#she basically had to set the lil guys on top of the babies in there bc she's not sure how they were meant to be in there

[neganium]

Had to help my mom put two teeny tiny baby birds back into their nest earlier this morning. There are multiple factors that have us concerned, such as arranging the nest in the position it was found (it was built underneath something, so it’s hard to remember what exactly it looked like when she uncovered it), as well as wondering if that was indeed the right nest (according to her, there were at least three more babies inside the nest, and she said that they looked the same), and hoping that the mom can actually get back into the nest, and that nothing else can (again due to the issues with positioning; also there’s the mystery of how the babies wound up on the floor of the garage comparatively so far away when it was in such a tight position in the first place).

idk it’s kind of stressful.

[lvndrfucks]

omg i loved the wallows fics 😭 since you did dylan blurbs, could you do braeden blurbs? tysm !!! :)

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆ lil braeden lemasters blurbs｡˚🌙 ࣪𖤐🐇

➤ braeden was always a gentleman, even before you two started dating. when he realized his feelings, he started acting like a boyfriend towards you in hopes you’d catch on.

you unbuckled your seatbelt after the car stopped.

“wait!” braeden fumbled to take the keys out of the ignition and almost forgot to take his own seatbelt off while trying to open his door. you laughed as he ran to your side to open your door. he held his hand out. “m’lady.”

“why thank you, kind sir.” you stepped out, your hand in his.

one afternoon, you were preparing lunch for yourself and braeden. you heard the doorbell ring. you walked over, wiping your hands on your apron. there, braeden stood with his hands behind his back.

“hey. you’re early.” you smiled while hugging him.

“i couldn’t wait to see you,” he responded. “also,” he revealed the bouquet of wildflowers, “these are for you.”

you gasped. “they’re gorgeous.”

“i knew you’d like them.” he handed them to you while stepping inside. he placed a swift kiss to your temple.

and when you guys started dating, his acts got a little…extreme.

you were walking with the rest of the band as you guys explored the town. your arm looped through braeden’s as you stuck close to his side. all of a sudden, he stopped.

“hold on!” he detached from you to remove his jacket. you covered your mouth as he set it across a puddle for you to cross. he dramatically bowed.

“dude.” cole and dylan were laughing on the side. “she could just go around,” dylan said.

braeden glared at him. “shut up. romance isn’t dead.” he turned back to you with a grin.

“baby, i’m not gonna step all over your jacket,” you told him while giggling.

“it’s quite literally already ruined. and washing machines exist.”

you knew he wasn’t going to let up, so you took his hand and walked across his jacket. you leaned forward to kiss his cheek.

“thank you, my prince charming.”

braeden pecked your lips before you started walking ahead. he swiftly grabbed his jacket and threw it at the guys. they screamed in response.

➤ being on tour with the boys meant eating out. a lot. you didn’t really mind because you loved trying new food. right now, everyone was out for brunch at a buffet one of the crew members suggested. the food was more than satisfactory. everything was delicious, especially the strawberries.

you had gotten yourself a bowl of fruit to try. as soon as you took that first bite into the strawberry, you were a goner. they were probably the best you’ve ever had. you were scarfing them down, basically sprinkling them all over your pancakes.

braeden also seemed to notice your admiration for them. it was hard not to by the way you kept eyeing his plate.

he glanced from you to his plate. without saying anything, he scooped up his strawberries to give to you.

“you don’t want them,” you asked, but there was a hint of an excited smile on your face.

“nah. i don’t really like strawberries. they’re too sour, in my opinion,” he stated.

you nodded before digging in. meanwhile, dylan and cole exchanged confused looks from across the table. they waited until you went to get another plate to question braeden.

“since when do you not like strawberries,” cole asked. “remember that time you ate like half a container of them? i don’t know if those were even washed.”

“i love strawberries,” braeden said cooly. “but she loves them more.”

you had returned with ice cream. topped with strawberries, of course. you hummed in delight. you looked at the boys and pointed your spoon at dylan’s plate.

“are you gonna eat those?” there were a few disregarded strawberries covered in syrup.

dylan looked at braeden, who’s eyebrows were raised, and back to you. “no. go ahead.”

➤ it was too early in the morning. your eyes were still drooping with tiredness as you yawned every few minutes. you still lounged in your sweatpants and sweatshirt (totally not stolen from braeden) while sitting in the tour bus living room. everyone was moving around you, making breakfast or discussing the day’s plans.

braeden entered the tour bus with an iced coffee in hand. he left earlier to buy you one, which earned a complain from dylan that he didn’t get one. you thanked braeden as he sat next down.

instead of listening to his bandmates, he was too busy combing his fingers through your hair. you could’ve fallen asleep right then and there. suddenly, you felt him gathering all your hair to braid it. he had learned after watching you so many times.

he used the spare hair tie on his wrist, careful not to pull your hair. it was loosely done. you leaned back into his chest, reaching to kiss the side of his jaw as a thank you.

➤ “how does this one look?” you came out of the fitting room with a fitted white dress patterned with little red flowers and a matching red cardigan. you posed with your hands on your hips and did a quick spin.

“just as beautiful as the other ones,” braeden complimented. “i think i like this one more than the first one, though.”

“i was thinking the same thing,” you agreed. you turned around to look in the mirror once more. “i think i’ll get this.”

you changed back into your clothes and sorted out what you would be buying and leaving. you both walked to the register. when the cashier said the total, you made sure to block braeden’s view, knowing what he’d try to pull. apparently, he was already one step ahead of you as he reached over and swiftly tapped his card.

“brae,” you scolded.

he looked at you innocently. “what?”

you rolled your eyes and thanked the cashier, taking the bag. braeden laughed lightly as you both walked out of the building.

“you can’t be mad at me for being a gentlemen, hun.”

“half of my wardrobe is from your money. it makes me feel bad,” you admitted.

“well, don’t,” he responded. “because it’s my money and i get to choose who to spend it on.”

you still didn’t look at him. he leaned down to kiss your cheek, which was a little difficult considering you were both still walking. he kissed again. then, another. and another. you couldn’t help the smile forming on your face.

“thank you,” you finally spoke. “let’s go get pretzels. and don’t even think about paying this time.”

braeden held his hands up in defense as you pointed at him. he threw his arm around your shoulders and pulled you to his side, placing, yet, another kiss on the side of your head.

hera speaks!

in honor of cole’s bday…here’s braeden 🤗

[maddilynmuse]

They’re NOT birds

When writing a book, sometimes you have to cut scenes you really like ;w;

Here’s one of them! Ngl it’s basically just showing off a cute creature I made and having characters argue about whether they’re a mammal or a bird. Edited a lil so y’all have a bit of context.

Her name was Asha Mae. She was born, went to Alabon's Adventuring Academy, fell off a waterfall into another world, and now was being led around the edges of the icy shore by a farmer--Charlie, a broad shouldered girl with a slight tan, though still practically milk-colored compared to Asha's rich black--to find the absolute fashion disaster goofball she had ended up living with: Glowworm.

The pair reached a tall metal fence. Children surrounded it, giggling mischievously as they tried to climb over it or squeeze through the tight bars. Yep, Glowworm was definitely here; the kids loved him.

Charlie shook her head and chuckled as she fished out a key from her coat pocket. The gate unlocked with a small click and children crowded against it. “C’mon ya’ll, we gotta catch the boy! And easy on the hens, yeah?” She looked over at Asha, "Ever seen a Wakkla before?"

"No?"

"Welp, prepare to get snuggled."

Onward they went into the pen, Charlie closing the gate behind her. Children rushed in; there was a sound similar to bike horns on helium coming from what looked like a rippling mound of oily iridescence. The kids rushed forward, grinning as they hugged these fat, fluffy, honking things. In turn, the strange mammals waddled towards them on small, clawed feet. Large whiskers protruded from small, blunt noses as they nestled the kids against them, roughly matching the kids in size at three feet tall.

Those of another world may have considered the creatures akin to an otter if it had the upright stature of a penguin, maybe with a bit of walrus around the nose and the teeth of the males, but Asha had no such comparison.

Children giggled as they were welcomed into the hoard with snuffles and nuzzles, unafraid even as the creatures swarmed around them alarmingly fast. Charlie just chuckled and walked into the mass, pulling out a young man with unnaturally bright red hair who had opted to wear a green t-shirt with a faded bear picture on top of a yellow sundress with glittery purple pants underneath--Asha was still trying to figure if there was any rhyme or reason whatsoever in what clothes he slapped on at any given time. 

"Found him," Charlie said.

Glowworm waved. "Hello there dearie! Looking for me?"

"Yeah, Kyra wanted to tell you she had some cake for you," Asha said offhandedly. She was more interested in the creatures! "What'd you say these were? Wok-nahs?"

“Wakklas!” Glowworm chirped. “Also known as precious little fluffy babies! C’mere girls!” He made a crude imitation of their noises, grinning as more come to him.

Charlie rolled her eyes, “Well, he’s right about the wakkla part. This is the hen pen. These little guys are great for eggs and meat. Easy ‘nuff to care for too. They like fish guts, we like the meat, it works out.”

Asha stared at the strange creatures for a while before saying, “That- that’s not a bird.” It had fur! And paws! Not a wing to be seen!

“Lays eggs, don’t it?” Charlie said. “Sounds like a bird to me.”

“No?” Asha said. “And do they? How! That’s not a bird!” What kind of mammal lays eggs?

Glowworm chuckled, “Well, yes! They lay eggs and don’t breathe water, so sounds like a bird to me! Right girls?” He picked one up despite that one in particular being almost four feet tall, giving it little kisses and devolving into incomprehensible baby talk. A child clung to his leg as he set the wakkla down, giving both a pat on the head.

“I refuse to believe that until I see one lay an egg,” Asha said.

“Aye, you’d want the nursery then. I’m not allowed there,” Glowworm said.

“Uh..."

“He ain’t allowed here either, not without one of us, and yet here you are,” Charlie said with a chuckle. “Well, ain't just him. It's supposed to be just us handlers and such, but he keeps sneaking in with the hens here. Anything to say for yourself this time boy?”

“Well, for one, the kyippers wanted to play with them, and two, me breaking into this place is basically tradition at this point,” he said, puffing out his chest out.

“I don’t know how you haven’t broken your neck yet,” Charlie said, shaking her head. “I swear, you’re the only person to hop that fence more than once.”

“And yet I keep getting in,” he said teasingly, poking her nose. Some of the kids laughed and one went “oooooooo!”

Charlie rolled her eyes, pushing him away. “Yeah yeah. I guess you do. Your hens would miss you otherwise. But why do you keep vaulting over it? And how are you not dead?”

Glowworm just shrugged, sticking his tongue out. “A good performer gives away no secrets, m’dear.” Nevermind that he was not actually a performer.

“They. Still. Aren’t. Birds,” Asha said, only half paying attention to everything else. One wakkla came up to her and abruptly let out the loudest, squeakiest honk she’d ever heard. Asha yelped back in shock and fell on her butt. Suddenly they swarmed, trapping her in a pit of fur and squeaks. “Guys!”

Glowworm threw his head back to laugh, being utterly unhelpful Something licked her face. Charlie eventually pulled her up by the armpits, but the wakklas just kept coming, surrounding them and honking.

“Aye, come now! They’re sweethearts! They just think ya look cold, don’t ya girls?” Glowworm said, petting one's head and getting his hand licked for it. “I don’t have any fish bits for you hens, sorry ‘bout that.”

“Glowworm,” Charlie said.

“Yes?”

“Get out of here.”

“Okay, first, can someone show me an actual ‘waka waka’ egg or something? I refuse to believe these things lay eggs,” Asha said.

“It’s wakkla. And I would, but we harvested the cooking eggs, and the cocks will bite your fingers off for those eggs. No,” Charlie said.

"I don't get what's so hard to understand about this?" Glowworm said. "It's a bird! Birds lay eggs!"

"Yeah, but it's not a bird! It's a mammal!"

"Mammals have live birth," Charlie said, "Kinda the definition of them."

"Okay, yes, but birds have feathers."

"I mean, most sure do! But not these guys," Glowworm said.

Asha made a noise of frustration, the kind of frustration you only get when you know you are right but everyone else is too stupid to believe you. "Guys. Please. It's a mammal. It has fur."

"So?"

"So it's a mammal! Not every single thing that lays eggs is a bird!"

"'Course not!" Glowworm said.

"Thank you!”

"Some are fish!"

Asha groaned and rubbed the bridge of her nose, “What about fucking reptiles?”

Both Glowworm and Charlie were just staring at her oddly. The word apparently existed in this language, but they didn’t know what it meant.

“Reptiles! They’re like fish, but, uh, on land?” Oh god how could they be this dumb. Had these people never seen a snake before--oh wait, right, this place was fucking freezing.

“Dearie, you’re just describing a bird,” Glowworm said.

“NO I’M NOT! THEY HAVE FUCKING SCALES! It’s like Siren but only the bottom part!” Siren being a supposed sea monster with the bottom half of a snake and the top half of a woman but with wings instead of arms; Asha had yet to see her.

“Siren has wings! She’s a bird!” Glowworm said. “At least so I’ve heard?”

“Sea monsters are kind of their own things,” Charlie said with a shrug. “Don’t mess with ‘em.”

There was at least solace to be had in the warm, cuddly fur creatures as the circular argument went on and on between them, none losing ground. Unfortunately for all involved, none of them had a word for monotremes.

[ducknotinarow]

[2k7 Rasey]

"I never trusted that kid, Aspen," Casey claims, arms crossed as he took to pacing around the living room, "A'ways had this look in his eye, like he was up t' somethin', an' he always took the cheap shots when playin', no idea why the ref never called 'im for it."

He was taking the whole thing between Summer and Aspen so very well as he continued to complain to his husband,

"Wouldn't surprise me if he was runnin' with gangs! Might be a Dragon for all we know - it's a lil' weird that he only ever wants t' hang out with Summer!"

Now he was just pulling things out of thin air to try and justify himself. Perhaps Raph should get his husband to shut up.

| Muse interaction

Summer had her head in her hands as she was making her way up the stairs home, Casey could be embarrassing as a Dad. Calling her dumpling, hugging her and kissing her as if she hadn't seen him in days after school. Every day after picking her up form school. Summer might squeal and try to push him away because well it was embarrassing but she didn't really hate it either but this!! Oh this was so much worse! Look it was bad enough she hadn't clocked in on the fact she was apparently on a date nor that she and Aspen have apparently been dating like this for two months?!?! that was bad enough for the poor girl. She texted her Dad to sort of save her from the embarrassment. How was she meant to know he would show up with his bat and give the shot gun talk to the poor guy. Wasn't it bad enough he was basically told Summer had no fucking clue what was going on between them now her lunatic of a father over here threatening him!

She reached the door first and groaned as she walked in finally lifting up her head find her new sanctuary. When she saw Raphael had just gotten home himself after being off with her uncles and anucle. Summer simply makes her way over to him and lays her face against his plastron. "Pops please make 'em stop" She honestly whined a little. She felt his heavy plam rest to the top of her head as he gave her a few reassuring pats to her hair.

"Alright bug what that nutcase do now?" Was all Raphael really got to say. Summer not getting much of a chance to explain as Casey finally made it into the apartment himself. Summer simply groaned and turned to hide against Raphael instead. Raphael simply titled his head a little looking down to Summer before shifting his stare over to Casey.

Watching Casey come in and set a bat near by the door, their face was all screwed up into a familiar scowl. As he could just see how Casey's nostrils flare from where he stood. Casey shutting the door hard behind himself. This wasn't really him being mad though, Raph couldn't see any vines bludging in their thick neck or along their head. So it just left the turtle in far more in the dark on what was going on here. All he could really piece together was Casey had gone Casey about something involving Summer. Moving to slightly hug her as she used him to take a moment and just hide from the past twenty minutes of misery she had to go and suffer through. Not taking an puce of this serious. Summer and Casey had a knack for be dramtic in thier own way after all. Likely one those my baby girls is growing up and I'm not handling it well. Moments was Rpah's guess.

"Alright hothead what happened?" Raphael finally bites to ask.

"I never trusted that kid, Aspen,"

"Aspen?" Raphael repeated peering down to Summer who only tried to hide even more against him. Wishing she could climb into his shell even in this moment. Raphael wasn't following what did thar kid on Summer's team had to do with anything at all? Appernetly a lot based off Summer trying to seek Raoh out in need of rescue well Case started to pace in the living room.

"A'ways had this look in his eye, like he was up t' somethin', an' he always took the cheap shots when playin', no idea why the ref never called 'im for it."

Raph lifts up his brow at that last remark finding himself even more at a loss of what the fuck was going on her. Peering back down to Summer for some help here, but he wasn't getting anything out her, and Casey was less help in all of this mess.

"Alright alright before ya go off again cna someone cule me in in the fuck is goin' on 'ight now?" Raphael dryly says aspirated over this whole mess as is.

That's when he finally got his answer, Aspen liked Summer. And now somethings seems to make sense well at least why Casey was off his rocker in the moment. He was kicking into overdrive on the overprotective Dad act. Which explained why Summer looked like she wanted to die. He didn't have the full story, but Summer did at least offer some explanation. She was hanging out with her teammate and friend Aspen. Which yeah theu been doing that pretty often basically when ever she wasn't with the full team or Ariel. So what excatly to get Casey like this?

Apperntly it was a date. Now Raphael understood slightly chuckling as he always did when something was soulely funny to him. Summer lifted her head clearly not happy about his reaction.

"It's not funny Pops! I didn' know it was a date so testes Dad to save me an' he made it worse!" He face had grown red and he laughed more trying his best not to but it was a losing battle. "An' ya thought the biggest nut case in the city would be any help? Shoulda called ya Aunt April at least she be useful." He retorts.

A look crossed over Summers face, she hadn't thought of that option. She sunndely groans and growls in annoyance, old habits die hard it seemed as she moved away from Raph. One day flipping out and the other laughing was not helping her at all. She went to pull out her phone to call her sister bedroom.door shutting behind her. Raphael was still just chuckling as he watched her storm away. Before turning back towards Casey.

"Alright I 'hink ya need to chill so what if he 'ikes ain't not big deal 'ight?" Raohael said having to once more be the voice of reason. As Casey turned around and snapped back showing why Raphael had to be the reasonable one soon after. Raph just rolled his eye and walked over to the dork. "Case you know this kid he'll I know 'em he's fine. Why ya acttin' 'ike it's the worst news? Least it's a decent guy who 'ikes her right?"

"Wouldn't surprise me if he was runnin' with gangs! Might be a Dragon for all we know - it's a lil' weird that he only ever wants t' hang out with Summer!"

"Ya an idiot Jones." Raphael said flatly moving to roll his head to express he was rolling his eye right now before fixing them with a look. Casey clearly was handling all this just oh so very well. "Case." He tries again reaching over to set. A hand on his ridiculous husband's bicep. "Ya kmee 'his was bound ta happen one day. Ya act 'ike ya never dated and unfountetly for me 'm aware if how much 'hat be a lie." Due to the turtles jealously issues of course. He playfully get and punches Casey's arm. "Now clam down Summer's dealin' with enough she don' need ya loosin' even more of the screws in that skull."

Raphael felt he was handling this pretty well, even as he watched Casey's face shift and setting more into that little pout he found to be adorable. When Casey muttered something. Raphael didn't catch it so he asked them to repeat it. And when Casey said Aspen tried kissing Summer?

"Ya knkw ya fuckin! Got a point! Might been a long con plan. She used ta tell us he was nothin' but a little prick to her at the start!" And any sense of reason was fully gone as Casey only feed more in to his narrative on Aspen being g some dragon spy to get close to thier daughter.

"Know what?" Raphael suddenly had a thought forming as he smirks up at Casey. "Wasn't to long ya left where they were 'ight?" He asks waiting for Casey to not he only smiles more. "Bet we can catch up to the punk." The suggestion held all his meaning in it alone knowing Casey would pick up what he was referring too. "What? We're jus' two concerned dad's 'bout 'heir daughter ain't we? Gotta make sure 'hat pu k ain't really a dragon doncha 'hink?"

[evilminji]

Look, there was fighting, she BODIED like... several thousand people. Then tackled the guy who seemed strongest, to violently shake answers out of him. They fought. He seemed flustered. Tried to run a few times, but like... not really hard?

She threw an island at him.

People got THE FUCK out of the way.

It's only after she, frankly, SHOULD have reduced all his bones to a fine paste? That it was revealed what she WON. You know... as she was actively SITTING ON HIM with her hand around his throat. She swears to the Sage he had stars in his eyes. There was genuine AWE. Like she was the most magnificent woman in the world.

.......look. It's a VERY persuasive Look, okay?!

A woman likes to be desired. Wanted. Treated like the incredibly deadly and powerful ninja that she IS! And there was a lot of adrenaline going! Handsome men pinned under her! What was she SUPPOSED TO DO!? Her dating life has been SASUKE!!! *offended Uchiha noises*

Like? Danny was probably there to lead the Hunt. Maaaaybe he gets Hunted, maybe not. But it was a favor to a regional... shoot, what was the translation? Small regional lord king? That. They had to attend a wedding and couldn't host it, people were bummed out.

And Naruto is a Confirmed Reincarnation like Tucker. Which? No WAY Danny doesn't off hand mention. Same for his Throuple partner Sasuke! Who tried to stab him this morning! Love you too, honey! Good to see you back in town! Sakura missed you! She's at the hospital!

That said?

Chakra is ALIVE.

Ectoplasm is NOT.

They are Yin and Yang. Positive and Negative. The Matter and Antimatter of the universe, power wise. If it's not one charging things, it's the other. Limnal's would basically have an ECTOPLASM system instead of a Chakra system. Their body's having been either slowly flushed of Chakra or beginning to produce Ectoplasm ON TOP of it.

Either changing them or effectively doubling their power.

Depends on the amount of Ectoplasm.

Is it enough to kill? If yes, it changes them. If no, it doubles their power. Because if it's strong enough? It'll cancel out the amount of Chakra you have ON/IN you. Whiiiich you need to LIVE. Granted, only until the source/event is removed/over but? A lethal full body organ failure is still fatal.

So the Ectoplasm kicks in to take over.

But if it's NOT too high? Then the Chakra is just... suppressed. Mad about it. But unable to stop the Ectoplasm from getting its greedy lil hands all over your DNA. Setting up shop. Becoming ROOMIES~☆

You know... in preparation for when you die! :D

*Chakra HISSES*

It's why Halfa are so rare! In this universe! Because you need an event? Where someone has both Chakra/Energy and Ectoplasm running through them at EXACTLY-> 50% <- when the die.

And I do mean E X A C T L Y .

Like 50.00000000000000000000000000000+ on infinitely, percent. A one in countless trillions of trillions event. It balances even as it doesn't. Releases a shit ton of energy. Endlessly Alive and endlessly Dead. Danny is a Bijuu. The Zone's own, benevolent, baby ten tails.

But BIGGER because he didn't only get PART of a planet and that's it. He got a jump start, a MOTOR, and was left to pick up speed. He's what monster like the Ten-Tails have screaming, cold sweat, NIGHTMARES about.

.....aaaaand is being bullied by a lil ol Akamichi granny for being "Too Skinny!" *shoves more containers of food at him while Fang doggy laughs at his panic*

It's like Naruto 2.0. The God Like Powerful one? Is being bullied by lil old people and small children. Having serious conversations with summons and nin-animals. Trying to learn to embroider so he can put lil Blob ghosts on his wife's stuff. Terrifying local genin with the new weenie uprising because he forgot to check that his ecto shake was sealed right and now they need to be killed.

You'd THINK him n Naruto would be BESTIES.

But no.

No, Naruto has NOT forgiven the TERRIBLE CRIME of marrying his beloved friend Sakura BEHIND HIS BACK and WITHOUT HIM. Seducer! Homewrecker! (Naruto, honey, that's not what that mea-) And? It's Himbo on Himbo violence. A war in the streets. Because THIS is the Jerk! That us MAKING SAKURA UPSET! D:<

YOU. *pointing in accusation. Both of them in frilly, going shoppin for the wife, house husband aprons. They are both living GODS.*

Then, of course, Kakashi Sensei, with his porn, shows up...

To make it a THREE WAY show down!

In the middle of the market place. Tsunade is so, so fucking tired. Sakura! Sakura retrieve your idiots! If the wreck my village I'm making YOU put it back together with a pair of tweezers and a DREAM!

I came across it in a fic and now it is DRIVING ME INSANE...

Marriage Hunts.

Mmmm, yes, Sexy™. Prove to me you are a Worthy Spouse! Fuckin FIGHT ME! Let's GO! You wanna put a ring on it? You better EARN that right! *weapons n explosion noises*

BUT!!!

Okay. We have successfully DONE it. We caught the sexy, sexy Spouse Of Our Dreams. Much Hotness. Tasteful, of screen, and fully consenting sexy times were had. #NICE.

......whaaaaaat happens NEXT?

What, in a word, is Step Two? ESPECIALLY if? This is "suprise! You've found yourself in a Sexy Hunt For Marriage For PLOT REASONS!" which means that ONE of these two cultures? Sure as SHIT does not practice this custom?

You are Alien Married.

They are fully expecting to either take YOU home with THEM or YOU to take THEM home with YOU, presumably. You have marital responsibilities as defined by TWO different cultures, only one of which you know. This person? Is ALSO a stranger to you!

Basically just met.

High intensity one night stand that's now Forever.

No one ever follows UP. They have fics trying to get OUT of it. Or the boning itself. But not the "....so, like, do I need to help you pack, oooor?" And the culture shock. The dumped in a new society that may not even RECOGNIZE the validity of your marriage. May consider both IT and YOU, barbaric.

And??? For ADDED spice?? Just to make the two cultures REALLY different?

I'ma say Ghosts do it. Not all of um. It's regional. An opt in sort thing. Since fighting is so ingrained into socializing. What BETTER way? To speed run the dating process? Then to Hunt Each Other For SPORT! VIOLENTLY!!! So romantic~♡

And Danny? Keeps failing in the romance department. Too many secrets, ya know?

Figures... Fuck It. Not like anyone can BEAT him. Maybe he'll find someone he wants to date? Or maybe he WILL find that special someone! Who knows? He's lonely, man.

And who should arrive?

FUCKIN NINJAS.

Pick a bachelor with a Summoning Contract. They tried to call their buddies while trapped in an old, long forgotten, HALF ROTTED Uzumaki Seal. It tore reality and yeet them sideways. Their Summons are frantic. THEY land just in time to hear the rules, the name of The Hunt, and see they are surrounded.

*opening horn blasts*

Begin!

Oh FUCK no! They are NOT staying trapped here! They fight! They WIN!

They...accidentally pin a really, REALLY strong and hot Spirit Warrior to the ground. Oh shit. They have a husband.

......but I mean... worse things have happened to them.

But? BRINGING SAID HUSBAND BACK? That. THAT I want to see. They left for a god damned MILK RUN of a boring ass punishment mission. Come back with a possibly half alive, spirit prince husband? The husband glows.

*jazz hands* s-suuuuprise?

@hdgnj @legitimatesatanspawn @hypewinter @babbling-babull @the-witchhunter @lolottes

[bakuvantea]

HEY BESTIE I HOPE YOUR HAVING AN AMAZING DAY

CAN I GET SOME GENERAL HEADCANONS WITH SUNG JIN-WOO WITH A FEMALE S/O

FEEL FREE TO IGNORE BUT REMEMBER TO TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF

>:)

general relationship headcanons of sung jin-woo with his beloved s/o

- warnings: none! just a tad bit of nsfw implications

- audience: I made this gender neutral, i do hope that’s okay!!

- a/n: hello >:) anonnn (may i call u that? lmao-) here’s your request love!! thank you for your kind words <33 stay heathy, stay hydrated, and always rest up okay? hope you have an amazing day ahead too!!

also idk who jacob is-

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: pre-awakened jin-woo (before entering the carthenon temple)

> he was always cautious, he didn't want [you] to hear the whispers going around about how you could've chosen someone better, about how you could've loved someone that was not him. thus, he was very shy and timid, always on edge when he feels the piercing stares from his batchmates -most especially when you try to initiate physical contact with him in your school or in public, you'd see him uncomfortable and so you'd immediately stop (because you respect him, ily). behind closed doors though he would always go above and beyond in pleasing you and making you feel loved, although he always doubts himself so you always make sure to give him praises and assure him that he is the one you love (not that jerk jacob from the class next door).

> he always wears spare hair ties or hair pins around his wrists in case you forget or lose yours. in fact when its weekends -and when he's not out infiltrating dungeons and positively offering his life on a silver platter- he always tries to study new hairdos and hairstyles so he can have more variations and choices when he ties or pins your hair for you. he'd always kiss the top of your head after and you'd feel his smile as he nuzzles your hair, smelling your shampoo. since his hair is also long, you'd also return the favor and tie his hair for him. his favorite would have to be the classic apple look with a pointy lock of hair erect in the middle -he really looks like a shih tzu, adorable-

> he.blushes.so.easily !!! he is very weak to praises and your lil kisses that pepper his face. you can see him glow and you even see his smile evidently becoming wider despite him shying away from you, looking downwards to avoid your loving gaze.

> he may be sht but he is also very playful towards you, teasing you and throwing pillows at you when you’re in his room, what a baby.

> often during dates he'd always need to leave early because he really needs to earn money and g to the dungeons. although you try to offer him some of your savings or your help during the dungeon raids, he'd always reject your offer, thinking of how it may burden you or the dungeon raids may possibly hurt you. you don't listen to him though, you give some of your savings to his sister when you cross paths in your school, and you'd always register after him in raids or call up someone you know to have you join in.

"(name) why are you here?!"

"angel face, i can handle myself just fine. it's my choice to help you and whether you like it or not, i've also been called for this raid. come love, we're going in."

> you'd always take his blue hoodie and wear it. he gets so shy when you smell it.

he gets frantic when you take his hoodie and start sniffing it, exclaiming; "stop! i smell weird."

you raise an eyebrow at him, "woo, you smell fine. i like it."

he tries to stutter a remark but was silenced by your smile.

> you always try to visit his mother with him and his sister, jinah. you always talk to their mother out loud and you'd see jinah smile gently at you and jin-woo trying to stop sniffles from escaping his lips by biting them and covering his face with his hoodie.

jinah: u simp

jin-woo: shut it

> he loved cuddles! but he really likes kissing your cheeks. he loves how soft they are and he loves feeling your cheeks move when you smile or laugh at his cute antics.

> he loves you so so dear

: post-awakened jin-woo (after the events of the carthenon temple)

> oh, dear it's the monarch-

> you weren't with him when he raided the "d-rank" dungeon that then turned out to be,, well pretty much a bloodbath, so you were very worried when you heard word of the news. you and jinah basically ran to the hospital and when you caught sight of him you almost fell down from relief and pure shock in seeing the state he's in. well, not long after though suddenly he's all buff and you were really trying to make sense of what's happening.

you: hello there good sir, what in the name of fck are you doing in my boyfriend’s room all sweaty and half-naked😀

jin-woo: (name) it’s me

you: haha yes, sir ‘it’s me’ that’s a pretty weird name but i don't judge, anyways my baby boy is not here uhm haha please get out of my boyfriend’s room

jin-woo: (name) it’s really me!

you: no sir, my woo radiates baby energy, you on the other hand radiates big dilf energy, haha i do not like what i am sensing so please for the life of me leave-

(jinah had to convince you that it is indeed jin-woo, you had her stop you from trying to hold his tiddies)

> you were very happy in seeing how confident he’s become, and you were even more proud with how he still says so humble despite his new accomplishments and title.

> it was obvious that he has become distant with others and have set a boundary between him and other hunters, you accept that part of him though since you know just how much he has gone through. he may act aloof towards others but he’s still very playful and comfortable with you.

> you have also noticed another thing though, he has become a bit possessive or much protective over you and jinah. he’d always have you bring a shadow with you to guard you when he can’t be with you. also, when someone stares at you for far too long, he’d step in and go, “hey there pal” and oh gosh was that enough to get the guy running (pretty damn hot)

> you still visit his mom with him, he doesn’t cry now though.

> when he trains, you’d insist on lying down below him when he does push-ups. you’d kiss him every time he swoops down and you’d hear him laugh which then makes you giggle as you hold his cheeks between your hands

> jinah is sick of the two you, always screaming about how on earth did her brother get an s/o before her, the audacity!

> his shadows adore you, of they’d always try to impress you or get head pats when you tell jin-woo to summon them for you. you live them to bits and always thanks them for a job well done in helping jin-woo with his raids. on the first time you accompanied him for a raid -you had to bribe him with more cuddles- and you were shocked with how his sweet adorable shadows turned a full 180, becoming ruthless towards the enemies. quite a show you’d say. after though, they’re back to flocking over you, even dismissing jin-woo lmao

jin-woo, watching you give each shadows head pats: i hate it here

you: get in line then

> it may be due to his newly acquired talents and his current mental and physical prowess but he has become more perceptive towards you. he can always read you and know just what your mood is and he always tries to make you feel better by giving his whole attention to you.

> of but of course, since dear jin-woo has become quite the looker, you also notice how girls flock over to him. and especially miss hae-in (she’s very sweet yes, but hey that’s your man so like—). the moment you discovered that she left her guild to join jin-woo’s, and then confessed (well basically she did) to your man, well you were upset but really who could blame her? instead of taking your frustrations out on her and your boyfriend, you decided to just talk it out with jin-woo and ask him about how it went. the two of you cleared it out and you got kisses and maybe even more after that ;))

> you and jin-ho are menaces to society when you are together, he hates how endearing and annoying you two can be. i mean, does he really hate it? nope, he absolutely loves seeing you two interact, although his head always throbs when you two start screaming to britney, gaga, and doja.

> a tease, he has become the master of being a tease, you hate it and love it at the same time. he’d trail kisses down your neck to your thighs and leave some marks then he’d suddenly walk away while asking you what take-out you want. rude, that’s what he is. ofc he always finished what he starts tho oop-

> he always randomly bites you now, you don’t know why but it’s really cute when he starts nibbling so you let him be.

> so extra when he tells you that he loves you. he professes it in such weird but adorable ways. one time he had printed out ‘i love you so much’ on a big-ass tarpaulin and had his shadows hold it for him while he’s kneeling down smoldering at you. you hate him so much (you don’t-). or that one time he bought a bouquet basket and had a ring tied to one of the flowers, you had to take the bouquet apart since the damn ring fell to the very bottom.

> sometimes when he gets back to the agency after his dungeon raids you and jin-ho would see him all grumpy and you immediately know that either he wasn’t able to make the enemy his soldier or his coat got ruined.

jin-woo: *sad noises*

jin-ho: that’s okay, you can kill and slaughter the others and take their souls next time

you: jin-ho couldn’t you have worded that better-

over-all, he’s the bestest boyfriend, such a sweet and handsome pretty boy much strong and reliable we love him<333

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- a/n: i can add more to this if you’d like!! just hit me up again lmao it’s too long now so-

[skystarchild123]

Michael in the Syndicate headcanons!

He comes along to meetings whenever they’re on. At first he would stick very close to Ranboo and would only really sit with him, but over time he started to explore and sit with the others. Despite grumbling about it at first, Phil eventually got used to having Michael sit with him.

Techno at first was very indifferent about Michael. The initial reveal that Ranboo was married and had a son created more of a “Phil where did I go wrong?!” reaction from Techno but after that he basically ignored the kid. The more Michael attended meetings though, the more Techno warmed up to the adorable little zombie piglin and eventually he started playing with him during breaks, giving him little gifts of weapons and armour (which Ranboo promptly took away) and he would even tell Michael stories about anarchy and how amazing it is. He becomes sort of a role model to Michael as time goes on.

On top of this, Techno teaches Michael how to speak piglin. Michael already knew the basics from his time in the nether but it was mostly baby-talk and very basic words. Thanks to Techno though, he’s able to learn piglin fluently and the two end up communicating in it often. Techno also gives Michael gold nuggets, gold swords, gold armour, basically anything gold because it reminds Michael of the nether and makes him happy.

Niki is very wary of Michael for the longest time but even she cannot help but eventually crack and admit he’s cute. Learning that he eats cakes, she starts baking again and brings snacks to the meetings (which sidenote everyone loves because their girl is a baking goddess). For the first time in ages, she’s having fun while baking and it becomes a stress relief for her outside of just giving Michael snacks. She also makes him some new clothes to help with the cold because he isn’t very used to it and he refuses to take them off even after going home to Snowchester.

Phil becomes a kind of uncle-figure to little Michael. The guy pretends not to care about him at first, calling him “lil shit” every time he waddles over or insists on sitting with him. It’s very clear however that this Phil showing love in his own way, as seen when he bounces Michael on his leg to make him laugh, crouches down to play-fight with him, and knows when the slightly more violent antics are going to far and hands him back to Ranboo. Phil can’t actually parent Michael like Ranboo does and takes a more ‘experience-based’ approach to teaching life lessons (ie throw him to the sharks and see what happens) but there’s no doubt he has a soft spot in his heart for the “lil shit” that he lets sit with him during meetings.

Oh god Ranboo is a helicopter parent. Michael is absolutely not allowed to come on missions (no Phil it does not “build character”!) and he is constantly monitoring how many snacks his son eats, what gifts Techno is giving him, if he’s tired, hungry, what have you. Luckily, the others are there to tone down the overprotective side of things and over time Ranboo becomes comfortable letting Michael pick up a toy sword and “duel” Phil, explore around not only the syndicate but Techno’s house, do baking with Niki and even go out to play in the snow (which admittedly Michael doesn’t really like because it’s cold but it’s still fascinating to the little guy).

Techno is still very suspicious of Tubbo so Tubbo isn’t allowed into the syndicate yet. As a result, Michael still technically lives in Snowchester. However, Ranboo starts to drop him off at Techno’s house every now and again if him and Tubbo have plans. The first time this happened Techno just did his signature “HA?” while holding little Michael and Phil laughed his ass off in the background. By the time Ranboo came to pick Michael up though, he found his son and Techno sleeping in front of the fire, Phil quietly picking Michael out of Techno’s arms and handing him back over.

It’s a gradual process, but the syndicate slowly become a sort of ‘Michael Protection Squad’. Techno tries to hide it but will actively fight any mob that comes near Michael. Phil is less ‘gotta protect’ and more ‘gotta make sure Ranboo doesn’t have a panic attack’ — he’s also very aware of Michael’s boundaries and will get Michael out of situations that make the baby uncomfortable. Niki goes rage-mode if she hears about something bad happening to Michael, bonus points if it’s another person (especially a person she hates). And, well, Ranboo would start a full ass villain arc for Michael so we know how much he protects his son.

This is a further in the future headcanon (basically a fanfic at this point), but Techno eventually starts to give Michael fighting lessons (under intense supervision from Ranboo, of course) and Michael learns the way of The Blade. Techno gifts him his old Netherite armour a piece at a time, one for every new milestone the boy hits. The final rite of passage is defeating his first wither, which is set up by Phil and Techno and Ranboo isn’t allowed to help with.

(Am I aware that most likely Michael will die soon? Yes. Am I aware that Techno is probably gonna react very badly to the whole marriage and child thing? Yes. Am I ignoring it to have a wholesome found family out in the snowy tundra that just wants anarchy, snacks and the best for the baby? Yes.)

[friendlystarfruit]

requested fan fiction Arataki Itto/Reader he forgets your birthday and has to make it up to you somehow!

This is fan fiction request. Itto forgets your birthday and has to find a way to make it up to you in a really cute way , then the two of you fuck xD It’s all fluff though up until he bounces you on his knee. If you just want smut go half way through to chapter 2 

https://archiveofourown.org/works/36701056?view_full_work=true also you can give kudos xx)

For the anon who requested this please tell me what you thought =D

Your character I wrote as pretty adorable , she has cute little pointy dog ears and a bushy fox tail.

This was a request was for this character you role play as , I kind of developed her character over the other fanfics as being a little bit of a cry baby , I find her to be really cute but some people might want a more neutral or tougher personality type of reader x Itto , seeing the person who requested this fanfic liked her character, I was glad I could let her personality shine through it , I also really like how she brings out Itto's protective side it's cute and she makes him feel important , cus most people roll their eyes and don't take him seriously.

I always try to write humour into my fics, it at least made me laugh what I wrote but you should at least find it cute.

Smut is chapter 2.

Notes:

Sorry for any dyslexic errors !! Please be kind I do my best (= If you spot anything that makes the text hard to read let me know and I'll correct it. Sometimes spelling errors, grammar errors or missing words are missed by me when I edit.

Chapter 1

You where super excited today was your birthday , you had asked Itto to hang out with you today for a picnic , Itto said he’d like to be the one to prepare the meal you thought this meant he’d have a surprise for you.

You had the day off work, you’d already had a small party with family and friends and it was evening , the sun would be setting it would be so romantic!!!!!!

You beamed thinking of all the things Itto would have in store for you , “I bet we’ll play together then he’ll surprise me with a big over the top gift!!!!!!!”

“Or maybe he’ll beat box to me like he did for the traveller” your heart was swollen with excitement you where skipping about , humming and sighing romantically as he waited for him in the spot he’d agree to me.

You leaned against a while with a big smile on your face as Itto swaggered up to you “Hey, hey my lil lady aren’t you just a ray of sunshine? Ya happy to see your boi Itto” He radiated flashing his fangs.

You giggled and he smirked at your excitement to see him , never got bored of his cute little pet fan girling over him , he even posed combing his hair.

“alright lets get this picnic started , I think I out did myself this time but hey you deserve it“ he grinned “check it out “ he purred showing all the food he packed

“And lookie HERE , see what your master Oni Itto did for yea ? look how I painted this cupcake for you”

You looked at the cupcake seeing a tiny icing drawn picture of what appeared to be a not very well drawn super buff man with long hair” (him)

“That’s right baby , I drew you, your’s truly on your cupcake, I mean it’s hard to get icing to truly capture my charm but hey I think I did a pretty good job, I should have baked a whole batch but was low and flour but seeing I’m the generous guy I am I made sure to get my lil pet a treat”

“I wonder if he drew himself on my cake too” You glowed a big smile on your face light irradiating from your eyes , tail wagging so happy and excited.

Itto caught sight of this and puffed out his chest flicking his hair proud of himself. “Impressed by my culinary brilliance eh baby ? go a head have a bite now”

You hummed to yourself all happy and bit into the cupcake suddenly you froze you went pale “What the hell is this shit “ you thought to yourself.

Itto was staring at you waiting for your approval

“huh?” he starred with his mouth open a little worried at your expression. (basically the same expression he made when his beetle was loosing the fight in game)

“It’s so good” you faked (it tasted like he had forgotten to put sugar in it or some weird ingredient instead of sugar)

He smiled “gooooooooooooooooood was a lil worried for a sec when I saw your face, I won’t lie , but of course it’s good ,this is Arataki Itto we’re talking about anything I make is gonna be good baby”

“mmhm” You lie forcing yourself to swallow it.

“can I have a taste?”

“uhhhhhhhhhh” You stuff the whole cupcake in your mouth “opps all done”

“HEY “ he scowls

You didn’t want him to find out this cupcake was utter shit , after all how sweet it was for him to bake it for you ? Maybe he had used the rest of the flour on your birthday cake.

“it was just so good I couldn’t help myself” you muffle as you force yourself to eat another bite on front of him.

“hmmmmmm ok “ He pets your head “come on lets get going, I picked us out the BEST spot on the hill for our picnic “

He swaggers forward and you spit out the cupcake, he looks back and you awkwardly smile at him "heh heh" He was too dumb to read your guilty forced smile.

“don’t fall behind kiddo , let’s get going”

You run up beside him “A special spot “ you think to yourself you imagine candles , candy him gazing into your eye telling you happy birthday and all your friends jumping out of the bushes for your surprise party”

your tail wags uncontrollably and Itto catches this “Hey lil one , you thinking of me?” he chuckles.

“YES” you squeak excited your heart pounding as you get closer to the hill you grab on to him and beam up to him and he pulls you close affectionately smirking at your clinginess “can’t enough of the supreme “ he mutters to himself.

Finally , you where here and…………..you saw people playing chess and suddenly Itto moans “oh darn it that was gonna be our spot, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh c’mon I’ll find another good spot maybe even better no it has to be better! “

I guess there was no surprise party then you thought to yourself.

He pulls you everywhere searching for the right spot “too shaded” , “hey if we eat here you’ll get distracted by the fish I need all the attention of you on meeee”

- you where getting tired he was determined to get the perfect spot, it had to be a better spot than the first spot he picked the new spot couldn’t be second best not for Itto this was sweet but kind of exhausting you wanted to spend a romantic day to him but instead you where picnic spot rating with him.

You sighed watching the sunset and you follow Itto like his loyal pet.

You pull on Itto “Come on Itto lets sit here "

Itto grumbled there's a flock of birds on that tree , you'll only get distracted!!!!!!

You secretly rolled your eyes (He was jealous of you looking at birds instead of him)

" I promise, Itto I won't get distracted by the birds they'll be falling a sleep soon and leaving look at the sun set, it’ll be perfect as long as we’re together”

“Lets try up this hill”

“Ahh he smiles this is a great spot”

You sigh finally “There where lots of great spots”

“uh yeah but this spot is better than the chess players spot that is what is important” he smirked childishly.

You rolled your eyes and sat down , any time you roll your eyes at him you try not to let him catch you, you know how big his ego is.

Suddenly a group of men approached “yo this is our spot Oni boi”

“HAH Oni boi? I am an Oni are you sure you want to mess with one, I’m pride of Oni Itto”

“SHIT’ You scuffed not another competition, you knew he had an ego you knew he’d turn everything into a stupid duel but it was your birthday…

“Oni scum, think you can get yourself a little fox girl instead of sticking your own kind” The guy taunts.

“Eh excuse me” Itto huffs “OH it’s on , you guys against me NOW but hey I’ll be sure to hand you some autograph’s after I wipe the floor with you guys ”

You come up to Itto and pull on him “Itto lets it go what about our date”

“shhhhhh I’ll be done in a sec ok?”

“but Itto”

“Itto please we will miss the sunset” you pine to him like a helpless puppy you look over at the sun setting shaking him harder.

“ENOUGH , there will be plenty of sunsets “

“b-but this one is special “

“SHH stop whinnying alright ?this is important , go sit over there and enjoy the show” he pointed and you lumbered to the spot.

He signalled to you

You titled his head!!

“cheer me on !!!!!! While I fight” he shouted.

He sauntered over to the men “I can take down all three of you ,it is show time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

You make up the spot for the picnic while the men all fight, Itto will win he’s an oni and these punks didn’t seem so tough. They where picking a fight with him because of his race, you knew standing up for himself was important but why hadn’t he been a little bit more understanding, he hadn’t even mentioned your birthday and the chance of “I pretended to forget your birthday” felt unlikely

“Go Itto “your forced yourself but a little tear shed down your cheek and you wiped it away composing yourself “Itto is the –“

Itto looks over “You ok babe ?”

You nod at him and pretend to smile and he gets back to kicking ass.

After he’d finishing kicking ass the block headed man returned.

“So my lil lady your cheering seemed a little , well sucky what’s up huh?” He smiled at you reassuringly ruffling your hair.

“catch that action? , see all my moves I didn’t go too hard on them just hard enough “

“Oh” you sigh

Itto looks at you concerned “, what’s got your fur all ruffled eh? Usually you are all full of praise so what’s up , my little cheer leader got a stomach ache?”

“It’s, it’s nothing- hey Itto “

“Yaaaaaa sure ? well ok then”

“Do you have other plans for today”

He sat down poking enthusiastically through the picnic basket. “mm lots of sweets” he grins “ and well, yeah ,sure , maybe me and the gang will go out do some stuff ya know? , I always make time for mah homies , and I might play hide and seek with the local kids or something, well maybe it'll be too dark to do that , but I'll find something hadn’t really properly planned anything ya know? ”

“You hadn’t planned anything?”

“ehhhh not that I recall”

“but what about this”

“Ehhh didn’t you plan this ? I guess I planned to come though so ” He grinned “hey sunshine you trying to get some dick” he bellows in laughter.

You blush and turn your head “not right now , d- do you do remember what day is today”

“uh-uh yeah “ he chuckles stuffing his face with candy “mmm so good”

“Yeaaa?”

“It’s another special day made by yours truly, I swear this candy is so good , you think my horns would look good in the color of this candy stic---” He looks over to see the tears welling in your eyes “uhh I was just kidding , I won’t change my horns to this candy color”

You run away crying, Itto is filled with alarm “Hey I’m keeping my horns red!!! Come back, look I’ve got candy , cmere!!!!!”

He catches up to you and runs on front of you “Hey look I didn’t know candy horns upset you so much , did you choke on a candy stick as a kid?“

“It’s not that”

“Well ya are crying after I said –“

“It’s what you didn’t say” you whimpered and cuddled your tail.

“I know you’re a cry baby but come on like what did you want some candy, you think I wasn’t gonna share? I was calling out to give yeh some maybe you just didn't hear me !!” (He’s this dumb)

“no , you forgot something important “

“uhhhhhhh”

“Today is my birthday” you sighed with your ears dropped

Itto froze in horror “It’s your , your, what?” he gulped “oh no” he thought.

“You remembered the traveler's birthday but forgot your own girlfriends”you sniffle.

You run away and Itto stands there feeling annoyed at himself..

“Ah dang it” he growls and kicks a pebble in frustration the pebble flies in your direction and hits you on the back of the head and you fall.

"Uhhh double dang it, babe you ok “ He races over and helps you up

“ You rub the back of your head " I just need to be alone”

“You know I’ll out run you , I’m not letting you get away”

You run anyway , Itto runs anyway but trips ,"Dammit" he had got his shorts caught on a thorny bush that he had fallen beside.

“ “how to I fix this?”he sighs.

He frees him self from the thorn and picks himself up but you were now long gone.

He sighs sadly , then clenches his fists "I'll find her " He sees it's getting dark and is feeling worried , if you go too far while it's getting dark you could bump into some bad guys, he had to make sure to protect you and cheer you up. That was his mission !!

He would not back down!!

Chapter 2

: Happy Birthday Summary:

Itto thinks of a really adorable way to make up for forgetting your birthday then of course you and him fuck , you two dogs ;)

You sat behind a fallen log and cried “I’m I not good enough for him, why would he forget my birthday but remember the travellers “ (your character is such an over emotional pup and being important to Itto means everything to her)

It was getting dark and Itto began to rain you where cold and wet but you just froze in your little spot.

Itto was looking everywhere for you , he was starting to get worried he even had his gang look for you too he even had his bull looking for you.

You had your head buried in you hands crying and then you heard a little noise , a little moo, a plump little bull came up to you and licked your fingers you picked up the bull and held him tight.

Itto walked over “There you are, ya had me worried ! It’s getting dark and it’s my job to protect ya! I knew my boi Ushi would find ya and I knew you couldn’t resist petting him , was I right?” chuckled

You let Ushi go and he moos .

“I like his dance”

Itto scotches in closer “ya ?I like your smile”

You sniffle

“c’mere cry baby come sit on my lap”

You get on his lap and he holds you close “I’m sorry I forget your birthday , but you know I love you right?”

You nod a little “I guess”

“What do ya mean “I guess” ? I love yer guts silly ,so don’t insult me with that "I guess" , me and the gang have been just so busy, it must of slipped my mind ? “

“ are you bored of me?”

“bored of you? nah how could I ever get bored of you?!!!!!!! I love you , we have fun together don’t we?

“yea”

“play all sorts of games , eat good food

"We do " you sigh.

"remember how I let you ride me and steer me by my horns it turned out it was fun lil embarrassing, but fun !! and don’t I let you carry around my warrior beetles even though I think you baby them too and that is why they keep losing and how much do I let you play with Ushi, you two dance together and you fed him apples “ (Your character is a sucker for animals)

You nod.

“I don't just do those things with anyone , no sir " he smiles then his smile broke and he was a little more serious " and I look out for ya don’t I?”

“Yea”

“C MERE” he holds you tight and kisses the back of your head, then he strokes your head “I love petting these ears “ he grins your lil tail starts to wag “Atta girl” he purrs “You know I love you”

“Y-yea sometimes I just worry”

Itto rolls his eyes , it’s something he can’t understand when it comes to you, your egos you’re his opposite , he’d be loud and egotistical and your quite and self-conscious, he is brash and angry and your are gentle and sweet, his blood boils over the tiniest things, you are more “Just let it go “ type of person he never lets that anger go which often is to do with his ego. You are two are familiar in many ways but so different in others the person you are though makes him want to protect you and make you smile.

“I’m always here to protect you , my lil pet “ Itto coos to you.

You cling to him helplessly “I love you Itto”

He smiles at the little helpless fluff holding him tight , a frown appears on his face and his eyebrows furrow , he has to do more.

“Hey I have an idea do you have your notepad you take orders with in your bag”.

You nod at him.

“give it here “ He smirks “and the pencil too.”

You hand it over and he starts writing you lean over “no peaking missy” you turn away and wait patiently.

After a while of him writing and erasing and rewriting !!!!!!!!!” HE clears his throat. Heh-hum

“Your birthday letter from the best boyfriend ever. Dear my cute little pet, my little ray of sunshine , today is your birthday, a very special day , the day Itto’s lil ,solemate, his lil cheerleader came into this world. I forgot your birthday and I’m sorry , it really makes me feel bad , but you know what I never forget? I didn’t forget how fuzzy and warm you make me feel, your kindness how I want you all to myself all those things I remember all the time" he stops and winks at you " and I respect and love how sweet you are to everyone you are a crybaby and a clutzz but you are cute a button , you’re not the toughest and I’m always rescuing you and protecting you. You make me feel important , cus sometimes people don’’t take me seriously they roll their eyes at me, some people shun me based on my race and too many of my friends don’t rely on me enough but you always make me feel needed and appreciated . WE are pretty different but we’re the same when it comes to what matters, having fun and wanting to have a better tomorrow for those around us, annnd you rarely annoy me , you don’t nag at me , you let me do things my way and ok maybe ,I get into trouble but you know I’m the leader and I like that. You are a ray of sunshine to me , you make me feel like a new man, I can’t imagine my life without you in my arms , Im a strive to keep smiling but if I was to ever to lose you, ugh the thought even haunts me me “ uh-hum you spot a little tear in his eye.

“Itto are you crying?”

“what no, no " he blushed and turns his head “uh where was I - em , let me keep reading: if you ever left me it would turn your boi Itto ,the beaming sun into a cloudy sky, and come on what would the world be without my smile? so never leave me, keep by my side and know that I love you more than anything , happy birthday and thanx for making it feel like it’s my birthday everyday ”

You of course you cry and hold him tight

He pats your back “sooooooooo does that mean you like it”

“Of course I do”

He playfully rolls his eyes and pets you on the head “

He leans down to kiss you , his enthusiastic lips against yours feels amazing, he makes the kiss passionate and fiery full.

You break off his lips and peer into his crimson sexual eyes.

“I have another birthday present for ya“

“huh” you look up at him and he bounces his knee ,so you to feel the vibrations.

You gasp a little and he smiles at your helplessness .

He signals to his crouch with his eyes.

you blush “Itto I”

“Ugh damn the rain had messed up my hair , hold on a sec” he combs his mane.

“now where were we” he smirks ,he runs his hands over you’re your skirt , and he nibbles your neck and breaths on you then he nips you a little with his fangs”

You sigh a little feeling a little nervous “ I- itto we’re outdoors” your voice trembling only arouses him more.

“aww don’t worry , look I’ll put Ushi on guard duty , oi lil guy you're our look out ok?”

“moo” the chubby bull sees him point at something and walks to where he pointed. “Atta boy” the bull walks forward with a few gentle moos under his breath, and he was dancing as he walked (REALLY CUTE)

“Don’t let his size full you, you've seen him fight right? , he’s almost as tough as yours truly and besides I don’t want that innocent little bull to see what I was gonna do to you” he chuckles

You look at him bewildered “does his bull even understand him? , maybe he’s just being dumb and believes that. I mean, clearly Ushi knew to go to where Itto pointed but knowing that bull, he’d probably just stand somewhere and dance, even in battle all he did was dance , throwing him in to battle was his attack then he’d just jam so it’s not the best security unless somebody stops overcome by the lil bull’s cuteness” you thought to yourself.

Itto licks your face and smiles at you.

You bite your lip nervously and Itto licks his lips.

“I don’t know Itto I , I think--- “ you pull away and he pulls you right back

“now , now ,now my little pet where ya think yer going eh?, you don’t wanna miss out on all the fun do ya?”

“I-“

“sit yourself back down and let master Itto work his magic” he brags.

Itto runs his hands up your skirt “Itto “ you gasp

He purrs on your neck sending shivers down your spine.

He works your clit with his hand and you melt “Oh Itto”

“Say my whole name “ he purrs”

“Arataki Itto “ you purr as the pleasure engulfs you.

his voice vibrates against your neck and your pussy is pooled with wetness, he can feel it against his fingers , he removes his hand and licks your juices “You taste so good” he growls licking his finger seductively , he watches you staring with your mouth open a little drool dribbling down your chin “Heh my pet, hungry for me ? it’s show time he whispers in your eye, Itto could be such a master at seduction when it came to you, the man could be a doofus at times but when it came to seducing his little pet he knew exactly how to tickle her between her legs and have her in sexual awe of him. (Honestly the man is a badass in battle so he's a badass in bed too ;) )

Itto grabs your tits and you gasp, he takes off your top and massages your full tits in his hands “Such lovely and plump tits” he bites his lip as his cocks roars with arousal twitching in his pants , he paws at it too sooth it’s ache over his shorts, rubbing his fingers up the indent and rubbing his thumb on the tip while his other hand squeezed one of your tits, you run your hand down to massage your clit and Itto smiles , you can fell his super hard throbbing cock against you , you can’t hold back the arousal sensations tickling between your legs , you moan a sigh of relief with your hand pushing the folds of your pussy against your clit

“Itto you have such power over me”

Precum leaked though his shorts listening to you praise him “I’ve never met a man more handsome, even your horns they make you look strong and bad ass” you whimpered a little as he stroked him over his pants, his cock painfully strained against his clothing begging to get proper attention , rubbing it gently with his fingers helped ease the tension but he needed more.

He pushes you to the ground and mounts you ,he looks at your vulnerable blushing face and smiles as he unbuckles himself you began to help him “Excited aren’t we” he chuckles

“I can’t help it Itto the things you do to me are –“

Itto drinks in the compliment , he can almost feel his cock thud hearing those words.

“There is something I wanna try he purrs” he takes off your top and works his way up to your breasts now straddling your chest , I want you to rub me off with your tits babe”

You nod and push your tits as tight as you can against his cock and rub them up and down “uhhh my pet good girl” he purrs , you reach up and such the tip of his dick while you tit fuck him “Ugh atta girl” he purrs in pleasure.

You can taste the preum on your lips , Oni cum tastes like earthy salty caramel , it’s very sweet so you lap up every oozing reward , you tickle your tongue on the tip of his cock teasing him a little , and he groans “get to work my pet give your boi the full course” then you massage your whole mouth on his dick , he can feel your lips massaging the sweet spot while his shaft is met with the soft pillowy tits that give his dick soft friction . “aw yea” He responds as you suck him, you kiss and massage your lips on his cock then take the whole head in your mouth , using your lips to stimulate every needy nerve on the head of his mushroom headed cock.

He buckles a little at the pleasure.

“master I need some attention too please “ you whine

he pulls off you lowering his cock to your sweet little entrance “Well since you asks so nicely” he chuckled and pushes his cock into you and fucks you , you stimulate your clit while he is on top of you , you feel his hot cock inside you and he feels the warm tight, spongy wet cave of your little pussy.

“Such a good girl for your master” he purrs

“Oh Itto thank you”

He thrusts deeper , panting on top of you, he cups your face and faces you to him “Good girl” he pants

“Oh master Itto , you are the undefeated champion of fucking”

The more praise you gave him the better he got off, the friction of your tight pussy pampered the nerves of his cock , pleasure in all the right places.

“master let me suck you off properly “

“HE smiles say please”

“Please”

He forces himself out of you and stands above you, you get on your knees, wagging your tail in excitement , he grins flashing his sharp fangs down at you, a mighty man towering over you with those red horns , you blush and look up “master you are so beautiful”

“ of course I am now take my cock”

“Yes master " you oblige , you rub your hands up his cock and suck , you drool onto his dick and smile at him , he shutters almost loosing his cool as your big dilated sexual eyes caught him causing his heart to fall and then his chest to tighten.

You tease the pulsating head with his tongue and he gets flustered by you gently nibble his cock and locking eyes with him then you purr against his cock sending warm humid vibrations on to it, he nearly faints "Don't tease" he growls you obey him but secretly you enjoy teasing Itto his desperate arousal is a big turn on .

Then you squeeze your lips and start working his cock up and down your lips while you also jacked him off with one hand , you took your other hand and started touching yourself.

Itto arched his back “Fuck that feels good” he roared.

You concentrated on the throbs in your mouth, Itto's heavy panting , how good he was feeling because of you , he petted you “such a good fucking girl” he says he starts push your head harder and fuck your mouth , at this point you can feel yourself cumming , all with one hand rubbing yourself the other on his cock , while sucking him off, it is having an effect on you , you are really getting you off, you break of his cock for one second with a trail of drool connecting your mouth to the tip of his cock “master “Itto I’m cumming”

“UGH FUCk YES” Itto groaned he was so worried he’d cum too soon , he was just so aroused , getting off ,so well , it would have been forced to edge himself and that was a nightmare for such a horny beast.

Your pussy contracted and your moans where pathetic and needy , they where muffled by Itto’s cock , both your hearts where racing , Itto felt you suck him off harder, your plump lips closing tighter against him and his cock , exciting him greatly it was like sucking you off was pleasuring you at the same time, but it was even if it was your hand on your needy pussy it was his pleasure that was getting you off , it was his pleasure that resulted in you cumming for him.

Tears streamed down your face you broke off his cock while vigorously rubbed him with one of your hands “master Itto , you are what dreams are made of “

“UGH FUCK YES MY PET “ he roared he as you mouthed his cock again , he buckled into you “HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIRL, MY GOOD PET” Itto screeched helplessly as he shot his load down your throat then the second pump of cum he took his cock from your mouth and he aimed for your tits , both of you panted satisfied , you tits painted in cum , you licked your lips and wagged your tail beaming up at him , he gasped for one second overcome the happiness cutest pair of eyes he’d ever seen ,

He smiled panting and petted your head “that’s my girl” he breathed heavily.

The moment was broken however “Hey Ushi , you looking for the bosses girl too?”

It was one of his gang, both of your hearts sank as you both scrambled getting dressed.

You where barley dressed , Itto had now got his shorts back on and stood protectively on front of you , when one of his gang appeared and saw the cute little twitching ear hiding behind Itto and a clearly half dressed girl still visible girl the gap of Itto’s legs , he smiled “So you too made up”

Itto pouted “hey ya better wipe that smirk off your face and look the other way , she an't dressed“

“Sorry boss” he walked away trying to hold back his laughter.

Itto sighed “I hope he didn’t see too much , your mine “ he pouted he turned around looking down at you powerful and hungry while you finished getting dressed he smirked and you gasped looking up this mighty intimating man.

He picked you up cradling you in his arms “I’ll take you home, babe you must be tired “ he winked at you and chuckled.

It was true you actually fell asleep in his arms , you where so cute too , he blushed at the sight off your ears twitching and you murmuring “Itto” in your sleep, it made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside and he was overcome with pride that you where dreaming about him.

Once he took was a the door he gently sat you down so not to wake you and looked at the spot you had recently told him there was a hidden key, he unlocked the door and picked up and put you in bed.

Your little breath as you slept was so cute, he stroked your forehead and smiled. Then he walked away looking back “Happy birthday baby’

[kouomi]

Family Secrets

Summary: How long would you be able to keep your relationship with your brothers’ best friend a secret? (F!reader x Suna Rintarō)

Warnings: slight jealously (basically none!)

Word Count: 3,813

A/N: the beginning of this is a little rocky sorry about that(it’s explaining a lil background I didn’t know where to put it)! This is also my first fic for Haikyuu and on this account so sorry if anything is off!

Posted: March 3rd, 2021 6:26 am EST

Having two older brothers isn’t easy for any girl. Especially if those older brothers are twins and especially if you were all in the same year at school.

Everyone at your school knew you as the Miya twins little sister and while you hated the title it was one that you’d had since you were born so overtime you grew used to it. You constantly lived in their shadow, especially when they started playing volleyball so in an attempt to gain your own title you started playing as well. You’re a setter for the girls team at Inarizaki, set to take the position of captain next year once your current third year captain is out of high school.

Your practice had just ended and after taking a quick shower in the locker room you headed to the other gym where the boys team was still practicing, silently slipping in the door and sitting on the bench.

“Little Miya is here!” Akagi exclaims, a few heads turning to face you. You give a small wave without looking up from your phone, rolling your eyes at the familiar sound of your brothers starting a fight.

“Why are you here?” Osamu asks on one of their water breaks, staring down at you from where he stood.

“Mom won’t let me walk home alone after practice and Yaku wasn’t here today.” You explain with a sigh, “So I have to wait for you two.”

“I forgot we’re going home today.” Atsumu groans, “She’s gonna kill me.”

“Why?”

“He failed the maths test.”

You can’t help the laugh that bubbles past your lips, Atsumu glaring at you and your other brother as you laugh at his expense. He starts going on about how it wasn’t his fault but you don’t pay much attention, instead your gaze meeting another a few meters behind him. Almost as soon as you lock eyes they look away and you do the same, resisting the blush that tries to rise up your face.

After another thirty minutes of their practice they’re finally let go, everyone else on the team heading towards the dorms while you, Atsumu, and Osamu make your way towards the front gate.

“There’s at least two girls on my team that have a crush on you guys.” You add to their conversation after listening in on them talking about their fan girls for the past ten minutes.

“Eh? Why would someone like ‘Samu?” Atsumu asks.

“You literally have the same face.” You blink, watching as he goes to argue but can’t seem to find any words that work in his favor.

While the twins on either side of you kept talking you pulled out your phone, a small smile crossing your face as your fingers danced across the screen to reply to a text. You’d turned down your brightness and tilted your phone closer to your face so your brothers wouldn’t be able to read anything but they still eyed you suspiciously, silently sharing their questions with each other over your head.

“Y/n? What’re ya doin?” Atsumu asks, making you turn off your phone and shove it in your pocket.

“Texting my team.” You answer coolly, “Some of us actually have to put work in outside of practice.”

“Oi it’s not my fault yer a vice captain and we’re not!”

“What about organizing makes you smile like that?” Osamu asks. You cringe at his words; of course he’d be the one to pick up on that.

“When did this turn into twenty questions?” You ask, voice slight squeaking as you spoke.

“Does our baby sister have a boyfriend?” Atsumu grins, resting his arm on your shoulder.

“No, and don’t call me that! You’re not even a year older than me!” You exclaim, shoving his arm off and picking up your pace so you walked ahead of them instead of between.

“Hey, get back here!”

After dinner with your family you sat in your room, repeatedly setting a volleyball into the air above you and occasionally groaning as you hear your brothers through the thin walls of your home. While you were practicing your mind wandered to how close you’d come to being found out by the duo all because of a stupid smile. You’d managed to hide your relationship for nearly five months now but it was getting harder and harder, especially considering your boyfriend was one of your brothers close friends and teammate. You’d wanted to tell them before but it would just cause unnecessary awkwardness and maybe even distrust among the four of you so you decided to keep it secret. It did make things more interesting sometimes but also immensely difficult to find places you could go on dates without risk of being caught, as things as simple as texting nearly exposed your relationship.

Your train of thought is interrupted by a knock on your window, the volleyball above you coming crashing down on to your face when you turn to look at the source of the noise. Rubbing your nose you stood up and crossed the room, gasping lightly when you see the main topic of your thoughts standing on the branch of the tree outside your window.

“Rin?!” You whisper yell after pushing open the glass, sticking your head outside.

He flashes you a small smile as you reach out to help him inside, leaving the window open behind him in case he needed to use it as a quick escape route.

“What’re you doing here?”

“Thought I’d stop by.” He responds, reaching out and pulling you towards him with one of your hands before his arms snake around your waist, “We haven’t hung out in a while.”

“Ya could’ve just waited til tomorrow.” You say though find yourself melting into him, “‘Tsumu and ‘Samu are literally on the other side of that wall.”

“Well I was on my way to the store and thought I’d stop by.”

You shake your head with a sigh as your arms move around his back, one of your hands between his shoulder blades and the other on the back of his neck. He leans down, face hovering in front of yours for a moment before you close the space between you and press your lips to his.

“You really can’t stay.” You mumble, pulling apart momentarily to talk.

“Just for a little bit.” He says, pecking your lips again before lowering his head to the crook of your neck.

“Rin.” You warn though your words lose any authority when he presses a delicate kiss to your jaw making you subconsciously lean closer into his grasp with a slight intake of breath.

“Okay, maybe just a bit.”

You feel him smile before he peppers your neck in kisses, one of his hands moving up to lightly hold the side as his thumb gently pushes up your chin. You turn and press a kiss to his temple before you angle your head up and to the side, giving him more access as you both take a few unstable steps back until the back of your legs hit your bed. Slowly you fall back on to the mattress, Suna following and hovering over you with one of his hands hooked under your lower back.

“Hey Y/n?” He asks quietly, thin eyes baring into your own.

You hum, eyes flickering away for a moment to brush some of his hair out of his face.

“Can we take a nap?”

Your face falls at his question before a small laugh bubbles past your lips, “We can’t, my brothers might walk in.”

The middle blocker gives a disappointed groan before he lays down on top of you, his head resting on your chest as his arms encircle your waist.

“Just five minutes.” He mumbles.

Before you could respond you heard a loud crash from the wall next to you followed by shouting and a yell of your name. The color drained from your face as footsteps approached your room, Suna quickly jumping up and scanning the room for some where to hide. You jester towards the window and he narrows his eyes before climbing out, nearly slipping as he steps on the branches of the tree.

“Y/n!” Atsumu yells as he throws open your door, “Help!”

“What do you-“ Before you could finish your sentence the boy in front of you is tackled to the ground by a flash of grey hair, the two rolling around on the ground of your room.

“Give it back ya asshole!”

“I can’t! I already ate it!”

“What?!”

You watch with wide eyes as they fight, neither paying much attention to you as they carry whatever they’d started on in your room. Even being their sister you had a hard time distinguishing between them with how fast they were moving around, flashes of grey and blonde the only indicator of who was who.

“Stop! You’re gonna knock me over-!” Your words are cut off by the heavy sound of you being sent to the floor, yelling as you’re unwillingly dragged into their fight.

“What is wrong with you two?!”

“He ate my Onigiri!” Osamu exclaims, narrowly missing a punch to the gut, “I spent two hours making that!”

“It’s not my fault ya left it out!” His twin yells back, using his knee to keep down one of his opponent’s legs.

“You’re fighting over food?” You ask exasperatedly, hissing when your hair is violently yanked to the side. As you tried to pull yourself free from their tangle of limbs a swift fist swings into your eye, a yelp of pain leaving you as you reach up to cradle your face.

“Look what ya did now!” Osamu says, reluctantly pulling away from your brother and kneeling in front of you.

“Yer both stupid ya know that?” You hiss, cowering away when a hand reaches out towards you.

“Shit- Y/n I’m sorry, are you okay?” Atsumu asks, any previous fight now long forgotten as they both crouch in front of you with concerned looks.

“Is it bad?” You question, lowering your hand and cringing when you notice their eyes widen.

“Ya think you could pull off purple eyeshadow?”

You groan before taking his hand and letting him pull you up, walking towards the small mirror on your desk and withering at the sight. The area around your right eye was already red and starting to turn purple and swell, reminding all three of you of the strength the brothers had that they often forgot about.

“‘Tsumu, stop eating everything you see, ‘Samu it’s kind of your fault for leaving it out.” You sigh, watching them both deflate and go to argue with you before looking back at your eye, “Now get out.”

“Are you sure? I can getchya an ice pack or somethin?” Atsumu asks but you shake your head.

“Just go, I’ll be fine.”

They reluctantly walk out of your room, flashing you an apologetic look as you trail behind them and close the door with a heavy sigh.

After inspecting your eye a little while longer you pull out your phone, scrolling through your contacts for a moment before finding Sunas.

You roll your eyes but still do so, cringing at the sight of the ugly purple that’d started to develop before you hit send.

-

The next day you after you’d gone back to campus you’d gotten a lot of questions about your eye, especially once you went to your morning classes. You’d started to grow annoyed with the persistent, never ending same question over and over and by the time your free period rolled around you were ready to spend the rest of your day in your dorm. On your way to the front of the building you stopped at your locker, unable to resist the smile that pulled at the corners of your lips when you saw your favorite food sitting in a bag next to your books, a small note attached to the top.

Hope you can see this with one eye

-Rintarō

You tuck the note in your pocket before pulling the food out of your locker, making your way towards where you and your friends always met up for lunch. They seemed surprised about your black eye and thankfully didn’t bring up the topic after you explained the story behind the ugly mark.

“You know, some of the boys on the boys volleyball team are pretty cute.” You hear one of the girls say, effectively gaining your attention.

“Especially the second years.” The girl next to you say, “No wonder the twins have so many fan girls.”

“You guys are gonna make me throw up.” You groan, wrinkling your nose at the thought of seeing your brothers in that light.

“Hey, you can’t deny that they’re cute!” She giggles, shoulder bumping into yours as she does so, “Maybe you could set me up with one of them.”

“In your dreams.” You scoff and she frowns.

“What about Suna?” Your other teammates speaks up. You have to resist the urge to shut down the conversation, not wanting to hear other girls talk about how attractive they found your boyfriend.

“Hm, now that you mention it he is pretty handsome.” Another girl weighs in, “His eyes are kind of hypnotizing.”

“What do you think Y/n?”

“I guess he’s cute.” You shrug, trying to seem nonchalant as you refused to make eye contact.

“We should go to the boy’s practice after ours.” Your friend suggests, “We can just watch for pointers.”

“Kori is trying to pick up a new boyfriend!”

As the rest of your team continues laughing and talking about the boys team you find yourself pulled into your own thoughts, worries and insecurities already working their way into the confidence you had in your relationship. What if one of the other girls made a move on Suna? Would he play along with it just to keep the guise of being single? How far would he let her go? Would he realize that he wants to be with someone other than you? Perhaps someone prettier?

By the time you were brought back to reality everyone else was already packing up their things, forcing you to shove the thoughts in the back of your mind though they whispered to you through out the rest of your classes.

-

“Alright you girls can pack up, we’re done for the day!” Your coach announces. You walk with the rest of your team towards the locker rooms with a towel wrapped loosely around your neck, your breathing heavy from the effort from practice. You were excited for it to finally be over and be able to spend the rest of the night with your boyfriend, though your plans are quickly thrown off when someone calls your name from the other side of the gym.

“Y/n, I need you to stay behind with the third years.” Your coach says making you inwardly groan though you still nod and jog towards the small group.

“You know where we’ll be Y/n!” Your friends call out, waving as they close the door to the gym behind them.

The extra practice goes by painstakingly slow, another half hour passing before you were allowed to shower and leave. You practically ran to the other gym, internally panicking at the thought of what you might walk into when you pushed open the doors.

Finally you made it, wasting no time in stepping into the familiar room and quickly scanning the people littered through out. You notice a few groups split off talking to each other, rolling your eyes as you see Atsumu flirting with the girls around him while Osamu stood next to him with an unamused expression. Moving on from them you looked on the other side of the gym, finding your boyfriend standing on the corner of the court.

Relief floods you as you begin to approach him though it’s short lived when you see the girl standing a little too close for comfort. Suna had his signature neutral expression as he spoke to her, not even flinching when she lays a hand on his bicep and steps closer, looking up at him with a coy grin. A sick feeling makes it’s home in your stomach as you watch them and how unbothered he seemed by it all, even giving her one of his rare smiles. You find it harder to believe it’s all an act, that his actions weren’t genuine and he wasn’t actually entertaining her advances. Maybe he was thinking about other options; he had to be tired of how secretive and sneaky he had to be with you and was looking for someone else, someone he could be public with. Maybe you were losing him.

The final straw for you is when you see her hand trail up to hold his face, the action chilling you to the bone and sending you across the room. You’re quickly within range of the two as you approached from behind the girl, Sunas eyes meeting yours and lighting up slightly.

“Oh hey Y/n, I didn’t know if you were going to make it.” Your teammate smiles, her hand still resting on Sunas arm as she turned around to talk to you.

“Yeah. So, what’s going on?” You respond, getting straight to the point as you shift your weight uncomfortably.

“Just having a little chat with Suna here.” She responds, turning towards the man in question so she was practically shoved against him now. You not so subtly cringed at the action which he took notice to, finally taking the opportunity to throw the girl off.

“I’ve been waiting for you.” Suna says, peeling himself away from your teammate and stepping closer to you, “Ready to go?”

He tightly loops an arm around your waist, his thumb running up and down on your uniform clad hip. You’re caught off guard by his sudden public display but quickly cover it with a smile, feeling relief flow through you as he distances himself from the girl.

“Sorry for keeping you waiting.” You say as your arm goes behind his back, “Coach had me do extra practice with the third years.”

“It’s fine, Kori was here to keep me company.” He responds, both of your gazes flickering to the girl who stood almost dumbfounded next to you.

“Wait are you two...?” She asks, neither of you quite answering though the answer was heavily implied, “Miya? With someone like you as a boyfriend? Either you’re lying or-“

You notice Suna roll his eyes before he pulls you flush against himself, leaning down and pressing his lips to yours in one swift motion. You melt into him as your hand reaches up to cup his face, pulling away with an ethereal smile.

“Or you’re really good at lying.” Kori finishes, blinking at you both as if she’s trying to catch up to the sequence of events. After a few moments of the three of you intensely staring at each other she gives a smile and walks off to your other teammates by the door, a rapid conversation bursting out amongst them complete with constant glances and gasps.

“Y/n?!”

You cringe at the sudden, all too familiar yell of your brothers as they quickly push through the girls around them and rush over to where you stood. Suna tenses slightly and turns towards them, his arm loosening so you could stand beside him though it still stays comfortably wrapped around your body.

“What was that?!” Atsumu exclaims, eyes dancing back and forth between you and his friend, “The two of you just...”

“Are you... dating?” Osamu asks, narrowing his eyes slightly as he spoke.

“Yeah.” Suna answers, watching as their expressions fall and they look at each other before back at you.

“How long?” The blonde questions.

“Five months.” You respond this time.

“What?!”

“Well it was great talking to you but we better get going.” You say, gently pushing Suna towards the door in an attempt to escape your brothers.

“Hold on a minute,” Osamu says, as they work their way between you and your boyfriend, “Suna, do ya really think ya can get off that easy datin our precious little sister?”

“Didn’t you give her a black eye?”

“That’s besides the point! Ya know if ya do anythin to hurt her I’m gonna-“

“Why would I hurt her?” Suna interrupts, the three Miyas turning to face him, “She’s my girlfriend, I care about her.”

It’s silent for a moment as your brothers stare in surprise, their minds finally catching up as they search for something else to say.

“Tsumu if you keep this up I’m gonna tell em about your little crush.” You say before they can start again, watching as his face loses color and his expression falls, “And ‘Samu I’ll take all of your cookbooks.”

“... Yer safe for now Suna.” Atsumu says quietly, giving his friend a soft glare.

You take this as an opportunity to escape the twins, wasting no time in quickly making your way across the gym and out the double doors. A breath you didn’t realize you were holding finally leaves your lungs, Suna looking down at you and noticing how exhausted physically and mentally you seemed. Silently he laces your fingers together and gives your hand a gentle squeeze in an effort to help you relax even if it were only slightly.

“We don’t have to hide anymore.” You say quietly though it’s loud in both of your ears, the sentence one you’ve been wanting to say for a long time. Suna responds by pulling your hand up to his face and pressing a kiss to your knuckles before letting your interlaced hands dangle between you. It was a luxury you hadn’t yet been able to experience, holding his hand out in public. Something about the simple action made your heart flutter, your eyes flickering towards Suna momentarily before back towards the path. It was as if you were confirming your relationship, announcing to the world and more importantly your brothers that Suna was your boyfriend.

“Why do you keep looking at me like that?” Suna asks, pulling you out of your thoughts.

“Just admiring.” You answer, smiling as he gives you a weird look before squeezing your hand.

“I think I’m gonna like this.” He mumbles, abruptly pulling you into himself by your hand.

You stumble for a moment before relaxing against him, your arms finding their place wrapped loosely around his neck while his hold you firmly in place by your waist. Your hand cups his cheek as you lean closer, stopped centimeters away close enough for his breath to dance on your face and lips to barely graze your own.

“Me too.”

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that’s daddy!

read the first installment here!

last fic of 2020! thank you guys so much for all the love and sweet messages, i’ve only been here for a short time, but you guys have rlly gotten me through being able to post my writing publicly 💕 

Summary: another mix up, but this time it’s 10x more embarrassing

Warnings: lil’ smut but not so smut

Pairings: Husband, Dad!Harry x reader 

You and Harry had woken up five minutes prior. Your mumbles in both your sleepy, raspy voices of good morning and your morning pecks out of the way. Now the two of you were cuddled up in bed. You were lowered in bed, on your side. Your head under Harry’s arm, one arm by your side, while the other was tracing the butterfly on Harry’s chest absentmindedly.

Harry was on his back; one of his arm’s brought down– his fingers caressing the side of your face. 

“Plans for the day?” you ask H, tilting your head back slightly.

He was blissed out and zoned out, his mind running a mile a minute. With that he had hummed, asking you to repeat yourself. 

“Plans for the day, H?” you asked again. 

“Oh, have to head to the set in a few. Are you and B still meeting me there?”

“Why? Do you want us to?” you tease. 

“What do you think” he imitated, pulling on the hand that was once on his stomach to guide you upward and closer to him. 

You smiled knowingly down at him, your body hovering over him. While he winds a hand to the back of your neck pulling you down quickly. 

“Frisky, huh” you joked, pulling away. But you were hastily pulled down– Harry  snakes his arm higher using his bicep now to bring you down all the way– your body now bonded to Harry’s. Your sleeping shirt rubbing against his skin.

Harry kissed you roughly and was rough during the time he rolled the both of you over, so you were encased in him. Your non-stop grinding figure causing the growling he was emitting. And it would’ve gone father if it wasn’t for the pitter-patter of small feet walking past your open door. (You had left open last night for Bia this morning.)

He pulled away, breathless. Looking over his shoulder, using the hand that wasn’t under your neck to hold his body up. Only to see the four-year-old bouncing at the end of the bed, her favorite stuffed animal (an off-white duck) clutched in both her hands in front of her. 

“B, remember what we talked about” Harry reminded her sweetly, laying on his back next to her mother. 

“Sorry daddy” she pouted, her figure still. “Morning!” she squealed, running till she was laying in between you and Harry. It was always so surreal how crazy her emotions had shifted, but not very surprising. 

“Morning bunny” Harry replied, kissing her forehead.

“Morning B” you replied, kissing her cheeks until she was laughed out, begging for mercy. 

“What? don’t like mummy’s kiss?” Harry had asked, tickling her side.

“No!” she quipped, a mischievous, a very Harry look on her face.

You gasped in make-believe at her statement, looking up at Harry a plan in your eyes that he had naturally understood. You were each assigned a cheek of B’s and at once attacked her with kisses.

She broke out into a fit of giggles, each of her tiny hands brought up to clutch onto each of your chins, trying with all her might to push the both of you away. 

“Okay! Okay!” she yelled, but it took her awhile with all the laughing she was doing. 

“You love mummy’s kisses?” you asked her

“Yes!” she screamed, adjusting herself so she was now laying on top of you. Her cheek rested against yours, which she had kissed before settling herself to down– to further persuade you. You wrapped both your arms around her instantly, one of hers coddling the lobe of your ear. 

Harry shuffled closer to the two of you. On his side he used an arm to support his head. 

“Angel, guess what?” he beamed.

“What Daddy?”

“You and mum are gonna be meeting on set today” 

She was confused, and you could tell from the lack of emotion she let out at Harry’s information. She was four, so you couldn’t blame her for not understanding how exciting it would be to see her father live in action. 

“B” you started, gaining her attention. “Me and you are gonna meet daddy at work and watch him act and meet everyone else...like Descendants how everyone is at the isle of the lost” you divulged, trying to make this exciting as possible for her. 

“We’re going to the Isle of the lost?” she interrupted, her head tilting slightly in confusion. 

“No no” you laugh “It’s like– you know what nevermind. Basically, we’re gonna go see daddy at work, but with movies”

“Were going to the movies?” 

“Kind of, but instead we’re gonna watch how movies are made”

“Ohh” she dragged, still a bit confused, but she really only understood that she would be meeting her dad at work. Harry laughed at your attempt, knowing you were shit at explaining things and trying to explain something like this to a toddler was only harder for you. 

“it’s okay B, you’ll see soon” Harry reassured her. “What do the two of you want for breakfast?” 

Peeling off the comforter, he got out of bed stretching his back out. A deep, pleasurable groan leaving his mouth. Causing a giggle between you and Bia. 

“Pancakes and strawberries, please” Bia requested.

“Can I have French toasts pleaseee” you beg.

“You got it” Harry replied, making his way out of the room after grabbing a shirt from his dresser. 

He could hear the whispering between the two of you, most likely scheming against him. But when he had started making his way to the door, he heard a shrill voice filled with cackles.

“Thank you best daddy in the world!” B had recited. Harry had shook his head a great smile on his face, close to tears. He raised his hands high, making a heart with his hands catching the eye of the two of his best girls, that were still laughing, in his bed.

-

Only a few hours earlier you and B had kissed Harry a see you later at the door. Now it was only the two of you in the parking lot of the set, one of the employees from the movie, sent to guide you and B to your location. 

You looked down at your little girl, who’s hand was pancaked with yours, skipping behind you. Her pony tails shifting and her shoes lighting up with each bounce. 

“You excited miss Styles” you ask.

She hummed an answer, toi immerse into the song she was singing.

“I was requested by Harry to bring some goldfish and strawberries for Bia. Is that okay?” she double checks

“That’s perfect. Thank you so much” you smile as she stops abruptly in front of you, tapping away at her tablet.

“No problem, they’ll be inside” she smiled back, looking up “Here’s his trailer, if you need anything I’m once again Ximena” she waved a goodbye to you and Bia. 

You climb up the steps, gently, Bia trailing closely behind you. Opening the door, you walk inside to see the spacious area. 

The first thing you see when walking in is the platter of Cut strawberries and packs of B’s favorite varieties of goldfish on the coffee table, catching her attention instantly as she sprints towards the snacks. Getting herself comfortable on the sectional sofa in front of the tv. 

You can see a counter, an array of cosmetic products settled on top.  One chair sat behind the counter, facing a wall with a large mirror mounted on the wall. You walk farther in the trailer to see on the counter, a framed picture of the three of you on an impromptu picnic, your heart filled as you eyed the picture. 

you loved that day

Lastly, all the way in the back you could see a large bed, probably a queen, which you could tell was laid upon earlier. 

You walked over to Bia, taking a seat next to her, who shoved yet another strawberry into her mouth. You chuckled lowly, grabbing the remote from the coffee table. Putting something on just for her. 

You were getting engrossed in the show when the door to the trailer flung open, Harry walking into his hands on his hips. 

Bia had jetted off the sofa, running towards her dad, who had crouched down to pick her up. Spinning her around as she giggled, twinkling.

You paced towards him, flinging yourself softly onto him, as he was still holding B.

“Hi love, missed you” he said softly, bringing his right hand up to secure the back of your head, bringing you into a kiss. 

“Why are you so out of breath” you asked, laughing. You could see the glimmer of sweat along his hairline. 

“Ran all the way over here. I just finished a scene when they told me you two were here” jostling Bia a bit. 

“You’re so cute” you said with a fond look, welcoming him for a quick peck. “And you look so handsome. Love when your hair is parted like this”

One of the first things that you had noticed was how dapper he had looked in the brown suit.  

You tell him getting a cocky smirk in response. You take your finger and gently move a strand of his hair that hung in between his eyebrows, moving it so it was flowing to the right– as it should be. 

“Thank you lovie, how about I show the two of you around.”

-

You were walking down the lines of trailers, The three of you linked together like monkeys in a barrel, Bia walking in the middle. As you walked down Harry showed her all the equipments, teaching her how things worked, helping her pronounce the tough words, and explaining what they were for.

“They’re shooting something right now. You want to watch?”

“Mhm” 

You crouch to pick up Bia, her short legs slowing the two of you down if you had to be honest. She sat on your hip, now a bit farther away from Harry. He had been quick to drape his arm over his arm over your shoulder, bringing you both closer. 

“Remember you have to be quiet” Harry reminded B, as you both walked closer to a scene that was about to start. 

“I remember” she whispered.

It was only a minute or two that went by, when Bia let out a quiet groan. Frustrated to no end. 

“Daddy” She had groaned again, her hand in a tiny fist. You looked down at her, face scrunched up.

“What is it baby?” he asked, grabbing her fist. Her hand now enclosed over his finger.

“My eyes. S’ too bright”

You and Harry smiled down at her, You watched as Harry opened one of the jackets. Slipping his hand inside one of the pockets, you assumed, pulling out a pair of sunglasses. He perched them gently on her face. So big they had slid down her nose. 

“Better?” you asked, kissing the top of her head

She nodded her head, turning her attention, so she was watching the extras move around and the actors/actresses recite their lines. 

The three of you stood there for another ten minutes, but had to go when Harry looked down at his watch. Smile falling not wanting to leave you both.

“I gotta go lovie, but I’m gonna drop off you both at the trailer first” he says grasping your hand, leading you both away from the ongoing scene.

“What?” you pout “I thought I would’ve been able to see you in action” you tease.

“I know, I know” he sighs, walking in front of you so he can clasp your face between his palms. Which were by now ringless, except for the wedding ring prop. His, from your wedding day, sat next to his journal on his night stand. 

“But I’d not rather kiss another woman in front of B...Plus you’ll make me nervous”

“I make you nervous” you keen

“Don’t act surprised” he quips “Remember the time I spilled my drink all over your lap on our first date?” he asks, you nod in confirmation. “There you go! Now let’s get you two back to the trailer” he ended the conversation swiftly, grappling both your shoulders gently. Squeezing them lovingly as he guided you back to the trailers. 

You and H had been entranced in a conversation when B had squealed letting out excitedly “Puppy!”

The sound of her excitement got both of your attention, looking down to see none other Dodger on a leash held by Chris freaking Evans. 

“Hey Chris!” Harry greeted, putting his hands out for a handshake. Harry had let go of your shoulder as Chris pulled Harry in for what you called ‘manly man shoulder tap’. “You’ve met y/n, this” he pointed to B “Is Bia, my daughter” Harry, properly, introduced the squirming girl in your arm, trying so hard to pet the dog, pinching her cheek. 

“Hi” you greeted Chris, clearing your throat afterwards. 

You met Chris when the cast had got together for a bonding moment at a very fancy restaurant. But god, could you ever get used to the fact that your husband worked with Chris freaking-hot- Jamal Evans and you basically had access to see him whenever? No. Never.

When the news had broke out that Chris would be joining in as a cast member, you were probably more excited than Harry, as you had ran around the room in twirls at the fact that you were going to see two of the most handsomest men in the world in one movie. And you were married to one of them. 

Harry could do nothing that day not wanting to burst your bubble with the slight jealousy he had felt as he laid back on the bed, watching your very familiar crazy behavior. A smile on his face. 

“Almost as if you were the one acting with him baby” he teased you, making his way hastily towards you, throwing you over his shoulder a quick smack to your ass. 

And the dinner was not any easier. Your hand in Harry’s hands, placed over the table. Which you was his way of slight possessiveness, while you sat across from Chris Evans himself, trying so hard not to act like such a fangirl. His eyes were so blue, so bright, it was hard not to get caught in those. 

But you were married and had to calm down. Letting Harry know multiple times if this were Jennifer Aniston he would have all the passes he wanted. 

“Hey how are you y/-” Chris had started, but the sound of an overly excited toddler had took all three of your attention 

“Daddy!” she roared, a smile on her face, pointing towards Chris’ shocked figure. 

It was like time stood, still at the tension–– mostly felt on you and Harry’s end. At the way Chris had dropped his jaw, eyes wide, his finger pointing at himself. 

Harry was nothing but embarrassed, cheeks and ears heating up. His own daughter called someone who wasn’t Harry her father for christs sakes. 

 And you were nothing but the same, as all three of you stood there moths dropped. 

“O- oh my gosh, Chris, I’m so sorry. I have no idea why she-” you started.

“It’s fine really” he chuckled. “I’m actually supposed to be on set in a few, so I’ll catch you guys later.” he waved, smiling, walking away from the three of you. 

“Oh my gosh, Harry! I just embarrassed myself in front of Chris evans” you whined. 

“This is your fault” he laughed “Told you I hated that joke, glad to see karma got you where it hurts”

“I hate you” you whine

Harry pays you no mind, a smug look over taking his face. 

“Where’s daddy going?” Bia asks, her head turning at Chris’ walking figure. 

-

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hi elliot! can you do a drabble or hcs of how kuroo, the miya twins, oikawa, and bokuto would propose to their s/o? if that's a lot of characters, then pls just take your pick but pls include kuroo! thank u so much!! btw i really like your "they accidentally hurt you" post. it provides realism and a middle ground to the usual extremes we see in reader-insert content - idyllic/saccharine vs dark content (•ˇ‿ˇ•)

how they propose to you 𓍢 ᭡

includes : oikawa , kuroo , bokuto !

warnings : some misunderstandings in oikawa’s from a prank lolol , some cursing !

a/n : hi anon! ur my first anon message and you warmed my heart<333 also i lowk got inspiration from bokutos from a spanish music video i watched in spanish class today, sue me lololol

oikawa tooru

he’s just dumb

he thought it would be funny to try to prank you

dumbass

butttttt knowing his luck, it didn’t go as planned—

okay, well, it started off innocent— he planned to try to casually slide it in, maybe catch you off gaurd, then get down on his knee and ask you to marry him!

but, when you were on top of him tickling him, he wanted to get back at you.

and like tooru oikawa, he didn’t fully think it through.

“mei! stop!” he laughed, as a joke. it was supposed to be a joke.

you stopped your fingers that were wiggling by his sides. you slumped on his lap. “what?”

he peeked at you and smiled. “what do you mean what?”

“who’s mei?”

“i didn’t say mei,” he replied, your eyes watered and you got off of his lap. he sat up and stared at you. “y/n? are you okay?”

he got up but you already were in your room, slapping the door shut.

“stupid tooru! you made ‘em upset,” he scolded himself quietly.

when he walked up to your shared room, he heard the sniffles and sobs that came from the other side that broke his heart. he knocked on the door three times before entering.

“honey,” he walked over to you and hugged you. you sobbed into his chest.

“how long has it been going on tooru?” you asked through your sobs.

he pet your hair, “what do you mean baby?”

“don’t act dumb! it’s like—“ you paused. “it’s like you’re trying to ignore the fact you’ve been cheating!”

he thought you knew he was joking. “y/n—“

“if you’re not going to tell me then i’m leaving,” you turned around to start packing your bags.

his eyes widened in panic. “nonono! no, shit—“ he was embarrassed. “i didn’t mean it! it didn’t happen! mei isn’t real!”

you stopped packing, “what?”

“she—it was supposed to be a joke. a joke to make you stop tickling me. it’s dumb because i don’t think things through. but that’s why i need you— i need you to be there so you can stop me from doing the stupid shit that i do,” he looked at you to see if you were looking at him.

and you were, you looked pissed. he sighed and bent down on his knee, pulling out the ring he had gotten weeks ago.

“y/n, i know i’m dumb. but please, forgive me for this stupid prank, and please stay with me forever. don’t leave, please.”

“stand up.”

he did so, and he wasn’t sure what to expect, but a slap across the face wasn’t it.

“you’re a fucking idiot, tooru oikawa,” you laughed, kissing him. “but— i suppose that’s why i’m here. and i’m not leaving.”

he beamed at those words, he wasn’t sure if he smiled wider in his entire life. he kissed your cheek repeatedly, “i love you so much

kuroo tetsuro

PLEASE- he would set you upppppp

giving you hints, to where he is

but not random hints, it would be like a mini time line of your relationship

he would through a lil chemistry is there to mess with you

lovingly, though<3

you woke up alone in bed, a little confused since your boyfriend would always be there— to kiss you good morning.

you rolled over to grab your phone from its charger, looking at the text message from kuroo.

boyfrie tetsu<3

good morning baby<3 sorry i’m not there this morning, let’s play a little— hide and seek game, the prize is a big one!

the first hint: we didn’t quite meet there, but it was where i became your “boyfriend” for the first time

good luck baby!<3

you were confused by his text, and honestly, you almost wanted to ignore it. it’s too damn early for this.

but, you can’t. you knew he was going to be waiting for you, and you can’t leave him all alone.

your eyebrows furrowed in confusion as you groaned and started your day. you still got dressed none the less, and went to a café you always go to.

as the barista handed you your drink, you saw a note on it.

dear y/n,

you’re probably here for your morning coffee, but, none the less, this is where we first started to ‘date’! that one guy who wouldn’t stop hitting on you, and your prince charming (aka me aka the most handsome man ever) came to your rescue;)

where we promised each other is your new hint, good luck!<3

you knew where it was once you read the bolder letters. you thanked, and tipped the barista. you were more than happy to remember the memory.

“tetsu, it’s so late out, what if we get kidnapped!” you ranted your anxieties to him.

“kidnapped? you think anyone would dare to fight your prince charming?” he kissed your head as you two walked. “we’re almost there.”

he led you to the bridge that curved over the water like a C shape. you both leaned forward on the cement railing and looked at the moon.

“i’m so in love with you, y/n.” he admitted out of the blue, you looked at him.

“i’m in love with you too, tetsu.” you leaned your head on him, he wrapped an arm around you.

“i know we’re only in highschool. but i promise, i’ll marry you.”

“i’ll be waiting for that day, tetsu. even if it’s till we’re sixty, or if we’re only in our young twenties and being stupid. i’ll be waiting for you.”

you both melted at each other’s words, you shared a passionate kiss.

you ran up to where the bridge was. your pace slowed as your boyfriend came into view. he was holding flowers, and a lock.

you panted, “i hate running tetsu.” you breathed out, he laughed at you. “i know, sorry.”

you stood straight, looking at what he was wearing. it looked fancier than usual. “what’s the lock for?” you asked.

he looked at it and smiled, “i remember, it was our second year of college. you were so mad that they changed the bridge. that they changed the fencing, and couples started to put locks on it.”

“..and?”

“and i was thinking we could do one too?” he questioned. you smiled and grabbed the lock. you bent down and locked it, he wrote both of your initials on it.

you stood up, but your boyfriend stayed on his knee.

“tetsu what are you doing?”

he pulled a little box from his back pocket, a few pedestrians stopped and watched what was happening.

“when we were sixteen, we made a stupid promise to each other at midnight on this bridge. and i promised i would marry you. y/n, i told you ten years ago, when we were sixteen, that i love you.” he paused for a second to look up at your face, which was in shock. “and i still do, so please, keep the promise and marry me.”

“oh my god, oh my god! yes yes!” you got on your knees with him. he laughed at you for getting on your knees with him instead of waiting for him to stand up.

you tackled him in a hug while other people clapped for you two.

bokuto kotarou

tbh this stressed him out

he wasn’t sure when, how, or what to say

you two had talked about marriage and how you two would gladly marry each other

but he wasn’t sure when!!!

he kept the ring on him at all times just incase:)

you and bokuto were just returning from a walk. the snow was heavier than expected by you two, so when you got home to a pile of snow, you were thrilled.

“kou let’s make a snowman! like we did with your old team, c’mon!” you dragged him by the hand to your front yard.

you and bokuto were always childlike in your relationship, you two getting excited at the tiniest things that makes you two act like children. so when you saw the snow, you felt more than joy.

you began by making a small snowball in your hand, and rolling it as you walked around your yard, to form a big snowball for the base. by the time you were done with the biggest snowball, bokuto was done with the medium sized one.

“okay, if we pick it up at the same time, it shouldn’t break,” you lifed the medium sized snowball with him. you set it on top of the biggest one.

“hey hey hey! y/n! let me make the tinniest one while you get the scarf, carrot, and eyes and smile,” he suggested. you nodded and kissed his cold cheek before heading inside to quickly grab the items.

you grabbed a pink scarf, a white hat that kou got you one year, and a carrot and some coal for the eyes and smile.

when you headed outside, you saw the snowman was all made. your insides felt bubbly as your childlike happiness was showing.

you ran out to him. “i got everything kou!”

“okay! you decorate, and don’t turn around until i say so. i have a surprise for you,” he replied. you were confused at what the surprise could be, but you agreed none the less.

you put the carrot in the middle of the snowman’s face. you then placed the eyes, and tried your best to make the smile symmetrical.

you wrapped the scarf around it’s neck, and put the hat on top. “okay kou, i’m done! can i turn around?”

there was a short pause, “okay now you can.”

you turned around to him on his knee, holding out a ring. your mouth dropped open to see writing in the snow.

will you marry me? ♥︎

“yes! yes yes!” you basically screamed, tackling him and kissing him repeatedly.

“the ring! wheres the ring?” he questioned. you both started to dig it up in the snow, laughing at how stupid you two were.

you found it, and slid it on your finger. “i cant wait to marry you, baby.” your hands slid up and down his chest before you kissed him.

[solipseismic]

my friend, what is blue/fainn from? coz ur tags were very :eyes:

HOHOHO this is the ONE GUY that i will NEVER shut up about so thank you for enabling me!! this literally made my whole evening ❣ mentally i am kissing u on the mouth

blue is one of my ocs from as-yet unnamed space opera wip! the name his mother gave him is sepehr fainn which he occasionally uses for Official Business but everyone calls him "blue" (or "sek" which is blue in kahali) because he's had his hair (shaved short on the sides and back but long and in neat lil brads on top) dyed THE most Obnoxious blue in existence.

so re: the tags: "thinking about blue (fainn) and despite how long and hard he fought for freedom he will never truly belong to himself." short answer, he's a Man of the People and he will never escape his mother's legacy. long answer ...

so ok imagine there is space korea (sporea, if you will) and it is a planet called kahal. previously, it has been invaded by another colonizing race but got their asses kicked and sent on their way--after about a hundred and fifty years of occupation. in the wake of this, kahali society split into three main social castes--the noble ruling class, the military, and Everyone Else (artisans, farmers, merchants, etc). contrary to what many think, the military is not just at the bottom of this social ladder but perhaps six feet below it. the ruling class use and abuse their military for centuries, driving them to greater and greater heights yet all the while denying them basic human rights

about five hundred years of this goes by, and kahal becomes one of the most formidable planets in the system--not just for their exports, but because their military is unconventional but also the Scariest around (built on guerilla tactics with an emphasis on ending wars before they begin via assassination)

this is mostly just a Vehicle for me to insert themes about compressed modernity in a post-imperialism, post-invasion society (and the implementation of children / future generations to achieve impossibly high standards economically and societally that comes with this) into even MORE of my writing

so our guy blue is a soldier at the time of the five hundred-year mark. his mother, sikan fainn, is formerly the leading general of kahal's military and also his trainer*--and as a result, she pushes him the hardest out of anyone else. in a very bad way. his childhood is Brutal. at age 12 he decides he's had enough of this and runs off on his own to another planet, where he makes friends and heals from his trauma in healthy and fulfilling ways. at age 18, the socio-political climate on kahal is ripe for change--and this comes in the form of a revolution led by This Guy Right Here, who's been surreptitiously keeping tabs on the whole thing even though he left

blue and his cadre (closest friends, also all soldiers except for this one guy called formosa who used to be one of the ruling class) overthrow the noble elite and essentially upend the entire system and re-haul the governmental system top to bottom. it's all very fast and efficient and results in lots of executions, despite people (blue) trying to keep bloodshed to a minimum

after this, blue is known as the Revolutionary of Kahal, or just the Revolutionary, and now he is no longer his own person--if he ever really was. he's a representative of kahal and its people, formally or informally, whether he wants to be or not

"but sol," some might say, "you never covered his mother's legacy! also, how on earth is a child doing all this! he is a baby!"

WELL! kahali soldiers are known for hypercompetence from scarily young ages as a result of how they are trained and how society is set up--you don't go into the military, you're born into it. blue may be the most mentally healthy of my ocs (the bar is in the ninth circle of hell), but he does have mommy issues the size of at least half of alaska (for those not living in the states, this is Large). blue was never a child, he was a weapon. he was a tool in the hands of his mother and in the hands of the elite and though he may have freed his kin and repudiated his mother, he was stepping from one forge into another. if that makes sense.

*note on the training system: typically a one-to-one ratio of an experienced soldier training a Child from exceedingly young ages. these trainers are often one of the child's parents or legal guardian

fun trivia:

the elite are on average like 6'5 and the soldiers are usually in the 5'3 range. everyone else is somewhere between, but because of the social stratification that is more or less most rigid between the soldiers and nobility, the biggest discrepancy is There

blue is 5'7 because he's only half kahali, so he's considered Very Tall for a soldier

a cadre is essentially a squad of soldiers raised and trained together (sometimes) with whom one generally forms close ties with. blue's cadre was nine people strong, but two died in the Civil War--i talk about adeth del, zhelan nox, 27, and formosa fuyue a LOT as well, but there's also beran mire who's Just a Guy albeit one that is banned from 37 planets

[lovingumi]

happy || s.kiyoomi

⤷ i feel like sakusa would get a cat that would be really independent and just on their own. he’d probably like the thought of taking care of someone without having to do much. idk honestly it just popped up out of nowhere.

synopsis: just a lil story of how you can sakusa got a cat with some terrible flirting and teasing.

pairing: sakusa kiyoomi x fem!reader

warnings: becomes a bit suggestive in the end

+ note: kinda hate it, kinda love it. i’ll fix it sometime </3

if you had asked yourself where you’d be in seven years in your first year of high school, then it definitely would’ve had been like this. minus the male that was stretched out on the couch with his head on your lap; he was a pleasant surprise that you wouldn’t trade for the world.

his dark eyes were focused on the television that played the series the two of you had started together, soft breaths leaving his nose as your fingers went through his curly hair.

your eyes switched to the black cat that was curled in to his side, his long fingers softly stroking her sleek fur. you could just melt at the sight of them together; the two living beings you held closest to your heart along with your family.

sakusa and you had adopted her shortly after getting an apartment together. you had always wanted a cat, but your mom was allergic and you couldn’t think of taking care of an animal when you lived alone and was burdened with the tough college life.

but when you two had moved in together when you were four years together, you knew that the plan you had at the age of eighteen went in to working.

two year mark.

the two of you were walking home, holding hands as you set steps through the dark and empty street. you were craving ice cream and convinced Sakusa to go to the convenience store with you.

after buying your favourite ice cream and that of sakusa’s, the two of you were off to his place once again. you felt him tighten his grip slightly on your hand, the scrunching of the plastic bag with the two ice cream containers in his other hand filling up the silence in the night.

however, that silence was quickly disturbed by your voice. “ yoomi, look!” you whisper-screamed at him. he stared at where your finger pointed, looking at the black little kitten that was sitting under the light pole.

“we’re definitely getting one when we’ve been together for five years,” you said softly, your lips curved in to a bright smile.

he looked down on you with his usual blank face, trying to figure out how you would know if you would be even together until that time. however, he shook that thought off and responded with the answer you already expected from him.

“no.”

three year mark.

“yoomi?” you walked in to the college gym, seeing how it was almost empty besides a few guys and your boyfriend. you spotted him on the ground with his legs spread wide as he leaned forward and twisted his body slightly, doing his cool down stretches.

you walked towards him, crouching down while pulling your mask down as he pulled his body straight up so he was sitting normally. “hi, baby,” you whispered before pressing a kiss against his lips.

you dropped the bag that was filled with all the necessities for the sleepover at his on the floor and groaned at how the weight was finally off your shoulders.

he stood up and slung his towel over his shoulder. “how did you come here?” he asked, taking your hands that you reached out to him and pulled you up against his chest. You let out an ‘oof’ and grinned, getting ready for the lecture he was going to give you. “on foot.”

just as he was about to open his mouth to tell you not to walk alone at this time, he heard one of his teammates curse out loud.

the two of you turned your heads towards the scream, seeing the guy on the ground with his hands propped up behind himself. in front of him was a black cat that had ran in to the gym. however, another teammate had picked up the animal and carried it outside quickly. “you’re so dramatic,” you heard one of the guys wheeze, watching the male who was blushing profusely push himself up.

sakusa knew what you were thinking and closed his eyes, breathing out his nose and try to block out the words you were going to say. you looked up to him with a grin and wrapped your arms around his waist. “it’s a sign.”

“____, no.”

four year mark.

“happy fourth anniversary, baby.” your arms were lazily slung around his neck as you stood on your toes to reach him, forcing him to bend down slightly too. He smiled softly, pulling you closer to himself as he leaned against the kitchen counter.

“happy anniversary, love.”

a few hours later the two of you were getting ready for the fancy date in the restaurant sakusa had chosen. as it was the first time in a long while the two of you had the chance to dress more on the elegant side, you had begged him to match your outfits in some way.

black and satin.

your outfit consisted of a black, backless satin dress that ended just above your knees and transparent heels. you kept your make-up simple, just enhancing your features lightly with the only bold thing being your burgundy lips.

you checked yourself one last time in the mirror of the bathroom, smiling brightly at the reflection of yourself before you walked to the living room with your heels in your hand.

once there, your eyes widened and your feet stopped moving. the sight before you truly was something you’d never, ever wanted to forget.

long legs wrapped in black jeans with a belt around his waist that you had gifted him some time ago and the black satin blouse tucked in to show the tiny waist he had.

you swallowed and cleared your throat, making him turn his head towards you. “hi.”

he smiled and raised a brow, thinking about how adorable you sounded, the complete opposite of how you looked.

his legs took him towards you, cradling your face in his big hands as he pressed a kiss against your cheek to not mess up your lipstick.

“you look stunning,” he whispered.

at this point, you were almost a hundred percent sure that your cheeks were the same colour as your lips.

“you look amazing.”

so, the two of you did your last checks and walked out the door to the car; everything was going as planned. the only thing that wasn’t planned was the black cat laying in front of the car.

“you’ve got to be kidding me,” he sighed, staring at the animal who stared back with its head tilted to the side.

“i’ve told you since we were eighteen,” you laughed, cooing the cat away gently so the two of you could start your date.

he unlocked the car and got in at the same time as you, closing the door with a slam as he stared at the black cat who sat sweetly on the sidewalk.

he shook his head, turning the key as you laughed at his denial, clicking in your seatbelt.

“our fifth year is next year.”

he turned around, putting his arm around the headrest as he turned the wheel with one hand, going in reverse to get out of the parking lot.

“and we’re not getting a cat.”

five year mark.

“ i can’t believe we’re getting a cat.”

that was the first thing he said when you got out of the car in front of the animal shelter just minutes ago.

“yoomi, I can’t,” you cried as a few cats came up to you, rubbing themselves against your legs. you bit your lip to try and keep your excitement inside before you scared all the cats.

one white cat in particular had taken a liking towards you, soft purring coming from the animal as you scratched her head softly. “that’s yuki, she’s a four year old girl,” said the staff member at the animal shelter.

“and this one?” you turned your head towards sakusa who was petting a cat that laying down on top of the cat post.

“we don’t have a name for her yet, but we guess she’s around one year old.” you stood up and walked over to sakusa to see the animal for yourself.

“What happened to her?” you asked the staff member, turning around to face him since there were no eyes found on the animal.

“she just arrived a month ago, someone found her covered in fleas, matted hair and wounds on the streets.”

you listened carefully to the story the man was telling. “we assume that someone used her as a target and shot her with a bb gun since we found the little balls in her eyes and a few places over her body.”

you saw Sakusa shake his head at what he told you, not believing someone would do that to an animal. “we decided to take her eyes out since they were just rotting and had no chance of getting vision back.”

“poor baby,” you said softly, letting her smell your hand before touching her.

“does she need any speciale care?” sakusa asked, turning towards the staff member.

“you just need to let her know if you’re going to pick her up so you won’t startle her, make use of her other senses and don’t let her outside unsupervised.”

sakusa nodded and turned towards you, only to find you already staring at him with a smile.

the present.

you thought it was adorable that the cat you two ended up adopting was one he had chosen. mako was his little baby that he loved to pepper with attention.

your phone gallery was basically full of pictures of the two of them, whether they’re curled in to each other, or when he leaned down to pet her with a soft smile on his face or selfies he had send.

“____?” you hummed in response and looked down with a snap of you neck.

his dark eyes were already looking at you by the time you switched your gaze to him, making you cheeks fill with the pink colour.

“is something wrong?”

the opposite, really.

you were at your happiest right now and couldn’t even phantom the thought of being even happier; it simply seemed impossible.

“nope.”

you reached for his hand, waiting for him to lift it up to your reach. you laced your fingers through his and turned his hand towards you, kissing his knuckles softly as you knew that this was one of the things that would get his knees weak.

sakusa kiyoomi was never the one who smiled brightly or laughed loudly, but whenhe did, time always seemed to stop for a moment.

the stunning smile that graced his face showed off his pearly whites as his eyes were close to shutting. the crinkle right at the corner, the glassy look over his eyes, the faint blush, his soft skin and the two adorable moles had you falling in love with him all over again.

“oh my, what have i done in my previous life to deserve such a beautiful smile?” you laughed light heartedly, fumbling with his fingers. he rolled his eyes, not losing the smile he wore and pulled himself up, careful to not bother the sleeping cat.

he leaned back on the couch, glancing at you to see if your eyes were still on him or on the television. you however, took this as an invite to sit on his lap, which it was not, but there would never be a complaint coming from him.

“please keep smiling at me like that- ow! okay! i’m sorry!” you laughed loudly, rubbing the place on your head where he had finger-flicked you.

your laughter died down slowly as your fingers went from his chest slowly to his jawline, softly caressing the delicate skin that you loved pressing your lips on.

“you come here often?” you suddenly asked him with a giggle following quickly after, ignoring the sigh that left his mouth. however, he decided to play along with your little game and comfortably leaned back as his fingers drew figures on your hips. “do you got a better one? humour me.”

you blinked a few times and sat there quietly, not having expected this answer. normally sakusa would discard things like that, thinking about how those terrible lines weren’t even worth a response.

“just let yourself go,” he said continued, shaking his head tauntingly with squinted eyes. your eyes widened at the sentence, remembering what happened in the shower early in the morning. even though the sentence had a double meaning, you knew which one he indicated to.

this bastard.

so, you just mirrored the smirk on his face and slowly slid your hands around his neck, dragging your nails lightly over his skin to force out shiver from him. the grin on your face only became wider at the reaction as you leaned closer to him, tilting your head slightly to the side.

one thing you loved about sakusa was how blunt he was and didn’t hold back from showing how he felt. even though it had the blood pooling from under your nails sometimes because of some of the comments he made.

however, you decided to take over the bluntness from him and get straight to the point.

“let’s go upstairs?’’

the corners of his lips twitched as he gave you a nod.

“alright.”

[bitchybutcher]

Texts I sent a friend the first time I watched The Boys, Season 1:

-        HERE WE GOOOOOOO

-        Butcher has said approximately 5 words

-        I’m already dead

-        I should not be this turned on by such a fuckin maniac

-        Oh ok so Homelander digs a mommy domme

-        Ok no but Annie needs a hug. She needs to be protected at all costs

-        Why is Hughie only hot covered in blood?

-        Deep needs to choke on a bag of dicks but also he’s an insecure baby who wants to feel important

-        I love Frenchie. I have nothing else to say about him I just love him

-        Butcher needs to stop saying things. Every time he opens his gob the fanny flutters get worse

-        I like this Mister Milk guy

-        Oh ffs Homelander is legit jealous of a baby

-        This subby bastard needs to go on fetlife or the femdom subreddit and get himself an actual mommy domme

-        Poor Hughie in the middle of this domestic between Frenchie and the Milk guy

-        FUCK Butchers chest looks good in this episodes shirt

-        Frenchie you perv no of course no cameras in toilets

-        OH his name is Mothers Milk not Mister Milk

-        The Maeve actress looks really familiar imma have to google to find out what else I’ve seen her in

-        Ohhhh Homelander is insane insane

-        I mean he’s pretty, and he’s hilarious, but WOW

-        He’s a lil off on the crazy/hot scale

-        WHY ARE THEY WATCHING ATRAIN GET HIS TOES SUCKED

- ��      WHY ARE THEY WATCHING

-        Ohhhh no Atrain is a using BASTARD GIRL BEAT HIS ASS

-        Welp imma be listening to Butcher say “we’ve gotta get some” on a loop for days

-        Maeve is so sick of Homelanders shit

-        Yup I’m shipping Hughie and Annie hard. They’re so adorable and they both really just need a hug

-        WHY DO THEY KEEP WATCHING THIS DRUG WOMAN DOING SEX THINGS

-        Well episode 4 is officially my favourite:

He said my name

He sleeps nude

BUTCHER BUM

-        Oh ok so Deep is actually just a soft baby

-        He’s in therapy omg

-        He needs a hug

-        HIS NAME IS KEVIN

-        And he loves dolphins and he’s lonely oh man why am I feeling bad for this douche he assaulted Annie

-        Hughies phone beeps and immediately the guys are like “he got texted by a girl, look at his face, has to be”

-        Oh Frenchie is a subby boi too apparently

-        WHY ARE THERE SO MANY SUBBIES IN THIS SHOW I WANNA HUG THEM ALL

-        Kevin and his soft spot for dolphins is melting my heart this kid just wants to do good things and he really needs a cuddle

-        They’re on a bowling date oh my god they’re too precious

-        KEVIN STOLE A DOLPHIN IN A VAN

-        KEVIN IS HAVING A BREAKDOWN AND ALSO GETTING ARRESTED

-        Oh dude I’m such a slut for Butcher this isn’t even funny

-        Homelander is insane and I adore that but also I’m LIVING for Maeve’s facial expressions when he’s on his bullshit

-        Frenchie is such a sweetheart with his lil home cooked meal and setting her cutlery properly

-        I feel bad for the female

-        Why does Hughie only have one jacket

-        Oh boy the Jesus nutters festival

-        Ngl the stretch Armstrong fella is kinda attractive

-        “You’ve done a murder, comparatively speaking, blackmail is a piece of cake”

-        Girl help I’m in love with a fictional unhinged angel muffin

-        I WANNA KNOW WHO’S BEHIND THE FLY THAT KEEPS BUZZING AROUND THEM TOO CLOSELY

-        Shapeshifter? Some kind of Antman type person??

-        More importantly how do I find a genie to make Butcher real cause no joke I love him

-        Oop Toni’s kiwi accent slipped out when he said mayonnaise

-        Homelander is the neediest little subby bitch boi I swear to fuckin god

-        HUGHIE WITH THE GAY BLACKMAIL

-        Ooooo something shady with Becca…tenner bets it’s something to do with Homelander somehow

-        OH SHIT IS MAEVE A LESBIAN

-        Ok so I adore Kevin the Deep. He’s comfort eating junk food and looks like he’s been crying cause of the dolphin

-        Aww Annie standing up for herself

-        OH NO SHE’S CALLING OUT SAD KEVIN THE DOLPHIN SQUASHER

-        Oh wait no ok she didn’t actually say who it was

-        I don’t know why I feel protective over Sad Kevin but he’s so sad and he’s so bad at doing good but he’s trying and dear lord he needs a cuddle

-        Hughie clapping Annie after she basically told them all to fuck off  😂

-        THEY’RE TURNING BABIES INTO SUPERS

-        LASER EYE BABY

-        ANNIE AND HUGHIE FINALLY GOT TO HUG

-        Butcher just weaponised a baby. What. Like it was a little gun

-        Homelander is NOT getting horny cause Stillwell called him a bad boy and started mommying him OMFG

-        And now she’s calling him her good boy with her shirt open

-        Subby boi and his mommy domme I FUCKING CALLED IT FROM THEIR FIRST SCENE

-        CRAZY SILENT LADY IS A WOLVERINE WHAT

-        Bitch got gutted then just like eh no big lemme just knit my internal organs back together

-        YES ANNIE TELL STILLWELL WHERE TO STICK HER SHIT

-        Awww Kevin tryna do good again he’s so cute

-        A DUDE GOT HIS DICK FROZEN OFF WHAT THE FUCK

-        Kevin is so bad on camera oh dear

-        He’s trying to apologise and he’s so bad at this

-        Who and what the fuck is Black Noir

-        IT’S THE I SEE DEAD PEOPLE GUY. HE’S THE MIND READER PERSON THAT’S AMAZING

-        Awwwwwww lil baby Homelander

-        They need to stop making me feel fuzzy over dickheads

-        Kimiko trusts Frenchie this is precious

-        Jamming out to the end credits song is one of the best parts tbh, the soundtrack is boss

-        I feel so bad for Kevin

-        He’s been exiled to Ohio and he’s sad

-        They didn’t even give him a plushie dolphin to cuddle

-        I’m rooting so hard for Hughie and Annie, this had better work out for them

-        WHAT THE FUCK IS SHE DOING TO KEVIN

-        GILLS AREN’T FOR FINGERING

-        Oh what I’d give to have Butcher stalking menacingly after me in a train station

-        Sixth sense guy doesn’t know how lucky he is getting cornered in a bathroom stall by the hottest psychopath on tv

-        Yeah I’d let him smash me on a sink any day

-        Oh no not more Sad Kevin

-        Traumatised baby needs someone to mind him

-        BUTCHER SHOT ANNIE?!?!?!?

-        Oh god Homelander in Syria this can’t be good

-        BOBBY FROM SUPERNATURAL????

-        Aaaaaand more Sad Kevin

-        Yeah I shouldn’t be surprised that he’s doing the full breakdown shave

-        Oh no sad Annie

-        Atrain is gonna do himself an injury

-        Black Noir is hilarious even though they don’t say anything and have no face

-        Soooo he admits to creating supervillains behind her back, and she tops him? As reward??

-        This bish does remember what happened to Becca, right? Demon spawn clawing out of her

-        Frenchie and MM bonding in captivity 🥰

-        Ooooh conflicting stories re Homelanders baby

-        Not Hughie going in all badass and immediately getting creamed 😂

-        The retainer! Hughie is a genius

-        I mean he’s a dumbass

-        But so smart

-        Hughie: *firing machine gun* I’M SORRY I’M SO SORRY

-        YES ANNIE!!

-        SAVE YOUR SOFT DUMB DUMB BOYFRIEND AND HIS BUDDIES

-        Uh oh

-        Roided up Atrain

-        Oop heart attack

-        Oh fuck he melted her face

-        OH SHIIIIIIT

-        Butchers hurt little face nooo

-        Oh ok season 1 is over

-        …it’s 5am

-        Aaaaand I can see daylight

-        I’m very tempted to just pull an all-nighter and watch season 2

-        But bed also sounds nice

-        I think bed

-        Dream of Butcher

[itshardcandy]

Strawberry Flavour Part Two

Pairing: Kim Seokjin x Reader, Min Yoongi x Reader, Park Jimin x Reader

6915 Words

Genre: Fluff, Idiots Friends to lovers, crack

Warnings: Use of some swearwords, (Still) an unhealthy obsession for Jimin’s cakes, flirting, A Kithhh possibly?!👀 Excessive use of the word booth, Introduction of Arch-Nemesis, Rivalry in more than one case, Exo Baekyhun and WayV Lucas make an appearance (if you think I should add something to this list let me know)

Part one is here !

dedicated to my peeps @the--world--behind--my--wall and @a-noona-mous who encouraged and motivated me to keep going 💖💖

If you like it pls don't hesitate to Like and reblog, send me an ask or message me! 🥺💖

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The first day of the festival was finally here and you felt even more excited than you had throughout the days leading up to it. The thought of having all of your friends around you made you feel all fluffy and warm inside and you couldn’t wait for them to come and meet you and Jimin at the booth.

Jin had to cancel at the last minute but with the help of Namjoon, the booth was set up in no time. You could finally start assembling all your tools and materials around the very limited workspace in the back, while Jimin worked on the perfect presentation of the already prepared cakes, pastries and other treats.

Namjoon helped himself to a few of those before either of you could tell him no.

The official festival kick-off was still an hour or so away, so you and Jimin had some time to yourselves, before all the visitors would be arriving. Namjoon had excused himself for now but he would re-join you later in the evening with the others.

You still needed to change into your cute bakery uniform and it would probably make sense to prepare a few other things beforehand but right now, you wanted to admire your own work. You stood behind the display cases, eyeing every little cake in the selection carefully and making sure they were all still presentable after the journey,

“You need to stop worrying, everything will be fine.”

Jimin stepped behind you and tried to reassure you,

“The display looks good, the booth is holding up, we didn’t forget anything in the shop... We're prepared for today, ok?”

He put a reassuring hand on your shoulder, easing your worries. You took a deep breath,

“I know, I know I just… I don’t know, I can’t help feeling like we forgot something important, you know?”

He smiled and rolled his eyes,

“I know. But I also know, that we planned this for so long, there is no possible way we forgot anything. We brought back-up dough for the back-up dough; I think we’re good”

You pouted slightly, realising how ridiculous you were behaving,

“But how do you know?”

You asked and you heard Jimin sigh before he gently turned you around to face him, with both of his hands resting on your shoulders,

“Because I know you”

He stated matter-of-factly,

“And I know that you’ll do your best, just like me”

With your big, round, innocent eyes looking up at him, how could he not want to encourage and reassure you? All he wanted was for you to feel confident in your abilities.

Suddenly, you took his hands in yours and wrapped them around yourself, then you circled his middle with your own arms, hugging him tightly to you. Neither of you spoke for a few seconds. Jimin was too bamboozled to say anything until he felt you take a deep breath,

“Thank you”

You mumbled into his chest and he felt a tingling warmth spread through his chest. He’s never gotten to hug you like this before. It felt way more intimate than it should, when he let his head rest on top of yours,

“No need to thank me”

Could you feel the way his heart almost beat through his chest right now? He hoped not because that would be awkward. You pulled away and smiled before you could get any more emotional than you already were,

“Ughh, I don’t know what’s going on with me, I hate being so emotional”

You said and immediately punched Jimin’s shoulder to kill the mood. He tumbled backwards a little, acting cute,

“You? Emotional? Who said that? They won’t be getting any rice cakes today!”

Jimin aggressively pushed up his sleeves and made you laugh again,

“No need to involve the cakes, Jimin”

“With me, the cakes are always involved”

“I should have known”

“You love my cakes, though, right?”

It was definitely true, you did love his cakes, especially the ones that weren’t for sale. He didn’t need to know that, though.

Maybe it was time you changed into your uniform and got ready for the official opening of the festival. Jimin had already put on his, so you should probably get to it now.

You left him in the front of the booth and changed in the back, neatly folding your clothes and stowing them away for later.

A few of the other vendors and shop owners, who had some attractions set up, came by and checked out your little corner and wished you a successful day before they returned to their own spots.

To your surprise, Yoongi showed up early to the festival and greeted you and Jimin in the booth while some other people were already eyeing the display carefully,

“Yoongi, what are you already doing here?”

You smiled when he casually strolled up to you and Jimin, hands in his pockets, as usual,

“I know, I know, I’m early”

He said, as he walked up and let his eyes roam over the decorations and the cakes on display,

“But practice finished early today and I thought you might want some company or needed some help, or whatever…”

He looked cool and nonchalant but you saw right through him. Cutie that he was, he thought you could need help and he knew what a big deal this festival was to you and he wanted to be there for you. And Jimin. But mostly you,

“Thank you for coming, that’s really nice of you”

You said and went around the front so you wouldn’t have to talk over the display,

“Yeah, thanks for coming but we’re all set up already”

Jimin added and nervously wiped his hands on his apron. Yoongi looked a little discouraged at Jimin’s statement,

“Oh, well… then I- “

“Let me show you around a little, hm?”

You excitedly grabbed onto his arm and pulled him away to the other shops. That wasn’t what Yoongi had planned when he got here but he could never say no to you, anyway.

He wasn’t really a people person but he would gladly wade through a crowd of scolding parents and screaming toddlers if it meant he could spend a few hours with you after the festival ended. Even if it was just to help you and Jimin pack up and close the shop for the night.

For now, he let you pull him from shop to shop and from attraction to attraction and introduce him to everyone who would listen.

____

“And this one is my favourite! Well, except for our own”

You said excitedly and pulled Yoongi to stand in front of the last shop and greet the owner,

“Hoseok, are you in? I want to introduce you to my friend!”

As you looked around the small space, a young man appeared from behind a shelf and greeted you with a bright smile,

“YN, you’re here already! I just finished setting up”

He walked up to you and put down a few more flyers and pamphlets around the open spaces,

“This is my friend Yoongi, the one who plays piano”

You introduced Yoongi to the guy in front of him and he shyly held out his hand,

“Hey, nice to meet you”

He said, trying to sound cool,

“You, too. I’m Hoseok, I work at the local animal shelter”

He shook his hand, sporting a radiant, charming smile and Yoongi immediately felt like he’d known him forever,

“Oh, the one near the park?”

He asked and Hoseok nodded,

“That’s the one. I met YN when she came in for Snuggle Sunday the first time a few months ago”

He explained and Yoongi mentally aah’d, remembering how you had called him a while ago, screaming unintelligible nonsense into the phone about how you were going to steal all the puppies and lil kitties, while some birds screeched in the background. He had to hold the phone away from his ear because you were so excited,

“Ah, yes, I remember. She told me all about the puppies”

Yoongi said and turned to you, smiling gently,

“Seemed like she had a really great time”,

Hoseok laughed and nodded,

“I’ve never seen someone cry so hard over a baby chameleon”

He said and you playfully hit his shoulder,

“Hoseok! You swore you wouldn’t tell anyone!”,

“I’m sorry but it was just so funny”,

“You’re unbelievable…”

You sounded stern but you smiled anyway,

“It’s a miracle you still have a girlfriend”

You said jokingly and started to wrap your hands around Yoongi’s arm again,

“Oh, by the way, she asked if you could save her some rice cakes, if there are any left tonight?”

Hoseok asks, as you already turn to walk away,

“Sure, come by later, I’ll pack some for her”

You answered and then waved your hand at him to signal him goodbye, so Yoongi did the same,

“Where to now?”

He asked you, after you had walked a few steps together,

“Well, that was everyone I wanted you to meet, for now. And I should get back, the festival’s about to start”

You said and Yoongi hummed in agreement. He escorted you back to the booth, where Jimin was already pacing back and forth, looking like he was anxiously anticipating your return,

“Ah you’re back, finally!”

Jimin exclaimed excitedly and walked up to you, as soon as you and Yoongi came back in view,

“I just saw Fluffy Clouds walk by and apparently they have a completely new concept cooked up for the festival!”

He reported and you immediately looked around you, trying to spot the booth of your arch nemesis,

“Where are they set up? What concept?”

You asked and Yoongi also started looking around, confused as to what you and Jimin are talking about,

“What are we looking for, here?”

He leaned in and asked you,

“Fluffy Clouds is the other bakery down the street I told you about. They’re basically, our arch nemesis”,

You explained while keeping an eye on your surroundings in case that smug bastard Byun Baekhyun was anywhere near and dared to come close to your booth again,

“They’ve been trying to steal our customers from the start”

Jimin chimed in and Yoongi raised his brows in surprise. Apparently, this small town did have some exciting drama going on after all,

“They always set up their advertisements in front of our shop and lead all the nice old ladies away when they know Jimin isn’t in”

Yoongi chuckled,

“Why only then when he’s away?”

He asked for clarification,

“Have you seen Jimin? He looks like an adult baby. Old ladies eat that shit up”

You turned to Yoongi, the disbelief at his serious question clear on your face,

“Yeah, have you seen me? I look like- wait-”

Jimin stuttered but you were already walking off, searching for the Fluffy Fools, as you and Jimin had (un-)lovingly dubbed them,

“Hey, wait!”

He called after you and pulled Yoongi with him to go after you,

“What are you doing? The festival is about to start”,

“I just want to have a look at their display, real quick…”

You mumbled,

“Just a friendly visit to our rivals on this fine day, that could very well decide the fate of our business, you know?”,

“She doesn’t look like she’s going for friendly”

Yoongi mumbled to Jimin from behind.

The look on your face was scary. It got even scarier when you spotted Baekhyun and Lucas setting up some decorations in their display case.

The fake customer service smile, that etched its way onto your lips and the lifeless stare in your eyes could make a grown man cry with terror if you set your mind to it and the two men in question had definitely been on the receiving end more than once. However, they still didn’t let you continue your business in peace.

You confidently walked up to them, chest puffed and fists balled at your sides,

“Hi guys! Wow the booth looks amazing!”

Both of the guys inside the little tent looked up at the sound of your voice.

You sounded so incredibly threatening that even Yoongi felt a chill go down his spine. When he looked at Jimin, the boy was obviously bracing for a storm; pressing his lips together, squinting and not daring to look at you directly. Yoongi chose to observe quietly for now,

“Thanks, YN! We worked really hard on it!”,

says the taller of the two, a bright, oblivious, dopey smile on his face,

“Yeah, it took a lot of planning and custom work”

The other one adds and sets a pretty bouquet of flowers on the counter

“Unlike your train wreck of a booth”

He mumbled under his breath and you immediately caught it,

“Sorry Baekhyun, what was that? I didn’t quite catch your snarky, hateful comment towards Jimin’s and my booth, would you care to repeat it?”

You retorted and slightly leaned forward, pretending to listen more closely

“I said yours looks wonderful, too, YN”

Baekhyun mocked and you took a deep breath,

“Anyway…” you started to say,

“I just wanted to wish you good luck and I hope you sell lots of pastries during the festival”

You clasped your hands in front of you and smiled,

“Aww, thanks, YN! That’s so nice!”

Lucas was genuinely happy to receive nice words from you, for a change,

“Maybe then you’ll finally be able to afford to stop blocking our door and window with your signs and advertising, hm? Maybe acquire some of your own customers for a change”

You added and the mans face immediately fell and he looked to his older friend for emotional support,

“Nice try, YN”

Baekhyun sneered and looked between you, Jimin and Yoongi,

“Now, if you would be so nice as to collect your puppies and bring them back before they wet themselves, hm? They look a little lost”

God, you hated him so much,

“Rot in hell, Byun”

You yelled and turned on your heels, pulling Jimin and Yoongi with you to walk back to your base.

Yoongi had always known you were passionate about the business you led with Jimin and now he knew just how passionate,

“Dang… that was hard to watch”

He said while you trotted back,

“This was one of the more civil encounters we’ve had, actually…”

Jimin mumbled and you breathed deeply,

“They just make me so angry”

Well, it was actually just Baekhyun who made you google inconspicuous ways of disposing of a body late at night. His partner Lucas was really not the issue here. Baekhyun was the brain behind all their operations and Lucas was the muscle. Muscle, that was nice to look at, admittedly, although that didn’t really help his case. The yeast in the bread he baked day to day worked harder than Lucas’ brain and that was just a sad fact of life,

“If Baekhyun comes anywhere close to the booth again, I want you to throw the waffle iron as hard and as accurately at his head as you can, ok?”

You said to Jimin, who just sighed and mumbled a silent ‘yes…’

It was useless to try and convince you to try and find non-lethal solutions to the problem.

Yoongi checked his watch absentmindedly,

“It’s almost time”

He announced calmly and you composed yourself with a few centered breaths. The festival goers didn’t need to see you like this if you wanted to sell some cakes today,

“I’ll let you get back to it and meet you later, ok?”

Yoongi said and waved you and Jimin goodbye before he casually strolled away over the festival area.

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Time flew by as the customers kept coming and you and Jimin did your best to brighten up their day with your delicious treats. Some of them even decided to leave with your business cards in hand and it made you incredibly happy to know that people appreciated your hard work and dedication to your craft,

“Jimin, quick! Hand me the frosting!”,

“Where is it? I can’t see!”

Jimin was frantically rubbing his eyes, trying to clear the powdered sugar out of his vision,

“Shit, I have so much flour up my nose, if security sees me like this, they’ll tackle me on sight”,

“Tough it out and put the next batch in the steamer, we can’t afford to lose this group of pre-schoolers!”

So far, things were going better than expected and soon, after the initial onslaught of customers had retreated, you could take a few minutes to yourself to breathe and sit down.

Jimin put the ‘back in 10 minutes’ sign up in the front and you retreated to the back for a much-needed break. Both of you let out a long, exhausted sigh and plopped onto the camping chairs,

“To be honest, I didn’t think it would be this exhausting”

You slurred with your eyes half closed,

“I can’t feel my legs”

Jimin replied,

“And also my chubby, pinchable cheeks… these sweet old ladies really are relentless”

He carefully rubbed his reddened cheeks and huffed,

“But we almost sold out completely in such a short time! We’ve never had so much business before”

He was right,

“Let’s just hope it takes off” you mumbled, leaned back and tried to apply every quick relaxation method known to man all at once. It wasn’t working particularly well,

“It’s almost time for all the sellers to close down for the day, anyway”

Jimin said after a quick look at his phone,

“When we closed up, we could check out the other attractions, maybe ride the-“ “Strawberry Flavor, are you in?” Jin’s voice suddenly disturbed Jimin in his attempt to score a Ferris Wheel date with you later,

“I’m done with my shift for today so I came straight here”

Surprised at Jin’s sudden appearance, you mustered up all your strength and got up,

“We’re in the back, you need to go around” you called and went to the tent flap in the back to hold it open. When Jin stepped in he was holding a few delicious smelling paper bags,

“I brought you some food, I thought you might need some sustenance”

He smiled brightly and handed you the bags. You ripped them open immediately and found some sandwiches and a variety of sides inside. The smell was hitting you right in the face and made your stomach rumble with impatience,

“Are you serious? Thank you, this is amazing, you’re my hero”

Your face lit up and Jin waved it off like it was nothing,

“Jimin, look! Food!”

Your eyes went glossy and Jimin smiled when he saw how happy you were after taking the first bite out of your sandwich,

“Ugh, this is so good, I can literally feel my body soak up the energy”

You mumbled while chewing and Jimin grabbed one, too, when you handed him the bag. When he wanted to hand it back to Seokjin, the man declined,

“Oh no, I had plenty back at the hotel. They miscalculated how many guests would be there for lunch and prepared way too much food”,

“Thank you for thinking of us”

Jimin said politely and finally took a bite, too.

You were happily munching away at the food when Jin started looking around,

“Woow, it looks like you almost sold out!” he commented and you nodded

“It went better than expected!”

You answered proudly in between bites,

“I’m sure we’ll sell the rest, too, until closing time”,

“People are going crazy for your cakes, huh?”

Jin asks jokingly and it makes you chuckle,

“You only notice that now? YN’s cakes have always been amazing”

Jimin added and Jin looked up, sensing a little more than innocent cake-talk,

“I wasn’t implying anything different. I’ve always thought they were the best cakes I’ve ever seen”

He said and Jimin squinted at him suspiciously,

“I’m just making sure they get the appreciation they deserve”,

“I wouldn’t expect anything else from an avid cake-lover such as yourself”

Jin raised his brows expectantly and Jimin felt the need to puff up his chest a little bit.

Meanwhile you were completely oblivious to the intense staredown between the two men and focused on the sandwich in your hands.

Silence fell over the three of you and soon your break was up and you needed to get back into the thick of it. It was Jimin’s turn to man the selling position in the front now, while you took care of preparation in the back. Jin decided to hang around a little longer and watch you guys at work, partly to help out if you needed him and also because you looked cute enough to eat in your uniform.

He couldn’t help you set up because he got called into work on short notice but he was glad Namjoon was there to help you. Now, he was here and ready to take on anything you threw at him, even if it was only verbal abuse,

“Jin, you need to move! Your shoulders may be broad but they don’t need to take up the whole space in here”,

“Relax, Strawberry Flavour, I’m just getting acquainted with the workspace”,

“Sure, why don’t you have some coffee and a rice cake while you’re at it, hm?”,

“Do you have coffee back here?”,

“Jin!”

He laughed at your desperation and got to work on rearranging the baking forms for you.

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“Here you go! Thank you, please enjoy them”

Jimin handed the cakes to the last customer for today and let out a satisfied sigh. He was proud to say that every last rice cake you planned to sell today had gone over the counter and found a new, happy owner. Working the booth had been exhausting, to say the least, however, Jimin felt more energized than ever when he turned around and saw your happy smile directed at him,

“We did it!”

You said and held up both of your hands for a high five, which he gladly put his back into. He didn’t let go and intertwined your fingers while your hands fell into the space between your bodies,

“It was one hell of a day but we did it!”

You repeated and Jimin felt his heart warm up at the relief in your voice,

“I never doubted it”

He said and you pulled him into a quick hug. Without warning Jin slung his long arms around both of you,

“Ah, don’t thank me for doing all the work, it was my pleasure”

He boasted and you wrangled yourself free from his embrace,

“You are so shameless, it’s ridiculous”

His high-pitched laugh sounded through the tent and Jimin also brought some distance between himself and the older man again. As much as he was intimidated by him, he also couldn’t deny the effortless charm the guy possessed and he would lie if he said he wasn’t jealous of the way he could make you laugh so easily. He knew Seokjin was important to you, so he did his best to make friends with him. Or at least be polite to him,

“What? Are you going to deny the essential part I played in selling all those cakes?”,

“You rearranged the forms and then blocked me every time I turned around!”,

“And it made you even more determined to work harder, didn’t it? Case closed”,

“I swear to god, Seokjin-“,

“Hey losers, we sold twice the normal amount of pastries today! Suck on that!” Baekhyun’s voice suddenly cut through the banter and you all turned around to catch him and Lucas waving wads of cash in your direction,

“Maybe we’ll consider buying your shack and finally turn it into a successful business, how’s that sound?”

Jin’s brows raised in confusion,

“Who are these clowns?”

He asked and watched the two men dance around while pretending to make it rain,

“Just the bane of our existence”

Jimin answered and crossed his arms in front of his chest,

“They’re the owners of the bakery down the street from ours. The fools I told you about”

You explained and Jin just huffed out a ‘Huh…’,

You turned to them and angrily pointed your finger,

“You better get the hell out of here before I shove my whisk up your-“,

“Ok, that’s enough of that”

Jimin pulled you away from the front and he and Jin watched a smiling Baekhyun and Lucas disappear in the distance,

“I hate them so much”,

You struggled to say through clenched teeth,

“Let’s just move on and forget about them”

Jimin patted your shoulder gently and Jin pulled out his phone,

“Namjoon just texted me, they’re on their way here”,

“See, our friends are here to distract you”

Jimin happily announced and you breathed in deep to relax again,

“You’re right, let’s clean up and get going”

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The thing about these kinds of festivals, fun fairs, or whatever people liked to call them, was that, unless you brought your family along, they possessed an inherently romantic atmosphere. Which was now becoming more and more obvious, even to you, as you strolled along the attractions and rides, which lit up the night sky like new year’s fireworks.

Jin and Jimin, 2 out of 3 of your best bois were accompanying you on the way to find the rest of your friends at the festival’s exit area. It was on the way to the beach, where your friends had planned to end the night with a bonfire and some drinks.

The way there, however, was not linear and Jin and Jimin made a show of vying for your attention at every possible moment. You were being pulled from mini game to mini game, watching the boys taking turns at winning toys and stuffed animals for you. Carrying all of it would be a challenge but that was the least important thing on your mind as you watched Jimin throw darts at the small balloons on the wall. Clearly, accurately throwing tiny, beat-up, plastic darts at miniature balloons was not one of his secret talents but at least he was determined,

“YN, look! I almost got one this time!”

He yelled proudly and smiled so wide that his eyes disappeared,

“Careful, don’t do too well, or the owner will have to file for bankruptcy”

You said jokingly, trying to motivate Jimin a little,

“I don’t think we have to worry about that”

Jin observed, giving Jimin the side-eye,

“Don’t be mean”

You murmured to him and lightly shoved him with your elbow,

“I’m just being realistic, Jimin might be the king of cakes but he sucks at balloon dart”

He commented and held up his hands in defense,

“Like you could do it any better. Literally every time Manager asks you to throw him the keys, they land in the pond in the hotel lobby instead of his hands!”

It was important to bring Jin back down to earth sometimes,

“Not every time…”

He mumbled a little embarrassed,

“How do you even do that? Last time we were standing in the kitchen and somehow, they still ended up in there”,

“Are you shaming me for my bad eyesight? You know I wear contacts!”,

“I’m shaming you for your non-existent hand-eye coordination!”

You snickered and Jin shook his head, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you close,

“Yah! You want me to throw you in there next time?”

He tried to sound threatening but you just giggled like a child when he gently bumped you with his shoulders,

“You’re welcome to try! I control the chicken so I would think twice before messing with me”

You knew this would hit Jin right in the feels and immediately he clasped his hands together in an apologetic gesture, bowing his head a little,

“Ah, I apologise deeply, Chicken-Overlord! I’ll be good from now on!”

He lamented and you went along with it,

“It’s forgiven. For now” you booped his nose and directed your attention back to Jimin, who just won a tiny, pink, plastic rose and made his way back to you and Jin,

“Look! I won something!”

He happily presented the flower to you,

“Woow, Jiminah, you’re so good at this game! Let’s get some candy cotton, hyung will pay!”

Jin grabbed Jimin by the shoulders and praised him some more while you couldn’t contain your laughter,

“Really?”

Jimin asked, smiling sheepishly and Jin nodded,

“Would I lie about that? Only the best players deserve cotton candy, come on!”

Jin looked at you and winked like the absolute smug clown he was and you smiled back at him,

“Thank you for being nice”

You mouthed and followed the boys to the nearest self-operating candy cotton machine.

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Satisfied with your gifted plastic rose and happily munching away on your cotton candy, you and the boys finally reached the others at the beach.

They already prepared one the of the fire pits and had a nice flame going, while they passed around drinks and snacks.

From the distance you could see Yoongi talking animatedly to Namjoon and next to them, Hoseok annoying his girlfriend with stupid faces. Taehyung, one of your regular produce supply guys from the hotel and his little brother Jungkook busied themselves with making smores over the fire and poking it with sticks. This bunch of weirdos always brought a smile to your face,

“Hey guys, we finally made it!”

You announced as you got closer to them and they all turned to greet you, handing you each a bottle and a bag of something fried to go along with it,

“Hey guys, I hope the booth didn’t collapse”

Namjoon said and held up his bottle to clink it with yours,

“I’m usually not the best at handling literally any kind of tool so I hope everything held together and no one got killed in an ugly accident”

He added and smiled hopefully,

“Don’t worry, we lived and the booth did too”

You answered and Namjoon wiped the metaphorical sweat off his brow,

“I’m glad you could help. I would have done it myself but they called me in to help with the shift”

Jin mentioned and Joon waved him off,

“Don’t worry about it! I wouldn’t have come tonight if you hadn’t asked me to help so I’m happy it worked out this way. I desperately needed to socialise…”

He took a long, relatable sip of his drink and Yoongi joined your conversation,

“Almost seems like it was fate”

He said,

“I didn’t know you guys knew Joon. We met in university and haven’t seen each other in a long time”

He explained and Joon smiled fondly,

“Kinda lost touch”

Yoongi awkwardly scratched the back of his head,

“Yeah, we’ve got some catching up to do…”

He mumbled and you sensed there was more to it. Not wanting to pry,

you let them continue their conversation and made your way around the fire to Hoseok and his girlfriend, telling her the rice cakes were all sold out but you would set some aside first thing tomorrow. She was the cutest lil’ bean and you could see how they adored each other. It was a healing relationship to witness and you definitely needed their energy in your life.

Behind you, on the other side of the fire, Jin and Jimin stood side by side, awkwardly trying to maintain a conversation while they were both aware of each other’s attention being focused on something(-one) else.

They rarely spent so much time together and it was clear that, even though they were part of the same circle of friends, they didn’t really have much in common, except their shared infatuation with you.

And they both knew it, which made this situation a little difficult.

They both watched you talk to the couple for a little while and kept some light small talk going while Taehyung and Jungkook kept them fed with smores, freshly melted over the fire.

As it was getting later, the drinks were starting to affect some (Hoseok) more than the others and soon, Hoseok’s girlfriend and Jungkook were trying to keep him from taking his clothes off and go skinny dipping in the ocean. It was a very entertaining sight and you may or may not have encouraged his shenanigans with some passive comments.

Drama was in your nature, sorry not sorry.

You had noticed that Namjoon and Yoongi had found a spot on the beach a little farther away from the group and were still engaged in deep conversation. You were relieved to see, that your friend was having a good time and that he got to reconnect with Joon, whatever that meant. He had never mentioned him to you before but judging by the looks of it, they had been pretty close.

Since you sometimes felt a little lost in the grand scheme of things, it felt good to see other people were finding new things and meeting people that gave them more reasons to be happier and feel connected.

It wasn’t like you didn’t feel happy; in fact, since moving to this quaint little town, you’ve felt the happiest and most fulfilled since you could remember. However, seeing Hoseok and his girlfriend, Yoongi and Namjoon, or even the random couples at the festival, sharing food and being cutesy with each other… it reminded you, that there was something like that missing in your life.

Or was there? You would say that a lack of companionship or human connection in general was not the problem per se.

Romance and relationships had never been at the top of your list of priorities but as you were getting older, you felt the slowly-growing need for something other than friendship in your life.

Or maybe that was just the liquor and the third-wheeling talking.

Meanwhile, Jin and Jimin had formed a delicate connection over their shared love for sweet foods, treats and definitely alcohol. They were probably responsible for the majority of the empty bottles that now lined the lukewarm cooler, and they were still going strong. They even laughed at the occasional joke together.

No one could resist Jimin’s natural baby charm forever, not even stoic Seokjin. It was clear, that they were finally warming up to each other.

You only noticed after Jimin had called you over, pouting and complaining about being tired and wanting to go home. He got a little whiney when he was drunk and it was better to just give him what he wanted.

It was fine anyway. It was getting late and you both needed to be up early again for the next day of the festival so you decided to leave soon and say goodbye to your friends until tomorrow night. Taking Jimin home before he turned into an even more whiney little baby was the top priority mission right now.

Hoseok barely registered when you said goodbye and you guessed he would tap out soon, too. You refrained from disturbing Joon and Yoongi and said bye to Taehyung and Jungkook before leaving with Jimin tucked into your side. Jin accompanied you for a little while and promised to swing by again tomorrow before you parted ways and he went home, as well.

From then on, it wasn’t long before you and Jimin reached home. Jimin sighed tiredly as the shop came into view and a last surge of drunken energy sped up his step. He skipped ahead, wanting to unlock the door but stopped short as he reached the glass façade.

What was that paper taped to the door? He ripped it off and found it to be a folded piece of paper that your shop’s name written on it,

“Huh?”

He whispered to himself and turned it around in his hands before opening it.

On the inside he found a crude drawing of you and him in the booth today at the fair. There was nothing unusual about it, except for the sign above the booth, that, instead of the cute rice cake logo and writing you had printed on it, now showed a generously sized, disturbingly detailed, pile of-

“What the absolute shit?”

Jimin jumped at your voice, spinning around and trying to hide the paper behind his back and you tried to reach around him to steal it,

“YN! Don’t look!”

He wiggled out of your grasp and ran to the closest trash bin to dispose of the drawing,

“Jimin, what the heck? Was that taped to our door?” you came running after him. Jimin needed a second to regain his balance. Running around while still drunk was not the best idea. When his eyes were able to focus on your face again, he nodded,

“Yeah…”

He mumbled and watched your shoulders slump,

“Do you think it was the fluffy fools again?”

He asked carefully,

“Who else?”

You replied, turning around and walking back to the shop. Jimin followed you. Without a word you opened the door and both of you went inside, taking the stairs up to the apartment. While standing in the narrow hallway, only illuminated by the light of the street lamps outside, you turned around to face Jimin,

“I don’t understand what their problem is. Sure, we’re kind of a similar shop but it’s not like we’re monopolising the bakery business! We sell so many different things! They didn’t even think of selling pastries like we did and now they act like they’re the big ballers in the game? Like we’re stealing their customers? Ugh…”

Usually when you ranted about the fools, you sounded angry and agitated. However, even drunk Jimin noticed that now you just sounded exhausted and sad,

“YN… don’t overthink it. They’re just acting like dickheads because they’re threatened by us”,

“But why couldn’t they just come and talk to us like adults? This is all so childish…”

Jimin wrapped an arm around your shoulders,

“I know”

He knew that there were few things he could say to make you feel better right now but he still wanted to try,

“Sometimes people need to feel better about themselves and they have to put other people down to get there. It’s not right and it’s not fair. But we’re good at what we do and they clearly know it. Don’t let it get to you, Rice Cake”

Hugging his side, you let out an exasperated breath,

“I know you’re right but I’m just so tired of it”

You mumbled. Jimin let go of you to gently place both of his hands on your shoulders,

“We’ll get some rest now and it’ll all be better in the morning, ok? Maybe I can go and talk to them; try and find some sort of common ground” he sounded so sure of it, that you could only nod in agreement,

“Really?”

You whispered and smiled at him,

“Of course. I’ll do anything for you and our shop”

Jimin answered and took in your hopeful eyes and slight pout and felt his throat close up at the sight. You looked so small and cute and Jimin suddenly felt even more drunk than before. He didn’t even notice that he had moved his hands up to cup your cheeks in his hands until he felt the soft skin under his fingertips.

Goosebumps rose on your skin at his touch and you weren’t sure if this moment was still about a friend comforting another friend as they were feeling upset. Seeing Jimin’s glossy eyes, his slightly parted lips and messy, fluffy hair in the soft lighting from the street lamps had you feeling like the mood had suddenly changed,

“Jimin, what-“

You didn’t get to ask the full question, as Jimin had already pressed his lips to yours in a gentle kiss. Plush lips moulding to yours with careful movements and shy pecks until you ran out of breath and needed to pull away. Lightly pushing at his chest, you brought some distance between the two of you. Your heart was beating a mile a minute and Jimin seemed to be equally out of breath.

Even though there had definitely been some kind of atmosphere surrounding you just moments before, this was the last thing you expected to happen. You needed to sort through your brain and find the ability to speak before the silence grew too awkward. Jimin just kissed you, you were sure he expected at least some kind of response.

You brought a hand to your forehead, combing through some of the hair in the front and trying to find the right words.

Jimin on the other hand was too starstruck too even realise your inner turmoil. He was having a hard time just coming to terms with the fact, that he had just kissed you without any warning or build-up and that he was still drunk as heck. His brain was working overtime right now, trying to process all the different feelings and experiences that had occurred in the last thirty seconds. He could still feel your skin under his fingers, could still feel his lips tingle from the way they moved against yours and the taste you left on them. It was a lot,

“Umm… I- I need to go”

You stammered and suddenly turned around to flee to your room, leaving a perplexed Jimin standing in the hallway.

Shutting the door behind you a little too forcefully you took a deep breath. What the hell just happened?

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Chapter Four ~ Boxing Day

Pairing: Harrison Osterfield x Reader, Tom Holland x Reader (not at the same time)

Summary: Every year with Christmas Tom, his brothers, some friends and you rented a house in Scotland to celebrate the holidays and New Years Eve with a lot of friends. Last year’s christmas you and Harrison had something special going on, and this year he brings his new girlfriend. Chaos ensues.

Am I ignoring corona christmas lockdown in this fic? You bet your ass I am.

This is way too fluffy, but I am a big softy today. 

Wordcount: 2,1k

Warnings: alcohol, accidental slicing in a finger, cursing, kissing.

Chapter three - Epilogue 

26 December 2020

“Morning dreamy, wanna have some tea?” The scent of strong tea hit your senses, and you slowly got up. Tom stood next to the bed, in his sweatpants and tank top, a cup of tea in his hands. His hair was wet, he obviously just had a shower. He looked good. God your brain should turn itself off.

“Yeah thanks Tom,” you took the tea from his hands, sitting up against the headboard you slowly sipped your tea. Tom sat down next to you, being unusually quiet. You set down your tea to ask him what was the matter, but his hands attacking your sides made it obvious. A scream escaped your lips as you tried to get away from his tickling hands. You were out of breath and laughing hysterically by the time you finally escaped. The plush carpet felt soft, somewhere in the struggle you had fallen off the bed. Tom’s head stuck over the edge of the bed, as he had managed to stay there when you fell down. 

“You okay?”

“Yeah, fine. I’m gonna get you back though,” you launched yourself back onto the bed, trying to tickle him, but he was way too strong for you, and moments later you were squirming again under his teasing tickling fingers. You were both laughing as you almost fell off the bed again. When you started to near the edge you decided to take him down with you, both of you tumbling off the bed into a heap on the ground. 

“What the fack is happening here?” you and Tom looked up to see Sam and Harrison standing in the doorway. 

“It sounded like someone was dying, of having the weirdest sex ever,” Sam said.

“So you thought let’s check?” Tom laughed. When the heaving of your chest had slowed down a bit you felt like you finally got some oxygen again. You got up and sat down on the bed again. 

“Don’t worry guys, I still have my clothes on,” 

“Well,” Tom said, eyeing you up and down, “Can you really call that fully clothed?” You looked down at your sleep shorts and big shirt and shrugged. 

“I am wearing a bra Tom, that is so much more than you could have asked for,”

“Yeah only cus you didn’t want to take it off last night, because you were drunk,” he shot back and you laughed. Sam cleared his throat. 

“Well we leave you to it then. Breakfast in thirty minutes, you coming to help y/n?” 

“Yeah I’ll be down in five,” you replied, scurrying off the bed to go to the bathroom. You grabbed your clothes, but you didn’t miss Harrisons pained look when he closed the bedroom door.

“So, you and Tom having fun?” Sam said. You looked over at him. His face was awfully neutral. 

“What exactly are you asking Sam?” 

“Well, all I know is that you and Tom seem very close, much closer than last year,” He said, cracking an egg into the pan. You ripped the plastic off the big slab of bacon. 

“Well yeah, we have gotten a lot closer this year. I spent some time in Orlando for work when he was filming there so we saw each other a lot. And he came to visit me in New York, remember,” you said, carefully cutting strips of bacon, “Plus the summer holidays, but you were there right?” 

“Yes I was,” he said, “And Harrison? Have you seen him this year?”

“No, not really. I called him several times but we never really spoke,” you said. You resumed working in silence, and you started to wonder. Did something change with you and Tom? You had always been  close with him. The clowns of the group. But last year something had changed. After you let go of Haz you and Tom seemed to get closer every time you saw each other. You were so deep in your thoughts you didn’t notice you had cut into your hand until Sam took the knife out of your hand. 

“Y/n, you okay?” only when he asked you, you felt the stinging pain in your hand. A big part of your hand was red, and it was a miracle the bacon seemed to be fully clean. 

“Yeah I’m okay. Let me just,-” you put your hand underneath the tap, turning it on to let some cold water run over your hand. 

“I’ll call Harrison,” Sam said. Harrison was the one with a first aid certificate. Moments later he and Lily came into the kitchen. Lily quickly ran up to you, examining your hand. 

“I am a nurse, is it okay if I look at it?” she asked. 

“Yeah sure, it’s probably nothing big though,” you said. 

“It isn’t,” Lily said, taking the first aid kid from Harrisons hands, “But you were cutting raw meat, and it shouldn’t get infected.”

She put disinfectant on the cut and opened the plaster box. 

“Wait, do you guys really have dinosaur bandages in your box?” she asked. You snorted. 

“Yes, it’s my kit, and I noticed everyone gets happy when they get a dino bandage. So I got them, and trust me, it works like a treat,” Lily laughed with you, and wrapped your hand in some bandage. 

“Here you go, and be careful dear. You don’t want to cut your hand off,”she said, turning around and grabbing Haz his hand, “Come on Hazzi, let’s go upstairs, I wanna shower before breakfast.” 

Harrison stared at you, and then followed Lily. You cooked the bacon, put all the fresh bread rolls on trays. Tuwaine got into the kitchen and helped you and Sam set up the table. 

“Hey warrior, what did you do?” Tom was hardly understandable, his mouth stuffed with bread and nutella. He pointed at your bandage, and you felt your cheeks burn.  

“Cut myself while cooking,”

“She was completely zoned off,” Sam said next to you. You rolled your eyes.

“It was not that bad, I am fine,” you rolled your eyes to Tom, who looked way more worried than he should. “Really Tom, I am,”

Boxing day was tv day. Every year a series or movie was chosen to watch, lots of spiked hot chocolate and snacks were prepared. Basically movies and day drinking. Harry had brought the collection of Sissi movies. Three long old movies, perfect for the occasion. All the couples shared couches, and soon you and Tom were left alone. You made do with a lot of pillows and a blanket on the ground. In between the first and second movie you had to go to the bathroom, so you got up. In the hallway you bumped into Harrison.   

“Haz,” you said, putting your hand on his arm. He looked up. “Can we talk?” you asked, gesturing to the empty kitchen. 

“Eh yeah sure?” 

“Are you okay Haz?” you asked, when you were in the kitchen, shutting the door behind you. When he didn’t answer you continued, “I feel like something is weird, if you get what I mean. Did I do something wrong?” At your last question he finally met your eyes. 

“No Y/n, no. I am the one who is acting weird. I don’t know,” he said, “Actually, I do know I think.”

“Then please tell me. I worry about you,”

“It’s just. I feel weird about you. Weirdly possessive. I shouldn’t but you know,” he let out a small breath, “You are a bit of a weak spot for me. I love Lily but I care about you and,”

He stopped talking and put a hand on your shoulder. 

“I am being stupid. I just want you to be happy. I made a choice and I am very happy with Lil but. I miss you,”

“Haz I,” you didn’t know what to say.

“I miss us being friends so I am angry at everyone here who is your friend,” he raked his hand through his hair, “I suppose that’s it,”

“We can be friends Haz, please,” you said, cautiously wrapping your arms around him in a hug. “Just contact me somewhere during this year. I would really appreciate that,”

He laughed in your hair. “Will do, I promise.”

“Now I would love to hug you a bit longer, but I really need to pee,” you said, breaking free from his arms. 

“Always the charmer aren’t you,” he replied, a big smile on his face, “Wanna have some extra spiked hot chocolate?” You nodded and walked to the hallway again. 

“Y/n?” 

“Yeah?” 

“Thank you for asking,” his face is flushed red, and you smile softly. 

“No problem Haz. I missed you,”

The last two movies flashed by you. You wouldn’t be able to tell anyone what you had seen, it was all a blur. What wasn’t a blur was your mind. You were lost in your thoughts. Tom gently nudged your shoulder. 

“Hi, is everything alright?”

“Yeah just super tired. Like I-really-gotta-sleep tired,” you murmured, smiling sleepily to him. The booze, cooking and all your feelings had drained every last bit of energy from your body. Tom said nothing, but he scooped your body up and carried you upstairs. He put you on the bed, laying your pyjamas next to you.

“Go, sleep. Harry cooks tonight, he said something about pizza. You have done enough,” he softly stroked your hair. With a soft kiss on your head he left the room.

You woke up in a mess of blankets, pillows and your pyjamas that Tom put on the bed but you had drifted off before you could put them on. The door opened and you looked up. 

“Did you sleep well?”

“Like a damn baby. God I was so tired, how did you guys deal with me?”

“We love you,” he said laughing, easily catching the pillow you sent flying his way. “Did you talk to Haz? He seemed a lot more at ease,”

“Yeah we talked, he told me he missed being friends. Everything is fine now,” you told him. He stood in the door, and you sat up in bed. 

“Well, now we are here,” he said, “I have a Christmas present for you.”

“What? We never do Christmas presents?” you said, your mind was still a bit foggy from your sleep. 

“Yeah I saw something that I wanted to get you so I figured, let’s call it a Christmas present,” he rummaged through his suitcase, finally sitting down on the edge of the bed with a small wrapped box. He gave it to you. You softly shook the box. 

“It isn’t gonna explode right?” He shook his head. You tore the gift paper from the box. A small jewelry box laid in your hands. You opened the lid, and nearly dropped it. 

“Tom, this is beautiful,” you exclaimed. He let out a breath, the nervous look on his face disappearing. Inside the box was a pretty ring, one you had been fawning over at Covent Garden months ago. You had decided not to splurge back then, and had regretted it not even moments later. “From that day in Covent Garden right?”

“I bought it when you left. You were so sad that you left it so,-” you threw your arms around him. 

“Thank you so much,” 

You got out of the hug and took the ring from the box. It fit your pink perfectly. You looked up at Tom, to find him staring at you. 

“Tom,-” he pressed his lips on yours in a searing kiss. His hands flew to your face, and you were shook. Tom was kissing you? You kissed him back, but as abruptly as he started, he broke the kiss. 

“I am sorry,” he murmured, getting up and stumbling away, heading towards your door. 

“Get back here and kiss me again you asshole,” you said, getting out of the bed as well and taking large steps towards him. He met you halfway, your lips collided. If you thought the first kiss had been good, boy you were corrected now. Tom's lips seemed to melt together with yours, his hands seeming to find a weak spot in your neck immediately. When his tongue brushed yours you were sure you died and went to heaven. The world could come crashing down around you, and you wouldn’t have cared. 

You knotted your hands in his shirt. His touch felt like fire, igniting a warm feeling in your chest. He gently pushed you back until you hit the bed. You let yourself fall onto it, taking him down with you. The same bed you had been play fighting in this morning. But now Tom was kissing you and you never wanted it to end.

Epilogue