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Question: for Virgin! Canon Levi; how do you think that would go down? Like full blown sex one night? Taking it slow over time? Just how do you think reader would need to navigate it with him? Slow burn / build up, a passionate night, tipsy reader?
This is assuming Levi and Readerâs emotions are confirmed for each other
Hiiiii~~ How are you? What have you been up to lately?
Haha, honestly, I'm not entirely sure what caused this full blow-up of questions, but I'm kinda loving it.
Mhh, I think my answer depends a lot on two factors: "Levi's age" and "the experience of the reader." I know you said Canon Levi, but I wonder if you mean canon season 1-4 Levi, Underground Levi, pre-promotion Levi, etc. haha
I'll conclude that you meant "canon season 1-3" Levi. While I personally don't headcanon Captain Levi as a virgin during the "overall" period of AoT (I mean, since season 1, not ACWNR or Underground Levi), I think his reaction depends a lot on how much experience the reader has. Levi strikes me as one of those friends/partners who loves you, cares about you, etc., but hardly ever talks about themselves. In my humble opinion, even if Levi has feelings for you and you two decide to pursue a relationship together, it may take him a lot of time to open up about his past. I mean, this man gets along with Hange amazingly in the story; Isayama says that Hange is who "understands" or "gets along better with Levi," and yet Hange didn't know about Kenny.
So this may be a wild take⊠but I think Levi wouldn't tell you it's his first time, lmao. He may try to play it cool; you might notice he's not the most "skilled" dude out there ('cause let me tell you, no amount of Ackerman powers makes you seem experienced, lol), but he's not telling you it's his first time. Which, you know, everybody is entitled to their past. Perhaps if the reader is also a virgin and she opens up emotionally like, "It's my first time," Levi would feel she's opening up to him, and he would feel it's a good time to be honest too and be like, "Well⊠it's mine too, so I guess we will figure it out as we go."
About "how" it would be, I think the reader would have to set the tempo. Most men are READY to blow off some steam if you give them a chance, haha, so if the reader is also a virgin and they kinda want to test the waters before going all the way, Levi would be down for it, especially because it will give him time to catch a trick or two, learn what she likes.
I think that porn or movies make us believe how "sex" usually happens, and I mean, talking from my experience and my friends' experiences⊠none of us went from 0 to 10. Like, we kiss, we make out, then maybe we got a little handy, then riding on top of clothes, oral sex, fingers, etc. Especially because maybe you don't have your own place to crash at, maybe you two would like to talk it out before it happens. Buy condoms, get ready, etc.
Now, if you are curious how I think Underground Levi would decide to lose his V-card while younger⊠probably rather quick, steamy, and not giving it much thought, haha. He'd let the hormones talk and make decisions for him. In both occasions, I don't think he made the girl cum before him, which is something that happens a lot; we women are harder to please, it requires more technique than men who⊠well, let's say that they come rather easily, lol. BUT he will 100% offer to make her cum anyway, with fingers or mouth. Levi will be such a fast learner, give him a chance or two, and he will pick it up like a champ.
Though why can't I shake the idea of a younger Levi in the underground in his 18s, having something with a girl slightly older than him, perhaps 20, etc. And her saying between chuckles, "Slow down, boy."
God, I would pay to see his blushed, embarrassed face.
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Get on top
Sheâs never had sex before, so imagine her surprise when her two closest friends ask for a threesome.
It was a typical Friday night, Dre and Nick were over along with the rest of the cast and you guys were having a few beers while talking about wrapping up the show.
âYou killed it in that last scene, y/nâ Rudy said as he took a sip of his beer.
âYou think? I feel like I could have done betterâ you always felt a little insecure being on screen. Madyline and Maddison were so perfect, you had a different image of yourself in your mind. No matter how many times Drew told you youâre gorgeous. But heâs your best friend so he doesnât count.
âHey, donât stress babe. You were amazing as alwaysâ Madyline said as he squeezed you in a tight hug. Her and you were probably the closest out of the girls, although you got along with the boys better, Madyline was more layed back and it was easy to talk to her about stuff.
âYou want another?â She asked, pointing to your empty beer bottle. âSureâ you gave her the empty one and watched her walk into your kitchen to grab a fresh cold one.
The rest of the night went on. Youâve probably drank 3 or 4 beers and had a few shots of tequila, thag was not your friend.
You werenât drunk but you definitely wouldnât remember snippets of the night in the morning.
âAlright, me and mads gonna dip. Itâs already 12:00amâ chase put his arm around his girlfriend and before you knew it they were gone. Slowly everyone else cleaned out the apartment.
âDonât worry, weâll stay and help you clean upâ Nick said gathering some empty bottle and putting them in the trash.
Drew smiled warmly at you as he started picking trash off the ground.
âAww you guys are the best.â You walked over to nick and gave him a kiss, you tried to go for his cheek but his head turned in your direction and captured your lips instead.
Your cheeks flushed as you pulled back, but his lips pulled into a grin. âItâs alrightâ he eases your mind and brushes it off before going back to cleaning.
Your to tipsy to really focus on the embarrassing moment so you walk over to Drew and start helping him.
âThanks for staying, you didnât have tooâ
âItâs not issue, youâre our girl. We got youâ he winks at you charmingly before continuing cleaning.
Your confused. First nick didnât make and issue out of you kissing him and now Drewâs calling you their girl. Are you reading too much into this?
âRight.. well thanks anyway, both of youâ
Once you guys are all done cleaning the mess your friends left behind, itâs practically 1am. âYou guys can crash here if you wantâ
Your all standing in the, nick and drew in front of you as you try not to check them out. Theyâve always been hot and youâve always thought they were, but they were your friends and you know they donât feel like that about you.
Drew glances that nick and he shrugs, âsure, why not. Put apartments pretty far away and we both drank so itâs safer to just sleep it offâ
âCool, Iâll get you guys some blankets.â
You walk off to grab each of them a couple of blankets and when you walk into the living room your eyes widen and the blankets drop to the floor.
Theyâre both standing in their underwear. Their toned chests glistening, even in this crappy apartment lighting, thatâs how hot they are.
âUh- haha, sorryâ you bend down to pick the blankets up, taking a deep breath to clear your mind and get images that shouldnât be there out.
âYou alright, y/n?â Nick asks as he takes a step forward to help you with the blankets.
âYeah- Iâm-Iâm great. Why do you ask?â You clear your throat as you try really hard not to look down.
âWhat, youâve never seen a guy in underwear before?â Drew speaks up from behind Nick.
Your cheeks blush, nobody knows your a virgin. But clearly itâs come out now.
âHoly shit. I donât think she hasâ Nick says as he grabs the blankets from you.
Your embarrassed now and a little upset that they think itâs funny, âanyway Iâm off to bedâ
âY/n, wait. I- I didnât meant to make you uncomfortableâ Drew grabs your shoulder to stop you. âItâs not a bad thing, itâs cute that your a virginâ
You look up and your eyes meet. His expression softens, and heâs so beautiful your breath catches. âWould you- I mean could you-â your words get twisted but the alcohol still running through your body pulls them out.
âWould you fuck me?â You bite your lip as you watch the shock on Drewâs face turn into interest.
He doesnât say anything, âI- forget it. Itâs stupid, I shouldnât have-â before you can turn away drew spins your around, your hands slam into his hard chest and his twists into your hair as he kisses you, hard and soft at the same time. Making your legs turn into jelly, but he holds you up.
You both pull away out of breath. Staring into each others eyes.
âDo you-â Drew clears his throat before speaking again, âdo you want us both?â He completely forgot Nick was here, that caught up in the amazing kiss, until Drew moved a little and nicks standing there. A clear bulge in his underwear.
âA threesome?â Your mind canât even comprehend the word. Youâve never slept with anyone. And now theyâre asking you to sleep with both of them.
âOnly if itâs okay with youâ Nick comes up behind Drew, reach out for your hand and rubbing small circles on it, his touch brings tingles to your skin. And suddenly you want it all over. âYesâ
They both look at each other before they pounce.
Ones taking off your shirt and bra while the other helps you out of your pants and panties. You donât even know whoâs who. Thereâs just hands grabbing you at all angles.
âWaitâ they both stop what theyâre doing and look at you. âMaybe we should take this into the bedroom?â You giggle as a wide smirk plastered both their faces.
Nick picks you up and throws you over his shoulder with Drew following behind. He throws you on the bed, staring at your naked body, all the way from your eyes to your perfect manicured toes.
âWhatâs wrongâ you wonder if suddenly heâs disgusted by you, ânothing, your perfectâ he hovers over you, kissing your neck.
He starts sucking and your head rolls to the side, your moans quiet and soft as his hands move over your breasts.
Your eyes open to find Drew, heâs sitting next to you on the bed, his underwear gone and his hand wrapped around his cock as he watched your face.
You look at his angry tip and suddenly want to know what it feels like in your mouth and inside you, you canât wait.
âHow are we gonna do thisâ you speak between breaths as your eyes are still on Drewâs hand and nicks lips still suck at your sweet spot.
âFirst we have to warm you upâ Nick says as he steps back and takes off his boxers. Your eyes fly to his cock. Itâs not as long as Drewâs but itâs thickets and your insides do flips as you watch him sink to his knees.
âWhat are you-â you gasp out a moan as you feel the swipe of his tongue against your folds. âSo wetâ he speaks into your pussy and you gasp more and more as he dives further in, tongue fucking you.
âShh, itâs okay. Relax, let him make you feel goodâ you didnât even realize Drew was behind you, your upper body leaning on him and he massages your breasts, tweaking the nipples. âFuckâ you moan and shit your eyes.
The feelings of nicks tongue and the way Drew teases your nipples becomes to much. âI-i canât. Iâm gonna cumâ you moan as nicks grip tightens around your thighs and he pushes his face further in.
âItâs okay, baby. Just let goâ Drew soothes you as you feel your orgasm take over and your thighs begin to shake. Nick licks up the mess and pulls away, licking his lips and wiping them with the back of his hand.
You prop yourself up on your elbows and Drew pushes your hair away from your neck, he starts peppering small kisses down the column and your mind goes fuzzy again, ready fore more. âWhatâs nextâ
âYour impatient arenât youâ Drew whispers in your ear and the sound of his voice is so sexy, goosebumps cover your skin.
âItâs my turn to make you feel goodâ Drew gets off the bed and takes nicks place. âTurn around for meâ he waits for you to flip onto your stomach and when you look up nicks cock is right in your face.
âTell me if you need me to stopâ you feel Drewâs tip rub at your clit. He runs it through your folds, getting it nice and wet before slowly pushing in. Your mouth forms an O as you squeak out from the pain. âDoin okay?â Nicks pushes a strand of hair behind your ear and you nod. âIâm good, just keep going. Fuckâ
Drew pushes the rest of the way in. Stopping when his balls hit your clit. âIâm gonna start moving now, and nicks gonna stuff that pretty face. So if you need either of us to stop just squeeze his tight. Got it?â Drew says behind you, his voice is strained, likes itâs taking everything in him not to fuck you silly right now. âYesâ your drooling at the thought of getting fucked while tasting nicks cock in your mouth.
âGood girlâ Drew slaps your ass lightly before he pulls back and slams back in. Your mouth opens in a gasp and nicks shoves his cock in there.
The bed squeaks as Drew continues snapping his hips into you. Nick groans as he stuffs your mouth over and over, loving the way you look up at him through your lashes and the way your drooling. You moan around him and he grips your hair, tugging a little.
âFucking hell, gonna make me cumâ he throws his head back as you feel your mouth swell and a warm liquid hits the back of your throat.
He pulls out of your mouth and sighs, âshit, thatâs the fastest Iâve ever comeâ he chuckles as he takes a seat on the bed to continue enjoying the show.
âFuck, sheâs squeezing me so tightâ Drew groans and your head drops to the bed, your nails dig into the sheets and your a babbling moans mess as Drew cock hits deeper and deeper with each stroke.
He pulls out and you whimper. âCome hereâ nick calls you over. You muster the energy and crawl over to him. âGet on topâ
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SNOW ON THE BEACH
OBX WRITING WEEK DAY 2 â MEET CUTE W/ JOHN B.Â
word count: 1158
summary: after y/n's flight is delayed, she ends up stranded in a cafe in kildare, rescued by a golden-haired boy.
a/n: my first time writing for john b. and i had so much fun! it's been so hot where i am so i am yearning for winter and cozy vibes in case you can't tell haha
Y/Nâs flight to Boston had been delayed at the Kildare Airport, out of all places. And out of all the reasons, it was because of an impending snow storm. Who even knew that it snowed in North Carolina? She couldnât believe her luck, she was supposed to be going home to visit her family for winter break and now she was stuck in the middle of nowhere.Â
She supposed the Outer Banks wouldâve been beautiful any other time of the year, but it was December and there was no one left but her and the locals. With an indefinite layover, she decided to leave the airport and head into town. Y/N was in desperate need of caffeine.Â
After hailing a taxi and asking to be taken to the nearest cafe, she lugged her carry-on and suitcase into the store before realizing that she had no place to stay. She knew no one in the area and she was sure all the hotel rooms for the night would have been booked by now.Â
Groaning, she ordered a hot caramel latte and slumped into a seat by the window. Y/N shot her mom a quick text about her flight being delayed, not in the mood to call her and explain the whole situation. Next, she pulled open her laptop and started looking into a cheap AirBnb or motel nearby.Â
In the middle of doing so, she was interrupted by a voice behind her.
âHey, youâre not from around here,â he said.Â
She turned around to see who it was. Her initial guardedness went away when she saw that the boy was around her age. âIs that a question or a statement?â she replied.
Smiling, he said, âIâm pretty confident itâs a fact. Iâve never seen you around here before.âÂ
âDonât you get a lot of tourists?âÂ
âNot many as pretty as you are.âÂ
Y/N found herself blushing despite how ridiculous this situation was. âIâm just passing by,â she muttered out, unsure of how to respond to his straightforwardness.Â
âReally? You didnât plan on vacationing in the Outer Banks in the dead of winter?âÂ
She laughed, the ice having been broken, and decided that it was probably safe to introduce herself to this (admittedly) cute stranger.Â
âHaha, no, not really. Iâm Y/N, by the way.â
âMy friends call me John B. Y/N, whatâs your story?â
âWell, my flight here was awful, thanks for asking. Then I found out my connection to Boston was delayed because of a New England storm or something and now Iâm stuck here indefinitely,â she sighed.
âShit, sorry to hear that. You must be really unlucky because it never snows around here.âÂ
âYouâre really helping me feel better John B.âÂ
âSorry,â he scratched his head. âHow can I help?âÂ
âSeriously? You want to help me?â
âYeah, sure. Got nothing better to do.âÂ
âWell, unless you have a place where I can crash I donât think you can help me very much.âÂ
With that, the boyâs eyes lit up. âActually, I do happen to have a place for you to stay.âÂ
âOh, I-I was sorta joking you really donât have to do that.âÂ
âItâs no big deal, my friends crash there all the time. My dadâs not home that much and even if he was, he wouldnât mind.âÂ
Y/N was starting to wonder what the catch was, sure the boy looked nice and like he meant well, but at the end of the day, this was a stranger. He could be luring her back to his house and she would never be seen again.Â
âI know what youâre thinking,â he started again.Â
âWhat?â
âYou can trust me. Look, itâs a small town, everyone knows me. Iâll even invite all my friends over so you can feel safe. Two of them are girls.âÂ
Y/N really wanted to say yes. She had been silently begging all day for a miracle and this was the closest thing to it at the moment.Â
Sighing, she gave in. âOkay, fine. How far away do you live?âÂ
âLike ten minutes that way,â he pointed east from the store. âWe can get there in the Twinkie.âÂ
âThe what?âÂ
He led her outside where he had parked his van, infamously named the Twinkie. John B. carried her suitcase into the back while she held onto her carry-on.Â
âAnd this thing is safe?â
âYes, she is safe to ride in. My friends and I have been through a lot worse than a minor storm with her.âÂ
âWhatever you say,â she said, still not convinced. âHey, what time do you think itâs going to snow anyway?âÂ
âWho knows if it even will? My buddy Pope said it probably wonât get cold enough.âÂ
What was supposed to be a short ride back to his house ended up becoming a very elaborate tour of the town. It started with John B. pointing out a few of his friendâs houses, then the The Wreck where his friend Kiara worked, the high school they all went to, and finally, they ended up at the beach.Â
Y/N had to admit, it was a nice beach. Even in the dead of December, the sand looked clean and the sparkling ocean had not yet frozen over. As John B. admired the landscape, she used this time to get a good look at him. His golden brunette hair, the blue bandana around his neck, the slight hint of a smile on his face as he looked out into the water. She couldnât decide what was more beautiful to her at that moment, the boy or the sea.Â
âOh my god,â his voice snapped her out of her thoughts.Â
âWhat? What?âÂ
Wordlessly, he fumbled open his side of the door and raced outside.Â
âJohn B? Where are you going?â she called out after him.Â
âI canât believe it,â he said, in awe.
âCanât believe whatââ Y/N stopped in her tracks. There, in front of them, and above and behind, were small white flecks. They couldâve been lights, or fireflies, but she knew they werenât. He knew it too, even though he had only seen it a few times in his life.Â
âItâs snowing,â he said, incredulously.Â
âOh my god, it is!â Y/N had grown up with the seasons, had felt the wrath of a New England blizzard ten times over, but this, this was something magical.Â
âIs this what it feels like? Itâs like a scene from a movie,â he was smiling like a little kid now, reaching to grab a pocketful before the flakes melted in his hand.Â
âThis is so weird.âÂ
âBut beautiful,â he looked over at her then, taking in the moment. Her smile was like she just won a contest, and she found no need to hide it anymore.Â
John B. pulled his arms around Y/N, wrapping her in his embrace. They stayed like that watching the snow come down, silently.
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for the poly nsfw alphabet (this prompt: https://www.tumblr.com/smaoineamhsalach/744499758759067648/poly-nsfw-alphabet-%CB%8F%CB%8B ) - for Amanda/Rue/Caddie - A, B, D, E, F, G, K, M, N, O, T, U
ABSOLUTELY!!! This features OCs from a ranger team created by myself, @takingback-thepenguin (Caddie), and @madhare0512 (Amanda). For context, each of these characters are the Gods' Fury Power Rangers that were chosen to defend Earth from a variety of deitie. Caddie Morgan is the Purple Somnus Ranger, Amanda Hart is the Pink Aphrodite Ranger, and Rue Navarro is the Black Lilith Ranger. --- A - Aftercare
Rue always prepares some sort of "post-sex" tea to replenish their bodies as part of aftercare. They also create balms from herbs and oils to soothe muscles and help her partners relax (if they aren't completely beat after whatever kinky shit they've been up to)
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B - Baby
Rue will call their partners whatever they explicitly tell them is okay to call them, but Rue themselves would gladly be called anything and everything their girlfriends' come up with cause they love nicknames. Babydoll? Love? Sweetheart? Pretty girl/boy? Yes, that's them.
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D - Dressing up
Caddie and Amanda both love to dress up, dress each other up, and dress Rue up, whether that's lingerie for a special night, a beautiful dress for a date night, or outfits just thrown together for fun.
Some care needs to be taken with the choice in material for Rue, as their sensory needs makes it difficult for them to wear certain clothes, but Caddie and Amanda definitely know this and stock up on "good fabric" when they find cute stuff for their partner. Rue would wear the same thing every day if it was up to them - but they'd never tell their girls' no.
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E - Edging
Rue likes to give Caddie most of the control during sex, only calling the shots occasionally or with Amanda. She loves it when Caddie drags out their orgasms
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F - Fair
I feel like Caddie is the biggest tease between the three of them, but Amanda likes to tease too. Rue knows when their being teased, and are learning to be a tease by studying their partners. I like to think Rue's got the autistic rizz and her partners adore their mannerisms and find their attempts to tease and flirt extra endearing.
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G - Good
Rue probably enjoys praise the most, their biggest love language being words of affirmation. She struggles to know when people like her or when she's doing something acceptable, so verbal praise and nicknames are euphoric to them
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K - Kinky
I know Caddie and Rue are pretty damn kinky! Some of Rue's kinks include possessiveness, biting and marking, voyeurism, wax play, and I'm always looking to add to their list!
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M - Middle
Rue or Amanda are definitely in the middle as both are more submissive. They all take care of each other, but Caddie is definitely the dominant of the three of them.
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N - No
Rue won't hurt her partners, and I don't think either of them would do much with pain (or anything yucky)!
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O - Overnight
If they're up long enough for Rue to pamper their girls with their oils and incense, then they will all definitely crash afterwards, snuggling up with one another. They're rangers, they need the rest haha
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T - Toys
Rue is open to toys being used on them and using toys on her partners! Any excuse they have to be witchy in their sex life, they will. Toys just mean more things to use their spell oils on, cleanse, use as offerings, etc.
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U - Uniform
Rue would absolutely be down for roleplay, but would definitely need to be given a role and outfit (which I'm sure Caddie and Amanda would gladly provide!)
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SHEâS AN IDIOOOOOT *blares megaphone* Haha, got around to reading ramĂ© 4.0 yesterday and omgâ MC, girl, what the fuck are you doing? Are you seriously this daft? Like, who else does Nanami and Geto know that theyâre going to have said secret admirerâs contact info? Not fucking Naoya, thatâs for sure. Fuck that dude every which way. Geto and Nanami are haters of that dude 110%, without it a doubt. Especially within the jujutsu world thatâs got such a limited amount of people within in it? BUT AY, SHEâS MOVINâ ABROAD? Aw maaaan đ« You got two hours to get some balls and confess, Gojo Senpai. Who wouldâve thought Gojo would believe the fictional writings of romance and love got it right? Thatâs definitely something I wouldnât expect to hear out of him for sure, but then again, he is someone who I find to have a complex personality and probably quite a few layers to him from canon (when you look at him beyond his power and craziness imo). God, Kit, why must you do this to me? 11/10 work once again, but omg, I want to see the next part already đ
MC SURE IS AN IDIOT!!!!!!!!
yet yet yet, there seems to have been a major confusion, babe
mr. six eyes doesn't believe in books and movies being right
our dearest mc ain't moving abroad
well, u see-
"how does your first love feel? beautiful, right? the way it's in books, songs and movies... isn't it?"
gojo takes a moment to mull over your query.
it is... yet it isn't.
gojo's neither agreeing nor denying in response to mc's ask
the flutters in his heart when you skip past him in the corridors with a beam; the butterflies in his stomach when you plop on the chair next to him in the cafeteria; the dizziness in his head when your face is too close to his; the utterly-unplatonic thoughts of you plaguing him, day and night, dusk and dawn...
the fictional works sure have got this aspect of love right.
the sorcerer agrees here, yeah
but they aren't right in so many other aspects of it.
only to disagree in the very next line of thought
falling in love with you isn't love-on-first-crash nor is it from a magical transformation in one of you nor is it after ages and ages of ignorance and denial and the final mind-numbing feeling that oh shit! you're the one for him; always have been; the girls with whom he's been till now are mere mirages of you; but it's too late now... you're moving abroad on a flight in two hours, with a boyfriend who's far better than him.
here. here, by moving abroad, he's referring to there where there's a playboy and there's an innocent childhood best friend girl, and there's three hours of every possible trope playing on the screen before THE ULTIMATE LOVE CONFESSION occurs at THE AIRPORT, and the girl dumps her boyfriend to be together with the best friend.
the second-year simply wants to say the mc's and his response isn't as melodramatic as that. it's way simpler and cooler!
the mc isn't moving abroad anytime soon, dw! :))
no.
the goggles-wearing sorcerer's catching feelings for you is way more realistic and easier to digest than that.
the two of you are friends, friends, friends - until the morning the two of you are munching on an ice cream tub, and with a casual glance at you, the boy muses what he feels for you is weird, not like his feelings for his other friends - and after a month's worth research, reaches the conclusion of him being in love with you.
quick. direct. smart.
just like the heir of the gojo clan himself.
hope the above paragraphs and my answer solved whatever doubts u might hv had! :D
TYSM FOR UR ASK, @ancient-vivarium!!!! NGL, UR ASK IS ONE OF THE HIGHLIGHTS AMONGST THE RESPONSES MY STORIES GET!! â€ïžâ€ïžâ€ïžâ€ïž
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Amberrrrrrr!!!! When was the last time I told you that I love you†wish I could meet you in person and hug you. I also love what you write. Be it Tika posts, stories or random musings - I love everything. And I'm also obsessed with LO and Alpha. đâ€đ with all the heart breaking what if plausibilities, you broke my heart but you're allowed to do thatđ I only want to fill so many colours in LO and Alpha's life. If it was up to me, I'd make them real and live the love they have đ„ș
After a heart break what if, I'm here to share how I see them/their future. Their first pregnancy would be surprise, and as soon as LO would give birth to their healthy boy who'd be perfect mixture of them both. His eyes, her hair. His nose, her lips. His face cut, her smile.đ Steve would probably go crazy with all the cravings LO would've during pregnancy đ but he'd enjoy every second of it.
And when their little pup would start going to school, LO would wake up extra early to bake carrot muffins for their pup to pack in lunch. Steve would love and enjoy LO and Little pups funny argument while she'd get him ready for school.
Their second pregnancy would be surprise as well. They'd probably have twins. A boy and a girl. While both boys will be mamaâs boys, their girl will be daddy little princess.
I'm sorry for ranting out my long ass obsession with LO and Alpha. I'm always thinking about them. And I can literally do this all day.
I wish we could meet in person too babes! But hey, never say never. I have met other online friends in person before. Its always an adventure! Tika would love to meet you too.
I love and adore you for loving these two as much as you do. You really dont know how much it means to me to know that others love them and think about them like I do. I wish I could get all those daydreams I have about them in written word cause its endless.
Getting your thoughts and own daydreams about them make my day. Steve would love this one in particular cause its no secret that he wants so badly to be a father to Little One's pups. Wants to be their for all the ups and downs of pregnancy, be the one taking care of his mate and getting to see her become a mother. Weird cravings? Steve has a dedicated snack cupboard and section of fridge for his mate. All she has to do is make him a list and he will get it for her. He even joins in to support her by trying snacks... but he is more about feeding them to her instead.
He also likes surprising her with her favorites. Little One always has a back up box of peanut butter captain crunch on hand thanks to Steve.
Can you see him becoming a hovering parent? Any moment the baby cries, he is outta bed to check and cuddle with their pup. Eventually, they just move their pup into the nest with them, at least for a while. Not because of Little One, but mostly Steve not being able to stand being separated.
Going to school will be an adventure. Steve is gonna be that parent who takes all the kids to school... haha. The women in the village are all "Look at that dad." As he is dropping them off. Little One finds it kinda of funny after she gets over her bit of possessiveness over him.
Steve is clueless as to what's going on.
Coach Steve? Yup. They will be encouraging the kids to join anything they wanna try. Steve is up late at night googling the newest hobby and how he can help support it.
Steve and Little One also take their kids traveling. They will experience the world with them, have homes in Wakanda and New Asgaurd, Tony has a place for them in Stark Towers, especially when they start to grow up and wander more away from home.
But the pack is always going to be home, no matter where the kids end up, they can always crash land back at that little cabin near the lakes edge no matter what.
Always feel free to share your thoughts about them babes! It makes me want to tell their story, plus I love seeing where you see them in their lives. Thank you for this so much! it was fun to imagine them being parents.
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Rules, tag 10 followers  you want to get to know better!
Tagged by:Â @sansloii (thanks mang)â Tagging: steal it!
Name:Â bear, will
Star Sign:Â aquarius? idk I feel like these all changed at some point but whatever
Height: 6'-2" im tol
Middle name:Â Brady, after my grandma
Put your itunes/spotify/youtube on shuffle. What are the first 6 songs that popped up?
children of the city - mili
napisten hava - dalriada
call my name - the unlikely candidates
drivin' me bananas - brian tyler
eyes on the king - benn
chances - backstreet boys
Ever had a poem or song written about you:Â no, but, there was that time way back in mid/high school when I went to summer camp and the one girl who had a one sided crush on me got upset when I ditched the dance, so she sang a breakup song for the talent show!
When was the last time you played air guitar:Â the better question is when is the last time I picked up my bass and ahahhah... ha... my hobbies are crippled (I sing a lot, though- dont really do air guitar)
Who is your celebrity crush?:Â n/a, I dont follow that kind of thing
Whatâs a sound you hate; sound you love?: a sound I hate is grinding metal, especially when its coupled with the image of grating it across your teeth or something like aghaghssdlgh no thanks. a sound I love though? windchimes, gentle breezes ahhh
Do you believe in ghosts?:Â no lmao
How about aliens: seems more likely to be real than it is NOT given probability and how fuckhueg this universe is. if, we're considering any kind of outside life as 'aliens'... do I think some have been here? seems insanely improbable given the ramifications of contact
Do you drive?: soooooo much. a lot less now with my current work but my old job had me driving hundreds of miles a week so I'd say I'm pretty versed in it.
if so have you ever crashed:Â I've had some... really close calls on really bad stuff happening, but no. Just a couple fender bumps.
What was the last book you read?: The Stranger, so I could learn more about Meursault. That was a trip.
Do you like the smell of gasoline:Â Yes. I am guilty of taking a larger breath than necessary in equipment sheds.
What was the last movie you saw?: The mario movie! Watched it again last night in a gc. The music choice really does kill a lot of the charm. And they had original music I dont...guh.
Whatâs the worst injury youâve ever had?:Â Hmm... I've mostly avoided most physical catastrophes, but I've been subject to a couple nasty things. First was accidentally stabbing myself with a pocket knife while cutting a cardboard box. Fun! Then there was the time I was walking in a drained farm pond without proper footwear and a piece of glass sliced open the side of my ankle. Both very painful. Oh, and then a couple dog bites. x:
Do you have any obsessions right now?:Â Idk I feel like the only thing that really gets me hyped up lately is writing and getting in shape haha, wouldnt call either an obsession tho. I'm not a gym bro, just work out from home but the feeling of improvement has been intense as of late. Lots of positive vibes at my self-image. And yeah. Writing. Keeps me from doing most of my other attempted hobbies :V
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Chapter 3: Photo-Op
Raining Hellfire Series | Season One
Word Count: 6,843 words.
Warnings: Swearing, flashbacks to past trauma, mentions of sex, bullying, dead bodies mentioned, mentions of blood, just a lot of angst if I'm honest
[A/N: I applaud anyone who is still interested in this story haha]
Photo-Op
Your nightmares that night were a blur.
Flashes of unwanted memories mixed with the image of the unknown figure you saw in the forest. It was enough for you to wake up to the sound of your racing heart. Your breathing as equally as erratic. Your cheek throbbed while you tried to steady yourself.
Well yesterday was⊠eventful, you thought as you lifted yourself out of bed.
You had three goals for today: find out the plan from the boys, apologise to Barb for last night, and for once in your life go to bed early. These sleepless nights from staying out too late were starting to be a problem.
After a quick shower and changing into a Metallica shirt you found the last time you went shopping, you left the empty house and walked over to the Wheelersâ. Karen opened the door almost as soon as you knocked and let you inside, offering breakfast. You politely declined.
âNancyâs in her room.â She stated. She didnât sound too happy.
âUm, actually I promised Dustin and the boys that Iâd help them with something.â For once, not a complete lie.
âOh,â She was surprised, âI think theyâre in the basement. Probably planning their next big game or something.â
âThank you.â You smiled and she tried to smile back, her lips twitching upwards but her eyes still. You wanted to ask her what was wrong but she just continued to the kitchen and you were on a limited time frame to talk to the boys before school started.
Approaching the basement door, you began to hear the voices of Dustin, Lucas, and Mike.
âAnd besides, why do we even need weapons anyway?â
You swung open the door, taking your cue and earning a small scream from Lucas as he threw a Nutty Bar at you.
âDamn, I love Nutty Bars.â You said, catching it in your hand before joining them around the table.
âRight? Anyway, back to my question, why do we need weapons when we have her?â Dustin says, pointing to El who sat in a blanket fort in the corner of the basement. You smiled at her and she gave you a little wave.
âShe shut one door!â Lucas declared.
âWith her mind!â Dustin shot back, âAre you kidding me? Thatâs insane! Imagine all the other cool stuff she could do.â
âLike what?â You say, curious.
âLikeâŠâ Dustin proceeded to look around before presenting a model replica of the Millennium Falcon, âI bet⊠she could make this fly!â
You and Lucas stared at eachother, concerned expressions on your faces. Lucas was most likely concerned for Dustinâs mental health while you were concerned that this party would be pushing El a little too far.
âHey. Hey.â Dustin was trying to get Elâs attention, âOkay, concentrate. Okay?â
El just stared at him as he dropped the ship. It hit the ground with a loud clatter.
âOkay, one more time. Okay. Use your powers, okay?â
You stifled your laugh as the ship crashed into the floor yet again.
âIdiot.â Lucas muttered, shaking his head.
âSheâs not a dog!â Mike grabbed the ship, placing it on the table.
You looked down at the table to see the contents spilled across it; snacks and some sort of make-shift spy equipment.
âUm, what is this for?â You looked at Dustin.
âBoys! Time for school!â Karenâs voice rang out from upstairs and Dustin gave you a quick shrug before running away.
âHey!â He was already gone.
You turned to see Mike talking to El, asking her to stay put.
âCome on, you need to get to school before your mom comes down to get you.â You said, a hand on his shoulder just as Karen called for her son.
âComing!â He yelled back, not moving.
âHey, Y/n. Are you free after school?â He asks, looking up at you.
âUh, sure.â You reply hesitantly.
âOkay. El,â His focus shifts back to the young girl, âYou know those power lines?â
âPower lines?â She repeats.
âYeah. The ones behind my house?â
âYes.â
âMeet us there, after school.â
âAfter school?â
âYeah, 3:15.â
She looks at him in confusion and you hand him your watch, already knowing that she probably didnât know how to tell the time. He straps it onto her wrist and shows her how to use it.
âThree-one-five.â She finally agrees.
âOh and Y/n, you-â
âYeah, Iâll see you there too.â You nod and he rushes up the stairs and out of the basement.
You crouch down next to the girl and she smiles at you, reaching out to touch your hair.
âOkay, Iâll see you later El, atâŠâ You try to remind her.
âThree-one-five.â
âThatâs my girl.â You quickly hug her and follow Mikeâs path up the stairs.
You didnât see Barb outside the school in her usual waiting spot.
You figured Nancy had gotten here before you and they went inside together. You were already dreading whatever conversation was waiting for you inside. Covering your bruised cheek with your hair, you headed through the double doors and stepped into the noisy hallway.
As you passed people, you heard hushed whispers. Gossip was usual for this school and you figured youâd hear your name after yesterdayâs fight.
âDid you hear about Nancy Wheeler?â
The whisper passed you just as quickly as it spoke. Nancy? Why was she suddenly the trending gossip?
You made your way to your locker and were shocked to see that there was no Barb patiently waiting there for you. Usually she would be eager to tell you little things, like animals she may have seen on her walk to school, or whatever she saw on the TV the previous night. You figured sheâd have loads to say about last nightâs disappointment.
Still, you continued to your locker, rummaging around to find the books you needed and filling up your backpack. Turning around, you noticed yet another defiled poster of Will.
âWhat is wrong with people?â You muttered. You shut your locker and walked over, taking the poster down and making a mental note to check if Jonathan had some to spare.
âHey!â
You heard the familiar nervous laugh of your friend from behind you and turned to greet her. Even if she did act a little weird at the party, you werenât going to be angry at her for spending time with her boyfriend.
âIs everything okay?â Steveâs slightly concerned voice rang out. Never mind, you might just stay put instead.
âYeah! Yeah, totally.â Everything was clearly not alright.
âI just⊠I feel like everyoneâs⊠staring at me.â
You definitely noticed it. That alongside the whispered rumours, something definitely happened that you didnât know about.
âOh, I didnât⊠I didnât tell anyone.â Steve said quickly.
Oh, you thought, realisation kicking in. Did they�
âBut what about, like, Tommy, and Carol and them?â
âYouâre being paranoid.â
Fucking Carol and Tommy. Turns out you had a fourth goal of the day.
âI had a good time.â You heard Steve say and you knew exactly what had happened now.
Was that happening while Barb was sat outside all alone? You felt a little guilt for leaving her alone like that. Itâs probably why she isnât with you or Nancy right now.
The bell rang and you gripped the poster in your hand ready to throw away, heading to your first class.
âYou⊠you really did it?â Your best friend whispered. She was sat in your room, hugging your pillow as you told her what happened.
âYep.â You whispered back.
âDid you⊠like it?â She asks, waiting for your response.
The truth is, you wanted to wait. Until you were old enough to not regret it. Until you were with someone that you actually⊠loved. However, when you saw the concerned look on Lillianâs face, you rethought your original reply.
âIt was magical.â You put on a fake smile as she nodded, getting back out the small manual to a game she was apparently playing with people at school, one you didnât recognise.
You wanted to at least spare her the pain of the truth.
âHey, Y/n.â
Nancy slipped into the seat behind you, leaning forward to whisper.
âWhat?â You turn your head slightly, trying to concentrate on the words in front of you. You didnât want to fall behind in History again.
âOh.â She said, slightly taken-aback at your attitude, âAre you okay?â
âIâm fine.â You said a little softer that time. If anything, you most definitely werenât fine. Freaky stuff was happening lately and you couldnât find Barb.
âWhereâs Barb?â She asked almost immediately as you followed her eyes to Barbâs empty desk.
âShouldnât you know? You were there last, I⊠had to leave early.â You lied. I just didnât feel like spending anymore time with you, you thought, staring back at the pages in front of you. You hated History.
âI was⊠busy.â Nancy simply said, putting her head in her hand and flipping through her notes. She didnât even want to tell you what happened.
âI know.â You muttered to yourself. You just hope Barb didnât hate you both forever for leaving her last night.
Your teacher walked in a few seconds later, droning on about the World Wars and their impacts on the economy. You would gladly be anywhere else but here.
With a sigh, you turned your attention to the window, gently tapping your pencil onto your paper. It was a nice day outside, despite the cold weather. Leaves scattered the ground around the trees that lined the school. You found that their trunks provided surprisingly comfortable resting places for students to study. No one ever studied outside though, they either ran to the library or chose to ignore their exams.
Your pencil stopped tapping when your eyes came across a pleasant surprise. Eddie sat just beneath the tree on the far right side, drumming his hands on his knees as he jammed out to some music. Except, he wasnât wearing headphones.
You smiled and before you really knew what you were doing, your hand shot up. Everyone else at this point was focused on some small History tasks, a lulled silence filling the room. Your teacher called you to the front, positioning his glasses back on his nose as you approached his desk.
âWhat can I do for you, Miss Y/n?â He asked with a monotone voice.
âI have cramps, Sir.â Complete lie.
âOh, well, go ahead. Hereâs the hall pass.â He said quickly and you walked out of the room, gripping your bag tightly. You tried your best to ignore Nancyâs confused stare.
You walked straight past the bathroom.
You walked completely past the Nurseâs office.
You even walked past the principal who didnât even bother to give you a second glance.
You kept walking until you hit the back exit to the school that would lead you to the field, walking around until finding the familiar line of trees. You knew you wouldnât be caught by your teacher. For one, you werenât sure he even knew his classroom had windows and two, as long as you sat the other side of the tree, you were hidden from sight.
Approaching the tree in the far right corner, you walked around itâs base until heavily planting yourself just around the side from Eddie, immediately catching his attention and he jumped.
âDonât let me stop you.â You laughed, stretching your legs.
âYouâre really good at sneaking up on a person.â He laughed back, moving around until he was sat directly next to you.
âWhy did I have to move to this side of the tree? Mine was much comfier.â He asked, slumping down with one of his legs bent.
âI skipped History.â You said simply, resting your head against the tree trunk.
âAh. I suppose Iâm in the presence of a⊠rebel?â He faked shock, clasping both his hands on either side of his face.
âA regular trouble-maker.â You nodded, looking out at the field before you.
âWell, Iâm glad. Canât argue with the company.â He smirked, glancing your way. When his eyes met yours it always made your heart flutter.
âSo, what were you pretending to listen to?â You asked, raising your eyebrows.
âYou saw that?â
âI think everyone in my class could see it.â
âI hope they enjoyed the show.â He chuckled.
âYou play the drums?â You say, mimicking his earlier solo demonstration.
âNope, more of a guitar guy.â He had a dreamy look in his eye.
âYouâre so obsessed with your guitar. I can feel it.â You deduced, laughing as his shocked face met yours.
âIf you were to see her, you would be too.â
âIâll take your word for it.â
âNo, I donât think I accept that. You will definitely meet her someday and bow to her greatness.â
You smiled shyly at that. That had to mean something, right?
âWhat about you? Any instruments? You could join my band.â
âUh no, not really, but you have a band?â You ask excitedly.
âYeah!â He smiled, sitting upright. âWeâre called, uh, Corroded Coffin.â He added quietly, scared of your response.
âThatâs⊠so freaking cool.â You admitted, giving a bright smile at his band name.
âYou think?â He grabbed part of his hair and hid his face, reminding you of your previous conversation. He always did that when he was a little shy about something.
âDefinitely.â You assured, earning a wide smile from Eddie, his big brown eyes staring back at you.
âWait, Metallica?â He said excitedly, spinning around the grass so he was sat directly in front of you and pointing at your shirt.
âAh, yeah, I found it earlier this year when I was shopping with Nancy. She didnât really like it but they just came out with their album âKill Them Allâ and I understand itâs not really her kind of music but once you start listening itâs so hard to stop.â You ramble, excited someone noticed your shirt. It was the first thing youâve really bought for yourself that you loved.
âFavourite song?â He questioned, as if he were testing you.
âPhantom Lord.â You replied immediately.
âGood choice.â He nodded. âI didnât think you listened to that kind of music.â
âI listen to basically every kind of music. Growing up in a house where everyone had different music tastes will do that to you, I guess.â You laughed. Your smile faltered at the mention of your family.
âSo you get the best of everything. Itâs a sweet deal.â
âYeah, until I spend all my money on cassette tapes.â You laugh softly. They currently all sat in a box under your bed.
âAny you think I would like?â He asked. He was looking at you now, not even distracted by the sound of bell as students rushed around to get to lunch.
âHm, Iâll think about it.â You smile, already knowing of the perfect ones.
You stood up, unaware that Eddie mirrored your movements. He picked up your bag and handed it to you and you both walked to the cafeteria, exchanging songs you loved from various albums.
You were both in your own little world at this moment, growing closer as you talked. Usually, you would avoid the cafeteria in hopes of truly avoiding people like Tommy or Carol but you didnât care. Eddie led you to a free table, and you sat opposite eachother, still talking about music when laughter erupted in the cafeteria you both looked over to the table sat two rows in front of you, seeing familiar faces.
âOh Steve!â Carol was moaning while Tommy proceeded to make clear gestures to their joke. Nancy was looking as if she was willing the ground to swallow her up with Steve sat beside her trying to shut them up.
You scanned the table you were sat at, seeing someoneâs now deserted plate (they were far more intrigued with the display in front of them than their food) and grabbed an apple, launching it across the room so it hit Tommy in the centre of the back. The show came to an end as he turned, scanning the crowd for the culprit. At this point, you and Eddie had ducked down, avoiding his gaze.
When you both popped your heads back up, you looked at eachother for a moment before bursting into laughter.
âNice aim.â Eddie laughed, looking over at Tommy now rubbing the sore spot on his back.
You went to reply when you caught Nancy smiling over at you and you nodded to her. You might still be a little pissed about last night but you were always going to have her back.
And then another set of eyes met yours from across the room. Steve.
He was now looking back and forth between you and Eddie, eyebrows furrowed and you saluted him. He shook his head and tuned back into what Nancy was saying. What was that about?
âAre you free later?â Eddie broke the silence, discarding the crust of his sandwich onto someone elseâs tray.
âYeah! I mean, no. Iâm not. I have plans today.â
âOh.â He said, his face dropping slightly.
âBut Iâm free tomorrow.â You quickly add and you saw the corners of his mouth twitch upward.
âWell, did you want to... hang out?â He seemed reserved now, like he didnât want to say anything wrong.
âDefinitely.â You grinned as you looked through the double doors of the space, seeing Jonathan scan the room before walking past.
âUh, Iâll see you tomorrow then? I have some stuff I need to sort out.â
âSee you tomorrow.â He smiles and at that same moment, one of his friends run up behind him, causing a riot of laughter and you silently left, following Jonathan.
You were ready to enter the photography red room when the door swung open, almost hitting you in the face but missing ever so slightly.
âY/n!â Jonathan said, carrying freshly printed photos messily in his hands.
âHere, let me help.â You reach toward them but he snatched the photos away quickly.
âWhat- wait. Are those the photos from last night?â You ask, stepping closer.
He just nods and tries to walk away but youâre quick to stop him.
âNot so fast, what are the photos? Show me.â
âWhat? No, itâs-â
âJonathan.â You said with such authority that he stops and reluctantly hands you the photos.
You begin to shuffle through them, seeing images of you cleaning up, some of Tommy and Carol glaring at eachother. There was a sweet photo of you and Barb laughing together and another of Barb sat by the pool. The photo of Barb caused you to stop for a moment before moving to the next and your breath hitched.
Nancy in the window, topless with only her bra.
âWhy did you print this?â You whispered harshly, waving it at him.
âI donât know!â He panicked, pacing back and forth, âI- I seriously donât know what came over me!â
âOkay, look. I get that, but this isnât right. You didnât have her permission, you know, you could get in serious trouble for this!â
âI know.â He quietened, looking at the photo.
âAre there more?â
âOn a separate film but itâs in my car.â He admitted. At least he wasnât arguing with you on this.
âOkay, take me to your car and weâll sort this out.â Youâd burn the film if you had to.
âThis way.â He started heading to the exit.
âWait. Put these in your bag! Letâs try not to be caught walking around with half-naked photos of people, huh? Actually, throw that one out, rip it up, I donât care. Weâll just take care of the other ones.â You whisper as you both shoved the photos into his bag and made your way out. You didnât notice when he slowed slightly out of your view and slipped the provocative photo back into his bag.
It was wrong to take photos without permission. Sure, a candid photo can be nice. But thatâs if someone is sat on a bench reading, not if someone is taking their clothes off in private.
You thought you saw Jonathanâs car before noticing four people sat on it, your brain telling you that it mustnât be his. You scanned the other cars but you knew the first was his. Youâve ridden in it many times, there was no denying that it was definitely his. It was just a shame that it was being blocked by so much hair.
âHarrington.â You breathed, exchanging a look with Jonathan before walking over. This wasnât going to be fun.
âHey, man.â Steve said, jumping off the back of his car. He was completely focused on Jonathan that he didnât even notice you were there.
âWhatâs going on?â Jonathan asked warily.
âNicole here was, uh, telling us about your work.â Steve said and your face fell. Shit.
âWeâve heard great things.â Carol smirked, folding her arms.
âYeah, sounds cool.â Tommy added, an arm around his girlfriend.
âAnd weâd just love to take a look. You know, as⊠connoisseurs of art.â Steve straightened up, eyeing his bag. You kept quiet, hoping to find the right time to intervene.
âI donât know what youâre talking about.â Jonathan sighed, attempting to reach his car door when Tommy swiftly snatched the bag off his arm.
You had currently made your way to the passenger side at this point, slowly placing your bag on the ground in front of it. You didnât need your books weighing you down if things turned out like they did yesterday.
âPlease just give me my bag.â You heard Jonathan say. They were going to find the photos.
âMan, he is totally trembling. He really must have something to hide.â Steve had the bag now and was turning around, still too fixated on his mission to notice you stood there.
âAh⊠here we go.â He pulled out the photos, turning back to Jonathan.
âLet me see.â Tommy chuckled, taking some photos from him as they all crowded around to look. In all honesty, you didnât know what you were meant to do.
âI was looking for my brother.â Jonathan tried, like he had said to you that night. You believed him.
âNo. No, this is called stalking.â Steve glared at Jonathan. You knew where this was going.
âWhatâs going on?â Nancy joined them, oblivious to what was happening.
âHereâs the starring lady.â Tommy laughed.
âThis creep was spying on us last night.â Carol said, disgusted.
âHe was probably gonna save this one for later.â She handed Nancy the photo and you shook your head. You told him to throw it out.
âSee,â Steve clicked his tongue, âyou can tell he knows it was wrong, but⊠man, thatâs the thing about perverts. Itâs hardwired into âem. You know, they just canât help themselves.â
Steve ripped up the photo in his hand and Tommy started laughing and you were so close to giving him a matching bruise on the other side of his jaw.
âSo⊠weâll just have to take away his toy.â Steve walks back over to the bag.
âNo, please, not the camera.â You heard Jonathan panic and you reached over to grab the bag before Steve could.
âY/n?â Steveâs eyes widened, âDonât tell me youâre actually letting this creep get away with it?â
âLook, I get it. It was not okay for him to do it. Thatâs why weâre getting rid of all the photos, okay?" You hugged the bag tightly to your chest. Jonathanâs camera was pretty much all he had left at the moment. With his brother missing and his mum spiralling, it was his last comfort. "Trust me.â
âGive me the camera, Y/n.â Steve was deadly serious, looking at the bag and avoiding your gaze.
âSteve, just listen.â
âGive. It. To. Me.â He had made his way around the car and was directly in front of you know, his height only adding to his intimidation. It wasnât going to work with you.
âNo.â
âNo?â You heard Carol laugh from behind you and before you could react, you felt a sharp pain in your head.
Carol had grabbed a handful of hair and pulled. Hard. You dropped the bag on instinct and Steve simply picked it up, letting Carol hold onto your hair. You couldnât move from the position you were in unless you wanted part of your scalp ripped out.
âItâs okay.â Steve said to Tommy who was currently taunting Jonathan.
âLet Y/n go, she was trying to help.â Jonathan pleaded, looking over at you. You caught Nancyâs eye and were shocked just to see her stood there, not even trying to help you.
âHere you go, man.â Steve held the camera out to Jonathan before letting it drop to the ground. The smash of the camera made you flinch. Jonathan just stared at the ground.
âCome on, letâs go. The gameâs about to start.â Steve and Tommy walked away from the scene, Carol taking her cue to let go of your hair before she shoved you away from her, laughing.
The photos were now scattered on the ground in pieces. I guess that took care of that problem, you thought.
âY/n, are you okay?â Jonathan asked, seeing that you were clutching the back of your head.
âIâll survive.â You made your way to the camera and silently helped him pick up the pieces.
You could understand Steveâs reaction. He was upset for a good reason. But the way he was acting was⊠strange to you. Mean. Sure, he was a bit of an ass sometimes but you saw a new side to him today.
âHey! Nance!â Steve called out from a distance.
You then saw that she was crouched beside you, gathering some pieces of a photo she spotted. When she looked at you, you assumed she would apologise for what they did, or at least ask if you were alright. But instead, she took the pieces and ran to Steve.
âI guess that friendshipâs over.â You muttered.
The wind picked up and the photo remains were thrown everywhere, taken away by the natural force. You sighed and grabbed the smaller pieces of Jonathanâs camera, handing them to him.
âYou didnât have to do that. Stick up for me?â Jonathanâs head was low, both of you still crouched opposite eachother.
âWell, they didnât have to do that.â You pointed to the camera, shrugging.
âY/n is quite the hero type.â
You looked up to the voice and saw Eddie smiling at you, noticing the patch of your hair that was most likely in a tangle behind your head.
âWhat happened?â He questioned, looking at Jonathan who did everything to keep himself busy.
âHarrington happened.â You say, standing up while attempting to straighten your hair.
âUgh. I hate that guy.â
âYou do?â Jonathan asked surprised, looking at the boy who currently had his hands stuffed into his jacket pockets, a metal chain on his jeans jangling as he moved.
âYeah. All that hair? Nothing but ego and asshole-ry.â He laughed.
âAgreed. Iâm gonna head home, thanks Y/n. Do you need a ride?â Jonathan looks at you as he stands and you notice Eddie shift uncomfortably.
âYeah, actually, can you drop me of just outside the route to the power lines? Iâd go straight to the Wheelers but I figure Nancyâs heading there with SteveâŠâ Your voice trailed off as he nodded. Jonathan says a small goodbye to Eddie, you had no idea if theyâd ever met, and started up the car.
âIâll see you tomorrow, Eddie.â You smile at him, giving a small wave.
âYeah.â He raised his shoulders and walked back to his group that were all patiently waiting by a van, not really meeting your eyes. That was weird.
You glanced down at your wrist and realised you had given your watch to El earlier that day.
âHey, do you have the time?â You asked Jonathan as you got into his car.
âUh, yeah, itâs 3:20.â
âDamn. Any chance you can get me there quick?â You look at him with pleading eyes.
âIâm not even going to ask.â He simply said, reversing the car out of the spot.
âGood choice.â
You had managed to sneak around the back of your house without anyone spotting you as you grabbed your bike and made your way through the trees, heading to the power lines. You hoped that they had at least waited for you before disappearing.
When you approached, however, you only saw one of the kids stood there. Pedalling closer, you saw El stood petrified by a cat that lay on the other side of the fence. You could hear itâs evil little hisses as you dumped your bike on the ground and jogged over.
âShoo! Get out of here!â You stomped your foot and the cat ran. Looking over at the girl, she took a deep breath and met your eyes.
âThree-one-five.â She showed you your watch that looked much bigger than it was on her slim wrist.
âI know, Iâm sorry, I had to deal with something.â You said, crouching down to meet her at eye-level.
âDeal with something?â
âOne of my friends was being hurt.â You said and her eyes widened.
âHeâs fine!â You added quickly, smiling.
âEl!â You heard Mike yell as he and the other two boys pedalled closer.
âY/n!â Dustin grinned and you walked over. You both executed a quick secret handshake that was created ages ago when Nancy and Mike left you alone. It was now a necessity to do whenever you greeted eachother.
âSo, what are we doing?â You ask, glancing at each of them before walking over to your fallen bike.
âJust follow us.â Mike said, giving no help at all, and he turned to El, âHop on. We only have a few hours.â
With no point in asking any more questions, you all biked your way through the forest, making sure to follow behind them so you could keep an eye on each of the kids.
'Danger, danger.' Mikeâs words replayed in your head. You just hoped that danger wasnât where you were headed today.
After a while, the forest came to a steeper incline and you all decided it better to walk, not wanting to completely destroy your legs. You walked with Lucas and Dustin while El and Mike paired together just ahead of you. It was kind of sweet how close they were. Gross. But sweet.
âSo⊠why were you late to meeting us, huh?â Dustin asked, putting on a fake frown.
âMe? I got there before you nerds.â You pointed a finger at him and he surrendered.
âWe wereâŠâ
âDealing with something!â Lucas nodded at Dustin who followed his lead.
âYeah? Well me too.â You said and you walked in silence for a bit.
âWhat was your thing?â Dustin smirked. Youâve known him two years now and you still didnât know if he just liked conversation or was incredibly nosy.
âWhy do you want to know?â
âBecause.â Well, you couldnât argue with that logic.
âHarrington and his goons were harassing Jonathan.â You said simply, hearing groans from the boys beside you at the mention of Hairy's name.
âWhy?â Lucas asked, âJonathanâs always just been quiet, right?â He was remembering the times he spent at the Byersâ house.
âThatâs not important. Whatâs important is that heâs okay and Harrington sucks.â
âHere, here!â Dustin said, shaking his head.
You all caught up to the other two and were directly behind them, in full earshot of their ongoing conversation.
âI was tripped by this mouth breather, Troy, okay?â You heard Mike say with a sigh.
âMouth breather?â El questioned, not familiar with the term.
âYeah, you know, a dumb person. A knucklehead.â Mike said, not explaining very well.
âKnucklehead?â She was very confused now.
âSomeone who is mean. And not very smart.â You tried to explain as simply as you could, earning a knowing nod as she finally realised what Mike was talking about.
It was sad that the boys had to deal with their bullies day after day, it made sense that Mike didnât want to tell El. He probably felt embarrassed. Youâve had your fair share of bullies. But after a while, you found ways to ignore them. Then again, you werenât doing so well at that anymore. You were involving yourself in more fights than you could handle.
âI understand.â El smiled at him. It was adorable. But it didnât stop you, Lucas, and Dustin mime retching at eachother.
âAnyway, what are we doing out here?â You ask again, hoping someone will actually answer you this time.
âMike thinks that El is some sort of compass for finding Will.â Lucas rolled his eyes. At least he still came.
âBecause she recognised his photo?â You look at Mike who nodded.
âWith any luck, we find Will, rescue him, maybe beat up a few bad guys along the way, and return home heroes!â Dustin said triumphantly.
âSee what I have to deal with?â Lucas said to you, shaking his head in disbelief.
This wasnât exactly what you planned for a Thursday night but then again you couldnât really complain; you never had plans.
You all walked for what seemed forever and soon the sun began to fade, plunging your quest into darkness. At least they werenât out here alone.
âYou have got to be kidding me.â Lucas muttered under his breath as you all slowed to a stop.
âHere.â El said, turning to Mike directly.
âYeah, this is where Will lives.â Mike said, a little confused.
âHiding.â El tried again, her voice a little quieter.
âNo, no, this is where he lives. Heâs missing from here. Understand?â You could sense Mikeâs patience slowly fading.
âWhat are we doing here?â Lucas asked. His patience was already gone.
âShe said heâs hiding here.â You say, looking at the house in front of you. Considering that El had no idea where Will lived, this was weird.
âUm⊠no!â Lucas said, looking at you as if you were mad.
âI swear,â Dustin spoke up, âif we walked all the way out here for nothing-â
âThatâs exactly what we did.â Lucas threw his hands up in exasperation. You were still looking to the house, trying to figure it out. âI told you she didnât know what the hell she was talking about!â
âWhy did you bring us here.â Mikeâs voice was stern.
âI-â El stammered.
âMike, donât waste your time with her.â
âWhat do you want to do then?â
âCall the cops, like we should have done yesterday.â
You took a few steps toward the Byersâ when you saw strange lights flickering in the house in an assortment of colours. What was going on?
âWe are not calling the cops!â
âHey guys?â
Your head spun around at Dustinâs call for attention, noticing why there was worry in his voice.
âWhat other choice do we have?â Lucas was shouting at Mike now, trying to make him see sense.
âGuys!â You and Dustin raised your voices at the same time and soon you were all looking to the road, multiple sirens racing past.
âWillâŠâ
The sirens were blasting so loudly, so out of tune with eachother that it made your head spin. You wished it was just because of the alcohol.
An officer was attempting to get you to talk, but you just stayed there, kneeling in front of the pool. Blood was on your hands now, some smeared onto your dress.
Your eyes fixated on the body floating in the water.
You had all rushed to your bikes, following the sirens. Your heart was racing, unsure of itâs speed. Yes, you were pedalling fast. But the fear was overwhelming.
The wind was whipping at your skin as you all rode in terrified silence. The cops had found something. Judging by the amount of cars and ambulances, it was definitely not good.
The final destination was the quarry. A pit of mud and water that you would see some days when walking past the cliff that overlooked it. In the day, it was nothing. At night, it was the most eerie thing you have ever seen. You had never been nearer to the water edge.
You all kept your distance from the Sheriffâs Department as you all looked out onto the scene, breathless.
Please, god, no.
You prayed silently. Your hands were shaking.
I should get the kids out of here, you thought. But you were too late. They had found something in the water.
The kids ran to hide behind the fire engine before you could stop them. Rather than going with them, you were frozen to your place. You didnât need a closer look. The small body that now appeared on the shore clearly belonged to Will. Fuck.
âWhat is wrong with you?!â You heard the painful shouts of anger coming out of Mikeâs mouth. You winced. His voice had somehow merged with the voices of your parents.
WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU Y/N?!
It wasnât until Mike pedalled past you that you snapped into action. The boy was already too far for you to deal with so, instead, you ran over to Dustin and the others.
As soon as El saw you, she cried. Dustin and Lucas were on the verge of tears. You wordlessly took them all in your arms with no objections, holding them until their tears stopped.
âCome on, letâs get you out of here.â
You all rode back in silence, Elâs grip tight around your waist. You really wished you had stopped them from seeing that.
Since you lived next to Mike, you took them all to your house. Their parents already assumed they were over his for a sleepover so you didnât need to call anyone. Mike needed time to cool off, you knew that. Aggression was something you could deal with.
Dustin and Lucas thanked you for the pillows and blankets as they set themselves up in the living room. Your uncle had left you a note saying he wouldnât be back until the next day anyway.
You set El up in your bed, letting her borrow some clothes that were too big for her, and tucked her in. When she fell asleep, you set yourself up on the floor. You knew you werenât sleeping tonight. How could you sleep after all that?
Will was confirmed dead. That small, sweet boy was gone and there was nothing you could do.
After a few restless attempts at finding the right position, you gave up, quietly making your way to the kitchen to get yourself a drink of water. When you shuffled onto the tiled floor, your foot kicked something to the side. Another beer can.
You sighed, picking up the littered object and opening the back door to the trash-cans. With each step down from the small porch, your heart ached just a little more. Youâve experienced so much death. Death of people who never deserved it. One more, and you thought you might go crazy. But you needed to be strong. For the boys and El. You made a promise to stay with them and you werenât looking to break it anytime soon.
âRest in peace, Will.â You say softly to the sky. Acceptance was always key in these situations. It was something you had to alone.
At least, you thought you were alone.
A low growl echoed from the darkness of the path between the houses, the goosebumps prickling on your skin in response. Without a second thought, you took a step closer. Maybe it was just a cat. One step, then another. The growling continued.
A third step, and it all went silent. Your breath formed a cloud in front of you. Everything in your body was telling you to move. Run.
You sprinted back to the porch, rushing inside and slamming the door shut. Behind it, you heard the trash-cans clang to the ground. But that isnât what scared you.
As you crouched down with your back against the door, you could almost feel the long nails against the wood, clawing away. You could see the glow of the flickering porch lamp cast onto your kitchen floor, beaming through the curtainâs fabric. All you could hear now was your heartbeat, growing louder with each bone-chilling scratch to the door. Whatever it was, it wanted in.
And then, it didnât.
Everything stopped. You reluctantly stood up, using your shaking hand to peer through the curtain of the back door window. As your eyes adjusted to the night outside, you saw⊠nothing.
Not wanting to chance fate, you locked the door. Walking as quickly as you could, you checked and locked up the entire house. Dustin and Lucas were sound asleep. With a sigh of relief, you made your way back to El.
Opening the door, you saw the girl now sat up in your bed, her arms wrapped around her legs as she stared at you. Words finally escaped her lips, a wave of terror flashing through your body.
âTheyâre coming.â
Chapter 4: Maybe We're Not So Crazy ->
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okay so like i know i still have my
eddie x platonic! experiment! reader universe and my summer camp horror story to continue
but !
iâve been thinking thoughts and now i just have all these ideas and auâs i wanna start writing đ
i will be listing them because i canât keep thoughts to myself, but feedback on which ones sound best would be great ! đ«¶đŸ
- weird science au ; the boys decide to create a girl one day, just for fun after seeing the movie when it came out. chaos ensues and some people like her a little too much đ€ïżŒ ( some people is the fruity four đœ because i donât know who i want her with yet )
- the lost boys / my babysitterâs a vampire au ; the kids love their babysitter, but sheâs been acting a little odd lately, as well as nancy , robin , steve , and eddie đ€š < donât know about that part yet
another vampire one! ; eddie starts dating a girl (reader) but the gang just thinks that thereâs something weird going on with her, cue, dustin , lucas , will , and mike going, â sheâs obviously a vampire!â
- bewitched au! : readerâs family moves to hawkins, right next door to the sinclairâs, erica tells the group that their neighbor is like eleven, claiming that sheâs seen her do weird things. just for them to find out that sheâs a witch.
- famous reader!au : everyone knows who the ây/s/nâ (your stage name) is, the people of hawkins refer to you as âhawkinsâ hopeâ being that you made it out of your cursed hometown and all. so imagine eddie munsonâs surprise when he gets to the wheelerâs basement to hang out, and sees you chatting it up with everyone, like youâve known them your whole life!
- clue! au ; six people from the same town, are all invited to a mansion one night for a dinner party, thrown by a mutual friend. itâs supposed to be a themed party, but the theme theyâre never told. they never get to find out either, being that the host was killed. (i have the idea for this one, i really do. but i have no clue how to execute it. haha get it clue? iâll stop đ§đŸââïž)
- scooby doo au! ; honestly that one fanart really gave me life, and i would honestly just love to see them as the mystery gang fr đ«Ł
- kind of like a wandavision!au : reader is an individual with powers she doesnât quite understand. sheâs overcome with anger and grief of her and her friendsâ failure and eddieâs âdeathâ. so in a fit of rage, she accidentally turns the town of hawkins into a collection of her favorite sitcoms ! whoops ig
- final destination! au ; the gang decided to take a well-needed vacation , as they board the plane however (i donât know which character yet, probably reader though) has a too real premonition of the plane crashing moments after take-off, due to her having an outburst, the hawkins crew gets kicked off of the plane, for her delusions. however things quickly escalate further, once the plane does exactly what she said it would. or ( the plot of the second or third final destination movies with the roller coaster or the highway. )
jeepers creepers 2! au ; robin , steve (a senior in this one), nancy , eddie , and reader are going on their senior trip. on the way there however, the bus breaks down, giving the creeper (vecna) a chance to strike !
the society au! ; steve , robin , eddie , nancy , and reader are going on their winter senior trip, however on the way there due to bad weather, the trip gets postponed, making the buses turn back around to hawkins. except when only two buses return and when they do finally get back, the townspeople seemto have vanished.
jenniferâs body au! ; reader and eddie go to a small concert being held at the hideout, the main act is being put on by a gothic girl group, who afterword invite reader to some kind of after party. reader insists that eddie come with her, but the girls refuse. eddie insists she go ahead and to call him so heâll pick her up after. imagine his surprise when he wakes up to reader laying in his kitchen at 3 am throwing up blood, and babbling nonsense !
mechanic! reader! au ; eddie is infatuated with the girl he keeps frequenting to fix his van.
and i canât think of any of the other ones rn , but iâm sure this is enough đ anyways let me know which one sounds good because writing other things give me inspiration to write my current works for some reason đđŸââïž
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Husband!Hawks
this mans
is not husband material
but!
for the right girl? he may be willing to play the part
listen, mans may not be a simp but he is cHARMING okay? he got potential
besides heâs lowkey a simp for the right girl but whatever
was very romantic when he proposed
managed to rent out an entire park perks of being the #2 hero
decked out a gazebo with fairy lights, candles, and rose petals
considered making a heart with the rose petals but decided just scattering them around would be classier and less cheesy
set up a picnic with a basket f u l l of food
sandwiches, cheese, fruit, desserts, the works
and ofc a bottle of champagne bc tonight you two would be celebrating
or so he hoped
you wouldnât say no right?
i mean who could say no to that gorgeous face pHEW
pulled out the ring box right as you swallowed the last of the macaron youâd been nibbling on
his heart sped up as your eyes widened, a breathless âkeigoâ escaping your lips
âi know you might not be ready, but the more i get to know you, the more i realize that i donât want to live the rest of my life without you. youâre the girl of my dreams, and i never want to wake up. would you marry me?â
âare you s t u p i d? ofc i will!â
his grin has never been as bright as it was at that moment
slipped the ring onto your finger and immediately pulled you into his arms and took off into the air
slowed your assent as you two soared above the clouds and spun around, unable to contain his joy
gazed at your face with those golden eyes, taking in your beauty, before giving you the sweetest, most tender kiss youâve ever felt
oh boy the wedding
when i tell you this was an e v e n t i mean anyone who was anyone wanted to go to this wedding
but only those that were close to the two of you were invited
haha suckerrrs
somehow got all might to officiate
who knew all might could officiate weddings?Â
certainly neither of you
no one really knows how that decision came to be but i mean no one was complaining either so
he let you make all the decisions except for one
the flowers
he h a d to be involved in the flowers
he appreciates pretty flora and if the bouquets and floral arrangements at his wedding werenât the prettiest possible he would n o t be satisfied
teared up as you walked down the aisle (which he will neither confirm nor deny)
not that he wasnât lookinâ mighty fine too
just imagine: tan suit with a black button up and a gold tie, gold cufflinks with a ruby set in each
i know those are his costume colors but he looks good in them so yâall can fight me
dipped you for your first kiss as husband and wife to everyoneâs amusement
best believe a few different cameras caught that
the timing of the wedding was planned out so the reception was held at night
semi-sheer white tents and custom black ten-feet tall candelabras
the soft glow from the candles combined with the moonlight made for the perfect dreamy vibeÂ
he managed to find a florist that could dye white roses black and cover them them with a thin layer of gold glitter
was it necessary? no
did it look good? heck yeah
the gold glitter shined beautifully against the black roses
tho
the way your eyes sparkled as you danced with him was far more captivating
you two had flown up into the sky to dance your first dance together
your silhouettes against the bright moon made for a perfect picture
the only reason you ended up coming down was because neither of you had eaten much that day and a guyâs gotta eat
he gonna need stamina later *winky face*
you cannot convince me the man wouldnât insist on fried chicken
like a whole buffet table of different flavors
but i mean fried chicken is good so canât blame him
everyone expected him to smear some cake on your face when he fed you that first piece
instead wiped off the frosting that got on your lips with his thumb and licked it off
your best friend caught t h a t one on camera and will never stop teasing you about how flustered you got
he kept up a great image of a polite host but on the inside he was ready to g o
it had been a long day and he was ready love on his wife
heh
wife
he likes the sound of that
peppers your face with kisses on the ride home
yeah yeah i know h o n e y m o o n but where yâall were goinâ was forever away and mans just wants to shower you with affection as soon as possible (esp considering he had to keep his hands off you all day since you two never had a moment alone)
scoops you up the second youâre out of the car and carries you over the threshold
gives you a soft kiss before putting you down
and thatâs the last soft kiss youâre gonna get for the night lolllll
definitely the type to make you breakfast in the morning
also the type to cook in nothing but an apron and boxers but anyway
you better be up in time to see that sight bc if not, youâre getting breakfast in bed not that iâd complain
heâs not the best cook but mans can manage some bacon and eggs
plus some fresh fruit bc it makes it more visually appealing and less like he doesnât really know how to cook
he set the tray on your lap and climbs back into bed, pulling you into his side so your head can rest on his chest as you two munch on breakfast
thereâs something so soothing about the sound of his heartbeat
a soft little rhythm that nearly puts you back the sleep
didnât help that he was unconsciously running his fingertips along your arm, drawing random squiggles and shapes
will tilt your head up by the chin every so often to give you a little peck on the lips
if you do fall asleep, heâll just gaze at you softly while lightly tracing your features
still canât process that youâre married
someone actually loved him enough to marry him
there was someone that didnât just admire or use him bc of his quirk
didnât give him attention purely bc heâs the number 2 hero
you saw all his flaws and shortcomings and insecurities and loved him regardless
if heâs dreaming, please donât wake him up
you cleaning him wings for him is something he loves so much
itâs such an intimate task that makes him feel cared for
loved
how much time you take in cleaning them and how tenderly you handle each wing
itâs one of his favorite ways to spend time with you
itâs nice being taken care of for once, esp when heâs always taking care of others
absolutely loves taking you on night flights
will take you in his arms and just soar above the clouds
with the clouds below you and the stars above, it feels like you two are the only people that exist
definitely dances with you during some of those flights
wraps one arm more tightly around your waist and take your hand in his and just⊠slowly spins in the air
it doesnât look like much but when youâre just looking into each otherâs eyes, it feels like the most romantic and intimate moment you could ask for
your life is quite literally in his hands but youâve never felt safer
even more so when you wrap your arms around his neck and bury your face in the crook
his arms wound securely around your waist, the comforting smell of his scent, the kisses he presses to your temple every so often
it feels like home
likes startling/scaring you a lot
will sneak into the house after work just so he can tap on your shoulder from behindÂ
the gasp you let out as you freak out for half a second never fails to amuse him the jerk
will always make it up to you with long, deep kiss
if he gets home late after a long day heâll just crawl into bed and pull you into his arms before burying his face into your hair
no talking, just breathes in your scent before he crashes
he sleeps really well like that, but, although he wonât admit it, he sleeps best when you hold him, his face buried in your chest
he feels warm and safe, like itâs okay to be vulnerable for once
absolutely flirts with you while at work
probably definitely sends you a few spicy pics or texts
it gives him such smug satisfaction knowing the affect he has on you when heâs not even physically there
picks up take-out when he knows your too tired to or would rather not cook
like to back hug you and wrap you up with his wings
9/10 times will bury his face in your neck and nuzzle
sometimes if he spots you while on patrol, heâll fly over and flirt with you
âhow you doinâ, gorgeous? the nameâs hawks. whatâs a pretty lilâ thing like you doinâ in a neighborhood like this?â
sir, this is one of the safest areas in the city pLS-
but if you actually a r e in danger? oh boy
no one, and i mean no one, touches his girl
honestly iâd rather fight bakugo one on one than deal with keigoâs wrath
heâs one of the chillest people you will ever meet, but when heâs that mad? s c a r y
will keep a close watch on you for a while after that
asks you to always let him know where youâll be and to text him when you get home
definitely considered installing a tracking app on your phones
heâll calm down eventually, but for the moment heâs extremely anxious
although he certainly tried his best to hide it
he didnât want to stress you out too, especially if you had any anxieties from it yourself
he was just afraid to lose you
he doesnât know what heâd do without you
after all, youâre the most precious thing in the world to him and he loves you more than he could ever put into words
#happy birthday b#hope you enjoyed this#hawks#hawks imagine#hawks headcanons#hawks x reader#keigo#keigo imagine#keigo headcanons#keigo x reader#keigo tamaki#my hero academia#mha imagine#mha headcanons#boko no hero academia#bnha imagine#bnha headcanons
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Baby
au+trope+prompt game: college!au Jaehyun + fake dating + itâs just so hard not to fall in love with you
pairing: jung jaehyun x fem!reader x asshole!yuta
other members as background characters: yuta, mark, johnny, jungwoo
genre: angst, smut
word count: 9,124
warnings: abusive relationship, toxic behaviour
summary: âWhen Yuta breaks your heart for the millionth time, you meet Jaehyun, freshly broken up and looking for revenge. You decide to start fake dating to get back on your exes, but your plan takes an unexpected turn. You fall in love.â
a/n: I really donât like putting yuta in a negative light like that itâs just for the ficâs sake! also I literally used the name Naeun as Jaehyunâs ex because I think itâs SUCH a pretty name, NO correlation whatsoever to any korean celebrity named naeun!
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You knew it was wrong.
Looking through your boyfriendâs, Yutaâs, phone while he took a shower, was the arguably the tackiest thing you have ever done.
He was always distant lately, only seeming to make time for a booty call, and at first, you blamed your hectic schedule. Your major was demanding, to say the least, so when Yuta suggested that you replace your dates with some âquality timeâ at his dorm, you had no objections. You didnât know that he also meant ignoring your calls, canceling on you at the last minute to meet up with his frat brothers, and keeping your relationship strictly between four walls and two naked bodies.
The thought of him meaning more to you than you meant for him ate you away. It creeped in your mind while you heard the water running from your shower, and lead your fingertips to tap in the password of his phone.
Opening his messaging app, you recognize his best friendsâ icons in a group chat consisting of his frat members. You scrolled up, ignoring the latest massages regarding a party that the frat would be throwing in two weeks. You started to feel guilty, not exactly sure what you were looking for, when you saw your name at the screen.
m0rklee[00:10]: @yutassanhyung, i saw your girl today at the supermarket! why didnât you tell her about the party next Sunday?
you[00:12]: what girl lol Â
m0rklee[00:13]: y/n?? i thought you guys were together?
you[00:12]: nahh
fairyteil[00:15]: eyy @yutassan if youâre done with her i know a couple guys who wanna hit it too
you[00:16]: be my guest haha
you[00:16]: donât get me wrong she was bad when we met but shit is getting kinda stale
tenoutoften[00:17]: arenât you on your way to her place lol
you[00:17]: hey hey pussy is pussy
Was that all you were to him? Pussy?
Yuta called you special, he called you yours. He didnât like it when you were talking to other guys. He ripped your lingerie set because he didnât want anyone else to ever see you in it but him. And then he dared to go around and call you a fling?
You heard the water stop running and knew you didnât have much time until you had to face him, the thought alone making you sick.
You didnât bother to lock his phone again, leaving the chat that made you so upset open. Grabbing your keys and a jacket, you left your place and hoped that Yuta would get the message and get the fuck out of there before you came back.
Your legs walked on their own accord, your memory leading you to the only place where you knew youâd find any sort of comfort. When Johnny opened his door, tears were already streaming down your face. He took the open tequila bottle you were holding and pulled you in for a hug. He smelled like weed and beer, and after hearing the âIs that the pizzas?â, you realized that your best friend wasnât alone.
You quickly wiped your cheeks and fixed your sex hair that Yuta messed up, trying your best to look presentable. Johnny put a hand on your back and lead you to his living room. Jungwoo, your and Johnnyâs friend from high school, was sprawled out on the couch, a little disappointed after seeing that you were, in fact, not the pizzas. Next to him, drowning in a bean bag, was Jaehyun. You didnât really know him very well other than the fact that he took the same major as Johnny, so you felt a little insecure looking as messy as you did right now. His eyes were red, just like the other menâs, but you could swear his eyelashes looked a little damp.
Jungwooâs words were muffled by the barbecue chips he was munching away.
âYoo y/n, I didnât know you were coming!â
You placed the tequila bottle on the table,
âYeah, Woo, figured you wanted something to drinkâ
âMoveâ Johnny murmured to him, but he only stretched and sighed dramatically, shoving a handful of chips in his mouth.
âI donât need a drink I need food. Iâm hungry and I got the munchiesâ
Johnny grabbed his ankle and with impressive ease, dragged Jungwoo to the floor. The taller man sat on the couch, on the side next to Jaehyun and you followed his lead, letting a grumpy Jungwoo lean his head on your knees. Taking the lit joint from Jaehyunâs fingers, Johnny turned his attention back on you.
âSo tell me chicaâ he said and took a hit, âwho do I have to beat up?â
âYutaâ, you grumbled, âIâm ghosting this motherfuckerâ
You felt the vibrations on your lap when Jungwoo started talking.
âWhat did he do this time? Didnât I tell you not to get involved with stupid frat boys?â
You started petting his hair, the softness comforting under your fingers.
âApparently Iâm not âbadâ enough for him anymoreâ you replied, throwing air quotes and rolling your eyes.
âWhaaaaatâ Johnny drew out with a cough after taking a particularly deep inhale from the blunt, âyouâre like the baddest bitch I know. Even now, that youâre all puffy from crying and smell like his dickâ
You hit his shoulder, almost dropping the joint he was passing to Jungwoo, embarrassed that he would say something like that in front of Jaehyun, an almost stranger to you.
âI donât know, manâ Jungwoo started, and you could hear the smile on his face, âwhen girls cry itâs kinda hotâ
You were contemplating how many hairs of his you should rip out of his scalp when the telecom rang, assumably by the pizza delivery man.
âSaved by the bellâ, Jungwoo muttered to himself and got up quickly to open the door. While the youngest paid for the pizzas, Johnny held your hand, a bit guilty for his words earlier. He had a mischievous smirk and kept shifting his gaze between you and Jaehyun, who had been sitting in silence ever since you got here, occasionally smiling at your friendsâ teasing.
âFuck Yuta, man. You should find a nice guy to treat you well and fuck you even better yâknow?â he started, and patted his buddy roughly on the back, âLike Jae over hereâ
Your eyes widened and you instinctively glanced at Jaehyun, ears a deep red and a matching shocked look on his face.
You cleared your throat, âNo offense, but, like, arenât you practically married to this girl-uhhh whatâs her name again? Naeun?â
To someone who wasnât listening to your conversation, it must have seemed like you tased him, or brought up a painful childhood memory, or asked him if heâd be willing to lick a lemon after washing his teeth. He looked away from you, and turned his attention to his nails, ripping a cuticle off in deep concentration. His voice was so quiet when he finally spoke, that you barely heard him. âI broke up with her, actually.. Like, three hours agoâ
Guilt washed over you in an instant, not knowing that you scratched a wound so fresh. You wanted to apologize and even ask if you should leave the three alone, when Jungwoo grabbed the Tequila bottle and crashed on the couch clumsily between you and Johnny.
âFuck love!â, he yelled, âletâs get wastedâ
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You stared at the empty JosĂ© Cuervo bottle rising up and down Johnnyâs chest with every one of his snores. He was laid out on his couch, his tall height taking up all of its entirety, leaving Jungwoo passed out on the floor. Jaehyun followed your eyes and smiled at Johnnyâs sleeping face, mouth open and tongue spilling out.
After the 4th shot, you found out that Jae was a pretty decent guy. He let you rant about Yuta while your friends were busy trying to see who could eat a large pizza by himself the fastest. You told him all about how you never went on dates anymore, how you looked through his phone after having sex, and the text conversation you found earlier tonight. He listened carefully, without judgment, and after smoking some more of Johnnyâs staff, he opened up to you about his relationship with Naeun.
Or rather, how he found her fucking his roommate on his own bed.
You always thought of these two as what they call a âpower coupleâ. Valedictorian meets basketball all-star, they graduate and have beautiful babies, while all the rest of us mortals can do is admire from afar. You would have never guessed the toxicity, constant cheating and manipulation that Jaehyun was recounting. You bonded over stories about cancelled dates, emotional distancing and feeling like youâre always the one giving but never receiving. If you were being honest, you would have never expected such emotional depth from a college point guard. He drew you in with his gentleness, and you noticed how different he was from Yuta, who engulfed you with his intensity. You also hated how even now, you were still thinking of him.
Just then, you got his third message for the night:
asshole [03:35]:come on baby donât ignore mee, me and the guys were just messing around
you [03:36]:stop texting me
you [03:38]:weâre done
You locked your phone, upset and angry, and felt Jaehyun sigh.
âI know Iâm falling for her stupid games, but I just want to get back at her yâknow? Show her what sheâs missing, that type of thingâ
You knew exactly what he was talking about. During the past hours, you weighted all the possible ways you could make Yuta regret ever taking you for granted.
He was so charming that he could get laid with anyone he wanted (and probably did, even when you were âdatingâ), but even after what he said to Taeil, you knew that he hated the thought of anyone else fucking you. He wanted your body to be his, without having to deal with the commitment that came with that privilege.
You thought about fucking one of his frat buddies, but that would get you from being called âYutaâs girlâ to âÎΚΩâs cumslutâ, and your self esteem couldnât take that blow.
Jaehyunâs deep voice interrupted your train of thoughts.
âMaybe Johnnyâs rightâ
âHuh? â
âYou should date meâ
You blinked at him twice, not knowing what to reply when you saw him wave his hands frantically in front of his face.
âFake date me! I mean, you should fake date me. Sorry, the weedâs got me a little fucked upâ
At first, the idea seemed crazy. Yes, it would make Yuta furious that you were supposedly fucking one of the hottest guys on campus. Yes, Naeun would get mad that she didnât have Jaehyunâs constant attention that she so craved anymore. Yes, you two might have revealed your deepest insecurities, opened up your hearts to each other all while sharing a bottle of alcohol, but you had never hanged out together without Johnny being present. You had barely hanged out together, period. But wouldnât that make it even more believable? Two of Johnnyâs best friends break up at the same time, meet up at his house and inevitably end up together. You didnât share the same major, so you wouldnât have to put up the act too much at college. And with social media, making a fake relationship believable was easier than ever.
asshole [03:42]: fuck you. you think you can find someone better than me?
Drunk and lacking logic, you agreed on the plan, and gave him your number. You had just finished creating the contact on his phone when he suddenly got up and rushed to the bathroom, facing the consequences of the tequila and weed combo.
You passed out on Johnnyâs bean bag and when you woke up on Sunday afternoon, Jaehyun was gone.
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You didnât expect him to text you on Monday, thinking that it was intoxication that gave him the idea of fake dating and made it look brilliant. So when he gave you the address to his dorm, to further discuss your âoperationâ you were surprised, but determined to succeed.
The plan was simple. You would start tagging each other on your instagram stories, to show people that you were spending time alone. He agreed to pick you up from your lecture on Wednesday, your classes coinciding on neighboring buildings. And for you final act, heâd come with you as your plus one for the fratâs party next Sunday. Mark was nice enough to invite you, after Yuta âforgotâ to do it instead, and Naeun, being Taeilâs sister, wouldnât miss it for the world. It was the perfect opportunity to flaunt your new relationship, all while being on the opponentâs part of the field.
You started off innocently enough. After you and Jaehyun finished brainstorming ideas about the âoperationâ as he insisted on calling it, he suggested you stay for a movie and some Chinese food. His dorm was cozy, a little messy, maybe, but it fitted his boyish charm. He had a nice collection of vinyls, stating that his favorite one was I. by Cigarettes After Sex. You were a bit taken aback by his love for dreampop and rnb, but the more you got to know him, the more it seemed to fit him nicely. On the wall next to his bed hung a display full of all of his sport trophies. He was known for his basketball skills, but you also saw medals for soccer, track, volleyball. Amongst them all was an English certificate and a spelling bee award. You wondered if he ever felt pressure trying to be so perfect all the time.
The movie was terrible, but Jaehyun managed to entertain you by making silly jokes throughout and mocking the actorsâ bad acting. It was the first time you ever saw him crack a joke like that and be willing to contort his handsome features. So much better than the dream boy image he was feigning for everyone, but you didnât know him well enough to tell him. The movie was halfway done when he picked up his phone and opened a camera app through his Instagram.
âShouldnât we take a story? Since weâre together anyways?â
You nodded and scooted closer to him. He was a bit hesitant as he positioned the camera to capture your legs that were touching, a scene from the movie playing in the background. It was a cute picture but nothing indicated that the two of you were more than friends. You pressed the X at the top of the screen to discard the picture, and placed his hand on top of your thigh. You turned around just in time to witness his ears turning into a fuschia pink.
âIs that okay?â
He nodded and regained his cool, taking the picture and tagging you with a red heart next to your username.
A couple hours after leaving his place you texted him, asking if Naeun had replied to his story. He said that unfortunately, the only person who batted an eye was Johnny, replying with a â đ đ đ â .
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You met up again the next day, at your apartment this time.
He looked nervous being in a place so foreign to him yet so personal to you, so you decided to turn the lights down to help him relax, insisting that you werenât trying to seduce him or anything. He laughed at your joke but still looked tense, and you thought that maybe he needed some liquid courage to open up.
âHey Jae. Want a drink?â
It took him 3 beers to finally loosen up and show you his dimpled grin again. You were sitting on the floor, facing each other and feeling comfortable in the ambience of the room. A Spotify playlist was playing in the background so it would fill up the awkward silence but wouldnât distract you from your conversation.
âWait wait wait. So you sleep without a pillowcase?â
âYeah, didnât you notice it when you came to my place yesterday?â
âI thought you forgot to do your laundry!â
His laugh was resonating and deep and manly. It made his eyes disappear and his face light up, not that it didnât anyway - the guy could easily be a skin care ambassador, and you made a mental note to ask him about his moisturizer later.
You followed his gaze to one of your walls. Pictures were filling it up, memories of yourself and your siblings, of your friends from home that you missed, of Johnny and Jungwoo. You felt a little insecure then, comparing them to Jaehyunâs countless medals and awards.
âIâm not good at sports like you, so I have nothing else to hang on my wallâ, you laughed awkwardly but he shook his head.
âNo, Iâm actually jealous of you. Everyone always seems to want to be around youâ
âExcept Yutaâ
âYutaâs an idiot, then. You are way out of his league anyways.â
You felt yourself turning into a blushing mess and looked for a way to break the awkward silence that followed his comment.
âWanna share another one?â you asked him, shaking the empty beer bottle on your hand and he nodded. You started getting up when you felt him put a hand on your shoulder and pick up the bottles you had finished up from the table himself. He rinsed them off and put them away to the recycling bag next to your sink, the domesticity of the action making you melt. You watched as he stood on his tiptoes to reach a lager from the top drawer of your fridge, revealing a defined set of abs and two cute dimples on his lower back. You ripped your eyes away immediately, like you were caught doing something illegal, and he walked back to his spot next to you. As soon as he sat down, he groaned and threw his head back.
âThe bottle opener was on the kitchen counter. I forgot to bring itâ
Without saying a word, you took the beer from his hand and placed the cap in your mouth. It was a party trick that your older brother had taught you when you were 15. After finding a stable indentation on your teeth, you manipulate the rough edges of the cap and pop the beer open. You return the glass bottle to Jaehyun, whoâs looking at you incredulously.
âFuck me, that was the hottest thing Iâve ever seenâ, he breaths out and you feel your whole face burning up. You opened and closed your mouth a couple times, trying to register that someone like him thought you were hot, when you felt your phone vibrating, saving you from further embarrassing yourself.
Johnnyâs picture lit up on the screen and you mentally prepared yourself for the following conversation. You and Jaehyun decided against telling anyone about your relationship being fake. Itâs not that your best friend wasnât reliable, but if you told Johnny you had to tell Jungwoo, and Jungwoo doesnât know how to keep his mouth shut to save his life.
âJohn, whatâs upâ
âEyy chica what took you so long?â
You looked at Jaehyun who had leaned back against the pillow of your couch and sipped on the beer you would share.
âYeah sorry I was a little busyâ
âBusy.. with Jaehyun?â
You tried to sound as nonchalant as possible, but you were still trying to recover from the previous incident.
âYeah, heâs hereâ
âOhh I see, little y/n canât get enough of Jaeâs slam dunks.. I bet heâs teaching you the bank shot, the opening tip, the double dribble, the fast break, the palming.. he sure is great for a rebound-â
You interrupted him, growing tired of his nonstop basketball innuendos.
âWhy did you call me Johnny?â
âDamn, sorry, I just wanted to ask you what you wanted for your birthdayâ
Shit, you forgot about that.
âJust get me whatever, I donât care, you know how much I hate celebrating anyways. Iâll get the cake myself, so no surprisesâ
Jaehyun lifted his brows and waited patiently for your call to end before asking:
âWhat are we celebrating?â
âItâs my birthday on Friday. Iâm going to invite a couple people over and Johnnyâs already stressing over it. Donât worry, though, you donât have to comeâ
âHow can your boyfriend not come to your birthday party?â
You laugh bitterly.
âWell, itâs not like Yuta came last year. To any of my parties for that matterâ
âWell, he must have made up to you somehow? Got you a very special gift or something?â
âIf you count eating me out as a gift then yes. It was very rare indeed.â
You took the beer from him and took a sip yourself. You noticed he had his eyes glued on his phone, his expression gloomy.
âIs everything okay?â
He snapped out of it at the sound of your voice and turned his phone screen towards you.
It was Naeun, or rather a post on her instagram account. She had her tongue out in the picture, hugging two guys that were unfamiliar to you. You read the caption.
âOne day the loser will realize that the diamond he thinks heâs playing with is actually a rockâ
Jaehyun mumbled an apology. I guess he thought that youâd be a bit offended being called a ârockâ but you were actually feeling satisfied. Your fake relationship had managed to get her attention, and for Jaehyunâs sake, you wanted to rub it in her face even more.
You opened your camera app and placed your phone on the table next to you. He figured what you wanted to do so he sat up straighter and motioned to his lap. Youâd normally be a bit hesitant to sit on him if it wasnât for the two beers and your determination, that had fired up again due to Naeunâs words. Leaning back a bit, you set up the self-timer and he put his hands on your hips to stabilize you.
You had agreed on turning up the boldness of your pics, so you placed your hands on his neck, right under his jawline. He snaked his hands upwards and wrapped them around your waist, bringing you even closer. His eyes were glossy from the alcohol and he looked at you with an impressive calmness, considering the intimacy of your position. It seemed like he was waiting for something, the ticking of the timer urging you to take things a bit further and he nodded, as if giving you permission. You leaned in, and pressed your lips on the corner of his mouth, like you couldnât decide on kissing his dimple or his lips.
After hearing the click you climbed down from his lap, and prayed that the photo came out in focus. Your heart couldnât handle another retake. From the angle of the camera, it seemed like you were a couple in love, sharing a sweet kiss on the lips. You added a cute caption and tagged him, so he could repost it later on his own account.
It hadnât been 5 minutes before your phone lit up.
yutassan replied to your story: what the fuck?
You smiled triumphantly and showed the message to Jaehyun, who laughed at Yutaâs reaction. He gave you an excuse about some forgotten homework and how it was late and he has to go.
âRemember, Iâll pick you up tomorrow from class, so wait for meâ
After he left, you thought about your almost kiss and the dimples of his back for way too long.
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You exited the classroom with a growing headache. The lesson today seemed extra boring, and all you could think about was that you had to convince Johnny that it really took just three days for Jaehyun and you to officially start dating.
As promised, the pair waited for you at the end of the hallway, your best friend looking at the two of you expectantly. Jaehyun was a good actor, you thought, as he approached you before you got to reach them, meeting you halfway.
âHey babyâ, he smiled at you, the nickname turning your legs into jelly. He wrapped one arm around your shoulder, and kissed your cheek sweetly, making Johnny coo at the two of you.
âI canât believe that I hadnât thought about pairing the two of you together earlierâ
He must have thought that the awkward body language and the silence that fell was a sign from you and Jae to leave you alone. He excused himself, saying something about âletting the young lovers swim in the pool of their loveâ, or something along those lines.
The two of you walked together, following the road to your next class that was just a few buildings away.
âSo how has class, baby
You rolled your eyes at the insistent nickname, âyou know that Johnny left us, like, 5 minutes ago, right?â
âLet me enjoy ittttâ, he whined, âNaeun never let me call her anything like thatâ
âWhy is that?â
He looked at his feet moving and frowned in thought.
âShe said I was embarrassing her in front of her friends. I think she just didnât want other guys to know that we were togetherâ
You felt a pang of sadness and you realized that it always followed any conversation you two had about his and Naeunâs relationship.
âWell then if you call me baby, I can will you honey. Or sugarplum. Or pumpkin pie. Or-â
It was startling how fast Jaehyun pressed you up against the wall. In just a moment, he had put his hands on your waist, burying his face in your hair. You shivered when you felt his breath as he spoke against your neck.
âYutaâs watching usâ
All you could do was stay frozen in place, and listen with wide eyes.
âHuh?â
He chuckled at your response, but he replied patiently.
âYuta? Your ex? Heâs right over there. Figured we should give him a showâ
And with that, he kissed you. Everything was happening so fast, that you could barely comprehend that Jaehyun, that was a stranger in the past weekend, was now making out with you at the hall, for everyone to see.
And that included Yuta.
You opened your eyes in the kiss and searched for him, spotting him with his frat buddies. His eyes were piercing through the two of you, and you saw Mark holding him back by the shoulder. The look on his face was priceless.
Jaehyun pulled back and you wrapped your arms around his neck.
âThank youâ, you whispered, âbut I need one more favorâ
âAnything babyâ
âSlap my ass as we walk awayâ
Sure enough, Jaehyun took your hand and you continue your walk, momentarily stopping to make eye contact with Yuta and give you a little spank. It was something your ex loved doing on the rare occasion you two met up outside of your dorms, no matter how public the setting. You heard Mark yelling something at his âYuta hyungâ and thatâs when you thought, your plan just might work.
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You didnât see Jaehyun until your birthday. It was just a small get together, but your place was starting to get a bit crowded as time went by. Johnny had been suffocating you with hugs ever since he got there, reminiscing the time you met as teenagers and calling you an old lady. Jungwoo on the other hand couldnât stop asking about Jaehyun. You kept making excuses about how he didnât feel so good today and might not make it. You didnât expect him to come, of course. Just because you had agreed on fake dating, it didnât mean that he had any obligation to be present in all your social events. The loving message he left on your Facebook wall was enough to fulfill the purpose of your current relationship.
That is why, when you heard a knock on your door, the last thing you thought youâd see was Jaehyun holding a dozen of red roses.
âHappy birthday baby!â, he exclaimed and gave you a kiss on your cheek,
âI asked Johnny about your favorite flowers, hope we got it rightâ
Feeling speechless, you took the roses from his hands and inhaled their sweet scent. You were dumbfounded that he actually came, and even brought you a present. You thanked him for coming, and he repeated the same thing he said back at your place, âhow could your boyfriend miss your birthday?â
And even you were fooled, momentarily, when he held you by the waist later that night and sang you happy birthday. You blew your candles and all you could wish for was a love like the one Jaehyun was faking for you. He helped you clean up, and was more than willing to socialize with all of your friends. You admired how well he fitted in your social circle, already friends with Johnny and Jungwoo, yet so nice that even people he met for the first time came to love him.
You were sitting on one of your dining chairs, your two best friends already passed out on your couch. They had brought two bottles of vodka and your favorite tequila, but you werenât in the mood to drink. You couldnât help but remember the time when you practically begged Yuta to be there on your special day and he still missed it. You were scared that if you got a little drunk you would text him, or worse, call him, his sweet talk bringing you back to him all over again.
The only sounds resonating through your apartment were Jungwooâs light snoring and a chill Spotify playlist playing from your laptop. A familiar tune came on, and you recognized it being âNothingâs gonna hurt you babyâ by Cigarettes After Sex. You immediately looked at Jaehyun, the only conscious person still at the party other than you. He threw his head back and sighed contently at the sound of his favorite song. You saw him get up and walk over to you, reaching his hand out.
âWill the birthday girl spare me a dance?â
You slow danced in the middle of your living room, ending the night in the sweetest note. Jaehyun always felt so stable, so safe. You wondered how he got himself tangled up in that mess of a relationship with Naeun. Maybe it was the way he treated people with such kindness, void of any prejudice. Maybe he was a little bit like you, and didnât think he deserved much.
âSheâs crazyâ you mumble against his chest, his confused hum making you feel the vibration on your face.
âNaeun. Sheâs crazy for ever cheating on someone like you. Youâre perfectâ
âI have my flawsâ
You thought about how competitive he got when you played beer pong earlier, how his ears get red when he gets embarrassed, how he shows his dimpled smile in apology when heâs late. His love for drinking and how it makes him more honest, his trust in people that must have gotten him hurt many, many times. You liked them all, you loved them all.
âItâs just so hard for someone not to fall in love with youâ
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And thatâs how the days went by with Jaehyun. You met up almost every day, in restaurants for a nice dinner, or hanging out in each otherâs dorm. It was so much fun getting to spend time with him, that you sometimes forgot to make your meetup public on social media. You helped him with his math homework, and he helped you dye your hair. You even went to his basketball game, and he dedicated one of his goals to you, following every teen movie cliche.
You felt a little sad how it was all falling to an end. The plan was successful, for the most part. Naeun had asked Jaehyun to meet up later tonight, talk things through. You wished he wouldnât go back to her, but you knew you had no real say in his love life. Yuta saw that he didnât own you, that there were people like Jaehyun that were willing to give you what your ex had promised you, but wasnât able to give. Well, not really, you reminded yourself. Jaehyun was faking it. You shouldnât let yourself get lost in the fairytale, even if the past two weeks were some of the best of your life. He had proposed that you claim that the reason for your upcoming âbreakupâ was differences in character, but you decided to stay friends. You were happy that at least, in the midst of all this mess, you met someone like him.
It was Saturday, a day before the frat party. You had invited him over, celebrate the end of your relationship with some pizza and a movie.
The movie was boring, but Jaehyun made you laugh. It reminded you of the first time the two of you met up alone. You had gotten comfy on your couch, sharing popcorn when you noticed. A huge bruise was peeking out from Jaehyunâs tank top, the dark color contrasting against his porcelain skin.
âWhat the hell?!â you exclaimed and scooted closer to him. You rushed your hands on his chest, your fingers pushing the fabric aside to examine the bruise. You found even more bruises scattered around it, accompanied with scratches that stretched longer than his top could.
âIt was from the game the other dayâ, he tried to excuse, but you werenât buying it.
âJae, I was there. You played basketball, not WWE. Now who did this to you?â
He sighed and fidgeted with a loose string on his jeans, clearly uncomfortable.
âWhen I caught Naeun with my roommate, and broke up with her, she didnât take it very wellâ
You kept staring at him, urging him to continue.
âShe started calling me names, saying that sheâs the best Iâll ever have. That Iâm worthless without her, just a social climber trying to mooch off of her popularityâ
He motioned on his torso, âWhen I kicked her out of my place, this happenedâ
âIs that the first time she acted violent?â
He shook his head. âPretty much every time she didnât get her wayâ
âJaeâ, you started, placing your hands on top of his âthis is abuse. Have you ever talked to anyone about it?â
âItâs- itâs nothing. Itâs embarrassingâ
âNo itâs not! Abuse is not exclusive to any gender! Guys get affected by it too!â
âItâs embarrassing because I know I can physically stop her but I donâtâ
His eyes were starting to water, the sight was heartbreaking. âI sit there frozen and just take itâ
âWhy?â
âBecause part of me believes her. That Iâm hopeless without someone like her, dictating what I can and cannot do. I donât need a shrink to tell me that itâs sick. I have these bruises to remind meâ
You were starting to get angry. Angry at that bitch for hurting him, angry at Jaehyun who puts up with it, angry at you, for not seeing past the obvious like everyone else.
âIâm not letting you go see her tonightâ
He laughs at you, putting up an invisible barrier between you.
âNot letting me? Wake up y/n! Weâre not a real couple, remember? Weâre just faking it to satisfy our selfish needs. This whole thing is pointlessâ
He stormed to the door and you tried to stop him, but he was too riled up for that.
âYouâre going to forget about me as soon as this whole circus is over, just like everyone elseâ
âHow can you accuse me like that when you havenât even let me be a part of your life for real?â
âBecause now youâve met me. Me. With all my ugly, all my fucking bruises. Is it still so hard not to fall in love with me?â
With that, he closed your door with a bang, not even letting you answer that yes, it was impossible not to fall in love with Jung Jaehyun.
âââââââââââââââââââ
History seemed to repeat itself, as you got a text from him the next morning, that you didnât expect.
jaehyunnie: letâs meet outside of the frat at 10:30, iâll bring the booze.
And thatâs what you did, showing up with your shortest skirt, spotting Jaehyun sitting a few meters from the fratâs entrance. He was laying against the wall, his eyes red, and he gave you the same smile he always did when he saw you, as if your fight yesterday never happened.
âHey babyâ he said and pulled you in for a hug. You couldnât resist the invitation, and felt yourself melting in his embrace. He smelled like weed and shower gel.
It was nice, how he proclaimed your truce, but you still had to get something off your chest.
âListen, Jae, about last night, you were right. This whole thing is pointless. We can go home, if you wantâ
âNo babyâ, he started and pulled away just enough to look at you. His eyes were droopy but glancing back at you with such care as he moved a strand of hair out of your face, âweâre here to have funâ
You wondered why he was still willing to come to the party with you as your boyfriend. Maybe he wanted to do you one last favor with Yuta, or maybe he wasnât done indulging in Naeunâs petty games. You looked at his forearms, noticing a few scratches that werenât there yesterday.
âIâm guessing you and Naeun didnât make up last nightâ
He shook his head, and rubbed his hands on your back, keeping your temper down.
âDid you get in a fight?â
âSomething like thatâ
You didnât know what came over you. It was anger and protectiveness, possessiveness even. You laced your fingers in his locks, letting his head rest against the wall. If Naeun wanted you to speak in her language, then so be it.
You started kissing his neck, on that part on the side that is tender and sensitive. You heard passerbys whistling at the two of you, seemingly getting it on in public. Your licks and sucks werenât meant for pleasure though, you had a goal and that was to leave a bruise. A statement for Naeun.
You walked in the building hand in hand and followed Jae to the kitchen, where he poured you a drink out of the bottle he brought along. Looking around, you sensed a couple familiar faces staring back at you from the crowd. Taeyong from class, Mark and Ten, and last but not least, Naeun. You downed the drink in one shot and lead Jaehyun to the dance floor.
He put his hands on your hips, and swayed you at the sound of some club song you werenât familiar with. You ground your ass against him and he hissed, keeping you close against him. A little voice in your head was screaming how this isnât real, to him this is all pretend, but you ignored it. You wanted her to think that he was yours, that she couldnât hurt him anymore.
âWhy are you doing this to me y/n? Yutaâs not even aroundâ
Jae turned you around, and you put your hands on his shoulders. He looked absolutely breathtaking tonight. You searched his face for a flaw, yet couldnât find any. You wouldnât change a single thing on him.
âSheâs hereâ you said venomously.
He buried his face in your neck, inhaling the smell of your hair and trying to ground himself from his high. âI donât give a fuck about Naeunâ
He kissed your ear and your mind fogged up even more.
âShe didnât ask me to meet up yesterday, I did. I wanted to tell her that she and I were done, for good. I thought she wouldnât be here tonight, but I guess she changed her mindâ
What?
âThen why are you here? And why did you let me give you that big ass hickey?â
He stopped nibbling on your ear, and whispered to it instead.
âIâd never miss up on a chance to feel yoursâ
The bodies dancing next to you, the liquer you had downed a few minutes ago and Jaehyunâs words were getting too much to handle. You felt suffocated, unable to distinguish where reality ended and pretending began with you two.
âJae, I need a moment, excuse meâ
Releasing yourself from his grasp, you made your way to the kitchen. There wasnât any fresh air, but there was plenty of booze. You poured yourself a shot and as you downed it, you felt another liquid trickling down your top.
You looked up to find out who managed to make this night even worse for you, only to come across the last person you needed to see tonight. Yuta.
âShit Iâm sorryâ, he muttered and you avoided eye contact, thinking youâd manage to get away without him realizing it was you. Luck wasnât on your side tonight.
âWell well well. Long time no see.â
Confidence was dripping from his smile, to his stance, to the way he looked at you. He had dyed his hair your favorite color, his white locks begging to be tugged and played with. To top it all off, he smelled good, so, so good. He smelled dangerous. Comfortable.
You immediately realized that you didnât have the self control needed to resist him. Turning on your heel, you started to get the hell out of there when he held your wrist, keeping you in place.
âWait, Iâm sorry, you canât stay like this, youâll catch a coldâ
âSince when are you worried about me?â
âCâmon y/n, please. Come upstairs, Iâll give you a clean shirt. No funny business, I promiseâ
You hated yourself for this, but you followed him upstairs to his room, like a pray falling right into the hunterâs trap. He closed the door behind him, muting the loud music and you sat on his bed that you were so familiar with. Looking through his closet, he passed you one of his t-shirts, and turned around to let you change with some privacy. It was comical how chivalrous he was acting, considering the unspeakable things youâve done in here.
âNot like youâll see something you havenât seen alreadyâ, you murmured and he chuckled, raising his hands.
âHey, Iâm a gentleman. Itâs my fault, after all. I have a habit of getting you wet.â
Blushing at his comment, you quickly changed into the clean shirt and felt the bed dip next to you. You thanked him under your breath and started getting up, when you felt him hold you back once again.
âStay, just a moment. Iâve missed youâ
âWhat do you want?â
âYou, babyâ
Yuta was the one who said it, but you swore you felt Jaehyunâs voice reverberating through the nickname. Suddenly, it felt like there was no air for you to breathe.
âThatâs not happening, Yuta. Iâm with Jaehyun nowâ
He scoffed, âJaehyun? Naeunâs puppy? Come on now, we both know you can do better than thatâ
âDonât talk about him like thatâ, you bite back, but he doesnât budge.
âWhat kind of boyfriend leaves his girl alone in a party like this?â He grips your chin, making you stare at him face to face, impossibly close. âLook at you. Every single guy in this party wants to fuck you. You expect me to be ok with this?â
Yuta lets his other hand glide on your knee, moving up to your thigh slowly. He smiled at how easy it was to focus on him.
âDo you remember how I made you feel? How I reminded you that youâre mine? You were moaning so loud, Mark thought youâd pass out. You loved it.â
You wanted to scream, tell him that this was the past you, that you couldnât take going back to him once again and get your heart broken one more time, but you felt helpless around him. The warm feeling was only temporary, it would soon evaporate when you face the fact that to him, you are nothing but a play toy, a possession.
And thatâs when Jaehyun barged in through the door. His eyes moved frantically from Yutaâs hands on your thighs, to his band tee you wore, to your discarded top on the floor. He quickly turned red, the color spreading from his neck to his face, then landing on his ears.
âWhat the fuck do you think youâre doing with my girlfriend?â
You instantly got up, following his thought sequence.
âItâs not what it looks like! He spilled his drink on me and gave me a clean shirt and..and..â
âAnd you decided to sit on his lap to thank him?â, he mocked you and Yuta laughed.
âCalm down, dude. I didnât make her do anything. Besides, itâs not the first time y/n found her way over here after some disappointing dickâ
Jaehyun grabbed him by the collar and pulled him up from the bed, forcing him to stand and face him. You moved between the two, trying to stop the catastrophe that was about to happen. Jae might have more muscle power than Yuta, but if the whole frat ganged up on him he would have to leave this place in a stretcher.
âJaehyun please, letâs just go. Baby, pleaseâ
The nickname was the only thing that brought him out of his rage and made him listen to you. He let go of Yuta and took your hand, dragging you out of the room.
You were two hallways down when you pulled away, forcing him to stop.
âWhy did you have to get so mad?â
âWhy the fuck did you go back to him?â
âI didnât! It was just.. so hard for me to tell him noâ
You felt your eyes water with how pathetic you sounded. Jaehyun rubbed his hands over his face, groaning in frustration.
âDonât you understand how much it fucking hurts? To see you with that guy that treats you like shit when Iâm right here, willing to give you everything? When Iâm in love with you?â
You couldnât process what he said because in a moment, his mouth was on yours. The kiss was so different than the one you shared at the hallway of your campus. It was passionate, it was rough, and this time, he monopolized your attention. His lips were determined to bruise into yours, leaving you breathless and causing your back to fall against a wall. It was crowded around you, eyes prying into your intimate moment but to you, the only person around was Jaehyun.
âYou smell like himâ, he growled, sucking on the tender spot under your ear, âmakes me wanna fuck his scent off of youâ
That was all you needed to hear. You led him to the fratâs guest room, knowing that Taeil always kept a spare key in the lamp next to the door. Unlocking the door seemed like a tour de force with Jaehyun leaving open mouthed kisses on your neck, but you finally managed to stumble inside. You locked the door behind you, continuing your heated kiss, hands roaming around each otherâs body.
He was taller than you, so when you felt him grab your ass with such eagerness, you almost lifted off the ground. You palmed him through his jeans, the roughness of his hard on making your panties stick from wetness just a bit more.
âI want to taste youâ you managed through kisses, but he just unzipped your skirt as a response, pulling it to the floor in one hasty move. Petting your clit through your underwear, a shiver ran down your spine, spreading goosebumps all over your arms and legs.
âI donât think I have the patience for thatâ
He walked you backwards towards the guest bed, taking his pants and shirt off along the way. You sat on the edge of it and admired his godly proportions, when you took notice of the bruises and scratches that led to your fight on Saturday. Suddenly feeling the need to slow down, you started leaving kisses over each and every one of them. You wanted him to trust you, give in to you completely. He had his flaws just like he said, but you wanted all of him. And you wanted him now.
âI need you, nowâ, you voiced your thoughts and helped him take off his boxers, revealing his hard cock. He was thick and decently long, making your mouth water and your pussy clench.
Towering on top of you, he removed your panties that were embarrassingly damp at this point, and by his smirk, you knew he noticed.
Jaehyun bent your legs next to your torso, making you expose all of you. He licked his lips as he dove into your lower ones, muttering praises about your âpretty pussyâ, turning you impossibly wet.
Jung Jaehyun never disappoints, you thought, because the moment you felt the first lap over your sensitive bud, you got a taste of heaven. He alternated between licking and sucking over the spot that turned you into putty against him. You were already unbearably turned on at this point, and the changing pace of his tongue made you lose your mind.
Your pants and moans only seemed to urge him on, and after a few minutes of his careful treatment you felt yourself getting close. He must have sensed it, because when you grabbed the bedpost in an effort to stop shaking, he stood on his knees, and reached for a condom in his wallet.
You didnât have time to complain about the denial of your orgasm, and started taking Yutaâs shirt off, when he grabbed your hands and placed them back on their previous position on the headboard.
âDonâtâ, he said sternly as he lined himself up your entrance, âI want to fuck you in his shirtâ
There was no time to think about whether his request was healthy or not, because when you felt him stretch you out, the only thing on your mind was him and his dick.
You let out a deep moan and he took it as a sign to screw himself deeper inside you. Your pussy gushed uncontrollably, filling the room with the lewd sounds of skin slapping against skin. You unlaced your fingers and ran them down his back, ghosting them over the dimples that had affected you so much.
Jaehyun lowered himself, letting his chest touch yours, and you could feel his abs contracting over the fabric of Yutaâs shirt.
âI bet heâs never eaten you out like that, yeah?â
âN-no, never, ahhâ
He sat up again, putting your legs over his shoulders and lifted your butt off the mattress, gripping your hips to steady himself before continuing his incredible pace.
âYouâre mine, arenât you baby? Mine to give you everything.â
The position felt divine. He was hitting it incredibly deep, reaching the spot that had you moaning so loud you were thankful for the unbearably loud music of the party. You were sure his fingers would leave a mark over your hipbones but you didnât care, the pain only accentuating the warm feeling in your belly.
âJ-Jae donât stop - fuck donât stop Iâm gonna cumâ
He leaned over, grabbing your face that was contorting in pleasure.
âLook at me when you cum for meâ, he demanded, and when you rolled your eyes behind your head, letting go, he let out his first moan for the night.
He kissed your lips sweetly, helping you ride out your high.
âYouâre so beautiful, my baby. So, so beautifulâ, he praised and you submitted fully to him. He turned your body around, positioning you in all fours, and you wondered where the gentle boy you met at Johnnyâs house went. His dick buried in you once again, spreading your juices around and the sensitivity of your previous orgasm made you aware of every single inch.
âSo fucking tightâ
Jaehyun didnât go easy on you. He saw how much you liked it, how you were pushing your ass against his cock. He pounded in and out of you with the intention of fucking your thoughts out, and thatâs just what he did. When the feeling got too much, and making any sort of noise seemed like a feat, you felt him push your hair back, and start biting on your neck, most definitely leaving a mark.
âIâm gonna cum. Fuck, Iâm gonna cumâ, he muttered, his voice wavering and you felt him release in the condom inside you.
It took a while for the both of you to regain your breaths. Jaehyunâs chest was heaving up and down as you rest your head on top of it, not brave enough to break the silence.
âIâm sorryâ, he finally said and started petting your hair lovingly.
âAbout what?â
The bed was foreign and small but you both stayed still, wanting to bask a little more in the peacefulness of the moment.
âAbout getting so possessive, and saying all these things out of jealousy. I acted just like him..â
You kissed his left peck, listening to his heart that was starting to beat in a faster pace.
âJaehyun, youâre nothing like Yuta. I get how you felt, I feel the same way when I think about you with Naeunâ
He took your hand that was resting on his abs and planted a kiss on your palm. Your heart did a flip and you were pressed so close together, he sure must have felt it.
âI should have told you about her sooner. About the fights and how I let her go because of you. I was in denial about my feelings for you because-â
He stopped mid sentence, wary of the way his words would come off to you. Jaehyun was a proud man, but he opened up his heart tonight, admitting he was in love with you. He had already exposed so much of himself that you gave him the time he needed to organize his thoughts.
âBecause I was insecure. That you would never like someone like me. That Naeun was right. That you were only interested in playing pretend with me and didnât mean any of the things you said, and I let myself get carried away in a lieâ
You and Jaehyun were two lost souls, trying to break free from the constraints your insecurities built up for you. You didnât have to succumb to your masochistic tendencies anymore, wasting your time in heartless lovers because now you found him and he found you. Both unable to see any value in themselves, but more that willing to treasure the other. And that was enough for you.
âIâd be honored to be loved by someone like you. Baby.â
#jaehyun smut#nct jaehyun#nct smut#jung jaehyun#yuta smut#jaehyun angst#yuta scenarios#jaehyun scenarios#nct scenarios#nct au#nct 127
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My bad, Iâm just now seeing the rulesđ Iâll choose shiguraki, dabi, and Hawks for the time traveling kids reaction
A/N: Youâre all good baby! I kept looking at this trying to come up with a fitting situation for them and then I dreamt about being in all three situations last night??? lmaooo it was both terrifying and lucky hehe~ Hopefully, itâs as good as Iâm imagining it
Side Note: Iâm writing this with a baby (thankfully, but unfortunately, not mine!) on my chest. Get on my level. Jk, but everyone say hi <3
Warnings: CursingÂ
Shigaraki Tomura:
you and shigaraki came back from your daily walksÂ
aka, people watching
and you two planned to play on the PS4 later
whiles youâre setting up the TV in the living room, he goes to his room to get the console and remotes
he opens the door, sees a baby on his bed, then immediately shuts the door
goes to you and kurogiri
him:Â âany of you know why thereâs a baby on my bed?â
kurogiri: a baby? đ
you: a BABY!!!?? đđđ
you rush in there and to your amazement, there is a baby no more than six or seven months, gurgling on the bed
kurogiri is giving tomura the most judgemental look and shigaraki kinda feels embarrassed even though he swears he didnât do anything
âplease don't tell me itâs yoursâ
âi can assure you, y/n and i use prot--â
âoh my gosh, shiggy, she looks just like you with my hair and nose!â
kurogiri is over itÂ
tomura is malfunctioning
youâre gushing over the baby girl, totally ignoring the fact that a literal child, who just so happened to look like a perfect mix between you and tomura, just appeared like a sick magic trick
was it a quirk?
was it time travel??
did tomura knock you up and everybody just somehow forgot???
so many questions, so little answers
in order to keep from getting a migraine, everybody followed your train of thought and just went along with it for now
shigaraki was less than pleased that his plans with you had been scrapped
he spent the day going shopping (stealing) for diapers, getting formula, buying clothes, and buying toys
feeding the baby was annoying
changing her was a nightmare
shigaraki threatened to disintegrate the child if she puked on him one more time
but everyone just adores her
sheâs such a cutie
her toothless smile just warms up everybodyâs hearts
even kurogiri is smitten
the day ends with you, the baby, and shigaraki in his room, getting ready for bed
heâs grumbling bc âcanât we just leave her on the couch or somethingâ
you ignore him and heâs forced to get in bed bc no matter what, heâd never give up the chance to cuddle with you...even if it is with some stupid baby
after she falls asleep, you sigh and lean on his shoulder
âyou really think sheâs ours?â you ask
he wants to say i hope not, but the way you look at him with all the hope in the world makes his heart tingleÂ
instead of answering, he softly kisses your lips and tucks the both of you in
when you both wake up, the baby is gone--probably back to her timeline
you're a little sad and shigaraki only says what he says NOT BC HE THINKS ITâS TRUE OR SOMETHING but bc your misery makes him itch
âdonât worry. iâm sure weâll see the brat again somedayâ
Dabi:
when you came back to your apartment, holding a load of groceries, you were quite surprised to see the situation at handÂ
in the middle of your living room was dabi, at his big ass age, wrestling with a kid that couldn't be older than 12Â
least to say, you were pissedÂ
âcome on, fess up you little runt. did my old man have another kidâ
âfor the last time, NO! iâm yours!!â
âstop lying! my pull out game is too strong for thatâ
âEW! get off of me you staple-faced, burnt chicken nugget lookinâ fu--â
thatâs when you intervened
âchicken nugget lookinâ what?â you questioned, looking at the boy with the lookâąïž Â
 the boyâs expression went from angry to scared in 0.2 seconds
dabiâs kind of impressed
âfather. i-i was gonna say fatherâ
âoh, thatâs what i thought bc if you were gonna say what i thought your were gonna say, then iâd have to whoop your ass. but you werenât, correct?â
âno maâamâ
âso weâre good?â
âyes maâamâ
âperfect. now whatâs this about him being your father?â
dabi is taking out of his smugness and flinches under the heat of your glare
you ask him one time who he slept with and when he tells you you're crazy, you lunge at him
your kid lets you get a couple of good hits in before he decides to drop the news that heâs you twoâs son of three from the future
you pause, his hand on your face and your fist in his hair
âdeadass?â dabi saysÂ
the boy nods his head and you two take the time to look at him
his features are undeniably yours and dabiâs; he was one of those kids that if you sat them next to one or the other, they could look like both parents
you two take it better than he thought you wouldÂ
âi always knew you wanted kids with me. simpâ
dabi canât even deny it. he just rolls his eyes and acts all toughÂ
then he asks, âyou sure youâre not gonna get erased from the time continuum by telling us?â
the boy shrugs âi mean...i hope notâ
itâs beyond yâall at this point
so you spend the day with the kid, who was named after Dabi (Touya Jr.), and itâs so obvious heâs a mommaâs boyÂ
he helps you cook, set the table, and wash the dishesÂ
smiles at you like youâre the entire world
dabi is kind of jealous from all the attention youâre giving himÂ
fumes at the middle finger junior sneakily flips at himÂ
does it backÂ
claims to hate the kid but wipes the crumbs off his lip without hesitation
junior got the itis and is down for a nap
calls you two mom and dad before falling asleepÂ
you get all đ„ș and even dabi is a little nostalgic when junior disappearsÂ
itâs quiet for a moment and then he says,Â
âwanna do a practice round in baby-making. yknow? for the futureâ
you roll your eyes but you aint say no!Â
Takami Keigo (Hawks):
hawks didn't expect to see a tiny kid on the edge of a building on his day off
there wasn't a lot that scared him, but he couldn't deny the fear hammering against his ribcage as he saw the child look around before jumping
thank goodness his speed wasnât just talk
he caught the girl who didn't look a day past sixÂ
heâs in the middle of giving her a huge lecture about safety and mental health, she just giggles and gives him the biggest kiss on the cheekÂ
âhaha! i knew youâd catch me if i fall, papa~â
heâs too angry to even register what she called him
âthat was totally dangerous, kid! what if i hadn't seen you? then what?â
âthen i would flyâ she said like it was the most obvious thing
heâs dumbstruck as two beautiful white wings sprout out of thin air and allow her to float next to the hero with easeÂ
hawks blinks bc yeah anyone could have wings, but he could tell that feather pattern from anywhere
it was hisÂ
it was like his own fingerprint was staring at himÂ
did he accidentally knock someone up bc that would be a big uh-oh
y/n wouldn't like that at all
he asks the child who he is to her and she repeats, âpapa~â
he then asks who the mother was and she goes, âmommy~â
sheâs not the brightest crayon in the box, thatâs for sureÂ
âwhatâs mommyâs name, kid,â he asks with the patience of a saint
âTakami Y/N~â
âyouâre coming with meâ
flys across the city with conviction
youâre lying on your bed, face mask on and reading a book in peace before your oh so wonderful boyfriend comes crashing through your open window
you donât even flinch. so used to his surprise visits, you close the book and sigh
âto what do i owe the great pleasure of having you break into my house? againâ
hawks holds the cute girl up, squishing her cheek as she laughs from the adventure they just went on
âmommy!â
âsurprise!â
this time, you drop the book
eventually, with some cupcakes and chicken, the little girl tells you two about how she went to play with some kid and got zapped by a quirk and ended up hereÂ
you also find out sheâs the youngest of four
you look a little sick but keigo gives you a shit-eating grin
heâs so excited about having a family with you
you canât deny the tingle in your heart
parades the girl around the house and theyâre both laughing the same laugh, eyes bright with joy
it makes your heart hurt and now you have to join into the shenanigansÂ
you spend the day playing games, doing face masks, and reading books to fall asleep to
when you wake up, sheâs gone but keigoâs arms are still firmly wrapped around your waist
âso now that you know iâm gonna trap you with four kids, when are you gonna pop the question?â  you jokeÂ
but hawks isnât laughing. instead, heâs smiling at you in a way that makes your eyes widen
he digs in his coat and pulls out the ring
âi was gonna try and make it a little more romantic. but why wait? so, what do ya say to taking my last name?â
#shigaraki tomura#mha shigaraki#tenko shimura#shigaraki x reader#shigaraki x y/n#mha oc#dabi#todoroki touya#dabi x reader#dabi todoroki#hawks mha#hawks x reader#mha keigo takami#takami keigo#takami keigo x reader#mha scenarios#bnha scenarios#mha imagines#bnha imagines#honorable mentions:#kurogiri#mha domestic#bnha domestic#mha children#bnha children#bnha next gen#mha babies!#mha x poc!reader#mha x black reader
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Oh master, plez, DRAGON WARRIOR BAKUGO, my lord! I was thinking, if you please, a darling who is like clairvoyant, and that's why King bakugo needs her??? can you make it dark ;3 like like like whatever means necessary dark, like like like ill murder anyone who gets in my way, also also also it being really grotesque, I want merciless bakugo, BUT also kinda sweet when it comes to darling?? I don't know what exactly I want, but I know whatever you write I'll prob enjoy, Master Nightmare :3
DRAGON ! WARRIOR ! KING BAKUGO KATSUKI x FEM ! READER
goodiebag WARNINGS: abuse, violence, genocide, kidnapping, abduction, death, blood, murder, ableism, classism, anxiety, arson, narcissistic personality disorder, slavery, trauma, war
so, a little foreword, the darling in this story has a quirk (ik, Iâm breaking my beliefs thinking Bakugo should have a quirkless reader! The insanity!) but itâs because in this au not itâs quite special to have a quirk. Quirks are achieved and not given so to say. So Katsuki has earned his quirk and reader has earned her quirk, and so has everyone else who has a quirk. Also the song is called âIf I Had a Heartâ by Fever Ray, itâs the theme song to vikings ironically haha.
PART TWO
MUTE AND NUDE
The King was in her village.
Word from the south spread quickly, like any wildfire would, especially when riding the wings of a dragon. The Kingdomâs seer was dead, and the almighty bruise-knuckled King required a new one. They called it misfortune, but give a child a toy, and the toy is destined to break. Some might say that thatâs what theyâre made for. The old toy had apparently done something so distasteful that it cost her own tongue. Unfortunately, or perhaps ironically the only thing she was useful for: on her knees, mouth open, worshipping her king.
She counted the smoke rising to the sky near the horizon. Hers would be the thirteenth village they came to, lest their quest was done. She thought she might have seen him in the cloud-coverage. Eerie shadows resembling what bats she found in the caves, but the sun was bright and could easily be mistaken for him, or the other way around, as sheâs heard his coat is golden.
She heard the rumbling tumbling of hooves and paws and claws riding up the mountain-side. They were coming.
Their houses were made of rock, sturdy as they should be when placed on a mountain-top with constant winds howling at them, and handled the fire well. But people arenât made of stone. The smell of burning flesh is awful, and though she had nothing to puke, she barfed nonetheless. People were screaming and she probably would have too if she could, she was most certainly crying and bleeding and heaving for breath like those unlucky others that were still left alive.
High mountains are a bleak habitat for animal life, partially why they lived up there: to be spared of being hunted, to escape fangs and claws. And now: people running for their lives, the aching in her ankles, a body not built for running, and a mind not used to being hunted. Yet, it was strange but, it wasnât really foreign at all.
Sheâd been dreaming of things lately, and as death as well as dust and ash and blood settled and seeped into the mud around her, she couldnât help but feel as though sheâd seen it all before. In fact, there came a point in the middle of the fray she was certain she was dreaming as she stopped to eye the great golden mass in front of her. Scales sharp and silvery like mica on the mountainside, ruby-red eyes as though soaked with blood. Teeth long and sturdy like the jagged rocks of the tunnels, dripping not with water as they did in the caves but with blood and guts and torn clothes. And the talons, curved and shiny, black as night, digging into the gravel by his feet, treating the soil as though it were as thin as the air. But the wings⊠the wings are what had her falling to her knees, skin bitten by gravel. Greater then roofs, sweeping the sky as though he could pluck each and every star from the welkin, stud himself with them if he so wanted to, or swallow them if only to breath the light onto earth. He could shred trees with those wings, he could slice oceans apart, he could probably part the mountain, head in the heavens and roots with hell, the bridge that had stood for thousands of years, singlehandedly torn open by that great monster conquering both sky and earth as though they gave him life.
Her arm was bleeding. It had dentures, no⊠puncture wounds it seemed the more she looked. A pretty crescent moon of red marking deep into the soft tissue of her meager muscles, dripping onto the dirt, creating streaks in the mud caking her bare feet. She looked up to see a wolf turn into a man, a large man with spikes for hair, red but not the same red sheâd seen earlier in those eyes, red like poppies far away from the red flowing in her veins, from what was leaking out of her arm.
She looked forward and saw bodies⊠no, not bodies⊠mangled mockeries of the human form strewn about her as though they were trampled wildflowers on a field. She looked to her side and saw her reflection in the faces of those sheâd grown up with but never truly knew. She looked behind her, not spotting what abomination of life sheâd seen earlier, the one painting the sky, the one eclipsing the sun.
Every young, pretty thing was lined up on a row that stretched about ten meters long as they werenât that many in her village, and she was surprised to be one of them. The auditions began in the early left side of the fray, boys and girl shaking on unsteady knees, holding onto broken arms and gushing wounds. Her bitemark was begging for a fist around it too, but she had not the focus to indulge the wish as her eyes caught sight of a blot of gold contrasting the otherwise grey figures, it being clear who he was despite having altered form. Although not the tallest in stature, one could see it as clear as day, he towered over the rest of the flock.
The tones ripped from their throats were scratchy, untuned; garbage. It would seem none of the kids in the village were gifted, but if the Gods were of mercy they would grant them the vocal cords to survive the night. She couldnât blame them for allowing their fear to taint their song. Seeing how the drapes in which the hooded figures dressed were soaked in blood from past failures. Knowing well how their weapons would breach flesh and bone were they not of any use to them.
If she had a voice she would use it for speaking and not for singing. This would probably be her last night.
They rushed through the girls and boys rather quickly. Swiftly; as if they had done it countless times before, as if they could decide by the first utterance of their very first tone, that they were a disappointment, that they were as good as dead.
Caught in the middle of the small gathering; her turn came along. The man, standing in front, had purple hair and a nasty scar on his face, adorned with bladed eyes like a cat. Another blade, a steel blade, was held at her throat. Unnecessary, as the brutal scarring of his arms was intimidating enough for her to understand she could survive nothing compared to what he had already lived through. âSing.â He commanded abruptly, an atmosphere of force settled on the word, as though compelling her, quite like how the wind shakes the trees in command to dance for them.
She did her hand gestures as smooth as she could under the pressure, lips remaining closed.
He threw his eyebrows up, scar shifting in its place like a serpent, the message had clearly gotten across. A condescending smile, a most sinister snicker and an unfortunate scoff was all the sympathy he allowed her. âNo voice?â It wasnât a question. âWhat a meaningless life.â He stated in a mutter, before moving onto the next girl.
The golden figure, who had followed discreetly, didnât continue on with the scarred boy, he instead planted his clawedfeet in front of the girl, threatening to crush her barefooted toes, sinking into the red clay of the town square. âSing.â His voice was fuller, and because of it she didnât dare look up.
The scarred boy came to a halt, looking back to watch the girl repeat the hand gestures once again, she thinking that maybe the scarred boy had blocked the view the first time.
âNo excuses.â His foot shifted in the mud, talons somehow growing longer as they impaled the ground, indicated he leant in closer. âSing.â He said again, the sharpness of the demand sending a shiver to travel down her spine as it was accompanied with a growl too much like the sound of thunder to be called human. The girl furrowed her brows and looked up, her bottom lip visible quaking. Yet, what looked at her was no dragon, no⊠it was a man, a boy. And his skin was not golden like the rarity found in the mountain halls, but tan like sand, and his hair was only a shade lighter, nothing alike the mane of the sun. But those eyes had her quaking, those sharp slitted eyes that seemed to hold her soul in a chokehold, full of cultivated knowledge, merciless, red like wine, red like blood, red like hell. Whatâs a fate worse than death? She wondered and swallowed at the thought, her breathing picking up its pace. âSing!â Spit flew to her face like venom with the roar, the tone reverberating through the ground, shaking in her knees.
She felt the itch in her throat, and she would be lying if she said she hadnât been feeling it more and more lately, the feeling of dead born words somehow washing away. Her whimpers, absent of anything except for breathiness before, now carrying a somewhat lilt of tone. She stared a little deeper into those blood-soaked orbs of the man that looked like the onset of death before her.
âIf I had heart.â
The wind roared as if it were as surprised as she was, or perhaps it rejoiced, or perhaps it mourned.
She was silent, the wind crashing and flailing, whipping the rags of her dress, letting the ripped fabric lick her dirty and bruised legs, pulling the disheveled locks of hair out from her face. Eyes; terror-wide, looking into a pair of sharp ones, who seemed to be looking beyond her disheveled state, into something far more divine than she had ever seen, ever known. âContinue.â The red-eyed boy commanded firmly, a detectable form of lust in his voice.
Startled, feeling the gravel dig into her soles. âI would love you... if I had a voice, I would sing.â The people on either side of her looked to be even more distressed now, crying and screaming, looking like wraiths in those charcoaled rags they wore, hands covering their ears as though to protect themselves, terrified as they looked to the sky expecting it to come falling down upon them.
However, their insolence and disrespect wasnât what angered him, he could allow them that much before he took their lives. But the conflict found in her voice, thatâs what truly boiled beneath his skin. He reached out his hand, quick like a viper, the pressure in his fingertips simmering on her skin, sizzling with heat, only for him to dig his fingernails into her throat as well. âForget everything you know, except for that your life is in the palm of my hand.â He said, securing her gaze, lifting her up to her tippy-toes, though still nowhere near leveling his height.
Awakened by his words and frightened to her bones by the searing look of his eyes, she did as she was told and forgot who she was, forgot what she was and gave into simply doing exactly what needed to be done to keep her alive, to keep what beast in front of her subdued, or perhaps also to satiate what fire seemed to have burst to life inside of her, screaming to be heard. âAfter the night, when I wake up, Iâll see what tomorrow brings.â Eyes glazed over by some infernal light. She roared, a howl of some sorts, and the trees seemed to shiver and shake in the outmost reverence. âMore, give me more, give me more.â
Somehow the leaves stopped rustling at the sound of her abrupt finish. Overwhelmed; all she could do was breath, all she could to was quake, the wind making the tears ever present on her face, the blood of her arm drying and awakened again as new blood came gushing out of her wounds.
The swirling dramatics in his eyes died down into a calm yet eerie content look. âFound you.â He stated, taking his time for the awakening to soak in, bask in the glorious feeling of triumph, before breaking focus from her. He let out a long, satisfied sigh. âBurn the village.â The statement left her blood turning cold. âThereâs nothing left for us here. Dispose of the disappointments.â He was quick with his words as though they had been said many times before, and the actions performed by the ones in grey were just as swift, just as merciless. Humans turning into monsters murdering humans.
âNo!â She wasnât aware the voice belonged to her, so many years gone by without being able to voice anything; an opinion; nothing more than a foreigner, let alone an objection.
The people beside her dropped to the floor like rag dolls nonetheless, her voice just as insignificant as if she was still voiceless, drowning in their own bloodied throats. Her throat didnât match theirs, but had strong, calloused fingers wrapped around it instead, coated with blood, the stench of it becoming so familiar yet far from friendly.
âForget them, they donât matter.â His voice still sheer, despite the screams around them both, overwhelming in fact. She felt her mind slip away from her then, as though her sentience was squeezed out from her by the deadlock fist wrapped around her neck, a conquering drowsiness following, seeping into her like the crawling of darkness when the sun settles on the horizon, her vision blurring everything except for those red, red eyes, who; from this point until her death, would never leave her.
PART TWO
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PLEASE write more modern ned stark x younger wife!?!?! đđđđ±đ€€đ”
Hmmm lemme try to think of some stuff :O (tho this might be general modern!ned x wife haha)
You're probably the one getting him out of the house to have fun, especially during vacations. Ned doesn't mind nightlife or crowded places once in a while, and he's happy that you want to hold his hand and show him all sorts of interesting things. You both live outside a big city so it'd be fun to fly into a place like NYC or Chicago and take in the sights.
If you're a beachgoing person, then congratulations, you're one of the few people that can get Ned to a beach. He really doesn't like sand or the heat, but the ocean is beautiful at night and cuddling in bed while the waves crash in the distance is very romantic. ... Yeah, those are probably the only things he'd like ...
Even when he was younger, his clothing style is a bit ... dad. If he's feeling fancy it's more Tired English Professor. He's grateful when you buy clothes for him, but if you try to get him into trendier things he feels self-conscience. He doesn't think he can pull off stylish clothing, even if it's understated.
When it was time to meet your parents, Ned was so nervous. Even if you're in your late 20s/early 30's, he's worried they'll see him like some kind of creep. It's supposed to be a simple dinner, but he wears something very nice (the aforementioned Professor chic), brings a very lovely bouquet for your mother (even if she's a more casual person) and gives a handshake to your dad that's so business-like it makes you giggle. He's more relaxed by the end of the evening, but for the first hour there his nerves are palpable. He's already a serious man and this is a Serious Situation. He really hopes your parents will approve.
It was Bran that was the most wary of you. He was a preteen when you came into the picture, and unlike Rickon, he had enough memories of Catlyn that she was vague yet very real at the same time. Arya was the second most difficult, but she came around once she left for college. Sansa likes to text you about fashion and advice with girls (do NOT bring up dates with her dad as examples because she'll immediately respond OMG GrOSS) and Robb was friendly from the start. All of them call you by your name, though Rickon often slips up with 'mom' because you're the closest he's had to that.
(Arya decided you were cool when she got in trouble at school and you took care of it, not judging her and not telling Ned).
Rickon and Bran still live with the both of you. Robb visits often and Sansa + Arya visit when they can but they're usually busy with school and friends. The both of them see you like an older sister figure, while Robb sees you as more of an equal. He's so embarrassed when you comment on his dating life, though. He really thinks he's good at hiding it ...
You're probably covered in dog hair at all times, that's just how it goes fam. When it's a big holiday and the kids come with all their dogs, you and Ned are vacuuming every day for a solid week.
Robert doesn't visit as much as he'd like, but he loves bugging and teasing Ned about you. When Ned is groaning at his phone and turning it off, it's probably Robert being a frat boy. Though he can be totally boorish, Robert is glad you make Ned so happy and often tells you so. He's actually pretty fun in small doses.
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Collar X Malice: Unlimited Part 7 - Adonis Route
Honestly, I find the way Ichika joined Zero's side to be pretty iffy even back then in the original game, so I kinda hoped something like Kazuki dying would have changed here but I guess not.. I feel sorry for Kazuki that they reconciled but she still ended up joining Adonis alongside Akito, it must be a pretty big shock having to deal with that. (EDIT: guess he is gone..) Ichika being at the top and training people in marksmanship and stuff is very interesting lol. She looks all right with short hair but yeah, I agree with Zero, I liked the long hair more. Anyway, Zero wants her to find out if there's a traitor amongst them before the next X-Day (since the one 2 years ago failed) in 30 days. Anyway, it seems like you go through each of the Adonis' executors' stories so that's interesting. I'm just going to go from the ones I least like to the ones I like the most haha, and then leave Mikuni for last I guess. Well, Hana's story first then~
Kobayashi Hana
I guess Hana is as bright as ever. I quite enjoy seeing her try and dress Ichika up and make her cuter lol. On the other hand, seeing her mercilessly cut through that panda cake was pretty hilarious. One thing I enjoyed insight into was hearing that Hana has been avoiding going to Isshiki's concerts to avoid causing any trouble to them with the police just in case they come to crash it because of her or something. Honestly, I was pretty impressed. Like, she's always been pretty selfish, and she's always prioritised her love for Isshiki above everything, but to see that she could stop herself to protect him was nice in its own way. Even though she's a pretty ruthless killer, and even though she's obsessed with Isshiki, I guess she does think things through a bit so that Isshiki won't ever have to suffer because of her. Hmm Ichika seemed to reminisce about Kazuki, does that mean he died? Anyway, these investigations are short? Are they really just segments of story for Ichika to become friends with each person? Lol. I mean, Ichika literally did nothing but talk about random stuff with Hana lol. I actually find it rather endearing that Hana and Ichika can fight so openly about their feelings and understand that they actually do want the best for each other, it's kinda nice how they became good friends under such circumstances.
Soda Manabu
Honestly, I kinda wish we could just pick one character and continue until the investigation completes because it's sooo annoying having to press on each one like 7 times just to get a couple of lines of story each time Zzz. Anyway, gotta admit Ichika is pretty judgmental towards Soda, and actively tries to "fix" him and thinks what he does is "wrong", which is pretty annoying tbh. Just because she doesn't understand games, she thinks it's useless to Adonis, and then judges him for his eating habits? Lol. Anyway, at least she tried playing his game though lol, and even got lessons from him haha. I see, I can understand why Ichika would go to Zero for "revenge" but not sure about the "sadness" thing if that's what she's going for tbh. Losing Yanagi, Enomoto, Shiraishi, Okazaki and Kazuki is a big hit and I can understand it shattering her world, but going to Adonis is basically breeding everything that killed everyone important to her. Anyway, Sasazuka's pained voice telling Ichika not to go to Adonis really hurt. I'm sure he's really hurting over the fact he didn't notice the weapons that ended up killing everyone, alongside survivor's guilt of being the only one who survived out of the group, and then now not even being able to stop Ichika from going over to the other side.. It's painful to see. Anyway, lmao, Soda is probably a tamer little brother than Kazuki. His words are harsh but you can tell he only talks like that to protect himself, so any time he swears, I don't bother taking him seriously, he's a hurt little kid. It's cute how Ichika mixed his hated eggplants into the gratin and he didn't even notice, but he ate the whole thing happilyđ€Ł He's so adorable lmao, especially when his face went red and he told her he'd eat her stuff again (even though she shouldn't hear it), and then he ran offđ€Ł
It seems like Soda regrets his actions much more than I initially thought. He was able to get revenge, but now he's even more scared of death because of what he had done, and now he's just in this never-ending cycle of fear, needing to have Zero's power to protect himself, doing his bidding so that he won't die, but at the same time being so scared of his life that the only time he probably feels "safe" is when he plays his games. I love how happy he was when Ichika gave him a SS tier rare item and he put it on, locked it and kept it in a special boxđ€Ł That's so cuteee. Definitely enjoyed Soda's mini part more than I thought hahaha, he's such a cute little kid, which makes it kinda sad lol. Soda blowing up and getting mad at Ichika for playing solo and saying she didn't need connections when she made him realise he wanted to start building connections because of her was really...heartwarming. Soda gave up on people and a lot of things thinking that he could never have them because that's how it was considering how people are, but he changed his mind after Ichika so insistently barged into his life, and now to say that it's practically useless would be extremely hurtful to him. I was really impressed with Soda, and I'm happy that he even told Ichika that she can rely on him more, he's such a sweet boyđ„Č
Uno Suzune
Lmaooo poor Shion, the woes of a big brother. I found it hilarious how Suzune would give him the green peas she doesn't like even though Shion hates them too, definitely something siblings would dođ„Č I superrrr agree with Suzune about handwriting diaries instead of writing a blog! I mean, I have both obviously, but I definitely have different feelings when I read my blog and when I read my writing in my diary. Through my blog, I can easily read my exact thoughts and get to the gist of what I'm talking about, but with my diary, I can see stuff like when I started getting tired of writing, when I felt like changing my pen, and a lot of other feelings that can't be seen or portrayed properly in a typed blog, and yes, the memories of me writing all this usually comes back better when I've written it, mainly because I either say it in the entry or because I can actually remember sitting there and putting time into writing about my life/day.
Guess Suzune's pretty yandere for her brother if any kind of possible romantic interest from Ichika gets her other self to come out and threaten her about it lol. Anyway, it's cute how sheâs starting to kinda think of Ichika as a big sister. Suzune willingly taking Ichika to Shion and calling Ichika Chi-chan is probably the biggest improvement you can get considering she could stab you as the worst case hahha. Well, Suzune was definitely cuter than I thought and seeing her so vulnerable, shy but wanting to protect Shion and getting out of her shell for him was sweet. Are there endings for each executor? Well, anyway, Suzune saying she would be sad if anything happened to Ichika was really sweet.
Sugawara Rika
Lmao, I forgot Sugawara is obsessed with Zero, this is going to be fun I guess. It's kinda funny that getting a 50,000 yen strawberry entices her lol, I'm surprised Zero approved it as an expense, like dang, can I have one too, I'm curious lol. Lmao when Sugawara wanted to keep the strawberries as a memento instead of eating itđ She should have been convinced when Ichika said it'll become a part of her hahahah. LOL when Sugawara started lecturing Ichika about dressing better in front of Zero, and then tried to get her makeup to make her look better, but then Ichika runs awayđ
Okay, I loved the girls dress up night with Hana, Ichika and Sugawara. It was so funny how they started arguing about what Ichika should wear and then became fast enough friends to recommend each other stuff and then wear it for fun. I loveee that they had a CG for their new outfits because they're all so pretty, I love them! I think Hana's is my favourite because it's so simple but cute in a different way from her usual. I guess it's kinda cute how in Hana's investigation, Hana focuses on Ichika's clothing fashion, but Sugawara takes it further or I guess mainly focuses on skincare, makeup and haircare haha. I guess it's nice that Sugawara is definitely much more open about standing up for herself and other women when it comes to men who try to objectify them or think of them as "lesser". She's become stronger. I think it's kinda sad to see that amongst all the other happy mini endings with the other executors, Rika's one with Ichika is actually pretty sad because it was through them bonding that Rika noticed Ichika's true intentions of revenge, and that's why they can never truly see eye-to-eye and be friends.
Ogata Tomoki
I guess I didn't expect Ogata to be the type to go to batting cages, but I even more didn't expect him to reserve sweets to make sure he can get them hahaha! It's nice that he enjoys wagashi though, I definitely should have tried it when I went to Japan, but I completely forgotđ Aww, Ogata had such a sweet daughter! Whenever his wife wasn't looking, she would eat his hated tomatoes for him! Such a kind kidđ I've never heard of monaka before, so I googled it and they look nice!! Kinda like an ice cream sandwich but not with ice cream and has red bean paste and other stuff inside I guess? I would totally eat it. Lmaoo at Ichika's impression of the typical salarymanđđ It's true though, I can't imagine Ogata going home to watch comedy shows with a beer in his handđ€Ł Aww it was so cute how Ogata did an impersonation of a character in a drama because he got so used to doing it for his daughter. But lmao at Ichika though, telling him what he can improve on since Adonis might have end of the year parties he could use it for, imagine a bunch of terrorists partying for something so normal like the end of the year hahahđđ
It's actually really sad how Ogata feels like he can't be a father anymore because he knows that he prioritises his current ideals and dreams more than his daughter. And I guess considering how long they've been separated and how much he has changed, it would probably feel awkward to try and be a normal father, but I guess at least through Ichika's encouragement, he's willing to try and reply to his daughter's letter of wanting to meet him. I think the reason why I've always liked Ogata is because he doesn't regret his actions. Like, he knows that he's killed people and that's why he doesn't want to see his family and get them involved with what he's doing right now, because he knows the gravity of his actions. But at the same time, his hatred for Fujii, the police and the whole mistaken arrest that led to such injustice for him and changed his whole perspective on life is something he can't let go of, and that's why it led him to Adonis and to fulfill his "new" ideals. He knows it's a path that will not necessarily have a "good ending" but he's willing to sacrifice everything for it, and I think that's what makes me attracted to his character. Anyway, LMAO at how insistent Ichika was on seeing young Ogata with a buzzcut playing baseball, absolutely hilarious when she was ready to tie him up with a rope and search his roomđđ It's pretty sad to see that Ogata wanted to be like Isshiki and save people with his justice without faltering in this cruel world but he just wasn't able to do it because hatred was what fuelled him to move forward and not forgiveness or hope. But I'm glad he encouraged Ichika to listen to Isshiki's song and hear Kazuki's guitar, because seeing Ichika show her emotions again, even if just a little bit was nice...
Uno Shion
Aww, it's cute how much Shion cares about Suzune, but also so cute how he's embarrassed to say he likes chocolateđ€Ł It's nice that he's more cooperative than Suzune I guess hahaha. I never expected Shion to like to paint though, that's interesting. Anyway, it's pretty sad to think that the "outside world" was much more unforgiving to the Uno siblings, and that it was only after they joined this terrorist organisation did they get to feel safe and secure that they have shelter and food without people going crazy on them. In that sense, it's understandable how much more comfortable Adonis would be for them. Aww Shion and Suzune getting excited over a chocolate cake is so adorable. Them saving up to buy a home for themselves is so heartwarming, it makes me really want to cheer for them. I'm dying from how cute they are trying to feed Ichika the chocolate cake too because they really like her and think she's really kind like their mother was before. Shion buying a cheese tart for both Ichika and Suzune was sweet, she's like a part of his thought process when buying stuff for his sister hahaha. Lol when he just shoved it into her mouth instead of giving it to her like a normal personđ€Ł Lmaoo when Shion drew a portrait of Ichika stuffing herself with cheese tartđ€Ł To think that Shion was so serious about drawing that he's actually thinking about a future with it after the X-Day stuff..itâs so endearing.
Sera Akito
It must be difficult for both Akito and Ichika to talk to each other. Just seeing each other's faces would make them remember the past and compare it to the present, making their whole encounter just...painful to watch. It's so like Akito to hide that he dislikes shiitake mushrooms so that it wouldn't inconvenience Ichika and make her remove it from the cooking menu. Lmaooo at Akito being so scared of bugs, enough that Ichika has to call cockroaches dark fairies to make him feel more at easeđ€Ł I'm sure Akito must be hurting too, but his consideration for Ichika above himself really makes my heart feel so warm. Awww, my heart swooned when Akito said his ideal type was Ichika! If only there was an Akito route~ Anyway, I didn't expect Akito and Soda to really interact but lmaoo at Soda having spent millions of yen on in-game stuff, Soda is right though, gacha rates are cruelđđ Aww, it was so cute how honest Soda was about wanting to have defeated the boss with Akito instead of dumping him and killing it himself, since what Soda values is playing together with other people. So, Kazuki was stabbed by a guy who was influenced by Adonis into taking revenge against his bullies or something, and I guess Kazuki was killed when he tried to step in? Honestly, I feel terrible for Akito. He was already feeling doubts and guilt over getting revenge for his sister, but after experiencing Kazuki's death, he must hate his choice for joining Adonis even more than before. It honestly broke my heart to see Akito break down like that not knowing how he could atone for his sins in causing Kazuki's death. His heartwrenching screams really cut me and made me tear up from all the pain Akito must have been bottling up all this time. Akito will always be my favourite side character, I think his pain, his feelings and his emotions were portrayed so well.
Sanjo Keisuke
Aww, Sanjo's favourite food being ramen is very him, kinda hahaha. I can't imagine a 7kg bowl of ramen and having to finish that in 30 minutesđ± On the other hand, Sanjo being into arcades is kinda unexpected, lmaooo at Ichika thinking he would play the crane gamesđ I didn't think about the fact that Ichika is a former cop just like him now, I wonder how he feels about that or whether he even caresđ
Lmao at Sanjo seriously answering Ichika what his type of woman is and then even describing the body shape with sound effectsđ I can't believe Ichika just tickled Sanjo and made him laugh like crazy, I would have liked to see thatđđ I think it would have been so nice if Ogata was Sanjo's boss, I feel like their values and ideals of justice back in the day would have matched well since Sanjo probably desired something "pure" back in the day and hoped to be a part of an organisation that helped people, and Ogata was always helping people already, so they would have worked well together. It's just sad that they both got betrayed by their ideals of what the police should have been to them and others.
 The idea that you can't feel any fear because you don't value your life is a pretty interesting and saddening thought. Maybe because I get that feeling sometimes. I agree with Sanjo, Zero definitely doesn't truly care about those ideals of saving the weak that he keeps spouting, he's not like Mikuni, and that's also imo the reason why Zero believes that he and Mikuni will never truly understand each other. Ichika and Sanjo eating ramen together is so cute lol.
Mikuni Rei
Lmao at Zero calling Mikuni an old man for liking fish, disliking carbonated drinks and other junk food because they're not nutritional hahaha. Otherwise, nothing much to say tbh, Mikuni has always been a rather bland character to me? I like him, but at the same time I don't because even though it's interesting to see that he actually has "noble" goals compared to Zero, the fact is that Mikuni as he himself said has been told that he's a "saviour" of sorts, and I think that really exemplifies the type of person Mikuni is. Someone who believes that he can and wants to "save" people in his own way as if he is someone above them all, but at the same time, he is very apparently flawed exactly because he is like that. He's not someone who truly understands the people "below" him and he also doesn't seem to perceive that as something that can be helped, and that's why even though his goals are "noble", he's not really noble at all. But it doesn't really change the fact that Mikuni is kind in his own way though. Mikuni eating shrimp crackers is so cuteđ
Saeki Yuzuru
To be honest, I've always liked the chill policeman Saeki, and I personally think Zero likes that version of himself too. I feel like he always enjoyed just talking about stuff with Ichika during their drinking charades, and had fun visiting her. But at the same time, I feel like because of the existence of Adonis and Mikuni, Zero never really allowed his negative emotions to be "accepted" in order for him to move on, so instead it just continued piling up inside to the point of indifference towards the world and others imo. Anyway, it's sad, seeing Zero and Mikuni happily play chess together. They really look like two brothers just having fun in their own way. Hearing them say that they've been doing this since they were kids makes it all the more saddening when they realised that despite how "close" they were to each other, they never really understood each other. In a sense, I feel like in the end, both Mikuni and Zero use Adonis as a way to get the things they want and feel like it's one of the only ways they can do it? I mean, I do feel like Mikuni treasures his relationship with Zero more than Adonis or anything else, because when it comes down to it, I feel like he tries really hard to understand Zero by trying to see things from his perspective and hanging out with Ichika, the one that Zero thinks understands him best and the one Zero likes the most. On the other hand, Zero seems to use Adonis as a way for revenge of his mother and as a way to vent those emotions and scars he got, but at the same time Adonis also granted him Mikuni (a brother), and it gave him opportunities and power.
Zero definitely loves Ichika in an obsessed way, probably the only way he thinks he can love someone, since he doesn't want to become "weak" like his mother was. So if he felt anything like love, he would prefer it to be a love that would destroy him, because in a sense I think I can understand that sentiment of wanting the person you love to solely focus on yourself and no one else, whether that is hatred or whatever emotion doesn't matter, because being the entire focus of someone else's is a sort of "love" to enjoy, so I don't blame Zero for his twisted "love" lol. Especially since you can tell how much he has always enjoyed his after work beers and just chatting with Ichika. I quite enjoyed their little date walking around reminiscing the past and discovering new things they missed out on, now I really want to eat crepesđ„Č The ending where Ichika kills Saeki is pretty sad though. Seeing Saeki the most relieved and happy he has ever been is probably what made me kinda happy for him though. He still sucks, but like Ichika said, I can't hate him, because it was true that he did reduce the sadness of many (whilst creating sadness for many others too though) and at the core, he was like in a sense a guy who consumed so much sadness from everywhere around him, always in pain, always sad despite his appearance, and thinking that makes it difficult for me to truly hate him.
Overall, I like the Adonis route! Initially, I was a bit sceptical whether it was really necessary and whether it would be interesting at all but I really loved bonding with all the executors. Seeing more of the human and emotional sides, seeing them warm up to Ichika and become friends with her really made me enjoy the "what could never be" part of it all. I think I especially loved Akito's because of how emotional it was tying into Kazuki and everything. But I also really enjoyed seeing the different sides of all of them. It really makes me wish Ichika got an individual route with like Akito and Sanjo and Ogata because I loveee themđ„Čđ„Č
Overall Review
I definitely enjoyed CxM: Unlimited much more than I thought I would! In the beginning, Sasazuka and Okazaki's routes kinda made me wonder whether I really wanted to continue this, but I'm so glad I got through them because I enjoyed Enomoto's, Yanagi's and Shiraishi's routes a lot! If I ranked them, I probably liked Shiraishi's the most, then Yanagi, Enomoto, Okazaki and then Sasazuka. It's definitely what I wanted in a fandisk, which is more fluffy romance and just bonding with all the guys even more, and I absolutely loveeee the potential romances with Yoshinari and Minegishi, they were so unexpectedly nice. Definitely no plot but that's okay since it's a fandisc and I think it fulfilled really well what its goal was when it comes to more romance in the story haha. 8/10! I'm definitely going to miss the characters, I'm so attached to Enomoto and them lol.
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