#really got me to sit back and go woaaah

[floatingwithlaura]

is there another truth that is possible?

[wondersinwaynemanor]

Wally meeting Dick's brothers.

Jason

Dick enters the Teen Titans Tower's game room with a boy a few inches shorter than him, wearing a Wonder Woman shirt.

Dick: Kid Flasheroo!!! I'd like you to meet Little Wing, my brother, Jason.

Wally: OH MY GOSH, DICK!!!!! *drops the game console* YOU HAVE A BROTHER? AND YOU CALL HIM LITTLE WING????? That's so adorable!! That makes you Big Wing then?

Dick proudly smiles and brings Jason closer to him.

Wally: Aww. Hi, young man. I'm Wally, Dick's best friend. *he offers his hand and young Jason takes it*

Jason: Hi, Wally. *young Jason smiles brightly and Dick and Wally coo at him* Dick said you have a cool power. What is it?

Wally:*shows his powers by quickly (that doesn't even describe it) buying some pizzas* I got two kinds of pizzas cus I didn't know what you wanted, Little Wing.

Jason: *repeatedly blinks* WOAAAH. Sweet! Thank you, Wally.

Dick: Hey.... *playfully nudges Wally* I get to call him Little Wing. Hmmpf. *he points at his chest* Only. Me.

Wally: *salutes* Aye, aye, Captain. Of course, Robin-O. Your wish is my command. I need my spot in Teen Titans.

Dick: *rolls his eyes, smiling* I don't know what I'm gonna do without you in the group.

Dick and Wally don't even realize that Jason has started eating the pizzas.

Wally: WOAH. The kid is fast.

Dick: Watch out, Kid Flash. Little Wing is after your job.

after the three boys enjoy their pizzas, Wally cradles Dick on his arms while Dick cradles young Jason on his as they speed to the store to get some ice cream. and they go back to the Tower to play some games and read some books.

Tim

Wally: Genuis, hey! I know you're a genuis and all, but all you have to do is call me so I can let you in. *munches on some chips as he lays on the couch of his apartment* Don't do that Batman shit on me.

Dick: Guess what? I'm not the genuis one anymore. *smiling widely*

Wally: What you talking about? *about to stand up to get another bag of chips in the kitchen*

Dick: Presenting... *somersaults for dramatic effect* Tim, my brother.

A young boy with similar features with Dick and Jason, dark hair and blue eyes, enters the apartment.

Dick: Mostly known as Baby Bird. He figured out the code of your apartment and I didn't even tell him. How awesome, huh?

Wally is already beside Tim in less than a second.

Tim: Hi, Wally. *young Tim waves shyly* I know you. You're... *whispering* Kid Flash.

Dick: He figured mine and B's identities. Figured he knows yours too. *proudly says as he gently pats the top of Tim's hair*

Wally: MEGA AWESOME!!!! *he shakes Tim's hand* You're the new Genuis, huh. Can you tell me more secrets? Like what's Dick's favorite... No, wait. Second, no.. Hmmm. Sixth? *he counts with his fingers* Twelfth favorite place to visit? I've been trying to figure it out so I can take him there this year.

Tim: *looks at Dick* Hmm. I'm sure I'll figure it out with a few clues.

Wally: That's my man!! *he offers a high five and Tim tiptoes to hit Wally's palm*

Dick: *laughs* Hey, I'm right here.

they sit on Wally's couch as they enjoy some documentaries cus of course, Tim suggests it. Dick and Wally go along for the ride. Wally pleads for Dick to give a clue on his 12th favorite place in the entire world to visit.

Damian

Wally: Your cookies are still the very best I've had, Alfred. *says in between as he drowns his mouth for more cookies*

Alfred: *smiles as he cleans the kitchen at the Manor* Thank you, Mister West.

Ahem.

Damian: Excuse me. Aren't you supposed to be the new Flash?

Wally: OH MY GOSH!!! *he nearly jumps back from his seat and looks down at the small figure of a boy with a cat on his arms* Hi, little man. Yes, I am. I'm Wally. You are?

Damian: Tt. I thought you'd be able to quickly notice my approach. But when the stomach has a goal, you don't really pay much attention to your surroundings.

Wally: *opens his mouth and looks down at his stomach* Well, I'm always hungry.

Alfred: *warns from the kitchen* Master Damian.

Wally: Wait.. Damian?.... Aren't you Bruce's kid-

Dick: Dami! DAMI! *enters the kitchen and blinks at Wally then at Damian and then vice versa again* There you are, Dami. *approaches the two* Hey, Wally. Sorry to keep you waiting.

Wally: Hey, don't sweat on it, Dick. I can wait. Besides, I'm all comfortable here. *shoves another cookie on his mouth which earns a smile from Dick and a look of disgust from Damian*

Dick: Looks like you two have met already. Wally, this is Damian, my littlest brother. Dami, this is Wally, the Flash -

Damian: I know who he is. And don't use the word little on me, Grayson. *Dick and Wally watches Damian as he puts down the cat and grabs two cookies for himself* It's nice to meet you, West.

Wally: *looks at Damian's tiny hand and he thinks how much he wants to pinch his cheeks* Nice to meet you, Damian.

After Wally thanks Alfred for the cookies and pinches Damian's cheek gently, which earns a tt from the boy, he walks with Dick to his car parked outside of the Manor.

Wally: He has a few of Bruce's features. He's so cute!

Dick: Well, I'm lucky to have the cutest brothers.

Meanwhile in the kitchen.

Damian: Does Father know?

Alfred: About what, Master Damian?

Damian: About Grayson and West.

Alfred: He's a detective. I'm sure he knows.

Damian: I doubt it. *eats another cookie*

[hairstevington]

Freaky Friday (Steddie's Version) - chapter 4!!

Eddie Munson x Steve Harrington

Summary: Eddie has a conversation with Robin that makes him realize there's a lot more to Steve's life than he originally thought. Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Link to Ao3

Word Count: 3.2K, more chapters to come

Warnings: Enemies to lovers, slow burn, canon universe (more or less) set before season 4, body swap, they are idiots, ANGST, revenge (attempted, see: they are idiots), POV switching

A/N: Omg not updating has been agonizing for me but it's midterm season and I just spent the weekend in NYC where I saw MAYA HAWKE IN CONCERT (!!!) She is amazing we love her, this one's for you Maya <3

“Uhhhh…” Steve didn’t even know where to start with his explanation. He looked around at the students bustling through the halls. “Maybe we should -”

“Drama club room, let’s go.”

Dustin led Steve through the hallways of Hawkins High to the drama club room. Once inside, Steve noticed the way the Hellfire table was arranged, including Eddie’s throne at the end of it. Steve chuckled to himself, thinking it was absurd. He really loves this power trip, doesn’t he?

Curiosity tugged at him, though, and a few moments later he was sitting in said throne to test it out. You know, to see if it was as lush as it looked.

(It was)

“Damn, this thing is cozy,” Steve said, admiring the soft velvet on the arms. 

“Watch it - if Eddie finds out you sat in his chair he’ll totally -”

“Technically I’m not sitting in the chair, he is,” Steve argued. “And he’s allowed to sit here whenever he wants, right? My actual ass is nowhere near this thing. It could be anywhere, actually. Maybe he got me arrested already or something -”

“Jesus, Steve - shut up about the chair and your ass and just tell me what happened already!” Dustin exclaimed, exasperated. “After I left. Then what?”

Steve recounted the story to the best of his ability. The bullies, the power plant, the lightning, the swap. He intentionally left out the shower thing, due to him and Eddie’s agreement. Thankfully, Steve had gotten pretty good at keeping secrets and pretending things never happened. 

“So, yeah. I went to school and he’s been at work now for uhhh -” Steve looked at his watch to double check the time. “Two and a half hours, just about. If he even went to work, I mean. I don’t trust the guy.”

“So you’ve said. Multiple times,” Dustin deadpanned. Steve winced at how much his dislike for Eddie annoyed Dustin, but it’s just the way it was. Eddie was kind of an asshole to Steve. 

“Sorry, I’m trying, man, but he just -”

“I know, it’s fine,” Dustin interrupted him. “Okay, so you swapped bodies. How do we get you to switch back?”

“If we knew that, we would have done it,” Steve said with a roll of his eyes.

“Okay, smartass,” Dustin replied. “So we look into when the next big storm is, and we get you guys back to the plant -”

“Woaaah, woah, woah,” Steve interjected. “You want us to get struck by lightning again? Dude, it like - it really sucked the first time.”

“So you just want to stay like this forever, then?”

“I’m just saying there’s gotta be other options,” Steve pleaded, desperate for Dustin to give him the real answer. The kid was smart. He’d figure something out. Preferably something immediate and painless.

“It’s just a theory,” Dustin replied. “Our first theory. It’s a start , Steve.”

“Fine,” he agreed. “So, we go track down a weatherman and ask him when we'll get lightning again or something?” Dustin sighed, squeezing his eyes tightly closed, then relaxed them.

“No, we don’t track down a weatherman. The weather is on the TV or in the paper, idiot.” Steve’s look of realization - raised eyebrows, mouth in an o-shape, slight nod - was one Dustin had seen several times on Steve’s face. It looked much different on Eddie’s. Foreign. Incorrect. 

Weird. 

“Oh, yeah that makes sense,” he replied.

“We’ll look up the weather later,” Dustin proposed. “But first, we’re going to the video store.”

-

Robin arrived at Family Video at 2:58pm - two minutes ahead of her shift. Eddie had been waiting patiently, adjusting to the boredom of it all, and finding joy in little things to pass the time. Keith had left around 2:30, but nobody had come in since then. He could have left too, but he didn’t. He considered it, but there was a nagging voice in the back of his head telling him to do the right thing. He hated that stupid voice. Eddie always felt like it didn’t matter whether he did the right or wrong thing, he’d always just get the short end of the stick either way. But, as much as he wanted to be the tough-as-nails asshole he presented himself as, and as much as he wanted to ruin Steve’s life, he knew deep down he wasn’t going to do anything. Eddie had ruined his own life. He knew what that felt like already, and he didn’t care to feel that downfall a second time.

So, a new tactic. He was going to be a good person. He was going to try to be a good person, anyway. ‘Kill them with kindness,’ right? He’d already proved that Steve sucked at his job, and that Eddie could do it better. What other ways could Eddie show Steve that he could be some preppy pretty-faced rich kid too, given the right resources? What if Eddie just…stole Steve’s life a little bit? Would that be so terrible? 

“Hey,” Eddie said as Robin entered the store. 

“Hey, Dingus.” She hardly looked at him as she sped past him to the back room. “You owe me for last night. That old guy we hate came in here and made me describe the plot of like ten different movies before settling on one again.” He followed her voice into the back room, where she dropped her backpack. 

“Yikes,” he responded, even though Eddie would have probably been happy doing that, depending on the movies. Robin joined Eddie behind the counter a moment later. 

“Okay, so - wait woah, ” she said once she looked at him for the first time. “Steve, your hair. What happened to it?”

“What do you mean?” Eddie knew exactly what she meant. It was frizzy and huge, with bits and pieces sticking up every which way. He looked like a mad scientist.

“You look like Doc Brown,” she said, echoing Eddie’s thoughts. He smirked. “And you’re smiling about it? Who are you and what have you done with Harrington?” 

For a moment, Eddie thought the jig was up already regarding his identity. He’d barely said anything and she knew by the hair alone. Figures, he thought to himself. 

He assumed she’d keep pestering him about it, but she dropped it immediately, to Eddie’s surprise. She started sorting the return bin, chattering away about her day at school. 

“Oh, yeah. I heard Mrs. Lipton is a total hardass,” Eddie replied after she’d finished complaining about a class policy.

“Steve, you literally had her last year,” Robin countered. “Did you stay out all night again or something?”

“Yeah, something like that,” Eddie said. “Right, yeah. I remember now - Mrs. Lipton’s class. That was torture.”

“It’s probably worse than when we actually got tortured,” Robin remarked, so casually that Eddie thought it must have been a joke. He thought about how Steve and Robin had worked together at the mall, and guessed that was what she was referring to.

“Definitely.” He hoped a generic, non-committal response would suffice. Robin was cool, but sometimes he didn’t know how to talk to her because she was just as sarcastic as Eddie, with far less energy in the delivery. He had no idea when she was serious.

“Although, I just remembered the bonesaw,” she said as she continued to shuffle through tapes. “Actual torture was worse. But only by a little.” She smirked, so Eddie did the same, but holy fucking shit? What?

There wasn’t a single way Eddie could make sense of that, unless it was some weird long-running inside joke. It had to be that. Right?

Right?!

A customer came in, successfully distracting Eddie from his internal monologue for the time being. 

“Hellooo, how can I help you?” he quickly asked, surprising himself at how well he’d adapted to the job. He finished handling the customer, intentionally asking Robin to ring them up so he could peer over her shoulder and double check how she used the system. 

Yeah, he’d been doing it wrong. Ah well. 

The customer left, and Robin sighed, searching for a new topic of conversation. She settled on -

“So, how’s Joanna?” She was leaning back on the counter, without a hint of jealousy on her face. Eddie wondered if she and Steve really were just friends, but he doubted it, for some reason. They seemed close, and kind of perfect for each other. They’d worked two jobs together, had weird inside jokes about torture, were brutally honest with each other…

It didn’t add up. 

“She’s good. Really good,” Eddie answered, having no idea who Joanna was. 

“Better than Maggie?” she asked. Eddie’s eyes widened. He knew Steve got around in high school, but he thought that after graduation he’d cooled things down. Especially after that Scoops Ahoy getup - Eddie hoped that Steve had lost his touch. He’d relished in the thought that Steve had peaked. But nope. 

“I dunno,” Eddie answered, lost in thought. He kept looking at Robin’s reactions. She wasn’t fazed in the slightest talking about Steve’s sexcapades. 

Robin was pretty. She was smart. Funny. Why wasn’t Steve going for her? Eddie couldn’t figure it out. At first he assumed Steve was leading her on, and that she had an unrequited crush on him that he held over her. But it didn’t seem that way, now that he was talking to her. Maybe they’d already had a history? Maybe they’d dated in the past and realized they were better as friends? But WHY -

“Steve, you’re so lucky,” Robin said with a sigh. “You’ve got all these beautiful girls at your fingertips, meanwhile I can’t even muster up the courage to look at Vicki for more than 5 seconds at a time or I feel like I’m gonna faint.” Eddie took in her words slowly, watching her as she hopped onto the counter and played around with the rings on her fingers. Eddie missed his own rings. He would have been fidgeting with them himself if he wasn’t occupying Steve’s ringless hands. “What?” she asked, after noticing him staring at her. Whoops.

“Uh, nothing,” Eddie replied. I wasn’t supposed to hear that. I’m not supposed to know this. He felt immediately guilty knowing Robin had come out to him basically without her consent. The ethics of it all were weird and complicated, but it still felt wrong. As she continued to talk about being put next to Vicki in the marching band and how excited she was for it, Eddie stared into the distance and tried not to let guilt eat away at him until he was hollow inside. 

“You’re acting…weird. Is everything okay?” Her question snapped him out of his own thoughts once again, and he nodded, meekly. “Steve, I know something is wrong. Spill it.”

Eddie wasn’t sure why he directed the conversation where he did. He just figured that, if he was headed to hell anyway, he might as well commit to it. Time for some answers.

“Can we talk about the time we got…uh…tortured?” Robin’s face was curious at first, before it shifted into sincerity. She nodded. 

“Yeah, we can. I just know we usually don’t mention it. Is that what’s going on today? Did you have another nightmare or something?”

God, their friendship was so precious it hurt. A half hour ago, Eddie would have been delighted to learn that Steve Harrington had run to his best friend about nightmares, but now it felt different. 

“Mhm, yeah,” Eddie answered. “The, uh. The bonesaw.” 

“Shit, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have brought it up,” Robin replied with guilt on her face. Oh, no. Now I’ve made her feel guilty when I’m the one at fault here. Shit. Balls. Abort!

“Not your fault,” Eddie said quickly. “I promise. Just. That’s a really crazy thing we went through, you know?”

“Yeah, absolutely,” she agreed. “I mean, we’ve been through a lot, you and me. Secret spy messages, evil Russians, giant monsters, girls with superpowers, -” Oh, she’s got to be kidding me. No. That’s not real. No way. “- Dustin calling his girlfriend ‘Suzypoo’,” she finished with a smile. He’d heard about ‘Suzypoo,’ and the name made him cringe every time. Eddie would have laughed, had his entire mind not just been blown. 

Out of everyone at the school, Robin was one of the few who didn’t look down on Eddie. They didn’t talk much - only in passing, really - but she treated him like any other human being. And here, at Family Video, she was being incredibly kind to Steve. Eddie wasn’t sure if she would have treated Eddie the same, and now he desperately wanted to know. 

Here’s the thing about Eddie - once he had a thought, it ached in him until he acted on it. It got him into plenty of trouble, but otherwise he just felt…itchy. 

“Nah, you’re good,” he responded. I have to know. “Hey, so you know Eddie Munson?”

“Uhhh, yeah.” She was keeping up with his rapid switching of conversation topics with ease. “Why do you ask?”

“Just, uh. Just curious. Dustin talks about him all the time, you know.” She nodded in agreement. Eddie continued - he couldn’t seem to stop. “What do you think of the guy?” Robin was still unfazed by this line of questioning, somehow. Eddie felt a desperate urge to keep pressing until he felt resistance. The ache was insatiable.

“I think he’s - I guess I don’t really have an opinion?” 

This shocked Eddie more than anything she’d said so far, including the torture thing somehow. 

“You don’t have an opinion on him?” 

“Yeah,” she confirmed with a shrug. “Like, he’s just a guy. We go to school together. I don’t really know him.” 

Just a guy?! Eddie was offended for some reason. He’d never been referred to as just a guy before. 

“You’re not, like, scared of him or - you don’t think he’s stupid, or a freak, or a druggie, or, like, a future serial killer? You don’t think he’s insane or brainwashing the youth into some kind of satanist cult? None of that?” Those were the kind of descriptors he’d heard his whole six years (and counting!) at Hawkins High. Just a guy? Fuck no. 

“I never really bought into that,” Robin replied. “But it certainly sounds like you did.” She rolled her eyes. Oh my god, this is the coolest chick I’ve ever met. “Come on, Steve. I thought I knocked that bitchy judgmental shit out of you.” Please be my friend and not Harrington’s, I beg you.

“Old habits die hard,” Eddie responded. She still wasn’t fazed. One more question. “Okay, so like - hypothetically…” Robin huffed out a short laugh and turned to Eddie, waiting. “If we had never become friends, and we were all still in high school, who would you rather have been friends with? Me or Eddie?”

“This is about Dustin, isn’t it? Steve, for the last time, you don’t have to feel jealous or threatened by Eddie.” Wait, wait, wait. Hold the goddamn phone. Harrington is jealous of me??? He grinned, which probably made him look crazy, but he didn’t care. Steve, for whatever reason, was jealous of Eddie, and now he could die happy. “Dustin loves you, okay? You’ve saved his life - like, many times. Just because he has another older-brother figure at school doesn’t mean he forgot about you. I promise. ”

Well, that was a lot of information. He’d deal with it later, making a mental note to confront Steve about the torture and the monsters and the girl with superpowers and saving Dustin’s life the next time they saw each other. First, he had to get back to his initial point.

“Answer the question, Robin. Me or Eddie?” He could feel himself pushing his luck, going from annoying and quirky into rightfully suspicious territory. She groaned and rolled her eyes so hard she looked possessed. 

“You are such a dumbass, Steve. A few years ago? Yeah, it probably would have been Eddie just because you were such a douchebag in Click’s class. But then you and I were brought together by the great powers of the universe, - or, Scoops Ahoy and the Russians, I guess - and I found out you’re actually my platonic soulmate, and I’m here with you, dingus. Not Eddie. Can we move on?”

Before Eddie could even process the irony of her comments (and how giddy her answer made him), the front door opened. The pair turned towards it, ready to handle whatever customers were coming in. 

Eddie’s jaw dropped. He knew the people in front of him, and he had to say - he preferred the strangers. He was just getting a taste of this life, and he didn’t want it to end, yet.

“I honestly didn’t expect you actually to still be here,” Eddie watched himself say in the doorway. 

“Okay, what is going on?” Robin asked. “Why wouldn’t Steve still be here? Am I being pranked or something? Steve, you know I hate -”

“That’s not Steve,” Dustin said, pointing at the man beside Robin. Her face contorted into confusion. 

“What?!”

“You know?” Eddie asked Dustin, who nodded. 

“He figured it out,” Steve added. 

“Smart kid,” Eddie acknowledged. 

“I mean, yeah,” Dustin replied. “But Steve is also a really bad actor.”

“Shocking,” Eddie said. Robin pressed her fingers to her temples. 

“If someone doesn’t tell me what’s going on in the next ten seconds I swear to god I will -”

“Eddie and Steve swapped bodies,” Dustin explained, pointing at the two men. 

There was a solid beat of heavy silence. Nobody knew what to say. Eddie finally settled on -

“Uh, yeah. That is in fact what happened.”

He looked at Robin’s astonished face. She didn’t even bother going through the denial phase of all this - if what she’d been saying was true, she probably had just learned to accept all batshit insanity. Then, Eddie realized that must have been why Steve had been so passive about the whole thing the night before. The bodyswap thing was weird and awful, but it wasn’t, you know, torture by Russians.  

“So that’s why you were asking all those questions,” Robin deduced after a minute. “Wow. Wow, okay. But, like - oh my god.” Her expression twisted into pure fear. “Wait, but I told you -”

“I know,” Eddie said, his hands up in surrender. “I know, I’m sorry. I’m not gonna say anything, I promise.”

“What did she tell you?” Dustin asked, curiously. Eddie looked at Steve, who was also frozen. Eddie had to think fast. 

“About, um. The monsters,” he said while flashing reassuring eyes at Robin. She relaxed ever so slightly. 

“Yeah, sorry,” she said once she started breathing again. “I was telling Steve - I mean, I was telling him about - well, about what we went through over the summer, and I just -”

“That’s okay,” Dustin excused immediately. “Eddie isn’t going to tell anyone, right?”

“Cross my heart,” Eddie said, genuinely. Who the hell was he gonna tell, anyway? He briefly caught eyes with Robin once again, who stared at him tentatively. She was back to fidgeting with her rings, eyes darting from Eddie to Dustin to Steve and back again. “Promise.”

Her eyes found Eddie and stayed fixed on him long enough to accept his words as truth. Then, she nodded.

(next chapter)

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[atenea14]

I saw where the Primarch somehow went to the twenty first century and wonder how our favorite crowd man reaction if Child!reader not afraid of him and asked if to arts and crafts with them

Reason why they are not afraid of him is that turns out he reminded them of their dad who is a death metal head of a Viking who have the same level of gentle as Vulkan but just as scary looking as Corvus

I just thought it'll be cute

You’ve been my first request ever! I’m really grateful and it’s also a cute one! I think Corvus would be confused and touched at the same time. I’ve imagined a little scene with your prompt, so here you go :) Also sorry for the delayed answer. 

“Oh no, the scary man is back!” The murmurs of some kids caught Vulkan’s attention and upon looking at the main door he sees his brother is quietly standing there not knowing what to do. 

“Brother! Come in” Vulkan happily gestures to Corvus to come by his side and the kids don’t take a liking to that, some even change their sitting positions, his black eyes and serious demeanor scaring them. 

“I knew this would be a mistake, I shouldn’t have listened to you.” While whispering to Vulkan he surveyed the kids' attitude. 

“Nonsense, they’ll warm up to you, just give them a little time. Some were scared of me at the beginning too.” With that Vulkan left his brother to help some kids, not knowing what else to do he started fidgeting with some of the scattered tools. 

“What are you doing?” A high pitched voice interrupted him. Looking to his side Corvus sees a little kid staring at him with wide eyes and a big smile. 

“Nothing right now.” 

“Great! You can help me then.” The kid cheerfully grabs his hand and brings him to one of the small tables with other kids that initially ignore him. Corvus slowly moves one of the tiny chairs and looks at it fixedly trying to decide if sitting on it is a good idea. When he looks to the side perceives that the kid is eagerly waiting for him so he finally sits down. Ends up half sitting half doing a squat but doesn’t want to weird out the kids more so he just tries to disguise it. It works with the kids but he hears Vulkan’s gentle laugh at his back. 

“I need to finish this mask! I started it with teacher Vulkan but I need to finish it today!” Corvus looks at the weird looking mask but decides not to judge it. 

“Okay, what do you have to do?” He looks directly at the kid who doesn’t seem to mind his pitched black eyes. 

“I need to paint and decorate it.” They start painting the project which slowly starts looking way better than Corvus had thought.

“What do you need this mask for?” The silence is making Corvus uncomfortable and tries to break it with the first thing he can come up with. How can these tiny humans bring him to the edge of his seat when he’s war-hardened?

“I’m going to a concert with my mom! It was my dad’s favorite group!” This picked up his interest, what music goes with a black and red mask?

“Is it metal music by any chance?” 

“Yes! My friends think it’s scary but I love it!” Corvus nods seriously at the kid. 

“I like this music too.” With that he got engaged in a deep conversation of metal and rock music with the kid, the latter, not knowing any of the names of the songs he liked, started singing them for Corvus to recognise, engaging in a little game. Before they knew it the mask was finished. 

“Woaaah it looks great!” Corvus did most of the job while the kid was busy singing yet the kid was ecstatic. 

“Ah I see you’ve finished the mask, little one. Good job!” Vulkan had approached the pair to see what the fuss was about. 

“Thank you, teacher Corvus helped me!” This offhand comment made Corvus feel a warm feeling in his chest at being accepted at last, even if only by one child. Yet he stays silent, not knowing what to say.

“You’ll be the scariest fan in the crowd.” Vulkan notices his brother's embarrassment and secretly enjoys it. This exchange attracts the attention of the other children, who come over to see what is going on. The mask seems to be a big hit with the children and without knowing how, Corvus ends up surrounded by a bunch of excited children asking him to help them with the next day's crafts. 

“I have to make a bracelet!”

“I don’t have anything to do but I want to sing songs too.” 

Vulkan laughs and gently asks the kids to leave their projects for the next session since it’s already time to tidy the workspace. Before leaving with their mom the little kid goes to Corvus and hugs his leg. 

“Bye teacher Corvus!”

“Have fun at the concert.” Corvus feels his brother patting him on the back. 

“Told you it was only a matter of time.”

[lynxgirlpaws]

Probably the less pressing of the two brainworms but the most concerning from an outside view probably. This is kinda two sub things actually. Uhh. Self harm chat below the cut. Sorry.

1

So like. As y'all may know, I . Cut . Well, not really anymore. It's been like a few weeks. But I've got a few (a lot) scars. I personally don't really care. Like, oh no there's some lines on my thighs noooo :/

My issue is... The opposite. While it's weirdly comforting seeing others with scars (even if it's a horny post, I'll stop being horny and. Just wanna give op a hug) I. Have noticed the stupidest thing. Whenever I see... Deeper cuts? I feel like shit. Like I'm somehow a faker. There were times when I was cutting where I seriously started doing it more just because I thought I wasn't doing enough to. Deserve... To self harm? It's like how I can't take punching or biting my tongue or scratching my neck seriously either, like. Those don't count c'mon. Except. Much worse.

I dunno. It's just something that worries me when I rember it. Thought I'd get it out

2

I. I feel so bad for this one dude I. Okay so, I had a class last year right? It was like a weight lifting class. We'd just go to the weights room and fuck around. But it was mostly the super athletic sporty type. Except for like. Me and one freshman. I mean there was one other dude but he was in football or something so he's basically sporty. Anyways me and this guy would chit chat. He's cool as hell . I think the poor bastard looked up to me, like "woaaah the smart upperclassman" when really I was a fuckin mess. I wouldn't call him a friend since we didn't talk outside of that class. But. Whatever. I think he looked up to me. Ig I was kinda like "hey. Dumbass nerds can make it too lol". I remember him talking about how he liked to play Minecraft & thought it wasn't cool and I was like "dude. I know this dude doing internships with NASA and studying architecture and stuff. Guess what his favorite game is? Minecraft lol" (shoutout dako) like. "Hey lil dude you can make it and keep doing what you enjoy". Anyways... One day we're sitting on the bench y'know. Waiting for class to start... And. Some of my cuts show. I. Like he asks if I'm alright, and I laugh it off and cover my legs you know. But. Looking back on it... That's so fucked. Like, imagine you have a role model. Who's managing themselves and not getting involved in bullshit and smart and funny and. One day you get a peak into the fact that they're a complete fuckign mess. I. I dunno I. Feel bad. Also last night remembering that genuine "are you okay?" Had me fucked up. I. There's not really a point to this just. On my head. In my mind

Anyways that's the self harm part of tonight's rants done. I'm alright tonight to my knowledge, so. Don't worry about me !!!

[justicerikai]

Charisma House - Superhuman Sharehouse Story “Charisma” - #47 Bath

Please read alongside listening to the drama track on Youtube.

TL note:

Japan’s bathing culture is vastly different compared to the Western world, so to say. To keep it short, each household has a “bathing order” (some sources say it’s always eldest to youngest, others mention it’s about status, but I’m certain each household has their own thing going on), and the bath water gets reused by each household member. (It doesn’t get drained after someone soaked in it, it’s kept clean and warm for the next person, and so on.)

For technicalities, actual rinsing happens outside of the tub, the water in the tub is to just sit in, vibe, contemplate about your life, stay too long and turn into a prune- you get my point. If you’re familiar with how onsen etiquette works, it’s basically that but at home.

What Rikai does in this drama track is akin to a mother in a Japanese household, essentially.

I’m not sure how neccessary this information is, but it’s some cultural context atleast!

(Everyone chilling in the living room)

Rikai: Everyone

Everyone: Hm?

Rikai: Please take a bath as soon as possible.

Sarukawa: Hah? Why are ya deciding that for us now

Rikai: Just do what you’re told to

Terra: Got it. Then Terra-kun’s gonna go

Rikai: Absolutely not Terra-san

Terra: Eh?

Rikai: You know it’s not your turn to go first today?

Terra: Really

Rikai: When did you go in yesterday?

Terra: First

Rikai: The day before?

Terra: First

Rikai: Before that?

Terra: First

Rikai: You’re always taking a bath first, aren’t you

Rikai: This is no good. It’s not fair.

Iori: Then why don’t you go ahead, Rikai-kun?

Terra: You’re kidding me, Iori-kun

Rikai: It’s not as simple as you think.

Rikai: If I were to go first then all of you would no doubt take your time and not bathe.

Rikai: Thus I’ll go in as last to make sure everyone took one, as your governing leader.

Sarukawa: Since when are you the leader ‘round here!

Rikai: Obey the leader’s instructions!

Sarukawa: DIE!

Amahiko: Rikai-san, want to bathe with me?

Rikai: We’re not bathing together.

Rikai: Please do it yourself.

Amahiko: Please do it myself?

Amahiko: How lonely, Rikai-san.

Rikai: Excuse me?

Amahiko: I must pass on going in first. Because if I do, then I wouldn’t be able to join the others later.

Terra: Don’t you dare

Rikai: Iori-san

Iori: I’m going last. I still have things to do, like dishes and folding laundry, and if I’m after everyone else I’ll be able to clean the bathtub too.

(Rikai shaking Fumiya awake)

Rikai: Fumiya-san. Please wake up.

Fumiya: …?

Rikai: A bath. Hurry up and take one.

Fumiya: Sure sure sure

Rikai: It’s not sure sure sure, go bathe.

Fumiya: ‘Kay. I’ll do that.

Fumiya: ….

(Fumiya falls back asleep)

Rikai: Fumiya-san! Don’t sleep! Go bathe!

Terra: Too bad, I’ll go take one then

Rikai: I said that you can’t!

Terra: Why?

Terra: You’d be super lucky to get into the bath right after Terra-kun

Rikai: Ah, right. Ohse-kun’s here too

-

Ohse: A shitty sore loser is unworthy to take a bath. Much less that it’d incur the wrath of the gods if I were to bathe first.

(Rikai forcibly pulls Ohse)

Ohse: I can’t go in first. I’d sour the water

-

Terra: Then I’m off~

Sarukawa: Hold it. I ain’t lettin’ ya

Terra: Huh?

Sarukawa: I’m the one that’s goin’ in first today. You wait here

Rikai: That’s great, Saru. Then go and wash yourself up.

Rikai: You’re a lifesaver. Thank you.

Sarukawa: Yeah nevermind.

Rikai: AAAAAAAAH!!!! WHAT’S YOUR ISSUE YOU BASTARD!!!!

Rikai: Amahiko-san!

Amahiko: Now, from who should I join in?

Amahiko: This is the most exciting moment of the day for Amahiko.

Amahiko: Exciting. Amahiko’s trembling.

Rikai: Fumiya-san, wake up!

Fumiya: Sure sure sure

Rikai: Ohse-kun!

Ohse: Absolutely not a chance I’ll be going in first.

Rikai: Iori-san!

Iori: Guys~! I made some late-night snacks~! Want some~?

Everyone, except Rikai: Woaaah!!

(Everyone except Rikai getting excited about the snacks)

Rikai: GET IN THE BAAAAAAAAAAAAATH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[spookybeandoodle]

The getting to know the blogger thing but I only ask hyper specific questions; don’t gotta answer them all tho:

- what is in your personal opinion the best and worst places to be at the start of a zombie apocalypse? Please tell me why.

- if you got to choose how you die but like, fake your own death how would you choose to do it and get away from the situation unseen?

- what’s your favorite thing to draw?

- do you have a favorite prehistoric period in time? Personally mine is the Paleozoic and specifically the Cambrian era(horseshoe crabs evoked durning that era and I love them<33)

- what not edible object would you eat if it had no consequences and it tastes good?

You don’t have to answer all of these, but if you do answer the zombie one I’d love that because it’s a running thing to talk about surviving the zombie apocalypse with my friends and I’d like to hear your thoughts!! :DD

Woaaah that’s a lot of questions 👀

But I’m ready to answer!

-Look I have no idea why but I’ve always had a fear of a zombie apocalypse happening while I’m at an amusement park. Imagine your on a ride having fun, come back and uh oh a zombie infection has started and the ride operator has left and your just stuck on the ride left there to be bitten by the zombies. It’s like super unrealistic I guess but I truly think it would be the absolute worst! Now the best place? Hmmm that’s a bit harder. I guess at like a farm. Probably still have cable so to be notified about the zombie apocalypse on the news and since your distant from people you have a better chance of building up a barrier/defense since the likelihood of a mob of zombies heading your way are kind of low (or I would assume so).

-this is such an interesting question but I honest to god don’t know how I would get away with it. So I think I’ll have to unfortunately pass on this one 😔

-girls.

I love love LOVE drawing girls!!! But besides that I also really love drawing puffy sleeves! The bigger they are the better! It just fills me with so much serotonin I don’t know why.

-What’s the time period where they go kaplooey? Okay so fun fact: I was actually fucking terrified of dinosaurs as a kid. I mean like a deep rooted phobia. I couldn’t look at or even hear people talk about dinosaurs for the longest time. Fucking hated them as a kid. Most of my dreams back then were just the same dreams about dinosaurs on repeat. And that happened for YEARS just having the same dreams. I’ve finally gotten over it by watching Jurassic Park but I still have that deep rooted fear of them.

I do remember watching a video talking about how the moments the asteroid hit through the ozone layer affected the dinosaurs and how fast everything went wrong for those guys. It’s freaking scary and I feel bad for them. 😔 If there’s any cute tiny dinosaurs I would love to learn about them.

-I like things with weird textures so maybe cardboard, or glass. Definitely glass. If it was edible I want some company to sell it like pop rocks. I want to be able to eat light bulbs too. How come we can put it in our mouth but it’s dangerous to take out huh? What kind of fucked up sorcery is that? Also not an object but lava. I FEEL like I should be able to touch it and eat it but I can’t??? I don’t know doesn’t make sense to me. Or clouds. Why look so fluffy if I can’t eat?

I hope these answers were interesting! The questions sure were! I had a lot of fun answering them! The zombie I had to sit and think about for a while cause it is something I’ve thought about before being in a household that loves watching the walking dead and me who loves playing zombie games.

Anyways thank you so much! And sorry for the long wait for this!

[travellingarmy]

║Diluc║Adopted

Requested from Wattpad.

Child, male reader. Completely platonic.

Fluff.

Word count: 2.2k

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You don't know where you came from and neither did he, but that question doesn't linger on for too long, allowing yourselves to enjoy in each other's presence.

He wasn't one to have an interest in taking care of children, but ever since he found you in a woven basket in Wolvendom, he made you the centre of his life.

"Diluc, I want to train today!" Barging into his office, you greet him an enthusiastic- yet loud- morning, slamming the door wide open to create a booming sound that Diluc no longer gets a fright out of. "Can we go outside today? Please, please, please?"

He looks up from his paper to eye your person before returning his attention to the paper. "We can go out today, but it will be to the tavern. I have something to do."

You pout and slumped onto a nearby chair, your ears slightly drooping down like the hybrid dog you are. There were few people who had an animal appearance like you and perhaps that might have had been the reason he was drawn to you.

"I said I want to train, not follow you on your errands!" head snapping up as you whined. Diluc slowly closes his eyes and sighs, quite tired from the work yesterday and the added work today. However, he knows how persistent you were and how you would get annoying by the day that even Adelinde starts to get a headache. With that knowledge, he stood up shortly and looks towards your petite frame.

Your eyes sparkled and a child-like smile forms on your face, knowing what he'll say next. "Did you have breakfast already?" Diluc asks, although it was nearly afternoon, and you nod almost immediately. "Then we'll go out and quickly visit the tavern. Afterwards, we can practise your archery." If he was going to shut you up while doing his work, this method was always effective.

You hop off the couch and rushed towards the red-head, grabbing his hand and allow him to lead the way.

Although he adopted you, he did not put himself as your father on the paper and asked of you to call him by his name only, but that didn't matter to you.

You bid Adelinde goodbye and outside, you took big leaps, excited to get on with archery. "(Y/N), slow down. You'll trip and then we'll fall," Diluc points out, slightly bending as he chases after you, trying to keep up in the light of your steps.

You slowed down, walking at a more comfortable pace. For you, stamina was everything but since Diluc wasn't a child, he couldn't go as fast as you wanted. "Sorry, Diluc."

However, throughout that walk, you did stray from time to time, sometimes letting go of his hand to peek what could have been hiding in rustling bushes. "(Y/N), come back here," he would say, gaining your attention back to his side.

Upon entering the gates, a particular someone just had to show up. "Oho~ Fancy meeting you here, Master Diluc," the all too familiar Cavalry Captain greets, souring Diluc's day. Kaeya's smirk stretched a bit, looking quite smug as his eyes move from him and to your petite stature.

"And good morning, (Y/N). Are you here to run errands with Master Diluc?" He asks with a close-eyed smile, ignoring the murderous aura coming from his brother as he leans down to your level, hands on his thighs.

You nod. "I want to learn how to charge my arrow like Fish lady!" you say with a gleam. Kaeya stares dumbfoundedly at you before finally realizing that you were referring to Fischl from the Adventurer's Guild. "Oh, I see That's some intense training, but I'm sure that you can pull it off." He ruffles your hair and chuckles.

"Sir Kaeya, as a captain, you have an awful lot of time to waltz around lazily," Diluc comments, his grip on your hand tightening, but not too hard that it would hurt. This comment's venom flies by over the aforementioned male as he chuckles, shrugging. "What can I say? I'm sure you're well aware that Grand Master Varka has taken all of my knights. Who am I supposed to captain?"

You mused at the two brothers' bickering silently and see that Diluc's eyebrows were twitching-- most likely from the annoyance his brother is giving him. "But as a knight, you should have at least something to do."

"I do, and that's speaking to (Y/N)," he says. "It is a knight's duty to make sure the people are safe and so, I am speaking with him to make sure he isn't being forced into training by you. You know how wrong that is, don't you, Master Diluc?"

"Tch. I'm well aware. And on that note, I believe you're more capable of doing that than I," Diluc crosses his arms as he spoke. It was getting to the point that your feet were starting to annoy you. Standing still was not something you like doing. "Diluc, can we go now?" You tug on the hem of his coat with your free hand and pouted slightly.

This got both of the brothers' attention and they looked at each other. "Apologies, but we have to go now. You know how children are," Diluc says, feeling quite happy.

"Aw, (Y/N), doesn't want to stay with me?" Kaeya pouts. You shook your head and smiled. "I want to train!" you voiced. Kaeya hums in acknowledgement. "Hm, I see. Then, I won't keep little (Y/N) too long. But promise me you'll play with me next time." He offers his pinky finger and you took it, lacing your smaller pinky. "I promise!"

After that, Diluc tugs you along lightly, not wanting to stay anywhere near the captain, heading towards the tavern to speak with a waited person. "(Y/N), you sit here, okay? Don't stray away." Diluc says and helps you up on one of the chairs outside. You nod, swinging your legs that dangle off of the chair. Diluc stares at you and shows a small smile, ruffling your hair, and then walking off.

You were left alone, but not truly alone as you see Diluc not too far from you, talking to a man who looked wealthy themselves. It was probably a business negotiation of some sort, but you were too young to be bothered by trivial matters that did not involve you.

"Hey, hey, look at him." Whispers. To an average person, they wouldn't be able to hear it, but you weren't, and so, you heard children whispering behind you. It was also evident that they were talking about you as you heard another whisper, "He has doggy ears. I want one."

You thought they would just talk like every other person, but that thought was dismissed when you hear light footsteps coming your way. You turned your head to look down at the other children. There were two boys and a girl. The girl was most likely younger than you and the boys were older-- older than yourself. They look like trouble, you thought to yourself.

"Hey, you!" The first one to speak was one of the two boys. He has jet-black hair and wore thick glasses. You hopped off of your seat and stare at them silently, waiting for them to continue. "Is that thing on your head real?"

"Uh, yeah, it is," you answered, getting off from the chair to have a proper conversation with them. It was a common question asked to you that you lost count of how many times someone came up to you and ask.

"I don't believe it," he voiced, crossing his arms and lookin smug. "Yeah, let us touch it," the second one spoke. Your brows slightly furrows. Who were these kids and why were they suddenly asking to touch your ears? Yeah, sure it was strange and not human-like, but who gave these kids courage to spew words like that?

"Sorry, but they're really sensitive.." you state, your brows slightly furrowing. "Oh, please. I bet you're just saying that because it's actually fake!" Without warning, he reached for your ears and tug it harshly and you yelped at the pain. "Woaaah! Did you glue it onto your head? You're so weird."

"Please, let go." You knew how much stronger you were compared to average children, seeing as you had a vision and was trained to combat and so, you didn't dare use force to get him to pull away, wrapping both of your tiny hands on the wrist outstretched to you. Diluc always reminded you to never harm others. "Please, let go!" you repeated, slightly louder than before. Water started to form on the corner of your eyes the more he pulled on your ears.

In response to your distress, your vision glowed and sent a tiny shock of electro from your hands that held onto his. It wasn't harmful, but just enough to make the kid hiss and stumble back. "H, hey, what did you do to him?" The girl reached for her friend, looking at the hand that had a slight purple to it from you.

And to make matters worst, an older woman came running towards you four, seemingly to be one of their mother. "What's going on here?" the lady asks. "Mommy, look what he did to me!" the boy showed his wrist with tears on his face.

With one look at it, the lady turns towards you. "Excuse me, do you have any idea what you just did?" "I asked him if his ears were real and he suddenly attacked me!" Liar. He was lying, but you had no one to back your claims.

She huffs. "How dare you! How would you like it if someone were to do that to you." She reached her long, slender arms for your wrist. "Where are your parents? I'll have them know how naughty you are." Grabbing your wrist, she tries and drags you from your spot.

"That won't be necessary." Just in time, Diluc came back with the same, glaring-like expression on his face. The woman's eyes widened and with a gasp, let's go of your wrist. "Master Diluc?" she calls.

Diluc looks at the woman and to the children, inspecting the wrist that had been bruised. He had heard the conversation from where he stood and sped up his meeting with the person.

"Tell me what happened?" he asks, eyes returning their attention to the woman. "Well, this brat here injured my child and I was about to look for his parents."

"Oh, really? (Y/N), don't tell me you've forgotten what I told you about using your vision?" Although when he asks this, he already knows the answer. You shook your head. "I didn't mean to hurt them, I promise! They were pulling in my ears and.." Your voice grew weaker into silence, drooping your head down, thinking that he wouldn't buy your excuses.

Diluc sees this and immediately kneels down to your level, putting a hand on your shoulders and gain your attention. "Hey, look up. If you know that you are in the right, there is  nothing you should shy away from," his voice was low and spoke softly to you.

Your eyes brightened up a bit and Diluc smiled-- not showing it though. He lifts you off of the ground, putting and arm under you for support as the other went on your back.

The lady was confused but most importantly, scared. "If you're looking for his guardian, you're speaking to them," Diluc spoke, eyes glued on you whilst the words directed to her. "But before you do that, demand the truth from your son." With that, he walked away, leaving the mother to ask what really happened while he comforted you.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and bury your face on his shoulders, trying hard not to let a single tear slip. You idolized Diluc for his skills in combat and his ability to never cry and so, you didn't like crying. It made you feel weak and nowhere near to become like Diluc.

"Hey, it's alright." He rubs your back, noticing your shaking body trying hard not to cry. "It's okay to cry, but don't cry for foolish people. You'll just give them what they want." In moments like these, you see Diluc as a father with his comforting words and life lectures.

You hummed and became silent. Yes, you can't cry for those types of people, you comfort yourself. Taking a deep breath, you peel yourself from his shoulders and showed him the smile that he would never admit he loves to see. A smile that gives others strength with the look of fire in your eyes.

"Alright, do you want to train now?" he asks, slightly smiling. You nod, but stopped yourself. "Wait, don't you still have other things to do?" you ask, to which Diluc ruffles your hair with his free hand. "Those can wait tomorrow. I could use some rest right now."

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[impala666]

The One With The Stoned Guy Part 4 (Still Do)

Here it is! Finally the ending to another episode. I know it took me like forever to finish this episode, but hey at least it it finished! It may take a while, but I am determined to finish this show!!! I am so excited for the next two episodes since it’s a two part episode and it is going to have so much drama!!!

Last Part (Part 3), Series Masterlist

You were standing outside of Joey and your brother’s apartment about to knock, but you honestly had to take a minute even though you felt like a thirteen year old girl who was afraid to face her crush, well you were. You shook your head at yourself, you were starting to wander into what you wanted to think but Joey wasn’t letting you. Letting out a long breath you raised your hand about to knock on your old apartment to announce your arrival, but a voice caught you off guard. “Hey, Y/N,” Phoebe’s voice rang from behind you in the hallway. 

“Hey, Pheebs,” you turned to look at her but noticed the man walking next to her. “Hey, man with Pheebs.”

“Y/N, this is Steve my massage client; the one with the restaurant, and Steve this is Y/N my friend.” You smiled and went to shake his hand as Phoebe introduced the both of you, but your pleasure to meet him was gone. 

“Woaaah,” Steve’s jaw dropped and his eyes shone like he saw the treasure he had been looking for all along when he looked at you. So naturally, you took your hand back and rose a brow at Phoebe.

“What can I say, he’s high as a kite, I’m sorry.” Phoebe shrugged nonchalantly.

“Oh, well that makes sense,” you brushed it off as you noticed how red the man’s eyes were. “Well, good luck with that.” You smiled at Phoebe who stuck her tongue out at you playfully without Steve seeing. 

“Yeah, well good luck with that.” Phoebe sounded like she was joking when she motioned toward Joey’s door. “No seriously, he totally trapped you into this.” With that Phoebe and her guest turned around to knock on Rachel and Monica’s as you turned and forced yourself to knock on Joey’s. 

“Hey,” you greeted the man shyly as you nibbled on your bottom lip out of nervousness. 

“Hey,” Joey greeted with a small smile and shine in his brown eyes. “I didn’t think you’d come.”

“Didn’t really give me a choice,” you shrugged. Still standing in the hallway, “sorry, that was bitchy.”

“Well, if you don’t want to you don’t have to come in. I don’t want you to feel like you were forced.” You could tell that Joey was being sincere, plus you were always the one person that Joey couldn’t lie to. You rolled your eyes at how awkward the both of you were being and put one foot in front of the other and walked past Joey and into his apartment. Now it was just the two of you standing in the kitchen, looking at each other trying to think of something to say. 

“Well, this isn’t awkward at all,” you joked under your breath as you felt sexual tension starting to build ever so slightly. “How was your day?” Asking as you set your purse down and sat down on the stool that was by the kitchen counter. 

“It was good, I had an audition,”

“Oh, that’s great!” You cheered, not knowing you were jumping to conclusions.

“But I didn’t get it.” Joey finished, smiling slightly at your automatic response.

“Oh,” you blushed which was probably obvious. “I’m sorry, but remember what I always told you that just means it just wasn’t right for you and you’ll get something better.”

“You were always my number one fan,” Joey smiled thinking about all the times the both of you would be laying in bed after he didn’t get an acting job that he really wanted and you cuddled him and made him feel better while telling him what you just said word for word.

“Hey,” you reached over and placed your hand on his, “and I always will.” You smiled sweetly. “Now, give me some wine.”

“Got it. I ordered some pizza too. I figured it would be okay since I know you love pizza as much as I do.” Joey talked as he filled a glass for you, grabbed a beer for himself, and walked over and sat on the couch.

“Yeah, that’s great,” you smiled as you got up to sit next to him. Close enough that it’s okay to as friends, but not close enough that it would be wrong since the both of you were broken up and you had a boyfriend. Bryan, who you liked a lot. But you couldn’t help it if your mind wandered to Joey every now and then, like now, when your eyes kept looking down at the man’s lips. 

“So,” Joey shook his own thought of it out of his mind as he looked back up at your eyes. “How’s school?” You immediately lit up in excitement, you couldn’t wait to tell him. Because then maybe the two of you could get back together after he heard the news that you only had a few months left of your program (it was a 6.5 month program, and you had 3 months left). But wait a minute you had a boyfriend that you really liked and whom really liked you, Bryan. 

*******

“What a tool,” Joey scoffed after Monica told him, you, and Ross was Phoebe’s massage-restaurant owning client did to Monica. Apparently since the man was high he kept trying to grab things and eat things without even waiting to eat the food the Monica spent hours making. 

“You don’t wanna work for a guy like that.” Rachel sympathized with her friend, you nodded in agreement from your spot on the armchair as the others nodded along with you.

“I know. I just thought that was, you know...it.” Monica explained what you all understood.

“Hey, you’ll get there. You’re an amazing chef.” Ross told her as he rubbed her shoulder.

“Yeah,” Phoebe chimed in. “You know all those yummy noises? I wasn’t faking.” Phoebe told Monica, helping to make the woman feel better. Once that was done Ross made his way to the counter for a refill and Joey followed him to obviously talk about something, so Rachel, Phoebe, and Monica took their opportunity to ask you about your night.

“So, how’d it go with Joey? Was it weird?” Rachel asked as all of the women turned their attention to you. 

“It was really weird at first, there was so much sexual tension,” you sat forward in your seat.

“Are you kidding there’s always sexual tension between the two of you.” Monica said.

“Well I know,” you smirked at that fact. “But this time it was like we wanted to do something, but we knew we couldn’t. But the whole time I was over there he was so nice to me, the man wasn’t even trying anything.” You pouted as you spoke solemnly. 

“And you didn’t like that?” Phoebe asked confused and a little sarcastically seeing as that was what you said you had been wanting from him; to just be friends with Joey again.

“No,” you sighed disappointed in yourself. “I still love Joey.”

“Nooooooo,” all three of the women let out sarcastically.

“Oh come on,” you looked at them to get serious. “But it doesn’t even matter because he doesn’t want to be with me, plus I have Bryan. So even if I wanted to do something, and I do. I really do, but I can’t so that’s that.” Monica, Rachel, and Phoebe all sat there blinking at you like they didn’t believe a word that you were saying. “Oh, whatever.” You quickly waved off, just so this discussion could be done and you weren’t torturing yourself over things you could not have. 

“You guys want to catch a late movie, or something?” Phoebe asked loud enough for you ladies and Ross and Joey to hear, to which everyone agreed. 

“Woah, shouldn’t we wait for Chandler?” Rachel asked, making all of you realise that your brother wasn’t there with you all. 

“Woah. It’s late, where the hell is he?” Joey asked as he checked the time on his watch to see that it was about 9:00.

But it turned out Chandler was exactly where he didn’t want to be. In his office, late at night, yelling at someone in his office that he wasn’t pleased or happy with the W.E.N.U.S. (Weekly Estimated Net Usage Statistics) which everyone knew was Chandler Bing’s worse nightmare.

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[dnarez]

Chapter 7 - Autumn Coat

It's been a few months since you started to work as a caretaker, nothing grand happened, but the times you left for your break once every 14 days, you always come back to a crying Keigo, and a missing mother.

The last time he wrecked the house, there was glass on the floor, footprints on the ceiling, walls painted with... wine? jelly? blood? You don't know, but it was hell to clean, which of course you made lil birb help too.

By questioning him after cleaning everything and then cleaning him, you discovered that his "mother" gave him coffee, and A LOT of it, and went her merry way to meet with someone.

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To say that you were pissed was a mistake, you were furious, but the commission didn't let you reprehend her, so you had to teach him to not eat and drink something that his mother gave to him, without knowing what it was, and that if he drank coffee he would stop growing, which made him cry, but you promised a day outside with him, where they would eat out, maybe go to a mall, and he could have anything that he wanted.

It was his first time going out to have fun, instead of just going to the gym, or the doctor appointment, so with the 'okay card' from your boss you took him for a stroll, which is why there is a very excited Keigo jumping on your bed at 6am.

"COME. OOOOON!!! WE STILL HAVE A BEAUTIFUL DAY AHEAD OF US!" he shouted while jumping up and down on your bed, his wings flapping behind him.

"Hun, what time it is?" you yawned and sat on the bed.

"It's 6AM! On a Monday!!!"

"I wish you would be this easy to wake up every day, it would make my mornings easier" you huff and got up. "Go wash your face, I will get changed and come to help you change yourself."

"I don't need help! I'm a big boy! I can change myself!" he pouted and crossed his arms.

You smiled at him, seeing how much he opened up to you in comparison to the first day, when he would tremble form how scared he was, and how he talked so little. "I know you can, but you need to put warmer clothes than normal, and it would be better if you didn't pick that awful t-shirt again"

"The one that his written 'Daddy's little boy' with the Endevour's face?" he tilted his head a little.

"Exactly, that one! Now go, we will eat breakfast outside today."

"Woo-hoo!" he raised both hands and was about to jump down to the floor when you held him back and fills his face with kisses "Let me go mommy!" he giggles a lot, and you keep doing it until you decide to release him.

"THE FLOOR IS LAVA!!" You shout and jumps up "If you aren't on your bedroom in 15 seconds the world is going to END!" You say dramatically and open's the door to the laundry room "1... 2... 3... aaaaaand... he's gone" as soon as you opened the door and started the countdown he flew off your small home to his room.

After fixing your bed and washing your face, you went to get changed and choose something comfy, some black jeans, a long sleeved red shirt, a black purse and your favorite beige coat that had white fur on it.

You went to his room to get him ready when you were surprised by the scene, him, Keigo, your baby birb, the cute little shit that was getting more confident with each training, that had the most beautiful smile you had ever seen.

On the floor, curled up in a ball, with a few drops of blood on the ground of the floor, and his mother with her hand in the air, like she was about to hit him...

The world was turning slowly, almost stopping, after three movements of your finger, the one that the nail was always painted black, the dame that had cut the wall.

As the world was moving slowly, you were moving like normal.

5... you calmly walked to Keigo

4... you took him on your arms

3... you put him on the bed

2... you took the pillow case from the pillow

1... you tied both of the hands of Keigo's mother.

The world was back to normal, and Keigo blinked looking at what was now his mother on the ground and you on top of her mobilizing her, while he was no longer on the floor, but on his new fluffy bed that you picked for him "so quick..." he mumbles and look at you with admiration.

You took your phone from your purse, and sat on top of her back "Hello? You saw from the cameras, didn't you? Yeah... I think she needs a few days of vacation... about a week? Okay I let her on the couch then? Thank you, good bye" you turn off the cellphone and look at Keigo who was mouth agape looking at you with shiny eyes. "Let's go?" You smile and pick him up.

"YOU WERE SO AWESOME!!! And didn't you told me to change my clothes?" He hugged your neck

"We can just buy it on the mall but... outside is really cold..." you put him back on the bed and took off your coat "here, I'll lend you my favorite coat, please take good care of it"

He sniffs the coat and is meet by the soft smell of lavender and sweetened coffee.

He looks at you with shiny eyes, "okay!"

You pick him up again and hold his mother's ankle while you drag her to the living room. "Tomorrow is your trainer's day off, so today you can sleep later"

"Woo-hoo!!"

You chuckle and let the woman on the couch, then you go out with him.

"Let's have breakfast and then go out and about"

You carried him to the car, and there you put him on the backseat and when you were going to buckle him up he stopped you.

"Let me do it! I'm a big boy" you nod and watch as he struggles, but after some time does it.

"Good job" you kiss his forehead and goes to the front seat.

As you drive around you put some kids pop, which he sang along to the Disney songs from the movies you showed him.

As you stop at a café that you liked, "Let's go?" He unbuckles himself, and you open the door to him, picking him up again

"I can walk!"

"Not with that bare feet of yours" you tickle his feet which makes him squirm and giggle.

Walking in you take a sit and sat Keigo beside you. "You can get anything, ask away" you took the menu and give it to him "since you learn how to read better I'm sure you can pick what you want"

"Okay!..." he spends 20 minutes  choosing his food, which ended up being a chicken breast sandwich and a soda, you immediately told him no soda in the morning.

"How about some juice?" You offer

"What are you going to drink?" Keigo tilts his head to the side.

"I want to go out and by sweetened coffee from the vending machine, it's my favorite, and no you can't have some"

He giggles and nods "I want strawberry juice!"

"I'm gonna go order it to the cashier, two chicken sandwiches and a strawberry juice"

"Can I pick a dessert?"

"After you eat everything, sure, here play a game on my phone while you wait, I'll be right back" you give him your phone unlocked and go to the cashier.

Keigo is playing on your cellphone when someone approaches him, his little trained feathers don't recognize this person's vibrations, so he looks up and sees a dude with a scary look and long black hair.

They both just stare at each other "sup" Keigo say and discreetly send a feather to you and taps your feet.

You come back to the table and is surprised to see your oldest friend, you give him a big smile "Shouta-niisan!" You hug him, but he only pats your head.

Keigo looks surprised at the interaction, you don't talk about yourself, only the basic and vaguely gives information about what you did before him.

"Is this your kid?" The man looked at Keigo, the man looked like it was around 23 maybe 25.

"Yeah! I'm his-... mom, yeah! I'm his mother" you smile breaking the hug and sat down "too busy to stay?"

He nods and put a can of your favorite sweetened coffee in front of you "You're doing a good job, just be careful, you never know"

You nod back at him and give him a big smile "I will, at least I'm no longer doing patrols, don't forget to call me once a week"

"I never broke a promise, won't start now" he pets your hair and goes away.

Keigo watched the weird transactions extremely curious "Who was him? Is him your older brother? You don't look alike. Why didn't you say goodbye to him? Why does he look like a bun? Why-"

"Enough!" You put your hand on his mouth "He's an old friend, I call him nii-san because I always called him that, no we aren't blood related, he always looked like that, and... we promise to never say goodbye to each other"

"Why?"

"Because a goodbye can be forever, so we just don't say it" a waitress comes to you both and puts everything on the table.

You open the canned coffee and drink it, smiling at him as he eats, you both eat and then went shopping.

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Keigo could fit in anything, and he would look cute you just loved the way he looked on yellow or beige, they fit well with his red wings.

"Hey mom... I wanted to know if-..." he was scared, uncomfortable maybe? About something.

"You can ask me anything Birb, there is no way that I will not answer" you kneeled on the floor besides him and looked at him through the mirror.

"What's your quirk?" He looked at you while fiddling with his hands.

You smiled at him "It's kinda hard to explain, It's better if I show it to you" you took his hand and paid for the clothing, now that he was with some clothes that were good for the Autumn cold weather.

After getting to the car you drove off to the training gym.

"Why are we here?" Keigo recognized the building quickly.

"My power can be a little destructive, its1better to do this in a place that no one can get hurt" going in you went to your private training room with the little boy following you like a baby duck.

"How destructive?" Keigo held your hand and you held his.

"Very, now stay back" you pressed a bottom on the wall "My quirk needs ink all the time to do anything, and I always have it around me, most likely on my point finger, here I can do almost anything" you made a straight line in the direction of the dummies and cut 3 at the same time, cutting through them.

"Woaaah! What else?" Keigo's wings fluffed up at your awesomeness.

You walk to the middle and make a dot next to him, a huge tree appears from nothing surprising him, he falls to the floor shocked.

"I can also make a path of flowers, and the tree will only stay there for a few seconds, but it can surprise the enemy enough to take them down" you move your finger around under Keigo's feet and there grows some flowers.

"My ability is called Celestial Brush"

"THIS IS SO COOL!" He runs to you, and you pick him up when he's close enough. "MOM YOU ARE AWESOME!"

You look at him surprised and hug him tightly "My son, you are awesome too"

You two stay like that for some time, until he bugs you to show more of your ability,  which you do, you show him each trick and technique you learned until now.

https://youtu.be/BRcfqu3hQkY (your quirk)

(Yes this is your quirk, and everything you can do with it)

After showing him everything  you picked him up and you both go back home to take a shower, eat and sleep.

Those moments in his life were the happiest that Keigo had ever been, always protected by you, he was given the love and affection that he always wanted, he didn't care for everything else, he just cared about you, because you were his true mother, the woman that he would run to when he got himself hurt, to ask about life, to ask about anything really, since you also were his teacher. When he had nightmares you would hold him until he calmed down, would kiss his head, would compliment the small things he had done, and would scout him when he did something wrong.

Keigo loved you more than anything in his life, and Hawks miss you dearly in his, because in the end, you still worked for the commission, and he too didn't have a choice when you went away for an important mission.

The day before your departure you both made a pillow nest in the living room, you induced him on his bird instincts, HD wouldn't have such luxury after you went away.

Neither of you talked about you leaving, instead you showed him your favorite movies, snacks and old latin folktales, the feeling of sadness was there the whole moment.

You tried to give as much advice you could, and only took him off your arms to use the bathroom.

Keigo also didn't wanted to let go of you, both sleep hugging each other, you promised that you would come back as soon as you could, that tou would  ever forgive him if he died while being a hero, that you knew he was build for greatness.

Only when you had to leave that you allowed yourself to cry, at the door with only a backpack in hands, you put your coat on Keigo while he sleep, also letting your diary on his bed, to let him have you all the time.

After tucking him on his nest, you kissed his forehead and kisses his toy's head, going out of that house took a lot of strength, you didn't wanted to go, but duty called, you just hopped it would take less then a year.

. . . . .

But it didn't took a year, it took 18 years to take the ring leader down, and just now you were finally going back to Japan, and to the now number 2 pro hero Hawks.

.............. As you can see there is more to this book

[ecemichi]

Tetora Idol Story 3

Hinata: Fufufu. This much isn’t even stealing candy from a baby, it’s stealing the baby~♪

Season: Spring

Tetora: (Aww shucks~, I’ve really done it this time…...)

(I totally forgot that the radio recording was moved to tomorrow~)

(Of course, no matter how long I waited, no one from Ryuseitai would come!)

(That staff member who happened to be passing by really saved me there, apologetically tellin’ me “That’s not in today’s schedule”...)

(Arhghhh! My face turns all red just thinking about it!)

(I even boasted to my karate club juniors about how I had a job today and left⁠—there’s just no way can I go back to Yumenosaki after that.)

(Now I’m here for circle activities, but…)

.....Uu~myu, I don’t think anyone else is comin’. Ah well, it’s not like I’ll just sit down an’ twiddle my thumbs. Today’s just one of those days, right?

Since I’m on my own, I could do some cross legged meditation... but all I really wanna do is vent all this stress out by working out.

Let’s just go to the training room~

Hinata: Ossu, good day to you~☆

Tetora: Aoi-kun… You’re Hinata-kun, right? Ossu, you’re here to train?

Hinata: Hm~m, not quite.

Tetsu-kun, are you the only one here? Have your circle activities been canceled?

Tetora: Did you come here to check out our circle “Shin”, Hinata-kun? Do you want to become a member? Or are you just here to observe?

If that’s the case, I suggest you come another day. It’s just me today.

Hinata: Hmm, I don’t really plan on joining the circle. Sure, martial arts sound like fun, but I’ve already signed up for a bunch of other stuff.

And of course I could just join ‘em all, buuut… the only way to manage that would be via mitosis~♪

To cut to the chase, I’m not here to join “Shin”, but to ask for advice. Your circle’s all about martial arts, so I guess I’m here to humbly request a piece of your wisdom or whatever?

You see, Yuuta-kun and I are in the middle of planning somewhat of a street performance.

Tetora: Guess you could say you’re working your way from the bottom up, huh. Even though 2wink participates in lots of variety shows nowadays…

You guys still continue on doin’ street performances?

Hinata: Well, yeah~ They’re a good learning opportunity, and with no distance between us and our audience they can experience our performance in its rawest form!

This is part of our advertising strategy, so I was thinking about doing our classic 2wink-core acrobatics live, but… that’s just what we do normally, isn’t it?

Then a lightbulb lit up in my head, and I thought, how about we mixed street performance and martial arts together~?

A dynamic dance combining strength and speed! We might just invent a whole new style...☆

Tetora: Street performance and martial arts… U~myuu. It doesn’t really sit well with me. Guess I’m too thick headed?

Hinata: I think it’s a good match~ For example… Hah! Bamboo swords: found! Dunno whose these are, but I’ll be borrowin’ them for a bi~t☆

First you hold them with both of your hands, then take account of how high the ceiling is… Aaand there...it...GOES...!

Tetora: Ah, you’re juggling with them! You’re nimbly throwing them like marbles, that’s so sick, dude! Aren’t they heavy?

Hinata: Fufufu. This much isn’t even stealing candy from a baby, it’s stealing the baby~♪

First you gotta split the swords into three groups...Two...And one! Throw them like they can almost lick the ceiling, and then jump up!

Some sword action mid air! Following that with a somersault~ Aaand it ends in a snap with a kickass pose☆

Tetora: Woaaah! Sick moves, dude~! I got all excited just by watchin’!

Though, you can only do those using tools ‘n stuff right? In karate, your only tool is your body.

I’m probably better off without outside help, heh~

Hinata: That so? I just thought of something reaally cool, though~

…Ah. Maybe Tetsu-kun would be a better pick for this than me?

Tetora: Me?

Hinata: Yes. You put your hand out and, as soon as you say “Ossu!”, pew! Flames burst out of it. We can form a temporary unit, 2wink&Tetsu-kun!

Let’s perform on the streets together♪

Tetora: Thanks for the invitation, but as far as I know I can’t really throw flames out of my hands~?

Hinata: I know that, silly. That’s where my great performance comes in! The moment you assume that karate pose, Yuuta-kun and I will make the flames come out.

If it goes well, Tetsu-kun, you’ll look like you’re the one controlling the flames! It’s a mash illusion of karate and fire performance…☆

Tetora: I wonder if it’d go well, though~...?

Welp, they do say don’t knock it till you’ve tried it. I shall do it rather than think about it!

Hinata: Yep yep, anything’s a challenge~ There’s no demerit in trying out stuff, if all goes south we’ll just explode and die I guess~♪

Tetora: Nope nope nope nope! Explosions are a no-go! Safety first, please!

Mixing street performance and martial arts… I dunno what would come out of it, but I feel like it’s going to help me as well.

I’m a member of Ryuseitai, but I’m also a taichou of some sort.

I should try to challenge lotsa things to be a taichou that can make everyone feel safe~!

jp proof: shiro

en proof: meteorgreen

[hyenahunt]

Beast Survival - 3

Writer: Nishioka Maiko

Season: Summer

Proofreading: royalquintet (JP & ENG)

Aira: (Hyaa! I came here for a change of pace after work, but to think I'd run into Jun Sazanami — my luck is outta this world! ♪ )

[Location: Hanging Garden]

[The next day]

Jun: Mm......

(In the end, our meeting wound up starting right after that so I couldn't ask Ohii-san what he'd meant. I've been reading the script for forever and a day, and even then I still don't have a clue what he was tryna say.)

(On the other hand, I'm not about to just give up like I'm running away with my tail between my legs. Rubs me the wrong way when Ibara sasses me, too.)

(What am I supposed to do...)

Hey. What goes on in your head? What do you feel, Hyena Prince?

Aira: Hmhmhmm~ ♪

(Ah, isn't that Eden's Jun Sazanami over there!?)

(Hyaa! I came here for a change of pace after work, but to think I'd run into Jun Sazanami — my luck is outta this world! ♪ )

(But what's he doing here~?)

(He's holding a script...? Woah, could he be in the middle of rehearsing?)

(What luck to stumble upon Jun Sazanami in the middle of his personal practice~)

(Uhh~ What should I do? Should I call out to him?)

(But he looks like he's real focused. He's been frowning the whole time... It's probably a bad idea to distract him, right...?)

(But this kinda chance is super rare to come by, so it's probably fine just to watch him from here! Yaaay~! ♪ Let's do juuust that~☆ )

...... (He stares intently.)

Jun: ......

Aira: ...... (Still staring intently.)

Jun: ...Hey, uh~? You've been distracting me for a lil' while now — d'you need me for something?

Aira: Wahhh! Y-You noticed me!?

Jun: Why wouldn't I? Stand out that much and even an idiot would notice, y'know.

If I remember correctly, you're Alkaloid's Aira Shiratori-kun, right...?

Aira: Wha!? You actually remembered me!? I'm so happy—! How ravely~♪

Ehehe... sorry for bothering you. I'd wanted to call out to you, actually, but seeing how focused you were I thought maybe I shouldn't get in your way...

Jun: Nah, I wouldn't be bothered by something like that. Why not come sit with me instead of standing all the way over there?

Aira: Huh? Is it really okay? Well then — don't mind if I do! 'Scuse meee~♪

By the way, Sazanami-senpai, what kinda script are you reading~?

Oh, I know this director! My fav idols were in their last production!

I went for both the first day and the final performance, and it was suuuper ravely and just the absolute best~!

Huh? If you've got this script then that means... Sazanami-senpai, are you gonna be taking part in the next stageplay!?

Jun: That's right, I got an offer to star in it. But damn, this director really is pretty popular, huh~

Aira: Woaaah~! You're even starring in it!?

That's sooo super cool! And yeah, that's right! They're the talk of the town these days ♪

I'm definitely gonna come and watch, okay~! Maybe I'll even come for every single showing... ♪

Jun: Ah... I'm happy to hear that, thank you.

Aira: ...? Um...? Could it be you're actually not too happy about it? Did I go overboard with what I said.....?

Jun: Ah, no, not one bit! That's not it at all. Sorry if I worried you.

I'm happy about it too, really, but... well, how d'you put it... I'm having some trouble with the role... so I've just been a lil' stuck on how to get into character.

Aira: Ooh~ So even someone from Eden runs into that kind of thing, huh.

It's actually kinda refreshing to hear that. I'd always thought you guys could do pretty much anything without breaking a sweat.

Jun: That's seriously not the case at all. The way everyone around us keeps getting stronger and stronger, it's all we can do to cling on with all we've got day in and day out to keep from falling behind.

Aira: Hmm. Big mood, honestly~

Say... Could I have a peek at the script...?

Jun: Hm? Ahh, sure thing. Here you go.

Aira: Yaaay! ♪ ...Ooh, so this is what a stageplay script looks like, huh. How ravely~ ☆

...... Mmhm... I see~ So this is about a world of animals. It definitely looks pretty hard to play...

But if it's the great Jun Sazanami then I'm sure you're gonna ace it! You'll slip right into your role — I just know it!

Jun: Ah~... Thanks for that.

(Mmm. His belief in me feels really sincere... I appreciate it, but considering how I don't even have a plan for what to do, I feel kinda bad about it.)

Aira: Animals, huh~.... Speaking of which, I heard on TV the other day that pet dogs gradually grow to resemble their owners~

And on top of that, pets and owners can even mysteriously communicate with each other.

So Sazanami-senpai, maybe if you hit up some peeps with pets and talk to them about 'em, it might actually help as reference for you, right~?

Jun: ! I see...

(I didn't think of that. And here I'd even been taking care of Ohii-san's Bloody Mary for a little while.)

(She sure has come to understand what he's thinking, somehow.)

(In the end, Ohii-san took her with him when he transferred to Starmony Dorm, and I recently moved from the school dorms to the ones here myself.)

(Since we're in different rooms, I don't get to see her as often these days, though.)

(Hitting up people who've kept pets longer than I have and hearing what they have to say, huh... That might actually work.)

Mm. That's a great idea! I'm not gonna make any progress just standing around having a staredown with the script, after all. I'll give chatting with some pet owners a go instead.

In that case, the easiest person to ask would be Ohii-san, wouldn't it. Wait, but he's got some family matters to attend to today and won't be back till the afternoon, or something like that.

Aira: Then, why not head on over to Tattsun-senpai's place?

Whoops, you're not gonna know who it is with that nickname. To Kazehaya-senpai's place, I mean.

Jun: Ahh, 'cause his name's Tatsumi, yeah? But why Kazehaya-senpai? Does he have a pet?

Aira: Tattsun-senpai isn't keeping anything himself, but he's mentioned that his roommate Oogami-senpai has a dog.

So we could get Tattsun-senpai to act as our go-between with Oogami-senpai!

Our Alkaloid work for today is over, so Tattsun-senpai's gone back to his own room, I think.

Jun: Ohh, that's right. Oogami-san does have a dog. Well, I guess I'll drop by for a chat, then?

Aira: In that case... If it's alright, could I come along with you, Sazanami-senpai?

Jun: Huh? 'Course I don't mind. Besides, it'd probably come as a surprise if I visit Kazehaya-senpai alone out of the blue, so it'd actually help me out a bunch if we go together.

Aira: Hooray~♪ If it's all decided, then let's go right away!

(Getting to watch Jun Sazanami prepare for his role from up this close... say, aren't I on a roll!?)

(ES really is a paradise filled to the brim with raveliness... I'm seriously sooo happy I became an idol~! ♪)

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Flower | 25

; Hoseok x Reader

; Genre: Fluff

; Word Count: 4.2k

; Warnings: Drunken behaviour

; Synopsis: You finally decide to take a dip into the world of online dating and find the Flower dating app. One of the top matches for you proves to be a guy who looks to be your complete opposite; tattooed, pierced, a metalhead and oh…incredibly handsome. What happens when you throw caution to the wind and reach out to him?

; A/N: This is a fun chapter and I hope you all enjoy it too :D please let me know what you thought in the comments and reblog it so others can read it too!

; Flower Masterpost

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“Aren’t you bothered that he’s over there and not with you?” Jungkook asks, pointing over to the bar where Hoseok is currently standing and having what appears to be a very serious conversation with Namjoon, Eden and Jimin. Though given how tipsy he had been half an hour ago, you weren’t sure whether it was ‘meaning of life’ serious or ‘were all the children on Barney on drugs’ serious. 

Smiling, you shake your head and take a sip of your Coke that you’ve been nursing for an hour now. “I’m his girlfriend, not his keeper. Besides, it’s his birthday. He can spend it wherever and with whoever he wants.” 

“Very nice of you.” The younger man mumbles and you note the way he keeps shyly looking over at Soyeon, currently sitting opposite you in the booth you’d all situated yourselves in upon arriving. There were too many of you all now with Hoseok’s friends combined with you, Chungha and Soyeon, so they were also sprawled onto a table next to you.

“I’m just saying, but you’d both make a great couple.” The words whisper light against Jungkook’s ear and he shivers slightly as your breath tickles the small hairs of his neck. But he doesn’t say anything in response, instead just setting his jaw before looking back at his bottle of beer.

You’re not sure why you suddenly got bold enough to tell him that, but you were always braver when it came to helping your friends. On your own, you hated talking on the phone but if they needed you to talk on the phone for them then god dammit you’d do it.

Still though, you decide not to push it any further. You’ve said your peace and indicated to him that not only do you think they’d work well together, but also that you would most definitely approve if they decided to actually try out a relationship. The thought of it was quite exciting and you wondered if this was how Chungha and Soyeon had felt when you’d started dating Hoseok.

Leaning back, you casually listened in to the conversation that Chungha, her girlfriend Dahyun, Soyeon, Yoongi and Amelia were all having while Jungkook occasionally added his input. He was a naturally quieter guy, like you, which meant you both ended up simply observing for a lot of the time. Though you were even quieter than him as you weren’t drinking unlike everyone else.

From the glazed look in Chungha’s eyes, she was well on her way to being inebriated and you wondered whether it was the glass of white wine in her hand that was doing it or the two double Southern Comfort and lemonade’s that she’d practically inhaled earlier. Dahyun didn’t look much better and you chuckled as she struggled to get out a word, tripping over her own tongue as she slurred.

Amelia was also sober, due to her normal baby duties outside of this event, and you were pleased that she’d finally been able to come out for something. She’d told you earlier that the baby was being looked after by her sister for the evening, meaning this was the first time that Namjoon and her had been able to socialise like this with their friends in months.

You were pleased that she’d come for Hoseok’s birthday and as you looked over all his friends that were dotted around the room in his favourite bar, you felt a warm happiness swell in your chest at the knowledge they’d all come out for him. You couldn’t imagine being this cosy with this many people like he was but you’d long ago recognised that you were both different people with different needs.

So while you’d inevitably grow bored and tired of being around so many people in...okay well you were already there really, you knew that Hoseok would happily keep going until the early hours of the morning. And he’d made his intentions of getting absolutely fucked earlier in the day to you after he’d opened his presents.

Your vinyl player had gone down very well thankfully and he’d been ecstatic about it, desperate to begin playing some of the many records he’d already been gifted from his family and friends. Along with that, he’d begun drinking at noon with a bottle of special ale that he’d been given by Seokjin and had declared that for the first time in almost a year, he was going to get absolutely wrecked tonight.

The idea of that was horrible to you, someone who hated drinking, but you knew he didn’t let loose like this anymore. So you were more than happy to watch him drink himself into blissful happiness, surrounded by his beloved friends before driving him home later when he was probably too drunk to walk straight.

You were just very thankful that he didn’t do this often as you weren’t sure you could handle it.

“You should go to England, it’s great with a lot of history and beautiful landscapes outside of London. Plus, you can travel to Europe really easily as it’s so damn cheap. I mean, they can take a train to Paris! What the fuck?” Yoongi says, his voice a tone higher than it’s normal deep and rumbling level. 

Laughing quietly, you watch as Chungha nods in an overexaggerated manner before pointing at Yoongi to make a point. Only she’s completely off and is instead pointing out towards the bar. Smiling, you gently take her hand and move it to the correct position and snicker when she doesn’t even realise you’ve done it.

“Right?! I mean...I mean a train! To another country! Like...woaaah. It’s crazy. Can you imagine? Do they have planes over there? Or is it all trains and stuff?” Dahyun gasps at Chungha’s slurred questions and you bite your lip in amusement, rolling your eyes at your best friend’s drunken ramblings.

“Chungha, you know they have planes. You flew from Greece to Italy, remember?” There’s a really blank expression on her face for a moment before realisation hits and she ooh’s loudly, excitedly waving her hands in front of her face.

“Oh my god! Yes! I did! Oh, Greece was so pretty. So...so blue. Pretty.” Jungkook is the one to snort this time and you look at him, raising your brows in question but he just shakes his head, a small smile dancing on his lips.

Finally, you decide to get involved with the conversations, leaning forward so that they can hear you better. “I’ve never even been out of the country before. Hoseok’s been to England though, some metal festival or something.”

“Yeah! That’s the trip I went on. We went to Download Festival and travelled around the UK after that. Went to Wales and Scotland too to get the full experience but we couldn’t get to Northern Ireland in time. Sucks, I wanted to see those big stone thingies in the sea. Man, Hoseok got seriously fucked at Download though. Like, he got into a drinking competition with these guys from the UK in the tent next to us and they absolutely destroyed him. He was vomiting everywhere all night.” Your brows rise at that, looking over at your boyfriend where he’s stood at the bar.

Well, he hadn’t told you that. Made himself sound far more cooler than what Yoongi had just told you.

“I thought he could hold his drink?” You ask, though you’re wondering about that as you watch him down another glass of beer. He’d never got so drunk that he’d vomited around you yet, but given his history you wouldn’t put it past him.

"He can, to a degree. But he was mixing all kinds of alcohol that day and it just...was bad. They thought it was hilarious. Hoseok did not enjoy the next day as he still went to the stages and watched the bands. Idiot almost got a migraine."  Despite his words, there’s an incredibly fond look on Yoongi’s face and you note that he’s probably not quite as drunk as you’d initially thought.

Soyeon snorts with laughter and you look at her with a frown before noting the way she nods with her head towards your side with an amused smile. Glancing over, you realise that Jungkook has left and your boyfriend has taken his place. 

There's a glassy look to his eyes that tells you he's a bit drunker than before and you wonder what Jimin had been giving him at the bar. The mischief maker, who you'd been well warned about by both your boyfriend and his friends, had sworn to make sure Hoseok had a great night. Which evidently meant he had to get the birthday boy absolutely shitfaced.

Hoseok feels overwhelmingly warm as he leans a little too heavily against you, his face having gone incredibly red from the alcohol he’d spent the day consuming. But as soon as you look at him, he gives you what you presume is meant to be a charming smile but instead makes it just look like he has wind.

And then he blinks really hard, causing you to tilt your head at him in confusion. He does it again before blowing you a rather sluggish kiss and you realise what he’s doing with a snort, holding your hand against your mouth.

“Baby, you’re not winking at me. You’re just blinking very hard.” The smooth skin of his forehead wrinkles immediately as he obviously thinks about what you’ve just said before he tries again, getting the same result. And then he purposefully holds one eye open with his fingers, causing you to laugh even harder as you take his hand to stop him from potentially hurting himself.

“Oh my god, please stop." Reaching out, you playfully cover his face with your hand and giggle when he simply flops his head into your palm, eyes closing with a ridiculously loud sigh. It was just after 1am and you were a little surprised he seemed to be flagging already.

Then again, you remembered that he'd been drinking in some form since noon now. The fact he could barely hold his head up right now was possibly the least surprising thing you'd heard all night.

“Are you okay?” Leaning closer to him, you make sure that he can hear you over the raucous talk and laughter of the other bar patrons and the music that’s blaring over the speakers. For a few seconds he doesn’t respond and you wonder whether he heard you, but then you see his face wrinkle and realise he was just taking that long to comprehend what you’d say to him.

“I’m not a baby.” He whines, bottom lip jutting out almost comically and you have to steel yourself to stop from laughing at him. Because he was certainly acting like one right now. But it also endeared you to him and you simply pushed at his lip till it was back in place. Each blink looks particularly slow and lethargic, telling you that he’s probably reached his limit.

“I didn’t say that but okay. Do you want to go home?” This time, you speak clearly into his ear as close as you can get. Almost immediately he makes a noise of protest, his shoulder coming up as he cringes from your voice being so close. ASMR always made him shrink away and you felt a little bad.

But he doesn’t start protesting wildly like some drunk people might, proclaiming himself to be perfectly fine and ready to troop on through the night while downing beer after beer. Instead, he stares blankly at the bottle in his hand for a minute or so, oblivious to the chatter of which 90s boy band was better before nodding slowly.

“‘M tired.” He sighs out and you watch closely as he lifts the bottle to his lips, about to take a sip before sighing and placing it back down on the table with an overly loud thunk. It makes some of them jump around the booth, their eyes widening in drunken surprise and you give them all a smile of apology.

“Here, enjoy this,” You say to Yoongi, hanging him the beer that Hoseok has rejected. There’s no point in letting it go to waste when there’s someone more than willing to have it. “Birthday boy is done for the night it would seem.”

That makes everyone pause, all of their gazes moving to your boyfriend. Hoseok doesn’t notice them, though you’re not sure he notices anything really given how it looks like he’s about to fall asleep right there. Chungha pouts dramatically and holds her arms out, wanting a hug from you which you give her with a laugh.

Looking over at the others, who are slightly more sober, you give them a stern face. “Please make sure she doesn’t drink too much and gets home okay.”

“She’ll be fine.” Soyeon says and you realise she’s the closest thing to sober on the table outside of Amelia. It even looks like she has a big glass of water to keep her going too and you give her a relieved smile before gently persuading Hoseok to leave the booth. He wavers dangerously on his feet, once standing, trying to get his balance before staggering off with his weight leaning heavily on you.

“God, you’re much heavier when drunk.” You mutter, shifting yourself to cope better with the dead weight of his arm on you. There’s a brief pause by the bar to say goodbye to everyone else, and you’re not surprised when no one protests you leaving when they see how far gone Hoseok is now, before you successfully manage to navigate out of the busy bar and onto the street.

Your car was in the nearby parking lot and what had been a two minute walk ended up being ten minutes with Hoseok walking at a snail’s pace. Though that was because he’d almost fallen over about three times. He was surprisingly quiet though, which you found odd as he was pretty loud and boisterous when tipsy.

Not a single word leaves his mouth until he’s slouched in the passenger seat of your car with his seatbelt finally secured, looking very much like the drunk person he was with his limbs placed wherever they’d happened to land. His head rolls back on his shoulders until it thumps against the window, letting him look at you as you fasten your own seat belt and turn the key in the ignition.

“‘Luff you.” He mumbles, the words slurred but still audible to you over the quiet noise of the car engine. Glancing over at him, you can’t help but smile as your heart squeezes at the sight of him. His eyes are beyond glassy now, so unfocused and yet it’s almost like he’s looking at you with his own heart. Hoseok is not only a quiet drunk, but a sappy drunk too apparently.

The speakers kick to life as it connects to Spotify on your phone and you cringe slightly as Metallica starts playing. You’d let him pick the playlist for the night and now you were going to have to suffer for the rest of the journey home as you’d already started driving.

Hoseok is so quiet on the trip back that you keep panicking, looking over to make sure he’s okay only to be met with his blank, impassive stare. Though you think it’s probably only blank because thinking is likely too hard at the moment. It makes you want to giggle at the thought but you don’t, biting your lip to stop yourself.

“You’re pretty,” Glancing at him quickly, you note the way his hand is wavering as he attempts to touch your cheek, only his aim is wildly off and you make a noise of protest as he instead bops you on the nose. It doesn’t deter him though and for the sake of driving safely, you take his hand and press it to your cheek instead. “So pretty. Love you.”

“Okay Hobi, I get it. Thank you. Now, please stop poking my face while I’m driving, okay? You can touch my face all you want when we get home.” You ask him, giving him a persuasive look before taking his hand and squeezing it before placing it back on his lap. For a moment, you think he’s going to argue but he quietens down again, slouching and you’re not sure you’ve ever loved him more than in this moment weirdly.

The rest of the journey is much easier and you pack up outside your apartment building with ease, Hoseok’s car next to your own. Getting him to your apartment is a bit of an issue given he doesn’t appear to have really sobered up any since leaving the bar and you have to cajole him into getting back up when he slides down the wall of the elevator, giggling to himself as he sits. It’s only with the promise of cuddles and Kasumi that he finally gets back up and staggers down the hall to your door.

“God, I really hope I don’t have to do this too much.” You mutter as you get him inside, watching as he toes off his shoes while leaning heavily against the wall. As much as you love him, you hate dealing with drunk people because there’s just no reasoning with them sometimes. Thankfully, at least Hoseok appears to be an amenable drunk.

“Hello my baby! My little angel, oh hello chicken. My little Kasumi-pud, my beautiful girl. I’ve missed you! Aren’t you the cutest kitty?” Hoseok has become immediately distracted by the sight of Kasumi as she walks over to greet you both, the soft chirp causing Hoseok to explode into even more drunk nicknames that get increasingly ridiculous.

And then you curse as he gets a little over eager in his attempts to pet her, bending over instead of crouching and soon toppling onto the floor due to his lack of balance. Kasumi starts, her eyes wide and every inch of her primed to run before moving back over to Hoseok, sniffing his nose and mouth curiously as he simply giggles and strokes her in a surprisingly gentle motion.

“Hoseok! Come on, get up. I don’t want you to hurt yourself now.” You grumble, helping him to stand despite his protests at wanting to stroke his ‘ickle chicken’. Why he was calling her that, you had no idea.

You’re soon shown that Hoseok is even more of a handful once home as you turn around to take your own shoes off and hang up your coat because as soon as you’re back, you realise he’s gone. Eyes widening, you wonder where the fuck he went before you hear the shower turning on in the open bathroom door.

Rushing inside, you see Hoseok has half undressed himself and is standing in the shower, eyes closed as the water beats down on him. Only he’s still wearing his shirt and is only naked on the lower half, causing you to sigh and roll your eyes. 

“Hobi, come on. I don’t want you to get hurt or...drown or something.” Grasping his arm, you try to encourage him out of the shower without causing him any harm but he yanks his arm away in protest, a sound that he must assume is a word leaving his mouth before he goes to grab his shampoo.

“Fuck sake.” You mutter, realising he is not going to let you take him out of the shower. Fine, if he won’t leave then you’ll at least make sure he doesn’t drown himself. It takes a bit of encouragement to get him to take his soaked shirt off but you appease him by instead taking over the hard work of washing his hair and body for him. Why he’s so insistent on this you don’t know, until he mutters when you wash his arm.

“Icky. I’m icky. Stupid Sambuca.” It’s then that you realise his arm is ever so slightly sticky beneath the water. Someone evidently spilled Sambuca over his arm instead of actually drinking it, and your nose wrinkles at the thought of him going to bed stinking of aniseed, alcohol and being sticky.

Drunk Hoseok apparently makes the occasional good decision.

Once out, you manage to help him get a towel wrapped around his waist before he decides he wants to impale himself on his toothbrush. Brows rising as you watch him, you wonder if this is just general drunk Hoseok behaviour. He was a generally neat person normally but you don’t particularly remember anyone getting this drunk and demanding to be clean before bed.

Still though, you don’t want him to hurt himself so you carefully brush his teeth for him. And try not to notice the fact he’s giving you that sappy look once more. It’s not quite as cute when his mouth is full of toothpaste foam. Or maybe it’s even cuter given he’s evidently incapable of controlling his facial expressions.

After coaxing him to spit out what was in his mouth, and not swallow it like he’d almost seemed like he was going to, you finally get him to the bedroom where you make him sit on the bed. He does so pliantly, his lips pressed together in a content smile that makes his dimples show and causes him to look far younger and sweeter than the extensive tattoos on show do.

Brushing his hair for him, you press a kiss to his forehead before pointing at him with narrow eyes. “Stay here. Do not move. I’m going to get you a glass of water that I want you to drink and then we’ll dry you off and get you dressed, okay?”

His response is a nod, looking very much like a child with how eager it is and you snort in amusement before leaving to the kitchen. You’re probably gone a minute, if that, before heading back into the bathroom with a glass full of fresh water and pausing in the doorway at what you’re seeing.

Hoseok has not sat still like you’d told him. Instead, he’s stood up and is now completely naked. Only he apparently appears fascinated by the fact he has a penis and is too busy giggling to notice your arrival. 

Clearing your throat, you watch as he looks up with wide eyes. If you’d thought it was because he’d been caught doing...whatever he was doing, then you were wrong because instead he just gives you the brightest smile. You’re about to ask what’s wrong when he proceeds to point down to his groin with excitement.

“Look! A helicopter!” And then he gyrates his hips until his dick swings in a circular motion, causing you to sigh so deeply that you’re not entirely sure if you haven’t just felt your soul leave your body. Taking a moment to yourself, you stare at the floor before looking up with a smile.

“That’s great Hoseok. Now please drink this while I get you dressed.” He pouts at your lack of reaction but you figure it’s probably the best route right now. Otherwise he might be encouraged by your laughter to do something even more silly. The last thing you need is for him to wake up having injured himself doing something stupid in your bedroom.

He takes the glass from you and begins to drink, the sound overly loud and exaggerated but you don’t question it as you make him lean against the wall, allowing you to get him into some boxers without him falling over and hurting himself. A shirt gets childish whines, apparently he’s too hot, but you finally get it on him and get him to sit back on the bed.

“I’m going to get you another glass. Please...just sit there, okay?” There’s no response this time and you wonder what he’s got upto this time when you head back to the bedroom, only to find silence greet you. 

Silence, because Hoseok has evidently decided it was time to sleep. He’d curled himself up under the covers, despite his insistence of being warm, on your side of the bed and appeared to be completely gone. Smiling fondly at him, you place the glass on the bedside table next to him before finding his phone from the jeans he’d thrown off in the bathroom and plugging it in to charge next to yours.

Thank god he’d taken these off before showering.

Going through your own nightly routine, you crawl into bed next to him on his side and sigh as his scent overwhelms you. Hoseok doesn’t move at all and you wonder how strong his hangover is going to be in the morning. Or if he’ll even remember anything that’s happened.

You’re definitely telling him about his dickcopter though. Chuckling to yourself finally at the memory, you shift forward till you can kiss his clothed shoulder fondly and get yourself into a more comfortable position.

His tattoos were never going to look intimidating ever again now.

[snow-whiteandred-rose]

Hi 👋🏾 can I make a request where bts is filming for Run BTS and their child interrupts/ walks in the way of the camera to get to them.

Reaction: Their Child walks in while Run BTS

A/N: This one was such a cute request an idea. I’m soft for BTS with kids. I hope it turned out somehow as you imagined it to be. Take care everyone!- Eve

Word count: 2K Genre: Fluff

"달려라 방탄!", his dad cheered. Your son sat next to you with eyes as big as the universe. He was so fascinated by all the lights and people around him. And everyone seemed to be there for his dad and uncles. Today's episode was being filmed in a show kitchen. The perfect surrounding for his dad. He was a great cook, better than his mommy. Jin was standing in the middle of the set and watched the other six interested. "Why isn't Daddy cooking?" your son asked. "He is the judge today. He has to decide who made the best meal." you whispered back. "Because Daddy already is the best cook!" he smiled. Y/S/N watched them with great interest. Suddenly he saw how his dad winked at him and waved his hand. A sign to come over to him. He crouched down so that his uncles won’t see him. Once he arrived Jin also lowered down to his level "So, who do think is best so far? You can see everything a lot better." Your son thought about it and quickly answered "Uncle Namjoon is really bad at cutting things. But Uncle Yoongi is very good." he made a serious face. Jin copied his sons expression "Ahhh I see. I knew it! Thanks son. That helps me a lot." Satisfied Y/S/N toddled back to his mom. This procedure went on the entire cooking time. Your son was so happy, that his dad needed his help. "One minute left." A men shouted. "Y/S/N, come here." Jin opened his arms. He dashed through the crowd and was lifted up by his Father's arms. "This is my Sous-chef for today." Jin looked at his son. Even the last person now saw, that these two were Look-A likes. "He is going to help me judge your creations. So let's start."

June was the perfect time to pick Strawberries. So the Run BTS production team decided that is was time for them to visit a farm. It was Saturday, so it gave you the perfect opportunity to bring your daughter into the nature and have her dad around. "Dad, when do you know that a Strawberry is ready?" Y/D/N asked while the three of you made your way to the meeting point. Yoongi took her hand and put her on his shoulders "When they are big and red. Just like your boots. But if you are unsure, you can taste as much as you like." Unfortunately it started to drizzle just before they wanted to shoot. But everyone agreed that it didn't really mattered and started to film. "Y/D/N, let's go and search for Strawberries there." you pointed to an area a bit offside so that no one would be disturbed. She ran and squealed, finally being able to pick some fruits. The rain was getting more and more. But your daughter wasn't taking note of that. Her little head disappeared in the rows of plants. Her little fingers eagerly picked one Strawberry after another and placed them gently into the basket. Suddenly a big hand took the same berry she wanted to have. "I saw that one first." her dad's voice said. She looked up and saw him smiling at her. He opened an umbrella to protect his daughter from the rain. "Luckily you are wearing your boots. Mommy and daddy looked out for you." She showed him her little basket full of strawberries. "Do you want some?" she sweetly asked him. "The Min's are going to win, because you found so many, Y/D/N. Let's head back to get your prize."

"Cos Hoseok hurt his ankle, we decided to film today's episode inside. You are going to play different games. Such as charade and whispering games." the producer explained. You had to get a few things organized at home and asked Hobi if he could take your daughter with him. He was always excited to show of his little sunshine. So there was no second thought. Y/D/N was happily munching her cookies while wearing her big headphones and bopped her head to the music. The first rounds worked out quite well for her dad considering his injury. But when it came to "Guess the word", a game such as charade, your daughter was able to see his struggle getting up and move around. She took of her headphones and rushed to his side. "Daddy, you can whisper the word on my ear and I will show it. Okay?" she looked at him with big puppy eyes. "Thank you, Sunshine. I will tell you the first word then." You daughter started to spin around and pretend to shoot out something out of her palms. "Iron man! Ballerina! Ice skater?" her uncle’s shouted. "Nooooo. Shhhhhhhh. Shhhhh. Trallalala" the little girl continued to spin and jump around while making these noises. Hobi layed on the floor, holding his belly and laughed like crazy. "Sunshine, let's do the next word. They don’t get it." With every new word it was clear, that she inherited the Jung-sound machine gene. After the round was over everyone was in the floor grasping for air. "Dad, they are no fun to play with. You and Mommy are better in guessing." "You've done a great job, Y/D/N. Your uncles are just a bit slow."

Because your kindergarten had a cleaning day, you asked Namjoon to take your son with him. They had to film a new Run BTS episode, but considering that it was going to be in an interactive museum it was perfect. Your son was over the moon once he heard that he could spend the day with his dad and uncles. "Promise me to stay quiet and to behave yourself, okay Y/S/N? Daddy has to work." you asked him as you zipped up his bright blue jacket. "I will, Mommy. I'm going to go the dinosaurs. Rwarrr!" he made a claw with his tiny hands and clenched his teeth’sy. "Woaaah, what is that? A new dangerous type of dinosaur?" Namjoon smiled and took your sons hand. "Are you ready buddy?" Your son nodded excitedly and you gave him a peck on the cheek. "Have fun you two." Namjoon picked his little boy up and quickly kissed you. "Bye Mommy." An hour into the shot Y/S/N was getting a bit bored. Namjoon arranged a small table for him with pencils and a colouring book. He looked over to his uncles running around in the big museum hall. A man behind a camera counted down the time and quickly all seven of them gathered. Your son didn't understood what the men was telling his dad. But he spotted a sign with a silhouette of a dinosaur on it. He put on his little green backpack and ran as fast as his little feet would carry him. "Daddy. Look! Can we go there?" Namjoon was surprised by his son’s loud voice and crouched down to him. "Were do you want to go?" Your son pointed to the sign. "We have a break soon and then we can see the dinosaurs, okay buddy?" The men behind the camera spoke up, "A location change would be great. So what do you think Y/S/N? Shall we see what the dinosaurs are doing?" The little boy squealed of joy and took Namjoon's and Yoongi's hand who was standing next to him. "Come on, uncles! I will help you! I'm an expert!" he pulled their hands. "Then you can join Uncle Jin's team. The other ones have your dad."

"For mother's day, you are going to create a beautiful present. Here are all the utensils and materials you can use." the staff member announced. Your son was sitting quietly next to Manager Sejin. He played with his toy cars and drove them over Sejins thighs back to his. A few minutes have passed as Y/S/N noticed how his dad seemed to struggle. Everyone else was getting their materials, but he was just standing there and brooded. "Can I help my dad?" he asked Sejin. "Why are you so much like him? " he chuckled and asked the producer. "Y/S/N you can go. But be careful because of the cables." The little boy walked over to his dad determinated to help him. He tucked his shirt and Jimin looked down "Baby Mochi, what are you doing here?" he picked his son up and stroked the hair out of his face. "I wanted to help you. We can do something for Mommy together." Jimin kissed his chubby cheek and they started to collect materials. "Mommy likes flowers and she always has flowers on the table. Can we do something with flowers?" Y/S/N asked. "Sure, flowers sound perfect." After they got everything they needed, Jimin sat down and placed his son on his lap. Concentrated both of them tied together the flowers and nicely arranged them. "I think we should not add too much glitter, dad. Mommy doesn't like that." he seriously said. Jimin laughed "I know, Baby Mochi. Believe it or not, I know your mommy longer than you." The little boy turned around, "But you didn't know what you wanted to make before I helped you." Off screen Sejin laughed, because your son resembled Jimin in every way possible.

"Daddy, why didn't we took Tannie with us?" your daughter asked from the backseat of the car. "There are a lot of other animals. So Tannie would not have felt comfortable, sweetie. We will see him again in the evening. Mommy looks after him", Taehyung explained as he took the last crossing and parked the car. "Noble Miss Kim, we have arrived. If I may take your purse?" Y/D/N giggled and jumped out of the car and ran to the production team. "As you can see, today's episode will take place at an animal shelter. Each of you will be assigned a different enclosure. Afterwards you will receive your tasks." "Y/D/N, Daddy has to go change. Please stay here and wait. I'm going to pick you up, okay?" Tae bended down to your daughter. "Okay", she pouted. He ruffled her hair and disappeared. "Unnie, I have to go to the toilet. But you don’t have to come with me. I can already go alone." the little girl said and ran off. While she was on her way back she heard her favourite sound in the world "Guinea pigs!" she screeched and followed the squealing noises. "Ohhhh so many piggies. Hello. My name is Y/D/N." she greeted every single one of them. Because it was an open-air enclosure she opened the fence door and sat down in the middle. She took a kohlrabi leaf and started to feed the Guinea pigs. Y/D/N was so engrossed by her new friends that she didn't heard the sound of a clicking camera. "I think Tannie will be a little jealous when he sees that." her dad chuckled and leaned over the fence. "Can you take another picture? I want to show him and mommy all the different colours." she grabbed for a brown and black one. "Then let's have a photo shoot. One the count of three. Smile!"

"No Mommy! Enough! It's sticky.", your daughter complained. "The sun is shining too bright, Y/D/N. You will get sunburn. Please stay still." you said as you rubbed the sunscreen on her arms and face. "But Dad isn't wearing any." she whined. You glared at Jungkook and he quickly took the bottle and smeared the cream messily over his face. "Tada! See, now Dad is also protected. And we still look cool." Your daughter laughed "Everything is in your hair now." "The water will wash it off. Are you ready, sweetheart?" he opens his arms and lifted the girl up. "Be careful you two!" you shouted after them. "Yeah." Jungkook and your daughter screamed back in unison. The production team of Run BTS planned a water park episode. And because fun and adventure was second nature to your daughter, just like her dad, they allowed to have her in. "Y/D/N, we have to slide down as fast as we can, okay? We have to win against Uncle Jimin." Jungkook placed his daughter onto his lap and crawled forward to the mounting. "Have fun, Uncle Jimin." she waved and smiled to him. "How is your mother handling two of you?" he mumbled. With a big splash they landed in the water. With a joyful laughter Y/D/N came to surface and paddled to the pool edge. Jungkook never left her side and gently placed her on the grass. "Off to the next station, daddy!" she excitedly jumped and ran. "What are you feeding her JK? She is like a tornado." Suga pointed out. "Daaaad! Uncles! Can we do that?" your daughter shouted and pointed to group of people, who were gliding over the water with an enormous speed while sitting on an enlarged rubber ring. "Sure, let's go!"

[fortheloveofkuroo]

HAIKYUU AU;

Part 1 Part 2

Karasuno boys are having a sleepover in your place, their Manager!

7. Hinata Shouyo

Aweee look at those adorable face TwT

I'm a huge softie for first year tbh like.. WHO DOESN'T.

You know how Hinata supposed to ride his bike trough the mountain for half an hour and nu-uh baby you don't have to do that.

He doesn't mind though, he got his trusty rain coat stored back in his bag.

BUT STILL.

You insist at having the boys staying over night in your house. Watching you and Daichi having an argument it's like watching his parents quarelling.

"What about the others with a far house? Like Hinata, huh?"

DING DING DING! You - 1, Daichi - 0.

Hinata, being the most happy-go-lucky boi he is walks to your house with the most brightest grin.

You two are basically close enough, a lot of the first years really adores you. Because of your motherly side and well, your scary sides sometimes almost scares them more than Daichi's.

But Hinata, boy he is your favorites. He's the most brightest cheerful boy you've ever met and he's just like a baby brother..

To you, at least.

"Na na (Y/n)-senpai, do you have any siblings?" He asked. You nods. "Mhm i have one. He's on junior high. He's about your height." You jokes, knowing so well that Hinata will be pissed about it. And he did, he start complaining and protesting despite the rainy weather.

God you love him so much.

After unlocking the doors, you all entered the house quickly because the weather is just getting more worse. After distributing the towel, you went to bath.

While Hinata and the others busy looking around your house.

"Woaaah.. So this is what a girl's house look like.." he accidentally blurts out his thought. "Well yeah, never see a normal house before?" Tsukishima scoffs.

"Damn it Tsukishima. Shut up!" "Hey don't talk to Tsukki like that!" Yelp Yamaguchi.

After waiting for a bit the boys finally got to shower. Some of the third years showers first so he waits. But his sharp nose picks up something. Something smells delicious. The third years are back from his bath too.

So he follows his instinct and trails the delicious aroma and he ended up in Kitchen. He was about to walk past the Kitchen but then..

His eyes- Oh my for the love of Asahi's beautiful hair. He witness someone's cornering you. He panicks. He saw the gorgeous golden karaage that's been served on the plate and quickly snatch a few of them.

Before any of you could say anything, he bowed so many times and left the kitchen at ungodly speed. Leaving both of you in awkward position.

He was munching the Kaarage only to realized that his face is still in panic state. So he went to the trusty ol' buddy. Kageyama lol.

"What happen? You run into a ghost or somethin? That's what you get for cutting the line dumb-" "Kageyama.. In the kitchen.."

Ah shoot, is he really going to tell him this?

"They were in the kitchen.. They.." But before he could explained, Kageyama already assumed first what he was going to say.. incorrectly.

"Sugawara-san is cornering (Y/n)-san.." he whispered. Maybe his whisper is a tad too loud. Someone might have heard that. Kageyama clench his towel and gets up.

Poor bby tried to stop him but gets thrown away instead. He never know what happen when Kageyama went to the Kitchen. All he want to do now is get to the hot shower and eats.

"Hinata you can go." A voice told him, it was Nishinoya. Hinata thanked him and went to bathroom. Before he can get to the bathroom, he get past the kitchen. Preparing himself to witness another 'intense moment' as he past by.

But he locks eyes with you instead. You eyes was a little gloomy. His heart suddenly got a little pinch when he see your unusual facial expression.

After showering, he went out. Fold his dirty clothes and join the others. Somehow your unusual expression gets him that hard. He hardly can focus on food when you and Sugawara served the main dish.

Of course he still talks and jokes around but you're the only one who noticed that Hinata's not as cheerful when he first enter your house.

"Um.. Due to lack of the space, one of you have to sleep with me."

As usual the two second years that are going after you fights over who's the one who gets to sleep with you.

Untill you pull Hinata from the crowds and grins.

"I choose Hinata, he's like my baby brother so i trust him!" You smiles as you hang your arms on his shoulder. Hinata cannot believe you just did but everyone strangely agrees.

"He's too dumb anyway, he won't do anything weird to (Y/n)-san." Ouch, He heard that.

You leave the door open as you prepare the mattress for him. Ofc he helps too. You two pull the mattress out and prepares it.

"Here's your pillow and blanket. Do you need anything else?" You kindly asked. Hinata shakes his head.

"Kay then, i'll turn off the lights!" Once you cut off the light, the dim room suddenly got so different. You jumped to your bed and wrap yourself in your soft fluffly blanket as you face Hinata's side.

"Hehehe, i feel like sleeping with my brother, it's somehow exciting." You chuckles. Hinata looks up, he tried to find your face in the dim room. Thanks to the moon that unexpectedly shines over you two, you both able to see each others faces.

You're surprised after seeing Hinata's face. He got that serious calm face just like when he about to take over the courts. It sometimes scares you how the loud boy can be so calm yet serious.

"Do i look like that to you, (Y/n)-senpai?" He asked. Sitting right up.

"Huh?"

"Do i really look like your baby brother?" He asked. You jokingly agrees. But when he gets up. You know he's serious now. Oh fuck.

"Did you forget that i'm a boy too?" His fast movement plus the dim room causing you to lower your guards and just in a second, he's already on top of you. Wait how?

"You know.. I saw how Suga-san cornering you like this in the kitchen earlier." He explained. Ah he did witness that.

"Don't treat me like a child, (Y/n)-san. I'm- I'm a man too!" He stated while making a manly face.

You can't help but smiles. Damn, you misunderstand him. You always thought that he just adore you because you're his senpai, turns out you're wrong. He got thus serious yet commited face. And don't forget a lil' flushed cheeks.

"I'm not a kid..." those were his last word before he falls down on your body and fall asleep.

You laughed and hugs him. Hugging him close to your chest.

"Of course you're not, Shouyou.."

8. Tsukishima Kei

Salt boi is here yall

He doesn't bother to say no when you offer him.

"Hah? No thanks. I'm not in the mood for sleepover."

But oh well you insist him to go in the end. And he does.

As expected, Tsukki didn't say much or even complained. Because he kept it inside. Pfft.

"Dang it why do i have to do this?" "i should've decline." "This is just a club, duh." "How many times i have to deal with this bunch of idiots."

"ThIs iS jUst A ClUb"

He places his shoes and went in. Leaving everyone behind and drop himself to your couch.

While everyone are looking at him with the 'what-the-fuck' face and Daichi is ready to beat his ass, but you stopped them.

"It's alright you all. Tsukki is actually visited my house a lot so he gets used to it." You explained and everyone are shooked.

Everyone asked him why did he get to visit your house. He simply shrugs "Our parents are friends with each other."

Everyone never knew that you both are actually childhood friend. Well you and his older brother is. But you consider Tsukki's your childhood friend too because he used to tag along with his older brother and play together with you. Since middle school, he often visits your home. Along with Akiteru.

No one really notice this because of your rare interaction. Sure you often scolds him and talk ti him but no interaction outside the club activity.

While the other are making a ruckus he wondered. "It's been so long after i came here. When was it? Around Junior high i guess? Well, doesn't matter."

"Tsukki! You came here a lot? How come i never know??" Yamaguchi protest. He doesn't believe that his bestfriend is actually close with anyone.

"None of your bussiness Yamaguchi." He simply shut him up and dried his blonde hair.

His eyes wander around your living room. Nothing change since his last visit. He hates to admit it but it brings so much memories.

"Nee-chan, I like you!"

He snaps out. Fuck why is he remembering that now. He takes off his glass and massaged his temple as Hinata rushing back from the kitchen.

It didn't take too long for him to figure out everything because of Hinata's loud whispering. He knows what happen between you and Sugawara in the Kitchen.

It's none of his concern. Or is it?

So he didn't think about it and left to bath. Before he able to enter the bath, you tried to stop him and offer him a clean towel for him but ofc he refuse wdy expect.

Once he shut the door close, gotta admit he kinda hate seeing Sugawara touchy touchy with you. But tch, what's his problem. It's your problem, not his. So what if you date someone from the voleyball club, right?

...Right?

He left the bath feeling a little better and less annoyed. When he's back to the living room he saw how close you are to the senpais. Deep down, it honestly irks him. But oh well.

Just when he place himself infront of the table, you hand him his portion of rice. "Not too much, right? I still remember!" You smiled.

He thanked you then starts to eat. Tsukishima probably is the calmest when eating. While everybody laughs, jokes, and talks he keep quiet and focus on his food. Sure he add a littlr insults here and there but it doesn't distract him from his focus.

You love that side of Tsukishima. If only he can take Voleyball that serious, you thought to yourself.

After cleaning up and washing the dishesh, it's time to sleep.

Again, "Um... Due to the lack of space, one of you have to sleep with me."

Again, Tsukishima already prepared himself for sleeping anywhere. Anywhere is fine really. He just want to call it a night. Sleeping with you? It's out of his boundaries. He can never do that-

"Tsukishima? You alright?" Your voice snaps him out.

"Huh oh, me?"

"Yeah. You seems spacing out a lot lately." Tsukishima denies, only to realize that he's in your room and no one is around him.

"Wait. Where's everyone?" He wonder. You laughs. "They've gone to sleep. And you should too, Tsukki." You tap his back, giving him a little rub.

After you pulled the mattress out, Tsukishima helps you with the sheet and stuff. He didn't say a word. Is he okay, you always wonder.

"Can you turn the lights off, please?" You ask him. He reach for the lights and turns it off. When darkness hits you. It's like you're in a different room.

10 minute have passed and none of you made any sound. Ony the sound of your body turning over and over and the soft blanket.

"What is it? Can't sleep?" Tsukishima suddenly spoke out. You're kinda surprised a little. But you nods.

"Hey, don't you remember our first sleepover?-" "I didn't. Goodnight." He cuts you off and turns his back on you. Guess he's that tired afterall.

For god sake you've tried to close your eyes arpund hundred thousand times. But it won't. Tsukishima presence is making you hard to behave.

You face him. Looking over his broad back. He grew so fast. You barely stands a chance. You remember how you and him used to compare your height and he beats you. You remember how he used to play with you and Akiteru will suggest a weird yet fun ideas. And how that day, he... confess to you.

You snaps out when you feel a sudden hit in your hand. You look over to him and find his eyes looking at you. "Are you okay? Staring at the ceiling, not blinking for almost a minute now. I'm almost having a heart attack." He said followed with a laugh of yours.

"Sorry, reminiscing old times."

"What do you mean?"

"You know, our old times."

He suddenly became quiet again. You turn over him and rest your head at the corner of the bed. "Why.. Are you avoiding me?" Tsukishima scoffs. "Avoiding you? When?" "3 summers ago. When we're having our first sleepover. And you..."

Your heart and brain are niw deciding whether you should remind him or not. Not noticing your body being so close to the edge and boom.

You fell right trough to his body. What a coincidence right. "What the- Get off me!" He pushed you off. Ouch..

You sits on his bed. Your heart is still aching from him raising his voice. You looks away.

"Do you hate me that much? I tried to talk to you but you never listen." Tsukki looks over to you. His blurry gaze didn't help so he sits right up too and faces you.

"What is your problem? Can't you just sleep quietly?" "I cannot!" "Well then stop bothering me!" ..He might have gone too far.

Is that you've been doing? Bothering him..?

Ah fuck, never knew getting told off like this will hurt your heart that much.

"Fine, Sorry. I'll stop." You climbs up to your bed. Ignoring your aching heart you decided to close your eyes.

Until you feel a warm presence behind you. You know it's him. "What are you-" "Shut up and listen. Don't cut me off and let me finish." He stated. Your silence showing that you agrees.

"I still remember our first sleepover. I remember how we can't sleep untill 2. While Akiteru-nii is sleeping, we talk and jokes until the night goes away. But one thing that i want to forget that night is when i..." he stops for a while, seems lost. His left hand is resting on your waist. You holds his hand. Calming him.

"When i confess to you. I want to erase that memory from my mind but lucky me huh, we met again. So it's a fail." You turn around and cups his face. "..Are you assuming that night that i rejected you, Kei?" He didn't expect this. What the hell?

You chuckles, seeing his clueless face is funny. "You stupid giraffe. It's my first confession dummy. I don't know how to react so i just left you off and sleep without thinking about it. But now that i think about it.." your cheeks heating up. Ah shit.

You two are so close. There's barely any distance left. His arms suddenly pushed you into his hug. Resting your head in his chest.

"In case you want to know. My feelings haven't change a slightest."

9. Yamaguchi Tadashi.

Look at that. You've been blessed by his precious smile.

Cutie didn't want to bother you at first. But Tsukki's joining so why not?

As you already know, the first year are well obsessed? Not really, but all of them put you in a special place in their heart.

Especially for Yamaguchi.

You know his struggle. His pain. His grieve when he failed that pinch serve.

You're the one who calms him down and be there for him. His panic, he almost burst out to tears and he did, he tried to leave but you stopped him and hugs him while he's crying like a baby in your hug.

And of course after that he developed a huge crush on you.

He's amazed on how you're able to handle most of them from the craziest, loudest one to the saltiest and quietest one.

When he step into your house, he barely even realize that his face shows how happy he is. Spending a night in your house, what is this a dream?

'Till he found out that his bestfriend, Tsukishima is your childhood friend. And he never knew anything. At. All.

"Tsukki? You came here a lot? How come i never knew??" And as usual Tsukishima shuts him up

He lost a little bit of his hope. Poor baby :(

You and Yamaguchi is always a good.. friend? I mean you both comfort each other. But being their Senior and their Manager, it's your job right?

But then he heard that Sugawara-senpai is- what? Cornering you? What is going on?

His heart immediately panicks and over-thinking.

It's true that everyone want to have you, but.. He cannot lose. He won't.

For a whole day he keeps himself quiet. More quiet than the usual. From the bath to dinner. And you don't even notice. Weird, usually you notice right away.. But oh well, he can talk to you later, right?

And the time came.

"Um.. Due to the lack of space, one of you have to sleep with me."

His heart jolts up. His chance for talking to you.

He locked eyes with you. Hoping you notice him. But.. You didn't. And in the end, you decided to sleep alone. Shoot. "There goes my chance." He thought.

The coldness in the living room is not comfortable at all. His mind is still going around on you, you, and only you. He need to talk to you. So he made up his mind.

He sloowly make his way to your room. Knocking it lightly to inform you. But no answer. A minute has passed since the last knock went on your door. "She's probably asleep.." But the door's open. And he got a glimpse of you in your bed. Getting sleepy but still a little awake.

Then your eyes met. Yamaguchi squeak and tried to run away. "Wait! Yamaguchi!" And he freezes on the spot. You walk over and opens the door.

"What is it?" Your gentle smile flies is a cure for his worries and thoughts.

"I-I.. But you already asleep, i shouldn't bother you, I'm sorry.."

"No no! It's alright. Come here." You says with a smiles. God his heart feel at ease. He quietly walk closer and enter your room.

He's embarassed and it shows. His fidgety moves and the sweaty palms.

You pull the mini mattress below your bed and Yamaguchi immediately helps you. You both then sits on top of it.

"What is it you want to talk, hm?" You look over to the shy boy. He let out a sigh and then his arms wraps around you. You're quiet a bit surprise seeing him hugs you first. Usually you're the one who hugs him first if he's having a breakdown.

"Let me recharge, senpai.." Yes. You're his source of battery. Being around you or near you giving him energy that will make him last a whole day.

"Sure thing, Tadashi." You ruffles his dark green hair. You can feel his breath tickling your neck. And it's the time. "Okay now, go to sleep-" "No. Wait, don't pull away.. Not yet." He hugs you tighter, not letting you go.

"You're warm, Senpai.. And you look really cute in that pajamas." He whispered to your ears. Causing your face to turns into a blushing mess.

"What the hell Tadashi, when did you learn to sweet talk like this, huh?!" You hit his head lightly.

"Ow! I didn't, i mean it.." the boy green haired boy rubs his head as he snuggles to you.

"I know Tadashi. And it works."

Hey hey hey! FINALLY DONEEE! Oh my enjoy everybody. And remember, stay save!

[jbbuckybarnes]

Drabbles for Friends - Brittany

Pairing: BPOC!Reader x Bucky (1k words) A/N: While I’ve been trying to stay away from whitecoding my reader inserts, I’ve never actually had any of my works focused on POC!Readers. And since I know @avintagekiss24​ always appreciates more diversity in fanfic and I wanted to also write Bucky babysitting, I just combined the two things in the sweetest way possible. I hope you like it! (Not proofread)

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Little Princess

“Guys, I’ll have to leave Alisia with you. My boss wants me to take over a 4-hour shift for a colleague.” You had your 5-year-old daughter holding onto your hand. “Steeb!” She let go of your hand and ran towards the big blonde Captain that was already sitting down on the floor to welcome her with a hug. “Don’t overwork yourself!” Nat smiled at you before you left for your shift. At least you were compensated extra for it. You were saving up some money to buy your girl new furniture for her next birthday. _

In the following hour, Alisia hat made her way over to Bucky to paint on his metal hand with chalk markers. “-and then Princess Shuri made this cool suit that can absorb power.” “Woaaah.” The little girl was completely captured by Bucky’s stories about the Princess of Wakanda. “You remind me of her. Maybe you’ll be a princess one day.” He smiled down at her and tickled her, getting sweet little giggles back. “Alisia? Do you wanna play with Legos?” Steve asked coming in with a pack of colorful little bricks. “Yeees!” She plopped down on the carpet with him and they started building a little castle. “Does Princess Shuri have a castle too?” The little girl looked up at Steve with curiosity. “They have a little palace, but it looks way different from what you see in movies. It’s a beautiful place.” Steve smiled down, seeing her play with a little Lego version of Spider-Man. “Can we go there?” She looked up with puppy eyes, melting several hearts in the room. “Let’s make a deal. Once you’re old enough to go to school, we will visit Wakanda.” A big smile and a nod came back. _

Almost everyone had left the room by the 4th hour with her, since she was so concentrated on either building a Lego castle or eating something that was given to her. “I’ll go and check if we might be able to call her.” Steve mumbled and left Bucky alone with the little girl. “Buck Buck?” “Ally?” He sent her a giant smile. “Does Princess Shuri wear princess dresses?” She walked up to him and climbed onto his lap. “No, but she always dresses very nicely and she has gorgeous hair. Just like you. Last time I saw her she had her braids in little buns left and right.” He showed her on her own head where the buns were. “Can you do hair?” Big eyes got even bigger. “I’ve learned a little bit from friends in Wakanda. No too much. I mean, look at me, I’m super white and my hair is so much more fragile than yours.” He made a funny face and made her giggle. “I can braid your hair, Buck Buck,” she stated proudly. “I believe you, you wanna braid it?” He tickled her again. “Only if you do my hair like Princess Shuri’s.” She was cheekily demanding. “I can make your cute little braids into buns, but I don’t think we have all those hair products for me to do your hair like I learned in Wakanda.” He made a face again. “Buns.” she nodded and he picked her up to find some good pins, hair ties and two scrunchies to make it look cute. _ The little girl was patiently sitting there, looking at him in the mirror. “Okay, bare with me. I’m just a dumb white man trying his best.” He stated and sent her into a fit of giggles. “You can do it, I believe in you, Buck Buck.” He took her box braids that were already in a high ponytail and stuck his tongue out while swirling it around, making it look as symmetrical as possible. He could see the giant smile in his peripheral and felt the silent giggle ripple through her body. “Like this?” He looked up and she scrunched her nose with a, “Yes.” He put the hair ties around the buns a few times and looked up at her in the mirror. A little clap came from her which was retaliated with a little tickle attack from him. He continued to put the scrunchies around the buns, not noticing you in the doorway. Neither did Alisia. “Do I look like Princess Shuri now?” Ally looked at him in the mirror. “No, you look like Princess Alisia.” An excited giggle came from her before stopping mid-giggle. “What?” His eyes went wide. “Mommy sometimes puts a-” She made a headscarf motion, “-around my head. She said that makes braids stay pretty longer.” She said very proud of her knowledge. “Oh, I have a few of those that are actually from Wakanda. Let’s get them.” He picked her up and you hid from the door frame, too excited to see Bucky try his best at your daughter’s hair. “Do you want the red one, the orange one or the pink one.” “Pink!” “Pink it is.” The two sat back down in front of the mirror but facing each other. “Do you want it flat, as a knot or-” “As a bow!” “Okay, give me one second, princess.” He got out his phone and searched up how to do that. Another session of tongue sticking out and being watched with a big smile started. “Now turn around and tell me if I failed.” He chuckled and watched her turn around to the mirror. Her whole face lit up with a giddy dance and a happy squeal. “Pretty?” “Yes!” She jumped into his arms. “Mommy needs to teach you more, so you can braid it next time.” She grabbed his face. “You wanna do mine now?” “Yeees!”

You knocked on the door frame and got both of them out of their conversation. “Mommy!!! Buck Buck did my hair!” She ran right into your arms. “I can see it. It’s pretty.” “Thanks.” He scratched the back of his neck and you noticed the giant castle on the carpet. “You all really entertained her, huh?” You grinned. “You could say that.” He chuckled looking around a little awkward. “Should I pay you back in takeout or braiding lessons?” You smirked. “Why not both?” He boyishly smiled back. He really enjoyed helping your daughter feel like a princess and you really enjoyed his babysitting skills. “Both it is.” You smiled, already knowing what you got yourself into.