#plus my sleep schedule has been a mess since I started working here

[soapdispensersalesman]

Working at all these overly social jobs just for the brief human connection by the end of it

[babyyweebbitch]

Can i request Vi (Arcane) x overworked female reader?

I go to two schools (one is a music school)

Both schools give a huge amount of homework, the piano teacher is very demanding, I have a piano exam soon (which I don't know if I'll take because I can't remember so many given musical notes) and I also have my high school. I think I'll drop out of one of the schools for my own sanity.

I’m a crying, stressed out and simply tired mess and i feel like i’m losing control. The worst feeling ever🥲

Hug me please 😫

omg baby i’m so sorry! :( that’s a shit ton of stress and honestly i feel u with the stress! im currently very stressed out too and i hope things get better for u :) HERES A HUG

content warning : female reader , crying , stress

you were a collage student, currently in your second year of collage plus you also had a good paying job you worked at after school. the schedule was you go to school and mid day you left to go to work. that’s how it’s been since you got this job three years ago. recently there was an exam happening and you had to study during your breaks at work.

you recently got a new boss who has been an absolute asshole to you and a few other people and they’ve been working you like a dog. they changed your hours so you had to go home later leaving you barely any time to study and sleep. now your schedule was all fucked up… Vi noticed and has tried to help you but you always say you got it and that you didn’t need any help. she didn’t buy it honestly

it was getting closer and closer to exams and everything was getting to be too much. during one of your days off from work you studied all morning and part of the afternoon at your desk in yours and Vi’s shared room. she was sitting on the bed with her headphones in scrolling through social media. your phone vibrated and you glanced at it… it was your boss

‘i need you to come in for work today, in about 20 minutes please’ the text read. you don’t know why but reading that made you tear up, you started crying… no, sobbing. you placed your head on your desk and sobbed. vi moved her phone a bit to check on you and saw you sobbing at your desk. she immediately jumped up

“baby?! baby, what’s wrong?!” she asked, going over to you. she rubbed your back and you reached over to hug her, very tightly and just cried into her shoulder. she rubbed you back and she picked you up, carrying you to the bed “cupcake…”

“t…this is too much! vi…. i ca…i cant!” you said through cries. you gripped onto her shirt, she sushed you and held onto you

“i know…. i know — it’s alot…” she said in a soft voice, holding you until you were calmed down. after you calmed down you sat up and looked around “why don’t you take a b—“

“i gotta go to work! fuck!” you said, trying to stand up to get ready but she grabbed your arm. you looked at her and she tilted her head to the side. without saying a word you knew what she was trying to say “Vi i can’t”

“please…. you have too, it’s not good on your body”

“they will fire me…”

“fuck ‘em…. baby, if you take on anymore stress it will cause damage to your body. you’re already getting headaches and i can tell your hands are sore”

“how did you know about the headaches…”

“i saw the three bottles of Tylenol in the garbage when i went to take it out this morning”

you sighed and sat back down on the bed. you looked down

“and taking that much is gonna fuck up your body too”

“what do i tell them…”

“quit… find a new job — i’ll start charging more for my fights until you’re done for the summer”

“but the apartment…”

“we both have enough money to pay for it, plus the fights — i get alot for them. baby we will be fine for a few months” she said “i’ll even text ‘em for you!” she said, going to get your phone and unlocking it. she started typing away at your phone and you realised you’re trusting Vi to text your soon to be ex-boss

“please don’t be mean…”

she paused for a second…. then you heard her erasing the message

“Vi!”

“what?! you’re trusting me to do this for you!” she said in a joking tone. you laughed before snatching the phone from her and typing away. she placed her head on your shoulder to see what you were typing as you did. once you were done you placed your phone down and vi smiled. she stood up and started to get you clean clothes and went to the bathroom. you got up to follow her and see what she was doing — especially with your clothes

“whatcha doing?”

“starting a bath — for you! you deserve it” she said, starting to run a bath for you. she did everything the way you liked it and was surprised she got everything right, she’s only ever watched you do it so she decided to try. she helped you undress and get into the bath. she started helping you get clean and she hummed as she did.

the entire time you didn’t talk but the silence between you two was very calming to the both of you.

this isn’t the best but i hope u like it :)

[maycat-19-142]

Shoto todoroki x reader license exam

A/n: enjoy

⚠️: fem reader, fighting, your hand getting held randomly, kissing, you calling him sho, and spoilers. Let me know if I missed anything

Quirk- magic-you can do anything that scarlet witch can

Non of the characters or quotes are mine they belong to the original creator that said don't steal my work ©️Maycat-19-142 2023

Part1/part2/part3/part4

You got off the bus to see a lot of other schools. You walked with you friend mina and momo. Mineta was freaking out as you stood in front of the bus. Todoroki got off before you so yiu walked over to him while kina walked to jiro.

"If you can get your licenses you will become chick in the hero world." Aizawa said calmly as you nodded. I can't wait to be hero chicken" kaminari said happily. "Let's do the usual you guys" Kirishima said pumping his fist in the air.

A boy around your age with a head one walk up behind him and yelled "plus ultra"

You turn your head more to see 2 more students in the same uniform. "It is not good to jump in to other people's huddle inasa." The first boy said "I'm sorry" he proceeded to slam his head im the group, making you jump a bit back.

"Who is this" kaminari asked

"Hey there from the famous school on the other side of Japan" Kirishima said

"UA in the wast shiketsu in the east" you and bakugou's said. Deku looked shocked to see the other school students. "I love UA high" inasa said "he had the highest scores in the recommendation category but he turned down UA for shiketsu" aizawa said

"He is our age" deku asked in shock again as he looked over to todoroki who was looking calmly at the boy. You thought to yourself "he got the top spot so he's better than shoto. Wow"

The class walked away as you heard a female voice say "eraser I'd know that scowl anywhere, I saw you on TV at the sports fest but it has been a while since we were this close" a woman with green hair said

"She looks familiar" deku said to himself.

"Let's get married" the woman said. Aizawa just reply with a flat "no"

"Haha you're a real laugh riot buddy" she laughed as aizawa and your class just stared at her. "Stop joke" aizawa said

"Thats ms.joke" you said

"Her quirk is outburst which makes people laugh" deku said quietly

"Come on if I was your wife you would have a life of constant laughter" joke said happily

"That is a nightmare" aizawa said

"Yall are close" tyu said

"As young heroes we had a shared love that bloom" she said love sickly

"Nope" aizawa said

"You're my favorite person to tease future husband" joke said

"So joke if you hear" aizawa started

"Yup my class is here" she said "this is UA guys"

A group of older students walked over and some looked shock and others looked tired. "2nd years" joke said "this is class 2"

A boy with fluffy black hair walk up to you and deku and grabbed your hands "hi I'm yo shindo I'm a big fan" you pulled you hands back and wiped them on your uniform and you took todoroki hand instead. The boy just started to talk to deku while yiu and todoroki just stood together while holding hands.

Till and girl with blond hair came up to todoroki and ask for an autograph "you were so cool at the sports festival." She said. Todoroki like looked confused

"Get your costumes and head to orientation." Aizawa said as you picked up your costumes box and started to walk with shoto. Yiu got changed and walk on to the main room. Your costumes was a black body suit with knee lingth shorts and a [favorite color] trench coat with cut outs of leather and lace on the sleeve. You have a pair of white boot and finally and gray and white chunky belt.

"Ok let's get started I'm from rh public safety commission names mara" mara said "my sleep schedule is messed up and I haven't slept in a while. With that I'll begin orientation. 1450 people compete in a free for all exercises or whatever. Since stan was brought in many have lost faith in heros. But when yiu think about it if your going to rick your life you should get payed right. That they way the world works God i could use a coffee anyway we have to many hero in the streets to keep villains at bay. Honestly how long it takes from start to end it so short so yiu will be in a mess. The slowest will fail that is what you will do today the first 100 with pass

"I thought the pass rate was half not less than 10%" momo said confused

"I'm getting nervous" you and jiro said together.

"Well the world is pretty crappy" said mara "I think I should say good luck so basic rules and examine with have 3 targets on the body and the targets with light went his with a orange ball. You must hit 2 peoples targets and if 2 are lit up and you hit it you will get the point."

The room just started to open the ceiling fell to the ground and so did the walls they opened like a box. "Wow" you said looking around the arena

"Do you best or not what ever" mara said

You got your targets and put them on your belt, stomach, and sternum. You got the ok to run out so you ran with tyu and momo while todoroki went on his own. You chose to work with the rest of your class but you stayed close to jiro and tyu. "Every one know our powers" deku said

"The sports fest" you said and slapped your self in the face as you ran with your class. Then the test started with the sound of a horn.

You saw many schools incircle your class. You recognize the boy and girl of class 2 along with there class mates. They started to thought the orange balls at you and your class. You made sheld around your self and a few members of your class. Yiu look up to see dkeu doing is move "full cowling"

You and your classmates protected your self as the test started. A boy with ue skin made 2 balls rock hard then he passed them to a boy with black long hair. He sent them underground to hit your class.

Jiro made a heart beat distortion wave b with her speakers. It broke the ground. The balls almost got mineta but mina blocked them with "acid vale". Yiu saw tokoyami almost hit the girl from earlier but she sucked in on herself like a turtle. You covered 3 balls in energy and thought then at a boy with red hair from class 2 they hit his's targets and got him out. 1 out 1 to go.

The boy from class 2 named shindo made the ground violently shake causing your class to be broken up to to meny groups. You ended up with momo, tyu, jiro, and shoji. You all walked around trying to find people to target and shelter from being targets.

You ended up in a office building that was empty or so you thought. "56 people have passed" you heard over the intercom.

"Any luck shoji" tyu asked as he listened around the office building. Yiu looked over to jiro who was listening in the office building as well. "It no use shoji" said "I can't see of her anyone from our class did you hear that less than half the spots are open."

"Yes I hope our classmates pass" momo said and you nodded in agreement. "I can't feel any present on the floor" you say feeling for minds around you. "Shhh" jiro said "I hear four people coming up the stairs"

"Are they planning on attacking us" shoij asked juro shrugged in response "I wonder why there are just 4" tyu asked.

"All the other schools are larger group than that" momo said "they are not stopping on the the other floors" said jiro

Then she jumped back holding her ears as the room was blasted with loud music. Shoji put his ear to the wall and said "it's not bad for be but the shock for jiro was probably bad"

Jiro was in momo lap as momo trying to help her stand up from the shock. "They must know her quirk" you said "this is a planned attack"

You then saw something hit the windows so you made a sheld over the windows. "They are trying to trap us" momo said "then attack as a group" tyu said. "Yes they are already probably closed to us."

Jiro got up to attack the door but something hit with windows and broke your shield and hit jiro's ear and amp. "Does it feel cold to you " shoij asked "yup" you and momo said. They were closing the windows and they locked the doors. Tyu fell over but shoij stopped he fall. "She is going in to hibernation" you said. As momo made a blanket to keep her warm

You lower your self down to your knees to make your self smaller to help with keeping in heat. You watched momo as she thought about what she should do. "Why aren't making anything" jiro asked

Momo said calmly "they want me to to use my quirk till I'm not able to move. They lowered the air to take out tyu, and to district [lastname] from her quirk, the window had been covered to stop shoji and jiro's ear is hurt." She said

"If we stay we will get taken out" jiro said as momo kept thinking "everyone hold on i bit longer." Momo said as he opened her dress to make headphones. To took a pair an put a pair on your self and a pair on tyu.

Momo then stated to make a large amp for jiro to use her good ear to shock them "this is shaking me up" you said as you held to the headphones on your head.

You opened the door and saw many girls on the floor. Then momo was dragged in the room with a woman from the group. You forced the door open and tyu rapped he tongue around the girls hand. " why did yiu come back" the girls said

"Because at UA we protect our friends" you said as the girl gave up and momo hit her targets. You walked over to a spot with a girl and you hit her targets. You had passed round one.

You and your group walked into the zone with the people that passed. You saw todoroki standing on his own and you walked up to him. "Sho you passed" he moved his head and meet you [color eyes] "yes and so did you I'm proud."

"I'm proud of you too" you say as he leans in to kiss you on the lips. It was short and sweet. You shocked he even held your hand earlier because the one PDA you do is in private.

You hear momo call to you for the removal of the targets so you walk away and get them removed. Then you return to todoroki with momo, jiro, tyu, and shoji who was following momo. The 4 of you talked about what was going one during the exam so far. You saw the boy that turned UA down watching you and your class mates. he just looked at you when you made eyes contact. You gave a small amwave buy he ignored you.

After that rest of your class arived yiu at talked about what happened and what you thought was next part was. The kids from shiketsu were walking away after talking about a good school relationship till todoroki said "you with the collar, did I offend you some how" your eye tracked inasa. At least that is what you thought aizawa called him earlier. He turned around and looked at todoroki.

"Oh no I'm sorry did I hurt your feelings, well son of Endeavor I just can't help but hate both of you. You have changed since the first time we met. You have your fathers eyes" inasa said coldly.

You walked over from you conversations with uraraka and put a hand watched todoroki. He had told you above his scars and his father a few weeks ago so this must have hurt him. Rhe tension was so thick you could cut it till one of inasa's upper classman asked "every thing ok" inasa just started to nod

"Todoroki" deku walked up to where you and todoroki were standing but then a girl with blond hair said "see ya" and mineta and Kaminari Started in interrogat deku.

"Shoto are you ok" you asking talking his hands and facing him. Eyes meeting at a common level

"Yes [nickname] I'm ok" he was obviously not but you don't press the issue any more. Then the bell of the next text went off and you got ready to begin. The story was the city was attacked and you had to save people from ruble and get them to a med center.

You ran out to see a destroyed city. You went to a pile of rubble with your classmates and found a boy with some injuries "hi are you ok, what is your name" you asked the boy

"I'm toya" he said "and I have a broken arm" he showed you his arm which looked broken. You picked him and took him to the medical station. When you got there and put him down he yelled "you gotta tell me when you're going to pick me up minus 1 point." "Ok" you said before telling the other students at the station what happened to him and going out back to the rubble to get the next round of people.

You, Mina, tyu, torū, and todoroki went over the the river area to help get people out of the river and rabble around it. You help lift a older woman with your quirk.

Then you saw villains. Not really it was gang orca who was a hero. You put up a shild around you and the people you were rescuing. As you moved them to the medbay. You moved to the medbay and ran back to help. You took a longer bat villain free path to the medbay. As you see villains charging the medbay. You made a sheld over the medbay as you help,ojiro mina,and deku moves people to the new med zone.

You kept moving and tried to ignore the villain and help calm down the little girl in your arms as you ran to the new medbay. Yiu saw todoroki and inasa fighting on the battle feld. To tried to ignore it and in the end you did.

Soon the test ended and the heros won. You went to the girls locker room and got changed in to your school uniform. You walked out with your bestfriends jiro and momo with you hero costume cases in hand as you walked to the area that would tell you if you passed or not.

You listened to the speeck of mara and yiu were told to find your name in alfabetical order. You scanned that names and saw you passed. You jumped up and down with uraraka as you both passed. Then you looked over for your classmates and oh no you don't see todoroki.

Shoto todoroki one of the best in the class failed his hero license exam. You looked over to him and he looked with a cold look in his eyes. Inana walked over to todoroki and told him sorry and again slammed his head in the ground. Shoto replied "your fine I'm the one that got us to a bad start and thanks to what you said i have a lot to think about"

"Looks like the class hierarchy is falling" mineta said climbing todoroki shoulder. You quickly smacked him on the neck as he fell off todoroki iida caught him. "Hey sho are you ok" you asked for the 2nd time today involving inasa. Shoto just nodded. Again he was not ok

"Now we with give you the print outs of your scores" said mara. The worker stated to pass out the papers you got yours and OH MY LORD you got a 92 that was exactly high for the grading process. You saw yiu needed to work on speed and assessing the scenario more before diving in.

"Now to the people that passed yiu have prohero authority in an emergency situation. Use it well" mara said seriously. "You have so much more to learn so work hard to the people that failed you have that chance to retest after a 3 month long training course to get a license." There we're so many cheers and todoroki looed shock at the note of rhe course. Mineta was talking about todoroki not talking the test so the hierarchy continues to fall.

You got your pictures taken and got your license. To took an photo with your phone and put the license in your phone case to keep it safe and with you.

"Hey hey" you hear and turned your head to see inasa he was running at your class at full speed and yelling. "Todoroki I'll see you at the special course but it still don't like you, sorry."

"We'll make the best if it" todoroki said as he watched inasa run back to his class

I don't know how many of these todoroki x fem hero course reader I'll do because they take forever but it enjoy them so if there popular I will make more. Have a good day and night 🌙

Pixie out 🧚‍♀️

[wellspankedwife]

Have you made a decision about having a second baby so soon? I love your blog and I hope you and your Sir are doing great and loving your time with baby. I resonate with a lot of what you write because my relationship is a little bit similarly to yours but we don't have a baby and I'm only in my early twenties so there is time for that.

PS sorry for my words english is not my first language!

Awwwww....thanks for the ask! We are absolutely loving our time as parents. These last five months have flown by and yet I feel like we've always had Baby B in our lives. Of course things have changed a little bit here and there, but I'm committed to my relationship and I'm committed to being submissive and Sir is committed to his dominance. We are flexible but still making it work with our roles.

As far as the second baby goes....I'm still thinking! I know for sure I want a second, that's not even a question. It's whether I will agree with Sir to start trying now. There's a lot to consider - how my body feels, how I will feel with two very young children, whether my children will suffer from worse sibling rivalry if they're too close in age, etc. Mostly I'm concerned about sleep because I didn't handle those first two months when Baby B had a really messed up sleep schedule well at all. And dealing with no sleep from an infant while trying to take care of an infant plus a young toddler seems really difficult. I wish so hard my mother (who had four kids in seven years) was still alive so I could seek her warmth and counsel.

Sir and I have talked it over several times since he asked me about starting to try for number two, and I'm still going back and forth. I'm so grateful that he has been honest about his desire for another child so quickly but is also very willing to have me make the final call. As you can probably guess, as a submissive wife, the final call in things rarely falls to me. I am usually deferring to Sir for decisions. But he is adamant that I not defer to him unless it is something I really truly want to do.

Anyway....this has been a long and rambling way of saying that no, I haven't decided about trying for that second baby yet :)

[switch-writer]

Take it back. (Childe + Diluc + Kaeya)

A/N: AYYYY IM BACK FROM MY GRAVE. So, Ngl, I got this request months ago around the time I started genshin impact, so, I’m so sorry this took so long! My writing inspiration went away and my schedule got really busy so I just pushed it off for the longest time. However, even with my busy schedule, panicking of Christmas being 4 to 5 days away, along with my messed up sleeping schedule as of recently, I pushed this fic out to have it out of the way! I hope this is oki since I was speed writing, panicking, and first time writing Childe. Along with the fact I haven’t wrote a bunch recently. But I hope this Anon enjoys this! <3

Word Count: 1719 (not including edits I made later)

Warnings: Pure fluff, Tickles, swearing (I don’t think I swore this fic but just in case)

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Well, granted, this was an unexpected pairing to see, let alone actually hanging out when it’s off time or completely unneeded. However, the traveler managed to drag Childe to Mondstadt despite the odds. Especially since the harbinger apparently has been stalling a trip there for a while to check on a few recruits. So, here they were.

Of course The Traveler, or rather Aether, had introduced him to a few people along with pointing out a few places in the main town. However, they happened to run into the cavalry captain. Which, you’d think he’d be hesitant on trusting the fatui member so easily…

Welllll, they just sorta…clicked personality wise, there wasn’t much of a fight with gaining trust it seemed when it came to Kaeya. Deep down he was planning on being careful with this, but was definitely willing to get along with Childe. While Tartaglia was completely alright with this, not even a lot of hesitation. Why?

The traveler knew Kaeya, along with the personalities clicking. But mostly the first part. He was willing to trust the traveler’s judgment here.

So, conversations flowed as they did, both the ginger and darker navy haired male got along finely, Aether of course sooner or later got dragged away by those wishing to hang around with him, despite his insistence, Kaeya happened to convince him all was well. Though, of course the blonde immediately made both the harbinger and captain promise to meet them somewhere by the end of the night. That happened to be a certain bar.

Now, granted, it wasn’t Kaeya’s first choice. Aether just dropped the name, Childe mentioned he’s only heard good things about the drinks, and the two agreed. Well, at least him and Diluc are on… Ehh terms. They’re starting to warm up to one another once more… well, as much as they could while being still distanced.

Soon, it was nightfall. After hours of the tavern actually. However, they just began to head over, especially since they both knew Aether would get there later than after hours from being swooped away a bunch. Plus, it was a lot more peaceful.

“You know, you didn’t seem to enjoy the idea of the Angel’s Share at first.” Childe decided to point out, walking with Kaeya who had his hand loosely in his pocket. “Heh. It isn’t that whatsoever. It just happens that my brother works there.” “And that’s a bad thing?” Childe asked curiously, not seemingly catching on.

“Nono. It’s just he doesn’t have a very fond view of me. Of course he tolerates me occasionally, however, still touchy.”

Childe gave a nod, thinking over those words for a moment before smiling slightly. “So, in response, you take a harbinger into the tavern with you?” The ginger joked with Kaeya, causing the knight to let out a small chuckle. “Yep. That’s the plan.” Kaeya spoke out before walking to the door of the Angel’s Share, giving a knock on the stern wooden door.

. . .

“Hm, well, perhaps not then—“ the door swung open, revealing a slightly tired but still working vision wielder. “Ah, nevermind! Lovely to see you brother.” Diluc scoffed as he rubbed his eyes, seemingly slightly distracted as he stepped aside, allowing Kaeya and Childe in.

Though, Kaeya seemed to have a small realization once he entered the tavern with the harbinger… it’s just the fact Childe was a harbinger. Diluc wasn’t a fan of the fatui whatsoever if he had to guess, so add that to the other realizations he had today. So, the ginger and raven haired man took a seat at the bar, the red head humming as he went behind the bar.

“What do you both want as we wait for Aether?” “Dandelion Wine please! I’ve heard good things about that here.” Diluc gave a nod, beginning to make Childe’s drink as Kaeya spoke up. “I’ll have the same.” “Mhm. Assumed so.” The bartender replied to his brother, preparing the drinks and being quick with it.

Soon, the two charming and more social individuals were chatting with their drinks in hand, sharing conversation and keeping it going for a while. Childe finally took a sip of his, smiling at the unique flavor compared to what he’s used to in Liyue or his hometown. “Huh. Tastes nice, rumors were definitely true.” Diluc nodded, deciding to give a decent reply and make some conversation.

“Mhm, I’m sure it’s different from what you’re used to in Snezhnaya.”

Hold up one moment- Diluc was aware he was from Snezhnaya and yet didn't seem to care..? “Hm? You aren’t bothered by a Fatui Harbinger in your tavern, brother?” The cryo wielder asked curiously, the redhead cracking a smirk. “Mhm. The Traveler let me know in advance, unlike yourself. Aether spoke well of him despite his…ahem. Flaws.”

The ginger snickered at that comment as he took another sip of his drink, ‘minding his own business’… and by that I mean he’s completely listening in for amusement. “Heh. Well, what can I say? You aren’t always the kindest, Brother.” Kaeya took a shot at Diluc, making the redhead snap his head over to him.

“Take it back.” Kaeya let out a snicker at this immediate reaction, smirking as he set down his drink. “Make me then.”

Childe and Diluc shared a moment of eye contact, Childe immediately picking up his drink as the man with a pyro vision jumped the counter, tackling his brother. “Ah! Wait, what are you-“ “You happen to still be ticklish, Kaeya?”

Silence filled the room for a few seconds before Diluc started to scribble his fingers onto Kaeya’s sides, causing the knight to break into giggles. Though, Kaeya was refusing to go down so easily considering he began to shove Diluc off, making his brother have a hard time reaching him or standing his ground.

However, something put a stop to this as two hands grabbed Kaeya’s wrists, forcing his hands away from the bartender and above his head. “Hehe. Oh you both truly are something. Hope you don’t mind if I perhaps join this silly game of yours?” The harbinger asked with a grin starting to appear on his face.

“I- Wahait! Childe! Surely there’s a way to change your mind on who’s side you’re— gah! Tahahaking! Brohohother!”

With Childe joining Diluc, making this a team effort, Diluc decided to get it back on track and once more began digging his wiggling fingers into Kaeya’s sides, all while the ginger held Kaeya’s hands over his head.

“Wahahait! Thihihis isn’t fahahair!” “Pff- who said this was supposed to be fair? You insulted me, so you pay the price.” Diluc stated firmly, all while a smile began to form on his face, glancing over at Childe. “You wish to assist me with him?”

“Oh, it’d be an honor to join the fun.” Childe jokingly replied, using one hand to continue holding Kaeya’s hands above his head, his free hand started to poke and massage into Kaeya’s ribs, making him start to laugh gently, squirming about and such.

“Thank you, Childe. I tell you, he’s so squirmy and then he whines about everything, including this despite him insulting me without an issue.” Diluc chatted casually as if he wasn’t wrecking his brother, which Childe snickered at. Though, he didn’t do much other than that, after all, he whines whenever this type of thing would happen. Can’t be super hypocritical.

“D-DihihiLUHUC!” Kaeya began to squeal at the feeling of his hips now being squeezed by no one other than his usually more standoffish man he called his brother. “Yes, Kaeya?” “STOHohop thihiHIHIS! I CAHAHAN’T HAHAhahandle this!”

“Well, he did ask you to take it back Kaeya, so do tell us, do you take it back?” Childe chimed in with a teasing manner, Diluc appreciating the playful tone the hydro wielder had, considering it perfectly suited with the scenario.

“IHIHI- Ohohokahahay! Maybe it wahahAHAS TOO MUHUHUC! BUHUT THIHIS IHIHIHIS MEHEHERCILESS!” The cryo user spoke through his slightly squeaky laughter, trying to squirm away, though with Childe’s grip? Nope. Not a chance.

“Hm. Perhaps a little bit, what do you think?” “Hmmm… I dunno, I don’t think he fully apologized. More or less snarked off to you, Diluc.” Tartaglia spoke out his opinion, well, his opinion to attempt to get Kaeya murdered by tickles, just as he would do with his siblings when tickling broke out whenever he visited home. “I- I’M SOHOHORRY! JUHUHUST— PLEHEHehease hahave m-meheHERCY!”

Kaeya couldn’t manage his laughter or thrashing at this point, his hips being massaged into the sensitive point of the bone and skin by his brother was becoming extremely unbearable considering how sensitive he was and the length of time this was going on for.

“Hm. Fair enough apology.” The bartender finally declared, his fingers and skilled hands coming to a stop, crossing his arms as he stared down at his now reduced to giggles brother. That also being said, the harbinger also got up from the floor with a grin. “You alright down there?”

“Yeheheah. Suhurprising considering how cruel you both wehere to me.” The charmer from Mondstadt answered with a playful glare, sitting up from his place on the ground as he stumbled to his feet. “Now, if you excuse me, I need to have a good drink after that ruthless experience.” Kaeya joked as he added onto his previous sentence, walking over to the counter, leaning on it as he picked up the shiny glass.

The harbinger, while he never would’ve expected this, it was…different. It was nice to see such an event happen between two people who normally didn’t want to talk to each other often. Not to mention being able to help take down the knight. Ha! Oh what a turn of events.

However, it surprisingly didn’t lurk on what had happened, an occasional tease shot towards Kaeya and his squealing and thrashing but a fun time. Not to mention Aether soon joined the three… though, who’s to say he wasn’t watching from afar most of the time? Which, even the blonde had to admit it was nice to see them all having a decent time together.

Needless to say, it was all a cheerful night between all of them, even if it started off rough and the traveler was spectating from the second floor for some of their antics.

[twiddle-dee-twiddle-dumb]

A/N: Ohohohoho word vomit, Toshi was really nagging in the back of my brain. So here it is... along with Mr. Hey Hey Hey Kotaro. I don't really know whether I've gotten better at writing. Still, I hope you enjoy though.

HAIKYU! BOYS & S/O ARGUED BEFORE AN IMPORTANT EVENT

Wakatoshi Ushijima

It’s rare for Ushijima to be silent whenever he really has something to say. He’s always been upfront. He always says what’s on his mind even if you may or may not like it. Of course, honesty and being genuine really helped you all through out your relationship. Yet, it’s different this time. He’s awfully quiet (like really, really, really quiet). He’s not even sparing you a glance across the living room. It looked like something’s brewing inside him and you can’t figure out what.

“Love, come on. Talk.”, you told him while standing on the doorway. You are wearing your work clothes except for the doctor’s coat that’s on your arm. Your shift’s about to start in two hours but you need to be at the hospital an hour before for the endorsements and other stuffs. “Babe…” you pleaded once more as you try to coax him to say something. But no avail. He just shifted on his seat, his eyes focusing on the tv screen. You sighed.

“Toshi, I’m really sorry about this. I didn’t know this would happen, that I would replace another doctor’s shift—” you mumbled on his neck as you hugged him in his seat. "Because you forgot to block your schedule for the next day." He said, cutting you off. It felt like cold water was splashed down on you. You can’t help but sigh in resignation. “I’m sorry.” That’s all you can say because it really is your fault this time.

Wakatoshi told you to clear your schedule a week ago before you shuffle shifts for the week. He knew that a doctor’s working schedule is erratic. That there some days and nights that you’re not going to be home and you’ll rarely see each other. There are some days that you and Toshi can spend more time together. He knew, that is why he asked you beforehand. “Yeah, sure babe.”, you agreed. You saw his rare boyish grin. However, you had a busy day at work and it slipped your mind.

“I’m really sorry, babe. I promise I’ll be there. I’ll really, really try hard to be there tomorrow. But I got to go. Love you.” You reassured him one last time then gave him a chaste kiss on his cheek. You rushed out the door. As much as you hate to leave your sulking husband, you have to. You pledge to do everything with chosen profession. Honestly, you felt terrible but you know better than to bring personal problems at work. Wakatoshi heard the door closed as you went out. He doesn’t know if he’s disappointed or frustrated. He’s really looking forward that Sunday brunch because your parents are going to be there.

You arrived at work but your mind seems to fling back to the look you last saw on Ushijima. You can’t help but internally berate yourself for absolutely forgetting. You shrugged the thoughts off as you finished reading/studying the patient’s chart. You’ll make your morning rounds in a few hours and you’re starting to get dizzy from all the hospital buzz. You found it unusual so you decided to get it checked.

Your shift ended 30 minutes before the brunch so you just texted Toshi that you’ll just meet him there and that the both of you have things to discuss. He just replied “ok”. O-K, two letters. As much as it frustrates you, you cannot do anything about it since you’re kind of at fault here. Now you got to make it up to him and you just know the perfect thing to do.

You arrived at the venue, both of your parents and Toshi are already there. You went to place a chaste kiss to your husband and greeted your parents after. In the middle of the small gathering, your parents pointed out that both you look awkward and seems to be having a problem. There is no point denying it since your parents already saw it through. They gave you guidance and advices, as you admit that it was your mistake. To make it up for everyone especially Toshi, you handed them white envelops.

Your lips pursed in anticipation and preventing a grin. You witnessed how their reactions changed from confusion to surprised to elation. Your mother was crying. Both of your dads are teary eyed. Your darling husband, oh the man’s got stuck on his seat, his left hand tightly holding the paper.

“Are you serious?” he asked you, still trying to wrap the information in his head. “Oh, so you know how to talk?” you teased him which earned you a grunt from him. “Of course! Laboratory tests results don’t lie. I was thinking of using peed on tests but I figured laboratory tests would be more reliable plus it’s free since I work there.” You quickly supplied as you gobble up the fruits on your plate.

Wakatoshi pulled you for a kiss and a hug along with the murmurs of ‘I love you’ and ‘I’m gonna be a dad.’.

Indeed, it was a great make up gift to your then disappointed husband.

Kotaru Bokuto

All through out your relationship with Bokuto is nothing but perfect. Perfect in a sense that you are equal in everything, he has been a reliable and responsible partner to you as you are to him. You balance out each other. Since the beginning of your relationship—when you first met and become acquainted—to the whole marriage and building a home with you, he has been a stable partner despite his ‘antics’. Bokuto has his tendency to mess up but he always gets back up. He has these weaknesses (per Akaashi) but he always comes around to make up for it. You know all these things about him and you love him no less.

There is no perfect relationship and couple fights are not uncommon especially to the two of you. The only catch is that the both of you are willing not to sleep on it until you’ve come up to a resolution. The biggest fight you had is when Bokuto tried to act up because your schedules didn’t permit you to see him before he left for a game—this way back before you had your first child. You almost call everything off. You were just so overwhelmed with the marriage, the pregnancy (which Kou didn’t know about yet), and work. So, it ended in a huge fight that was resolved three days later. Since then, the both of you are trying to not make disagreements into arguments. But not this time…

You just arrived from the business trip. You had a long day and receiving the news from the teacher that Bokuto didn’t show up for the meeting just makes you want to pull your hair out in frustration. Bokuto met up with you in the doorway and tried to kiss you but you moved away. You went to your bedroom and changed. Bokuto followed you with a pout.

“Not now, Kou. I’m not happy with you right now.” you said as you do your nightly routine. “Baby why? Did I do something? You just got back from work. I took care of the house and our son. What did I do wrong?” Bokuto was utterly confused.

“Really now, Kou?” you spat, crossing your hands on your chest. “No, baby, I really have no idea.” Bokuto insisted calmly.

“Kou! You told me you’d attend the teacher’s meeting today but you didn’t! I found because the teacher texted me and I have to freaking call her just to apologize and to be informed what went on with the meeting. Ugh…! You… I just can’t with you right now.” you groaned in frustration. You recalled the moment you read the teacher’s message as you drive your way home. It turns out that that meeting was for the parents of the kids that’s going to finish the school term with special distinction and your husband was no show. You also recalled how tight you gripped the steering wheel that your knuckles turned white.

Kou’s expression changed like he remembered something he forgot about which fueled your anger more.

“You forgot?! You freaking forgot?! What the crap!” your voice went an octave higher and scoffed in disbelief. “Kou, I can’t believe you!” you said before Kotarou could retort because at the moment he’s at loss for words. He indeed forgot.

You are fuming. Despite how busy you were, you reminded him and he still forgot. You just controlled your urge to throw the lotion bottle at him. You groaned in frustration, a bit calmer now. Your husband sat down on your bed, head bowed down like a little kid being reprimanded.

“The meeting was that important, Kou. The teacher said that the attendees of that meeting are the parents of the children who has a special distinction this end of the school term. Our son was one of them.” Bokuto looked at you, eyes shone with pride but that was only for a brief moment the second you glared at him. “And you missed it.” You continued. Bokuto knew he can never argue with you on this, clearly, he’s at fault. “Babe, I’m very sorry.” He mumbled. You sigh. It already happened. You already forgave him before he apologized but it doesn’t mean you’re gonna let him go that easily. “Whatever, Kou. I’m sleeping.”

This was the last conversation you have, days ago. Until today you still ignored Bokuto not because you’re still mad at him—you already forgave him the morning after when he made you breakfast, but you like to see him grovel. The thing is, you want Bokuto to understand that there are responsibilities that goes beyond than providing comfort and stuffs for the family and sometimes he forgets that.

“Baby owl, look at our son. I can’t believe he’s up going up there to receive his first award in kindergarten.” He whispered, still a little wary, because you still haven’t talked to him properly. You hummed in answer. Bokuto looked at you with pleading eyes, “Babe, please. You haven’t talked to me properly in days. I miss you.” You looked at him, one brow raised. “I promise to be better. I promise not to forget things anymore especially if it concerns our son, just forgive me and talk to me.” He continued, with a subtle pout. You want to laugh, his expressions never changed. “Yes, Kou. I already forgave you.” Just as you finished saying those words and before Kou could answer, your son appeared in front of you. “Mommy forgive dada? Mommy kiss dada now?” You and Bokuto looked at each other and then laughed. “Yes, yes, yes, little owl. Mommy forgave me. Dada can kiss her now.” Your husband answer while winking at your son. “Yes! Yes! Yes!” your son gleefully cheered.

Kou kissed the top of your head while whispering 'I love you'. Kou then whispered praises to your son as you walked out of the venue hand in hand, off to your home where you’re going to celebrate all the milestones in life.

[five-rivers]

Danger First

Chapter 3

@pocketramblr (also please let me know if you would like me to stop tagging you on these, I don't want to be annoying. :))

"WAIT!" shouted Nana abruptly, as Izuku was talking to his (weirdo) teacher. "I know who that is! Quick, get ready to turn everything off!"

"Turn what off?" asked En. "We live in a formless mental void. We don't even have electricity."

"The quirk! That's Eraserhead!"

"Oh, yeah," said Yoichi, while everyone else (sans Second and Third) scrambled to grab onto the quirk. "I remember Eight meeting him, now! So, he's a teacher, huh?"

"How do all of you forget the one person who might be capable of one-shotting All for One?" demanded Nana.

"Doesn't his quirk not work on mutations?"

"Stop daydreaming and get over here, Yoichi!"

The quirkspace began to glow faintly, ominously red, and the ghosts pulled hard on the quirk, holding it temporarily out of Izuku's reach.

Then, the red glow abated and they dropped it back into place.

"Well, that was exhausting," said Banjo. "So, we'll have to be constantly ready for that, huh?"

"As long as he's around, yeah," said Nana.

"Why did we just do that, anyway?" asked En.

"So we can continue to masquerade as a normal, non-haunted quirk?"

"We could have just let him think he didn't have a quirk, or that the anxiety-"

"Super anxiety."

"-isn't part of it."

Yoichi gasped, as if scandalized. "You'd want us to lie to Izuku?"

"Okay, seriously, what is up with you and Nine?" asked En.

Despite not having a body, Yoichi began to visibly sweat. "Nothing, nothing at all. I just... think he's neat?"

"If you're going to lie to us, can you not do it with archaeomemes?" asked Nana.

"No, no, actually, I can get behind this," said En. "Would you say Izuku has... vibes?"

Yoichi nodded solemnly.

.

"Young Midoriya!"

Izuku shrieked and jumped back from the sudden sound as All Might suddenly emerged from an otherwise innocuous bush.

Both of them froze, staring at each other.

"Are you..." said All Might, hesitantly, sounding much more like he did in his small form than usual, "alright?"

"I... think so?"

"That's good, then." All Might coughed slightly into his fist. "I was wondering if you had a few minutes."

"Of- of course!" said Izuku, immediately.

"Then allow me to lead the way!"

All Might led him through a door labeled 'staff only' and immediately deflated. "All the staff know about my condition," explained Mr. Yagi.

Izuku nodded. Then a thought occurred to him. "Mr. Yagi?"

"Yes, my boy?"

"Why, um, why don't you teach, um, as Mr. Yagi? Instead of as All Might? Wouldn't it save your time?"

Mr. Yagi stopped and scratched his head. "I hadn't really thought about it before," he admitted. "But part of the reason I took this job, other than wanting to help train the next generation of heroes, of course, is that I want to get people used to the idea that I am going to retire." He tugged on one of his bangs. "Also, ah, I'm not sure if my qualifications to teach are quite up to par without my reputation."

"I'm sure it would be fine! You're the best, after all!"

Mr. Yagi chuckled. "I'm glad you think so," he said. Then he reached behind him and opened a door. "In any case: my office."

"Wow," said Izuku, quietly, stepping in. "All Might's office..." Who knew when he'd get another opportunity like this again? He kept his eyes wide to drink in the details.

The rather sparse details. The office was rather bare. Which made sense, seeing as All Might was a brand-new teacher. It was sort of... disappointing, as thrilling as it was.

Mr. Yagi sat down behind the desk and gestured for Izuku to take one of the other chairs. It had a lot of cushioning. A lot a lot. Izuku sank down into the fluff as Mr. Yagi fiddled with a drawer on his desk. He got the drawer open, and pulled out a notebook. A notebook of the same brand Izuku liked to use, actually.

"Since your experiences with One for All are so different from mine, I thought it might be a good idea to do some research into past holders and take a leaf out of your notebook, as it were." He passed the notebook over to Izuku, who took it with shaking hands and a slightly open mouth.

"I'll treasure it," he declared, voice wobbling.

"Not so much that you don't use it, I hope," said Mr. Yagi. "As it is, it's only an overview. The earlier holders, especially, don't have many records associated with them. Consider it a starting point. I haven't had much time to work on it."

"I can't believe you found the time to write this at all," said Izuku, flipping through the pages. The information was sparse, but each holder had a basic profile, all the way back to the fourth. "I mean, between being a hero, training me, and preparing to be a teacher, I'm stunned nothing fell by the wayside!"

Mr. Yagi proceeded to turn a very interesting color.

"Uh, nothing fell by the wayside, right?"

"Why don't you take a few minutes to skim through. If anything jumps out at you right away, we can talk about it. And then I'll let you go get changed and go home, and we can discuss more later, after you've had more time with it."

"Okay!" said Izuku. He'd start with just the basic profiles. Name, date of birth, date of death, quirk... wait, those ages... "They all died young," he said, softly.

"Hero work is dangerous," said Mr. Yagi, hand going to his side.

"There's something else, isn't there?"

"Not something you need to worry about. I took care of it, years ago." The hand holding his side spasmed slightly.

"... Six years ago?" asked Izuku, aware he was pushing his luck. But this sounded both important and relevant.

There was a long pause. "Yes," said All Might, finally. "A villain with a longevity quirk. He... had a history with the first user."

Izuku got the feeling that was an understatement. It also seemed unlikely that the only application of the villain's quirk was longevity, given what he'd done to All Might. But the subject was clearly making All Might uncomfortable, so he dropped it in favor of burying his nose in the notebook again.

(Social fumbles aside, this was the most secure Izuku had felt for... a while.)

"The sixth user had a smoke quirk?"

"Yes, it seems so. Although it doesn't seem to have been actual smoke, but a biological compound."

"I wonder if that has anything to do with all the steam you release when you deflate. Actually..." he flipped back through the quirk. "I wonder if you're using Float, too, subconsciously, when you jump."

"What?"

"I- I mean," said Izuku, "I noticed, when, um, when I grabbed your ankle and also in videos of you- Your hang time is kind of messed up? You're in the air for longer than you should be, but it isn't, like, consistent? Plus, you can change direction mid-air, which I thought was because you were shooting out blasts of air pressure with your quirk, but with me on your ankle, you definitely didn't do that. There was- there was a forum I was on where some people thought your quirk tapped into magnetic fields, somehow, but that doesn't make any sense, because you'd expect a lot more electronic interference and that similar locations would produce similar results, given the Earth's magnetic field, but they don't. But subconscious, low-level use of a telekinesis-based flying quirk would explain everything. If we take into account what you said about my anxiety after the entrance exam, then that's minor expressions of three out of four of the quirks listed here, not counting the base stockpile and enhancement quirk. Do you think the unknown quirks of the second and third users might have partially manifested for you as well? Have you experienced anything else that's atypical for a strength enhancement quirk?"

Mr. Yagi stared at Izuku.

Oh, no, he'd gone too far.

"Nothing immediately comes to mind, my boy," he said, faintly. "But... magnets? Really?"

"I told you it didn't make any sense."

Mr. Yagi rubbed his chin. "There might be something, but... it's too unclear to say either way. I'll keep an eye out. It's just... a lot to take in. I thought One for All was done surprising me."

"When has it surprised you before?"

"Oh, under the influence of certain mental quirks, you can wind up hallucinating the previous users."

"Hallucinating?"

"Yes. But being under the influence of a mental quirk is always the larger issue, so..."

"Mr. Yagi," said Izuku. "That's really the kind of thing you should let people know about up front."

"I- is it?"

.

The ghosts all stared at Nana.

"Hey, don't blame this on me! None of us explained that kind of stuff before passing One for All on."

"In our defense," said En, half raising a hand, "we were usually dying when we passed it on."

"More importantly," said Hikage, "do you think Ninth is right about the quirks?"

"It would make sense," mused Yoichi. "Although then we'd have to wonder why Blackwhip didn't manifest similarly."

"Is it too much for me to get someone to use my quirk? My extremely awesome quirk, that has no downsides?"

"It is powered almost exclusively by rage."

"No downsides."

"You-"

"No. Downsides."

.

Aizawa passed him an envelope labeled 'quirk counseling' along with the standard schedule and orientation packet he was handing to everyone else. It didn't look like any of his class mates had noticed, though, for which Izuku was grateful. He didn't want to be known as a weirdo who didn't know what his own quirk was.

He heavily suspected he was tapping into Danger Sense, somehow, but he didn't know how, and the fourth user of One for All had lived so long ago there weren't any records of him. Not easily and publicly available. Everything Mr. Yagi had written in his notebook (that Izuku had probably stayed up way too late reading... and texting Mr. Yagi about it... and comparing it to his notes... and texting Mr. Yagi about that... and reviewing old All Might compilations and theory threads... and having Mr. Yagi threaten to call his mom if he didn't go to sleep...) about the fourth user had been retrieved from the journals Mr. Yagi's mentor had passed down, according to one of the source notes in the margin.

(Mr. Yagi had really neat, small handwriting, which Izuku wouldn't have ever expected from his large, dramatic signatures as All Might, and his notes were meticulous and carefully cited. If Izuku didn't know better, he would have thought it belonged to a secretary.)

But despite Izuku's suspicions, he didn't actually know. He didn't know it's range, what it defined as danger, whether or not it 'ranked' dangers, how to distinguish it from normal anxiety, or- Well. Anything, really. And he would really like to.

He opened the envelope quietly. Inside was a handwritten note instructing him to pick one of three schedules for quirk counseling and return it to Aizawa by the end of the day. The other pages were printed, with times and possible locations. Options for both before and after the school day.

Izuku felt his eyes tearing up. This was easily the nicest thing a teacher had ever done for him... Although he was nervous about being alone with Aizawa. Some of his other teachers, when they asked him to stay after class it was... not good.

Nothing bad happened, not like in movies or TV shows or the awareness videos the school had shown sometimes. The teachers didn't hurt him, really, didn't do anything to him, other than talk or yell, mostly, but it still wasn't good.

Maybe he could ask Mr. Yagi or Recovery Girl to sit in... But he already felt bad, taking up so much of their time.

He picked one of the after school schedules. He was already staying late on the other days to work with Mr. Yagi, and if something did go wrong, he wanted to have the night to recover before he had to face Aizawa again in class.

He put it to the side, so he'd remember to give it to Aizawa before he left, then looked over the class schedule. Homeroom, Math, Hero Art History, History, and English in the morning. At least this morning. The history classes alternated with something called Heroics-Applied Science and Hero Law and Ethics. Afternoons, meanwhile, were entirely occupied by Hero Basic Training.

And every class would be taught by a pro hero. He wondered if it would be rude to ask for their autographs...

.

Shouta grunted as Hizashi flopped down onto the couch next to him on the couch in the staff breakroom. "What a morning! I just love seeing all those bright little faces at the beginning of the year. Anyone have a favorite first year yet?"

Shouta kicked Hizashi through his sleeping bag. Sadly, this had no effect on the man.

"I think mine might be the little green guy. He's the only one who was actually paying attention, and you know how rare that is, when everyone is anticipating their first heroics lesson. The rest of us just pale in comparison."

Shouta attempted to kick Hizashi again, this time for an entirely different reason. Midoriya was already All Might's favorite (probably)- he did not need more pull with the staff.

"I know who my least favorite is," said Kan. "Kid's certainly dedicated and competitive, but I wouldn't be surprised if he threatened his middle school teachers into giving him those glowing reviews. His personality needs a lot of work. How did you get Nezu to saddle me with Bakugo, anyway, Eraser?"

"I had nothing to do with it."

"Don't give me that, I was going to have Monoma. At least he's a team player."

"You're being illogical," said Shouta, zipping his sleeping bag closed over his face.

"How about you, Nemuri?" asked Hizashi, cutting off Vlad King vs Eraserhead round five hundred.

"It's hard to choose! They're all so cute and eager! Full of the passion of youth! I think they're all my favorite."

"You always say that..."

The door opened and closed.

"All Might! What about you? Any favorites yet?"

Yagi coughed. "I've only had the one class of third years so far. Don't you think that's rather... premature?"

What an incredible nonanswer.

"How did that first class of yours go, anyway? They didn't sour you to the whole idea of teaching, did they?"

"Not at all! The students were wonderful. The third years are very advanced, aren't they? For some of them, I wouldn't be shocked to see that skill level on an active sidekick."

"What can I say? We start them off right," crowed Hizashi.

"They did seem a little surprised by the scenario, however."

"So was I, t'be honest," said Snipe, who was in charge of the third years.

"Ah, was it no good...?"

"It was fine. Lesson plan was a bit rough around the edges, but you and Nezu'll be goin' over that later. But... quirk traffickin' doesn't quite seem like your thing."

"Ah, well, set-pieces," he said, using the slightly derisive underground slang for large-scale spotlight hero battles, "may be what I'm known for, but before my injury, the majority of my battles and investigations weren't publicized."

"Shield laws?" asked Nemuri.

"Generally, yes, but some of the investigations were tied to others, so we were using the organized crime secrecy laws to keep those under wraps. Simply put, my popularity isn't the only reason I keep the number one spot despite Endeavor having more completed cases than me on paper."

Shouta had known there was more to All Might than 'punchy, over-the-top, eyestrain-causing, bombastic muscle guy,' but part of his stupid, illogical brain was annoyed at Yagi for pummeling that image into imaginary dust, anyway. It seemed like the man's only two flaws were horrible interpersonal skills when not using his public persona, and his vast suite of health issues, the latter of which all heroes who operated long enough picked up.

Oh, and a possible inclination towards bribery.

Made it hard to dislike him, which Shouta wanted to do, because he was loud, flashy, and gave him headaches, literal and metaphorical. He ignored the fact that Hizashi was the same way, and had forcibly become Shouta's best friend. Clearly, there was no connection here.

"By the way, why is young Aizawa completely zipped in like that?"

"Nap time," said Hizashi, solemnly.

.

"Sir?" said Iida, raising his hand.

"Yes, young man?" boomed All Might.

"There are nineteen of us. How are we handling the odd person out?"

"Excellent question! In other exercises, we may handle it differently, but for today, one of you will be working alone! Occasionally, a hero may find themselves isolated when they originally expected help. However, for better balance, I have also arranged it so the odd hero out will be taking part in the last battle, so you'll have more time to strategize!"

But the other team would also have more time to strategize, Izuku noted. He really hoped it wouldn't be him... not that he wanted to force it on any if his classmates! He just didn't want yet another handicap on the first day of training.

All Might walked around with the box of ballots, pausing for each student to take one. He reached Izuku and held the box out to him with a wink. Izuku smiled back, reached in, and grabbed one.

A chill ran up his back and he froze, fingers wrapped tightly around the little ball. Something told him this was definitely the cursed, single-person ballot. Could he let it go? Would it be considered cheating if he picked a new one?

But All Might was already walking away. Every part of his body tense, Izuku turned his hand over and forced his fingers apart.

J.

The tenth character of the Latin alphabet. For the tenth, last, team.

He watched as everyone else started to pair up, and All Might looked at him apologetically.

Izuku approximated a smile. Plus ultra, right?

[justkending]

The Number One Rule. Chapter 25.

Summary: Y/N has always been seen as “Steve’s rambunctious sister.” However, she grew up, graduated, and moved to London to study abroad for 4 years and get her bachelor's degree. The girl that returns looks nothing like the teenager that left, but don’t worry the attitude is still there and stronger than ever. What’s to come of the two grown adults that used to push each other's buttons, but now have a lot more in common than they’ve ever realized.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Y/N Rogers (Steve’s little sister)

Word Count: 2300+

A/N: Ok this one is really cute and comedic. I thought seeing these two would be adorable as well as a great step into my next chapter! In saying that, the next one is either going to be the last or second to last! Thank you all once again for the undying support and love with this series:)

Chapter Twenty-Five:

“Thank you guys so much for babysitting tonight,” Wanda gushed as she ran around grabbing things last minute. “Vis and I have had very few moments to actually go out. Pietro was a huge help while he was staying here, but had to go back to training. Then mom and dad had some business back in Sokovia, so getting a second to breathe after 2 weeks of never leaving the house with these чудовище, monsters, has been near to impossible.”

“Wanda, really no worries at all. I promised I’d help you guys out, and,” Y/N paused as little Tommy squealed in joy in her arms. “That’s a promise I am glad to keep.”

“You say that now, but wait until their moods change. We had them crying for a total of 5 hours straight yesterday. Changing the diapers, bottles, pacifiers, non-stop rocking, nothing worked,” she huffed, grabbing a light jacket for the spring air outside. 

“Darling, I believe we are supposed to be convincing them to stay, not scaring them away,” Vis said, coming out of the room with a soft smile. 

“Right, right,” Wanda chuckled bashfully. “They’re a breeze,” she tried to quickly offset. 

“A little late on that cover Wands,” Bucky chuckled, standing with Billy in his arms as he rocked him back and forth. 

“It’s fine, you guys,” Y/N laughed looking up at Bucky as he started making faces at the little guy in his hands. “I babysat all through highschool, and nannied overseas to make some money on the side. This isn’t anything out of the ordinary for me,” Y/N reassured. “Plus, Bucky seems to be doing great by the looks of it.”

“I’ve been holding him for 5 minutes,” Bucky said, never breaking his eyes from the baby. As if if he were, it would combust if he didn’t pay attention and it would be on him. 

“I’ll make sure we’re fine,” Y/N laughed. “Now you two get out of here before I kick you out and lock the doors so you’re forced to enjoy your evening.”

“Ok, ok!” Wanda put her hands up in defense. She moved, grabbing her purse and Vision grabbed the keys. “Bedtime is at 6:30, if you can get them down. If not, the sound machine really helps. A bottle before bed luckily is the one saving grace for us, as it has yet to fail but once in getting them to knock out. Oh, and-”

“Wanda, dear. I think they have it under control,” Vis chuckled, putting his arm on her shoulder. “We really shall go before they give our reservation to someone else.”

“Ok,” she sighed, going back to the boys. “Mommy loves you two. Be good and don’t scare these two off. They may be our only hope in having nights out again.” She gave each of the boys a kiss on the forehead getting a coo from each of them in Y/N and Bucky’s arms. 

“Don’t hesitate to call if anything happens. Emergency numbers are on the fridge, including doctors and neighbors. But knowing this one,” Vis pointed to the redhead who was double checking everything around her to make sure they were set. “Our phones will be on loud and we will be picking up within 2 seconds of you calling.”

“I don’t doubt that,” Y/N laughed before shooing them out of their own house. Eventually succeeding and joining Bucky back in the living room where he hadn’t halted his rocking with Billy still happy in his arms. 

“Why do babies go to bed so early? I never understood that,” he noted, slowly moving to sit on the couch as delicately as possible. 

“What do you mean?” Y/N asked with a laugh, repositioning Tommy to one arm and moving toys on the counter around while also moving the bouncy seat over to her spot on the couch with the other arm. 

“How do you do that?” Bucky asked, impressed with how easy she made holding and working around a baby look.

“Do what?” she hummed, finally sitting by him and placing Tommy in the rocking seat. 

“You just grabbed a heavy form of equipment and a 2 month old baby while also reorganizing a table full of toys,” Bucky nodded his head. His arms around his twin tight to make sure no harm could come to him. 

“It’s called having done this more times than I could count,” Y/N laughed. “And as for going to bed early, babies literally only sleep, poop, eat, and cry. They tend to go to sleep early on their own so it’s just working around their sleep schedule on finding a bedtime.” 

“Ok, but if all these parents complain about waking up early with their kids, why don’t they put them to bed later?” Bucky asked. 

“I don’t really know. I’m sure there’s some science and routine behind it, but I’ve never really had a kid of mine own, so I couldn’t tell you,” she joked as she watched Tommy gurgle with his spit in the chair. She grabbed a blanket and wiped his lips, getting a giggle out of the little boy. 

“Do you want kids of your own?” Bucky asked a little more timidly. 

She turned over to him and smiled. “I do. I would love some little monsters of my own.”

He couldn’t help the lovestruck look on his face as he watched her go back to Tommy as he babbled to her. 

Don’t get him wrong. He had thought about it before in the past, but hearing her confirmation meant something else. Seeing little mini-Y/N’s running around made his heart warm. I mean, he had witnessed a little Y/N himself growing up and though she was a handful, she was a cute little stinker. Then you add in the fact he could be part of that equation… Well, it made his heart practically melt inside. 

“What about you?” Y/N asked, breaking him out of his thoughts. 

“With my special someone? Yeah, no second thoughts about it,” he grinned at her as she started making faces at the baby. He laughed with Tommy at her before she looked back and relaxed into his side. She looked over and down at Billy who was falling in and out of sleep himself. 

“You’re pretty good at this you know,” she remarked. 

“I haven’t moved besides sitting down. I don’t think you can mess anything up doing that,” he laughed. 

“Oh, trust me. You can. You’d be surprised just how picky babies are about every little detail and movement,” she laughed, placing a kiss to his cheek.

“We only have really an hour of them being awake before we put them to sleep and relax until Wanda and Vis come home,” Bucky took a breath, leaning his head on top of hers that was on his shoulder. 

“Please tell me you’re not that naive with babies. You do realize just because we put them to sleep doesn't mean they’ll stay like that,” she giggled. 

“I know, I know,” he laughed with her. “But I’m hoping for the best.”

_________

Well, the best did not happen. It took less than 45 minutes after that comment before the boys decided to do an Act 2 of their crying scene that Wanda described earlier.

“I don’t know what to do,” Bucky groaned, bouncing in a harsh manner with his knees as Tommy cried in his arms. Y/N was across the room in the kitchen making bottles with Billy crying as well, but not near as loud, in her arms. 

“No one ever does. We just have to pull out all the tricks and one of them works!” she yelled from the other room. Quickly she ran in with the bottles, one already propped under her chin feeding Billy who was now content, and the other she was handing off to Bucky who was scared to adjust to one hand with a baby in his arms. 

When he did give Tommy the bottle though, the baby kept moving his face away from the nipple. 

“I don't think that’s the trick for this one,” Bucky said in defeat. 

“Here let me see,” Y/N said, trying to feed it to himself. 

“Wait,” Bucky said, pausing his bouncing. “Do you smell that?” 

“What-Oh…” Y/N noticed. The two scrunch their nose in sync. “It’s diaper duty time.”

“I’ve never been on diaper duty…” Bucky replied softly, fear clear in his eyes. 

“You’re about to learn today then,” she said with a wicked smirk. “Here, you take Billy and I’ll take Tommy. I’ll show you how to do it, and then next one is on you.”

“There’s not way I can opt out of it?” Bucky tried to joke as he followed behind her with a face of disgust from the smell. 

“It’s funny you think that’s an option,” Y/N remarked before turning a corner. 

Once in the boys room and at the changing table, she set a crying Tommy down and started unbuttoning his onesie and noticed they had a bigger issue than they had hoped.

“Oh God,” she gagged some. Bucky hadn’t looked at the damage since he was just coming in the room with a newly adjusted baby in his arms. 

“What? Wha- Oh God,” he repeated. “Ho-What-How do you fix that?” he pointed at the now laughing baby on the changing table. 

“Well, what we have here Bucky is a classic case of a blow out.”

“A blowout?”

“A blowout.”

“What’s the solution?” Bucky questioned, pinching his nose with the same hand that was propping the bottle into the other twin’s mouth. 

“Well, I would tell you but instead, we’re going to have to use a hands on form of assessment,” Y/N laughed, motioning him over, which he hesitantly did. “Little stinker here thinks this is funny, don’t you?” Tommy laughed in response. “Yeah, that’s what I thought. Ok, you stand here to make sure he doesn’t move around in it much more, and give me Billy.”

“I think I prefer the clean baby,” Bucky hesitated. 

“Bucky, I’m putting Tommy down so we can clean Billy up together. It’s easier with the method I’m using,” she chuckled, switching positions with Bucky. 

“Oh God, it’s everywhere. How is it everywhere?” Bucky covered his nose as he held Billy from rolling in his own mess. 

“Like I said, a classic blowout.” Y/N put Tommy in his crib who was luckily already getting sleepy for the night and went down easily while they took care of the other twin. “Ok, pick him up and let’s go to the bathroom.”

“Bathroom?” Bucky asked. 

“Yes, bathroom. This is going to be a heavy duty diaper duty,” she laughed. “Now grab him big macho man. Don’t tell me you’re scared of a little bit of poop.”

“Don’t patronize me,” Bucky stuck his tongue out at her. 

She laughed before heading off to the bathroom herself. 

“Ok, but really. Not that I can’t handle it, but I’d rather not get crap on me little guy. Try not to wiggle,” Bucky took a deep breath before going in. 

So heavy duty clean up involves taking the shower head off of the wall and just completely hosing down the baby like a dirty dish plate apparently. And in the process, with him being a little boy, there was also a round of pee coming out like a jet stream. 

Lucky for the two, they didn’t get in the line of fire, but that doesn’t mean the surprise didn’t end up with them getting almost as wet as little Billy.  After that, he was a happy baby and took a bottle with ease. 

The two boys ended up settling completely asleep right at 6:45. Just over 15 minutes of their normal bedtime. 

So, a little wet, very exhausted with just an hour of fun twin festivities, and with the baby monitors on and showing a live feed, Bucky and Y/N collapsed on the couch.

“I bet you the spy’s who do fight scenes for hours on end in movies, can’t do that,” Bucky groaned. Y/N laughed as she fell into his lap. 

“I don’t think they could,” Y/N agreed. 

“How the hell do Vis and Wanda do that all hours of the day?” he sighed deeply, moving his hands to her hair to wipe it off of her face in reflex. 

“It’s not always like that, but I do agree. That is some exhausting stuff.”

“Still want monsters of your own?” Bucky teased. 

She paused before answering and looking up at Bucky. He noticed the silence and looked down at her. 

“When it’s your own kiddos, it’s a whole different kind of mess. One that you’re a lot more willing to endure.”

He smiled at her sweet notion and ran a thumb down her cheek. 

“I guess you’re right about that,” he grinned. 

“Although,” she huffed, getting comfortable as she laid her head in his lap. “I can gladly wait a few more years before I add that kind of chaos to my life.”

“I think I can concur with that,” Bucky chuckled, slumping back in his stance. “Hey when you’re ready to move again, want to put on a movie?”

“Always.”

They sat like that taking a second to breathe in the calm. Before Bucky broke it. 

“Hey, Y/N?”

“Yeah, B?”

“I love you, you know that right?”

She sat up some and actually sat in his lap now. She leaned her forehead on his and smiled as they both closed their eyes at the intimate gesture. Their intimate gesture. 

“I know Bumble Bee. I love you too.”

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Wallflower

18+ ONLY 

Ezra (Prospect) x F!Reader

Word Count: 4.2k 

Warnings: fluff, mutual pining, cursing, smut, unprotected sex, oral (f receiving), masturbation, dirty dreams, implies age gap (reader is in 20s+/of age, just younger than Ezra)

No use of (y/n) in this one!

A/N: I know this was not one of the things I should be working on, and I procrastinated on my coursework yet again to write fan fic. I’m so in love with Ezra and I have wanted to write something for this character for a while. It’s my first time writing for him and I was so intimidated to write something about him because his manner of speaking is so unique that I’m worried I won’t do him justice! Hopefully you all enjoy! 

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“Ezra, for once can you please shut the fuck up. You’re driving me crazy,” you sigh, pulling off your helmet as you both return to your shared pod. It was a fairly long trek from the mining site back to your makeshift home and Ezra, being himself, talked the whole time- not once missing a beat.

“Not once have I ever had the pleasure of conversing with one as eloquently a sweet talker as yourself,” Ezra winks, making you roll your eyes. You weren’t actually mad at him, you could never, but one of the side effects of Ezra was limited moments of peace and quiet. In many ways, you and Ezra were very similar, and it made you really compatible partners.

But unlike Ezra, you really enjoyed quiet. Ezra, on the other hand, has had more than his fill of quiet for his lifetime and he basked in the ability to vocalize his every passing thought to you. It wasn’t often you felt the need to tell him to stop, but today had been particularly challenging and you couldn’t think of anything else besides the quiet of night and a good rest.

Ezra and you worked well because you were so much alike, but your differences also paired you two nicely. Ezra was without a doubt the biggest and most long-winded talker you had ever met and you were the best listener, opting to be the silent one in the conversation more times than not. You weren’t necessarily shy, just someone of a quieter nature. You mostly kept to yourself, by choice really, while Ezra struggled with solitude, it was one of the strengths of yours that you were able to endure it better than he could.

When you first met Ezra, he had called you wallflower, cause frankly you were one. Settled in the far corner of the pod with your notebook in hand, sketching instead of talking with the rest of the crew, Ezra made the effort to saunter over to you and made it his personal mission since day one to break you out of your shell. Made sure during mealtimes, he sat next to you, talked to you, asked you questions. Frankly, you owe the friendship you have with him now to his openness and talkative nature.

“Flower, I hope my parley on the trek back didn’t offend,” he says as he sheds off his suit.

“Not at all,” you say with a small smile, “Sometimes my meter runs out on my ability to listen. Tires me out.”

“I suppose I can understand,” Ezra replies, “I honestly seem to have the opposite problem, all my years in the Green, I never had the pleasure of someone to listen to besides my lonesome. Now that I have you, I find myself utterly unable to suppress my desire of spoken prose and I’m afraid I do tend to take advantage of your gentle nature.”

You nod, understanding him very well. It was coming up on seven months since you and Ezra had been on your own. The other three members of your crew had parted ways with you both, seeking out a better treasure.

Ezra, knowing what this planet and greed does, insisted on just doing his job and leaving, and you strongly agreed. It had been so long since the three of them went off for the buried riches, and you don’t even know if they will be returning to your pod at your scheduled time of departure in a few months’ time. Ezra told you stories about how he’s witnessed this job change people, and how he’s seen planets swallow up one’s humanity with no forgiveness. He was doubtful that any of them would return, and you were now starting to realize that his prediction since the beginning was correct.

Once your suit was off and put away, you smoothed out your hair as best you could by touch without a mirror, and headed over to the storage cubby where you both had your rations and grabbed you both a bar. You tossed one over to Ezra and he caught it effortlessly. Peeling back the wrapper of yours, you took a bite and collapsed on your cot.

“I never thought I’d miss those meals they served in the mess hall up in the station,” you comment, “I’d take a portion of those watery mashed potatoes and mystery meatloaf in a heartbeat if it meant I never had to touch one of these bars again.”

Your words made Ezra chuckle, his laugh deep and husky. You loved it. Your chest always swelled with pride just a tad when you had the ability to make him laugh or smile. More often, it was always him getting those reactions from you with his words and you liked the feeling when you were able to return the favor.

You closed your eyes, not falling asleep, just letting them rest while you chewed the rubbery ration. Ezra, tore through his always rather quickly, and he noticed that you still tried to savor yours despite your complaints. Like the taste, even though lacking and the texture terrible, was still like a reward for completing another hard day’s work. He admired that about you. You hadn’t been working this job as many years as him, as he was a few (plus a few more) years your senior. The things about this job he’s long since ignored or has gotten used to, still affected you. You still tried to taste your food, instead of scoffing it down like him and other seasoned prospectors.

“I can feel you staring, Ezra,” you say, breaking him out of his thoughts. He felt flushed knowing that he had been caught. It wasn’t intentional, more and more it was hard to keep his mind clear of thoughts of you.

“Sorry, flower,” he mutters, and you smirk, rendering him speechless for the first time all day.

It was undeniable that Ezra’s feelings for you were bubbling up closer and closer to the surface each passing day he spent in your company. You grounded him in ways he hadn’t realized he had needed. He needed someone to reign in his ramblings and tether him back when he lets his mind wander too deep. He needed you. There was this dependency that tied him to you now more than he ever experienced with another partner. It was friendship, sure. But he’s been friendly with partners past, and not once has he felt about them what he feels towards you.

He was a hopeless romantic, his thoughts of love and relationships were as poetic as the words he spoke. Yearning, completely head over heels, his mind constantly cluttered with scenarios of the ways he would court and win your affection if there was no inkling that lingered in his mind that was there to remind him it was a bad idea. You were much more practical than he ever hoped to be, much more wired for logic than he was. However, Ezra was blissfully unaware of how he had begun to rub off on you.

You found yourself daydreaming, caught up in your own little fantasies and escapes from reality, far more often than you had ever in your lifetime. Ezra, always the star at the center of it all. Living a life where you could stay with him somewhere more permanent, different career that didn’t require you both to float from planet to planet, chasing after prizes that weren’t actually yours- you just acted as a vessel, a taxi service for someone else’s riches.

You imagine scenarios where you would have met Ezra at a different time, or a different place. However, you often scolded yourself for allowing your stupid crush to occupy so much of your time. You were here for a job. And then you will leave and move on to your next one like always. It would be too painful to face rejection anyways, you reason. You can imagine the look on his face, thinking about the nicest way possible to reject you. That’s what you want to avoid, the pity. The niceties that will be forced after his inevitable rejection. The first friendship you’ve had the pleasure of having in years are gone just like that.

The pod was more spacious than the pod you would’ve been issued had it just been you and Ezra since the beginning. Two people sharing a pod designed for six felt much more like a livable space. More leg room, more spaces for privacy, it felt a little more like a studio apartment special wise than a glorified tent. You had even pushed a couple of the standard issue cots together and secured them tightly. You had the luxury of an extra pillow, and two of the thin mattress pads- it was like you had a full-size bed, with a beam running down the middle you did your best to cover by overlapping the mattress pads in the center. It was the most comfortable sleeping arrangement you’ve ever had on these expeditions.

Ezra and you strung a line across where both of your makeshift beds were positioned in the pod, and you hung a tarp across the line to make yourselves a privacy curtain. It was like you had your own room and he had his own as well. Ezra’s side was a little cleaner than yours, yours was a little cluttered with little mementos you find and want to bring back with you. Rocks, or small geodes… occasionally you’d bring back small plants that you double checked were nontoxic and you had them set up in makeshift planters- one of the crewmates that left abandoned an extra helmet that was damaged, and now you have an obscure green and purple plant sprouting up proudly from it.

Ezra’s side was much more standard. He had a pile of his old books, all of them weathered, looking like they’d been through hell and back. He had field books, and notebooks that held his years of accumulated knowledge of how he’s survived the Green. He ended up copying your bedding arrangement, and he agreed it was the most comfortable bed he’s had in years. He said it felt like a luxury a prospector like himself didn’t deserve. He also had a small collection of rocks that lined the ledge behind his bed. Little gifts from you, all of them.

“This one reminded me of you,” you’d say, passing him a unique rock while you struggled to keep the handful of the others you collected balanced in your hands. The grin on your face when you’d collect the little things was one of his favorite sights. When the partition that separated the beds was opened, it was a comical sight. Like a bedroom of a married couple on old television shows, where they had different beds and each side was decorated to that person’s tastes. Most of the time though, the partition was closed.

It made changing easier, the bathrooms and showers in pods no matter the occupancy size always had small, cramped bathrooms. However, it created a false sense of privacy because it did absolutely nothing in terms of suppressing noises. Ezra sometimes babbled nonsense in his sleep. The man literally unable to stop talking even when he was rendered unconscious. Most of the times it was completely incomprehensible, not even sounding like real words. Sometimes you’d hear a sentence maybe, but without knowing his dreams it was still alien to you. It was comforting to you hearing him on the other side of the partition, and knowing he was right on the other side made it easier for you to sleep.

Tonight, was no different, curled up in your bed, you were drifting off to sleep while Ezra had long fallen asleep before you. The weight of today’s expedition felt like it melted right off of your body as soon as your head hit the pillow. You were close to falling asleep, just savoring the moments of comfort before letting your mind drift when you heard Ezra say your name on the other side of the makeshift wall.

“What is it, Ezra?” you whisper, grumbling that he interrupted you right before falling asleep. He doesn’t respond, and instead you hear a low snore on the other side. He must’ve fallen back asleep, you figure, closing your eyes. They shoot open a few minutes later when he repeats your name again, but this time it’s a deep moan. His voice was husky and it sent a vibration right up the back of your spine. Your eyes widened at the realization that on the other side of the curtain, Ezra was dreaming about you. You shivered when he let out another involuntary, low groan. If you hadn’t been listening you probably wouldn’t have even heard it.

What do you do? You mind is racing with trying to figure out how to handle this situation. Do you wake him up? You also try your hardest to ignore how every small noise on the other side of the curtain is just going right to your core, making your thighs squeeze together while you keep your own arousal at bay. It was wrong of you to listen in, but you really don’t have much of a choice. You force yourself to take a few unsteady breaths to calm yourself, but it does nothing to ease you in your shocked state. Kevva, the noises he was making were like music. You often wondered what he would sound like. His voice on its own is already so perfect. But in this context? You wanted to hear nothing else.

You don’t even know how long you lay on your bed paralyzed before the temptation becomes too much and you are sliding one hand down the length of your torso and into your sleep shorts. You delicately slide your hand under your dampened underwear and your fingers instinctively find your clit. You bite your lip, trying your best to suppress the whimpers that escape your lips as you think about the man behind the partition. Your months of pining for him you finally let yourself submit to.

It had been a while. There was no privacy on the pod at any moment. When someone was using the shower, from the other room everyone could always hear the rustling around, if they were humming. It was better to just not try at all. The risk of getting caught was always too high. This was the first time you acknowledged and succumbed to your desires this entire mission. It had been so difficult to avoid, but now, you are taking advantage of the opportunity presenting itself to you. You weren’t even thinking twice, just closing your eyes and imaging the fingers inside you belonged to Ezra. You were so caught up in your own pleasure, you hadn’t noticed that Ezra’s side of the room had fallen silent.

Ezra sat up on his bed, His eyes fixated completely on the tarp that was the only thing separating him from you. He felt shameful, waking up from another dream about you. He woke up hard, and he felt immensely guilty. Then he heard your soft moans you were trying so hard to hold back. Now he sat on his bed, completely captivated by the noises on the other side, while he pleaded with himself to either make a move or just try to ignore it and get a few more hours of sleep. He snapped when he heard his name fall off your lips in a small whisper.

“I can feel you staring, Ezra,” he hears you say on the other side of the curtain. He smiles, probably ear to ear like a goddamn dopey teenager. He stands up and pulls the curtain back, and his breath catches in his throat at the sight of you laid out. You had stopped, knowing your statement would cause him to pull the curtain back, but the evidence of what you were doing still lingered- your hair sprawled out messy on the pillow, your sleepshirt haphazardly pushed up exposing the smooth skin and curves to him, the slick on your fingertips and the small wet spot on the front of your shorts. You looked up at him with doe eyes and he thought he might collapse on the floor at the sight of you.

“Flower,” he whispers breathlessly in the dark. The only light coming in was from the moonlight outside from the small window on your side you had opened. He thought you looked ethereal, a sight to behold that he was not worthy of gazing upon. He’s speechless. You can’t quite make out his facial expression in the dark and you mistake his breathless tone for discomfort.

“I’m so sorry,” you say, sitting up slightly. “I just... I heard you dreaming about me; we don’t have to bring this up again. Its just loneliness getting to me…”

He tentatively kneels down in front of your bed and you move to hide your face in the pillow so you don’t have to face him. He gently cups your face in his hand, and guides you back to face him. He actually says your name, and you might die hearing it on his lips.

“If what you say is true, and this is nothing more than a lapse in judgement, fueled by the loneliness of the Green, I swear to you I shall never as I live hold this moment against you, and you and I shall commence in the morning living like it never happened. But, if there is any chance these feelings that I have harbored for you are reciprocated, please grant me this opportunity to show you how much I am completely transfixed by you.”

You are now the one rendered speechless as you try to process the new information and the proposal Ezra has offered you. You are having difficultly allowing yourself to believe any of this or anything he says is true. Part of you was wondering if this was part of a dream and you hadn’t yet realized you were asleep. You had to reach out and touch his face, feeling his stubble under your touch, any sort of evidence to know he was physically right there.

“You’re real,” you mumble to yourself, and he chuckles. He takes the hand which you had rested on his face and he presses a kiss to your wrist.

“The number of times I have thought the same thing about you,” he mutters, moving your hand to press a gentle kiss to the back of it. “Flower, please…”

“This is more than a just a whim,” you admit, exhaling shakily, “Ezra… I love you.”

“Oh, how I’ve longed to hear those gracious words on your lips, flower,” he smiles, his gaze not breaking from your face.

You lean forward, capturing his lips in a kiss, unable to take being separated from him anymore. You move your lips against his and you can feel his smile as he moves to position himself on top of you, not even needing to break the kiss. Your limbs tangle with his, and you run your hands through his tousled curls, wanting to just let your hands touch every part of him that he would let you. He rests on hand on the back of your neck, while he uses the other to keep himself from putting all of his weight on you.

“You’re bewitching,” he says softly, as he pulls away from your lips to leave a trail of kisses and bites down your neck and collar bone. “Your beauty is unmatched by anything these tired eyes have ever witnessed,” he praises, as his hands move to slide nimbly under the fabric of your shirt.

He plans to take his time, to completely worship every part of your body and vocalize in every way how beautiful you are and how much he cares for you. His moments are slow, and sensual, making you feel like complete putty in his hands. He wants to savor absolutely every part of this shared moment. For so long has he dreamed about this, and so far, everything about you- your noises, your soft skin, all so much better than he ever envisioned. His calloused hands savor every inch of you they graze, committing how every part of you feels to his memory.

His moustache and stubble leave goosebumps behind on every part of your skin he kisses. He leaves a trail of marks behind that with time will definitely darken into small bruises, evidence he can gaze upon tomorrow to remind him this all was not just a dream. In his head, he pleads with his maker that if this is a dream may he please never wake up and suspend him in this sleep state forever. A small price to pay to have you entangled in his arms.

“I love you,” he repeats over and over as he kisses down your body, pressing kisses to every inch he can see and touch, just like he’s wanted to for so long in these strenuous months. His movements are gently, and you moan softly at the sensation of his knuckles grazing your skin as he pulls your shorts and underwear down your legs, leaving you know completely bare in front of him.

“I want to spend the rest of my days between these thighs,” he mumbles, pressing kisses to your inner thighs and his hands grab them and pull them apart gently. Like a man starved, his tongue works skillfully, giving you so much attention. Your hands tangle in his hair, and he sucks on your clit, making you cry out in pleasure. He loves the reactions he can elicit from you and he loves the taste of you. You’re as touched starved as he is and he wants nothing more than to stay between your legs for hours as you moan praises, and shudder under his touch. You back arches and you can’t help but squirm at the sensations, but he holds your legs gently, keeping you in place. The first time he brings you to orgasm is by his tongue, and you can taste yourself on his lips when he finally comes up for air.

You can’t even think of anything to say to reciprocate his words, your mind is hazy and you’re overcome with the feeling. He doesn’t seem to mind, and the look on his face almost proves how proud he is to be the one who’s the cause of your current state. He’s just so wrapped up in how your body is responding to his every move, he doesn’t care you’re completely speechless. The feeling of it all was just too much to try to attempt vocalizing coherent thoughts.

When he finally pushes himself inside you, it completely takes your breath away. He makes sure to go slow, taking his time and letting you adjust. He also needs to steady himself, because the feeling of you wrapped around him is incredible. It’s perfect, and he wants to take his time, but your so tight and feel so good, and it’s been so long since he’s experienced such an intimacy.

“You’re perfect,” you moan softly at the feeling of how he stretches you.

The compliments that fall from your lips, go right to his head, inflating his ego. His kisses become more frantic, and passionate. His hands shamelessly wander the length of your body, groping at the flesh, wanting to just worship every part of you, to just touch every part of you. His rhythm is slow at first, not wanting to cause you any discomfort, but you wrap your legs around his waist and pull him in closer and his mind is frenzied at the sensation. His movements become much more sporadic, chasing his relief as you cry out how close you are as your face rests in the crook of his neck, leaving kisses and bites on his neck, leaving your own marks on him like you were returning the favor.

“Cum inside me, Ezra,” you whisper, nibbling his ear and he groans hearing something only in his dreams manifest in the flesh. “It’s safe.”

He bites his lip and you tug gently on the ends of his hair, a moaning mess under him. The way your face contorts when you orgasm for the second time and the sensation of your release is the final sensation that triggers his own. He collapses on top of you, resting his face in the crook of your neck, whispering again how perfect you are before pulling out and rolling over to lay beside you.

You both are breathing heavily, glistening with sweat and feeling euphoric after coming down from the high. Your chests rise and fall as you both work to catch your breath before either of you speak. It’s a comfortable silence, both of you trying to recover. He looks over to you, and you match his gaze. You roll over onto your stomach and rest your head on his chest, taking a few moments before cleaning up. You rest your arm across his torso and he wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you closer.

Here, in the depths of this dangerous planet, you felt safe in his arms. The excruciatingly long days of physical labor, chasing after promises of riches feel fruitless now more than ever, because the best thing you ever found in the Green had been right next to you the entire time.

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Chapter 5: 3-day free trial Day 1

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Day 1

A very rare day off. Usually, Sakusa would spend it cleaning his whole house, but this time Kia is around. Does he ask her to help? What does a 30-month old know about cleaning?

The night before, it was chill. Kia slept immediately after eating dinner and bathing, probably because she was tired from the flight. Plus, his parents were there to help him. He starts to think not to let the toddler nap so she’ll sleep immediately.

You are still in Tokyo, processing some papers for work and will arrive 3 days after. Which means, Sakusa has to take care of Kia alone for 3 days. He really has no idea on what to do. You gave him a schedule of Kia’s routines, but he thinks it’s systematically ridiculous. He has no free time at all.

6:30 AM: wake up (don’t let her stay in bed for a long time or you’ll suffer tonight)

7:30 AM: breakfast (she eats solid food and isn’t allergic to anything. she also isn’t picky. just make sure you cut her food into small pieces)

8:00 AM: bath (she loves playing with water. watch her carefully. she might slip and hit her head.)

8:30 AM: household chores (she likes helping with the chores, especially folding clothes and hanging the laundry)

11:30 AM: lunch

1:00 PM: nap time (give her milk. make sure you let her help you with the chores or she’ll not sleep. she has a lot of energy. also, this is your alone time. spend it wisely.)

3:00 PM: wake up. (give her snacks)

7:00 PM: wash.

8:00 PM: dinner.

10:00 PM: sleep.

She’s not as messy as other kids, but she’s still a child, she can’t help it but make mess. Go easy on her.

“Is this how she spends her time?” Sakusa stares at the piece of paper disappointedly. He checks the clock on the wall it’s almost time for Kia to wake up. “Right. Her mom said she’ll call any minute now.”

Sakusa goes to the room and opens the blinds, waking Kia up. She sits up, looking around the unfamiliar room. She sees Sakusa and raises her hands, a sign to lift her up, but he doesn’t understand. “What?”

Kia starts crying, confusing the hell out of Sakusa. He gives her a bottle of milk but she rejects it. She continues to raise her arms, her cries getting louder. Sakusa wants to throw her out of the window, but that would be murder and you will definitely kill him for it.

Kia stops crying then stares at him with teary eyes. They look at each other as if they are competing on a staring contest. And he wins, Kia says what she wants. “Carry.”

“We have to change your diaper first. Then, I’ll carry you.”

“Okay.”

Kia jumps out of bed and runs to the bathroom, Sakusa following behind her in a safe distance. He puts her on the changing station, lying her on her back. He changes the diaper in horror, but Kia is just enjoying the lights in the bathroom.

Not long after having changed her diapers, you call Sakusa. He puts Kia on the high chair, then answers your call. He takes a phone stand and leans his phone on it, so you can talk to your daughter properly. “Mama!” Kia cheers upon seeing your face.

“Baby!” You coo on the other line. “How are you? I miss you!”

‘Already? Pfft. It hasn’t even been 24 hours since you last saw her.’

Sakusa continues to make rice balls. First he makes his, since he is unsure of how much Kia can eat. He puts his finished onigiris aside, then stands behind Kia’s chair to see ask you.

The moment you see him on screen, a blush creeps on your cheeks. He is wearing a loose maroon shirt that shaped his shoulder way too good for your liking. You stare at him without realizing. ‘Has his shoulders always been that broad?’

“Hey, I’m asking you something.” He calls and you snap out of your thoughts. You clear your throat and answer with a hum. He rolls his eyes and repeats his question. “Is this enough rice for Kia?” He tilts the plate of rice, showing it to you.

You act as if you are examining the plate but you are actually too busy staring at his toned and veiny forearms. You nod at him and he leaves the screen again. You pout and forget about Kia who is staring at you. After a while of assessing your face, Kia finally concludes on why you look upset.

“Kyo, go back here. Mama’s sad. She wants to see you, too.”

The room falls silent, and your apartment that is hundreds of kilometers away from them does too. Sakusa, to save you from embarrassment, pretends not to hear Kia’s statement. Then, he hears you speak, “Kia, baby. I have to go to work now. Bye!”

You end the call immediately. Sakusa on the other hand still looks unbothered, but deep down he is smiling like an idiot. But Kia saddens upon seeing the black screen on the device.

“What’s that?” Kia asks out of curiosity and boredom, pointing at Sakusa’s hands that are molding the rice into tiny balls she won’t choke on.

“Your food.”

“What food?”

“Onigiri.”

“Why?”

“What do you mean why?”

“Why Onigiri?”

“What do you want to eat?”

“Onigiri.”

“Then, shut up. You won’t get to eat if you don’t keep quiet.”

“Why should I?”

Sakusa groans, then puts the plate of rice balls down on the counter rather agreesively. Kia’s lower lip quivers, staring at him in guilt. He takes a deep breath in before continuing to shape the ham and cheese as he prays for more patience.

Sakusa places the finished food on her tray, then lifts Kia up of her chair to bring her to the sink. He helps her wash and dry her hands before returning her back to the table. She bows her head, mumbling a soft ‘itadakimasu’ before holding onto her spoon. She attempts to put a piece of carrot on her spoon, but fails miserably.

“Feed me!” Kia announces in which Sakusa responds with a sigh. He leaves his food to feed her. He takes the spoon from her hand and attempts to feed her. He honestly wants to shove it in her mouth, but he doesn’t want a child to die in his house because of choking.

“Don’t make a mess,” Sakusa warns, and she nods. He continues to feed her and she is calm to his surprise. On her last rice ball, Kia looks at Sakusa in anticipation but only to be rewarded by a stare.

Sakusa puts Kia down before he cleans her seat and wash her plate. He continues to eat his and tells her to go to her room. She runs to her room and start playing with whatever toy there is in there. She spots a marker and takes the lid off. She runs to the wall and starts scribbling on it in delight. Sakusa finishes eating and washing with the dishes so he checks up on Kia.

“What are you doing?!” He shouts, seeing the markings on the wall. Kia looks at him in shock, dropping the pen to the ground. She starts crying as Sakusa marches towards her. “Why did you draw on the wall?!”

“I’m sorry!” Kia cries, feeling guilty of what she has done.

“You better be because you just made a mess on my wall!” Sakusa scolds, picking up the pen she just used. He takes the other pens on the table and throws them forcefully in the trashcan. Kia cries even harder which irritates Sakusa. “Shut up!”

Kia stops crying because of his words. “Do you not like Kia?” She asks innocently.

“I don’t like messy children like you,” he answers in a stern manner before he aggressively wipes the ink off the wall with wipes. He looks at Kia, expecting her to cry but she is only staring at the wall.

“I thought papa loves me...” Kia mumbles before sitting down on the floor. Sakusa didn’t hear her words due to the stress that is filling him in. Preoccupied with cleaning, he doesn’t realize Kia staring at the wall unhealthily.

Sakusa finishes and grabs clothes from her drawer and the baby bag you prepared in case they go out. He changes Kia then leaves the room. He places Kia in the highchair again so he can change into his practice clothes.

“I won’t be able to survive being alone with you for anymore time.”

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The two enter the gym, Kia garnering everyone’s attention. He instructs her to sit at the bench and not to move unless it’s necessary. Everyone is quiet, confused as hell, and cannot believe what they are seeing. Sakusa Kiyoomi with a child, a child that resembles him way too much.

“Is that your daughter?” Bokuto excitedly asks, the other members are so thankful and ashamed of him for asking the question they all want to ask. “She’s taller than I thought!”

“Did you think she was 1 foot tall or something?” Atsumu remarks, walking closer to the child with Hinata. Kia’s eyes glimmers as she sees them.

She stands on the bench, looking up to them. The volleyball players put their hands on their knees, crouching, to level with Kia’s height. “You’re very tall!” Kia exclaims excitedly.

Hinata blushes at her statement, “I am?” He giggles, lifting Kia up. “You’re so cute!”

Atsumu examines her features silently, glancing at Sakusa to do some comparisons. She smiles at the faux blonde and captures his heart immediately. He clutches on his chest exaggeratedly, making Kia giggle.

“You look like your papa but cuter!” Atsumu coos at her, pinching her cheek.

Kia’s eyes widen in excitement upon hearing the word ‘papa.’ She jumps to Atsumu’s arms, which he luckily catches her. “You know my papa?”

Everyone in the room becomes silent with Kia’s question. Atsumu tilts her head to the side, then looks at Sakusa. He is looking at the court, obviously not paying attention to Kia or what she is saying. “Isn’t he your papa?” Atsumu asks, pointing a finger at Sakusa.

“My mama said papa is tall and handsome with curly hair. He also has black hair and black eyes and fair skin! He is also very tall!” Kia rambles.

Isn’t she describing Sakusa? Everyone in the room thinks.

“But Kyo!” She points at Sakusa who is now staring at her. “He’s a monster!”

Sakusa grabs a volleyball and the team members stop him from hitting Kia with it. He shouts in frustration, leaving the gym. Kia starts crying in fear again and the boys help her quiet down. Atsumu hands her to Hinata before chasing after Sakusa.

Atsumu spots Sakusa at the lockers, sitting quietly on his spot. The blonde sits a bench away from him, giving him enough space. Sakusa looks at him and sighs. “I can’t believe you’re the one I’m talking to.”

“If you prefer to talk with Hinata or Bokuto, I’ll go call them.”

“Please, no. You’re the most sane out of the three.”

“Thanks?” Atsumu chuckles, then waits for Sakusa to say something again. He’s aware of how blunt Sakusa is with his words, but Kia just seem to shut him up. He can’t say anything to her.

“What seems to be the problem?” Atsumu starts, knowing Sakusa won’t say anything if he doesn’t.

Atsumu is seen as asshole by everybody, but he is definitely not a bad friend. Sakusa may not consider him as one, but he does. And he’s more than willing to listen and talk to him.

“Kia. I just don’t really like children.”

Atsumu takes a deep breath in before asking Sakusa a question that can get him killed by the ace. “So why are you trying?”

Sakusa processes his question then laughs. Atsumu is getting scared. He has always seen Sakusa as a psychopath and he is showing signs right now. He is about to flee the room but Sakusa answers him.

“Because I want her mom back.”

But he doesn’t want Kia.

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After their practice, Sakusa, Bokuto, Atsumu and Hinata decide to eat dinner together. Atsumu lowkey scared for Kia. What if he doesn’t feed her dinner? He’s even thinking of bringing her home until you arrive.

They arrive in Miya Onigiri, the only place Sakusa trusts to dine in. They get seated in the private room, Osamu well-aware of Sakusa’s hate towards crowds. He got surprised about seeing Kia, too, but he didn’t say anything. He gives her a highchair and she thanks him gleefully. He ruffles her hair before helping her up in the chair. After taking their orders, he goes to the kitchen to make it.

Kia sits between Sakusa and Atsumu, while Bokuto and Hinata sit across them. Kia is busy chatting with the boys when Sakusa’s phone starts to ring so he checks it and see that you’re calling. He answers it and hands the phone to Kia.

“Mama!” Kia cheers. “Look! I’ve got new friends!” She shows Hinata and Bokuto on the screen, and your eyes widen. Bokuto quiets down and stares at you in shock as well.

“Akaashi’s cousin!” Bokuto says. “Kia is your daughter too? She’s Omi-kun’s daughter as well!” You chuckle awkwardly until they grey hair boy hits realization. “You said Kia’s father is dead!”

“I never said that!” You reply in defense. Upon hearing your exchange with Bokuto, Sakusa gets bothered. Did you really say he was dead to other people?

“Bokuto don’t shout at my mama like that!” Kia pouts. You call her and tells her to use polite terms with the three since they’re her uncles.

Atsumu laughs at your statement and his deep laugh catches you off guard. Kia shows herself in the camera again and Atsumu is seen too. “We’re at the age that we’re considered as uncles already, huh?”

“Yes, you are.” You clarify and Atsumu scoffs.

“I’m Miya Atsumu by the way,” he introduces and you introduce yourself back. The three of you, with Kia, continue to call as they wait for their food. Atsumu asks questions about you which is annoying Sakusa every time you answer it with ethusiasm. The food arrives so they say their goodbyes, then you end the call as soon as Atsumu says bye, not giving Sakusa the chance to talk to you.

“You can’t use spoon well yet?” Atsumu coos, taking Kia’s spoon. He feeds her as he eats as well, the irritation in Sakusa’s body growing even more.

After eating, it is time to say good bye. And Kia isn’t letting go of Atsumu.

“I wanna stay with you!” Kia cries, clinging onto Atsumu’s neck. Having enough of Kia being way too attached to Atsumu, Sakusa grabs Kia out of the blonde’s grasps, leaving her to cry. She throws punches on his chest which obviously has no effect, but she’s trying okay?

“He’s my papa! Not you!”

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Before Kia left for Osaka, Akaashi told her that Kiyoomi is her dad. She didn’t believe him.

Meian now has the baby fever.

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Requests are open again hihi as a member of Kunikida and Oda deserve all the love club, I MUST request the scenario 6 with Kunikida, LIKE, LOOKS LIKE SOMETHING HE WOULD DO and never admit it

Thanks for this club haha, love your works and I am so happy we can ask for it again 🥺

The “Kunikida and Oda deserve all the love and affection because they do” club is steady growing and we love to see it 😌🙏🏾 and YES Kunikida will 100% do this no hesitation even if he’s complaining the whole time lol and thanks for reading my works and for all the love 🥺💚💙 reader is gender neutral!

TW: mentions of undressing (Okay it’s not spicy/suggestive, he’s just being a good boyfriend so that you can get in the shower 🥺 no body parts/nothing graphic is mentioned but I still wanted to put a TW!)

Prompt Scenario: “Person A having a broken leg and Person B has to carry them up and down the stairs to their bedroom every night/morning.” with Kunikida!

This sucks.

You didn’t think that your injury would be this bad, but here you are. One that left you completely immobile.

Okay you’re exaggerating, but you could only do so much being stuck in this bed!

The white cast surrounding your broken leg (although filled with doodles by Naomi, Dazai, Ranpo, and the others), baring as a constant reminder of your mistake. It just took one misstep and a nasty fall down the stairs that left your leg bending in an angle that it definitely wasn’t suppose to be. While Yosano happily offered her services to heal, you weren’t necessarily ready to go through with that process yet. Besides, now you can somewhat laze around and not get shot at for once!

That was your first thought initially.

You got bored and lonely fast.

With Kunikida having to go to work, and you still being monitored in the hospital, you could only do so much for your entertainment. The food wasn’t the greatest, you flipped through all the channels at least three times in the last hour, and you missed sharing the bed with your lover.

You really miss him, and you’re starting to take up Yosano’s offer...

But, you couldn’t contain your fidgeting in the bed today after hearing the good news.

You’re finally getting released from this prison today! You can finally get to breathe in some fresh air, and not the stale one that’s been circling in your room for past couple of days. With the addition of seeing your boyfriend, who you know for a fact misses you just as much as you do, (and maybe even more).

—-

So coming home came with some setbacks.

Mainly the stairs that started all of this mess to begin with.

Kunikida was already cooking dinner, which you offered to help, but he just demanded asked that you sit down and let your leg rest. In your absence, he’s written down almost all of the medical advice on broken legs known to man and is determined to be the best caretaker for you. You couldn’t just sit around forever, and you’re ready to be in your pajamas, to get underneath your own covers, and to cuddle with your partner whose warmth you have been missing for the past couple of days.

You got crutches to use, and you’re 100% sure that you can hobble your way up the stairs and make it to the bedroom in one piece this time. You just have to have patience and take your time, just take one step at a time, and you should be okay! If you could just control your shaking grip on your crutches, and get your good leg to become steady enough to stand on the first step, then you can-

“What do you think you’re doing?”

Your foot barely hovered over the step before you felt his presence behind you. You could practically feel the anger radiating off of him, no doubt the look on his face being a mix of anger and disappointment.

When you turned around, you were proven correct. Kunikida’s brows were furrowing deeper and deeper the longer you stayed in this compromising position, and you would have laughed seeing him wearing your shared apron if you didn’t see his hold on the spatula tightening each second. “Um, well, I was going to-”

“Go up the very stairs that left you like this, unsupervised.”

Surprisingly, he’s still intimidating, even in the “This cook accepts cleaned plates AND kisses as payment” apron.

“Well, I’m-I’m being extra careful! I can’t not go into our bedroom. I sleep there too you know.” You laughed, but the situation became even more awkward when he wasn’t laughing with you.

“You just got back home and already about to put yourself in harm’s way again, and we haven’t even ate yet!”

You started to panic more when he untied the apron and took off his glasses.

You just accepted your fate whenever he approached you again, slowly easing yourself down and preparing yourself to be chewed out and in for a lengthy lecture that’ll probably leave you falling asleep on the steps soon enough-

Until he kneeled down in front of you, back turned.

Okay you’re confused.

You’re just staring at his back, wondering what exactly he’s doing. Is this suppose to be symbolic message or something? Is this his way of saying that he’s giving you the silent treatment-

“Well?”

“Well what?”

“The schedule is already off, and since you’re just so ready to jump ahead, we might as well get it over with. If it’ll make you listen and not be so irrational, then fine.”

It still isn’t clicking for you-

“Hurry up and get on already! We don’t have all night!”

Ohhhh, he wants you to get on...his back? However, judging by the red spreading to the tips of his ears, that’s what he wants. You would tease him, but your heart is too busy melting at the fact that he would do this for you. “Doppo, you don’t have to do this-”

“I do. If you think that you’re going near any of these steps without me, then you’re sorely mistaken. Not to mention how hard it will be for you to maneuver around, so I do need to do this. So, go ahead, before we get more behind schedule.”

You’re still on the brink of refusing him, but he does have a point; it’s going to be a little difficult trying to move around with this. You also recognized that this is one of his ways of showing that he cares, and wants to help you through this. Kunikida has always been someone that will truly help when you need it, even if you don’t ask for it. He may complain about it being “extra work”, but you know that he doesn’t mean it, and will do it again in a heartbeat if needed be.

It’s just one of the many reasons why you love him so much.

Plus, this is probably one of the only times you’ll be able to get a piggyback ride without begging, so why not?

It wasn’t difficult to get on his back, especially since he’s handling you like you’re so fragile (which you guess you are right now). It was funny, you both know what you’re capable of but yet he’s always so gentle with you, but it’s never to the point that he’s degrading or belittling.

“(Y/N)?”

“Hm?”

“Do you remember what I told you when we first started dating?”

“Of course, I can never forget it!”

“The day that I confessed to you, I told you that I will always take care of you. That I would do my best to keep you safe, to protect you, and I already failed you.” His tone became somber. You couldn’t imagine what was going through his head the nights you were gone.

Going through his daily routine and sleeping in an empty bed without you filled him with guilt, especially knowing that this happened over something that could have been easily prevented. He blamed himself every day, it didn’t matter that you weren’t gone for long. It was still his fault.

“Doppo, don’t blame yourself-”

“I do. I was already careless enough to let you get hurt, and I can’t let that happen again, I won’t.” You would be more concerned, but his tone shifted. It was no longer full of pity for himself, full of guilt. Instead, it was full of unwavering determination, that this scenario can’t- will never happen again.

You could tell that he was making a promise, to both you and himself. And he is a man of his word, after all.

You already made it to your shared bedroom, Kunikida carrying you to the restroom and sitting you on the edge of the bed. He already began to grab your PJs from the dresser, and made his way back to you. “Is it okay if- if I-”

“Yes, Doppo, I don’t mind you helping me undress.” You laughed. You two live together and he’s seen you hundreds of times, yet he still asks every time if he could come in if you’re changing. Just another reason why you fell for him.

Once you were done, he carried you again to the bathroom, the water already running and him checking to make sure it’s right for you. He already rolled his sleeves up and kneeled down in front of you, and you could hear him mumbling to himself about the different methods he can use to keep your cast dry as he lifted it.

You swear he’s too sweet for his own good, no matter how many times he tries to deny it.

—-

Even after your cast was off and your leg was good as new, Kunikida still caught himself trying to carrying you up the stairs every morning and night. He felt embarrassed every time you laughed and reminded him that he didn’t have to do it anymore. He still stood close by though, with the excuse that you’re still clumsy enough that it’s bound to happen again (which you just rolled your eyes and kissed his cheek). He did get the chance to carry you however whenever you were too tired or fell asleep downstairs, no exceptions.

(You may or may not have fake sleep sometimes so that he can carry you.)

Yes, he may reprimand and complain about how irresponsible and reckless you can be, he may act like the chaos you create throws off his dear schedule so much, and he wonders how you managed to make him fall in love with you so deeply when you don’t even qualify for all of his ideals, but he doesn’t care believe it or not. He wouldn’t give you up for the world.

Besides, anything to have you in his arms is worth the headache.

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Show Me You Love Me [Katsuki Bakugou]

Or Day 6. Morning sex [Bakugou]

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WC: 1783

Pairing: Pro Hero Bakugou x FemReader

Contains: Aged up character, Soft Bakugou, Oral, the word “c*nt”, unprotected sex, breeding kink?, slight Somnophilia

Ry: I know at day 6 you’re like “why did you switch to bnha?” and it was bc of Bakugou’s hero name being revealed and I just… i had to

[Smut Under Cut]

Being married to Pro Hero DynaMight was amazing, but had its drawbacks like any relationship. The main one being, you went to bed basically every single night by yourself, to a large empty house. Katsuki Bakugou worked nights basically every single day, even after you two had gotten married and moved into a four bedroom house that you had been saving up for.  While you were a pro hero too, you worked days, getting up right as Katsuki fell into his deep sleep. Last night had been one of those nights, when you had fallen asleep alone. 

Now it was early morning, your alarm going off beside your head. Damn, you had forgotten to turn it off. You peek at your phone, pressing on the screen to turn it off before rolling over. Your hand lands on your husband's large muscled form beside you, waking you up just a bit more. Katsuki was snoring softly at first, groaning and shifting as you touched him. 

This peeked your interest, making you run your fingers along his muscles. His body wiggled, his brows furring as his lips formed a pout and let out another groan. The two of you had always had a policy that ‘if you wake me up with sex, it’s fine’, but had never really used it due to the way your schedules worked. It had been too long since you had felt him, the urge too strong to fight back. Plus, he could always go back to sleep, right? 

Slowly, you moved your fingers down, running your nails gingerly along the hard muscle, all the way down to his hips. Under you, his muscles shifted as he groaned, trying to roll away from your hand in his sleep. 

Grinning a bit, you pressed down on his hip to keep him from rolling, pulling at his boxers once he settled back. It took a bit of maneuvering, but you finally got them down enough that his half-flaccid dick was out, laying so temptingly against his pelvic area. 

Taking it in your hand, you rub your thumb against the under vein, slowly stroking it as you do so. Katsuki groans under you, his entire body shifting as his hips roll into your hand. A shiver runs down your spine, biting your lip as you muffle a soft moan of your own. You start moving your hand faster, your free hand sweetly playing with his balls. You can see his brows pressing together as he fights sleep, some part of him telling him to wake up. 

Licking your lips, you take this opportunity to lean down and flick your tongue over the slit on the head of his now hard cock. Another groan from his throat makes you take all of his cock down your throat the best you can, bobbing your head slowly, your cheeks hollow. Katsuki lets out a moan, his hips once again rolling, this time pushing his cock further down your throat. You pull back, coughing a bit, before looking up at his face. 

Bright red eyes are looking back at you, a smirk curled on the corner of his lips. “Mornin’ princess,” he purrs out with his husky morning voice.

You swallow, looking back into his eyes as you answer. “Mornin,” you murmur as Katsuki’s hand finds your cheek, his thumb brushing away a piece of drool from when you had choked. 

“Don’t let me stop you. You were doing a good job,” he told you, eyes flickering down to his still erect dick. 

You nod, shifting back down and taking the head of his cock back into your mouth. You decided to go slow this time, slowly moving down as you sucked. Katsuki growled a bit, not liking the pace change, bucking his hips up. This time, though, you had caught his twitch so you pulled back with a pop, smirking at him as another growl came from this throat.

“Quit teasing me. You woke me up for this,” he told you, his voice low as he grabbed your wrist and pulled you close to him, your chest pressed against his. Shifting the two of you, Katsuki rolled on top of you, still holding onto one wrist, looking down at you. Light from the morning sun flooded through your windows, basking the two of you in a soft orange light. 

“Fuck, you’re so cute,” he murmured before pressing his lips roughly against yours. His free hand moved down, slipping under your pajama bottoms and underwear. He continued by pressing a finger between your pussy lips, finding your clit and rubbing against it softly. He smirked, taking his hand back and licking his now soaked finger. “Someone’s already so wet. Was sucking me off while I slept that much fun?” he teased.

You whined when he pressed against your clit, but let out a whimper when he pulled away, a pout forming on your lips. Sure, you had been teasing him but how dare he tease you?

“Maybe,” you retort, locking your eyes with his ruby-colored ones. 

His grin got wider as a laugh came from his throat, leaning in to kiss you sweetly. “I didn’t expect that honest response. It’s hot,” he said. Letting go of your wrist, he sits up, grabbing at the elastic on your pants, yanking everything off with one clean motion. Slipping between your legs, he forced you to spread them open, his eyes looking over every inch of your body. 

“You don’t usually wake me up, though… Why today?” he wondered as he leaned down, pressing kisses against your mound.

“I was lonely… and a little unloved...” you reply, letting out soft moans as his hands find their way up your body, running along your sides up to your chest to cup your breasts. You let out a few more moans as he began massaging them, arching your back a bit. 

“Sorry, babe... You know I love you,” he murmured before his tongue slipped between your pussy lips, burying his face nose deep into you. 

Katsuki loved being between your thighs, eating you out as if he was a starving dog. His tongue swiped along your cunt, flicking across your clit, causing you to arch your back and moan. One of his fingers slipped inside of you right as he began sucking on your sensitive bud, your hands finding his hair to tangle into. His finger began exploring your insides, finding a bundle of nerves and pressing against it. Another loud moan left your throat, a whimper following as he licked and sucked at your clit. He kept this up until you were a squirming mess under him, having added another finger as he finger-fucked you for a solid five minutes. Another solid press against your g-spot along with the flick of his tongue and gently suck of your clit, and you were rolling over the edge with your orgasm, bucking up into his mouth as you moaned his name over and over.

“Oh Katsu...,” you breathed out, shivering as you came down from your orgasm.

“I’ll make it up to you even more..” he said when he caught his breath, “How about I give you something to remember me even when I’m not here?” 

“Really?” you reply, your head snapping up to look back into his eyes. You had been wanting a child with Katsuki for a while now, and he always told you it wasn’t a good time. 

“Yeah,” he replied, kissing your belly before shifting up, his erection pressing against the folds of your aching entrance. “I can’t wait to cum inside you,” he said, his red eyes darkening with a hunger you hadn’t seen before, causing a shutter to run down your body. 

Without another word, Katsuki pushes himself inside you until he’s all the way. He began to pull out right away then pushed back into you with a snap of his hips, his pace already picking up by the sixth stride. The room filled with your moans, arching your back as you rolled your hips, grinding into Katsuki’s cock as he finally set his pace. Echoing your moans with soft groans and pants of his own, Katsuki looked down at you with heavy-lid eyes, your legs wrapped around his waist as he held your hips. 

His thumbs gently rubbed your hips as he kept up his pace, leaning down to kiss your lips twice. Letting go of your hips for a moment, he made your legs let go as he put your ankles onto his shoulders, groaning as he cock pushed deeper inside of you from the angle. One of his hands snaked up your thighs to your calves before his fingers wrapped around your ankles. His head tilted into your foot, kissing right above where his fingers were. You saw a glint in his eye as he smirked down at you before he started pounding mercilessly into you. A scream ripped from your throat from the sudden fast paced movements, the scream quickly dissolving into moans as he kept ramming into you.  

Katsuki groaned above you, mumbling out your name in between his soft pants, sweat slowly building up between your thighs and his chest. His free hand holds your hip for support as he pounds into you, his thumb gently rubbing your soft flesh before his fingers begin pressing into it. His hips started to get wilder with his thrusts, his cock twitching inside of you. His teeth gently sink into your ankle as he groans against your skin, obviously trying to keep himself from finishing.

“Come inside me,” you whine, reaching up to grip at his toned arms, scratching them as your nails run down the solid flesh. 

“Fuck YN!” he groans before slamming into you once more, thick ropes of cum plastering the inside of your canal, likely leaking into your womb. 

You arch into him, moaning as you feel yourself being filled up with a special warmth. Panting, the two of you slowly separate, with Katsuki moving himself so he laid beside you, his chest heaving in near motion with your own. You smile softly, rolling onto your side as you snuggle closer to Katsuki, resting your head against his chest.

“Thank you,” you whisper.

“Ha? What for?” he wonders, looking at you with a cocked eyebrow.

“For showing you still love me,”

“Of course I love you, dumbass. I wouldn’t let just anyone have my kid,” he replied, kissing your forehead. His arm wrapped around you to pull you even closer, melding your body with his as he closed his eyes. “Now let me sleep,” he yawned out.

“Of course,” you whisper, kissing his chest. “I love you so much, Katsuki…”

​This is for @vixenpen​  @starry-eyed234​ ‘s Event!

MasterList for XXXMas

Main Event Post

[mackenziebrooks]

Safe Place

Summary: reader starts to get hate from her coworkers who think that Pro-Hero Charge-Bolt could do way better than being with the reader.

Pairing: Denki Kaminari x reader

Word count:

Warnings: former self-harm, older scars, slight yelling, slight depression episode, bullying from coworkers, angst, fluff, cute, sad, dark, tries to self-harm again but stops, soft. Mental health, (If I missed any please let me know)

A/N: Here is a Denki fic that I recently thought of from a prompt that I had saved. I thought this fic would help someone who is going through some tough times right now. The ones that need a reminder that you are strong and that you can overcome anything and overcome this block in your life. I hope this also helps the ones who are feeling down put a smile on their face. Because everyone deserves to be loved and feel happy. Plus who would not want Denki being this cute and soft! Being your safe place!

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Dating a pro-hero always has its ups and downs. Always wondering if they’ll be okay when they have to go out and save the city. Didn’t think that dating one was in the best interest of you, but boy was you in for a wild ride.

Denki or Charge Bolt, as you know him by both names. Did anything and everything he could to get your attention. He would bring you coffee to your work desk when he was at the agency. He would send you cute little notes in your folders. Heck, he even got his best friend and pro-hero Red Riot to help out since you did work under the spiky-haired hero.

You knew he was a flirt. Go chase every girl that he thought was pretty. Those things are the reasons why you didn’t give him a chance. Plus it didn't help that you had a difficult past and you were just scared to let him in.

Some way and somehow, Denki was able to convince you to go on a date with him. Without any hesitation, you agreed, to give the sweet electrifying boy a chance. After that date, the two of you were completely in love with each other.

It did take you a bit to tell him about your self-harm scars. Telling him that you used to self-harm. Because you had been in some rough relationships and just felt alone. Though you stopped and quit self-harming, knowing that you were stronger from what tried to hurt you.

Denki didn’t seem to care about your scars. Denki did go and ask his friends for advice on how he should talk to you. Like what was he supposed to do? Because he was scared he was going to mess up and ruin everything with you. All his friends said the same thing “Just tell her you love her and you would never let her down”. Denki took their advice and it has been the best that he could ever receive from his friends

Denki did tell you that he went to his friends. Told you he didn’t know what to say or do. Because he was scared. You assured him that you were okay with what he did. It meant that he was going to make sure that you had a happy relationship with him. You loved him for doing that.

Denki would always tell you that he loved you every single day. Telling you that no matter what your body looked like. He would always love you. With that, you knew he was the right boy for you.

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While work seemed to be going alright, for you…. it wasn’t the best days at work.

You could hear some of your coworkers trying to whisper amongst themselves, but you had excellent hearing. You could hear them say things like “Why is Charge Bolt even with Y/N?” or “What does he even see in that scarred up girl anyways?” Manly, it was the ones who were jealous that Denki chose to be with you, instead of them.

Their rude comments were getting to you. You kept your head down as you continued to do the tasks that were scheduled for you to do for the day. Trying to take your mind off of the comments. The friends that you did have in your work office, kept asking if you were okay. You would just tell them “Yeah, I am fine. It's just something that I have to deal with”.

Even if you tried to focus on work, their voices still lingered in your head. You couldn’t go and talk to Kirishima about them, because he was on patrol with Bakugou and Denki. Props to being with Denki, you get to call his friends by their last names when you got the chance to. Other times, it was by their hero names.

All you could do was just sit there and wait the rest of the day out. Ready for the day to be over so that you couple pack your things up and go home.

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Finally, work ended and you couldn’t have been happier for it to be over. You walked out of there and decided to take the bus home. Normally you would walk home or Denki picked you up. Today, you needed the bus ride. Because you had a lot of things going on in your mind. Why did they say those things? Were they jealous because you had close relationships with the pro-heroes?

You pushed the questions out of your head as the bus stopped. You got off and decided to walk the rest of the way home. It was that much of a walk to the house. For you to have a shitty day at work, the scenery on the way home was beautiful.

Once you got to the house, you quickly got inside and shut the door behind you. Slowly, you made your way towards the bathroom. The dark side of your mind was taking over, telling you to go back to your old ways. Telling you to cut. You got to the bathroom and opened up the medicine cabinet. You took one of Denki’s extra razor blades, then sat down on the floor. You sat up against the bathtub. The way you looked at the blade was with determination. Knowing you were going to cut your flesh as you’ve done before.

You twirled the blade in between your fingers for a few seconds. You brought the blade towards your forearm, where all of your other scars were. Feeling the point of the blade touch your flesh. You were going to let blood flow, but you didn’t. Just then something in your head snapped, you quickly stopped and dropped the blade.

You started to breathe very heavily and had one of your panic attacks. You ran your fingers through your hair, trying to calm yourself down. It wasn’t working. You couldn’t control your anxiety or your breathing. You needed your Safe Place. You needed Denki.

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Meanwhile, Denki had just walked into the house and shut the door. He pulled his glasses off and spoke “Lighting bolt. I’m home”. You heard him and yelled “Denki!”. Denki could hear the desperation in your voice and race to the bathroom. He stopped and just stared at you. Seeing you crying, seeing you panicking. He looked down at the floor, noticing the blade laying there.

Denki’s heart took a deep dive into his stomach, realizing what you were going to do to your beautiful skin. He bent down to pick the blade up and put it back in the medicine cabinet. Denki turned back around and sat down on the floor in front of you. You looked up at him, knowing he was going to get angry with you. Denki asked softly “Were you going to cut again Y/N?”

You replied, “I-I was, but something in my head made me snap out of it and I stopped. I guess it was just my mind telling me that I should not do this”. Denki took your hands into his and started rubbing them. He was doing it so you could be able to control your emotions. Denki spoke, “Why were you going to do such a horrendous thing?”. You took a deep breath and explained about the incident that happened at work. Telling him how some of your coworkers were talking about you. Wondering what he saw in you. Wondering why he was with you.

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Denki listened and felt just a tiny bit of anger, but he let it go. He would have a talk with Kirishima about your shitty coworkers sometime tomorrow.

Right now, helping you was more important than getting into those thoughts.

You finished your explanation and stared into his sunshine-colored eyes. Denki brought your hands up and kissed your knuckles and said “I am sorry that you had to go through all of that baby girl”. Denki started to kiss all of the scars on your arms. Every single one of them, Reminding you that he loved your body. He spoke “You are so goddamn beautiful. Your skin is something that you shouldn't slice up or destroy. You should be moisturizing your skin, getting sleep to make it glow, and putting body wash on it to make it smell good”.

Denki brought his lips up towards you and kissed you. He pulled away and looked into your eyes. He had so much more to say to you. Denki stated, “I deserve every single piece of you Y/N. All of your flaws. All of your scars. All of it. Why? Because I love you for who you are”. He leaned his forehead against yours’’. Denki added, “Mean, I didn’t do all of those things to get your attention for nothing right lighting bolt?”

He was right. Denki did anything and everything he could to win you over and it worked. The two of you had a great relationship. Alway making each other laugh and smile. Always talking to each other about the things that were on each other’s minds. The two of you may fight now and then, but nothing too serious. Usually, it was over who ate the snacks that you were taking to work the next day.

You spoke “Yeah I know babe, you did it for nothing. You got the girl of your dreams”, giving him a small smile. Denki kissed your forehead and said, “Come on baby girl, let me run you a warm bubble bath. After that we can cuddle and watch whatever movie you want to watch tonight”. You looked at him and said “With all of my favorite snacks also?”, Denki spoke, “Yes, with all of your favorite snacks”.

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You smiled and nodded your head. Denki pushed himself up on his feet and held his hand out. You softly took it and he helped you up. You stood back by the door as Denki started to run the warm water. He poured in some lavender bubble bath, so it could help your tense body relax. Denki happened to grab all of your body washes from the shower caddy, onto the sides of the tub. To make it easier for you to grab without reaching for them. Denki stepped out so a second to go get you some more clothes and towels.

Denki has seen you undress before, but tonight he knew you needed the time to yourself. You slipped out of your clothes and stepped into the bath. Inching your body underneath the water. Once you were fully in, you laid back and let all of the trouble from the day just ease away.

Denki came back and you looked up at the clothes that he had for you. He beamed “I brought you some fuzzy pajama pants, fuzzy socks, panties. Not a pair of thongs. We aren’t having one those nights tonight baby. I also brought one of my shirts for you princess”. He set them down on the sink and looked at you. You said, “Thank you, babe”. Denki sat back down on the floor so he could be eye level with you.

The two of you just stayed there talking for a few and then it went silent. Just taking the time to admire one another. It didn’t take long and the water started to get cold. You pulled the plug from the bathtub and let the water drain out. Then you stood up from the water and waited.

Denki hopped and grabbed a cup to help wash away the bubbles on your skin. Taking water from the bath that didn’t have bubbles and poured it all over your body. Your ankles were fine if there were some bubbles left. It was just easier to clean off with a towel.

Denki handed you a towel and you started to dry your body off with it. Denki spoke “Finish getting dressed princess, I am going to go and get everything set up”, with his cheeky smile as he left the bathroom

You shook your head smiling and yelled “Denki you are crazy!”, Denki hollered “Yeah but I belong to you, babe!”. You wrapped the towel around you and grabbed the panties Denki brought you. Slowly, you slide them over your legs and put them on. Letting the towel drop. After that, you put on the fuzzy pajamas and the fuzzy socks. They felt so warm and cozy against your already warm skin. Lastly, you slipped Denki’s shirt over your head and smiled. It smelt so much like him and it made you feel even better.

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You turned the light off in the bathroom and headed towards the living room. You walked in and saw Denki had everything set up. He had your favorite snacks, candy, and drinks out. He even had your favorite blanket laying on the couch.

You looked over as Denki walked in with a bowl of popcorn. He was going out of his way to make you feel better and feel loved. Denki smiled and said, “What are you waiting for babe? Go get your favorite spot on the couch”. You smiled and made your way over towards the couch. You sat down just as Denki made his way over towards you.

He sat down beside you and placed the popcorn on the coffee table. Denki grabbed the blanket and covered the two of you up. You cuddled up to him and he wrapped a protective arm around your waist. Denki switched the television on. Denki spoke “What movie do you want to watch baby girl?”, You said, “Anything babe. I do not mind”.

Denki put on a comedy movie and set the remote down. A few minutes into the movie you had to get something off of your chest. You confessed, “Denki, I appreciate all of this, but you didn’t have to do any of it”. Denki turned his head towards you and looked at you.

He had to do everything he has done for you tonight. Because you deserve it. You are his queen and his queen needs to be treated the way she deserves to be.

Denki responded “I needed to do this Y/N. Because you deserve it. As a pro-hero, I have to protect the citizens of the city. But, I am also your hero and I will do everything in my absolute power to protect and take care of you.

You were speechless. This electrifying boy, just made you feel all happy inside. It’s been a while since you felt butterflies in your stomach. Denki just made that feeling happen.

You laid your head on his chest and said “You’re the best babe and I love you”. Denki kissed the top of your head and spoke “I try to be at least and I love you more sunshine”.

[whoracefitz]

Alrighty, I haven’t posted my writing in a while. But, here we go. (It’ll be a while before I post this to ao3 so..)

alternative title: look after you /// sokka baby daddy modern au! (If you’ve seen the show then perfect! If not then it’s alright!)

word count: 1500

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“Are you sure we got all the decorations?” Aang asks, almost fumbling with a bag of gifts to uphold Katara’s banner. “We need decorations, gifts and—“

Toph mumbled something under her breath before taking the gift bags. “Maybe next time I’ll read the list so we’re sure. But, Sugar Queen isn’t picky plus we got the big stuff!” Toph exclaimed, rushing up the stairs hoping it cleared some of Aang’s anxiety. She did attempt several times to talk Aang out of his harmless crush before Katara left to study abroad. Sure, she teases him the most out of everyone but she cared too much to see him fall deeply when it wasn’t reciprocated.

“Yeah, Toph you can read the list,” Aang’s eyes squint as he realizes Toph’s statement. “I fell for it again,” his face falls but he doesn’t hold it for too long before he chuckles watching Toph poke her head over the banister sticking her tongue out at him.

“You gotta get up a bit earlier to beat the blind bandit,” Toph smirks, as she nudges at him realizing he didn’t have his keys. “You left your keys again didn't you?” She rolls her eyes kicking at his shared apartment door with Zuko and Sokka.

“You don’t even get up early, and you snore loudly at that,” Aang complained. The plan was as follows: Aang spends the night at Toph so they could run errands for Katara’s return. “I could hear your snoring in the other room,” Aang inhaled his breath to make a rattling sound and ended it off with slow beats.

Toph shrugged her shoulders. “My apartment, therefore my snores live there too,” They could hear Zuko and Sokka shuffle on the other side of the door. “What’s taking these idiots so long?” Toph raised her foot above the ground to kick at the door again before Zuko appeared on the other side preparing to scold her.

“Aang, next time tell Toph don’t kick at our door. Toph, quit kicking the door,” Zuko’s arms were folded across his chest and his grey shirt and plaid pajama pants both had very large wet spots with little specks of white in the area. “We have a bit of a problem,” Zuko ushered them inside, removing the few bags out of Toph’s hand. As they followed Zuko through the living room which was in shambles—there was an open diaper bag, infant clothes scattered between the couch and chairs. The bright blue car seat remained parked near the couch with a small elephant blanket draped over it.

“I didn’t know me spending the night with Toph meant being replaced with a roommate,” Aang felt Toph wrap her hands around his arm as he guided her over the remaining baby items on the floor.

“Who let you two have a baby and why?” Toph yelped out after nearly tripping over a baby’s instrument that was left on the floor. “I’d sit down but I’m assuming there’s nowhere to sit!”

“Toph, that’s not helpful,” Aang replied, “We need to be supportive,”

“I’m sure this mess isn’t helping this baby either. Which one of you messed up? You should return the baby back!” Toph rested her hands against her hips. “If I get a milk stain on my new shorts you owe me!”

“Don’t blame me,” Zuko fussed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Sokka’s the one who—“

Sokka burst out of their bathroom down the hall, his damped clothes were glued to his body. But, as for the tawny-toned, round-faced infant in his arms, she was having a fit of giggles. “That’s not funny, Kita,” He swayed with Kita wrapped in the towel as reached for Sokka’s disheveled hair on his shoulders. “Zuko, I thought we agreed on not assuming who sweet little Kita belongs too? Now, if you want to be helpful pass me a onesie,”

“Sokka, you can’t be serious!” Zuko grabbed the nearest blue onesie from the couch. “The blue round eyes are a give away,” He flung the piece of clothing with one hand while Sokka stepped back in the bathroom.

“She could be Aang’s daughter then?” Sokka replied walking back to the common area. “Did you get everything for the party?”

“Party aside, Sokka, you have to take responsibility. Kita even inherited Yue’s bright colored hair. What would Katara say?” Aang raised an eyebrow. Sokka and Yue didn’t end on bad terms from Aang's perspective, they just stopped understanding each other. It was a mutual break-up. He didn’t want to throw Katara in this situation to belittle him but she’d be a lot harder on him than they were currently being.

Sokka began pacing back and forth with the seven month old. He knew the possibilities were very high that she was his. He hadn’t seen Yue in almost two years, he wouldn’t have ran if she told him the truth. But, abruptly dropping off a seven month old girl in the middle of the night with documents wavering her rights over wasn’t the best way either. There were even a couple of notes on who he could call, and a ton of ultrasound pictures. He certainly wasn’t a teen, but at twenty-three years old he was a little shaken up. “I’m scared alright, there you have it. Tell me how'd you react? I’m all ears,”

“Sokka, it’s perfectly normal to be scared,” Zuko reassured, patting at Sokka’s shoulders. “We’ll help you figure this out and you need to tell your family,”

“Thanks, I really appreciate that,”

“Oh, I was just thinking of what Katara would say but I do agree if that helps,”

“You should’ve kept that to yourself, Hotman,”

“What did I tell you about calling me that Aang?”

“It’s a good nickname! How come Toph is the only one who gets to do them?”

“I don’t even like when she calls me Sparky,”

“If we’re getting new nicknames can Snoozles be changed?”

“No, that’s not at all what we’re doing!”

“But, you just said you didn’t like your nickname!” Aang and Sokka complained in unison.

“While you three debate over that, give me little Wolfie,” Toph moved the diaper bag to the floor, while relieving her from Sokka’s arms. Kita occupied herself by grabbing at Toph’s face or stuffing her own fingers in her mouth. “You guys can start setting up the decorations,”

“Did you just con us into doing all the major work?” Aang yelled from the kitchen pulling out the hammer and nails for the banner.

“Possibly,” Toph shrugged, holding her hands out for Kita to smack. “Plus Zuko has to start the cooking, and Sokka has to clean this mess up,”

It took about two hours for them to really get everything moving. Toph was focused on keeping little Kita busy, she enjoyed babies for the most part they were hand-ons with everything after a certain age. However, Auntie Toph had drawn the lines at changing dirty diapers. She did enjoy hearing Sokka, Aang and Zuko argue over whose turn it was to change the foul mess.

While the plan was for Katara to be surprised by her closest family and friends she had others plans herself. There was an issue with scheduling for another passenger on the plane so Katara had sneaky swapped tickets. She contacted Suki, who now becoming the middle didn’t want to ruin the surprise on both sides and found ways to stall.

Yet, while picking up Katara and Sokka’s relatives and making a few final rounds to the stores couldn’t beat the surprise of waiting for them at the apartment.

“I’m so excited! It’s been four months since I’ve been with everyone, I hope I didn’t miss anything,” Katara exclaimed. “You know I was really worried about going,”

Hakoda pressed a soft kiss against her forehead. “You needed to branch out on your own,” He felt prideful in both of his children everyday, they were vastly different but carried the same level of ambition to succeed.

“Yagoda contacted me all about your work. I can’t wait to hear it from you, now let’s get inside,” Gran-Gran commented, pulling Katara in for another hug. “But, as proud as I am of you, I missed you two much.”

Suki couldn’t get a chance to knock on the apartment door before Zuko opened it revealing a sleeping Sokka on the couch with Kita resting on his chest. While Aang and Toph both slept next to each other in the corner.

The Southern family and Suki held the same confused gaze. “It’s a lot to explain,” Zuko tried to say. What he really wanted to do was grab hold of Katara after not seeing her for so long, but that could wait.

“Suki?”

“Yes, Katara?”

“Please, pour up those cups of Cactus Juice,”

“Does anyone else want a cup?”

“I’ll take one, I need to be real comfortable for this story,”

“Dad, are you gonna let her drink Cactus Juice?”

“Honey, we’re all going to need it for this story,”

[notsodailycake]

(sweater anon) if it wasn't obvious, could you tell us when your ask break is over?

Well I'm honestly not sure

My asks are definitely still open, if i don't want any then I'll remove the option from yall sending me any, just the aus and story ones will take longer to reply (that can include suggestions and all that for my own au as i might wanna draw them out as well)

But for yall to understand where I'm at rn (which will also explain why its taking so long for the next part of my comic to come), currently, school is coming to an end, BUT, I'm taking what they call here a professional course, and on this course you have a certain amount of hours you need to complete a certain amount of hours to finish it. Which means, if a teacher misses class, they will have to recover those hours missed, if not we can't finish the course, even if it's just one simple class

Unfortunately, most my teachers have been missing quite alot of classes, which means, if they can't recover them, we won't have much of a summer break :(

And right now, our schedule has already been tight and around Wednesday we stay at school from 8:20am to 5:10pm and from Thursday to friday we stay at school from 8:20am to 6:50pm (tho on friday we have a 2 hour lunch break, and sometimes the teachers don't even come! One especially, she misses class more then her won students, and doesn't even give class, so we usually skip, plus she never announces when she will skip for her smoke break so yeah it's hell)

Monday and Tuesday are the only times we stay during the mornings(8:20am to 1:10pm), but with that, i have outside school activities. And not only that, we are using the little free time we have to recover the classes we missed

But not all the teachers are cooperative, and so we will probably stay till the end of june in school to try and end the course...if we're lucky

Tho we already have some classes that are gonna end this week, meaning we might have some more free time, and can work things out

But generally, it's been hard. When the weekends comes around, I'm too tired to do anything and usually just stay home sleeping or talking to friends as i regain my social battery. But even then, i also started to work on other art projects of mine, which takes up more of my free time

So basically, to answer your question: i have no clue :') if things continue to be as messy as they are at school (cuz trust me, it's a mess) then maybe only around July, i won't be travelling back to brasil as planned since it hot too expensive, so the most I'll do is ho out with friends or just stay home, nothing to hectic

[beyond-the-birthday-massacre]

Good Night (#little-butterfly-writes contest submission)

Heyy! I wrote the most fluffy self-insert entry I could muster for the #little-butterfly-writes contest hosted by @little-butterfly-writes! I haven’t written for self-inserts for a long time and I’ve forgotten how fun it is to be self-indulgent :)) 10/10 highly recommend you to write one too! I named my MC Athena so I’ll use that name :)  

Fandom: MLQC - Gavin & Athena 

Genre: Fluff 

Word Count: 1473 

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At last, I could see the light at the end of the tunnel. 

The entire company had dealt with the high workload for weeks in order to meet the strict deadlines. The heavy pressure was finally off my shoulders after wrapping up the filming and editing for the big project. 

The office became more quiet as the crew members left for the day. Currently, I was one of the last people there, Minor being the other. For the past few weeks, we had always been the last ones. I underestimated him and his work ethic. He would say the same phrase around sunset: “Hey, Athena! It’s getting pretty late. Think we should call it a day?”

Every day, I would encourage him to head out first and every day, he’d insist we both leave together. 

Minor watched me lock the front doors, shoving his hands in his pockets. “So! Any plans for tonight?” he asked.

Rattling the handle, I murmured, “Not really…” Suddenly rewatching my favourite shows didn’t seem as appealing as it did when I had been busy. The temptation of procrastination vanished when I needed it the most.

Minor glanced at his phone screen. “That’s great! I’ll see ya later, boss!” With that, he walked away.

“Huh?” I stared at his shrinking figure until he turned the corner of the block. He really zoned out, but I didn’t blame him. His expression held nothing but pride and relief that the project was finally over.

***

When I got home, I turned on my laptop. Although Minor never failed to get me out of the office, he couldn’t stop me from working here. Everything was done but revising some materials wouldn’t hurt. Plus, I should look over the reports that I needed to submit next week. 

Frankly, I wasn’t sure how much time passed when I got up to take a long shower. After drying off, I grabbed the first comfortable thing in the closet and realized it was Gavin’s white T-shirt.

Gavin had left for a mission a few weeks ago. The mission was highly classified so I decided not to bother him for the duration of the time. My workload started piling up then and I distracted myself as best as I could. Now that work was out of the way, Gavin’s gentle eyes were back in my mind. When I imagined him smiling, I couldn’t help but do so myself. If I couldn’t see him soon, at least I could meet him in my dreams.

I turned off the light and pulled the covers to my chest, staring at the balcony window as I waited to drift off. There were traces of clouds across the glowing moon and I couldn’t bear to turn away from the serene view. It felt like I was staring at it for eternity until a shadow suddenly appeared. His amber eyes shone against the moonlight and the night wind rippled at his STF jacket, sweeping his hood down.

Before I knew it, I was already opening the balcony door, letting the chilly breeze spill in. “Gavin! You’re back!”

He nodded. Despite the time of day, Gavin didn’t look tired. In fact, with his steady composure and uniform, he looked like he was ready for another day at the Special Task Force. “Mm. The mission finished just now. I wanted to see you,” he said matter-of-factly. 

No matter how long I hadn’t heard his voice, it was distinct and recognizable. I didn’t realize how much I missed him until I gave him a tight hug. It was then when I felt a sudden drop of temperature and I withdrew abruptly: “Geez, you’re freezing!”

Smiling, he tugged me close again, stroking my black hair. “Don’t worry, I’m fine. But you . . .” He furrowed his brow, noticing my loose-fitting ‘dress’. Even in the dim room, the familiar shade of red on his ears was evident. He shed his jacket and I tried to stop him, but he managed to wrap it around me.

“You need it more,” I insisted. “You’re gonna catch a cold.” 

“It’s alright. I have something better.”

His hand slipped into mine. I couldn’t help but hold it tighter in hopes of generating more warmth for him. I brought him to the bed and bundled the blanket around him.

“How long were you flying? You know it gets colder at night,” I scolded, embracing him as we laid over the pillows. He wasn’t shivering but I held him close, unwilling to let go.

He burrowed into my chest and I could feel his smile through the thin fabric. “I promise to be more careful next time.”

“You always say that! Especially about your injuries. Speaking of which, let me see them.” Before Gavin could react, I yanked the blanket away, inspecting his forearms and his torso. 

“Ahem, I’m-I’m okay, really,” he assured, his ears burning bright again when I pulled at his button up shirt. I only found old scars that had already been engraved into my memory. 

Gavin brought my restless hands to his face. His gaze towards me never wavered. “I’m telling you the truth,” he said earnestly and kissed the back of each hand. He wrapped the blanket around us, nuzzling into my chest again. 

Relief steadied my heartbeat until he looked up at me and spoke in a low tone: “Before I left for the mission, I swore I wouldn’t get injured.” He paused, pressing closer. “Do I get a reward for honouring this promise?” 

Whether he was intentionally giving me the subtle, big, ol’ puppy eyes or not, I couldn’t refuse. Brushing his soft, brown fringe back, I pecked his forehead. “There,” I said, a smile playing across my lips. “How’s that?”

He frowned and cleared his throat. “I also made sure not to skip any meals.”

I gave a peck on his cheek. 

“I kept my sleep schedule consistent too.”

“Eight hours?”

“Mm.” 

“Was it eight hours or not?”

He nuzzled deeper into the crook of my neck, hiding his expression. Gavin’s face seemed to have warmed up since his arrival. I started laughing when he playfully bit me.

“Okay, okay, I understand. Agent B-7 has a tight schedule and he works very hard. Here,” I leaned towards his mouth and he closed his eyes, waiting expectantly. His anticipation made my heart flutter, but I couldn’t resist messing with him. In the last second, I moved lower and pressed my lips to his own neck, nibbling it for good measure and for payback. 

His soft groan was barely audible before he pulled me back, pinning me down into the pillows. “I don’t think you’re being fair, Athena. Seems like you’ve forgotten about your own sleep schedule.”

I froze but I tried my best to keep my cool. “My sleep schedule is fine, thank you very much, Officer.”

Feigning doubt, he hummed. “I’m not sure. You’ve been working overtime ever since I left.” He narrowed his eyes, carefully examining mine for reaction. “If Minor hadn’t insisted any earlier, you’d be at the office until midnight every day.”

My eyes widened. “Minor?! Aw, why am I even surprised?” Now to think of it, Minor had started to work longer hours around the day of Gavin’s departure. All this time I was hoping it was because Minor had been engrossed with the Miracle Finder project, not because of a task assigned by Officer Gavin.

“It’s almost 1 am. I should’ve found you fast asleep by now. How do I know if this isn’t a bad habit of yours?” Gavin leaned in, his proximity repelled my fleeting thoughts. His blue and black uniform made him seem so much more intimidating. “So,” he murmured, “are you ready to confess?”

I hoped my face wasn’t as red as it felt, but his grin knocked down my wishful thinking. “Okay, okay. I lied. My schedule is terrible.”

“Mm.” Satisfied, he released his grip on my wrists. “Let me help you fix it. Is this okay?” He cradled me in his arms, snuggling close. “If not, I can count sheep with you again.”

I giggled, recalling that night with all the sheep. It felt like nothing yet everything had changed. Sighing contently, I leaned into his broad chest. His heartbeat was calm, lulling me to drowsiness. “I think it’s working,” I mumbled, “as always.”

Gavin chuckled as he tucked a lock of hair behind my ear. His steady gaze was genuine and pure. “I sleep better when I’m with you too.”

My eyelids grew heavy and with the last source of energy that I could gather, I lifted my head and kissed him. His lips were soft against mine and when his parted in shock, I deepened the kiss. I could hear his heartbeat racing as I slumped against him again. 

“There. For everything you’ve done for me.”

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Final notes: I hoped you like it! A lot of things have changed in the MLQC fandom, but I hope everyone is doing well! Reading/writing anything about comfort characters really helps me so I had fun writing this!

I also write for luciensgunsee in Instagram --- it’s mlqc x reader stuff so if you’re interested in that, do check it out! I might put the extended, uncut versions of those scenarios here in Tumblr?? If anyone is interested, please let me know :))