for the best. I want to get things done as soon as possible and be rid of a certain few people, I can't wait to have thr two of you out on those missions but for now I still have to get another thorn out of my side that have been a problem for a long time now."

I knew arguing with the older woman was useless. I just hope Yelena won't be obnoxious. Listening to Valentina futher I knew I'd have to do this, if she starts those other missions then I gotta keep her a bit distracted atleast until I have more information and a plan while the time is drawing closer. Just need to find out too why Val have hired Yelena and what exactly her plans is.

"Fine. I won't argue any futher because I know it's futile but that doesn't mean I'm happy about this whole thing."

"I can say the exact same thing Мудак." I suddenly heard a new voice said with coldness, immediately recognizing the blonde who said that.

I glared at the blonde in distaste as she made her way into the office too after having shut the door behind her, her green eyes already glaring daggers at me.

Valentina only watched us before gesturing the blonde closer too.

"I know this isn't what the two of you want but it will be easier having the two of you together to start on missions instead of having to meet up and sending the information to you at the same time. You two will have to learn to work together." The woman pointedly said, voice cold as she looked at us both pointedly, all I could is roll my eyes at this woman. I just can't wait to not be around the woman anymore but for now I'll just have to cooperate.

Yelena's Pov:

Watching the (h/c) woman I could see her seeming to be in deep thought, and also clearly annoyed at the dark haired woman in front us. Makes me wonder how she came to help Valentina out in the first place if she seems to annoy you this much. She's just one enigma to me and makes me more curious despite being annoyed at the situation both of us were thrown in unwilling but I hope that maybe we can get along, I like her style that is pretty similar to mine.

"I suggest the two of you get ready to the new apartment. I've had it furnished already. This is the location and here is the keys too." The dark haired woman held out a hand towards me, dropping a piece of paper, two keys and a small remote in my hand.

I only watched as the woman I know as The Black Dove stood up and brushed past me as she made her way out of the office, her boots muffled by the carpet beneath us.

I turned back to Val when I saw her holding out two phones towards me, taking it from her confusedly while trying not to drop the keys and small remote.

"These are for when I'd call to check up on the two of you or you need to reach me. Can't use your own phone to call me for incase yours might somehow get hacked." She explained to me before waving me off.

After that I turned to, leave until I heard the dark haired woman speaking again.

"Belova, when the two of you leave just lock the door and give the key to the guard at the gates, I have to go somewhere now." She said while putting her laptop in her bag along with a few files, noticing the file from yesterday that the (h/c) have given to her, that file must be very important.

I only gave her a silent nod before making my way out again and towards the room where I left my stuff.

I was just finishing putting my pistols in thier holsters strapped to my leg when I heard the door across from the room I'm in closing and heard boots on the hallways wooden floors, immediately knowing it's the mysterious woman.

Quickly putting my hair into the usual braid and throwing on my black vest, I leave the room and made my way outside the house, locking the door behind me as Valentina have requested before scanning the impressive driveway until my eyes landed on The Black Dove next to a frozen black BMW M5 making me have to do a double take as she stood leaning on the side of it, looking at me with a blank face, arms crossed over her chest.

'Did Valentina have her this car or did she rob a bank?' I thought to myself while walking up to her.

"Nice car. Did Valentina give it to you?" I asked her as she pushed herself off and unlocked the door of the driver's seat.

"Thanks I guess and no way she'd give you something like this. This car was personally modified and made bullet proof by...a friend." She, explained passionately and I couldn't help but find that beautiful until she met my eyes and her face went back to expressionless, any trace or emotion gone with a blink.

"Woah, you have friends?" I said half jokingly making her roll her eyes at me.

"Guess you'll have to drive with me sadly." She said with a scowl, opening the door after she threw her backpack into the back of the car.

I could feel myself getting a little insecure at her cold behavior but it was something I was used to by now, especially since the red room.

'How can I get her to warm up to me? And atleast not have us acting like assholes to each other?' I questioned in my own mind, putting my backpack into the back too before getting in the passenger seat.

"Do you know how to drive this thing?" I teasingly asked again, smirking when she glared at me with her beautiful (e/c) eyes.

"Just shut up Belova." She grumbled icely.

I had to hold myself back from smirking even more at her, I just handed her the piece of paper that have the location of the apartment on it, watching as she typed it into the GPS.

(Y/n)'s Pov:

I had to refrain myself from smiling at the blonde russian woman's remarks, refusing to give her too much attention and reactions, I'm not here to make friends and just want to get everything over with as soon as possible and see what Valentina's great 'plan' is.

After putting the location in on the GPS and putting on my seatbelt like Yelena , I started the car and drove to the golden gates, watching as Yelena gave a key to the guard while he opened the gates.

When I was out of the yard completely I putted on some music, humming along to the song that is playing, feeling Yelena's eyes on me I glared at her, trying not to blush under her intense stare but she quickly looked away at being caught, choosing to instead look through the window at the passing scenery while I drove towards the location.

The location was quite far away and was already seven at night. Yelena were enjoying taking in the views of New York City with a child like glee, and I smirked to myself when seeing her eyes light up with excitment at all the Christmas decorations, lights and buildings of the city, finding it adorable, not that I'd admit that loudly.

It wasn't too long until you reached the destination, stopping my car in front of a big silver gate until Yelena pulled out a small remote, pressing a green button that have the gate opening.

I parked at a open parking area next to a grey Volvo, making sure to grab my things from the back of the car and waiting for Yelena to get her stuff too then locking my car, sparing a look at the blonde that came standing next to me.

She was about the same height as me.

"So? Which apartment is ours?" I asked, taking a quick scan at the towering building in front of us.

"It's number 38." The blonde replied after checking on the piece of paper.

I took the lead and made my towards the stairs and Yelana following close behind me, her green eyes scanning all over. Until we reached the third floor, finding the right apartment almost immediately when scanning the numbers on the door.

It was on the left side of the building. Reaching the door Yelena held out a key towards me and I took it from her silently, and quickly unlocked the door, hearing her saying Valentina gave us both a key for the apartment and something about a phone each too for missions.

Flicking on the lights the both of us silently made our way into a hall that have white tiled floor with paintings of random city views on the wall, a long mahogany red wooden table with two plants on them with ornaments of what looks to be owls, a opening that led into a modern looking kitchen on the right side, then a bedroom on the left along with a bathroom and on the right next to the kitchen is another bedroom with a built in bathroom and at the end he hall lead into a living room that with a open dining room in one. It was better looking that I expected, it looked comfy and welcoming.

"I like it." Yelena quipped in, her eyes roaming everything as she stood a few inches away from me.

"It is definitely way better than I expected." I agreed with her, taking in the velvet dark blue couches, fluffy white carpet covering the part for the living room, a big flat screen, a black table with golden engraved patterns of flowers in the middle, matching side tablets next to each couch, some plants at the corners at each side of the TV display case and beautiful dark blue curtains covering the full wall windows behind the TV and the dining room part had a light brown tablet with matching chairs, a dark green cloth covering it and just more random paintings of New York.

"I'm calling dibs on the room across the kitchen!" Yelena yelled excitedly, nearly startling me out of my skin, turning to glare at her for her sudden out burst.

"Holy fuck, can you not do that you idiot?"

Yelena rubbed her neck sheepishly, her green eyes nervously flicking around the room before looking back at me.

"Sorry. Just...I don't know. Gotten excited. I wanna be close to the kitchen to make my macaroni and cheese with extra hot sauce." She suddenly gotten that child like glee back in her eyes when she talked about macaroni that made me feel this fluttering feeling in my stomach again like in the car.

"Uh, sure, whatever, I don't care which one you want Belova." I replied coldly, suddenly anxious about these feelings and just wanting to escape so I brushed past her towards the other room, not turning back to look at the blonde.

Yelena's Pov:

I felt a bit guilty for startling the (y/c) woman.

I watched as a few emotions crossed her face until she turned her face back to an unreadable expression.

"Uh, sure, whatever, I don't care which one you want Belova." She said coldly before brushing past me towards the other room, not looking back at me, I felt this weird unsettling feeling in my chest, a little hurt but I know I'm not the most friendly person either and treated her a bit shitty too at first but I was hoping to change that.

Shrugging I made my way towards the kitchen, trying to not think too much about her words and just wanting to make some food to eat, hopefully she would eat too, maybe she'd like that macaroni and cheese with hot sauce just like me.

#yelena belova x reader #yelena belova imagine #yelena belova #yelena belova x female reader #kate bishop #clint barton #natasha romanoff #florence pugh x reader

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magnificent-winged-beast · 2 years

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Sorry, but I can't hear the "I'm all three" bit

I really really really hope that the person or persons siting in front of the podium in the same room can corroborate that he actually says that.

But so far, in the recordings I listened to, he says: "I'm both". Like Introvert and Extrovert.

I think it's particularly odd if he just came out publicly like that. My reasoning:

1. He is an 47 YO man that has big portion of the fandom and public that are LGBTQ. Noting to loose if he decides to express himself.

2. He does not have any pressure at the moment in his life to make him burst like this in the middle of a casual chat with fans.

But, IF he was just trying to taste the waters with this, it's interesting that he did not put enough ENFASIS in the particular matter of bisexuality.

All I interpreted of the answering of that particular question, was that he is Bitrovert. He was just making a joke about BOTH WAYS of that spectrum. That was the subject, that's how Misha's brain works for what I had observed of every interaction with the public.

Remember...

I think he was about to say BONDING but his tongue and mischievous sense of humor slipped. He said this because it was a kind of playful way to say they will be having that prayer from Dean, followed by Cas confession. Again, because he jokes like that.

This recent slipp, I think it's because that's the humor he is use to have with friends, we learned for years that there will be always innuendo in his remarks or how he let the jokes end up meant to be. "Influence" anyone?

Now. Before someone start to send their furious: YOU ARE THE WORSE in my In box (that I hardly look over this days) Allow me to explain the follow:

In this cases I would really like for him, or anyone, to be very specific about this issue. I would like to hear him say: Yes I'm bisexual. Or, I enjoy sexual and or romantic entanglements with both sexes, or every sex.

But as it is right now... I think for the recordings alone, it's just assuming that he came out.

I will love for him, if he would actually came out this way, to have an specific confirmation from his part. Probably there will be a follow up question about this day and his words. So, I wish the best of lucks for the one that wants to ACTUALLY ASK HIM PUBLICLY ABOUT HIS SEXUAL PREFERENCES.

I presume his aswer will be in the general None of your business "polite" deliverd in a very Misha way. Or just making another joke leaving it to the open.

For the record, and this is my opinion. I think he is Bisexual, for all the little hints he gave us so far. But is HIS PREROGATIVE to actually confirm this. For now we can use this spaces on SM (but not Tagging PLEASE!) to speculate and share our thoughts or conclusions like this posts I saw of many feeling genuinely validated for this. And I'm glad if this hint or dropped he let himself have like this served as a nice thing to consider for many others that want to express this but are having challenges still to do it openly.

Basically I'll be happy for Misha if he confirms being Bisexual and Bitrovert. Or announces that he is strickly into dicks now (have you seen the recent Jackles pictures 😱, I'm envious) . Or have and epiphany and now he announces he is into pink stockings and cowboys 🤠. Of course, only if he want to share this publicly.

#Misha Collins #bisexuality #Or Bitroverty #I think he should be specific #Like always he was joking #But it's just my opinion #From a Mishasexual #I will love him regarding any preference he wants to openly share #Not just because We Want To Interpret his words

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keepingupwiththealfeans · 2 years

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What's a s2 scene you NEED to see from:

Stella

Terra

Andreas

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I NEED MANY MANY SCENES SKYE AND YOU KNOW! But okay... you gave me A LIST OF THE MOST UNEXPECTED PEOPLE HERE AND I LOVE.

Also sorry I am aswering like two days late, but I had to let this sit for a bit.

Stella

You know how much I ADORE Stella, she is the love of my life. I would protect my baby AT ALL COST. And also I have the hots for her (and Hanna as well, cuz amazing girl).

What I want to see is Stella taking back her own narrative. It has been suggested by Stella herself, that her mom always was the one to control her and the things she did. People she talked to and had relationships with. Coming back to Alfea, realizing her mom has her again, I want her to stand up for herself. Because now she isn't alone, has the girls.

I believe, Stella is hurt by the constant rejection of her mother, to take her as she is. Human, with feelings and ideas, someone who want to thrive with her own personality (which has been to this day overshadowed by her mother. On one had - I wanna see Stella trying to resolve her problem with her mom, to get closer to her (or at least try, cuz I know that won't happen, based on those promo pics we got). Then failing and realizing the Winx are the answer to her long not answered question, lingering in her mind. Then the realization hits, which might be hurtful for Stella - knowing her mother will never fully accept her and her feelings, choices and ideas. From that will spring the doubt and maybe anger, which eventually grows to her taking her own narrative and just saying fuck it , and doing something her mother wouldn't expect. Join the side her mom isn't on - so not Rosalind's side. This would strain their relationship even more, but now Stella won't feel much of a regret and just stand by her word. So in conclusion, I want Stella to come out of her shell and be Stella. Not what her mom wants, the society or Rosalind expect. Because I know my girl - she has a good heart, just didn't have the chance to show it.

Also maybe some resolving with Sky? Like I know they talked in S1 but still, I feel there is much what is left to say. Sky was her best friend for a long time, the ONLY person who knows the real her. And brushing that all off with a two minute convo, isn't enough. These two deserve their time together. Sky loves and adores Stella, it's obvious. I just want him to tell her, her tell him. Just give them scenes togehter, please. (No I don't want them to get back together, even tho Stella x Sky are my hearts close favourite).

Terra

Give her a stolyine that doesn't resolve only around that she is plus-sized. Terra is beautiful on her own (Eilot is just... oh god, lovely, beautiful), and I don't want her to linger another season about her being "not good enough". Terra has a lot of room to grow, and I believe we will see some resentnemnt against her father in connection to Rosalind. Tho I understand where Ben is coming from - he wants to keep his children safe so he goes with the flow. Terra on the other hand - seemed always the most independed of all from the Harveys. So make Terra independend, I want to see her amazing things. Maybe find love, but this isn't necessary.

WHAT I DON'T WANT TO SEE ON THE OTHER HAND is her and Flora being rivals. Doesn't make sense, because in S1 se sounded that she adored Flora, and it would be super weird if there was a tention betweetn them. Like... because Flora in her eyes would be considered more beautiful? They better not pull this narrative, or I will be throwing hands.

Andreas

Fave dilf in town. I have a love-hate relationship with Andreas honestly. What I wanna see? Him trying to bond with Sky but being very unsucessful, therefore angry at Beatrix for no reason. He wants his son to respect him, love him but Sky doesn't want anything to do with him if necessary. Beatrix being the victim in all of this (honestly, she is the victim all this time, but we are not ready for this convo). So Andreas would be on edge all the time, which would make his work a bit tacky. Sky being the thing that makes him angry the most but also makes him hurt the most. I want to also know his backstory SO MUCH!!! Where does his personality come from? Why choose Rosalind over his child and wife (??)? How did he survive? How about Beatrix - what is their backstory?

I don't see him getting a redemption arch and I don't even want it. I want to see him even more corrupt, because his son is rejecting him and Beatrix isn't doing it for him. Even if he brought her up from a babe, she will never be his blood. This making him angry and Beatrix hurt (oh no, I cannot babble about Beatrix too much). Eventually I want to see him die - but maybe not this season (Brian, I am looking right at you, S3 comfirmation, now). I just want him to lose his shit by every episode that comes :)

This was super messy, maybe not enought but hopefully enough for now. Thanks Skye being the only one to actually as something, so I can talk forever.

#q&a #ftws #ftws stella #ftws terra #ftws andreas #terra harvery #fate the winx saga

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booksweet · 3 years

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Real

Starring: Gojo Satoru x fem!reader

Synopsis: what If your favorite character became real the moment you needed the most?

Contents: fluffy, probably shibuya incident arc spoilers (not too much), grammar mistakes

word count: 1.368

A/N: helloo, guys! It's Friday and the time has come for me to post again! This story came up because I'm reading (suffering) shibuya incident arc since Monday and it's been HARD, so it may be the aftereffects of 20 chapters read and a lot of crying and sobbing. Hope you like it!

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

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She was laying on her bed, not really in a peacefully way once she was reading one of her favorite stories and all the plot was driving her to hell and back. She knew it would be bad, it would be terrible, but no one warned her it was THAT BAD. She couldn't help but just cry after all that happened, she felt his pain and hurt through the pages, even though he was the strongest, he was still human. He was still capable of feeling sadness, pain, and grief.

She knew he was just a fictional character, but to her he was more. She loved him in a way she wished he was real, he was a fictional character tho, and hardly he would become real.

Still, she loved Gojo Satoru with all her heart, evertyhing in him enchanted her, from how he cared about his students to his cocky personality. She knew that her friends couldn't understand how much she cared about him, he didn't even exist, how could he affect her in so many ways?

Yet, there she was, wrapped in the sheets of her bed and in her pajamas while reading that manga, thank God it was late night and she was alone at home, otherwise someone would have come by to check her out - and the person would have a little surprise, seeing her with watery eyes and her red stuffy nose. How come just an arc like this one destroy her like that? How come?

"I can't read it anymore" She mumbled, leaving out a soft sneeze. "I'll finish it tomorrow. This arc is going to be my end."

And after pressing slightly the tip of her nose, she fell asleep slowly, head laying on her pillows, driving her to unknown dream places related to what happened to Gojo and the odd future of shibuya incident arc.

"Who are you?" she heard the voice before open her eyes, she felt a sweet air cherishing her face telling that there was someone closer to her. The first thing she thought was that seh was still sleeping and she was dreaming vividly.

How come I can feel anyone like this? She thought in panic. A man trespassed my house and he is in my room, I'm alone...

"Won't you open your eyes? I know you're awake" He said softly seeming to feel her fear. "I really need some answers, and you're the only one I have."

She almost yelled once she opened her eyes. Almost. Screaming requires air in her lungs, air that ran out of her when she looked at him. A man who was pretty much similar to her favorite character... Gojo? Satoru?

"This must be a dream, I am dreaming" She closed her eyes again, sheets upon her face. "This must be a dream, he's a fictional character-"

"Uh... I'm not?" He said and she could hear confusion in his tone. "Last time I checked, I'm a man in bone and flesh."

"Oh, I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming..." She pinched her arms, her cheeks, but she wouldn't wake. "Why am I not wakening?"

"Is this... because... you are already awake?" he said, and she looked at him again. Still not believing her eyes. It's not been a long time since she was crying over his sealing at the prison realm and now this?

"How?" She was out of words, the one she... loves? Her comfort character was right beside her as confused as ever, and handsome as hell. "You're more beautiful in person..." She mumbled.

"First: Yes, I am." He said with a smirk growing on his face, eyes still covered by his blindfold. "Second: I don't really know what happened, I thought this was the prison realm, but..." He pinched the tip of his nose with frustation and then looked at her, she felt her body warming as he was fully concentrated on her. "Prison realm only accepts one prisoner by turn, so once I saw you sleeping there, I realized I wasn't really trapped in there. Then where am I? Who are you?"

"O-oh I'm-" She tried to say, but the words wouldn't come out, stuttering as she was right now. She shook her head, If this is real, I have to recompose myself. "I'm Y/N and... I don't know how to explain either, but you came into my word from that little book over there" His head turned out to the manga she put on her desk before sleeping. He kept staring it for a while in silence. And an unease feeling was rising down her throat. "Say something, please."

"To be honest, this is the first time I actually have nothing to say," the sound of his voice was a muffled noise. "Last thing I remember before appearing here I was in Shibuya, fighting and..." His body became stiff as a rock, the memories were hiting him like waves, waves of sadness and hurt.

"Yeah, I know..." And she really knew, in some ways, she felt his pain, and cried because of his broken eyes and she saw him realizing Getou's body was stolen, his best friend's body.

Here they were again in this obnoxious silence, she felt sadness arising from him. She coudn't take it. If this was real, she would do something to him try to forget the pain. Even if it is just for a moment.

"Hey," she called him, taking him out of his reveries. "Wanna go downstairs to have breakfast? You seem hungry." A smile started to grow wild upon his face, and she never felt such joy.

"I was thinking you'd never ask!" He stood up in a wink of an eye, and Oh God he is tall. "I'm going first, I see you need to change your clothes." Her face became red like a tomato, remembering she was still on her pajamas all this time, the shock made her forget about it. "Unless you want me to stay..." She tried to threw her pillow on him, but he was faster and a loud sound came from the closed door. Why was her heart beating so fast?

"So, how are you?" She tried to catch his attention once more. After she showered, reality came punching her in her face. It wasn't a dream, Gojo Satoru was real and he was at her home, drinking coffee with her. She tightened her hand's grip on her mug while waiting for his aswer. It was hard to resist trying pass her thingers through his white hair, touch his clothes, his arms just to prove once more his was real indeed.

"I don't know exactly" he said with a strange voice, Is he tired? She thought. "I'm not trapped at the prison realm, but at here. I still can't help the ones I care so... Yeah, I-"

A sudden hug made him stop with his words, she mindlessly held her arms around his torso, hugging him tight with tear in her eyes. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." She coudn't stop apologizing, he probably wouldn't understand but Who cares? He mattered to her, she didn't mind anything else.

"Y/N..."He held her back, arms around her shoulders and waist. It's so warm. "You don't need to..."

"But I feel to." She stopped again what he was saying. "I can feel your sadness from here, I can feel your pain. I don't know what's happening for you to come here, but still I care about you. I cared about even without known this would happen. And now, I'm caring more and more because I know you are real."

After a moment of silence that seemed like hours, he left out a soft smile "Okay, let me hug you then". With his right hand, he took off his blindfold and she was blessed by his stunning blue eyes. Eyes that can see everything. I could easily get lost...

"Then I will be here to find you again" He said hugging her tighter than ever, the smell of black coffee surrounding them. "I still don't know what I am doing here and why, but I know that if I'm with you, we'll discover it sooner than you think."

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#sofi is writing — jjks #jujutsu kaisen gojo #gojo satoru #gojo x reader #gojo x female reader #gojo scenarios #saturo gojo #jjk gojo #gojo fanfic #gojo hcs #gojo satoru fanfic #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru fluff

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shotokimchi · 4 years

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Coffee & Printer

Pairing: Shoto Todoroki x Reader x Touya Todoroki (Dabi)

Modern Office Au!

Summary: You are the secretary of Touya and Shoto Todoroki. The heads of the Todoroki Company.

Note: All characters are aged up!

Warnings: Threesome, anal sex, vaginal sex, blowjob, dirty talking and some filthy stuff, pure little shoto and nasty dabi p-p

*knock knock knock* After waiting for a response for fifteen seconds “Come in.” You took a deep breath and opened the door of the big elite room. There were two giant desks for the heads of the company, the older one was Touya Todoroki. He was charismatic, charming a huge flirt but also really hard working and strict. The other one was Shoto Todoroki; calm, a little cold but smart and also kind. Touya lifted his head with your arrival and nodded to you. “Sir, here’s the schedule of the meetings we’re gonna attend today.” He eyed the list and a small smile of approval appeared on his lips “Good.” You bowed and just when you were about the leave... “L/n.” You turned towards the younger sibling and walked towards his desk “Yes, Mr.Todoroki?” He handed you some documents “I want a copy of those documents and can you bring me some coffee?” You gave a small smile and bowed “Of course, sir.”

You were working with the Todoroki Company for four years. That’s why you were the secretary of the Todoroki siblings. You were a hardworker and strict towards the unexperienced employees but you always smiled and tried to be kind. You were the only one who could deal with the stupid shenanigans of the Todoroki siblings, you weren’t just an ordinary secretary, they valued your opinions and listened to you.

“Good morning L/n-san!” An employee greeted you as you made your way towards the printing room. “Good morning, can you prepare a cup of cafe latte for Mr.Shoto then send it to his room?” The employee nodded and left, after printing the documents you made your way towards your personal room. Just when you were about to sit on your chair, your phone rang, it was Shoto. You knew why he was calling so after mentally rolling your eyes, you answered. “Yes, Mr.Todoroki?” after a second of silence you heard his soft voice “L/n, i asked you to bring me a cup of coffee?” you pinched the bridge of your nose “I told them to bring it to your office, are they late?” you knew where this conversation was going... “No, but i wanted you to bring me one, It doesnt taste the same.” There it was, the pouty tone of the Ceo, sometimes he really acted like a child. “Mr.Todoroki, i cant always bring you your coffee, i need some work to do.” He sighed and a smirk appeared on your lips “Then bring me the documents that i told you to copy.” You grabbed the documents and aswered “Of cour-” But he cut you off “And bring me a cafe latte on the way.” Then he hung up.

You squeezed the cup in your hand, sometimes the Todoroki’s acted like kids and you felt like their bigger sister but you tried to keep your cool, you didnt wanted to be unprofessional. “knock knock knock!!!” this time, your knock were stronger and annoyed. “Come in.” After hearing Shoto’s voice, you barged in. Touya gave you a confused and curious look but you paid no mind “Here’s your coffee sir.” Because of your harsh behaviour, Shoto gave you an astonished look and took the cup “Thank you, L/n.” You heard someone chuckle and your eyes met with turquoise ones “Did you just called her for a cup of coffee Shoto?” The younger simbling sent a small glare towards his brother and sipped his drink. “By the way, L/n.” Touya’s voice caught your attention “Lets go, we need a meeting to arrenge.” You nodded and left the room with Touya.

“Please wait, Mr.Touya.” Before he could open the door you stopped him and he gave you a questioning look. “What is it?” Your hands found his necktie and fixed it “There.” He eyed you for a moment, then started to laugh. Your cheeks started to heat up and you frowned “What?” He ran his fingers through his black locks and shook his head “You really act like a baby sitter sometimes. If you pamper me too much, i’ll have a hard time finding the perfect bride, my expectations are keep getting higher y’know?” Your eyes widened “What does that mean, Mr.Touya?” He smirked and shook his head “Nevermind, lets go.”

The meeting went smoothly and after dealing with the brothers, you finally managed to sit on your chair and do some paperwork, after working for three hours, your phone rang... again but this time it was Touya. “L/n, where did you put my glasses again? I cant find them.” You sighed and answered “Mr.Touya, they were on your desk. Are you sure that they’re not on your head right now?” After a minute of silence he chuckled “I guess you were right.” You hung up on his face and continued your work. There were some documents that needed to be printed so you made you way towards the printer room. Luckily, it was empty so it was going to be fast and easy. While waiting for the paper, the door opened and Shoto appeared, you bowed “If you needed the printer, you should’ve just called me sir.” He didnt answered and locked the door, you raised a brow “Sir?” He started to walk towards you and your heart started to beat faster, when you felt his hot breath on your face, you panicked “S-sir?” He started to lean towards you “I couldnt find you in your room so i asked the other employees.” Then he put some distance between you. Did you get it wrong or was it on purpose? “Come to our office when you’re done, my brother and i need to discuss something with you.” You nodded and when he disappeared from your vision, you gave a sigh of relief, what was happening to you?

You didnt know why you were feeling nervous, just when you were about to knock on the door a weird feeling surrounded you but you didnt know why. Shaking your head you knocked on the door and after hearing their voices of approval, you slowly twisted the knock. “Ah, there you are~” Touya was standing in front of his desk with some papers in his hands “What do you need help with?” After hearing your confused tone, Touya chuckled and shared a look with Shoto, he was always quiet but this time it was different Shoto looked unsure and...nervous? Touya started to walk towards the door, you watched his movements with a confused look but in an instant, a pair of strong arms wrapped around your waist and you gasped. “Dont just look at my brother...” Shoto’s hot breath made your cheeks burn. “S-sir! What are you doing?!” Touya chuckled and locked the door. “I have been waiting for this moment for so long, dont just keep her all to yourself little bro.” Your breath hitched in your throat, what the fuck was happening? Just when you were about to open your mouth, Shoto sucked on your neck and a sweet moan escaped your lips. “Si-Shoto, please stop!” Then Shoto raised his head and your teary eyes met with his mismatched ones, a small tinge of pink was visible on his cheeks, what he did was so dirty yet, he looked so innocent and it felt so good. His eyes were clouded with lust and care... Then Touya’s fingers tilted your chin and his lips found yours a small mewl escaped from your lips and he forced his tounge into your mouth. It was soft and hot, you never felt something like this before. Shoto’s hands found your blouse and started unbuttoning it, then he yanked it off and you felt so bare. “Let me tell you what we’re doing.” Touya’s voice sent shivers down your spine “Our old man wants us to get married soon, but we’re not doing that since we both took a liking to someone~” Shoto nuzzled his face on your shoulder and cupped your clothed breasts, your hands grabbed his wrists and he kissed your cheek “I dont wanna get m-married Y/n... I love you.” Your lip quivered and your fingers found his hair, he sounded so desperate. “Say baby girl, you know us more than anyone else, how can we marry someone else?” He started to leave hickeys on the other side of your neck “T-touya...” You tried to call out to him but it was more like a whisper. Both of them started to drown your neck in red and blue bruises and your hands massaged their scalps. With a swift move, Touya took of your bra and threw it somewhere across the room. “Look lil bro, she’s beautiful isnt she?” Shoto nodded and squeezed your nipples “S-shoto~” Shoto started to twist and tug at them while Touya got on his knees and ripped your tight black skirt. He grabbed one of your legs and threw it on his shoulder “Your skin is so soft baby girl~” His teeth grazed your thigh and you jumped. It was all too much, Shoto’s chest pressed against your back, his hands on your tits, and Touya’s hands roaming over your clothed core and thigs, it was too much... “Please...” You mewled and they both stopped their movements. “Say it again, love...” Shoto’s soft voice melted your heart and Touya gave your tighs a squeeze “Beg us to fuck you silly.” Then he took of your panties and toyed with the little ribbon on the front. “Open your mouth, you slut.” You obeyed and he stuffed them in your mouth, Shoto’s eyes widened and his member poked you from behind “Look at her lil bro, she looks like a mess. You like your panties in your mouth, yeah?” You whined and he smacked your thigh, Shoto’s eyes were watching you with awe. “Watch and learn lil bro. Now, on your knees, slut.” The ach between your legs were unbearable so you immediately obeyed and sat on the floor “Look at her face Shoto. Isn’t it erotic?” Shoto audibly gulped and nodded. Touya unbuckled his pants and your eyes popped out of their sockets, he was huge. “You like what you see, baby?” You averted your eyes and he grabbed your chin “Now let me tell you what you’re gonna do, youre gonna suck my cock and Shoto’s gonna watch.” His tone was demanding, it was hard to resist, you nodded and he grabbed your hair. “That’s not fair Touya.” Touya laughed at his brother’s frustrated tone “Patience, lil bro.” Your touge circled his tip and he growled, you continued your movements and he showed his lenght in your mouth, you gagged and he hissed “Dont tease me slut, now suck.” You bobbed your head with a steady pace and Touya’s hips joined you. Then your eyes met with Shoto’s. He was stroking his length with a blush on his face, you moaned around Touya’s cock and he looked towards his brother. “Stroke his cock, baby girl.” Your eyes met with Shoto’s and he moaned at the sight, you were stunning. Drool was dripping from your chin and your cheeks were red. When he felt your warm hand around his lenght he let out a delicious moan and you couldnt help but whimper, you tightened your hold on Shoto’s cock and gave him the attention he deserved. “Thats enough baby, now suck his cock.” You turned your head towards Shoto’s lenght and he pushed it towards your face “Please Y/n, please please please...” You smiled and kissed the tip, he moaned and covered his face with his hand. Touya chuckled “Look what you’ve done to the Ceo of the Todoroki company, he is begging for your mouth. Now be a good girl and please us.” You nodded and wrapped your lips around Shoto, while stroking Touya. The room filled with moans, hisses and growls. Shoto was more vocal and that turned you on, Touya was all about growling and hissing and it was so sexy, they had their own charms and it amazed you. Shoto’s hips started to shake and his moans started to get louder “Y-y/n, fuck!” Then without a warning, he came inside of your mouth and being the good girl you are. You swallowed it all and opened your mouth, waiting for praise. Touya hissed “S-shit, thats hot.” his pace quickened and he came on your breasts. Shoto stroked your cheek and gave you a warm smile “Now its our turn to please you, love.”

Now you were sitting on Touya’s lap on the leather couch, legs wide open and a necktine around your wrists, his chest was pressed against your back and he was abusing your nipples while Shoto prepared some lube. “You ready, love?” Shoto asked and you gave an unsure nod. Touya’s long fingers started to tease your puckering asshole and it hurted, you whimpered and he shushed you with sloppy wet kisses meanwhile Shoto stroked your clit with slow teasing circles. “Not gonna lie, its gonna hurt but im gonna make it feel good baby.” You were scared but you trusted Touya so you nodded. He pressed his tip to your entrance and slowly pushed “T-touya!” You screamed and Shoto peppered your face with small kisses “It’s okay.” When he succesfully bottomed out, Shoto rubbed your wet heat with his longs lenght, you moaned at the sensation and grinde your hips. “S-sho.. Please.” After pecking your lips, Shoto filled your greedy hole with his lenght, you were so full and it was overwhelming but at the same time, it was good. “Mnh, please~” You were deperate for some friction, Touya grabbed your ass cheeks and started to thrust his hips “Thats it baby.” He moaned and Shoto joined his brother with a gentle pace, his cold fingers continued their assault on your clit and it was too much “Sh-shoto, faster!” Shoto smirked and increased his pace, it felt like heaven. “More, more, more!” You were screaming, tears were falling from your glossy eyes and your lips were puffy and red. Touya laughed and smacked your ass “Greedy,slut!” Both men were so fast, it was too much. Shoto’s hand were gripping your thighs for dear life while Touya’s hands were smacking the shit out of your cheeks. “Fuck! I can feel you lil bro.” The three of you were dripping with sweat but it didnt matter. “Please fill me up!” You screamed and tried to move your wrists but they were tied. Shoto’s hips were moving with an unhumanly speed and Touya wasnt any different. Your walls were spasming around them, your insides were melting. “S-shit, im cumming!” Touya warned and his hips stuttered, Shoto’s hips were still moving with a face pace then all of a sudden white clouded your vision and your walls squeezed the life out of their cocks Touya loudly cursed and Shoto’s warm liquid painted your insides. They managed to pull out and Touya untied the necktie, a dull ache surrounded your body and you sighed. Shoto grabbed some tissued and cleaned you. Then Touya wrapped his coat around your shoulders and smiled, it was a rare sight but he was beautiful. Your cheeks started to burn after the realisation and Touya chuckled “Hey you cant be embarrased after the things we’ve done.” Shoto rolled his eyes and wrapped an arm around your shoulders “Are you feeling okay, Y/n?” You smiled and nodded “Yes, thank you Shoto.” Then you gave them a confused look “So, what now?” Touya raised a brow “What do you mean, what? You belong to us now.” And he smirked, your heart started to beat faster and Shoto smiled “We love you, Y/n.” You smiled and looked at the beautiful men, you were so lucky to have them. All these years, you worked with them, ate with them and helped them. You knew them better than anyone else, you loved them. “Shoto, Touya... I love you too.” And this was the start of your relationship with the Todoroki siblings...

Note: If you liked it please reblog the fic! This is my 2nd time writing a smut fic so im really sorry if its bad! <3 ^^

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hannya-writes · 4 years

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Your Kind

Title: Your kind

Fandom: Teen Wolf

Pairing: Derek Hale x Reader, Peter Hale x Vampire!reader?

Other Characters: Kate Argent (mentioned), Laura Hale, Cora Hale and Talia Hale (Mentioned)

Category: friendship, platonic love.

Warning: Reader is a Vampire! Young Derek, and Young Peter because that's dangerous! This all happened after Paige's Dead. Violence, hypnotism or mind control (not sure but hey!) Peter being wild, I guess this is kind of sad.

Author's note: I didn't wanted to use the common powers of vampires because cliche! And I ended up with a mix of a striga, a bat and kind of werewolf powers, If I write a part 2, maybe I'll explain what's up with my version of vampires. And no! Vampire reader is not killing anyone... Yet. Also gifs are not mine, I found them on google!

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In the moment you had stepped in Beacon Hills you had know that you shouldn't stay there for a long time. You weren't welcome. There was a Werewolf pack in town and werewolves didn't like your type. Maybe because of legends, since they told that your races were supposed to be enemies. Maybe because of a bad experience with someone of your race, maybe because it was engrained in their DNA. You didn't know. You never asked.

You just stayed as far away of the Hale family as possible. It was a problem that you got stuck in classes with no one else but Derek Hale. A teenager that had smell death and blood on you. He was cautious and curious about you, sneaking on you, expecting you to blow your cover. But you didn't. You had smelled him too, he smelled like a wolf, a mix of the animal itself and the smell of forest that came with them and made normal people get scared: the smell of the unknown, of danger.

You played it cool. You were a good student, middly attractive, you spoke when others spoke to you, you were kind and relaxed, you even helped some students in what was possible. When some students decided to pick on you, you didn't reacted. Never lost the patience that had been taught to you.

Then, there was Kate. Kate loved to pick on you, mock you, call you "the new library mouse". It was her insistance on you that had made Derek pay more attention to you. He smelled your murderous instinct every time Kate was close. An truth be told, he was amazed by your self-control.

After being put in a science work with him, you finally got the chance to know each other. You two had speak to each other like civilized human beings. You had joked together, you even became friends.

He wanted, no. He needed to know. He deserved to know, you were his friend now, he wanted to tell you what he was and needed to know more about you.

— Y/n, what are you? — he directly asked you one evening after the end of school, you were the last two people in the library, the question made you uneasy. If he discovered you, his family would kill you.

— excuse me? — was your simple answer, play dumb was your way out. Your parents have told you to do that, and act as a victim if necesary.

— you are not human, I can smell you — he confronted you walking in your direction.

— I'm a human, duh — you rolled your eyes faking amusement — Smell me? — you added with a perfect tone of confusion you had rehersed — do I smell good? — that last question was pure curiousness, you had recognized every part of his scent, you knew what every change in it mean so... Had he, maybe, done the same? Was it disgusting to him because of what you were?

— what? — he was surprised by your last words and you wished earth could swallow you whole, maybe your head first since you were blushing.

— there you are, I've been look for you — just in time, Peter Hale entered the library. And if Derek smelled of danger, Peter reak of wildness and blood. That was the first time you met, and unlike Derek, Peter took the opportunity to attack like the animal he was. Probably because he knew what you were.

Peter snarled at you, showing his fangs and blue glowing eyes, his fingernails turned to claws and suddenly the whole library smelled like wolf. His transformation triggered yours, he was challenging you in the little space that was yours. So, yes. You turned, but unlike him your fingers turned longer, your fingernails became long white claws. Your skin became paler, to the point of looking like a corpse. Your usually y/e/c eyes became red like those of an Alpha werewolf but unlike them your sclera turned black. Your 4 fangs grew in an instant and a high pitch sound inaudible for humans came out of your throat.

Derek covered his ears in pain at the sound that came from you. He couldn't believe his eyes, a wave of fear made him step away from you and Peter, his instinct told him to either fight by peter side or runaway. However his body wasn't able to move.

In a complete opposite reaction Peter jumped over you, hands extended, face contorted in an angry, animalistic expression. You saw him get closer but you didn't back off, you took a stride and with your longer hands throwed him away towards one of the book shelves. He didn't expected it, he had never fought a being like you.

— Leave — you warned him standing over him, but he wasn't afraid, he was angry. He jumped to his feet and charged again at you. You stepped away from his path, making him more furious. You were faster, you got more range with your claws. He was going to loose. That's why werewolves attacked your kind in packs. They trusted in their numbers, the organization. A lonely wolf, was a dead wolf.

Peter roared at you as he once again attacked. You knew what to do to kill him, one single slash of your claws and his lower jaw would be flying in the air. He would bleed out. You could almost see it.

However, instead of killing the menace you used one of the tricks the werewolves hated the most.

— calm down — you said in a soft voice keeping the eye contact and all of his attention on you— I'm not your enemy — you got closer to the werewolf, your hand lightly touched his face.

Peter would never be able of describe the sensation that over took him at your words, it had been as if suddenly he was in heaven, and the person speaking was an angel, better! a Goddess! He loved you, he would do everything in his hands to just hear you a little more. He will kill for you, he'll ask you to order him to kill in your name. Just for that sensation of fullness, happiness. You weren't his enemy, how could you? You were everything he wanted and more.

Your scent, your voice, your light touch, even your face had Peter hypnotized. You fully wrapped the violent werewolf with your presence, and he looked at you with big warm eyes. Even you hated using that trick. It was an induced state of bliss that made people easy to manipulate.

— everything is fine — Derek heard you said softly almost in a loving way, that made him feeling somehow nervous. He knew there was something wrong and he had to do something.

— who are you? — Peter asked in a soft tone that made you feel guilty of using your power over him. You took a breathe to aswer and then froze as you felt claws against the soft skin of your neck.

Peter saw the menace, felt your hand leave his face and fury rose from his chest, he growled warning Derek. He was aware of Derek speaking to you but the words didn't make sense why was Derek telling his goddess to let him go?

— Derek, please wait — hear you say his name made him see red. You had say Derek's name but not his? How could you? How dare Derek try to take you away?

Horrified you saw the werewolf extend his hand to attack Derek, you felt Derek's claws cutting your neck as you moved to avoid that the other werewolf claws hurt Derek. You had pushed Derek to your right. As you felt the spell over Peter was broken. Blood spilled from your wound, the strong taste of iron hit your tongue as you fought to breathe. But you couldn't, not with your throat slashed, not even when you tried to stop the bleeding with your hands.

Peter saw you confused, he didn't know if he had done that. He wanted to think that he had cut your throat, but he couldn't believe it.

— no, no Y/n — Derek spoke with panic as he crawled to you horrified by what he had done. He had kill you. It was like Paige all over again. His hands pressed over your hands trying to stop the bleeding.

— that won't kill her, she is a vampire — Peter said coldly, his eyes greedily watched how you struggled, how your red eyes slowly smother. He was amazed but disappointed, you a mythical creatures, a vampire non the less were dying like a common human being. You weren't as powerful as he expected. Why weren't you healing?

— I'm sorry — derek muttered ashamed, and Peter noticed that his own hands weren't tainted with blood. Derek hands were stained in red.

— no — peter voice was filled with hate, that vampire was his prey. That little vampire was his. You were his. Derek wasn't going to be your killer. His body moved and pushed Derek away from you with a kick, his hands took yours with the intent of taking them away from your wound, but he stopped. A sensation of coldness overtook him, his eyes slowly closed with a sudden desire to sleep.

On your end, the moment his hands touched you it felt like fire, the blood stopped flowing and the wound closed in a matter of seconds. You coughed a blood and the werewolf felt by your side asleep. The tears felt from your eyes freely and after a moment you hugged yourself to get a hold of your panic. The sound of someone else crying made you sit and look at Derek sniffing, with tears in his cheeks.

— D, D... Derek? — you called him out with a gruff voice, thanks to your recently healed vocal chords. — Der, der, derek — you repeated afraid of him being hurt, the worry made you stand up and walk towards him. — did he hurt you? Derek, are you ok? —

Derek looked at you with surprise and relieve, in his face the path of tears was pretty obvious.

— y/n, you are a vampire — he wasn't asking, of course not! the other werewolf had said it as you were almost dying.

— and you a werewolf — was the only thing that crossed your mind as you saw him.

— did you... Kill my uncle? — somehow Derek didn't sound worried, you denied with your head.

— Vampires... Can heal with the help of a werewolf — you said looking down, ashamed.

— but I, I... I tried to help you and.. — He was clearly confused and you sighed, feeling the need to explain yourself

— I charmed him, that makes a bond like the one of a master and a servant. You are not my servant... You can't heal me — you hated that stupid explanation but it was the truth.

Vampires had slaved werewolves to be closer to immortality. But not all of you did that. You had never had to charm someone, it could make people go crazy. It made a big unbalance in nature, made you get closer to the beast inside.

— I don't think Uncle Peter wanted to heal you — the comment made you giggle, but it soon died out.

— I know — you looked at Derek eyes for a moment — I won't charm you Derek, you are the closer to a friend I have and I have only speak to you for like... Two weeks — you smiled with sadness, knowing that this was a goodbye — but I have to go and your uncle has to forget about me —

— you are leaving? — he asked worried and a bit angry after all he had just found out what kind of creature you were — why? —

— Derek, your family is going to kill me if they discover that I charmed your uncle — you admitted scratching your neck nervously.

— My mom wouldn't... — Derek was trying to convince you, he made you feel bad, made you want to stay.

— she's going to do it — you stood up and went to his uncle, placidly asleep, Derek followed you. — I'm a problem to solve, a burden to destroy — you kneeled by Peter's side and reached to the back of his neck with a hand.

— no, you are not — he stated as serious as a heart stroke. — you are my friend — that made you smile.

— remember that if I make your uncle become a psycho — was the last thing you said before sinking your claws in Peter.

— maybe he already is one — he joked and the funny thing: that was the last thing he remembered of that day. He couldn't remember saying goodbye to you or how he got home. His memories started again with him being home, Laura and Cora were laughing and his mother got closer with a smile and a question: "Everything ok? You seem distracted"

And he had lied to her.

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So, are you Team Peter or Team Derek?

#teen wolf #fanfiction #young derek hale #derek hale x reader #darek hale #young peter Hale #peter hale x you #imagine peter hale #peter hale x reader #peter hale x y/n #derek hale x y/n #derek hale x you #imagine teen wolf

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venom-system · 3 years

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i have some questions about being a system, no pressure tho you don't have to respond

Can most alters be nonhuman?

can nonhuman alters who's bodies normally doesn't look human be able to function in the society? ( ex.: talking, typing on the phone etc)

Are nonhuman alters able to learn how to function in the society (ex. talking, typing on the phone etc)

how do I know if it's an alter and not a kin?

1. Of course they can. You can have only nonhuman alters, only fictives, only littles and it's 100% valid.

To be a valid DID/OSDD system you have to be traumagenic, have at least 1 alter (=you+ someone), have amnesia (or emotional amnesia for OSDD-1B).

You don't need a headspace, less than X alters or whatever is popular. Every system is unique and was created to help you.

2. It depends of alter. I'm a nonhuman alter/ snake hybrid and I type well (in my humble opinion lol).

I had a problem and still have with society but it's more because of my role and character than because of who I am.

I'm ex-persecutor.

You just have to remember that alters can change. Just because someone can't function properly one day doesn't mean it will stay like this forever. You can learn from this alter and alter can learn from you. And please, give him/her/them a chance to be better ( and remember- one day they saved your ass)

3. Well, I think I aswered this question above.

4. The best way is to educate yourself.

I can't tell you how you should feel about yourself because I don't know the answer. I can only suggest you to visit a psychologist.

thankssss for your question

- Aiden/ Blanca

#osdd1b #osdd support #osdd #osdd community #other specified dissociative disorder #dissociativeidentitydisorder #dissociative disorder #dissociative identity disorder #actually did #did #did ask #osdd system #did system #did support #system #aiden/blanca

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yourshepburn · 2 years

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FAKE IT UNTIL U MAKE IT!

Ok, so literally everyone heard that phrase b4 right? But HOW do you do that? it's actually SO simple, here, let me help you:

-Step one is: take inspiration. no, no, im not saying that you should go to pinterest right away, we will go on it later. look around, im sure there is someone in your life, either a relative, a best friend or just someone you know not that well, that has the "thing" you are craving. It can be confidance, looks, lifestyle, relationship.... know someone like this? ok now imitate them.

No not like every single thing this person does, not at all, please have your on personality. what im saying is: see the thing they have, the thing you want. study it. Im gonna make myself as an example: i wanted confidence. i wanted to have the confidence to talk to anyone, to answer questions, to dress the way that i wanted.... And one of my best friends is just like that. So, what did i do, you may ask? I studied her. How she was never afraid to speak her mind, how she was outgoing, extrovertive, talked to absolutely anyone...

All I had to do was little by little incorporate this traits into my day to day. Now, I aswer sooo many of my teacher's questions, i dress however i want, im never ever ever get embarresed about anything i do, i see myself as the most confident person ever.

-Step two: RELAX, it takes time. it's so easy for people to get frustrated whey they are not seeing results right away... well duh, you are not gonna until you REALLY step out of your confort zone. when you do that, it is going to take time to this "new habit" truly becomes a part of your life. Dont stress about it, do your best.

-Step three: BELIEVE. It's like manifestation. When i was 12, for example, i hated myself. i was so overwheight, my eating habits were so unhealthy, i didn't know how to take care of me, my nails, my hair, my face... A MESS. One day i got so fed up with all the self hatred i had, and i decided that I was the most beautiful girl that had ever existed. At that time, that was far from the truth, and im no ariana grande or madison beer, but now, yes i consider myself to be a really beautiful girl. I just kept telling myself all the time how prety, how perfect, how fabulous, how gourgeous i was. And no, i didn't believe in myself at first, but time had gone by and i stardet to believe all of this things i was telling myself, this affirmations.

Now im in a point of my life where i have everything i want, because i fake it until i make it. and so can you. xoxo

#stepbystep #manifestation #girlblogging #affirmations #energy #health #beauty #confidence #how to manifest

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stargaze-issei · 4 years

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ᴅᴀʏ 3; ғᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ sᴛᴏʀʏ

-> kageyama tobio

𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭; kageyama finds comfort through middle school in his teammate's little sister, kunimi y/n. (ficlet/scenario)

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬; mentions of bullying.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭; 1.6k

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞; fluff.

since you were little, akira was always there. mom and dad had jobs, which meant they were away from dusk till dawn. your brother walked you to school, picked you up, made dinner every day until you were big enough to help him. he hated doing those stuff, if he could've been lazy, he would've, but his responsibility to you was bigger. as you grew up, the one year difference started to become less and less noticable, then it wasn't him getting up earlier to make breakfast, it was you waking him up or he'd be late for school. you started to realize that your brother wasn't the knight in shining armor you thought he was, he was a normal school boy, not that it was a bad thing, but to wake up from your childish world was certainly a bummer. when akira got into middle school, he chose the one closer to your elementary school. to your surprise, a certain club activity had caught his eye, which lead to you waiting on the bleachers most days, refusing to go home alone. you liked spending time with him.

soon, you started taking part in their trainings, picking up balls, delivering water, learning everything from watching. the coach had took you in as an apprentice, much to akira's surprise. once you got to middle school, you were officially the team's manager. all akira's friends, if you could call them that, were your friends too. except for one. the wonder setter, kageyama tobio, avoided conversation with you at all costs, even if you wanted to give him some advice on their plays, or hand him a towel after practice. your brother didn't bothered with those small things, but it was exasperating to you.

"do you know if kageyama-kun has problems at home?" kindaichi had accompanied the kunimi siblings on their way home, with the excuse of having a project to do with akira. you, right between of them, gained weird looks from both.

"i don't think so" aswered kindaichi, kunimi couldn't care less about his troubles at home, instead, he caught on a detail.

"since when he's kageyama-kun?"

"he has always been kageyama-kun"

"no, only coach calls him that" to your silence, he scrunched his nose in a a disgusted mock "maybe that's why he doesn't like you"

"he doesn't like me!?" the two boys laughed at your reaction, there were few people allowed to hear akira's laugh, both you and kindaichi were glad to be one of them.

that conversation stuck in your brain through the day, and the one after, even at practice. you never gave it much thought to it, but now you realized how everyone showed kageyama a funny amount of respect, your classmates on the very edge of calling him '-sama'. if that is what he's used to, no wonder he didn't like you. your mind had gone through a complete rollercoaster, triggered by coach asking you to deliver a few papers to your upperclassman. when you finally divised him, sitting alone in his homeroom, you gulped nervously.

"um, hey, uh, coach asked me to give you this, so, there it is... kageyama-san" be aware, kageyama instantly knew something was bothering you. despite his dark aura, you always treated him like an equal, not being affraid of talking to him or call him less formal honorifics. he liked that, a lot. you, in your own way, made him feel normal.

as you handed him the papers with new game strategies, your eyes met his. your whole body paralyzed, being unable to let go of the pieces both of you were grabbing.

"don't call me that" his mouth spoke by itself, followed by a subtle blush on his cheeks.

"what?" now you were flustered, and your unconscious aggressive response made kageyama feel more nervous than he already was.

"well, y-you used to call me, uh, kageyama-kun, and n–"

"oh! i thought– nevermind, it's not important, kageyama-kun".

tobio had to pinch his arm to erase the smile on his face the rest of the day.

*.✧☆ﾟ.*･｡✧*⊰⊹ฺ

the team had grown apart, everyone could see that. more than once you argued with the coach, who stated that as long as they won, nothing else mattered. you disagreed. akira usually spoke with kindaichi about how tired they were of keeping up with "the king in the court", how they called kageyama, sicked by his selfish way of playing. they weren't wrong, kageyama lived up to his reputation, but nobody tried to help him either.

"he's fourteen! he needs help and you should give it to him! stop being a lousy coach and do something! you were there for oikawa senpai, be there for kageyama!" the coach was fond of you, but he was done with your constant yelling and reprimanding.

"if you don't like how i do things, you're welcome to leave" and you did. you left the team you loved as a family, shoving the feeling of impotence down your throat.

that was nothing compared to your fight with your brother hours after coach gave them the news, one of the few times he actually worried and got involved in your doings.

"the only way for you to go to aoba jōsai is through a scholarship! a scholarship which coach decides who recommend or not!" your house was filled with screams, an unusual situation in the kunimi household.

"i can't stand by when you're basically bullying kageyama and coach lets you!"

"stop being dumb and don't risk your future because of that jerk!"

"you're more of a jerk than he is, akira!"

it ended with you ignoring your brother for almost a week, and he doing the same. if there was one thing he was, besides lazy, was prideful. and you weren't behind in that topic.

kageyama, who had a habit of watching you through the day, could see that too. it was none of his business, he knew that, but you seemed so upset...

"hey, uh, kunimi-chan" he sat beside you during lunch break, he was aware that you had lunch in the yard and not in the cafeteria, looking for a quieter place.

"call me y/n, please" despite being angry at the world, you did your best to treat him nicely. he needed someone nice in his life.

"y/n" he muttered, more to himself than to you "i'm, i noticed that... you're upset, i wanted to make sure you are okay" he was so innocently sweet, you thought, you couldn't escape a smile.

"it's been a rough week" you answered, not wanting to say why you fought coach and akira.

"i know a thing or two about rough weeks" so it did bother him what his teammates were doing. a small feeling of relief went through your body, you weren't fighting a lost cause. both stayed silence for a few minutes, before you spoke.

"i'm sorry" he looked at you, confused "for akira and kindaichi". out of nowhere, he laughed, and your heart skipped a beat.

"you don't have to apologize for what your brother does, it's not your fault he's not good enough to keep up with me". there it was, the usual kageyama. despite of the sour flavor of hearing someone talk down on your idiot brother, you giggled, his honesty was quite entertaining.

"i meant... nothing, it's fine" that was the longest conversation kageyama had had with anyone outside of the court in a long time "i have to go" it was true, you were meeting a teacher for extra credit, he looked at you walking away, and blushed when you turned around catching him. "thanks for caring" and with that, you left.

he didn't know what it meant the marathon his heart was running, or his sweaty hands, or that smile glued on his face. he hoped it was something good.

*.✧☆ﾟ.*･｡✧*⊰⊹ฺ

the third years were finally graduating, yūtarō couldn't shut up about it. akira was kind enough, a rare act on your brother, to let him talk all he wanted. last day of school, but kageyama was nowhere around, making hard your wish to congratulate him. looking through the hallways on every floor, you heard a conversation between two girls.

"what is the volleyball team going to do without their stars now?" one teased.

"don't be silly, after their last game, i doubt they can play together anymore" you knew they lost their last game, but akira said it was nothing. curiosity burning in your lungs, you had to ask the girls what they were talking about. "the spikers left the setter by himself, the wouldn't hit any ball, like, on purpose".

oh you were going to kill akira, he had gone to far. but most importantly, you had to find kageyama. thirty minutes later, you found him sitting in a stair just as the last bell rang. he was officially a high schooler now. to see him, sitting alone, hoping anybody would find him, broke your heart into tiny pieces.

"congratulations, kageyama senpai" you spoke taking a place by his side. he wasn't his usual self with you.

"you don't have to" he was sulking hard.

"but i want to" his eyes opened wide when your two arms wrapped his shoulders into a warm hug. no one outside his family ever hug him. he stayed there, enjoying the closeness while trying to avoid the fact that a girl, no, you were hugging him. "what highschool are you going?" kageyama's hope went too far up, hoping to see you at his new highschool someday.

"karasuno".

"i guess i'll see you there, then".

⌙𝟐𝟎𝟎 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 🥳

#kageyama tobio #kageyama x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu kageyama #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu x reader #kageyama fluff #kageyama tobio x reader #kageyama imagines #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu fluff #haikyuucreations #– star's; originals! [❀]

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ragrottend0ll · 4 years

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School crush (Vinira fic)

(English is not my first language so I apologized if something doesn’t make sense. I tried not to but mistakes happend; me, for example)

Chapter two:

It was lunch time at Hexside. All, or at least a good part of the students were having fun talking with their firends and eating their meals.

Emira was doing none of it.

Sitting in the cafetria’s table with her brother and a few other kids that she was forced to hang around with, Emira was in silence just looking at nothing.

‘‘Hey, Em, you good?’‘ Edric asked.

‘‘Perfectly.’‘

‘‘Well, you don’t look perfectly’‘. Odolette said. If Emira had to be honest with herself, she would said that Odolette was her very best friend. Not that she will ever say it aloud.

And actually, all Emira’s forced friends weren’t all bad. If you ignore Mungo, the rest were pretty good.

‘‘So, are you gonna tell us what’s wrong?’‘ Clovis asked with a lot of pudin everywhere but his mouth.

‘‘No and clean yourself’‘. Emira answered. Then, she started to look away at the same direction.

Sorcha, who was at Clovis’ left, took a napkin and cleaned his face.

Emira was looking at the double-track kid’s table with her peripheral sight. Emira wasn’t dumb. As much as she would like to see Viney laughing at something her friends said, she couldn’t. In one hand someone could notice, in the other hand that someone could be her friends, and in the third hand (the worst one) Viney could notice.

‘‘Oh!’’ Clovis exclaimed ‘‘I see what’s happening now’‘

‘‘What?’‘ Odolette asked after a few seconds of silence.

‘‘Is my imagination or our dearest Emira is looking intensely at that up-grade hot boy over there?’’ Clovis asked.

‘‘What?’‘ the whole table, Emira included, asked.

Odolette look at the direction Emira’s eyes were supposedly looking at, Emira did too, just to find a good-looking schoolmate that Emira haven’t met yet, his face was familiar, tho. Probably she have seen him around the school in all these years.

Yes, he was handsome, Emira and everyone with one eye on their face could tell, but there was one little problem. The guy was a he. And she was a lesbian.

‘‘OH TITAN!’‘ Odolette began ‘‘YOU LIKE-’‘

‘‘Shut. Up.’‘ Emira interrupted by putting her hand in Odolette’s mouth to stoped her before someone could hear. ‘’And before anyone say anything, no, I don’t like him.’’

‘‘So, why were you starring with those heart-shaped eyes?’‘ Sorcha asked with exxageration in her voice.

‘‘I didn’t made heart-shaped eyes.’‘

‘‘Sure you didn’t’‘ Clovis said, sarchastically.

‘‘I’m serious. I don’t know what you are talking about.’‘

‘‘Oh, Em! Having a crush isn’t bad.’‘ Odolette began ‘‘Honestly, I don’t know him, but I could sit with them and ask his name or even settle a date this week.’‘

‘‘But what if he says no?’‘Sorcha asked, ignoring completely the annoying and dumbfounded face Emira had.

‘‘As if someone would say no to a Blight.’‘ Clovis answered the question. ‘‘So anyway, Edric,’’ he change the subject ‘‘as Emira is obviously lying,’’

‘‘No, I’m not!’‘ Emira yelled.

‘‘what do you think? Ready to become a protective jelaous older brother?’’

‘‘Nah, Em can do whatever she pleases to. In first place she’ll have to actually talk to-’‘

‘‘Wait! Emira is actually in love?!’’ Sorcha exclaimed. The three friend were just joking and teasing, but now that Edric have sincerely accepted that Emira in fact was crushing that boy, things wouldn’t stop soon.

‘‘Sorry.’’ Edric whisper to his sister once Em started to look at him angry.

Emira sighted. She wasn’t mad at Edric but she sure was mad at Sorcha, Clovis and Odolette.

‘‘Well’‘ Emira thought ‘‘At least Mungo is not here.’‘

And, as the universe and the Titan loves her so much, Mungo appear just behind her and Edric.

‘‘What are we talking about?’‘

The atmosphere changed. No one liked Mungo.

He was part of a wealthy family, as the rest of the twins’ group of friends, but with the sly diference that he did really believed all the bullshit his parents talked about.

Sure, they were all little rich babies, but that didn’t mean that they shared all their belives with their parents. Except Mungo, of course.

And besides that, he is jus simply... Annoying. Always trying to appear the greatest among the greats, when he was defenitely not.

All in the group officially stoped liking him when they were nine years old and had told all their parents that they stealed some some sweet fruits from the kitchen in one of the thousand parties they were all together.

Reth was simply a boot-licker.

That’s not bad, the own Emira has to be one when her mother is involved. It’s a technique to survive, but she learned when and to who be one. And to always back-up your friends.

Mungo prefers praise above anything.

That’s why not even them, who are suppose to be his friends, like him.

‘’Nothing at all’’ Edric aswered.

When Mungo appear all their conversations had to change, at least when it were problematic.

Wich was most of the time.

Before Mungo could ask again Odolette asked: ‘‘What where you doing?.’’ And Mungo didn’t hesitated before start talking about how he is so great that his healing teacher asked him help with something Emira didn’t care to listen.

‘‘So, due to those important and urgent business meetings, my parents will not be able to come to the open doors day.’’ Emira catch Mungo said after a few minutes of dozed out.

‘‘What open doors day?’’ Edric asked while chewing the last slice of his lunch.

‘‘Principal Bump haven’t give the announcement in the illusion track?’’ Sorcha asked.

Em and Ed axchanged looks.

They both skipped those first classes.

‘‘No, he hasn’t.’’ they said at the same time. Normally they wouldn’t care to their friends to know that, but Mungo was there too. And that brat could make someway to let their parents know.

‘‘No matter how many times they’ve done that, it still gives me chills’’ Clovis said reffering to the perfect sync the Blight twins had.

‘‘Agree’’ Sorcha and Odolette said. Mungo didn’t, but it was obvious that everyone freaks out when they do things like that, especially with gestures.

‘‘So, back to the topic,’’ Em interrupted “What was that opend doors thing again?”

“Well, principal Bump announced that, to show some parents improvment, instalations, and much more shit, basically is inviting the tutors to come the next week friday and spend a day here.” Sorcha explained. “He’s even gonna let us go earlier and the ones that can’t get their parents to come, must deliver a letter sign by your tutor and can take the day free.”

“So, besides from Mungo, does anyone’s parents love you enough to spend the day here?” Clovis asked. Before Mungo could object something, Luz, The Human, came in the cafeteria running and screaming while a giant, wild and mounstrious weird-looking abomination was chasing after her.

And just a few seconds later, Luz’s friends came in too. Willow, Amity and the little ilussion’s track boy that Emira never learned his name before.

After a little of battle, screams and some help from a pair of other students, they could stoped the monster in a few minutes.

When his children asked him if he could come to the open doors day, he couldn’t say no.

He was tempted. But he didn’t.

The mountain of paperwork will have to wait.

The four Blights get in the chariot and soon, they were flying their way to school. Normally they would go walking, but Alador preffered to not.

“Dad” Amity called “, before you get in the school there are a couple of things you should know”.

“Oh, I almost forgot, thanks, Mittens.” Edric said. Amity didn’t even scolded him because of the nickname. She give up some time ago.

“What kind of things?”

“Well...”Amity began.

“Wait, first of all you have to promised us that nothing will reach mom’s ears.”

“Or the emperors ears.” Completed Emira. Alador nodded in agreement, but still aware.

“Does the emperor even have ears?” Edric asked.

“Mmmh... No idea...”

“Guys!” Amity called. “Focus.”

“The thing is,” Amity tried to explain again. It was more difficult that it seemed to “There might be a couple of things that... well...”

“Are illegal” Edric said.

“Edric!” both sisters yelled.

“It’s the truth!”

“But there are ways to say the things!”

“So, Hexside really has illegal things?” Alador asked. He was surprised but his face was looking as calm as always.

For some reason that didn’t surprised him as much as he suspect it would.

“Yeah... So, first thing: There’s a human studying there.”

Ok, Alador did not see that coming.

“That human’s mentor is The Owl Lady.”

Oh, great.

“And the school also have double-track students.”

“Let me guess”. Alador sight. “The human?”

Edric snorted. “Pfft! Of course not, dad!”

“The human is the only all-tracks kid” Emira explained rapidly. “The double-track students are witches. And one of those is my crush”.

Titan, have mercy of them.

Alador Blight have been walking with his children for all around the school. The plan was that the first hours he would spend it with Amity.

Those were pleasant. Alador was too in the abomination track when he was a schooler.

Ah, the good old days when the only things that matter were the grades. He did enjoyed his childhood and his teenage.

Alador didn’t had a lot of friends, but sure he had good ones. His family wasn’t rich or famous, but he lived well and happy with the few luxuries he could have.

In his last school year he formally started a relationship with Odalia and married some years after. The twins born and, in two more years, his little Amity did too.

Alador was in his way to meet Edric and Emira. Amity kinda ditched him when this girl appear. For the colorful uniform Alador guessed that she was the all-track, human, the owl lady’s apprentice. So Alador didn’t said anything and just let Amity enjoy herself.

In his way to the illusion track, Alador saw Bump with the owl lady. The woman was laughing while Bump had a tired expression in his face.

“Dad, I thought you would be spending time with Amity” Edric said when they meet on the halls.

“Well, she preferred to spend time with her friends”.

“Amity has friends?” Emira joked.

“Don’t bother your sister”. Alador said, but before one of the twins could say anything a teacher interrumpted:

“Mr. Blight, what an honor! Hope you are enjoying yourself”.

“I am, is always a delight to spend time with my children”. Alador turn to look Edric and Emira, that where behind him.

“Ed, Em, good morning”. The teacher saluted, with a big, hypocrit smile on his face. “I don’t think I saw you in class the last wenesday”.

‘damm gossipy teacher’. Both twins thought.

Their history teacher was mad with them. He would always give them extra homeworks and tried to put a lot of tricks in their quizzes just to make them fail. They hated to fail.

Failure was never an option.

So, they started to have a war with him.

Who would get mad or insane first?

Most of time, the teacher did.

In this war everything was posible. One time, Edric and Emira even went to his house, in the middle of the night, to set their biggest prank ever. La créme de la créme.

Let’s just say that, their dear proffesor didn’t went to school for two weeks.

And when he returned, his skin was covered by rash. And his voice was more pitched than a little three year old girl. Oh! And he stinked like rotten meat, too!

The twins didn’t remembered why this whole little war began. The only thing they knew was that no one, besides the them, could knew. The three woud get in trouble, with either principal Bump and Odalia Blight. None wanted that.

Alador raised an eyebrow, curious.

“Of couse we where there, tacher, we woud never do something as skip classes”. Edric began.

Alador raised more his eyebrow. Of course his twins ould skip classes. They’ve been grounded too many times for it.

“Yeah, I mean, we are Blights, any behavior below perfection just doesn't exist”. Emira put emphasis in the Blight part. A casual reminder os status, as her mother says.

“Oh, yes. I think I forgot. So, how’s your proyect going?”

“Dad, I wanna show you something”. Emira called, while grapping her hand in her father’s arm and tooked him far away from the teacher while Edric keep distracting him.

“Care to explain?” Alador asked as Emira pulled him away from that hall.

“Nah, I’m fine”.

Father and daughter walked some more steps until Emira abruptely stoped and stared there for a few seconds while her face turned a little red.

“Is something wrong?” Alador asked. The hallway didn’t seem to have anything out of normal. Just some teachers, students and, because of the special ocassion, some parents, too.

“Oh, no no. Just, let’s get somewhere else and-”

“Hey, Em!” A voice called.

And with that, Emira’s face got even redder.

Not as much as Amity’s angry face, but sure it was something.

“Ahahha, hiii Viney” Emira said, weirdly, as she walk up the hall to get close to the girl.

Alador, watching from the distance, scanned the girl.

Brown hair, double colored uniform and a familiar green eyes. She was way shorter than Emira (and probably the rest of her classmates), but seemed stronger.

“I thought you won’t be comming today”. The Viney girl said.

“Uhm, yeah, my, uh, dad is here... today”. And then Emira pointed in the direction Alador was.

“Should I go and say hi?” Viney asked Emira.

“No, you shouldn’t!”

Viney tilted her head.

Alador chuckled a little. He knew very well how the blush mess™ works. Alador thought that perhaps he should apologize to his daughter for inheriting that trait.

“I- I mean, sure you could but I don’t see why would you liked to do something like, meet my dad, pfft”. Emira was nervous, ok?

Alador from the other side of the hall, listening the best he could to the conversation and trying his best to not laught, waved a little his hand to Viney, wich she responded.

“Anyway,” Em tried to change the subject. “Did your dad is here or...?”

“Yeah, actually, and if none of my siblings took him away, he should be... there!”. Viney pointed to a man talking to the healing track teacher. He was back on his back, so Emira couldn’t see his face but sure Viney’s dad was tall and buff and seemed like Viney inherited her brown hair from her dad, but, as Emira noted, her skin color should be from her mother’s side. Viney’s dad skin was tanned.

“Miss Tamer have done an excellent work. I’m glad she was able to come back to classes”. The teacher congratulated, as Emira could hear.

‘Of course Viney did excellent’, Emira thought. ‘She’s top student in both beast-keeping and healing. A complete cute nerd’.

“Well, thank you miss Alawdi”. Viney’s dad said. His voice was deep but friendly and he was notably happy about the teacher's comment.

“Oh no, you should thank Viney. She’s the one who put the dedication. And as much as I would like to keep talking about such a great student, I have to give more feedbacks to some parents. Good morning, Mr. Tamer”. Alador couldn’t stop himself from remembering the name Tamer. He had known someone with that same surname.

And with that the teacher moved to talk to another of her students’ parents. It seemed more like scolding than feedbacking.

Viney’s dad turned around and looked for his daugher, that was still by Emira’s side.

“Dada,” Viney called her dad while he was walking to them. “She’s Emira, the friend I talked you about”.

‘She told her dad about me!’ Emira thought ignoring completely the friend word.

“H-hello mister, uhm, mister Tamer, sir” Emira talked first.

‘I really need to apologized for the blush mess thing’ Alador thought watching all the scene from the distance. Because of the perspective he couldn’t see neither of the Tamer’s faces, but Emira’s one was straight on his view.

Alador noted that Emira’s left hand was hide on her back and was pulling her braid a little.

That was for sure a little tick that Odalia had too. Except that his wife pulled her dress skirt or shirt. Not her hair.

“... Yes, my dad’s over there”. Alador heard Emira said. He dozed out a little while remembering where his old locker was.

He looked to the only group of people, at this point, and he-

OH TITAN NO!

This isn’t happening.

What were the probabilities? One in a million?

But of couse he had to have the one...

Because, Titan, Gradyel Fortis was, after all this years, in front of him.

His last named changed, probably because, as he was seeing, Gradyel had a daugher, wich means that he is married. But, Alador could never mistake him, because Gradyel Fortis was his very best friend more than a decade ago.

Suddenly the shortest girl’s green eyes made a lot of sense. ‘It is her mother’s same green eyes’ Alador thought.

“Alador? Is that you?” Gradyel called.

“You know eachother?” Viney asked her dad. with a vissibly confused Emira beside her.

Alador walked to the group, feeling how his cheeks burned, just a little, nothing too obvious.

“That if we know eachother? We used to be best friends, and neighbors”. Gradyel explained to the girls.

“Really?” This time Emira asked to her dad. Her curiosity overlapping her nervousness.

“Yes, we used to hang out a few years ago”. Alador finally said.

“Few years? You mean few decades” Gradyel was laughing at this point and give Alador a pat on his back. Gradyel didn’t measure his strength, because of that Alador to choked a little.

He didn’t mind, after all, Gradyel Fortis never learned how to control his strenght, really.

He changed a lot, just like Alador did. But his essence was still the same.

The same Gradyel Fortis that he spended chatting in classes with.

The same Gradyel Fortis that he helped to cheat on a test.

The same Gradyel Fortis that tried to bake a cake for his birthday (and failed).

The same Gradyel Fortis that he helped to confess the girl he liked.

The same Gradyel Fortis that was Alador’s crush for almost four years.

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