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Name: Nev

18yr Female (She/Her)

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Tension

Tea Type: Subtly Sweet Tea

Potential Triggers: Nothing comes to mind, but let me know if you think something should go here!

Pairing: Vax/F!Reader (Can be read as romantic or platonic!)

Length: 2.2k+

Summary: Vax's observant nature helps him discover you're hiding a few juicy secrets, and he helps encourage you to be more honest in the future.

A/N: So, new fandom, who dis? Yes, I'm now binging Critical Role Campaign 1, and completely whipped for Vax and Percy both. I'm up to the beginning of Episode 40, so no spoilers please but I have quite a few tword fic ideas. Also, I know Silence doesn't work in DND like this, but shhh fic liberties-

Vax was what many would call observant. Used to lingering in the shadows as he was, he found it almost comforting to look over his friends and family both if they lingered where he could see them. He sipped on his ale, watching as you chatted with Vex and Keyleth about something or other. Percy was tinkering with his machine’s as usual, paying the conversations around him no mind, and Scanlan had found himself a friend for the night. Grog had no such luck but he was no less happy to be enjoying ale by the mug full. Pike had also retired early, claiming tiredness and needing to work in a quiet environment unlike Percy. Vax himself was situated just by the bar, debating if teasing Percy or his sister would be more fun when he spotted something interesting. 

You’d quirked up and seemed to be waving your hands in a sheepish refusal. He couldn’t hear it from here what about, and opted to drift closer, expertly maneuvering the crowds of dwarves before he leaned against the wall by the stairs. 

“Really Grog, I appreciate the offer but it already feels better, I promise!”

“Do you doubt Grog’s masseuse skills?”

Vax felt a smile twitch at his lips, eyes narrowing perceptively as you refused again.

“Not at all! All the others rave about how great they are, I just genuinely don’t need one. It was just a spasm! Besides, Percy looks way more tense than I do, look at how the poor guy is hunched over!”

Grog lit up at that and grinned, whacking you on the shoulder cheerfully before moving to attend to Percy. 

“Grog can help with that! Great idea!”

You let out a sigh the moment the goliath turned his back to you, after ensuring the others were occupied. Vex had gone with Keyleth to grab more drinks and they were talking to the bartender, and you didn’t spot him, all but melded into the shadow of the stairs as he was. He saw the way you rolled not one, but both of your shoulders and winced, fingers pressing into and attempting to release the tension stored there.

He smirked darkly.

You were a clever little thing, weren’t you? Redirecting Grog, lying so he wouldn’t worry, feigning. You had a secret and if there was one thing Vax enjoyed? It was finding out that which should not be known. 

…and maybe punishing you, just a little, in the process for trying to pretend everything was fine when it wasn’t and being a naughty little liar. He'd warned you before, as had the others, it wasn't his fault you didn't listen. You had a nasty habit of trying to take on everyone else's burdens while denying your own. 

He figured you’d be retreating to your room sooner rather than later and after a gentle tap and a whisper to Vex telling her not to wait up, he found himself surprised as his sister grabbed his wrist before he could slip away. 

“Take care of her, will you? She’s been rubbing her shoulder anytime she thinks we’re not watching. If you hadn’t come over, I was going to press the issue. Shall I inform Pike?”

He cleared his throat in embarrassment, smiling sheepishly. Of course his sister had seen right through him, and you both. 

“Aye. You know I will. I’ll tell her, depending on how bad it is.” 

His eyes moved from her to where you were watching Percy try to escape Grog with fondness in your eyes. 

“...I have a feeling there’s a reason she’s dodging Grog’s attempts. Something she’s flustered about, if I had to guess.”

A smirk tugged at his lips as his mischievous eyes returned to his sister’s. 

“A shame, that. For her I mean.”

Vex’s look turned scolding. 

“Try and go easy on her, brother.”

He shrugged, amusement flooding him.

“Depends how quickly she folds, I suppose. If she’s stubborn, even I can't help but have a limit to my patience, you know. Besides, she may even enjoy my methods of persuasion. You certainly did~”

A flash of teeth and he dodged her playful slap with a laugh as she blushed. 

“Shut up, Vax! Honestly, I asked once, why can’t you just let it go?”

“Are you actually whining? Heh, does Percy know? Maybe I should-”

Vax couldn’t dodge fast enough this time as Vex tugged him down to hiss in his ear. 

“Breathe a word and Trinket will have your head.”

“Alright, alright, you win! Always so violent to your dear brother aren’t you?”

He brushed off his clothes before looking back over towards you. 

“Alright, I’m off. Wish me luck, hm? And be a dear and cast Silence for me, won’t you?”

Vex’ahlia sighed and with a moment of focus and a mumble it was done. 

“Doing that for her, not you!”

Was called after but Vax waved her off. 

Now all he had to do was hang out; he was sure you’d follow shortly. 

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You cracked your neck and barely stifled a wince as your shoulder seized again. You hadn’t injured it, but thanks to holding all of your tension in them, and your neck; you were really feeling the effects. 

You felt bad redirecting Grog like that, but you’d seen the way Percy had grasped his shoulder too, and knew he wouldn’t crumple like you would. Lesser of two evils. He gave in eventually, and lucky for him, he probably wasn’t in pain anymore. It was early in the night, but you bid your remaining party goodnight and retired to your room. You jumped at the sight of Vax on your bed before relaxing, rolling your eyes. 

“You could’ve asked and I would’ve just given you the key to my room you know.”

He shot a boyish grin your way. 

“Where’s the fun in that? Besides, it’s good practice for my fingers. Got to keep them loose and limber, you know.”

“Mmhmm.”

You brushed him off as you flitted about your room and got changed for the night behind the folding screen. It had been a pleasant surprise the inn had one as many didn’t. 

You emerged in your nightgown and crossed your arms as you raised an eyebrow at him. 

“So…what’s up? Did you need something?”

He pretended to be stabbed in overdramatic fashion.

“Oh, you wound me! Can’t I come check on my favorite party member without ulterior motives?”

“Sure, you can and have before. But you’re typically chatty, and occasionally tipsy. You seem barely buzzed and you’ve been oddly quiet for you in general, let alone if this was one of your typical calls. You can tell me if I’m wrong but…I don’t like that look in your eye.”

He smiled, and moved to sit up from where he’d been laying on your bed, tossing his dagger carelessly. He placed it on the bedside table. He was already changed, you noted. In black two piece pajamas, and you’d spotted his black robe behind the curtain. Was he planning on staying overnight? You didn’t mind, of course but again…this was too meticulous. He was planning something, you just weren’t sure what. 

“What look might that be, darling?”

You hesitated and then swallowed, something giddy and nervous at once stirring in you as you felt heat in your cheeks and it made you look away. 

“Anticipation. You look not unlike the cat who got the cream. You almost look…predatory, if I had to pick the right word.”

“How frightening~ It’s nothing so serious as all that! “

He moved to stand and you stood your ground as he approached you, finally returning your gaze to his hazel eyes.

“How’re your shoulders?”

He placed his hands on your shoulders and he felt the way you tensed, racking your brain for an excuse. 

“Oh, you heard my conversation with Grog earlier, huh? Like I said, it was just a spasm. I’m fine now-”

His smile widened a tad and then he squeezed, with just the right amount of pressure to get the reaction he guessed at. 

“For reheHEal!” 

You tried to play it off as a cough, bending over and shoving at him to try to get him to release you. He did, backing up a step or two as he observed you. 

“Sorry about that. Worst time to get a cough.”

You mustered an apologetic smile, shaky though it was and Vax let his eyes narrow. 

“...Do you think I’m an idiot? You’re lying again? This is starting to become quite the habit. C’mon, lemme see.”

The expression you made was priceless but Vax kept his unamused expression as he grabbed you by the arm and dragged you over to the bed, gently sitting you down and then looking at you expectantly. Poor thing. You were clearly having an inner debate in your mind over what to do. Shame he wouldn't give you any more time. He motioned to the bed as he moved to stand. 

“Well? Go on, lay down. Let me see how bad it is.”

“It’s really nothing Vax, I swear! Just drop it!”

“Oh right, because you jolting like a scared gob’ was so subtle. If there’s truly nothing wrong then let me see.”

Gods he was such an asshole. Why did your reactions have to be so damn entertaining? …Still, he was absolutely going to Hell for leading you on like this. 

You reluctantly laid down face down and he situated himself at your hips, ensuring you weren’t in pain before continuing. 

“Alright, now you better tell me if anything hurts. I’ll know if you lie again. Got it?”

You nodded and he couldn’t help his smirk now that you couldn't see him, though his voice kept that concerned, slightly hard edge as he dug into your shoulders at once. 

You damn near about seized and your hand rushed to cover your mouth.

“Did that hurt?”

You shook your head and he growled. 

“You must really think I’m blind or something! You can’t even talk!”

Oh, yeah. Definitely going to Hell. 

Now that he was feeling your shoulders, though, it was obvious you had a lot of tension. No wonder you’d been rubbing them earlier. He let his thumbs do most of the work digging in and though he heard you squeak, now and again, every time he asked if you were in pain you denied. It was when his index and middle finger found a knot of tension on the cusp of your neck and shoulder that you finally broke, and tried to reach back to tap his leg, laughing. 

“Fhuhuhuck Vax please! It doesn’t huhuhurt it-it thihihihihckles!!” 

He giggled himself and stopped for a moment to crack his fingers before he answered, all casual nonchalance. 

“About time you admitted it.”

You whimpered in embarrassment and he would bet money you were beyond grateful he couldn't see your expression as you hid your face in your pillow. 

“You knew?! Why didn’t you say anything then!?”

“As payback. For lying, both to Grog and most especially, to me. Next time, tell the truth and I won’t have to be so…”

He spidered fingertips over your shoulders to hear you laugh before pulling back again. 

“Willfully ignorant.”

You groaned. 

“You’re the worst.”

“I hope you know I’ve just started. All joking aside, your shoulder and neck are wrecked, love. Ticklish or not, you’ll feel leagues better if I work these out.”

“You can’t!”

Your instant response gave him pause. 

“What are you so worried about? Surely you must know I’d never judge you for something as paltry as being ticklish.”

“It’s…not that. Gods, Vax, I swear if you tell anyone else-”

You whirled to look at him and he met your eyes unflinchingly. 

“I won’t. I swear it.”

You hesitated and then hid your face again after deeming him to be telling the truth.

“I…I don’t entirely hate it. Truth be told, it’s the opposite. I really…enjoy it.” 

He couldn’t help snickering, but he was quick to clarify at how silent you got, to reassure you. 

“I-hehe. Oh, shit. I’m not laughing at you. I promise. Just, oh Lord, give me a second.”

He finally collected himself, running a hand through his hair and sighed.

“You’re not the first person to tell me that. It’s too cute for me not to laugh. If you ever want to be tickled you know all you have to do is ask.”

“You say that like it’s easy but-”

“But you’d prefer to be a brat to get me to tickle you instead because it’s easier, hm? In character for you. I’m fine with that. For now.”

“For now?”

“Yes. For now. If you keep hiding things from us for what you believe is our benefit, and putting yourself down- now I have the perfect way to punish you. Maybe then the lesson will stick that you are anything but less than.”

“Vax…”

He brushed off the vulnerability with ease, returning to his playful affect, as if he hadn't said anything.  

“As I said for tonight, however, I’m more than happy to put you in your place when you act up but…”

You squeaked as he dragged his index finger down your spine, making you shiver. 

“There’s still the matter of all this tension you’re holding. Do I have your permission to deal with it, even if it tickles?”

“Mm…mmhmm.”

“Heh. Good. I’m not going to go easy on you now that I know you like this, I hope you know.”

He leaned down to blow air into your ear before whispering. 

“We’ve got quite a lot of lost time to make up for~”

[first-edition]

Fox and the Hound

Sum-Joffrey wants to send a message to your family after your brother embarrasses him, so he marries you off to his most unwanted man in his court, the hound. But will this marriage truly be a statement for an eyesore, or will it grow into something more. 

Cw for chapter- pregnancy, 18+ words and themes overall. Slight angst, death of family member, THE PLAUGE, Smut, masterbation fem!, fingering. Let me know if i missed any.

// A/N: just wanted to apologize for the broken links at the beginning of the book since i changed my username they haven’t been working but i assure you I’ll get to fixing them. I will also end up making a goggle docs with the entire book for downloading when this series ends//

Read previous chapter here.

Youve taken the liberty into avoiding your mother and the new prince shes so kindly “gifted” you with. Youve gone out of your way to eat at different times, pass the halls at different times and even attend family duties separately. The month slowly passes as you count down the days sandor to arrive and sweep you away from this place or better yet put the new prince in his place. 

Your hope for him reaching you sooner rather than later rises at you notice your belly growing as your previous dress begin to tighter around your middle leaving you to advance to different dresses or removing the corsets that comes with it. Most nights your spend standing infront of the mirror viewing your body from the side. 

Despite the thought of supplying yourself for your babe you thought of nothing else but sandor. Where he could be, how far he could be, if hes safe. But there were also other thoughts, thoughts that embarrassed you but burned your cheeks as you though about them every waking moment. You replayed your shared nights in your mind and imagined what he'd do to you when you reunited. Those thought drove you into ecstasy at night. 

You starred up at the over post of your bed as your mid ran with images and feeling of sandor against and in you. You hand ran down the front of your body and to the hem of your nightdress before you pulled it up just enough for your fingers to reach your core. You moved your fingers in circles as you mimicked, how he touches you. Your other hand would grip your breast and massage it as you touched your self. You pushed one finger into your wanting cunt before adding a second then a third but nothing not even your own self pleasure could fully satisfy nor fill you the way your husband did. The way he kissed your sweet spots and discovered any and all part of yourself. Most of your nights would be a pillow between your cunt or or your fingers as you rode yourself into climax whispering out his name in wanting for him and only him. 

You'd always dream of you both whether it was risky or not you'd wake up crying once you revealed to yourself it was nothing but just that, a dream and he wasn't near you. Later those feverous nights turned to nightmares leaving you to wake screaming in fear that he was killed and never find his way back to you. Your guards posted outside your doors would run into your chambers in search of any danger but would only find you alone and sobbing, sending in your ladies to comfort you. 

The only thing that brought you and family back together again from the long silence you exposed was your father and half your city becoming sick. It had come on so suddenly the most modern of medicines were applied to him but nothing seemd to heal him. 

You sat by his side as you cross stitched and slept in his bed. 

“Wh-what are you m-making my dear?’ he asked weakly. You turn the draft twords him showing him an intricate flower. 

“Delightful.” he says you smile at him. You mother walks into the room holding another blanket and tea to hope for something to enter your fathers system. She places the blanket over your father before sitting next to him and helping him drink the tea. 

“Y/n..” you mother says looking up to you. You look back to her. 

“Ive arranged for Marco and your ladies to go north.” She says. 

“What.?” You ask. Putting your work down. 

“The meisters say the sickness does not touch the cold. So if you are there then yo are safe from its grasp. With the babe inside of you I cannot risk your demise.” She says taking your hand in hers. 

“Are you to join?” You ask her. She glances down at you hands before back up to you and shakes her head no. 

“But mother-“ you begin. 

“No buts. Do you understand.. i need to be here to take care of the city to take care of your father on his last days and i need you to be safe.” She says as tears well up in your eyes. 

“I will not go.” You say. 

”oh..y/n” your mother scoffs looking down glancing at your father but then double takes. 

“Harnold…” you mother speaks to him. You frown looking at your father in the bed. 

“Harnold?!” She exclaims she stand the teacup that was sitting on her lap falls shattering to the floor as she takes your fathers face in hand and begins to sob. 

“Get the meister.” You say standing telling joss. He runs out quickly. 

“Father!?” You call for him taking his hand the warmth slowly leaving it as both you and your mother cry. 

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“Fucking whore.” Sandor barks out as he tries and fails to sew up the large bite mark the bounty hunter took to him. 

“You’re doing it wrong” Arya says as she cleans her sword. 

“Fuck off.” He huffs. 

“You need to burn away that bit there if you dont it will fester and youll die.” She says. sandor huffs and tries again but not being able to reach it. 

“I- i know you dont like fire but if i could just help you-“ Arya begins as she puts the mini sword down and gets up. 

“No fire.” Sandor huffs and tries once again now more irritated. Arya sighs and walks to the campfire she set up previously. 

“It’ll only take a second, and it wont hurt that mu-“ she pick. Up a small branch with fire on the end of it and being it to sandor. Seeing the flame in hand he stand quickly and back off yelling at her. 

“NO FIRE!” He frantically back off almost tripping over the rock he was just sitting on. Arya freezes before dropping the burning twig and kicking dirt over it putting it out. 

“Shut up about it! About everything. Im as stupid as that hog you fucking skewered back in that little village I should have never taken you with me. For what a little bag of silver. Fuck..i would be in volantis by now but instead im on bounty for the fucking Lannister’s.” Hound barks at her before taking back his seat. 

“You keep mentioning volantis, that where y/n is? Back home?” She ask sandor sighs and nods.

”why?” She asks. He looks twords her as another sigh leaves his chest. 

“She’s pregnant. Mine. We married” he says. Arya glances back at her sword before looking back to sandor. 

“Do you love her?” She asks. 

“What? Why does everyone keep asking me that.” He huffs. Arya chuckles. 

“Your fighting so hard to get back to her. The only type of man to do as much as you, with child or not, is one that loves his wife dearly. My mother told me that.” She says.

”mm” sandor grumbles. 

“So, do you?” She asks. Its quiet for a few patronizing seconds for sandor before he answers Turing his face away. 

“Yes.” He speaks a sneaky smile forms on aryas face before she begins the playful taunting. 

“She’s a princess you know, you married a princess, which would in turn make you a prince. Lannister bounty or not you are now of royal blood, your highne-“ 

“Oh shut the fuck up will you!” He exclaims making her giggle. The laughter dies out leaving her to speak once more. 

“Let me wash it out then. And sew it up for you at the least. No fire just water, needle and thread.” She clarifies. Sandor nods. Spray gets up and grabs the canteen of fresh water collected and makes her way to Sandor clearing away the blood with the water before getting to sewing up the deepest parts of the bite. 

“Let me know if im hurting you…your highness.” She snorts. 

“I will throw you off this cliff side girl mark my fucking words.” He holts to her. She shuts up and continues. 

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With the plague spreading faster to imangine you joss, prince marco and several of your ladies make way twords the north. Your mother has arranged passage for you to stay near within the walls of castle black. You’re not used to cold and being 4 months pregnant may not be the safest but it is safer than succumbing to plague and dying a slow death. 

You sit across from Lucy and joss in the carriage. 

“We should make it within the month once we get to the port my lady.” Joss says. You rest your hand on your stomach. You nod to him. 

“How many day on sea?” You ask. 

27 my lady we will be docking at stonedance, Gulltown, and widows watch for short resupply and a careening.” He says. You nod as you look out the window. 

“I don’t want to leave what if he arrives.” You pester Lucy. 

“Than he shall meet us in the north once directed.” She replies. You chew on your lower lip as you watch the Mountain sides pass by

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He scares you/ accidentally-ish makes you fear him

Pt 1 of Lucifer

Warnings: anxiety attack, angst

Note: this will be a hurt comfort, but this part is only the hurt. I didn't expect it to be so long. I hope to do the comfort part soon, when I do I'll link it here. I also plan on doing all the brothers.

Pt 2 here

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(2nd person)

You go into Lucifer's office with some tea, a snack, and some papers for him. He's been in his office all day, like usual, but hasn't even came out to eat or talk to you. So, you thought he was probably stressed and hungry. Plus, you found some papers he forgot. You were just trying to be helpful.

You set everything down on an open space on his desk and go over to him and give him a hug from behind, careful to not get in the way of his work.

He hums, acknowledging your presence.

You give him a small kiss on the cheek then go to sit on the couch in his office, picking up one of the books Satan lets you keep in there to entertain yourself during times like these.

After a few chapters, though, your phone starts going off. You panic for a moment cuz you thought you silenced it, and you forgot where you set it down.

Lucifer glares over at you as you clumsily find your phone to silence it.

"The hell are you doing MC?" Lucifer's voice deep and cold.

You find your phone and silence it quickly. "Hehe, oops, sorry, I really thought I silenced it."

His glare gets colder as he stands up and walks over to you.

If looks could kill, you'd be six feet under; and with the look in his eyes, you think you might end up there anyways. You've seen that look in his eyes before. Never directed twords you, though.

"MC. You know how much work I have to get done, yet you can't seem to stop bothering me. First you come in here, breaking my consideration, with things that are distractions, then you decide to look over my shoulder and distract me by being so close, and now you decide to break my consideration again. If I had the time currently, I'd give you a lecture, but I don't." His voice raising little by little as he gets closer, finally blocking you in once his statement is finished.

How he's looking at you and boxing you in makes you feel like cornered pray. Yet you try to stand your ground, cuz you don't want him to think it's ok to speak to you that way. "Y-You say it as if I ment to." You stand up, crossing your arms and look him dead in the eyes, shaking a little cuz damn that look is terrifying- "I was just trying to be helpful. I knew you were stressed, so I brought you some tea. You hadn't eaten, so I brought you some food. You left some papers lying on the kitchen counter this morning, so I grabbed them so no one would ruin them. I was careful to not get in the way of your arms or sight while hugging you and I thought my phone was silenced. I get that you're stressed right now, but I was trying to help, so I would appreciate it if you would take a deep breath and loose that attitude because I refuse to be treated this way."

He now looks amused. Not in the good way though. This change has you even more on edge than before.

"Ha! 'helping'. You aren't helping. You can help by leaving me alone." He slowly backs you up into a corner. "I don't need your so called 'help'; and I don't need you. You are just a human. A nuisance. You can't tell me how to act, especially not when you're so weak and useless."

By now you're trapped in a corner, with Lucifer in his demon form speaking so loud you think the whole house could hear.

(first person: MC/reader)

"L-Lucifer, p-please step back a bit." It's getting so overwhelming. I don't want him to think it's ok to act like this, but I just needa get out of here. If I don't leave, I might end up dead again.

He gets even closer, his face only inches away. "Or else what. You're just a human. If it weren't for Lord Diavolo, I would've killed you and given the bones to Cerberus by now."

His words hurt. A lot. I try to hold myself together, not wanting him to know he's getting to me.

I shove him out of the way and start walking twords the door, but he grabs my wrist and pulls me back. "Who give you permission to leave?!" He yelled. The tears spill over and I can't control my breathing anymore. I don't feel like I'm getting enough air. Everything is starting to feel fuzzy.

"what's happenin in 'ere?" Mammon pops is head through the door.

"What's with all the yelling, I was napping" Belphie comes in, rubbing his eyes.

"And I'm trying to read." Satan says right after.

They all freeze for a moment when they see what's happening.

Then they all rush over, taking Lucifer's hand off my wrist and moving me away from him.

As soon as I'm out of his grasp, though, I curl up, into myself, covering my ears with my hands. There's a jumble of words, but I'm not able to decipher them right now.

Someone picks me up, I'm guessing it's probably Beel.

Everything is just a blur. I end up on the couch, curled into Beels side and Asmo frantically worrying about me and talking about how 'all this stress is gonna make him break out' or something like that.

Beel holds me close, and it's the perfect amount of pressure to be comforting but not suffocating. It definitely helps calm me down quite a bit. My breathing isn't quite back to normal and I still have tears running down my face. After a moment Belphie comes in and lays down on the couch with his head on my lap, wrapping his arms around me. I gently rub my hands through Belphies soft hair.

The mixture of Beel holding me, Belphie with his head on my lap, and giggling at Asmo being Asmo, all has helped me calm down.

I'm still pretty shaken up, but all that has taken a lot out of me. I yawn and cuddle closer to Beel and lay my hand on Belphies head while closing my eyes, just listening to Asmo.

I wake up with Beel still holding me and Belphie in my lap. Asmo and Mammon are now sitting on the floor, Mammon clinging to my leg and Asmo is right in front of me, sitting on a cushion. Satan is sitting on the edge of the couch reading a book. Levi is also here now, leaning on the leg opposite to Mammon, playing on his switch.

"You hungry?" I look over to Satan and see he's lowered his book and looking at me. I nod and he gets up and goes to the kitchen. He comes back with a big bowl of popcorn and some water. "You needa hyradte as well. Beel, don't eat it all, MC needs food too." I giggle at Beel, who already had a handful of popcorn.

"As you say MC, 'hydrate or die stright'" Asmo smiles at me.

I giggle, replying. "Well, I can't have that, now can I?" Before drinking some water.

As much as I'm scared to bring it up, I have to ask. I've been putting it off for 7 episodes and it's starting to get late, meaning everyone will start heading to bed soon.

"H-Hey... What happened with Lucifer? And where is he? I haven't seen him since I woke up."

Everyone goes silent, making my nerves spike again.

"Obviously in his office. Where else would he be?" Belphie groggily replies. "And since you're up, run your hands through my hair again, already." I do as requested.

"You don't have to worry about anyone being hurt, if that's what you're concerned about." Satan says.

"Mhm, we just played an uno reverse on him and give him a lecture." Mammon says, smiling, happy with himself.

Everyone heads off to their room after a few more episodes and it's now down to me and the twins.

"Wanna sleep in our room tonight?" Beel asks.

"I'd like that, if it's ok with you both..." I don't want to intrude or be a bother, but I would feel more comfortable not being alone right now.

Beel picks me up and puts me over one shoulder before putting up Belphie over the other one.

Once in the room, we all pile onto a bed. Beel has me laying on my back with his arms around me, while Belphie's using my stomach as a pillow. Surprisingly, I fall asleep fast.

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I don't usually write first person, so I hope I did ok. I hope you liked reading this, and I hope you have a good day

[emiefluff]

﴾ Birthday Wishes of Wonderhoy! ﴿

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Today is Emu's birthday, a day very well dedicated to the happiest girl of Wonderlands×Showtime. To celebrate such a wonderhoy-induced day, Nene has an idea in mind to make it all worthwhile.

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‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ❥Project SEKAI/HATSUNE MIKU: COLORFUL STAGE!

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ❥‎Ler!Nene Kusanagi

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ❥Lee!Emu Otori

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ❥The fic contains implied EmuNene, but can be interpreted as platonic!

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ❥The fic contains brief mentions/appearances from Wonderland SEKAI Miku!

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ❥Wasn't planning to return from hiatus until like next week at the latest but it's still Emu's birthday for me, so I kinda decided to go off hiatus entirely. It's 11:58pm as I'm currently posting this fic, so I kinda rushed this within a whole fucking hour LMFAOOOO

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ❥This is a concept I came up with last minute, so bear with me lol

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ❥This was originally a genshin lee!Furina fic that became a wuthering waves ler!yangyang, lee!female rover fic and is now a project sekai ler!nene, lee!emu fic LMFAOOOOO | Tagging @pink-tk-a-latte @cnidarianrui @nekoma-not-lee @kamishirokiss @jackytickles @mayatkls @practickles @lovelyrockstar (majority of u guys r from the tk server so!!!) also tagging @tea-twords if you would like to read!!!!

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ❥Fic under the cut!

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September 9th

Emu's birthday, a special day and a very special day, at that. As the happiest girl in the troupe, Emu deserved only the best of birthday celebrations. Everyone had given Emu such lovely gifts. From the cookie Wonder Stage kit to the Wonder Stage transformation kit, Emu loved all of the presents her classmates had given her.

Rui and Tsukasa had both put on a mini performance for Emu, all of the Virtual Singers had done a fun play for her, and even Emu's own family had fun things in store. There was still one person left who hadn't given a gift to Emu though, one who still attempted to find a gift to give to Emu.

Nene struggled practically all day thinking of what to gift Emu for her birthday. The more she thought about it, the more she felt bad for being indecisive about her gift. She had done a lot of her original ideas with Emu already, and didn't want to see repetitive or unthoughtful.

Nene had almost lost hope at this point, feeling terrible for not having thought of anything. She was about to give up, but something had stopped her from doing so.

"Nene?"

Nene jumped slightly, immediately looking to her phone as she had noticed Miku's confused look. She'd recompose herself, taking a deep breath as she spoke up.

"Miku...-?! Is everything okay? That scared me quite a bit..!"

"Hehe, sorry, sorry! I just couldn't help but notice how stressed you look right now. Is something wrong, Nene?" Miku frowned a little as she listened intently to what Nene might say.

"Well,..." As Nene told her everything about how she had felt when struggling on a gift for Emu, Miku seemed to have an idea. She'd relay said idea to Nene, who thanked Miku for the help.

After Miku left, Nene would text Emu and ask her to come over. With Miku's idea in mind, Nene knew exactly how to make Emu's birthday a worthwhile experience for the two of them.

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"Wooaahh! Thanks for inviting me over, Nene! Your room is so cozy-wozy, hehe!" Emu exclaimed in unexplainable happiness as she looked around the songstress' bedroom.

"Of course," Nene spoke with a soft smile, setting herself down on the bed. She remembered what she had planned with the help of Miku, before speaking up.

"Aah, Emu? Could you come over here really quick? It's something reeeaaallly important!"

Emu perked up at the request, a radiant smile on her face as she nodded and rushed over next to grayish-green haired girl. She'd tilt her head slightly, waiting for Nene to speak up once more.

Instead, Nene just wrapped her arms around the cheerful girl in a gentle but firm hug. This action grew Emu's confusion as she noticed the warm, yet playful smirk on Nene's lips.

"Nene? What are you- EEP! Wahahaha! Nehehehene! Thahat tickles!"

Nene chuckled fondly, murmuring softly as her nails gently skittered across Emu's sides with ease. "Hehe, it tickles? Well, it's supposed to, silly! That's the whole point!"

"Nehehehe-Nene! Wahahahahaha! Nohohoho!"

Emu flailed her arms slightly through surprised and squeaky giggles, not necessarily fighting back. Her giggles got a little louder once Nene had glided her fingers over to Emu's ribcage, which the songstress took notice of.

"Is this a bad spot, Emu? Is it too much?" She'd ask fondly, no hint of malice or playfulness since she didn't want to go too far or overstep any boundaries. Nene's smile returned when Emu shook her head in happy giggled, although she did eventually let up after another minute or two.

"Hehe, you're so silly. Was it okay?" Emu would immediately nod in response to the question, still slightly giggling as Nene giggled along for a little bit.

"Mhm! Hehehe, thank you Nene! Thahat was soho wonderhohoy!"

"You don't need to thank me, it was actually Miku's idea. I was kind of struggling on a gift, so I had asked her for help."

Emu felt her face light up, even happier than earlier. She'd immediately hug Nene back, smiling brightly.

"Hehe! But I still wanna thank you though! It was a lot of fun!"

The grayish-green haired songstress felt her heart melt, bringing a hand up to playfully ruffle Emu's hair as she spoke.

"I'm glad you had fun. Happy birthday, Emu!"

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[twistedwonderlandobsession]

.•♥︎Spilled Tea♥︎•.

Series:Yuu Needs Therapy

Branch: Overblotts

Character: Riddle

Part: 2 of ?

It had been a week since the incident, you had avoided Riddle to the best of your possible abilities, changing the route you take to classes, skipping lunch, not visiting Heartslabyul, all to avoid the Crimson Tyrant. The Housewarden that even hearing of his name sent a wave of terror through your being and made your heart rate skyrocket.

Though you couldn't avoid the Heartslabyul halls forever, after all that was the halls of the residence of your first friends in this strange world. Of course Trey eventually invited you over to try a new cake recipe, and being the pushover or glutton you were either way you couldn't find it within yourself to reject your friends offer.

You slowed yohr stride for a moment, checking the time on your watch to see it was 3:47Pm, w

eighteen minutes before you agreed apon time. Glancing up from tne cheap watch to see you were in the garden, your eyes narrowing in on a chunck of burnt grass that had yet to heal from... a brief memory flashed through you mind as you continued to gaze at the pactj of grass or more accurately the lack thereoff..... Suddenly snaping out of your stupor you glanced down again to the watch on your wrist to see it was 4:12Pm.

Not wishing to delay be there any longer you quickened your pace to reach the doors of Heartslabyul, glancing around take sure the Tyrant you dreaded seeing oh so much was not within range as you waited oh so patiently for Trey do open the door. Picking away at the chipped nail polish on your nails...why was Trey taking so long?

Come on....come on.

.....Ok maybe you weren't waiting so patiently, but right in the middle of your internal monologue the door swang open to Carter Greeting you, Quite loudly.

"YOOOO! Prefect, wassup? Been a minute since I've seen you visiting the dorm. You being blackmailed or summ?"

Taking a small step back so the door wouldn't smack you dead in face, the door narrowly missing your nose and brushing past it. Wincing slightly at the excessive greeting. My poor ears.

"Uhm hey Cater, yea it's a...it's been a minute. And Not that I know of."

Carter grimaced before his face contorted into a akward smile, bringing his hand to to back of his neck.

"Yikes! Sorry prefect."

Chuckling quietly you gave him a small but very pleasant smile to ease his nerves, still continuing to pick away to the nail polish. can we speed this up Speaking with a sarcastic but playful edge in your words

"Trying to kill me already Cater? I thought you enjoyed my company."

The Ginger rolled his eyes playfully twords you before taking out his phone

"Yeah yeah, mind if we take a photo for my magic cam?"

Trying to politely reject his offer you shook your head with a apologetic facial expression.

"I usually would Liar. but I agreed to meet up with Trey to try some stuff and am already late." Two lies in one sentence, world record.

Nodding he turned off his phone and slid it into the pocket of his blazer

"Ooo well then Cay Cay will let you go then Kk."

Nodding you quickly slid past him into the halls of the Heartslabyul dormitory, having stopped tormenting your poor nail polish you let it be as you proceeded to the kitchen of the dormitory, immediatley seeing the familiar sight of Trey in the kitchen with flour dusting the surfaces and his apron

Noticing he was not yet aware of her presence a small knock was placed on the wall, the small thuds alerting him of her presence he snapped his head uo from whatever task he was completing and gave her a small smile.

"Hey prefect, uh- I'm not quite done yet-"

Wipping off his hands onto his apron he quickly turned around and offered out his hand to you.

"Here, why don't I lead you to my room, you can wait there."

"No im fine with-"

Trey gave a reassuring smile twords you, still offering out his hand in a seemingly friendly jesture.jester.

"Really prefect I insist."

and with that small nudging you took his hand as he lead you through the well lit corridors with names labeling each of the doorm rooms. Guiding you to a door and opening it before gently nudging you inside and closing the door behind you.

.........If only you had payed attention to the Name of the tenant that owned that particular dorm.

[valiantphantomangel]

What about Bucky coming home and the reader so caught up in a book that they don’t notice him and he sneak attacks? maybe reading belly down on the couch. Thighs being a weak spot? 💕 🥰 💕

It was a peaceful evening, rain softly clattering against the windows. The moon was shining brightly as you were wrapped up in a comfy blanket reading your favorite book as you sip on your hot cup of tea.

You were so into your book that you didn't hear the door opening or the heavy footsteps approaching you from behind. Only when someone wrapped their arms around your waist did you notice them.

"Hello Doll" Bucky said softly as he gave you a kiss on your cheek.

You smiled brightly and immediately put your book down "Bucky"! You exclaimed happily and hugged him tightly.

His deep laugh rumbled against your chest as he hugged you back, suddenly you felt one of his hands trace your ribs and you giggled.

"buck stop ithihihihi" you giggled as you tried to get out of his embrace.

"No can do Doll, i missed your adorable laugh" he chuckled and then jumped over the couch immediately pinning you down cause you were laying on your belly on couch since it was your favorite way to read.

Bucky went for the back of your knees first which had you already howling with laughter.

"HAHAHAHAHAH" you laughed loudly as you try to wiggle free.

He laughed deeply and then began to squeeze your thighs which caused you to kick out your feet.

" there is that adorable laugh of yours" Bucky laughed with you as he scribbles up and down your thighs.

Now this was just torture, he knew that your thighs were you death spot and happily reminded you of that.

"BHAHAHAH WHAT DID I DOHIHI?!"

"Nothing, your just to adorable for your own good" Buck said with a laugh as he continued to attack your thighs "tickletickletickle"

You blushed brightly as he said the tword and laughed your head off.

Eventually your laughing went silent and Bucky smiled fondly as he stopped tickling you and pulled you up so your back was against his chest and his arms wrapped around you in a warm embrace.

"I'm glad you back Buck" you whisper as you snuggle up against him.

"Me too Doll" he whispered back as he played with your hair, you fell asleep peacefully in the arms of the person who mattered the most to you.

Knowing he would always be there for you and you for him.

[dark-elf-writes]

Todoroki watching as Lambo wonders into kitchen while Tsuna makes them both tea.

Todoroki freezing when the kid tugs a bit too hard on Tsuna’s shirt and the kettle drops twords his face.

Him only feeling capable of moving well after Tsuna lit his hand on fire and slapped the kettle into the wall and away from Lambo who’s now attempting to climb up Tsuna’s back, seemingly unaware of what could have happened

It happens so fast.

It’s weird to think that when the memory of the “incident” that caused his own scar seems to be etched in his mind in agonizingly slow motion, but in reality it only takes a handful of seconds from start to finish.

Tsuna was laughing as he makes tea for the both of them, respectfully across the room after he had caught the wince Shouto couldn’t hide the last time the kettle came to close to him, he had been telling some story about their family when Lambo came in whining about how he was hungry and wanted a snack.

A little hand threaded in the back of Tsuna’s shirt, yanking hard and pulling him off balance.

The hand holding the kettle slipped.

For one impossible second it seemed to hang there tipping towards Lambo’s unsuspecting face. Shouto could feel the heat of his own face. Could hear screams in his ears. Could remember the scent of his skin burning.

Then a hand covered in orange flames was batting it aside so hard that it was half embedded in the wall on the far side of the kitchen.

Tsuna’s eyes, more orange than brown with his quirk, were wide as he scooped Lambo up, holding the oblivious and squirming child close with a shaky breath.

“God, Lambo haven’t we told you not to play around by the stove!?” Tsuna’s voice cracked with the stress.

Lambo blinked. Eyes as wide and clueless as the cows he loved to dress as. “I forgot.”

Shouto dropped his head into his hands and let out a sound that even he wasn’t sure was a laugh or a sob. An arm was around his shoulders a moment later, with Tsuna’s warmth pressed against his side and Lambo’s squirming and unhurt body pressed between them as he wined about weird older brothers having cooties.

Finally, Shouto realized what he had been missing for all of these years in his father house with the ghost of of his brother haunting every room and phantom pains plaguing him every time he walked by the kitchen.

He had been missing a home.

[indigo-o]

Coffee lingers like you do in my mind

Edger Allan Poe x reader

Forgive me but I can't smell, so I'm trying with the description...

Tw:Just fluff and cuddles!!!

The smell of black tea and coffee lingered in air. Poe was writing away at his desk. His eyes traveled the page. He looked up to see me staring at him. He had a soft and welcoming smile. He wasn't anxious, no not in this quite air.

The but bitter sweet smell of the coffee at his desk. Seemed to call karl to enter the room.

"Love?". He said

"Yes, my darling?".

"You're staring. Would you like to join me? Seems as if so.".

I pulled myself off the love seat. Walking twordes him. He spwan around and welcomed me on to his lap. When I sat down he went back to writing. I laid my head in his chest.

My hands went to hair, beginning to play with his pony-tail. My Body now wrapped around his tall figure. He smelt like coffee. He's like coffee. My coffee in the morning. I'm groggy till he comes along. I can't function without my love.

"You smell nice, love" I said into his shoulder.

"You smell like coffee. So niceee.". I added.

"My dear you must be tired. You're very cuddley.".

"Maybe. You just smell good."

"Because I smell good, your more cuddley. Let me write this down."He put his hand on my head.

Using his fingers to brush my hair. With the other hand he continued to write his novel. The dim lights, and sweet aura.

"Coffee lingers like you do in my mind."

[tklpilled]

Ler scara thoughts go hard with this one

They get worse and worse

what situation do you have to be in to get those last two i've been using him for over a year and i've never heard them

[adrienisweird]

👀

Omg no way? The person, the myth, the legend tea-twords back and ready to kick ass? Welcome back bestie zesty westie!

[duckymcdoorknob]

Hi so instead of doing my college homework and being a responsible student, I’m gonna throw my brainrot at y’all.

Here’s everyone’s favorite male-wife 🥰

Also I sorry if I got the Geography wrong, I don’t have Inazuma unlocked yet 😭

@tohrusoftie @justanunknown @tea-twords COME FORTH MY LOVELIES

No cw below the cut!

𝑇ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑎 𝐴𝑠 𝐴 𝐵𝑜𝑦𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑:

First and foremost, this man is literally so fucking in love with you.

The two of you had met in Inazuma City. You were perusing the stands for anything that would catch your eye, and he was there to grab the week’s groceries.

Suddenly, a vibrant fruit stand caught your eye. With a smile, you quickly made your way towards it. As you prepared to greet the shop owner, a child ran between your legs, causing you to lose your balance.

(IM SORRY FOR THE CLICHE BUT-) Before you could fall, a hand wrapped around your waist, and another held onto your shoulder. Amidst the bustle, your mind fixated on one voice. It was gentle, full of concern and seriosity.

Once you had reassured your safety to him, the two of you traveled around together. It wasn’t long before you exchanged phone numbers (just pretend).

Overtime, the housekeeper couldn’t help but fall in love with you more and more.

He has a special ringtone set for you, that way he knows whenever you call. Everyone else has a common ringtone, except for Ayato and Ayaka.

Speaking of the Kamisatos, they totally bullied him about his big fat crush on you. Ayato would catch him looking at his phone, then sighing in the most lovesick way.

Ayaka once caught him staring out of the window, leaning on his broom as he watched you in the city. The second she called his name, he tensed up and fell onto his bottom. Was the blush that dusted his cheeks from embarrassment or infatuation?

Eventually, the darling guy mustered up the courage to ask you to be his partner. It was such a sweet gesture that you had to say yes immediately.

As a boyfriend, Thoma is probably the poster child for perfection.

He knows everything about you, down to your blood type. He has all of your favorite things saved into a notepad on his phone, some of those things you never told him, he just took notice.

Thoma is such a gentleman. He holds every door for you, and does not hesitate to lend you his jacket when you’re cold. So what if he’s extra chilly? At least his sweetheart is warm.

He often surprises you with flowers, and always brings you to his favorite Cherry Blossom tree when it’s in bloom. He claims that “cherry blossoms change your fate.” And that “we met while the blossoms were in bloom, and my fate changed for the better.”

He keeps every photo that you send to him saved into respective folders. Selfies, memes, sunsets, pet photos, etc. Each type has its own folder.

Fun fact about sending him selfies: if you look “extra cute”, which he always claims you do, he will cease whatever he’s doing to hide his face in his hands and quietly scream.

He loves to go on dates. Visiting the markets, having picnics, or simply just waking around the city and taking in the cherry blossoms.

This man gives me “I will give you all love languages regardless.” Kinda vibes. Like, he’ll surprise you with a stuffed animal, or a treat from the market, he’ll shower you in kisses and sweet words, he’ll literally sinki into his seat to spend time with you.

I like to think that he can play the piano, so he just sits on the bench and plays the softest melodies while you rest on his shoulder.

I think Thoma is a quality time and physical touch kinda guy. He seems like he will absolutely melt if you play with his hair or kiss his knuckles. ALSO he will just lose it if you hold his head in your lap while he naps.

Be prepared for lots of kisses!! He loves to give kisses to you literally everywhere, but his favorite places are the tip of your nose, the back of your hand, and your lips of course.

He’ll never say it, but if you repeatedly kiss the back of his neck, it helps him relax and fall asleep.

Don’t be afraid to tell him your woes and troubles. Thoma will wake up at any time of night to console any ailments that you might have. He’s quick to hold you close to his heart, planting chaste kisses on your forehead, and brewing you a cup of tea.

If you’re sick, oh Buddy…

He will sacrifice his health so that he can lay with you. He almost always gets sick, and has to wear a mask to work the next day, but it’s always worth it.

I can go on forever and ever, but I’m falling asleep writing these, so feel free to infodump in my asks for any continuation of these. 🥰

[thelaughtercafe]

Impactful Intervention

Tea Type: Half and Half (Fluff with Hurt/Comfort)

Potential Triggers: Eating disorder talk(anorexic leaning), and self-deprecation though it’s not super explicit in either case!

Pairing: Bakugou, Kirishima, Izuku, Ochaco, Mina, Denki and Shinsou/Reader (Can be read platonic or romantic)

Length: 2.1k+

Summary:  You get reminded you’re not nearly as alone in your struggles as you like to think.

A/N: Sheridan here! This is super self-indulgent so I banged this out when struggling with the exact issue in the fic when I didn’t want to eat 😅 This is a continuous series with this as the first fic! Not much twording this is just pure hurt/comfort and fluff really, with some minor twords! I’m tagging it as a tlc: fic rather than a tword fic, but it will be tword series in 2 chapters, so I hope you all look forward to it!

“Why don’t you eat more often?”

The question was blunt and close enough to your ear that it tickled, making you flinch away from Todoroki with a squeak. 

His question registered and you swallowed nervously under his perceptive gaze, shoving a fry in your mouth before faking as bright a smile as you could.

“I eat plenty! I just had a big breakfast.”

The familiar lie fell all too easily from your tongue. 

Todoroki sat across from you with a reluctant hum of acknowledgment along with Kirishima and then Bakugou, as Deku and Ocacho sat on either side of you.

The quiet now that had overtaken the table was uncomfortable and you were feeling jittery under several gazes.

“S-So anyway-

Deku spoke up before you could change the subject. 

“You’ve said that to me before too; Todoroki is kinda right. Every time I offer you a snack you always say no.”

He was pouting and your smile widened nervously as you waved him off.

“You’re worrying too much! Really, I promise I’m eating enough. I wouldn’t be able to train as hard as I do otherwise right?”

Deku’s eyes were still worried but he nodded in agreement after a moment’s thought. 

“Yeah, I suppose you’re right.”

Most eyes looking at you turned away after that and you breathed a sigh of relief, your smile losing some of its anxiety. 

You didn’t expect to look up and meet Bakugo’s stalwart gaze. You nearly flinched in surprise but caught yourself; instead looking away quickly and rushing to shove a chicken nugget down your throat. 

Given his eyes still hadn’t left you, you couldn’t very well throw out your tray. So, you crafted a hasty excuse, checking your phone and making a show as your eyes widened before you hopped up, grabbed your bag, and dashed off with a rushed. 

“Sorry guys I totally forgot I have to return this book to the library today or it’ll be late!!”

Once out of the cafeteria you found you could breathe again; heart pounding a mile a minute. That was too close. Your friends didn’t need to share your burdens. They were your stupid hangups and deficiencies. No need to pile more on than they already definitely had. 

You made your way back to your dorm and tried to relax as your stomach growled. 

Later that day; burgundy eyes scanned the library’s sign-in book and narrowed as his fist met the wooden stand harshly. 

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The next day you headed to class and it went as usual. You felt you could finally relax; joking easily with Deku, Denki and Mina like any other day. It seemed that yesterday’s heavy conversation had all but been forgotten. 

Until the end of the school day. 

You trailed after Bakugou as he dragged you by the wrist after him protesting weakly. 

“B-Bakugou! I can walk you know! Just tell me where we’re going first!!”

The fiery blond was uncharacteristically silent and a chill went down your spine. What was causing him to act like this? Was everything okay?

You quickened your pace as best you could. 

Bakugou shoved you in front of him into his dorm room and you typically would have demanded to know what was going on…but the worried eyes and the way all mumbled conversation stopped when you entered made it all too clear. 

It had been too easy yesterday after all. 

You turned without a second thought but Bakugou was already ahead of you, leaning too casually against the exit with his back and foot against the door and staring you down impassively. 

You gritted your teeth but tried to keep your anxiety at bay. 

“What the Hell is this?”

“Don’t get so cagey; we just want to talk."

You reluctantly turned your gaze from the door to Todoroki, ever the mediator. 

Your smile was obviously forced, unlike yesterday. 

"Little hard not to be when I get dragged halfway across the school and have the exit blocked like I’m a wild animal.”

Your voice was not shaking. 

“We tried to talk to you yesterday but you just…brushed it off. We wanted to do it in a more intimate setting where you’d hopefully feel safer with fewer of us.”

Deku clarified, fidgeting nervously with his fingers as his gaze flicked between your eyes and his hands. 

“We just wanna help.”

Your answer was instant. 

“I don’t need help. Can someone please tell me what we’re doing here?”

A snort from behind you made you glance back and you tensed at the intensity in Bakugou’s expression, defensive, more so than you already were. 

Kirishima must’ve sensed it too since he moved to stand and held his hands up placatingly.

“Hey man don’t-

But it was too late. 

Bakugou was already closing in on you and your breath caught as he easily cornered you against the edge of his bed, tall frame towering over you. 

When your eyes instinctively moved to look away from his he hissed and grabbed your chin, his touch gentle but firm. 

"No. Look at me. I have one very simple question for you, nerd. And if you lie to me? Consider our friendship over. You got that?”

Your vision was blurring but you nodded shakily. Despite his tough exterior, you’d grown close to him. Were friends with both him and Deku respectively. So for him to threaten something so serious when you both know he’d follow through…needless to say you were petrified. 

“Why did you lie about having a book to return yesterday? And I’ll save you one potential lie. I checked the sign in sheet after school yesterday. Think carefully before you answer.”

He grunted before releasing you, turning on his heel and returning to his place at the door where he continued staring you down. 

You felt helpless. What else could you say? You’d been caught red handed. 

“You…you really lied? But you hate lying!”

You smiled bitterly at Deku’s words, but nodded in agreement. 

“You’re not wrong there. But I…”

You took a deep breath and moved to get comfortable on Bakugou’s bed, knowing you’d need to sit down for this. You were half facing Bakugou and Kirishima who was now at his side by the door and the others who, now that you somewhat had the guts to look, consisted of Deku, Todoroki, Kaminari, Uraraka and Ashido. You flinched a little as you noticed Shinsou in the corner, so quiet you would’ve missed him if he hadn’t been watching you so intensely. 

That settled it for you, there really was no choice here. 

You closed your eyes as you felt overwhelmed and jumped at the feeling of an arm wrapping around your shoulders, reluctantly opening your eyes and looking to see Ashido smiling cheerfully at you. Kaminari wasn’t far behind as he hopped up onto your other side and joined your makeshift hug. 

You hadn’t even realized how much you’d been shaking until then and luckily their touch was grounding, helping you to breathe better and focus. 

“Shit…okay. Um…”

Your eyes went to the floor and you hated that they were already stinging.

“I just…I d-don’t really like eating in front of people? That’s how it started I guess. I-

A deep exhale escaped your lips and your eyes jerked between your friends in worry.

"Oh God what if I trigger you guys? This is why I didn’t want to tell anyone I don’t want to burden-”

“Hey.”

Shinsou’s voice was gentle but clear and at it you instantly quieted, meeting his gaze in surprise.

“We’re all here because we want to be and we care about you. Every single one of us has noticed the signs. If we weren’t prepared for it; we wouldn’t be converging like this.”

As usual, his words were nothing but unblemished truth and you let out a shaky half laugh. Even when you were on the verge of a breakdown he could stop you from spiraling. At least some things hadn’t changed. Still, you nodded and got ready to continue. 

“Okay.”

Deep breath.

“I’ve kinda slowly just…not wanted to eat really?”

Your voice was little more than a squeak before you rushed to continue.

“I mean!! I do eat sometimes! I snack now and again but I mainly have 1 meal a day and it’s highly unlikely I even finish that.”

You rolled your eyes skyward and looked at Bakugou’s ceiling finding it much easier to talk when you weren’t looking at anyone. 

“I lied because…It’s not any of your problems. You’re dealing with so much already; who am I to pile on or complain ya know? Besides, it doesn’t matter anyway. It’s really not that bad.”

Your dismissive words finally triggered a roar that had Kaminari and Ashido both rushing back towards the main circle as Bakugou lunged.

“Not that bad!?!”

“Eep!”

You squeaked as he easily pinned you down while straddling your waist holding your wrists with one hand while gesturing wildly with the other as he ranted. 

“Now you listen to me and you listen good! First of all; you can and damn well better come to us! We’re all here for you and you can bet your ass I’m sure we’re all going to help you overcome this. Something you left out but I’m sure you think; you’re not fat.”

Oh, look! Just like that, you’re crying. 

Deku had puffed his cheeks up and he hopped up and bounced over to nod energetically at you.  

“Kacchan is right! You’re really nimble! One of the fastest in class in fact!”

“And also one of the weakest.”

You thought your mumble would go unnoticed but Shinsou startled you by running his fingers through your hair and shaking his head, fondness in his gaze. 

“Dummy. You’re one of the strongest people I know. You have an emotion-based Quirk and still manage to keep up with your hero friends. You’re a badass.”

Well, now you were blushing and crying. Gosh, you felt like a hot mess.

“I second that! And you’re always looking out for us when we have any issues! You bake the class sweets all the time, always listen attentively whenever any one of us has a bad day. Heck, you even tried to help Mineta learn how to talk to girls.”

Kirishima chuckled. 

Uraraka giggled at that, making your blush darken. 

“Which is extra cute considering how blushy and stammery you’d get around all the boys but especially Bakugou at first, remember?”

Ashido joined in with a laugh of her own. 

“Ohmygosh that’s right!! Even with us girls, she was shy and hard to get to open up. She was still the class sweetheart even then though~”

You groaned, hiding your face in your arm. 

“Don’t remind me. I couldn’t help it!! It was my first time being around attractive guys; I had no clue how to react!”

“Aw, you think I’m attractive?”

Bakugou smirked down at you and even as you were sure you were a tomato by now you stuck your tongue out at him playfully. 

“Don’t let it go to your head hotshot~”

He snickered as Kaminari strode over to poke your cheek, grinning as you tried to bite his finger.

“Hey! Brat!”

He chuckled before rubbing the back of his neck nervously. 

“Anyway; you probably don’t know but you’re not alone with what you’re goin through. I dunno about the rest but I’ve struggled with eating stuff too. If you need me to remind you or someone just to talk to those who’ve been through it?  My dorm room is always open.

Todoroki raised a hand at that, shy but supportive. 

"Mine too.”

You found yourself misty-eyed but nodded sheepishly.

“I… I’m willing to try, then. If you guys don’t mind helping and it’s not a pain-wah!”

You jerked as Bakugou squeezed your side to cut you off with a grumble despite the quickly growing smirk on his face.

“Stop. Putting. Yourself.  Down. In fact…”

An idea lit his eyes that already made you squirm as he turned to face the others. 

“I say we tickle her anytime she says anything self-deprecating or when she apologizes for no reason. Sound fun?”

Your eyes widened. Bastard!! That was supposed to be a secret! He promised! 

Seeing the look on your face he snickered. 

“Consider this my payback for lying. Lucky you you’ll get to have 7 more lers to go to now~”

With that he pulled back, grin all the more wicked as he looked back at your apprehensive friends. Sensing what he was about to do, you whined. 

“Baku don’t you fucking dare-”

But he was already speaking over you. 

“Don’t look so nervous; she’d sooner die than admit it but she actually loves it.”

Well if you weren’t a tomato before…

As your friends all closed in with giddy grins quickly mirrored by you you couldn’t help but think how lucky you were to have such amazing friends. 

…You were still gonna kill Bakugou for this later though.

[otomiyaa]

I swear at this point I'm questioning whether or not my friends are in the tword community T-T

So today I went on a little local day trip with my grad class.

Me, my friend (who is the culprit in this situation), and a couple acquaintances were chilling on a grassy hill.

This motherfluffer (my friend) takes a DANDELION STEM

And uses it to glide along my calf and UNDER MY KNEE

I told this story to another friend, and they said "Wouldn't that just feel tingly and relaxing? 🤨"

The answer is nO. It freaking TICKLED 😭😆

So I'm basically squeaking, giggling and making all sorts of sounds in front of everybody 💀

Anyways, that is the latest t-word tea 😌

Aaahh that's so cute actually hehehe, dandelion tickles!!! 🤭