#so i can't actually tell how right you are. but i also trust close friends and their takes on my taste more oof

[inkedbybarnes]

blind date

bucky barnes x fem!reader

summary: convinced that bucky will never like you back, you agree to a blind date arranged for you to forget about him.

word count: 3.7k

warnings: fluff. two idiots pining over each other (i know, i know. i love the trope). blind dates (they honestly scare me). boundaries being crossed. not so gentleman of a blind date. protective & grumpy bucky (yes, that's a warning!). pet names such as doll. lowercase writing. not proofread.

notes: happy 500 followers to us! hehe. sorry it took long, i waited until i reached that milestone and we finally did! we're growing in our small delulu home, and i love it. <3 i hope you enjoy this one!

dividers by @cafekitsune

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“come on! tell me more about this mystery guy.”

natasha plopped down the couch beside you while she held a pint of ice cream in her hand and a spoonful on its way to her mouth. you were talking about the blind date that sam arranged for you, and she hasn't stopped asking questions since you mentioned it.

“there's really nothing to tell besides that he's a guy looking for a date and that he's friends with sam. i'm actually surprised that sam set this all up, but i trust him, you know? maybe it'll be nice,” you answered, ignoring the fact that sam suggested this to help you get over your not-so-little crush on a super soldier.

your phone beeped, showing a message sent to you by your teammate. “speaking of the devil, sam just sent me the details but i'm really not sure if i should go. it doesn't feel right.”

“and leave the poor guy waiting? not happening." natasha stuck her spoon into her pint and set it down on the coffee table. “you feel that way because you like someone already, but nothing's going to happen if we'll sit here waiting. you're either giving this date a chance or ask bucky out. it's time you finally go out there and see someone. aren't you sick of us yet?"

“i'm quite sick of you, that's for sure.” you joked, having natasha as your room neighbour and basically your best friend. if you weren't spending your time sleeping in your room, you'd be spending it with her. “i just don't think i should be going on dates when i know i'm technically not emotionally available for others yet.”

“oh, you can't be sick of me. i'm great company." natasha replied confidently. “then why did you agree? we all know, besides barnes, that you've liked him for so long. plus, he's never been with anyone for ages. the two of you makes sense.”

you gnawed on your lower lip, hesitant to tell nat the reason why you agreed to this stupid date, but she was your best friend and also one hell of a spy to even try and hide it. “he told me that he found someone similar to bucky and that i might want to meet him. we agreed to let it be a blind date to avoid the mess of telling them that they're meeting an avenger.”

“i knew it. you're going on a rebound date!” she jumped on her seat, as if she'd solved the winning numbers to the lottery. “there was no way you'd suddenly go on a blind date without a catch. you're too hung up on bucky!”

“keep it down!” you pulled her back into the couch, nervously looking around the room to see if anyone was close by. “i'm pretty sure rebounds only apply to people i've dated. bucky's hardly a candidate for that list.”

“you've liked him for way too long that it basically feels like you had a relationship, and i'm pretty sure he likes you too,” natasha said. “trust me, my guts? golden.”

you winced at the thought. there had been zero signs that bucky liked you back. as much as you trusted natasha and her instincts, this was something you couldn't just assume.

“i don't think so, nat. i've given him enough hints. it's either he's too dense about it or he's just not interested. maybe it's just how it's supposed to be, and i can't keep myself stuck with maybes forever.” you sighed, deciding to finally go to the blind date. “help me pick an outfit?”

“like you even have to ask?” she smiled, dragging you to your room while you were still left with uncertainty in your heart.

the restaurant was one of those hole-in-the-wall places in downtown new york. it had a lot people dining inside, their noise easily heard from the outside, yet the ambiance already felt warm and welcoming. you wondered if sam suggested the place or the guy you were about to meet.

you sighed, giving your chest one last tap since it wouldn't stop beating so fast. it was a wonder how your heartbeat remained stable during a risky mission, while a harmless date had you this nervous. although with that, you felt human.

“okay, let's see where this goes,” you muttered to yourself, glancing at your watch that had a tracking device in it, as requested (or ordered) by your best friend.

natasha initially opted to come with you and seat somewhere far, but you told her that you didn't need it. so, she settled with a tracking device, as if you weren't an avenger who could defend yourself. you couldn't find it in you to complain, since this was natasha's own way of showing that she cared.

you entered the restaurant, eyes wandering around the room despite not knowing exactly what to look for. the only details you were allowed to know was that “joseph” knew where to take you, so you assumed that person was one of the staff that you had to look for.

once you found a waitress that didn't look too occupied, you approached her with a smile. “excuse me, may i know where joseph is?”

the lady looked up at you, recognition evident on her face. you were slightly worried that she knew your identity, but she gave you a warm smile and held your arm gently. “oh, he's right there by the counter. let me take you to him!”

she escorted you towards the man handling the counter that seemed to be where the orders were taken. he was shouting various orders behind him while arranging the food on the counter. by the looks of it, he could be the manager or the owner of the place.

“she's here!” the lady beside you exclaimed, catching the full attention of joseph.

“ah, there's our special guest for tonight!” joseph walked around the counter to hug you, as if you knew each other for a long time. “come, come! we have the best spot reserved for you. it's right outside where you can enjoy the view while also having some privacy, eh? your date already arrived, but no worries. he wasn't waiting for too long.”

you were rendered speechless as he took you to the patio, not expecting your date to arrive first, and most importantly not expecting to see him right away. you thought you were early enough, but it seems that your date was an earlier bird than you were.

once outside, all you could see was an empty patio with one man sitting not so far from where you were standing. you hated how you could only see his back and not his face, since he was facing the opposite direction. although, you immediately noticed how he was dressed similarly to bucky.

similar haircut, black boots, and a black jacket. while you weren't sure if they actually looked alike, sam wasn't kidding about them having some similarities.

“how come it's empty out here?” you asked with genuine curiosity. the restaurant was oozing with customers tonight, and they could surely use the extra space outdoors.

“well, uh...” joseph scratched his head, smiling awkwardly as he looked for an answer. “oh, well, stop worrying about that! you're here to go on a date and nothing more! let us worry about that ourselves, hm? come, let's not make your date wait for too long.”

you both walked towards the only table occupied, taking a deep breath before joseph announced, “your date has arrived!”

the man turned around, eyes widened at the sudden noise, but he eventually smiled once he looked at you.

“hey, nice to finally meet you.” he stood up, extending his hand. “i'm martin.”

one look at him and you knew that your heart stubbornly stayed with someone you shouldn't be thinking about.

“i still can't believe that i'm on a date with an avenger.”

you were barely done with your meal despite being here for more than an hour, and martin hasn't been able to stop gushing about your whole avenger sideline. while you understood his excitement, this wasn't the type of date that you hoped for.

“you think i could tell my friends?” he asked, suddenly nudging his chair closer to you that he was basically sitting beside you. “they probably won't believe me, so will it be okay if we took a picture?”

oh, so that's why he moved closer.

“sure.” you forced a smile. “but don't get too close, maybe? i'm.. i'm not that comfortable yet.”

as if you said nothing, he placed an arm over your shoulder, pulling you even closer to him. you've been through worse situations than this, but you were highly uncomfortable having your boundaries crossed.

bucky wouldn't do something like this. how did sam think that any of his behaviour was similar to him?

martin already had his phone out, capturing pictures and squeezing your arm, when you decided that this isn't what you wanted, but before you could open your mouth, you felt someone pulling his arm off of you, causing martin to scream.

“what is wrong with you!?” martin shouted, standing up and stepping away while he held his aching arm. when you turned around, you felt your heart stop to find the person you least expected to be here, but wanted the most to be with.

“bucky?”

he did not look at you, his eyes still fixated on martin, nostrils flaring as he took a step closer, standing in front of you as if he was shielding you, while martin took the same amount of steps backwards. “she clearly said no. what the fuck was so hard about understanding that?”

“look, man, i don't know what you're doing here, but i think this is between me and her,” he said, his eyes showing fear as he watched the ex-assassin approach him, hearing the gears of his metal arm whirring.

“give me your phone.” bucky ordered. “now.”

martin immediately fished for his phone, nearly dropping it, and gave it to bucky. “w-what are you going to do?”

“no, this is what you're gonna do,” bucky started, crashing martin's phone with ease and carelessly throwing it to the side. “this date never happened, your friends will hear nothing about tonight, and you will get out of here before i finish counting to three. one...”

in a snap, martin was already out of your sight. if you hadn't known martin before this, you would think he idolised pietro with the way he ran so fast.

“are you okay?”

forgetting about bucky for a split second, his voice jolted you out of your thoughts. you looked up, your heart racing, to find him right in front you.

“what are you doing here?”

“that doesn't really answer my question, doll. answer mine first, will ya? then i'll answer yours.”

“i'm okay, but i can take care of myself. you didn't have to scare the guy.” you sighed, trying your best to look displeased when in fact this has been the happiest you've been tonight. “so? why are you here?”

“well, it's really hard to explain...”

“you better try, barnes, because i am very confused right now,” you said. “one moment i'm on a date with someone, then suddenly my teammate, who i told nothing about said date, appears and crushes the phone of the guy i'm with?”

“natasha told me about it.”

you frowned, not surprised with natasha's gossipy nature, but confused about what she could've said that made him go all the way here.

“i was looking for you since you're always with us during dinner, and nat told me that you were on a date. i couldn't help but ask where and with whom, but she said that she had no idea, that it was a blind date. she was more than glad to tell me where you were, so i came here looking for you.”

“why?” you asked, confused and suddenly hopeful at the same time. although, you tried to keep your hopes down, not wanting to set yourself up for a heartbreak.

“what do you mean why? that's it. i was just worried, and now you're okay. can we go home?”

he turned his back on you and walked away, you were quick enough follow him, still unsatisfied with his answer.

once you've reached a dark alley where he had his motorcycle parked, you sighed and decided to ask one more time.

“what are you actually doing here, barnes?” you asked. “i want an actual answer or i'm walking home.”

“it doesn't matter,” bucky answered shortly, frustration. written on his face. “why did you agree to this anyway? doesn't feel like something you'd do.”

“you have no idea about what i feel and what i want to do,” you answered. “and you still haven't answered my question.”

“i don't know, okay? i don't know. i just..” he sighed. “i heard the word date and everything didn't make sense. all i knew was that i wanted to follow you here and stop whatever you were doing. i didn't like it.”

“what gives you the right to stop me from going on a date?” you asked, your head jerked back in disbelief. “and why would it even bother you? this is the first time someone went on a date in the team. so what makes mine so different?”

“what do you think?” he asked, his gaze challenging and curious, waiting for your response.

you stood in silence, his question causing a sudden drift in the conversation. you could feel the tension in the air.

“sam made me go to a blind date as well,” he spoke again. “i just remembered that he was asking me where i'd take someone on a date. days after that, he said he found a girl that i might like, and that i should go on a date with her, he suggested that it should be a blind date, knowing that i'm an avenger and all.”

“why didn't you go?”

“i couldn't. i wasn't interested. i knew it wouldn't work.”

“why?”

“because i already like someone.”

your heart sank, a lump forming in your throat as the reality set in that the person you've been pining for was already interested in someone else.

so much for going on a date to forget about him.

“what about you?” he asked. “why did you go?”

because of you, you idiot.

“trying to get over someone,” you simply answered.

“you were seeing someone?” he asked, completely clueless, but suddenly looking uneasy. “i never knew you were in a relationship. i guess, we're not that close, but i thought i'd at least know abou—”

“what? no!” you replied, voice rising as you spoke. "god, i agreed to this date because i wanted to get over you!"

the words slipped out of your mouth, your eyes widening in surprise as you accidentally reveal the feelings you had kept hidden.

bucky blinked, silence hanging in the air. the confession felt heavy between you as you waited for his response.

“i didn't agree to going on a blind date because i have feelings you,” bucky finally spoke, taking a deep breath before continuing, “because i knew i wouldn't enjoy it knowing i'd be thinking of you anyway, because as convinced as i was that you had no interest in me, i'd rather keep my eyes on you than on anybody else.”

“wait, wait, what? you like me?” you repeated in a slightly disbelieving tone, searching his face for confirmation.

“why would i follow you all the way here if i didn't?”

“because you care? and it might be dangerous to go on a date with someone i've never met?” you guessed. “i mean, i think you'd also do it for everybody else, as grumpy as you look like on the outside, you can be a softie sometimes.”

“if i had no feelings for you, i wouldn't be here. you're an avenger for christ's sake. some random guy would be like a training dummy for you,” he answered. “and no, i wouldn't be doing this for anybody else. if the situation's that dangerous, maybe, but a date? you're all adults. you know what you're doing.”

you couldn't help but giggle at his answer, which earned you a glare from him. “what?”

“nothing.” you shook your head. “you sound like an old man lecturing the younger generation.”

“are we completely ignoring the fact that we like each other?”

“that's the only thing on my mind right now.” you admitted. “are you sure about what you just said? it could be the hunger talking.”

instead of answering, bucky took his phone out of his pocket, swiping and tapping on it a few times before taking your hand and placing it on your palm.

“what am i supposed to—”

“just read it.”

choosing not to argue with him, you grabbed the phone with a frown. his messages with natasha were on the screen, starting from their messages from nearly four months ago. you scrolled through their messages, and while they lasted for months, they were all short and straightforward.

three months ago

bucky:

did you arrive safely?

romanoff:

since when did you start asking?

bucky:

?

romanoff:

yes, we arrived safely.

bucky:

👍🏻

romanoff:

really???

two months ago

bucky:

is she okay?

romanoff:

ohhh, that's why you keep texting.

bucky:

answer

romanoff:

geez, barnes.

yeah, she's okay.

bucky:

ok

one month ago

bucky:

she's sick?

romanoff:

yeah, wanna visit her?

you're basically immune.

bucky:

i have a mission

romanoff:

oh yeah

oops

bucky:

are you busy?

romanoff:

nope

why?

bucky:

take my place

romanoff:

no thanks, barnes.

bucky:

i'll take your next task

and the next one as well

romanoff:

why can't you just take this one?

bucky:

nothing

romanoff:

a reason or i'm not doing it.

bucky:

she's sick

i want to stay

romanoff:

oh my god

you're such a sap

fine i'll talk to steve

bucky:

ty

romanoff:

you're using abbreviations now???

bucky:

👍🏻

one week ago

romanoff:

movie night later, don't ditch us again

bucky:

busy

romanoff:

she planned this one

she's worried you won't come

bucky:

i'll bring snacks

romanoff:

i love knowing your weakness

bring popcorn!

bucky:

she prefers pizza over popcorn

does she like popcorn?

romanoff:

nope, but some of us do.

bucky:

ok

romanoff:

so you're bringing popcorn?

bucky:

no

once you were done reading, you returned his phone back to his hand. “you do like me,” you said, the confession finally sinking in.

bucky nodded. “and you like me too.”

“where does that leave us?” you asked, hoping. “are we.. dating now?”

“no,” he answered quickly.

you felt that ache returning in your chest, but before you could say something, bucky already sensed your worries and he wasn't letting you slip away that easily.

“no because i want to do this right. i want to take you out on a date first, bring you flowers, play music and ask you for a dance, all that stuff that you deserve,” he explained, bringing his warm hand to your cheek. “but trust me that it won't take long before i call you mine. i don't think i have the patience for it at this point.”

“you promise?” you rose to your tiptoes, wrapping your arms around him. “i don't want to wait that long either.”

“you won't,” he replied, leaning into you, his lips brushing against your nose before pulling you in a kiss. “i promise.”

this was supposed to have a lil bonus when they got back to the tower, revealing the team's true involvement with the blind date, buttt i might just do it some other time as a snippet/part 2 instead. i still have a few to write anyway, woops.

if you have any requests for bucky, send them my way! 💌

[a-substantial-trash-pile]

Catalyst

so in my au which i'm totally not using to cope or anything haha, after realizing that curly isn't going to do anything about jimmy, anya confides in swansea and he goes Protective Dad Mode. i'm calling this the "Responsibility AU." ramble below cut.

swansea doesn't immediately go after jimmy with an axe or anything because 1. they're not in a high stress life/death crash situation and 2. anya specifically requests that swansea not enact violence upon jimmy after swansea says, and i quote, "i'm gonna beat his ass." anya just wants to feel safer and more supported on the ship—she doesn't want swansea to get in trouble even if jimmy does deserve to get destroyed by 10000 punches.

what swansea can do is watch out for anya and make sure she's never alone in a room with jimmy. if there's a situation where she has to be alone with jimmy (like the psych evals), she and swansea have a system where she can signal for help. with anya's permission, swansea asks daisuke to help look out for her too (without telling him the details as to why since that's anya's right to share or not). daisuke has already picked up at this point that something is wrong based on how much more hostile swansea's become towards jimmy, and he trusts his boss, so he agrees without much question.

anya, feeling less alone now that she has people watching her back, gains more confidence to stand up to jimmy. which makes him angry because his unwanted advances are being denied and swansea and daisuke keep getting in his way. he just can't understand why he's being treated as the bad guy here (this is because he is a delusional asshole).

meanwhile curly is slowly realizing that he needs to actually do something here because the tension in the crew is palpable and increasing by the day. also swansea is being mighty passive aggressive to him and talking about "responsibility" a lot. curly keeps trying to talk to jimmy about it but the guy just keeps downplaying it and blaming everyone else but himself. and curly is realizing that his friend isn't who he thought he was.

it all comes to a head one day when an angry jimmy tries to confront anya alone and swansea steps in. things get heated, people start yelling. curly show up to see swansea and jimmy on the verge of fighting with anya and daisuke trying to hold them back respectively. curly breaks up the fight. jimmy storms off. curly follows him and finds him trying to get the gun from the case in the cockpit. curly asks him why he's doing this and jimmy claims it's for his own protection because he feels "threatened by swansea." he tells curly to give him the code. curly, the sheer wrongness of the whole situation hitting him, finally calls jimmy out on all his bs. jimmy just laughs in his face, still believing that he's not in the wrong and curly doesn't have the guts to do anything anyway. so the captain fires him on the spot. jimmy snaps and he and curly get into a fight in the cockpit. jimmy is trying to crash the ship and curly is trying to stop him. then the rest of the crew show up and anya knocks jimmy's ass out with the gun case. swansea is so proud.

they throw jimmy in the cryopod so they don't have to worry about him pulling anything else and he can be properly dealt with once the stupid delivery is over. everyone's like, "wow that was a close one—could you imagine how messed up it would be if we ended up in a crash because of jimmy? thank god that didn't happen." curly makes swansea the copilot until they can get a replacement and swansea's like, "goddammit as if i don't already do enough shit around here."

anyway my whole goal here was to get rid of jimmy early so i can have beautiful Found Family shenanigans in space with the rest of the crew. apologies and healing and happy times will happen. no the whole getting laid off thing doesn't happen. no i don't have an explanation for it. sorry for the essay.

[sargeteen]

𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 ! ᵐᵛ¹

i just wanna see you win ｡𖦹°‧

𝒎ax verstappen x 𝒅rag racer!male reader synopsis: max verstappen wasn't gay...at least that's what the internet believed. he believed he was being obvious that y/n was his, but then other people started to flirt with HIS boyfriend.

genre: smau, humor warnings: y!paul walker/hayden christensen as a fc, suggestive comments, plot was lost????

requested? nope author's note: requests are coming trust!! also, requests will be closed for the time being. i'm currently in the last stretch for high school, so i'll probably open them up during the summer!!

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userthirtythree im crying what i knew they were together ⤷ userthirtyfour do you want a medal or something

oscarpiastri my eyes still need bleach btw ⤷ blondcars your fault for barging into max's drivers room ⤷ oscarpiastri LOCK THE DOOR MAYBE??? ⤷ maxverstappen1 nah everyone at red bull knew not to walk in ⤷ oscarpiastri YALL ARE GROSS ASF

logansargeant papa y papa ⤷ maxverstappen1 blondcars since when did we have a kid ⤷ blondcars since always. logan is my child. ⤷ maxverstappen1 ok...logan can you take jimmy and sassy for the night? y/n and i have a date night and i don't want them to be by themselves. ⤷ logansargeant SIR, YES SIR!

userthirtyfive holy moly...hottest couple ever

userthirtysix always knew y/n swung for the same team ⤷ blondcars wtf...💔 but like yah 💁‍♀️💁‍♀️💁‍♀️💁‍♀️💁‍♀️

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maxverstappen1 i love you, y/n ⤷ blondcars love you more geek

userthirtyseven this isn't your max fan account y/n ⤷ blondcars OH FUCK

userthirtyeight oh fuck man...yeah smash

lando jesus max hard launches you and suddenly you're all that's on my feed please get a job y/n ⤷ blondcars i'll get a job when you win the drivers championship ⤷ charles_leclerc so, never? ⤷ lando you're one to talk, charles ⤷ blondcars hey leave my charles alone. ⤷ maxverstappen1 your charles?

userthirtynine ok so theyre both sluts ⤷ blondcars um well um well, yes!

userfourty ok so theyre boyfriends thats awesome i love you guys so much

userfourtyone still can't believe max verstappen is gay ⤷ blondcars i know right?

danielricciardo do you guys need a third? ⤷ blondcars maxverstappen1 ??? ⤷ maxverstappen1 charles asked first, then you get second ⤷ jackdoohan turns out max and y/n are the paddock sluts ⤷ blondcars TF YOU DOIN HERE????????

oscarpiastri yall cute or whatever ⤷ blondcars thank you or whatever

logansargeant papa y papa ⤷ blondcars is that all you're going to comment ⤷ logansargeant well, yes!

userfourtytwo need y/n in the red bull garage next race ⤷ blondcars redbullracing 🙇🙇????????? ⤷ redbullracing 💁‍♀️💁‍♀️🔥🔥🔥🔥!!!!!!!!!!!!

userfourtythree formula 1 should do what formula e did and have outside people drive their cars ⤷ blondcars actually just let me drive my cars on the track. i feel like i'd wreck the f1 car and i don't want red bull or me to pay for that...

userfourtyfour yall sluts

a/n: this was fun to write

tags: @milessunflowers @lokisen @kevinlolwife @op-81-lvr-reblogs @kazanskied @481rosier @raizelchrysanderoctavius @mountainshuman

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Fake Dating // Bakugou

a/n: hi all, i am back from the dead with this shit that took me DAYS to finish bc my brain is def not used to writing anymore. pls enjoy and maybe keep a look out for PART 2 if people want it !

You stare at your phone in disbelief. The audacity he had to tell you where to go, how to dress, and to essentially perform in front of everyone for him. Of course this was a mutually beneficial agreement, but at least you only dragged him along to your family functions sparingly.

You two had come to this agreement early last Winter when family members kept pestering you about potentially finding a love interest at your new University, and for him when he couldn't shake off all of the romantic confessions from the students in the other classes.

No one else knew about your arrangement. What made it so much more unbearable was the fact that you shared the same cohort and friend group, so it was a constant facade whenever you're in each other's presence with the others around.

You felt a bit awkward coming to the party alone, and a few hours late. You could hear the bass thumping through the door from the front yard, and from the looks of it, there were far more people than you expected, but on the bright side, it'll be easier to be invisible within the crowd than have to hold up this facade all night.

You approached the front to see Jirou catching a breath of fresh air. She had a drink in one hand and her other interlocked with Momo's

"Are you guys already tapping out?" You asked, taking the steps up the porch.

"Y/N!! For a second I thought you weren't going to make it!" Jirou says, releasing Momo from her grasp and giving you a big hug. "I'm so happy you're here."

"Can't blame me for always being fashionably late” You embrace her back.

"Better now than never." She drunkenly chuckles “Bakugo’s been a moody bitch all night please go contain him”

“Are we surprised?” You roll your eyes and laugh. “Where are you two off to?”

"I'm gonna take Momo out for some air and to maybe vomit, but go inside and I'll find you later!"

“I love you Y/N!! Take a shot for me!!” Momo slurs and blows you a kiss as Jirou drags her away.

"I love you too, Mo! I'll catch you guys inside."

Once you stepped foot inside, it felt like the air from your lungs were instantly replaced with the thick fog of weed and cigarette smoke. It was suffocating, but all too familiar at the same time. You recognized many of the faces around from campus, but none of which were your close friends.

Before anything else, you decided to stop by the kitchen to pour yourself something to drink. To be honest, you weren't picky with your liquor. As long as it did its job, you weren't going to complain. You grabbed a red solo cup off of the stack and poured in a shot and some change worth of cheap vodka.

Mina has to have some red bull somewhere around here…

You quickly down it and refill another cup to carry around while you look for your ball and chain, Katsuki. You wander around the crowd for a few moments, waiting for someone you knew to catch your attention, but no one did. You decide to take a break to lean against a wall and to send Katsuki a text to see where he was hiding. Before you could even get your phone unlocked, you received a notification from him.

After he sent the last message, you looked up and searched for his meeting eyes. He said he was looking right at you, but for some reason you couldn't find those fiery eyes.

“Looking for someone?” A low voice breaks you from your search.

You turn to see Katsuki leaning up against the wall right beside you, almost shoulder to shoulder.

“Hmmm yeah I am, actually. Have you seen my boyfriend?” You turn to him fully. “He’s tall, messy blonde hair, kind of has a stupid look to his face, really hot though, trust me, and also like a medium build?”

You catch a glimpse of the smallest smirk on his face.

“Yeah? Well I’ll be sure to keep a lookout for him. In the meantime though, can you keep an eye out for my girlfriend? Angel faced, toothy smile, obnoxious ass laugh though, like if you hear honking, it's probably them.” He retaliates.

You both stare at each other in silence before you break character and playfully punch him in the arm. “Shut up, idiot. I don't honk.”

“You do. Like a goose.”

"You're so good at this flirting thing, Katsuki. Keep it up." You say sarcastically.

"It is my job, after all."

He stealthily wraps his arms around your shoulder, bringing himself in closer to you. He damn near was caging you in against the wall, blocking out the rest of the party with his back.

“So what's the game plan for tonight?” You peered up at his towering figure.

“Hang out for a couple hours, do all that lovey bullshit and then I’ll take you home. Don't get too messy tonight either. I’m not trying to babysit.”

“Worry about yourself, lightweight.” You roll your eyes.

“And is this straight vodka?" He looks into your cup with disgust. "Are you mentally ill?"

“I couldn't find the red bull.” You shrug.

“So it's either that or straight vodka?”

“Yeah and? You have a problem with that?”

“Yeah I actually do. It's fucking insan-” He starts.

“Bakugou!” A voice interrupts behind him. “There you are!”

You two lock eyes for a brief second. Just when you were actually starting to enjoy yourself with annoying Katsuki, you remember that you were only here for one reason. Katsuki's jaw clenched as he turned over to lean back against the wall beside you.

“Oh. Y/N you’re here too.” They say in a deflated tone. “I was just wondering if you could give us a second to chat?” They bat their eyelashes.

“I'm not in the mood to chat.” He says, pulling you closer by the waist.

“We’re actually about to go meet up with the others. Catch him next time.” You smile sweetly, interlocking your fingers with his and dragging him towards the backyard.

To your surprise, your friends were actually all there surrounding the firepit.

Denki was the first to spot you. He gasps and jumps up from his seat.

"You're here!" He nearly trips over his own feet trying to get over to you. He pulls you in a big hug, sweeping you off your feet. "Oh my god Y/N I missed you so much I could cry right now."

He was clearly a drink or two over his limit. His cheeks were bright red and he was already starting to sweat through his shirt.

“I missed you too, Denks.” You let yourself get twirled around by him.

“Finally you're back, I’m tired of holding onto your nasty drink.” Kirishima says, passing a red solo cup to Katsuki once he sat down.

You tried to take the empty seat next to him, but he immediately grabbed your wrist to pull you to share his chair. Your eyes widen at his own, as if you could telepathically curse him out. You clench your jaw as you feel a hot flash across your face.

“It’s cold. Stay close.” He simply says.

You nervously chuckle. “There's a fire right there, babe.”

“Do it for me then.” He smirks.

You silently groan to yourself as you lean back into his chest in defeat. Luckily, the chair had enough width to allow you to not have to fully sit on his lap, moreso just a leg slung over his own.

“Try this.” He lifts the solo cup to your lips.

You peer down at the dark red liquid in his cup. The smell burnt your nose. You shot him a weary glance before you downed his concoction, having to pinch your nose right after to subdue the burn. The shock of spicy and tangy residue left your throat burning with every inhale.

"What the fuck is that?" You choke out, continuing to pinch your nose.

"Fireball, lemon juice, and OJ." He smiled mischievously. "Thoughts?"

"The nerve you have to comment on my drink after sipping on this bullshit all night? It tastes like piss.”

He shrugs, wearing a lazy smile as he grips the softness of your inner thigh, with his other arm wrapped around your shoulder, fiddling with a lock of your hair.

You were internally screaming. Usually, there would be a hand holding or an arm around the waist or shoulder, but he was never this touchy whenever you had to act like a couple in front of your friends or even in front of the people trying to get at him.

You look around the firepit to see that all of your friends were in loud conversation with one another- laughing, arguing, and definitely not paying you two any attention.

“What are you doing?” You say low enough that only he could hear. “You're like, all up in my shit."

“5 o’clock, babe.” He simply says.

You slightly turn your head to your right to see the person from earlier, trying to not-so-obviously stare at you both.

“Tryna give them a show or something? You roll your eyes.

“Only if you'd let me.” He whispers.

You felt a chill crawl up your spine. God he's being gross. But you liked it. When you first made your little arrangement, you swore to yourself to not to catch any type of feelings for him, but the more time you spent charading around as a couple, the deeper you fell into this infatuation despite how hard you fought against it or played it off as a part of the bit.

“Don’t kill me, okay?” You whisper, meeting his eyes and forcing a smile.

You turned your head to fullyface his own and leaned in. Both of you were caught by surprise- his eyes widening right before you made contact. You two had never crossed this line before, let alone talked about it. It was only ever the unspoken rule of “don't catch feelings” and “no couple shit when we’re alone.”

His lips were soft and swollen as if he spent the last hour biting down on them. Once your lips crashed into his, it felt like your stomach was turning inside out, and a fire lit within.

It's fine, it's for show. It’s fine, you agreed to this. It’s fine, it’s not real.

You were fucked. You hated him, but you liked him. Maybe it was more than like. Maybe like isn't even the right word at all, but all you knew was that you needed to stop and take a second to reevaluate what you were doing with Katsuki.

In reality, the kiss lasted no more than 10 seconds, but it felt like you had fallen into the fire pit and laid in it for hours. Your body was on fire.

Once you broke away, you two stared at each other blankly, blinking away the realization of what had just happened. You didn't know whether to laugh and slap him on the shoulder, or start crying.

“I-I'm gonna go get another drink!” You suddenly exclaim, getting up and leaving him in his chair.

I'm so FUCKED.

You quickly snake your way through the large crowd that had filtered their way to the backyard. You stop by the kitchen to pour yourself a heaping cup of whatever liquor bottle was closest to you, down a large gulp, and take the rest with you to the bathroom.

Your head was starting to feel a bit hazy from the mix of second hand smoke as well as your drinks from earlier starting to settle in your stomach. Did you even eat anything before drinking like this? You weren't really expecting to have anything more than one drink, but after your kiss with Katsuki, you suddenly feel the need to forget it all.

You were sitting up against the bathtub, wallowing in your complicated mass of feelings, and now fully intoxicated. You let your head rest on top of your knees while you replayed every single interaction you've had with him tonight.

Your phone started buzzing on the floor next to you. You opened the screen, eyes squinting to adjust to the brightness.

Of course it was Katsuki.

You sat and stared at your feet for a few minutes until you heard pounding on the door. Judging from the force of it, it was either a fucking SWAT team or Katsuki.

You grab a hold of the side of the bathtub to hoist yourself up, stumbling a bit while doing so and unlocked the door. Of course behind it was the latter.

He lets himself in and shuts the door behind him, leaning back on it.

You were wildly embarrassed for a multitude of things. You were on the verge of messy drunk, your face was stupidly hot and flushed, you kissed your fake boyfriend and ran away, you're swallowing down your feelings, and now here he is to reprimand you for all of it.

"Water as per requested." He pops open the cap of a fresh water bottle and hands it over to you.

"Thanks." You mutter and drink the water in silence.

"So are you upset at me?" He finally asks.

"Yes."

"And why is that?" He cocks his head to the side.

You were drunk, no doubt about it, but this unserious playful tone in his voice that pissed you off was clear as day. Why were you the only one freaking out? Did he not care? It surely confirmed that he does not and never have felt the same as you and truly did think of your "relationship" as nothing more but a transaction.

You purse your lips and remained silent.

"Because... you kissed me?"

You nodded.

"So you're upset at ME... because YOU kissed ME..." He states once more.

You were on the verge of tears. He loved making you look stupid but this was tenfold now. Not that he was wrong, but you weren't in the mood for it.

"So what if I am?" You choke out, tears now brimming over.

Katsuki's eyes widened, clearly not expecting you to break down so easily after a couple of harmless questions. You steps towards you and grabs your shoulders, not quite sure what to do or how to react.

"Hey hey hey, what the fuck? Why are you crying all of the sudden? Seriously, Y/N it's not a big deal."

"It is." You whine. "It is and you don't even care!"

He finally pulls you into him, letting you sob into his shoulder. His hand caressing your back in comfort.

"You idiot." He says after a moment of silence. "You're such an emotional drunk. This is why I told you not to get messy." He scolds. "I do care. But I won't if you don't want me to."

"I do want you to care. I want you to like me. Not just like me, but like-like me." You confess.

You feel him stiffen under you. Clearly your drunken state had forced you to say the wrong thing, but you didn't care.

"But do you like-like me?" He asked back, pulling you back to look at your tear stained face. "Drink some more water and sober up a bit before you answer okay?" He brings the water up to your face.

"I don't want anymore water!" You push his hand away. "I like-like you and I hate being your fake girlfriend and lying to everyone and myself about it!"

His smile grew, but he shook his head. "Okay angel face, let's talk about it then." He moves his thumb up to your cheek to wipe away stray tears.

"You're so wasted, you may not even remember this for tomorrow. But I think you're the coolest person on this fucking block, okay? And I like being around you even though you annoy the shit out of me sometimes. So stop crying and feeling bad. We're fine."

"But we're not! I don't want you to be my fake boyfriend anymore. I think you're cool too and you make me laugh and feel stupid in the heart and I fucking hate you for that, so that's why we shouldn't do any of this anymore."

He doesn't reply, but instead looks down at your sad face, lip still quivering, makeup smudged around your eyes. His hand continued to cup you cheek, forcing you to look back up at him.

Katsuki leans down and presses a kiss to your forehead, letting it linger for a second longer.

"That's okay. We can do something about that when you're sober. If you even remember any of this, anyways. Let's get you home."

He grabs your hand and swiftly leads you out of the bathroom. You wonder what you had just done, whether it was going to blow up in your face (if you even remember the next day) or work itself out? Would it even matter?

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Engaged...In Conflict- Beholder AU-DCxDP

Part 8

Rest of the series

Rest of the series here

"Let me get this straight DUMBASS!" Jason pinched the bridge of his nose as Dick stood between him and Tim. "You two timed your boyfriend with Phantom. My friend and sometimes sidekick, Phantom. He called me and said he wanted me to keep you as far as possible from him! I should strangle you by our gangly neck!"

"Tim, I'm very disappointed in you but I know you probably had a good reason." Dick said putting a hand on Jason's chest to keep him at bay.

Tim had done the last thing he wanted to do. He had chosen to keep his family out of this as long as possible but now he needed help. He had to admit he didn't know what he was doing. He didn't count on Phantom telling Jason before he could and things looked bad.

"I was having issues and I just happened to met Phantom. Keep in mind Phantom usually flirts with me so I thought it would be okay." Tim tried to defend himself only for a strike from Dick to land on his head.

"Where did I go wrong? What made you think that was okay?!" Dick sighed.

Another hit landed right after this time from Damian.

"How can I be expected to look up to you? You already have Daniel. Must you run around sowing wild oats?"

"First off, you don't even like me! And it wasn't like I was in a relationship with either of them."

"That's disgusting Drake. You really are scum."

Tim dragged a hand across his face. They really are no help at all. He needed to get out of here.

Right when it was needed his phone got a text.

[Danny]: I'm making food. How does pizza sound?

"Well this has been nice but Im needed elsewhere," Tim said heading for the stairs.

"Tim. Please don't hurt him. You are going to end up hurting yourself. If you really love him, you won't treat him like an experiment. And apologize to Phantom. He deserves to be treated better then that." Dick said somberly.

Tim felt a twinge of agitation at the thought of apologizing to Phantom for anything but he knew deep down that was just jealousy talking but he didn't acknowledge it.

"Thanks for the life lesson boy meets world. I'll handle it."

The chorus of sighs that followed signaled that they didn't have any faith that he'd handle it.

****

Danny didn't really know what to do. He felt that soon he'd have to tell Tim the truth. But how do you tell someone something like this, especially your fiancé?

How could Tim trust him? How could he forgive the lies?

He should be upfront and honest. It was the only option.

When Tim finally came home Danny went for it.

"Tim...you can't cook." He said quickly as Tim closed the door.

"Uh, okay. Thanks for saying that as soon as I came in. Wait! You said you liked my cooking!"

"I lied. You burn everything you touch. That's why I try to do all the cooking or get takeout. I just can't take the idea of spending our entire relationship like this."

Relationship. He said they were in a relationship. Tim kind of tuned out the rest after that word was said. It didn't really matter. Danny could hate everything Tim ever attempted to cook but if he still wanted to be with him it was worth it. He also now understood why Alfred was so insistent that he stay out of the kitchen.

"Honestly maybe you should learn from Red Hood."

That actually stopped Tim in his tracks.

"Red Hood? You know Red Hood." Tim asked deathly serious.

"Well...yeah. His turf is where my apartment is."

"Okay, but how do you know him? How well?"

"Tim, I don't like where this is going. What's wrong?"

Danny suddenly felt uncomfortable. It was hard to explain how he met Jason. It wasn't like he knew Danny's identity outside of Phantom. It was just that Danny did a lot of soul collection and the alleys needed a lot of cleaning. He had no right to tell Tim about the revenant and he didn't want to talk about his other work.

Besides the less Tim knew about Phantom the better. Heros, vigilantes, and rouges? Danny wasn't a part of their world. And he didn't want Tim in it either.

"Nevermind, let's just go get something to eat. I don't feel like cooking tonight." Danny said grabbing his coat.

Tum knew Danny was hiding something and that was something Tim was never known to let go of.

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Fixing Vander and Silco's story (a bit)

Using canon events! Sadly we can't actually fix it, but I hope this makes it a little better. I make my own edit proposal at the end that changes the bar scene to include Felicia without issues.

They meet in the mines, and meet Felicia and her partner there too. They end up together somehow (I think we can put the brotherly allegations to rest now, eh?) and one of them (or both) inherit/buy a bar.

Although Vander is the barman, there is no indication Silco doesn't own or co-own the place. After all he comes to take it eventually as his own, and he's still not bartending. That's just not his gig.

It's implied that Vander and Silco made it, as in, got away from the mines, while Felicia clearly didn't, as she comes home to both her daughters with mining gear and gloves.

So despite Vander and Silco building the Lanes together, the mines aren't closed, and the work "isn't done".

Felicia says they've done it, and Vander is happy to celebrate their success. Meanwhile, Silco has his "NoZ" Nation of Zaun book in which he's scribbling, still planning.

Vander's first memory that Viktor sees even has Silco holding that book.

Later, in season 1 episode 3, we see that Vander tells Silco that he had Vander's respect, the Lanes' respect, but it "was never enough".

There's also this fakeout moment in the memory at the bar, where Vander says they're done, and Silco replies with "You're gravely mistaken". And I thought he was going to go all zealous and say "We'll only be done when we have the Nation of Zaun", but no, he claims he's Bozo 1.

And imo, he is probably right. He calls out Vander in act 1 saying "I trusted you and you betrayed me", and Vander does not contest this. It makes the most in character sense as well that Silco is the brains of the operation while Vander is the brawn.

And we can conclude that Silco's goals were always "bigger" and that the Lanes were indeed not enough.

Years pass, during which we can only assume Silco keeps building his Nation of Zaun and Vander happily bartends and manages the Lanes with Silco. Felicia keeps working the mines and raises Vi, then Powder.

Vi is at least 11, if not more, by the time she's on the bridge. This is just consistent with her model, but also to make her 18+ by the time of act 2.

It's a long ass time for Vander and Silco to be running a bar and the Lanes together. Even assuming Vi is more 8 or 9yo, Vander and Silco spend all that time being together.

Sadly, their models aren't aged very well.

We are also forced here to make some unfortunate assumptions.

It's not a problem, IMO, for Silco to know Felicia and be close to her. It's a problem for him to not be close to Vi and Powder too. Close enough to recognise them at least.

It's easy to say, "Well, Felicia went back to the mines and raised her kids and wasn't super involved with Vander and Silco, who lived much higher up in their bar." Adult friendships and all that.

IT MAKES SENSE, but then it makes zero sense that Vander would murder his life's partner, a man he's been with 10 years at MINIMUM (fuck knows how long they were together while in the mines), over the death of a friend in a revolt they allegedly BOTH participated in.

The memories also imply that Silco is responsible somehow, for throwing a molotov. And yet the molotov doesn't kill the enforcer.

But Vander is shown in the opening of Act 1 season 1 pummeling one to death himself, long after the rest of the revolt has died down. That enforcer wasn't getting back up lol

So whatever we pick, because the writers made Felicia and Silco close, they create a plot hole either way.

Either Vander is whacko and murders his husband over a dead friend at a revolt he set up (since he repeatedly apologises for what he did, and claims he "lost his head after she died" and had that guilt on his hands too)

Or Silco and Vi and Powder spend ALL of season 1 acting like they don't know each other at all. Then Silco takes in Powder and somehow never comments on the fact he was friends with her mom.

Everything being triggered by Felicia's death also means that Vander's emotional thematic moment dropping the gauntlets after seeing what his violence led to is then followed up by a horrible attempted murder on the love of his life, which is... you know. Bad writing.

So I propose that they indeed drift apart. Silco knows of Felicia's kids, and they hangout a bit, but they aren't that close. She's busy mining and being a mom, and Silco is busy making the safe Zaun he promised to deliver.

The creation of that Zaun leads them to act out revolts and uprisings. Vander is happy to follow. He's angry, like he tells Vi. And this manifests in violence. Silco points his violence. It's how they create the Lanes and the moniker of Hound of the Underground. A hound usually has a master, after all.

Vander is Silco's hound, and I think, in Vander's mind this absolves him of some of the consequences of his actions.

So when his friend dies on the Bridge, even if they haven't been that close in a while, well, it's easy to put the blame on Silco.

Since we're following the new canon timeline... we'll have to have him go back with the girls, ready to turn a new leaf.

I think the best way here is to have him either dropping them at an orphanage, or back at their home (trusting Vi to look after Powder for a while) or with friends.

That way, Vi and Powder aren't immediately in Silco's legs back at the drop.

Then Vander and Silco take part in the "clean up" at the bridge. They go get bodies, and since they have no real estate in the fissures, they commit them to the sea (we have canon monsters in there, so I'm sure it all gets gobbled up).

That way, we explain why Vander is weirdly shaved, and why Silco and him are at in the Pilt: they just commited the bodies of the fallen to the waters.

There may have been many others, but Silco and Vander stay there, in the shallows, as they talk.

Vander is done. He doesn't want more of this. He thinks Silco went too far with pushing this one to the bridge. Piltover got defensive and they lost too many people.

Silco doesn't get it. Where he goes, so does Vander, but Vander is his own man, he decided to come too, and he killed enforcers too. Felicia's death is tragic, but as he later will tell Renni about the death of her son: at least she died fighting for the cause, and not some petty infighting, or worse, an accident at the shitty mines.

Vander, the Hound, is not only mad with grief, he refuses to carry the blame of his own actions. It's a character flaw and that's fine! The angry man channels that anger with violence, the only way he knows how.

Silco is probably shocked, and may not say the right things to calm Vander down.

Silco is under the assumption that Vander BELIEVES IN HIS DREAM. That he's a true believer of the Nation of Zaun, like Sevika turns out to be. A true believer would understand sacrifice. A true believer would understand too, that stopping now, after Felicia's death, would make THAT VERY DEATH POINTLESS.

So maybe he screams at Vander! What do you MEAN abandoning the fight? What do you mean, being content with the Lanes? How dare you? You'd make her sacrifice meaningless! You'd make Felicia die a pointless death!

And Vander would bellow that it's over. No more death. No more bloodshed. He rescued her kids from that bridge, and they don't deserve to die too, they don't deserve to see more death.

And Silco screams back that it's their job to create Zaun so these children won't have to see more death. Vander is just delaying the struggle.

And then, perhaps, Silco may even mock him. Say that Vander can't change like that. That he's not that sort of person, to just hang up his gauntlets and go peaceful. That Felicia's blood is on his hands too, and that the only way out is through more blood, more sacrifice.

It would be a horrible point to make, if then Vander truly loses it. Silco runs, and Vander's hound comes out, just grabbing Silco and trying to drown him.

It would be poetic, because then Vander goes home in shame. Gets his arm patched up, hides the scar under a brace, collects the kids and tries to pretend like HE CAN BE THAT MAN. Even though he surrendered his gauntlets and metaphorical violence, and tries to lean into the bartender chill persona, there's what he did to Silco.

And later he'll tell Vander "I'll show you what you really are". Because Silco knows that Vander's promises of being a peaceful good dad are flimsy at best.

Anyway, Vander goes home, and eventually the impact of what he's done really hits him. He's single now, and with kids, and the Lanes to run, and nobody knows where Silco is.

Vander slowly realises Silco was right about one thing. Just because Vander followed, doesn't mean he wasn't behind that event on the bridge. Becoming the solo leader of the Lanes has to have hammered that home for him. Suddenly so much responsibility thrust on him.

So Felicia's death was on him too, and his actions against Silco are the proof that he is indeed the sort of man Silco said he was. At any rate, surrendering violence as his first reaction to any trigger will take a lot of work.

He goes to their old hideout and leaves a letter for Silco.

In the happy AU, Silco finds it, and returns to Vander BEFORE ever meeting Singed. There is no glowing eye, no shimmer, and no cannery.

In our AU, Silco never finds the letter. He finds Singed instead. Starts helping him develop shimmer.

I've been thinking that since the goal of shimmer is a form of "keeping alive" and also "bringing back to life", then it's possible that Silco's glowing eye is a byproduct of shimmer experimentation.

And that the only way to keep it alive and function is more shimmer injections. It would otherwise be grey and dead like in the Nice AU.

So Singed is also a factor here. He gives our Silco a real way to deal scary violence to Piltover. And this changes our Silco. He's more radicalised, and more opposed to Vander, having discovered that Vander works with Grayson to keep Zaun under Piltover's boot (basically making sure the boot stays, but doesn't press down too hard).

Vander is, as always, the enforcer of the status quo.

And though this works for them timeline wise, it sadly doesn't change the fact that Silco should know who Vander's kids are.

Vi and Jinx can be excused for not recognising him, what with him being one of their mom's adult friends, and scarred. But Silco doesn't have that luxury. His great friend Felicia had two very distinctive kids, ONE OF WHICH VANDER FUCKING NAMED! And her death triggered his husband so badly he tried to kill Silco over it. If anything, Silco would be hyper-aware of Felicia's kids.

And no amount of alternate fix-its changes that. It's permanent damage to season 1's Silco.

I feel like we can fix Vander's side of things by inventing an entire scene at the Pilt as I did above, but we can't fix 10 years of knowing your friend's kids and then a lifetime of acting like you don't know them.

I think it also cheapens the found family aspect of both Vander and Silco's adoption. You're left to wonder if they took in the girls only because they were friends with the mom.

Silco's adoption of Jinx and co-dependence with her was great because it spoke of the similar shape of their traumas, and how unexpected their bond seemed.

But now it's redolent of friendly obligation. And lies.

How would I fix it by keeping Felicia in the picture?

I would fully remove Felicia's one-on-one with the boys. That night at the bar? It's a party. Young Sevika is here too!

Felicia and many others are there, all congratulating Vander and Silco over the creation of the Lanes. Eventually Silco tires of the social niceties and goes to write in his notebook at the bar. Or maybe there's a montage of the night as the crowds thin.

In the end, Silco is writing, and Vander is still socialising. He talks to 3 people--Felicia, her husband, and a random person. They thank him for all his work. They've done it! And the conditions in the mines are so much better now thanks to XYZ!

Vander is beaming, he's just so pleased. It's clear for him this is the end goal. Felicia asks him, pointing to Silco, if he's okay.

Vander laughs, says Silco is fine, but he's already got his head back in the clouds. You see, Silco doesn't just want the Lanes, he dreams of a free Nation of Zaun.

The other 2 laugh, but Felicia sobers up. She rubs her belly, thoughtful. Then she says "Sounds like a dream worth fighting for."

I don't think she even needs to say anything about being pregnant, but she could go on with something like "I'm expecting. A girl, I think. I know. And I would love if she could grow in a safe city. I'm so scared she'll have to live the way I did, growing up.'

And Vander smiles sadly and tells her, 'We've gotten this far, and we're not going back. We'll make Zaun safe for your kiddo, I promise you that.'

And that's it.

Vander knows OF Felicia. She is a community member. He knows her enough, maybe from Lanes meetings, that eventually he can recognise her children. But they're not friends, and SILCO definitely isn't friends.

And the disagreement after the bridge is fully about where to go from then on, and Vander deciding he wants to run the Lanes and keep them safe, that what they have now is good enough, while Silco wants "more".

That disagreement can turn nasty, and the fact Vander tried to drown Silco becomes a statement about how violent and temperamental he is as "The Hound of the Underground". Something he'll regret soon enough and spend the next few years working hard to try and change.

What do you think?

[iamthatonefangirl]

what if - nsfw dbf!bucky barnes

disclaimer: uncle kink. (not actual uncle, it's reader's dad's best friend.) all characters are 18+. moderate depictions of anxiety. you have been warned, read at your own discretion.

based on this ask. I missed uncle bucky so much! also this was not supposed to be sad but then I had a day so this is for all the anxious readers!!! series masterlist

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"god, you're so perfect like this," he whispers like a prayer into your skin, his warm breath making you shiver.

your parents had finally gone away for the weekend, after a lot of subtle hints and encouragement from you. "it'll be good to get away, just the two of you..." is what you would tell them.

they couldn't have known you wanted them to leave for more... selfish reasons. you just wanted a weekend where you didn't feel like you had to sneak around.

you pretended to be surprised, pretended to be pissed when you were told:

"your Uncle Bucky is going to check in on you while we're gone."

"I'm an adult! I've lived by myself before!" you try to argue with them, somewhat genuinely on principle, but mostly for show. even though you were getting exactly what you wanted, you couldn't let them know that.

"either you agree, or we're not going."

and that was how you got away with spending an entire weekend alone together, naked, in your bed.

you tangle your hands in his hair once more. you've already given him enough shit for letting it get so long, but you just can't help it.

"you need a haircut," you comment to him, and he instantly pulls his head back from where he's been sucking marks on your chest. he lets out a low, breathy laugh as he looks up to your eyeline.

his hair is still damp from showering hours ago, strands dangling left and right. it's longer than you've seen it in quite a while.

"don't like it?" he teases. he knows you just love to give him a bad time.

"you're literally sporting a bob, Bucky," you laugh. "it's all the way past your chin!"

"you're a little shit," he says, bringing a hand to your bare hip. "you're going to admit you like it. one way or another."

"should give you a little man bun," you say and gather his hair into a small ball at the nape of his neck. you pretend to be annoyed as you tell him, "goddamnit, you still look hot."

"you know it, babygirl," he says, pressing his lips back to your chest.

it's nice, you think. getting to relax together, getting to pretend like you could ever have more than just these stolen moments.

your gaze trails up to the ceiling as your mind contemplates it, the fact that you even have to call these moments "stolen.” you begin to get distracted by the anxiety welling in your stomach.

you try not to let on that the stress is taking over, that you're quietly being eaten alive by your own thoughts.

but you can't hide anything from him.

"what's going on, kid?" he asks you as he pulls back.

"what if they find out?" you ask, incredibly quiet, still focusing your gaze on a small divot in the ceiling.

he pauses again.

"they won't," he assures you. he doesn't sound too confident, though.

"Bucky, they're your friends. they're my parents. and…” you trail off. you know that what you mean to say next won't help the situation.

"and?"

the anxious pit in your stomach worsens, another wave of nausea broiling in your throat.

"they trust you with me."

you know you shouldn't have said it. you knew it was a bad idea, and now you're regretting it. he speaks again before you can continue.

"they trust that I'll take care of you and protect you with my life, and I will. I would never break that promise."

it doesn't help. you wish it did.

he leans in close again. "I'm still the same person to you that I was before all this, okay?" he assures you.

you nod and turn your face towards his. the fear of being caught never fails to send you into a panic, causing that horrible pins-and-needles sensation in your hands. you try to scratch at your hands to get it to go away, and like always, it doesn't work.

"need you again," you deflect, bringing your hands to his back and pulling him up closer against you. his chest is warm against yours, the feeling soothing, but it's not enough.

"alright, pretty girl," he whispers, punctuated with a nip at your ear, proceeding to then run his tongue over your pulse point. "you know that, right? you're my gorgeous girl."

you feel his knee slot between your legs, his bare thigh pressing up against you between your own thighs. you're still dripping from the last round, the feeling of him spilling out of you. your combined release leaks onto the skin of his upper thigh as he gently grinds against you, eliciting a delicate moan from high in your throat.

"don't want anyone but my pretty girl," he tells you, running a metal thumb over your swollen lips, his fingertips then trailing down over the column of your throat in appreciation. his gaze follows the path of his fingers, admiring the sight of your skin under his touch.

his knee ever so slightly shifts between your thighs, just enough for you to feel the movement and move your hips against him in response.

"you like that? getting off on my thigh, baby?"

"mhm..." you respond, once again moving your hands to tug at his hair. "feels so good. you're so strong, Uncle Bucky..."

he smirks at that.

"and you're so delicate. look at you, baby, under me like this," he says. he gently cups the soft flesh of your breasts in his hands. "love your tits, baby. hate it when you hide them from me in those hoodies of yours. want to see all of you, always."

his flesh hand radiates heat on your skin, a sharp contrast to the coolness of his prosthetic. you feel so sensitive to his touch, every move making you feel electrified. his knee moves again between your legs, and he watches as your face reacts so strongly to the motion.

"wanna keep you laid out for me, forever, baby. just you and me. nobody else." his hands come to the back of your thighs, gripping just enough to dip his fingertips into your skin, holding your legs still.

the muscle of his thigh is so powerful against you, and you're trapped under him. it's maddening how good it feels. you're suddenly reminded of how grateful you are for all the time he spends at the gym.

"imagine that, kid," he whispers in your ear. "just you and me, like this, forever."

you feel so overwhelmed, the thoughts still pooled in the back of your mind suddenly brought back to the forefront. the physical sensation of him against you, his body pressed to yours, combined with your emotional distress is enough to bring tears to your eyes.

"don't cry, sweetheart," he whispers, pressing kisses to each of your eyes as they well up. "I'm always gonna be here for you. no matter what happens, okay?"

you're not used to him being this soft with you.

for as long as you've known him, he's loved to mess with you, give you a bad time, tease you. that was his job as your dad's best friend. that wasn't going to change just because you were sleeping together, and for the most part, it didn't.

but this? this was arguably the most important job he held, one hidden under the surface of jokes and playfulness. he was a pillar for you, always. when you were a teenager, and you couldn't call your parents, you could call him. he would always be that man, that figure for you, above all else.

the thoughts of how much you care for him scare you.

"Uncle Bucky," you cry, eyes shut tightly, tears falling harder.

you don't have to say anything else. he knows.

"I'm here, kid," he tells you, manually moving your hips quicker against his thigh to bring you the pleasure he so badly wants to see replace the sadness on your face.

he's always had a soft spot for your tears.

"look at me," he instructs. you're grinding against him ardently, your body trying to seek out the climax that's building so slowly. you force your eyes open. "you're my girl. say it."

"'m your girl," you whine, and then you feel the pressure of his knee fall away from you. before you can even comprehend the change, his hand is on you, quickly burying his fingers inside you and pressing his thumb to your clit.

"that's right. come on. let me see you come, baby," he tells you, fingers working faster.

he speaks to you so softly, and it's as though all the stress and anxiety floats away when you're reminded of how much this is worth it.

"good girl," he says, feeling you squeeze around his fingers, and then your whole body lets go. you breathe heavily through your orgasm, filled with nothing but pleasure and desire for the man bringing it to you. "love watching your perfect body come for me, only for me."

he quickly wraps you in his arms as you come down, trying to stave off the inevitable return of the anxiety you can't seem to let go of. a few minutes pass like this before you speak up.

"I'm sorry I'm ruining our weekend," you whisper into his neck.

"don't say that. you're not ruining anything. you're happy I'm here, right?" he asks you, looking down at where your face is hidden. you nod against him.

"good, 'cause I am too. that's all that matters," he coos, a hand brushing over your hair. "I'm here, kid. Uncle Bucky's here."

and for a second, you feel like everything will be okay as long as he's there.

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[restinslices]

okay chat maybe him like getting jealous

Assuming you’re the anon who asked about Spooky

Him this episode >>>>>>>>>>

I've seen posts before about Spooky and people say he'd pull out a gun and start swearing when he's jealous and really show his ass but honestly? I don't think that's accurate 

I haven't watched OMB in a hot minute and Netflix is being some hoes rn so forgive me if I'm wrong but wasn't he incredibly patient?

He was patient with Cesar and with Cesar’s friends. I don't recall him ever losing his temper and going insane besides season 4 when he heard people fucking shit up outside 

Spooky gives me the silent jealous type. Silent but also petty 

Like if you came back to him after talking to a guy he'd say some petty shit like “thought you'd be around him all day”

“That's your man now, right?” “Stop being childish”

You could tell when he's jealous though cause you'd feel him staring at you the whole time 

I could also see him clearing his throat loud as hell if you're nearby to both get your attention and introduce him to whoever it is you're talking to 

It's gotta be a guy he doesn't know cause realistically what Santo is dumb enough to flirt with you?

I feel like I'm expected to say he'd have this huge outburst but Oscar doesn't give me that vibe. He's pretty patient and I think especially if y'all have been together for an extended amount of time, he'd feel secure enough to know you won't do some foul shit 

I feel like someone touching you would cause him to immediately get involved. He'd walk over and physically take their hand off of you while pulling you closer to him or behind him 

And let's be real, no one is dumb enough to try shit with him. He's 6’1 and known as the leader of the Santos 

But if someone did try him because they're drunk or whatever, I feel that even though he's jealous he'd still put your safety first. His jealousy would go to the back of his mind and he'd try to get you out in case shit gets intense 

Another situation he'd step in is if you're visibly uncomfortable. Typically if someone's flirting with you, he knows you can handle it but if you're so obviously uncomfortable then he'd step in and get you away 

I feel like if you're dating Oscar your safety would go over everything so while he's still a man and wants to play all big and bad in whoever's face, getting you away is his biggest priority 

“Are you jealous?” “Should I be?” “No” then he'd nod or smth 

Now let's say you're hanging around a new guy a lot. Would he get jealous? Probably. He's a guy. 

This is a different situation ‘cause he's not seeing anything. He can't pull you away. What does he do?

Short answer; nothing. Long answer; he doesn't seem like the type to be so jealous he'd snoop on your phone or follow you because relationships require trust and if you caught him, you'd be upset. I could see him asking questions about the guy and then denying he's jealous ‘cause “I have nothing to be jealous about”

And it's like??? Are you telling me  that or telling yourself that? 

Over time it'd become obvious he's feeling a certain way. You'd say you're gonna hang out with whoever the guy is and he'd just make a “mmm” sound instead of actually responding 

“Something wrong?” “I didn't say anything” “Exactly”. Eventually it'd come out though 

And the idea of him flirting with someone else to make you jealous comes up but I don't think that'd happen. He hardly has any relationships besides his gang which means he hardly has any close relationships. He has the kids, who he's like an older brother too (or literally an older brother to) and Mario (and we don't know how much they interact) so I don't see him risking a relationship just to be on petty shit 

He'd say smth petty but flirting with someone else just as payback for some shit you can't control? Nah

You could probably calm him down easily just by being near him. Making jokes about him being jealous would help also because it's you acknowledging that you see how he feels without having a sappy ass conversation 

I feel like this is so anticlimactic and disappointing but realistically I don't see him flipping his shit. He's 19-25, which could make him a bit immature but 1) he's grown up quickly so I think he can handle his emotions. 2) He has two strikes already. He's not popping his shit and risking life in prison because he was jealous. And 3) he knows you know where home is. 

He gets jealous, sure, but all those reasons stacked together makes him act calm, only getting somewhat aggressive if someone is touching you or making you uncomfortable. He’s more petty than anything

Quick story time. So I got away from my abusive dad when I was 13-14, right. I was also obsessed with Spooky. Tell me why my therapist said “I think you love him so much because he’s a strong and scary guy and in your head he’d protect you if your dad came back for you”. The way I almost blocked her-

I’m still seeing her years later😃

[revelboo]

"Im not a bug person. This can't work"

*IN COMES REVELBOO WITH A STEEL CHAIR AND THE INSECTICONS+ ugly puppy waspinator*

Seriously tho, my entire Being melted just like reader when they were asking *permission* what the heckkk? I almost want to see the afterglow of cuddling them, what have you done??? What witchcraft, revel??? Whatt???

🤣 Might I also offer Tarantulas? Extra legs to cuddle

Disappear Pt 3

Earthspark Tarantulas x Reader

• Huddling into your blanket, you watch Tarantulas, or rather, his creepy avatar, pace. An arm lifting as its mouth slowly moves. What is he doing? Lift an arm, turn, walk. Oh. “People don’t move like that,” you call out, realizing he’s practicing. Maybe figuring out how to play human so he can kidnap people easier? And his real body turns slightly, lifting up on those extra limbs. Silently staring down at you even as he huffs slightly, mandibles flexing. Pointing at the holomatter avatar, you roll your wrist. “It’s too… stiff,” you manage, not sure if telling him it’s robotic would be insulting since he’s a giant robot bug man. “Maybe try smiling more?” Optics narrowing, he glances at the avatar and its lips part in a wide rictus. Oh, no. Just no. “Not like that, it looks like you eat babies.”

• “If you’re just going to mock me, I’d rather not have your help,” he growls turning away and you dart past him, gasping when he immediately snares your running form without thinking. And you shoot him a look that’s equal parts annoyance and unease until he releases you. Knows you’ve been good lately. No escape attempts, but can’t make himself trust it. Can’t trust that you won’t run. Because you don’t want to be here. Tugging your shirt back down where it rode up, you walk over to the avatar, hands lifting and fingers hovering over it before you glance at him. “It’s solid,” he mutters. And then he’s stiffening as soft hands touch the avatar’s face. Aware that he’s never properly explained it to you, that you have no idea how much of an extension of him it is. That he can feel those soft hands just like you’re touching his actual face. And he needs to be able to deal with this, because that was the plan, wasn’t it? Hide his true body away, fueling when only necessary and living through his avatar among humans. Hopefully belonging in a way he never has. Primus, knows his own kind have never welcomed him. Always an outsider even before he’d chosen the form that was true to who he really was.

• He’s silent as you touch his face, unsettled that the avatar is warm and solid under your fingers as you press against him. Feels like skin. Closing his mouth, brushing his lips until he parts his lips slightly again and pushing against the corners of his mouth. “There. Less serial killer.” Rocking back a step, you smile. “Hey, where have you been? Haven’t see you around.” Waving like he’s an old friend as the avatar just stares with that frozen smile. “No, see? Can you maybe relax a bit?” You ask, looking up at him. Freezing as he moves closer, three of those creepy spider legs extending around you to brace himself so you and the avatar are both caged in his limbs as he leans down to look at what you’re doing. Yep, you still have an issue with spiders.

• “We’re practicing?” He asks, uncomfortably aware of how bad he is at interacting with his own kind. Silent, eyes wide, you nod. “Alright.” He just needs to mimic you, right? You flinch when the avatar moves, lifting its arm, his arm, he reminds himself. This is him. Necessary to live peacefully in hiding. “Hello, old friend,” he says and you snort. What was wrong with that? Mandibles flexing, he impatiently taps a leg against the concrete. “What?”

• Heart racing because apparently he’s just going to hover now, you try to ignore him to focus on the avatar. “Still too forced. Here.” Facing human Tarantulas again, you catch one of his hands between yours and he allows you to guide it up. Why is he so tense? Like he’s uncomfortable at being touched. “Okay, maybe… follow me?” Turning your palms out toward him facing him, you sweep an arm up. And he hesitantly follows your lead. You shift your weight, he shifts. Head tipping. Smiling. Frowning. Side step. Rock back. Palm up, fingers flicking. Biting into the inside of your cheek as you trick him into dancing with you, pressing a palm against his, you feel him startle again. But he’s relaxing slowly, movements more natural and less practiced. “This is better, right?”

• Are you dancing with him? Head tipping as he keeps following your movements, hand lining up with yours, fingers interlacing as his own empty servos flex. No one’s ever touched him like this. No one ever will, only seeing a monster. Knowing you’re still afraid of him no matter how much you hide it. “This is better,” he agrees softly, spark aching, because it’s all fake. But it’s all he’ll likely ever have and it means more than you’ll ever know. Just a hand in his even if it’s only his avatar. To be able to pretend he’s not so alone.

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༊*·˚ Prada & Versace (dropped)

: ̗̀➛ 𝓢ugar 𝓓addy!𝓛ee 𝓗eeseung x 𝓕!reader. 𝓖enre smut, fluff, age gap, s2l. 𝓢ypnosis where reader is a broke and single college student celebrating her best friends birthday, and at said party she meets someone who might solve more than just one of her problems. 𝓦𝓒 estimated 5-10k. 𝓒𝓦 age gap, oral (f! and m! receiving), unprotected sex (don’t be silly, wrap your willy!), pet names (good girl, baby, slut in an affectionate way!), mentions of alcohol, both hee and reader smokes, reader is a bit intoxicated but still fully aware of what she’s doing.

𝓝ote this is a sneak-peak of the actual story, this is the first story I’ve ever posted on tumblr so if you see anything that I can improve, please let me know. I want the first story I post to be good enough for me to be motivated to keep writing!

This is purely fiction and is not meant to interpret how the idols act in real life!

,, not proofread + english is not my first language ! ೃ⁀➷

Edit: this fic will be dropped, I've lost full motivation for it and it doesn't really fit what I want to write in the future. Sorry.

Flashing lights, loud music and the smell of sweaty bodies. That’s what most clubs look like, and this one was no different.

It was Ryujins 19th birthday, and she wanted to celebrate it with just her closest friends and her girlfriend. That’s why Y/N agreed to it in the first place. She’s not used to social settings and spends most of her time stressing over finals, so being forced into a social setting wasn't making her any less stressed. Her and Ryujin are the complete opposite of each other and she can’t really remember how they became best friends, but somehow they did. And that’s why she’s in this position right now, pressed between strangers in a club that reeked of alcohol, dressed in a skimpy black dress that barely covered her up.

“Hey Y/N, get me another drink will ya’!” Ryujin shouted and laughed, fully intoxicated. “I don’t really think that’s a good idea Ryu” I said, a little worried about her condition “you’ve had a lot already” I tell her, hoping she would just give up “It’s fineee, I’m fineee, trust!” She laughed and grabbed another beer. I tried to stop her but she was too fast. I just gave up and sighed, trying to reason with her when she’s drunk is like trying to argue with a wall “You’re gonna throw up later I’ll tell you that.” I grabbed my lighter and walked outside for a smoke, leaving her to Yeji, her girlfriend. I love Ryujin, but sometimes she can be a handful to look after.

I walk out on the balcony, leaning against the rack and admire the glowing night sky, letting the cold wind run over my body. It’s a relaxing moment until I hear someone approaching and I assume it’s either Ryujin or Yeji, until they lean against the rack beside me. Build too big to be either of them, I look over in their direction. A tall, hot guy with glasses stands there. He lights a cigarette and looks over to me. I forgot how to breathe for a moment, embarrassed, I looked away slightly. When I look back to see if he’s still there, we make eye contact. He’s close enough that I can feel the heat roaming around him. And I can't tell if it’s the embarrassment or the close contact with the man that makes my cheeks heat up, but I’d rather not find out.

I take a look at the man in front of me, scanning him up and down. Dressed in a suit too fine to be worn at a basic club, hair styled in a way that makes it look almost untouched, and his eyes, his eyes were so easy to get lost in. I snap out of it when I realize I’d been staring for a while, a slight smirk on the man's lips as he leans down to my level.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer”

✩ ♬ ₊.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

A/N please let me know if you want me to finish it! Likes and reblogs are very much appreciated ♡ (Also someone please teach me how to make my posts aesthetic I've never posted on Tumblr before so I don't know how it works 😔)

[aritsukemo]

I loved your Kokichi story so much, can I get hcs as him as a partner?

Kokichi Relationship Headcanons | Danganronpa

( @scar8o )

Warnings: None.

A/N: Ahhhhh I love this man!!! 😖 I've been in a little rut for motivation lately ( mostly for Genshin ) so I've been scared to start on request out of fear of getting stuck and never finishing them.. I'm also not good with such broad topics as relationship headcanons so I'm sorry if this isn't satisfactory.. At least I tried, right? 😅

↪ When it comes to Kokichi and the topic of love, he sticks out his tongue and blows raspberries like a little kid because...ewwwww! Love is yucky and gross and full of cooties!

↪ That said, if you actually manage to catch the eyes and heart of this childish liar, you must really be special!

↪ When Kokichi likes someone, it's like being held at gunpoint by a maniac who's gun is made out of cotton candy; harmless, but overwhelming and annoying.

↪ Contrary to popular belief, Kokichi does have a heart. He cares about his friends deeply, and although he doesn't show it, will do the craziest things for them, even if it ends with them despising him for doing so.

↪ That said, I don't imagine him with some mysterious, colder person. I also don't see him with someone who he'd view as a threat to his friends like Maki or someone as cutthroat and self-centered as Byakuya. I imagine him falling for someone more empathetic. Someone who's known him for some time. Who's maybe a bit shy or pours their heart out over the littlest things. Or, maybe someone who's simply kind and honest. Someone predictable, but down-to-earth and friendly, but I digress.

↪ Even with his crush, I don't see him pursuing it whether he was apart of the killing game or not. It's mostly because he fears it as it's a rather foreign topic that requires openness and honesty; two things he isn't comfortable giving to someone—even a close friend.

↪ That doesn't stop his body from reacting the way it does towards you, however! He can't help but yearn for attention at times no matter how much he fights, so I definitely see him in your face and never leaving you be sometimes.

↪ The way he treats you would be as different as two salt grains, but at the same time, as contrasting as his black and white scarf. He'll tease you as he does everyone else, he'll pick on you like he does with the others as well, and he's not above doing things that you may find cruel, but the level at which he takes it would be noticeably ( or possibly unnoticeably ) different from what it is with the others. Not so low that it's obvious and he looks like some simp who can't so much as tell you that you have lettuce in your teeth out of fear that it'll hurt your feelings, but it will never be as high as how he acts towards Maki or Kaito. Well, not unless you like to be talked to like that.

↪ That moves us to my second thing I see him doing which is indulge you. Similar to Miu, who gets off on degradation, he doesn't care for what gets you going really and he doesn't mind doing whatever if it makes you feel good. You like to be praised over the simplest things? He doesn't mind throwing out a cheesy comment randomly to fluster you and then immediately change the topic. You, for some reason, like it when he's a little mean? When he immediately claps back at something you say? He can do that. Anytime. Anywhere. And he will and then quickly follow up with his usual antics as if it never happened.

↪ But I'm getting ahead of myself. Realistically, I don't see him dating someone, but if he does then they'd have to be really, really special to him. Like someone special enough that his love for them outweighs his anxieties and fears of the worst happening. Someone who he's known for so long that his trust issues won't get the better of him when imagining a relationship with them.

↪ A relationship with him, though, wouldn't be as different as a friendship with him which isn't the best in some ways. He's still a teasing little shit who lies about even the littlest things and is constantly flipping between extreme emotions and downplaying them so significantly that you can't take them seriously.

↪ Don't expect to have any kind of heart to heart with this man. You could pour your heart out to him, tell him some deep ( and possibly dark ) secret about yourself or tell him about a thought or insecurity or incident about yourself that you haven't told even your most trusted companion and he will absolutely not return the favor. He's too used to keeping everything bottled up inside and hiding behind this facade of lies and trickery that showing even a little of his true colors makes him very uncomfortable.

↪ He isn't exactly affectionate. Kisses, hugs, holding hands.. Stuff like that usually only occurs when he's teasing you or trying to get a rise out of you. It's never a genuine action that'll stems from his desires and he'll make sure it never does.

↪ You can never tell what's going through his head even in his most 'vulnerable' moments—if you can even call them that. He's always changing, always saying the most absurd things, always saying the opposite of what he's thinking to ensure that you're thrown completely off his trail and can never read him. To put it simply, he's constantly putting iron barricades between you two.

↪ He can come off as heartless or emotionally tone deaf at times because of this. You could come crying to him or express a deep insecurity of his and it'd seem as though he's not taking you seriously or has completely brushed off your problems which can be seriously depressing and disheartening.

↪ That leads us to arguments, which always feels as if you're screaming at a clown. Kokichi is not one to let his true emotions get the better of him so 99% of your arguments will leave you even more frustrated and upset as when whatever made you argue first surface because it seems like everything you say is being taken as some joke or comedy act.

↪ What a relationship with him needs is time. A lot of it. Kokichi has grown up in an environment that has turned him into someone who physically can't let down his walls, who assumes the worst will happen to him or the people he cares about if he gets too close with someone he can't read like a book at all times ( and even people he can read like that ), someone who can be fighting an unimaginably tough battle—one so intense that it could drive anyone insane—and you'd never be able to tell due to how good he hides it. Time can chip away at all of that, albeit very slowly.

↪ With the right amount of patience, with the right amount of time and the right amount of energy and persistence from his partner, they'll make headway with him eventually. When they do, the change it'll cause will be as big as a baby ant, but it'll be a change nonetheless.

↪ He'll start mixing the tiniest, most insignificant levels of truths into his lies and his partner will have to accept that and let him know that, "Hey! I see that you're trying as hard as you can and I'll wait as long as needed for you to go further!"

↪ Don't try and force progress because it'll leave you being farther away from your goal. When he walks, you walk. When he tethers between taking that next step, you stay put until he decides what he'll do. If he goes backwards, you take a step back as well. That's the only way you're getting anywhere with him.

↪ And with all that effort, you'll get somewhere..eventually. ..Hopefully. I don't really know. When it comes to Kokichi, he could make you believe and feel as though you've made unimaginable progress only to do something completely left field that'll force the enormous gap between you two to become apparent.

↪ Basically what I'm saying is that he's more fragile than you'd imagine so be gentle with him! ..But don't let him catch onto it or else he'll panic and push you away out of fear of breaking what's already cracking apart. You need to be to tend to the glass that is his mind and body, caress it like you would a nasty bruise and don't ever put pressure on it, otherwise he'll shatter and you'll never be able to put him back together again ( nor will he let you try ).

Dividers were made by me, pictures used are from Pinterest, post formatting is inspired by @xxsabitoxx

[sunnybunnybabygirl]

MINGI X CHUBBY FEM READER SMUT

SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT

Read at your own risk tbh

Head (f! receiving)

 (pics from various Pinterest accounts)

Honestly, Mingi is a great friend. He's kind, he's nurturing, he's caring... And that's the problem. He's just *so irresistible*. Those arms, that face, those lips, those hands. Just. Everything-

"Y/n? Earth to Y/n? You're spacing out again. Are you sure you aren't sick? Do you need something?" Mingi asks you, looking at you with those sweet eyes behind those glasses. "I'm fine, I'm okay. I promise." You answer him with a gentle smile, your round cheeks slightly flushed.

"Alright if you say so. Hey did you want to go to dinner? Seonghwa and San said I should invite you." He says. Your heart skips a beat until he mentions Seonghwa and San. Of course, not a date... Not a date.

Later that evening you're getting ready, just putting on some mascara and lipgloss. Wearing (whatever outfit you want), you step out of your room and into the living room to wait for Mingi. About ten minutes later you hear a knock at the door and you open it. Mingi's eyes land on you, your soft body in that outfit, your beautiful eyes, and how you're just the right height. His heart beats a little faster and he clears his throat. Suddenly, Wooyoung jumps out from behind him and immediately wraps his arms around you.

    "Y/nieeee~ you're so pretty, is this new lipgloss?" *Wooyoung says, clearly already a little drunk for whatever reason. Mingi's blood boils slightly but he also loves how close you are with the others.

    The whole time at dinner Mingi couldn't keep his eyes off of you, he even put his hand on your knee a few times to let you know he was listening when you were speaking.

    "Thanks for dinner, see you tomorrow?" You say softly.

   "Yeah it's no problem and um actually, can I come in? I... I have something to say to you."

    "Of course, is something wrong?" You ask, a little worried as you step aside to let him in. As soon as he closes the door he grabs your plush hips and pulls you against him. Your eyes go wide and your heart beats fast. "Mingi-" he cuts you off*

    "Shh, just, let me talk please. Y/n, you're so beautiful, so fucking beautiful I can't take it. I need you to tell me if you want me to. If you don't, I'll back off. But if you do..." He trails off. 

     "I do, I do want you Mingi but... Me? You find me attractive? But I'm..." You trail off.

      "You're a bit curvier, so what? Means I'll have something to hold onto." He says with a smirk. "But seriously, you're gorgeous, beautiful, ethereal. Understand?" He says firmly. You nod a little. He cups your soft cheeks and leans closer. You close the gap, pressing your soft lips to his in a passionate and love filled kiss. He groans as you kiss him before he picks you up, wrapping your soft legs around his waist as he carries you over to the couch.

    "My baby, mine. Love you, so much." He says in between kisses. He lays you down on your back, slotting himself in between your legs. You let out a small sigh of content, happy with the current situation.

    He absentmindedly rolls his hips against yours, you can feel him getting harder and you pull away from the kiss, breathing heavily. "Mingi, wait, wait aren't we, going a little fast? I feel like... Maybe we should slow down?" *You say breathlessly. Mingi's cheeks flush and he pulls away.

    "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry honey I shouldn't have forced myself onto you like that." He says quickly.

     "No no! You didn't it's okay! I promise I'm not uncomfortable, just a little... Overwhelmed. I trust you with my soul, I do, but I'd like a date first if that's okay?" You say softly as you hold his face in your hands.

   He kisses the palm of your hand and he nods. "Of course, yeah. I'll wine and dine you, baby. Whatever you want."

~TIMESKIP TO TWO MONTHS LATER~

   "Fucking beautiful." Mingi growls against your neck as he grabs your shorts and slowly pulls them down. You sigh, breathing heavily as you lift up your legs for him. "So good, such a good girl, let me make you feel good, yeah?" He whispers, to which you nod quickly. He lowers himself down, face to face with your most intimate area. He grabs your panties with his teeth and pulls them down and off of your ankles. His lips immediately latch onto your clit, making you gasp and arch your back. His tongue flicks softly and aggressively at the same time, making your head spin and your eyes roll back.

   "Beautiful, so pretty." He breathes out as he pulls away, his pretty lips glistening from your wetness. "I want you to cum for me, honey. I need to make you feel good, okay?" *You nod and he slaps your clit lightly, making you whine. "No baby, I need words, speak for me." He demands softly. "I'll cum for you, I promise." You breathe out.

    "Good girl." He says before immediately diving back in, sliding his skilled tongue into you, making you whine and squirm around him. He grabs your love handles and forces you to stay still. His free hand makes its way to your soft stomach, pressing down to give you more pleasure.

   "Oh my God, Mingi, Mingi I'm close." You cry out. He moves faster, more determined to get you to that blissed out state. "Come on honey, be good for me, give me what I want." He buries his tongue deep inside of you before looking up at you with those puppy dog eyes. That sends you over the edge, you come undone with a cry, your back arching and your soft thighs shaking.

    He pulls away, softly kissing your soft stomach, thighs, and love handles. "Thank you baby." He says softly. You're about to ask what he means when you look down and see a wet spot on his pants. He came too, just from making you cum.

    Mingi is a great friend, but he's an even better boyfriend.

@skylineskzkeep here you go bestie🌝🤭

[fernslivers]

MOVIE NIGHT IMAGINES

Hhhhhhhhhhhhh this is my first time trying to write spice publicly so I hope it's ok 🥹 I'm so nervous to post thissss

I might try writing a few out into Drabbles in the future if anybody has stuff that they want to see~

SPICY stuff below the cut! TW; horror movie stuff, mentions of predator-prey dynamics, etc.

The three levels of Mizu's Movie Preferences:

Level 1 : HORROR

Tells everyone she likes horror because she figures that's what is expected from her.

She does like horror, but she also knows the vibe she gives off screams it

If she's in a group where she doesn't know everyone well, she'll put on some kind of mainstream slasher like Scream

But you can absolutely be sure that if there's some really terrifying foreign or indie title that will give you nightmares, she knows about it

She's observant; trust that she'll know at a glance which type of horror you can handle and which you can't

If she doesn't like you, this will be used against you

Generally not big on the trigger-heavy horrors, like films that exploit women. They don't scare her, they just don't appeal to her

Loves any horror where the victims of the monster/slasher absolutely deserve it

Loves the excuse to indulge in blood and violence without actually hurting anyone–it's a socially acceptable outlet that doesn't come with the risk of arrest

Admittedly, also loves how easily you flinch, it's cute

Meanwhile she's watching it with her usual stoic stony-eyed glare

Honestly at first you even questioned whether she was enjoying herself at all

For a while, the friend group had a running competition to see if they could get her to jump

Never happened, though she'll privately admit Akemi's choices almost got her once or twice

The competition stopped after Taigen’s scream got a complaint from the neighbors

NSFW:

She still watches them with you even after you've unlocked the lower levels, though it's a very different vibe

She's always liked the excuse to watch you flinch and gasp, even now that she can make that happen other ways

She can't help it. You're just really cute when you're all wide-eyed and scared

“You're too easily startled. You need training. Every time you jump, you're taking something off.”

You try, you really do. It's adorable that you're still trying to behave well even though you both want you to fail.

Which you do.

Ok, maybe she slid her fingers up a little higher along your thigh at just the right points, but you still flinched.

Now you're all out of clothing. Not any better at handling the scares?

Here, she'll help:

If you're riding the strap, you can just keep your back to the screen. Better, right, baby?

Oh. Tsk. You still flinched at that loud noise. Clearly she's not fucking you hard enough.

There you go. If you're screaming, you can't hear the screams in the movie. All fixed.

Just know for sure that if she puts on a horror movie, you're not going to be able to feel your legs in the morning

Nothing gets her fired up quite like watching a bunch of arrogant, idiotic assholes get hunted down by a killing machine

Definitely gives her ideas for predator/prey roleplay

Turning all the lights off and setting you loose to try and get away, your legs still wobbly from riding her half the movie

Looking like a scared deer, stumbling around in the dark.

Do you know how loud you are? All she has to do is close her eyes and quietly stalk towards the heavy breathing and quiet whimpers

It doesn't matter how good the hiding place is, you will hear those footsteps getting closer and closer

You look damn good trying to hide from her, although you'd look even better all covered in blood

(Other people's, obviously)

No Final Girl is getting away from her, not in this movie

Not that you're complaining.

Level 2 : ACTION

After you've gotten closer, she might admit to having a thing for cheesy action flicks

Look, she's never gonna be anybody’s hero but the idea of being lauded for her skills instead of feared is a nice fantasy

Plus the choreography is just really satisfying.

She's pretty sure she could handle herself better than most of these dopey action-hero guys

She might have used one or two of the really clever one-liners on opponents she's fought (but only if she can be sure they won't go blabbing about it afterwards)

A special soft-spot for those racing movies, the ones that really get the adrenaline going with the well-edited chase scenes

Would you put on one of the skimpy outfits the love interests in those movies do, and maybe lounge around on the hood of her car?

She's a rural girl so she knows all the best roads to speed on

After one too many Fast and Furious movies in the same night, she gets up abruptly and tells you to put on your shoes

Takes you out driving and scares you half to death on those back roads

She's definitely imagining that she's on that run after a successful mission or something

You being genuinely stressed about getting caught is helping the realism of the fantasy a ton, thanks babe--

NSFW:

You know it, she knows it; those sharp turns and high speeds have you both keyed allll the way the fuck up

Road head road head

You didn't know you could give a girl road head, but she is a surprisingly patient teacher

It makes your heart race even more to feel the car ripping around those turns without being able to see

Just the sound of the engine and her moans getting louder, while her grip on your hair tightens painfully

Knowing all the safe roads to speed on also means knowing all the safe spots to pull off

"Get over here now–"

Absolutely messy, desperate sex

The windows will fog, but not until the second or third orgasm, with how fast you both are going at it

It's not a comfortable position, but you barely notice given how frantic she is to get her hands on you and make you come

She's moving hard and fast, but you're so worked up yourself that you're not going to do more than yowl with approval

Thank God for long fingers, even at bad angles, she can hit every single spot you need

She’s got one hand shoved between you, the other on the back of your neck, keeping your foreheads close as she alternates between staring at your lips as they shape her name, and watching your eyelids flutter in pleasure

Level 3: ROMANCE

She secretly LOVES romance

Rom dram, romcom, period drama, whatever

It's just really sweet to see so much love and support

She likes the ones with kind parents, especially

Or ones where the parents come around and relationships get mended by the end

But when I say secretly, I mean secret-secret

She's SO mortified at the idea of anyone finding out

Watches them with headphones on and the door locked, when no one else is home

You've been dating for almost a year when she accidentally slips up and quotes one

You are floored and she absolutely bolts for the door

It takes several gruff denials and a lot of cajoling for her to finally admit to even having seen the movie she directly quoted

IF YOU TELL ANYONE–

Still refuses to talk about why she loves them but now you watch together

When she's especially grumpy or seems to be extremely stressed, that's the time to suggest it

She'll huff and roll her eyes and make a huge fuss and pretend it's for you

(But she's never once said no)

Before the opening credits are done, her arm is already around you and the other hand is reaching for yours

You're gonna have to feed her the popcorn because she's not letting go of you for even a minute

She's NOT crying, shut UP

NSFW:

The sex afterwards is always extremely tender and sweet

The kind that's a reminder that she really does adore you, even when she's bad at saying it

She takes her time running her hands over you slowly and watches you without pause

Those eyes which are always like ice are like the ocean, wide open and meltingly warm

Lots of compliments, she really does her best to make them special

But sometimes all she can say is how special and beautiful you are, over and over

It's the one time she isn't going to scoff at cliches

She always says it so hushed and painfully earnestly, like it's filling her with awe that you're even here with her

Every caress from you makes her eyes flutter, and she presses into your hands like she can't get enough

Extremely needy for your attention and your touch

Her noises are softer and higher than usual, and she's much more vocal

She never stops watching you, with the softest look of concentration, almost poignant

She never thought she'd see romance like this outside of the movies, not someone like her

The buildup is slow but the orgasm is absolutely cataclysmic

She will never, ever admit it but she tries really hard to time it so that you can come together at the same time

So much snuggling afterwards

Where do you think you're going? Get comfy, you're in a full bear-hug for the next few hours

Want to watch another?

[autisticshadowthehedgehog]

OH since we were talking about the metarex arc. you know how i have that post about how it seems like idw might be leading up to a metarex adaptation. probably not but we can all hope right? anyway personally, since shadow doesn't have amnesia atm, we have three EXTREMELY fun options for the "assassinating cosmo" episode.

shadow does this shit without memory loss. it is in-character for him to pull the whole "ends justify the means" beat, and it makes him just softly telling cosmo to close her eyes* before attacking her way more of an oomph moment if he knows how she feels. but bringing that up: if he has memories of the ARK, him literally recreating his trauma but as the perpetrator and almost killing a child in front of another child who loves her might make him like. pause? idk for some reason i dont think he'd get to the point of actually almost killing her if he had memories at that point

@birdsareblooming suggested this first but surge and kit are right here as anti-sonics made in a lab with 0 memory of their past and a reason to not trust team sonic enough to stop and have a conversation with them. also conversations are not surge's style, murder is.

BUT. and here's the thing. the third option is the one that makes me the most excited. i really, REALLY like this idea and think it would be absolutely BONKERS if they went for it...

what if they had Silver try to kill Cosmo?

Firstly, we all know Silver can be just as ends-justify-the-means determined as Shadow. And while he has hesitations about killing Sonic in '06, he's ultimately planning to do it. And most importantly–

IDW seems to be building up him becoming a bit more. Let's say... decisive.

The most recent arc with Silver we got, he was kicked out of the Diamond Cutters because of his suspicions of Mimic... which turned out to be RIGHT. He was right about Mimic, but nobody listened to him. And as soon as Silver was gone, Mimic proceeded to join a squad that blew up Restoration HQ.

Let me repeat that. Nobody listened to Silver about a traitor being amongst them, and then that impostor nearly killed everyone in the resistance.

So not only has Silver just been through a situation that told him that "if you leave a traitor to their own devices, all of your friends will almost die and they (and you) will lose all of their hard work," the exact same incident has told him that "your friends will not believe you."

Silver finds out that there is a traitor on Team Sonic. And the first thing he's gonna think is, "They're not going to listen to me when I tell them." The second thing he's going to think is, "If they don't listen to me and let the traitor go, the traitor will kill them." And in a situation as deadly as the Metarex arc, he's not going to take that chance.

But the most intense part of this? Is that Silver's kind-of right, in the worst way possible. Because Sonic won't listen to him.

Sonic remembers '06. He remembers Silver being deceived into believing that he was the Iblis Trigger and then trying to kill him. He didn't know that Silver was hesitant about it– he just saw Silver try to murder him multiple times. He knows that despite how smart Silver is, he's prone to falling for these kind of tricks. And he knows that Silver is going to be a stubborn ass who won't listen to reason until it slaps him in the face.

And Silver doesn't remember '06. He doesn't remember that this has happened before. He only remembers that the last time he spotted an impostor, he was right and nobody listened.

So Silver goes to the ship. Tries to kill Cosmo. Sonic moves to stop him.

Sonic asks why he's doing this. Silver asks if he'll believe him if he tells him. Sonic can't answer that. Because he won't. And he can't tell Silver why.

There's layers to it. Layers. And now, I want to see Silver try to assassinate a child.

[gaylordscooter]

Kept Awake at Night

He never thought he could care about anyone else again, let alone care about Killer.

Yet here he was. Lying in bed, wide awake because apparently he's a child again who can't sleep without someone else in the room.

Why did he even care about him?

He was obnoxious. He was probably annoying on purpose.

And he hated things about him. Like how he paid close attention to what made people tick just so he could play his cards right when he felt like it.

Could he even name anything he loved about him?

Love? Was that the right word for describing what he felt?

Yeah, but what kind was it?

...Romantic?

He isn't sure what that kind of love felt like anymore. In all honesty, he never knew what it felt like. Ever.

Butterflies in his stomach? No.

How else did people describe the feeling of romantic love?

Ah, right. "You'll know it when you feel it."

Well. He sure didn't know, but "romantic love" didn't sound right.

But also, it was different from how he felt about Horror—Sans. Stop being a coward, just call him Sans.

Sans was his friend. He cared about him too. He knew he could rely on him.

Whatever his relationship is—was? With Killer. Is different. He's friends with Killer too, there was a difference though. It was hard to describe; Killer's avoidance of intimacy didn't help with that.

Back up, why did he love him anyway?

Because he was the first person in a long time to feed him after years of touch starvation?

That could've been anyone. Killer could've done that with anyone else. He just happened to be the one to accept it first. And to be one of the other people kidnapped by Nightmare.

WHY WOULD YOU LOVE HIM FOR USING YOU LIKE THAT, YOU SICKO?

What does using someone even mean in this context?

Say Killer "used" him. He "used" him to feel better. To temporarily get away from the hell they were trapped in. It wasn't one-sided either, it helped him too.

He found solace in him.

Now that he thought about it that way...

I SUPPOSE YOU USED HIM, THEN.

Again, what does that even—

YOU ACCEPTED HIS AFFECTION BECAUSE YOU WERE DESPERATE FOR SOME. ONCE YOU HAD YOUR FILL, YOU TOSSED HIM ASIDE LIKE HE WAS NOTHING.

That's not what he did. They needed to take a break. He was too dependent on him.

HE WAS TOO DEPENDENT. TOO DEPENDENT FOR YOU TO JUST LEAVE HIM LIKE THAT AND BE FINE.

He will be fine.

YOU DON'T ACTUALLY TRUST THAT RANDOM STRANGER TO TAKE CARE OF HIM. HE CAN BE DUST ON THE GROUND RIGHT NOW AND YOU WOULDN'T EVEN KNOW.

he will be fine.

YOU WOULD'VE DRANK YOUR WEIGHT IN ALCOHOL IF THEY DIDN'T CUT YOU OFF. IF YOU THINK HE'S DOING ANY BETTER THAN YOU, YOU'RE MORE INSANE THAN I THOUGHT.

he will be fine.

How many times did you need to tell yourself something until you believed it?

[thequietkid-moonie]

hello! platonic lighter zzz hcs with a teen!reader where he is sort of like a father figure?

Being a father figure for teen!reader

[ PLATONIC HEADCANONS ] [ Lighter Lorenz ]

[ Zenless Zone Zero ]

I like Lighter in a more romantic-silly way but i have to admit that he could be an AMAZING father/guardian/mentor! He is so silly but also so so soooo cool!!! I love him <3

Lighter can be quite silly and forgetful, not really caring much about small things, but after everything he has being throught have lead him to learn and mature a lot, to become the person he is today

In all honestly, the first time you approached to him Lighter have underestimated you, seeing your feeling as a simple admiration of a young and easily impressive person, but the more you insist and grow closer to him the more attached Lighter grows to be with you, when he less expected he already sees you as family too

Lighter stay for a long time in the duality of being incredibly caring and protective over you but insisting that you are just like a friend for him, it has to be you or any of the sons of Calydon who make him realice how much he actually means for you that he will admit out loud that you are like his family (still, he need to think carefully about this)

Lighter just grows to like you as much as you do like him, he even takes some pride in the fact that you see him as a father figure and tries to actually be a good mentor and guardian (as long as you don't only admire him because of the fighting because fights is something he doesn't really care much about), still Lighter doesn't admit it out loud often, no matter how obvious it is that he is attached to you he insist on saying that is nothing

As well, since you grow to be so close to Lighter you will end up getting to know the rest of the sons of Calydon, easily welcoming you as family and even telling you stories about Lighter (some makes him look cooler while others are just embarrasing him, he tries to stop them from embarrasing him but is more likely that he won't be able to), also, Lighter is quite teased because of you and how he actually acts like a father with you, but at the end is just wholesome fun because all of them couldn't be happier about both of you! After all, is a relasionship that makes happy both and thats what matter

Despite the fact that in the Outer Ring things are way too diferent at how are in the city Lighter still wants to make sure to teach you a lot about surviving and life, since you trust him and even sees him as some kind of father he wants to thank you and honor the way you see him by being an actual mentor, slowly growing to be closer to you and share with you all he have learn throught the years

Lighter still remember all the mistakes he did on te past and how inmature he used to be, he has already made peace with his past but if he can save you a couple of annoyances he will definetly will, he wants to prevent you from being reckless but if he can't stop you at least he will be there to help you don't get in too much troubles or end up getting injured

Lighter becomes quite protective over you, he will be willing to teach you how to fight without a problem if thats what you want, but at the end it won't really matter even if you become as stronge as he is, the moment someone dares to send you threat, even if it is indirectly, he is imediatly in his way to intervene and warn the idiot to don't even dare lay a finger on his unofficial child you unless they want to get in a big trouble

Also, if the case is that you have both of your parents Lighter will still act as a father for you and will just try to befriend them, respecting them but not backing off now that he have grow to care for you so much (but it may be awkward for a while), but if the case is that at least one of your parents is negligent or even abusive then Lighter will protect you from them too, after all being your parents doesn’t give them the right to treat you this way