#sorry i love being awake and blowing everyone up in this comment section. but like idk to me its so weird bc the costume just like batman's

[volfoss]

I love complaining about meaningless shit but it makes me so frustrated to see comments (on the extremely rare occasions i go outside of my comics mutual circle) about the Robin costume and how it's so skimpy. Because of course people aren't treating it respectfully and are like omg he's not gonna be safe in the streets or what's that even covering up or just in general making it sexualized?? Like most Robins are yk preteens WHY are people so weird about it.

[lyz-fics]

Bakugou X FEM! Reader: Spent Together…

Hey Guys! Lyz Here!

So, I received my blog for the Secret Santa exchange and I was ecstatic!!! She loves Bakugou just as much as I do!!! This is her dedicated fic!!! I hope you enjoy @bnhangst​. Sorry, it is a bit late but I had a lot of things to do and I just couldn’t find the time to get it out during the day.

Word Count: 1,901 Words

Summary: My Secret Santa Writing…

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“Hey Dumbass,” a boy called to you as you were walking out of your dorm room. You turned around and you couldn’t help but smile as you watched your bright-eyed boyfriend try to keep his cool as he walked over to you, a soft blush adorning his cheeks. He walks over as he tucks his hand around the back of his neck, slightly parting his mouth to say something. “W-would you… like to come over…for Christmas…” he spurted out, and before you could get any ideas, he explained his reasoning for why he asked you to come over, “My old hag wants you over to celebrate you being able to tolerate me or something like that.”

You let out a little giggle before stepping closer to Bakugou. Getting up on your toes, you cupped his face in your hand and placed a kiss to his cheek. “Tell Mitsuki that sounds wonderful.” And with that, you walked off. Looking behind you, you could see that a crimson blush was quickly creeping up to the edges of Bakugou’s ear as he swiftly turned around and loudly stomped back to his room as you walked away, grumbling under his breath as he went. You knew how much he hated it when you showed him affection – not that he hated affection – because, to be honest, when the two of you are alone all he wants is to be loved and adored by you, but he doesn’t like to show it off to all the people in the dorms. He wants them all to know that what you two do together is completely private and not of their prying eyes.

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The day of Christmas Eve came, and upon getting up and dressed you heard a knock at your dorm room door before it was opened and you could see Bakugou walking in to wish you a Merry Christmas. Closing the door behind him, he made sure it was locked before he walked over to you and wrapped his arms around your waist and nuzzled his head into the crook of your neck. Reaching up, you combed your fingers through his hair before pulling him up to give him a good morning kiss. Lips touching softly, it was a quick kiss but it meant so much to you, the fact that he was able to show this much love to you even when he has, what seems like, a tough exterior.

Bakugou waited until you finished gathering the rest of your things. After this he took your hand in his and walked you out of the dorm; he didn’t care that everyone was staring at your conjoined hands at this point. He was proud to love you. Walking down streets and past shops, after flashing smiles to strangers you finally arrived at Bakugou’s house. He opened the door for you and grabbed your stuff and tossed it onto the entryway table as he brought you into the living room where his parents were sitting in silence as they sipped some hot drink.

Upon seeing you, Mitsuki got up straight away and practically ran over to you. Harshly pushing Bakugou to the side, she wrapped her arms around you to embrace you into a hug. Masaru got up after her and walked over to you. Wrapping a hand around your back, he brought you close to him, smiling as he whispered something that you think was meant to stay a secret. “Thanks for taking care of our son, (Y/N)”

“I can take care of myself, Bastard!” Bakugou retorted, hearing Mitsuki snicker at the comment her husband made.

Rolling your eyes, you parted from the Bakugou family’s hug and walked over to your temperamental boyfriend who seemed to be fuming at the spout already. Wrapping your arm around Bakugou, you lightly stepped on his toes to tear his attention away from his parents. “It’s my pleasure,” you sighed.

Mitsuki gasped as she watched you tilt your head to look up at Bakugou. He leaned down to rest his head against yours and you both closed your eyes as you let out a long sigh together. “Masaru, look!” She was bright-eyed as she pointed at the two of you. You giggled as you heard the next words that came out of her mouth, “Masaru, she’s perfect for the little gremlin!”

Before Bakugou could do anything to retaliate against his mother, you ran your hand down his arm and intertwined your fingers with his, trying to lead him away. Bakugou took the hint, and when the two of you reached the stairs, he took the lead and walked with you to his bedroom.

You walked around his almost bare room, admiring the little treasures and photographs he had adorning his walls, finally coming to a small section in the corner of his room above his bed. You had to climb up onto his bed to see the photos properly. You sat on your feet as you knelt facing the wall towards his bed, and pushing your hand up against the wall you cleared the glare against the small photographs. They were all of you, pictures of you – small things that he had snapped while you weren’t looking, things like pictures of you cuddling up against him as drool edged out of the corner of your mouth, pictures of you struggling to stay awake in class after a long night of ‘studying’ with him, pictures from your ‘study’ times together, you gripping onto the controller of the PS4 as you tilted your whole body getting into the game.

Feeling the bed shift under you, you turned to see a blushing Bakugou as he came to sit next to you. Scooting closer to him, you lay against his shoulder as you moved your hand over the top of his to trace shapes onto his palm. Wrapping an arm around you, you were able to lean back against him as the both of you started to fall back against the bed. Wrapping your legs around his waist, you pulled yourself on top of Bakugou. Placing a kiss on top of your head, Bakugou started to stroke your hair as you turned your head to place your ear against his chest to listen to the rhythm of his heartbeat. Minutes turned into an hour and before long you were almost asleep when you heard a knock at the door. Bakugou grunted as he was too tired to speak. Masaru walked in and excused himself as he saw you lying on top of his son. “(Y/N)?” He started, “Mitsuki was wondering if you wanted to come and help with dinner if you weren’t doing anything.”

“She’s staying here,” Bakugou interrupted as he flung you over out of sight from his father, trying to keep you close to him as long as possible.

Lifting your hand above Bakugou so Masaru could see it, you mumbled something almost inaudible. “I’ll be down in a minute.”

“No, she won't.” Bakugou interrupted again, as he wrapped his limbs around you and held you against your will. Struggling against his grasp, he finally gave up when you were able to bring your arms out and wrap them around his face, kissing him harshly. This was his only downfall – you were his downfall. By the time the kiss was finished Bakugou was lying on his back wondering why he was watching you walk out of his bedroom door.

Trotting down the stairs, you locked eyes with Mitsuki and smiled as you went to go and wash your hands. After washing your hands, you went over and did what Mitsuki told you, and after a while, you caught sight of Bakugou trudging around the kitchen looking to get your attention. After walking past him a few times he gave up and trudged over to the dining room with a pout on his face. As you were making dinner you had a talk with Mitsuki; she often told you how good you had been for their Katsuki.

“He acts so differently around you; whenever you are around, he just completely changes. If I remember correctly, it’s kind of like how I acted whenever Masaru was around.” You smiled as you imagined a family like this with Katsuki, with less yelling and screaming of course.

After you had prepared dinner you sat down with the whole family and ate at the table, often laughing at the snide comment about Bakugou when he was younger. Bakugou barely touching his food because he was embarrassed. After packing up dinner with Bakugou, he led you over to the couch where he pulled you onto him and you watched a movie until late. Mitsuki and Masaru left halfway through the movie, which left you alone with Bakugou. Rolling over, you snuggled up close to him as you lay there, not even caring for the rest of the movie as it continued. Drifting off to sleep slowly, you only awoke briefly as you felt strong arms wrap around you to carry you up to bed. Drifting away again, you were once again wrapping your arms around Bakugou as he covered you with blankets and moved closer to you.

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It was almost the afternoon when you were woken up, you lay on your back in Bakugou's bed and you were constantly shifting and turning to get away from whatever was trying to leave a mark on your face. Hearing his deep-throated chuckle you finally figured out that Bakugou was trying to kiss you awake. Rolling over, you buried your face into the pillow as you tried to avoid Bakugou’s wet, sloppy dog kisses. Surprisingly, he didn’t want to give up. He pulled you away from the pillow and started to attack you from every opening he could find. Pulling at the pillow to get a better vantage of you so he could kiss every part of you.

“Merry Christmas, (Y/N),” he hummed against your lips when he was finally able to pull the pillow away from your face.

Grabbing your hand, he pulled you out of bed and left you in the room to change as he went into the bathroom to do the same. After changing he came back to lead you downstairs where you once again found Masaru and Mitsuki sitting in the living room with wrapped boxes with tags addressed to you from them.

You spent the morning all together opening presents and celebrating Christmas. After opening all of his presents – which were few – Bakugou situated himself behind you as he rested his head against your shoulder, blowing your hair out of his line of sight so he could watch you finish opening your presents. Getting more comfortable now, he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you back against him and placed a number of kisses to your cheeks and any other areas that he was able to reach in the meantime. Mitsuki saw this and she laughed at the two of you enjoying yourselves.

“You’ve done well, Katsuki,” she smiled at both of you.“Make sure she doesn’t get away.”

Out of the corner of your eye, you could see a blush start to appear on the blonde’s cheeks as he looked up and smiled at you, planting another kiss to your cheek before pulling you back so your head was resting on his chest.

“She won't,” he sighed.

[hockeylvr59]

Life Changes Part 7 || Paul Bissonnette

Summary: It’s crazy how quickly your life can change...one minute you’re a struggling personal injury lawyer and the next you’re working for one of the hottest sports podcasts to supplement your income. A new job and the end of a long-term relationship was just the beginning for Leigh Thompson when it comes to life changes. Thankfully she has the one and only Paul Bissonnette at her side to help her handle them all. 

Authors Note: I’ve been sitting on this for about a month because I was going to finish writing the entire day in one chapter but I really think this can stand alone and has a different tone to it than the rest so I’m just gonna post the finished portion as is. I’d love love love thoughts on it. Again, please feel free to send me any songs that you think I should add to the series playlist. 

Requested: [ ] yes [x] no || Warnings: cursing, anxiety || Word Count: 2,634

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“When things change inside you, things change around you.” 

A large booming laugh sounded from the next room an hour or so after I’d dozed back off to sleep, waking me immediately. I knew that laugh by heart and cursed myself when butterflies erupted in my stomach at the sound of it. Turning my alarm off, I slipped out of bed, once again reminding myself that it was just the hormones causing all of these crazy feelings and that they weren’t real. Pushing myself to my feet, I felt the butterflies start again, stronger this time, and tears instantly pricked at my eyes. My hand flew to my bump rubbing gently as I stood frozen in place, my mind processing what I’d just felt. That wasn’t some crazy hormonal feeling, that was my baby moving inside of me, a sensation that I’d been waiting weeks to feel. 

The sensation was gone as quickly as it had started until another laugh sounded from the living room. Walking toward the bedroom door, I opened it quietly and stood there just listening and waiting for another laugh, hoping it would make this little girl or boy move again. Though the boys were in the middle of an interview, the moment Paul saw me and the tears rolling down my cheeks he sent me a concerned look and moved to get up. Shaking my head, I motioned for him to continue, now drawing the attention of the rest of the boys and their guest. Keep laughing. I mouthed, causing Paul’s eyebrow to raise in confusion. The story being told continued on and after a minute or two Paul’s laugh sounded through the room again, followed by the rapid flutterings of the baby’s movements. 

I remained in the doorway to the living room until the boys wrapped things up a few minutes later and as soon as they were done recording, Paul was out of his chair and moving over to me. 

“Is everything okay?” He murmured softly and I found myself laughing softly as I nodded. 

“Your laugh woke me up because apparently dustbunny likes it. I just felt the baby move for the first time Paul.” His eyes grew wide as he looked down at me, his hand falling to my waist. 

“Wait what? The baby moved?” He questioned. 

“Yeah... I’ve been waiting to feel it because all the books say you should by 22 weeks and I was beginning to worry that I hadn’t yet.” I knew without him even asking that he was wondering if he’d be able to feel it and I shrugged softly. “It’s not a kick or anything yet...more like a feeling of bubbles or something. It’ll be a few more weeks before someone else could feel but god Paul...it’s incredible.” 

The smile on my face made him smile, though I knew he was slightly disappointed that he couldn’t feel. Hugging me gently, he murmured that he was glad that everything was okay and then looking at the clock murmured for me to go get my shower. 

“Fine...if you insist.” I teased softly, leaning up to kiss his cheek before turning to slip back into our room to gather my things for a shower. 

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Half an hour later I was clean, shaven, and moisturized. After quickly blow-drying my hair I returned to the bedroom, smiling when I found a button down shirt laid out with a scratchy handwritten note on top of it.

Here’s the button up I promised. Also Brie expects you to take your things over to get ready with her just FYI. The boys and I will bring you back some food in a bit but I probably won’t see you until it’s time to go. Enjoy your girl time. 

Paul

It made me smile that he remembered our conversation from a few days ago where I’d demanded he bring me a spare button up because none of my own fit anymore and I didn’t want to have to struggle with getting a normal shirt off over completed hair and makeup. 

I was a little surprised that Ryan’s wife, Brie, wanted to get ready together because I actually hadn’t met her yet. Still, I gathered up my makeup bag, hair supplies, dress and sandals and headed across the hall, knocking gently at the bedroom door that Ryan had walked out of this morning. 

Brie was so welcoming as she took my things, hanging my dress over the door before taking the rest into the bathroom where her things were already spread out over the counter. As soon as her hands were free, her arms were wrapped around me in a hug. 

“I’m so glad I finally get to meet you. Ryan has not shut up about you since you started working with them. He’s constantly bragging about the events you’re planning and how revenues have grown already.” She exclaimed, causing me to blush having never been one to take compliments well. As she pulled back her eyes widened for a moment. “And oh my god. The baby. Look at you...you’re glowing.” Her excitement was a little bit overwhelming but nice all the same. 

“I just felt the baby move for the first time so that probably has something to do with it.” I explained. 

“It’s the most incredible feeling isn’t it?” She declared rhetorically and I nodded trying to fight back the tears that were threatening again. 

“Yeah it really is. God I am so emotional lately that it’s driving me crazy.” I admitted, and my confession made her laugh as she nodded in sympathy. 

“I know that feeling well.” Looking over the supplies gracing the counter I realized that her hair was already mostly done and she looked absolutely beautiful. “So..this is your first big event right?” She asked, looking over her shoulder at me. 

“Yep. And I wouldn’t be here if I knew how to tell Biz no. But he’s so goddamn insistent and he’s done so much for me that I guess this is the least I could do.” For a moment I couldn’t read the expression on her face before she turned back to me. 

“We’ll get to all of that…” She trailed off, smirking a bit which scared me just a little. “But first, please tell me that you’ll let me do your hair and makeup.” Neither of those areas were really within my expertise, especially not for something like this so I bit my lip for a moment before sighing. 

“Yes please...I honestly have no idea what I’m doing and I’m already nervous enough about tonight.” Her face was giddy as she quickly looked me over once more, paced out of the room to look at my dress, before returning to plug the curling iron I’d brought into the wall. 

“What are you so nervous about?” She finally asked as she quickly finished up her own hair while waiting for the curling iron to heat up. 

“That the entire world is gonna take one look at me on camera and immediately rumors will be flying about my pregnancy. I mean everyone who matters already knows, and I know I’m going to have to make an announcement eventually because I don’t think I can avoid it working this job, but I want to do it on my terms and not because millions of people see me on the arm of Paul Bissonnette and jump to conclusions. That’s the last thing that either of us need.” Brie was silent through my rant before resting a hand gently on my shoulder. 

“It’s all gonna be fine. You and I can sneak down the red carpet ahead of the guys if we have to and once we’re inside there isn’t anyone who would dare say a word about it even if they did notice.” Her face was reassuring as she took two steps out of the bathroom again before returning and motioning for me to sit on a chair she’d brought in from the living room. “But you’re wearing a maternity dress and your bump isn’t that big so I don’t think you have anything to worry about.” She added, quickly sectioning my hair before spraying a portion with heat spray and beginning to curl it. 

She worked in silence on my hair for a few minutes, leaving me to my own thoughts. Now that I was fully awake, my brain started to wander. Brie had mentioned vaguely that we’d get back to the subject of Paul and what she was implying by that made me nervous. Then Grinnell’s assumption about Biz being the baby’s father and Ryan’s comment about Biz being differently lately both popped back into my head and suddenly it felt like I couldn’t breathe. My hands started shaking and didn’t stop until Brie was squatting in front of me, her hands holding mine. 

“Hey...what’s wrong?” She murmured. “Take a deep breath….in…..out….again.” Following her guidance I forced myself to start breathing again though the implications that everyone was making wouldn’t leave my mind. Brie didn’t say anything else right away, letting me try and put my thoughts into words. 

“Sorry....” I whispered, taking a few more deep breaths. “Just fuck...Mikey assumed Paul was the baby’s father and your husband commented on Paul being different lately and just...what does all of that fucking mean?” Brie’s hands were still resting on my own until I finished and then she stood up again. 

“Well...I mean we all know Mikey isn’t the sharpest tool in the shed…” She declared. “So I wouldn’t really read into that. That assumption is probably more on Biz anyway than it is on you.” 

“Still...that assumption is premised on the idea that Biz would even have sex with me…” I trailed off, flushing slightly. 

“What...you don’t think he would?” Brie asked and when she looked down at my face she nearly gasped. “You really don’t think he would…” 

Flushing further, I shrugged. “I’m just...I think it’s clear that I’m not his type okay. We’re talking about the man that has been with models and porn stars…” Ducking my head, I brushed a hand over my bump and sighed. “As much of a man whore as he is, no I don’t think he’d have sex with me. So Mikey’s assumption could not be further off.” 

For a moment it seemed like Brie wanted to push but then she decided it wasn’t a good idea and instead picked the curling iron back up. 

“I think you’re wrong but I’ll drop it at that.” She murmured curling a few more strands of my hair before speaking again. “As far as my husband’s comments go... you have to at least admit that he is different lately because of you.” My face crinkled with confusion, causing Brie to sigh and continue down her train of thought. “Okay so obviously you didn’t know him before he met you...but Ryan and I did and he is so different now. He doesn’t go out as much, doesn’t talk about his hookups as much. Instead, he’s constantly talking about you. You do realize that he spent the entire morning while they weren’t recording talking to Ryan about the baby right? And he’s happier...so much happier than I’ve ever seen him. He cares a lot.” I couldn’t help but think about all of the nights that were spent with Paul on the other end of the phone. But with the time difference I’d assumed that he was just having his fun once I was asleep.

“I know that he cares about the baby...he’s been such a great friend with all of that.” I could see Brie purse her lips from above me before shaking her head. 

“He cares about you too you know...not just the baby.” 

“I mean yeah...we’re friends…” I breathed and Brie got that look on her face that suggested that I was completely daft. 

“Oh...Leigh...I don’t know whether you’re lying to yourself or if you honestly don’t see it.” She mumbled under her breath. Setting the curling iron down for a moment again she leaned against the counter in front of me. “Just...keep an open mind. I know you’re going through a lot but....don’t write things off yet.” 

After a moment’s pause she quickly changed the subject to the baby, what plans I had, when and if I was finding out the sex. She continued curling my hair until there was a knock at the bedroom door and when she called out that it was okay to come in, Grinnell appeared carrying a take out bag from Chick-fil-a and a container of fruit. Brie eagerly grabbed the food from him before shooing him out of the room with a quick thanks. 

I munched on the fruit, somehow knowing that Paul had picked it up specifically for me, while Brie finished my hair. After that, we took five to finish eating and so Brie could start on her own makeup. Scrolling through social media I couldn’t help but laugh seeing the chiclets page’s latest update on Instagram. 

Brie was much faster with her makeup than I could probably ever be and so it wasn’t long before she was digging through my bag and her own figuring out what she was going to do to enhance my look for the night. We talked about her and Ryan’s baby boy who was at home with his grandparents and I couldn’t help but smile thinking about that sort of future with my own baby. It was definitely going to be hard, everything she dealt with when Ryan was on the road would be my life all the time but I loved this baby so much that I couldn’t wait. 

By the time she finished with my makeup, we had about ten minutes before we needed to leave and Ryan had already come banging on the door once to insist that we were ready on time. 

Thankfully, with Brie’s help it didn’t take me more than a minute or two to change from the button down and shorts into my dress. With my bump in the way, putting on my shoes took me a little longer but we were still ready to go and grabbing clutches with a couple of minutes to spare. 

Brie left the room ahead of me and I heard her murmur something to the guys but when I stepped out of the room I wasn’t prepared for the reaction I received. Immediately my ears were met with teasing catcalls coming from RA and Whit. When I looked up, Grinnell wasn’t even paying attention but Paul’s eyes were focused directly on me. Brie smirked at me and motioned to the silly little grin on Paul’s face while she worked on fixing her husband’s tie. If asked, I wouldn’t admit that my heart skipped a beat at the way Paul was looking at me, his eyes soft with a twinkle I’d never noticed before. Still, when he didn’t say anything I was worried that he didn’t like the dress or something. 

“So…?” I whispered softly, trying not to bite my lip and ruin my lipstick. Hearing my voice, Paul blinked rapidly for a moment before striding across the room toward me, his hand falling to my hip. 

“Wow...you look wow.” He breathed, dropping a kiss to my forehead as he looked me up and down. “You look incredible.” He eventually added, a lazy, happy grin taking over his face. A warmth spread through my entire body at his words, but before I could comment on how well he cleaned up, Whit was practically dragging us out the door declaring that we were going to be late. 

Chapter 7 Outfit:

[blackdahlia-parker]

Can you write something with noen... Idk what but something just heart meltingly cute. Like sitting on his lap while he was live reacting to that bf ASMR 😂 (if you didn't see it it's on YouTube and it's really funny lmao) thanks in advance ❤️

Boyfriend ASMR- Noen Eubanks x female reader

A/n: I really hope that you like this and this is similar to what you requested. I’m sorry if it’s a bit short. I know my writing isn’t great but I hope you all enjoy regardless 💓 also I’d never seen Neon’s live video that you were on about before today as I’m more of a Chase fan, I really hope I did it justice though 👍🏽.

Warnings: fluff. Pure fluff.🙂

Your boyfriend Noen also known as one of tiktok biggest ‘eboys’ was going live for his fans. You being one of your boyfriends biggest fans wanted to be there to hear everything like the others that were going to be watching him live through their phone screens. You felt so lucky that you could be there to experience it in real life. You were his girlfriend. Before he went live you walked over to him where he was sitting on his bed in his room. He had his headphones on currently ready for going live so he didn’t hear you enter his room. You slowly crept up behind him and gave him a quick scare. “God!” He flinched and you scaring him caused him to throw his headphones from his head to check what it was. You laughed. He turned and saw you. “Y/nnnn” he complained and looked at you with fake angry eyes. But couldn’t keep them like that for long as his eyes changed quite quickly to look more like a doe’s eyes as you stared at him deeply. He was so cute. His light blond, long, middle part hair flopped down over his eyes. He shifted all the way back on his bed so he was sitting with his back to the wall. “Come here and sit” he asked you, while opening his arms wide to ready to embrace you and he patted his lap. His computer was in front of the bed so everyone would still be able to see him. You say on his lap comfortably, facing forward and he wrapped his arms tightly around your waist from behind. You layed your head on his shoulder. And closed your eyes for a few seconds. You could smell the cinnamon shampoo he’d used on his hair. It was a lush smell. You felt so cozy with him in this moment. You opened your eyes slightly and spoke, “what are you gonna do on live tonight?” You whispered in his ear. He turned his head and whispered back in your ear as your head was still on his shoulder. “Boyfriend ASMR” he said. Your eyes widened as you burst out laughing and sat up a little, tuning to look at him. “Phhhaaa, you what?” You couldn’t believe what he’d just said. “Boyfriend ASMR” he repeated again. “Reacting to one obviously. Not making one because your the only girl who gets to be my boyfriend” aww he was so cute. You weren’t even questioning that about it. Bet he felt like he needed to clarify anyway. “So your fans want you to react to someone off you tube, pretending to be your boyfriend?” He chuckled. “Yeah pretty much”. With you smiled and put your head on his shoulder once again. Because he’d started singing that tiktok song to you. “Put your head on my shoulderrrr....” he was such a goof ball. With that he leaned forward slightly (you still huddled up on his lap) and pressed a button on his computer allowing him to go live in a few seconds time. He leaned back with you. You were both on sight on the computers screen for everyone to see. You grabbed Noen’s cheeks and squished them in your hands. He scrunched his nose in an adorable way in response to your action. You quickly let go of his cheeks as your saw that you both were now live on screen. “Hi guys” your boyfriend began to talk to his fans on live. But it was too late. Thousands of fans had already seen you and your boyfriends cute antics.

olivia_xx_starr goalsss 😍 xlilhuddy 🤮 ewww guys. Y/n has stolen my guy. Nelly_belly2002 faves. Noen’s nose scrunch though....so cute!!

Loads of comments were already coming through they were all so positive and supportive of your relationship with Noen. As soon as you saw Chase’s comment however, you giggled. Noen spoke in the directions of the computer. Thousands of comments still coming though. “I’m going to be reacting to the boyfriend ASMR as you guys requested. Y’all, I’m not ready for this but imma just go with it haha” He still has his arms around you as you spoke, “yeah he’s secretly always wanted a boyfriend” you joked. He play fully punched you to the side but you manège to stay on his lap. He knew you were joking though. The comment section began to blow up again. “Don’t listen to her guys, she’s only kidding.....well.....” you stared at him faking a shocked face, mouth wide. And with that he leaned forward once again and pressed play on a boyfriend ASMR video on YouTube. He guy on the video began to speak. You and the fans listened intently as he began the weirdest little conversations with the virtual online ‘boyfriend’.

After a while, the mixture of you leaning against your boyfriend and the whispered ASMR was so peaceful it made your eyes begin to flutter shut. But as soon as you heard your boyfriend respond to one of the guys questions ‘what’s wrong?’ You opened your eyes and burst out laughing. You couldn’t hold it in. “I smoked crack. I want more crack” Noen had said. You then picked up your boyfriends hand and kissed it. He did the same back to you and lightly began stroking your hand softly before placing it down on his lap and going back to hugging you. People were going crazy at this.

elsie04x oh my god 🥺. I want a relationship like this!sam_brownnnnn want want want 😩

You noticed as he placed his hand on yours that he’d now painted his nails a stunning shade of purple. Coincidentally the ASMR boy was now saying; “did you paint your nails?” To which Noen replied, “ohh yes I did actually. Did you notice the purple?” and he lifted his hand at the same time pretending to show the guy his painted nails. “Is this what you do when your sad?” The fake boyfriend ‘asked’ him. To which your boyfriend replied “what—no. It’s what I do when I smoke crack. Isn’t that right y/n, you know don’t you?” It was at that point you lost it. You were quite literally in tears of pure joyful laughter. And just as you’d guessed the comments were filled with loads of laughing emojis.

lexy-days32 Noeeeen, quit it with the crack joke already!!! I’m dying here 😂😂p.s I love you really 💓xlilhuddy we love a bit of crack don’t we Eubanks 🙌🏽

Your boyfriend by now had finished reacting to the whole video and you felt really sleepy. As Noen said goodbye to his fans through the screen your eyes began to flicker shut. You could not stay awake. Just before Noen waved bye to everyone he pointed at you struggling to stay awake, still beaming on his shoulder. And once again there were hundreds of comments consisting of “🥺” this time around. Your eyes had completely shut by now as Noen reached over to turn his computer off carefully trying not to wake you as you were still huddled in his lap. After it was off he reached for the light and switched that off too. Although you were asleep you felt strong arms around you and smelt cinnamon again. Your boyfriend lowered you both down into a lying position on the bed and grabbed the blanket to put over you. You both snuggled together and fell asleep peacefully.

A/n: thanks for reading , I will try and do the rest of your requests when I can hopefully 👍🏽

[the-gray-ghosty]

LLoyd dyes his hair/sibling fluff

so I have seen the idea where LLoyd dyes his hair, and decided i’d write about it but with some sibling fluff added in. (Mostly Lloyd, Nya, and Skylar.) Enjoy!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Skylar’s POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“What colors do you want?” Skylar asks Lloyd, looking at all of the options of hair dye.

“I think that sky blue is pretty,” Nya says, pointing at the light blue dye on the shelf,  

“But you can do whatever you want.” Nya says with a kind smile. 

Lloyd picks up the blue she brought up and puts it in the basket Skylar is holding. He then grabs a green bottle from the shelf and looks at it. 

“I like this one, it's bright.” Lloyd says as he looks at the girls. “What do you think?” 

“I think it's great!” Skylar says as she puts it in the basket. She loves the color green on Lloyd, and is glad he is also going for blue. It will look pretty damn cool. 

“Now we need gloves and a shower cap. I'll get the cap, you guys want to go find the gloves?” Skylar asks the two ninjas. They both nod and walk away. Skylar laughs to herself as she sees the clock on the wall of the convenience store they are at. It reads 12:34am. Nya and Skylar were having a sleepover when they had both woken up to screaming coming from Lloyd's room. They rushed in and found him having a terrible nightmare. Nya woke him up and tried to calm him down, for he often has mental breakdowns after nightmares this bad. After they calmed him down Nya whispered to her how they should distract him and Skylar mentioned hair-dying. That's how they ended up here. She wasn’t upset though. She would do Anything for Lloyd, especially after he saved her (and carried her halfway across Ninjago) during their fight with the colossus. 

She turns the corner to see Lloyd and Nya physically wrestling for a bag. It’s a  neon pink shower cap. Lloyd looks up from where he is laying on the ground and quickly jumps up, muttering something about stupid pink shower caps. 

“You gotta help me Skylar,” he says breathlessly while Nya stands in triumph behind him. 

“Nya wants me to wear a pink shower cap and I really don't want to.” he starts to smile, then laughs. Skylar knows that he really doesn't care, it's more for fun and his pride. 

“Awwww I think you would look beautiful in it Lloyd, and that's 2 out of 3 votes so sorry bud.” she says with a shit-eating grin. Lloyd laughs and puts the cap in the basket.  They walk up to the counter, passing the candy aisle. Skylar pretends to not notice when Lloyd gets a handful of candy bars into the basket, smiling like a little kid. He kinda is a little kid, she thinks sadly, remembering the tea. 

The dude at the counter looks half asleep, and surprised they are there, which is weird because Lloyd and Nya fighting for the cap was definitely not quiet. 

They walk out into the dark street with their bags, and Skylar slightly shivers from the crisp air. Lloyd hands her his sweatshirt, which she realizes isn't his sweatshirt as she puts it on. 

“Is this Coles?” she asks, pointing to the symbol of earth on the back. 

“Yea, I took it from him.” Lloyd says with a smug grin. 

“He has very comfy hoodies.” Nya adds on. “I steal his sweatpants too.”

Both laugh at that, and  Skylar giggles. 

Lloyd and Nya create their power dragons and Skylar jumps on the dragon with Lloyd, and they fly for about 15 minutes up to the monastery.

~~~~~~~~time skip~~~~~~~~~~~~nobody’s POV~~~~~~~~~~~~

After they sneaked back into the monastery they settled in Nya’s bedroom/bathroom. They all know Nya has the biggest bathroom so that’s where it would be best to dye Lloyd’s hair. 

“I'm so excited!” Lloyd exclaims happily while setting up the dyes on the counter. He adds-

“I’ve always wanted to dye my hair!” and Nya rubs his golden locks and snorts.

“What do you think Kai’s reaction will be? And Wu, and everyone else?” she asks the two others smiling. Lloyd and Skylar start laughing, both imagining everyone’s reactions. 

Nya then claps her hands together and dramatically exclaims;

“Well Lloyd, you ready to become beautiful?” 

“I'm already beautiful, but hell yea!” Skylar snorts at that response from the green ninja. 

Skylar squeezes each bottle of dye (green and blue) into their seperate bowls while Nya makes Lloyd sit in the big chair in front of the mirror and she starts sectioning off his hair. 

“I guess after this the boys won't be able to call you Rapunzel anymore.”

 Nya laughs at Skylar’s comment and shakes her head. 

“The boys and their dumb nicknames, I swear.” she mutters, snickering. 

Skylar turns on Nya’s music speaker and turns on auto-play for some background sound, then walks over and helps Nya section off Lloyd's hair. 

~~~~~~~~~~time skip~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Too late to turn back now, green-bean.” Nya states excitedly as she starts dying his hair. Nya was painting with the green dye while Skylar was painting with the blue dye. They had bought gloves and rubber bands at the store also, the bands were around sections telling each girl where to dye what color. 

Lloyd slightly clears his throat and starts talking to the girls;

“To be honest, I'm really excited. I have been wanting a change for a while, and this is so fun! It's also...it's really nice of you guys to do this for me. I know it's really late, and...thanks.”

“Aww Lloyd you are so sweet! I would give you a hug but my hands are kind of covered in blue so you will get hugged later.'' Skylar says with a laugh. Nya nods in harmony. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~time skip~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Ready to rinse it out?” 

“Hell yes!” Lloyd cries as he jumps up off the chair and runs over to the bathtub, where he turns on the water. It's been an hour of sitting, waiting for the dye to sink in. Nya walks over and scrubs the back of his head. There is soooo much dye coming out of his hair, running into the tub. 

“FSM this better not stain my bathtub.” Nya mutters. Lloyd chitters at that. 

After about 15 minutes of Lloyd rinsing off his hair, he sits back into the chair and Skylar grabs the blow dryer.

Skylar combs and dries his hair, and Nya sits on the counter and watches. Lloyd is faced away from the mirror because he insisted it had to be a surprise.

“Whether it's a good surprise or a bad surprise, I don't know” he says with a laugh and a huge smile on his face. 

It’s now about 3:30am, and it's a surprise none of the other ninjas have woken up. They aren't really being that quiet, Lloyd thinks, listening to the Katy Perry coming out of the speaker. 

“And...we’re done!” Skylar exclaims as Nya and Lloyd cheer. 

“Are you ready to see your hair?” 

“Heck yes!” Lloyd declared and spun the chair around. 

“WOAH THIS IS SO AWESOME!!” Lloyd jumps up and runs his hands through his now green and blue hair. 

“I LOVE IT!!” he cries out as he snatches both Skylar and Nya in a hug. 

“Thank you both, you are amazing; the best sisters I could ever ask for.” Skylar beams with happiness at that comment, and Nya giggles. 

“Well I don't know about any of you, but I am dead tired,” Nya starts to say, watching Lloyd play with his new colored hair. 

“Do you guys wanna hit the sack?” 

Skylar nods and turns off the lights in the bathroom. 

“We can clean up tomorrow.'' Lloyd tittered at that and started walking to the door. 

Nya jumps up. “Wait, why don't you sleep in here with us?” 

Lloyd turns to face her as Skylar adds; 

“Yes we have a mattress in the closet, here let me-” she jumps up and runs into the closet, pulling out a foam mattress and some blankets. Lloyd absolutely beams. 

“Thanks guys, this means so much” he states as he lays down on the make-shift bed, knowing that he wont have any more nightmares tonight. 

“Honestly though I can’t wait for everyone's reactions, we will have to make a plan tomorrow to show them.'' Skylar says while giggling. “Goodnight guys.” She hears 2 responses and falls asleep. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~morning, 9am~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

~~~~~~Lloyd’s POV~~~~~~~

Lloyd wakes up to giggling and realizes he isn't in his own bed. He panics, then remembers what happened last night. He rolls over and sees his sisters laying on Nya’s bed watching TV. 

“Morning girls! He cheerfully exclaims as they both jump, neither had noticed he was awake. 

Nya sits up and smiles at the boy with colored hair. 

“I'm sooooo excited to show the team!” Nya says quickly, and Skylar and Lloyd both laugh in agreement. 

“We need to make a plan, are they all awake yet?” he asks the girls.

“Yes, they are all awake. Zane came up and asked us if you wanted to play videogames with them but we refused. We told him you were still sleeping.'' Skylar tells Lloyd as he stands up and stretches. 

“They are all in the video game room, even Wu.-” Skylar gasps. “What if Nya and I went down and watched them play, totally normal right? Then you come down and just sit down next to us, like nothing is wrong? You know how they get with videogames, we should see how long it takes them to notice!” Lloyd snorts and starts laughing at this idea. 

“Hell yes, that is what we are doing.” 

Both Nya and Skylar have huge grins on their faces as they walk downstairs and sit on the farthest away couch from the couch the other ninja are on in the gaming room. A couple of the guys say good morning, (Cole, Zane and Jay) but none of the others really notice they are there.

That's when chaos starts. When Lloyd walks in.

It was fine when he first walked in, saying good morning. He walks in front of the other boy’s couch and goes to sit with Nya. Cole is the first to notice. He doubles back, staring at Lloyd, then bursts out laughing. Zane and Jay turn to see what he is laughing at and see it. Zane isn't fazed, just says;

“Cool look!” While Jay on the other hand jumps up and runs to Lloyd, grabbing a handful of his now green/blue hair, saying

“OH MY GoSH THIS IS SO COOL! WHEN DID YOU DO THIS???” to which Nya responds with;

“Last night.” with a smug grin and Skylar nods. 

Wu had just put a hand on his forehead and looked either disappointed or trying not to smile. Actually, Lloyd thought, he looked both. 

That’s when Kai ran over, and saw. He looks like he’s about to pass out. That's what makes Lloyd lose it. The look on Kai’s face of confusion. He is laughing so hard there are tears in his eyes and the girls are giggling as well.

After the chaos slows down, Lloyd answers the big questions; 

“We did it last night, around 3am I think.” he responds, looking at Nya for confirmation, she nods, saying that yes it was around 3am. That's when Jay noticed something. 

“Wait, green and blue? That's my color! Does that mean I'm your favorite brother?” Kai then jumps up and retorts; “Obviously I'm his favorite brother.”  The two start bickering, but not meanly, more like brotherly-arguing. 

Lloyd steps in and stops the argument by saying

“Actually if the blue stands for anyone here it's Nya.” Nya beams and looks at the boys with a look that says “Ha Ha Ha I Win!” Lloyd snickers.  

Lloyd gets many more nicknames from his brothers after dying his hair, but he loves how colorful it is. And a few months after it wore out, he went to his sisters for help dying it again, this time pink.

[brokenmusicboxwolfe]

I haven't read anything from you for some days. How are you? :)

I appreciate you asking, and I know I haven’t been my usual rambling self on here. I’m alright, but just haven’t had the zip for writing. Three reasons really.

1) Busy!- Yeah, what else is new! LOL That new section of tree falling on Mom’s house, the lock on that house breaking, the fact I hadn’t cut the brush under the powerline to this house in a year and now vines had nearly reached it, trying to figure out the computer problems so I can get new pics off my camera, protecting the cats from a mysterious something that literally tore apart one of them, etc (you REALLY don’t want me listing it all) had me constantly working on “things” on top of all the previous “things” that were still being worked on. 

Yesterday I had worn myself so down that when I took my ankle braces off I found myself unconsciously doung this thing I do when I’m really hurting of walking on the sides of my feet. It hurts less BUT it isn’t as stable, so what happened? I stumbled walking the plank into my room! Oh, I bounce well and didn’t fal into the “pit of despair” so I wasn’t injured at all by the fall, but it is a sign of how tired I was. AND I still had to go cook my meal! LOL 

2) Lack of sleep!- Again, it sounds like “What else is new?” But actually my sleeping has gotten worse. The causes vary from night to night. Sometimes worries, sometimes breathing problems, sometimes I have a very hard time getting myself to go to bed, sometimes it’s itchy poison ivy and bug bites, sometimes it’s “This damn bed refuses to cozy tonight!”... but whatever, not falling asleep until 3am, waking up again at 5am, lying awake until 9am, and then sleeping again until noon isn’t fun.

So I’m been trying to not write when I’m wanting to be asleep. This means no more insomnia writing (though I have a few still in drafts before I stopped letting myself do it) and no more writing just before bed.  Also I’ve been tired enough that stringing words together sounds exhausting! LOL

3) Mood- Umm...how should I put this? “I am sick of the human race”? “The stupidity of people drains me”? “Every day, maybe even more during all these supposedly encouraging all-in-this-together pandemic posts, I am become more aware of just how outside of society I already am”? I dunno.

To be honest, that’s a whole post in itself. I’ll give you the gist..

All my life I’ve realized my brain is wired oddly, that I see things different that others, and that even my life is highly atypical. I used to think one day I’d discover a place, or at least people, where I belong. For the last few years I’ve been working to accept the fact I actually fit nowhere and that this is okay. 

My key method of coping with this has always been to assume that people are smarter than they seem and always capable of so much more. Lack of perception was a lack of looking, of being distracted. Lack of understanding was simply not having the information broken down in basic and relatable ways.

 It wasn’t discounting my differences, but seeing them as just a minor thing. Yes I notice things that others don’t, spot the patterns, can tell you the shock twist ending of a movie 20min in...but so what. I see things differently, but you can say the same about literal sight. Just give them some metaphorical glasses and they could see like me...

Not that anyone wants to, just that they could.

 Who would want to always be the one the one that when it’s said “everyone thinks” or “everyone feels” or “everyone knows” has to go “Um, well, I don’t”. 

The weird one. 

The odd one. 

The strange one. 

The one that sees everything in shadings and nuances  when the world expects binary answers.

The action hero takes of pf the bookish girl’s glasses and says “Why Miss Jones, you’re beautiful!” She’s blind as a bat, but she never wears the glasses again because now she’s won the hunk, and being alone was really no fun.

People weren’t stupid, they just had the sense to belong instead. 

But now it’s “You know what? Most people, even “smart” ones, are fuckin’ stupid! And if I really am usually smart, resourceful, etc, then that’s the most terrifying thing imaginable!”

No really. Over my life people have commented about me being smart, resourceful, honest, kind, sweet (geez, really?), insightful, and so many things that sound lovely but have a disturbing element. I assumed I wasn’t being exceptional when these things were said, but only doing whatever was in my nature. If these things are considered notable and praiseworthy in me, does mean most people can’t even meet the low bar I’m easily stepping over?

Put simply, if I am smart, them just HOW stupid are most people? 

And recently it’s gotten to where everywhere I turn I see it. Misinformation and pseudo science, missing the point right in front of them, not seeing or understanding the other, assuming without any facts, all absolutes and rage...

I mean, the human race is facing a pandemic and they still can’t fucking work TOGETHER! That’s the best example of the collective stupidity of the human race since...oh, climate change which we’ve done such a GREAT job in dealing with.

Look, Trumpland obviously is a factor, but even in attempts at escapism I get slammed into it. I almost never to get to go “ YES! That’s it! That’s how I feel/think/live (delete as applicable)!” When I do the fandoms tend to insist I am wrong in my own personal take, not just “well, I see it differently, but cool you do” but “you are WRONG, I will prove my version is canon so you have to stop liking it that way!”. There is no place for me in fandoms either.

Recently I’ve begun to get really irritated and fed up. 

I mean, growing up I used to beg to know “Why can’t they see???” when something was blindingly obvious to me that no one seemed to get. Back then I turned it on myself. How could I get them to see? I’d cry because they would constantly let me know I wasn’t like them. I had several people calling me their best friend despite the fact they didn’t understand me at all. Everybody is different, just some of us are more different. It didn’t make me angry at them, just made me wonder what was wrong with me.

But now I find myself getting angry out of proportion to the trigger. 

Take a this from a few months back. I heard a guy in a podcast, in relation to some movie, saying that if faced with god they would never dare be critical of any horrors of the world because you never disagree with god to it’s face. But he wasn’t just speaking for himself but said no one would. I got angry, really, REALLY angry, because you know what you do when faced with an unjust and cruel god? You fuckin’ spit in their eye! You don’t yield to monsterousness because the monster is powerful, you fight back! You blow up the goddamn death star (repeatedly if necessary)! 

I didn’t get angry because he was saying he was a coward or because he pragmatically would sacrifice morality for survival. I wasn’t even angry because that’s the kind of thinking that lets dicators and bullies hold power. I was angry because he assumed everyone would agree with him and that people like me don’t exist.

I do exist. 

I know my reactions and views are frequently atypical. I know I notice things others don’t. I know my lifestyle is peculiar.  I know I don’t really fit anywhere and never will. My brain is just wired up in a rather strange way.

 I know everything that makes me odd, but I just don’t like having to constantly be reminded.

But right now I am reminded every time I look at or listen to anything. Yes, even posts on Tumblr. 

Frankly, the human race breaks by heart. 

I end up angry, sad, lonely and intensely frustrated. I kinda want to avoid writing in this mood. (Which I obviously just did! LOL)

Sorry I rambled so much. Guess I made up for a lack of posting with this rant! LOL

[bakugousmyboy]

Can I request a dumb Bakugou scenario where he's out shopping where he runs into his crush who is panicking. He;s never seen them outside of class unless in a hero costume so he doesn't know people say s/o has bad taste but has to go to some family thing and has to dress up and he kind of self inserts himself as a public opinion which leads to seeing their insecure side and lots of yelling until they end up wearing something that blows him away. I just want to see the yelling. s.o's shy but loud

Bakugou Katsuki: Jaw-dropping

Hello dear Anon! Thanks for being my first request! Also, thank you for this prompt you lovely creature… Ask & you shall receive. It was actually a little trying but I hope you enjoy it!

He didn’t know why in the hell his mother decided she needed a gallon of glue at 11 A.M. on a Saturday but hey, who was he to question her? So there he was, in the heat, getting more agitated by the minute. Why the actual fuck did people move slower when it was hot outside? Shouldn’t the heat give them more incentive to walk faster so they could get to someplace air conditioned? Apparently not today because god the man in front of him was sure taking his damn time.

Bakugou quickly went around the man & once his view was clear of the lumbering idiot his eyes landed on a familiar figure a little further down the sidewalk standing outside of a dress clothes parlor. What was the hell were you doing there? And what the hell were you wearing? 

As he got closer he noticed your face was a picture of pure distress. A little concerned, he approached you & greeted you with a gruff “Hey.” You whirled around, clearly startled by his unexpected appearance. Rose quickly colored your cheeks. “Oh, hello Bakugou! Out & about today I see?” He glanced off to the side if only to spare himself of having to notice how cute you were when you blushed. “Yeah Mom needed some glue so here I am.” Your face twisted in confusion, “Glue?” His eyes cut back to your face, “Yeah I’m not sure why myself. What are you out for?” A horrified, flustered look settle on your face as soon as the question left his lips & he almost regretted asking. “Ah well, see I’ve got a uh, more formal family event to go to next weekend & I don’t have anything to wear so I came here to find something. But to be honest I’m a little intimidated, usually when I go shopping on my own my parents will say something like I have a “unique taste” but I know they just mean I’m awful with clothes, which I know is true but I really wanna impress the everyone this year but oh god I’m rambling I’m so sorry.” Your mouth quickly snapped shut & your face was burning again. 

He quirked an eyebrow “Want me to help?” Your eyes were the size of dinner plates, “Huh?” His brows furrowed slightly, “I said I can help you dumbass.” You blinked slowly as if processing the thought. “Would you? Wait but I couldn’t ask you to do that! Doesn’t your mom need her… questionable amount of glue?” He almost barked a laugh at the glue comment but held it in. “Glue can wait. I wouldn’t have offered to help if I didn’t want to. Take it or leave it.” A smile split your face, “It would be much appreciated!” God why did you have to smile like that? “Alright, then we’re wasting time, c’mon.” He held the door open for you as you wandered in with a look of childlike wonder. 

You were quickly approached by a worker who gave you a general layout of the store including the dressing rooms & a few hesitant recommendations after she looked your outfit up & down. Why did you think that mustard yellow & mint green looked good together? You walked ahead of him & strolled through the sections grabbing things you liked & by the time you reached the dressing rooms your arms were full & you looked giddy with excitement at all the colorful fabrics in your arms. Bakugou, figuring something like this would happen grabbed some clothes he thought would look good on you along the way.

You looked at him with a smile & an expectant look, which at first confused him until it clicked. “You don’t need my fucking permission to try clothes on! Go on! I’ll be here.” His sudden rise in voice didn’t phase you, it never really had, but the words themselves caused your face to redden. You gave a stuttered reply, “O-oh right. Sorry.” He gave a sigh, “Don’t apologize idiot just get going.” You gave an excited nod & rushed into the dressing room. 

After a few minutes of bored glancing around the shop, the dressing room door swung open & he wanted to scream. There you stood, wearing the poofiest hot pink monstrosity he’d ever laid eyes on. He almost couldn’t bring himself to speak. “What the ever living fuck are you wearing?!” Your shoulders slumped, “I liked the vibrancy.” He paused before giving a response, “That’s not vibrancy that’s eye assault. Try a different one.” You huffed & went back into the small room.

The next outfit was almost as bad as the first. Rough, baggy dirt brown cloth hung loosely from your frame. He placed his hands together & pointed them at your outfit. “Are you trying to convince them you have good taste or that you’re auditioning to be a beggar in some shitty low budget medieval movie?” You groaned & glared at him, “If you don’t want me to look like a beggar then stop roasting me & give me some advice! That’s what you’re here for remember!” He smirked, “I thought you’d never asked,” he tossed you his choice & made shooing gestures “now go on! Try it on!” 

Your eyebrows furrowed, “Really? You’ve had this the whole time & didn’t think to offer it to me? Asshole.” He snorted, “You never asked.” You opened your mouth to retaliate but he quickly cut you off. “Don’t argue you little shit. You’ve got it now quit bitchin’ & go try it on!” You gave him a glare & a pout but went into the room anyway. He decided you weren’t allowed to pout anymore, he’d just decided it was illegal. It was too cute & therefore no longer acceptable.

He waited with his head in his hands, he wouldn’t admit it but the heat had drained some of his energy. All that energy returned & then some when he saw you step out wearing the outfit that he’d picked out. He’d known it’d look good but goddamn this was something else. It hugged you in all the right ways while still looking comfortable. The colors corresponding wonderfully with your eyes & hair. You were looking at the ground, uncertain of how he’d react but chanced a glance up when you didn’t receive a snarky comment. His eyes were wide & his jaw could’ve touched the ground, but even with the eye contact he didn’t respond. 

“H-how do I look?” He couldn’t tear his eyes away & his response came out a rather soft, “Breathtaking.” Your eyes widened, had you just heard that right? “What?” He seemed to snap out of it. He cleared his throat before responding, “Oh, uh, you, you look good. I like it. Whaddya think?” You gave a shy smile while looking at the carpeted floor. “I like it too. At first, I was uncertain because of it’s a little more form-fitting than I’m used to & I’m not terribly fond of how I look but, yeah I like it. Thank you so much Bakugou, it means a lot.” You shot him a beaming smile & he swore his heart stopped. “You’re not terribly fond of how you look? The hell is that bullshit? You’re perfect so don’t think dumb shit like that.” Your face reddened & you shot back into the dressing room.

After you got done at the checkout you both went your separate ways, Bakugou with his glue in hand. You bid him a safe trip home & told him you’d send him a picture when you were less of a mess. He bid you a safe trip as well & started for home. Man, was his mom gonna be pissed.

A week later he was asleep face down in bed, a sprawled out mess, when his phone went off. It startled him awake, startled quickly changed to pissed. Who dare wake him up this early on a Saturday? He unlocked his phone to find a picture of you wearing the outfit he’d picked, which was quickly becoming his favorite outfit on you. Not a hair out of place & not a wrinkle to be seen. You had a shy smile & one arm behind your back. Words below the picture read “Good?” He quickly shot a response, “Yeah amazing” followed by, “They won’t know what hit em.” He grinned to himself. Damn, he had good taste.

~REQUESTS ARE OPEN~

[avengersnthings]

Braid (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Request: hello, i love your writing btw. may i request a fluffy bucky x reader fic? maybe bucky's hair is getting long so he and the reader spend time doing each others' hair?

Requested By: Anonymous 

Word Count: 1, 795

Warnings: Slight Swearing, Fluff

A/N: Hello, everyone! So sorry this is being posted so late for the anon that requested it. Also, thank you for your comment, anon! I’m also sorry if the ending sucks. Just so you know, (E/C) means “eye color.” If you would like to be added to my Tag List, just let me know. Anyways, I hope you enjoy!

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MASTERLIST

Warm sunlight filtered in through the blinds on the window, casting a yellow haze across the room. It was a quiet Saturday morning, one where not even Steve was awake, training early in the morning. In all of the rooms in the compound, large and small, it was quiet. The only sound to break the peaceful silence was the occasional snore that sounded from behind closed doors, where resting Avengers peacefully slept. It was on this quiet Saturday morning where we found Bucky, shockingly asleep in his bed next to you. The peacefully sleeping man next to you was sprawled out on his stomach, hair splayed messily across his face and pillow alike. Every once in a while, soft snores emitted from Bucky, causing you to stir in your sleep. You awoke, blearily blinking the sleep from your eyes as you stretched. Sighing at the feeling of your limbs stretching out the sleep from within them, you lazily smiled as you looked at Bucky next to you, who continued to blow a piece of hair out of his face with every exhaled breath.

Sitting up in bed, you crossed your legs underneath you as you watched the sleeping form of Bucky. With every breath his chest moved slowly up and down, stretching and un-stretching the red henley that was clad to his form. Your eyes traveled down Bucky’s body, admiring how peacefully he slept. Bucky, noticing the absence of your warmth next to his body, sleepily reached out his hand, searching for your warmth. Metal hand touching your thigh, Bucky smiled in his sleep, happy to have found you. A smile began to grow on your face at the thought of Bucky wanting you close-by, even in sleep. The metal hand traveled up your thigh and wrapped around your waist before tugging you into his side. A small shriek escaped your lips as you were quickly dragged down next to Bucky. Shifting onto his side, Bucky laid his head on your stomach as his arms wrapped around your waist, trying to get as close to you as he could.

Smiling down at the man snuggled into your torso, your hands absentmindedly made their way to his chocolate brown locks. Brushing out the tangles in his hair that were created from sleep, you carded your fingers through his locks as he sighed out happily, still asleep. The gentle brushing through his hair soon turned into braiding as your fingers worked three strands of his hair around themselves. Quickly braiding and unbraiding his hair, your thoughts drifted off as you looked upon your sleeping Bucky. 

Bucky, feeling the gentle tugs on his hair, slowly awoke from his peaceful sleep. Snuggling further into your stomach, Bucky breathed in your sweet scent.

“Doll,” Bucky’s raspy morning voice broke through the silence. “What are you doing?”

“Braiding your hair,” You hummed, pulling out the recently made braid. Picking up a section near his forehead, you began to French braid his hair.

Sighing at the feeling of you tugging on his hair, Bucky smiled to himself as you continued to braid his hair. Satisfied with the French braid produced, you grabbed the hair band from around your wrist and secured the braid at the nape of his neck. 

Turning over onto his back, Bucky rested his head in your lap as you sat up. (E/C) eyes meeting his crystal blue ones, Bucky lazily smiled up at you. 

“Morning, Beautiful,” Bucky mumbled, admiring the way that your hair fell so beautifully into your face. 

“Morning, Handsome,” You replied, ducking your head down to meet Bucky’s. Lips meeting yours, Bucky happily sighed at the taste of your lips. He could just taste the strawberry-flavored chapstick that you applied the night before. Completely in a bliss, Bucky chased after your lips as you pulled away.

“Hey,” He said defiantly, pushing himself up into a sitting position. “I wasn’t quite finished with you yet.”

A smile erupting onto your face at his words, you shook your head in amusement as you leaned back in to press a lingering kiss onto Bucky’s lips.

“Much better,” Bucky breathed out as you pulled away. Legs crossing underneath him, Bucky’s hand reached out to cup your face. Resting your cheek on his palm, you looked at Bucky through your lashes as his metal hand tucked a piece of hair behind your ear. 

“So beautiful,” He murmured, placing a soft kiss on your nose causing your face to scrunch up.

“Buck,” You laughed as you felt heat creep onto your cheeks. “Stop it.”

“What?” He chuckled, picking your hand up with his. “I can’t help it that you are so beautiful and that you do things to me.” With the last few words, he smirked at you suggestively as you felt a tidal wave of embarrassment hit you.

“Buck!” You shouted as you pushed against his chest. Falling back onto the bed laughing, Bucky pulled you along with him, causing you to fall onto his chest. Arms circling around your back, Bucky smiled up at you as you huffed out in embarrassment.

“You’re cute when you get flustered,” Bucky mused, catching your lips with his. Smiling into the kiss, Bucky’s arms loosened around you. Seeing this as your chance, you quickly sat up, breaking the kiss. Sitting on his hips, you straddle Bucky as he looks up at you. 

“I could get used to this,” Bucky smirked, causing the embarrassment to rush back over you. 

“Whatever, Barnes,” You joked, rolling your eyes at the man underneath you. Eyes glancing at the bedside clock, you decide that you need breakfast as your stomach growls. “C’mon, I need food.” 

Shifting off of him, you felt the coldness of the hardwood floor hit your feet as you stood up. Groaning, Bucky realizes that he can’t stay in bed with you all day, no matter how much he wants to. Following you, Bucky gets up and makes his way to the connected bathroom where you already were brushing your teeth. Grabbing his own toothbrush, he put toothpaste on it and began brushing his teeth next to you. Smiling into the mirror at the sight of you two, Bucky’s eyes travel towards his hair where he sees exactly what you did for the first time. 

“Wha-di-you-do?” Bucky mumbled as he continued to brush his teeth.

“Wha-?” You also mumbled, looking at Bucky through the mirror as you brushed your teeth. Eyes rolling at the two of you trying to converse while brushing your teeth, Bucky quickly spit out the remaining toothpaste.

“I said, ‘what did you do?’”

Spitting out your own toothpaste into the sink, you looked up at Bucky. “I French braided it. Why?”

“I like it,” Bucky said, admiring your work. Smirking at Bucky, you grabbed your phone that was resting on the counter and took a picture of the back of his head to show him. Eyes widening at the picture, he looked up at you.

“You did this?”

“Yeah. Pretty cool, right?”

“Yes,” Bucky said as he gently patted the braid. “Very cool. Will you teach me how to do this?”

“Really?” You mused as you walked out of the bathroom towards your dresser. Following suit, Bucky began to pull his clothes out of his dresser and started to get changed.

“Yeah. I want to learn. This looks a lot more secure than the usual bun I put it in for training,”

Pulling your shirt over your head, you nodded at Bucky. “Okay,” You laughed as you grabbed his hand. “Now c’mon. I’m hungry.”

Pulling him out of your shared bedroom, you made your way to the kitchen to find the rest of the Avengers already there. Sitting down at the table, you watched Bucky as he grabbed both of your favorite cereals. Feeling a swift kick to your leg, you looked up at Nat and glared at her.

‘Did you do that?’ She mouthed, pointing at Bucky’s braid. You nodded at her, causing her to smile. ‘I like it. But wait until Sam sees.’

And speaking of the devil, the sleepy soldier trudged into the room, followed by an even larger sleepy soldier. Sam glanced at Bucky before doing a double-take.

“Man, what the hell did you do to your hair?” Sam laughed out, motioning towards Bucky’s hair. This caused the rest of the team to look at Bucky, placing a smile on their lips.

“(Y/N) braided it,” Bucky shrugged as he sat down next to you. Setting your bowl of cereal before you, Bucky quickly pecked your cheek. “Why, jealous?”

“Why would I be jealous?” Sam asked as he took a seat next to Steve.

“Because you don’t have a beautiful girlfriend to do your hair for you,” Bucky mused as he kissed your forehead. 

“Blagh,” Tony said, looking at the two of you. “Stop being all lovey-dovey. Makes me sick.”

“Leave em’ alone, Stark,” Steve cut in as he looked at the two of you. You were both in your own little world, oblivious to everyone else. You were trying to teach Bucky how to do a simple braid, using Nat for practice. “He’s happy, for once. That’s what’s important.”

Both rolling their eyes at Steve’s answer, Tony and Sam looked at Steve. 

“It’s still gross,” Tony grumbled begrudgingly as he looked at the happy couple.

“Agreed,” Sam added.

“I did it!” Bucky gleefully shouted as he proudly displayed the braid that he created in Nat’s hair.

“Good job, Handsome,” You said with a smile, pecking his cheek.

“Couldn’t have done it without you, Beautiful,” He responded before pecking your lips.

“Geez!” Sam exclaimed as he pushed away from the counter. “A guy can’t even eat in here before these two start kissing all over each other!” And with that, Sam grabbed his toast and marched out of the room dramatically, causing the others to laugh.

“He’s totally jealous,” Clint laughed as he watched Sam exit.

“Totally,” You and Bucky added at the same time, causing the two of you to fall into a fit of laughter.

“They really are happy, huh?” Nat asked as she stood next to Steve, pulling the braids out of her hair as she watched the two of you laughing together.

“Yes,” Steve sighed out happily as he watched his best pal be with the girl he loved. “It’s about damn time, too.”

“LANGUAGE!” Tony shouted, pointing at Steve accusingly, causing another round of laughter to fall on the group. Eyes rolling at the comment, Steve just sat back as he watched his team all laughing and smiling. Even Sam had returned, taking a seat next to Bucky as he laughed and smiled with the couple. And he was right, Steve was. It was about damn time that all of them were happy.

[tori10rambles]

I have finally stopped screaming about finishing Seven's route in my head, and Lunar New Year celebrations are over for today. Therefore, I wrote this.

I saved my favorite the best character’s route for last. And wow. This one was a roller coaster too. But more for my heart than my sense of fear. It did not disappoint.

As usual, I vascillate a lot between first and third person POV, referring to MC as myself (I/me) or as her own character (MC/she), though she shares parts of my personality since she's supposed to be me.

Unlike the last couple of posts, this ones really freaking long, because I decided to write the commentary as the chatrooms popped up, and not at the end of the day. Still not a lot of commentary on Day 1, though.

Also, there is now a section for MC. Because I have some issues with the "choices" she gets to make.

I will probably post an After Ends reaction post today and take some time to process Seven’s route before going onto the Secret Ends. :)

Obviously, ridiculously spoiler heavy, so everything’s under the cut.

  Seven Saeyoung Choi

(Day 1) the fact that Seven doesn't see himself as the knight in shining armor type is kind of sad. But I'm glad that he wants to protect MC.

Your laugh is so cute!

(Day 2) Seven needs to take a goddamn break. Just because he cares about finding out what's going on doesn't mean he has to lose sleep over it. I mean, he's probably awake anyway doing his actual work. But still...

Seven's reaction to the "110-000-110 & 111-000-111" response is GREAT. I don't think people go along with him all that much though, if that's his reaction.

I feel like Seven needs more pep talks and encouragement than he gets. Which, you know, I'm so down for giving.

The fact that he doesn't want his work to bother MC. Like, you're her friend? of course it's going to bother her? And of course she wants to know how you're doing?

Okay, but legit, has anyone ever told Seven to take it easy? if that's his response?

playing along with Seven is so much fun!

Its kind of sweet that he says MC isn't weird even though she's in a weird situation.

...Why does it sound like you don't get complimented often?

Hell yes MC want's more pictures of you. You're the one she's seen the least of. And you're actually more attractive to her than Zen.

What kind of bs do you put your poor maid through for her to ask for double her pay if you get a cat?

Those cars are awesome, and I want to ride them.

I wonder what kind of stuff you're going through now to make you more secretive than usual...

lmao, buying cars does not seem like a good way of saving or investing money. But yeah, I can totally believe he'd sell the cars if they were worth more than he bought it for.

You're a tinkerer!!! Ooh. That's so cool.

Also, you make an awesome female. Like, better than me. wtf?

his maid has to be badass if his job is risky.

...why does he sound surprised that MC's worrying about him? like, he's been really cool so far, and really, seeing people hurt or in danger is not her jam.

OF COURSE IT MATTERS IF YOU GET HURT. WHAT. WHY. WHO TAUGHT YOU OTHERWISE!?

Also, it's not your job to protect someone's feelings. I mean, feel free to try, but a person's emotions are not solely affected by you? And you shouldn't feel horrible when feelings get hurt despite what you do? because people react to things their own way? idk if i'm making sense

...You need a friend you can be completely honest with. I mean, probably not gonna be me/MC, but find one? Please? it'll make you feel better, and me/MC worry less.

helping you mess with people is kind of fun

(Day 3) Get some rest God Seven!!!

Of course I trust you! You're very nice. Also, I'm pretty sure people I couldn't trust wouldn't be so sorry about the whole other hacker business. And the keeping people away to keep them safe.

...I feel like you're getting my hopes up. You mentioned the other day that you want to protect people, which includes you keeping them away. but you keep saying things that make me wanna fall for you.

It's kind of adorable that he thinks that despite all his hacking, he still wants to get to know MC in person/over chat.

At least you know how hypocritical your advice on eating is lololol. But wait, if "I reccommend snacks to people like me and Yoosung, who are stupid or lost or have no reason to live" is a correct statement, then I qualify. And which one are you? And Yoosung?

"You can dream about me. Special guest 707 as the main lead." Don't say things like that! You'll give MC me people ideas.

...what is it about you and Jumin that makes the two of you LIKE it when I scold y'all?

I can get behind The Law of Salty and Sweet

SOMEONE GET THIS MAN A BREAK LONGER THAN A FEW HOURS

I feel like more of this HBC story is real and serious than you'd like us to believe

Man, you are talking to a girl so curious (and reckless) she followed a stranger's directions. Of course I wanna know more about you!

(Day 4) I wonder how religious you are exactly.

lololol his reaction to MC saying "I want to lick it"

...why is Seven trying to set me up with Jumin? Nope! I like Seven!

I love Seven's hair! It's cute! Just like him!

Harry Potter reference! You nerd~!

Your relationship with V is interesting.

...my heart? You can live in my heart if you want. :3

but i refuse to believe that you're too dangerous for people to know

also, messing with Hackers Chasing Hackers on your behalf is so much fun!!!

(Day 5) i actually hc you with ADHD? Like, it seems really obvious to me? But Vanderwood's being rude about it? but then i also hc you're a little shit to Vanderwood, so it's payback of a sorts

are you... are you actually apologizing for being hacked into? I mean, you couldn't help it? it's not your fault?

not surprised you graduated early from college

lololol, not a code. Me blowing kisses into the air

bodyguard robot FUCK YES i'd prefer you, but i'll take what i can get

FIRE BREATHING ROBOT I WANT SO MUCH

I'd take the robot anyway! And it's the thought that counts!

lololol, fourth-wall breaking Seven is great, especially when HE'S the one flustered

I wonder if there actually are CCTV cameras in the apt. I wouldn't be surprised. or, you know, if he'd hack into a webcam in the apt b/c he's being paranoid.

Also, observing me? What did you do, hack my webcam or something?

Honestly, i don’t mind you being upset/confused? It's kind of cute. And makes you seem more human/relatable

Welp. There goes my heart. This guy is a tsundere omg.

YOU DESERVE TO LOVE AND BE LOVED AND I WILL HURT ANYONE WHO CONVINCED YOU OTHERWISE.

You're not okay. please don't pretend otherwise. it just makes me worry more. :(

YOU ARE NOT PATHETIC JUST BECAUSE YOU COULDN'T DO THE THING.

How can I get hurt by getting to know you?

I always have complicated thoughts.

DO NOT JUST MAKE JOKES BECAUSE YOU'RE EXPECTED TO. JUST BE YOU, whoever that is. I wanna get to know them.

I REPEAT, YOU DESERVE TO LOVE AND BE LOVED AND I WILL HURT ANYONE WHO CONVINCED YOU OTHERWISE.

I feel like Seven has many masks. So many, that he has no idea who he is behind all of them.

Ah, running from your issues. I can relate. i'd join you on the moon in a heartbeat.

Expressing yourself does not make you weird! Admitting to emotions that you usually hide away is not weird! I want more of it!

...can't stop thinking about me?/// See, it's comments like this and "romantic relationships are not for me" that confuse the hell out of me. which one is true? which one do you believe is the truth?

(Day 6) Everyone's worried about you, bae. Please know we're here for you. Also, your inner thoughts are WRONG. Cheering me up should be considered a good deed for today.

Also, you're implying that because Pluto has been kicked out of its friend group, it can be your friend, as if you are also too distant from your friend group to be officially considered a part of them. Which is WRONG.

THIS CALL (after 10:22). SO CUTE. Until you mention (again) what a danger i'd be put in because of you. i trust you to protect the RFA ^^

A normal guy is BORING though!

You're not saying anything weird? I think it's cute!

Flustering you is literally like, the most fun a girl can have right now. Although, I'm p sure both of us talk a bigger game than we can deliver

listening to seven talk about how he reacts to things. My heart.

TAKE THE FREAKING COMPLIMENT

YOU ARE THE COOLEST, BEST PERSON.

YOU DESERVE TO THINK THIS WAY IF YOU WANT TO.

Is that... are you trying to push MC away?

NO. NO STORMING THE ENEMY STRONGHOLD ON YOUR OWN.

You are not pathetic! I'm glad I can help you relax.

lololol i talk to myself a lot too. It's cute~.

OMF... TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF. YOU'RE SO IMPORTANT TO THE RFA AND ME

You look GR9 in skirts and dresses and anything you choose to wear. 100000000000/10 would enjoy seeing you dress up

the best disguise... is being normal you?

HELL YES I'D GO ON A DRIVE WITH YOU.

I feel like you're setting the both of us up for disappointment though. because you say things like you'll take me on a ride, then say i shouldn't get close to you because you're dangerous

Me? the sun? Nah, you are!

I'm so glad you're telling me things about you? I mean yeah, it's scary, but I trust you and believe in you.

DO NOT APOLOGIZE FOR BEING HUMAN.

bae, you're trying your best

YOU ARE DEFINITELY A GOOD PERSON EVEN IF YOU'VE DONE THINGS YOU REGRET.

"You and me... did we ever have any kind of relationship?" You are breaking my heart!!!! I thought we were friends at least!!!

YOU ARE MY FRIEND AND OF COURSE I WILL WORRY.

LET THIS MAN BE HAPPY THAT'S ALL I WANT GODDAMN IT.

(Day 7) The RFA has your back! Please don't hide from us

DO NOT TAKE EMOTIONAL ADVICE FROM JUMIN FUCKING HAN

...How did seven sense unknown was laughing?

QUIT BLAMING YOURSELF AS IF EVERYTHING IS YOUR FAULT.

Who is Saeran? A twin? Which... yeah. This makes a lot of the previous conversations make a lot more sense. And b/c of dramatic storytelling, explains why you heard someone laughing.

YOUR FEELINGS ARE NOT USELESS! UGH! I COULD KILL JUMIN.

Also, (LMFAO) I think there's a glitch, b/c Unknown's still behind Seven in the VN. 

Seven... I just want him to be comfortable! This is where my heart starts breaking, huh?

My clothes? is that REALLY a concern right now?

It really isn't that uncomfortable that you're here. But if it helps, I guess I could not stare.

Wait, so you want me to pretend you don't exist, but not leave your sight? How does that work? You're distracting! (also, the brightest thing in the damn room)

You need to eat too!

(Day 8) Yeah, this man is a tsundere if I've ever seen one.

So your real name is Saeyoung?

Your mom is a bitch.

I mean, what’s the use in getting mad? I’m upset, sure, but honestly, I’m mostly overwhelmed and panicking.

Y'all are fucking adorable as kids

Thank you for killing the goddamn cockroaches. I can do spiders and flies, but cockroaches and anything with more than 8 legs creeps me out.

YOU ARE NOT A THING TO BE USED. YOU ARE NOT SOLELY HERE TO PROTECT PEOPLE. THINK ABOUT YOURSELF TOO PLEASE.

I don't need to care about you, but i WANT to.

...I'd agree to a GPS tracker IF I knew where they were

So in 7 minutes, you made a bunch of sandwiches with 3 different fillings, and got three different juices. And it was all for yourself. Uh huh...

Yay! You've stopped blaming yourself! (not that I believe that 100%, but at least you're trying)

ANYTHING YOU WANT TO SAY ISN'T POINTLESS. DON'T PUT YOURSELF DOWN LIKE THAT

I'm not saying you're blameless either. Just that you chose the best possible option out of a set of bad ones

Thank you for apologize for taking out your anxiety on me. Although I'm glad you weren't bottling it up instead.

MY FEELINGS ARE NOT USELESS. JUST LIKE YOURS AREN'T

Your lines sound like a cheesy break up convo.

I repeat, you are talking to someone who legitimately followed a stranger, then trusted other strangers and joined a mysterious organization. My curiosity has always gotten me in trouble

I am allowed to feel whatever I want, and I'm saying I forgive you!

I cannot believe V's first concern was the goddamn DRAWER and not, oh, I don't know, OUR LIVES. I don't blame you for reacting that way.

I don't blame you for distrusting V. It sounds like he promised you something and broke it. (And honestly, I'm starting to see where your guilt complex came from, if he was your mentor figure)

Meowy is so cute! (I can't believe Meowy HAS to obey me omg its voice is so cute)

(Day 9) Seven, i'ts not that i don't care that you're pushing me away. It's that even though you are, you’re not changing my feelings for you.

...So my personal hc is that MC isn't asleep when you start monologuing in the middle of the night.

Honestly, 707, Saeyoung, Luciel... they're all the same person. Different facets that make up a whole. And while I understand that you believe you're dangerous, so far, it doesn't seem like anything you've done has put me in danger. I mean yes, there's a bomb you installed, but you didn't want to in the first place, and that MEANS something. Not trusting anyone is no way to live, and forgetting about you would be impossible. You deserve SO MUCH MORE than just being able to protect me.

Hallelujah, you've finally admitted your problems to me! Take all the time you need to think about it though. And of course, we need to get through this first.

BLUSHING SEVEN!!! :D SO CUTE~! ❤︎

...YOUR "PARENTS" ARE THE WORST EXAMPLES OF PEOPLE I'VE EVER MET.

...So either Rika and V didn't keep their promise, or some serious shit went down for Saeran to be as he is now?

If God allows it, I'll be with you always

The RFA is your second family, of course you were going to try and protect them from your agency

lololol yes. flustered, cute Seven is back!

I'm so glad you made up with Yoosung too!  ❤︎

I'm so glad you're including me in things now~!

Thanks for saying I'm cute~! You're cuter~! ❤︎

so long as i can help it, you're never gonna be alone

We're gonna bring your brother home and make sure you get that family you always wanted.

YOUR MOM IS BATSHIT. HOLY CRAP.

(Day 10) OMG you actually said it~ ❤︎ . ilu2. It is slightly ridiculous how much I love you.

Also, I can believe you are fit. I want to bite those collarbones. To say the least.

“You are my whole universe. Your breaths become the radiant milky way.” THIS THOUGHT. OMF... It’s so sweet! If Seven starts talking like that all time time, he’s totally getting some.

Now and forever gonna hc that the opening song is actually in Seven’s point of view

The fact that you talk to yourself when you work is REALLY FUCKING CUTE.

...That selfie looks WAY too good for how early we left and how little sleep we probably got.

SOMEONE LIED TO YOU AND YOUR BROTHER AND I'M GONNA KILL THEM.

"If Rika knew the real you... I now get why she messed up your eyes like that." Holy shit that was savage!

That phone call (After 20:11+VN) MY FEELS!!! That... I cried tears of joy. So good. ilusm but if you ever die for me i'll never forgive you. I want you to LIVE for me. And I'll always remember you.  ❤︎

I wish you wouldn't be so quick to sacrifice yourself for us, but that's one of the things that makes me like you.

I'm touched that you'd say even that much about how I've changed your life on the messenger. And thank you for apologizing. 

lololol, you said the word already on the phone, why are you hesitating on the messenger?

(Day 11) THESE PHONECALLS. A++. ❤︎

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH HOLY SHIT.

you are SUPER hot when you're threatening your former agency, okay?

Yoosung

(Day 2) Yoosung's really cute. Like a puppy. his enthusiasm for the parties are cute too.

lololol, Yoosung got played. I mean, we're talking about a guy who says almost everything about his is classified. When would he have the time/motivation to get a gf? So gullible~.

Yoosung, chill the fuck down. I realize you're happy the party's a thing, but seriously. Chill.

LMFAO Yoosung. You just mentioned being done with LOLOL. You game addict.

For $3, that's actually not a bad lunch. But yeah, college food is bland and not as healthy as they make it seem.

with how much you play LOLOL, are you okay? As someone whose internet obsession is used as a crutch because real life is stupid and aggravating, I'm seeing some parallels.

Wow, Yoosung, that's some imagination. Although, with how secretive Seven is, I wouldn't be surprised if he's working for rich, powerful people.

You and your ideal relationship is so innocent and cute lololol

be careful about your stereotypes Yoosung.

(Day 3) It's not that I want you to stop playing LOLOL, so much as I'd like you to talk about why you play the game so much (again, I see parallels). But if it makes you happy, I'm not gonna force you to stop.

Motherfucker, you're 5'6" (171cm), and the shortest male here, but still taller than me. Stop complaining about your height.

lololol, Yoosung's definition of exercise sounds very familiar my brothers and I 

Directionless Yoosung, you are like, the epitome of male college gamers everywhere. And also my brother, who is in college, and has no idea what to do in life. Huh... I wanna adopt you now. You've got to be better than my brother. Your birthdays are close enough that I'm p sure no one would notice...

you are also very easy to tease.

And you obvs have issues with V. Which probably aren't being taken seriously b/c V is like, everyone's friend/savior in that group.

(Day 4) That was not a typo, Yoosung

lololol, i can't believe you took me seriously. "Sophisticated Choi" lolololol

i'm with you on the no religion thing though. mostly because my parents thought i should decide for myself (personally, i'm pretty sure i'm deist. i believe there is SOME kind of higher power(s), but I don't believe in organized religion as such)

fucking... the M call. I'm never getting over it.

(Day 5) Nice to know that Yoosung and Zen are shippers on deck

Yoosung's relationship with his parents sounds like mine, only my parents are blue collar workers.

(Day 6) I CANNOT BELIEVE JUMIN CALLED YOUR MOM ON YOU!!! I empathize. Letting my parents into my college apartment sucked

(Day 8) I'm glad you want to change for the better. The fact that your mom didn't want to worry you when you've been goofing off is such a punch to the gut, I should know.

(Day 9) I'm sure Seven didn't mean it.

See! :D

(Day 10) Drunk you is surprisingly funny. And candid.

(Day 11) Your poor hangover lolololol.

I'm glad you're still optimistic at the party... despite everything,

Jumin Han

I think I might be holding a grudge about how badly Jumin's route messed with my head, because I'm not feeling remotely bad about getting Jumin's Heart Breaks throughout this route.

(Day 2) Wow Jumin, you goddamn ice block. It's nice that you care about your cat though. Though, you know, you could lay off on Jaehee.

Why would you bring your cat when you know one of your friends is allergic? I'm p sure you would make concessions for a food allergy or pollen allergy. Why's an animal allergy any different?

How far removed from the general public are you to not know what a metal lunch tray is?

...We can't be friends if you don't enjoy scifi.

Jumin's kind of like an old person trying adapting to technology. :P It's kinda funny.

omf, the contract is the bare minimum of what needs to be abided by.  NO.

You need a therapist. Or a psychologist. Or just... someone to teach you about emotions and how they affect decisions and how people can't turn emotions off. But no, has anyone actually diagnosed him yet? I mean, I already hc Seven with ADHD and anxiety and depression, Yoosung with depression, and basically everyone in the RFA (V included) with self-worth issues, so Jumin with Asperger's would make sense to me... And of course, given the East Asian stigma against mental illness, obviously no one's getting diagnosed or treated for said issues.

Does Jumin han is gay?

(Day 3) Nice, using your cat businesses to avoid your dad.

lololol your photos are actually kind of endearing, if blurry as all hell 

also, you make it kind of easy to mess with you

(Day 5) You are a savage asshole and it's hilarious

no. no cat army.

i have a bad feeling about your potential good deed

(Day 6) Thank you for trying, Jumin. More shippers on deck, yesssss. Also, if this isn't proof that everyone in the RFA cares about Seven and wants him to be happy, idk what is

DICK MOVE JUMIN HAN. YOU DON'T GET YOUR FRIEND'S PARENTS ON THEIR ASS. IT'S SACRILEGE. A BETRAYAL TO FRIENDSHIPS EVERYWHERE.

legit, when the rest of the group starts to drag you, you know you fucked up

(Day 9) Jumin, that really wasn't very objective

(Day 10) It’s nice to see you care, Jumin.

I can't believe you might have actually brought Elizabeth 3rd! Now I know you care about us. :3

I feel bad that you feel betrayed. And that you're drowing your sorrows in alcohol

(Day 11) A+ Speech. I love it so much.

Zen

(Day 2) I can't tell if you're just using acting terms or if you're leaning on the fourth wall when you call MC the main lead.

Sorry Zen, but MC loves cats, though she doesn't own one yet.

You're too pretty to let the allergies screw with your face.

At least you have some self confidence if you can claim god made you overly handsome, and that the allergies are a way of making you not perfect.

...How DARE you claim Seven hacked MC's phone! That's so fucking rude. Also, Seven probably has better things to do with his time then hack someone's phone when they've already been hacked, just to fuck with you. like, priorities man.

As someone who is allergic to certain foods, I agree that research into allergies is important

Nice Tarzan yell.

Zen. Zen, Zen, Zenny, Zen. MC LITERALLY SAID THAT WAS SEVEN. although it's nice to know you find Seven attractive as well ^^

nice to know you find seven's personality attractive on a female. ^^

You are very pretty. I just wish you'd tone down the selfies sometimes. 

...You're telling me you were a delinquent in high school? One who liked to sing and act?

i can't believe you answered your phone in the shower.

(Day 3) hypocrite. your meals don't sound any better than Yoosung's. why do I feel like MC is gonna be the Mom Friend to basically everyone here? Or at least the Responsible and Reasonable One?

I repeat, at least you love yourself Zen.

nagging Yoosung to exercise isn't going to make him want to work out more. Just avoid the conversation. which probably explains why Yoosung plays LOLOL so much. Everyone keeps nagging, and he plays to ignore/spite you all.

gimme back the cat meme!!!

quit flirting

you have no appreciation for Seven's storytelling skills

I love how we spent an entire chat talking about Seven and how his life will probably follow movie tropes

(Day 5) FUCKING RUDE. Seven is awesome! And he's allowed to make mistakes.

lolololol Zen's gonna be FUCKING DISAPPOINTED by Vanderwood. SO MUCH. it'll be hilarious

Nice to know that Yoosung and Zen are shippers on deck

(Day 6) Zen, you sound like an older sister. Or a cliche.

(Day 7) Zen, is that REALLY where your brain went first? You don't think Seven would be more concerned with, oh, i don't know, THE HACKER AFTER US than the fact that we're alone in the apartment THAT'S ALREADY BEEN BROKEN INTO!?

Thank you for being worried about me, but my feelings for Seven have nothing to do with this.

Also, I am NOT calm. But it wouldn't help anyone if I panic so...

(Day 8) omg the cutie pie song! That's so cute~!

(Day 9) Why the sudden interest in Seven's sex life? And hell yes, I think he's more attractive than the rest of you.

(Day 10) So... That was an interesting call (23:49). And, well... sorry Zen, but I'm not sorry for choosing Saeyoung. Ever.

Jaehee Kang

(Day 2) Wow Jaehee, tell us what you really feel about jumin's cat businesses. Not that we blame you though. You just want to keep your hob, and jumin's cat businesses sound like they don't help with that very much.

Trash your boss. Please.

Furballs are a product of grooming, jaehee. Elizabeth 3rd sounds like a handful though, so I understand why you don't like cats.

I agree with jaehee; though I want to meet the cat, I wouldn't want it to be at the expense of someone else.

I wanna be your friend jaehee~

Jaehee, it sounds like you don't have the time to make a lunch at home. or cook at all, if you go to convenience stores that often.

At least you're not doubting MC, but the situation. There's only so much before worry becomes paranoia.

Jaehee sounds like a glorified babysitter. She deserves so much props for putting up with these people. Especially Jumin, who both pays her and overworks her like crazy.

Who blames Jaehee for "NOPE"-ing out of the cahtroom? Not MC.

Your fangirling is hilarious. Especially when people call you out on it.

Yes, jaehee is clearly the one who deserves pity when Jumin has lunch with his dad, because she'll be swamped with work, as usual. I dearly hope she gets paid overtime.

(Day 3) I hope you someday find the time to be able to date! You deserve it!

(Day 4) yes, Jaehee, I know exactly what I'm saying.

The fact that you can scare Seven into compliance is actually kind of amusing.

Seven and I apologize, Jaehee. Seriously.

(day 9) You're so cute, I just want be your new BFF.

Thanks for saying I'm cute~!

(day 10) Jaehee... we’ll definitely come back safe. :)

thank you for praying for us

V

(Day 3) "I'm not especially attaced to Luciel or anything ^^" WOW. RUDE.

At least he knows Seven looks up to him.

(Day 4) V is just like my brother: only cares about religion because someone else does. Which, really, someone else should not dictate your belief system.

it's not so much that I trust you so much as i trust seven who trusts you

(Day 7) How the hell did you agree to a bomb! That could kill INNOCENT PEOPLE!? I mean, Seven only agreed because you and Rika did, and god knows about Rika, but I thought you were the KIND ONE!?

(Day 8) ANSWER SEVEN. PLEASE.

WHY ARE YOU BEING SO MYSTERIOUS AND UNTRUSTING.

...Now I want to open that drawer

(Day 9) V YOU FUCKER. THERE IS ALWAYS A BETTER WAY THAN ABANDONING FAMILY TO AN ABUSIVE SITUATION

(Day 10) OMFG V!!! THIS IS A TIME TO BE TRUTHFUL!!! NOT KEEPING MORE SECRETS. And you wonder why Saeyoung doesn't trust you?

Wait, so you blame yourself because you loved her? As in Rika? WHAT DOES SHE HAVE TO DO WITH THIS!?

WHAT KIND OF MONOLOGUE WAS THAT!? THAT WASN'T HELPFUL.

Rika (and her goddamn apartment)

(Day 2) ...What the HELL is in this apartment that's so important that you want to BLOW IT UP?

(Day 5) WHY. FUCKING... THAT VN OF THE BOMB BEING ACTIVATED AND DEACTIVATED. GAVE ME A HEART ATTACK.

(Day 8) WHY A BOMB. JUST... WHY?

OMF... You're one of those greater Good people! I HATE THOSE PEOPLE!

JUSTICE IS NOT CREATED THROUGH FEAR OMF...

Your brain is TWISTED woman.

(Day 9) WHAT IS YOUR DEAL WOMAN!?

(Day 10) WHAT IS YOUR DEAL!?

Unknown

(Day 2) You know, the fact that you seem to be speaking to the player in the VN does not get any creepier the second time around.

(Day 4) WHY. I AM FREAKED OUT ENOUGH.

(Day 6) YOU'RE ABOUT TO FUCK WITH THE BOMB, AREN'T YOU

(Day 7) I cannot believe unknown freaking plans to rappel himself through the window to break in

You are surprisingly nicee about keeping my from stepping on the glass

Saeran?

(Day 8) What happened to you, Saeran? You're so... meek and sweet in the VN.

Y’all are fucking adorable as kids.

(Day 10) SOMEONE LIED TO YOU AND YOUR BROTHER AND I'M GONNA KILL THEM.

The fact that you withstood the normal dosage b/c you believed in Saeyoung makes my heart hurt in a good way

Also, the irony inherent in the fact that you probably bleached your hair and changed your eye color in order to NOT be mistaken for Saeyoung, only for Vanderwood to mistake you for Saeyoung anyway...

Mint Eye

(Day 10) Medicine... mEDICINE!?!?!?!? HOW FUCKING DARE.... YOU DRUGGED HIM!!! YOU DRUGGED AN INNOCENT TEEN. WTF. WTFH!?

MOTHER FUCKERS. TRIPLING YOUR STANDARD DOSE!? DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW THAT WOULD AFFECT HIM!?!?!?

Vanderwood

(Day 5) so, my hc is that you don't give a fuck about gender and pronouns, and Seven took that last point and RAN with it until you hate him when he refers to you as his maid/with female pronouns

so I feel like despite the face that you threaten to taser Seven, and the fact that he's kind of a little shit to you, you actually kind of like him.

(Day 6) FUCK THAT, VANDERWOOD. Y'ALL DESERVE TO BE HAPPY.

...YOU'RE part of the reason why he's a dick to MC!!! And yet your advice is STILL better than Jumin's kill your emotions

LEAVE SEVEN ALONE.

(Day 8) WHAT ARE YOU PLANNING!?

(Day 10) MOTHERFUCKER!!! YOU TOOK THE WRONG TWIN!!!

MC

I love basically all your choices before Day 7.

WHAT. HOW ARE YOU SO CALM.

WHY DO I HATE ALMOST ALL YOUR OPTIONS ONCE SEVEN COMES AROUND.

I WOULD HAVE HAD A MENTAL BREAKDOWN BY NOW.

WHY ARE YOU SO PASSIVE.

I realize you are trying to stay calm for the RFA, but PLEASE TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF TOO.

GOOD. ASK SEVEN WHY HE'S DECIDING SHIT FOR YOU. YOU AREN'T STUPID OR NAIVE AND DON'T NEED TO BE WRAPPED IN BUBBLE WRAP

Finally, some choices I like again.

I’m actually kind of glad I saved Seven’s route for last. Definitely my favorite route. My only issue is, like Jumin, the amount of time between Seven’s issues coming to the forefront and the resolution of said issues, because seven year’s worth of being told he’s basically only worth what he can do for other people is not conveniently solved in like... 4 days.