#the makeover was okay but this look is superior

[ghostlyarchaeologist]

The Artist at work.

Heaven Sent (2016)

[wholelottatransbians]

Okay... you gave me string..

Yume can onlyy empower three people flat with crisis mode empowerments

power ups for the power ups version A (moment of awakening Joint training excercise and in order of first time seen) the quirk awakening gives her empowered, 2 extra abilities besides their quirk, the one from the staff and the "crisis move"

Uraraka (one of the two girls who were at her traianing team for the JTA): her costume gains a Jet pack and her helemet becomes a tiara who looks like Saturn rings, obtains a second line of ruffles on her skirt and the staff is a hammer with aside looking like an representation of earth, and the other a moonstone, the staff ability is mamss modification, capable of modifiying the mass of anything she points or sees (the effect is doubled if both), her new ability is the capacity to create "gravity areas" from an area where gravity goes horizontal, to "technicly" fly, she obtained this ability after she was buried with midoriya in an assault between Rule (yui) and Phantom thief (Monoma), she went fully feral on both their reckless asses.

Midoriya (as a test in middle of the battle while trying to distract herself from the MASACRE Ochako was inflicting to Monoma ass...ets): her wings look like half angelical half demonic (the angelical black and the demonic white) and her tiara is a mix of gems surrounding an emerald, she gains a hair makeover (her hair becomes like a curly sailor Venus) her staff is a gigant pencil/moon staff from sailor moon, her staff ability is "write" which she can use to write on people new abilities for them which last as long as she holds the transformation, her new ability is basically AfO but she can't use the abilities she takes, only swap them between teammates, when she goes back normal the abilities become normal again.

Hagakure (before her tesst and approved by Aizawa in order to provide "a bigger challnge" to the 1-B team (who wanted to test their mettle against this new power of midoriya) ) her wings look like solid light feathers and her tiara is a big star with a gold band, her dress growns into a bellow knee size and becomes a one piece, her staff is actually a bow, her bow power is ALL the lasers (omni directional lasers, freezing beams, heat beams, beams that cut corners chocolate beams) but she needs to charge it into an arrow (the more esotecric the more time) in order to shoot them, her new ability is a "mute field", like her invisibility, it makes anything around her soundless if she so desires, it does not work in reverse.

Mina ashido (a day later in the heroic lessons in a battle simulation against Bakugo, kirishima Todoroki and Kaminari, "Suposidly it was 'test their ability to fight against superior enemies' but Midoriya was ''accidentally' put with a girl) her wings become extraterrestrial wings (like claws which shouldn't fly but they DO) and her dress becomes a little more "R-Rated" (ashido own volition, Midoriya was supper embarrased for that change) and obtains a bow in her waist, her staff is a Pink orb with a furred staff whichch opens in a sakura like pattern when using her staff power, her staff power is that as long as the staff touches the ground, Ashido can transform it into any kind of liquid in an area of 30 meters, but mainly acids, if the staff leaves the ground the ground becomes solid again, Mina can choose how much and in what direction it spreads, her new power is acid control, she can control her acid like another limb, this includes the acids from her staff power.

Momo (in the middle of an training set betwee Fat GUm and Ryukyu (her mentor) to test their abilities against pro hero Miruko (originally it was against sidekids, but miruko got in the middle), they hoped that the power boost would save them, they were wrong): her knightly oufit becomes Artoria Pendragon oufit in fate grand order (her Lily version) and her helmet becomes a crown, her wings are incredibly realistic robot wings the sstaff is basically the banner "luminose eternelle" from fate, her staff power is technomancy, she can create technology from any material nearby that she imagines, her new power is the capacity to "absorb" and "upgrade" herself with any inorganic material nearby, she returns to normal (mostly)after the time of the transformation.

Tsuyu (in a fight between Tsuyu and Midoriya against a minor villian who has a time stop quirk) she doesn't develop wings actually but membrenes between her fingers, her outfit growns lilies and her tiara is a lily tiara like those of the owl house Groom tiara Luz and Amity obtained,her staff is a simple golden staff with a lily on top, the staff power is "dive", as long as tsuyu holds it, she can swim trhough anything like if it was water, her new power is a multiplier which makes her 50% stronger faster and smarter.

Himiko (in a more profesional test made by the faculty (i hope im not messing with the wrong AU) in which she jirou and Midnnight were empowered) her wings are made of crystalized blood (you know those crystals of frozed blood? that is the look) which looks like Elizabeth Balthory wings in fate, in fact her dress is the same as Elizabeth, her tiara is a black iron tiara without any ornnaments, her staff is a naginata with a red blade, her staff power is "grow" which can grow to any size and ALSO feed itself from blood Himiko's enemies spill which fuels her transform quirk, her new ower is "blood mist" which allows her to transform into a cloud of bloody mist which is inmune to any damage, she can reorm at any time.

Jirou (like himiko) her jacket grows into a kimono with Punk colors (look at P-U-N-K cardss in YGO), her wingss are invisible as they are basically sound and her tiara is more a headband which is a heaadphone for music, her staff is a microphone stand, her staff power is "compelling music" which makes her voice hypnotic, is stronger the less strong willed the target, her new power is sound canon: she can send sound waves from her hands to her enemies.

BONUS

Midnight (like Jirou and Himiko) most of her outfits were censored but the one she ended choosing was a skintight dress which showed her midriff and earrings f the jewels she normally has in her normal hero outfit, her staff is a whip, her tiara is a Orchid (see flower arrangement meaning for Orchids, one of them is "passion) her wings were somnambulist vapour, her staff power is that she instantly knocks ot anyone she touches with her whip, her new power is he ability to make Somnambulist gas appear from any place nea her ignoring fabrics it must be 10 meters near her.

Okay, I've been chewing on this ask for a little bit (because it's a lot of ask, jeebus), and I feel the need to clear something up:

The Joint Training Exercise is far too early for something like this.

I never got around to power scaling the Empowered forms, but think of all of them being around top 20 Heroes level. Even weaker Quirks like Mushroom or Small Attraction can do some serious damage with the power boost, not to mention ones like Zero Gravity or Acid. So, hypothetically, a Crisis power up would be saved for a big bad stronger than All for One (as Empowered!Midoriya could easily match him), and probably just be for Midoriya.

None of these are bad ideas persay, but they are a bit... much. Like, completely different aesthetics and powersets. Don't hate them, but not something I'd do.

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[dreamwritesimagines]

Burn The Witch 4 - Making Believe [Bucky Barnes x Reader]

A.N: Thank you so much for your wonderful support and feedback my loves ! ❤ Here’s the next chapter, I hope you like it as well and please let me know what you think! ❤ Thank you! ❤❤❤

Warnings: Enemies to lovers, fake dating, mentions of blood, sex, violence, death, manipulation, language, guns, knives.

Summary: A lot can happen in a coffee shop. 

Series Masterlist

Considering all the missions your superiors had sent you, this wasn’t the first one to make you end up with a gunshot wound, but it was the first one that you were assigned to seduce the target and ended up with a gunshot wound as a first impression.

Now that you had met Bucky, the next step would be easier. You just hoped he wouldn’t suspect something was up like General kept warning you about, so you had to make sure to memorize every single detail of your cover story.

Instead of being a trained assassin, you were now working in a milkshake shop.

Instead of having lived there your whole life, you were now clueless about the city since you had recently moved there.

Instead of liking horror movies, you now loved rom-coms.

New identity, new apartment, new car, new everything. It was as if the real you had never existed, but none of that was your biggest issue right now.

It was your new uniform for the milkshake shop.

“Jesus Christ,” you muttered to yourself, looking in the mirror before fixing your skirt. Even after a week, you still weren’t used to wearing it, the uniform was some sort of a retro diner waitress costume with red and white stripes, cinched waist and a white apron over the short skirt. “I’m going to kill whoever picked this after I’m done with the mission.”

“Y/N?” Chloe called out from the living room, “Come on, we need to go over everything for today.”

You ran a hand over your face and walked to the living room to find your two best friends sprawling on the couch. Keith let out a laugh as soon as he saw you in that outfit, but managed to hide it by pressing his fist on his lips while Chloe kicked at his boot.

“I didn’t say anything!” He held up his hands, “Will you break my phone again if I take a picture?”

“Yeah,” you pointed at him, “I will, so don’t even.”

“We need to go over the plan,” Chloe said, “Today is the day you accidentally run into Barnes, he’ll be at that coffee shop.”

“How do you know where he will be?”

Chloe scoffed, “Hello? I’m a genius hacker?”

Keith sat up straighter, turning the pages of your file.

“Okay so,” he said, “You guys will probably make some small talk, let’s have some practice. Pretend I’m Bucky, how will you talk about yourself?”

“We don’t need to practice it, it’s not my first rodeo,” you reminded him “I got this.”

“Y/N, no offense but he isn’t some clueless civilian okay? The guy was going after targets before you or your parents were born for that matter. The tiniest mistake could tip him off.”

“He has a point.”

“Fine,” you sighed, fixing your nametag, “Let’s practice then.”

Keith took a deep breath and cleared his throat, “Look at that, we ran into each other again.”

You frowned at his deep voice, “Bucky doesn’t sound like one of those robots in the Terminator, Keith.”

“I’m in the zone, just go with it,” he said as offered you his hand, and you shook it.

“Yeah, hi again.”

“I haven’t seen you around here before.”

“Oh that’s normal, I just moved here. A month ago.”

“You just moved here?” he repeated “Really? Did you get used to the city yet?”

“A little.”

“I bet your family misses you.”

“Not really, I grew up with my grandmother. She passed away last year.”

“Any siblings?”

“No.”

Keith raised his brows, “Can you be less specific?”

“Keith—“

“You’re not acting like a civilian right now, you’re acting like a spy who has been forced to socialize and he will see right through that,” he told you. “You have to give him more details, civilians talk about themselves a lot.”

“It’s true,” Chloe said, “Once I was in this speed dating thing and just- don’t ask. They don’t stop talking about themselves.”

Keith pursed his lips only for a moment, stealing a look at Chloe before turning to you,

“Let’s try again. Any siblings?”

You rolled your eyes, “Unfortunately not. I’m an only child but when I was a kid, I kept begging my parents for a sister. My mom asked me what would happen if I got a brother, apparently I went like “but mommy, you can give him back then!””

“There we go, embarrassing childhood memories,” Keith grinned, “Good idea.”

You checked your wristwatch, “I gotta run,” you said, “You guys can see yourselves out.”

“I was actually hoping I could stay a little more,” Chloe said, “To make this place look a bit more appropriate. I suppose you’ll bring him here at some point?”

You pulled your brows together, looking around. “Yeah, so? There’s a bedroom.”

“Ever the romantic, this one,” Keith said and Chloe shook her head,

“Y/N, he needs to see something personal otherwise he might get suspicious.”

You pursed your lips, deep in thought, “You mean like sex toys?”

“Oh Jesus…”

“Contrary to popular belief, when people say they want to see something personal, they don’t refer to sex toys.” Keith stated helpfully, “That being said, we’re all screwed if you end up falling for a civilian, you have no idea how to act like one.”

“I meant personal as in stuff to make your place look more homely,” Chloe explained, “Things from your cover’s past that show him we didn’t fabricate this whole identity.”

“Even if we did,” Keith mumbled under his breath and she nodded.

“Even if we did. He needs to see something personal when he comes here, like…” she motioned at the walls, “Like your childhood pictures or your art projects from when you were seventeen.”

“I was learning how to use a pencil as a knife when I was seventeen, Chloe.”

“Exactly. Just let me handle it, I’ve been watching so many makeover shows lately.”

You shrugged your shoulders, “Knock yourself out,” you said, “I have milkshakes to fill, see you guys later.”

“Go get him tiger!”

“You got this!” Chloe called out as you walked to the door, “Just be confident and your milkshake will bring all the ex-assassins to the yard!”

You let out a small laugh, then closed the door behind you before throwing your shoulders back and going down the stairs.

                                                         ***

Approaching the target as your training taught you had to have certain steps. You couldn’t just implant yourself in their life, you had to wait until they thought it was their choice to include you in their lives. Sometimes it took more time than you had patience for, but in the end it was worth it.

Seeing that Bucky Barnes was no civilian, every single step had to be checked twice.

Well the uniform would help the mission, at least a little.

A distracted target was a good target.

You lowered the binoculars before pushing them into your purse and fixing the apron wrapped around your waist. Bucky was sitting with Sam at the coffee shop and they seemed to be in a deep discussion, not even aware of what was going on around them. You took a deep breath and approached the door before you pushed it, then slowly made your way to the barista.

“Hi, can I get a cappuccino please? Small.” You smiled at her and went to the counter on the right to wait for your order. Out of the corner of your eye you could see Sam looking at you with a frown before saying something to Bucky, nodding in your direction. You kept your eyes on the counter, rocking back and forth on the balls of your feet before you scratched around the tape of the bandage over the bullet wound absentmindedly.

Come on…. you thought Come on, approach me already, just come here….

“Here you go, miss.”

“Thank you,” you said, taking the cup off the counter before you started pouring sugar into it just to stall, and finally heard someone clear their throat behind you.

Bingo.

You looked over your shoulder and turned around, your jaw dropping.

“Come on,” you let out a giggle, “Is this real?”

Bucky smiled slightly and pursed his lips together as if he wasn’t familiar with the gesture, “Uh…hi.”

“Hi!” you said, your voice way too high pitched for a moment, “Wow. We meet again, my hero.”

His smile widened and he rubbed the back of his neck, “How’s your arm?”

“Healing,” you ran a finger over the tape of the bandage, “I didn’t die, that’s something. But the doctor said that was the worst bullet wound he had ever seen in his life.”

Bucky frowned, “Wait, really?”

“No, I’m just trying to look badass,” you admitted, making him chuckle, “They didn’t even think it needed stitches.”

“Ah,” he said and motioned at your uniform, “So you’re a…?”

You scrunched up your nose in what you hoped to be a cute manner and shot him an abashed look, “I know. I thought the exact same thing when I first saw myself in it.”

“I doubt that,” he mumbled more to himself and you tilted your head, batting your lashes.

“Hm?”

“Nothing,” he said quickly, “So the uniform?”

“I work at this milkshake shop just around the corner,” you said, “Apparently retro shops are popular nowadays. It’s supposed to look like this pin up style— can you tell me what’s wrong with the dress so that I can tell the owner what a ridiculous idea it is?”

He opened his mouth and closed it again, looking you up and down, “I don’t- it’s-“ he stammered “You know, it was such a long time ago. I think it looks perfectly fine.”

“Does it?”

“Absolutely.”

You grinned at him, “Well in any case, you should drop by sometime. Milkshakes are better than the uniform, I promise.”

“Yeah?”

You nodded, “Yeah! I would’ve invited you sooner but by the time I was done at the hospital you had already left, and they also told me you paid for the whole thing and the taxi, so…”

“Don’t worry about it,” he waved a hand, “It’s nothing.”

You bit down on your lip, “If you don’t mind me asking,” you said softly, “Why did you leave in a hurry? I mean obviously you didn’t have to stay, I’m sure you’re very busy and—“

“No no, it’s nothing like that,” Bucky cut you off, “I just didn’t want you to think you owed me anything, that’s all.”

“Huh,” you clicked your tongue, “I see. I was wondering what the catch was, didn’t have to wait that long. That’s good to know.”

He raised his brows, amused for some reason, “What’s the catch?”

“You’re too much of a gentleman.”

“Is that a bad thing?”

“Not really,” you taunted him “Just unfamiliar.”  

His gaze lingered on you as you took a sip of your coffee, keeping your eyes on him.

“I hope you got home safe though,” he said after a beat and you thought for a moment.

“I did, and now I know to stay away from dark alleys in New York,” you said, “Lesson learned I’d say.”

“You’re not from around here?”

“I- no, I actually moved here just a month ago,” you said, “I grew up in a small town, we didn’t really have robbers or anything. And I managed to get mugged within the first thirty days in a big city. A true New York experience, I feel like I belong here already.”

“Your folks must be losing their minds if you attract trouble that fast in the city.”

“No one is losing their minds, it’s just me,” you said and when you saw his quizzical glances, you felt the need to explain. “I grew up with my grandma and I lost her a year ago, so…”

“I’m sorry.”

“Ah it’s okay,” you said, “She wouldn’t want me to live in sadness, she told me that herself. You can’t focus on what ifs, you know? We just decide what to do with the time left for us and that’s it. Past would drive all of us crazy otherwise.”

He looked almost surprised at your take on loss and when you saw the soft light in his eyes, you knew you had just hit jackpot.

“You’re a glass half full kind of person, huh?”

Nope, I’m more of a “use the glass as a weapon” kind of person.

“Yeah,” you said, “There are enough pessimists in the world, and they don’t need me within their ranks. No one really did anything nice by thinking the worst anyways.”

“Oh you were definitely not raised here.”

Your jaw dropped, “You know what Mr. Barnes, I’d take that as an offense but lucky for you, you saved me the other day, so I’ll let that slide.”

“Mm hm,” He looked like he was struggling with himself not to laugh, “Lucky me.”

You narrowed your eyes at him playfully, then checked your wristwatch.

“I should probably go, my boss cares a lot about punctuality,” you said, “But is it okay if I gave you my number?”

He stared at you for a couple of seconds as if he couldn’t believe you.

“Wait- really?”

“I mean I was going to wait until you asked me, but apparently you’re too much of a gentleman,” you joked as he hastily grabbed his phone from his pocket and handed it to you. You typed in your number, then saved it.

Y/N (The Milkshake Girl)

Bucky tilted his head, his brows furrowed, “What, you didn’t think I’d recognize your name?”

“Well it’s better to be safe than sorry,” you joked, “Besides you should really come by sometime. We have the best chocolate milkshakes. It’s on the house.”

He smiled, “I will.”

You took a step, then held your breath and turned around as if you had just remembered something.

As if it wasn’t all practiced.

“But not after 4 on Mondays and Wednesdays,” you said, “I volunteer at the soup kitchen then.”

That light in his eyes was almost gentle, as if he was worried he could hurt you just by looking at you, but couldn’t stop himself from doing so.

“I’ll see you not after 4 on Mondays and Wednesdays then,” he said and you giggled, then turned around and walked to the door. Sam was watching you with a small, proud grin on his lips so you waved at him and left the coffee shop, still holding the warm cup tightly in your hand.

As soon as you were sure you were out of their sight, you dropped the smile, exhaled a relaxed breathe and grabbed your phone to touch the contact on the screen.

“I’m sorry, our delivery service is down right now,” the voice said and you scratched around the tape on your arm before telling her the code;

“That’s okay, I can wait until the rain stops.”

There was a click on the other line and soon enough you heard the assistant’s voice.

“Hello?”

“This is Shrike, put me through the General.”

“Of course, a second please,” she said and you tossed the cup into the garbage can, then General’s voice reached you.

“Shrike?”

“Sir, I just called to inform you that I’ve contacted the target for the second time,” you said, “Everything is going according to plan, my report will be on your desk by tonight.”

“He didn’t suspect anything?”

“No sir.”

“Okay,” he said, “Don’t move too fast, alright? We don’t want to spook him.”

“Of course.”

“And Shrike?” he said, “Good job.”

A smile lit up your face, “Thank you sir,” you said and hung up, closing your eyes and leaning back to the wall.

“Okay,” you whispered to yourself, “You got this, he’s just another target. Let the games begin.”

Chapter 5

[superhero--imagines]

Part 1 Here! / Part 2 Here! / Part 3 Here! / Part 4 Here! / Part 5 Here! / Part 6 Here!

A/N: If I had to give this part a title, I would title it “(Y/N) and their human friends” Also I lied. This part was too long so it might be another part (or two) before we get to the Bella Arc.

* “You know you would be pretty good looking without the glasses.” Lauren says twirling a strand of hair and ignoring the algebra worksheet in front of her.

* Yeah that’s kind of the whole point

* “Contacts kind of freak me out.”

* You’re expecting a snarky response but instead she nods.

* “It’s the whole sticking your finger in your eye thing right, I totally get that.” She’s watching you with such inquisitive eyes, it almost you uncomfortable.

* It’s been a few months since you started school, you’re almost at thanksgiving break. So far you feel like you’ve assimilated well, and you have a good balance between school and caring for your animals, but it’s situations like this that totally throw you off.

* “Hey (Y/N/N), what did you get for number 5?” Jessica asks, you’re thankful for the distraction.

* “I got X = 8” Jessica confirms she got that too, and moves onto the next one

* You three are in the worlds most unlikely group. You didn’t even know Lauren was in this class you usually just pair up with Jessica.

* “Hey, me and a some people from the volleyball team are going to Port Angeles, you should come with, we could give you a makeover.”

*You wonder what the other angle here is

* It didn’t take long for you to realise that somehow, even with the ugly-duckling routine, the Cullen’s were at the top of the social hierarchy.

* Part of their popularity was probably because they didn’t really seem to interact with anyone outside of their own social circle. Which just made them all the more desirable.

* “I don’t know Lauren, I would have to ask Esme if it’s okay.” Though you can already bet Rosalie isn’t going to like this.

* “Oh cool, just let me know!” Lauren smiles, it turns out the act of considering her invitation was enough to placate her.

* For once you’re actually glad Edward’s waiting for you outside of your class when the bell rings.

* “Edward read that girls mind.”

* “It’s always straight to business isn’t it. No, ‘hi Edward how’s it going?’ Or ‘How was your class, how has your morning been treating you?’ It wouldn’t hurt you to make some small talk” You give him a look, and he returns it with an expectant expression. You sigh.

* “Hi, Edward how was your class?” You plaster on a smile, and he returns with a smile of his own.

* “It was fine. A little repetitive, we’re reading “to kill a mocking bird” in English.” You nod, offering a consoling pat on the shoulder

* “That sounds super boring,” the books great and all, but you’re guessing he’s already read it like 30 times by now. “Hey Edward,”

* “Yes (Y/N),” He nods, hiding his grin behind his hand.

* “Would you mind doing me a favor?”

* “Of course, anything for you.” He grins openly now.

* “Would you mind telling me what that girl Lauren Mallory is thinking so I can know why she invited me,” and not Jessica her good friend. “to hang out?”

* Edward loses his smile.

* “The varsity members on the volleyball team suggested it, they think it’s a shame they couldn’t have got you on the team since you just moved here.”

* Unexpected but not the worst. You’ve really been half assing it in PE so you’re surprised they even want you.

* “Lauren-she thinks you could be-“ a lopsided smirk twitches onto his face. “in her words- ‘two super good looking best friends’ “

*oh. So she just wants a pretty b*tch squad?

* “Maybe I’ll go with them then” you were scared they were going to force you to show them the Cullen’s house and introduce you to everyone, or leave you stranded in port A as some kind of prank or something.

* Edward stops you

*“you can’t be serious” he has his eyebrows scrunched together

* “Why not?” Nothing more natural to fitting in then hanging out with your classmates. Unless- “if you’re worried about any accidents don’t, I know they all look healthy but they eat a lot of carbs. Way too starchy for my palette.”

* “It’s not that-“ he gets that brooding-existence is suffering look. “You shouldn’t trust humans too much, they’ll let you down.”

* Well what’s that supposed to mean, but before you can ask he’s already walking to his class.

* Well whatever, at least Emmett will tell you a good joke to take your mind off of Mr. Eternal Damnations ominous words.

* Too bad when you get inside he’s not here, instead Mike Newton perks up when you walk into the room.

* “Hey Eleazar, how’s it going?” You still have a hard time adjusting to use Eleazar’s name as your own. Apparently they came from a time when last names were only for nobles, so he offered you his first name instead.

* “Hey Newton, any plans for this weekend?” You take Edward’s advice and start with small talk. Mike Newton smiles, you guess he’s kinda cute, all soft cheeks and baby blue eyes

* “No I’m completely free!” Weird how he’s so enthusiastic about being alone, he must be one of those “relish time alone” types. Good for him.

* “Everyone needs some time alone sometimes.” He deflates, oh man you guess that’s the wrong thing to say.

* He looks like he wants to say something to you, but then Emmett sits beside you.

* “Can I have a swig from your water bottle?” You hand it over

* “Making out with Rosalie make you thirsty?” Emmett cracks a grin

* “It’s that whole bookworm-soccer mom get up, it gets to me yknow?” That’s actually pretty funny

* “So what she’s the Velma to your Freddy?” When the reference doesn’t sink in you rephrase “the nerd to your jock.” He grins again.

* “I think I might join the swim team just so I can see her wear my letterman” that’s actually pretty cute

* “You should do that, I’ll cheer you on at your swim meets” Emmett grins.

*”I’ll hold you to that”

* School life goes on like it always has.

* Weeks pass, marked by tests, homework assignments and projects.

* You actually kind of become friends with Angela, Lauren, Jessica, Connor and Mike.

* “So like, are you and Cullen close?” Mike asks. You and the group are over at Tyler’s house using his fire pit to roast marshmallows. The others are invested in another conversation but you can tell by Lauren’s subtle head tilt that she’s eavesdropping.

* “Which one?” Mike gets flustered at that

* “The one in our grade.”

* “Hmm, well I’d say Alice and I are kinda close, but-“

* “N-no not her,” he clears his throat. “The other one-Edward”

* “Oh, Edward’s my best friend.” The answer slips out automatically.

* “I-Is that why you’re staying with the Cullen’s?” Jessica asks. Everyone’s blatantly listening now, the only one who seems uncomfortable is Angela.

* You sigh. You know everyone at school is probably wondering about the weird relationship. Jessica’s just the only one brave enough to ask you.

* “I mean, it might be.” You’re sure, Edward’s friendship with you is the reason everyone was so quick to accept the living arrangement. “But I actually met Car-I mean Dr. Cullen before I met the others.”

* “How does that work?” It’s Connor who pipes in this time.

* “Well-“ you sigh you really don’t want to do this but at least your sob story will make you seem less suspicious. “So Eleazer and Carmen, they’re my parents, but they’re not my birth parents.”

* You tell them how your parents passed away in an accident many years ago, and how Carlisle had been your Doctor at the time while you recovered. He worked with you for a long time, and you’re pretty sure he wanted to adopt you, but the agency liked Carmen and Eleazer better, probably because Carlisle already had so many adopted kids.

* “Still, Carlisle stayed in my life as my doctor and a family friend. Then I met Edward and the rest of the Cullen’s and... the rest is history...I guess.” You’ve found it’s best to mix a little bit of truth into the lie, though really all of that was mostly what happened.

* Everyone looks testy eyed, Angela is holding back tears, and Lauren hastily wipes her away so no one can see. You wonder if maybe your powers leaked out a bit while you were telling your story.

* “Dude... you’re so strong.” Tyler claps a hand on your shoulder and pulls you into a hug.

* “Ah, it all happened a long time ago, I’m mostly over it now” You tell them all about your Coven in Denali, and how you have two families now, how you don’t regret anything. Well, the only thing you regret, is not staying human, but you can’t mention that so you fake a smile instead.

* Connor breaks out a bottle of vodka he stole from his mom, and pours a shot for everyone

* “To (Y/N)” everyone raises their glass, and not for the first time you feel the urge to cry but no tears escape you.

* You’re a lot closer to everyone after that. You even start sitting at their lunch table every so often.

* In fact the others follow your lead and assimilate with their classmates with ease. Rosalie joins the school book club, and very loudly debates Jane Austen’s to whoever will listen.

* Emmett follows through and joins the swim team. Jasper starts hanging out with some wood shop kids, you’ve caught him arguing about the superior wood in between classes with his new friends. Even Alice joins the art club.

* You try out for the dance/cheer team, it’s the only thing you don’t have to hold back in. Also you’re a great base, you could hold everyone on the team up single handedly during stunts. But you won’t know if you made it until summer vacation

* Everyone seems to be assimilating well, everyone except for Edward

* “You can’t expect me to trust these people (Y/N), not when I know everything they’re really thinking.” You roll your eyes

* “I’m not saying you have to be their best friend Eddie, I’m just saying it looks super suspicious that all the Cullen’s only hang out with each other and refuse to get to know anyone else.” You shove a text book into his chest, and he scoffs

* “It wouldn’t hurt to make some small talk.”

* And so Edward joins your group of human friends, much to the joy of your female companions and dismay of your male ones.

* Life is still strange. But it’s good.

* When you’re surrounded by your new friends, it makes you feel - almost like you’re human again

* And then everything falls apart.

* It’s almost summer vacation. You’re excited, maybe you can go to the beach again soon, and you wonder if it will be alright to take a trip to Denali to see your Coven. You’re pretty confident you made the spirit squad so you’ll have to pencil in camp somewhere. You held back, but just enough by your own parameters to make the bottom end of Varsity.

* You’re at your locker, when Rosalie, and Edward show up. Quickly followed by Emmett, Jasper and Alice.

* “Oh hey guys, you wanna go on a hike tomorrow it’s supposed-“

* “You have to leave.” You’re surprised when it’s Emmett that says this. Kind, jovial Emmett holds a grave expression.

* “What, why-“ for a second you wonder if the Volturi has finally come to get you. It’s been at least seven years since your transformation, it’s about time they started thinking about you.

* But then you notice everyone staring, the quiet buzz of phones vibrating only detected by your super hearing. People are always staring, especially when you’re all together. but this time you notice they’re not staring at the six super models gathered in front of the lockers.

* They’re staring at you.

* “There’s a video of you going around,” Jasper says, and Rosalie placed a comforting hand on your shoulder. “I think it’s better if you see for yourself.”

* He hands you his blackberry, and the grainy image of you come into focus.

* It’s a YouTube video

* You’re in the locker room, your (Your Color Skin) in full view under the fluorescent lights. You’re wearing your underwear, and your abs are on full display. You’re Grey PE uniform shirt is limp in your hands, you remember this, you got extra laps as a penalty and as a result, you were running late for class, you were alone in the locker room

*well you thought you were alone.

* Your body is literally perfect, the way you’ve always dreamed, but you feel white hot shame rise in your throat like acid.

* Your hands shake as you scroll down to see the comments

* ‘Damn who knew they had a body like that under those dorky sweaters’

* ‘(Y/N) Eleazar: Best body Forks HS 10/10 would f*ck’

* ‘Hot body, if only they ditched the glasses, and started wearing some tighter shirts’

* And the comments go on, there’s at least a hundred. You hold your cardigan a little closer to your body. You don’t have the courage to turn around. You can already imagine them staring at you, picturing what they saw in the video transposed onto your body

* “I’m sorry, I didn’t see this coming until it was already happening-“ Alice touches your shoulder and continues her apology but you don’t hear anything.

* You want to cry, you want to be angry. But all you feel is shame. And the worst part is, you didn’t even do anything wrong. So why do you feel so ashamed?

* “Hey, look at me.” Edward grabs your face in his hands, your amber eyes meet his.

*”Snap out of it.”

* Oh, your powers are leaking through.

*Your gaze turns to your foster family, all of whom sport equally uncomfortable expressions.

* You take a deep breath, and imagine reeling in your emotions, imagining them receding back into a locked box, just like Eleazer taught you.

* You need a calm mind right now.

* “Are you fine now?” Edward asks, his hands still on your face. You nod, resting your hand on top of his

* “I’m good.”

* “Good, because we have to get you out of here.” He’s moved his hand to your arm, about to tug you back home when you pull back and shake your head.

* “We can’t do that.”

* “What do you mean?” Rosalie hisses, her hand curls around your wrist “we have to leave NOW.”

* “No think about it, they’re right.” Jasper says, his eyes meeting yours. At least someone’s on the same oage

* “Think about it Rose, if I leave now with all of you it’s going to look weird.” Normal 15-17 year olds wouldn’t think to handle the situation on their own, especially not entitled rich kids like the Cullen’s.

*She seems to have gotten it because her hand retreats to her side.

* “Well what should we do then, I’m not letting you walk around here with everyone-“ she cuts herself off, a deep frown creasing onto her face as her teeth dig into her bottoms lip.

* “We need to call Carlisle or Esme, they’ll pretend they saw the video from someone else and file a complaint with the school.” You take a deep breath, and imagine the locked box in your mind. Your emotions held carefully within.

* “Until then we all need to pretend like it’s not a big deal.”

* “No way in hell am I doing that!” Emmett growls. “I’m going to rip that fucking peeping Tom piece by piece.”

* “Not all of us need to pretend,” Alice says, her gaze somewhere far away, flicking between futures. “Only Edward, Rosalie and I do.” Her gaze lands on you.

* “You need to go to your class like normal,” a hint of a smile curls onto her mouth. “Everything’s going to work out fine.” Edward’s focusing on Alice, reliving her vision.

* “Do you think you can manage being alone?” Edward asks, you don’t have the next class with any of the Cullen’s. You’ll be on your own.

* You catch Jasper and Alice whispering to each other, but pay it no mind. Flirting even in the middle of your entire world crumbling down.

* You take a deep breath, picturing the locked box over and over, making it a visual mantra.

* “I can get through a period.” Everyone disperses, and Jasper walks you to your next class. Edward wanted to, but Jasper insisted.

*”You’re always hogging them, give someone else a few minutes Edward.”

* You’re almost near your class when Jasper talks to you.

* “Hey, I don’t know if I should tell you this”

*You wonder if he’s going to offer to beat up the person who took the video, or if he’s going to offer you a comforting word.

* “Alice told me you’re going to raise some hell on a misogynist in there” he gives you a wicked grin, his incisors sparkling.

* How is it that every vampire seems to say what you least expect to hear and yet, it’s exactly what you need in the moment.

* He holds out his fist, and you bump it with your own. A grin curling onto your face.

* “Hell yeah I am.”

* You take your usual seat in Spanish like normal. You sit in the front row in this class, diagonally from Jessica. Mike and Angela sit somewhere in the back.

* You just need to focus and keep your emotions in check for 45 minutes. You visualize the box, calming yourself separating the mind and body.

* How did the saying go... a calm soul resides in a calm body?

* “-Zar, Miss. Eleazar!” Your eyes pop up to the teacher, the locked box falling out of grasp.

* “Yes, sorry?” The teacher sighs, you look to the white board to see you’re going over the answers to the worksheet. You’re about to provide the answer for the number you’re on when the teacher cuts you off.

* “I know you might be focused on body building, but in my class you need to focus on the material.” There’s a scattered laugh that fills the room, but your blood runs cold

* “Excuse me?”

* And that’s when your teacher knew he fucked up. He stutters over himself, the sentences overlapping

* “-really you should take it as a compliment-“

* “Oh you think I should take it as a compliment that someone recorded me without my consent while I was changing?”

* The rooms pin drop silent. Your teacher is sweating.

* “Hold on now- I think you’re being a little dramatic don’t you think” A smirk curls onto his lips. “You were in your underwear, it was really no different than wearing a swimsuit” he’s got this smug smile, like he’s right.

*Honestly you were ready to put everything behind you and move on if he just apologized. It’s gross that a teacher is watching videos of a student changing, but what would you have done in his situation if a co-worker showed you.

* “It’s all about perspective, a positive per-“

* But not anymore, you’re not in a forgiving mood, especially not for an idiot like this.

* “No it’s all about consent.” All the anger and despair you’ve been holding back comes flooding out. “When someone wears a swimsuit they’re consenting to show skin and be seen, but I wasn’t contesting to being seen when I was changing in the privacy of the locker room.” You don’t stop for air, your voice trembling

* “And another thing, I wonder how the school administration will feel knowing the same faculty that’s supposed to make students feel safe and enrich their lives is watching creepy videos-“ you stop when you meet your teachers eyes, tears streaming down his face.

* Oh f*ck

* You look to your right, finding your classmates in a similar state, holding back tears.

*So this is what happens to humans when they come in contact with your power.

* You try to visualize the box, but it’s too far now. And all the crying people around you don’t help.

*You need to get out of here.

* “Pathetic, not even an apology for your gas lighting.” She shake your head as confidently as you can, grabbing your bag with trembling hands.

* You walk quickly, maybe there’s a mountain you can climb and wait it out on. You’ll text Carlisle and let him now what happened. It shouldn’t be too-

*” Hey wait!”

* You’re already in the hallway when someone call out to you. You turn, expecting it to be Angela or Mike. Never in a million years would you expect her to be standing there in the middle of the hall, her hand hastily wiping away a stray tear.

* “Mr. Peterson’s a f*cking jerk.” Jessica sniffles, walking quickly to catch up with you. You don’t miss the fact that her bags not slung across her back.

* She must have left a minute after you did. You haven’t thought about her as a friend. Not a real one at least. She’s kind of like hot sauce, it’s fun when it’s around, but if it’s not then that’s not a big deal.

* So to see her here, the first to follow you out, rambling about wether you want to get frozen yogurt or pizza, it warms your unbeating heart.

* “Hey Jessica?” She stops mid-sentence, her eyes swinging up to you.

* You haven’t been fair to her. But you’re going to change that.

* “Thanks for being my friend.” And she smiles at you, her arms wrapped around her tight. It’s not the fake ones you see often the ones she throws to Lauren when she’s asking for Jessica’s opinion on an outfit, or when Connor tries to copy her homework’s. it’s a genuine smile.

* Before she can open her mouth, you hear two more shouts from the hallway.

*Angela and Mike are jogging down the hallway to catch up with you. The latter carrying a bright pink backpack in his hand.

* “Geez Jess, the least you could do is take your bag before you go bolting out of there” Mike’s panting as he holds out her bag. You don’t miss the blush ghosting her face.

*Looks like she still has a crush on him.

* “Hey, are you okay?” Angela asks, and you wish you could cry as you nod.

* “Is it weird that I’m kind of happy right now?” And the three of them smile, before wrapping you into a group hug.

*They all smell terrible. Jessica smells like boiled broccoli, Mike is like the overwhelming stench of fat mixed with sugar, and Angela.. Angela’s probably the worst. She’s sickeningly sweet mixed with a healthy dose of starch.

*it’s disgusting. You have a hard time believing any of the Cullen’s would lose their minds when they’re this close to any of them.

*still, even with the repulsive stench, it’s nice. You haven’t felt the body gets of another human in a long time, or heard the quiet thump of their beating heart. Even the odor is nice, it reminds you that they’re human.

*And for a second it’s easier to pretend you’re human too, just like them.

* “Dude why are you so cold?” Jessica groans, breaking the moment. She taps your arm but doesn’t pull away.

* “While we’re asking questions, Mike how much axe do you use?” Angela’s eyes are watering as you both laugh.

* “Like you’re one to talk, I can smell your strawberry shampoo two hallways over!”

* You watch the three of them untangle and start walking to the back exit from the gym.

* “So where do we go now? We can’t stay here.” Angela says

* “I was thinking maybe a coffee shop, if we take out books we might pass for having a free period” Jessica pipes in

* “Oh, how about the Arcade? A buddy of mine works there since he’s already on break from college, I don’t think he’ll minds us hanging out there.”

* So this is what Alice meant when she said everything was going to be okay.

*Your Human Friends were going to save you

*You haven’t forgotten Edward’s warning, someone did break your trust and let you down.

* But that’s what it means to build friendships, you open yourself to being hurt, and so do they.

* “Hey (Y/N/N), what do you think?” Mike asks, and they all turn around to notice you’re not walking with them.

*You try not to smile to wide. You don’t want to scare them off now.

* “I think there’s something fun about an arcade during the day, no lines.” You say, walking a little bit faster to catch up with your friends.

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[jiminrings]

the volleyball shorts

pairing: jungkook x y/n

wordcount: 5k

glimpse: coach koo’s just dying to know what his present is, you’re panicking because you can’t think of a present, and jimin and the gang tolerate jungkook a little bit better because it’s his special day :D // contains smut + gif isn’t mine!!

notes: happy birthday jungkook!!! i baked brownies irl for you u should come over sometime!!!

if you’ve read most valuable, the piece that started it all, then you knOw what i’m alluding to with jungkook and his relationship with y/n’s volleyball shorts!!

you swear,,

you could even really SWEAR on the brand-new refrigerator that you need to knock twice on to see what it contained that you split the price with jimin

and forcibly with also jungkook because he stays over so much at yours and jimin’s place that he’s basically a roommate now

and alsO forcibly with taehyung and yoongi because apparently your apartment is now everyone’s gathering place and they raid and inhale ur fridge atleast 72 times per day that the electricity bill’s gone up

that yesterday, it was just a month away from jungkook’s birthday!! you swear!!

and two hours ago, it was two weeks away!!

AND NOW

you can’t really digest the truth

that it’s just f i v e days away now

and you have zero thoughts to how you’re gonna throw jungkook his birthday bash :D

the guys probably figured that out too lol because they have an idea to how you’d be all over the place for even something miniscule

like one time you and jimin bought two rugs you couldn’t decide upon then you just agreed that you’d fit it underneath the coffee table and whichever looks ugly, you’ll return it later

but then the two rugs ended up being too pretty that you couldn’t decide nOW

and jupiter barked out of the blue and it was a eureka moment because :D aHA jimin what if we just let jupiter pick out the rug?? then that way it’s fair???

but then jupiter ended up lying on bOTH the rugs and now you were distraught

jimin was reassuring you like eH it’s okay let’s just go about our days and not spend y’know :D all our time trying to figure out what to pick :D

and then you obviously refused and you stayed up the whole night picking a goddamn rug and jimin was so close to toppling over in fear when he went to grab water at three in the morning

anyways

that’s why they’re here!!! even before you could call and gather them up when jungkook had to leave by himself to settle some things because he’s the coach,,

even before you could text tae and yoongi to take the elevator, they’re already knocking at your door

“...”

“......”

everyone’s just looking at each other in this makeshift circle you’re all in around the coffee table

even jupiter’s stopped barking and he’s been barking for the past five minutes at the new cactus succulent that jimin bought!!!

they’re waiting

waiting for that —

“I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TO DO FOR JUNGKOOK I’M SUCH A BAD GIRLFRIEND A-AND-“

aha

meltdown

“not to stir the pot, but jungkook always zones out at practice and even during games then gIGGLES to himself!! and when i ask him why, he says that he’s just thinking about what you’re getting him for his birthday!!”

jimin shudders at that too because whew

like he knew that koo sometimes talks to inanimate objects but man his superior (albeit younger) is out here imagining his birthday present in the middle of a neck-and-neck game

he’s conversing with himself like he’s talking to you and that just makes him speechless

“kook buddy i haven’t played volleyball competitively in like two years but i sUGGEST you focus or else i will spike you haha jk but no really ahaha :))”

“not to stir the pot too, but jungkook asked me to play happy birthday. on the snare. happy birthday. ON THE SNARE.”

this time, it’s taehyung’s turn to shudder

because he got a new head that’s louder and more tear-resistant and he wanted to try it out ok

and what better way to try that than when it’s in one of your practice games??

he has his drumsticks already lifted but then out of nowhere jungkook pOps out with a cheeky grin on his face and tae almost pokes him in the eye

“how many syllables are your name, tae?”

“... are you really asking me this?”

“yeah!! how many?”

“... three, jungkook. what, do you need ME to count yOUR syllables for you??”

oh my god that is such a stupid question

but it’s coming from jungkook so lmao tae isn’t all that surprised

“what’s three plus twenty?”

“i get that you’re an athlete but don’t you kNOW how to count???”

“hyung what’s three plus twenty??”

“... twenty-three....”

tae’s so close to narrowing his eyes because if this is another one of jungkook’s lame pranks then he’s gonna whack him in the head for this

but then all of a sudden jungkook jUMPS and squeals before clapping his hands

“twenty-three days before my birthday!! quick quick play happy birthday for me nOW :D”

that’s so... chilling

“now not to stir the pot even further, but y/n,,, baby,,, why didn’t you brainstorm earlier??”

yoongi goes straight-in for the kill and it’s his version of “i told you so” but that does not make it better whatsoever

that’s the thing you don’t know either!!!!

and it’s totally your fault and you shouldn’t have been complacent because now you’re paying the repercussions of cramming AND panic-sweating!!!

it’s okay!

you got this! :D

“how about some more black shirts??” tae pitches in and it’s a resounding no from you and the assistant coach

“jungkook has enough of those,, even jimin and i can take a dozen from his stash and it won’t even make a dent!!”

jimin’s racking his brain and he hasn’t thought about something this hard but ok fine anything for you

“new chunky shoes?? but uGH he already has too many of those-“ that makes him groan even harder because buying another pair for kook means him tripping over them

not to mention that the shoe rack is now taken over by jungkook atleast 50%

and once again jimin reiterates <3 this is the y/n and jimin apartment and nOT the y/n and jimin and this dude that dOESN’T pay rent apartment

yoongi’s in deep thought as everyone around him throws ideas around

okay dOn’t tell anyone but yoongi’s now getting into bullet-journaling :D

tae just gave him a dotted notebook one day because he accidentally bought a dozen instead of one from amazon so lol here hyung u like writing right???

by writing, yoongi meant scribbling haphazardly and waking up the next day and trying to decipher his own handwriting

but then he came over to your apartment and you bought pastel highlighters because they were on sale and nOT because you needed them and you wanted to try them out!!! but jungkook was sick that time and you needed to make soup :((

“yeah ok leave it to me,, i’ll swatch it for you or something.,.,.”

one thing led to another and :D AHA

yoongi blackmailed everyone to not say a single word to anyone that he now loves bullet-journaling and he had to whack tae one time when he kept teasing him

also he now has a bujo account on instagram and it’s nearing 5k followers omg and he will d-word when someone irl finds out that it’s him

“boxers.”

yoongi says seriously and it makes everyone shut up because he sounded sO sure

he just has this certain authorative aura around him that you wavered because oH right yes boxers,,, will buy,,,, thank you

lol but you snapped out of it

“jungkook already has too many boxers!! he likes basketball shorts more nowadays and-“

“what? who said the boxers were for jungkook??” yoongi scrunches his nose at your ridiculous reply

your eyes are squinted so hard as you try to decipher the flow of thoughts of everyone in this circle

“oh. i want boxers. want them for christmas!! take note, y/n.”

oh

okay

cool

good news: you now know what you’re gonna give to yoongi on christmas

bad news: you dON’T know what to give to your boyfriend on his birthday five days from now

there’s something somewhere in the middle of all the banter that you’ve tuned out though

something that just makes your eyes bulge and hit whoever’s lap is beside you repeatedly (first of all it’s jimin’s for the record and second oW THAT HURTS) with a grin on your face before you hurriedly stand up and they equally as hurriedly do after

“i know what to get!!”

jungkook’s stArting to get antsy if he’s being honest

it’s not because he’s in his own apartment with you after so long he’s stayed over at yours

he really doesn’t mind that bit, no

jimin, tae, and yoongi were all staying over at your apartment instead as they make the last bit of preparations for jungkook’s birthday the next day!!

they all insisted that you rest because you’ve been so frantic the last couple of days and tbh even taehyung hyped of tWO cups of coffee can’t keep up

no — jungkook’s so antsy because he doesn’t know what you have in store for him :((

for the last five days you haven’t touched him nor did you let him touch you :((

a heated makeover that’s cut too short is as far as it could only go and he’s just so????

like is that a part of your birthday surprise or nOT

he has a love-hate relationship with surprises now because first of all,,,

he kNOWS that there’s gonna be a surprise and that excites him

but the worst of it all is that he knows there’s a surprise but he doesn’t know what it is

that’s like uhm

standing fifty feet away and being forced to pick between a lifetime supply of sugar and salt that’s placed into jars but u don’t know which is which

that is such an odd example to compare it to but that’s only what jungkook could process this now oKAY

you still let jungkook cuddle you so he guesses he could still touch you

he could rest his hand on your tummy!!!

but riGht when he’s about to sneak in a lil squeeze at your boob over your shirt then that’s when you slap his hand away and he frowns

just some hOURS left and it’s finally his birthday!!! he’ll just nuzzle to your neck and all would be fine :)

the lil party’s gonna be thrown in jungkook’s apartment anyways because as you’ve all come to known:

his apartment’s bigger than the one you and jimin share and that irks him because!!!

“yOU have the bigger and better aprtment why are you still cramping at ours???”

“i like staying with you guys!!!”

“nO you like staying with y/n and i come in handy when you need to steal someone’s pasta from!! i bought you tupperware and wrote your name on it but you still eat from mINE!!”

now everyone has their designated roles

jimin’s in charge of making the lasagna and he takes great pride in arranging the layers neatly and not half-assing the amount of cheese

taehyung had the great idea of wAIT what if they don’t like lasagna?? (jimin was offended by that omg who wouldn’t like my lasagna are u kiddinG)

so what he did was bring over this foldable table :D lay cups of ramen neatly :D decorate jungkook’s kettle because he realized that it looks like dOlphin when you tilt it sideways :D

and it’s now tae’s ramen station and so far the party-goers are LOVING it and it’s a close tie between him n jimin

yoongi’s in charge of food that the other two didn’t bother to think about basically

you locked jungkook in his own room lmao and had to bribe him with a kiss or two to stay there and not leave until you tell him to

you’re in charge of the decoration and not to toot ur own horn or anything but you did a pretty damn good job :D

there’s foil balloons you had to blow up and decorate meticulously

lol jimin accidentally bought the wrong ones so now it’s JUNGK00K instead of JUNGKOOK

you even learned how to fold paper cranes so u could fold the quantity of them to jungkook’s age for yoongi to stick them up to the ceiling

you EVEN bought blackout curtains and a lil disco light!!! that’s how well-put you were despite cram-planning!!

it was time to let out jungkook because the guests were starting to come in

and oh my gOD jungkook does clean up well..,.. wow

he’s dressed himself in just a white button-up but with the sleeves folded and some buttons left alone

thEn it’s the same black jeans but with a fancy belt he only pulls out whenever he goes to prissy parties!!!

and oh god

oh my

it’s his slicked hair that’s showing his forehead and tHAT’S when it sinks in you that oh.,.,. right.,.. jungkook’s growing his hair out and he’s been in a cap this past week and OH

it only hits you that oh.,.. jesus christ.,.,. jungkook has a mULLET

it’s a mullet-type of situation and it’s part-straight and part-wavy and wOW

you want nothing more but to pounce on him and it makes you audibly gUlp

jungkook’s as surprised as you were of him because w-wait a second

ok you’re wearing your favorite white shirt with the print on it that you wear at home!! he isn’t surprised

but are you wearing vOLLEYBALL SHORTS.,.,..

like as in the same volleyball shorts... that he..... adores..... a-and fantasizes over

oh my god everybody shut up

is that-

is that hIS OLD VARSITY JACKET????

the one with Jeon embroidered in the back and the one he wore to death that it still has his scent on it even if you washed it clean???

.... oh

that uH that makes jungkook put a hand over his chest

god im coming up

the party was an absolute bLAST!!

you and jungkook would stray from each other time to time because you’re each whisked away to talk but you’d always find each other after

you cAn’t contain yourselves at the sight of one another

kook keeps putting his arm around your waist and you keep squeezing his forearm

over-all it was such a great party 20/10

the girls chipped in to buy their coach jungkook (u put the idea in their head and they were amazed because they didn’t think of it) a smartwatch and he was so :D upon receiving it because wOah!!! omg he’s now a smartwatch owner sUck that kim namjoon

kim wears these fancy analog watches still and that makes jungkook roll his eyes because yEa that may be a rolex but my team did obliterate yours lmaOoo what about that huh

jimin’s gift was very heartwarming no matter how much he denies it to be

first he bought jungkook matching slippers with him because he’s so irked to see jungkook in chunky sneakers aLL the time

then uhm

an official key to the apartment and a written letter that when the two of your drive back,,, you could all do a handprint at the picture frame with the four of you and that’s jupiter’s paw included

you’re not gonna lie that dID make you tear up a little bit because wow :((( jimin used to be hesitant of jungkook at first but nOw he’s officially welcoming jungkook in with no anger whatsoever

kook also did cry a lil bit and they hugged it out

taehyung hand-knitted a blanket for jungkook with lil dolphins on them

he missed some stitches but he did his best oKAY and koo was so excited because wow omg this is so good!!!

yoongi bought jungkook a guitar because yeah.,.,. u dO get into my nerves sometimes but i care for you and i guess you’re my little brother now :)) i don’t make the rules

and as for your gift

... well

everyone’s already left and it’s just the two of you now finally

jungkook’s sat at the edge of the bed patiently because you’re fishing for the paper bag you’ve hidden and he’s sO on edge alright

he’s closed his eyes and you didn’t even tell him to so he’s THAT obedient

“you can open them now,” you’re sat on jungkook’s lap and it’s quite the tease for you to be perched near to his knees instead of his crotch but oK he won’t complain yet

it’s a box??

oh

... oH

“that’s for me??”

jungkook awes immediately when he opens to box and sees shiny silver gleam right up at him

it’s the matching thick necklace and bracelet he’s been eyeing for quite some time now yet refUses to buy

and here it is!!!! right in his hands!!!

“yes and they dOn’t allow refunds so please just wear them and don’t make yourself guilty!!”

you’re taking it from his hands and he’s smiling giddily when you clasp the cool jewelry around his neck and on his wrist

cute

and now it’s time for —

“i’m sleepy. are you sleepy yet?”

you do your part in messing with jungkook as you stifle a yawn, pretending to arrange things around the room before settling near him at the edge of the bed

he almost gives himself whiplash to look at you because you can NOT be serious

“no you’re not. you aren’t sleepy. your eyes tear up when you wanna go to bed.”

it’s endearing for you that he knows thay but you just continue to deadpan for the time-being

“i do? well i think i’m tearing up now.”

jungkook scoffs and crosses his arms across his chest because nO your eyes are dry!!!! look at them!!!! not a single tear!!!!

he’s looking at you so pointedly that it makes you chuckle, finally sitting down on his lap properly like he wanted you to that it makes him grunt

jungkook hasn’t had any decent action for a week now and even the slightest contact of you sitting on him, still-clothed, already makes him cRUMBLE

the thought that you’re in your volleyball shorts doesn’t help at all

it’s nice seeing him so flustered and willed right now,, his pupils already blOwn out and you haven’t even done anything

jungkook’s beautiful and that isn’t up to debate but even more-so up close that you could hear his labored yet trembling breathing

“you wanna kiss me?”

that dOES it for him and he almost leaps at the question but that’s when you pull back to which he audibly whines

:D

you come back again but it’s you who initiates it and jungkook practically melts at the taste of your mouth, already getting handsy as he squeezes at your thighs

he’s the one who’s gaining the upper hand and that was nOT the plan so that’s why you pull away right when he’s getting drunk on you

he’s chasing after your lips and you practically tut at him condescendingly that makes him huff again

“say please.”

aHA

jungkook’s eyes widen at that and he scoffs in disbelief because oh my god so tHIS is what you’re doing

now this is what he makes you say

and you never got him to say please because whenever you urge him to he just laUGHS upfront and it makes you pout

no jungkook’s not gonna do —

his giggling’s cut short when you let your mouth wander to his neck and right on to his sweet spot, immediately sucking on it harshly to paint your mark on

there’s slow kisses on his jugular nexy and you won’t do the same as what you did to him the first time and it’s frUstrating

add on to that with how you remind him you’re still on his lap with you grinding on him tOO pain-achingly slow

ok jungkook might say please after all

you’re coming back up to his jaw again and kissing everywhere but his lips that it’s starting to make him cave

“pl-“ he stops himself because oh gOd is he yielding but that’s when you snap too smoothly right on him, the intimate yet clothed feeling of you enough to make him moan in distress

“please?”

it’s instant relief when you’re back to kissing jungkook again and he might just bURST at this point and you’ve only been kissing him

tasting your lips is his first priority and breathing’s his second that it makes you chuckle with how needy he is, having to push him off because you know he’s getting light-headed

jungkook’s regaining his breath and he still wants mORE unsurprisingly

you’re taking off his shirt and stripping off his pants that leaves him with his boxers but on the other hand, you’re sTILL fully-clothed sans the varsity jacket

he’s about to do something with that which explains his grabby hands trYing to take off your shirt

but his hands not only get slapped away again, you’re pINNING them down back to the bed

“y/n i swear-“

he’s growing restless because he needs you right here and right now but you’re just tOO stubborn and bossy which is definitely a switch of roles

you grind on him a little too roughly than you intended to but the feeling’s more than welcome because you feel so fULL already and it makes jungkook unintentionally thrust into you

your shorts are feeling more than damp and his boxers are being a little tOo tight now

that’s when you lift yourself up from his crotch and let go of his hands, your face dangerously near his as his pupils shake

jungkook’s clearly looking at your centre and he whines when you still (purposely) won’t get what he’s trying to say

he’s always clearly had a vision of eating you out in your volleyball shorts that’s for sUre

but he didn’t imagine it like this and you know what he’s not complaining his hips try to buck up but to no avail, your finger hooked underneath his chin to make him look at you again

jungkook looks sO fucked out and he knows that far

he cries like a lost puppy with how you press your thumb to his bottom lips, your other hand making soothing circles on his chest

“you want a taste?” you ask ever so gently and that makes kook nod more than eagerly, about to pull you by your thighs and his mouth’s wAtering just by thinking about it

it’s the tut you give him again that makes him succumb, throat strained as he trains his pleading eyes on you for permission

“p-please?” jungkook’s too impatient to wait for an answer as he roughly grabs you to position your clothed core right above his face, immediately pressing his nose to inhale the scent of you with his lips ghosting your already-soaked folds — something so obscene about it that it almost makes your knees buckle, “that’s a g-good boy.”

he’s rELISHING on the slip of your tongue and he wastes no times in taking off your shorts, diving in with an eager tongue that takes you off-guard

now this is the real deal

jungkook takes mUCH pleasure in giving you yours and the unhinged and dirty moans you’re giving him are egging him on further

you taste so sweet and it’s enough to make him dizzy with how you’re opened up to him and for him only

he has a death grip on your thighs because you keep twitching and on the other hand he’s cravinG for you to take everything he’s giving you

he slips his hand to thumb at your clit in desperate circles and god the countdown to when you’re gonna reach your peak becomes alarmingly too near

jungkook doesn’t stop when you’re tugging at his hair roughly or when you’re yelling out his name like a mantra

jungkook doesn’t stop either when his face from the nose down is starting to get messy with the taste of you

doesn’t stop either when he’s starting to see your eyes become glassy and your lip trembling

absolutely doesn’t stop when you snap suddenly and gush over him because in fact, he still continues with much more fervor

jungkook was messy and kept lapping up at what you were giving him that’s enough to drive you into anoTher orgasm with how sensitive you are

holy fuck

jungkook’s laughing against your neck as you’re draped over him, making flowers bloom on your neck with his tongue as he makes you catch your breath

“there’s still another gift i haven’t showed you.”

okay nOW you’re nervous

kook stops pressing kisses and your words obviously make him perk, trying to hide his fascination and excitement but that’s poorly-done with how he’s trying to hide it

“you have mORE?? think y’already gave me heaven if i’m being honest”

he wouldn’t be opposed because honestly speaking his stamina as of the moment would last him aLL night and he’s on a high just from eating you out!!

oh my god you can’t possibly fall in love more with jungkook

you’re tracing the sweat that’s going down on the necklace and it makes you go lightheaded with how perfect he looks

the imprint of his bracelet’s marked snug on your left thigh with how hard he was gripping you earlier

he’s patiently waiting and waiting on you, drumming his fingers on your thighs in anticipation

here goes nothing!!!!

you take off your shirt and aHH jungkook visibly moans at the sight of a bare you

he’s right you are the present

but nO that’s not what you’re trying to get at

jungkook has his wandering hands taken down for the nth time this week but something about this feels a bit more special and reserved

he’s a little lost when you get off from him and instead sit beside him against the pillows, still kneeling on the bed so you could be higher than how he’s sat right now

he is mORE than lost when you smile at him gently and take his hand to —

oh

oh my god

oH MY GOD

it’s a tattoo

it’s a tiny and dainty tattoo on your rib in black ink

JJK

“jjk? that’s-“

holy fucking sHIT

everybody shut up!!!

everybody pLEASE be quiet jungkook needs a moment rn

it’s his initials

in his handwriting

on your skin.

oh my god

you’ve always adored jungkook’s tattoos i mean it’s nOt a surprise for anyone

they peak from time to time but sometimes they get covered with his coach jackets and his hoodies

and it’s at home where you can see them all

there’s a little inkling in the back of your head that oOH you’ve always wanted one like what he has

what was holding you back was that maybe it would affect your career or whatever

you and jimin read the guidelines for a whole hour and it wasn’t illegal for players to have tattoos!!!

as long as it doesn’t go against the rules and it won’t hinder your play

tattoos on the wrist or in between the fingers or in the forearm were a little risky because it’s always in direct contact with how you play

jimin was all thumbs-up on your idea because he himself has a couple of tattoos and was all wOah that’s so sweet!!!

taehyung was very warm with your idea and he swears that he’ll get one soon just give him some tIME to conceptualize what would his first one be

yoongi agreed and he alsO has tattoos himself and he was the most realistic (?) out of the four of you going “well you and jungkook better not break up lol”

he thought of it more and honestly?? he doesn’t see you and jungkook breaking up because there’s just sOMETHING alright??? something so unbreakable

jimin and taehyung and yoongi made a bet when you were getting your tat cleaned up that lmao what year would jungkook propose in

it’s your first tattoo and like you didn’t want to dive in head first and have a whole sLEEVE tattooed on the first occassion ya know

so why not the one you love?

and like it’s hidden by a shirt and obviously not a LOT of people would know about it and —

oh wow

uhhhh

jungkook’s.... crying?

he loves you sO much you have no idea

you’re tasting the salt from his tears when he kisses you so tenderly but it’s okay you don’t mind

he’s the one pinning you down this time and well he used to swear that he’s nEver the one for giggly sex

but oh god look at him now

mAYBE THAT’S WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU’RE HAPPY AND ON CLOUD NINE!!!

he has your hands flat against the mattress before he holds them :D

this is jungkook’s best birthday eVER 

“wanna spend all my birthdays with you.”

you instantly giggle to his neck and that tickled him a little bit okay

“you wanna marry me??”

you’re feeling everything at once and you have never grinned sO hard and laughed

jungkook rolls his eyes but that’s only because he might burst if he keeps looking at you

“well i don’t have the ring yet dummy but yEs i do want to marry you!!”

mrs. jeon!!!

wow that sounds hEAVENLY

you raise your head to whisper to his ear, leaning down for you instead so you wouldn’t strain yourself, “say please.”

“i hATE you,” jungkook cackles and it should be illegal to how warm and content he feels!! 

“you love me!!” there’s a lil sing-song voice and of cOURSE he does!!

he’s so whipped for you and he might go to the ends of the earth just because you insist

“solid facts.”

“my god—“ jungkook stills, laughing at you who’s underneath him before he breaks out into a grin

a little tiny ᵏᶦˢˢ on your nose

“what was life before you?”

[retvenkos]

okay, i know that we established the fact that i once shipped u with our unproblematic king, steph(v)en meeks, but let's completely scratch this thought out of our heads, and we're actually missing the huge picture is that you'd be an absolute adorable couple with neil perry. actually, in all honesty, you'd be compatible with every poet, bestie! but.

neil & u would have a golden retriever boyfriend x girlboss duo, who's power would be UNMATCHED

obviously, i feel like in whatever au of whomever you end up with you and charlie are the reluctant family friends!!

and i think it's a given that neil would catch feelings first. i don't make the rules!

charlie would then push neil to talk to you at joint school party's (u can't tell me that henley hall and helton don't do school events together)

at first you're like 'ugh, charles, wtf do u want' and out pops neil like that one part where miss jenn welcomes mr mazarra to supervise the kids in s2, like a puppy dog

poor boy is so eager to talk to you, since he's seen you around town, and u did tech for midsummer (yeah, neil's alive in this au for my sanity and yours)

he ends up following you for the rest of the night and u both end up watching the party from the school staircase, talking about everything and anything

eventually you start hanging out with the poets, and obviously have clara, linds, and i come as moral support for hanging out w/ teenage boys

you both grow super close, and during the spring show rehearsals (it's singing in the rain, because we all need neil perry as cosmo brown in our lives) at henley he's actually glued to your side, and when you're backstage, he's practically always staring off into the wings and the director gets vvv annoyed!!!

but you're probably the teacher's fave out of the techies, so u get a pass for constantly finding excuses for hanging out with neil during rehearsals

mr keating eventually meets you, and gives neil the biggest pep talk for asking you out, which neil swears he was "planning" on doing. (no he wasn't)

that doesn't work, so eventually todd says something to him.

nobody can tell u what he said exactly, all the boys know is that there was a lot of muffled yelling and unearthly screeching

todd is your #1 fan btw, u writers have to stick together, right?

cameron, is the boy that tells u neil likes u before neil actually does

don't yell at me!!! but i feel like you and cam would be besties, and cam telling u is the most affectionate thing ever (i'm a cameron apologist. just. remember that cameron actually really liked neil.)

u don't say anything, or get to, because afterwards cam simply! runs away?? laivgbiagvirau

leaving you actually clueless

so after that turn of events, cameron's a big dummy and goes up to neil and is like "she doesn't like u :("

like nO??? u actually didn't give her a chance to respond bestie!!!

so this leads up to the day of the show, mhm?

neil avoids u all night, and u even got him a boquet of flowers, and now u just feel stupid. like damn. did that freckle faced nerdy ginger just lie to my face on purpose?

u feel offended, and go outside of the back of the school, where surprise! u see neil sulking about you :(

you're gripping his flowers and oh no! it starts to rain!!

(DON'T YELL AT ME YOU DESERVE A ROM COM MOMENT WITH A THEATRE BOY!!! cringe deserves rights!!)

so u walk over to him, and hand him the boquet of flowers, mary janes starting to ruin and he just looks up with the brightest smile, and you swear it feels like the sun's coming out (it's not)

neil doesn't say anything after that, and probably starts singing 'u are my lucky star' underneath his breath, and it's an unspoken invitation to start dancing in the rain

u both catch cold the day afterwards, but it was worth it because u dorks can take care of each other as an official couple!

bonus: lindsay probably gushes over the waltzing in the rain, while clara and i go feral over the fact that u got sick jnwvtkjbnkj

n knee ways this was incredibly cheesy, but u deserve it for how many ships u do for all of us! i cannot actually express how much i adore the jesper ask (my beloved, PLEASE!!! i want to milo's goat mom and be the one he trusts with his pistols!!! that is all i-) and we actually need to talk about the fact that kaz & u would be a power couple (and a gorgeous one too, bestie!!) sometime else, because i have MANY thoughts on that.

ily and make sure to take care of urself today! <3

cASS!!!!!!!!!!! you don't know how much i laughed and smiled at this ask,,,,,, dps my beloved,,,,,,

first of all,,, you think i'm compatible with every poet??? my power,,, lol, no, but i love that for me.

and charlie as my reluctant family friend is truly a superior dynamic. we both annoy the hell out of each other but would murder anyone should they be mean to the other. we know far too much about the other, but also have zero idea how the other reacts when not around family,,,,,,,, it's actually becoming a favorite headcanon of mine.

and todd, cameron, and i being besties!!!! okay,,,,, but i get the distinct vibes that you would be related to one of the poets, and that’s also how we get an in to their meetings (someone’s like,,,, *sigh* can my little sister bring her friends to our meetings?) and i mean if i had to pick someone,,,,, it’s a tie between todd and pitts. i just feel like you would work perfectly as the more outgoing sibling of a shy idiot.

(and girl, about waltzing in the rain,,,, no doubt you and lindsay were the ones to teach me. imagine having a sleepover and teaching me to ballroom dance in your bedroom with the radio on. in this dead poets society au, we are having all of the cheesy rom-com friendship moments together. we go to malls together, we whisper about boys at our lockers (which are right next to each other for convenience), we go to the movies together only to see the idiot boys, we do makeovers for each other,,,,,,, covid has me yearning.)

also i love the characterization of cameron in this,,,,,, the whole running away and “she doesn’t like you :(” is hilarious, i dIED.

and we can be techies together!!!!!  i imagine clara and lindsay are actually performers, and after rehearsals when we walk home (because we all live in the same direction - spread across two neighborhoods for convenience) we share the tea between the actors and the techies. imagine our chaos <3.

anyway, who wants to daydream with me about this for the next 100 years???

and i’m so glad you love your jesper ship! i just love the idea of the two of you together. it’s golden. and me and kaz????? i have that energy???? i’m astounded and frankly, flattered.

[ridiasfangirlings]

Ridia-san, who do you think is hotter without glasses, saru or rei?

I feel like my answer to this one should be obvious XD Fushimi is always the superior option, even against the beauty of Munakata without his glasses. Though I guess the downside of Fushimi without glasses is that he looks a little more Niki-like but he still has some inherent Saruhiko-ness that zeroes that out. Seriously, I love that moment in episode five where his sword is against Yata's skateboard and his glasses are off, and his surprised look settles into a smile instead and he just looks so good. Look at this:

This is peak She's All That nerd-glasses to hot girl makeover, okay. Look at that smirk. Munakata tries, but he can't quite beat Fushimi when it comes to no glasses looks. (Though that said, I actually prefer them both with glasses. Megane fetish represent.)

[smollestnerd]

XigXem SFW Headcanons

I love doing these to get ideas for headcanons I wouldn’t normally consider, and since I finished filling these out today I thought I’d share! Borrowed from the @otp-imagines-cult post here!

(Just a heads-up, this is a messy mashup of canon-compliant and modern au headcanons)

1: Who spends almost all their money on the other?

Xemnas spends so much money on Xigbar. He doesn't even try to say no at this point, he knows Xig will get his way.

Xigbar sometimes feels guilty about how much Xemnas spends on him, but those feelings fade as soon as Xem comes back from shopping with bags full of gifts for Xig.

2: Who sleeps in the other’s lap?

Xigbar sleeps in Xemnas’s lap. It's rare that it's the other way around, usually only if Xem is extremely tired or upset (he'll fall asleep while being comforted and held of course).

3: Who walks around the house half-naked and who yells at them to put on some clothes?

They both do. Well, Xigbar runs around HALF naked, Xemnas is just full frontal at any given point if they’re home alone. Xig will tell him to cover up, but he doesn't ever mean it.

When they have guests, Xigbar is fully clothed 100% of the time. Xemnas, though? There’s always at least a 10% chance he’ll forget wearing a shirt is a thing people expect from him. Everyone is either too afraid or horny to tell him to put one on, thus the responsibility falls on Xigbar to tell him. (Again, about a 10% chance he’ll “forget” to tell him to put on a shirt.)

4: Which one tells the other not to stay up all night and which one stays up all night anyway?

Bold of you to assume they both don't have 11pm bedtimes.

But every so often Xemnas will lose himself in his work and suddenly it's 3am.

5: Which one tries to make food for the other but burns it all by accident and which one tells them that it’s okay and makes them both cookies?

Xigbar is forbidden from cooking anything that isn't microwaveable.

Xemnas's fallback career was fancy chef if “Superior of the In-Between” didn’t work out.

6: Which one reads OTP prompts and says “Oh that’s us!” and which one goes “Eh, not really”?

Neither, but only because neither of them are very online. I think if they were though, Xemnas would see their relationship in everything but not say anything out loud. He just smiles to himself and moves on.

7: Which one constantly wears the other’s clothes?

Xigbar is an accomplished hoodie thief. Xemnas wears Xig’s croptops sometimes to work out in, but always returns them when he's done.

8: Which one spends all day running errands and which one says “You remembered [thing], right?”

Xemnas is usually the one running errands, but he rarely forgets anything on the list. Xigbar always asks if he remembered everything, though, just to soothe his own anxiety, and quietly hoping to catch Xemnas slipping up so he has something to tease about.

9: Which one drives the car and which one gives them directions?

Xigbar drives ever since Xemnas got his license suspended for running too many red lights.

Or; Xig drives like a maniac and Xem is just so used to it he doesn't even bother to insist on driving anymore (unless he's the designated driver, which usually he is). Xem is lowkey surprised Xig has a clean driving record.

10: Which one does the posing while the other one draws?

Xemnas poses, Xigbar draws. Xig’s had plenty of lifetimes to perfect his hobbies, and even though he hasn't had time for them in a while, it doesn't take long for him to get back into the swing of things. What better way to capture his lover's radiance than through charcoal drawings and oil paints?

Plus, Xemnas absolutely adores the attention. He just basks in the glory of another being finding him beautiful enough to immortalize on canvas.

11: If they were about to rob a museum, which one does backflips through lasers and which one is strolling behind with a bag of chips?

I want to say Xemnas is the super cool backflip guy and Xigbar is the one with the chips, but honestly? It's the other way around. Xig likes to show off in front of his man, and who could blame him?

12: Which one of your OTP overdoes it on the alcohol and which one makes the other stop drinking?

Xemnas overdoes it. He doesn't drink nearly as often as Xigbar does, so he doesn't exactly know his limits. Xig tries to keep his eye on him and make sure he doesn't drink too much, but unfortunately Xem is REALLY good at acting sober, so Xig never realizes Xem has overdone it until its too late.

He takes really good care of Xemnas, though, no matter how drunk he is himself.

13: Which one likes to surprise the other with a lot of small random gifts?

Xemnas and Xigbar both surprise each other quite often. Xigbar gives Xemnas little things like seashells and shiny baubles he finds on missions/outings that he thinks Xemnas will like for his office shelves. Xemnas sends Xigbar flowers when he senses Xig having a bad day, and buys him every new book that Xigbar expresses even a passing interest in.

14: Which one keeps accidentally using the other’s last name instead of their own?

Xemnas. He's definitely the romantic here. He's got an Entire Notebook filled with different combinations of their names squashed together.

Xigbar is lowkey terrified of major commitment. He'd say yes if proposed to of course, but he'd never offer himself up like that.

15: Which one screams about the spider and which one brings the spider outside?

Xemnas saves it, Xigbar just squishes it. Neither are afraid but they have different approaches to dealing with bugs.

16: Which one gives the other their jacket?

On most cold days you can find Xigbar wearing a too-big leather coat and Xemnas in naught but a t-shirt or turtleneck.

17: Who keeps getting threatened by the other’s overprotective older sibling?

Ansem tried. He tried so hard. But he severely underestimated Xigbar’s resistance to intimidation tactics.

18: Who’s the first one to admit they have feelings for the other?

Xemnas. He planned out a whole mega-elaborate date for the two of them, and confessed his love for Xigbar.

Xigbar: "Wait we weren't dating already??"

19: How good would your OTP be at parenting?

They would make fantastic fathers, they'd care about their kids so much. But christ alive that household would be chaotic as all fuck.

20: Which one types with perfect grammar and which one types using numbers as letters?

Xemnas used to type with perfect grammar and spelling until he learned about text lingo. "It's more efficient, Xigbar, I am a busy man and don't have time to type everything out." It's a damn lie, though, he just thinks it's neat.

Hell will freeze over the day that Xemnas uses an emoji.

Xigbar relies on emojis and autocorrect and if it doesn't catch a typo or he sends the wrong emoji, “Oh well.”

21: Who gets attacked by a bully and who protects them?

The bully gets attacked by them.

22: Who makes the bad puns and who makes a pained smile every time the other makes a pun?

Xigbar is the pun king. Genuinely funny. “10/10 would hear again.” -Xemnas, probably

Xemnas tries sometimes, bless his soul. Xigbar just doesn't have it in him to tell him they're bad.

23: Who comes home from work to see that the other one bought a puppy?

To Xigbar's dismay, this has happened more than once. He's the dad that is against the pet but ends up loving it, and Xemnas just can't resist bringing home strays.

They have 2 big dogs, a little dog, and a cat, and have fostered a few puppies and old, sickly cats here and there.

24: Which one gives the other a piggyback ride when they’re tired?

When Xemnas gets too drunk to stand, Xigbar will give him a piggyback ride, but he never tells him the next day. Xemnas is too prideful and would be very ashamed to hear of it. Plus, Xigbar kinda likes keeping those moments between them to himself; like a secret he’s keeping safe for a special occasion.

Xigbar will ask for piggyback rides all the time, and Xemnas is happy to indulge him.

25: Which one competes in some sort of activity and which one does the overzealous cheering?

When Xemnas cheers for Xigbar, it's less overzealous and more normal cheering, it's just that Xemnas' voice is booming and carries over the rest of the crowd with ease.

(Don’t ask me what competitive activity Xigbar does, for I Do Not Know)

26: Who takes a selfie when the other one falls asleep on their shoulder?

They both do. The main difference is that Xemnas focuses the camera on Xigbar, and Xigbar gets them both fully in the shot.

27: Which one would give the other a makeover if they asked?

Both of them would be willing to give the other a makeover, but neither of them have asked.

But! Xemnas does Xigbar’s makeup sometimes, and Xigbar has bought his own style of clothes for Xemnas on a few occasions, just to see what he’d look like.

(Unrelated sidenote: they have matching onesies with cat ears and a tail that Xigbar refuses to wear unless he has to, or unless Xem asks him while Xig is wasted)

28: Which one owns a pet that the other is absolutely terrified of?

Before they moved in together, Xigbar refused to go inside Xemnas's house unless his husky was in the backyard. He got used to her over time, and now Xemnas sometimes comes home to them asleep cuddling on the couch.

Xemnas was never actually afraid of Xigbar's beloved corn snake, but he wasn't a fan either. He’d hold him, but he wasn’t thrilled about it.

29: Which one holds the umbrella over both of them when it rains?

Xemnas holds the umbrella, Xigbar holds the Xemnas

30: If your OTP went on vacation, where would they go and what would they do? Who would take the pictures?

In a canon setting they’d go worldhopping for a week, but in a modern au they'd take trips every year to cities and small remote locations around the world.

They've never been properly camping though. Xemnas refuses.

Their first trip together was small, just to a little known beach on the west coast. They lounged on the beach most of the time, and every night they ate at a different food truck. The last night they were there Xemnas surprised Xigbar with reservations for the fanciest 5-star restaurant in the city.

Xigbar thought he took all the pictures until he was going through them after the trip, only to find over half the memory card filled with photos of himself that Xemnas took when he wasn't looking

[soopysoap]

Uh, I read your post about having an 80's au for the foreigen kids. And since I'm a Foreigen kids stan, can you tell me more about it?

HI. ANON? ILY.

They're really just random n messy ideas and i forget how many there are but i'm throwing them all here

so the whole thing takes place in highschool and mainly surrounds the cockswolds cotswolds (mainly mark but rebecca is usually there too)

most of them are seniors, rebecca's a junior

mark is an unpopular nerd, therefore the main character because it's the 80s. so is rebecca but she's not the main character

uhh everyone else is kinda just there

like there are no side characters all the foreign kids are kinda equal focus- wise but the main one is mark i guess

like the leader of their group idk idk

estella is the stereotypical rich popular girl, but she's also a closeted lesbian they're all closeted tbh so she's trying to hide that from her mom. Her mom, instead of being all 'Blah blah blah brrak hearts to fuel my life' or something she's just obsessed with status and how popular Estella is. She's always pleased when Estella has a boyfriend, but it's not often. Basically Estella is more smiley and happy than she usually is, but she's stil usually indifferent. Smiles either when she's genuinely happy or wants something. Most of the time she's deadpan or rolling her eyes

Gaydamien is the rich popular jock, his ego is huge. His dad (since he cant be the son of satan in this one) is the principal of their school. He usually gets what he wants, no matter what. Instead of "You dare [insert something here] to the Prince of Hell????" its that but with "Damien Thorn???" yknow because of his last name. He's been dating Estella to boost his ego, mainly. Doesn't realize he likes guys yet. Estella and Damien hate each other, but everyone believes they're dating because they're too scared to say otherwise. They complain about each other to each other AND to people in private.

Pip is just- he's less of a nerd but more of a kid that's just. There. He isn't nerdy but he definitely isn't popular. At all. He's just a pushover man idk what to tell you. He's usually being bullied. He has a huge crush on Damien, because he got him out of trouble with some other jock like. Once. Always gets giggly around him, it's funny to watch. Also very passive aggressive @ Estella because she's dating him. They have very few classes together, but whenever they do he's always like "hey :) so hows damien" and she responds with "why would i know" and he's like "because??? youre dating him???" and she looks really confused for a second and then is like "OH- Oh yeah okay uh. I don't know. So." and then she starts complaining about him or something and pip is all ":) why not just break up?"

Pip also hates Christophe

Which, speaking of, Christophe is also an annoying egotistical jock who plays football with Damien. Damien and Christophe are best friends. Christophe and Gregory are dating in secret

Gregory is the stereotypical gay kid. No other way to put this. If Ryan Evans from High School Musical had a superiority complex. He's a theatre kid, and takes pride in tha- OH MY GOD. Rachel??? Maybe he's Rachel Berry from Glee??? it would kind of work idk,, ok uh anyway yeah he's always bullied for being openly gay and it sucks but he took defense classes in Yardale (yes he's still a transfer from Yardale, yes he constantly mentions it) so he's able to hold his own. But Christophe usually steps in to get Gregory out of there and tend to his wounds.

Rebeccaaaaaa she's the unpopular girl, just started school and doesnt know shit about it after being homeschooled almost her whole life. Has a little crush on Estella, but Estella "Doesn't" notice her. (Estella just thinks of her as some pretty girl who isnt worth her time) Rebecca usually keeps to herself, is usually gossiped about. Estella never gets involved, but whenever she'd get asked about it, instead of defending Rebecca she just says "I hardly believe any of the rumors. She was homeschooled, not taught in witchcraft or satanisim. Or whatever else everyone's saying. Everyone should really calm themselves, if they were so worried about what people thought of them when Rebecca started going here then they should get that in order first before ruining Rebecca's social life. God. You all have to grow up." So, not necessarily a defense but also not an insult. Rebecca still finds it sweet.

Mark is a neerrrrrrd 80s main character. Minus the popular love interest and yearning 😩 And also if the main character had a god/superiority complex.. he's bullied the most other than Gregory, mostly by Damien n Christophe. Girls don't like him, guys don't like him, he really only had Pip and Rebecca for a while. Pip because he's overly nice to almost everyone and wanted to befriend Mark immediately. Usually during lunch Mark sits with Pip and Rebecca. Mark has to hear about Damien all the time from Pip though, so that's annoying.

Uh I know that Pocket is TECHNICALLY a foreign kid but idk shit about him and dont really think about him but he's Estella's cousin and often hangs out with her since he doesn't really have a friend group. He's also really good friends with Pip. BUT since this is a horror au he dies off early

After theyre all friends some stuff happens yada yada yada Gaymien realizes he's pan and has a crush on Pip, Estella takes Rebecca out for a makeover , Christophe gets severely injured because this is a horror au as well, Damien and Pip make out at some point-

Estella and Rebecca both know that theyre Lesbians but they refuse to admit that they like each other

Kinda thinking of this as if it was stranger things or something so i definitely want there to be like... a series of bad events. everyone thinks everythings cool and fine and whatever and there are moments where our group kinda just get to chill n' be kids. idk i just want there to be a falling out in the group and then they all realize they need each other or something dumb like that

also for some fun chill moments we can have estella and rebecca walking around holding hands and laughing n' stuff bc they love each other idk idk

and after the falling out when they all join together again estella is the first to see some scary stuff but she was also the first to drop everyone except damien and christophe (because of her mother) and so she blames herself and doesnt think she can go to them and just has to deal with it on her own

eventually she tells damien who immediately tells pip who immediately wants to get the group together again

everyone's (the cockswolds) are reluctant to hang out again because of the way they were just forgotten so easily, but they go anyway. because of the horror stuff. they both are pissed at estella though

at some point estella gets badly hurt and rebecca saves her and starts nursing her back to health

estella: why are you... why are you doing this. dont you hate me?

rebecca: i'm doing it because i actually care for you, idiot.

estella: i care for you i just... couldnt...

rebecca: what? spend time with a lowlife like me?

estella: you know thats not what i meant-

they go on like that for a little while longer until they wind up confessing to each other "Because I love you! Is that so fucking hard to believe?!" Would be rebecca's and Estella's would probably be "I don't hate you! You're my favorite person, and I hated having to stop hanging out with you! I love you, okay?!" it would be :) fun

damien and estella come out to each other first. well- damien doesnt really come out he just tells her how confused he is and they hug it out and estella tells him she's a lesbian and they both talk a little while longer and decide that breaking up would be the best idea

thats all i've really figured out for sure,, i have some more ideas but this is. a lot already so. i'm just gonna stop before i write too much 👉👉 anyway, anon ily ty for this. also sidenote: the horror stuff has to do with weird sacrificial cults. i know i have nothing for that and really only talked about how everything starts and drama instead of the interesting stuff but 🥴 i have no defense i just love my kids ok drama is fun

[p-artsypants]

Longest Night (41) Humbugging

FF.net | Ao3

“You better not be naked!” Was the only warning Marinette and Adrien got before the blanket was ripped off. 

“Oh good, I don’t know what I would have done if you were.” 

Marinette rolled over to look at the interloper. A blonde, hands on her hips, and looking down at them with a superior smirk.

“Chloe?” 

“In the flesh! Now, I know you missed your number one fan, but Gabriel was hesitant to let me visit while you were in the hospital. Something about being ‘too excited’ and ‘physically rough’. Naturally, I consented to wait, because I’m self-sacrificing and I knew I’d leap on my Adrikins the moment I saw him!” 

Adrien grunted, and pulled Marinette closer to him, still very tired. 

“Why are you here?” Marinette asked, not hiding the irritation in her voice. 

“Because it’s Christmas Eve and I was invited!” 

“No, I meant, why are you here in Adrien’s room, this early in the morning?” 

“As I said, it’s Christmas Eve. We’re having a big party and I’m going to give you a makeover!” 

“Like hell you are.” 

“What, you don’t expect to have dinner with Jagged Stone, Gabriel Agreste, and moi in your pajamas do you?”

“It’s not comfortable to wear anything else right now.”

“A poor excuse.” 

Marinette scoffed. “Chloe, get out of my face. Get out of this room! Don’t you dare think you can boss me around!”

Not one to be impressed by anger, Chloe huffed and turned to Adrien. “Adrikins, do you believe this? I’m here to help and she just…spits in my face!” 

Adrien did not share her sentiment, as he growled at her in disapproval. 

Chloe deflated. “Look…Do you want me to get sappy? Cause I will. I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t care, okay? Ladybug gave me a chance and was patient with me, even when I was mean to Marinette. I owe you a lot. So just...let me do this.” Then she grimaced. “Please?” 

Marinette let out a groan. “Ugh, fine. But take it easy on me, okay?” 

“Just going to do your hair and a little make up, and I brought this outfit over that you’re going to look fab in!!” 

“Can’t wait.” She said dully. 

—

Truth be told, it really wasn’t all that bad. The dress Chloé brought was gorgeous, a black base with a red lace overlay. It was comfortable and fit just a little loose, though would have fit her perfectly if she was at her normal weight. 

“I was going to bring you Louboutin heels, but Alya said you had stitches on the bottom of your feet. Naturally, I protested because you know as well as I that beauty is pain. But I suppose you can just wear them some other time. I’m expecting you to, you hear me?”

“You want to give me louboutins? Knowing my knack for tripping on a flat surface?” 

“Oh puh-lease. Louboutins are designed for Ladybug! Black and red? Fierce? And besides, if you do fall on your face, that will just make me even happier!” 

“Gee, thanks.” 

Chloe was surprisingly gentle when styling her hair. She curled it and pinned it elegantly. 

The shaved side of her head still had ‘Cochon’ tattooed on it. Not much to do about it at this stage, but her hair was dark enough and had grown a bit so it was a little harder to see. 

“I think I’ll give you Smokey eye! Cover up those bags, and really make those sapphires pop!” 

“If you say so. Just don’t stab my eyeball.” 

“No promises!” 

As Chloe carefully applied the eye shadow, she spoke, “you know, I never believed for a second that you took naked pictures of Adrien back then.” 

Marinette rolled her eyes, though the action went unnoticed. “Sure. Because you were so supportive back then.” 

“I was plenty supportive!” 

“Chloe, if you want to pretend you’re a good person now, fine. Good for you. But I spend a month in silence, reliving that moment in the classroom over and over again. You mocked me, just like everyone else. Don’t try to rewrite history.”

“Mocking people is a reflex. No matter if I agree with them or not. It’s what I do.”

Marinette gave a defeated shrug. “I guess I believe that much.” She shook her head and pulled away from Chloe’s makeup brush, “but, look. I can see what’s happening here, and I’m going to warn you now. You all of a sudden want to be friends with me because you found out I was Ladybug. You hate me. You’ve said it several times before, right to my face. You’ve purposefully gotten me in trouble just for kicks. And now, you’re trying to just sweep it under the rug. I understand guilt. I understand gratitude towards Ladybug. But we’re not friends. I have a lot of hurt and anger from the past that I’m not just letting go. Right now, I need real friends around me. And so does Adrien. So if you’re here for clout, or in it for personal gain, and I find out? You will never speak to Adrien or I again. Do I make myself clear?” 

Chloe shrunk at the tone. Though Marinette hadn’t really given her a warm reception at any point of the day, the raw venom that dripped from her lips was so sharp, so vile, that it was repulsive. She didn’t sound like Marinette or Ladybug. 

Chloe didn’t say anything for a moment, but finished applying the makeup. Then she calmly and quietly put her supplies away. 

“Marinette…you make me want to be a better person. I…I was jealous. You always had friends and a warm family and just…well, everyone liked you, and you made it look effortless. So, I’m…I’m sorry.” Chloe clenched her eyes tight, willing the tears to stay back. But it didn’t work. “The day you were taken…” She croaked. “Alya and some other classmates came to the hotel and asked if I had seen you. I laughed then. I told them that if you had run away, then it was good, because you wouldn’t have to deal with a bunch of greedy idiots. I said I was glad you were gone. But then…then I saw Ladybug and Chat Noir…” 

Marinette had only ever seen Chloe break down crying like this once, and it was while she was Ladybug. Back then, she had pulled the truth out of her like an abscessed tooth. But this time, the truth was bursting from her, like she had been holding it in from that very moment. 

“As soon as that…that woman took off your mask, I knew I had messed up. I was so ashamed of everything I ever did. I wanted Ladybug to respect me so much, and I just treated you like dirt. My…resentment of you would just not leave…and Adrien—“ She wasn’t able to finish that thought as she just broke down. She cried and cried as Marinette just sat and watched. 

Finally, after many minutes, Chloe’s cries started to subside, and Marinette just wadded up some toilet paper for her to dry her eyes with. 

Chloe took it graciously. “I came here with a plan, you know. I was going to take charge. Not take no for an answer. Like trying to give a cat a bath. But under no circumstances was I supposed to think about what happened on the stream.” 

“Didn’t work out, huh?”

“My plans never do.” 

“Well. Your tears certainly seemed genuine enough. Thank you for apologizing. This doesn’t mean we’re friends, but it doesn’t mean we never will be.” 

Marinette should have braced herself for the incoming hug, but dealing with Chloe was anyways a crap shot.

“Thankyouthankyouthankyou!!”

“Sure, let me go.” 

—

Once Marinette was all dolled up, she and Chloe came out of the bathroom for the big reveal to Adrien. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, and sat up a little straighter at Marinette’s appearance. His eyes widened with unshed tears as he mouth opened slightly. 

“That bad, huh?”

He opened his arms, beckoning her to him. 

She obliged, standing between his legs so he could press himself against her stomach. She patted his head. 

“You didn’t think you’d get out of a makeover too, did you?” Chloe asked, trying to get her bossy attitude back. 

Adrien looked up at her, slightly afraid. 

“I’ll have to help you with him, Chloe.” Marinette added. “He’s still too weak to stand on his own.” 

“Fine then!” She went to the dress bag she had brought along and took out Adrien’s outfit. “Here we go!” 

It was a lovely black cashmere sweater, with neon green pinstripes. But the pants were white. 

“He can’t wear those pants Chloe.” 

“And why not? He looks good in white pants!” 

“It’s not that…his skin graft…” 

“On his back though? That’s why the sweater is black!” 

Marinette sighed. “Where do you think they got the skin for the graft?” 

“Oh.”

“Not that he is actively bleeding down there, but his bandages do leak. It’s best if he wears black. 

“Yeah, okay,” she relented pretty quickly. She put the white pants away and went into Adrien’s closet in search of black slacks. 

While she was away, Marinette helped Adrien out of his pajamas. It was slow work with the stitches in his back. First his sweatshirt was removed, then his shirt. Then Marinette held him up as he shucked off his sweatpants. 

Chloe returned when he was down to his underwear. 

She nearly shrieked. 

Adrien flinched at the sound, and coiled closer to Marinette. 

“It’s alright, she was just startled,” Marinette soothed. Then turning to Chloe, “You’ve seen him naked before, there’s nothing to be startled about.” 

“I-I know…I just…his sweatshirt hid…” She didn’t finish her sentence. She didn’t need to. 

Both Marinette and Adrien lost a substantial amount of weight in solitary, due to starvation and atrophy. But since Adrien was so tall, he looked much worse. Chloe could wrap her hand around his forearm and touch her fingers. 

It wasn’t the worst that they looked, but it still wasn’t great. There was a long road of recovery left. 

Getting Adrien dressed was easier, since Chloe had been able to help. She just gave him a little foundation to cover the bags around his eyes. Then she gelled his hair to look a little neater, sort of how it used to be. 

But with blond hair, the word ‘chatte’ was still clearly visible on the side of his head. 

“Are…you guys planning on getting those tattoos lasered off?”

Absently, Marinette scratched her tattoo too. “I might just leave mine. I don’t plan on shaving my head like this again, and my hair is dark enough, it will be covered. Otherwise, I’d have to keep it shaved the entire time it’s being lasered. And it’s not a one and done deal. I talked to my doctor about it. It’d be a couple sessions over several weeks…I just don’t think it’s worth it.” 

“And Adrien?”

He just shrugged.

“I guess we’ll just see how it looks once his hair grows back in fully.”

There was another knock at the door. “Are my kiddos decent?” Asked Tom.

“Yes papa. Come in.” 

Tom entered, and then cooed when he saw them. “Oh pumpkin! You both look wonderful!” 

“Thank you papa.” 

“Here, mama thought you might want to wear these.” He held out two plush pairs of house slippers.

“Oh, those look comfortable!” She dropped her pair on the floor and scooted into them, while Chloe helped Adrien put his on. 

“Ready to go down? The Cesaire’s are here and I heard Jagged’s on his way.” 

“I’m ready, are you Kitty?”

Adrien gave a curt nod. 

“Chloe, could you help me down the stairs? My dad has to carry Adrien.”

“O-oh, yeah, sure.” 

The lobby was alive with merriment. Ella and Etta ran around playing tag with Alya and Nino, while Gabriel, Sabine, Roland, Gina, Otis, and the Gorilla shared coffee and croissants. 

As soon as Marinette and Adrien started down the stairs, a pair of colorful blobs whirled over to them, revealing to be Tikki and Plagg. 

“Ahhhh Christmas! A holiday of great food!” Cheered Plagg, “I think I’ll take my first nap in my favorite spot!” And he curled up on top of Adrien’s head. 

Tikki looked fondly over her chosen. “You look really pretty Marinette!” 

“I clean up well.” 

 “You can bring Adrien right over here Tom.” Said Gabriel, gesturing to an open spot on a loveseat. 

Gingerly, Tom sat him down and brought over an ottoman so he could put his feet up. 

The game of tag had ended. 

“Girl, your dress is so cute! It looks perfect on you!” 

“That would be Chloe’s doing,” Marinette tilted her head in Chloe’s direction. 

“Are you comfortable enough?” Sabine asked. 

“I am for now.” 

Alya went to call her sisters over, but they were nowhere to be seen. 

“Ella? Etta? Where did you guys go? It’s not polite to snoop around someone else’s house!” 

“We’re not snooping.” Said a tiny voice. 

Alya peered over the banister to see her sisters peeking through the stair railing, looking at Marinette and Adrien. “It’s okay,” she assured. “It’s just Marinette and Adrien. I know they look kind of scary, but they’re okay now.” 

“Do they know?” Marinette asked, settling on the couch next to Adrien. “Who we are?” 

“You’re Ladybug and Chat Noir,” Said Ella. 

“And you were kidnapped and tortured,” Added Etta.

“We didn’t let them watch the stream,” Otis clarified. “But we were very open about what was happening. They were getting questions at school, since all their classmates know Alya runs the blog.” 

“Ah, I remember now.” Marinette spoke, as the forgotten night’s memory returned once again. “Lady Lacrima and Grimalkin paid your apartment a visit.” 

“What?!” Cried Alya. “When did this happen?! Why didn’t you tell me, dad?!” 

“They came and went before we could do anything. Your mother gave them some food...it was really in your best interest you weren’t there.” 

“But we were looking for them!” 

“And we were looking for you, Alya.” Marinette said calmly. “But not in a good way, I’m afraid.” 

“Me? You were…I was one of the people you wanted to hurt?” 

Marinette frowned, still caught up in a lot of bitterness. “In solitude, my annoyance with you and the class became…something of an obsession. I felt so hurt, so betrayed by my own support network that it drove me a little insane. I convinced myself that you didn’t care about me. I know now that that was misguided. And even if I was truly angry at you and you had done something wrong, I never would have hurt you. It was only because I was akumatized that I sought you out with malicious intent. Can you forgive me?” 

“Of course girl! I know as well as you do that akumas act against their will.” 

Marinette screwed up her lips. “I just remembered…when we were akumatized, Hawkmoth asked us to go home and heal, no Miraculous required. He knows our identities, and he could easily overwhelm us. I can only wonder why he hasn’t contacted us yet. He was never above taking cheap shots.”

Unseen to Marinette, Gabriel took a sip of his coffee, hiding his sheepish face in his mug. 

“Maybe he feels guilty?” Sabine asked, helpfully. 

“Maybe.” Marinette sighed, scooting a little closer to Adrien. “At any rate, I’d like to thank him. He saved us. Or, rather, gave us the ability to save ourselves. Whether or not he is still after the Miraculous, he still saved our lives.”

Ella and Etta had started to creep closer, still keeping a healthy distance as the adults talked. 

Marinette noticed and looked right at them, making them recoil slightly. 

“You don’t have to be afraid.” She said calmly, “but you don’t have to accept us. If you’d rather stay away, that’s fine. I’d understand after how badly we scared you.” 

“You remember?” 

“Yes. It didn’t happen right away, but we remember it all now.” 

“Wow, cool.” This seemed to intrigue them more than push them away. “We don’t remember what it was like being Sapotis.” 

“Is it because you’re Ladybug?” 

Marinette shrugged. “We don’t know why we remember, it just sort of happened.” 

“Ella, Etta,” Otis scolded. “Don’t smother them.” 

“But daddy--“

Before anymore arguments could happen, the front doors banged open, making Adrien and Marinette jump in fear. 

“Who’s ready to Rock and Roll!?” A voice shouted before a guitar riff filled the air. 

Adrien and Marinette relaxed slightly, but still on edge because of the noise. 

“Do you not know how to knock?” Asked Gabriel. 

But Jagged ignored it. “Christmas! My favorite time of the year! And I can’t wait to spend it with my favorite artist and model!”

Marinette gave him a fond smile. “Hello Jagged.” 

“There she is! The most beautiful girl in Paris! How are you, love?”

“I’m getting there.”

“Can’t ask for more than that, hmm? And you Adrien? You doing better?”

He shrugged. 

“Fair enough. Now,” he gestured Penny forward. “I have a gift for both of you, since it is Christmas.” 

“You didn’t have to, Jagged.”

“Sure I didn’t have to, what’s the fun in that? Here,” he handed them both shiny wrapped squares. “Open them now, I’m dying to see your faces!” 

Marinette smiled gently and unwrapped the gift. Inside was a CD case. “Lady Luck? What’s this?”

“Its my new album! A complete surprise that I’m going to drop next week, and you get advanced signed copies!” 

“This is wonderful, Jagged. Thank you!”

“And the best part,” he paused for emphasis. “All the songs are about you and Chat Noir! Your powers, akumas you fought, things you’ve said…it’s been in the works for a while. You’re very inspiring, Marinette.” 

Looking at the track listings, it was evident where he had pulled inspiration from. ‘Lucky’ ‘Cataclysm’ ‘My Lady’ ‘A bit of string and a paperclip’.

“I can’t wait to listen to it.” She said honestly.

Adrien nodded in agreement. 

The dining room doors opened, and Marlena entered. “Lunch is served!” 

--

Brown sugar glazed ham, potatoes AU gratin, fresh croissants and rolls, green beans, and a desert of ribbon jello. 

A feast! 

Adrien picked at his food, his stomach clenching in unpleasant ways. He was hungry at first, but quickly became full and then nauseous. Marinette wasn’t too far behind. 

They just weren’t used to good food. 

“Are you alright?” Sabine asked gently. “You’ve barely touched your food.” 

“My stomach hurts.” She said as she set her silverware down. Adrien did the same. 

“Do you not like ham?” Asked Marlena. “I can make you something else.” 

“No no, it’s amazing! I just…I think I’m full. I’m sorry.” 

“It’s alright. There will be leftovers.” 

Adrien twisted in his chair, trying to keep the weight off of his wounds. This chair was just not comfortable. 

“Do you want to go sit in the living room?” Sabine asked. “I can bring you some sprite and saltines.” 

“Yeah, I think that might help.” 

Tom stood and came over to help Adrien. They both went to the living room, and sat down on the couch. 

Adrien instantly felt better. 

“Here’s the remote,” Tom said, handing it to her. “We’ll join you when we finish lunch, alright?”

“Take your time. We’ll just get started on the Christmas movie marathon.” 

Adrien pointed at a blanket draped over a chair and grunted. 

“Cold?” 

He whimpered. 

“Okay, let’s get this for you.” Tom unfurled the blanket and draped it over both of them. “There, nice and snuggly buggly.” 

“Thanks papa.” 

“Of course my little ginger snap.” He kissed her head.

Adrien whimpered again. 

“And you too, my little sea salt caramel macaron.” He also gave Adrien a kiss to the forehead. 

Adrien smiled. 

Not too far behind was Sabine with two glasses of sprite, a jar of tums, and a sleeve of saltine crackers. “I’m sorry baby, I didn’t even think that your stomachs might not handle heavy food like that.” 

“It’s alright. I wanted to eat all of that. And it was wonderful. A few tums and a nap, and I’ll be fine.” 

Adrien was already settling for a winter’s nap, as he pulled the blanket up to his chin and closed his eyes. 

Marinette took some antacid, a few sips of sprite, and then laid her head on his shoulder. She flipped through the channels to find a station marathoning Christmas movies, and just let herself relax and enjoy the afternoon. 

Keep the change, ya filthy animal. 

—

At some point, Marinette vaguely recognized the Grinch song playing and blinked to wakefulness. She had fallen asleep on Adrien’s shoulder as he slept on her. Alya was next to her on the couch, and Nino was next to her. 

Everyone was in the room, some asleep in chairs, while most watched the movie. 

“Hey sleepyhead,” Alya said softly as Marinette rose to wakefulness. “Feeling better?”

“A bit.” Marinette admitted.

Adrien also shifted with the noise, sitting up and wincing. 

“You alright, Honey?” Sabine asked as she noticed his facial expression. 

He tapped on his wrist twice, the sign they had made up for him to use whenever he needed medicine. 

Sabine nodded patiently and left to get it. 

“So, Nino’s going to have to take off soon.” Alya began. 

“We celebrate with my mom’s side of the family on Christmas Eve, and then my dad’s side on Christmas day. I would like to spend more time here, but I don’t see them often...” He rubbed the back of his neck. 

“It’s alright, Nino. I understand.”

“But before he goes…” Alya stood and put her hands on her hips. “Your dad said we have to find a pickle.” 

Adrien scrunched up his face as he looked at her. 

“That’s the same reaction I had, Sunshine.” Alya laughed. “He didn’t explain anything! He just said it was tradition and you specifically asked for it!” 

Marinette smiled. “It’s not an actual pickle, just a glass ornament.” 

“Okay, and it’s hidden?” 

“Yes, papa hides it, and then mama and I look for it. Whoever finds it, gets a prize.” 

“Why have I never heard of this before?” Asked Nino. “I want to win a prize!”

“I guess I never thought of it before. We’ve just always done it.” 

“The pickle is somewhere in the lobby,” Tom explained. “If it gets too hard, we can do hot and cold.”  

The players included Marinette, Alya, Nino, Chloe, Ella and Etta, and Jagged. Adrien was moved to a nearby chair to watch the whole thing unfold, his father sitting at his side. 

“It's odd to watch people tear our house apart over a pickle.” Stated Gabriel, watching as one of the twins tipped a priceless vase over very carefully to look inside. Luckily, she righted it a moment later without incident. 

Adrien watched for a few minutes, getting antsy. 

“Do you want to join?” Asked Plagg, sitting on his shoulder. 

Adrien nodded.

“I can make that happen.” 

Adrien’s eyes widened minutely at the insinuation. Surely, for something like this it would be okay…with an almost inaudible murmur, a flash of green took the room and grabbed the attention of everyone in it. 

Chat Noir stood shakily on stronger legs. 

“Adrien?” Gabriel asked with concern. 

Adrien simply pointed at the others and whined. 

“I…suppose there’s no harm in it. Just don’t over exert yourself.” 

Thrilled, Adrien toddled over to a corner of the room and started to search through a bookshelf close to the front door. 

A little tug on his tail pulled his attention away. 

It was Marinette of course, looking at him so smugly. “You know you’re standing under mistletoe, right kitty?” 

Chat looked up, noting that there was a sprig of mistletoe above his head, before the secondary thought of ‘is that a pickle?’ hit his brain. 

But by then, Marinette already had her arms around his neck and was pulling him down to her. 

Kissing Adrien would never get old. Not in a million years would she deny his taste, his touch, his scent. His claws delicately caressed her back, walking up her spine and sending shivers down to her toes. 

Distantly, she heard someone make a gagging noise before she pulled away. 

When she opened her eyes, he held a glass pickle right in front of her nose.

“Well, well, looks like we have a winner.” She smiled. 

Chat just shrugged, put the ornament on the shelf, and went back in for another kiss.

—

It was late. Today had been hectic, but definitely worth it. Tomorrow, they would all gather in the living room and open all the gifts fans had sent. Tom was making coffee cake, and Adrien and Marinette had a pair of matching sweaters that said, “why is the carpet all wet, Todd?” “I don’t know, Margo.” 

It was all very soft and warm and exactly what the kids needed. 

But there was still a lot of uncertainty on the horizon, mainly regarding Hawkmoth. He owed it to them to come clean, but Gabriel was hesitant to say anything. Despite the encouraging progress they were making, he still clearly saw the instability. One wrong move, and they would both shut down. 

His phone pinged with a new email. 

Or rather, an old email. An address he hadn’t seen in a long time, and immediately brought tears to his eyes.

My darling Gabriel,

I finally walked to the village on my own. The monks have cleared me to leave. Nathalie is preparing the return trip, though it looks like it should be a few weeks away.

I miss you and Adrien greatly, though I’m sure not as much as you miss me. Nathalie told me the basics of what happened, and I am prepared for the worst, I suppose. I understand if I won’t be able to see Adrien right away. I always want what’s best for him. 

Just tell me what to do. 

And I think I deserve an explanation. I heard you’ve been naughty while I’ve been gone. But I would prefer to discuss this in person. 

Either way, I love you, and Merry Christmas.

Love, 

Emilie

[romanianwilkinson]

MONSTER PROM QUOTES STARTERS

A collection of sentence starters from my saved screenshots of the game Monster Prom. Feel free to change words and pronouns as desired. CONTENT WARNING(S) FOR: Monster Prom spoilers, suggestive, cursing, crude content

“ It’s also probably why I have only six Instagram followers, but we all make sacrifices for our art. ”

[ JAW UNHINGES, BEES POUR OUT ]

“ We’re not interested in doing any crimes. ”

“ You! You’re renowned for your Tinder success. What’s your secret? ”

“ Oh, if it isn’t [ NAME ]. ”

“ The wizard’s frozen treats invariably turn me into a frog for some reason... ”

“ Perhaps I simply have not tried the right one yet! ”

“ That’s a common misconception! The key to being good is having a lot of money and punishing anyone who dares disrespect you! ”

“ [ NAME ] had a hard time forming any more iconoclastic opinions with his flesh on fire. ”

“ This should be good. ”

“ I’d present you with my grandmother’s wedding ring... Still attached to my naked grandmother! ”

“ I can see how the world will end. I can see how the world began. I can see my parents having sex, even though I totally don’t want to! ”

“ You’ve got twelve hours to choose the trendiest spot nobody’s ever heard of. ”

“ I’d ask her if she thinks this is ethical, but she’s as confused about the meaning of ‘ ethics ’ as she is about ‘ fair and democratic elections. ’ ”

“ That could be literally anyone, but my money’s on [ NAME ]. I’ve always suspected he was a suit of enchanted armor painted purple and sent here to destroy me. ”

“ That’s... That’s terrible. ”

“ I had the most tragic injustice befall me earlier this morn -- I was rejected from our school’s water polo team! ”

“ I hate to admit it, but that’s actually a very cool idea. ”

“ Let’s test this locket to make sure it’s not cut with lich, or banshee, or Clorox. ”

“ Everyone has some unfinished business. And it’d be a nice change of pace if, instead of judging other people as allies or enemies from your self-righteous throne, you actually tried to understand them better. ”

“ OH MY GOD MY NAILS ARE INCREDIBLE. ”

“ Well, well, well. Look who it is. We meet again. ”

“ Life should be about enjoying being alive. If you focus on all that heavy bullshit, you risk becoming miserable. ”

“ You... You’re actually right. ”

“ We did a good thing today. ”

“ WASSUP, LOSERS? ”

“ Isn’t locking your unpaid intern in a spike-filled sarcophagus... unethical? ”

“ Did you know that peasants have to do labor to make living wages?! They don’t simply have unlimited stores of gold! I was shocked when I first found out! ”

“ I DON’T KNOW HOW YOU GOT A DOVE TO FIND OUT WHERE I LIVE BASED ON MY EMAIL ADDRESS. ”

“ Don’t worry... I won’t ask how you know so much about the fetish community. ”

“ I noticed you in class the other day admiring my collection of slightly-used vintage bottlecap sex toys. ”

“ Most people are hideous, but I have yet to see one who is the most hideous. ”

“ Stop. This is the cool people table, where only cool people are allowed. ”

“ Boom! Drugs are always the answer! ”

“ But it turns out... that your love... was even more useful to me than your professional interest! I’ll take it! ”

“ I am on my knees, begging at the root of the tree of knowledge. Please, fill me with your seed! ”

“ I just... I love her so much and I want to make sure she’s as happy, or unhappy, or ruthlessly insane, as she can possibly be! ”

“ Looks like it’s disrespectful prison time for someone else, too! ”

“ Existential crisis: imminent. ”

“ Have you tried... Clicking it? ”

“ OKAY, FUCK THIS! YOU THINK THIS IS IRRESPONSIBLE? HOW ABOUT I SHOW YOU IRRESPONSIBLE! ”

“ What if someone puts... really spicy hot sauce in your drink? ”

“ You’ve also gotta write ‘ gullible ’ across your forehead in permanent marker. ”

“ To me it just looks like a gruesome and horrific offering to a pitiless god, like my uncle used to make! ”

“ Why do I feel like... I left my stove on when I left the house this morning? ”

“ Ethics? Oh!! You mean those things poor people have instead of royal titles! ”

“ I have a meeting of the Smug Superiority Club to conduct next period! I can’t be late! ”

“ WE’VE DONE IT! WE’VE CREATED THE METATRIANGLE! THE MOST META SHAPE IN EXISTENCE! THIS IS OUR FINEST HOUR! ”

“ I’ve always tried to pair pinot noir with blood... You know, because ‘ noir ’ means ‘ dark, ’ like my soul... ”

“ I took the liberty of having my spies discover the password to his account, so we can give it a total makeover! ”

“ Not sure what happened, but it felt nice. Maybe you can hypnotize me again later... ”

“ A prophecy foretells that I will one day fall asleep after an allergic reaction to an apple! ”

“ Only five or six of my potential solutions involved crimes. ”

“ You seem to be an 8.5 on the Frowny [ NAME ] Scale. ”

“ It was the third most romantic night I’ve ever spent in a crypt! Score! ”

“ My job skills are being the best, having fabulous hair, and telling people they’re ugly. ”

“ In my experience, anytime someone says ‘ there’s only one solution, ’ there are usually... multiple solutions. ”

“ That’s a very wordy definition. ”  “ Don’t listen to [ NAME ], he uses too many words. ”

[erism]

Townie Makeover: Nancy Landgraab

Another day, another edit! As much as I’d love for my posts to have structure (like one family at a time), I think it’s best to work on the backlog first before I proceed with other characters. If you frequent Reddit, you might have seen my post of this edit. Unfortunately, I actually lost that save so I had to remake Nancy from scratch. Hopefully, in this new edit, I have replicate if not elevated Nancy’s look! Now to the mother of evil (Malcolm) herself, let’s talk about Nancy!

Where to start? Let’s just say Nancy has really nice features....without EA’s interference. The glaring problem here is her green-ish/yellow brows matched with a terrible application of eyeshadow. I know Nancy’s supposed to be in the criminal career in Sims 4 but this character design was drawn from Sims 3 Businesswoman Nancy: the superior Nancy, let’s not lie.

I don’t even have to point out anything...Just look at that character design. EA, that’s not how you dress the spawn of Satan (kidding). But seriously speaking, I can see orange for Nancy just not that orange. I settled for this all-white dress because it looked like something a villain would wear. Villains are very stylish, okay! Also yes, I see those pixels showing up....I need to unload my mods folder.

I did love how this turned out, especially how evil she looks when she smiles LMAO. Truly in character. Love her or hate her, you can’t deny how good she looks with a makeover. I definitely had so much fun doing this edit so I took a couple more gratuitous photos with it. I’m in the process of editing her other outfits so an update on that will come soon. ;)

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Renovate Your Kitchen and Bathroom On a Budget with Painted Kitchen Cabinets

Meaning to give your kitchen a renovation but pulled back by budget?

Fret not amigos! You are not alone. Lifestyle shops and home decoration stores are striving night and day to offer amazing items for those with a budget cap. With a little bit of research (and some good luck), you can find awesome stuff for your kitchen at real low prices.

Here are some tips to help you out in your hunt for cheap kitchen cabinets.

Okay, first thing first. When you are giving your kitchen a makeover, plan it properly. Learn which things are easy to change or replace, and which are not so profitable to keep changing.

For example, giving your kitchen a fresh quote of paint, rearranging the furniture setups, changing the lighting of the kitchen, replacing the curtains and other decorations are on the easier side, both in terms of efforts and cost-effectiveness.

Whereas, replacing the kitchen floor, the countertops or the wall structures are on the tougher side, both for your pocket and your time. Kitchen cabinets, however, belongs to the middle category. On the one hand, they can be anything from pretty expensive to downright cheap. On the other hand, replacing them does take a certain amount of time and effort, however, it’s not too difficult to repel the idea.

So, when you think about it, buying modern cabinets and replacing your old ones can be an appealing idea if you want a serious makeover for your kitchen. But let’s face it. Even the cheapest shaker cabinets and other cabinets for the kitchen you can find are going to cost a good amount. And no matter how much you want, it’s probably not possible to replace them every one or two years keeping up with other things like paint and decorations.

In this situation, you should opt for a smart solution. White cabinets, for example, can be a great choice for you as they go well with almost any kind of décor. Modern cabinets with a sleek appearance and other solid and basic colors such as, black, grey, or brown can also be good options. Wooden or steel shaker cabinets are also very versatile options.

Now that you’ve decided what you want, let’s find out where to get it from.

1. Painted Kitchen Cabinets

When it comes to painted kitchen cabinets, RTA cabinets are the king. They are the perfect mid-low budget option for you if you want quality products. The main reasons for opting for RTA cabinets are:

Quality: Among all the options available for low-cost kitchen cabinets, perhaps RTA cabinets ensure the best quality. Superior wood and plywood are used to make RTA cabinets that offer you sturdy and beautiful cabinets that last longer than any readymade shaker cabinets.

Flexibility: You don’t have to compromise on aesthetics just because you are trying to save some bucks. RTA cabinets come in all shapes and sizes. Because they are custom-made to fit your kitchen in a perfectly, they increase the overall aesthetics of your kitchen by fitting in every nook and corner of the room where they are needed. Not just size, their look, and color are customizable too. Although it varies from manufacturer to manufacturer, it’s safe to say you get enough options in terms of color and design, all within your budget.

Low turnaround time: white kitchen cabinets are easy to assemble. With a few instruments at home, you can fix them yourself without any professional help. RTA cabinet stores deliver the items very fast since they are easy to carry. So, from booking your cabinets to having them installed in your kitchen, it all takes a relatively shorter time than any other option.

2. Second-Hand Cabinets

Not a big fan of RTA cabinets? The second-best option for you will be to search for some good-quality second-hand painted kitchen cabinets. Apart from Craigslist, you can also think about visiting local antique and second-hand shops to crack a good deal.

However, when it comes to buying second-hand modern cabinets, you need to be extra careful. Price should not be the only deal-maker in this case. You don’t want to waste your money on useless junks. So, when a deal sounds too good to be true, it probably is. Firstly, check out the material, built, and size of the cabinets. Find out the market price of a new one similar to the item. Depending on the condition of the cabinets, the second-hand price should be 40%-70% of the original market price. Doing a thorough health checkup of the cabinets can be a tough job. But take your time, use your eyes as well as you can, and ask questions to the owner. Seal the deal only when you’re 100% convinced.

3. In Stock Ready To Assemble Cabinets

If second-hand cabinets too are not your thing, another option for you will be to buy real Ready to Assemble cabinets. They are mass-produced and are widely sold in supermarkets as well as home décor shops. If longevity is not a primary concern for you, these cabinets can be suitable for you. And the best part is, they are super cheap. So, even if they don’t last as long as the other options mentioned here, replacing them with another set of cabinets wouldn’t burn a hole in your pockets.

Why Buy RTA Kitchen Cabinets?

RTA cabinets are the most popular cheap kitchen cabinet in the market and are preferred over Chinese cabinets and second-hand cabinets. RTA cabinets are easy to choose and install. The wide range of sizes, colors, and styles make it easy to match with any home décor.

The doors, cabinets, and drawers are pre-installed. All one needs to do at this point in time is to assemble them together. Cabinet DIY, one of the most popular cabinet manufacturers and distributors in the market, offers the widest selection of RTA cabinets, in all shapes, sizes, and colors. Apart from kitchen cabinets, Cabinet DIY also offers matching bathroom cabinets.

So, here are the useful tips that you can use to buy cheap cabinets for your kitchen renovations. We hope you find your best match (of cabinets!) very soon.

[strife-and-discord]

The Battle For His Heart

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Characters: Akechi Goro, Sakura Sojiro, Akira Kurusu (Persona 5 Protagonist), Morgana (Persona 5)

Summary: Goro's been at Leblanc for hours, not waiting for Kurusu or anything, it's just a nice working environment! However, that doesn't mean he doesn't want to spend some time with Kurusu when he gets home.

Unfortunately, Akira's distracted by other things when he gets home. Namely, dressing Morgana up in all the new clothes and accessories he just got him. Goro is less than pleased at not being the centre of attention.

A/N: yooooooooo what's this!!!! I've got a new fandom!!!!! Okay so this is my first time writing for Persona 5 but considering how obsessed I am with it at the moment it was about time. I gotta admit I had an absolute blast writing Goro, the whole "super polite on the outside but a bitch on the inside" is super fun. Anyway I had this idea on my mind and it's not too complicated so I thought it would be a good place to start, I don't think it's crack cause I believe Goro would totally do this but it is just a nice little humorous thing.

P.S Morgana doesn't talk cause by this point they are suspicious of Akechi so Mona doesn't talk in front of him.

It could be said by now that Goro Akechi had formed a habit. While the first visit to the back alley, coffee and curry cafe Leblanc had been planned for business reasons, the many subsequent visits less so. Goro likes to tell himself that it’s the best place to keep an eye on number one phantom thief suspect Akira Kurusu but he still finds himself drawn there even at times when he knows Kurusu won’t be there. Something about the place satisfies a part of Goro’s soul more than any other and while Sakura’s gruff attitude was mildly annoying at first, now that the old man’s warmed up to him a bit Goro must admit he enjoys the quiet company.

Although the place certainly draws him in with its rustic charm, even more tempting than the peace of the cafe is Kurusu himself. Goro’s well aware of how little time he’s spent with people of his own age group- As a child, it was because no one liked him, now it’s more that he doesn’t like anyone else- but the nights in Leblanc when it’s just him and Kurusu… and Kurusu makes him coffee just the way he likes it because he’s memorised Goro’s order by now and he teases Goro about always addressing him so formally with that oh so annoyingly smug but also stunningly beautiful grin and… and…

Goro jolts back to reality as if struck by lightning. What is he doing again? He blinks at the area around him, trying to piece together some clues. Oh right, he came to Leblanc to try and make a dent in the mountain of paperwork he’s got at the moment, however, he must’ve gotten distracted and dozed off. He’s not happy with where that little daydream about Kurusu was going, he is strictly Goro’s rival and anything else would be preposterous. It’s normal to notice a lot of small, intimate details about someone you’re spying on, right?

While Goro is distracted making a pathetic attempt at convincing himself Kurusu isn’t pretty a fresh cup of coffee clanks down gently enough not to spill but still rough enough to startle Goro out of thoughts… again.

“You look like you need a pick-me-up kid,” he looks up to see Sakura staring down at him with a frown, “It worries me sometimes how much work you always seem to have.”

Goro can’t help but scoff internally. Sakura’s hardly the first adult to say that to him and he has to resist telling him how useless his worry is, he did at least appreciate the coffee. “Ah, thank you Sakura-san! And please, you needn’t worry about me, I promise I’m not doing anything I don’t want to be doing.” He tries to end the statement with a reassuring grin but something tells him it won’t be enough to fool Sakura.

It doesn’t, going by the suspicious stare he gives Goro. “Tch, if you say so kid,” he grumbles, “Just try to spare enough time for being human.” with that, Sakura moves back behind the counter.

Spare some time for being human, hah! Sakura has no idea the kind of expectations that are on his shoulders. Goro’s not allowed to be just human, he has to be something more, something better, the Great Detective Prince Akechi Goro! Even with all that he does he knows there are still plenty who look down on him, people who prefer Shirogane over him, jealous peers, and snobbish adults who refuse to see him as anything other than a child. Time for being human is the one thing Goro can’t spare.

Just as Goro’s taking a mildly pissed off sip of his coffee, the little bell signifying someone’s arrival to the cafe rings and, like a trained dog, he can’t help but look up immediately to see who it is. More often than not he’s disappointed to see it’s just another of Sakura’s regulars, who Goro has surprisingly come to know and recognise. Eventually, there’s a point where he finds what he’s looking for, like right now, he sees that mop of unruly hair and the shine of glasses that often seem to mask the owner from Goro’s superior deductive skills.

Akira Kurusu walks into Leblanc for once wearing an expression Goro could identify. The other teen is clearly excited and if Kurusu wasn’t as subdued as he is Goro would expect him to have a spring in his step. For some frustrating reason, he can’t seem to tear his gaze away from Kurusu as he greets Sakura with a cheerful wave. Objectively speaking, he’s one of the plainest people Goro’s ever met, aside from the whole potential Phantom Thief thing. He barely says talks but Goro still finds himself hanging off every word he has to say and constantly longs for conversation. The whole situation is just ridiculous.

Despite said ridiculousness, Goro still prepared himself for the usual witty banter that was passed between him and Kurusu on the nights where they were fortunate enough to spend some time together. Kurusu, however, merely gave him a quick “hey Akechi” before turning back to the counter to pull out, of all things, that stupid cat, he’s always carrying around. Megan, Morgan...no that’s not it… Morgana!

“Kid, what the heck are you doing!? I’ve told you the cat ain’t meant to be down here,” Sakura scolds his young charge.

“There’s no one here but Akechi and he doesn’t mind, right?” Kurusu turns to look at him with a grin that says he has total faith he’ll agree.

“Oh uh… Of course not.” He smiles but he wonders if should feel flattered that Kurusu feels comfortable enough to goof off in front of him, or offended that he seems to have been disregarded.

Sakura scoffs, “Hmph, fine. Just don’t make a habit of it alright.”

“I won’t!” Kurusu responds cheerfully, “This is a special occasion.”

That was curious. What occasion could possibly include putting a cat on a cafe-bar? The right thing to do here would be to either simply ignore Kurusu and his feline antics in favour of actually getting some work done or to go home and finish whatever he needs there. Instead, Goro pretends to be working on something with his laptop when really he’s staring at Kurusu out the corner of his eye.

To his surprise he finds him reaching back into his bag and pulling out… tiny outfits? Wait a second... small outfits, that don’t quite seem to be made for a human, and it’s something to do with the cat… Kurusu must have bought clothing for Morgana.

As if on cue, Kurusu coos, not unlike a teenage girl, “Look what Ann and I got for Morgana!”

After displaying the items for Sakura he goes straight to work putting them on Morgana. Before long the cat is dolled up and Goro can’t help but be reminded of all the times he’s had to endure going through make up for his T.V interviews. He may have less than desirable feelings towards the feline at the moment but he could at least relate to its current torment. Although Morgana did seem to be handling it very well with only minimal squirming.

“I know you don’t like being manhandled but I promise it’ll be worth it, I’ll get you your favourite fatty tuna later as payment for modelling skills.” Almost as soon as Akira utters the words ‘fatty tuna’ Morgana settles down, Goro can’t help but be concerned with its apparent intelligence.

Goro tries to subtly watch the makeover process from the corner of his eye until Kurusu steps back from his creation. Morgana is fully adorned in a knitted, red and black, striped sweater vest, and a miniature jack frost style hat, it’s time for him to show off. Kurusu gets out his phone and a moment later Goro hears the cacophony of clicks signalling Kurusu’s impromptu photoshoot.

Sakura grumbles, “Hmph, well I guess he doesn’t look half bad.” With neither of them- annoyingly- paying attention to him Goro gives in to the urge to roll his eyes. Sakura clearly cares about Kurusu and his cat, why does the old man even bother to pretend anymore? Adults: always worrying more about their reputations then letting their families’ know they care.

“He looks amazing and you know it Sojiro, at this rate, he'll be a better model than Ann.”

“Tch, I think he’s got an unfair advantage being a cat and all.” Sojiro sighs, “It’s getting late and I still gotta make dinner for me and Futaba, I hope you don’t mind Akechi if I let Akira run the shop for the remainder of your visit.”

It takes Goro a moment to process that he’s being spoken to, “Oh, of course, Sakura-san, I don’t mind at all.” The smile he gives may be a little less fake than usual but it’s definitely not because he likes the idea of being alone with Kurusu.

Sakura waves as he takes his leave and Goro and Akira respond in kind. Normally, when Sakura leaves them alone like this, Kurusu would personally fix Goro a cup of his finest coffee (he’d always say) and they’d either play chess, have an intellectual discussion, or some combination of the two. However, Kurusu does not move behind the counter to put on his coffee-making apron tonight, nor does he get the chessboard from its place at the end of the counter. No, instead Kurusu pulls out another outfit from his bag of purchases and proceeds to start dressing Morgana in that one.

Goro can’t help but quietly seethe. Honestly, how many outfits does a cat need? None of these even look practical just stylish or cute. Neither of which is something a cat requires. If Kurusu had gotten the cat a sweater for the winter or some form of shoes maybe he’d be a bit more understanding.

Goro only has so much free time in the day and he chooses to spend a lot of it at Leblanc so is it too much to ask that Kurusu just pay him a bit of mind during this time? He has that damn cat on him every minute of the day. Kurusu is always vying for his attention at the worst possible times but when Goro’s present and not particularly busy he’d rather play dress-up with the cat… not that Goro cares that much…

… … Oh, who is he kidding of course he cares that goddamn much.

He’s so caught up in his internal rant that he barely catches Kurusu speaking to him. “Hey, do you mind if I go put my pyjamas on? it’d be more comfortable.”

Goro’s still always a little bit struck by how brief Kurusu is, even after all the time he’s known him. “Sure, I don’t mind at all.”

Kurusu makes his way upstairs, leaving Morgana on the counter. Goro honestly can’t understand how the thing doesn’t bolt as soon as Kurusu’s hands are off him, nonetheless, Morgana stays in his place on the countertop merely having a small bath.

Seeing how Morgana is distracted gives Goro an idea. It’s low even for his standards but quite frankly it’s been a long hard day and he can’t deny anymore that some attention from a cute boy would make him feel a lot better. And so, Goro taps into all of the stealth related skills he’s cultivated during his time in the metaverse in order to move quickly and quietly towards Morgana while he’s licking his paw. Like a predator catching his prey, Goro goes for the kill and grabs Morgana with both hands around his middle and keeping him at arm's length in case of any scratching attempts

The cat gives a yelp that, if Goro had been paying more attention, did not sound particularly catlike but didn’t lash out physically much to his gratefulness. Swiftly so as to be done before Kurusu comes back down he moves to the front of Leblanc and opens the door with his foot.

“I’m terribly sorry about this Morgana, I know it’s unpleasant, however, since you’re a cat and thus cannot understand me I’ll at least grace you with the truth of the matter.” Goro squats down with the cat. “We both seem to be top contenders for Kurusu’s attention but tonight you’ve managed to rise just a little bit higher than me and I did not come all this way just be ignored.”

Goro sighs and puts Morgana down, “In short, I want a little attention and to get it I need you gone for the time being.” He isn’t sure what the range for cats showing emotion is but he thinks if he had to say, Morgana is looking at him with pure disbelief.

He frowns at the cat, not liking the implication that it may be judging him. “Stop looking at me like that. You get to spend your whole days and nights with Kurusu surely you can just let me have this.”

He heads back inside and tries to recreate the way he was sitting to the best of his abilities, forgetting about the weirdly emotive cat. Kurusu comes down not a moment later and does a double-take when he notices his missing cat.

“Hey, where did Morgana go?’

Goro does his best to look innocent, “Oh, he started scratching at the door when you left, I thought he might need to go to the toilet or something so I let him out,” he tilts his head, “I hope that’s okay?”

Kurusu blinks for a moment or two before looking towards the door with a frown, “It’s odd of him to just leave. Maybe he was getting sick playing dress-up.”

“It is a lot to ask of a cat,” Goro points out.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right.” Kurusu looks a bit glum and it’s almost enough to make him feel bad.

“Would a game of chess cheer you up? I should go home soon but I have time for one match if you’d like?” This is it. The moment of truth.

Kurusu perks up a bit, “Yeah… That sounds nice, I’ll go find Morgana later if he doesn’t come back.” He moves to get the chess supplies from behind the counter.

Goro smirks inwardly. Victory achieved.

[me-a-hopeless-romantic]

Girls like her (pt.2)

He’s probably laughing at all the comments I’m getting.

@_emmachamberlain why are you hanging out with that whale who even is she,

@_emmachamberlain lmao look at the fatty run she could use the exercise

@_emmachamberlain where’s Grayson why did you guys replace her for Grayson she’s kinda ugly compared to Emma ngl

@ethandolan is running away from a twig and a log lmao

@ethandolan where’s Grayson why isn’t he there

@jamescharles can barely keep up with that girl shaking the ground like that

@jamescharles can you give her a makeover she’s desperate for one apparently

@graysondolan did you know you're best friends were hanging out with THAT you better come get them before she infects them

@graysondolan good thing you're not there you’d probably be sick just looking at someone like her

@graysondolan where are you, they are just hanging out with her out of pity

@graysondolan are you okay why aren’t you there w/ them

I close Instagram not wanting to look at the hate anymore. I see Emma scrolling through the comments and posts she’s been tagged in. “Y/N I had NO idea they’d be acting like this, I’m so sorry. Fuck I didn't mean for this to happen.” I just shake my head, the lump in my throat is burning and I can feel hot tears streaming down my face. My face feels like there are a million needles pricking my skin as I try not to let out a sob. I’m quiet as tears streak down my face one at a time. I swallow and give her a watery smile. “It’s fine, I know you didn’t mean any harm, Is it okay if I- uh- go home, I’m tired and I just wanna go.”

I stand up and grab my stuff and I feel Emma wrap me in a hug. James joins in on the hug and so does Ethan. They all squeeze me as tight as possible before I go. As I’m walking away from them packing up Ethan shouts out. “ If you need anything call me.” I shout back “ Thanks E, I will.” I smile and wave, my eyes are kinda sore from crying as I make my way to my house. I drive home in silence the comments running through my head. I get home and I strip from the bathing suit that once made me confident. That has now made millions of people get a good look at how ‘disgustingly fat’ I am. I take a shower and I cry a bit more my sobs drowned out by the running water. I get a huge sweatshirt that is big enough to hide me and I go to sleep sad and self-loathing at 4:00 pm.

I wake up again and it’s 12:30 am, I pick up my phone and I see that Emma has made a post on her story; telling her fans to stop harassing me and that I’m a sweet girl who doesn’t deserve to be treated like this. I keep getting tagged in posts that are fat shaming me. Death threats are being thrown in as well.

Fatty, Ugly, what a horrible girl, she deserves nothing life, what a loser, pathetic she can’t even run, they shouldn’t be around such filth.

I’ve never been a confident girl and this just makes it even worse. I start heaving and crying, All the hateful words spinning around my head. I can’t get the air in fast enough and my chest feels tight. I look down and I see I have like 40 missed calls some from my family. I have 10 from Emma and a few from James, I finally see the person I’m looking for. I hit call “Hey Y/N what’s going on-” I start heaving and crying again soon as I hear the worried tone in his voice. “Ethan everyone hates me, I don’t know what to do, What did I do.” I started sobbing even harder. I heard Ethan whisper-shouting at someone on the other side of the phone.

He walks into another room, I hear him close the door. “Hey, Hey, Hey it’s gonna be ok, Y/N we’ll figure this out together. Can you take some deep breaths or something because you are kinda scaring me.” He lets out a strained chuckle and I take a few deep breaths. “Did you get some sleep, are you okay?” I let out a tired sigh “ I was sleeping for hours actually, do you think I could come over?” I hear some muffled voices on the other side of the line ‘she’s coming-’ ‘o she can't stay -here’ ‘i feel-’ ‘i don’t’. Ethan picks the phone back up and he speaks in a soft voice. “Do you want a ride, I can come get you if you want?” I look at my car keys “ No it’s fine I’ll be over in like 15 minutes, I guess. Thanks anyway” I hear more muffled talking. “ No problem, Y/N I’ll be here waiting for you.” “Bye Ethan.” I hang up the phone and I grab my charger, I pull on my leggings slowly. I lock my house and I get into the car, this drive is even quieter than the last.

The scenery of California at night flies past my car window, the palm trees have an eerie glow to them because of all the street lights. I breeze my way to Ethan and Grayson’s house. I get to their driveway, I pull up to the house. I get out of the car, I knock on the door. My heart drops into my stomach as I see Grayson walk up to the door. His brow is furrowed into a deep grimace. “Why are you here, do you know what fucking time it is? I can’t believe you are here after that fucking stunt you orchestrated with Emma, what is your problem Y/N was 300 followers not enough for a girl like you?”

I took a deep breath since he wanted a fight that was what he was gonna get.  My voice was deep and raspy from all my crying “Grayson Dolan, either move or I am going to snap on you right here and now.” I shoved my finger into his chest “ I didn’t do some stupid stunt it was an accident on Emma’s part. I don’t care what time it is, I’m here to see Ethan and you and your stupid fucking superiority complex can get out of my fucking way. I’m tired of your bullshit Dolan."

"Your head is so far up your ass you can’t seem to grasp ‘hey maybe me yelling at her won’t help’. I’m not in the mood for your idiotic speech, now move.” “Y/N I swear, get out-” I push past Grayson and he grabs my wrist.

I jerk it out of his grasp and I power walk to Ethan’s room. All the while Grayson is shouting at me. “Y/N, GET OUT.” I push the door open and Ethan is standing there awake with an angry look on his face. “Y/N what’s going on? Why is he screaming like that-” Grayson bursts into the room face red and a vein standing out on his neck. I have a deathly calm demeanor as I speak “ I was here to see you and he stops me at the damn door like a gatekeeper.” Ethan glares at Grayson but he’s not happy with me as well. “Grayson, what is your issue man? This little feud you have with her is childish and Y/N you have to try not to instigate good lord.” Ethan rubs his face and mumbles something like ‘these idiots’.

“Grayson we’ll talk later can you give us a minute." Grauson stays rooted where he stands. "please bro it’s not that serious.” Grayson scoffs but he leaves the room. Ethan pulls me into a hug, I let a few more tears that I’ve been holding in out. “I really am a good for nothing, aren’t I? Your brother hates me and he loves everybody.” Ethan pulls back and he has a sad look in his eyes. “Y/N he’s just being an ass for no reason and I thought I knew why but I really don’t get it.” I look down at my beat up black sneakers. “Can you sit on the bed for a second? I gotta go beat some sense into my brother because you truly are a sweet girl Y/N, He’s just stupid I swear.” I pull the corner of my lip up in a half smile at him. “Yeah, I can wait.”

He leaves the room. All I hear after that is a loud smack, I tune the muffled voices out. I wipe the last of my tears as Grayson steps into the room. He takes a deep breath and gives me a fake smile. I stare at him with my eyes bloodshot; I wait for him to speak first. He runs a tanned hand through his hair “Y/N, I’ve been an ass and I realize we gotta fix this mess that we’re in.” I roll my eyes, “How do you plan on doing that when YOU still hate me for the sole fact that I’m not skinny enough to be in your glorious presence .” He winces slightly. “I just got caught up in my own head and I realize that was extremely wrong of me.” I keep a bland expression on my face “So what’s your idea?”