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mrsmikaelsxn · 2 years ago

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Santa Klaus

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pairing: niklaus mikaelson x female reader

warnings: fluff, some gore/blood, nikki being your lapdog, possesive, kissing, cursing, humor that was needed in tvd

summary: just some scenes of you and nik being a dream couple

a/n: idk with this one but these scenes popped into my head and i thought they were cute

song: paper rings - taylor swift

"Niklaus!" you snap at him, as he stands at the doorway covered in blood. You two were at a store and a guy accidentally backed into you. He decided that the man didn't deserve to see another day after bumping into your precious self.

"Sorry, love- actually no, he deserved it," Klaus shrugs holding his hands up.

"Well in that case... come a little closer," you giggle. He narrows his eyes at you, but of course listens. He takes a slow step into the room and freezes when he feels himself soaked in cold water.

You burst out laughing as he stares at the wall. He slowly turns to you, as you continue to laugh.

"Figured you needed a shower, you know, for all that blood," you get out in between you giggles.

"That's it, if I am cold, you're going to be cold too," he grins as he speeds towards you, bringing you into a cold hug.

"Nik! Let me go!"

"Now why would I do that?"

You were in the kitchen baking some cookies. You had the trays of them sitting on the stove as they cooled. You put some on a plate and turn around to get a paper towel. As you look back at the dish, you notice one missing.

"Hm, that's weird," you frowned. This then happened two more times, you realized it had to be Klaus. Either that or the cookies just happen to disappear.

"Nikki darling, stop being a baby and hiding," you pout. "Come out and face me like a real man," you try to say in a funny deep voice.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," he suppresses a smirk.

"Do you take me for a fool Niklaus?"

"... no?" you bring your hand up and smack the back of his head.

"Hey, what was th-" you cut him off by pressing your lips on his. You swipe your tongue on his bottom lip so he opens his mouth. He does, and you allow your tongue to roam his mouth. You pull back a few moments later.

"Funny, you taste like chocolate chip cookies," you laugh and start to run away.

"You sneak!" Klaus yells as he speeds up to you, throwing you over his shoulder and smiling at your adorable giggles.

"AH!" Nik's high pitch scream reaches your ears while he jumps and covers his eyes.

You two were currently in the dark, watching a horror movie. You have seen it a few times already, so the jumpscares didn't bother you. The movie didn't interest you anymore either, but you watched it for the mere amusement you get from seeing Nik get scared.

"Nik don't be a wuss," you playfully roll your eyes.

"Did you see how that man looked?! He was- bloody hell!" Nik shouts as the guy popped up out of nowhere.

"Niklaus, you're as scary as that man to most-"

"Tosser! If I were still human, I would have died from a heart attack by now- fuck! Okay, love, that's it, we are watching something else"

He reaches over you and snatches the remote, putting on toy story.

"See, watching the story of toys that come to life is much more interesting. Don't you agree, love?"

"Sure... baby," you mutter with a grin. Laughter spills out of you when he attacks you with tickles.

It was Christmas, you were dressed in a lovely deep red gown and your hair and makeup was done. While you looked like royalty, across from you was a Nik in a Santa costume.

You had been trying to get him to do this for years, but he never agreed. He refused to have something as stupid as a Santa costume ruin his reputation.

He even said, "I wouldn't be caught dead wearing this bloody thing"

To which you replied, "oh well, then I suppose it's a good thing you are already technically dead," you shrug with a cheeky smile.

Now that he finally gave in, your bucket list has been completed. He said he wouldn't leave the house with it, but he didn't say you couldn't take pictures.

"I don't see what's wrong with it, you look great in my opinion," you gave his fake beard a little tug.

"Y/n this was a horrible idea," he shakes his head.

"I think it was a great one, Santa Klaus," you give him a bright smile.

"This was very unnecessary, love"

"Your siblings disagree," your pretty lips turn into a small smirk.

"I beg your pardon?!"

A few moments ago, you sent some pictures of him to a secret group chat you're in with his siblings. Nik - of course - isn't in this one. The one with all of you is full of threats he sends to his family who mess around with him.

The photos got you replys such as, "I can't believe you got Niklaus to finally agree to that, LOL," from Elijah. "You underestimate Nik's love for you," and "I'm going to print these out and tape them everywhere in the house," from Rebekah. As well as, "I bloody love you, darling," and "my brother is going to kill me for what I'm about to do with these," from Kol. Finn gave you a simple, "well done," which you almost rolled your eyes at his unenthusiastic message.

"Oops," you shrug with a fake innocence.

You were currently hunched over, laughing your arse off. You got Nik to wear an Easter Bunny costume. To your surprise, he let you paint whiskers on his face, along with a pink nose.

You finally are able to stop laughing, and look over his shoulder at the line of little children in a line, waiting to take picture with him.

"Go on, bunny. The kids are waiting," you peck his lips and pat his head.

"If you were anyone else you would be dead by now," he grumbles.

He was taking the pictures, when it was a new kids turn. You saw the fear in his eyes, you understood. You were also scared of the Easter Bunnies and Santa Clause's that you would see in stores and malls.

When he got to Nik, he sat on his right lap and started to cry. As you were about to go over, you hear Niklaus yelp as he quickly grabs the kid and lifts him off his lap and on to the floor.

You were confused when he rushed over to where you were standing, but burst out laughing with tears in your eyes as you saw a wet stain on his leg.

"Oh- m-my goodness! Th- this is gold!" you laugh out, grabbing your phone taking more pictures that you'll send to the groupchat later.

"Stupid children, I quit"

You and Nik were in some random fancy restaurant in Paris. You both knew nothing in french, so you though you would have some fun.

You planned out a fake scenario to get a reaction out of the people in there with you both.

You fake gasp loudly, grabbing peoples attention around you.

"You sick fool!" you place your hand on your chest as you dramatically stand up. "You cheated on me?! With my sister!"

The room fills with synchronized gasps from the people around you.

"Love! No, I would never!"

"I just saw a picture! I also got sent a photo of you with what looks like my best friend!" More gasps come around you as people look between you both in shock.

Nik stands up hiding his amusement.

"They are fake! I was going to propose to you tonight! He says pulling out a fake ring he found," holding it in front of you, people start whispering with interest at what was unfolding before their eyes.

"My friend had the same ring the last time I saw her! How could you," you slap him in the face, knowing he was going to whine about how that was not a part of the act, later. Gasps of shock chorus around while some people have their eyes wide, and some are laughing into their hands.

You turn and speed walk out as Nik follows. Once you get outside, you both burst out laughing after holding it in for so long. You hold out your hand for a first bump as he connects his fist with yours.

"Oh that was brillitant!" you smile, wiping fake tears from under your eyes.

"Did you see their faces, love? They were bloody hilarious," Nik grins.

"NIKLAUS! Y/N!" are the shouts from Kol and Elijah as they get covered with eggs and flour. You, Bex, and Nik set up a series of pranks to go off on them.

"Alright!" Bekah highfives you with a bright smile.

"Nikki we should do more pranks with Bex," you hug the girls waist.

"But pranks are our thing," he pouts.

"Now they are ours and Bex's," you give him a thumbs up.

"Yeah, Nikki- please don't dagger me again," Bekah says looking away from her brothers death glare.

"FUCK!" more shouts come from the kitchen.

You and Bekah were shopping with a grumpy Nik trailing behind you. You had been at this for at least three hours now and he wanted to go back and cuddle with you in bed.

You just tried on a tight club dress and stepped into the couch area were the other two were waiting.

While NIk was drooling over you, suddenly happy about shopping, Bex stood up and walked over to you.

"Perfect! You look so hot!" Nik nods as Rebekah's statement while still staring at you in awe. "Those boys through the window seem to agree with me," Bekah nods her head in the direction of the window where a small group of boys around your age were drinking in your figure.

Niks head snaps over to them and his face hardens. He stands up and walks over to you, wrapping his arm around your waist.

"You look bloody stunning as always, my love," he kisses your head. "We are buying this dress. You know, I don't know what I did to deserve you,"

"You didn't have to do anything," your lips tip upwards.

"Ugh, you two," Rebekah rolls her eyes. "Nik is not coming with us next time, you guys are too sappy, makes me sick," she sighs.

"Don't be jealous, Rebekah"

You were finishing up some final touches on a tray of pastries you baked for Nik. You made all his favorites and decorated them to look cute. You hear a knock on the door and look out the window. You see Nik at the door with flowers in his hands.

You open the door and smile at him, "Nikki, hello!"

"Hi, love," he smiles and pecks your lips. He hands you the flowers as he strolls in the house.

"Oh, Nik! Come in the kitchen"

You pick up the pastry tray after putting the flowers in a vase. "Tadaaa!"

"My favorites! Thank you, sweetheart," he kisses you.

"You are very welcome, thank you for the flowers"

"You are very welcome. I love you so much, you know"

"Of course I know, I also know that I love you so much too"

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fairybluedreams · 2 years ago

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Hi there I am here to promote my favorite character in Undertale (this one and Papyrus are tied you don't understand how much I love this spoon ghost amalgamate that jumpscares you only to tuck you into bed and pat you on the head before promptly leaving).

The slides came out grainy :/ So here's my basic message:

VOTE WATCHING MAN IN THE @ut-side-character-showdown

LISTEN OK, LISTEN, I know it's silly bc they only appear for that one scene and as a shadow behind a shower curtain whom we RUDELY SCARE OFF during their shower, but listen. We are so rude to this poor creature we interrupt their shower and come barging into their part of their house without invitation and all they do is tuck us in while we're sleeping and pat us on the head. I mean like, out of a whole underground of monsters that try to capture us or challenge us to a fight out of a fear of humans, this one just sees us sleeping in THEIR HOUSE and just goes "awww, let's tuck you in you lil' cutie" and then just leaves. It's so pure and sweet? ??? Hello???? Can anybody hear me?

(They're just like me fr cuz if I saw a potentially dangerous but cute animal laying down in my room out of nowhere (idk, let's say like an ocelot or feral cat or something), I too would cover it up and give it a little pet on the head before promptly leaving and not returning until it's gone too.)

I love this dang thing, I love it so much they tucked me in and patted me on the head without even knowing who I was when everything else in the damn underground had tried to at least attack or trick me into game shows first. They made sure I wasn't cold and could sleep in peace when no one else would 😭😭😭😭

#Spoon Ghost Amalgamate Sweep 💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙

#undertale #polls #propaganda #campaigns #amalgamates #undertale character polls

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onlinekitsune · 10 months ago

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Hello! May I request hcs of the RFA + minor trio for a reader who is a not so obvious metalhead? At first glance you wouldn't even notice they're into that music genre, since they usually collect merch, speak and even go to concerts of kpop artists, but after listening to one of their playlists on Spotify all of a sudden they get jumpscared by a heavy metal song. (It'd be funny if before that the most cutesy, cheesy, cheerful or relaxed song was playing ><) Thanks!

Just so you know, you can make the reader fem or gn, it's up to you. ^^

a/n: omg hi, of course!! i actually love this hc as a metal and kpop enjoyer! your brain is huuuge for this. I APOLOGIZE FOR GETTING THIS DONE SO LATE!! thank you for requesting and for your patience!! i hope you enjoy! ;w; ♡

The Not So Obvious: Metalhead MC

♫ ₊˚.♡ — JAEHEE KANG

jaehee asked you to put on some music while the two of you cleaned up the cafe, you were a bit hesitant since your music taste was a bit... different, she had heard songs you specifically put on, having your music on shuffle and not being able to curate it made you a tad bit nervous, nonetheless you played your playlist, a handful of kpop and easy going songs played putting you in a false set of comfort, until all of the sudden an heavier song played right after, your face turned bright red and you turned to see jaehee's reaction, she placed a finger on her chin while giving you a look up and down, she flashed a soft smile as she continued to clean, while locking up you asked her about it, "I was surprised, at first. But it ended up being good music to finish up to. So, thank you."

♫ ₊˚.♡ — JUMIN HAN

you decided to play some music while making yourself a snack, you were in your own little world as your playlist echoed through the house, jumin was out seeing business at c&r leaving you to have the house alone, you loved jumin but you did appreciate the time to yourself as well, as you continued making your snack you were surprised to see jumin come home so early, his arms wrapped around you as he pulled you into an embrace, you leaned into his lost in bliss until the brashness of the guitar in the next song broke you out of it, you tried to wiggle out of his grasp clearly embarrassed from the song playing, he tilts his head as you tried to squirm out of his grasp so you could turn off the song, he was clearly surprised from the shift but leans into you, he says he'd never expected this from you but was intrigued. "Seems like you still have sides of you that I haven't seen before. Please, show me all of them."

♫ ₊˚.♡ — JIHYUN KIM (V)

while lounging around with jihyun you decided to put on one your playlists, you didn't realize it was one that you didn't organize until it was too late, an heavier song made its way on the queue list, startling the both of you, jihyun jumped slightly in his seat breaking him from his daze, you apologized and quickly went to switch it, but he stopped you, holding onto your hand as he took in the song longer, he pulled you into him, his chin rested into the crook of your neck as he continued to listen, the more he listened the more the lyrics drew him in, helping him heal parts of him that he didn't know needed healing, you spent the rest of the day showing him your favorites, "There's something about these lyrics... Would you mind showing me more songs from this band?"

♫ ₊˚.♡ — SAERAN CHOI

saeran was used to hearing you listen to your favorite kpop artists on repeat, and even went with you occasionally to pick up the newest albums and such, what he didn't expect was for you to be also in metal, when you played your music while in the shower, he could help but pause in front of the door listening in to the song playing, he asked you about it when you were finished, you were a bit embarrassed but he quickly followed it up with he actually liked it, even though he was shocked, he was also pleasantly surprised, especially since he wasn't a stranger to this type of music, he used to listen to it often, "I didn't know you also liked this type of music. You should have told me... I would have showed you some of my favorites."

♫ ₊˚.♡ — SAEYOUNG CHOI

while accompanying him on a drive, saeyoung suggested that you be the one to play your playlist this time, going as far as not starting the car until you played something, knowing his determination you ultimately gave in, as the first handful of songs played your guard got brought down, joking with him between songs and red lights, until after a cutesy song ended a heavy song played immediately after, you glanced at saeyoung nervously, you tried to read his face but failed, he quickly glanced at you squinting his eyes before returning his gaze to the road, he then dramatically asks why didn't you tell him sooner that you liked this type of music before rambling about this band in particular, "How could you keep this a secret from me! I have to show you their first album, but it's not available on any streaming devices.. I promise I got it morally!!"

♫ ₊˚.♡ — YOOSUNG KIM

you had spent the better half of the night gaming with yoosung, a daily tradition you guys shared most nights, as you went to grab a quick drink between games, he decided to surprise you when you came back, he cutely posed with your cat headphones as he waited for you to return, however you forgot to pause your music as you left, you were a bit surprised as you came back to see him be so cute but he got a surprise himself as the cute song transitioned into a much dramatic and heavier song, his expression was a dead giveaway, he slipped off the headphones and handed them to you, asking if you actually listened to that, he didn't mean any harm, he was just very surprised by your duality, "Sorry, ah! I didn't mean for it to come off that way... I was just surprised. What are your favorite songs from them? Maybe, I'll like some too!"

♫ ₊˚.♡ — RYU HYUN (ZEN)

while waiting for zen to be done with promotional stuff for his newest role, you decided to pass the time by listening to music, you were lost in your own world, admittedly you were half asleep, zen eventually joined you on the sofa in the lounge room, he gently pulled your earphone out, listening in to your music, you turned to look at him surprised, even more so when the next song to play was an heavier one, he quickly shifted beside you, zen's eyes widened as he smiled at you, he was thrown off guard but in a particular way, he teased you playfully calling you his 'sweet metal babe', though he was caught off guard only knowing your love for kpop songs, he loved seeing your duality, "This is why we're perfect for each other, my love. People have this idea of us in their mind but we're completely different in reality."

♫ ₊˚.♡ — VANDERWOOD

vanderwood entered your shared apartment as an heavier song played out from your phone, his eyes slightly furrowed looking at you, not in anger but as if he was studying you, you froze in place taken aback by his surprised arrival and being in a vulnerable state, you continued your stare off before he sighed and walked over to you, he pulled you in his arms, he muttered that he didn't really expect you to be listening to music like that, especially with the appearance you kept up, he joked that maybe you should of been a secret agent, "You really don't have to be embarrassed or ashamed. It's just music, nothing too serious. I do adore that look on your face, however."

#mystic messenger #mystic messenger headcanons #mystic messenger hcs #mysmes #mysmes headcanons #mysmes hcs #jaehee kang #jumin han #jihyun kim #saeran choi #saeyoung choi #yoosung kim #zen hyun ryu #vanderwood #mysmes mc #mystic messenger mc #sorry for my self indulgence anon #saeyoung 'i listen to everything' choi

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cloudninetonine · 3 years ago

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what would it be like for the chain to be yoinked to player's world?

i imagine the clothes issue would be first priority, since the chain kinda sticks out like a sore thumb. definitely have to get something to cover the ears, and time is ridiculously tall, so unless player has a similarly tall friend, they might need to go clothes shopping.

then comes the fun part: teaching them how to be functional members of society. at one point player actually gets 9 baby leashes and she drives them all because hyrule, wind and wild keep running away and nearly getting hit by a car or something. also needing to replace at least 1 microwave because someone set it on fire.

since rupees dont count as currency, the links are useless financially, so the player has them make up for it by helping with stuff so they arent just standing there.

showing them around, teaching them basic history (they were not thrilled about the world wars), how to use household appliances (especially the toilet and shower), and easing the culture shock just a little bit.

i have an idea why too: the point was to originally sendoff the player, so the chain could continue their quest without interference, so when the next portal comes, player cant go through. both sides are fighting it, and dark link takes his chance to attack player while they're alone, and the chain has to commit blasphemy to get player back, who is not doing so hot. hospital cant do anything since magic isnt exactly a common thing, so hyrule has to commit breaking and entering and heal player which takes him out for a while, then the chain commits more breaking and entering to break player out, and hylia, getting the point (for once) begrudgingly allows player to continue.

i have literally no idea how plausible this is but since when have i ever listened to canon

yes this is a hylia slander post. sue me.

other things i thought of:

- putting makeup on time and twi's markings to avoid attention out in public

- convincing people that wild is a war vet due to his scars and getting discounts everywhere now (yes i know you need a card for that shhh)

- the chain getting in a car for the first time. it has mixed results. wild nearly jumps out of the car on accident and for the first time in their life player has to put the child locks on.

- legend nearly getting them banned from a 7/11 for trying to haggle a cashier and player having to explain thats not how it works here. they don't take him shopping anymore. or hyrule for the same reason. or wild because he keeps trying to buy things vastly overbudget and if he cant, he tries to steal them. only time, twilight and sky are allowed to go shopping now.

- twilight and time having "we will beat you to death" energy, so literally everyone leaves player alone because they have scary friend privileges.

- taking the chain to an amusement park and daring them to go on the Really Fucking Big rollercoaster. it goes about as well as you'd expect. the moment they were off wind immediately went to go on again, while the others watched in horror.

- trying to play different types of video games with them and watching it devolve into either roast sessions or senseless screaming. horror games are banned after wars tried to throw a sword through the tv screen at a jumpscare.

- player finally getting to wear their regular clothes again and the chain being like "???" because the outfit player came in was their "i dont give a single fuck about my appearance" outfit.

- player finally getting to play their personal music and watches as the chain collectively has a stroke because 1) what the fuck is this abomination flooding their ears and 2) why is it good

- wild being wild tries to set something on fire and gets chewed out to high hell because player had to call the fire department and wild narrowly avoided being arrested for arson. all fire weapons were confiscated after that.

- the spoken language is the same but the written one is not, so for the first good while the chain literally cant read. it gets awkward very quickly.

mmm, chaos and destruction - mold

THIS REMINDS ME OF REVERSE AU but instead halfway through the original journey they get thrown into Player's world. Imagine the excitement, the confusion.

I can already imagine the scene.

"Where are we?"

The area is foreign to- well all of them. Not a clue in sight as they glance around the clearing they've stumbled across, only the sounds of birds tweeting around them.

But you realise, stumbling through with Wild and Hyrule by your sides that you have a clue.

Oh, you have a clue.

"Wait, there's a sound coming from that direction!" The Sailor cries, already racing towards it, your heart dropping when you realise what exactly he was talking about. "There might be some people with answers."

Time goes to call for him but you're sprinting the next second, eyes wide with horror and feet pounding against the forest floor. "WIND STOP!"

The others make chase after you when neither you nor the boy slows down.

You watch him near bushes and push your body to go faster, harder until you're only a few inches away from him, hand darting out to snag the back of his shirt and yank him back as hard as he could, digging your feet into the dirt to stop yourself from hurtling towards what you had stopped him from running into.

The Motorway: filled with speeding cars that could have easily slammed into the boy and killed him without a second thought.

"Are you okay!?" You're rewarded with a shaky nod, eyes wide and watching the vehicles continue to hold him close to your chest, whispering thankful prayers to whoever may hear as the others finally catch up, saddling up to your side in awe. "You stupid bastard- stop when I tell you to!"

You didn't deserve that sort of heart attack in the morning.

"Your world?" Time asks after a moment, the others turning to you to see your nod of affirmation.

"Yup, for all its shitty glory."

You were home.

Sorry I got over-excited.

What I wanted to say is that I love your idea, Mold!

#cloud answers #linked universe #linked universe x reader #lu #linked universe imagine #player au #a player's aid #Anon asks

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tzaarons · 2 years ago

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4town headcanons:

robaire:

-a HUGE perfectionist

-gets matching bracelets for the whole band (the rings were his idea)

-hates orange flavored things

-has had a fear of hoverboards ever since he fell off of his friend’s in middle school

-had a club penguin phase

-orders stuff online everyday

-avid watcher of soap operas and recommends some of his favorites to z (z pretends to not care but starts watching them alone in his room later)

-shows up to every one of jesse’s daughter’s ballet recitals with a bouquet of flowers

-laughs the hardest out of everyone at t’s pranks but claims he doesn’t find them funny

-him, tae, and jesse plan spa days once in a while

-says “bless me” instead of “bless you” when he is by himself

-total germaphobe

jesse:

-hypes himself up in the mirror every morning

-overpacks for everything and anything

-is on letterboxd 24/7

-always makes sure there’s something for taeyoung to eat at a restaurant since he’s a vegetarian

-very annoyed about the fact that he can’t whistle

-his kids buy him those #1 dad trophies from their school’s book fair and he treasures every single one of them

-t implied that he saw jesse as an older brother figure ONCE and jesse started crying on the spot

-very picky about hair products or shower products in general

-cannot handle spicy stuff to save his life (his eyes got teary eating hot cheetos once and t always brings it up)

-watches baking shows and thinks he can do better while being horrible at baking

-heard z say his favorite candy were m&ms ONCE and now he always buys them for him whenever he goes to the store

-tried to teach robaire how to play guitar (he was horrible at it but kept telling robaire that he’d get there)

-makes his kids halloween costumes

aaron z:

-hates olives

-has a younger sister and an older brother

-whenever he had to go into victoria’s secret with his sister or mom he’d stay 5 feet away from the bras and awkwardly look down the whole time

-is always the one to say “it’s not even scary” while watching horror movies but flinches at every jumpscare

-blinks in group photos

-has his headphones on 90% of the time

-high school musical is one of his favorite movies but he’ll never admit that to anyone besides t

-him and taeyoung get iced coffee every saturday morning

-knows that robaire hates tomatoes on his burgers and purposefully annoys him by saying “my bad i forgot to ask for it without tomatoes” whenever he orders

-prefers listening to others but when the topic is something he’s really passionate about he’ll ramble for hours (only if it’s a small group of people though)

-he only owns shorts except for pj pants (which he barely wears)

-him and robaire constantly compete with each other while playing just dance and z wins every time

-has a secret obsession with watching dumb reality tv shows

aaron t:

-his subway surfers high score is 10,000,000

-draws stuff on the bottom of his shoes

-definitely plans matching halloween costumes for all 5 of them

-very good skateboarder

-despite being a literal acrobat he’s super clumsy

-is seen with z 80% of the time, even when they’re doing basic stuff like sitting down or watching a movie he’s always either holding with his hand or leaning against him

-cant sit still to save his life

-very social and talkative

-LOVES reggaeton and bachata

-had the biggest crush on romeo santos when he was like 12

-bridal carries the other members randomly to annoy them

-tries on jesse’s clothes and imitates him

-tae plays with his hair a lot whenever t has his hat off

-him and robaire always come back from shopping with 50 bags full of stuff they don’t need

taeyoung:

-loves to stir up the drama then leave

-cheats on board games and jesse gets too mad over it

-made a pact with t that if they are both single by 40 they’ll move in together

-very good at sewing and likes to make small things for the other members

-reposts a lot of fanart/fan made things on his instagram story

-has a collection of funko pops

-posts roblox story times

-him and robaire paint each other’s nails once in a while

-gets very offended if a friend’s dog/cat doesn’t like him

-him and z don’t always talk much when they’re together but it’s never really awkward silence

-he likes to have matching outfits with robaire from time to time

#4town #turning red #robaire #jesse #aaron t #aaron z #taeyoung #4town robaire #4town jesse #4town aaron z #4town aaron t #4town taeyoung

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salsdemise · 4 years ago

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Gundham and Korekiyo in a relationship hcs (separate)

I had fun writing these lol. TW/CW: slight V3 spoilers for Kiyo, other than that none! AU: non-kg/non-despair au Word count: 1,361(kinda long!)

HC’s under the cut!

Kiyo!

-I’ve done some on this but

-he’s a generally reserved person, not opening up about himself much if at all until farther into the relationship.

-His love language is giving you gifts!

-He travels a lot so by the time he’s back its like christmas lol

-if he comes home(assuming you live in the same apartment) at a time he knows ur asleep, he joins you in bed. May not sleep if he’s had tea or something to drink, but he enjoys it when he gets in bed and you almost instantly cling to him.

-Doesn’t like to be touched, that being said he LOVES invading your personal space. He’s wrapping an arm around your shoulders, waist, he’s spinning you around and goofing off, playing with your hair, ect.

-try and do the same with him and he won’t tell you not to, but he will be quite stiff and still. At least at the beginning of the relationship

-Loves 20’s and 30’s music? Like, Button Up Your Overcoat by Helen Kane? That shit slaps to him and if you like it too, then prepare to listen to it often.

-not one for public dates, loves dancing with you in your kitchen. Loves picnics too!

-doesn’t matter if you can’t cook, he’ll eat it even if it’s mostly burnt. He might even figure out a way to make what you make taste edible lol

-He loves taking photos of you randomly doing things. Cooking dinner? He’s got a picture. Drawing? Picture. Reading? He’s got one. Picking flowers on a picnic date? Obviously. You mid scream bc of a horror game jumpscare? He’s got two.

-If you end up asking about his bandages and stuff, he takes them off to show you various scars and marks. If you ask, he tells you about the ‘welcoming’ he got from natives of an area he was visiting. He doesn’t tell you he almost died though lol.

-He’ll make you bracelets n stuff

-He likes falling asleep with you on top of him. Helps him feel grounded and he loves holding you

-Fights are almost non-existent between you two.

-unless it’s about his trauma. But you two don’t often talk about that unless he’s had a day where he can’t stop thinking and even then you just hold him while he cries and talks about it.

-healthy relationship <3

-If you have any trauma he’s more than willing to help you through your issues, making you tea, holding you, calming you down. He’s a listener.

-He wants to know everything about you. What you like, what you don’t like, what makes you happy, what to avoid. He wants to make sure you’re comfy with everything.

-he always asks before touching you, kissing you, entering a room you’re in when the door is closed, calling you ect.

-You do the same. You always ask if you can go into his room, if you can look when he has his mask off, if you can hold his hand and stuff.

-He has a little garden! Mostly roses, but he likes it.

-You’ve made him masks and he adores them. His favorite has roses on the sides.

-Korekiyo loves you sm and you get along very well

-Valentines day you guys just stay inside and watch awful romance movies while cuddling.

-if you really want to go out, get ready because he’s not holding anything back. Gundham!

-Getting into the relationship is a LONG process.

-And I mean LONG

-It probably starts when you find one of his Devas. He’s looking for them and you’re just walking around with them on your shoulder and he nearly runs into you when he sees you have them and he’s like

- “Mortal, halt any further movement and unhand my Deva this instance!”

-ur just standing there with them on ur shoulder so you hold your hand out to it so it can climb on and then hand it to Gundham

-Mans shocked lmao like his devas clearly like you

-it happens three more times, all of them have gone missing once now

-He’s so confused???

-he starts following you around bc “your energy is...interesting, Mortal. My Deva’s truly seem to like you and I'm inclined to see why.”

-just accept it he’s not leaving you alone. Ever.

-if ur free after school he’s gonna ask you to go to the pet store he volunteers at too frequently (half the people there think he works there, he doesn’t but he might as well)

-if you say yes he’ll tell you about all the animals and let you hold them(might get you one if he likes you enough)

-Eventually he asks you out for real, he first asks you to go to the pet store again and you agree. Then he takes you on a picnic near a cemetery (if you ask why not in he says “It’s quite rude to disturb the dead like that, Mortal.”)

-Durning the picnic his Deva’s bring out notes to you while he’s not looking

-they’re little notes with poems saying how much he loves you

-very sweet, very sweet.

-He notices eventually and mans goes RED.

-hiding in his scarf, he tells you how he feels

-obviously you say yes, and you two start dating (kazuichi would be over the moon lol)

-mind you this is like 4 years into the friendship, y’all are almost out of highschool by now

-It takes him a while to initiate contact with you, also takes him a bit to get used to you touching him in general

-one thing he’s used to quickly is having your arms linked. He enjoys it. The devas do too. They can go from him to you!

-He’ll excuse himself 3 times a day to shower. Man has hamsters on him constantly, wears no underwear and is a little paranoid about being smelly since he was bullied for smelling like a hamster when he was younger.

-You don’t mind at all, seeing him with his hair down is amazing every time.

-He likes it when you play with his hair but he won’t tell.

-the deva’s will though-

-when you guys get close enough(7 years friends, 3 years dating) he’ll be comfy with skin to skin. And he adores it when you trace the many large and small scars on him from him training his animals.

-He isn’t someone to ask for cuddles, but when he’s had a rough day he’ll ask to lay down with you. He likes laying with his head on your lap or stomach and his arms around your waist while you mess with his hair.

-He has hard days a lot when out of highschool. So when he comes home from work (he works as a tour guide at a zoo change my mind) he likes to just,,,,collapse into you. He likes when you hold his face and kiss his forehead

-he’s a very affectionate person in private!

-,,,clearly, as written

-Fights are super rare between you two. Like, super rare. If you have an issue you both sit down to talk. You listen and work it out, and then things are fine.

-he doesn’t eat most meats. The only one he eats is fish. He will not eat any other meat.

-meals are easy with him though, you try your best for him and he loves it. You can make meals with meat in them and remove the meat from half of it for him and when you do he’s so happy. You think of him and he adores that.

-Lovey poems, notes, gifts, little things that make you both smile.

-his love language is gifts and notes.

-He’s surprisingly popular with kids at his work, so when you go to visit him with lunch, you’re kinda surprised at first to see him crouched down with a group of 5-8 year olds, talking about birds and lizards.

-You wait till the kids are collected and then go over, smiling

-he’s a little embarrassed.

-Valentines day is a DAY for you two

-he goes all out with it and that’s all I'm saying

#danganronpa imagines #danganronpa headcanons #korekiyo shinguuji x reader #drv3 korekiyo #non despair au #gundham tanaka x reader #danganronpa v3 #danganronpa v2 goodbye despair #fluffy #slight spoilers?#i love these men

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writerofshit · 4 years ago

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Jeremy/Alfredo for the ship meme, gotta get that rarepair content

send me a ship and i’ll tell you:

who reaches out to new neighbors

They're both pretty good about interacting with neighbors, but Alfredo is the one to notice that someone new moved in. Plus he can be a paranoid motherfucker, so he's gotta check them out and make sure they're not like... serial killers or something.

("Alfredo you're literally the sniper for the most notorious gang in the country, and I've taken more hit jobs than the average person has jobs."

"Ok but that's work, that's different."

who remembers to buy healthy food

They both make a conscious effort to eat healthy, try to eat at home, etc. It's mostly Jeremy though, because he's usually the one shopping for groceries.

who remembers to buy junk food

Alfredo, because a treat now and then is good for you, actually, it's motivation-

"You bought three boxes of Ring Dings!"

"Listen you asked me to come shopping, not my fault if some things jumped in the cart."

who fixes the oven when it breaks

They work together to accidentally break it even more before they call Michael to come help.

who waters the plants/feeds their pet(s)

Jeremy is the plants guy, because they tend to blend into the background for Alfredo.

Alfredo's got a whole system for the pet food though. It mostly involves keeping the dog from the cats because he'll eat all of their food if given the chance.

who wakes up earlier

They usually get up at the same time, and often because of Trevor's incessant phone calls.

who makes the bed

Alfredo. Once upon a time he didn't care, but Jeremy was the one to really introduce him to the wonderful feeling of climbing into a nicely made bed at the end of a long day. There's no going back now, even when Jeremy's not as worried about it anymore.

who makes the coffee

Alfredo starts it. Jeremy is oddly hopeless when it comes to a coffee machine. He's either got way too many scoops of coffee, or not enough. He does make the individual cups though.

who burns breakfast

Jeremy, although it doesn't happen often. He's a fairly good cook, even if his pancakes get a little over done sometimes.

Inserting this because I do what I want:

Their morning really boils down to routine, order of operations. They wake up to some crew notification, while Jeremy showers and gets dressed Alfredo makes the bed/starts the coffee/feeds the pets. They switch off, Alfredo goes to shower and get dressed while Jeremy makes breakfast, pours the coffee, tells Trevor they're totally on their way (they're not.)

how do they let each other know they’re leaving the house

By yelling each other's names at the top of their lungs like idiots. They've gotten more than one noise complaint.

how do they greet each other when one of them gets home

Also by yelling, but a little more subdued. It's no wonder they get new neighbors so often, actually.

who brings home little gifts like flowers/chocolates more often

They both do pretty equally! Jeremy likes to bring home dumb souvenir type t-shirts as a 'i was thinking about you' type thing. Alfredo will bring back beanies to keep Jeremy's bald head warm.

who picks the movie for movie night

They trade off! They don't really have a set night, so it's usually born out of "hey we should watch this tonight!"

their favorite kind of movie to watch

Pretty much anything that's not horror or scary at all. There was one night they got about half an hour into the original It, and then Alfredo got too freaked out and they watched Disney movies the rest of the night.

who first suggests a pillow fort

Alfredo, because "man I just want to be a kid again, forget about clowns and all that shit"

"Oh, like the kids in The Losers Club?"

"Jeremy why"

who builds the pillow fort

Jeremy, as both an apology and because Alfredo refuses to turn his back on any dark shadows in the apartment.

"Fredo it's not even real, the closest we're gonna get to a murderous clown is Fiona in the Po costume."

"But what if we're wrong? I'm not taking chances dude."

who tries to distract the other during the move

Alfredo, out of payback for making him watch even part of a scary movie. He makes numerous attempts to scare Jeremy, grabbing his shoulder or yelling suddenly. It backfires, because he somehow ends up scaring himself more.

Jeremy still throws popcorn at him to make him feel a little better about it.

who falls asleep first

Jeremy, because by the time Fredo gives up on the jumpscare thing, he's fuckin exhausted. Turns out building a fort takes a lot of him. Plus like... He's had a few beers, he's nice and warm, and Alfredo is tucked into his side like he still needs protection from Hades on screen. He could not be more content and relaxed.

who is big spoon/little spoon

Other than nights like these, when Alfredo is still picturing Tim Curry's face, they kind of alternate. One of them will roll over in bed, reaching out for the other. Just this little moment of 'hey we're here together, I love you, I want you close to me.'

#rarepair indeed!#this was honestly a lot of fun to do!#i often get sorta... stuck in certain pairings?#its refreshing to do something a little different #there are some i wont do out of... idk principle isnt the right word but just... pairings i dont ship romantically At All #this is not one im just rambling im sorry!#fredo and jeremy are actually adorable!#thank you for the req anon!#i hope you enjoy!#ragehappy #fahc #jeremy/alfredo #whats their ship name?#alfremy ?#jerefredo ?#idk man!#ks talks #anon #ask meme

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ithoughtthiswasagoodidea · 4 years ago

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I step into my house from outside. My shoes are wet, but not enough to feel it through the fabric. Had you looked at the lawn there would be a long path of matted grass where I always walk. Doesn’t matter, as long as I don’t have to switch socks, my footwear seems fine. Not the first time it’s rained.

The house is dark. It’s not dark outside, but it sure is inside. Might even have been creepy if it wasn’t so infuriatingly common here. The lights will turn on eventually.

I take my shoes off in what’s become a familiar motion. A routine. Something about it never fails to be relaxingly normal. I have yet to decide whether I want to head to my room or stay by the table. Either way that’s where my jacket will stay the night.

Probably want to head upstairs, sitting up sounds like hell.

As I walk up the stairs I can’t help looking at the frames lining the wall. There are six in total. One’s missing, someone made it fall off its hook a while ago, but they all contain old paintings made when I was younger. They’re bad. But they carry memories of when the house wasn’t dark like it is now. I guess they make me reminisce about those times.

At the top, the entrance if you will, is a decently large room with an ‘intricately made’ lampshade made out of paper. That’s a joke, it’s from Ikea, but the attic itself is pretty nice. The floor here is made from a different material than the main floor. My room is to the left, next to the unfinished bathroom.

My eyes are cast on the almost closed door. I know for a fact that I won’t like what’s on the other side.

I open the room, leaving my bag and jacket on the floor by my bed. There used to be a replica of an orchid on the wall next to my only bookshelf. It was pink and made out of some kind of plastic tape. I pulled it down some time ago.

To the right of that is a large wooden board hung over the opening to a smaller, separate part. Behind that is a singular lightbulb that turns on when you open the room. We call it a closet but it’s used mostly as storage. I’ve painted part of it, though most is still white.

Sometimes I’ll hear scratching on the other side.

While I look at it I’m filled with a mass of restless and anxious energy. It comes suddenly. Don’t exactly know why or what to do with it, but I suddenly want to be anywhere except my room. That’s fine. There’s nothing to do here. Maybe I’ll take a shower.

Walking back down is done automatically, there’s barely anything noteworthy about it. I turn into the living room and pause. Of course the laundry had to have been done today. I want to scream. For a moment I reconsider staying in my room and turn to the stairs by the entrance hall.

The front door creaks ominously ahead of me. I turn away from it to focus on the second door, the one in the kitchen, and wonder if anyone’s bothered locking it. An entire row of windows cover this side of my house. I’ve never put much thought to it but now it’s as unnerving as everything else.

A dull thud sounds throughout the floorboards and I carefully dislodge one earbud to listen. Wind howls in the trees out back and the house creaks around me. The yard is full of old oaks that drop their acorns in rhythmic, but startling, taps. It brings a form of serenity which is quickly destroyed when the heater boots up; making an impossibly loud jumpscare in the process. Nothing’s haunted then.

In the end I find myself by the table. My phone is delicately balanced on some random paraphernalia I left here some time ago. It’s playing a video at the highest volume I’ll allow myself. I am in desperate need of company.

It’s all too quiet now. The wind is barely moving, the trees aren’t tapping and the radiators are no longer buzzing. I return to my phone to find the video has been done playing for quite a while. I haven’t paid a lick of attention to it.

#writing #first post #first draft #to be continued #i guess #there is a house on lighthouse hill

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angelily95 · 4 years ago

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Longing For Feelings Pt.3

You and Yongguk just got back from Aunt Lee's. You helped him to enter the house, making sure there's no dirt stuck on the wheels of his wheelchair. After showering him and had a shower yourself, you joined him in the living room in a pajama.

"Should we watch a movie? There's a horror movie airing today." You suggested as you fixed his crumpled collar. You couldn't really watch horror alone so you had to persuade him. "You have to watch it with me. I am scared." You let out a laugh, feeling a little stupid.

"If you're scared, don't watch it." He said monotonously. You ignored what he said and pushed his wheelchair to the couch.

"Let's get you on the couch." You leaned down and held his body to transfer him to the couch. You saw his hand gripping the couch to reduce his weight on you. "Ha!" You exhaled once he was nicely sitted.

"Have you made up your mind?" His sudden question made you furrow your brows out of confusion.

"About what?" You sat next to him, turning on the TV before looking at his face. He was looking straight at the screen.

"Youngjae."

"Oh." You bit your thumb. Actually you hadn't decided yet. When you and Yongguk were at Aunt Lee's house, Youngjae came to deliver groceries for the elder woman. After a chit-chat, Youngjae suddenly asked you out for a date, in front of Yongguk and Aunt Lee. "I don't know."

Youngjae was a nice guy, there's nothing not to like about him. However, your heart was not really excited about it. Maybe the reason was the guy who was sitting next to you. Maybe at some point of your life, you had started to like him more than a friend should be. Maybe it was an requited love. Maybe.

"Should I?" You voiced out, wanting to hear his opinion.

"I don't know. It's up to you to decide."

You wished he told you not to go and stay with him. You playfully hit his arm, "If you're not going to help, why did you even ask?"

Yongguk didn't share the humor. "If you're planning to go out with him, I wish you would not come here anymore. Stop coming here."

You were heartbroken at how casual he sounded, like your presence did not matter at all. You blinked the tears welling up your eyes, it was not the time to cry. Not in front of him.

"Why?" You cautiously inquired.

"You have to let me keep my pride. I can't let someone's girlfriend keep seeing me like this. You know how it is. You taking care of me is more intimate than what people think. You have to see the worst of me. It has to stop."

"Even if I got married, I would still look after you." You said, coming from the bottom of your heart. Yongguk finally snapped his head to look at you.

"It's wrong. You can't keep seeing me. One day, we have to live our own life, separately. I am not going to depend on you forever."

"Of course, you won't. You will fully recover."

"In the future if I am still paralyzed like this, I won't depend on you."

"You're so mean." You looked away, wrapping your arms around your chest as you leaned your back on the couch.

"I'm telling you the truth. You have your own life to live."

"Then, marry me. Let me stay by your side forever. Let me take care of you. Let's build a family together." You burst out, tearing up while letting him know your feelings for the first time.

His face registered shock. "What the fuck are you saying?" He tiredly let out a sigh before saying with a low voice, "It's not gonna happen. What? Family? You think I can build my own family? With me being like this? I can't even feel my legs."

"Yongguk, I am sorry." You were afraid what you said offended him. You reached out for his hand but he quickly moved his hand away.

"Stop it. The movie is starting." That was the last thing he said before both of you started to watch the movie in silence. You occasionally yell during jumpscare but Yongguk was not producing any sound.

After the movie ended, you sent Yongguk to his room and dismissed yourself to a room that belonged to his late aunt.

***

A nightmare woke you up with a scream. You sat up and clutched your chest, your heart was beating so fast as you were crying out of fear. It was a bad idea to watch the horror movie, you regretted it.

You shouldn't have slept in the dark, now you were scared to go and turn on the light. You sobbed into your hands, hoping it would help to calm your heart. Suddenly, you heard a raspy voice calling your name. It was Yongguk.

"What's going on there? Come here."

You were too scared to move so you screamed to let him hear you across the room. "It's nothing. I had a nightmare."

"Come here."

"No, I am too scared to move. It's okay I will be fine on my own." You said with a choked sob.

"There's nothing to be scared of. I am here. Come."

His words encouraged you to make a run to his room. His room was lit with a dimmed bedside lamp so you could see him sitting on his bed. Your chest swelled with affection at the thought that if he could, he would have gone to your room to check on you.

"Are you crying?" He held out his hand for you to hold. You accepted it and sat on the edge of his bed. You shook your head to answer his question but you hiccuped.

"I told you not to watch the movie, didn't I?"

"Sorry for waking you up. I'll turn on all the lights and go back to my room." You let go of his hand as you got off the bed. It was your fault for not listening to him. He might look ignorant but as a good friend of many years, he knew you so well. You were a coward.

"Don't go. Sleep here. I know you can't go back to sleep alone." He offered the space next to him on the king sized bed. You blinked at him, perplexed. "What are you looking at? Sleep."

Slowly, you lied down next to him. Your face heat up when he clasped your hand with his, sharing his warmth. The air was filled with comforting silence as both of you were lulled back to sleep. You hugged his arm, your cheek rested on his shoulder.

In the middle of the night, a soft smile tugged on his lips.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

#bang yongguk #yongguk drabbles #yongguk oneshot #yongguk scenarios #bap yongguk #yongguk

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uselessmonsterboy · 5 years ago

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Okay, but it's only disheartening if that's the end of the story. And it isn't, or at least, it isn't meant to be. (this is a continuation of the Izuku roams the grounds thing) Aizawa and the other teachers worry over what to do with the Problem Child, not only is it viscerally disturbing to see it happen, but when the kid's a pro, he won't be safe on the streets. Which means UA has 2 years and change to get him comfortable with having a roof over his head.

At first, they leave him be. He's going to therapy, is following his weight gain plan, and uses the facilities of the dorm. None of his classmates say anything to him about it, they're all aware at this point that he's had a tough life, and if that weren't enough they were given a very stern talking to by Aizawa prior to the kids moving in. Izuku may sleep outside, in the forest or the training grounds, but he showers, cooks, and slowly starts to relax in the dorms.

The first big problem hits with the autumn winds, the UA staff worrying themselves sick over their precious adopted child. Rationally, they know he's survived winters before, but it doesn't make it any easier. Present Mic even pulls the kid aside, reminding him that he's free to use any of the buildings in the false cities, return to the dorms, or sleep in the auditorium if it gets too cold. Cementoss and Power Loader rig as many of the false building with heaters as they can.

Izuku is, at this point, doing better mentally and physically. He knows that his inability to sleep indoors is irrational, but he's just not at the point where he can bear to sleep in a place he calls his own yet. He doesn't know how to make the leap, and everyone's concern for him eats away at him. He spirals for a bit, feeling trapped by the love and compassion people are showing him after all this time. Eventually, it comes to a head with an accidentally insensitive remark by Mina.

She says something dumb about how cold it is in her room, and how she put in a work order days ago, but it still isn't fixed and it's tooorrrtttuurrreee. Izuku snaps something about how "she's lucky to have something covering her from the elements, and a bed and blankets to keep her warm, let alone a heater," He realizes what he's said, addressing the elephant in the room that had been there so long his classmates had started to forget about. Bursting into tears, he runs out of the dorm.

(My connection is getting laggy, idk how many of these are getting through) It's Uraraka who finds him, curled up next to the trashcans, hyperventilating. Even though she knows he's had it rougher than her, she too remembers the feeling of going to bed on an empty stomach, of the winter chill slicing through the flimsy fabric of a cheap coat. She tells him as much; adding on that she's willing to help in whatever way she can, even if it's just as someone he can vent to.

Uraraka listens, uninterrupting, as Izuku shakily rants at her. It's nearly half an hour of him hopping hysterically from tangent to tangent, going in depth about how scared he was, how some days he wasn't sure he would make it, how alone he felt.

He sobs about how he was convinced, for so long, that he deserved it, that he was a bad son, that either Inko ran away from him because she hated him, or she was taken from him against her will, and it's a catch-22 because if she hated him than he must have been a bad son, but if he hopes that she had to be taken from him, than he's wishing his mother is either in pain or dead, and doesn't that make him just as awful?

He admits that he wants to take the next step, he knows it's irrational of him to sleep on UA's streets like this, but he feels sick and undeserving every time he tries to sleep in a bed, or a couch.

And Uraraka does a good job of listening. Her heart fills with pain, so much so she worried Izuku will feel it, and run again. One of her best friends in the world was suffering like this in silence, and none of them had stepped in. She cries silently, doing her best not to distract him. When he finishes, she hugs him, tight, so tight she's afraid he might break. She helps him come up with a plan that night. A way to ease him back in to living in a steady environment again.

When they return, he goes to apologize to Mina, only for her to beat him to it. Despite his obvious discomfort, he admits he can't sleep in the dorms, that he was homeless, and doesn't want to discuss it further. Even though the class desperately wants answers past that, the look on Uraraka's face keeps them from jumping the poor kid for information. Things fall into a sort of forced quiet after that in regards to Izuku's past. None of the students want to break their trust with him, so they don't push him, but, to his surprise, they also don't push him away either. That doesn't mean they don't spend the next several weeks worrying, crying, reevaluating their abilities as heroes. Hound Dog's office is almost never empty after that, with someone or another going for advice or reassurance.

The only one who comes close to pushing Izuku away entirely is Bakugo, who's furious at himself both for not noticing, but also for punching down the way he did in middle school. He remembers leaving a shaking body in an alleyway, and feels ill. How close did Deku come to getting an infection, unable to recover in a clean, safe environment? How close did he come to dying in the gutter, like a discarded toy? He leaves Deku, no, Izuku, alone after that, and starts waking up in a cold sweat instead, haunted by dull, lifeless eyes on a face marred by grime and burns.

Izuku, spurred on by Uraraka and oblivious to his classmates' thoughts, starts to implement their plan. At first, he sleeps in the lobby of a random building once a week. He doesn't sleep on a couch, but curls up, small again, in his sleeping bag. He can almost pretend it's a bus stop, or a train station. He spends more and more nights sleeping in lobbies and fake restaurants, until he's comfortable spending the nights indoors.

From there, it's a relatively uncomfortable jump to trying to sleep in the entrance of the dorm. He still sleeps in the fake cities from time to time, but he gets more and more comfortable sleeping next to the dorm doors. Everyone is careful not to say a word, although some of the insomniacs and early risers jump the first few times they see him. After about a month of that, he starts creeping in to sleep on the floor of the common area. It goes relatively incident free. Ojiro does scream once, when he goes to get a late night snack. Half the dorm is woken up, but eventually, Izuku is assured it was merely Ojiro's sleep addled brain convinced the sleeping bag was Aizawa, rather than anything about him. Everyone else takes note, and any subsequent jumpscares are silent, and unnoticed. Even so, Izuku sleeps by the doors for the following two weeks.

Eventually, Izuku feels emboldened enough to try and sleep in his own room. It needs a thorough cleaning, dust coats everything in a thick layer. Optimistic, Iida washes the sheets on the school provided mattress, and makes the bed with military corners. Izuku tries to sleep on the bed, but ends up in his sleeping bag, feeling guilty that he still can't sleep on a mattress.

Again, he feels self-loathing at his own wastefulness. It's a perfectly good bed, but he can't stand it, he can't sleep in it. He starts sleeping in the hallway instead, trying to avoid his room as much as possible. This quickly catches the teachers' attention. They had been keeping a close eye on Izuku's progress, but had been unwilling to interfere after their previous efforts had backfired so spectacularly before. But now, it seemed like adult interference would be necessary. Nobody wanted Izuku to backslide now that it was so cold out. Yagi's the one to propose it, both to the teachers and to Izu-kun. If the bed makes him uncomfortable, why not replace it with a couch? That way, when he wanted to have people over in his room, they could have a place to sit, and the room wouldn't feel so empty.

At first, Izuku's reluctant to the idea. He may have hated the bed, but, it seemed like a waste to have it removed and to have a couch put in its place. Besides, wasn't he supposed to start living like a normal person now, wasn't this just giving up?

Yagi assures him that, no, going slowly, taking baby steps like this is perfectly okay. The only reason why they wanted him to live in the dorms was because they were worried about his safety. If he feels more comfortable sleeping on the floor, that's okay. And with the budget that UA has, one bed and one mattress are ultimately negligible. Todoroki helps soothe Izuku as well, pointing out that both he and Shoji sleep on futons, which aren't so different from his sleeping bag.

Izuku ultimately agrees, and finds that it's a lot easier to sleep in his room now that the expectation that he'll use his bed is lifted. While he doesn't know it, UA's staff, and his classmates, collectively let put a huge sigh of relief, now no longer having to worry about 1-A's resident little string bean freezing in the cold.

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Sorry if this was crazy long, or if it's out of character, I just like coming up with little snippets and stuff like this for my favorite creators.

#useless monster fanwriting #submissions #anon #they ended up DMing it to me so that there wasnt an ask limit issue #and i ADORE this #SOOOOO MUCH #hound dog getting an appearance as his position of councilor is so good #this is just #so wholesome and im ahhhhhHHHHH

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purplesurveys · 5 years ago

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What was the last thing you threw at someone? A piece of meat for my dog to run for. Well, walk and sniff around for. He’s an old guy and doesn’t run anymore unless we’re taking him out for a walk. Do you follow recipes? I always certainly have to, since I don’t have any one dish memorized. I’ll start off with a collection of recipes for sure, but I’m hopeful that I’ll be at least a decent cook over the next few years. Where's the last place you had an itch? The area behind my knee.

Do you look people in the eye when you talk to them? It’s always important to have eye contact to show you’re paying attention so yeah. But I know it can get uncomfortable for most people at some point – and me – so I’ll give my eyes a break and look at their forehead, their nose, the space between their eyes, etc. When you look into someone's eyes, can you see their pain? Uh no, I don’t look that intensely lmao. And even then, I’ve learned over the years that most people are very good in hiding or playing off their true emotions that even if I try to find something off, I’ll likely turn up with nothing.

When was the last time you sneezed? Midnight today. How do you act under pressure? It will depend on how much there is to do and how much time there is left. I don’t have one permanent behavior for every time I feel pressured, which is pretty often. Who did you last say "I love you" to? My dog. Do you ever call people just to hear the sound of their voice? Yes, back when everything was normal I’d sometimes call my girlfriend just to drop by and say hi, and also because our schools are a little far apart and I’ll miss her in the middle of the day. School usually stresses her out so I do that as a pick-me-up for her. When was the last time you used a glue stick? January maybe? Our profs always ask us to submit index cards with our contact details and a 1x1 photo at the start of the semester, so there’s a good chance I asked to borrow glue from someone to paste my photo onto the card. What was the last startling noise you heard? Some dipshit on my Twitter feed decided it was good fun to share a jumpscare disguised as an innocent, cute video at 3 AM. I was mad about it then and I’m still mad as hell about it now lol. Do you ever look back at your yearbooks? I did this a lot as a kid. Idk why, I found it interesting to get to know the people in my school and read their write-ups I guess. I stopped looking back on them precisely because I did it too much when I was younger. Do you ever want to be prom queen/king? No. I did not give a shit about prom at all. I really would’ve happily skipped out on it but my school is a complete killjoy and made both attendance and bringing a date mandatory for everyone. No stags, can you believe it? It’s like when Captain Holt from Brooklyn Nine Nine said “Have a good time, I specifically requested it” lol Are you tired? Tired of this quarantine, yes. But I took a nap not too long ago so I’m not feeling to sleepy in that sense. Have you ever ran from the police? I haven’t done anything for them to have to do run after me, so no. Are you afraid of clowns? Not really. I was never exposed to them much so I always just saw them as people in heavy makeup that do balloon animals and other funny tricks. Have you ever written on someone's face in your yearbook? HAHA yes. When my sister and I were kids we bickered a lot, and in one of our fights I thought it’d be funny to doodle on her kinder portrait. She didn’t think so and she started wailing - just in time, I heard my mom coming home and I had to think fast so my sister a) stopped crying and b) wouldn’t tell on me. So I did the stupidest thing and also doodled on my own prep portrait to make her feel better. She calmed down and my mom never found out. When was the last time you made dinner? I *helped* my dad make dinner a few months ago. I haven’t completed a meal myself. Do you have any special plans coming up? They’re gonna be mellowing down the lockdown rules in my province by the 15th and I’m really hoping to see Gabie soon. Realistically I doubt it would happen as I don’t think both our parents would agree to it, but it’s still nice to keep hoping. Did you just lose the game? Yep, but I really only found out about this game from Reddit a few months ago and I didn’t grow up having to play it, so I’m never all too pissed off or like emotionally invested in general whenever I lose it haha. What is a class at school you are interested in taking? There are global studies electives that I was unaware of until someone told me to take them after I enrolled for my last sem in collefge. There are courses on Turkish culture, global gastronomy, and they also had past courses on ‘Diversity on Perspectives on Peace and Conflict,’ ‘Cultures of Disasters,’ and ‘Cultures and their Global Entanglements.’ They all sound right up my alley and am disappointed no one told me sooner. Do you hold on to your dreams? Some of them, the ones I know I have a chance of attaining. Obviously I’ve had to let some go, like wanting to go to the moon or becoming a firefighter. Do you follow rules or break them? Follow. I don’t like getting into trouble. Is there someone you are dying to see? A lot of people. Who do you want to be buried next to? I’ve given this zero thoughts. Are you double-jointed? Nope. Did your dream last night involve blood? It didn’t. I’m not even sure what my dreams were anymore. Who was the last person to yell at you? My mom, probably. How do you feel about the new president? I wouldn’t call him new, he’s in the latter half of his term now. I hate him and I hope he dies soon. Do good things come to those who wait? Sure, it can happen. What is the last song you played on iTunes? I haven’t used that in a while. The last one I listened to on Spotify was Sudden Desire by Hayley Williams. Petals For Armor is still on loop, surprise. What is the last thing you looked up on youtube? I was showing my sister the hilarious Vine of Beyoncé where she thanks a talk show host who tells her “You are Beyoncé,” as if it was a compliment looooool, so I looked up “you are beyonce thank you.” When is the last time you went to the grocery store? March 9th. What is your favorite fish? Tuna or eel for raw fish, tilapia for cooked. What kind of calendar do you have? A digital one. Have you ever been two hours late for school? Oh hell no. I’ve been late before, but if it’s as dramatic as being an hour late I usually just cut class to save myself the embarassment of having to do the walk of shame entering the class. What is your favorite stuffed animal that you own? I don’t have any stuffed animals. Who did you hang out with yesterday? My family, as has been the case since March. Has anyone stolen your heart yet? Yes. Have you ever won a gold medal? No. I’ve won first place before, but they didn’t issue out gold medals. Do you have any trophies? Also no. Do you work out? I don’t. When you introduce yourself, do you give hand shakes? Sometimes, but tbh I just picked it up from Gabie who’s a big hand-shaker. I preferably wouldn’t cause it seems so formal to me. Is there a limit to how many best friends you have? Yeah, like I wouldn’t want to have a lot; I like keeping my immediate circle small. I’m more than content with my two best friends. When's the last time you went to a dance? 2016. What grade are you in? Soooooooooo unbelievably close to graduating college. Are you in a band? I’m not and haven’t been. Have you ever been in a talent show? No thanks. Have you ever won a contest? Competitions, yes. Contests, no. How do you feel about germs? I’m quite particular about them. I don’t like sharing clothes with people; I pick which friends get to eat off of my spoon or sip from my straw; I’m super iffy about touching someone else’s keyboard; I really don’t like having to touch other people’s hair and with that is also the fact that I never borrow or lend hair ties. Holy shit so I’m more germaphobic than I thought and all I had to do was list these things down......................... Do you like screamo music? Not really. What does your wallet look like? Pink and a lot thinner now that I haven’t been given an allowance since they stopped school. Do you have any hickeys on you? No. At this point, I really wish I did lmao Would you rather have money or love? Money. I love love, but I won’t deny that I also love being able to afford the lifestyle I want to live haha. Do you have any family pictures hanging on the wall? Not on the wall, but we have several frames lined up on the first few steps of our stairs. Which do you prefer: bath or shower? Bath after a long hard day. Shower most days. Do you have a lamp in your room? I used to, but I removed it after realizing the light just keeps me from falling asleep faster.

Do you have windows vista? No. Do you have the strength to say goodbye forever? I’ll deal with it if I had no choice, but I’ve never handled goodbyes well.

#survey #surveys

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secondchancesfic · 5 years ago

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S.C: Chapter III

Superhero!AU

Fandom: Sanders’ Sides

Pairings: Parental Analogical, Platonical Anxceit, Platonical SleepxDeceit.

Tags/Warnings: Cursing, one sided crush (DeceitxLogan), nightmares. Violence (shocked, kicked) Hypnosis/Induce hallucinations. Hallucinations. (If I missed something, please tell me)

Words: 6842

TOGETHER BREAKFAST:

It was morning already, 5:30 to be precise. Monday.

Logan woke up turning around in his bed, he felt tired and heavy like usual. He searched for his glasses in the bureau, touching his book, a glass of water and the clock before setting his hand on the pair. He places them under his eyes and stretches while yawning, gets out of bed and goes straight to the bathroom to take a shower and brush his teeth. All part of his normal routine. His clothes were already in a chair, ready to be wore.

He finished fixing his hair and tying his tie when he heard the shouts of Virgil and Gregory fighting again over something he couldn’t comprehend, he check his wrist clock. 5:46 am. Odd… their antics usually start 6 minutes later. He finishes fixing his outfit and turns to grab his brown bag that was hanging from the chair, once he checked for his books, pens and markers to make sure they were there, he exists the bedroom.

-Are we seriously having this conversation?- Gregory said amused by Virgil’s reaction when he pour mustard on his eggs. Virgil gagged dramatically, getting an eye roll from the other hero.

-You are so fucking gross, man! - Virgil said looking away, Gregory flip him off while eating his eggs cover in a heavy layer of the yellow condiment.

-Good morning- Logan said as he entered the kitchen, both young heroes greeted him.

-There are some eggs in the pan- Virgil said with the mouth full.

-And you call me gross …- Gregory remarked as he raise his cup of coffee and looked with disgust at Virgil.

Virgil open his mouth to show the chew food, Gregory sneered very gross out. The purple eyed hero smirk and continue eating his breakfast. Logan looked at both of them while eating his eggs standing up.

-So, what’s for today? - Logan asked. –Is anyone staying late today?-

-Nah, after class I’m coming here- Virgil said almost relief.

He hated to be in the medicine career, finishing it was more of a challenge than a desire of his. Virgil wanted to prove he was able to be responsible, and what is more responsible than a career that involves saving lives.

Of course, it doesn’t make any sense. It’s not like he wasn’t doing so already by being a freaking hero, but might as well study something related to his powers if he isn’t able to be a solo hero right? Suffice to say, being in the career is a mistake and Virgil is a mess.

-Gregory? - Logan turn to the other hero.

Gregory choked a bit in his coffee, but composed himself quickly. –Well I don’t think I have practice today, so I guess I’ll be here too after class-

Virgil snorted.

-What? – Gregory looked directly at Virgil.

Virgil finished up his breakfast with a fade smile. Gregory would get startled when someone used his name, Virgil usually cuts it short to Greg or calls him Dee while Logan calls him by his hero name since they spend more time at the association. He hated his name with a burning passion but what was he supposed to do?

-Alright, then. Do call if any of you need assistance of sorts- Logan finished his breakfast and placed the empty plate in the sink.

-It won’t be necessary, Logan. I appreciated it though- Gregory said getting the cup of coffee to his lips.

Logan smiled and nodded, Gregory’s heart skipped a beat. The older hero turn to clean up his plate, Gregory looked at Virgil who was scrolling through his phone.

“The date” Gregory remembered.

-Hey Virgil, can you lend me your phone? - Gregory suddenly asked.

-No- Virgil said deadpan with his eyes glued to the screen.

-Wha- Why not??- He was genuinely thrown aback.

-Because last time I lend it to you, you made my phone glitch and throw jumpscares every time I tried to open my apps- Virgil throw daggers with a stare at Gregory, his voice was annoyed but amused.

Oh. Right. Gregory chuckled to himself. Virgil wasn’t angry anymore about that prank, he was rather impressed and amused but hell knows he was really freak out the first 5 times the jumpscares pop out.

Anyway, Gregory won’t be able to get that phone asking nicely, so maybe he could try to search through Virgil’s computer for some information like where would it be and who is the date and the time…

“Ok…That’s a really creepy thing to do…” Gregory thought to himself.

His crush was getting in the way of thinking objectively. Objectively speaking, Logan can be really cold and talk and talk about subjects that no everyone can comprehend, maybe Logan would annoyed the date so much they end the date sooner. That way Gregory wouldn’t have to move a finger and his conscience would be clean. Sure, hoping for the worst on someone he cares isn’t nice but he really didn’t want Logan to be with someone else. If Gregory couldn’t have him no one else can…

“I should really stop thinking about this….” He thought to himself again.

Once everyone finished their breakfast and clean up the dishes, they left the home together.

MORNING:

They get to their location; the university. Logan works as a calculus teacher, while the other two younger heroes go to class but not in the career Logan usually teaches. It is a matter of walking for a couple minutes for each to get to their respective classes, to either attend or teach.

The older hero was always excited to teach his class something new, but this time he was feeling rather nervous. After questioning Crimson and the information about their preferable pronouns, Logan kept thinking about the possibilities of who they might be. Certain mannerisms and physical characteristics seem to match someone he knows from one of his classes, as well as the pronouns. However, there’s no way to prove that at all. It might be just a coincidence, a very, very, very huge coincidence. There are plenty people with black hair, there is a low percentage of people being non binary but it’s still a remarkable percentage. Crimson couldn’t be a 19 year old, they were doing so much wrong, so much destruction and at such young age.

No, Logan was just overthinking that probability. It was just a coincidence.

He walked towards the classroom, once inside he went towards his desk. Students were taking to each other, sleeping or listening to music. Some of them notice their teacher getting the markers out and went to sit in their own desks. Logan greeted everyone in a kind and energetic way, only to get a monotone greeting and groan.

-You could at least pretend to have energy. What, the coffee machine stopped working? - Logan said with a smile

Some students giggled. He can understand their not very passionate greet, it was 7:30 am; class should had started 30 minutes ago but Logan lets his students have those extra minutes to try to wake up. It doesn’t always work though. No class should start this early, but what can he do?

-Alright. I’ll check your attendance, so pay attention- He called out.

Name after name, each student said either a “Here” or a groan. Whatever sound coming from the very tired and sleep deprived students would count to Logan and he would place a mark next to their names.

-Liberato, Elliot- Logan called out the name. He didn’t get an answer, which wasn’t unusual, Elliot was often asleep or listening to music while resting their head in the desk. Logan look up from his list and looked at the empty desk.

Students looked at the desk, some of them who are closed to Elliot mumbled, sharing looks and shrugs. “Odd…” Logan thought. Elliot has never missed a class. Sure, they had few absences due to not paying attention when they got called, but other than that, they would always be there.

Logan continued calling out all the names until he finished, then told his students to read the copies he got for them last class and excuse himself from the classroom. He went towards the office, sometimes students would leave a constancy or a message for the teacher so the absence wouldn’t hurt their final grade.

Most of the teachers wouldn’t even care about the constancies, thinking it is only an excuse for being lazy and miss class. Logan did care about his students, and knew certain circumstances could and would affect them outside of their control, so he makes sure to give a little extra help if anything of the sorts occurred, but the students needed to present something that made sure it was completely necessary to miss a class.

Once he got to the office, he asked for any message or constancy from Elliot. The secretary didn’t had any of those things, Logan thanked the secretary and left towards his class. He stopped in the corridor and took out his phone to check if he got any email from the student, his mail box was empty. He got to his class, several students were talking instead of reading. Typical.

-Alright, go back to your desks and continue reading- Logan said as he pointed at a couple students who were sat over their desks. Everyone returned and continue reading.

Logan sat down at his desk and organize his notes. He glance at the empty desk. What were the odds of capturing Crimson and suddenly one of Logan’s best students wasn’t there? Odd. And, if true, heartbreaking.

NOON:

Last class of the day was dismissed; Virgil was more than happy, it was one he hated after all.

Instead of telling Logan or Gregory, since they probably were in class, he decided to walk home. It was common for Virgil to do so, he knew all the streets pretty well and frequently used the public transportation. And it’s totally not because he goes at night fighting minor criminals and leaving the crime scene as fast as possible.

Virgil walked out of the campus and across the street towards a café. He didn’t exactly like it there, the coffee really sucked and the ambience was shit, but since his favorite place was down for the moment he didn’t had other options. The only good thing from that place were the pastries, for some reason pastries were not the specialty there. The person owning the place was very dumb or had too much faith in the horrible and poor excuse of coffee. Virgil could say that place made him very bitter.

He got the establishment and order a chocolate muffin. It looked grey, literally. As if someone stole very grey clouds and paste them to the walls. The first time Virgil got there he thought it was in renovations, but in reality, that was the aesthetic they decided to get.

Once he got his muffin and left. Virgil started walking while eating his chocolate muffin, he took out his phone and started scrolling through his social media. There were some pictures and artwork of several heroes, he always thought it was cute how some people show appreciation through art. Sometimes he even finds artwork for Mender, which makes him feel good and flustered. He closes the app to open Tumblr and starts scrolling down his dash; talking about fanart, Virgil has been looking through some pictures about an angel and a demon. He doesn’t know which show are those characters from but he finds them pretty awesome and the art is always amazing and really, really, really gay.

-Wow, this is gay- he chuckles between bites.

Virgil continue walking when a sudden explosion caught his attention, making him drop the rest of his muffin and cover his ears. He look up and looked around, in the other side of the street there was a bank with smoke and panicked people coming out of it. Virgil frown and ran towards an alley, hiding behind a dumpster, he took off his hoodie and put it in his backpack, leaving it in the ground. Then he looked at the black belt he was wearing and with a push of a button in the center, tiny particles started to cover him up until his superhero uniform was complete.

He ran out of the alley and towards the bank, people were still running and screaming in terror, whatever or whoever was there it sure terrified everyone. Virgil, now Mender, enter the bank looking around in a cautious manner. He saw people on the floor, their eyes were glowing with a green spiral and wouldn’t move at all. Mender got close to one of them and pressed his fingers in their forehead, physically they were fine but they wouldn’t snap out of whatever trance they were in.

A sudden fit of laughter drag his attention towards the vaults, Mender stood up and walked carefully towards the cackles. The few people who weren’t in trance were still curled up, hiding under the counters. He got close to them and made them leave as quietly as possible, the people mouth a thank you when they passed beside him. Mender made sure they were out before getting closer.

He had a clear view of the vault. In the middle of the vault there was a man laughing, his attire looked like something a pompous prince would use. His garb and pants were completely black, he was also wearing…high heels?

Several ornaments were silver, except for a big almost transparent image of an octopus in his garb, which was a dark green, the tentacles surrounded the arms of the villain; it also seem he had… glitter all over his attire, as if a child throw a big bag of the finest glitter over him. A masquerade was covering his face, it was black with silver painting, with a couple feathers and a broken crown glued to it.

- Isn’t this a huge BOOTY?!- The man laughed while holding 2 bags together.

Mender moved his hand towards his belt to grab one of the gadgets, but suddenly felt a hand over his shoulder and a strong shock all over his body. It was a painful feeling, he thought he was going to die from it. He dropped to the ground hugging himself.

-Is this the best hero they got!? – Another man groan –How are we supposed to be well known and feared when they don’t even send the best of the best?- He then kick Mender in his side, making him lay in the ground.

Mender’s view was blurry, but he could see the other man walk over him. He wore black pants, boots with also high heels (what was wrong with this two?), his garb was white with golden ornaments, he wore red gloves and he was also wearing a masquerade but it was red with golden trimmings and a crown. It looked cleaner than the other man’s mask.

-Come on, brother! Cheer up! We can go buy whatever you want with this pair!- He hold the bags closer and moved his shoulders in a suggestive way. Mender was healing himself discreetly.

-Could you act more mature for once?- The other man said

-You want mature? Sure! DICKS! BALLS! CU- The man with both bags is cut off by a tiny shock from the other man. –OUCH!-

-Let’s just leave already, shall we?-

Mender manage to stood up and block their way out, to the surprise of both villains.

-Are you two new or what? - Mender said in a pissed off manner.

-Shit!! Didn’t you shock him? - Asked the man with the green attire, taken aback.

-I did!- The other man said, almost offended. –How are you standing up?!- He yelled.

-Why would I tell you, prep? - Mender sneered.

The man with black attire chuckled while the man in white gasped. – I AM A PRINCE, YOU EMO NIGHTMARE!- He charge his hand with electricity while Mender grabbed the yellow gadget from his belt. He throw it in the villains’ direction, the man with white attire hold back the attack and pushed his brother out of away. The man closed his eyes and covered himself waiting for that thing to explode or something, but nothing happened. He looked at Mender and laughed.

-Is that the best you have?! You’re pathetic- He raised his hand towards Mender and tried to summon electricity, he notices nothing coming from his hands. Mender crossed his arms and smirk.

-What’s the matter, princey? - Mender asked mischievous.

The man looked at his brother in bewilderment, they were confused and slightly afraid. The green attire man let go of the bags he was holding and ran towards Mender. Mender was thrown aback and quickly tried to hold on one of his gadgets, the villain was closed and he was waiting for a punch that never came. The green attire man placed a hand over his eyes and a green light was the only thing Mender saw.

Suddenly it was completely dark, Mender was walking in a dark street, and a fade light above him was the only source he had to see around. He felt several hands all over him, dragging him away from someone who was screaming his name and trying to get him. Then he saw how the man was being kicked and punch severely by other man. Mender was screaming horrified while still being dragged until everything was consumed by darkness.

Mender fell to his knees, he was sitting in the floor crying and panicking. The green attired villain sigh in relief while his brother was still confused.

-Ro?- The man asked the white attired man.

-Let’s go before he gets up again-

Both man grabbed 2 bags each of money and ran out of there, only the white attire man looking behind him for a few seconds before leaving the crime scene. Some minutes passed and 2 heroes got there, one chased the villains while the other walked inside the bank to make sure people were alright and to look for damages. She went towards each and every person and tried to wake them up from their stupor without avail. She then opt for throwing a bit of water in their faces which seem to work well, getting some very confused looks and a scream of horror before calming down.

She then walked towards the vault cautiously, finding Mender sat down without responding.

-Mender? - she said surprised, recognizing the young hero. She walked towards him. –Are you alright? Mender?- She crouch besides him and saw he was in the same state like the others victims so she splash a bit of water in his face and he was thrown aback, looking around in a complete panic.

-Wh-What??- His eyes were full of tears. Besides him, he saw the young hero from the other day, the girl with hydrokinesis?

-Are you ok, Mender? - She asked worried.

-I…I think so… Uh…- He tried to stand up but his legs were wobbling, she stood up and let her hand out so he could hold it, Mender hold it. –I’m… Sorry… I-I didn’t catch your… name- he said embarrassed.

-Real one or hero one? - She smiled

- Non … - He said rubbing his head, trying to get rid of the nightmarish sensation.

-Well, hero Flow at your service, Mr. Mender- She said cheerfully while extending her hand.

-Don’t call me Mr…I’m not that old…-He said with a half chuckle taking her hand. She smiled warmly.

Both heard the voices of the other victims so Flow ran out of the vault to attend to them. Mender stayed for a moment, looking around. They didn’t steal as much as he thought but that didn’t impede the guilt to crawl in his chest.

The villains got away, and it was his fault.

Flow made sure everyone was fine before starting with the questions, Mender walked towards her and the other people. The victims were confused and shaken, some were saying how they were feeling fear and paralyzed, others said it was like a never ending nightmare.

The other hero, named Bright Raven, flew over the bank. His body was covered in with light until he landed in the entrance. He went towards Flow and told her something before going towards Mender, who was attending a guard that was shocked by the villain in the white attire. Once the young hero finished, she walked away after saying “thank you”. Bright Raven got closer and placed a hand on Mender’s back making him jolt in surprise.

-Chill, M. It’s just me- said the hero.

Mender let out an exhale -Hey…-

Bright Raven sit down next to the young hero. The both looked at Flow while she was doing her job.

-She is very social…- Said Mender. –Did Dot assign her to you?-

-Yeah, she is very quirky but nice- Bright Raven said with a kind smile. He then looked at Mender while the other hero looked at the group of people. –She told me you were in trance-

Mender flinched. And look down embarrassed.

-Vee, are you ok? - The other hero asked, concern showing in his voice.

-Yeah- He said standing up.

-Hey- Bright Raven stood up and hold his arm. –It’s ok if you aren’t-

-I’m fine, N. - Mender said numbly –Let me go-

-You know I need to tell L about this, right? - He said in a serious manner.

-Don’t- Mender looked directly at his eyes.

-You know you shouldn’t be doing this alone, you didn’t call for back up- the older hero said without letting go.

Mender manages to pull his arm out of his grip. –Since when did you turn into a pain in the ass? – He groan and mumbled –First dad, then Dee, now you?-

-Vee- the other hero gets interrupted

-Not a word about this- Mender said pointing a finger at the other. He lower his face and looked down –Please-

Nate sighed. –Fine, but don’t do it again. You could have hurt yourself…Those two villains… they are a royal pain in the ass-

The older hero walked towards the group of people, Flow was already finishing up the questioning, all written down in a notebook she had.

“She came prepared for this? How cute.” Mender thought.

He walked out of the building and ran quickly, trying to avoid being looked by other people and the press. He went to the alley and got his backpack, he press the button in his belt and his suit was put away. Virgil rest his back in the wall and tried to take deep breaths, he was aghast. He didn’t expect this two villains to be so dangerous, he could have seriously been hurt way worse than any other time he tried to fight other villains.

However, the nightmare he has had for a while was clearer. Virgil felt he was close to knowing who was the man screaming his name. Now he knew it wasn’t Logan, he didn’t looked like Logan at all. If it was his “real” father, maybe he could search for him. It’s not that he doesn’t love Logan or that he wasn’t enough, but Virgil was and is curious to know where he came from. The story he was told about how he was found was weird, it was as if he came out of nowhere. He wanted to know more about his past and who his real father was.

Maybe if he fights this villains again and lets the green attire villain to trance him, he could get a clearer image of the man’s face… That’s the worst idea he has had ever… He should head home now, before any other shocking surprise happens…

NIGHT:

At sundown, the heroes were at home. Logan was grading his students’ homework from last week in his office, while Virgil was in his bedroom decompressing from that day. He didn’t tell anyone what had happened and hope he wasn’t taken any photo. By now, they all ate and went on with their normal routines.

At 8, Logan would head out to the association and be back at 11 pm if there was nothing to be done or was forced by Dot to go home. Virgil would stay at least at 12 am trying to sleep and failing in the process, grabbing his phone and scrolling through tumblr. Now, the only one missing was Gregory, he usually would sleep the rest of the day away right after school or he would do any kind of chore around the department to avoid doing homework. He wasn’t very consistent on certain things, the only predictable thing he does is walking in the park at night.

Gregory grabbed his backpack and got out of the department, taking his keys with him. Most of the time he would walk around with no direction, just to decompress, other times he would bring his homework or a book and sit down in a bench. At midnight people would usually be at home, but not him. For some reason, he loved being in the darkness and reading with the help of the fade street light.

It was very dark except for the street lights that were glowing. Some had the distinctive orange hue of old age while others seem to be replaced by the white light. The night was the perfect temperature and no person was in sight, he went and sat down in a bench and took out one of Logan’s favorite books. He was ready to finish up the rest of “The Murder of Roger Ackroyd” when suddenly his phone buzzed. Thinking it was one of the other heroes or the association he picked it up, frowning at the name that appeared over the text. Gregory left it by his side and tried to concentrate in the book, but the phone wouldn’t stop buzzing. Several messages took for Gregory to pick it up again and send an “Alright” before putting the book back in his bag and walking away from the park.

It wasn’t that late, at least around 9 or 10 pm, so taxis should still be around. Gregory waited in the sidewalk next to a taxi’s stops. He extended his arm when he saw one car approaching, the taxi slow down and stopped completely in front of him. The doors were unlocked and Gregory got inside.

-To where?- The driver asked.

-A bar call ¨The Others¨- Gregory said politely.

The driver nodded, he started the record and drove away while Gregory scrolled through his phone, checking his twitter for any kind of news or to see a post from any of the people he follows.

The news of the bank robbery pop up in his phone, a lot of people were talking about it and retweeting it. Gregory looked one tweet that had a link to the news article, he press it and he went to the web page. He looked through the pictures taken of the crime scene, there were no casualties but there was a lot of damage that would need to be taken care of. After scrolling more he looked at the pictures of Bright Raven (Nate) and Flow (Oh, the new girl…Morgan was it?). They seem to have taken care of the problem, except that no villain was caught. Gregory frown, he started to read one of the paragraphs describing how the heroes were late to stop the pair of villains who assaulted several people and manage to escape with at least 4 bags of money.

He looked through more photos to see which villains were, there was only one picture of the criminals that was taken by an amateur, it only showed one of the villains but it was good enough. Gregory could see the black attire and the masquerade as well as a mustache, the villain looked like a bad guy from one of those old western movies where the villain wore a black hat and looked disheveled.

He continue scrolling and read one quote of one the victims. It said:

¨All this suppose heroes are useless!! The first hero couldn’t even fight back and the other 2 got late!! They have only one job and they can’t do it properly! ¨

Gregory raised an eyebrow in confusion. ¨3 heroes were at the bank?¨ he thought. He looked around the page to search if there was any picture of the other hero. In text, the first hero was mention a couple times but no name or picture was given. ¨That´s weird… I´d have to ask Nate tomorrow. ¨

The taxi parked in the front of the bar.

-That’d be 10.56- the driver said, looking at him through the mirror.

-Thanks- Gregory said while taking out 11 dollars, he gave it to the driver and he got off. The taxi drove away.

The street was really dark, the street light weren’t enough to light the whole place. The bar was a different story. It had a big bright neon sign and several white lamps illuminating the entrance. You could see this place from afar like it was a lighthouse. Music was so loud it could be heard from outside and several people were leaving the place very intoxicated.

Gregory sighed and walked towards the entrance where he was stopped by the security guard.

-ID?- the security guard asked.

Gregory took out his wallet to get his ID, he show it to the security guard who gave him a wary glare before letting him enter. The hero walked between the people who were dancing to the music playing in the background, it was very uncomfortable due to some being very intoxicated or sweaty or both.

He continue walking until he got the bar and sat down in one of the stools. Gregory looked around and saw the people dancing while screaming incoherent non sense, probably trying to sing the lyrics of the song. In the darkest parts of the establishment, some people were actually talking in individual tables.

-What can I get you?- Gregory jumped from the sudden sound. In the waves of loud noises, the server’s voice pierced through all.

-Just water- he said composing himself. The server went away and came back with a glass of cold water.

Before Gregory could sip the cold drink, a hand smacked his back and it was accompanied with a loud yell.

-GURL! What is this nonsense!?-

Gregory cough up the water that now was in his lungs and tried to look to his side. A man with a white ripped shirt and jeans, wearing a pair of sunglasses was sitting next to him, smiling mischievously. He was holding a jacket over his shoulder.

-4 shots! And a sex in the beach- said in a cheerful tone.

The server smiled and rolled their eyes and went ahead to do the order.

-Wow… You really don’t want to get home tonight…- Gregory said still coughing lightly, cleaning the water with a napkin.

-What are you talking ‘bout? The 4 shots are for you!- said the man, still smiling. His back was towards the server and was looking at the people dancing around.

-Thanks, but no- Gregory said while drinking water carefully, glancing over the guy for any kind of surprise.

-Come on!! You used to shove a whole bottle! What happened to the fun Deceit?- He almost yelled.

Gregory shoot a glare at him, placing the water down.

-I sometimes wonder how we’re even alive. A presume your identity is known by everyone in the city at this point- he glared seriously at the man.

-They wished! I change people’s lives for the best!- he said sitting to look at the server, who brought the drinks and placed them in front of both men.

-Here ya’ go, babe!- The man pushed the shots towards Gregory who kept glaring daggers. The other man started drinking his beverage as if it was the last. He placed his half empty glass down and looked at Gregory who was still glaring and not grabbing any shot.

-FINE! I guess I’ll drink by myself tonight! - He hold one of the shots and shove it down, coughing afterwards and laughing.

-Why did you wanted to see me, Remy?- Gregory asked unamused and annoyed.

Remy looked at him, taken aback by the tone. –Can’t I just call up my little old ex-partner in crime and hang out in our favorite spot?- He smiled cheerfully.

- No, this is way too risky - He said while looking at his water.

The other man gave an airy laugh. –If it was that risky, you wouldn’t have come Mr. Reformed- Remy laughed while mixing one of the shots in his beverage. Gregory pulled his drink away and gave Remy his cold water.

-Hey!- Remy yelled. –I was drinking that!!-

-Not anymore- Gregory hold the drink and took a sip, wincing at the taste, it was bitter and strong.

-Sheesh- Remy said while drinking the water slowly. They sit there, the sound of the music and chats surrounding them.

There was nothing much to talk about, they have known each other for a while. Always sticking up and taking care of each other; some friendships would end when one takes another path in life, but not this one.

Remy wasn’t happy at all to know his best friend was capture, practically stripped away from him, and hell knows he was not at all happy when Gregory was now playing for the good guys. Gregory did tried to convince Remy to turn around a new leaf but he wouldn’t budge. After several fights from both sides, they just gave up on fighting each other. They didn’t find any pleasure on doing so anyway.

Remy knew he was still his friend after Gregory let him, well Sleep, escape after one of his robbery plans went wrong. Some heroes were already suspicious of Gregory, they didn’t buy that the villain knock him out. His powers should have been enough to defeat the bad guy, but he didn’t. From that point on, Gregory and Remy had to find ways to see each other. They still maintain communication through calls and messages, but they couldn’t go anyplace together in fear of putting each other in danger. At least Gregory feared that, Remy didn’t give a fuck whether he was caught or not, he find tricky ways to slip out of the law’s grip. It wasn’t exactly a surprise Remy wanted to hang out or something of the sorts, but his insistence on the matter was what made Gregory accept to meet up.

Now, if something Gregory knows very well about the both of them is that they like their drinks. He had stopped drinking when Logan caught him in the act. He had to learn other ways to cope from his past situations, Gregory actually got better on that matter so it wasn’t that bad. Remy did had more control than him, however, when a difficult or really bad situation arrived, he would drink and drink until he was blackout drunk instead of talking about what was troubling him.

-What’s wrong? - Gregory said firmly.

-What? - Remy looked at his friend with a half-smile, a bit surprised by the question.

-What’s wrong? – Gregory asked again. -You wanted to see me all of the sudden and you tried to get alcohol poison a few minutes ago-

-It was just a drink and 2 shots!! By the way, mine!- Remy went to hold one of the shots but Gregory hit his hand. Remy rolled his eyes and went to grab the water instead.

-Remy- He hold his friend’s shoulder. –What’s wrong? - He looked at him in his eyes, his tone was serious and he had a concern look. Remy notice the expression in his friend’s face, he then looked away and to the glass of water. He was quiet for a moment. He gulped.

-Something is going to happen…- Remy said stumbling through his words.

-What?-

-I heard your friends capture Crimson- Remy stated, nonchalantly. His face reflect numbness.

-Yeah, they did- Gregory said. He wanted to tell him about the whole ordeal, but he couldn’t disclose any information due to Remy’s gossipy nature.

-You should have done so sooner…- Remy started to sip the water.

-What do you mean?- Gregory replied quickly, baffled by that respond. He waited for Remy to place the glass down.

-He hasn’t talked yet?- Remy kept his eyes on the glass.

-No… L- He paused. -Syllogism was supposed to question him tonight or tomorrow…- So close, even saying a name could be dangerous.

-Well… Let’s just say, the bad guy he was working for is really fucked up…- Remy said with a nervous chuckle.

-I need you to be clearer than that, Rem…-

-Look, I’d tell you more but I really don’t know much about this boss guy. One time one of his zombies got in my house, Greg. MY HOUSE! I don’t even know how they knew who I was or where I lived- He passed his hand through his hair, and shuffled it.

“His”? So it’s a man...

-What do you mean by zombie? What did he wanted?- Gregory asked, paying close attention to what his friend was saying.

- The zombie guy wasn’t talking. He had a loudspeaker stick to his chest. He looked really, really fucking pale, and his eyes were sky blue. Not like normal blue eyes, his eyes were glowing blue. It was fucking creepy, he was acting like a fucking zombie. GOD, IT WAS SO FUCKING WEIRD! - Remy shook his hands as if to get rid of the chills sensation.

-What did he wanted?-

-He wanted me to work for him, to use my powers to bring people somewhere. He didn’t say a location, I had to agree before he said anything else- He hold the glass of water closely.

-Did you accept?!- Gregory was confused and worried.

-FUCK NO! HE WAS BEING A CREEP! WHO IN THE FUCK GETS IN YOUR BEDROOM AT 2 IN THE MORNING!?- Remy shivered. –At least he didn’t insist and went away. Still! I had to move the fuck away from there, fuck that!!-

-I suppose you don’t know why he is kidnapping people…- Gregory asked almost disappointed to not know more information.

-From what I’ve heard from other… Comrades…- He said almost in a mumbled. –He wants to do like… An army of sorts… I mean, I could see it in his messenger but no one knows why he needs it- Remy then drink more water and put it in front of his friend.

-Alright…- Gregory said, it was a lot of information to process.

At least they got one villain out of the streets, but if what Remy is said was completely true, and not a very bad hallucination with a type of drug, then somewhere, out there in the city, was a very creepy, dangerous man planning to strike. Why, how, where and when were the questions that aren’t going to get a clear answer that night. They had to wait and see.

–I’m glad you text me for this… If you need protection or anything I could try to convince Logan to help you out…- Gregory stated and sip the mixed drink a bit.

Remy turned his head slowly and a wide smile started to form in his face -…Who’s Logan…?-

FUCK. –No one…- He said nonchalantly.

-Is it one of your hero friends?- He gasped – Is he hot?-

Gregory started to blush. –No! He’s just a friend!-

-Bitch, song as old as time! You can’t deceive your best friend, I know all your dirty secrets and can read you like an open book!- Remy laughed. As quick as the tension came, as quick as it dissipated.

Gregory was blushing profusely and banged his head in the counter, he covered himself with his arms while his friend was laughing. The sound of the bar was very alive; the lights were very shiny and people were still drinking and dancing, everyone was in their own business. Time was passing by, and both friends were now catching up in their usual lives, their normal lives. No hero duty, no villainy plots. Just life itself.

Gregory and Remy drank the two last shots in one quick swung before they had to part ways again, back to their work, studies, hero and villain lives. They should hang out more frequently, Gregory would be lying if he say he didn’t miss the old days. He was very happy where he was, Virgil and Logan were also his friends now too but Remy was his friend first and it did sting a bit to not see him as frequently as they used to. At least Remy knows when to step out of trouble, and that gave Gregory some sort of comfort.

Prologue/ CH 1/ CH 2 / CH 3 / CH 4

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