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h2bakugou · 4 years ago

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Helloooo love ur ficsss😌🤌can u maybe do one of the reader noticing Bakugou, Todoroki, kirishima, Sero, and Deku get boners because of the reader✨

a/n: hiiii!!! thank you <3 of course!! this is such a great request bye- i love this

all characters aged up 18+ au!!

headcanon: them getting a boner because of their s/o

key: (y/n) - your name / (f/n) - first name / (l/n) - last name / (e/c) - eye color / (h/c) - hair color / (y/q) - your quirk

warnings: swearing, fluff, boners, handjobs, lusting over u cuz the boys are simps <3, one mention of the reader wearing a skirt uniform/having boobs

nsfw under the cut!!

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katsuki bakugou

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You’re third years now. You’re older, mature, and you’ve grown.

Bakugou and you have been together since your first year, but now that your both almost 19, it seems like such a long time ago.

But as you’ve expressed to Bakugou, your third year uniform seem to have gone missing. Whether you’d misplaced it or lost it entirely-it was not in your drawer.

Pulling on the uniform you’d gotten your first year was a struggle. But it miraculously fit. A little more than you’d hope.

While you fit into the skirt, it barely hung past your mid thigh, and the shirt-with the first two buttons undone, had you slightly embarrassed. Hoping to hide it with a tie and your jacket-the only piece to your third year uniform that you’d managed to find-you struggled to find the courage to leave your dorm.

But you did, and you trudged into the class room, holding your back in front of your thighs, praying no one said anything.

You may have received a few teasing comments from your friends, joking about how awful the outfit looked.

But one pair of eyes never left you.

Bakugou’s.

Staring at you as soon as you entered the room, he was gripping the edge of his desk, blood running all the way to his dick.

It felt wrong to see you like this.

Legs exposed, thighs plush and on display for others to see. Your skin was damn near seeping through that shirt.

“Hey Katsu!” You smiled, sitting in your regular seat behind him. But as soon as you’d sat down, he was tugging you through the halls with him to the nearest lockable closet.

Shoving you inside he started to kiss you roughly, running his hands all over you until you glanced down and noticed the tent in his pants.

“Aw did someone get excited over lil ‘ol me?” You teased, running a hand down his chest, slipping it into his pants.

“Look at you. What were you thinkin?” He growled, lurching forward as your hand began to stroke his cock.

“I couldn’t find my uniform!”

“It’s in my dorm dumbass! You slept over Friday.” Bakugou groaned, locking his lips to your neck.

“Oh yeah, I did.” You giggle. He couldn’t keep his hands to himself at all, he was a mess.

With your hand working at his cock, he was bound to cum in his pants at this point.

But then your hand left, leaving him high and dry at his highest.

“Hey-”

“Stop being so horny.” You placed a kiss on his cheek.

“Meet me in my dorm later.” You winked, leaving him to deal with himself after that.

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shoto todoroki

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Seeing you in his home made him smile. He was a pretty simple guy. You’d moved in with him after graduating from U.A. since his house was huge.

Perhaps warning you for something else

Okay so anyway, just seeing you lounge around his house in his clothes. Maybe you’re trying to get on at more agencies, or doing some work studies with pros, just seeing you sit on the couch talking to Fuyumi in his U.A. grad sweater and a pair of comfy sweat shorts makes him smile.

But when he comes home from either working, or perhaps cleaning up after dinner and sees you lounging in his bed in just one of his shirts he’s rushing to lock the door to his room behind him.

“Hey Sho-”

His lips are on yours in an instant, his hands running up your legs as he hovers over you.

You can feel his boner press against your thigh as he trails his kisses down your neck.

You’re smiling as you reach your hands up to touch your boyfriend, slipping them into his pants.

“I love you.” Shoto whispers as you begin to stroke his cock, a few whimpers rolling off his tongue as he hunches over you, your fingers teasing the tip of his dick.

He’s biting your shoulder trying to stay quiet as you jerk him off, and you know he’s close by the way he twitches in the palm of your hand and whines in your ear.

“What got you all excited?” You tease, slowing your movements to prolong his pleasure.

“Y-you.” He mutters, embarrassed. You smile and kiss his cheek, allowing him to finish in his boxers. He’s staring at you with teary eyes as you pull out your hand and lick off his spend from your fingers.

“Should I spend the night in your room tonight then?”

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eijiro kirishima

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You’re living together after U.A.

Between having friends over and work, he tries to keep up spending time with you too.

But sometimes he gets carried away.

He can’t help but dream of you at work, usually when he’s stuck doing paperwork or something dull.

His mind drifts to you, in his clothes, or completely naked.

So of course when you walk into his office completely unannounced in something sexy, he’s straining himself as his cock struggles in his tight pants.

“Hey Kiri!” You smile, holding a lunch wrapped in a shade of crimson similar to his hair.

“H-hey beautiful!” He’s biting his bottom lip as he stares at you. It’s hard to focus after the daydream he’s just had about fucking you, and now you’re standing in his office wearing something so-

“You forgot your lunch at home hun.” You say sweetly as you walk over and place it on his desk. He’s trying to scoot up further but you catch a glance of his excitement before he can hide it.

You can’t really place when the last time you actually had sex was, you’d both been so busy.

Standing behind him and leaning an arm down to free his cock from his pants, you place a few kisses on his ear down to his cheek.

“Are you free tonight?” You ask quietly as you begin to stroke his cock. Kirishima’s mouth hangs open as he grips the edge of his desk, nodding feverishly.

“I can’t stop thinking about you.” He mumbles, your fingers gliding over the head of his cock. You smile and shake your head.

“I can tell. I’ll be waiting for you when you get home.” You give him a few more strokes before pulling your hand away, moving to kiss him tenderly on the lips.

He whines as you pull away. He kisses back with a passion, wishing he could just take you over his desk.

“Wear the red one.” He calls to you as head toward the door.

“And thank you for the lunch.” He smiles.

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hanta sero

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Ah Sero, Sero, Sero.

This man gets hard at like simple things-KSFSKFK

It’s not a bad thing by no means, like

He just loves you it’s so sweet.

But particularly, during a movie night, you’re cuddled up on him, laying on his chest as he rubs your back.

You’re not wearing any pants, just underwear and one of his silly little graphic tees.

Your legs are warm, your head is on his chest. He’s foaming at the mouth because all he has to do is glance down your back and he can see your ass.

It makes him harder than a rock.

You can feel him get hard, but you decided to tease him.

Shifting just to tease his cock as it prods at your legs, he’s only wearing some boxers and a tee shirt too.

But he knows you know when you whimper as his cock ruts against you.

You’re sitting up and resting on his hips as you trail a hand down to his boxers, pulling his cock out as you begin to jerk him off.

You’re not even batting an eye as you continue to watch the movie, your boyfriend moaning underneath you as he palms at your hips, maybe reaching them up to tease your nipples or moving them down to squeeze your ass.

He’s cumming in a matter of minutes as you smile and glance down at him, feeling his spend run down your hand.

“So horny.” You tease, leaning down to kiss him as he grins.

“Only for you.” He responds.

He’s hard again when he watches you lick his cum off of your hand, and he’s ready for round two. This time it’s your turn.

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izuku midoriya

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Deku is quite easy to fluster, but he usually knows when to be serious if he’s in let’s say a public setting.

However, if there’s a lockable room he may not be as serious.

He’ll probably get hard in a similar way to Sero-that sounded weird i-

I MEAN LIKE the situation. please

You’re laying in bed listening to him talk about hero stuff or maybe about something he learned.

You’re laying on him, in one of his baggy shirts with nothing on underneath. In your defense you were getting ready to shower.

He pulled you onto the bed and tried to say on topic, but with you just looking so innocent as you lay on your stomach, your bare ass on display for him to glance at as he tells his stories, he’s turning red and fumbling with his words as his cock begins to strain against his shorts.

It’s so easy to tell he’s horny. He’s suddenly embarrassed to talk about things, or he finds it hard to maintain eye contact.

You sit up and can’t help but notice the tent in his shorts. It’s hard to not miss.

“Izu, are you okay?” You ask innocently as you position yourself between his legs, running your hands up his thighs until you can hook your fingers under the waistband of his shorts.

“I-I I’m great! What are you-”

His breath is stolen as you begin to stroke his cock in your hand, bringing your lips forward to kiss the head teasingly.

He’s gripping the sheets as you jerk him off, toying with him as you call him horny and naughty.

“I love you.” He mumbles in between moans and whimpers. You reply with an I love you before he cums, making a mess all over his shorts and your hand.

“You should come shower with me.” You wink, pulling him off of the bed as you guide him to the bathroom.

“Yeah!” He smiles, his heart swelling a little more because of you.

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chillassimagines · 4 years ago

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New Experiences (CNCO Smut Preference)

(REQUESTED)

[ calling the boys d a d d y and s q u i r t i n g for the first time ]

JOEL:

“Come here!” You jumped up from the sofa and ran at Joel. Running into his arms made you feel a happiness you’ve only felt when he returns to you.

“I’ve missed you so much, Y/N.” He spoke softly in your ear while swaying your bodies back and forth.

“I’ve missed you too and I love you so much.” You pulled your head from on top of his chest to lean up and kiss him.

“And I love you...but don’t think I forgot about that photo you sent.” He gingerly grabbed your chin in his hand to maintain eye contact with you. Before he got on his flight to come home, you sent a very racy photo his way. Joel recalled being slightly rude to the Uber driver about hurrying up, which he hated that he did it, but he needed you.

“It was a little motivation to come home to me...as soon as possible.” You gave him a huge grin as you laughed mischievously.

“Well, I’m here, Mami.” He leaned down to press kisses onto your neck.

“And I’m ready, Daddy.” You bit your lip, praying he would react well. You wanted to try it when he returned, hoping the photo would smooth it over well. You heard a sharp inhale of breath right next to your ear.

“Well, after that, I don’t think you really are ready.”

“Fuck, Joel, please! Let me cum!” You begged him as he thrust his fingers inside of you once more, hitting you right where you needed it.

“Who?”

“Daddy, please, let me cum. I’ll do anything.” You whimpered as your eyes rolled into the back of your head. At that, he pulled his thick digits away from you.

“Anything?” Joel asked, before suckling at his soaked fingers. You moaned softly while watching him and nodded.

“Yes, daddy.” He reached down and grabbed your wrists to move them above your head.

“Don’t move your hands and I’ll let you cum, okay?” You nodded quickly in agreement, making him chuckle softly. His lips lowered to your naked abdomen, slowly kissing down to where you were throbbing and aching for a release.

“Please hurry.” You cried softly, feeling his cold cross necklace slide against your slit.

“I will, baby.” He pressed a wet kiss right against your slit before opening his mouth to delve his tongue in between your folds. His torture was slow and deliberate, making your hips buck up. Joel seemed to enjoy it as he grabbed the undersides of your thighs to press his face further into your heat. His tongue began its fast pace and there was no going back.

“That’s it, fuck!” You grabbed fistfuls of your own hair, wishing it was his, as your hips wildly followed their own accord in humping Joel’s face. He hummed loudly as he suckled on your clit. “Ah! I’m cumming, yes, daddy!” You damn near screeched as your high hit you like a truck. You felt an odd sensation in between your thighs, but the orgasm was too strong for you to focus on it. You arched your back up so high you thought you’d break it.

You suddenly felt Joel’s hands grab your breasts, making your attention switch to the man between your thighs. His curls hid his actions, but he appeared to be enamored with licking away every last drop of you. The hypersensitivity made your legs shake around his head at every movement.

“Joel, I can’t, you have to-fuck!” You gasped and your toes curled up so hard as he kitten licked your clit while looking up at you. You reached a hand down into his mess of curls and tugged. He never ceased his stare down as you threw your head back.

“Mami...you just squirted all over my face.” Joel spoke in a happy teasing tone. He kissed up in between your breasts to soon hover over you and look at you with a smile.

“That was the best thing I’ve ever experienced.”

ERICK:

“She is uh, my best friend, my “partner in crime”, y-I mean and, I can’t wait for you all to see her in the video.” Erick spoke at his laptop. You smiled at him in the corner of the living room. You had situated yourself onto a bean bag while Erick did his online interview during quarantine. You were beyond thrilled that the music video had been filmed before all this mess and that their second single to the new album would be released on time.

He glanced at you momentarily and you gave him two thumbs up with a smile. He returned the smile before looking back at his computer. Erick never thought he’d fall in love with someone whose first language was English and they had minimal experience with Spanish. However, you two make it work. Granted, his English skills are superior to your Spanish, and he’s only getting better with latin music inter grating into the United States charts. He does more English interviews and you’re always there to support and help him.

“Thank you! ¡Adiós!” Erick waved at his screen for a few seconds before completely shutting it. He sighed and looked over at you. You grinned and made your way over to him. You stood between his legs and ran your fingers through his hair.

“You did so well, bebé.” Erick’s hands made their way to your behind so he could pull you onto his lap.

“Gracias mi amorcito.” Your lips met, but Erick took it to a passionate level. “Te quiero.” He whispered against your lips and you smiled, knowing you had felt him harden underneath you.

“Really? I can’t tell.” You teased, brushing your nose against his.

“I can show you then.” He squeezed your ass and brought you to grind against his hard on. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders.

“Mmm, what do you want, Papi?” You brought one hand down to slide right underneath the waistband of his boxers. He grunted lowly.

“You.” He commanded, making you waste no time in undoing his pants and sliding them down his thighs. “Alto.” He demanded as you reached down to remove your light blue dress. You raised a brow.

“You wanna fuck me with my dress on, Papi?” You teased. He nodded and gripped the back of your neck to kiss you once more. You peeled back his boxers enough so he was free. Your underwear was non existent today, which Erick noticed after you lifted up your dress.

“Ándale, amor.” He ordered, bringing his hands down to your ass again. It was his favorite place for his hands to be. You slowly lowered yourself onto his length with a sweet sigh.

“So big, Papi.” You moaned right against his ear and bit down lightly on his neck. He grunted again before thrusting up into you, prompting you to move. You gripped the back of his head as you bounced up and down on top of him. His hands urged your fast pace on your ass.

“C’mon amor, puedes ir más rápido.” He reached under your dress and slapped your bare ass. You gasped in shock as it had pleasured you and made you even more excited.

“I’m close!” You whimpered reaching up with one hand to lower the neckline of your dress. No bra either. Erick was quick to wrap his lips around your nipple as you continued riding him like there was no tomorrow. “I’m gonna cum, Papi.”

“Not. Yet.” Your eyes widened. Erick immediately slowed your pace down with his grip on your backside. It was more of a heavy grind now.

“¿Por qué?” You whined. One hand of his came down in between your bodies and his thumb pressed right against your clit.

“Cause I said.” He challenged you with his eyes, but you wouldn’t dare. His lips returned to your nipple and softly licked it while resting his head on your other breast. His thumb however, sped up to an unforgiving pace.

“Oh fuck.” You moaned breathily. You had a deadly grip on the back of his neck as you fought your urge to cum. You had unconsciously begun to bounce up and down again, making Erick moan deeply against your breast, sending it straight to your core. “Please Papi, no más.” You pleaded, ready to cum all over him.

“No.” He simply stated. You whined and threw your head back, as he pinched your clit.

“Holy shit.” You gasped, loving the feeling of it. He smirked and scooted to the side before laying you down on the sofa. Your eyes widened as much as they could through your sex haze as he took your thighs and wrapped them around his waist. He thrust into you harshly and never let up after that. “Papi!” You cried which made him grab your hands and intertwine them against the arm of the sofa.

“You wanna cum, huh?” He asked. You nodded quickly. He smirked and let go of one hand, bringing his thumb back down to your clit. “Cum then, bebé.” You cried as he showed no mercy in his thrusts or his finger movements. You took your free hand to grip his neck and press his mouth to yours while you felt liquid gushing out of you. Erick pulled his swollen mouth back from yours quickly to look down in between you two. He groaned as he felt himself release inside of you, but he was so distracted by the fact that everything was glistening.

“Papi, you know what that is?” You asked breathlessly. He shook his head.

“It’s called squirting.”

CHRIS:

“Guess what day it is?” Chris asked in a sing song voice while wrapping his hands around your waist.

“I know what day it is, Christopher.” You laughed and cupped his face in your hands.

“The day we make my niño.” He grinned happily and you shook your head.

“What are you gonna do if it’s a niña?” You asked teasingly. He bounced his head side to side in faux thought, then shrugged.

“Tendré dos princesas.” You smiled with him and pressed a long kiss to his lips.

“You’ll be a daddy.” He raised a brow.

“I definitely already am.” You dropped your jaw.

“¿Cariño, tu piensas que no se? I saw your messages with Naomi.” You and your best friend, Naomi, may have talked about kinks you wanted to try on a few different occasions. None you’d ever been brave enough to bring up to Chris. You specifically remembered ‘Daddy’ being a frequent topic, because that’s the aura you received from Chris 9/10 times.

He was firm with what he wanted in the bedroom, but his aftercare, and when he wants to pleasure you? That’s a real daddy right there. His aftercare would always be inticing to you, because he’d find away to keep the sexual tension going, and sometimes that ended in another orgasm. When I say sometimes, I mean. Every. Single. Time. He loved to deny you orgasms, or give you so many you were jello.

“Chris, I-”

“No cariño, dime.” You gaped at him in awe for a minute. He wanted to go down this road and he was driving quite well. He definitely brought the bedroom voice out.

“Daddy...I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. Didn’t know how you’d react.” You cupped his face in your hands, while he wrapped his arms around your waist.

“You will be sorry.” He grabbed your hand from his face and used it to pin your body against the wall. His free hand unzipped your leggings so he could press his fingers against you through your panties.

“Do something...please, daddy.” He hummed and began rubbing soft slow circles onto your bud. You whimpered. “Más, por favor, Papi.”

“Me gustarlo.” He released your hand so his other could assist in pulling down your pants and panties. Chris got down on his knees and began kissing your thighs. “Bebé...eso es emoncionado.” He gripped the skin of your thighs in various places hard enough to create multiple hickeys.

“More?” You whispered out, hoping he would give you what you desired. He shrugged.

“I don’t know who you’re talking to.” He ran his pointer finger down your slit once. You shivered from his touch and whined.

“Daddy, I need more.”

“Good girl.” His lips wrapped around your clit, making juicy and wet noises he produced with his mouth. You fucking loved it.

“Oh my god, yes. Oh god, I love you. Yes, right there, right there!” You cried out and gripped his hair with a deadly force. His eyes were closed, but it made it feel so much more passionate. He didn’t need his vision to know how to make you feel.

“You want more?” He paused and asked, taking a breather.

“Please daddy.” He placed his thumbs on both your folds to spread them apart. His tongue slid into the middle and began flicking your clit back and forth. “I’m cumming, right here, right now!” You cried as you released. You took a deep breath, but Chris was already on his feet, grabbing your hand, and leading you back into your bedroom for the rest of the night.

“No listos, cariño.” He removed his top and you felt the need to do the same. He also removed his pants and boxers in one go. You loved to be naked in front of each other, it fueled the sexual desire for you both.

“Cómo?” You gestured to the bed. Chris took both of your hands in his.

“On your back. Legs wide for me, mamita.” Chris would call you every name in the book to get you worked up. He turned you around so your back faced the bed. You sat down on it and Christopher let go of your hands as you situated yourself. His eyes never strayed from your body. “We’re making a baby tonight.” He spoke confidently and crawled on top of you.

“Please daddy.” You felt ready for another round with the way his eyes ate you up.

“You want me?” He asked, trailing his fingers down your thigh and hooked his hand underneath it.

“Yes, so bad. I need you inside of me...cumming inside of me.” You brought a hand up to cup his face while his other hand followed his previous actions. You felt his member press right up against you.

“Mmm, I guess that can be arranged.” He slowly pushed himself all the way inside of you, making you both let out long simultaneous groans of pleasure. He began rocking back and forth inside of you, using your legs for more leverage for deep thrusts.

“Oh fuck!” You whimpered out, digging your nails into his chest. He hissed through his teeth.

“Not so hard, mami.” He spoke firmly. You immediately let up, not wanting a prolonged orgasm.

“You just, you fuck me so well, Daddy. It feels, so good!” You cried at the end as he hit your favorite spot.

“Mmm, mami, right there, huh?” He grunted as he purposefully hit it again, making you beg for more.

“Yes! Faster, Daddy, please!” Chris did not disappoint. The sound of skin slapping together at a harsh pace soon followed your request. He hit it. Every. Time.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum, Y/N.” He panted out to you. You nodded and brought his face down to yours with both of your hands.

“C’mon, Daddy. Baby, cum.” You cooed to him, nearly closing your eyes at the intense pleasure. With two more harsh smacks of his skin against your own, he stilled deep inside of you.

“Shit.” He whispered, pressing his wet forehead against yours as you felt the pressure of his cum spread inside of you. You felt Chris lift your legs while staying inside you. You smiled, knowing he’s read one or two things about conception. “Te amo.” He whispered to you.

“Te amo, Chris.” You leaned up slightly to press your lips to his softly. The delicate kiss turned naughty when Chris’ lips suckled on your bottom lip. You moaned, prompting Chris to slowly thrust inside of you.

“I need more, mami.” He whispered against your lips. You smiled once more, knowing Chris’ stamina was not a short one.

“Take it, Daddy.” You nipped at his upper lip teasingly. He grunted in response to you and lifted your legs even higher to rest on his shoulders. You crossed them behind his neck, making sure he couldn’t lean back up away from you.

“I will.” His hands dipped under your back and made his hands grip your shoulders. He began rocking your bodies back and forth together. The temperature increased due to your close proximity and it made it so much more intimate. Sadly, you felt your orgasm coming so soon.

“I’m gonna cum, Chris.” One of his hands abandoned your shoulder and reached down between your hot bodies. “Fuuuck.” You sighed, your eyes rolling into your head while his thumb attacked your clit mercilessly.

“Cum for me, mamita.” His lips latched onto your neck, no doubt creating a bruise. You gasped, feeling like you couldn’t breathe as you began your release. You scratched at his back, making him thrust quickly into you. You kept trying to find air to inhale, but it felt like there wasn’t any. “Mami!” He hissed, but you ignored him and everything, not being able to open your eyes from their current state.

You felt him pull out of you, making your release your nails from his skin, and your legs falling limp on the bed. You finally felt yourself being able to control your eyes and opened them. Chris was staring in between your legs and at his hand.

“Chris?” You called for him, still trying to recover from an unforgettable orgasm.

“Y/N, you came, like everywhere.” You looked down between your legs and observed his glistening hand.

“Oops?” He chuckled and licked his hand.

“I’ll run the bath for us, huh?” You nodded with a lazy smile, unconsciously resting your hand on your stomach.

ZABDIEL:

“¿Hey, tú quieres comida, bebé?” You asked Zabdiel while he was laid on the sofa in his boxers and a tank top, watching a telenovela.

“¿Cómo qué?” He looked up at you, abandoning his eyes from the screen. You always appreciated that about Zabdiel. If he was talking to you, 99% of the time he’d dedicate his attention to you.

“No sé.” You laughed and he joined you. “Pero, puedo hacer algo.” He hummed and reached out his hand for you to take. You placed your hand in his and he led you around to the front of the couch. He pulled you on top of him and you chuckled in confusion at his odd actions.

“No sabemos que queremos, amor.” You hummed, mocking him, and leaned your head down on his chest.

“We can just cuddle then till we decide.” You began adjusting yourself till Zabdiel’s hands shot down to grip your waist.

“Alto, bebé.” Your eyes widened when you realized Zabdiel was growing hard under you.

“Oh shit, my-“

“We can do something besides cuddle, amor.” His hand ran over your hair softly. You looked up at him to find a little grin on his face.

“Zab, I’m hungry.” You whined.

“So am I.” He winked and stuck his tongue out. If your eyes could get bigger, they would have.

“¿Tú quieres...?” You trailed off, unsure. One of his hands lowered to your ass and gave it a little pinch, making you jump.

“Mucho.” Zabdiel had never, ever eaten you out. It was just something that hadn’t been prompted yet in the bedroom. “Pero...aquí, mi amor.” On the couch?!

“We can go to the bedroom-"

“No quiero. Ahora, bebé.” He gestured to you, and you knew he meant business. You began unbuttoning your jeans and stood up to be able to pull them down. Zabdiel didn’t move an inch which made you very confused.

“Zab, I need to lay back.” You spoke, slightly timid. You were nervous, truth be told. He shook his head and pointed to his lips.

“Right here.” He wanted you to sit on his face?!

“O-Oh.” You slowly peeled off your panties to join your jeans. You stepped closer to the couch and Zabdiel shook his head.

“Top. Off.” He ordered. You bit your lip and removed your top, revealing your bare breasts. “Hmm, no bra?” You felt very cheeky in that very moment.

“¿Te gusta, Papi?” You winked playfully, expecting Zabdiel to laugh. However, his eyes narrowed slightly.

“Get up here, Y/N.” You nearly passed out at his dominance. Your shaky leg hooked over past his shoulder on the fairly wide couch, allowing your other knee to rest on the opposite side.

“Say it again, amor.” His hands came down to your hips and rubbed soft circles into your skin.

“You want me to say...Papi?” You questioned. He nodded and pulled you up to his lips. He looked up at you expectantly. “Papi, please.” You spoke softly, bring your hand down to run your hand through his blonde hair.

“Así, amor.” You watched his tongue exit his mouth and connect with your heat. You inhaled quickly at the sensation. Your hand instinctively gripped at his hair as he continued exploring you. It’s one thing to do it with his fingers or even just his member, but it’s another when he uses his tongue and his eyes up close and personal.

“Papi, más por favor.” You whimpered, tilting your head up towards the ceiling. One of Zabdiel’s hands landed with a harsh smack on your ass, making you jump.

“Look down here, mi amor.” You followed his order and maintained eye contact with him. It made the ordeal so much more intense and dare you say, naughty. His lips latched onto your sensitive nub and proceeding to nibble softly with his lips, making you moan like a porn star.

“Papi, I’m close! Fuck, just like that, Papi. Yes!” Your hips began gyrating against his face and he seemed to bask in it. His moans caused vibrations to go right towards your pending orgasm. His dark eyes never left yours and when you found yourself wiggling your head around his never faltered.

“Don’t cum.” Your jaw dropped in simultaneous pleasure and shock.

“Papi, please, I-” Zabdiel plunged his wet tongue into your even wetter hole. You cried out as he thrust his tongue quickly. Your hands released his hair and gripped the arm of the sofa. “Zabdiel, I’m gonna-” And just like that you found yourself laying on your back.

“What did you just say?” Zabdiel asked in a dark tone. Your eyes were wide but also the sensations he left on your core were still going, so you weren’t all there.

“I was, I was going to cum.” You mumbled, making him reach up to your nipples.

“Papi, doesn’t want you to cum yet.” He pinched both of your nipples making you gasp.

“Okay, okay! I won’t till you say!” He leaned down to softly suckle at each of your nipples, relieving the pain.

“Niña buena.” He pressed a soft kiss to your lips to which you responded eagerly. He pulled away a little too soon for your liking.

“Papi.” You whined, making him chuckle.

“¿Tú quieres más?” He leaned his forehead on yours, but not yet allowing your lips to meet.

“Si, Papi. Por favor.” You leaned up and a Zabdiel met you halfway. His kisses were to die for and they made you melt like dulces carmellos. You moaned into the kiss as Zabdiel began grinding his hips against your bare core. He of course was covered by his boxers, but his bulge made it damn near impossible to tell.

“You wanna cum, amor?” He asked before bringing his kisses to your neck. You allowed your hands to wrap around his back and your legs followed suit.

“Yes, faster Papi.” You gasped as he immediately obliged, pressing right against your clit everytime he moved.

“Dámelo amor.” Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as his words prompted your orgasm.

“Fuck!” You cried as the orgasm felt so much more intense than ever before. Zabdiel pulled back from your neck and rose up, still sat on his knees to stare at his soaked boxers. He peeled them down his thick thighs to release his member.

“I don’t know what you just did, amor, but I’m about to cum inside of you.” With that he slid right into you.

RICHARD: (the moment you’ve all been waiting for and if you weren’t waiting for the best one idk why you thought daddy richard wasn’t EVERYTHING)

“It looks good, mami.” Richard ran his thumb over the skin next to your latest tattoo. Richard had been away during the healing process of your latest body art, so he was excited to get a real life close up of it. It was placed from mid thigh to your lower stomach. It was red line work of a dragon

“Gracias.” You leaned down and placed a kiss on his forehead. Richard was lying down at the end of the bed while he was observing. His hand was holding up your shorts higher so he could examine the tattoo.

“No panties bebé?” He casually didn’t look at you and kept his focus on the body art. Your eyes widened slightly, totally forgetting you were ready for bed when Richard came home early to surprise you.

“I wasn’t expecting you.” You attempted to say just as casually.

“So if you did you would have put panties on?” His thumb trailed up your dragon in swirls and lines of the design.

“Uh, no, I mean, I don’t know. I would have kept my day clothes on, I just got dressed in this to sleep. It gets hot.” You rambled. You hated when you were awkward.

“You get hot down here, mami?” He looked up at you as his hand grasped at your inner thigh.

“Richard!” You whisper shouted. You had no reason to whisper, you just felt caught off guard. You should have expected him to be horny coming home, just not so witty about it.

“Say Daddy, mami.” His thumb rubbed your lower lips and you gasped quietly at his demand.

“You want me to call you Daddy...or Papi?” You bit your lip softly, looking up at him as he moved to hover over you.

“Daddy, bebé. If you call me Papi I won’t be able to stop.” He spoke before pressing his lips hastily to yours. You moaned against his lips as he submerged his thumb in between your lower lips to rub on your clit.

“Daddy, don’t stop.” Your jaw fell open as his thumb went faster. His lips moved down to assault your neck with kisses and purple splotches. His opposite hand went to the back of your head and pulled down on your hair. “I have a surprise.” You moaned, feeling your orgasm near you.

“What, mami?” He asked before nipping at your jugular.

“I’m on birth control now.” Richard stopped everything. He had begged and begged for a year for you to get on birth control. He was okay with waiting, but he still teased you about it. One time you let him do it without and it felt heavenly, thank god his pull out game was good. You swore that unless you went on birth control, which you were in no rush to do, that it couldn’t happen again. Sometimes while having sex he’d whisper to you,

“Remember how good it felt to have just me, inside of you mami?”

and you’d almost cave. But never since that day has he gone raw inside of you.

“Don’t lie to get your way, princesa.” He whispered lowly.

“I’m not, I promise.” Your hands reached to caress his face and tilt his head up so you could see his face. His lips were swollen and his nose was slightly blushed. He was an absolute passionate latin lover right out of the books and it showed.

“The best welcome home gift ever.” He said as he pulled your shorts off of your body. You laughed a little at his reaction and pulled his shirt off.

“Get naked, Daddy.” You teased him and proceeded to pull your tank top off. You were completely bare underneath everything and that seemed to motivate Richard to move faster.

“Did I ever mention how much I love you?” Richard spoke lowly, running his hands along your body.

“Eh. Maybe once or twice.” You smiled at him and he smiled back before giving you a kiss. “And I love you.”

“Wanna turn around for me, princesa?” Richard asked, running his nose along your navel. You turned over onto all fours and looked back at your man.

“I need you.” He hummed got adjusted on his knees.

“Louder, mami.” His hands squeezed around your thighs.

“I need you.” You spoke a bit louder. It didn’t seem to satisfy Richard though.

“You can do better.” You took an inhale of breath.

“I need you, Daddy, please cum inside me!” You cried out as he wasted no time in pistoning himself inside you. “Fuuuck.” You whined as a finger went to your clit while his hand remained gripping your thigh for leverage.

“You miss this like me, mami? This feeling of me fucking you how you like it?” Your eyes rolled up as the dirty talk turned you on like no other.

“Yes, daddy. I missed your cock.” Richard prompted filthy words to exit your mouth every time you two had sex. He made you feel so sexually liberated and wanted you to let him know how to please you. He dominated you with the purpose of being your only outlet of sexual necessity.

“You miss feeling all of it? While you throw yourself back onto me? No more fucking condoms.” He grunted loudly over the sounds of your skin clapping. Your grip grew tighter on the sheets as your clit was throbbing and your core was fluttering around Richard. You knew he could feel you contracting around him repeatedly. The noises exiting his mouth made it clear for you.

“I’m gonna cum, Daddy. Please let me cum.” You knees grew tired of helping you move back onto Richard, but he moved his hand from your thigh to your hair to pull back on it.

“Cum for me, mami. I want it all.” He kicked your thighs further apart with his own and rubbed at your clit with his palm making you scream in pleasure.

“Fuck! Papi!” You didn’t even comprehend that you allowed that to come out of your mouth, but when you said it Richard slammed his hips against yours agressively, making your ass seem like it was getting slapped repeatedly.

“Mami, fuck, look at that. You’ve made a mess now, bebé.” Richard moaned as his hand movements caused liquid to literally squirt out of you. Your vision went starry as your eyes most likely crossed so hard at this intense pleasure. You couldn’t even respond to him at this point. “Look at my messy girl, I love making you a mess, mami.” His hand gripped the front of your neck and moved his chest to cover your back.

“Papi...” You whimpered, feeling your entrance contract uncontrollably, triggering your sensitivity.

“Wait.” He demanded. His teeth grazed against your shoulder making you quiver. He moaned deeply in response. “Do it again, mami.” You felt a second orgasm assault your body and simultaneously felt the pressure of Richard’s cum coating your insides. “Shit.” He whispered harshly, squeezing a bit tightly around your neck.

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moonamite · 3 years ago

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a any metadede/darkgoon headcannons? 👉👈

A-an ask.... From DAS,,,, THE das,,, -DMK's fur is thicker than MK's, so he sheds more. Sticky things and furry things don't go well together, so Goonie ends up covered in fur to the point that it looks like he's growing hair. -Goonie has, multiple times, fixed up DMK's cape. But even if he tries to be careful with it, it always ends up ripped in about 2 days. -DMK is afraid of water and hates being wet. This fearsome warrior can be easily taken down with a water gun. The only way to get him to take a bath is if Goonie goes in with him. -Ever wondered why DMK's wings are tattered? A fight, maybe? Nope, he just has a bad habit of picking at his wings when nervous. Goonie is trying to help him so that he doesn't end up flightless. -DMK likes to sit on top of Goonie's shell. -Whenever MK and DMK look like they're about to fight, Dedede and Goonie step in and pick up their orbs like cats. -DMK wasn't into coffee, and still isn't. Until Goonie made some for him one time. Now he's into it, but only when Goonie makes it for him. -DMK also wasn't into plants, like, at all. Then he'd listen to Goonie infodump about plants when he was on the other side of the mirror. Now, sometimes a random plant fact will cross his mind, and he'll pause and be like "Wait, where did I learn that?" And remember Goonie telling him about it back when they hadn't met in person. -DMK always listens if Goonie is talking, no matter how boring the topic may seem. Mostly because he thinks he has a nice voice and is pleasant to listen to. -SDDD never let DMK socialize or do much of anything, so he has little to no social skills, but a whole lotta social anxiety. He gets anxious in large crowds or in any social situations. There were books back at the mirror castle about that kind of stuff, but they could never hold his attention for more than 2 pages before he'd get bored and start skipping through the whole thing. The only somewhat social thing he knows how to do is insult people. -Whenever Dedede throws a party, Goonie lets DMK stay in his room and wait it out, occasionally going up to check on him or bring him food. -The only thing DMK and MK can agree on is that big soft boys are the best. Then they'll argue about which of the 2 big soft boys (That being Dedede and Goonie) is better. -Goonie may be undeniably baby, but he absolutely can make DMK melt by saying sweet things and/or flirting like "I know all 21 letters of the alphabet... oh wait, I forgot- U R A Q T!" "a-aa,,," -Goonie's been helping DMK get used to Dreamland life, first showing him around and whatnot. He then tries to help DMK socialize with the locals, but he never forces him to if it makes him uncomfortable. Even if he just manages to do something as small as ordering food, you can bet this snail is proud of his tiny man. -Whereas MK hates laziness and is always busy, DMK is perfectly content to do nothing all day. Does he spend all day lying in bed? No, he spends all day lying on his snail's shell, going wherever the Goonie takes him.

#darkgoon #dark meta knight #Escargoon #the perfect timeline au #I might get to the Metadede hcs in another post #headcanons #hope this was good das...#ask

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kpopcanonsforchie · 4 years ago

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hello everyone, this is my first hc on here so i hope i make a good impression! tysm for reading if you do i really appreciate it!

Rumors?! (Part 1) sub!taemin x gender neutral dom!reader

845 words 4,498 characters

warning the following may contain: degrading, brat kink, swearing, sexual tendencies.

It was kind of obvious that Taemin had been dating someone, I mean the whole subject practically broke the internet. Everyone was talking about it like if it was a boy or a girl, if they were a celebrity, or were they from a group. You hadn't really payed that much attention to it unless people brought it up to you.

You were talking with a close friend and producer of Taemin's when the topic changed for whatever reason you seem to not remember.

"Well, I've been told your quite the submissive." he said jokingly.

"Q-quite the submissive?" you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion.

"Pfft where did you here that from?" you laughed.

"From Taem (a nickname of taemin) of course, he wouldn't stop bragging about it to me one day. Talking about how needy you were on the first try. I at first didn't believe it but he seemed so descriptive." he explained.

"What do you mean? What did he say?" you queried.

"Well he said you were all over him like a loose canon if you will. You wouldn't stop the dirty talk throughout the day. And would make almost anything sexual." he added. "I don't know exactly what he said. I was kinda distracted. but something of the lines of that." he yawned.

"Oh well that's funny, I think he maybe forgot what really happened ; I don't recall it happening that way." You smirked deviously.

You look towards the producer as you grab your things.

'I can't believe he though he could get away with making these rumors about me.' you thought.

"I best be on my way, I've got work to finish back home. I enjoyed talking with you. Be safe, I'll see you soon!" you smiled and bowed slightly.

"No problemo! Peace out, hope you finish that work of yours." he cheekily grinned.

As you walked out the building, you reached for your phone to text Taemin.

'I'll like to see you tomorrow. Seems you've been caught in some trouble.'

You finally got home to prepare for the next day. A day that will include punishment.

The day had came and you Taemin had decided to go out and have some fun since it'd been a quick minute since you two had actually went somewhere for fun. But this time, it was different. Everything he did seem to be more and more sexual. At first you thought it was your dirty mind but then you started to realize it wasn't and you purposely tried to ignore it to tease him.

He would do the most scandalous things. If he would bend over to grab something, he'd purposely have his ass out in front of you and would sometimes grind against you. Or would be a little too buddy buddy with people. Touching them in areas only couples do. While in the back of a car would touch you in certain places like your inner thigh while looking the other way and very quietly whimpering. Or he would sing the song 'Slave' in the back of the car and would say "it's just for practice".

you give me a rewarding kiss and a selfish wish baby i'm a slave for you

he purposely sung by your ear.

This went on all day until the both of you finally reached home.

You pulled him by the collar of his shirt inside aggressively but he was shocked and a little happy.

"You've been such a naughty boy today" you said.

"You've been spreading rumors about me. Telling people how needy I am of you but that's the complete opposite. You've be practically whipped for me all day." you said with a deviously tone.

"I know you've been trying to turn me on throughout the day with your dirty antics. grinding against me and flirting with others to make me jealous. And you know what,it's been working." you added.

Taemin smirked at yours words. "So it's been working, I have been a dirty boy haven't I?" he put a finger to his lip in a cute innocent fashion.

You grabbed him by the jaw and said "Don't test me and try to act innocent. Your far from it you filthy bastard." you hissed.

You started to unbutton his shirt to leave marks on him. You nibble at his ear and sucked at his collar bone. He squirmed trying not to put a hand on his mouth and suppressed his whines and moans like the brat he is.

"Trying to suppress yourself from making those disgusting noises? I still know your so needy for me brat. Look at your pants." You whispered in his ear.

He looked down and saw the stain on his pants. "Fuck! Why can't you just fuck me already seriously?!" he moaned and pleaded. He bucked his head back in pleasure and you kissed him up and down.

"You fool, brats don't get what they want. Especially ones like you." you chuckled in sadistic sarcasm.

"B-but b-but , ngh" Taemin couldn't bring himself to beg.

"Please miss/sir, I promise I-i promise that I'll be good." he huffed.

to be continued will revise later

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herohotline · 5 years ago

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Warmth of You

Shouto Todoroki x Reader

A/N: HA! what was I thinking? ME? On a hiatus? as fucking if. that lasted a whole day.

Summary: Suffering from frequent insomnia, you find yourself drawn toward Todoroki and the warmth he provides. You’re absolutely sure that a crush has nothing to do with the fact that he’s the only one who can help you go to sleep.

Word Count: 5,500+ (god d. dammit. fuck)

When you go to a school like U.A, you naturally want to do your best. You want to get good grades, excel with your quirk- and never interrupt class.

You interrupt class with a big, uncontrollable yawn that has you reeling back with how hard it hits you. Shame immediately crawls up your neck and heats your cheeks as you notice how everyone’s eyes are on you- including your teacher, Aizawa.

“I’m sorry,” you groan, shoulders hunching up at Aizawa’s peeved expression. He quickly moves on to the next topic and you try your best to hold in the next yawn that comes- and the next one after that.

Sleep has been hard lately and you’re not exactly sure why. Maybe it’s because of all the new information you’re absorbing in U.A, but your mind can never quite settle when you need it to. Sleep will either be consistently interrupted from waking up hourly or you just won’t fall asleep at all until ridiculously late hours. You’ve tried your best to fix the issue since you really do want to do your best in school- your brain only being half-awake during class wasn’t the best way to achieve that goal.

You barely learn anything from Aizawa’s class today. It was something about hostages… you think. As class ends and everyone begins to gather their things, you think about how screwed you’ll be if Aizawa decides to do a surprise quiz again. You don’t think you’ll be able to keep your good grade if he does that…

“___,” a voice shakes you out of your stupor and you jolt, looking behind you. Todoroki stands there, his backpack around his shoulders and a curious look on his face. “Are you coming?” He asks.

You look behind him and see Midoriya, Uraraka, and Iida waiting by the class doors. That’s when you remember that you were all going to go shopping today at the mall- you hiss through your teeth when you realize that you completely forgot. How could you have forgotten? “Yeah! I- uh, I just need a minute. I’ll catch up!” You tell Todoroki and he nods, leaving with the rest of the group and heading down the halls.

Now alone in the classroom, you sigh and put all your books in your bag as quick as you can. Your body is practically swaying with exhaustion, but it’s not like you can do anything about it. You were looking forward to today! It was a chance to hang out with your friends and relax- and you really needed to relax. With a determined mindset, you force your body to stand straight as you heave your backpack over your shoulders and run down to U.A entrance where your friends are waiting.

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The train ride is chaotic and hectic, as it usually is around the evening. You’re pressed awkwardly between Todoroki and Uraraka the entire time- Uraraka is at least understanding about it and you two make frequent jokes about your situation, but Todoroki remains stoic and silent as ever. You don’t mind too much, though, because you’re pressed up against his left side and it’s unusually warm.

You’re actually comforted by it- the warmth reminds you of your bed and covers at home. If it wasn’t for the train’s constant swaying and jumbling, you could have fallen asleep.

Finally, it’s your stop, and the five of you all hold hands as you exit the train so you don’t lose each other. It was Iida’s idea, actually, and it was pretty smart. Once you’re all away from the station, Uraraka and Midoriya immediately break their handhold with flushed faces- the scene honestly makes you laugh. You thank Iida for the idea with a squeeze of his hand before you let go as well because you honestly don’t know if your sleepy mind would have made it through the crowd alone- and then you’re off to the mall!

Being inside the mall wakes you up quite a bit. For a straight hour, you’ve gotten energy from your friends to shop, eat, and make funny jokes with everyone.

“___!” Uraraka whispers toward you, gaining your attention as she hides behind a rack of clothes and urges you to come over. You quickly head over and look at the item in her hand- it’s a rather cute pink sweater dress that reaches to the knees.

“That’s so pretty!” You say, reaching out to feel the fabric. It’s soft and warm- just what you want from a dress like this. “Are you gonna buy it?”

“I think so,” Uraraka hums, her cheeks matching the color of the dress as her eyes dart away. When you follow her gaze you laugh under your breath.

“Thinking of wearing it for someone?” You giggle and she shoves your shoulder with a huff. “I think he’ll like it.”

“You think so?” She asks, looking down at the dress again. Her expression is akin to a love-sick puppy as she shyly bites her lip with a smile. “I think so too.”

After helping Uraraka secretly make her purchase and shoving it at the bottom of a bag so ‘he’ won’t see it, the shopping shenanigans continue. You buy a few things for yourself, but not as much as the others since you don’t have very much money. You save most of it for the food court since your stomach is rumbling, and in the middle of the crowded hall between shops you ask if anyone wants to come with you.

“Oh, I’m not very hungry,” Midoriya says, “but I can still come with you!”

“You don’t have to! I can just go by myself, honestly,” you wave him off with a smile- no one really looks interested and you suppose that makes sense. Everyone else had lunch today, but you took a nap instead, so you’re a bit more lacking in the food department than anyone else.

“I can go,” Todoroki offers, already walking next to you.

“Really?”

“I could use a drink,” he shrugs, and you suppose that’s fair. After the discussion you and Todoroki head off to the food court, promising to text Iida once you’re done so you can regroup.

Talking with Todoroki is always fun, honestly. He’s got a unique personality and has interesting answers to otherwise uninteresting questions, so you like hanging out with him. You feel a familiar sleepiness as you walk together so closely- his left side giving you that heat again that makes you so drowsy. He’s usually quiet, but today he’s surprisingly talkative, so you try your best to keep up with him even though your feet are dragging and you feel another yawn coming on.

Oh no, here it comes.

You interrupt Todoroki’s speech about All Might with another big yawn that brings tears to your eyes and makes your body sag- it honestly drags on for a long time since you’ve been holding them back and you groan in embarrassment.

“I’m sorry! What were you saying?” You ask him as you rub your wet eyes- if anyone had been looking, they’d think you were crying.

“...Are you alright?” Todoroki asks. His lips are pursed and his eyebrows are drawn together in concern- you notice how he’s slowed down his walk considerably so you can keep up with him. “You were yawning in class too.”

“I yawned. It was only once,” you argue.

“You kept doing it. I saw.”

Ah, dammit. You forget that Todoroki sits right behind you- he probably saw you struggling to keep it in. “I’m fine, really. Just didn’t get a lot of sleep…” You honestly don’t want to get into it, not wanting him to worry over you- so it’s quite a miracle that you finally made it to the food court. “We’re here! I want to get a crepe, okay?” You eagerly change the subject as you rush forward, leaving your classmate behind as you get in line for one of the shops.

That familiar heat comes back to you as Todoroki stands behind you. Honestly, you want to push him away so he’ll stop making you so tired, but it’s not like he’s doing it on purpose. His head hovers over yours as he observes the menu and you frown, squinting in his direction.

Is he doing it on purpose…?

Nah.

Todoroki was a lot of things, and dense was one of them. You love him to bits, truly, but you don’t think he’d be the kind of person to notice when you maybe migrate towards his warmth when you were sleepy. And if he did notice, he’d probably just ask you about it bluntly- not subtly indulge you.

The two of you make your order- you with a sweet crepe in your favorite flavor and Todoroki with a simple green bubble tea. You decide that it’s a little too hectic to eat and shop at the same time, so you make your way to a bench next to a wall, sitting there with Todoroki as you both eat silently. While talking with your classmate was fun, doing this was just as good too.

Just the silence carrying you as you eat, watching people walk by and observing the world go on as you sit back and take it all in.

It’s not surprising that eventually you start to nod off in the middle of it all, right?

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Todoroki only notices that you’ve fallen fast asleep when he feels the weight of you on his shoulder. He looks down at you- you’re already breathing deep and slow as you lean into the warmth of his body, the hand holding your treat slowly loosening. He’s quick to grab it before you spill it all over yourself and the floor- and then he’s stuck.

Sitting on a bench, a crepe in one hand and tea in the other, and then you leaning on him as if he were a pillow.

But surprisingly, Todoroki doesn’t mind. He lets you use his heat- he has been all day. It would take an idiot not to notice how exhausted you were, but even though you were, you pulled through so you could be there for your friends. Todoroki admires that about you, truly. But you deserve rest- and if he had to be stuck on an uncomfortable mall bench for you to get that rest, he supposes he’s willing to sacrifice his good posture. He continues on with his day, sitting there while sipping on his drink and eating your crepe in little nibbles he hopes you won’t notice when you wake up. But you’re totally conked out and the crepe is melting, so Todoroki eventually has no choice but to quickly eat it all before it drips all over him.

He’ll pay you back later. Now that his hand is free, he tries to reach into his pocket to reach his phone, but you’re laying on it and start to move around when he does.

So there he is. Stuck again, not wanting to wake you because his phone is in the wrong pocket. Thankfully, Todoroki is a patient person and he doesn’t mind sitting around. He doesn’t have to wait very long until a worried Iida is practically blasting through the food court.

Not wanting to wake you, Todoroki simply raises his free hand and waves it until Iida notices- though he’s too distracted calling out your names and spinning in frantic circles. It’s Midoriya who notices eventually and waves back- trying to get Iida’s attention once he knows where you are. The fire-ice user watches in amusement as his friends attempt to calm Iida down and point frantically toward the two of you- Iida could be such a worry-wart sometimes.

“You never texted us, we were wondering if something happened!” Midoriya says as the group finally makes their way toward Todoroki. “...Is ___ sleeping?”

Todoroki simply nods, placing a finger over his lips as he keeps an eye on Iida. “What time is it?” He quietly asks and Iida gives it right away- thankfully keeping his voice down.

“5:14!”

“They’ve been sleeping for about twenty minutes,” Todoroki murmurs, trying to remember when he last looked at the time. Twenty minutes? That sounded about right. Just before five, when a sudden rush came in the food court… He recalls he saw a woman in rather tall high heels and flamboyant clothing and he had wanted to take a picture for Aoyama.

“Why didn’t you text us?” Uraraka snorts, looking at your sleeping form against him with a smile.

“Phone’s in my left back pocket…”

“I see,” Midoriya laughs. “You didn’t want to wake them up. I’m glad you’re both okay, though!” Todoroki watches as the brunette girl brings out her phone and he can’t help but tense-

“What are you doing?”

“Nothing!” Uraraka sings, pointing the camera in his direction. He hears the familiar sound of a fake shutter- purely put in for aesthetic reasons but telling him that she definitely just took a picture. “It’s a nice memory, isn’t it?”

The fire-ice user purses his lips. He doubts that was her intention.

“Shouldn’t we wake them up soon?” Iida finally butts in, “it’s getting late! We should get back to the dorms right away!”

“How lovely of you to remind us, class president.”

“You’re welcome!”

Todoroki hums- he would really like to get off the stiff bench, but he’s hesitant. “You guys head out without us. I’ll wake them up eventually and we’ll be back soon.”

“Are you sure?” Midoriya worries and Todoroki nods- he wants to give you at least a few more minutes. Uraraka smiles beside him, most likely taking another picture before tucking it away in a pocket.

“Alright. You want us to take some bags?”

“Yes, actually. Thank you.” His friends proceed to take what they can carry of the bags sitting next to your feet- you didn’t buy very much, and neither did Todoroki, so they leave only two full paper bags for the both of you to carry. The fire-ice user waves with his free hand, smiling gently as his friends set off. “See you later,” he whispers.

“See you!”

Once the three of your mutual friends set off, it’s just him again. Silently, Todoroki ponders on how he’ll wake you- and if he even has the guts to do it. The mall will be closing soon, surely… He looks out one of the many windows of the mall, watching the sky slowly darken as time continues to pass.

He’ll have to think of something soon.

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You wake up to the strangest feeling. Your whole torso feels lovingly warm- as if you were laying next to a firepit. But your legs tingle from a chill cold- it was as if your temperature was split in half.

Half and half… That sounds oddly familiar.

Your eyes are heavy as you barely manage to blink them open- you honestly can’t remember falling asleep in the first place. Your whole body and mind feels disoriented for a minute as you realize that you’re moving- how are you moving? Are you outside?

“Did you have a nice nap?”

“HMmuh?” You quickly fail at finding any words as you look up and find Todoroki staring down at you, a gentle smile on his face and his mismatched eyes shining. Okay- what’s going on? You force yourself to blink your eyes open again, but he’s still there.

You realize that the varying temperatures you felt along your body were because of Todoroki. The fire-ice user was carrying you in his arms- quite easily, might you add- with one of his arms locked under your knees and the other placed behind your back. Realizing this, your body is no longer cold at all- it’s all heated up from your toes to your head as you flush in the embarrassment of being so tenderly cradled by your friend.

“Y-you… you didn’t have to carry me!” You pathetically stutter, quickly looking away from his face- looking at him just makes you more nervous.

“I just wanted you to sleep a little longer…” He says, “would you like me to let you down?”

Did he really have to be so sweet?

“If our class sees us like this, I’ll never hear the end of it…” you grumble- you’re reluctantly comfortable in his strong arms. “Do you think… you could let me down at U.A?” It’s shameful to ask- he must be tired, right? But to your surprise, there’s no hesitance in his voice as he agrees.

But then you remember. “Wait! Our bags!”

“The others took them to help out.” He shakes you in his arms once- making you hear the sound of paper rustling. “I’m carrying the other two. They aren’t heavy.”

“They all saw me sleeping on you?” You groan. You almost don’t want to know, but you have to ask… “Did Uraraka take a picture?”

Todoroki seems surprised. “How did you know that?”

Ugh, of course. “Because I know her and I know her little demonic mind,” you frown, letting your head fall back dramatically as you sigh. “She’s totally going to blackmail me.”

“Ah. I was wondering about her intentions…” Todoroki shuffles you in his arms again, probably trying to deal with your weight. You realize you’re really not helping him at all by just sitting in his arms lifelessly, so you try to sit up as you wrap an arm around his neck. Your other hand goes toward his arm, blindly reaching until you find the paper handle of a bag and you slowly wiggle it away from his arm. He seems to get it as he stops walking for a moment, letting you take the bag and hold it in your lap before you wrap both your hands around his neck.

“Is that better?” You ask- you still feel a little hot from being so close to him. And with your arms wrapped around him… It almost feels like you’re in a fantasy, to be honest.

“It is, thank you,” Todoroki continues to walk as he smiles down at you- you bite your lip subconsciously and look ahead. Even if you’re doing your best to avoid his gaze, you can feel his eyes on you.

“Eyes on the road, bucko,” you mutter under your breath. Todoroki hums, laughing silently before doing as he’s told.

It’s silent the rest of the walk back.

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After the whole sleeping-on-Todoroki and being-carried-by-Todoroki incident (something you tried to keep on the down-low, but Ashido found you both at the gates and immediately told everyone), things were a bit awkward for you. Todoroki was one of your best friends, but right now you couldn’t be in the same room with him without being teased relentlessly, so you find yourself subtly avoiding him just to get some peace of mind. You feel awful about it, but you swear to make it up to him once your classmates settle down. Rumors never lasted very long, anyway.

In the meantime, your sleep truly hadn’t gotten any better. The best sleep you’d gotten was when you were in Todoroki’s arms, as embarrassing as it was to admit. You tried to recreate his warmth- you bought a weighted blanket and a heating pad- but it wasn’t the same.

What was it about him, anyway? It drove you crazy just thinking about it. What sort of cure-all did he have hidden away inside him that made you sleep so soundly?

Ashido and Uraraka seemed convinced that it was your crush- but that was ridiculous. You didn’t have a crush on Todoroki. Definitely not!

Uraraka bugged you about it a lot, but then you’d bring up her little pink dress and she was quick to shut her mouth. Now you just needed to find a way to shut up Ashido and you’d be peachy.

Though you’ll admit- a week later, you were at the end of your rope. Aizawa won’t stop scolding you for nodding off or making amateur mistakes in class, and your grades are starting to suffer because of it. It doesn’t help that you can feel the burning of Todoroki’s eyes on your back nearly every day- it just adds to your guilt. You know he’s confused about you avoiding him- but it’s not like your friends will give you enough peace and time to explain it to him.

Bags are starting to show under your eyes- you really don’t know how much you’ve slept this week, but it’s worse than all the other weeks. You can’t afford to play around anymore. So on a Saturday night, you throw your stubborn heart in the garbage as you grab your phone and text the boy you’d been avoiding.

Tomorrow was a full day off, and you were determined to sleep in. You wanted to catch up on all those hours spent awake, and there was only one proven method on how to do that.

It was pitch black out- most of the students were sleeping or getting ready to, so as you were sending your text, you just hope that Todoroki is one of the night owls in class and you aren’t waking him up. You don’t want anyone to catch him on his way here- that is, if he even takes your invitation.

It wasn’t anything too revealing. You told him to come to your dorm because you wanted to talk. You want to apologize for avoiding him and tell him about your insomnia- and then slowly, slowly convince him to possibly snuggle with you until you fall asleep.

You know, normal friend things.

It’s not long before you hear someone knocking on your door. You quickly scramble out of bed and look through the peephole- once you see familiar white-red hair, you open the door and quickly drag Todoroki inside before shutting the door behind him. He makes a sound of surprise as you pull him by his shirt and you quickly let him go once the door is closed.

“Sorry. I just don’t want anyone to get the wrong idea.” You sigh and lead him to your bed, sitting down and patting the spot next to you. “Which is why I wanna talk to you. I’m sorry for avoiding you.”

Todoroki hums and when he sits on your bed, the mattress sinks and your thighs touch. “Why have you been?” He sounds indifferent, but his expression says otherwise. He’s obviously upset.

“I- I’m sorry,” you apologize again, “it’s just… When you carried me last week and all of that, our classmates were just relentless with teasing us. I just didn’t want to add fuel to the fire, so I ended up avoiding you a bit.” You pick at your nails self-consciously while you admit this to him. “I shouldn’t have done that.”

“They’re just rumors,” he says. His lips purse as he pauses, thinking out his next words before carefully saying them. “I wouldn’t want half baked rumors to be the reason you don’t want to be friends anymore.”

“No!” You quickly wave your hands in protest, crying out on accident. That’s the opposite of what you wanted! “No, I- I still want to be friends! I’m really sorry I made you think I didn’t, Todoroki! I- uhhm- I really wanted…” Putting your hands back down in your lap, you bite your lip and huff. “I wanted you to know that I really appreciated how considerate you were for me at the mall. I really appreciated it… you’re kind, Todoroki. Especially for putting up with me.”

Todoroki just shakes his head. “I liked helping you. I’m glad I could… and I’m glad you want to be friends.” The vulnerability must be getting to him because he’s getting pink in the face. It’s now or never, right?

“Well, about that…” Oh boy, here we go. You sit up a little straighter, trying to fake confidence as you face your friend completely. “My sleeping hasn’t gotten any better. It’s basically gotten worse during this whole thing, and- well, I could sleep really well when I was with you, so I was- I was wondering-” Looking up at Todoroki, you hope that he gets where this is headed, but he isn’t showing any sign that he does. And right when you were thinking he wasn’t that dull, too… “I was wondering if you could… stay with me until I can fall asleep. Do you- do you get what I mean?”

You stare at him while he processes the information. His expression slowly but surely changes from stoic, confused, and then most definitely surprise and embarrassment as his eyes light up and his cheeks flush again.

“Oh. You want me to cuddle you?”

You can feel yourself basically bursting into flames. “I mean- sort of! No?? I- just- just close enough that I can feel your body heat? Oh god, nevermind.” You put your face in your hands- how could you have thought this was a good idea? You’re in the middle of doubting all your life choices and wishing you could disappear into the dark abyss of your hands when you feel the bed dip considerably. At first, you think Todoroki is leaving- but when you look up you see him trying to make himself comfortable as he lies down and readjusts your pillows.

“...I’m not used to mattresses like these. It’s squishy.” ...Right. If you remember correctly, Todoroki’s room has a tatami mat instead of a mattress-

“Wait. You’ll really do it?” You stare down at him from where you sit. He looks like the very definition of awkward- he hasn’t even gotten under the blankets, he’s fully clothed with socks still on and everything, and he looks like he has no idea how to relax on a mattress.

But even though he has no idea what he’s doing, he’s still there. He’s willing to help, even if it’s a little weird. “Yeah… I want you to sleep.” His hands lace and rest on his stomach as he finally finds a comfortable position: laying very straight on his back. Todoroki tilts his head so he can look at you and says, “plus, it wasn’t so bad the first time.”

You suppose this is just Honesty Hour, then. You think you’ve run out of energy to get embarrassed anymore, so you accept his statement with a sigh. “You could at least remove your socks and get under the blankets.”

“Right.” You don’t feel like watching him strip- even if it’s just his socks, so you stand up from the bed and head to your dresser. It might be a bit weird, but if you’re going to be cuddling Todoroki under your covers, you’ll need to lose the pants and get a tank-top. It’s going to get unbearably warm if you don’t. You gather some other nightclothes and head for your bathroom, leaving him alone for a minute as you change. The basketball shorts you picked out aren’t even yours, really. You remember you made a comment once about how you needed shorts and Bakugo threw these in your face once you wore your old ones which were too small.

While it was a rude way to give a gift, it was sort of nice of him to do.

Now that you’re ready for some awkward friend-cuddling, you open the door of your bathroom and take a peek into your bedroom. Todoroki’s socks are neatly piled at the foot of the bed along with his shirt- he’s under the covers and you can’t tell if he’s actually shirtless or if he’s wearing a tank-top like you.

“Um. Todoroki?”

He looks up at you, barely lifting his head from the pillows. “Yes?”

“...Are you shirtless?”

“No.” He pushes the covers far enough that you can see that he is, in fact, wearing a tank-top, but you almost burst out laughing when you see what it is.

“You wear an All Might undershirt?”

A little self consciously Todoroki nods and puts the covers back over his chest. He looks adorably small as he flusters over his shirt. “Yeah… It’s- it’s not too weird, is it?”

You finally walk out of the bathroom, heading to the bed. You cross your arms as you observe the bed- a hand on your chin and you hum. “No, it’s cute… what we’re about to do is a little weird, though.”

Todoroki huffs through his nose with a smile, silently laughing. “Yeah.” Good, at least you’re both on the same page. “What are you doing?”

“Figuring out how I wanna do this.” Because it deserves some thought! How can you make this comfortable? “Okay- back up toward the wall and lay on your right side.” He does as he’s told silently and after preparing yourself for a few moments, you turn off the lamp on your nightstand and get under the covers. You lay on your side so the both of you are facing each other, and now the two of you are in a standstill in the dark.

Todoroki makes the first move, his hand inching toward your abdomen and his fingers barely brush your waist. You practically freeze up from his touch even though his hand is so warm, and he hums silently. “Come here,” he whispers, his hand slowly grabbing your waist and gently tugging you.

You do as he says, shuffling close enough that you can feel that familiar warmth that soothes you so much- his arm staying around your waist as you come closer. You’re still hesitant- Todoroki’s knees touch yours, but that’s it. Maybe this wasn’t a great idea, you think- how can you go to sleep with your heart beating so fast?

As if he can hear your heart- and maybe he can, Todoroki whispers again. “Relax,” he says.

Impossible, but ok.

“How… do you feel about this?” You ask him slowly. Sure, he’s willing to help… but why? Todoroki sighs, his whole body melting into it as he sinks further into the mattress.

“I feel…” He hums. “I feel that if you can get peace from a part of me I really don’t like… then maybe that makes me feel better about myself.”

Taken aback by his honesty, you don’t even realize as he scoots closer. Your legs are intertwined, now.

“I don’t even have to try- you know? Just the very state of me… you lean into it.” One of his hands brushes through your hair. Your eyes still haven’t adjusted to the dark, so you can’t see his expression- his absolutely beautiful expression as he looks right at you. “It makes me happy.”

“Oh,” your breath leaves you shakily- honestly, he’s stolen all the breath from your lungs and the words from your tongue and now you’re left with nothing as you lay next to him. He is absorbing you more than you are him.

“Go to sleep,” his voice is so soft and quiet, you can barely hear it. “Please.”

He doesn’t have to ask you twice.

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Todoroki is a light sleeper.

So even though the several people stockpiled in your room try to be sneaky, he wakes up the moment they all begin to whisper, his eyes cracking open and glaring at the people who woke him up.

Todoroki guesses you forgot to lock the door, which is why half of the fucking class is gathered in your room and staring at the two of you like you were animals in a zoo.

“Go away,” he says coldly and everyone jumps- obviously they hadn’t noticed how he woke up.

“We were so quiet!!” Ashido yells in a whisper, looking very upset at being caught.

He really doesn’t want to deal with this, honestly. Yeah, call him a little cranky- but he wanted to keep sleeping. Todoroki frowns and wraps his hands tighter around your waist. The two of you must have tussled a lot in your sleep- the blankets are shoved toward the foot of the bed and you’re lying directly on top of his body.

“You guys are so cute together!” Uraraka coos silently, and he recognizes her phone. God, how long had they all been in here?

“Go away,” Todoroki tells them again and with a quick movement, he twirls you around in his arms until his back is toward the class and he’s successfully surrounding you- away from all your friends who groan at the cuteness being taken away from them.

“Todo-”

A sudden burst of ice shoots out of his leg and he shoves himself up with his arms, glaring daggers at them all- Ashido, Uraraka, Midoriya (how could he), Kirishima, Kaminari, Momo, and Jirou. After that, they all quickly scatter out of the room- no longer trying to be quiet as they beg Todoroki not to kill them and slam the door shut.

The door slam is what finally wakes you up. You shuffle from under him, body stretching as you groan. Todoroki lays back on top of you, making you loudly wheeze from the sudden weight. “Todoroki!”

“Mmm… no. Go back to sleep.”

You laugh from under him, your arms lazily wrapping around his back and patting him. “Someone got comfortable, huh?”

“Mhmm.”

“Well, at least let me-” You heave yourself up from under him, probably going to grab the blankets before you freeze up. Todoroki stays laying face down on the mattress. “...Todoroki.” He hums. “Why is there a wall of ice in my room?”

“You wouldn’t even want to know.”

You already know. In a quick second, you’re suddenly no longer tired- your body filled with a fit of hot anger as you throw yourself out of bed and shove on a sweater that lies on the floor. “Dammit! I’m so fucking stupid!”

Todoroki lays on his side as he watches you slam open your bedroom door. “Alright!” You yell. “Which one of you assholes am I hunting down?!”

“Momo, Jirou, Ashido, Uraraka, Midoriya, Kirishima, Kaminari,” Todoroki immediately tattles and he can hear voices yelling at him from down the hall. You’re already running and students are screaming.

Even though he should really get up and do something about this, he doesn’t. He melts the wall of ice in your room, letting it puddle on the floor before grabbing your thick blanket and letting it cover him as he lays back down.

Your bed is very comfortable, after all, and he thinks that he’ll probably be sleeping here again soon.

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Famous Husband

Dean is a pretty famous YouTuber, who is happily married to Castiel, a normal teacher, who doesn’t like the spotlight. He stays behind the scenes, but when someone offhandedly comments that some people believe the Husband doesn’t exist, he starts to rethink his decision to stay unknown.

On AO3.

Ships: Destiel

Warnings: Cas has two students, who go digging into his private life, so if you are sensitive to that, be careful. I do NOT condone their behaviour and if you do I reccomend you rethink some of your choices. WHat they do in this fic in wrong, but I needed it to further the plot, so apoligies :)

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Castiel Novak-Winchester was a normal high school History teacher known as Mr. Novak. He was a bit of a dork who was lenient with his students and sometimes surprised them with his meme or pop culture knowledge. This last fact was not because Castiel was secretly hip or up to date with the kids, no this was because Castiel was married to YouTuber Dean Novak-Winchester, with as handle: Dean. Nothing fancy, just simple, like he was.

Castiels students of course didn’t know he was married to the popular YouTuber, he had never starred in a video or even spoken or appeared in the background, because Castiel was a private and shy person and Dean loved him and would do anything for him. So, no matter how much Dean wanted to show Castiel off, his angel was carefully edited out of every single video.

On Thursday Castiels Junior AP class streamed into the classroom for the last lesson of the day with bored expressions on their faces and all sagged into their seats. Castiel shook his head as he decided that these kids deserved a bit of a break today. Then he started the lesson, but fifteen minutes before the end of class he closed his book and announced: “We have some time left, so we’re going to watch a fun YouTube video to relax. Any suggestions?”

Immediately their faces perked up and one girl, Rey, said: “Just before class Dean uploaded a video, can we watch that one? I really want to, but I don’t have the time today otherwise, please.”

Castiel hadn’t expected that, he of course knew that his husband was a well known star and that kids in his classes watched him, but it somehow still came as a shock. He hid his feelings though and instead asked if anyone had any objections, when none came he looked up the video under the careful instructions of Rey.

Then his husband showed up on the board, he was sitting in his car, the beloved Impala that all his fans knew from his video series on how to take care of her and his rants about her on his streams. While he drove he told the camera: “Today Sam is off from doing boring lawer-y stuff, so we’re going to drive over to our uncle, Bobby, you might know him, but it’s a pretty far drive, so when I’ve picked him up we’re going to do a Q&A while we ride. See haters, I’m efficient. This is YouTube-ing at it’s finest.”

He then laughed and it cut to two people sitting in the car. Sam said hello, before grabbing his phone to look up the questions the people send in. Castiel remember that this weekend the two brothers had taken a trip to Bobby’s place, so they must have filmed it then. Sam started off: “So, @Deansgirlnumber1 asked: “how do you feel being so close to 7 mil subs?””

Dean made a turn while he answered: “Good question, I don’t know man. I never thought in my wildest dreams that anyone would even watch, so the fact that all this happened is crazy. I am very grateful for it, so I think I’m gonna have to go with that, incredibly grateful.”

A few more questioned followed, about annoying habits, special interest, or embarrassing memories. Then Sam said: “@MysteriousHubby asked: “can we at least get a description of your husband, please!!!!”, yes it has four exclamation marks.” Sam looked over, “I know you love waxing poetry about him.”

Dean got a dopey smile on his face and a dreamy look in his eyes that made Castiel go soft as he saw it, that was his favourite Dean-smile, the smile he only used for him.

Then Dean shook himself out of it and frowned as he said: “I do love to do that, but it’s not my fault that his eyes are absolutely stunning and he’s very sexy, but as you know my sunshine is private and I respect that. I would never want to push him to do something he doesn’t want, we have boundaries and we believe in consent, as should all of you. So sorry @MysteriousHubby, but all I can tell you is that he is beautiful.”

The girls in the room squealed and Mary gushed: “Isn’t it adorable how much he loves that man, you can see it in how he talks.”

Another girl swooned and said: “I wish someone talked about me like he does about his husband. He never gives anything away, but he always manages to turn it into a complement about how sweet and gorgeous his sunshine is.”

Castiel paused the video and with faked confusion he asked: “I’m confused, why doesn’t he talk about his husband?”

Rey was quick to explain: “Well, he’s been married for a year now and he’s been dating this guy since forever, but he’s very shy and he doesn’t like camera’s apparently, so Dean edits him out and never mentions him by name, only calling him cute nicknames like angel or sunshine, or he just calls him ‘my husband’. It’s very cute how he seems to melt every time the man is mentioned, but a lot of people are curious about this mystery guy, some don’t even believe he exist, I do though, you can’t fake being that madly in love.”

Some girls agreed and Castiel nodded as he let the video continue. He mulled Rey's words over and mused, I didn’t know people didn’t believe I existed. Dean must have hidden it, because he thought it would hurt my feelings, how sweet of him.

He watched the brothers do Deans sign-off: “Bye hunters, see you on the road!”

Then the screen faded to black, before anyone cold break the silence the bell rang and the kids were out of the room with a quick goodbye to their teacher. When Rey walked by she said: “Bye, Mr. Novak, thank you for letting me watch the video. I’ll make sure to do my homework.”

Castiel laughed and said: “That would be a first.”

Rey shot him a quick grin and a wink over her shoulder then she was gone with everyone else. Castiel shook his head to himself as he whispered: “Teenagers.”

He left the building and left in his tan-colored car for home. There he walked to the door and was greeted by Dean with a kiss on his forehead as he took Castiels stuff of his hands and helped him out of the trench-coat. After he was done he asked: “So, how was your day, sunshine.”

“It was pleasant, Dean.�� Castiel told him with a smile, “I watched your video with one of my classes, you have fans at the school. You were very handsome in it. How has your day been?”

“Good, but it got better when you walked through the door.” Dean smirked.

Castiel gave him a slight shove as he said: “Sap.”

Dean batted his eyelashes and said: “You love me for it, darlin’.”

With a quick peck Castiel said: “Yeah, I do.” then walked to the kitchen with a happy Dean trailing behind him.

When they were sitting at the table with homemade burgers Dean started up the conversation again: “So, I have fans at your school, maybe I should come and say hi to them.”

“Dean.” Castiel said with a glare, “I know you want to, but they’ll never leave me alone after that. I have to be an authority figure and I can’t do that if I’ve done dumb shit like getting covered in whipped cream on camera.”

“That was one- well, not one time, but come on. Please, Cas, consider it.” Dean whined.

“I am.” Castiel told him.

Dean perked up, like a puppy near a bone. Castiel rolled his eyes fondly at him and said: “I have recently been informed that people believe I don’t exist and I don’t want them thinking they have a chance when you’re mine, right sweetheart?”

Dean swallowed, Castiel hardly ever used nicknames and the possessiveness was kinda hot. Dumbly Dean shook his head, but when he had found his words and tried to ask him about it Castiel steered the conversation to another topic.

Three weeks later and Cas hadn’t mentioned it again, so Dean had let it go, sadly enough, thinking it had been a one time thought that had been discarded after more consideration. However, the opposite was the case. Castiel had been planning proving he was real carefully and now it was time.

Dean was doing his Sunday live show in the living room, this usually meant that Castiel would hide, uhm, grade papers, in the office until Dean brought him a coffee to inform him he was done. Dean always chilled the same way on his life streams, so Castiel knew exactly from where he would be in frame and he had even checked before he left.

So, when Dean was thirty minutes into his stream, Castiel entered the room. When Dean saw him his eyes went wide and he quickly said: “Babe, I’m live.”

While the chat practically blew up, Castiel played his part, giving his husband startled eyes as he asked: “Am I in frame?”

He knew he wasn’t, but having Dean confirm it soothed him. He held up the mug of coffee he had made Dean and said: “I completely forgot, but I made you coffee, it’s black just the way you like it, wait I’ll bring it over.”

He carefully made his way around the edges of the room with Dean guiding him, so he was certain he wouldn’t be spotted. He was lucky they didn’t have any mirrors or that would have been tricky. As he was doing that Dean was ignoring his stream as he followed Cas with his eyes, when his husband came up on the other side of the laptop he gave him a smile that Castiel shyly returned. Deans gaze softened with that and he gratefully took the mug out of Castiels hands. Handing over the mug happened just above the frame, but when Dean had put it aside carefully he stood up to give his husband a quick peck and without thinking he said: “Thanks, Cas, I love you.”

Cas didn’t mind and he answered: “Love you too, Dean. Good luck with your stream, sorry for interrupting.”

Castiel walked away just as carefully as Dean said with a grin: “You can never interrupt me. Have fun doing boring adult stuff.”

“Having a normal job, isn’t boring, it’s called being a productive member of society, you should try it sometime.” Castiel sassed as he closed the door behind him, through the wood he could hear Deans laughter.

He quickly hurried to the kitchen to watch the stream. He was just in time to see Dean wipe the laugh tears out of his eyes as he said: “I love that man, he’s the best. You look at him and think, ‘oh what a sweetheart’, but he can be a little shit if he wants.”

In the chat people were rioting: “AAHHH HE’S REAL!!!!” “OMG DID YOU HEAR THAT VOICE SO FUCKING DEEP!” “WHAT JUST HAPPENED!?!?!?!?!?” “Ahw, look how soft Dean got when his husband walked in” “DID I HEAR IT RIGHT, DID HE CALL HIM CASS? GUYS WE HAVE A NAME!!!” “IS HE GONNA APPEAR MORE?”

Castiel rolled his eyes, he didn’t mind that the abbreviation of his name was out there. It might be easy to connect with his first name, but most students didn’t know his first name and it was a major gap to link.

Dean ignored most of the comments, but he did say: “For all you non-believers, you just got converted. A real life angel just blessed you with the truth.”

He laughed some more at his own silly comment, before getting serious and saying: “For the record, this was a mess-up, not a promise for more husband content. He stays my sweet, dorky, shy, angel, so don’t make a big deal out of.”

He tried to talk about some other things, but nothing stuck, all the comment section was interested in was Castiel, which the man found kind of flattering. After ten minutes of trying Dean gave up and said his goodbyes before ending the stream.

A few seconds later he came into the kitchen and was surprised to find Castiel there. “I thought, you’d be up in the office grading your papers.” Dean said.

Castiel shrugged and said: “That was originally the plan, but then I thought about you doing the live stream and the people who didn’t believe I existed, so to make myself feel better I started watching, but then there were all these comments about how sexy you were, which are true, but you’re mine and before I knew it I had entered the room and now that all happened.”

Suddenly the realization of what his actions had meant came over him and he had to lean against the counter to keep upright. Dean was with him in a flash, letting Castiel lean on him while he petted his hair and whispered soothing words into his ear.

When Castiel had calmed down a bit and was sitting at the counter with a mug of tea Dean said: “Let’s first see how everyone reacts to this and if they’re very intrusive I’ll make a video telling them to back off, yeah? Maybe they’ll be chill and cool about it.”

Castiel rubbed his face and said: “I hope so. I also hope that none of my students recognized my voice, I’ve never been so happy that they never listen to me.”

Dean barked a laugh at that and soon the stress of the day was forgotten in front of a nice movie with popcorn, blankets, giggles and kisses.

Monday morning his Junior AP class got into the building and his classroom. Rey and Mary were loudly talking about what had happened the day before. Rey said: “I still cannot believe that just happened!”

“Yeah, I know right. Seven years and nothing, then suddenly a whole conversation and a name!” Mary answered, “He sounded a bit gruff, like he had swallowed a lot of gravel, but he was funny and sweet, so Dean hasn’t been lying.”

Castiel walked up behind the unsuspecting girls and asked: “What might be so important that I cannot start my lesson until the news is shared?”

Both jumped a bit, but Rey quickly explained: “Yesterday Dean was doing a live show and his husband walked in!”

“Yeah,” Mary added, “It’s like major, because of the mysteriousness surrounding the guy. He was bringing Dean coffee, which is so sweet, but now there are theories everywhere about who it could be.”

Rey nodded frantically: “Some claim it’s a big celebrity, who’s trying to hide he’s gay and there are sound bits comparing the voice of the husband to some those of celebrities. I personally think it’s someone like me and you, just a shy everyday Joe, you know.”

“Me too.” Mary said, “Oh and we also got a name, or so we think, Dean said: “Thanks Cas, I love you.” So the name must Cas or it’s a nickname, so people are looking all over social media for people with that name.”

Castiel nodded along, he had never been more grateful that he had decided that social media was too much work for him to understand, so he’d never gotten it. But he had a job to do so he told them: “I’m sure it’s all very intriguing and interesting, but you know what’s also interesting? The Civil War, which is what you will spend your time discussing this hour. When the lesson is done you can get back to your mystery man.”

The two girls groaned, along with the others who were listening to the interaction.

Castiels strict start soon mellowed out and by the end of the lesson most kids were on their phone or slowly working through the questions for the homework for next lesson. Rey and Mary were watching a theory video about the stream. They were distracted by Mr. Novak, who clapped in his hands and said: “The bells will almost ring so you guys can put away your stuff and go be a productive member of society.”

The two girls gasps were drowned out by the noise of people packing, but they had heard it clear enough, their teacher had repeated the words of Cas on the stream from yesterday at exactly the same time it played on their video. There was no difference in the voice, their dorky teacher might be Deans husband.

Castiel groaned into one of their couch pillows and Dean smirked: “Rough day, buddy?”

“You don’t even know, it seems like all anyone could talk about was that stream of yours. I didn’t even know people at the school watched it, but even some staff members were talking about it.” Cas told the pillow.

“Ahw, darling.” Dean said as he sat down next to his husband and massaged Castiels hair: “It’s gonna be okay, soon it will blow over and everything will be normal again, I promise.”

Castiel rolled over to face his husband and said: “I hope so, two of my best Junior AP students, Rey and Mary, are obsessed with it and I am very bad at keeping secrets. It’s surprising, honestly, that I’ve managed to get this far without slipping up.”

“Don’t be self deprecating, honey.” Dean said as he kissed his face, “I hate it when you talk shit about my favourite person.”

The sweet words and the tickling of Deans hair made Castiel giggle. When he did that Dean made such an adoring face at him that Castiel couldn’t help but melt, this was his Dean, his husband, his world, his everything. Dean had made sacrifices for him, helped him through dark times and now he was still here as adoring and beautiful as ever and all his. He whispered: “Dean, I’ll love you till I die.”

Deans eyes widened a bit, before he blushed and hid his face I his arm. When he removed the arm he was still red, but he was smiling softly as he said: “I’ll love you for my whole life as well.”

They stared at each other for a minute, just taking each other in, Castiel had his head in Deans lap and Dean was looking down to him. Castiel was counting Deans freckles, he had never manged to count them all, but damn did he love to try. Meanwhile Dean was trying to figure out how eyes could be that blue and how he could drown in them.

The moment was ruined by the rumbling of Deans stomach that send Castiel back into a fit of giggles. Dean smiled as well and said: “Shall I get our pizza’s out the freezer and into the oven? Then you can find us something to watch.”

Castiel got up and said: “I saw a documentary about bees, would you like to watch that with me?”

Dean smiled and said: “Of course, Cas. I’d love to.”

And that was the truth. Dean couldn’t care less about bees, but Cas did, he got that adorable intense look in his eyes as he would focus on the facts and images that played. When something particularly interesting or new came by he’d look at Dean with a sparkle of excitement in his eyes, which was just too precious. All that made watching a boring bee documentary completely worth it.

Mary and Rey were doing a live stream on their quite popular, joined Instagram account named @Deanmustbeprotected, here they posted drawings from Mary and edits from Rey about Dean, but today they were not talking about that, but about their recent discovery. They had a pretty big following for a fan account and a few hundred people were watching the stream. Rey began: “So, I know we don’t really talk about like theories or that stuff, because we respect privacy in this house, but-”

Mary interrupted: “But this is too big not to share, because we think our teacher is-”

Together they finished the sentence: “Deans husband.”

“Now I know this looks like everybody who claims they know this Cas,” Mary said, “but we have some serious evidence.”

“Their voices are exactly the same for example.” Rey said, “And I mean creepily the same.”

“Yeah, yesterday in class he said “go be a productive member of society” which is exactly what Cas said and it was the same.” Mary pipped in.

“Like the same, the same.” Rey said.

“So, we did some digging and according to our school mail, his name-” Rey started, but was cut off by Mary who said: “No, you got to explain that first. So, if you mail a teacher via school-mail you can type in the last name and their mail will pop up, but also their first name, so we looked up-”

“And his first name is Castiel!” Rey squealed.

Mary nodded enthusiastically: “Which fits perfectly into the theory that Cas is a nickname, therefore our teacher must be Deans husband.”

Rey said: “He’s also one of the best teachers ever and mega sweet, so that’s also proof if you want to believe what Dean says about the guy.”

“Uhhu, he’s the best, so no shit talking him if it ends up being wrong.” Mary warned.

“Or right.” Rey added.

Mary nodded: “Or right, yeah.”

People in their comments went wild, but there were also skeptics, which was pretty fair since there were two teenage girls claiming that they knew the mysterious husband of their idol. Mary didn’t care, but Rey didn’t really let that kind of things go easily. She said: “We’ll investigate some more and come back to you all, but this time with solid evidence.”

Then they ended the stream. Soon after the clip had been uploaded by a popular theory fan YouTube account and the video spread through the fanbase, ending up in Deans sphere.

Dean was going through videos to monitor what people were saying about his husband when a video popped up of two girls claiming their teacher was his husband. That set off alarm bells in his head, a teacher was in the realm of possibilities.

He quickly made his way to the office where Cas was bended over a stack off papers. He looked calm and in his element and Dean almost felt bad about disturbing him, but this was important. So he knocked on the door frame to get Castiels attention and said: “Two girls uploaded a video claiming their teacher was my husband. Do you want to check if they’re your students?”

Castiels face turned tense as he nodded, so Dean showed his the screen. Once he had identified Mary and Rey he let his head thunk on the desk is despair. Dean winced and said: “I take it they’re yours?”

Muffled the reply came: “Sadly. Remember those two obsessed Juniors I told you about yesterday?”

“Rey and Mary?” Dean asked, “You adore those girls, right?”

“Yeah, I do. They’re hard workers, who are fun to work with and good people to have in the classroom, so I want to be mad, but I can’t.” Cas said.

Dean rubbed his back and said: “They were nice about you in the video. Here watch.”

He played the part where they talked about how sweet their teacher was, then paused it and said: “This might be a good thing. You can talk to them, maybe tell them the truth and ask them to leave it alone. I feel like they would understand, they seem like nice girls.”

“You’re probably right.” Castiel sighed, “I see what I can do.”

End Wednesday was terrible, because by that time most of the school had heard about the video, but Castiel managed to avoid talking about it luckily. That Thursday he was in a terrible mood and most people seemed to have picked up on it and left him alone.

When his Junior AP filed in that last hour, he was done. He said: “I am not really in the mood for fun today, so everyone be quiet and work on your sheets. I do not want to see phones or food and I don’t want to hear you talking. I’ll be grading papers over here, so if you have any questions you can come here and ask.”

The class shared looks, Mr. Novak must be in a really bad mood. He always allowed music, because he found that music could be soothing while you worked. Food was necessary for energy and concentration. While talking and working together led to discussions that helped with studying. He found them essential, so canceling all of that was bad news.

Rey and Mary looked guiltily at each other and quietly got to work. They had been looking forward to this lesson to investigate more about their hunch, but making their favourite teacher mad like this, they hadn’t planned for or wanted that.

No one dared to ask a question that lesson and when the bell was about to ring Mr. Novak stood up and said: “You can pack up now, make sure to finish those worksheets before our lesson on Monday. Rey and Mary, can you two stick around for a bit.”

It was phrased like a question, but it was said like a statement. The two girls swallowed and sat back down in their seats with heavy hearts. When everyone else had left the room they came forward and waited for Mr. Novak to start the conversation.

Castiel leaned back into his chair and rubbed his face. He said: “You know girls, I’m angry with you, but I’m mostly just very disappointed in you. I expect this from others, trolls or stalkers on the Internet, people who like conspiracies, but not you two.”

The words felt like punches and they couldn’t find it within themselves to even try and defend themselves. Castiel went on: “But, I am soft and I believe in giving second chances, so I want to know what you two have to say for yourself.”

He looked at them expectantly as they tried to find their words. Mary was first: “I’m so sorry, Mr. Novak. I really didn’t mean it like that.”

“Yeah,” Rey agreed, “we didn’t think this would happen at all.”

“Can I ask what you did think would happen?” Castiel asked.

“Uhh...” the two girls blanked.

Castiel nodded and said: “I thought so, I know excitement can sometimes overpower rational thinking, but at least try to get a few braincells to work before you make important decisions.”

Rey snorted as Mary blushed. Castiel then let his frown and stern look fall and took on a more gentle look. He told the two: “Like I said, I believe in second chances and I understand why you two did what you did, even though it turned my world a bit around and soured two of my days so far. So, I want to ask you two, why you want to know so bad? How will it impact your life?”

Both seemed to think about it and Mary spoke up first: “It’s kind of being invested, I suppose, we know so much about Dean, his brother, his uncle who raised him, his friends, his history, his hobbies, everything basically, so not knowing something is weird, makes you curious. And I get that a person wants privacy, so I can’t blame him really, but Dean is really influential with a pretty young audience. He helped me with a lot of stuff, like cheered me up when I was down and made me happy when things were rough, you know. But not knowing his husband makes that connection less real and seeing him would fix that small disconnect you have when it is a pet name instead of a real name.”

Then Rey spoke up, a bit hesitant: “Well, my answer is kind of the same, I guess, but it’s just that Dean always seems so happy when he talks about his husband and that always helps me believe that I have a shot at that as well, you know, that me being bi isn’t something that can stop me from being happy and having someone that loves me for me, so seeing his husband, knowing that he’s real and out there, that he really is as sweet as Dean let us to believe, well it would give me hope, I guess...” she trailed off and shrugged.

Castiel nodded at their words as he thought them over. He was kind of convinced that he should just do a video with Dean and get it over with, not this theorizing bullcrap people were doing now, he knew Mr. Shurley, the principal liked him and because of his investment in the GSA it was kind of known that he was LGBTQ+, so he wouldn’t get fired over that.

While he was quietly thinking the friends awkwardly looked at each other, when it became clear that Mr. Novak was too deep in thought to break the silence any time soon, Rey broke it first: “So, were we right, sir, are you Deans husband?”

That earned her a slap from Mary and a tired look from Mr. Novak. She cringed a bit and apologized, but Castiel waved it away as he said: “Sorry for drifting away on you, I was thinking about your words and you’ve convinced me.”

Mary and Rey shared a shocked look, was this really happening or were they reading the situation wrong? Castiel sighed: “I am Deans husband and I’m doing the video.”

Both girls squealed and jumped up and down, Castiel just shook his head fondly at their antics. When they had come down from their excitement, Rey breathlessly said: “Are you really gonna do it?”

“Yeah, I just want to walk up to my husband in the store to give him the milk without having to worry about the group of teens that have surrounded him.” Castiel said, “But the video is probably not going up until later, so please don’t shout this from the rooftops until it is out. Can I trust you with that?”

He gave them a stern look and they practically fell over themselves to assure him that they wouldn’t fuck up this second chance he had given them. When that was done Mary shyly asked: “I know this is weird, but can we take a selfie, so that we an post it on our insta to prove we were right? It’s weird, sorry, but some people were getting really mad at us for lying, so if we can clear this up maybe they’ll leave us alone.”

Castiel looked kind of awkward, but he wouldn’t let his students get bullied, so he sucked it up and agreed, he would have to get used to it. After that the girls wished him good luck and Cas decided that he wasn’t going to come in tomorrow.

On Sunday instead of a live-stream a video popped up on Deans channel called: ‘Husband reveal!! No click bait, it’s actually happening!!’

It started off with no one on screen and a camera adjusting, you heard Dean first: “You wanna sit with me already or come in later?”

“Already sit there, I don’t want to awkwardly shuffle into frame.” a deep voice replied, that most recognized from the stream.

Then Deans intro rolled, it was a drawn impala that came down the road, it stopped in the middle of the screen and the drawn Dean gave a wink to the viewers, then he sped off again and the smoke was bridge back to the video.

Dean and the mystery man were sitting next to each other and Dean excitedly started the video: “Hi Hunters, welcome back to the channel! Today we have a very special guest, and can I get a round of applause for him… my husband, Castiel or Cas! Jup, your eyes are not deceiving you, this beautiful man right here is my husband, because he finally agreed to do a video with me!”

The man in question stopped with lovingly staring at his husband to blush at the introduction. When he didn’t say anything Dean said: “Want to say hi to everyone?”

Cas blinked and said: “Uhm, hi human people audience watching…”

Dean giggled, he had never giggled on his channel before, and when Cas heard the sound he smirked, but when he looked at Dean he plastered a confused look on his face and asked Dean what was wrong. Dean fondly shook his head and without any bite he said: “You are ruining my badboy-nothing-fazes-me image I created here, dude.”

It cut and they were looking at the camera again. Dean started the off again: “So first Cas is just going to tell you about why he didn’t want to be on camera. The floor is yours.”

Castiel said: “Well, at first it was because I was looking for a job and being an openly gay man in a relationship meant that I might not get hired.”

“Because people are assholes.” Dean cut in.

“Yes, Dean, because of that.” Castiel agreed, “But then I got a job here and we moved to LA and I know now that I’m not going to get fired over it, because I told my boss I had a husband and I help with the GSA at the school I work at, so I’m good on job security. But as a teacher, I realized that these kids I teach watch YouTube and therefor also Dean, so if I showed up here and did weird stuff like eating pie until I vomit or-”

“Hey, that was actually one time.”

“Hm, sure. Or participate in ‘never-have-I-ever’ none of them would ever listen to me again. So I decided that staying off the channel was for the best if I wanted my students to actually learn something.”

While Cas was talking you could see Dean was listening intently, even making comments, but overall he was focused most on staring at his husband like he was the most beautiful thing ever.

Castiel finished: “But it was actually two of my students that convinced me that this was a good idea to do, so here I am.”

Dean snapped out of his trance and said with fake indignantly: “I thought your love for me was your only true motivation. Have you lied to me?”

Castiel frowned and replied: “That is always my first motivation, but this was an extra, and currently more relevant, explanation.”

Dean dropped the act to smirk at Cas and asked: “How is that also your motivation when you leave your dirty dishes for me to do?”

“Well,” Cas started to explain seriously, “you have very nice arms that can only be truly appreciated when wet and lathered in soap.”

Dean blushed and laughed, then Castiel started laughing as well, also with a blush. Between gasped Dean said: “Dude, are you serious.”

Castiel looked mortified and said: “Are you going to keep that in?”

Dean shrugged and said: “I don’t know, Sam wanted to edit this video because, and I quote, “An insider could never do justice to the sweet Destiel romance that I had to suffer through in real time”, so you have to ask him.”

The screen went white and in black a message appeared: ‘I am not sorry for that, it took them four years to get together and I was present for all of them, so you can imagine how I suffered. Besides, I want to bet that they would have edited adorable moments like this one out, because they are idiots. ~Sam’

Then it was back to the video. Dean said: “So since this is a video about us I thought we could tell you about how we first met. So, you might know my roommate Rick that I talk about from time to time, yeah, well, he isn’t real, well he is, but he dropped out after a month, so none of the stories about him happened with him.”

“You are being very confusing, Dean.” Castiel told him.

Dean glared at him and said: “You can try later, see if you fair better.”

“I assume I will, want to bet?” Castiel challenged.

“Winner does the dishes next week.” Dean said.

“Deal.”

They shook hands and Dean went on: “Anyway, after that first month there was a mishap at another dorm and Castiel moved in with me. It was kind of awkward that first day, because he came late at night and I was in the dark room alone watching a horror movie when I heard the lock wiggle. Turns out this idiot had forgotten his keys and was picking the lock, but I didn’t know that at the time, so I was scared shitless. Then the door swung open and a dude was standing there with the hallway light from the back only making him a dark figure, a hallway light that chose that exact moment to flicker. So, I screamed and jumped him.”

“I had a bruise on my chest for weeks, you know.” Cas complained.

“Well then you should have knocked.” Dean shot back.

“But there was no light coming from the door, I thought you were asleep and I didn’t want to wake you. I was being considerate.” Castiel defended himself.

“It was creepy, but anyway we fought, I won.” a cough, “It was a draw.” and eyeroll that was ignored, “And we became good friends after that!”

“Now, Cas is going to tell our first date. It was the last month at college and I was planning on moving back into Uncle Bobbys house and help him with the cars until YouTube picked up some more, this is all relevant background information, by the way.” Dean said.

“Yes, so I had gotten a job teaching in LA and I realized that I didn’t want to say goodbye to Dean at all, so I talked to Sam who said that I had to get my head out of my ass and ask Dean out because we had loved each other for the entirety of college and apparently he was suffering. I went up to Dean and gave a very embarrassing speech and we-”

“Wait, you’re not going to retell the speech?” Dean asked.

“No, like I stated before, it was very embarrassing, Dean.” Cas said.

“Pleeeeease.” Dean gave him The Eyes and Castiel broke like he always did.

“This is what I said, keep in mind that I was very nervous, “Hello, Dean, I have found a house in LA and this is were YouTubers live so it will help in your career, so I hoped you would buy the house, with me that is, I don’t want you just to buy the house alone because that would be dumb. The house is actually more of an apartment and it only has one bedroom, I tell you this, because it is relevant and I only looked for houses with one bedroom, because I’d hoped you would share it with me, because I really love you and I want you to be my boyfriend, please.” See, super embarrassing and dumb.” Castiel pouted.

“Nooo, angel. It was the sweetest, you were the cutest little dork ever, it was very nice and I liked it.” Dean reassured him.

“Really?” Castiel asked, Dean nodded enthusiastically.

“So, after that, I took him stargazing in the impala, because he likes to drive and I like the stars. I brought pie and burgers and beer and it was very lovely.”

“It was a very good date, did anyone help you with it?” Dean asked.

“Yes, Sam was very eager to help, he even gave me your ring size, so he was dreaming a little bigger than me, but he was helpful.” Castiel said.

“Did he really do that.” Dean wheezed.

Castiel chuckled: “Yes, yes he did.”

A new note appeared: ‘Like you didn’t find that information very useful a year and a half later, Mr. Denial (and yes, I was suffering, a lot) :( ~Sam’

“I’m probably gonna end the video here, wedding talk comes later, maybe even with footage.” Dean said with a look to Cas.

Cas raised an eyebrow and said: “I thought you had a “badboy image” to maintain, can’t really do that when you post hours of footage of you crying.”

“I didn’t cry, you cried.” Dean said, “Maybe you thought I cried, because you couldn’t see through your own tears.”

“No, you were the one who cried, it started the moment I walked down the isle with Bobby, admit it.” Castiel said.

“No, I didn’t, I swear I didn’t cry.” Dean said.

“Okay, that’s it, I’m grabbing my laptop and I’m proving this.” Castiel started to get up.

It cut and they were looking at the laptop. You could hear the wedding march swell and Dean moped: “Yeah, ‘kay, so you were right, whatever. It’s not my fault you looked way too pretty to be human.”

“Ahw, sweetheart.” Cas gave Dean a peck on the cheek.

Then it cut to the end card and Dean was sitting alone. He said: “So that’s this video, Cas is not here, because he is setting stuff up so we can watch out wedding videos again, because we felt like it after this. If you liked the video, please leave a like and comment, to subscribe click over there, to watch more click right there and maybe you will see Cas in a beautiful wedding gown, but for now: Bye hunters, see you on the road! Oh yeah, and comment I was better than Cas at my actual job.”

Then the video was over.

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Soon after the video went up a picture appeared on @Deanmustbeprotected with the two girls known from the insta stories and stream smiling and doing peace signs with a confused Castiel in the background. The caption read: ‘Did we lie though?’

The top comment was from certified Dean: ‘You be nice to him on Monday, girls’

With a lot of freaking out underneath it.

That Monday the Junior AP class practically ran into the classroom to question their teacher thoroughly, but Castiel refused to answer any of their questions and just started the lesson: “So, the Civil War brought many changes to America, which is what your homework was about. I will collect it now, so please put it on the table and while I do that can so someone tell me what those changes were? Yes, Jule.”

“Are you really not going to talk about Deans video from yesterday?” Jule said instead of answering the question.

Castiels shoulders sagged and he said: “This was exactly what I feared when I agreed to do that, guys I am your teacher, I am getting paid to teach you and make you into a functioning adult and I am not here to talk about my personal life.”

“Tell that to Mr. Delaney.” a boy yelled, which earned him some laughs.

Castiel smiled and said: “I know, Mr. Delaney loves his fishing stories, but I am not Mr. Delaney. I am trying to tell you about the Civil War and how it impacted America, something that will be on your test, which is far more important in this setting than me and my husband.”

“Please, sir, just a few questions.” Shelly asked.

“Will you stop after and concentrate, because this is a two way route.” Castiel said.

When he got a chorus of yes he sighed and sat down on his desk. “I’m answering five questions so, hands up if you have one.”

A dozen hands shot up and he picked the one closest to him. It was Nate, who asked: “How is it to be married to a celebrity?”

Castiel chuckled and said: “I never thought of Dean as a celebrity really, when I got to know him he was eighteen, still couldn’t grow facial hair and a gigantic dork, who filmed himself doing a bunch of weird sh- stuff with his laptop web cam. So, I would say like any other marriage.”

He pointed at a girl in the back who asked: “Dean said you got married in a gown, is that true and do you have pictures.”

Castiel knew this was coming and he wasn’t ashamed or anything, so he calmly answered: “Yes, I did, I think that how different genders present themselves is a social construct and I thought a wedding gown would be neat.”

He looked up his favourite wedding photo, it was Dean holding him in his arms bridal-carry style and they were both grinning like idiots at each other, he had it printed and framed and it hung above their bed. He projected the photo and a lot of the girls awh-ed, but before anyone could get out their phone he warned: “No pictures.”

He then pointed at Mary who asked: “How would you describe Dean?”

Castiel thought about it and then said: “Kind, handsome, charming, loving, maybe a bit self sacrificing. He really is just a lovely person, who is good at cheering people up.”

Some people ahw-ed and Castiel blushed, so he quickly moved on to the next person. It was Kevin who asked: “So, how is your relationship with Sam? You must know him, right?”

“I do know Sam, yes.” Castiel answered, “He is a great person and we are close friends and he is also a great team mate in prank wars.”

People laughed at that and before he could point out someone else for the last question someone, he didn’t see who, called out just loud enough to be heard: “We’re probably not allowed to ask who tops, lol.”

Castiel pulled a tired face and said: “And that was the last question, which I will not be answering. Now back to Jule who was going to tell us about the changes in America after the Civil War.”

Some groaned and others chastised the person who ruined their last question, but they did follow up on their promise to pay attention and actually do something that lesson.

Castiel untied the knot of tension that had formed in his chest that hadn’t been as bad as he had imagined. He only had to repeat that every lesson that was to come and after that it was mostly back to normal, only he could kiss his husband whenever he pleased now without worrying, which was a definite plus.

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special guest - d.d.

plot: you and david just recently announced that you were dating and one night while david and jason record the podcast, they bring you on as a special guest

requested: yes! One where you’re a special guest on the podcast after David recently revealed his relationship with you?(love your writing 🥺💕)

author’s note: hi! this was requested over a month ago and i completely forgot that i had it in my drafts😅

if you want to send in a request for an imagine, send me a message! i am super behind on requests right now but i have a few pieces in progress that i am working on. i am hopefully back to posting daily because i am trying to get caught up.

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"What's up guys, welcome back to Views," David said, introducing the podcast. You were sitting in the bean bag in David's living room, half listening to the playful banter between David and Jason while scrolling through your phone. They talked and argued about a few different topics for a while, before David said something that caught your attention.

"If you didn't know, I posted vlog last week and revealed that I have a girlfriend. We've been together for a little over six months. She's absolutely amazing." He gushed, and you couldn’t help but blush at David's words, a smile spreading across both of your faces.

"It's good to see you so happy, Dave," Jason said sincerely. "Especially since she's helped mellow you out and it gives me a little more peace and quiet," he joked, earning a laugh from David and a small giggle from you.

"She definitely brings out the best in me," David grinned, looking over at you and meeting your eyes. "She's fucking incredible. I won't bore you guys with the details but, yeah, she's just the best." David "She's sitting behind us while we record this. Why don't we bring her out?" Jason suggested.

"Sounds great, Jase. That is, if you're okay with it," David replied, turning to you to make sure you wanted to do it, and you happily agreed. You moved from your seat on the love sac to the couch, sitting with your legs over David's lap since you two had to share a microphone. "I wish we still videoed the podcast so you guys could see how these two are sitting. It's disgusting," Jason scoffed.

"You're just bitter because you're single and I'm in love," David teased and Jason quickly flipped him off. "Why don’t you introduce yourself, babe?" David tilted the shared microphone towards you. You gave a brief introduction of who you were and what you did to let the listeners know a little bit about you.

"So Dave," Jason started, sounding like he was interviewing the two of you. "After your breakup with Liza, you said you didn't want to have a public relationship again. What made you reconsider?"

"I don't know, man. We had to keep our relationship a secret for so long and I just wanted to be able to talk about her." "We don't really want to publicize every aspect of our relationship. David just wanted to let his fans know that I exist," you added.

"I'm just so excited that I don't have to hide her anymore. And I mean obviously not everything will be shared because our privacy is important since she's not a public figure. And because she's just a normal girl, she shouldn't have to deal with hate comments, so guys please don't send my girlfriend hate. She doesn't deserve it. She's truly the best person I have ever met and she makes me a better person. And yeah, I just love her," David rambled, not able to shut up about you.

"I love you, too, bub," you smiled, looking up at him and reminding him that you were still sitting next to him.

"The fact that you haven't left Dave yet blows my mind," Jason chuckled. "You could do so much better than someone with the mental age of a six-year-old."

"Jase, shut up," David groaned. "I know she could do so much better than me, but don't tell her that."

"I'm just saying. There's no reason for her to settle for you when she could get literally any guy she wanted," Jason continued.

"I'm sitting right here," you giggled. "And besides, David's the only guy I want." Then you dropped you voice to a low whisper and covered the microphone before turning to David, "I'm not going anywhere. Don't worry."

"So give me the details. Where and how did you meet? Who made the first move? All the good stuff," Jason insisted.

"I don't want to bore you guys by talking about my relationship for half of the episode but since Jason asked," David started, looking at you to make sure you were okay with sharing personal details of your relationship. You gave a small nod and David started talking again. "We met in a meeting. She was interning for a company that I did a brand deal for and she was the only person around my age. They brought her in because she had social media marketing experience and my manager wanted someone with those skills on the team to negotiate contracts because the older men in the company didn't know much about it. I technically made the first move because I asked for her number, but it was strictly for business at that point. She made the first relationship move by flirting with me during a business lunch. It was super distracting but I didn't want her to stop. Sorry, am I rambling?"

"You are, but it's fine. Joe will just edit this all out anyways," Jason joked.

"Anyways," David said, jumping back into where he left off. "She was flirting with me throughout the entire lunch and I didn't really know at this point so I didn’t know if it was her personality or if she was actually interested in me. But after lunch she sent me text that explicitly stated that she was flirting with me and was waiting for me to say something."

"Is that true?" Jason asked you, seeming genuinely shocked since you were a quiet person and didn't seem like the type to make the first move.

Your cheeks turned red and you were suddenly embarrassed as you gave a weak nod. "Yeah, I did make the first move," you confirmed.

"And I'm thankful that you did every day," David beamed, kissing the top of your head as you smiled up at him.

"Alright guys, well that's all the time we have for today's podcast. Thank you guys for listening and a huge thank you to our special guest this week. If you guys want to know more about her and our relationship, I'll try to convince her to film a Q and A with me something."

"Bullshit," you muttered, cutting him off, "I'll be the one that has to convince you to film one." And David couldn't help but laugh, because it was true.

"I'm David and that's Jason. Bye guys. My name Jeff," David finished, ending the podcast.

Joe packed up the equipment and Jason got up to go home since it was late, but you were comfortable and didn't want to get up.

"Thanks for doing that," David whispered, mindlessly tracing circles on your thigh. "I appreciated it."

"I know you two have been losing listeners, so I'm glad I could help out," you teased.

"I'm serious, babe. It felt so good to finally be able to openly talk about our relationship."

"It did," you sighed happily, resting your head on his chest and wrapping your arms around him. “Thanks for wanting to have me on the podcast. I know it’s yours and Jason’s thing and I don’t want to overstep.”

“You didn’t. Of course I want you on the podcast. I want you in every part of my life,” he said seriously, giving you a quick peck. “I love you.”

“I love you, too, Dave,” you smiled up at him.

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lgvalenzuela · 4 years ago

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Thanks to @annabelle-tanaka-official for the tag

MORGABY

A: Attractive (What do they find attractive about the other?)

Barnaby finds Morgana’s patience and compassion extremely compelling, the way she listens to you without ever interrupt you, taking in account everything you say, and always gives you good advice. The way she loves to learn and teach, she will listen and talk about everything. He also loves her laugh. Physically he finds her really pretty, but the thing he likes the most is that how she’s apparently always blushing.

Morgana loves the way she can really feel like a teenager without responsibilities with him, do things that are simply fun, that he’s the funniest person she knows. But also, that he yearns to improve, he wants to be better and really work for it. Physically she can’t help herself; she likes how strong he is.

Both love feeling like they really understand each other.

B: Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?)

They were extremely excited about the prospect of having a big (probably beautiful given their genes) family. But that idea quickly got shut down after having their first and only child after some horrible things happened during the war Morgana was unable to have more children. They thought it was probably for the best, since the first pregnancy was very traumatic and Morgana was busy after the war, but it was one of the saddest things that happened during their adulthood.

C: Cuddle (How do they cuddle?)

Morgana is really private, to the point that no one saw them kiss on the lips until their wedding, but everyone notices they get attracted to one another like magnets whenever they’re in the same room together, they stand as close as possible to each other and maybe Morgana holds his arm. If Morgana is incredibly stressed maybe they would see Barnaby give her a little shoulder massage, or the other way around.

D: Dates (What are dates with them?)

They usually go to the farmers market or going antique shopping, because they’re like a boring old married couple, but they have fun. They just enjoy each other’s company, going on walks together, going to the zoo…no matter how soft and boring it sounds, they just like it. They also go to all the fairs that they can so Barnaby can win her as much plushies as humanly possible.

E: Everything (You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…))

Both agree: You are my future.

F: Feelings (When did they know they were in love?)

Damien told Barnaby he was obviously in love with Morgana, since he always talked about her with such care and love. He was very confused until he heard Morgana tell two judgemental Ravenclaws (that asked her what did she like of being friends with Barnaby if she couldn’t engage intellectually) that they’ve obviously never talked with Barnaby about something he was genuinely interested in, and she didn’t partake of the kind of intellectual dishonesty of believing you’re superior to others.

Morgana isn’t actually sure when it happened, it was slow, gentle and imperceptible, she just one day knew she would do anything if it meant Barnaby could be happy. She just knew at the begginig of Year 4 and she’s been smitten ever since.

G: Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?)

Very much so. It’s more noticeable with the affectionate way they touch and stroke each other’s faces. But Morgana also softly grips on his clothes or take his arm, so she won’t lose him. Barnaby is more forward he kisses her face a lot and puts their foreheads together so they can look into each other’s eyes.

H: Hands (How do they like to hold hands?)

Intertwining their fingers.

I: Impression (What was their first impression?)

Morgana thought he was really funny, and Barnaby though she was really sweet.

J: Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)

No.

K: Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?)

Morgana initiated the first Kiss because Barnaby gave her all the time, she needed to overcome her shyness a little. Their kisses are…private.

L: Love (Who’s says ‘I love you’ first?)

Barnaby.

M: Memory (What’s their favourite memory together?)

Kissing for the first time, because they tried for six months and they had a really deep and meaningful conversation before it happened.

N: Nickle (Do they spoil one another? Do they buy the person they love everything?)

They’re more of an arts and crafts, doing something from the heart kind of couple.

O: Orange (What colour reminds them of their other half?)

For Morgana is autum colors or blue, for Barnaby is jade.

P: Pet names (What pet names do they use?)

Very classical, like the old married couple that they are: my love, dear, darling…

Q: Quaint (What is their favourite non-modern thing?)

Morgana: China tea sets.

Barnaby: Postcards.

R: Rainy day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)

They go to the field or the countryside to see all the creatures that only go outside when it rains. And after they curl up together on the coach with a blanket, so Morgana can read them a book.

S: Sad (How do they cheer each other up?)

They understand each other very well, so mostly they hug tightly and talk openly about their problems, try to give each other good advice. Morgana also brings him to see puffskins, nifflers…cute things that would make Barnaby happy. And Barnaby makes her tea and sweets.

T: Talking (What do they talk about?)

Whatever comes to mind, which leads to the weirdest topics sometimes.

U: Unencumbered (What helps them relax?)

A good cup of tea and a book for Morgana, petting various cute creatures for Barnaby.

V: Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?

Barnaby likes to show off his muscles and how many things he can win for Morgana on fairs, he’s really proud of how strong he is. Morgana likes to show of her knowledge of various topics and her ingenuity to think of spells (and sometimes cute dresses), she’s really proud of her planning skills.

W: Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?)

Barnaby planned (with the help of Andre and Mercy, avid Morgaby shippers) a really cute proposal where he would take her to the place where they had their first date and give the staff a cup of tea where ‘Will you marry me’ was written at the bottom. Anyway, everything went wrong, he even made it sound like he was breaking up with her and forgot the ring.

So when his intentions were clear enough, Morgana proposed instead.

They married in 1999 in their own house, their wedding was garden/tea/antique themed.

X: Xylophone (What’s their song?)

You matter to me from Waitress.

Y: Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?)

Yes, especially after having their child.

Z: Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?)

After moving in together they have a cat, a dog, a niffler, a thestral and Barnaby Junior still lives with them.

For Damien and Ben

For Mercy, Penny, Talbott, Badeea and Diego.

For Emily and Merula

#hogwarts mystery #morgana canigula #barnaby lee #morgana canigula x barnaby lee #mc x barnaby lee #morgaby #mine words

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h2bakugou · 5 years ago

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hc for todoroki with a s/o who has been neglected by their mother for most of their life?

a/n: thank you for the request! we love angst here on the h2bakugou tumblr, on an unrelated note, i wrote this listening to some throwbacks such as timber by pitbull featuring kesha.

headcanon: them with a s/o who’s been neglected by their mother

key: (y/n) - your name / (f/n) - first name / (l/n) - last name / (e/c) - eye color / (h/c) - hair color / (y/q) - your quirk

warnings: swearing, fluff, angst

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When Todoroki first finds out about your relationship with your mom, he completely understands.

He was in quite the opposite situation, having a rather rocky connection with his father.

But he tries his best to help you cope. It’s the little things that he does for you that make you feel loved.

Before you moved into dorms, you didn’t ever bring lunch, so Todoroki decided to share his with you. That was how the two of you became friends.

“Are you not eating?” He asked softly, his dual-toned eyes staring at you. You nod and hide your face in your arms on the table.

“I forgot to pack my lunch today.” You mumble. That was a lie.

It’s like your mother didn’t even realize she had a child. There was usually only enough food for her, which was a whole other topic. She acted like you didn’t exist.

When she found out about your dreams of being a hero, she was disappointed in you.

“How are you going to help this family? You’re dreams are stupid. You can join the workforce and support this family or you can leave.” She threatened you. You were nine years old.

“You can have some of my soba.” Todoroki offered the rest of his soba to you, and graciously you took it.

It began a daily tradition, Todoroki preparing some extra soba just for you.

“Thank you, Todoroki.” You smile.

It was the first time he’d seen you smile. He liked it, you looked happy.

But when you move into dorms, he notices a huge change in your attitude. You’re happy, and smiling a lot more.

He begins to question what was happening back at home, and if it had anything to do with your distaste for talking about your family.

Kaminari walked right onto a live bomb when he asked about your family. Todoroki had never seen someone so angry about their parents before. He realized how extreme he must be sometimes.

So Todoroki asks you about it, only wanting to know if you’re okay, and if there’s anything he can do to help.

“You wanted to talk to me all alone?” You question, sitting on his bed. He nods and sighs.

“Please don’t feel like you have to answer this.” He starts, making you curious.

“Do you also hate your father?” Todoroki asks bluntly. You want to let out a laugh but you shake your head.

“It’s my mother.” You correct him. He nods and looks back up at you as he tries to read your eyes.

“She acts like I don’t exist. Or she started when she found out I wanted to be a hero at age six.” You rubbed the back of your neck.

“Is there anything I can help with?” Todoroki asks, not wanting to dwell on the topic of your mother as it’s clearly a sensitive topic.

“No, anything and everything I do, she refuses to see me as anything more than a stupid kid with a stupid dream.” You lay back on his bed, staring up at the ceiling.

“I understand.”

For the first time in a while, you could feel your heart-wrenching. He understood. It’d been a while since someone understood how you felt.

You cried a lot that day, Todoroki holding you close as you wept. It brought you closer to him, and he opened up about his family.

When Todoroki asked you out, it was wild. He did it privately, and for a while, you kept it between the two of you.

He was your anchor when things got rough, or whenever your mom decided to send you a nasty text telling you to drop out and come help her.

Todoroki’s affection was strong for you, as yours was for his. But it had started off as just something small, but soon you realized that the lack of affection you’d both had growing up really pushed you to get closer.

It started off with just simple hand-holding, to cheek kisses and good night texts. Over time, cheek kisses turned into long passionate kisses, and hand-holding turned into cuddling.

Todoroki understands the importance of communication and affection with you, and it’s one of the most valuable things in your relationship with him.

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cutegirlmayra · 5 years ago

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Feelin the Shadamy feels lately, so would you care to write a story where Shadow survives the end of SA2 and goes back to Amy on the ark? Thanks for what you do!

Ugh, me too. Me too.

And thank you ;u;

Gentle reminder that Prompts are on Shutdown! Don’t send me a prompt request till they reopen! :Db

Prompt:

Tails approaches Sonic, wearily watching him gaze out the window. “Sonic?”

Sonic shakes his head down, “It was a close call.” He turns and smiles as Shadow approaches the two from behind.

“Ah! Shadow!” Tails exclaims, spinning around and not sure if he should attack him or not.

“Easy, buddy. He’s cool.” Sonic explains, somewhat, and walks over to Shadow. He playfully whacks his shoulder, “Tough job, you may have the workings of a hero in you yet, Shadow!”

“Hmph, I wasn’t created for sporting a hero’s smile.” He steps away from Sonic, dusting off the place where he touched. “All this has done for me is left me with more unresolved questions. I don’t need your gratitude, just your compliance.” he folded his arms.

“Oh? Is that so? I see.” Sonic, without skipping a beat, cheerily leaned his body a bit and folded his own arms, as though to mirror Shadow but in a more relaxed way. “Well, you’re still getting one. Thanks, Shadow!” He charmingly gave him a thumbs-up, and Tails jumped with his fist held high.

“Yeah!”

“What’s the compliance?” Knuckles and Rouge entered then, angling their bodies towards each other, but looking squarely at Shadow.

“You aren’t sayin’ you’re gonna ask for our quiet demise some other time are ya?!” Knuckles swung an arm out, but Rouge placed a hand on her hip and sharply turned her head to him.

“Enough. He’s clearly not being hostile. You are!”

“What!? You-!” Knuckles stepped toward her but she broke eye-contact and turned her cheek to him, addressing Shadow again and ignoring Knuckles’s outburst toward her.

“You were saying?”

“Wha?! Hmph!” Knuckles saw the blatant turnaround and kicked the ground as he turned away from her, walking off by Sonic.

“Only to stay out of my way…” Shadow unfolded his arms, then looked to Tails and Sonic.

Sonic nodded, closing his eyes and opening them in the process.

Shadow lowered his head, acknowledging that Sonic had heard his request and accepted it.

“I simply want answers. Nothing more.” Shadow began to walk off, moving passed Rouge as she followed him with her eyes.

“Kinda moody for an ultimate lifeform, don’t you think?” she teased, tilting her head as Tails rushed over to the center of the bunch.

“B-but! What if he tries to hurt people again! We’re just gonna forgive him like that? Q-quick! Someone put a tracker on him!” he pointed to Shadow’s direction, but Knuckles and Sonic looked to each other, then away as Sonic gave a smirk to Tails.

“Come on, Tails. He kinda did help me save the planet.” He stood beside him, comforting his worried friend.

“Y… yeah, I guess that’s true.” Tails looked to where Shadow had left, then Sonic, and then to the ground, letting the topic go.

“Besides, he’ll have to face me again if that happens! And everyone knows I’m the fastest hedgehog alive!” Sonic struck a pose, and Tails happily laughed with him.

As Shadow continued down the hallway, he looked at the battered metal with old bullet holes in it… contemplating exactly what had happened, to the best of his memory.

“If this is what you wanted, Maria,… then I’ll stop this path, and find another way to achieve the purposes you asked for.” He continued to study the area, but nothing was triggering his mind. “Whatever those may be… and however much I may not agree with it.” he shook his head, not sure if saving the earth was right, but knowing that if Maria wanted it, then he had no choice but to follow it.

“Soooniiicc!!!!”

“Huh?” He stopped to turn around but was ambushed by the girl’s doting arms in yet another accident. “You never cease to forget to look first before jumping.”

Amy continued to smother him before realizing this texture felt a little off. “O-oh..?” Her arm felt fluff… that wasn’t right.

She also squinted her eyes to the black and red contrast on Sonic’s features… wait…

“Oh no!” she pulled away, “It’s Shadow!” she reached her arms back and quickly pattered her feet away from him. “Wait, if you survived, then Sonic must have come back too, right!?” she put her hands gratefully to her chest. “Oh, thank goodness. I was really worried about you two!”

“…You were… worried… about me?” Shadow looked a bit in shock, unable to understand that.

“Huh? Silly, of course I was! You both had me scared! When you dashed off to help Sonic save the world, I just knew you weren’t a bad guy!” she swayed a bit in her words, then pointed very sternly to Shadow. “Bad guy’s don’t say they’ll keep their promises! What was that promise you were referring to, anyway? I don’t remember asking you for anything.”

As she continued to speak, Shadow grew more… was it embarrassed?

He looked to the ground, his eyes darting around before turning away from her, gesturing to the world. “I remembered making a promise long ago to someone… your words… they brought those memories back to me.” he tightened his fist, bringing it in before his shoulders fell a bit from their rising tension, and then he nodded to Amy. “Before, I asked for no thanks… simply because I realized this was what I should have done all along. You… The thanks I received should be given back to you.”

He walked towards Amy, making her a little nervous as she looked up into his serious eyes, “Shadow…”

He placed a Chaos Emerald in her hand. Its glow and radiance looked much like the earth’s surface in hue and light…

The two stared at the emerald… before back up at each other.

“Thank you…”

“For what? Reminding you of a long lost promise? You really are kinda weird, but for that person’s sake, I’ll gladly accept your thanks.” Amy nodded, but something tugged at her heartstrings then. It didn’t really feel appropriate to have him thanking her, she didn’t feel like what she did was really the cause of his sudden change of heart.

“You’ve had that promise buried in you all this time. If anyone should give thanks, you should give it to that person you made a promise with, right?” she tilted her head cutely, and he seemed to be processing her words.

“Perhaps you’re right.” He started to think about it, before turning around and walking off.

“Oh, that reminds me.” He turned his head to look over his shoulder somewhat back at Amy, “I never did fully learn your name…”

“It’s Amy! Amy Rose!” She let out her signature vocal pattern and then waved to him. “I’ll always remember your name, Shadow! Shadow the Hero!”

“Amy…Rose… And a Hero..? You sound just like him.” He walked forward, repeating her name as he departed. “Farewell, Amy Rose. Sonic The Hedgehog… and Space Coloney Ark…” He then closed his eyes.

“Forever.”

“Huh?” Amy watched him round the corner, not sure what he meant by that…

She placed her hands over the Chaos Emerald and close to her chest as Sonic and the others came by.

“Hey, Amy. Long time no see!”

“Oh, Sonic!” She spun around, rushing into his arms. “How could you! I thought you were-! Ohhh, Sonic!” she dug herself into him, remembering that for a moment, he had almost died from a trap that exploded in space!

“W-woah! Hang on, Amy! It’s all good! Yikes! Don’t pull me so hard! Amy..!” she kept on laughing as Sonic protested little by little, but something still plagued her thoughts.

“Hey…” She pulled away, revealing the Chaos Emerald as she brought her hands forward from her chest. “Shadow gave this to me… And for saving my life back there… I’ll give it to you.”

Sonic looked down at the Chaos Emerald. He took it a moment and nodded to her. “Thank you.” then stuck it away.

“Hehe! That’s the second time someone’s thanked me today!” she chimed, as Tails walked over to her.

“What do you mean, Amy?”

“Well… Ah! That’s right! Shadow! I forgot!” She suddenly grew panicked and took off. Waving behind her, she encouraged them to not follow, “I’ve gotta make sure he gets back to earth, alright! What if he tries to use that fake Chaos Emerald!”

Knuckles suddenly jolted back in spot, “Oh no! That’s too far a distance! He’ll not make it!”

“You mean… if that’s what he was planning.” Rouge argued, “I don’t think the bloke’s stupid enough to consider that…”

“We needed the Chaos Emeralds… but maybe he thinks he can get by with Sonic’s fake Emerald?” Tails looked to Sonic.

“Either way, I’m not leaving a new friend behind!” Sonic struck a cool pose, showing his resolve as he took off. “Come on! We’ll find him! Leave no asteroid unturned!”

“Got it!” the others agreed, taking off.

As Amy searched, she gasped.

Seeing Shadow prepare an old containment pod to put him back into sleep, possibly killing him this time since he probably didn’t know exactly how to do it…

And there was a location… he was going to blast himself into space…

“No!” Amy shook her head, her face full of horror as she read the screens he had momentarily programmed to start up on its own. “Shadow, stop!”

She dashed to the pod as he approached it, grabbing his arm.

“L-…Let me go.” Shadow struggled a bit.

“Don’t do this! You belong on earth! Like the rest of us!” she wouldn’t cease, and he was somewhat confused by her odd strength.

“This must be… I’m not like anything on earth. I don’t belong there. I don’t belong here, either… You don’t understand what I am.” He tried to fight against her, but it was clear he was lenient in actually repelling her away. He didn’t want to hurt her.

“I don’t care what you are!” she shouted out, stopping him a moment from tolerating her moxie against him.

Her words shook him to his core.

“You… What?” his eyes quaked, widened by her sudden outburst.

“If what you are scares you from living a full life… then reinvent yourself!” she ducked her head down, making sure her arms were like iron bars he couldn’t escape from.

It was an awkward hold, her still gripping him from behind and him trying not to hurt her while attempting to move away and get in the pod that would make him sleep while he drifted aimlessly into space for eons and endless years.

“You… You don’t know what you’re saying. Let me go!” he tried to be a bit more forceful in his voice now, but she continued to struggle against him.

“No! This isn’t right, Shadow! What about your promise to me? Do you remember!? I have a new promise, promise you’ll stay! Promise me you’ll try and understand what you just saved! See the world for what it really is, a beautiful new home for yourself! You can be whoever you want to be on earth! No one will despise you!”

He couldn’t believe her words this time.

“That’s enough. Release me!” he was threw listening to the ramblings of a child.

“No!” She felt him using more of his strength now, his large hands finally placing themselves on her head and shoulder.

“Amy… You don’t realize what you’re saying.” She knew nothing of him. Nothing of his origin. He was a monster, that’s all he needed to know. Earth didn’t hold the answers he so desperately desired. Nothing did. It was all dead and gone… like he should be.

“I do! I know far more than you because I’ve seen earth! I know the precious lives that you’ve saved and you don’t, Shadow! You don’t know!”

“I’ve never saved any lives!” growing more frustrated, he bent his knees and began to push back against her, realizing he doubted her initial strength. His memories swarmed with Maria, the ones he could recall, anyway. “All I do is end lives… even if I don’t want too, and even if it costs me a promise!”

“Make a new one! I dare ya!” she pushed back against him, and for a moment, his feet scooted back and almost gave way at the sudden velocity of her shove.

“Ah…” He was actually kinda impressed, but quickly withdrew the thought. “I’m growing tired of this..!” he threw an arm up, whacking her back as she fell and landed on her back. “You may have swayed me before, Amy. But this isn’t something you can interfere with again!” he spoke with much more firmness in his voice now, a dark essence dripping from his tone. “If you only knew… the destruction I could cause to your precious earth… you’d let me turn into a forgotten curse.” He held his hand up, picturing the earth before lowering his hand into a shaking fist. “Leave me…” he swiped his hand back and began to load himself into the pod.

He put his arms in a similar position as when he had awoken from Eggman triggering his activation. He intertwined his fingers and let his head rest back, breathing in the fumes that would place him back into a warm, comatose state.

“Maria… Forgive me.” He closed his eyes, “I should have never been created… or you’d still be with us.”

“Preparing launch sequence.”

“Grr… ughh… GRAAAHH!!” Amy swung her Piko Piko Hammer into the pod.

It cracked the pod.

“What?” He opened his eyes and looked around, seeing the electricity spark and red lights flash on with yellow sirens spinning around.

“Containment breach. Launch in jeopardy.”

“HAAA!” Amy continued to swing into the pod.

Shadow’s eyes studied the girl, the powerful swings, the tears in her eyes..?

“Why… tears?” Then something happened, he felt an emotion pour from a heart he didn’t know he had.

With each swing, Amy’s arms would lift and he would see her. When it crashed down, he would see Maria, crying and desperately placing her hand on the containment pod.

His heart melted again, and he tightened his jaw, leaning back and kicking the pod to escape.

“Launch still imminent. No emergency code registered. 10…9…8-”

“SHADOW!” Amy cried out.

He strained against the militarized, seemingly glass surface.

“7…6….5…4…3…2-”

“You promised!” Amy cried out, her eyes like shattered pieces of a prism, shining with an endearing love for the stranger she had only just met. “Promise you will stay!”

“1.”

“…GrraAAAHHH!!! I PROMISE!” Shadow shouted out, the two’s force finally breaking the pod as it blasted out into space.

“Shadow!” Sonic and the others finally arrived, as Sonic threw the Fake Chaos Emerald, having found it slammed dunked like he remembered.

Shadow, being tossed around by the speed of which the pod was launched, finally was able to maneuver himself to grabbing the Fake Emerald.

He looked to Amy, “I’ll keep my promises… I’ll see you on earth… I’m not a bad guy, then… right, Amy?” he looked at the Fake Emerald in his hand, her image on the other side of it.

“Hmph, very well. I’m no hero, but I’ll keep my new promise to you.” He held up the Fake Emerald, “Chaos..! Control!”

It shook him to his core, but because he had far more chaos power than Sonic, the Fake Emerald was enough to send him to earth’s surface.

He fell unconscious, landing after the shining light had brought him to a beautiful forest.

The Fake Emerald rolled out of his hands, shattering from its final use, and Shadow blinked his eyes open.

The first thing he noticed was the rays from above, the sun hitting his fingers and causing light to part into shadows on the ground around him.

He tried to focus his exhausted eyes, then looked to see trees… felt grass… heard nature for the first time.

“Ma… Maria…” He barely could mouth it out, feeling his consciousness slipping away again, his eyes getting blurry as they faded in and out… he spoke one other sound…

“I see it… A-… Amy… I see what we’ve saved…”

And then, darkness… as was his fate.

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[QZGS TL] Butterfly Blue’s interview regarding the movie For the Glory (08/15/19)

Because the movie was released (and English subbed) online fairly recently, I thought I’d go back and translate this interview that BB did about it. It’s pretty long, but quite interesting! (As always, please let me know of any errors.)

bilibili interview link (remove spaces): https ://www.bilibili. com/video/av63863201/

Q: As this is the first movie of TKA, how did you choose the topic? A: We’ve already done a donghua, which already covers the plot of the main novel, so when we were picking the subject of the movie, we didn’t want to repeat a story that we’ve already told. I’d written some side stories [i.e. the prequel] earlier, which fills in a few stories of our characters during the ten years before the main story starts. So, we wanted to use the movie medium to help fill in the early stories or whatnot of our characters, so everyone can have a better understanding of these characters. Especially for people who might be curious about The King’s Avatar, or who might not have even heard of it before – if they watch our movie first, they’ll start from the very beginning and watch as these youths, with Ye Xiu as the focus, grow.

Q: When you were writing TKA, had you ever thought about Excellent Era’s Season 1 roster? A: Of the characters, only one was mentioned in the novel, that’s Wu Xuefeng, who was a most reliable helper at Ye Xiu’s side during the first years he won those championships. As for the others, in terms of characters, I hadn’t really thought about them when I was writing the main novel, because by that time in the story they’d all retired or they weren’t relevant to our main plot. But back then, because they were a team, players on a team all had their own accounts, and everyone’s accounts had a class. The classes were actually always maintained, Excellent Era had always passed them down. So, when we were making this movie, we maintained all of this. That is, every original character in the movie, the accounts they used, you’ll find that those IDs appear in the main novel – Excellent Era’s Elementalist, Spellblade, etc, they are all these same account IDs.

Q: Why was the first user of Peaceful Hermit changed from Guo Mingyu to Lu Liang? A: Oh, this is a bit awkward. While I was writing, I forgot, the one who I initially had – well I forget which it was but – anyway, I wrote two different first-generation users, so basically it was actually a mistake in writing, a bug. Then, in the movie, they helped me patch it up, so by using a plot point they were able to fix this mistake in the original that I could no longer go back and change myself, they were able to cover my error. So, we have two users, and between them they have a relationship of partnership and inheritance.

Q: Given that we already know that Excellent Era wins the Season 1 championship, how does the movie make matches more interesting and exciting? A: For this, we basically started from Excellent Era’s opponents at the time, Royal Style as a team. Following the original work, Ye Xiu had met a few friends in-game, and then under the support of an internet café boss, the eventual boss of Excellent Era, Tao Xuan, they formed a team. Their team was fairly grassroots. But we considered the world background as a whole, and Glory definitely wasn’t the only game, nor the only competitive esport. So under our understanding, in this profession, there are a number of professional teams, but Ye Xiu and the others aren’t a part of all this. In contrast, Royal Style is a professional team, but at the start, Glory wasn’t one of the games they played professionally. But after the Glory Pro League was established, the professional club Royal Style decided to create this kind of team to play in the Glory Pro League. So, compared to Ye Xiu and co’s background, Royal Style is more “professional,” more advanced along the professional path, they have professional systems or training methods, that’s the kind of team they are. And then, compared to Ye Xiu and the rest of them, Royal Style might be more cohesive, more powerful, with better training and logistical support backing them up. We hope that Ye Xiu can encounter such a powerful foe, so everyone can see how Ye Xiu was able to stand upon the summit of Glory in Season 1.

Q: When Ye Qiu gave the mask to Ye Xiu, was that because something changed about his attitude? A: From the fact that he brought the mask prepared to give to him, we can see that Ye Qiu’s attitude didn’t actually change. In their hearts, the two brothers understand each other. Ye Qiu knew that even if he came over here to find his brother, there was no way he would be able to bring his older brother back. So when he said you should go home etc etc, that was more just fulfilling his duties as the younger brother, or like this is a job the family gave me, but after he did that he immediately gave him the mask; he knew things would end up like this, there’s no way you’re coming back. But he also knew where his older brother’s qualms lay, or the things that would be inconvenient for him, so this mask demonstrates his understanding of and consideration toward Ye Xiu.

Q: What was the biggest pleasant surprise of this movie for you? A: For me, the biggest surprise was this one scene – so after Su Muqiu died, he left his account card to Su Mucheng, and during this time Su Mucheng was feeling very downhearted, and she kind of rejected this game. But then one day, she took this account card that her brother left her, and when she logged on, Dancing Rain’s avatar appeared, and the avatar said to her, something like, “did you miss me? I’m always here.” That moment was the most moving part of the movie for me, because when we were making this movie, we were really trying to let it have more positive energy, so we tried to focus on the esports and competitive spirit side of things. But in this moment, I saw the significance that ordinary games have in our lives. It doesn’t have to do with dreams or fighting spirit, but they enter our lives and bring to you thoughts and memories.

Q: Say something to the TKA fans on Bilibili! A: The fans on Bilibili are probably mostly those who watched the donghua, right, so I feel that, come watch our movie as well, see if you like it. Thank you everyone for your support all this time.

(reading Weibo posts) “2019 June 16, I wrote down in my planner that on August 16 I had to go to the movie theater. 2019 July 16, I tragically received notice that my school’s military training was on August 16…” Well, August 16 is just the release date, we’ll be in theaters for a while after, you can just go later haha

“I saw Tao Xuan in the trailer. At that time, they were all going to the pro circle for their dreams, for their own Glory!! And now, Excellent Era’s things are still here but the people are no more…” This user is sighing emotionally about Tao Xuan. But even if Tao Xuan changed later, earning money is still a dream, we can’t think that just because of this he’s all that… it’s just that the road he took is different from Ye Xiu’s.

“Guo Mingyu, you think that just by changing your name you can get away from your debt?” [laughing] That’s my mistake!

“Zhang Jiale perfectly avoided all chances of appearance.” He actually does appear, everyone look closely!

“This TKA movie you speak of, is it a good watch?” [bb misspeaks at first lol: “quan zhi dian ying gao shou,” all-class movie expert] Of course it’s good, you’ll know when you see it!

Q: Why does Ye Xiu go on morning runs in the movie? Probably because we still wanted to have a movie with more positive energy, let him maintain a relatively healthy physical condition. After all, by the time we see him in the main novel he’s a 25-year-old player, and by the time he wins the championship again he’s already 27-28. For an esports player, that’s extremely old, but even at such an old age he could still maintain that good of a competitive condition. If we wrote that off as natural gift, that doesn’t seem very suitable, so when we were writing this prequel, we wanted to have an explanation for why even when Ye Xiu became so old and many people had already retired, he could maintain such a high competitive skill level. It’s because he had a foundation in taking care of his body.

Q: Why was Su Muqiu so focused on self-made weapons? A: Because he relied on gaming to raise his little sister, his family, so in my original design, the most fundamental reason he focused on Silver weapons was that it was profitable. He needed greater income or whatnot, so after he discovered that this game had these Silver weapons, his thoughts would go in that direction. Because we have a saying in-universe, “the strongest weapons are Silver weapons,” so this had the greatest utility for him, it was a very down-to-earth judgment, it was an opportunity that would provide the greatest payoff, so he put a lot of effort into this area. To be honest, I feel like his goals are almost a level above the later dreams and “for the championship,” because he was doing this for existence, for life, for his home, for his little sister. So, when he’s going all out for this, it’s closer to our real lives, closer to an ordinary person’s attitude.

Q: Why does One Autumn Leaf get long golden hair in the trailer? A: That was his Awakening skill during the finals match. In the novel, we can use words to describe how awesome something is, but this kind of scene in an animation, we want to visually show a character transformation, something that will immediately make people know, “the One Autumn Leaf in this moment is stronger,” let everyone perceive this feeling more directly. So, we made him enter this long golden hair, cooler and more dazzling state.

Q: When Ye Xiu was still the little captain, what was his guiding principle for leading Excellent Era? A: This is actually the story we tell in the movie, how he led the team in the beginning, and then how he established those “golden phrases” or “fundamental creeds,” of his, such as what might be his most famous “Glory isn’t a single-player game,” in the movie we can see how this statement became Ye Xiu’s core spirit. And then in the finals, we use that kind of battle to show how his teammates supported him until the very end, how he relied upon the help of every one of his teammates to defeat the opposing Royal Style, which was a powerful team with top-level pro players.

Q: What function did Wu Xuefeng serve in the team, as Excellent Era’s vice-captain? A: Mm, to me, Wu Xuefeng this person, he’s a bit older than Ye Xiu and the others. When Ye Xiu became the little captain, he was barely an adult, only 18 years old, and in comparison, Wu Xuefeng was more mature, more stable. On the team at the time, I feel that he was in a steadier condition than Ye Xiu was. At that time, Ye Xiu was still young, he could be impulsive, he could be volatile. But Wu Xuefeng, at his side, was a very reliable character, he was the godly needle that stabilized the ocean [i.e. in Journey to the West, the pillar in the ocean that Sun Wukong took to serve as his iconic weapon]. Whenever problems appeared in the team, he would be the one mediating, he would be more rational, he would be a more balanced and steady character. I feel that he was a very good vice-captain at the time. Ye Xiu’s most reliable helper, that was how we defined him.

Q: What was the turning point for Ye Xiu when he decided he wanted to become a pro player? A: Well, first, when he left home, he didn’t have a very clear goal in mind. His family didn’t want him to play games, so he wanted to come out and play some games. And then he met Su Muqiu and Su Mucheng, and they were together for a while. At first, I feel like his life state was pretty similar to Su Muqiu’s, he would just do some power-leveling or some other very ordinary things just to earn a living, he didn’t have a clear plan. But the turning point was when Glory this game appeared, it was like Su Muqiu discovering Silver weapons in this game. After seeing the complexity of this game, how widespread it was, the things that this game was establishing, as well as his own ability and skill with this game, I feel that it was a gradual, step-by-step process and he decided, or wanted to try, “can I become a pro player.” And he had partners beside him, partners like Su Muqiu, and his boss at the time Tao Xuan, and a few good friends in-game, and everyone began to come together on this tide, this opportunity was here, and so with everyone he successfully stepped onto this road – and never looked back.

#quan zhi gao shou #qzgs #the king's avatar #qzgs movie #for the glory #mine #translation #i always find it really interesting to hear bb's thoughts #bb interview

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