#valentines for the girl versions and white day will be for the boys

[hakusins]

Happy Valentines ~ ! Do you accept their gifts ☆⌒(≧▽​° ) ?

[thelazyhermits]

It's a few days late, but I decided to remake the TWST Valentine's Day themed post I made a while back since my thoughts on Yuu's relationships with the TWST boys have changed since I made that original post. It'll be all underneath the cut.

Like Halloween, I think Valentine's Day is a holiday in TW, although it never gets mentioned. However, I'm gonna say that White Day doesn't exist, or at least, only gets celebrated in the eastern countries like in our world, meaning the TWST boys have never celebrated it/are unfamiliar with it.

So, unlike how it is in the east in our world, Valentine's Day isn't a day where just the girls give gifts. Both girls and guys typically give gifts in TW, although this isn't something that would cross most of the TWST boys' minds cause I feel like NRC and Valentine's Day just don't mix cause of how those boys are lol 😂

That all changes with Yuu, however, cause she has never gotten the chance to celebrate/enjoy Valentine's Day before, and she sees it as a great opportunity for her to show her appreciation for the people she has come to love/treasure. 

For the record, Yuu's chocolate isn't intended to be honmei choco (chocolate of true love) or giri choco (obligation chocolate), which are the two types of Valentine's Day chocolate in Japan. Her chocolate is a new kind that's supposed to convey her love and appreciation for her friends/family 💕

Because the TWST boys are only familiar with the western version of Valentine's Day, they don't know about true love or obligation chocolate, so there's no freaking out about that haha

Anyway, Yuu naturally intends to handmake chocolate for everyone because she wants to put all of her love for her friends/family into them, and she intends to personalize the chocolate for each individual to make it extra special.

But she doesn't make chocolate for everyone's Valentine's Day gift cause she knows Cater's not fond of sweets, so she goes a different route for him. And, of course, chocolate also isn't an option for Ortho who doesn't eat.

As far as when in the canon timeline Valentine's Day happens, it's after the trip to Harveston and before Camp Vargas.

However, Yuu started preparing for Valentine's Day after the VDC/SDC since, because she’ll be making a lot of valentines, Yuu needed a good bit of money since she's making gifts for 20+ people.

That's why, as soon as her schedule freed up, Yuu picked up as many shifts at the Mostro Lounge and Sam's shop as she could, so she could afford the supplies she needed.

However, in the end, Yuu didn't have to work as much as she had first thought because, on the day of Beanfest, Leona told Sam that Yuu could use his account to buy whatever she wanted, which Sam had brought up to Yuu at the end of that day.

Initially, Yuu had hesitated to use that money for anything unrelated to Beanfest, but Sam, who's the only one she has told about her secret Valentine's Day plans, convinced her to make use of Leona's generosity after telling her that Leona really wanted to reward her for entertaining him during Beanfest.

Besides, a prince like him would want the highest quality ingredients used for his valentine, right? Surely, he would encourage the use of his money to ensure that happens.

So, in the end, a lot of Yuu's Valentine's Day supplies were bought using Leona's money, which he doesn't find out about until after Valentine's Day cause Sam didn't want her surprise to be ruined.

Thanks to Sam always having everything that a person could ever need, Yuu is able to get all the chocolate molds and ingredients she needs, so when it comes time to finally start making everyone's valentines, Yuu is all ready to go.

Because of Grim's voracious appetite, Yuu ends up doing the majority of her Valentine's Day preparations the night before Valentine's Day while Grim is sleeping, and anything that requires more time to get ready, Yuu makes earlier and just asks Sam to safely store it at his shop to keep it safe from her gluttonous son.

As a result, Yuu doesn't get as much sleep as she normally does on the night before Valentine's Day because she stays up late making sure everyone's gifts are as perfect as possible.

Thankfully, Yuu is so excited about her first Valentine's Day that her lack of sleep doesn't really affect her. Of course, it helps that she had eaten a lot of chocolate due to her taste-testing everything lol 😂

That's why when morning comes and Yuu's internal alarm clock goes off she's able to get up without issue. She actually wakes up with more energy than usual cause she's so excited to give out her first valentine of the day, which will end up being given to someone who's especially dear to her.

With a noticeable pep in her step, Yuu hurries to get dressed, so she can meet up with Jack for their usual morning run.

Because she's so cheery/energetic, Jack immediately thinks something is up, but because Valentine's Day isn't on his radar, he has no idea what's going on and can't help but be a little wary lol

When Jack tries to question her, Yuu just grins and says he'll have to wait until their run is over, so a lot of their run is spent with Jack sending her side glances that are both curious and wary and Yuu grinning at his cute behavior.

After their run finally ends, Jack escorts Yuu to her dorm just as he always does, and Yuu asks him to wait on the front porch.

While Jack's waiting, Yuu hurries to collect his Valentine's Day chocolate, which she had left near the front door, so it'd be easy to retrieve.

With noticeable eagerness, a beaming Yuu gives Jack a cutely wrapped box of chocolates that look like cacti, which have pear jelly inside them, and wishes him a Happy Valentine’s Day.

Because he hadn't realized what day it was, Jack is surprised by this turn of events, and once he overcomes his surprise, he gets flustered, although he tries to play it cool. Unfortunately for him, his wagging tail betrays his excitement lol

As he accepts the chocolate, Jack tells her that she didn't need to get him anything, but Yuu explains that she wanted to make valentines for all of her friends, her sons especially.

And of course she had to give her beloved favorite son a special love-filled valentine, to which he predictably denies being her son haha

Because he's a polite boy, Jack thanks her for the chocolate and promises to return the favor, which leads to a surprised Yuu asking if TW has White Day.

Since Jack clearly has no idea what she's talking about, Yuu explains White Day to Jack, who says he's unfamiliar with the holiday but that doesn't mean it doesn't exist. It may just not be celebrated where he's from.

Despite that, Jack says that he'll be sure to get something good for Yuu for White Day since he wants to respect her country's traditions and give her a chance to celebrate that holiday as well. And, of course, most importantly, he wants to give her a return gift to express his gratitude.

Naturally, that earns Jack lots of affection from Yuu who can't resist doting on him after hearing him say such sweet things.

Despite his embarrassment, Jack doesn't complain like he usually does but only cause she just gave him a gift! That's all!

After Yuu finishes doting on Jack, he returns to his dorm with his chocolate while Yuu heads inside her dorm.

The next boy to receive a valentine from Yuu is Grim, who finally wakes up after Yuu has taken a shower and gotten breakfast ready for them. He’s very pleased with the large fish-shaped chocolate he receives, although he complains when he finds out that he wasn’t the very first person who received chocolate from her haha

Next on Yuu's list of people she made valentines for are Ace and Deuce who come to pick Yuu up at her dorm and walk her to school.

Normally, it’s just Deuce who does this when he doesn't have morning club practice since Ace doesn’t see the need in offering Yuu an escort unlike Deuce who just thinks it’s proper manners for guys to do this for girls. 

Ace’s presence combined with the eager looks the boys are both wearing make it easy for Yuu to figure out what they're hoping for, so she gives them the chocolates she made for them and wishes them a Happy Valentine’s Day. 

(While they won't admit it, Ace & Deuce had been looking forward to Valentine's Day and had been hoping Yuu would make something for them.

Deuce had never received a valentine from a girl before, so he couldn't help but be hopeful since he had always wanted one despite his shyness around girls.

Ace claims he has received plenty over the years, but he really has only received a valentine from his ex and that was only for one Valentine's Day lol

Because they both love Yuu so much, although Ace is in denial and Deuce is oblivious to his own feelings, they really wanted chocolate from Yuu.)

Deuce gets egg-shaped chocolates that look like actual eggs. Not only that, they're filled with a cream and lemon curd mixture that make the inside of the chocolates look like the inside of real eggs when they’re bitten into, much to his amazement.

Ace’s chocolates are shaped like mini playing cards and have a cherry filling.

Both Ace & Deuce are very happy with their chocolates. Of course, Ace tries to play it off by teasing Yuu about how much she loves him. Meanwhile, Deuce is going through the euphoria of getting a Valentine’s Day gift from a girl for the first time 😂

While these two often cause a lot of trouble with their antics, they’re still her best friends and beloved sons, so she tells them it’s only natural that she made chocolate for them.

With a teasing smile, she tells them that she poured an extra amount of love into their and Grim’s chocolates, which Grim is very pleased about. Meanwhile, Ace & Deuce are a mixture of happy and flustered haha

As Ace and Deuce are enjoying their chocolate and Yuu is playfully teasing them, they head to school.

However, along the way, Yuu has the group briefly stop in front of the Mystery Shop, so she can run in and give a surprised Sam some chocolate she had made for him as thanks for all his help with her Valentine's Day preparations.

Sam really hadn't seen this coming, but he's very pleased with the gift and kindly thanks her for it.

(He's also happy that he's got something to hold over the heads of the other NRC adults since he likes making them jealous XD)

Later that morning, during one of the periods in between classes, Yuu runs into Riddle, Trey, & Cater, so they end up being the next ones to receive valentines from her.

(Since leaving her dorm, Yuu has been carrying along a bag with her, which she has been using to carry all the valentines she prepared since she had wanted to give them out at school.)

Riddle gets flustered when she gives him the strawberry cream filled chocolates she made for him, which are shaped like hedgehogs, since he’s not used to getting gifts on Valentine’s Day, but it’s obvious that he’s very pleased with the gift. 

Since he doesn’t like sweet things, Yuu made Cater some curry bread, which she made extra spicy for him, and put them in a cute diamond-decorated goodie bag.

(While Yuu is normally not good at cooking spicy dishes due to her being unable to handle spicy food, she was able to make something suitable for Cater because she had a lot of practice making spicy food for Cater's birthday earlier in the month, which Grim assisted her with by being her taste-tester.)

Cater is ecstatic because he's not only getting a valentine that he can actually fully enjoy but one that's super cute and cammable. He immediately gives her a hug and takes a selfie with her so he can brag to all his followers online about getting a valentine from THE Prince Yuu.

Because he’s always making things for others, Trey is pleasantly surprised when Yuu gives him some clover-shaped chocolates that are topped with his favorite candied violets.

Yuu also gets surprised when Trey gives her some chocolate in return. Apparently, he had planned on giving her a little something for Valentine’s Day cause he had noticed she had been doing a lot of work as of late, and he had hoped some chocolate would give her lots of energy.

(Trey also couldn't stop thinking about the worn out state Yuu had been in the month prior, so he had really wanted to do something for her like the good big brother that he is.)

Yuu is delighted since she wasn’t expecting to receive anything and cause she loves the sweets that Trey makes. 

Another reason Yuu is excited is cause this is the first time that she has ever received a valentine before, so she can't help but be really happy.

Upon hearing this, Riddle, Cater, Ace, and Deuce all simultaneously start giving Trey displeased/jealous looks, much to his surprise.

Riddle comments that Trey should've said that he was doing something for Yuu since he would've also done something, and Cater just outright complains about Trey getting to be Yuu's first valentine. That's so not fair! 😂

Meanwhile, Ace is calling Trey sly, like Cater, and Deuce is just looking at Trey, like a betrayed puppy lol

Poor Trey does not think he deserves this kinda treatment since he truly had only pure motives. Why can't he ever catch a break? 🤣

Fortunately for Trey, he gets saved by the bell, which announces that everyone needs to hurry to their next class, which Riddle obviously will not allow anyone to be late to lol

When lunchtime later rolls around, Yuu resumes her valentine giving in the cafeteria, taking advantage of the fact that most of the people she’s seeking are there.

Fortunately for her, all of her sons end up being available on this particular today, so they all sit together for lunch, so this is when Yuu hands Epel, Ortho, and Sebek their valentines, catching them by surprise since they hadn't realized what today was, like Jack, or in the case of Ortho, he just didn't think a humanoid like him would be affected by this particular holiday.

Rather make chocolates for him, Yuu gives Epel chocolate macarons, which she incorporated a lot of different fillings in so they'd be as filling as possible, like bits of apple, nuts, fudge, etc. And Epel absolutely loves them, claiming they're the best macarons he's ever had, much to Yuu's delight.

For Sebek, Yuu made some crocodile-shaped chocolates, made from dark chocolate, which have a raspberry filling, because both dark chocolate and berries are a good source of energy, and because her son is such a hard-worker, she wanted to give him something that could get her through his typical busy days.

Like Jack, Sebek tries to play it cool, but it's obvious just from looking at him that he's incredibly flustered by the gift, because it's the first time a girl from outside of his family has ever given him a valentine, not that he would ever admit that, of course lol

Sebek ends up really loving the chocolates and he has to fight an internal war with himself to keep himself from eating them all in one sitting haha

For Ortho's valentine, he's very surprised when he unwraps his present and discovers a bracelet that he can actually wear.

Yuu reveals that she asked Idia to teach her how to make a bracelet that Ortho could wear since she wanted to do something for him for Valentine's Day and not just skip him cause he can't eat.

Obviously, due to Yuu's inexperience with this sort of thing, Yuu can't make anything complex, but Idia was able to come up with a really simple bracelet design that's basically made out of magnets, so she was able to pull it off.

(Idia had no idea it was for Valentine's Day, though. Yuu just told Idia that she wanted to surprise Ortho with a present, and Idia went along with it cause he knew it'd make Ortho happy.)

After she explains how she made Ortho's bracelet, she rolls up her sleeve and shows off the friendship bracelet she made for herself, which is meant to match the one Ortho received.

Naturally, Ortho is delighted by this turn of events, and he's quick to attach his new bracelet, which he enthusiastically thanks Yuu for.

Meanwhile, Ace tries to make fun of Yuu for doing something as lame as making friendship bracelets, but Deuce quickly smacks him to shut him up lol

Another funny moment that happens is all the guys, sans Grim and Jack, realize that Yuu never handed anything over to Jack, which leads to Yuu revealing that Jack was the first person to receive a valentine from her.

This leads to Jack being on the end of several jealous stares, putting him a position like Trey, which he is not happy about, although he'd be lying if he said he didn't feel at least a tad bit smug haha

To distract everyone, Jack asks Yuu if she told them about White Day yet. Knowing her, she probably hasn't since he's sure she's not expecting any return gifts.

And, of course, Jack is exactly right, and naturally, the other boys, once they hear there's something they don't know, want an explanation.

Because Ortho doesn't know she's from another world, Yuu says that where she grew up there was a holiday called White Day where guys give return gifts to girls who gave them gifts on Valentine's Day.

Naturally, Ortho wastes no time in doing an internet search, and much to Yuu's relief, he discovers that in the east there are some people that celebrate a tradition like White Day, leading him to immediately assume that that's the part of TW where Yuu came from.

Upon hearing about White Day, Deuce tells Yuu that she should've mentioned it sooner before declaring that he'll find the best possible present for her.

This ignites the rest of Yuu's sons' competitive spirits, so they all intend to give her gifts, which will be so amazing that they'll easily outshine the others.

Meanwhile, Yuu just smiles, feeling happy and touched by her sons' cute/sweet actions.

Anyway, after Yuu finishes eating lunch, she quickly starts searching for more of her friends who are in the cafeteria.

This leads her to a table where Vil and Rook are eating together since they're the first guys she happens to catch sight of.

Upon reaching their table, Yuu wishes her upperclassmen a Happy Valentine's Day before giving Rook some chocolate bonbons with caramel filling that she made.

Immediately, Rook starts waxing poetic to express how happy he is about his present. Although Yuu has gotten used to his behavior by this point, she still can't help but feel a little embarrassed when he starts praising not just her food but also her appearance. 

After giving Rook his gift, Yuu briefly hesitates before offering Vil the crown-shaped chocolates she made for him, claiming she chose dark chocolate since her research said it was good for the skin.

Because of how Vil is about his health, Yuu put a lot of time into thinking what would be a good gift for him since she wanted to give him something he’d actually enjoy.

Of course, she wasn’t completely sure that he’d even accept it since she was sure he received chocolate by the truck load from all his adoring fans, which is why she had hesitated. He had no reason to accept her gift, which would be meager in comparison, after all, but she still wanted to make something for him anyway.

That’s why she’s surprised when Vil thanks her for the gift and accepts it, all the while appearing pleased when she mentions the research she put into it.

Because of the calories, Vil is not one to normally indulge and eat chocolate, but he promises that, while he can never eat all the valentines he receives from his fans, he'll eat the chocolate she made, although he'll of course take his time eating them and make them last for a while.

Yuu is naturally delighted since she had really been hoping he'd accept the valentine she prepared for him.

Around that time, Yuu notices Ruggie who’s about to leave the cafeteria to bring Leona his lunch, so she quickly approaches him to give him the chocolate-filled donuts she made for him.

Ruggie is very pleased with this gift since he loves donuts and also a little flustered since he’s not used to receiving gifts from girls. His tail is wagging like crazy, much to Yuu's amusement.

After thanking her, Ruggie promises to return the favor before taking his leave.

Soon after Ruggie leaves, Lilia suddenly appears before Yuu, hanging upside down, catching her off guard.

Having noticed what she’s been up to, Lilia decided to approach her cause he wanted to ask her about his Valentine’s Day present. 

He had asked because he had just wanted to tease her, so he was pleasantly surprised when she gave him some bat-shaped chocolates that have a tomato juice jelly inside them.

After Lilia thanks her, the two head for the table where he and Silver had been seated at for lunch, so Yuu can give Silver his present.

Silver is dozing when they arrive, so after Lilia wakes him, Yuu gives him the mint flavored sword-shaped chocolate she made, hoping the mint flavor will help keep him awake.

Silver wasn’t expecting the present, but he’s very grateful for it and gives her a warm thank you and a small smile that makes her heart melt.

After she finishes giving Silver his gift, Lilia suggests that Yuu go to the Scarabia table next. She figures out why when she turns to look at the table and sees that Kalim is looking right at her with a big, sparkly, hopeful eyes while Jamil just face-palms beside him, having given up on getting Kalim to focus on finishing his lunch.

Not wanting to keep Kalim waiting any longer, Yuu hurries over to the Scarabia table to give him and Jamil the chocolates she made for them. Kalim is downright ecstatic and gives Yuu a big hug to thank her for the chocolate that he can’t wait to try. 

Jamil briefly appears surprised over the fact that he’s getting chocolate since, despite his friendship with Yuu, he wasn’t expecting any out of habit, but he’s very pleased, even though he does his best to hide it when he thanks her.

Kalim gets chocolates that have a filling made with coconut juice, and Jamil receives some curry chocolate truffles. Kalim’s chocolates are shaped like the sun since he’s a literal ball of sunshine.

Yuu also made sure, with Sam's help, that the chocolates can be eaten together and still taste good since she knows that Jamil will need to first taste-test Kalim’s and she didn’t want him to end up with a bad taste in his mouth when he ate his own chocolate afterwards.

When she reveals this, Jamil is surprised, and he also gets a little embarrassed by the fact that she was putting so much consideration into the chocolate on his behalf since he’s not used to it.

Kalim is very eager to eat his chocolate, so an exasperated Jamil, who can tell that Kalim is more interested in eating chocolate than what's left of his lunch, does the taste-testing, knowing there's no changing Kalim's mind.

Once he gets Jamil’s approval, Kalim tries one of his chocolates and is very happy with how great they taste. When he’s not praising Yuu, he’s telling Jamil to try his too, so he can properly praise and thank Yuu for her gift, even though she tells Jamil that he doesn’t have to.

In the end, Jamil goes along with it to get Kalim to calm down and appears pleased with the taste of his truffles, which he said were well made like the chocolate she made for Kalim. When he commends her on a job well done, Yuu gets very happy since it’s not every day that Jamil compliments someone and genuinely means it. Plus, she respects his cooking skills, so his opinion means a lot to her.

After she finishes chatting with the Scarabia duo, it comes time for Yuu to head to class since the lunch period is almost over, and she needs to focus on ensuring she, Grim, and ADeuce get to class on time, which isn't always easy since Grim is always wanting to keep eating/to nap after lunch rather than go to class, so Yuu always has to give herself some time to wrangle Grim lol

So it's not until after classes let out for the day that Yuu resumes her valentines delivery, which she begins after asking ADeuce to keep an eye on Grim for her.

The next guy to get a valentine from Yuu is Leona whom Yuu eventually finds sleeping in the botanical garden, which is the first place she checked when she began her search cause she knows how much he likes that place.

Rather than try to wake him, Yuu intends to just leave the chocolate beside him along with a note that she had written just in case she found him under these circumstances.

After setting down the chocolates on the grass beside Leona, Yuu turns to leave but gets stopped by Leona’s tail that wraps around her ankle. After almost falling because of the abrupt action, she turns to frown at a now awake Leona who’s smirking at her.

Since he doesn’t remove his tail from her person, Leona obviously has no intention to allow her to leave, so she takes a seat on the grass and questions his actions, to which he replies that if she’s going to give him a Valentine’s Day gift she has to do it properly.

Yuu grumbles about how he always complains about people waking him from his naps before wishing him a Happy Valentine’s Day like he wants. When he teasingly asks her where’s her love confession, she rolls her eyes and tells him that, while she does love him, that's not the kind of chocolate she's giving him.

Leona continues to look smug as he eats his chocolates which she made sure weren’t too sweet since she figured he’d like them more that way.

After teasing her for a little while about how much she likes him, Leona pulls out his chess set which he brought with him to the garden, making Yuu wonder if he knew she’d be coming by to see him today. Considering how he is, she wouldn't be surprised.

Since his tail is still firmly wrapped around her ankle, Yuu knows she’ll have to entertain Leona before he’ll finally allow her to leave, so she plays a round of chess with him.

Shortly after the match starts, Leona questions her about who she gave Valentine’s Day gifts to and promptly rolls his eyes when she reveals that she made some for all her friends since he thinks she’s ridiculous for making that many.

Soon after that, a large smirk appears on his face which she knows doesn’t bode well for her. She’s proven right when he orders her to only give him chocolate next year since there’s no reason for her to give any to anyone else.

Yuu, of course, is not a fan of that idea since she wants to give chocolate to all her friends, her sons especially. Plus, she’s afraid that guys like Grim/Deuce/Kalim will cry if she doesn’t give them anything next year lol

Still grinning, Leona tells her that if he wins this chess match she’ll have to follow his order so she better win if she really doesn’t want to have to follow it.

Yuu tries to get out of dealing with his unreasonable demands, but Leona just ignores her, much to her exasperation. 

As a result, Yuu is forced to go all out with this chess match since she really doesn’t want to deal with the fallout if she has to give into his demands.

Since she has never beaten Leona at chess, Yuu isn’t too optimistic which is why she’s really surprised when the match eventually ends in a stalemate.

Her surprise only grows when Leona tells her that, even though she has always thought otherwise, she’s actually a pretty good chess player. The reason for that is because, while she has lost every match she has ever played, it’s because she went against someone who was a certified genius in her world (Tokumei) and Leona, who’s a genius in his own right.

While she has trouble against genius players like Tokumei and Leona, Leona thinks she could handle herself pretty well against anyone else. The only thing holding her back is that she normally plays with a learning mindset.

Because she’s always expecting to lose, Yuu always just focuses on analyzing her opponent’s strategies and finding different ways to handle them to keep the game from ending too quickly. She just makes it into a learning experience rather than a game to win.

Leona’s not used to that kind of player so he found it interesting to play her since he liked watching how she reacted to all his different strategies. However, he still wanted to see what she’d be like if she actually played to win which is why he came up with that ridiculous demand, knowing he needed to give her some good motivation.

(This was also Leona's way of doing something nice for Yuu as thanks for the chocolate. He wanted her to see what she's capable of and help her realize the truth about her chess skills.

The reason Leona never said anything sooner was cause he wanted to see if she'd come to this realization on her own and cause he had no issue with the way she always played chess since he found it interesting.

Since Leona's not the type to praise people, it would take a moment like this for him to finally say that Yuu has skills since he can't be too soft at the risk of his reputation lol)

Yuu is very surprised over the fact that she’s not as bad at chess as she had thought and because Leona is actually praising her in his own way. Because praise from Leona is usually pretty rare, she can’t help but feel very happy about it. 

Thankfully, since the match ended in a stalemate and because Leona wasn’t really serious about his order, Yuu won’t have to cut anyone off her list of gift recipients on Valentine’s Day next year.

However, Leona does smugly tell her that he expects his present to be the biggest of next year’s batch, much to her exasperation. 

After the chess match ends, Leona finally allows Yuu to leave at her request since she still has other valentines to deliver.

Not long after Yuu leaves the botanical garden, Floyd comes sprinting toward her, claiming he’s been looking all over for her. When he starts squeezing her, he demands to know why everyone else is getting chocolate from her but not him.

Thankfully, he’s not squeezing her tight enough that she can’t speak so she’s able to tell him that she was about to go looking for him, Jade, and Azul to deliver the chocolates she made for them, which quickly cheers him up.

Floyd then proceeds to throw Yuu over his shoulder, so he can take her to the Mostro Lounge, ignoring her when she tries to tell him that carrying her is unnecessary. 

When they reach the Mostro Lounge, Jade is observing them with obvious amusement while Azul immediately starts scolding Floyd for being rough with Yuu and potentially endangering the NDA she signed.

Ignoring Azul, Floyd happily declares that Yuu has Valentine’s Day presents for them after he sets her down. Meanwhile, after taking a moment to recover from Floyd’s manhandling, Yuu takes out the Octotrio’s presents and hands them out, starting with an impatient Floyd.

Floyd’s chocolates are shaped like different kinds of sea creatures while Jade’s look like mushrooms, and Azul’s are shaped like coins.

Since Azul is always mindful of his calorie intake, Yuu made chocolates to accommodate that. Meanwhile, the twins get chocolates that reflect their sweets preferences.

Floyd gets a big kick out of all the sea creatures especially when he sees one that looks like a shrimp. That's the first one he eats lol

Jade loves the mushroom shapes of his chocolates while Azul appreciates the consideration put into his chocolate and the fact that they look like money lol

While it’s not completely noticeable, Azul is a little flustered over receiving a genuine Valentine’s Day gift, which he has never received from a girl before, but he tries to hide that when he quickly tells Yuu that he will return the favor since he doesn’t want to owe her anything. Jade also promises to return the favor to express his appreciation for her lovely gift.  

Floyd says he’ll think of something fun that he and Yuu can do together as thanks for his present, which honestly makes her worried since his definition of fun is oftentimes very different from everyone else’s lol

After her visit to the Mostro Lounge ends, Yuu goes by the Ignihyde dorm next since she knows that’s where she’ll find Idia. 

Soon after she enters the dorm, Ortho approaches her, having noticed her arrival via the dorm's security cameras, and eagerly asks if she's here to give his brother a valentine.

When she says that she is, Ortho happily guides her to his brother’s room where they find Idia playing a game. Ortho quickly earns his brother’s attention when he announces that Yuu is here to see him.

After pausing his game, Idia turns to look at Yuu and promptly freezes when he sees the gift Yuu is holding and hears her wish him a Happy Valentine’s Day.

Staring at her in disbelief, Idia starts freaking out about how there is no way anyone would give someone like him a Valentine’s Day gift. This has to be some kind of prank or he’s hallucinating.

Yuu was worried this would happen which is why she had wondered whether or not to give Idia a present. On one hand, she didn’t want to make him freak out like this, but on the other hand, she didn’t want him to be the only one of her friends that didn’t get any chocolate since she was sure he’d be upset if he found out, even if he would never outright admit it.

Eventually, Ortho & Yuu are able to get Idia to calm down, so he can accept the present, which Ortho insists he does since it would be rude not to when Yuu came all this way to deliver it and put so much time into making something for him.

Since he knows his brother is right, Idia accepts the present but is extremely flustered the whole time and can’t look directly at Yuu. His hair is a bright pink, which Yuu finds adorable but she wisely keeps that tidbit to herself. 

For Idia’s sake, Yuu keeps her visit short since he’s obviously going to need some time to recover from getting his first ever Valentine’s Day chocolates, which were made to resemble the logo of one of his favorite video games.

Later that night, Yuu finally delivers her final valentine which goes to Malleus, who came by her dorm after Lilia told him that Yuu wanted to see him tonight.

Because she wasn’t sure if she would see Malleus on Valentine’s Day, Yuu asked Lilia at lunch if he would pass along an invitation to Malleus for him to visit tonight since she wanted to make sure she saw him before the holiday ended.

For Malleus, Yuu made some chocolate truffles that have an ice cream center, which were made with gargoyle shaped molds. 

Malleus was surprised by the gift since he didn’t realize what today was, but now, he realizes why Lilia was wearing such a big grin when he told Malleus about Yuu’s invitation. 

Malleus isn’t used to receiving gifts like this, so it makes him happy that Yuu was thinking of him on this holiday and put the time into making something for him. And he's especially delighted about how delicious his truffles are.

All in all, Yuu’s first Valentine’s Day is a huge success, and she couldn’t be happier about that. She had a lot of fun making and giving gifts to all the people she has come to care about at this school, so it’s hard to tell who enjoyed the day more between her and the guys. 

Also, regarding White Day, word of the holiday eventually spreads to all of Yuu's friends thanks to the first years telling their upperclassmen/clubmates, so everyone ends up preparing a White Day gift for Yuu.

Just as she deserves 💕

[blockgamepirate]

Bolas Rojas Playlist

And the Hero Will Drown : Story Of The Year

Evil People : Set It Of

Twist : Korn

It's Been So Long : The Living Tombstone

Breaking Me Down : Soil

Rules of Nature - Platinum Mix : Jason Charles Miller

Unsainted : Slipknot

oops! : Yung Gravy

Break Stuff : Limp Bizkit

Friday Night Fire Fight : Aligns, Rubicones

BlastZone (ЗонаПоражения) : BONES

SugarCrash! : ElyOtto

Aerials : System Of A Down

King For A Day : Pierce The Veil, Kellin Quinn

Down with the Sickness : Disturbed

Witness : Mindless Self Indulgence

Throne : Bring Me The Horizon

Numb : Linkin Park

Freak On a Leash : Korn

BREAK LAW : Dog Blood, Skrillex, Boys Noize

When It Cuts : Ill Niño

GAS GAS GAS - EXTENDED MIX : Manuel

Becoming Insane : Infected Mushroom

Bricolen : Copain du web

Duality : Slipknot

Waltz of the Meatball Man : Gooseworx

I'm Not Okay (I Promise) : My Chemical Romance

Ani Mevushal : Infected Mushroom, Bliss

Laid to Rest : Lamb of God

Before I Forget : Slipknot

Renegades Of Funk : Rage Against The Machine

Downfall : TRUSTcompany

Hate Crew Deathroll : Children Of Bodom

Savior : Rise Against

Given Up : Linkin Park

Falling Apart : zebrahead

B.Y.O.B. : System Of A Down

Wait and Bleed : Slipknot

The Hand That Feeds : Nine Inch Nails

Stricken : Disturbed

Toxicity : System Of A Down

People = Shitm : Slipknot

In the End : Linkin Park

The Government Knows : KNOWER

We're Beautiful : ABSRDST, Diveo

Ponyboy : SOPHIE

Dumbest Girl Alive : 100 gecs

GOTTASADAE : BewhY

NIGHTMARES : Alice Glass

Can You Feel My Heart : Bring Me The Horizon

Kingslayer (feat. BABYMETAL) : Bring Me The Horizon, BABYMETAL

Goat Type Beat : harvoYT

Du hast : Rammstein

Zombie : The Cranberries

Squishy Caterpillars Riding On Bullets : Istasha

Captions Are Automatically Generated . Istasha

Rédeas : Project46

Wherever I May Roam : Metallica

For Whom The Bell Tolls - Remastered : Metallica

Path Vol. 2 : Apocalyptica, Sandra Nasic

White Rabbit : Jefferson Airplane

Animals : Architects

Tokyo Drift (Fast & Furious) - From "The Fast And The Furious: Tokyo Drift" Soundtrack : Teriyaki Boyz

Roots Bloody Roots : Sepultura

Tenebre Rosso Sangue (ULTRAKILL Original Game Soundtrack) : Keygen Church

Parasite Eve : Bring Me The Horizon

We Got the Moves . Electric Callboy

EXILADA : NIKKO, Istasha

BRAZILIAN DANÇA PHONK : 6YNTHMANE, RXDXVIL

Flashback : MIYAVI, Ken Ken

Get Got . Death Grips

Controllah (feat. MC Bin Laden) : Gorillaz, MC Bin Laden

Hayloft II : Mother Mother

Automotivo Bibi Fogosa : Bibi Babydoll, Dj Brunin XM, KZA Produções

ワールドイズマイン-初音ミク「マジカルミライ 2021」Live- (feat. 初音ミク) : ryo (supercell), Hatsune Miku

Na Na Na (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na) : My Chemical Romance

BxMxC : BABYMETAL

Not Gonna Get Us : t.A.T.u.

Pleasure Model : Noisia, Former

Volcano : Woodkid

Misfit Toys (from the series Arcane League of Legends) : Pusha T, Mako

Snakes (from the series Arcane League of Legends) : PVRIS, MIYAVI

Idiots Are Taking Over : NOFX

Dead Limit : Noisia, The Upbeats

Sober : TOOL

The Pot : TOOL

All Falls Apart : Polyphia

How I Feel : La Dispute

Given Up : Linkin Park

Run : Bring Me The Horizon

Still Waiting : Sum 41

Bodies : Drowning Pool

Side by Side : BewhY

Falling Away from Me . Korn

One Step Closer : Linkin Park

Your Betrayal : Bullet For My Valentine

Tears Don't Fall : Bullet For My Valentine

Vicinity Of Obscenity : System Of A Down

Papercut . Linkin Par

The Diary of Jane - Single Version : Breaking Benjamin

[am1inside]

Made a long ass list of bands I listen to and chose 3 songs that I like best from each

I actually enjoyed to go back and look through all my songs, I’ve had this phone since I was 12 so it’s got a shit ton saved up on my pirating app. These are in no particular order

Mr. Bungle

- Quote Unquote (Definitely my all time favorite song once again, I’m a Mike Patton fanboy)

- Dead Goon

- Pink Cigarette

Siouxsie and the banshees

- Happy house

- Skin

- Cities in dust

Switchblade symphony

- Drool (Mother)

- Cocoon

- Sweet

Jose jose

- Una amable aventura

- Condenado

- Nadie como ella

Dog fashion disco

- Toothless dream (experiments in embryos)

- Fetus on the beat

- Hypnotic encounter

Nina Hagen

- Naturträne

- African Reggae

- Pee pee do do

System of a Down

- Mind

- P.L.U.C.K.

- Bounce

Limp bizkit

- Eat you alive

- Stink finger

- Counterfeit

George strait

- The chair (my dad dedicated this song to me when I was 9)

- Ocean front property

- The cowboy rides away

Carnival in coal

- Gang bang

- Ohlala

- Cartilage Holocaust

Dave Mathews band

- Halloween

- Crash into me

- Rapunzel

Fantomas

- The godfather

- Rosemarys baby

- Cape fear

Otep

- Jonestown tea

- Head

- Milk of regret

Nine inch nails

- Ripe (with decay)

- The fragile (I forgot the album name but it’s the soft and quiet version of this song)

- Eraser

Tomahawk

- Sweet smell of success

- Malocchio

- Point and click

Faith no more

- Smaller and smaller

- Caffeine

- Kindergarten

Machines of loving grace (SO FUCKING UNDERRATED)

- If I should explode

- Lilith/Eve

- Content? (Make sure it has a question mark, the other song named “content” is like one of the only songs of theirs I don’t really fuck with)

Mindless self indulgence

- Bed of roses

- Faggot

- Shut me up

Korn

- Beat it upright

- My gift to you

- Pretty

Rob/White zombie

- Electric head, pt.2 (sexational after dark mix (edited))

- Jesus Frankenstein

- Pussy liquor

Soundgarden

- I awake

- Flower

- Pretty noose

Mad season

- long gone day

- River of deceit

- All alone

Alice In Chains

- Am I inside (sound familiar? My favorite song of theirs, in my top 3 of all time)

- Love, hate, love

- Down in a hole

Of montreal

- Gallery piece

- Aries equals good trash

- Gelid ascent

Deftones

- Feiticeira

- Mascara

- Rx queen

The garden (this was my shit when I was 13/14)

- Birds nest

- Clay

- Shameless shadow

Enjoy

- love cloud

- Smooth

- Hidden smooch

Mall grab

- purity

- Valentine

- GUAP

Gorillaz

- demon days

- Rhinestone eyes

- Man research

Banes world

- I must be wrong

- You say I’m in love

- Stay away from my baby

Björk

- venus as a boy

- Bachelorette

- Possibly maybe

Mac DeMarco (probably have the most songs, been listening since I was 10)

- Passing out pieces of me

- Moonlight on the river

- A heart like hers

John maus

- the peace that earth cannot give

- Time to die

- I’ve got problems

The caretaker

- The sublime is disappointingly elusive

- Cloudy since you went away

- Stardust

Cortex

- I heard a sigh

- Troupeau bleu

- L’enfant samba

Tyler, the creator

- Blow

- IFHY

- PUFF

The cure

- Bananafishbones

- Birdmad girl

- If only tonight we could sleep?

Patriarchy

- It goes fast

- Sweet piece of meat

- He took it out

Tatsuro yamashita

- Moonlight

- あまく危険な香り

- Bomber

Some random songs I found in no particular order

When in rome- the promise

Wham!- Everything she wants (remix)

Tom jones- what’s new pussycat?

The psychedelic furs- sister Europe

CMON- Peter Pan

TV girl- not allowed

Alt-j- breezeblocks

Nosferatu- silver

Yma sumac- Chuncho

Will wood- hand me my shovel, I’m going in

Sublime- wrong way

Luis Miguel- entrégate

Splatoon- gusher gauntlet (my motto as a kid was “wake up, get raped, play splatoon, sleep, repeat”)

Billy Joel- pressure

Type O negative- be my druidess

Medicine- time baby III

Boy harsher- yr body is nothing

Kikuo- ごめんね ごめんね (I was listening to this during my ongoing abuse ironically and the song is about gang raping a child to death)

-MASA works DESIGN- 狐の嫁入り

Cage- I never knew you

Puma blue- bruise cruise

Sai yoshiko- dream of fetus

Lovage- anger management

I tried to bring variety and I found a lot of songs I listened to when I was younger I totally forgot about, I love music and most of all I love analyzing the lyrics, I feel I could write paragraphs upon paragraphs honestly I enjoy talking in depth about it very very much. And I didn’t put any here because I’m very particular about which ones, but I greatly enjoy classical music as well especially cello solos because I played the cello for years. The Elgar cello concerto is my favorite BUT, it’s a specific video I listen to always, I will find and link it somewhere.

[rockmiyabideusexmachina]

2024 Megaman Valentine's Day/White Day Contest Results!

Hopefully this post won't feel too rushed; it certainly is rare for me to get contest results posted before 2 days have passed. Once again, I thank everyone who drew something for this year's event, as well as those who helped spread the word. Even with a smaller turnout, you guys still made it really hard on me to choose winners. All your art is deserving of praise! I wish I could afford to give you all some prize money! While I am posting this right now a little late into the evening in my time zone, I will be sending all the winners a message about your prize winnings soon enough, later tonight. If you don't see something right away, just know my message is on the way, within the next few hours. After the break, you will see all the pics and this year's winners!

As usual, after each entrant’s name, there will be a link to their entry, too, just in case the inserted images don’t load for you. With a smaller turnout this year, everything has been uploaded into a single imgbox gallery folder. Should be alphabetical by alias for each category, with the first 7 images for Cat. 1, and the last 4 images in Cat. 2.

[Full entry gallery]

CATEGORY 1 (Talent): Black and White Day

For this category, participants were tasked with creating an image celebrating White Day, with the requirement that their art mimic the "rubber hose" art style from around the 1920's. All entries needed to use a black and white or monochrome palette. 1.) HikariLux [Entry] [GB Alternate] $175 Winner!

A cute scene with Rock presenting Alia with a ring that was made even better by adding an alternate original Gameboy palette pixel version of the same art. That added creativity made an adorable pic stand out even more, to give two different retro vibes to your art.

2.) @eulogysinger [Entry] $100 Winner!

As an overall scene, your piece felt the most like it was screencapped straight out of a 20's cartoon, so I give you your props on getting your style to match so well! You can feel the movement with the curve in the Big Snakey's necks as Snake Man slides on down to Toad with his candy bouquet gift.

3.) @sylviidaee [Entry] $75 Winner!

Sure, because of all the Axess storyboard posts I've been doing lately, this trio is probably in my mind more lately. But animating your piece to give it that added life, as the guys bonk each other with their gifts for Mariko, helped boost your entry into the top 3! LOL at the fish crying when Masa gets bonked. And again, style-wise, great job pulling off the rubber hose look.

And the rest of the wonderful entries in alphabetical order by alias: Kaitlin.EXE [Entry]

Y'arr, that Pirate Man be takin' the girl and a pricey pearl wit 'em. But I bet once Diveye the Sailor Man eats his seaweed, that Pirate has a few punches coming to him. Retro Splashy's design is so cute! Totally a fun scene and creative takes on all three.

Komito [Entry]

Like a vintage Norman Rock(man)well painting, the diner scene truly gives off the retro vibes, from the checkboard floor to Big Boy waiter Rock in the background. Love the touch of Splashy's straw curving into a heart shape as she longingly stares at Blues.

@wennastudio [Entry]

I get the vibe of Axl imitating Porky Pig here, saying "That's All Folks!" to end the episode, as he pops out before the fades out. And since you are alphabetically last, it makes your piece even more fitting to close out this category's pics with this cute piece!

CATEGORY 2 (Humor): Showing Some Skins

For this category, entries needed to contain a character wearing an out-of-place holiday-themed skin or outfit that was not Valentine's Day-related, while in a Valentine's Day scene or setting. Being the humor category, the more it makes us laugh, the better! 1.) @aurantia-ignis [Entry] $175 Winner!

🎵Zero the Snowman was a jolly, happy soul...but are YOU happy, Ciel? I love how Zero took White Day this literally to don this amusing snowman outfit. And out of all the entries for this category, you pulled off the absurdly humorous costume the best.

2.) @drewblossom [Entry] $100 Winner!

It might just be a simple party hat, but I mean, Bass isn't wrong. Subtle, but I was amused! The heart shaped speech bubble was a nice touch to help sell the dialogue's punch line as well.

3.) AbilityField [Entry] $75 Winner!

Clever way to show the rush in changing between events, as RiCO is in part Valentine's skin and part Celebration skin dress that are digitally switching. ViA has it much easier throwing on a coat. It's always easier for the guys to get ready, as they say.

4.) Miralie [Entry]

While Zero and Iris are dressed for the day, X's date does sort of have that Halloween vibe to her, as a witch. While Axl is clearly enjoying Singles Awareness Day...or doing his best Stuart Smalley impression by giving his Daily Affirmation that he's good enough, he's smart enough, and doggone it, Reploids like him.

[callsignspark]

Mar[r]y Me - part six

pairing: Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x Mariella “M&M” Vertucci (fem!OC)

summary: A love story told through friendship, laughter, and food.

series warnings: 18+ minors DNI, discussion of insecurities, difficult family relationships, discussions of food and alcohol use, discussions of body image, one (1) drunk asshole, conversations on what it’s like to be a fat woman trying to date in today’s society, warnings to be added as needed

word count: 5.9k

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note: happy Friday!! it's August here in the real world but it's Valentine's Day in the Mar[r]y Me universe, so what will these two do surrounded by love and pink hearts? can't wait to hear everyone's thoughts!

part six - pancakes

God, I made a mistake.

Bradley has suffered through five days of the same thought on a constant loop. His brain started up the second he walked out of the bedroom and down the stairs. Only getting short reprieves when he had to fly. Even being asleep wasn’t safe; Mary had been consuming his nights, wonderful dreams of being with her intermixed with bad dreams of having to watch her with another man.

He felt like he was living one of those nightmares for the last three songs, watching Mary dance and giggle with some guy in his twenties.

I should be the one making her laugh. My hands should be on her hips, not his.

He cursed Natasha for dragging them to this stupid Valentine’s Day speed-dating event. Except, the speed dating isn’t actually speed dating; it’s some sort of convoluted speed dancing.

As announced by the host, there are only two rules:

Every person must wear the wristband they received upon entry; the wristbands correspond to your relationship status, so respect the color code system.

If you’re dancing, you have to dance with a new person for each song.

“Unless you’re really hitting it off with your dance partner.” DJ Socket had added with a wink before starting the night off with a horrible remixed version of My Funny Valentine.

Natasha, Callie, and Mary had laughed at the bad song choice before throwing back a shot of tequila and shimmying their way to the dance floor, pink wristbands glowing under the disco ball.

According to the event flyer that had been spammed in the group chat for the last two weeks, a pink wristband meant single and ready to mingle.

Bradley watches as the infant with a bad haircut tries to hit on Mary to what he thinks is a Justin Bieber song, absentmindedly playing with his own wristband. White. Here for fun, not to flirt.

He’s having a terrible time.

“Rooster. Rooster? Bradley!”

The use of his real name snaps him out of his thoughts. “Sorry, Bob, what was that?”

“I asked if you were okay. You don’t look great.”

He feels his heart clench a little bit. He’s always had a soft spot for the bespectacled man, Bob paying attention to small things that others rarely caught. Though even a blind person could see the way Bradley is staring at Mary, the pining radiating beyond the two high-top tables the Daggers had claimed as theirs.

“Yeah, just tired. It’s been a long week.”

Bob raises an eyebrow and opens his mouth, but Harvard interrupts him before he can investigate further.

“It’s weird seeing the girls in dresses instead of their coveralls.”

“I’m just wondering how they convinced Callie to wear heels. Omaha practically had to bribe her to wear something other than her Vans to our wedding.” Fritz says, his red wristband - taken and in love - flashing when he takes a sip of his bright pink drink. “God, these drink specials are awful! This is the last time Phoenix gets to choose where we go.”

The boys laugh as his face twists in disgust. Natasha is great at many things, choosing a good bar is not one of them.

“We should have let Jake plan; he found that complex with the mini golf and everything. That was so much fun!” Aaron adds before turning to Javy. “Where is Jake? I thought he was coming.”

Javy shrugs. “He was supposed to be here, but he texted me and said he wasn’t going to make it. Something came up, apparently. He said everything was fine, so I’ll check on him tomorrow. Make sure he’s all good.”

“Mary looks really good.”

Bradley stiffens, his mood dropping from happy back down to pissed off as steam pours out of his ears. She doesn’t just look good. She looks amazing. The light green, satiny material of her dress is hugging her figure just right, showing off her curves in the most delicious way. The slit up her leg showing off the thighs he dreams about getting his hands on again.

She looks gorgeous.

But Harvard doesn’t get to say that about his girl.

She’s not your girl. You fucked up.

“There she is! Can I get you a drink, ma’am?” Harvard stands up, holding his bar stool steady while Mary climbs on, scooting it in when she’s settled.

“If you’re going up, I’ll take a water, please.” She smiles at him, cheeks flushed from dancing.

“You want anything stronger to go with that water?”

“Vodka sprite, if it’s not too much of a bother.”

“You got it, sweetheart; anything for my new backseater!” Harvard flashes his toothpaste commercial-ready smile at her before making his way through the crowd to the bar. Him and his pink wristband quickly getting lost in the masses.

“I missed something. Backseater?” Javy asks.

Bradley watches her laugh and lean on the table, grabbing a chip after Aaron pushes the basket toward her. “He’s just trying to be funny. We’re both headed up to Lemoore next week - I’m helping out on some repairs, and he’s doing some sort of mentor program? I don’t know exactly. Anyway, Cyclone suggested we drive together since we’re staying at the same hotel. I told Brigham he’s driving since he insisted on getting this godawful 30-foot pickup truck, which makes me his temporary backseater.”

“Make sure you don’t eat anything before riding with him, or you’ll paint the windshield.” Omaha jokes.

She scoffs and rolls her eyes. “Please. If I didn’t hurl after a greenhorn took me up and executed one very poor barrel roll before getting himself grounded, I think I can handle Harvard’s driving.”

“You’ve flown?”

“Was it an FA-18?”

“How do you fuck up a barrel roll?”

“Did you like it?”

Questions are hurled at her from every direction, all the boys interested in the fact that their favorite mechanic had been airborne in the backseat of a fighter jet before they knew her.

“I did like it!”

Bradley’s heart warms a bit when she answers his question first.

“It was an FA-18, and I think we technically hit Mach-1, but my brain has burned the trauma of that hop from my memory. It was fun until that bad maneuver because when I say greenhorn, I mean green. Like as fresh as you can possibly be.” She shutters, only partially joking. “But I didn’t throw up, and that’s a major point of pride for me.”

“It’s only because you hadn’t eaten yet that day.”

The warmth disappears, again, when she smacks Brigham’s arm after he puts her drinks down. “I told you that in confidence! And I think it still counts because I’m a civilian and have done none of the training you guys do.”

“How did you even get permission to fly?” Javy questions, stealing a sip of her water, grinning at her when she glares.

“When I was in Florida, I got close with some of the higher-ups, and one of them arranged for me to go on a simple flight so I could see what it’s like. It was really sweet of him!”

“Who did you sweet talk into getting in a jet?”

“He sweet-talked me! Actually, it was more like he manipulated me. It came up that I’d never been on a flight - which is totally normal for an engineer, by the way - and he egged me on until I agreed to go up.”

“Oh my god, you got suckered into a ride with a flight school newbie? Who managed that?”

“I don’t know if you guys know him. I don’t think he was in Pensacola when you were going through flight school, but it was Admiral-”

“Hey, baby, wanna dance?”

Her face changes immediately, annoyance spreading quickly. “No. I’ve already told you I don’t. Leave me alone.”

“Oh, c’mon, you know you want this-”

“The lady told you no. I suggest you listen to her before we make you listen.” Omaha threatens from his position across the table. Bradley is happy that Neil spoke up before him because he wouldn’t have been so nice about it.

The pushy asshole looks around the table and decides not to press his luck after seeing eight men puffed up, ready to defend their friend.

“What a dick! He had a red wristband on, and he still tried to hit on you!”

“Welcome to being a woman, Mickey. Doesn’t matter if you’ve told them no or if they have a partner. Men will be gross and overbearing if they think it’ll benefit them.”

She sinks back in her chair, sipping her drink and sending a small smile to the boys in thanks. The group disburses a bit, most joining Nat and Callie on the dance floor, leaving Mary sitting with Fritz, Bradley, and Bob.

“Hey, speaking of gross and overbearing, did you hear the rumor that Admiral Cain is coming to the program review next week?”

It perks her back up; she excitedly leans forward, happy to talk about something else.

“Oh! That’s not a rumor, Fritz. That’s 100% true. He’ll be presenting his case for increasing unmanned drone research. But he’s going first on Tuesday, and then he’s back in Washington that same afternoon, so thankfully, we’ll only have to deal with him for a few hours.”

“Thank god, I had to deal with him for a little bit when I was at Norfolk, and he was worst. I know drones are getting more popular for high-risk missions, but they’ll never be able to fully replace pilots.” Billy clinks his bottle against Mary’s glass when she holds it up, swallowing the last of his beer. “You’ll have to excuse me; it looks like my husband wants me to dance with him.”

Bradley watches Mary stare longingly at the dance floor, her eyes following the happy couple dance in perfect sync with each other.

If you hadn’t messed up, that could be the two of you out there.

“So, what parts of program review do you have to sit in on?”

Mary turns, a soft smile on her face - Bradley knows her soft spot for Bob matches his own. Both of them protective over the younger man who cares so much, yet so quietly.

“I have to be there for almost all of it. I’m presenting a few sections, plus I have to do a shop tour and demo, which will be uber fun.” She rolls her eyes, knowing how some admirals like to knit-pick at how a shop is run and organized. “All my free time this week will be finishing my slides and polishing my presentation.”

“Wow, on top of helping with Lemoore’s repairs? You’re gonna be busy these next two weeks.”

“Very busy, but we’ve already done the repairs I’m helping with down here, so theirs should go much smoother! But I'm genuinely excited for program review because I’ll get to see some people I worked with in Florida! I think I’m going to try and poach a few of them that I really miss.”

“You’re gonna steal your friends to work for you?” Bradley regrets the question when he sees her face falter for a split second, realizing his tone wasn’t as joking as intended.

“Yeah, I’m thinking about it. They’re really smart and talented, plus it’d be nice to work with them again.”

The relief that breezes through his chest at her grin and kind tone quickly disappears when Harvard pops up and pulls her toward the dance floor.

“Hang- hang on!” She giggles, turning to Bob. “Would you mind keeping an eye on my purse while Brigham steps on my toes to bad 90s love songs?”

Bob’s, “No problem.” overpowers Harvard’s protests of, “I’m not gonna step on your foot again!”

She pecks his cheek, leaving a faint pink stain behind as she follows the Ohio man onto the dance floor. And for several songs, Bradley's stomach twists as he watches his two friends dance pressed close together.

“Why don’t you go dance with her?”

“She doesn’t want to dance with me.”

Bob scoffs. “You don’t know that.”

“Yes, I do.”

“Bradley, what happened with you two?”

He doesn’t answer; just keeps fiddling with the label on his beer and watching the dance floor. The two sit in uncomfortable silence for the first time in their friendship.

“I fucked up.” He confesses everything to Bob. The night on her couch, their interruption, the tiff just a few days ago. He doesn’t spare any detail, no feelings. “I still don’t know why I didn’t just let her explain! Even if I was mad that she was ignoring me, she had her reasons - she wouldn’t do something like that for no reason!”

Bob is stunned. He doesn’t know what to say to comfort his friend. None of the group’s theories had even been close to the reality of what happened.

“You can’t tell anyone what I just told you, not even Natasha!” Bradley is borderline frantic. “You’re the second person I’ve told, and I don’t know if Mary has told anyone, but I don’t want everyone knowing. I don’t want what happened to be the talk of the group.”

“I won’t tell anyone, Bradley. Not even Nat. But I do get bragging rights when the two of you finally get together.”

“That’s not gonna happen. I messed up too much, man.”

“Oh, I wouldn’t be too sure about that.”

He looks where Bob is pointing, watching as Harvard twirls away with a pretty redhead, leaving Mary dancing by herself. They make eye contact, and he can see the gears in her brain working. She turns around, hips swinging hypnotically, and he loses his breath when she peeks over her shoulder at him. Bradley’s heart soars when she wiggles a finger at him.

She’s calling me over. Maybe I didn’t totally fuck this up.

His joy is short-lived. The same red wristband asshole as before getting in her space, trying to grab her ass as she pushes him away. Bradley practically falls out of his chair to get to her.

“Get away from me!” Mary pushes the stranger’s hands off and stumbles back from the force, colliding with Bradley’s chest as he comes to help.

He steps forward, angling his body to shield her as she tucks herself into his side. “She’s told you to leave her alone at least twice now. Walk away before we have a problem.”

The sleazy man rolls his eyes, “Whatever, man.”

“No, not “whatever,” man.” Bradley steps forward, disregarding Mary tugging on his arm. Her pleas for him to stop falling on deaf ears. “You’re going to apologize to her.”

“For what? The fat bitch probably liked it. She’s practically begging for it in that dress.”

Bradley doesn’t even think. He lunges, ignoring Mary’s yell for him to stop and taking the asshole down with one punch. He doesn’t get a second one, security interfering and escorting all three out.

The rest of the Daggers make their way outside, everyone awkwardly huddled together as Mary assures the bouncers that she is safe to leave with Bradley, that he’s her friend who was just protecting her from the other man’s unwanted advances.

She’s mad when she joins them. A quiet anger that's palpable, making them all stay quiet instead of joking around like usual.

“Thanks for planning this, Nat. It was really fun until about five minutes ago. I’ll text you about dinner.” She says to the girls, giving Bob a small smile when he hands over her clutch. “Bradley is going to drive me home, but you guys should keep having fun. Brigham, let me know when you want to leave tomorrow, and I’ll see the rest of you when I get back from Lemoore.”

Her clipped tone and her heels furiously clicking on the sidewalk are the only physical indicators of her anger. The group watches her go, stunned. In the year since they were introduced to Mary, it’s the only time they’ve seen her get close to losing her cool.

They had seen her defend herself against misogynistic pilots, making them feel foolish without even raising her voice. They watched her bite her tongue when admirals talked down to her because of her age, letting Mav or Cyclone handle it. In the past eleven months, they had witnessed her ability to handle difficult situations with poise and grace.

But tonight was too much.

After having to deal with yet another demeaning asshole and Bradley’s rash, unwanted heroics, the rage simmering below the surface of her skin was threatening to finally break through.

Bradley follows at a slower pace, keeping an eye on her but giving her space to breathe. He startles at someone grabbing his shoulder, turning with wide eyes to find Bob with a determined look on his face.

“Take her home and apologize; let her explain before you explain your side, okay?” Bradley nods, giving a small smile to his friend. “It’s all gonna be fine; you are made for each other. You can tell me all about how right I am tomorrow morning.”

He makes his way to the car, unlocking and opening the door for Mary, the tiny bit of hope from Bob’s pep talk disappearing when he realizes that she’s giving him the silent treatment. Climbing into the front seat and ignoring the hand he offers, closing the door herself and choosing to stare out the passenger window when Bradley sides into the Bronco.

The drive to her house is quiet; the only sound is the oldies station Bradley turns on in hopes of getting Mary to talk to him. The closer they get to their destination, the more he goes from sad to annoyed.

I was just trying to help. She doesn’t need to ignore me.

They’re both fuming by the time he pulls into the driveway. She slips out of the car, hoping he’ll just go home, but he’s following behind her to the house. One step over the threshold, and he can’t take it anymore.

“Are you gonna stop ignoring me, or should I just go home?”

He watches her shoulders stiffen and feels his stomach drop her eerily calm expression. “I don’t know. Are you actually going to listen to me? Or are you just going to tell me that we should just forget this happened, too?”

“Don’t put that on all on me! This isn’t all my fault! You ignored me for an entire month!”

“Yes! Yes, I did!” She slams her hand on her kitchen island. “And then, when I tried to explain, you didn’t let me say anything! You just said we should forget everything that happened and move on! So I tried to forget! I tried to respect your wishes! But tonight, all you could do was watch me dance with other men!”

His mouth drops open; he didn’t realize she had noticed.

“Yeah! I noticed - you pilots have all the subtly of an elephant in a firework shop with its tail on fire! It’s one or the other, Bradley! We either forget what happened and we see other people, or we talk about what happened and go from there! There’s no in-between option where you get to be upset whenever I flirt with a man that’s not you! So what’s it gonna be? Are we moving on, or are we having a conversation?”

He can’t get words to come out. He knows what he wants, but he can’t speak.

“Well, Bradley?”

Say something, dumbass! She’s not going to wait forever.

She scoffs, rubbing her hands over her face. “I’m going to shower. If you’re still here when I’m done, we’ll talk. If you’re gone, well, then I have my answer.”

He’s frozen in her dining room, wincing back to reality at her bedroom door slamming shut. His phone is ringing before he realizes what he’s doing.

“Rooster? Everything okay?”

“I think I fucked up.” He runs a hand through his hair, messing it up even further. “We fought, man. She noticed I was watching her tonight and yelled at me for not letting her talk last week.”

“Where are you? I’ll come get you.”

“I’m in her living room.”

“You’re still there? She didn’t kick you out?”

“She said if I’m still here when she’s done showering, we’ll talk about everything.”

“You’re a fucking idiot, Bradley.” Bob’s eye-roll is audible on the other end. “Sit down and wait for her to finish showering so you can talk. If she wanted you to leave, she would have no problem sending you packing.”

“You think?”

“She was two seconds from throwing a wrench at my head last week, and I’m her favorite.”

“Well, I don’t know about favor-”

“I am. Now, sit down, shut up, and wait for her.”

The line clicks, and he decides to listen to the advice, depositing his wallet and keys on her entryway table before sitting on her couch. Sinking into the middle cushion, he thinks about the last time he’d been on this piece of furniture.

“You’re so hard.” He’s not sure why she’s surprised. She has to know she’s had him on the verge of an erection since she opened her door this morning.

“You’ve been pressed against me for two hours in these tiny little shorts with no bra on, and you smell good.” He shrugs, feeling sheepish as he explains what got him going.

“Bradley..” The way she says his name borders on a moan, and he can’t help the noise he makes when she pulls his hair.

If she does that again, I’m going to cum.

He grabs her ass and pulls her as close as he can, brushing his other hand up her thigh and boldly dipping into the leg of her pajama shorts, enjoying the scalloped edge of her panties. Their lips brush, and he’s about to move his hand to the gusset of her underwear - he needs to know how wet she is for him - when they’re interrupted.

Between reliving that moment and crafting his apology, he doesn’t hear the shower turn off or her footsteps coming down the hall, only noticing her when she sits in the chair furthest from him.

“I’m sorry-” They start to apologize at the same time.

“I’d like to go first if you don’t mind?” She requests, taking a deep breath when he nods in agreement. “I want to start by apologizing for the last month. It was wrong of me to kick you out that night and then ignore you for a month, and I wish I hadn’t done it.”

“Why did you?”

“Because I got scared. That night… I never do things like that. I never make the first move or act that bold. So the fact that I just climbed on your lap like that - without thinking about it or second-guessing myself - freaked me out. By the time I got Annie back to sleep, I had completely psyched myself out, and I was convinced you didn’t actually want me.”

“That’s- I- did I give any indication that I didn’t want you?” He sputters the question, unsure how she could think that.

“It’s nothing you did, Bradley. It’s all on me, my insecurities. Men rarely - if ever - have had the same… enthusiasm that you did. You were great; this is a me problem.”

“I don’t understand.” He leans forward, wanting to get closer without crossing the boundary she set with her seat choice. “If everything was so great, what went wrong?”

“I’m fat, Bradley.”

He sits up straight, shocked at her words. What does that have to do with anything?

“I’m sorry, I still don’t get what the problem is.”

“I know you don’t understand what it’s like to be a woman, but please believe me when I tell you it’s hard. People are constantly policing and judging your body. Men will just tell you what they think of your body, what they think is wrong with it - unprovoked. And it’s even worse when you’re fat.” She leans back, hugging a pillow to her chest. “I know you didn’t do any of that. But I’ve been fat since I was a kid, so I’ve heard it all for years. And not just men, but from family too. It’s hard to shake those experiences, to ignore the insecurities and just enjoy the moment.”

They sit in silence for a minute, Mary refusing to make eye contact while Bradley tries to figure out his next move.

“Can I come over there?”

The question surprises her, but she nods. His choice to kneel in front of her is another surprise; he can tell from her eyebrows reaching her hairline.

“I’m gonna take this, okay?” He gently tugs the pillow from her hands, tossing it on the couch so there’s nothing between them. When Bradley sees her shirt, his breath hitches in his throat.

She’s wearing his sweatshirt.

“Sorry,” she says shyly, noticing his stare. “I’ve been wearing it to bed; I promise I’ll wash it.”

And as much as he wants to linger in the revelation that she’s been sleeping in his clothes, he pushes through.

“Mary, I’m going to be very honest with you because I need you to understand how much I wanted you that night. Sitting there with you in my lap? That’s the hardest I’ve ever been; I think about it all the time. How warm and soft you were.” He slips his hands into hers. “And I know what you look like. I like the way you look. I like everything about you. Everything. Even the things you don’t like about yourself. You’re so gorgeous.”

He wipes her cheek, brushing a tear away.

“This past month hasn’t changed how I feel about you. I still want you. I’ve never not wanted you. I’ve had a crush on you since the moment Danielle dragged you through the front door of the Hard Deck.”

“Bradley…”

“Not done, still my turn.” He leans up, getting closer to her to get his point across. “I’m sorry I didn’t try harder to fix this sooner. I was trying to give you the space you wanted, but that was a mistake. After the first week, I should have told you how I was feeling, what I wanted.”

“What do you want now?” Her voice is tiny, and his heart breaks at how uncertain she sounds.

“Still you, honey. I know I said we should forget what happened, but I don’t want to forget. I want to do that again without getting interrupted this time. I want to take you out on a date. I want you. If you’ll have me.”

He watches Mary wrestle with her thoughts, her mouth opening and closing, not sure how to say what she’s thinking. “Just tell me, Mary, whatever it is. I want you to be honest with me.”

“I want that too. I want you. But I’m not sure if I’m ready for it right now.”

“What do you mean?”

“How long have you been flirting with me?” She nudges him back, scooting forward in her chair so her knees brush his chest.

He doesn’t understand the question but answers anyway, wrapping his hands around her legs, stroking his thumbs over her soft skin. “Since that night we met, I didn’t do too good of a job since you spent the evening playing darts with Jake, but that’s how long.”

“That was last January. You’ve been flirting with me for an entire calendar year. And I’m so oblivious that I didn’t even realize you were interested until you were grabbing my ass and moaning against my mouth.” She rubs her face. “So I just need some time to process this because I never thought this - us -could be an option.”

“Okay, how much time are you thinking? How do you want to do this?”

“I don’t know… there’s no free time. I’m gone this week, and next week is program review and prepping you guys for deployment. Then you’re in the middle of the ocean for two months.”

“Doesn’t really leave a lot of time for us, does it?” He jokes, squeezing her calves. “We’ll be back the first week of May. There’ll be a few days of debriefing, but then I’m on leave. Why don’t we grab dinner that Sunday? It can be as friends or as something more, whatever you want - whatever you’re ready for at that point. How does that sound?”

“You’re okay with waiting that long?”

“Mariella, it’s been a year, and nothing has changed since I saw you in that red dress. A few extra weeks where we’re just friends? That’s nothing if it means you’re comfortable.”

“I’m sorry I’m so bad at this.”

“Stop it. This isn’t all on you; I haven’t been the best either.” Bradley’s voice is firm, making sure she’s not placing the entire blame on herself. “We’ll work on it. We’re smart people; we can figure it out.”

“Thank you for being so understanding. I really am sorry about how I acted.”

“I’m sorry, too.”

Feeling lighter than they have in weeks, they look at each other and laugh when Mary yawns, her face scrunching up.

“Okay, honey, I think it’s time to get you to bed.” He stands, pulling her into a hug. “I’ll call you when you’re at Lemoore, okay? We’ll talk about our days, and you can complain about Harvard.”

“Why would I complain about Brigham?” She blinks up at him, her eyebrows creasing after a second. “Wait! Are you saying goodbye? You can’t drive home right now; it’s too late!”

He tries to argue but is cut off by her finger pointing at the clock, the two hands telling him it’s almost three in the morning. “Shit, I didn’t realize it was so late.”

“C’mon.” She pulls on his hand, leading him down the hall.

“What are we doing?”

“Going to bed?” She squeaks when he abruptly stops, tugging her off balance.

“Mary, I’m sleeping on the couch.”

Her face is baffled. “Bradley, you’re too tall; it won’t be comfortable. We can share my bed; we’re adults. We can handle it.”

His heart thumps. He wants nothing more than to crawl into bed with her, but he’s afraid of how his body might react to being next to her all night.

“Mary, I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

“You won’t. I also want you to be comfortable, so if you don’t want to share, I’ll take the couch, and you take my bed.”

“But-”

“This is the whole communication thing we just talked about. Believe me when I say that sharing my king-sized bed with you for one night won’t make me uncomfortable.”

Bradley stares into her eyes, searching for any hint of hesitation. “Okay, lead the way then, Vertucci.”

It’s awkward for a moment in her bedroom, the two of them trying to navigate this new situation together. But after some blushing and a few stuttered words, they figure it out. He’s just finished brushing his teeth when they discover that Bradley’s preferred side of the bed matches hers.

“Two peas in a pod.” He jokes as he starts to climb into bed, heart fluttering at the bashful smile on her face.

“What are you doing?”

He freezes, covers pulled back with his knee raised. “Uhhh… getting into bed?”

“Not like that, you’re not.” His wide eyes must give away his confusion and panic because she continues. “Bradley, you are not climbing into my bed, which has nice fresh sheets, with those clothes you wore to the club. God knows what’s on those chairs we sat on.”

“So what am I supposed to do?”

“You are wearing underwear, right?” He nods, feeling baffled by how this night has progressed. “Then strip, you’re sleeping in your undies.”

Bradley stands there, looking at her snuggled under her quilt, bathed in the soft light of her nightstand lamp, and still wearing his name on her arm. Based on how serious she looks, he’s pretty sure she’s unaware of how flirty her words sound. If she was any other woman, he would make an effort to flirt back, try his best to be sexy as he undresses. Turn it into a striptease.

But it’s Mary, and they just got back to a good place.

So he undresses how he does when he’s alone. Unbuttoning his black shirt methodically, taking note of how her breath hitches when he pulls the tight material off, but not doing anything about it. If he has any control over their situation, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future to make her lose her breath.

He does allow himself to make eye contact while he undoes his jeans, unable to pass up the chance to watch her watch him. He sees her scan his body, can see the hunger in her eyes, can hear the small gulp when she sees the waistband of his underwear appear. He stays steady, folding the pants and draping them over his shirt before slipping under the covers, keeping a respectful distance between them.

“Gonna turn the light out?”

She blinks at him as she processes the question, her eyes hazy from the late hour, and he thinks about how he would love to have this view every night for the rest of his life. He watches as she rolls over, eyes slipping down to the skin that’s exposed when she leans to turn the lamp off. She ends up closer when she rolls back towards him; he can feel the heat of her body radiating towards him.

“What do you want for breakfast?” Mary’s voice is soft, like being too loud will ruin the small bubble they’ve created for themselves. “Do you like pancakes?”

The question makes him think of his mom, how she used to make pancakes on special occasions and sometimes just because it was Tuesday. He never makes them for himself.

“They’re my favorite. Do you make good pancakes?”

“I make the best pancakes.” He can’t see her face, but he can hear her smile. “Night, Bradley.”

He mummers good night back, enjoying the way the mattress moves as she gets comfortable. The scent of her shampoo drifts over him, resurrecting the question that he’d been asking himself for a month.

“Mary? Can I ask you a question?” His voice is quiet, scared to ruin things but needing to know the answer.

She hums, “What’s up?”

“That night. If we hadn’t gotten interrupted, what do you think would have happened?” It’s quiet. He can hear her hands playing with the edge of the sheet, fingers nervously folding and unfolding the cotton. “I’m sorry, you don’t have-”

“No, it’s okay, Bradley.” A hand brushes his chest, warm fingers ghosting over his skin in search of his hand. She continues once their fingers are intertwined. “If we hadn’t been interrupted, we would have had sex. We would’ve made out for a while, and then I would have ridden you right there on the chaise.”

“Fuck…”

She makes a small noise of agreement. “I don’t know about after, though, if we would have had a better go of things that we have. It might have been worse, I’m not sure.”

“Can’t change the past. I’m just glad we’re fixing things now.”

“Me too.” Mary presses a small kiss to the tip of his fingers, squeezing his hand before rolling over. “Good night, Bradley; sleep well.”

“Night, Mary.”

I think I’m falling in love with you.

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[smolwritingchick]

Upcoming Chapters I plan to post in my next batch of edited chapters this week :)

Bangtan Gal:

Chapter 13- Boy In Luv (Jennie vows to do better in the next ISAC. Jungkook, V and Jennie bond over Linkin Park, BTS film Boy In Luv as Jen films special scenes with Jimin who flusters her and Suga who has great chemistry with her)

Chapter 14- Look Forward To White Day (BTS and Jen are interviewed about their new album, Skool Luv Affair. Jen gets caught in the K-Pop news after getting filmed doing something in public. She celebrates Valentine’s Day and J-Hope’s birthday with BTS)

Chapter 15- Going to SOPA (After auditioning successfully for SOPA, Jennie attends school for the first time in South Korea as she goes with Jungkook to the opening ceremony)

Chapter 16- Spending White Day with BTS (Jennie underestimated Yoongi's words when he said she would get spoiled for White Day)

Chapter 17- Just One Day (BTS and Jennie promote Just One Day and attend weekly idol. Jennie and the rest of BTS join in to prank Rap Monster during his 4 Things filming and Jen gives her point of view on him)

Chapter 18- American Hustle Life Episode 1 (Jennie can't keep her mouth shut when BTS are suddenly kidnapped in LA. She gushes over Tony and BTS meet Coolio)

Chapter 19- American Hustle Life Episode 2 (Jennie proves that she has knowledge of hip hop and gets words of wisdom from Coolio when she reveals she would like to rap one day, especially about female empowerment and confidence)

Chapter 20- American Hustle Life Episode 3 (Jennie talks about her passion for freestyle dancing as she and the guys are put to the test to prove their dancing skills. After being called out to dance, Jennie proves she doesn’t need the guys to dance for her. Jen works alongside Suga in the dance competition. Jen and Jungkook are interviewed about their friendship)

Chapter 21- American Hustle Life Episode 4 (When the next challenge has to do with rapping, Jen is quick to let Suga know about her lack of skills. Suga however, reassures her and is finally asked by her for rapping lessons.)

Chapter 22- American Hustle Life Episode 5 (Finding out that she won’t be able to use the Bangtan Boys for the American Version of Boy In Luv, Jennie attempts to use her charm to grab a guy to film with her)

Chapter 23- American Hustle Life Episode 6 (Jennie is bombarded with questions about Kevin. As part of Team R&B, Jennie tries to improve her vocal skills and calm her nerves when Iris requests her to sing an emotional song.)

Chapter 24- American Hustle Life Episode 7 (Jennie brushes off the subject of her old group. Jungkook gets jealous when he finds out Jennie and V are working at an Ice Cream shop. Off screen, Jen and Namjoon eat together but are interrupted by someone Jennie has been trying to avoid)

Also! As I continue to edit and update the masterlist for this story I will label chapters that have a lot of JenKook fluff, which ones are my favorite and so on. Stay tuned! Also thinking of making some scenes from future chapters as BTS x reader one shots and I can make a separate masterlist for that. We'll see how things go

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Forced To Believe:

Chapter 13- Catching Up Before MITB (Melanie is back in Philly to visit family and makes preparations before the PPV)

Chapter 14- Money In The Bank 2013 (Morgan manages The Shield for their matches. The pressure is on as Morgan competes in her first Diva's Championship match in her hometown against Kaitlyn and AJ Lee.)

Chapter 15- Total Slap! (Eva Marie gets bold with Morgan. The Shield visit NXT and deal with RVD and Big Show)

Chapter 16- Frustration (Morgan attends Summerslam, Melanie starts to get a push as creative wants her to become the outspoken diva, Morgan continues to have issues with Eva Marie and expresses her concern to her old friend Randy Orton about his actions at Summerslam)

Chapter 17- Total Divas Season 1 Episode 5 (Melanie joins the girls for go-karting while Ariana and Trinity have issues with each other)

Chapter 18- I Know What I Have To Do (Morgan experiences AJ's Pipe bombshell, Morgan continues to express frustration on the abuse of power from The Authority and the roster's lack of action.)

Chapter 19- The Outspoken Diva (Morgan opens up her eyes and begins to speak up. Having enough she confronts The Authority)

[hardcore-direwolf]

AU!Killer Moth's Apprentice: Her mother Mosura Needham aka White Widow was born a female humanoid Gigamoth from Planet Titanus, she gave birth to fraternal twins named Eric Leo Needham aka Battra | Black Spider and Catherine Lea Walker aka Mothra | Kitten Moth. Her father Drury Walker divorced his lover and took his daughter while his ex wife took their son with her, both parents are most wanted criminals during that time. Eric was part of the Shadows and Catherine was part of the Incursion when she got enrolled into Queen Bee's Hive Academy for Villain Kids.

AU!Star Sapphire: Kitten Walker was jealous to the point of losing her sanity when she saw her crush with another girl and getting his rejection all over again till Valentine's Day. Knowing that her crush is actually a hero, she was always targeting the hero's girlfriend and lose her fight against the said heroine. She found a bright shooting star of glowing violet light coming towards her favorite and caught the Power Ring of Love from Star Sapphire Corps with her bare hands, which led to her predatory obsession for both boys to become much stronger than ever before when she put on the ring and magically transforms into Nova.

I leave you fans and followers to decide.

Option one was inspired by Gigamoth, Battra, Mothra, and her twin children Leo and Lea.

Option two was from Deviantart drawings and concepts of Kitten Walker as an official villainous member of the Star Sapphire Corps.

Comment down and vote.

[bitter69uk]

“There are all kinds of singers. Somehow, Dinah made most of them sound like little girls.” Dan Morgenstern, from the sleeve notes to the 1958 Dinah Washington album Jazz Sides.

“Like Billie Holiday, the singer for whom early in her career she sometimes substituted, Dinah Washington lived a life loaded with drink, drugs and far too many men. Determined to enjoy the opportunities her success brought her she lavished on herself clothes and jewelry; and so, dressed to kill and driving a flashy new car, lived the party life. If she could sing a song of lost love or a rollicking good time, or care off a dirty ditty with eloquent conviction, it was because she knew the experience firsthand. She lived it … she half-talked, half-sang and her style blatantly mixed the sacred music of her background and the profanity of the blues and her raucous mode of life.” Deborah Valentine on Dinah Washington.

Born one hundred years ago today: turbulent jukebox diva Dinah Washington (29 August 1924 - 14 December 1963). One of the first African American superstars to enjoy crossover success on the white pop charts, Washington was financially able to indulge her love of jewelry, furs and sports cars. A defiant and willful tough cookie, she was known to pull out a gun in disagreements. During recording sessions, she would pound back magnums of pink champagne (no wonder her vocals sound so relaxed and effortless! And no wonder – as the liner notes to one of my CDs claims - “records were released that Dinah didn’t even remember making”). I know she’s most beloved for classics like “What a Diff’rence a Day Makes”, “September in the Rain” and her sumptuous, string-drenched version of Noel Coward’s “Mad About the Boy”, but I recommend two heartbreak ballads where Washington drops the trademark bravado to reveal a sensitive, bruised side: “I Want to Cry” (1948) and “You’re Crying” (1956).

Dinah Washington, Newport, Photo by Herman Leonard, 1955

[candy-floss-crazy]

14th February, St Valentines day, the day for lovers, young and old, chocolate and roses and cheesy cards. Reputed to have begun in ancient Rome around 496AD with the festival of Lupercalia held in mid February. Girls and boys drew names from a box and would become girlfriend and boyfriend for the duration of the festival. Of course the church hijacked it later on, and used it to celebrate St Valentine. A Roman Priest executed for refusing to deny Christ and associated with courtly love. Being UK based we usually think of a dozen red roses and chocolates or champagne. Along with a card extolling our feelings of love. But how do other countries celebrate it? Japan Being Japanese, they tend to complicate it as usual. On the 14th girls give chocolates. However they do this in two ways. The first is called giri-choco and are pre made chocolates. These will be given to friends, family, perhaps work colleagues. Men they don't love romantically. The second type are Honmei-choco, being either more expensive, or traditionally hand made by the girl. Given to their partners, boyfriends, lovers etc. Traditionally men would only accept these from girl they were interested in. On 14th March the menfolk would return the gesture three fold on what is called white day. South Korea The south Koreans, follow pretty much the same pattern as the Japanese. However, on the month after white day, they have an additional celebration called Black day. This is for all those unfortunate enough not to have received gifts on the other days. They get together and eat black noodles. Philippines The Filipino's celebrate in much the same ways as in the West. However, there is also an added incentive for lovers on the 14th. Many municipalities provide free weddings on the day. The cakes, flowers, venue, banquet and even the rings are all provided free of charge. This leads to mass weddings around the country on St Valentines day. Norway Or Valentinsdag in Norwegian. Much like the UK, with meals, roses, lingerie and so on. They do have one old belief that birds mated on this day to bear their offspring. And it's now believed that seeing birds mate is a sign of true love. TBH I don't think I have ever seen birds mating. In fact I am not sure I would recognise what they were doing if I did, assuming the tradition refers to the feathered kind. Sweden Alla hjärtans dag, or All Hearts Day as our Swedish cousins refer to it. They prefer jellied candies and pastries to our traditional chocolates. It has only been an occasion in Sweden since the 60's, so it isn't as widely celebrated as in other countries. Denmark Our Danish friends have a tradition called Gækkebreve , or Snowdrop letter. They send the object of the affection a letter, but sign it with a series of dots for their name. The receiver must try and work out who it is from, and if they get it correct are rewarded with an Easter egg on Easter Sunday. France Hmm, an unusual custom and not exactly the height of chivalry. French singletons would call out to each other across the street to be paired up. But if the mane didn't quite fancy the woman he was allowed to reject her and try again. The sadly outed woman would gather together to burn photos and other reminders of the suitors who had given them the thumbs down, as a sort of group 'therapy'. Eventually the government banned the practise. No doubt some woman felt better burning the real item rather than the photo. This early form of speed dating was christened "une loterie d’amour", the lottery of love. Wales The Welsh evidentially, don't traditionally go in for St Valentine. Their nearest version is Saint Dwynwen's day on 25th January. Here the men present a gift of a wooden spoon to their love interest. Various symbols and patterns with special meanings were carved into the spoon. A strange custom when presenting a wooden spoon elsewhere usually has negative connotations. Argentina Those randy Latinos can't manage with just the one day. They drag it out a whole week, starting on 13th and running to the 20th, sweetness week encourages the swapping of kisses for candy. The week ends with friendship day so no one is left out. South Africa The Springboks mirror the UK with a lot of the Valentine celebrations. However they do also follow in the footsteps of the original Roman celebration by pinning the names of their lovers on to their sleeves. Luckily they don't follow the original rules to closely, as the Romans would sacrifice goats, then run through the streets naked, whipping the women folk to increase their fertility. Most of the countries around the world have adopted the Western celebration of St Valentines day, with flower giving, chocolate and other gifts. Some Islamic countries are rather hostile to the holiday, and some outright ban it. If you want a Valentine treat for your staff, a party or even as a private service for your loved one, many of our treats such as Churros, Valentine crepes, doughnuts can be made with a pink dough to suit the occasion, or we can supply melted pink chocolate as a topping. Read the full article

[dotorete]

yes, she is all that i see (and she's all that i need) // t. shouto

Valentines Day: the day when people show their affection for another person or people by sending cards, flowers or chocolates with messages of love.

With love in the air, it's not that hard to be a tad bit bitter; especially when you don't have anyone to spend the occasion with. Fuck Valentines, who needs happiness anyway?

Though, the chocolate box atop of your table says otherwise.

ao3 version here

A box.

There’s box of chocolates on top of your desk.

The golden calligraphy printed over the lid stares back at you as you squinted your eyes at the brown-colored box. The chocolate packaging looks lavish, wrapped with a golden ribbon on the side and a golden logo pressed right in the middle of the velvet texture. You didn’t need to search up the name of the company who has produced it to know that it’s expensive, it looked like one of those chocolates that you would see the protagonist of a movie give to the person they like. The whole box just screams money and luxury.

Curious, you peeked inside.

Honestly, you shouldn’t have since now you’re tempted to empty out the box.

Its contents are even better as it lives up to the expectations the box has set up, the chocolate’s rich fragrance hitting your nostrils made you feel like you just inhaled gold dust. Your mouth watered at the sight. The chocolates were all customized with all sorts of toppings like a white and dark chocolate glazes, gold and almonds---is that truffle?! Your eyes widened at the discovery, just as you thought you couldn’t be more shocked. You gently closed the box out of fear and confusion, fear of being tempted enough to eat them all and confusion to who the chocolates are from.

It’s currently Valentine’s Day, meaning that almost every boy in school is planning something related to it, whether if it’s confessing or going on a date. It’s a sight to see too, especially when some of your classmates have a lot of knick-knacks from their own admirers. Your eyes roamed around for a bit. There’s a big pile of letters and chocolates in Momo’s table, which would probably startle the girl when she arrives. You could also see some gifts tucked into Mina’s backpack too, red petals peeking through the zippers.

Looking around, you have a sizzling suspicion on which of your boy classmates has a plan on asking someone out today. One is Midoriya, who is currently sweating buckets. There’s also Denki who is reading a book, although upside down. You internally told them good luck.

“You’re not going to open it??” A voice whispered a bit too close to your ear, interrupting you thought process and startling you out of your wits. With a palpitating heart and your hand on your chest, your head whipped to the side, your eyes meeting golden ones. Mina made no move to get away from you, the tip of your noses almost touching.

“What?” Your face scrunched up, looking offended at her statement. “No!”

The pink-haired girl pulled away and looked at you as if you were going insane. “Why not?!” She whisper-yelled at you, which was ineffective since you can still hear her clearly. The way you saw Bakugo furrow his brows after glancing on your direction confirmed your assumption.

“Look at it!” Your finger pointed at the golden box sitting at the top of your table, untouched. “That looks expensive!”

“It’s for you!”

“You don’t know that!”

“it’s in your table!”

“It’s not mine!”

“Are you stupid?”

You gaped at her statement. “What---Hey!”

The both of you looked stupid, talking with hushed voices when your banter could still be heard clearly by bystanders, specifically your classmates.

Your loud whispering caught Kaminari’s attention, making the blond come closer to you two. He got closer to you with one of his eyebrows raised, lost to what is the reason of you and Mina’s ruckus. “Why are you guys whispering---” Unfortunately, the man didn’t even get to finish his sentence as Mina tried to convince you about that the chocolates are indeed for you.

With a raised eyebrow, she asked you. “How do know that it’s not for you?”

You let out a tired huff at her question while slapping away Kaminari’s hands off the box as he tried to get his hands on the luxurious chocolates. You wouldn’t blame him, though. “Because Momo’s desk is right beside mine so it’s probably for her, duh.” The two followed your eyes as you looked at Momo’s table. “They probably just didn’t have any more space to put their gift…?”

“That’s bullshit.” Kaminari snickered, siding with Mina, his index finger pointing at you. “There’s no letters or notes on it saying that it’s for her.”

As much as you want to try and deny his observation, Kaminari had a point. There was nothing on it at all, not even an envelope or sticky note. This left you with neither any clues to who bought the confectionary nor to whom it was for.

“No, it’s not!” A bang could be heard from your desk as you placed your head on it, your position made you words muffled. “The two of you just believe too much at me! No one likes me that way, idiots!”

Mina whined at your stubbornness, her lips forming into a pout. “Why not?”

“Yeah, why not?” A deep voice interrupted you from answering Mina’s question. Lifting you head up and turning around to your right, your eyes met blue and grey ones. Jitters suddenly appeared in your stomach at the sight of your fellow classmate Todoroki, his soft gaze always making you unfocused and shy. You internally slapped and scolded yourself, trying to get a grip of yourself and your idiotic daydreams.

Todoroki has his head tilted to the side and his brows furrowed. He looked unfairly handsome even with the confusion etched in his face and the angle that you’re seeing him from. Tall and broad-shouldered, the man was towering over you since you were still sitting on your chair.

‘Lord, are you taking me already?’ A distant voice in your head asked gleefully. ‘Thank you for sending your finest angel.’

He still had his backpack slung over his shoulders so he must’ve just arrived. His eyes gave a quick glance at the box and looked back at you, still waiting for your answer.

Your left hand went to your nape, scratching it while you rested the other one on your chair. “It just seems too far-fetched for someone to give it to me.” Giving the box a glance, you continued talking. “Plus, look at it. It looks so luxurious. Do you get what I mean?”

“I don’t.” Dubiety laced your fellow student’s blunt words. “Why…why wouldn’t they?”

“Because.”

“That’s not a convincing answer.”

“Shouto, it’s Godiva Chocolatier.” You pointed out the logo of the box. Gasps were heard from Kaminari and Mina who were still in front of you, just watching your conversation with Todoroki unfold. They’re probably shocked at hearing the luxurious brand name come out of my lips as you can see the ogle the box on your table. “No one’s going to spend a that much money to buy a box of chocolates for me. That’s just impossible.”

“Why?” At this point, you just think he’s overestimating you and your charm on other people. His indifference in your plainness is amazing, bless him and his beautiful existence.

You knew you were a pretty friendly person overall, but no one has really liked you romantically. The romantic gestures were usually directed towards Momo or Mina but never for you. Some trying to coax you, only for them to ask for a favor of setting them up with one of your classmates. No one gave any romantic interest on you, not that you were expecting someone to. Seeing gorgeous people like Nejire Hado and Itsuka Kendo roam around UA summarized it all for you.

Average, that’s what you are. Standing out isn’t your forte.

Though the thought stings a bit, you just shrugged it off.

You told him. “As much as it flatters me that you think someone would buy me this kind of gift, I think you’re overestimating me.” You chuckled under your breath and nudged him playfully, waving off his questions. “But if you know who sent it, do tell me. I still need to return the chocolate.”

Todoroki’s face is unreadable, as usual.

You were about to speak up once again when your classroom door was hastily opened, a familiar scruffy-looking hero coming into view making you hurry and settle down to your seats.

=

No one came for the chocolates.

You left your desk as much as you can all day, even going as far as eating with Momo and your friends instead of eating alone in the classroom. You never removed them from your table so they were just there, waiting to be returned. The owner would’ve had a lot of opportunities to take their misplaced chocolate box, but with no avail. The only one who attempted to take them were Mina and Denki with the reason that they want to have a taste. You shooed the duo away, wanting the chocolates to be returned to their owner untouched. It would just be rude to return something that you took a bite in.

Your classmates were no help either, most of them just telling you to take it and eat the chocolate. Even Iida is pushing you to just go for eat and take a bite, with the reasoning that “If it is for you, it would be very rude to the sender”.

And as much as you like, admire, adore, and cherish Todoroki, he was the MVP out of all of them today. The man has been trying to get you to eat the chocolate, coaxing you with his usual tone paired with taunting words. He also thought that getting close to your ear and whispering it to you was the best way to do that, for some reason that you were too flustered to think about. At this point, you’re thoroughly convinced that one of you has officially lost it. Every time he does it you feel a shiver run down your spine as his breathing hits your skin.

For the whole day, you were hit by a wide array of emotions. Is it from the chocolates? No. Is it from the fact that Shouto is constantly giving you a lot of attention the whole day that you’re starting to think that the chocolates are from him? Absolutely not. Screw him and his beautiful face that always seems like there’s flowers surrounding him.

A sigh left you lips when you heard the bell ringing, signaling the end of today’s classes. Cheers erupted from your classmates and chaos ensued, some of them hurrying to go out for their dates. You stretched your arms upwards making some of your joints crack. Mina swiftly went your way, suppressing a grin that you would guess is from the excitement that she’s feeling. She did receive a lot of gifts. You wonder if she’ll accept one of them.

“Did you open it?!” Mina’s boisterous tone ringed through your ears.

You didn’t even need to ask what she’s talking about to know what she meant. With the most nonchalant tone that you could muster up, you answered her while packing up your bag. “No.”

A loud smack hit your arm, causing you to yelp in both surprise and pain. Your skin stung at the impact. The sudden impact made you stumble for a bit. “Ow!” Your eyes darted towards the pink-skinned perpetuator, who is currently in front of you. Dark clouds were starting to form over your head as your palm run over the stinging part of your arm. “What was that for?!”

“You’re being stupid. For the last time, it’s for you.” Mina scowled at your bullheadedness, wanting to tear her hair out of her scalp because of it. “Oh, come on! Just open it!”

“Do you want it? You can have it if you want it.”

“Well, I do but---”

You used your index finger to push the box of chocolates towards her direction. “Here you go then. You can have it.” You insisted. “The owner didn’t take it back anyway.”

“Why don’t you take it? Didn’t you tell me you liked chocolate?”

You zipped your bag close. “Yeah, but I don’t want to pay for them.”

“I’m telling you, it’s for you---” Your friend was going to start to try and convince you again, pushing the idea that the chocolates are indeed yours to take when a click—not the romantic one but one of realization—happened in her head, making her pause for a second. “Wait, then you want me to take them so I’ll pay for them?”

The grin on your face and the giggles you’re trying to keep told her everything she needed to know. Mina tried to lunge at you while she’s also giggling, only to be stopped as you entangled your hand with hers. “You bitch!”

“It is what it is, right?”

The girl fake-cried at your response, her gestures big and over the top. “I thought you love me!”

“I’d rather take a bullet for you than pay for those goddamn chocolates.” Your tone was grim and serious, contrasting with your grinning face.

The pink-haired student nodded at your statement. “Understandable. But---” Her nagging was cut-off by another one of your classmates, much to her despair.

“Why don’t you take them with you then?” Jirou asked out of nowhere, making you shiver out of shock. “Did you accept another one already?” Your classroom became silent all of a sudden, the chatters that once surrounded you all gone. You didn’t need to look anywhere to know that all of them are listening to you and Jirou’s conversation.

“No? Why are you asking me this?” Tone cautious, you answered. It’s really hard for you to act normal and chat when more than 15 pairs of eyes and ears are focusing on you.

“Do you have someone already then?” You gave the girl a deadpan expression, knowing damn well that she knew that you like someone right know, especially when she’s the one who forced out the confirmation herself. A small smirk graced Jirou’s lips at the sight of your reaction. “I’ll take that as a no.”

You flipped her off, raising your middle finger. You hear a dramatic gasp from somewhere, probably Iida.

“Just take it with you, (y/n)! Finders, keepers!” Kaminari, who was beside Jirou the whole time, inserts himself to the conversation, only to be dragged away by Jirou. The girl grabbed his wrist and started to walk to the door. “Why don’t you sell it---”

“We’ll go first, (y/n).” Jirou gestured at the door with Denki in tow, not wanting her date for today to give you any more ideas on how to get rid of the chocolates.

You waved them off with a smile. “Enjoy!”

You were walking back to the dorms, a big velvet box in hand that you decided to bring back since nobody called dibs on it. Your surroundings are currently silent since your friends were out on their own dates. From your prospective, UA looks especially beautiful today, maybe it’s because today’s Valentine’s Day and sadly, love is in the air. The sunlight gave off a yellowish-orange hue everywhere while the wind making the leaves of trees rustle together. Some pairs and groups of students are littered the front of the main building, chatting about who knows what.

Basking in the rare tranquility that encircles you, you discreetly hummed a random tune and continued heading back to the dorms, unaware of the person slowly closing in the gap between you two.

“You don’t have anyone with you today?” A deep voice came from beside you, startling the hell out of you and almost making you trip and stumble on your spot. You caught sight of red and white from your peripheral vision before looking, facing Todoroki Shouto.

“Todoroki! Holy shit, you scared me!” Voicing out your shock, you placed your hands on your chest, feeling the rampant pounding of your heart on your palm. “No, not really. Mina’s going on a date with that one guy from support class and Jirou’s obviously going with Kaminari. How about you?”

“I don’t have anyone to go out with.”

“Oh, okay.” The both of you continued walking, dead air surrounded the both of you, feeling awkward for some reason. There were no more students around you, the most of them who usually take this path are probably on dates right now. Only the swishing of the trees and bushes filled the space around you, a few birds chirping too. Your heart is still yet to calm down, and you know that it’s not about the jump scare that Todoroki gave unintentionally a while ago.

You gave Todoroki a quick side eye, hoping that your classmate wouldn’t notice the gesture. Come to think of it, it’s peculiar that Todoroki doesn’t have anyone to go out with. He is certainly popular, His locker usually having a confession letter at least 3 times a week yet he’s never accepted any of them. Girls were oggling him all day—not that you were checking, definitely not—to see if they could be the lucky girl that Todoroki might have his sight on. Your mind wanders to the thought that maybe he just doesn’t like anyone right now.

You don’t know if you should be happy or sad about that information.

Todoroki was the first one to speak up amidst the quietude. “Why won’t you accept the chocolates? Do you not like chocolates?” He muttered, voice soft and honey-like.

“No, it’s not that!” You chuckled at his question, basking in the thought that you don’t like chocolates where you are actually obsessed with them. And even if you don’t like chocolates, you would certainly not mind it eat some if the said chocolate is the ones in your hands right now. “It’s just that there’s so…expensive.” You looked down at the box in your hands and drew imaginary circles on the side of it, using your thumb as a marker.

“Should I get you a cheaper one?” he glanced to your side, looking for any signs of rejection.

You shook your head immediately, answering with a light tone. “No, not really! These are already too much---” Pausing in the midst of your sentence, you stopped walking and just blinked for a couple seconds, trying to comprehend what you just heard. You probably look stupid, just staring into nothing with your mouth gaping like a goldfish while blinking rapidly but you couldn’t even care about that anymore.

Is Todoroki…confessing? To you?

A dangerous tinge of hope bloomed in your chest, making your heart that just calm down race once again.

While you were processing Todoroki’s words, the man also stopped beside you, “Are you okay?”

“You bought the chocolates?” You turned to the said man’s direction, which was probably not good for your heart (When did Todoroki become good for your heart anyway?) as Todoroki was looking back at you, the sun hitting his skin making him look more ethereal than ever. Soft sunlight hitting his porcelain-like skin, you had the urge to rub your eyes to see if you were hallucinating. The light breeze moved his hair sway, you can’t help but compare him to a prince.

“Yes, I did.” He confirmed your suspicions in a whim, nodding along with his words. “Iida said that you might like them. It was between that one or a big bear. Uraraka told me to choose the chocolates so I went with that.”

“Oh.” Your head is about to self-destruct with what he just said as there are so many questions you want to ask. And as much as you want to throw a party right now, you can’t help but be skeptical of his confession. You never thought that Todoroki, one of the most sought-after students in your class, will like you back. He just seemed like an unreachable star, you being one of the idiots who wanted him. Your eyes lingered at him for a bit, looking for any signs of all of these being a joke before looking around, trying to find a camera, one of your classmates, anything to prove that he’s not serious.

Todoroki looked confused yet joined you in looking around before asking. “What are you doing?”

“Are you sure this isn’t a prank?” You responded, still trying to find something before chuckling nervously. “Look, you don’t need to feel bad because I don’t have a gift! You can just give this to---”

“I don’t feel bad for you because you don’t have a date for today, I feel happy because you don’t have anyone.” Todoroki retorted, brows furrowed and voice filled with sureness.

“Todoro---”

“I like you.”

“Excuse me?” If your eyes could fall out of their sockets, it would’ve fell out of shock.

“I like you and I would like to date you.” He continued to talk, his eyes fixed on you and shocked expression. Seeing that you still haven’t showed any signs of accepting his feelings, Todoroki tried to compromise, remembering something that Iida said. “I’m also willing to court you if you’d----”

“I like you too!” Snapping out of your daze, you blurted out your own confession in a haste. You didn’t want the man in front of you to think that you’re rejecting him—you like him too much to reject him, after all.

“Okay.” You would’ve thought that Todoroki was nonchalant at your confession if you couldn’t see how red his ears are. You almost cooed at the sight.

Somehow, it got way more awkward when the both of you learned that your feelings are reciprocated. The heaviness of the silence around you was raised tenfold compared to how it was a while ago.

“…Now what do we do?” You broke the silence this time, glancing at Todoroki for answers.

The man muttered. “I don’t have a plan for this so I don’t know.” It was silent for a few seconds before you spluttered out giggles, the sound music to Todoroki’s ears. His eyes were stuck on your laughing figure, the sight of you being carefree and happy tugging his heartstrings in a good way. He smiled, silently wishing that time would stop for a while.

“How about we share this?” You proposed, your giggles still slipping through – not that he’s complaining.

The sides of his lips quirked up more. It’s distracting, your giggles that is. They make him feel woozy—a feeling that he doesn’t he doesn’t quite understand yet. But he’ll cross that bridge when he gets there. The current moment is what matters more, he thought as he muttered a reply. “I’d like that.”

“Sounds like a plan!” The both of you continued heading back home, hearts fluttering in contentment and steps light as a feather.

The sun has almost completely set now, the air around you feeling much colder that it was yet you couldn’t help but feel warm, the butterflies on your stomach dancing around, not being forced to stop for the first time.

Maybe Valentine’s Day isn’t that bad after all.

=

Todoroki’s friends are currently huddled in his dorm room sitting in a circle, the usual neat and quiet space now filled with the sound of talking and laughter, with different kinds of snacks and drinks scattered on the floor.

“Ooooh! How about you confess in the rooftop!” Uraraka had her hands clasped with each other, spitting out another suggestion on how Todoroki should confess.

While Midoriya knew about his bubbling feelings (Damn him and his observant nature.), the other three have different reactions when he said he needed help on confessing. Uraraka gave Tsu some money for some reason while Iida scolded them about gambling not being hero-like but they were all happy for him nonetheless. And now what started as a study session for a math quiz next week has now evolved into a brainstorming meeting, thinking and planning on how their emotionally-stunted friend should confess to the person they’re head over heels for.

“The school doesn’t have a rooftop, Uraraka!” Iida chopped the air in retaliation, the gesture stern to prove a point. “I suggest that you get talk to her parents then court her!”

“Isn’t that just for marriage proposals?” Deku joined in on the conversation, scratching his head in confusion. Todoroki wouldn’t blame him, he’s confused too. How did their discussion go from confessing to marriage in less than five seconds?

“Marriage?” Muttered Todoroki. He hasn’t even confessed yet and his friend are already talking about marriage! His ears felt hot because of it.

“How about flowers? I’m sure she’ll like flowers!” Deku gave another suggestion.

Uraraka grunted while drinking soda, not agreeing. The girl gulped down the last drops of the said drink and replied. “She’s allergic to pollen.”

Iida backs the brown-haired girl up, adjusting his glasses before speaking up. “Yeah! One time she was sent home because her eyes kept watering so she had to squint a lot, remember?”

“I think that’s just her having a cold.” Asui countered Uraraka’s argument. “It was winter that time, kero.”

“Give her a car?”

“That’s too much!”

“A big bear?” Todoroki suggested, uncertainty laced in his voice. He saw that on one of those rom-com movies that Hagakure suggested them to see in the theaters. The main actress looked like she liked the gift, maybe you’ll like it too.

“How would you bring that to school?”

“By carrying it.” Todoroki shrugs, not minding the bewildered looks his friends were sending his way.

After convincing Todoroki that maybe a big bear is a tad bit much, telling him that you might feel uncomfortable at such a flashy way of confessing, they continued to brainstorm for a while, up until Iida gave a good suggestion.

“How about you give her chocolates? I think she told Mina that she has a sweet tooth.” Todoroki brightened up at Iida’s suggestion, an imaginary lightbulb pinging atop of his head.

“That’s a great idea!” Uraraka cheered boisterously.

“Iida, how did you know that she has a sweet tooth?” Todoroki knows it’s unnecessary to get annoyed and sad—as jealousy is a confusing feeling that he’s still trying to deal with—at his friend. But he asked nonetheless.

Unfazed by the question, Iida responded while adjusting his glasses. “I was on duty with Mina on grocery shopping so I saw Mina get her a pack of lollipops and candy.”

“Ah.”

“By the way, when are you planning to confess, Todoroki-kun?” Midoriya asked, his eyes on the cheese rings in front of Todoroki.

“I haven’t decided that yet…” Todoroki answered, his hands reaching for the jar of cheese rings and giving them to Midoriya. Midoriya muttered a thank you. “I just want to confess as soon as possible to get it over with.”

The feeling of liking someone is weird, Todoroki thought. Todoroki’s hands felt clammy every time you’re near, his heart malfunctioning when you praise him. Giddiness filled his system when you’re in the same team as him during rescue activities and group studies. Heck, he even feels giddy when he sees you in the morning, bleary-eyed or when you are basically vibrating in joy while talking about something you’re interested in. He’s never felt anything like it for someone else besides you. That makes him feel delighted for some reason.

“You’re,” Uraraka—who is chewing a mouthful of potato chips with a soda can in her hand—commented at Todoroki’s composure. “Awfully calm about this, Todoroki-kun.”

Todoroki was far from being calm.

From the moment that his friends went out of his room, Todoroki spent the whole night laying on his stomach, researching about chocolates on his phone, comparing colors and packaging to one another. His browser is packed with tabs, all of them connected on how to confess to you. With titles such as “best chocolates for confessing”, “what to say during confession”, “pros and cons of confessing”, “instructions for confessing”, “how to confess to your crush” and a lot more, Todoroki had half the mind to just back out and to never confess, taking his feeling to the grave with him when he passes away. You didn’t know that he liked you anyway, so nothing would change.

=

$199.

After a lot of searching and too much contemplation on whether he should carry on with his plan or not, Todoroki Shouto spent $199 for a single box of chocolates without even batting an eye. If it’s due to the sleepiness seeping in with his consciousness or the ticklish feeling of the fear brought by the thought of you rejecting him, he doesn’t know and neither will anyone. He punched in the details of his credit card, and pressed the red ‘order’ button, finally releasing the breath that he didn’t even know he was holding. Placing his phone on the wooden side table near his futon, Todoroki finally got to close his eyes and start resting for tomorrow. His body felt heavy and his lids were screaming in relief.

He was about to fall to a slumber when his chances of falling asleep was then ruined by his phone alarm as it rings its usual tune, acting as a bidding goodbye theme song for his rest. An urge to just throw his phone towards the wall rushes though Todoroki’s body while he considered not going to school for today. He opposed to it in the end, rubbing his face in frustration before grudgingly dragging himself to get up from his bed while praying to anyone listening to give him a decent day.

(He didn’t have a good day. It wasn’t even decent. Todoroki almost tripped for more than eight times and slept through Ectoplasm’s class, causing him to have no notes. He also almost dunked his head on his lunch, if not for Iida who pulled him by his collar.

It was definitely not a good day. The only good thing that came from that day is that you continuously asked him if he was feeling okay, to which he replied ‘yes’ because he can’t just tell the person he likes that he was up all-night choosing chocolates for them.)

Note: This is a repost from Ao3.

[ninapi]

New to this (Akaashi version)

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Note: This is a bonus chapter for my ¨New to this (Akaashi Version)¨ series, you can read it on its own, but it would make more sense if you read the rest (link here).

Bonus chapter: Our very first Valentines

Akaashi always hated Valentines day. Back in school lots of girls would try to convey their feelings towards him and he would always have to reject them as he didn’t even know who they were. The concept always feeling foreign to him.

On the contrary he had Bokuto who thoroughly enjoyed all the attention he got and the mountains of chocolate boxes littering his desk. He was just as popular with the girls but their approach was very different.

This is the first time in his life that he is slightly nervous about the holiday. Was he supposed to do something? He knows in school, girls are the ones in charge of the activities, but what happens when you indeed have a girlfriend? He feels he has to do something but isn’t entirely sure, so he decides to call for help. 

“Bokuto-san, I saw you are here in Tokyo this week, I was wondering if you have practice this afternoon? If you have time, maybe we could go to that burger chain you seem to enjoy and chat for a bit? I have something I would like to hear your opinion on.” Saying Bokuto was over the moon is an understatement, Akaashi needed HIS help? For what? What could this possibly be about. “I always have time for my AKAASHI! How about we meet for lunch? I do have practice but it isn´t until later on the afternoon.” Bokuto is holding his phone with both hands, a little too tight, trying not to sound clingy. Truth is, he loves his team but he dearly misses Akaashi, not only was he a great setter, the best if that was up to him, but he considered him his friend, his confident, he knew Akaashi would bail him out of jail if necessary, always the best partner. “Yeah, that works. See you around noon then. I´ll text you when I get there.”

When Akaashi arrived at the fast food place, Bokuto was already waiting for him in his preferred table, he wasn't lying when he said he liked this place, he even had a point card for discounts and everyone working there knew which table he liked to sit at and what he would normally order is.

While Bokuto ordered five cheese burgers and a milk shake, Akaashi only ordered a sprite and some fries to munch on while discussing his problems with his friend.

“So you said you needed my help?” Bokuto puffs his chest out proudly, waiting to be of assistance to his troubled ex-partner. “Yeah, you are the most experienced person I know in the subject, I couldn’t think of anyone else.” mumbles Akaashi while sipping on his drink. “I…well you know I have a girlfriend now, right?” Bokuto nods to this, never thought he would need love advise from him, best day ever!

“So, I don’t know how Valentines works for like couples. I read some posts online saying I should take her on a date or something, but isn’t Valentines day for girls to give stuff out to boys and confess their feelings? Do I have to do something for her now that we are official? Or does white day applies for couples too and that’s when I should give her something?” Akaashi’s cheeks tinting a soft rosy color as he speaks, he wishes he didn’t have so many questions but he really loves you and wants you to feel loved.

“Ugh, sorry to disappoint you but my valentines day experience stops in high school. I do get chocolates and gifts from my fans, but I haven’t been in a relationship long enough to ever have the need to worry about that. I would say though, how about you play it safe? Just take her on a date that day, treat her nicer than usual, make her feel special. That should do it.” he says in between burger bites. Who would have thought he could get real advise from Bokuto in anything non volleyball related. He hates he had to do this, but he is glad he has someone he could trust and isn’t laughing on his face for his lack of experience. “Ok, yeah you're right. (Y/N) isn’t the type to have high expectations on things, she probably isn’t even hoping to get anything.” he was in fact right, just having some time to spend with him would be more than enough for you.

“Then you should take this opportunity to surprise her, make it even more special!” that actually makes sense, but what could he do to surprise you? You’ve been together for a while now but you never really voice out things you’d like to do. Whenever you want to do something you’d do it right away and whenever you wanted something you would just get it yourself. A date night would be nice, nothing too fancy, just a night out for the both of you to be alone together, sounds like a good idea.

Bokuto keeps on inhaling his burgers, leaving Akaashi to his thoughts, he knows he is probably figuring out what to do inside that head of his. “I have a problem though, we have kids. How can I take her out on a date if we have two toddlers in the house.” he could call in a babysitter, but sitters are in high demand for Valentines, does he even have enough time for this. “ I can take care of them. Believe it or not, I have no plans for this year and is not often that my best friend needs my help. I can go over and we can play a board game, maybe watch a movie and order some pizza. Just go have fun with your girl.” he gives him two thumbs up and a bright smile and once again Akaashi is just grateful for having him; something he would keep to himself.

After finishing their lunch they both headed separate ways, Akaashi back to work and Bokuto went to practice.

He was a bit worried about leaving two children with Bokuto, but Seiji was there, he would make sure Bokuto doesn’t set the house on fire.

The preparations for his surprise outing were running smoothly. He thought a moon viewing picnic would be nice, majority of couples will be doing typical things like going to the movies or fancy dinners, so he looked for a nice quiet place to bring you to. He found a promising looking river not too far from their house, not many people should be there as it wasn’t a popular destination. 

February is still pretty cold, so he thought about making a small fire and bring some sausages and ingredients for s’mores. 

This was the second time he scratched his original plan, the moon viewing picnic turned into a semi-camping experience. He found out there were camping grounds near said river and he could even rent a large tent from them. That was perfect. Exactly what he wanted. 

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Valentines day was finally here and you sneaked out of bed around three in the morning to finish the chocolates for your man.

You’ve been practicing all week and were finally satisfied with how they turned out.

You even bought heart shaped trays and colored chocolate pens to decorate the treats. The wrapping was also beautiful. Akaashi isn’t a guy for big pink hearts and glittery ribbons, so you got a golden box and used a black ribbon to close it, topping it with a hand written note. You stuffed the box carefully in his work bag and went back to bed before he could notice your absence.

That morning both of you opted for the same plan, feign ignorance. Both ignored completely the fact that today was even a special day, hoping to surprise each other.

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It was lunch time and Akaashi grabbed his bag and walked over to the cafeteria on the second floor of his work building to enjoy his homemade bento made by the woman he loves.

He left his bag on a bench while heading over to a nearby vending machine for a bottle of green tea, when a co-worker tapped his shoulder, getting his attention. “Something fell out of your bag, man. Looked shinny.” the man wiggled his eyebrows at Akaashi suggestively before heading back to his office.

Something shinny? That’s weird, he only keeps his bento and chopsticks in that bag.

He spots the shinny object under the bench, quickly lifting it from the ground for further inspection. The box had a little envelope tucked to the side of the wrapping so he decided to take a peek. It probably wasn’t his so he wanted to know who he should return it to.

To his surprise, he could immediately recognize your handwriting, “Happy Valentines day, my love. Hope you have a nice day at work! –Love, (Y/N).” his brain stopped functioning. He knows this is normal, but he was so focused on the date plans that he didn’t even expect to get something. He opens the box and looks at the assortment of chocolates presented to him. They were all different. Some had intricate patterns in what looked like edible glitter. Some had caramel filling. Some were even made out of white and pink chocolate. Not even one of them was the same as other. He could see your dedication just with a glance and his heart grew three sizes right there. Some of his female co-workers stopped to look at the chocolate display feeling envious, not only of the fact that he was taken but they actually wanted to try the delicious looking treats. Of course, he would not allow this, those chocolates were his, made with love, all his, just like you.

He sent you a text thanking you for the chocolates and attached a selfie with a pink heart chocolate over his lips, he still isn’t fond of that kind of interaction but he knows you go crazy when he does that sort of thing. And you did, immediately setting it as your Lock Screen.

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Bokuto was so eager that he ended up arriving at your place even before Akaashi, and you were confused to say the least. You know who he is, not only did Akaashi go to school with him, he was currently Atsumu’s teammate, but you’ve never been properly introduced before nor did Akaashi mention anything about him coming to your house today.

“OH GOD are you AKAASHI’S girlfriend? You are even prettier than I imagined!! So this is what it takes to break guys like him and Tsumtsum. Well I would break too, you are gorgeous!” he embraced you tightly, making you blush in confusion. He was so touchy.

“That’s me, yes. You can call me, (Y/N). It’s a pleasure to meet you, I’ve heard lots about you.” you smiled up at him from his deathly squeeze and he can only hope they are all just good things.

Akaashi comes to your rescue, startled at the scene unfolding before his eyes. ¨Bokuto-san can you please unhand my girlfriend.” he jumps at the sound of Akaashi’s voice, unlatching himself from you. “Did he do anything crazy to you, (Y/N)? I’m sorry, I didn’t think he would come so early.” you shook your head, walking over to him and kissing his cheek, “Welcome home, and no, he didn’t do anything crazy. He seems to be just very affectionate. I like that.” you beamed over to Bokuto and he could swear he is in the presence of an angel right now. How can you be so perfect? You didn’t even mind his skinship, that was new for him. It makes sense though, Akaashi deserves nothing less than perfection. “But why is he here on Valentines day? Shouldn’t you be in a date or something, Bokuto-san? If I would have known you were coming I would have a nicer dinner prepared.” You start making your way towards the kitchen but are suddenly stopped by both men, each grabbing one of your wrists. “No, no, no, don’t worry about me, (Y/N)-chan, I came here for my valentines date! You don’t have to do anything.” he should change his name to ‘Confusing Koutarou’, what did he even mean? thankfully you have Akaashi as interpreter, “He is here to cover for us. Finding a babysitter is very hard for this type of events so he offered himself to take care of the kids for tonight.” you gasped at this. Why did you need a babysitter? Reading your mind, Akaashi continues, “I’m taking you out. Let me get changed real quick so we can leave.” you are going out? What? Where? What should you wear? He really is in sync with you and is coming out a lot today, “You don’t have to change, you look perfect as you are right now. We aren´t going anywhere fancy so just make sure to grab a warm coat.” you nodded to this, heading over to the kitchen and bringing Bokuto with you by the hand. “I made dinner already, everything’s here, you can eat it all if you like. The kids already finished homework so there’s nothing much to do, they know what they need to do when is bed time, which by the way is 8PM, please don’t let them stay up late otherwise they won’t wake up in time for school tomorrow.” Bokuto nods, his face lighting up at the sight of the home cooked meal, he was ready to treat the kids to the largest pizza available for delivery, but this was so much better, is not every day he had the chance to have a meal like this. You noticed his phone peeking out of his back pocket, so you grabbed it and quickly added your contact info in it, making Bokuto gasp loudly, his chastity has been compromised and you didn’t even blink. “There. Keiji doesn’t answer his phone as quickly as he should, so please contact me if something happens.” you smile at him and take him over to the living room, telling him to get comfortable while you go call the kids.

Seiji still remembers him from the day they ate ice cream together so he jumps on him, making him chuckle, “Uncle Bokuto!!”, he tickles Seiji’s sides making him laugh and Bokuto has never been happier, is this what having a family feels like? Home cooked meals, warm hugs and cute baby giggles. Maybe he should get one.

Kimi doesn’t remember him but since Seiji does, she trusts him.

Once Akaashi is ready to leave, he lets your kids know you will be back late so to please listen to uncle Bokuto while you guys come back and they both agree, excitedly waiting for Bokuto to pull out the board games he brought to entertain them.

It warms your heart knowing there’s someone else you can trust your kids and Akaashi to.

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The place you were being taken to wasn’t far but way up in a mountain, you’ve never been there before and you are stunned by the view. It was such a pretty place and completely empty, no one had decided to go there to celebrate the holiday, a shame really, it was breathtaking.

Akaashi grabs your waist gently, pulling you in for a back hug while enjoying the high quality of the air and the view with you. This already was the perfect valentines day. But it was far from over.

Akaashi needed to get the fire started before natural light was completely gone so he let you stay there to enjoy the beautiful sunset while he worked on it.

You’ve never seen such a majestic sunset before, the sky looked just like a watercolor painting. Pink and orange tones blending in together with the purples of the coming darkness; the chilled air causing your cheeks to turn rosy while it danced among the trees.

Once the sun was down you went looking for your man, quickly finding him crouching over some wood, but your breath was taken once more by the display behind him. 

A large tent, more like a canopy was set up already, fairy lights hanging from the top and cushions littering the floor underneath. It was a beautiful secluded little paradise made just for the two of you.

The fire was now alive and Akaashi took your hand, guiding you over to the pillows and sitting there with you, bringing you closer so you would sit in between his legs. He was littering the back of your neck with pecks while you played with his fingers, the widest smile covering your face. 

You love this man.

“When did you prepare all this? Looks like it could have taken a long time to set up.” you look around, still mesmerized by the cozy space he created for you. “I rented the tent from the owner of the campsite, the rest well I kinda tricked my boss and got out of work a few hours early today to get it ready on time.” he really is the best boyfriend, you knew this already but it surprises you every time.

“Do you like it?” he mumbles against your skin, your neck now full of red little marks. “I love it, Keiji. Thank you.” you let your head fall onto his shoulder, giving him more access to your skin and you silently curse at the tent for being so exposed.

The air around you both was getting hotter as time went by and you were sure it had nothing to do with the bonfire, Akaashi noticing this decides to pull out the food, leaving your slightly disheveled self to regain some well deserved air.

“I got us some sausages and stuff to make s’mores. Should we eat some?” you haven’t had s’mores since you were a kid, excitement of a very different kind now filling your chest. “God, Keiji. You really know your way up to a woman’s heart. Should I be concerned?” you chuckle and he pulls you closer to the fire, preparing the treats for you to indulge. “Nah, I don’t really care about other women, your heart is the only one I need to be in.” he didn’t even hesitate and you are pretty sure that your heart skipped more than one beat at his reply.

Getting the s’mores ready was more of a challenge than you thought it would be, Akaashi being unable to keep his hands to himself for long, “Keiji, we are never going to eat them if we don’t focus.” you giggle as he is currently very occupied figuring out the front buttons of the dress you are wearing. “You gotta stop being so cute if you want me to focus.” It’s all he says and you don’t complain.

The night goes on like that, eating some sausages, chatting about everything and then some, of course more kisses and wandering hands, choosing a remote place being the best idea he ever had in his life.

You go back home around two in the morning, immediately noticing a snoring giant sleeping on the sofa, both of your kids sleeping on him, Seiji sprawled face down on his chest and Kimi hugging one of his legs.

This really makes it difficult to top next year, today has already been the best Valentines day you both could ever wish for.

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Happy Valentines day, my lovely readers .

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Original Story Masterlist

[midnightswithdearkatytspb]

Mob bucky/seb or mob chris/andy recs??

Updated 07/04/21 ✨ = Just Added

To be added please tag me in your future works!

Hey Anon! I’m so glad you asked this because Mob/Mafia! Any version of those boys is my favorite. In my previous fic recs I recommended...

If love was an option by @mianorth » Bucky Barnes x Reader — Part 1 🦋 Part 2 🦋 Part 3

Good Little Wife & Good Little Girl by @donutloverxo » Mob!Andy Barber x Reader – A little dark and it has some really good smut in it.

Blackmail by @stargazingfangirl18 » Soft!DarkMafia Andy Barber x Female Reader — You were just doing it to protect your family, at least that’s what you kept telling yourself, especially once you started to like it. (One-Shot)

Blow Sweet and Thick by @angrythingstarlight » Mafia!Bucky x Reader — Bucky is having a bad day, you can help him feel good. (Part of Mafia Monday’s)

Run To You by @bestofbucky » Mob!Boss Bucky x Reader — Mob boss Bucky Barnes hires you to be his bodyguard. (Series)

Can’t Run, Can’t Hide by @angrythingstarlight » Dark!MafiaBucky Barnes x Reader — When you get noticed by the infamous mob boss, you flee. But Bucky doesn’t like to be denied anything and he’s coming for you. (One-shot)

Six Feet | Ch.1 ⚰️ Ch.2 by @queenoftheworldisdead » Dark Mob!Steve x Reader + Dark Mob!Bucky x Reader — Your family’s small funeral home comes into financial trouble. In desperation your father finds the most unlikely solution to solve his financial problems. | (Short Series)

Bankrupt by @mypoisonedvine » dark!40’s!Mob!Stucky x Reader — Your husband’s gambling addiction quickly got him in hot water with the mob, and you by extension. When some debt collectors come by to settle what is owed, you realize that you have a lot more to worry about than money problems.

Partition by @angrythingstarlight » Mob!Bucky Barnes x Reader — Bucky comforts you after a bad day, and your boss learns why no one messes with his girl. —> Part 2: Let Me Show You — You wanted to know what your mobster boyfriend did, lucky for you he’s more into the show then tell.

Say the word and it’s yours by @angrythingstarlight » Mafia!Bucky Barnes x Reader — Your mobster boyfriend rescues you from a long, boring day at work. Bucky always said, “ask and its yours”

Lost Without You by @angrythingstarlight » Mafia!Bucky Barnes x Reader — Bucky Barnes would be lost with you. You’re his everything and he plans on spending Valentine’s Day proving it to you.

All Dressed In White by @angrythingstarlight » Dark!Mafia Bucky Barnes x Reader — You were going to marry someone else, Bucky won’t let that happen. You belong to him now and forever. Till Death Do You Part.

Thick As Thieves by @angrythingstarlight » Mafia!Bucky Barnes x Reader x Mafia!Steve Rogers — The only thing the Mafia hates as much as snitches are thieves. And you’re planning on stealing from Bucky and Steve, what happens if you get caught?

Won’t Let You Go by @kind-of-crazy-butthatsokay » Mob!Bucky Barnes x OFC!Kori — Kori met Bucky in one of his clubs, out to get shit-faced with a couple of friends to forget about her worries and maybe take home a guy to further rid herself of her numerous frustrations. Little did she know that the one-night stand with Bucky would turn into so much more than that.

Tell Me What You Want by @angrythingstarlight » Mafia!Steve Rogers x Reader; Mafia!Bucky Barnes x Reader — Your mob boyfriend, is none other than Steve Rogers and he is willing to get you whatever you wanted, all you have to do is ask. And be careful what you ask for because he’s going to give it to you over and over again.

To Have & To Hold by @slyyywriting » Bucky Barnes x Mob Boss!Reader — Bucky is trying his best to provide and care for his daughter who just entered first grade. Everything was alright until she asks why everyone else seems to have a mom except for her. You’re just a plain mob boss who wants to turn a new leaf. Challenges arise when the world refuses to let you take a softer, non-violent route. A little girl helps you navigate a compromise.(series)

✨ Mob!Sugar Daddy!Stucky Moodboard by @brattycherubwrites » Mob!Stucky x Reader

✨ Laced Around Your Throat by @angrythingstarlight » Mafia!Steve x Reader, Mafia!Bucky x Reader — Your Mob boyfriend knows that the only thing that looks even better than his hand around your throat is his custom made necklace. You’re his girl and the world needs to know it.

✨ Hidden Gems by @jtargaryen18 » Mob!Steve Rogers x Mob!Daughter Reader — Your father is the head of one of the most powerful crime families in Boston but he’s protected you from that life. In your quiet home outside the city, you’ve been cared for and protected. When the desires of a more powerful man with the will to dominate bursts into your life, all your illusions are shattered as he comes to claim what is his.

Necessary Arrangements by @stargazingfangirl18 » Andy Barber x Fem!Reader, Ari Levinson x (Different) Fem! Reader ft. Ransom Drysdale » One of my favorite series, chapters are decent sized and the smut is so good!

Hugs My Love by @thatfuckingweirdo » Mobster!Bucky Barnes x Reader — You just really need a hug, and Bucky is the only one you want it from.

my old man is a tough man, but he got a soul as sweet as blood red jam by @cloudystevie » Mob Boss!Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader — steve gives you what you want… kind of.

Brooklyn Wars by @world-of-aus » Stucky x Reader

Petals and Bullets by @revengingbarnes » Mob!Bucky Barnes x Reader (One of my all time favorites series)

I would check out @sinner-as-saint’s Masterlist they have quite a few Mob!Bucky series and one-shots that I have loved in the past.

Special by @buckycuddlebuddy » Bucky Barnes x Reader — this one-shot is really hot.

Love, Honor, and Obey by @constantwriter85 » Bucky Barnes — This one is good and I need to catch up on.

Mafioso by @captain-barnes-writes » Bucky Barnes x Reader — Please do yourself a favor and read.

Lipstick and Crayons by @oneoftheprettynerds » Dark!Steve Rogers x Reader - In Progress

A really good DarkMob!Steve Drabble called Please Hurt Me by @gotnofucks *chefs kiss*

The Mobster’s Little Girl by @smutsonian » Steve Rogers x Reader

off to the races 🐻 off to the races 2 by @harryspet » Soft!Dark Steve Rogers x Reader

The Ignorant Beauty & the Beast by @mysterioh » Steve Rogers x Reader – With 21 parts sadly it hasn’t been updated in 8 months, it’s one of my favorite Mob!Steve Roger fics out there. *Thanks to @inactivewhore I found out this story was moved to AO3 and is now called where angels fear to tread it was last updated on 13/11/20*

What It Takes by @cherienymphe » Bucky Barnes x Reader — You left Bucky once you found out who he really is. The one thing you thought would guarantee your safety ends up sealing your fate.

Welcome Home by @punani » Chris Evans x Black!Reader — He’s been away for awhile, but he knows that his girl’s loyalty to him knows no bounds. Knows she’s been waiting for him after her adamancy in telling him there was no other option. It’s only right to make the reunion a memorable one. | So, so, so, so freaking good!

These are what I found on Tumblr that I plan on reading.

Handmaid by @extremelyblackandwhite » Sebastian Stan x ingenue!Reader — y/n works as a handmaid for the daughter of an influential mob leader who is promised to the new boss of the most powerful mob family in new york, sebastian.

AO3 Website Reccomendations

Satellite Heart » Stucky x Reader — You used to be Steve and Bucky's girl. Then they fucking left without saying goodbye. Little did they know, you were pregnant. But life went on. You raised your Talia to the best of your ability. But one day, everything goes to shit. Now your boys are back in your life. And they're not planning on leaving anytime soon.

Little Fox A/B/O Series » Soft!Dark Bucky Barnes x Soft!Dark Natasha Romanoff x OFC! & Peter Parker x Soft!Dark Tony Stark — So I can’t stress this enough you need to read the tags for this series and I kept getting confused as I read this story as to how old Violet Mason is. But this series takes you on a roller coaster, I like it, my cousin didn’t finish it, I need to catch up.

Pelmeni *finished* » Stucky x Reader — James Bucky Barnes has a good life, as a member of a powerful organized crime syndicate. His best friend Steve is a member too and his literal partner in crime. Bucky's got a problem though. You. His longtime love and secret girlfriend. Unfortunately, your father is his boss and has plans for you that involve normal life. Steve has a problem too. Steve wants in on your relationship and more than the semi-regular/occasional steamy threesomes. You don't have a problem, you're just busy with a big mob wedding coming up, which means a big celebration, that you're busy catering for.

Dying For This Love » Dark!Bucky x Reader — That was before. When you were Bucky’s girl. Now, you have a score to settle. That’s why you’re wearing Bucky’s favorite red satin dress, the one with the cuts that reach right up to the tops of your thighs, the tennis necklace he gifted you for your anniversary, and are fresh off of a mani/pedi and hair appointment. He’s going to regret the day he fucked with you. | This one is intense and a tad bit dark, but the smut is good.

off to the races » Steve Rogers x Reader — In which you call the kingpin your Daddy.

The Mobster’s Little Girl » Steve Rogers x Reader — what happens when the big bad mobster gets blackmailed by your father to marry you? (kind of fluffy kind of not. kinda dark kinda not.)

Brooklyn Sweethearts » Dark!Stucky x Reader — Bucky and Steve had always been meant to keep her safe and happy. As far as anyone else was concerned, that was their sole reason for being alive. Unfortunately, the things that kept her safe were not always the things that kept her happy. Lately, she was making it pretty damn hard for them to compromise. | Probably one of my all time favorite Mafia!Stucky stories I have ever read, just sadly it also hasn’t been updated in like 8 months and I keep hoping it will get updated.

Hot Doll » Skinny!MobBoss Steve Rogers x Reader — Steve Rogers is on the rise in the New York underground as you’re trying to keep your own place there. | Dark and good!

Doctor Doctor » Steve Rogers x PlusSize! Reader — (1940 Mobster AU!) You're a war widow down on her luck; and the King of Brooklyn, Steve Rogers, takes notice. | Another one of my favorites. A little bit dark as well.

The Widow » Dark!MobBoss x Reader — It’s the 1920s and everyone’s having a roaring time but you. | Trust me it’s just dark enough.

Those are just some on AO3, I would just go through Mafia AU tag and go to filter and click Avengers or Captain America.

[jeonggukookies]

too young || five

summary: you learn about jungkook’s past, and jungkook and his daughter aren’t too happy about that

word count: 4,116

genre: parent!au, single dad!jungkook angst

one || two || three || four || five

As long as you could remember, Valentine’s Day was your favorite holiday. You just loved making cute valentine’s cards, colored paper hearts and making little mailboxes to put your candy in. Not only that, but you just loved your parents spoiling each other on that day whether it was doing cute things spontaneously or putting love poems on sticky notes every where around the house.  

Valentine’s Day was just the day you wanted to be in love, but for the most part, you and your short term boyfriends never made it that long, so it was just mainly you working at schools, doing arts and crafts with the kiddos, spreading the love to them. 

Today was different. 

You invited all parents to come and help their child decorate their mailboxes, and you rescheduled any tasks or meetings that day as you wanted to spend the whole day visiting each classroom to see everyone’s progress and give candy out. 

Wanting to spend the most time with Jules, you visited her classroom last. Her classroom was well decorated for the holiday. The color pink and red along with messages and puns about love and hearts were found everywhere. 

Standing under the doorway, a smile appeared on your face once you saw Jules in Jungkook’s lap. She was laughing with her head tilted back as Jungkook traced his hand onto the cardboard mailbox. “Jungkook, why are you putting a hand turkey on our mailbox?!”

You talked to every student and parent in the class before taking a seat next to Jungkook. “I love the mailbox.” 

“Do you want to put your handprint on it?” Jules asked as she put a heart shape lollypop in her mouth and snuck one into your pocket. “Me and Jungkook have more for you later, but don’t tell anyone.” 

You smiled and grabbed a red marker from the table. “I would love to put my hand on the mailbox.”

“So I have some news,” Jungkook said as you pushed the marker lid off. “I have to leave a day early next week.” 

Jungkook was going on a business trip overseas for a week, and during that week, Jules was going to stay with you. At first you didn’t understand why Jungkook was telling you, but once you realized it, you dropped the marker abruptly. “Wait, that means you won’t be able to be there with me when I meet the girls.”

“I’m sorry, but I promise Jin is going to make sure it all runs smoothly,” Jungkook reassured you, picking up the marker off the table. “We can wait till after you come back if you want.”

You shook your head, not wanting to wait any longer to meet them. It was bound to happen whether you liked it or not. “It’s okay.”

“Are you sure?” He questioned, raising his eyebrows. 

“I promise.” 

After school, you spent the rest of Valentine’s Day making blanket forts and watching movies with Jungkook and Jules, and you knew that you could never get tired of this. 

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“Uncle Jin!” Jules excitedly jumped up and down as Jin bent down and wrapped her arms around her. “I missed you!” 

“It’s not as if I didn’t see you a day ago.” Jin pulled away, smiling. “Your cousin is waiting for you in her room.” 

Jules hurried off to take off her jacket and rushed upstairs. “So you’re first meeting Taehyung’s wife first, then Jimin’s and then mine,” Jin quietly explained as he took your jacket along with Jules to put it on the coat rack. “Tae dropped her off first, so you can warm up to her. Jimin’s on his way to drop off Seo-yeon, and Su-ji is still at work and has to pick up tonight’s dinner.” 

He gestured behind him with his eyes where Tae’s wife, Ji-Ho was. You were surprised by her appearance. She looked like a normal human being when the boys had described her similar to the evil queen from Snow White.

"She doesn’t look scary at all,” you whispered in a hushed voice. “Why did you guys try to scare me?”

“Ji-Ho, this is Y/N, Jungkook’s girlfriend. Ji-Ho came early, and we’re just talking about a book idea she has,” Jin said in his normal tone, ignoring the comment you made. “She wants to write a book about being able to forgive and forget.” 

Sitting next to Jin on his white loveseat, you looked and smiled at Ji-Ho who was on the white sofa across from you two, staring at carpet, not meeting your eyes. “I didn’t know you wrote books. Why do you want to write a book about that?”

“The world is a cruel place where people hold grudges over trivial and dumb things. They say they forgive, but never forget. Teaching others and helping them learn to do that will make it seem like you’re mature and able to have peace with yourself,” she explained, now playing with her hands in her lap. “Why hold grudges when you can move on and not give them the power to think about them?”

“I suppose that you can be happier just living your own life when you focus on yourself and forget and forgive.” Jin shrugged his shoulders. 

“Do you think that people who can’t forgive and forget are unhappy people?” You asked. 

“Excuse me?” Ji-Ho asked, finally looking at you. 

“I think what she meant to say is-” You cut Jin off.

“Personally, I think you only need to forgive someone and come to terms that not everyone or everything is going to work out in your favor. Forgetting it is like running away from your problems. It’s not going to go away just because you ignore or forget the feeling; you just will experience it again.” You shrugged your shoulders as Jin muttered an ‘oh god we’re dead’ under his breath. He was shaking in fear, worried about what you were going to say next and afraid of Ji-Ho’s reaction.

Ji-Ho scoffed. “What do you think about forgiving and forgetting then? You think we shouldn’t forgive and we shouldn’t forget?” 

“No, I’m not saying that, and I’m not saying that you’re wrong either because I don’t think we should hold grudges,” you said slowly. “But maybe you can forgive and accept, but you can’t forget, so you can be able to learn and overcome obstacles like that to be a better version of oneself.  Does that make sense?” 

Ji-Ho scoffed, but this time, she smiled at you and looked at you with interest in her eyes. “What is your name again?” 

“Y/N.” 

“It’s nice to meet you.” She released a laugh, which startled Jin. “I think we’re going to get along perfectly fine.” 

Ji-Ho did open up to you right away, talking about her interests and asking all about you as if she wanted to know every single detail. She was a lot like Taehyung, and you realized they truly were a perfect match for each other. They were both kind, observant and funny without even trying. 

After twenty minutes, Seo-yeon and Su-ji arrived at the same time. Su-ji immediately went into the kitchen with some grocery bags as Seo-yeon took a seat next to Ji-Ho, smiling. 

“Hi, how are you?” She asked, not giving you anytime to think or respond before talking again. “We heard so many great things about you, and I am so happy for Jungkook. It’s about time he finally found someone and that we’re able to meet her.” 

Not knowing what to say, you laughed as your cheeks reddened. You weren’t really good at accepting compliments, but a part of you felt happy, knowing Jungkook was surrounded by people who loved him and wanted what was best for him.

“I got a charcuterie board for all of us,” Su-ji said out of breath, coming out of the kitchen. She placed the large plate on the coffee table in front of everyone and took a seat in between the other wives. “Hi, Y/N.” 

Most of the dinner went well. It was basically like an interview where they were trying to see your strengths and weaknesses, but you still felt comfortable with them, talking to them.

“Can we see pictures of you and Jungkook?” Ji-Ho asked. You unlocked your phone and passed it to Jin’s wife as she sat in the middle and could show them. “It really sounds like you two are both happy and comfortable with each other.” 

“It was really nice to meet you all,” you said as most of the plate was gone. 

“You don’t have to lie to them,” Jin joked. “I know my presence is enough for you to enjoy.” 

“No, I do mean it,” you reassured them just in case they didn’t take you seriously. “Jungkook talks about Jules and his support system all the time, and it warms my heart that you guys were there for both of them when they were struggling especially after their loss.” 

“Oh?” The look of displacement was written all over Su-ji’s face. “You know about Sarah?” 

“Yes,” you answered. “Is that a problem?”

“If you want me to be honest, I never thought Jungkook would see anyone after Sarah’s passing,” Jin’s wife absentmindedly said, thinking it was a compliment. In the corner of your eye, you can tell Jin was giving her a warning glare as if he didn’t want her to say anything else to you.

“Excuse me?” If she was trying to make you feel better about yourself, she was surely doing the opposite, but you hardened your face, so she couldn’t see that her words affected you. You knew that’s what she wanted, for you to be hurt. She wanted a reaction out of you, and you weren’t going to give her the satisfaction of getting it. 

“You know, Y/N, from the way you talked about it, your relationship with Jungkook reminds me of Sarah and Jungkook’s relationship,” Su-ji said once she saw the picture Jules took of you and Jungkook laying down, cuddling in the blanket fort during New Years. 

Although hearing the name of Jules’s mother made your heart drop, you kept your poker face on and continued to act like everything was okay. With confidence, you raised your eyebrows. “I’m not sure what that means.” 

“Jin and I actually grew up with Sarah and Jungkook. We always went on lunch dates together while we were still in school,” Su-ji explained with a murderous smile on her face. “Kook’s a romantic, isn’t he? Opening the doors, cooking home-cooked meal, giving his jacket when it’s cold, and writing songs and poems weekly? He did that all the time for girls when we were younger. He did that for Sarah too.” 

Your face softened at what Su-ji listed. They were all things he had never done for you, and you couldn’t tell if that was a good or bad thing. Did he want to do something new and fresh with you? Or did he just not put in effort and care? 

Most of it wasn’t a big deal. There was nothing wrong with opening the door yourself and being prepared for cold weather. You could have easily just asked Jungkook for a piece of his clothing if you had wanted to. But the thing that bothered you the most was in a span of months, Jungkook has never written anything for you.

He was a songwriter, but somehow, he didn’t have any words for you. 

You knew Su-ji was hurting your pride on purpose, but for some reason, you let her continue and listened to every word she had to say. She stared at the pictures on your phone. “The way he looks at you is almost identical to the way he looked at Sarah.” 

“Su-ji...” Jin warned. “Stop now.”

"It’s almost as if you were Sarah.” Her sharp words cut like a knife. If it weren’t your phone that started ringing in her hands, you would have cried on the spot. You felt a little better seeing Jungkook’s name on your screen. “Oh speak of the devil.”

“Why don’t we call it a night? I’m sure Y/N needs some rest.” Jin suggested as you stared at your phone. “How about you girls go clean, I’ll go get the kids, and Y/N, stays here to talk to Jungkook?” 

The girls, one by one, got up from the couch with their plates, heading towards the direction of the kitchen. As they left, each one of them gave you a look. Jin’s wife gave you a look of resentment, Jimin’s wife gave you a look of pity, and Tae’s wife gave you a look of worry.

You slid your thumb on the screen and answered Jungkook’s call. “Hey. What’s up?” 

“How are you, darling?” His honey voice made you want to cry. All you wanted was to cry your heart out and have his voice and touch comfort you, but he was the reason why you wanted to cry. “Doing okay?” 

“Yeah, the dinner went terrific. I really liked tonight,” you lied, trying not to let your voice crack. “I’m actually not feeling so well, so I’m leaving early with Jules in like five minutes.” 

“Are you sure you’re okay? It sounds like you want to cry?” He could read you so easily. “Is something wrong? If something is wrong, I can take the next flight and be back with you as soon-” 

“Everything is fine. Jules and I are fine.” Lie once again. “Please don’t worry.” 

Jules came down the stairs, holding hands with Jin. She ran towards you with a smile on your face, cheering you up a little bit. “Is that Jungkook?” 

“Do you want to talk to him?” You asked, and she shook her head. “Kook, I’m going to help Jules get ready to go home, and I’ll call you back once we’re there. Is that alright?”

“Yeah, of course. Drive home safely, okay? I miss you.” 

“I’ll talk to you later.” You hung up the phone. 

Jules put her arms out once she saw you grab her red winter coat from the armchair. As you helped her put her jacket on, you hear distant arguing. 

“What were you thinking, Su-ji?! You had no right to do that! That behavior was unacceptable and immature of you.” Jin whispered as he scolded her. 

“What are you talking about?” 

“Talking about Sarah and Jungkook like that! Making Y/N feel bad when she did absolutely nothing to you. He paused. “Sarah might have been your best friend, but she would have been extremely disappointed in how you treated Jungkook’s girlfriend.”

“I don’t need a lecture from you, Jin,” Su-ji snapped. “I personally do not think I do anything wrong!”

“I wouldn’t even be having one if you had behaved like an adult!” He argued back. “Even Ji-Ho didn’t say anything degrading about her. She actually liked Y/N and she usually hates everybody at first.”

 “Don’t you think she deserved to know? All I did was tell her the truth!”

“You didn’t help her!” Helping Jules put her black hat on, you tried to listen to more of their conversation. “You’re unbelievable. I am furious with you.” 

“Sleep on the couch then if you just want to defend her instead of me.”

“If something happens between them because of this, I will never forgive you.” 

It doesn’t take long for Jin to come back to the living room with a forced smile on his face. He went closer to where you and Jules were at, bent down, grabbed the white gloves and helped Jules put them on her hands.

“Jules, honey, aren’t you going to say bye to your favorite Uncle Jin?” You asked. “Thank him too.” 

“Thank you Uncle Jinnie for the food and hugs.” She wrapped her arms around him, instantly, making him smile. “I love you.”

“I love you too, Sweetie.” He let go of Jules and stood up, making eye contact with you as you put your jacket on. “I’ll walk you out.” 

____

[seokjin]

i want to apologize for su-ji’s behavior. i should have stopped her, and i am sorry. you didn’t deserve that. i know you’re going to tell me that it’s okay, but save it. it really was not okay

you know what su-ji said isn’t true right? 

jungkook only loved sarah as a sister

he didn’t love her like he loves you

i promise

It took you a while to respond to Jin’s text. You wanted to believe his words because he knew Jungkook better than anyone, but his wife’s words kept repeating in your head. 

It’s almost as if you’re Sarah.

did he tell you that? 

that he loved me differently than sarah? 

He didn’t respond, and what you’ve learned in the past is that sometimes no answer is an answer.

___

"Why do you like me?” Jungkook was coming back tomorrow, and before his flight, you called him randomly. “Why me? Out of all people? I’m nothing special.” 

“What are you talking about?” Jungkook asked. “Don’t say things like that. That’s not true.” 

“I mean, come on, when you got to know me, I didn’t have a rough upbringing or had a special talent that made me stand out from others. I was just an ordinary person with parents and a few friends.” 

As you waited for an answer, you opened your laptop and went onto a social networking website. Sighing, you looked up the one person that was on your mind lately ever since the dinner at Jin’s. 

“You talk about how I’m so passionate about my dream and how I’m so amazing for growing up and taking care of Jules, but I think about you like that.” 

“How so?” You breathed out, barely audible. 

“Like I know it’s your job to take care of the kids and to make sure everyone is learning, but you take the time to connect with others and strive to make everything better is amazing.” 

Sarah’s profile finally loaded onto your screen. Her profile picture was her and Jules, smiling on a park bench. Scrolling down, almost all her public and tagged pictures were with Su-ji and Jin’s family, celebrating almost every little occasion together. “Really?”

“And I know you want to take care of everyone and you’re okay with being by yourself, but I hope you know that there are people in the world who do care about you and will care about you.” His comforting words made you want to cry. “I care about you.” 

Before you could say anything, the last picture you stumbled across on was a picture of Sarah and Jungkook together at her graduation. Sarah was wearing her cap and gown, holding a bouquet of roses in her hand. She had the biggest smile on her face as she looked up at Jungkook, who was in the middle of laughing. Although this picture of old, Jungkook almost looked the same and had the same features. The only difference was that he never looked quite as happy with you.

“Are you okay?” Jungkook asked, bringing you back to reality. “What’s up?

Clearing your throat, you answered, “Yeah. I just was thinking.”

“I also love everything about you, you know? I love how you have a different, but such an understanding perspective about literally anything,” he said. “You’re special.”

“I hope so.”

“I’m going to sleep now. I’ll talk to you tomorrow, okay?” You hung up the phone without saying anything, still staring at the picture of Jungkook and Sarah.

“What are you doing?” A gasp came out of your mouth as you shut the laptop lid as quickly as you could and turned your head to see Jules behind you. The look of confusion was all over her face along with heartache. “Why were you looking at pictures of my mom?” 

“I’m not!” You denied, putting the laptop onto the table. “Are you okay? Do you need anything?”

“You were.” She ignored your question, wanting actual answers. “I saw you.” 

She took a seat next to you, looked at your for a long time and looked down at her fingers in her lap. “I know it’s been a long time, but I know what my mom looks like, and I know you were looking at her.”

“Honey-” Jules ran up the stairs, not hearing your explanation or excuse. 

__

“I missed you so much.” The moment Jungkook saw you in the airport, he ran as fast as he could with his silver carry on suitcase, wrapping his arms around you. It was the tightest hug you’ve ever received, and you never wanted to let go. “I missed Jules too, but I really missed you.” 

He pulled away and saw the tiny red bag in your left hand. “I got you a gift for White Day.” 

“You didn’t have to.” Wrapping his arm around your shoulder, you two walked slowly towards the exit. “Is this really for White Day?” 

“What else would it be for?” 

“A gift for being insecure?” 

You stopped in your tracks, and he took it as a sign to let go of you. “What?” 

“Well, I don’t know what to think when you asked me things I liked about you, and then Jules telling me you were looking up Sarah.” Not wanting to meet his stare, you continued looking down at the ground at your feet. Once you looked back up, he saw the guilt in your eyes. He scoffed and rubbed under his nose in disbelief, taking your silence as his answer. His tone of voice changed. “I can’t believe you.”

“Why does it bother you, Jungkook? Maybe I was just curious. Is that so wrong?” 

“Except you weren’t! You and I both know that!” His voice grew louder with each word he said. It was the first time he was raising his voice at you, and it was a surprise. He was always the one who always kept calm in the most heated situations. “I told you everything about Sarah.” 

“Not the fact that she was head over heels for you!” You cried.

“Oh my god. Is this what this is about? You wanted to see if Sarah was in love with me?” He shook his head. This wasn’t the Jungkook you knew; he was acting different. “Who even told you that?”

“Does it really matter?” You stared at him. “I was bound to find out sooner or later.”

He shook his head. “No one looks pictures of dead strangers unless they want to know something.” 

“Fine! I just wanted to know if what the girls said was true. They said that you two were madly in love. They said I was practically a replacement for Sarah.  I just had to find out if it was true.” You paused when Jungkook looked away, not wanting to look at you. Not only that, but you noticed there were tears that were about to fall from his eyes. “She was beautiful and looked so happy with you. You looked happy with her too.” 

Silence.

“Seokjin told me that you didn’t love her.” 

Silence. 

“Is that true?”

Silence once again. 

“Jungkook, I can’t compete with her.” 

He finally looked back at you and grabbed your hands. “I’m not asking you to.” 

“I can’t do this,” you cried, pulling away. “I want to be with you and want you to want me because you love me. Not because I remind you of the girl who isn’t here anymore.”

“Don’t do this,” he whispered. “Don’t say that.” 

“Do you realize how badly it hurt when they told me that?” Sobbing, you covered your mouth holding back any ugly sounds you were going to produce. “I was humiliated and felt like I would never measure up.” 

“You are more than good enough.” 

“What am I supposed to think when they told me that?” 

“Believe me and Seokjin when I say that I have feelings for you.” You knew he was trying to comfort you, but you noticed that he didn’t straight out admit that he didn’t have feelings for Sarah. 

“You’ve never written me a song,” The color drained out of his face as he heard your voice crack; you got your answer. There were tears falling down your face, but he didn’t wipe them like he always did when you cried after watching sad movies. “You have never written me anything.”

He let go of your hands. 

You walked away, and he didn’t even come after you. __ 

lowkey not proofread but i really just want to continue this hehe thanks for reading

[alicemitch09writes]

lame

10.

you’re both so lame

Bakugou Katsuki was roughly 16 when he realized the stakes to be the best, the top, the number one hero. It was more than having a strong quirk, physical strength, keen observational skills, smarts, or being brave – it was all these things he realized that he lacked something more. He realized that you had to have heart, compassion, something he sorely lacked.

After all, what good is a hero working for himself and not for others?

Failing his Provisional License Exam made him realize that, putting up with shitty Half-and-Half.

He could be the hero he wanted to be, but that'd put him in leagues of Endeavor, and there was no way he wanted to wind up as shitty as that old fart.

He was lacking, but he just didn't know where. No, he knew where he lacked but just didn't know how to consider them.

He wanted to be more, bigger - become a better version of himself.

Considering his shitty self, however, that seemed like a laughable and farfetched idea.

“Are you stupid or something?”

He looked up at the figure who stopped in front of him under the pouring rain, meeting your gaze - surprised, annoyed, angry, and worried, all at once. Too lost in his thoughts, he hadn’t realized that it had rained and that he was soaking.

Grabbing his hand, you forced him to his feet. “Come on, get under here.” Once under the umbrella, you practically shove it in his hand, letting him hold because he was taller. Slipping your bag in front of you, you rummaged through your things for a handkerchief. Once finding it, you wiped his wet face, grumbling under your breath. “Seriously, if you want to be number one, we can’t have you getting sick on me.”

At the sound of your voice, your mothering, he slowly came to. “Sorry,” was the most intelligent thing he could think of saying to you. Going back on your words, he found his voice again. "you remembered."

Rolling your eyes, you poked between his brows. "How could I not? It was all you could talk about." Shaking your head, now that his face was dry, you began to walk, he followed. “So, where’re ya headed?”

“Home.”

“Really? School break?”

It still surprises him at how easy it is to speak to you now, even after everything. And he means everything. It amazes him how natural it was to talk to you, how at ease he feels.

“Something like that.”

Humming, the two of you make your way through the wet road, waiting by the crosswalk as cars pass by, the light overhead blaring red. “Well, you’re lucky I’m heading home. I’ll just drop you off first, okay?”

Once the light blinks green, the two of you began to walk with the crowd.

Shrugging, he adjusts his hold on the umbrella, slipping his free hand into his pocket. “Yeah, alright.”

You said nothing else, and walked on, the falling rain filling in the noise.

In turn, Bakugou had little else to say with his mind riddled with his thoughts filled with insecurities and fears regarding the path he wants for himself.

At 16, he realized now how quirks were nothing more than an added bonus, they could either make or break you, depending on its usage. Like you said in middle school, there’ll always be other quirks better than yours, and nobody would give a damn about how you well you did in junior high when you get to the real world. UA was such an eye-opener. That, and you and Deku.

Now, as he turned to you, watching you hum a tune under your breath as you skipped happily on the wet ground, carmine eyes softened as he realized just how much he wanted to be someone’s hero.

“For what it’s worth…I’m working my way to the top.”

Blinking, you turned to face him, the corners of your lips lifting. “Yeah?”

Nodding, he regarded you in kind regards, feeling the darkness seep away just by the curve of your lips, the warmth in your eyes. “Had a few speed bumps to get through, first.”

“And how’s that working out for you?”

Exhaling, sharply, he tilts a bit, careful to not bring the umbrella with him lest he gets you wet. “…exhausting, but no way am I fucking giving in that easy.”

“Glad to hear that then.”

At 16, he remembered that one thing he wished for the moment he got his quirk, the one person who mattered the most to him, the other person who helped propel him to the top, he finally remembered what he had to do.

Finally smiling, the best he could do anyway, you rolled your eyes at him, playfully punching his chest. “There’s the fucker, I know.”

Being friends with someone like Midoriya Izuku is both a blessing and a curse – one, you have this sweet cinnamon roll, whose life goal was to be the best hero at his own pace whilst ensuring that people are safe and sound; then, there’s the fact that he’s disturbingly perceptive and dangerously analytical. For short, he can read you like a book.

Since you were younger, Izuku knew of your crush on Bakugou.

He was actually rooting for both of you to end up together, which was only solidified during the ‘proposal’. Dear God, that was so long ago!

Even when the blond boy turned out to be a shithead, lording over with his overgrown pride, Izuku was there to assure you that your crush is valid and that there's almost something good underneath Kacchan's pride. 

One Valentine’s day, sophomore year of middle school to be exact, with some push from your green-haired best friend, you were planning on giving Bakugou Katsuki Valentine’s chocolates. The idea intimidated you to no end, but it was a step. Your mother had helped you make them, all while teasing you throughout the process. Your dad had cried the whole time, whilst your grandparents drank tea to the tune of his wails.

You had given some pieces to Izuku, who enjoyed them much to your relief. So now, the only problem was actually giving them to the blond boy.

“B-Bakugou-kun!” a girly voiced called out, startled, you hid, back against the wall. “I-I made you chocolates! T-These are for you!”

It didn't help that you were not the only one who harbored a crush on him, in fact, half the population liked him, you had a lot of competition. Izuku would say that you had a leg against the rest, just because you were childhood friends. (To which you'd roll your eyes on because it was so fucking cliche)

"HAH?"

"Um, um...I was hoping to give them to you! A-Also, I-I...like you! Please go out with me-"

"Like I'd go out with an extra like you," he cuts her off harshly, sadistically. "none of you are fit for someone like me." There was a whimper, followed by a dark chuckle. "And you have the gall to actually hand me these? You must be outta your mind. Double, if you think I'd ever want to be found dating an extra like you."

Though they weren't directed at you, every word said sent a painful jab to your heart, loosening the grip on your chocolates.

You should have known better that Bakugou wasn’t one for Valentine's Day, he’d either snub the gifts, burst them to bits, or pass them to his ‘friends’. Today was no different. Braving a look, you saw as he harshly took the chocolate off the girl's hands and blew them to bits, his 'friends' laughing behind him while the girl stared in horror before running off crying.

Had that been you, it could've been worst.

Bakugou Katsuki could care less about feelings or liking someone, he cared for nothing but himself.

So, instead, you gave them to Izuku, meaning he got two chocolates for Valentine’s Day.

"EH!? (Nickname), what happened!?" seeing the look in your eyes, Izuku was by your side.

“Sorry, Izuku, I couldn’t do it.” you murmur, defeatedly.

“Couldn’t or wouldn’t?”

You could only exhale, limply leaning against him. Still worried, he wraps an around your shoulders, squeezing comfortably. Seeing the chocolate in your best friend's hands, you felt the burn in your eyes, the squeeze in your chest, remembering all that time you spent working on it only to go to waste. In a way, it was metaphorically like dealing with your feelings, this stupid one-sided crush.

“Honestly? I’m tired of this stupid crush.”

Numbness washed over you, crawling over your nerves.

Seeing the weariness in your eyes, Izuku relents his words and works on a smile. “I-I’ll give you double for White Day!”

Smiling weakly, you replied. “Thanks, Izuku, I look forward to it.”

(Unbeknownst to the both of you, a blond teen listened in, hands balled into fists, sparks going off, before stomping away angrily.)

“Um, Aizawa-sensei, is there a reason why we’re doing night classes?”

Lazily glancing at Jirou, seeing her in gear like the rest of her classmates, who seemed tired and confused for being in the gym at 09:06 in the evening.

“Since you’ll be heroes soon, you have to keep in mind that you work around the clock. Meaning, there’s a chance that you’re more likely to work day shifts or night shifts.” His students shifted, reacting to his words.

“Well, that’s true.” Satou nods, arms crossed against his massive chest.

“Well, I work better at night, since I love to sleep in~” Kaminari says, grinning ear to ear.

“Tokoyami-chan, wouldn't you be better suited for the night?” Asui asked Tokoyami, who nodded once.

“Yes, as Dark Shadow and I have been making progress.”

“That being said, we’re only doing these night classes at random, to properly prepare yourselves. With that in mind, I’ve called for help with these classes.”

The class gasped in unison, half were excited, half were in awe. After all, it’s not every day you get outside help. Who knows who they'll meet?

As if being summoned, two figures appeared from the shadows, both sporting ninja-like costumes and donning masks - a sly kitsune on the small female, and a stoic angry-looking fox on the tall male. Together, the two bowed - holding their fists in their palms - at Aizawa, then at the class.

Standing straight, they began to take off their masks, lowering their hoods.

Midoriya and Bakugou gasped, immediately recognizing the two whose eyes glinting a dangerous yellow.

“They are from the Yoruichi dojo, they’re trained and proficient in combat, especially at night. We'll be under their care.”

“E-EH?”

"Hold up!"

“Isn’t that Midoriya and Bakugou’s childhood friend?”

You waved a two-fingered salute, rather nonchalantly. “Yo!”

“(Nickname)!” Izuku called to you, excitedly, his shock wearing off.

“What are you doing here?” Bakugou shouted, still in shock.

Tutting you folded your arms against your chest, fixing a dull look towards your childhood friends. “Weren’t you listening? Or were your explosions too loud that you’ve gone deaf?” those words were specifically directed towards Bakugou, who yelled incoherent words at you. Turning your head away, avoiding his yells, you stuck your tongue out childishly.

Beside you, your grandfather stoically took in the group before him, before his eyes fell on green and blond. “So, this is the two of you donning your heroics? Not too shabby.” Says your grandfather, the two boys stood straighter, much to the shock of their classmates, especially for Bakugou.

“Shihan!” Bakugou and Midoriya say in unison.

“Ah, the two of them straightened up!”

“Even Bakugou!”

“Just who is this old man?”

"He's the head of the Yuroichi clan," Aizawa said, hands still in his pocket. "a retired underground hero who's trained countless heroes, mastered the art of stealth and even earned the respect of several Yakuza clans for his many feats. He is simply called Shihan." Scratching at his cheek, he added. "Even I trained under him."

"That's an impressive track record," remarked Yaoyorozu, Todoroki nods beside her. "Countless heroes have been under his wing, he must be that impressive."

"Y-Yakuza clans!?" shrieked Urakaka.

"An experienced underground hero to help us further enhance our skills, as expected of UA!" Iida praised, hands moving animatedly, his classmates were careful not to get hit by them.

"He even trained Aizawa-sensei, that's so cool!" Kirishima comments, fists bumping producing a satisfying 'clack' sound.

“But, 'Shihan'? Isn’t that just a title?” Mashirao asked, confused. Beside him, Mezuo shrugged.

“Well, you get to know his name only if you’ve rightfully earned it.” You tell them, dangling against the banister, legs swinging.

...

...

...

“What the hell?”

“When did she get there!?”

Giggling, you drop to the ground soundlessly, landing next to Izuku to hug his arm. Shooting the blond a look, you playfully kicked his boots.

"(N-Nickname)!"

“Granddaughter,” called your old man, arms folded behind his back. “get over here.”

“Yes~” taking a step back from your friends, you flipped backward to your grandfather, landing easily into a seating pose, yellow eyes alight with mischief.

“W-Wait, sensei, you said that we’d have to train against them right?”

“Correct. The Yuroichi clan is the best martial artist you’ll find, but you won’t hear squat of them in the real world because of how good they keep their façade.” At that, you winked at your (still) gaping best friends. “That being said, within this class, you’ll see exactly how you’ll fare in the real world especially at night.”

Impassively staring out, your grandfather continued to stare down at the students of Class 2-A, his yellow eyes gleaning on each one of them whilst you rocked in place beside him.

“You may have had your work studies, internship, and last year's fiasco cut out for you, but that's still a fraction of what's to be expected of you as heroes." Some of the group fell silent at the mention of their freshmen year, a lot of things happened to them that forced them all to grow up too fast.

"Yuroichi,” Aizawa turns to you - cutting everyone's thought process, bringing them to now, you blink. “you can start out by picking the person you’d like to go against.”

Humming, you gave the class a good look, yellow eyes dancing from person to person. Izuku's detailed analysis flowed in your head, regarding each of his classmates.

Eventually, you chose Ochako, because you had been told that she’s one of the best combatants in class. Also, she had a rather interesting quirk you'd like to see with up close.

"I won't go easy on you, (Name)-chan!" the brunette says to you, fists clenched against her chest.

Nodding, the two of you walk forward to the mat, Class 2-A stood in line to watch from the side.

“Good luck, Ochako-chan! Gero~”

"Ochako-chan, let's go!!!"

“Go kick some butt, Uraraka!”

“This’ll be good! Some girl on girl action!” someone said, which was met with an angry bark and explosion soon after.

“Take your position,” says Aizawa. “everyone, keep your eyes on the two.” Lifting his hands in the air, readying. “Begin.”

Just as his hands slapped against each other, the slap resounding throughout the gym, you had Ochako pinned down to the ground, both her palms open and outstretched away from each other.

“What!?”

“What the hell?”

“She’s too fast!”

From his spot, your grandfather scoffed angrily, unimpressed. "Granddaughter, don't show off."

Smiling cheekily, you released the brunette and walked back to your position. "Yes, yes. Sorry~" came your breezy reply, to which he rolled his eyes at. Turning to Ochako, you offered a peace sign in apology. Rolling her shoulders, her eyes remained wide in confusion at how fast it all went down.

Aizawa, unfazed by how fast things were going, stood idle. "Alright, we'll try again. This time, play fair." He says to you, mostly. Eyes flashing red in warning, causing chills to run down your spine, your expression sours a bit.

This time though, as you both circled the training mat and settled into positions, you took a deep inhale, eyes closing. As you exhaled, your eyes slowly peeled open and revealed (e/c), much to the confusion of many - save for your grandfather, Aizawa, and your best friends.

"Begin."

Ochako struck first, coming at you with her hands open to take you down, but you managed to dodge easily in time, rolling on her back to land on your feet. Striking for her head, she easily deflected your attack and grabbed your arm. Anticipating this, you twisted your whole body, causing her to lose balance and trip. 

"Uwa!"

"That was so cool!"

"GO KICK HER ASS, URARAKA!"

While the class cheered, as the fight went on, two boys were especially keyed on the fight between the two females, taking note of your eyes.

Surging towards you, trying to get at you again, you stood your ground and waited. When she was within reach, you easily slipped your arm in hers and twirled around, as though you were doing the rodeo, and tossed her. Disoriented, she quickly got back to her wits, throwing punches your way, which you parried off quickly. And with your attacks, she easily dispatched your chances.

It was a rather even match.

"Wow, they're amazing..." commented Sato under his breath.

"I keep forgetting how good Uraraka is in terms of close combat." Sero seconds, just as Ochako aptly deflects your kicks.

"Yeah, but have you seen Yuroichi?" Throughout the fight, you ensured to knock away Ochako's hands - removing all chances of her using her quirk, cutting all her openings, and slipping through her defenses. "Damn, since's good."

Ochako grabbed hold of your arm, and you let her. Feeling weightless a playful smile plasters on your lips, much to her confusion, before you grabbed at her arms, throwing yourself back and using gravity to your advantage, maneuvering with her weight until you kicked her by the backs of her knees. Once again, the brunette found herself pinned to the ground. "And, dead."

"Alright, Yoruichi wins."

A series of cheers echoed behind you.

Grinning, you got off Ochako - who immediately released her quirk, and helped her up. "Thanks for the fight, Ochako~"

Despite being bruised all over, she mirrors your grin. "My pleasure, (Name)-chan! You're so cool!"

"Not as cool as you were!" you swayed a little, finding your footing. "Man, your quirk is no joke."

"Now, can anyone tell me what happened?" Aizawa turned to the class expectantly.

For a moment, there was silence, before Sero spoke up.

"Um, Yuroichi moved too fast?"

"And?"

"She...well, she shifted her fighting style time to time." Mashirao added, his tail noticeable shaking excitedly.

"Oh yeah! That!" Kirishima blinked, like he had a light bulb moment, hammering a fist into his open palm. "It's like one of those characters in those fighting games!" Ashido, Sero, and Kaminari nodding in agreement.

"And because of Uraraka's fighting style, she had to be the antithesis of her to catch her off-guard." Todoroki supplemented.

Aizawa nodded - save for Kirishima's comment, at every comment. "Anything else to add?"

"She was studying Uraraka," muttered Katsuki, arms crossed against his chest. "from the moment she chose her to the moment she stepped in the mat."

"Also, with her quirk allowed her to predict exactly how she'll attack." Izuku seconds in, remembering your eyes flashing quickly from (e/c) to yellow. "However, she only used it when it suited her."

Narrowing your eyes at your childhood friends, you called out. "Hey, that's cheating! The two of you know too much!"

"No, that's true." Aizawa pointedly ignores your complaints, nodding at the two.

Grumbling under your breath, Ochako could only give you a laugh before handing you a towel. Nodding in thanks, you dropped to the ground, sitting.

"Alright, so now, you've just paid witness to what you're up against. Next, we're going to test the rest of you. Shihan," Aizawa turned to your grandfather "I believe you've made a decision?"

Your grandfather grunted. "Yes." he nods, turning to the shorter man, shoulders relaxing. "Standard Rabbit Hole exercise."

Pursuing your lips at your grandfather's words, eyes widening slightly, you hummed afterward. "Heh, okay~"

"What does that mean?" a confused Asui asked, poking at her cheek. "Gero?"

"I believe it's an exercise where a whole group is to capture one chosen person. It's a common stealth exercise that the military uses." Yaoyoruzu explained kindly.

"You heard him, your objective is to capture Yuroichi."

Half the class blinked in disbelief, eyes wide like saucers.

"Wait, all of us?"

"All of you." Shihan confirmed with a small smirk, one that sent chills down the students' spines. Aizawa mirrors his mentor's smirk, albeit it was a smaller and softer-looking one.

"The person to catch her gets a free lunch stub for a week."

Mirroring your grandfather's smirk, you hopped to your feet. "Well, this'll be fun."

When you were younger and when your quirk first started to appear, it was rather unpleasant. Because first of all, you had your first period. You honestly thought you were going to die then and there had your mom and grandmother not been there to guide you. Second, straight after your period, you were overwhelmed by senses you started feeling - smell, sight, hearing, taste. It was all too much that you puked, nearly passing out on the spot.

It took you a while to get used to it, scared shitless at how much you could feel and sense things, and especially how more alert you these were happening at night.

At the time, Izuku was wildly concerned about how you've been losing sleep. You didn't have the heart to tell him about your quirk just yet, fearful of the power you had and how alienated Izuku would feel.

You were ever grateful to have such an amazing family to walk you through your quirk, the family's secretive history, and being a hero in your own way.

Since you were younger, you had joked that your family might have been descendants to ninjas, something your grandfather had yet to confirm or not. (Judging his dealings with Yakuza, you'd bet it was true)

Training hadn't been easy over the years since you were expected to master a great deal of martial arts. Some years later, you were forced to go through rigorous training to heighten your senses, learning when to turn them on or off. From your grandmother, you had learned to preserve energy and make use of them any time during day time, just remembering its drawback.

Quirks were always an added bonus, something that just made you special than the average man. Yet, quirks don't make you.

You learned that from your two best friends - Izuku, quirkless at birth, but proved that even without a quirk, you could still be a hero; and then Bakugou, though was gifted with an amazing quirk, if you had a shitty attitude, you were basically nothing without it.

Yellow eyes gleamed under the light, a glint of mischief playing through that mirrored the mask in your hand.

At the age of 14, you finally mastered your senses, allowing them to come on its full potential once it was dusk. Per family tradition, you were given a mask - one that helped protect you and leave enemies unaware of you using your quirk.

Now, at 17, you were seeing your quirk - quirks, as a whole - with a new set of eyes.

Donning the mask on, a loud blaring alarm rang out, signifying the start of the exercise.

The fox was ready to play.

20 against 1 should be an intimidating feat, but you, it felt strangely exciting. That, or maybe it was the warrior in you. These kinds of things were exciting in a way. This play of cat and mouse - well, rabbit, the thrill of the chase, stealth, saboteur, ambush - you could feel your blood tingle in glee.

The object was simple: one of the twenty students had to find and capture you. Should be easy, considering they had really strong quirks and experience you sorely lacked.

But as a Yuroichi, you were always taught never to underestimate your enemy and to always make use of your environment as much as you should use your quirk, they always helped to your advantage.

5 minutes in and you were caught in what seemed to be a crossfire of students, all deadset on capturing you - for their grade or that week's worth of free lunch. Frankly, having everyone come at you all at once was adorable, yet, it was rather fool-hardy.

It made them all the more reckless.

Grunting, you felt the echolocation sound back to you, giving you an idea of the area around you and the number of students in the way. Mapping your way, you avoided grabbing hands (appendages, tapes, and acid, oh my), hopping from one's shoulder to one's head, until your foot met the wall. Kicking yourself off, you were sent back, hands grabbing a ledge before using your weight to drop the ladder a few inches.

Hanging upside down, you lazily eyed the two heroes before you who individually kinda reminded you of grapes and banana.

"We got her!"

"That lunch is mine!"

Carefully coursing through the two, whisking through the grape boy’s balls, until you were in front of them, hands moved at lightning speed striking their abdomen, sides, and inner biceps, leaving them paralyzed and down.

"I-I can't move...?" Satou flexed his fingers but to no avail.

"GAH! Bested!" Mineta's balls fall to the ground, no longer sticking and rolling off like a ball.

Sensing someone behind you, you threw yourself forward, ice barely kissing the tips of your sandaled feet, barreling on the ground before crouching.

"Mineta, Satou! Are you okay?"

"How and why are you down?"

"S-She did something to us...!"

Mismatched eyes watched you coolly, you didn't let up, stance readying. 

You felt a rush of lighting behind you, followed by iron-clad soles hopping wall to wall. Seeing the mismatched teen's shifted posture, you smirked beneath your mask. Just as hands touched your head, you grabbed hold of his wrist, striking your knuckled index finger on his arms, before tossing him to the mismatched teen, his eyes widening at the incoming body.

"(NAME)!" an explosion sounded off.

As smoke filled the area, you stilled a moment, grunting lowly before turning on your heel and rushing the opposite direction. Hopping off the ground, you leaped building to building, not stopping once even as heroes followed after your trail.

Turning on your heel, eyeing the remaining heroes, you gave a two-fingered salute before falling backward. In midair, you twirled around, dodging an incoming combo move by Ochako and Sero, using the latter's body to cushion your fall, Ochako knocked out next to him.

Suddenly, you found yourself in some open area, with the remaining class surrounding you. Beneath the mask, you were smiling - almost madly, like the fox.

Easing into a stance, you all but raised a hand, flexing your index forward as if to say, 'come at me'.

And then it all came in a blur.

Attacks came left and right, but you were in tune with your senses enough to avoid each hit that came. You moved like water, fluidly, unyielding, splashing coolly on to the other even though the hit wasn't yours.

With your whimsical and unpredictable fighting style, it made it difficult for the class to know how you'd approach each of them, using their confusion to your advantage. Moves quick as lightning struck through through the bodies, but not enough to kill just enough to bruise and leave a mark. Adrenaline spiked through your veins, making you feel alive as your body danced with quick, harried moves. Not a single wasted hit. Carefully dodged attacks. Perfectly executed moves.

You were listening. Listening to everything, commanded only by your drive to fight. It was in the family and your blood was singing with every move. Hearing. Reacting. As your grandfather had said, you had to be one with the creatures and dance the night away.

Despite being unable to use his other arm, Izuku readily deflected your attacks with Black Whip working on trying to catch you off your feet. What he forgot was how much you knew him, how much you had helped him with his Shoot Style, and just how much you had predicted his actions. Letting Black Whip capture you, you allowed yourself to be swung around. Reaching Izuku, you took advantage of the proximity and wrapped your legs around his torso, thumb, and index finger pressed together jabbed at his elbows. For extra measure, you pressed at his inner arms.

Swinging your form back, yellow eyes fell on mint and blond who were fast approaching, hopping off your now paralyzed best friend.

A great leap over, you appeared between the two powerhouses. Grabbing their wrists, you forcefully tugged, switching sides and throwing them off, before kicking down to their ankles up to their torsos. Angered, Katsuki lifted a hand, to blast you away. Apparently, Todoroki thought of the same thing. Thankfully you ducked in time, but not enough time for the boys to realize their actions, and a loud explosion sounded off. The two were incapacitated from the blast meter...and anyone caught near it.

You landed soundlessly in front of them all, a few scratches on your costume but your fox mask still smiling.

Thirty minutes later, twenty students were down, half were paralyzed, unable to move their limbs, and had to be helped up by a fellow classmate, and half had bruises on their bodies.  A smirking Shihan greeted them, next to an impassive Aizawa, eyes glinting with a strange glee. 

"All twenty of you failed to capture Yuroichi," it was a simple statement, but man did it hurt their ego. First day of sophomore year and already they failed. "I'm not going to mince on you one by one, we can do that tomorrow. For now, tell me where you went wrong."

Grunting, the group looked at each other before it was Jiro who spoke first. "W-We were caught off guard...?"

"Correct."

"Yuroichi was too skilled." Mezo added, holding on to one of his arms.

"That's debatable, as you all should be, too, considering what you've been through in your first year. Anything else?"

Whilst the class were discussing amongst themselves, you walked towards your grandfather, his eyes regarding you with a soft, praising mien. He didn't say it, but the look in his eyes was the highest form of praise you'll get from him. Also, he handed you a bottle of water. Gleefully, you took off your mask, grinning toothily to your old man. Rolling his eyes, he ruffled at your sweaty hair.

"She fought dirty," came Katsuki's loud statement, glaring daggers at your smiling form, a bottle of water halfway through your mouth. You offered a peace sign, chugging at your drink greedily. "she's well-adept in close-ranged combat, especially because she knows all forms of martial arts and used it to her advantage and throw the lot of us off."

Izuku turned to his friend, eyes shining, as though he took his analysis right off his head.

"Furthermore, she used the situation to her advantage." Tokoyami's voice was loud and clear, Dark Shadow - a little worst for wear, nodded beside him. 

"Explain."

"She's well acquainted with the night, similar to my quirk, to which she uses her full potential and take us out whilst we are unaware of her capabilities as a fighter."

"A bit of stretch, but more or less right on the money." says your grandfather, nodding at Tokoyami. "Though, a few of you did give her a run for her money."

About to protest, you recalled Todoroki's ice, Katsuki's forwardness, Izuku's many quirks with One for All, and even Hagakure and Uraraka's teamwork, shoulders shrugging as you nodded once.

"It just goes to show that some of you may have underestimated Yoruichi for the mere fact that she has a latent quirk, too bad. Lest you all forget what happened when you all dealt with Togata Mirio last year?"

Your ears perked at that, remembering Izuku talking a mile about this amazing senior of his.

"Just because someone lacks in one aspect, doesn't mean they can't compensate elsewhere. Today's exercise shows that some of you are still leagues away from fully realizing that, and some of you are yet to be a testament of being more than your quirks. You all failed today. But make no mistake, there'll be brighter days to come. Or evening."

Aizawa's roundabout way of comfort did its job, easing the moods of his students. It was easy to find how he's such an amazing father figure to the class and yourself.

"Yuroichi-san, you were so cool!"

"Ne, ne, can you tell us more of your quirk?"

“More importantly, what the hell did you do?”

"You're seriously like that one character in those video games!"

"Can you do other stuff, too?"

Suddenly, the class was on you, questions were thrown left and right - it was making you a bit dizzy. Despite their injuries, they never looked so alive. You take a cautionary step back.

“Yes, please! (Nickname), please tell us!” Izuku asked eyes lit with life, his fingers making writing gestures.

“Yeah, Mineta and Satou were fine moments ago, then they’re not!”

"Hey, don't forget about Aoyama and Kaminari!"

"Tokoyami, too! I thought they'd be toe-to-toe at least."

"Oi, give her some fucking room to breath, stupid extras!" yelled Bakugou, hands sparking in warning.

Finishing your drink, you smiled at your explosive friend in thanks. "Well, my quirk's called 'The Night One', which means that I have the senses and abilities of nocturnal animals." Some nod at that, some try to digest the information. Giggling, you continue. "It basically means that I can see like an owl, hear like a bat, move like a cat, smell like a raccoon, and the like. It's major drawback though is that I get really sleepy in the morning and dehydrated."

"Why dehydrated?"

"Well, nocturnal animals are known to move better because there's no sun and it's easier for water balance to keep the body going. In the morning, all my water reserve's used up and I constantly have to keep myself hydrated to move."

"That makes sense," comments Mezuo, Koda nodding next to him.

Somewhere, Kaminari's and Ashido's head were spinning from the mini-Biology session.

“And as for what I did to some of you lot, it’s called ‘Chi-blocking’,” you explained simply, earning mix reactions – some were intrigued, some were confused, and some seemed perplexed. “In simpler terms, hitting your pressure points." Bringing your hand up, balling them into fists but curling index finger inward exposing the second joint, your thumb then locked in behind it to support the new position. You strike at nothing, just showing how you did what you did. "Which means that by blocking these areas, I’m also blocking out your quirks. After all, my quirk’s not that great, so I’d have to compensate greatly in martial arts.”

“That was a mouthful, foolish girl.”

Rolling your eyes at your grandfather, you flipped back to return to his side.

"She's practically a ninja at this point," nods Mashirao.

"Right, right, right!?" Hagakure says excitedly, jumping up and down.

"Eh, maybe. But again, my quirk's not that impressive."

"Nonsense, your quirk's plenty amazing, (Nickname)!" says your best friend, ever so ready to assure you, eyes bright. "It's perfect for any stealth mission!"

Katsuki nods, shooting you a look. "What Deku said. Don't sell yourself short, (Name)."

Your best friends' words made you smile the most, you duck your head into your scarf-hood to hide a dopey grin. "Dorks."

"Alright, that concludes tonight's lesson. Your classes have been adjusted. Get some rest."

"Ah, geez! Would you look at the time!"

Time check: It was now 02:32 am. To you, that's practically noontime.

“Oh," you say mostly to yourself, catching the attention of your two best friends, who turned to you. "and this might be probably too late to tell you guys now, but I’ve been transferred to UA, specifically in the Heroics Department…specifically in 2-A. Your class.”

Your parents were pro-heroes alright but were good at keeping a low profile and keeping a front. Many of their friends - the Bakugous and Midoriyas, especially, were led to believe that your father worked as an IT specialist while your mother was a customer support supervisor. It was a good alibi, especially considering that they were night shift jobs.

You could understand why your grandfather, parents, and Aizawa-san, chose to remain under the spotlight to save lives. You realize that it was rather half-assed of you to throw away their legacy, despite the fact that they were okay with whatever you wanted to do with your life so long as you were happy.

But you wanted to do more. You wanted to make them proud.

"This was more or less a formal introduction."

Their eyes bulged as your words began to sink in.

"I'll be in your care now~"

“…WHAT!?”

Name: (Name) Yuroichi

Quirk: The Night One | A quirk that grants the user the abilities and skills of every nocturnal creature, heightening their senses, abilities, and more but only at night. Because of its nocturnal nature, the user is rather restless and dehydrated during day time.

Power: 4/5

Speed: 5/5

Technique: 5/5

Intelligence: 4/5

Martial Arts: 10/5

Life at UA was…interesting. Much more interesting than how Izuku put it.

As much as you hated to leave your old school, your club, and your grandfather, you knew that it wouldn’t be fair to just hide away forever. You wanted to make something of yourself, regardless if it meant a shitload of challenges.

Thankfully, you had your best friends to keep you on your toes, making your transition to UA quite smooth.

Oh, and there was also the class, who readily took you in.

You found yourself getting along with Tokoyami, because like you, he worked well at night, and Ojiro, because he was a martial artist like you. Shoji was also an interesting character, as was Todoroki. Koda was someone you adored because he could get all the animals - especially the nocturnal ones you've been so fond of. Mostly, you hung with the boys, never really getting over your boyishness. But, you did enjoy Ochako’s company. And then there was Jirou, whom you shared a similar interest in a certain music genre. Momo made you feel like a cheap peasant, undeserving of her presence and grace. The rest of the girls were too girly for your taste but were nice enough.

Hitoshi - who had been placed in Class 2-B, was someone you'd considered a good friend. After all, you did help train him. He seemed to see you in the same regard. At times, when both of you were free or there'd be joint classes, he'd spar with you.

The struggle though was keeping up, now that you’ve mastered the way to balance out your energy. With enough water intake, you were up and about, allowing you some rest at night. Still, it was difficult to stay awake during classes. Thankfully, your teachers understood and allowed you to sleep in, your classmates – Izuku, mostly – had notes ready for you when you woke up.

After years of public school, you felt rather out of place in a prestigious school such as UA. It had a sort of elitist feel to it, especially since practically everyone was working their way to be a hero. Or a side-kick. Or a something. But, then again, it was just like every high school. You were going to make the most out of it.

“Why’re you still working, anyway? Isn’t your family loaded or something?”  Katsuki asked with a frown, fingers wrapped around his drink.

(E/c) eyes narrowed down at the blond.

“What, so I’ll mooch off them like you? Fat chance.”

Summer break finally came, you miraculously survived a semester at UA and were allowed to go home for your short vacation.

But first, you had a shift to cover.

Your two friends decided to tag along since all three of you were going to spend your breaks at Mustafu anyway.

“But didn’t your parents leave you money?” Izuku's bright green eyes turned to you, head tilted slightly.

True. A fat sum of money was left under your name when your parents died, waiting for your perusal.

“Yeah. But I just want to work, yanno?”

Truth was, working was supposed to be a distraction to help you cope with your parents’ death. After all, you had lost your closest confidant - Izuku, busy with One for All, and Bakugou had been a dead fuck at the time, they were all you had. You may have your grandparents, but it was just different when it was your parents who knew you best and all. When they died, a part of you died as well. You were left hollow, numb.

But now, things were...things were great.

"And besides, I donated some cash to my old school, specifically my old club." It kinda hurt to mention your old club, because you really enjoyed your time there and everyone was welcoming and warm (even though some gave you the stink eye because you were your grandfather's granddaughter). "They need it more than I do. I just had to make it Anonymous though."

"I'm sorry you had to leave your old club, (Nickname)."

Waving it off, you replied. "Nah, they'll be fine. Besides, they've always been plenty strong on their own." Humming in though, you shrugged then. "It does suck that it means I won't have to spar much though."

"You spar plenty in UA anyway," Katsuki scoffed, running a hand through his hair. Izuku nods furiously at this.

"You'll give Gunhead a run for this money at this rate!"

Since your transfer you were fast becoming the top (female) combatant in the class - maybe even your whole year! It also included the fact that you've had martial arts awards under your name and a family name as a sort of branding.

"Well, yeah. That, and I don't have to pretend I'm quirkless anymore." 

Both your friends reacted to that, mulling at your words. The word 'quirkless' cutting deep for both of them - all three of you, but you're all way past it now considering the path you've all decided to walk on.

"But it is nice to know that I'm free to exercise what I can do to the best of my abilities." You flex out your hands, turn them up, and gazing at your open palm, closing them to a fist.

"That's the spirit, (Nickname)!"

"Just don't let it go to your head."

"What, like you?"

"At least I'm strong."

"Fuck you, I'm plenty strong on my own, too." Turning on your heel, intent on returning to the counter. "Don't forget who beat your ass without having to use their quirk, asshole."

Katsuki sputtered on his drink, its contents flying everything much to your chagrin and joy. You couldn't help snickering.

Izuku could only laugh at you both, hashing out words at each other - words that weren't full of venom of hate, all in good fun, and just full of youthful energy. Somewhere, your manager eyed the two of you worryingly, especially at the language spewing out of your mouths.

The two stayed until the end of your shift, the three of you walking home comfortably under the night sky. Just like old times.

When you participated in your first Sports Festival, it was during a high time when you had mastered using half the energy reserve for the daytime. Coursing through so many obstacles was not an easy feat, especially when it was a hot morning and you were losing water in your system fast. Conserving energy for a nocturnal quirk user was not easy, after all.

Countless water bottles were finished in record time, boosting your system for the remaining games.

It was only during the semi-finals (yes, for some reason you made it that far) that your body finally gave out.

Slowly blinking your eyes open, only for them to snap shut at the bright fluorescent light above you, you groaned weakly. Fabric conditioner, soft pillows, fresh-smelling sheets, - you were at the clinic. The smell was almost too much. There was an aftertaste at the back of your mouth, but couldn't put a name on what it was exactly.

"Did I lose...?" you slurred, body heavy, your mind in a haze.

Trying to recall your fight, a slight frown fixed itself on your face. Everything that happened came out blank, your mind seemingly wanting you to shut down. Then, something soft nudged between your brows, as though to smooth it out. Blinking, you realized that it was someone's thumb. Once the frown eased off, the hand hung there, unsure what to do with it, before tucking strands of wayward hair away from your face.

Slowly, everything came into focus. "Katsuki..."

"That was quite the fight you had there," he comments, voice tight. You hum, things slowly returning to mind.

"He overloaded my senses," you remember, shuddering at the memory. You had been up against a Tech Support student, who was armed with all sorts of knick-knacks. "it was horrible."

"Yeah, it was." He grumbled in response.

The student you were up against armed himself with all sorts of knick-knacks to disarm anyone, and since your quirk gave you finely tuned senses, he thought you were the perfect candidate to test out his latest works. When it happened, small sparks were dangerously coming out of Katsuki's hands. He half-tempted to jump in then and there, but couldn't out of respect for you. Izuku had to hold him back, but even he was frustrated at how one-sided the fight had seemed. The memory of you falling on your knees, senses overstimulated by the Tech student who proudly advertised his knick-knacks to spectating companies, much like Hatsume Mei's a year back, sent him roiling. But then, you had used a tactic he and Izuku never saw you do before, you took off your jacket - to which, Mineta and Kaminari excitedly watched - and wrapped it around your head, leaving you blind. The Tech Support had tried to overstimulate your senses again, but with scaringly fast reflexes, you got to him, beat him to a pulp, and knocked him out for good. "But I'm proud of you for winning that bout."

Turning to your side, you worked on a smile. "Thanks," but did you really win? You did pass out after all. Maybe it ended in a draw? "where's Izuku?" you asked instead, in the end caring very little about your match.

"Probably preparing for his match," he replied, relaxing in his seat. "He's up against Monoma."

Ah, him.

"That would've been interesting to see."

"Like Deku would lose."

"Exactly."

Yawning, you rubbed at your eyes, realizing just how heavy your body feels, how you felt tingly all over.

"How are you feeling?" the concern was thick in his voice.

"Heavy." You reply, nosing your pillow. "Tired. Weak. Irritable? Hungry."

Unable to help himself, he laughs. 

At the sound of his laugh, a sleepy smile broke into your face. Reaching out a hand, you took his hand in yours, giving it a small squeeze. 

Unsurprisingly, his hand was much larger than yours but ever so gentle and warm to the touch. Much to your surprise, however, his hand was actually softer than it looked - despite having to blow up every goddamn time. Also, it had a sweet scent coming off of it, like burnt sugar. Nitroglycerin sweat.

"'anks for checkin' up on me, for being here..."

As much as he can, Bakugou tried not to implode then and there. His chest though? It was pounding, madly.

So instead, he held your hand tighter.

The next few minutes were filled with a gentle rumble coming from the ongoing fight, both of you were wondering how it went because it's your broccoli boy, some yelling from outside (to which he had half a mind to yell to keep their voices down), their voices softly discussing each other's earlier matches, some pointers, and Bakugou's upcoming fight.

"...Do you know who you're up against?"

"Dunno, don't care."

"Liarrrrrrrrrrrr." you dug your thumb nail into his skin, teasingly.

He barely flinched, face smug. "So what? I'll win either way."

"You are so full of shit, you know that?" Gone was the animosity and venom in those words, enough to crack a grin on the blond's face.

"At least I didn't puke all over the stadium."

"Exaggerating my case makes you look bad, just so you know." With your free hand, you weakly punched him. He caught your hand and tucked it back to your side.

His other hand holding yours the whole time.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, the door creaked open to reveal your green-haired best friend, tired-looking yet standing tall. Victorious.

"Hey, 'zuku..." you called out weakly. "Congrats."

The green-haired teen offered a small smile in return. "Hey, (Nickname), how are you feeling?"

"Better now that my boys are here," you chuckle, feeling tiredness creeping. "didja win?"

Nodding, your friend turned to the blond. "Kacchan, it's time for you to prepare."

Bakugou blinked, eyes dropping. Smiling sleepily, you tug your joined hands, carmine meeting (e/c), a happy sigh leaving your lips. "Go win some...Katsuki...'kay?"

Exhaling softly, eyelids falling close with lashes kissing the tops of your cheeks, your hold loosening in his, carmine eyes took in your sleeping frame. He stayed a few minutes, just watching you sleep. Just as he stood, he remembered your joined hands.

Unable to help himself, he raised them to his lips, kissing the back of your hand, your knuckles, and fingers.

The door shut behind him as he walked on, his best friend walking behind him. If Izuku made mention of the fact that both of you held hands, realizing that it had been like that long before he came to fetch his best friend, or that he purposedly walked out when you fell into a slumber, he made no mention of it.

In February, you got word of your grandmother had finally come home. Excitedly, as you were granted a leave, you merrily walked on the snowy streets, practically skipping out of UA.

"Where has she been all this time?" Katsuki asked next to you, hands in his pocket. He was insistent on walking you to the station. Izuku had "other things to do", the little sneaky shit.

"Things." You reply, cryptically.

"Things." He repeated, dumbly.

"Like I'd tell you, dork." you roll your eyes at him, the snow falling all around. "And don't worry, even Izuku has no idea where my granny's been."

Rolling his eyes good-naturedly, his eyes settled on you, his jacket - that he lent you a few days back, because you're so reckless under the snow and 'how could an idiot forget their own fucking jacket?' - dwarfing your frame. 

The relationship between the two of you was a hot topic amongst students in UA. Everyone knew that you were childhood friends who had a rift and rocky relationship growing up, but now, everyone saw that something had changed. Mostly, people noted how Bakugou was especially towards you.

There was no name, no label, no nothing yet - Izuku sometimes felt like knocking both your heads together in frustration - it felt rather nice to just be in his presence and bask in this wonderful feeling. And whenever he can, he'd purposedly leave you two when you were lounging, studying, or keep people away from intervening between your supposed moment.

"How long you gonna be out?"

"Hm, two days tops. Granny brought some treats with her and I've been meaning to spar with her." you continue trekking, humming happily under your breath.

"How come I've never seen her?"

"Oh, you have. Both of you. It's just that she likes to be in the background."

He tries to think back to his childhood, trying to remember the times he spent at your place, trying to remember, but the longer he tried to ransack his memory, the more he was left with nothing. And that led him to a snowball pelted to his face.

"OI!" your laugh resounds as his rage fuels up to melt the snow.

"Bet you were trying to nail down, weren't you?"

"I can't help it! I don't remember her!"

Scoffing, you throw another snowball, which he melts easily with his quirk. "It's okay. I mean, what's to remember about you anyway? You were loud, so full of shit, a tiny, whiny, demon. The complete opposite of sweet little Izuku- hey!"

Out of nowhere, snow pelts you in the head. Katsuki smirks at you, happy to get back at you.

"Katsuki, you fucking ass!"

He sneered, bending over to build snowball and throws them. With your quirk, you easily dodge. "Fucking cheat!"

"Don't be a sore loser, Katsuki!"

Squeals and laughter fill the sidewalk, passersby avoiding the mini-snowball war between two teens lest. 

"Alright, alright, I jest! Come on!"

Catching his breath, the blond wipes his mouth with the back of his gloves. "You fucking started it."

"Don't act like you didn't have fun, Katsuki."

He liked the way his name came out of your mouth. There was just something about it that made it more special, and really acknowledge that it was his name. It was different when his parents say it.

His name means ‘victory’ and it might as well be one whenever you say his name.

"By the way," you call, cutting him off his reverie. "don't forget to ring your parents time to time, yeah?"

"Where is this coming from?"

You shrug easily adjusting your backpack strap and shaking the snow off your hair, leaving it frazzled. "All this talk about my granny made me think of families, mine, Izuku, yours." Hastily, you run a hand through it.

"My folks are fine."

"True," the train station came to view, snow continuing to fall down the sleepy city "but that doesn't mean you should stop checking up on them."

His nose scrunches, uncomfortable with the topic of coddling. "Do you talk to them?"

"Duh, what do you think?" you gave him a look, almost offended. "I talk to Auntie Inko, too. Not just my grandpa, you know."

The fact that you take the time to talk to Izuku's mom and his parents spoke plenty, seeing how fond the adults were of you. He could imagine just how close the lot of you were, remembering the many dinners you three have had and the holiday visits. Also, there was the fact that you were an orphan. 

As much as he hated his old hag nagging at him, his father's needless coddling - he was lucky to have parents like them. You didn't have that anymore.

Grumbling, he complies. "Fucking fine."

Reaching a crosswalk, the two of you stop at red, cars whisking through. Despite being damp from the top up, his quirk helped warm him just a bit. He'd have to hurry back to the dorms lest he catches a cold. The fact that he was with you, however, that made him warm - fuzzy, annoyingly warm that he could feel from his head to his toes. When the light flashed green, the two of you walk.

"You've changed." you say, he turns to find you staring at him in awe, surprise, pride in your eyes. “What are you up to?”

He feels his blood rushing to his cheeks, feels something catch in his throat, feels a flutter in his belly.

“Small things. Little things. Anything for a chance at redemption.”

“…a chance at redemption.” you repeat, testing the words.

He sighed, eyes forward. “For you, Deku, and myself.”

Bakugou Katsuki truly has grown so much since you last saw him. It made you proud, so fucking proud.

Weirded out by your silence, he turns to you, about to berate, only to freeze at the way you were glowing at him, for him.

It was reminiscent of the one he remembered from his childhood. That silly girl with dirt on her hands and fingers, leaves on her (h/c) hair, holding his hand with a flower ring she made for him. It was the one smile he could never forget, treasured, and one he'd never thought to be at the receiving end ever again.

“You’re so lame, you know that?” Sputtering, you didn’t give him a chance to explain himself before tossing him something. “Here,”

Although caught off-guard, he catches it easily. Way too easily.

Asshole.

He didn’t have to ask to know what it was, cheeks warming and reddening.

“Happy Valentine’s Katsuki~” giving him a two-fingered salute, you walked into the train station, smiling silly to yourself.

“O-Oi!”

Looking over your shoulder, (e/c) eyes blinking curiously at him, he could very well see your cheeks were just as red.

“…expect double- no, triple on White Day!”

Snorting, the silly smile returned, only, it was aimed at him. Surprised, but honored.

“Lame ass.”

Izuku was in the common area, furiously checking up new hero updates on his phone, a bag of chocolates shaped like All Might you had given earlier half-finished, a cup of hot cocoa sitting next to it when the front door slammed open.

“Oi, Deku!”

“Ah? Kacchan?”

The blond teen walked towards him, noticeably wet and red in the face.

Once he stood in front of him, he seemed to deflate. Scratching the back of his neck, chin tucked in, his actions very uncharacteristic of the loudmouth he’s used to making the green-haired teen worry.

"Kacchan?"

“…w-what does (Name) like?”

"Eh?"

His eyes caught on something on Kacchan's pocket, chocolates. Not just any chocolates, those were your chocolates!

Unable to help himself, Izuku combusted then and there – finally, his ship was coming to life!

[end]

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[chungledown-bimothy]

That tattoo is so good omg!! I've been wanting to get another one for so long, but I don't know what I'd get quite just yet!!

Ajdhhdd literally I looked at Saccharina and my brain just went "OOP, favorite character" but also like. As a lesbian, gooey was just 👀👀👀 (sorry if that's TMI or anything!)

That is such a good line!! Ally is so funny to me- the pure indignation they put into that line and others when it comes to Preston's unfortunate demise was always so great. Also, I love that they constantly try to cover different aspects of the queer experience!

Oooof, Mormonism is rough. I grew up in a predominantly Mormon town (as in, more Mormons per Capita than Salt lake city) and most of my friends growing up were Mormon. All of the architecture in the temples and stuff looked (from the outside, at least. I was obviously never allowed inside) so sterile! I can't imagine that. What did you do during the 3 hours of church?? Because catholic mass is only like an hour and as a kid I got so bored I wouldn't pay attention at all.

I would literally just study all the gargoyles/angels/faces in general carved into the walls and ceiling, as well as the stained glass windows and statues. My brother and I got into trouble a few times because neither of us paid attention 😂 one time, we both stood up because our grandparents and most people around us stood up, and we didn't understand why our grandparents kept frantically trying to get us to sit down until the priest started talking about how all the married couples in the church were standing 😂😂 (it was valentine's day).

AaAAAAA I'm literally so excited!!!! I've been on a FOB kick lately! What are some of your favorite songs by them?

I wish I could do that 😭 I work nights (7 days where I work 12-hour shifts and then I have 7 days off) and Wednesdays are my Mondays and Fridays, so I'm usually sleeping most of the day!! But once I'm at work, I'm absolutely gonna be juggling both to the best of my ability!

- 🪐

thanks! it was my first, and it's the only one i've gotten so far that hasn't aged terribly lmfao

"another?" mind if i ask about your current tattoo situation? (no worries, of course, if you'd rather not)

i've been so thirsty for so many npcs on this blog, being into gooey is so far from tmi lol

i love ally so much. it's a little bit headcanon-y, but i think that, with timothy, they've now had a character that is L G B and T (i choose to believe pete is bi) and, of course, ace icon liam wilhelmina.

oof that's a fuckin lot of mormons

i've only been inside temples a few times (i started dating a non-member and therefore was unworthy to enter any more), and i left entirely before i could do any of the Really Culty Stuff, but trust me, the inside is even more sterile looking than the outside. everything is white and beige and boring as all hell.

iirc they changed it to 2 hours a few years back (now they alternate doing what used to be the second and third hours), but the 3 hour system was:

the first hour was essentially mass. everyone in one room, getting preached at, sacrament (rebranded communion), singing songs.

the second hour was sunday school. idk how the adults split up, maybe it was one big class? i left when i was 17. but the kids were split up by age, each group had a teacher, and we studied different parts of the scriptures and sometimes church history.

the third hour was essentially 5 separate second, smaller versions of the first hour, separated by age and gender (everyone under 12, 12-17 boys, 12-17 girls, adult men, adult women), but without the sacrament.

it was fucking terrible lmao

holy shit that's hilarious 😂 i was always too Anxious to cause trouble, but my brothers definitely did a lot of jumping up on the seats and making noise

oh goodness um. of all the gin joints and thks fr th mmrs for sure. dance dance goes without saying. also my songs know what you did in the dark.

the entirety of american beauty/american psycho fucks HARD.

i'm not good at picking favorite songs, clearly lmao

that's a fucking killer schedule my god D: