#ver sick but had to come to school

[eunchancorner]

GOOD MORNING EUN!!!

haisss

[arent-i-the-fairest]

I can't live like this any longer. PLEASE I NEED YOU TO WRITE NEIGE CONTENT OF ANYTHING PLEASEEEEE

𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 (𝟐)

he takes care of you while you’re sick. (romantic)

author’s note : in addition to neige, i wrote hcs for che’nya and rollo! i love these three so much <333

crowley, crewel, and sam ver. of this prompt here!

neige leblanche

“you really called off a photoshoot just to come take care of me? you know you didn’t have to,” you said, smiling softly. neige shook his head.

“oh, i know, i know. but i just couldn’t help myself. the thought of you being all alone while sick just makes me so sad!” he pouts, taking your hands in his. “so i had to come! now, come on and lay down. take it easy and just leave everything to me! i’ll take good care of you.”

he babies you so hard, it’s to the point you almost feel embarrassed. like, he spoons feed you and everything. but he seems no shame in it!

he also decides to take it upon himself to do all ramshackle’s housekeeping and chores for you. (househusband material, honestly.)

no matter how many times you warn him that your sickness is contagious, he can’t resist giving you little kisses throughout the day. so it was no surprise when he called saying he was sick the next day…

“don’t say you didn’t expect this to happen, neige.”

neige only let out a whine and hid his face in the fluffy pile of blankets you brought him. as much as you wanted to scold him for not listening to your warnings, seeing him in such a pitiful state made it impossible.

you’ll save the lecture for later. for now, you’ll be gentle with him, just like he was with you while you were sick.

che’nya

“oh my, you’re not looking too well!” che’nya chuckles, quirking his head to the side as he looks at you. “well, don’t worry. nurse artemiy artemiyevich pinker is here to help you recover!”

you didn’t have the highest expectations when it came to his caregiving skills, but he actually does really well at taking care of you. he’s very attentive when it comes to your needs. be warned though, he will ask you if you’re feeling better like every 20 minutes just to annoy you.

he’ll exaggerate his cat behaviors to entertain you— and maybe to get you to coo over him being cute. he’ll knead blankets (or perhaps your lap if he wants to rest there instead), bump his head against you, and the like. if you had a cat toy, he’d probably play with it. all without feeling the slightest bit of embarrassment too.

“i’ve gotta ask… did you really come here to take care of me, or was this just an elaborate plan to get me to pet you?” you joked as you scratched behind che’nya’s ears.

“oh no, you’ve caught on! i just came for some pets,” he teased back, purring and leaning into your touch. “— just kidding, of course. hehe.”

you chuckle and lay your head against his chest, listening to the calming sound of his purring as you drift off to sleep.

rollo flamme

you got sick from getting hit by several spells. the perpetrators were none other than ace and deuce, whose fight you accidentally got caught in the crossfire of. (they’ve apologized to you over ten times for this..)

with all the chaos that’s been thrown your way so far, you hardly cared. this is just another tuesday at nrc for you. but you know who did care? rollo.

needless to say, he was not happy to hear of this situation. it’s only served to support his resolve of wanting to eradicate magic.

he tries to hide his anger about the context of how you got sick… and he doesn’t do a good job at it. you’ll look at him once in a while and his face will be twisted up in a scowl. or sometimes you’ll hear him muttering under his breath about “vile reckless mages…” and the like.

knowing how no-nonsense he is, you were a bit nervous about being in his care. but he ended up being a lot more gentle with you than you expected! (… he still made you study though. no falling behind in school on his watch.)

just like neige, he took it upon himself to do all the housekeeping for you. and you swear, you’ve never seen ramshackle so spotless. rollo does not play when it comes to cleanliness.

you watch in amusement as ace and deuce desperately try to convince rollo to let them enter your dorm. rollo is not even slightly swayed by their pleas, standing his ground on not letting them step foot in ramshackle.

“you two are the reason the prefect is ill in the first place. you’ve proven yourselves to be dangerous. i will not take the risk of letting you miscreants in and causing any more trouble for them.” rollo glares down at the pair, getting ready to shut the door on them. you quietly laugh at how protective he’s being.

you walk over to rollo, gently pulling him away from the door to let ace and deuce in. “come on, rollo. let them in. i’m sure they’ll be on their best behavior, especially with you here watching them like a hawk.”

rollo sighs and finally relaxes. “hmph… fine.”

[merao-mariposa]

Chef Missa x Shapeshifter-Crow Phil AU.

(Just hear me out)

Missa is a single father looking to be a professional chef, moving to France to work in his idol's restaurant. He takes his daughter, takes his suitcases and moves to Paris, France to fulfill his dreams.

Phil is an ex-fighter who needs a change and get away from everything after a dramatic event (no spoiler) so when he receives an invitation from his brother in arms, Etoiles, to stay with him in France for a while he does not hesitate to accept.

His son Chayanne has trouble adjusting to his new life due to his selective mutism, fortunately Tallulah (Not tula) and Chayanne become friends at school.

Pissa basically know each other through their children.

Time skip to Tallulah finding out that Chayanne likes cooking, and it just so happens that his dad is el mejor chef del mundo! (She says) Missa starts giving cooking classes to Chayanne (it has nothing to do with him wanting to get closer to Phil, nope, absolutely not, he could never ever thought about that, he only does it because he cares about Chay//and his father)

Missa tries to play it cool and suave for Phil which leads to a lot of silly cartoon situations.

Missa and Phil get distracted by cooking, more smoke than normal starts coming out but they are so caught up in their flirting that they don't notice. Missa: Is it hotter here or is it just me?? Phil laughs, looks into his eyes, into his lips and back into his eyes, and slowly approaches, so slowly and Missa's heart almost sto- Until suddenly a blast of dry ice hits them rigth in their faces. Chayanne came back from whatever he was going to do, and found a tower of smoke! What happened!? …Neither Phil nor Missa can answer that. A bit because they are covered in dry ice and another bit because no mames, what a shame.

Jump to Missa, he's feeling homesick and unsure of his abilities. Tallulah has a fever and Missa is too worried.

The cooking classes stop for a few days.

Until a crow suddenly crosses through his window. That should scare him, his daughter is sick! And crows don't exactly prophesy health.

But he doesn't find himself able to chase away the creature that looks almost as worried as Missas feels. If crows had faces he would say that he frowns when he sees the girl. This crow seems to be really used to humans or something because he allows himself to be petted by Tallulah as if he were a cat, his feathers fluff up and rumble as if he were almost purring in his daughter's hands, her tired face lights up cuz of something that It's not the fever.

He decides to leave them alone.

Since that day the crow visits them more often almost like a family pet, he always comes and goes at night and always seems to be there when they need him most.

(Abajo esta en español, no worries my friends)

Missa es un padre soltero que busca ser chef profesional y se muda a Francia para trabajar en el restaurante de su ídolo. Toma a su hija, toma sus maletas y llega a París, Francia para cumplir su sueño.

Phil es un ex-peleador que necesita un cambio y alejarse de todo tras un susceso dramático (no spoiler) por lo que cuando recibe una invitado de su hermano de armas, Etoiles, para quedarse con el en Francia durante un tiempo no duda en aceptar.

Su hijo Chayanne tiene problemas para adaptarse al colegio y su nueva vida por su mutismo selectivo, afortunadamente Tallulah (no tula) y Chayanne se hacen amigos en la escuela.

Básicamente se conocen a través de sus hijos.

Salto de tiempo a que Tallulah se entere de que a Chayanne le gusta cocinar, y da la casualidad de que su papá es el mejor chef del mundo! (Dice ella) Missa empieza darle clases de cocina a Chayanne (no tiene nada que ver que quiera acercarse a su padre, nop, en definitiva y absolutamente nunca pensó en eso, solo lo hace porque le cae bien el niño //y su padre)

Missa trata de jugarlo cool y suave para Phil lo que lleva a un montón de situaciones tontas de caricatura. Missa y Phil se distraen cocinando, empieza salir más humo de lo normal pero ellos están tan atrapados en su coqueteo que no se dan cuenta. Missa: hace más calor aquí o soy solo yo? Phil se ríe, lo mira a los ojo, a los labios y devuelta a los ojos, y se va acercando lentamente, tan lento y el corazón de Missa casi se detien- Hasta que una ráfaga de hielo seco los golpea de lleno en la cara. Chayanne regresó de lo que sea que fue a hacer, volvió y encontró una enorme torre de humo! Qué pasó?! …Ni Phil ni Missa pueden responder a eso. Un poco porque están cubiertos de hielo seco y otro poco porque no mames que vergüenza.

Salto a Missa, tiempo despues, se siente nostálgico e inseguro de sus habilidades, para peor Tallulah tiene fiebre y Missa está demasiado preocupado.

Las clases de cocina paran durante algunos dias.

Hasta que un cuervo se mete por su ventana. Eso debería asustarlo, su hija está enferma! Y los cuervos no profetizan la salud exactamente.

Pero no se encuentra a si mismo capaz de echar a la criatura que se ve casi tan preocupado como el, si los cuervos tuvieran cara diría que tiene el ceño fruncido cuando ve a la niña. Este cuervo parece estar realmente acostumbrado a los humanos o algo así porque se deja acariciar por Tallulah como si fuera un gato, sus plumas se esponjan y retumba como si casi ronroneara y la cara cansada de su hija se ilumina por algo no es la fiebre.

Decide dejarlos solos.

Desde ese día el cuervo los visita más a menudo casi como una mascota de la familia, siempre va y viene por la noche y siempre aparece estar cuando mas lo necesitan.

[kairiscorner]

So I don’t know how to do requests😭

But I want to request some Oikawa or sugawara angst, like really angsty, school au! Where the reader and Oikawa or suga are is her best friend, but she also has another girl best friend, who knows that reader has feelings for them but stills goes and confesses to him even though she doesn’t like him just because she was jealous or something and like I don’t want a happy ending low-key hehehehe

I’m sorry I don’t know how to explain it honestly🥹

HELLO, ok so i hope i understood your req correctly, because MMMMMMM i also want this to hurt ... I HOPE YOU LIKE IT, AND IMMA MAKE AN OIKAWA VER JS BC 💓💓💓

“i love you... but you're not mine.”

🌼 (sugawara koushi ver.)

you used to love how he smiled, it was like every room he entered would light up and get a little warmer, a little more comfortable; like everything felt okay now that he was here, now that he was smiling and telling everyone that what they're doing is enough. it was hard for you to feel enough on some days, it was even harder for you to cope with the fact that you saw some undesirable traits about you–and yet, sugawara never let you go one day without feeling like you're the prettiest person in the world–and to him, you really were.

"come on now..." he'd whisper to you in a soft, loving tone and extend his hands out to you–his calloused hands that always stung after a practice match, those tirelessly doting hands that never stopped to reach out to you and offer to help you, to comfort you, to be there in any time of your need. he'd crouch down to your level and look at you with the sweetest eyes you've ever seen; he takes your hands in his so gently, and he holds you.

his touch is light, though you can feel him squeezing you every now and then. the best feeling sugawara has ever experienced is that cathartic wave washing away some of the sadness, self-deprecation, loneliness, and other negative feelings or fears you've got plaguing you at the moment. "...you're perfect just the way you are." he muttered as he ran the pads of his fingers across the back of your hands. "i know it's hard, but... i'll help you learn to love yourself; i already know you're really lovable to me, to the rest of the team, once you realize how amazing you are on your own... i hope you'll never wish you were anyone else anymore, because you're already amazing as yourself." he gushed with a comforting voice.

well, that was the most sugarcoated lie you've ever been told.

how could you not wish to be anyone else... if your bestfriend beat you to confessing to him? beat you to being his partner...?

how could you not wish to be anyone else but his?

you wished this was a sick joke, that your close friend–whom you always confided in that you liked sugawara, that you enjoyed being with him, that you felt happiest with him–that you... loved sugawara–had confessed to him out of the blue, on the very day you were going to confess to him.

it seems that they beat you to it, and the worst part is...

sugawara loved them back.

you stood there by the doors of the gym, your hands empty after you unknowingly dropped the treats you made for him and the letter you wrote that had all your love for him written out in words you could never have pictured yourself writing down to anyone before–

–all to have your bestfriend steal him away from you.

when he cried tears of joy that the object of his affections reciprocated his love... you cried tears of melancholy at the boy you loved most being taken away from you right before your very eyes.

"hey... remember, you don't have to be someone else to be loved–i love you for who you are, inside and out." he reminded you with a wide, happy grin as he held your hands in his–his right wrist donning the bracelet your bestfriend–his partner–made for the two of them; they matched... and it hurt badly to think about how cute and happy he seemed with them.

sure, he loved you, you could tell that much...

...but only as a friend.

[justwritedreams]

EXO AS DADS SERIES | JONGIN VER.

Xiumin Ver. | Chen Ver. | Yixing Ver. | Baekhyun Ver. | Chanyeol Ver. | Kyungsoo Ver. | Suho Ver. | Sehun Ver.

Word count:  Author: Maari Summary: A series of what exo would be like as a parent, from discovery to growth

Sigh ok hear me out

BEST FATHER OF THE WHOLE WORLD

There's so much I want to talk about him 🤧

I think he would find out about the pregnancy even before his s/o but he would be confused like is that what I'm thinking or is it just my imagination?

I mean, he has experience with his nephews so it's not an unexplored area for him.

Like have you seen his smile when he's with children? 

But I think he wouldn't say anything because he doesn't want to put pressure on his s/o.

But even if he already expected it, the moment she announced it, oh boy he would be so shocked!

I imagine the two together, alone, watching a movie or just talking sitting on the couch.

And she feels uncontrollably nauseous and she pulls away from him so quickly and runs to the bathroom 

He just watches her run with a confused face like

“What... what happened?”

He goes after her because he is very worried

And he helps her hold her hair so it doesn't get dirty and he even strokes the back of her neck, trying to make her feel better 😩

And when she finishes and wipes her mouth, with him stroking her hair he asks what happened

And she replies in a low voice that she's pregnant 

He's like 😳

She tries to explain that she had a bunch of tests last week and didn't tell anything because she was scared but 

Se just hugs her so tight she's probably going to gasp for air.

And he starts to cry like a baby!

Out of emotion, of course, he is so happy that the only thing he can say is thank you a million times.

And that leads me to think that this man will be the most protective father in the whole word

He's the type who won't let his s/o do any kind of physical exertion at all.

Like, carry shopping bags or even put on socks when it's colder when the belly is considerably big

"I can do this you know" "You can't make an effort, imagine if the baby is accidentally born when you crouch"

And the purest father in the world too!

I think he's going to handle his s/o’s morning sickness very well

Just like the mood swing

But the day that his child will be born, I imagine him completely nervous

And it will be even worse if the baby comes early 🤣

Will definitely cry more than the baby in childbirth

But it will be worth it when he holds the baby in his arms and realizes how small he is 😭

And he will look with the biggest smile like "it's my son"

Oh yeah and I definitely see him as a father of boys. 3 to be exact

He will teach his children everything he can

From simpler things like saying daddy

Even dancing since childhood

Don't you think he won't teach his children? He will, and he will definitely buy those father-son clothes!

And he will say with great pride that he taught

Even if the moment the child says daddy he is crying too much 🤣

He's going to be a worried father, any toothache or flu he's going to want to watch his son 24/7

He's going to be as devoted to his family as he is to anything that's dear to him, and I think family is the most important thing to him

As I said, the fact that he has nephews puts him in a comfortable position

Because he already has experience and will make him closer to his children

No, but just imagine him walking with the kids, taking them to school, sleeping with them at night in his bed because I know he's going to refuse to take the kids to their room 😭😭😭

And what else can I say? LET ME BE THE MOTHER OF YOUR CHILDREN JONGIN i'm kidding chanyeol

[jutdwae-archives]

Bsf!SKZ Members when they take care of you while you're sick (Maknae Line)

pairings: bsf!maknae line x gn!reader

genre: fluff fluff fluff/comfort

word count: 649

mentions: being sick (coughing, sneezing), mentions of implied throwing up in I.N's section (please lmk if i've missed anything!)

hyung line ver. | maknae line ver.

this art of fiction is not meant to portray the members in real life.

Han:

idc what you say, he will definitely make you as a blanket burrito

i just get those vibes from him

you guys would be playing nintendo and would bet who becomes a blanket burrito

he won so that's how you ended up as one

but then he'd hear a sneeze and a groan from you

one look and he rushes to your side to check your temperature

you feel cold but to him you feel hot... keeps you in the blanket burrito tho

brings you a cold washcloth to place on your forehead to calm down the fever and gives you some medicine

when it's time to eat he orders some comfort food by order i mean got lee know to make it and act as uber delivery

how you found out was when han slipped out "leeknow hyung makes the best comfort food"

big eyes and stuffed cheeks as you heard that

gave him a slight smack on the shoulder to reprimand him for asking lee know to make the food

by night he carries you up to your room and offers cuddles and studio ghilbi movies to watch

probably started singing a lullaby to push you over the edge to fall asleep

you both fall asleep watching the movie due to your previous activites letting it run in the background

you guys wake up to another movie you both like but at the sad part..

lets just say it was an emotional morning

Felix:

the definition of sunshine

this man as soon as he finds out you're sick

he's baking some desserts, aromas of brownies and cookies filling the air

he'd also bring you some food to soothe the itchiness of your throat

would have searched up 'what are ways to get rid of sickness'

as he'd be baking he would chop up some onions to put in your room (if your filipino you'd know the reasoning behind this)

would quite literally come to check up on you every 5 mins

give you medicine and same with han would have a cold washcloth on your forehead to calm you down

he finds you sleeping the next time he checks up on you

so he goes to play LoL (we all know what happens when felix plays LoL)

you wake up after hearing felix shout

"Lixxxxx, it's just a gamee"

apologises that he woke you up but then goes on a tangent about how it's not just a game

would also provide amazing cuddles like chan

WOULD SING YOU TO SLEEP

this man has such a soothing voice like han's

i swear the aussie line should be named the cuddle line atp

Seungmin:

ngl it's so hard to read seungmo and how he would take care of you

i feel like it'd be another case of lee know caring for you

he would give you the basic treatment tho

food, medicine, rest, check ups

probably drag you out of your room to get some vitamin D

and for him to practice his baseball techniques

would try and cook you pancakes

we all know what happened in that ep of puppycat school 😭

but yeah i can't make out seungmin AT ALL - i apologise 😔

I.N

i can't read i.n either 😭

he'd also give the basic treatment

i feel like he'd be the type to hold your hair back if you throw up

maybe take you out on a walk to get vitamin D

only for you to become his personal photographer

gotta get pics for the gram yk

but for your efforts as you kept sneezing and coughing he would treat you to some street 어묵국 (fish cake soup)

would perform 'hug me' on the piano for you

that leads you to want cuddles from him

he'll decline but come around and let you cuddle him as he just lays there like a stick 😭

A/N: heyyyy!! so i finally finished the maknae line.. i wasn't expecting to post it today but i had nothing else to do so yeah

hope you like this little drabble my friend gave me the idea to write this

!please reblog just to support me in my future works :)!

[syoul]

SYOUL PROFILES

(the unserious but also equally as serious ver.) not proofread but this might get deleted later anyways lmfao

warnings: mentions of food, child neglect, manipulation, swearing. lmk if anything else.

ISEUL: cuddle bug first, idol and songwriter second. the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree; knows manipulation and performs it well. too soft for the liking of others however, and is often stuck between the conflicts of not being enough of a man. born to slay, forced to nay. another tale of time wasted at a company who wouldn’t even look his way for a mere minute lmfao. could’ve debuted on two separate occasions but the higher ups said “nope!” and well. here he is now. people pleaser #1; was born to puppet strings and will continue to be tied to them until he decides to cut them off, even if he thinks he already did. 

OLIVER: born to “Rawr XD”, forced to “Grrr Bark Bark Alpha male-core”. haunted by the wolf that lurks in his family’s past. protective to the point where he can be overbearing—depends highly on the situation—but would lay his life down for this little “family” they have going on. outcasted for most of his childhood and trainee days; school messed him up a lot. my bad. but fuck them, there’s no way any of that can reach him now. right? 

SEOJUN: tired #1. the stone pillar with no visible cracks until you knock a hand against it to find it hollow. the product of absent parents and being a witness to their favouritism for his older brother. despite that, the two of them are extremely close. simultaneously needs a lifetime supply of coffee and to be cut off from caffeine entirely. the glue of the group and is the main one to set his foot down. will not stand for any injustice and is a little too venomous when it comes to protecting his group; sometimes his defence turns into more of an attack, but what’s the difference when the group is the main topic? is sick and tired of the doubt and comparison, even more than seven. he’s just better at hiding it. 

MARS: the sanest one by technicality but doesn’t seem like it. someone who tries so hard to be loved and is constantly searching in all the wrong places. touch starved and really just needs a good hug and to be told he’s doing amazingly. the exuberant one who puts himself out there because he’ll do anything to have this group survive. sm 100% regrets letting him go; he was willing to do whatever they wanted of him if it meant his efforts were recognized even a little bit. it’s funny because he loves dancing and is damn good at it but the old management didn't want to classify him as a dancer so they wrote him for every position except for dancer. 

KJ: tired #2. punishes himself for a childhood he had no control over; nothing was his fault but in some ways, it was. literally a wet cat caught in the rain. looks nice enough to help out but might bite and hiss if you try to give him an umbrella. is overly cautious when it comes to being shown kindness; please don’t mind the side eyes and the calculating glare, he’s trying to accept it as such i swear. has like. has 2-3 close friends outside of the group and really doesn’t plan on making more unless you’re really persistent. doesn’t look all too threatening but you better watch out if you get him mad; that’s a whole territory no one has seen before. venom in his words is his main weapon and he’s damn good with it too. 

RYO: can do no wrong in everyone’s eyes. the nicest out of the entire group and also the most forgiving. the willing dog counterpart to oliver’s feral wolf like nature. people pleaser #2 and would show his belly without a second thought. stupidly trusting, but not naive. if that makes any sense. the second punisher. carries a guilt so deep, you’d have to remove his heart to get it out of his system. none of it was his fault; they told him otherwise. 

SEVEN: angsty babygirl coded. a pack of fireworks if they were shaped into a human; he’s not dangerous compared to dynamite when he blows, but it stings nonetheless. at least he’s pretty though. will play nice until you decide to stop. but like, his definition of playing nice when it comes to people he’s wary of is batting them around with his claws slightly out. or ig in this case, spikes out bc um he’s so hedgehog coded to me. or orange cat. both work. he’s just prickly. the second best facade next to seojun; his is just a little bit more crackable if you know where to push. 

[white-poppie]

Thorns and Parchments

Character: Kuroo x Reader Genre:  (Academic Rivals to lovers AU) , College AU, ANGST to comfort Warnings: crying, comparing, self-esteem issues, stress WC: 1.5k Writer:@white-poppie

~ Synopsis: Shrouded by rivalry and bickering, you might have accidentally let the darkness eat the light, you are spiralling and the pressure from others is not helping. And now you are completely emotionally undone in front of your rival

A/N: I am so proud of this one!!

You clenched your teeth as you stared at the raven-head who remained as stoic as ever. The corners of his lips were slightly upturned like a dark marrow, it was pliant but diabolic at the same time. It wasn't even intended towards you, he wasn't even looking at you and yet you felt so much malice in the chiselled face that stared at his own achievements.

It was infuriating to see how humble he acted around others, but around you always carried that shit eating grin.

He made you furious. You who had always been the perfect little student, hardworking, diligent. While he looked like a down-to-earth nerd who was naturally gifted. He was the devil in disguise. While you worked day and night only to lose to him, he was winning nonchalantly, without any effort.

You hadn't noticed a classmate sneaking to see your report card, a wolfish whistle snapped you to reality, they were holding your report and chuckling ver so menacingly, you gulped and snatched it from their hands.

"Damn, a C?" they laughed earning a few shocked gasps, but mostly concerned eyes.

Kuroo Tetsuro had won again.

Your eyes peered to look at him, his brows furrowed, but his expression was still as unreadable.

"You are here again", the librarian sighed, pushing her glasses on her nose, "at this point, only two people come here."

You smiled apologetically and sat at your favourite seat.

She arranged the old decaying books withered by time, the last time someone might have used them must have been years, "it's sad how people don't come to libraries anymore."

You hummed in agreement and took your books out, keeping a hand on your head, you crammed at the books. Reading and re-reading the same line again, you were boiling with anger and despair. The words blur into incomprehensible voids. Your lip trembled and you looked up to see the librarian's desk empty, probably gone for a phone call.

No, it was just you and your spiralling thoughts. Whatever you did it was never enough. You were in an elite school, the best class and were getting the top grades. You could easily soar through your future, but why were you so obsessed with beating that man?

Your eyes blurred as you realised your books had teardrops on them. Running your hands through your hair and gripping the strands, harshly, chest heaving up and down with desperation.

Unfortunately, Kuroo had heard your wails and whimpers, he bit his lip and contemplated what to do.

He was supposed to feel a sick sort of accomplishment at your undone state, yet he couldn't help but feel his heart sting with bitterness.

Pity, he thought. There was no other explanation for his feelings. He could've easily chosen to take advantage of your vulnerable state; sure he was morally grey, but he still had some morality, and so he decided to leave, without his presence being known.

The next few days, Kuroo couldn't help but stare at your wilting face and nervous tactics. He was confused, needless to say.

Even his slight provocations and nitpicking dead not even bring a slight twitch of muscle on your face.

Kuroo hated how you were not reacting to anything, nose buried in the textbook and not even hearing when the teacher said the partners for the project

"Kuroo Tetsuro and Y/N L/N." The silence that followed in the class was deafening.

Tetsu was quick to approach you after class.

"Y/N," he called simply. You lifted your head to look at him, a forlorn frown making its way on your face.

"What?" you scowled. Kuroo rubbed his temples at looked at you dead in the eye

"As much as I hate this, we kinda have to work together," he huffed, "library after school."

After saying that he left, no further explanation and you were left helpless to follow him either way. Even if you wanted to study in peace or just relax, your plans were shattered like a child's dream.

You walked into the library with heavy steps. The ever-considerate Kuroo had chosen a seat in the far corner so that your discussion wont be against the library's rules.

You scraped the chair and sat with a plop, Kuroo finally closed the book he was so occupied in. 'No longer Human by Dazai Osamu'

"Let's start," he said simply, just before handing the book to you he leaned closer to you, and you could feel your heart rushing to your ear, "as much as I hate this, I will absolutely not let you ruin my report, just know that if I go down I am dragging you down with me."

With that, he redacted confidently, and sat on his chair, back to the book as if nothing had happened while your heart was beating like crazy.

You took a deep breath and started your research, but those all-nighters were taking a toll; your mind was wandering off and didn't even realize you were staring.

A few moments pass before Kuroo slammed the book and looked at you with the gaze of a cougar, "what is going on with you these days?"

"What do you mean?" you feign innocence.

"Well you haven't been talking or eating properly these days, you don't retort to my comments and you don't have that...challenging look in your eyes," he huffs.

You cuss out annoyedly, ignoring the spurge of nervousness spreading in your lower belly like the plague.

“I’m sick of everyone thinking you’re better than me, "you mutter silently.

"What?"

You stand up and slam your hand on the desk, grateful that there was no one els except you two, " I’ve always been compared to you. Why can’t you be as smart as Kuroo? Kuroo could do this easy peasy. Why can’t you just be Kuroo?”

Tears line your eyes and Kuroo flinched at your raw emotions pouring out.

"I am not you!" you cry, "I don't want to be you. I want to be smarter and better than you!"

Your hands are shaking at this point.

"You're scared, aren't you?" He asks, his gaze never once leaving your hands.

"How do you know that? you ask, suddenly taken aback.

"I notice a lot of things about you," he sighs and reaches across the table, holding you shaking hands in his warm and sturdier ones.

A faint blush makes it way on you when you realize how warm they are and how nice they feel.

"Don't...don't you hate me?" you stutter out.

"Hate is a strong word," he says matter of factly, tugging you closer by your arm until you are face to face with him, "I dislike losing and like how you are competitive, I like how you are so incredibly smart and it's not like 1 grade will ruin your entire life."

"I don't hate you," his gaze softens, "quite the opposite actually."

You bite your lips and look away.

"It's killing me, the way you are tormenting yourself because of me. I should feel happy, but I feel helpless, it's almost as if I have-" he stops and looks into your eyes, wide and dilated.

You complete his sentence, "taken a liking to you."

His gaze lowers to your lips only for a flickering moment, "perhaps," he says bitterly, "you plague my mind like a vice."

"Do you reckon I have been chaste of these feelings?" you breathe out, "it feels so wrong, immoral even, I am supposed to be better than you, reach my way to the top, destroying all weaknesses."

You gasp out breathlessly, "why did you have to become my weakness?"

His lips captured you like a bird in a cage, it was conflicting because you were technically still enemies, but god did it feel good sin!

His movements were skilful and calculated like a potter, you did feel like clay under his lingering touches. He had you under his reign, he could mould you into whatever imaginable.

But his kiss was fiery in a way like a catharsis like he had been holding himself back for too long. Depraved and hungry like a hyena with an insatiable hunger for his prey, and that was you.

Within seconds you two realized what you had gotten yourself into, and the blaze of rivalry reignited to cloud the onslaught of the blossoming flowers of affection. You two were after all alike.

"You have made me sick," you growl out as you both pull away. All the little affection in his eyes seems to have melted life frost, "be the antidote too then."

"Didn't you forget that one quote from your favourite book, "he chuckles, "If you're the sickness, I suppose you can't also be the cure"

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[thesimpsbasement]

𝔻𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕓𝕖 𝕞𝕪 𝕧𝕒𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕖!

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Sorry this is like, a month overdue but sickness decided to pay me a visit so I just felt too miserable to write so uhm yeah,March ver a Valentine's day fic,this is also lowkey self indulgent sorry not sorry

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Fandom:The disastrous life of saiki k

Characters: Kusuo Saik

Author: Mod Betty

Warning/tags:platonic,reader's sexuality is not mentioned,Saiki talks telepathically to the reader,kinda goofy ngl it's saiki k we're talking about

Reader is gender neutral 

Word count :1,256 words

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    Valentine's day,the day where high-schoolers go heart-eyed for everyone they see,chocolates,red and pink cards filled with hearts…the teenage dream,but it isn't so lovey dovey ,why? Simple.Rejection. The utter despair when your crush doesn't share your feelings of love and affection, truly sad but not Saiki's problem. He didn't understand the Valentine's craze,all his friends seemed to disagree, all fantasizing about their dream partner giving them the sweet box of heart chocolates.Well almost all his friends, the exception was you.You often shared his feelings when it came to stuff like this,you hated it as much as he did.You knew of his problem of girls fawning over him and he knew how you also had a similar issue,classmates not getting your hints about not liking them in that way and they're surprised when you are forced to reject them in person because they were too blind to see you weren't interested.It was a pain for the both of you,the unwanted attention was honestly tiring and with the holiday all about love coming tomorrow you both knew your days will be just awful. So during a class where you didn't feel like paying attention to,you heard Saiki's voice in your head 'Got any ideas for tomorrow?' He asks trying to figure out how both of you can escape from it 'Nope,just thinking about it is giving me a headache' you respond ,this wasn't the first time you both talked telepathically, it was easier and it wouldn't cause attention or rumors about you two dating or something. 'Guess we'll somehow have to leave the situations if we can't avoid them' Saiki said ,pondering on any escape plans that wouldn't involve him directly using his powers such as teleporting in front of them 'Just like the stuff you pulled on Chiyo?' You tease ,turning to him to see his face,annoyed at your comment 'Don't remind me' is all he said.

        So the day has arrived,both you and Saiki were a tad bit nervous, hoping there wouldn't be too many suitors for each,it's not like they're Teruhashi or some harem anime.But as they stepped on the school premise they get ready for their "avoid all nuisances at all costs" mission to begin.

    First period was…rough… to say the least.You definitely weren't expecting chocolates and flowers on your desk already,at least not this many anyway.You definitely knew they were watching you,waiting for your reaction.You pretended to not see them,and when you blocked the view of the chocolates,they were gone! The suitors looked away for just a second and it's gone!? Did they accidentally place it on the wrong desk!? Surely not they could've sworn they placed it on your desk.Said flowers and chocolates ended up on Teruhashi's pile,there were so many anyway,one extra wouldn't be noticed 'Thanks for the help' you say in your mind,hoping Saiki could hear you through the noise of other people's thoughts 'Don't thank me yet,this has only just begun' He responded staring at his empty desk,he got lucky,he was quiet,never talking to people so his classmates didn't really notice him as much as people noticed you since you at least talked when interacting. 

         Saiki has heard that one of the girl's wants to confess to him later today.He immediately went straight to you,telepathically of course to let you know of the situation so you can make a plan to get him out of the conversation. Surely enough after the second period,the girl came to him.She seemed nervous, biting her bottom lip,cheeks already red.Saiki was already feeling awkward being there,he just wanted to leave. "Uhm Saiki I w-was wondering if you could be my-" before she could finish her sentence you ran up to them, after panting from running you look at Saiki "Hey Saiki a teacher is asking you come to their ,something about wanting to talk about a grade" you lied,hoping your performance was believable. Saiki nodded before heading in to the supposed teacher when in reality it was just his next class ,thankfully this girl wasn't from his class so there wouldn't be any awkward moments. The girl sighed in defeat looking at the floor as she walked away,you had to admit you did feel bad for her but eh that's what rejection does to a person. You watch her go to whatever she was headed before heading towards your own destination. 

      Lunchtime was pretty tame,most people being focused on eating rather than confessing, besides no one would risk getting rejected in front of the whole school in the middle of the cafeteria.  However this peace wouldn't last for much longer. So far it was all clear,the next class went smoothly without any instances. However when you decided to go outside for some fresh air,that peace was ruined.Someone you didn't even recognise came up to you smiling before saying "well since it's Valentine's day I feel like it's only right I say this ____ I've admired you since I first saw you,you were like an angel that has come from the sky,your beauty is something that could rival anyone else" they began to say,not showing signs of being finished.Saiki wasn't nearby so you began to worry when suddenly you welp a gust of wind suddenly appear out on nowhere and somehow ,the handkerchief from your pocket flew out causing you to turn around and watch it fly into the distance "uhm sorry but I gotta go get this,see you later" you say as you ran for the now practically flying handkerchief till you reached a secluded area only to see a certain pink haired boy." So it was you" you say,knowing that it wasn't windy at all today,he simply shrugged acting like he had no involvement.'Looks like it's 2 encounters with you and one for me' He says "don't jinx it because I'm not sure how to save you this time" you joked before checking to see if the area is clear before both of you walked back in the school. 

           The day ended and both of you thought it was finally over,you both went to your lockers to put your shoes away when suddenly two people walked up,some towards saiki and the other towards you,shoot! How were you two supposed to get out of this!?You both were nervous, preparing yourself for doom then you both heard a voice "Saiki! ____" it was Toritsuka! Seeing as you two were probably friends with the medium,they slowly backed away,apologizing before walking away.Oh Toritsuka you miracle of a man you are! You saved both of them."uhm what's up with your faces,looks like you just got out of a tight situation" he asks,confused look on his face "because we did" you signed astou changed your shoes,Saiki following suit.The three of you went home,Toritsuka teasing Saiki about he's a playboy for getting all the girls despite him indirectly rejecting all of them. Eventually you get home and both of you flop on your beds. You look up at the ceiling of your room sighing,before smiling "I owe Kusuo a coffee jelly" you think to yourself, not knowing the same boy is thinking the same about you."I owe ____ a coffee jelly".

[tainsan]

YES I DEF THINK THAT TOO!! im just rlly bad at spelling and meant jongho might just use ur name/a shortened ver 😞 yeosang would DEF use ur name but like in the nerdiest way im sorry. hes just a little dorky if that makes sense! i 🫶🏻 nerds tho

on the contrary wooyoung would use the cringiest nicknames ever whether ur there or not. 'my little sugarplum cupcake' 'my honey booboo bear' hed start saying into recipes atp like 'my 1/4 cup of sugar with five large marshmallows!!' thanks man. how sweet!

IM SOO EXCITED!! i need fluff rn these past few chapters have hit me like a train and i am SICK and TIRED of their shenanigans. just kiss it out! i will not sue promise maybe just scream a little 🤗 this fic has everything i love AND an amazing incredible spectacular funny kind author

yeah its not terrible until you have to do it ☹️ its a workout esp when ppl keep messing up 👿👿👿 i think im the side kick here tbh! us against the world though 🤞🏻(and misfit atz. ik yk what theyre gonna do and how theyll improve but IIII dont so until then.. they better sleep with one eye open)

hopefully ur mental health is good or i will uh. fight ur brain! 🤺 and i hope ur inside and safe now 🫶🏻🫶🏻

ok thats my super duper long message for now 😎 thank u for listening and sorry for the wall of text. i WILL be back🐺

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ME TOO I’m terrible at spelling bc I’m dyslexic😭 auto correct and grammarly are my saviours omg

OKAY I feel like Jongho would be too shy to call you a nickname at the start of the relationship but when he gets fully comfortable he will use babe and baby. Yeosang is such a nerd I love him. I have a thing for nerdy boys (seonghwa and Yeosang have me in a chokehold) (everytime I see seonghwa geek over Star Wars and Lego I will go feral)

NO BC YOU HAVE A POINT😭😭 wooyoung would 100% be using all the cringey weird petnames UNIRONICALLY. Bro woukd come up to you and be like “what’s up my pookie bear” dead serious and won’t understand why you are laughing at the name💀 LDKAOAOA 1/4 CUP OF SUGAR HAD ME ON THE FLOOR. But cupcake and muffin are defo gonna stick bc he thinks you’re the sweetest person alive!!!!

The past few chapters have been HEAVY and I’m so happy to be finally releasing some chapters which I know everyone has been waiting for😭. YOURE FLATTERING ME STOP ILY I’m happy you like the story and also me 🥹

I can’t understand :(( when I was in high school we did Matilda the musical and I was one of the kids in the back 😭😭 my teachers loved the fact that I have a history in gymnastics so they made me flip around and do tricks off a mini trampoline. And OMG THE LEAD FOR MATILDA WAS SO BAD IT WASNT EVEN FUNNY idk who casted but she couldn’t sing or dance or act😭 we did so so so many retakes and every retake I had to be flipping around and I was so done by the end of it

We can both me main characters 🤭 us against the world bae🫶 yeah yeah I have no idea what they are going to do we are both in the blind….🤫

I’d love for you to fight my brain it’s a mess but I’m improving slowly. the last few months have been super super tough for me so I hope that I will get out of this period. But I’ll be fine !!!

NEVER APOLOGISE FOR RANTINGGG

You better be back 🐺AWOOOO

[aboutbirds]

If this uncertain age in which we dwell Were really as dark as I hear sages tell, And I convinced that they were really sages, I should not curse myself with it to hell, But leaving not the chair I long have sat in, I should betake me back ten thousand pages To the world’s undebatably dark ages, And getting up my medieval Latin, Seek converse common cause and brotherhood (By all that's liberal—I should, I should) With the poets who could calmly take the fate Of being born at once too early and late, And for those reasons kept from being great, Yet singing but Dione in the wood And ver aspergit terram floribus They slowly led old Latin verse to rhyme And to forget the ancient lengths of time, And so began the modern world for us.

I'd say, O Master of the Palace School, You were not Charles' nor anybody's fool: Tell me as pedagogue to pedagogue, You did not know that since King Charles did rule You had no chance but to be minor, did you? Your light was spent perhaps as in a fog That at once kept you burning low and hid you. The age may very well have been to blame For your not having won to Virgil's fame. But no one ever heard you make the claim. You would not think you knew enough to judge The age when full upon you. That’s my point. We have today and I could call their name Who know exactly what is out of joint To make their verse and their excuses lame. They've tried to grasp with too much social fact Too large a situation. You and I Would be afraid if we should comprehend And get outside of too much bad statistics Our muscles never could again contract: We never could recover human shape, But must live lives out mentally agape, Or die of philosophical distention. That's how we feel—and we're no special mystics.

We can't appraise the time in which we act But for the folly of it, let's pretend We know enough to know it for adverse. One more millennium's about to end. Let's celebrate the event, my distant friend, In publicly disputing which is worse, The present age or your age. You and I As schoolmen of repute should qualify To wage a fine scholastical contention As to whose age deserves the lower mark, Or should I say the higher one, for dark. I can just hear the way you make it go: There's always something to be sorry for, A sordid peace or an outrageous war. Yes, yes, of course. We have the same convention. The groundwork of all faith is human woe. It was well worth preliminary mention. There's nothing but injustice to be had, No choice is left a poet, you might add, But how to take the curse, tragic or comic. It was well worth preliminary mention. But let’s go on to where our cases part, If part they do. Let me propose a start. (We're rivals in the badness of our case, Remember, and must keep a solemn face.) Space ails us moderns: we are sick with space. Its contemplations makes us out as small As a brief epidemic of microbes That in a good glass may be seen to crawl The patina of this the least of globes. But have we there the advantage after all? You were belittled into vilest worms God hardly tolerated with his feet; Which comes to the same thing in different terms. We both are the belittled human race, One as compared with God and one with space. I had thought ours the more profound disgrace; But doubtless this was only my conceit. The cloister and the observatory saint Take comfort in about the same complaint. So science and religion really meet.

I can just about hear you call your Palace class: Come learn the Latin Eheu for alas. You may not want to use it and you may. O paladins, the lesson for today Is how to be unhappy yet polite. And at the summons Roland, Olivier, And every sheepish paladin and peer, Being already more than proved in fight, Sits down in school to try if he can write Like Horace in the true Horatian vein, Yet like a Christian disciplined to bend His mind to thinking always of the end. Memento mori and obey the Lord. Art and religion love the somber chord. Earth's a hard place in which to save the soul, And could it be brought under state control, So automatically we all were saved, Its separateness from Heaven could be waived; It might as well at once be kingdom-come. (Perhaps it will be next millennium.)

But these are universals, not confined To any one time, place, or human kind. We're either nothing or a God's regret. As ever when philosophers are met, No matter where they stoutly mean to get, Nor what particulars they reason from, They are philosophers, and from old habit They end up in the universal Whole As unoriginal as any rabbit.

One age is like another for the soul. I'm telling you. You haven't said a thing, Unless I put it in your mouth to say. I'm having the whole argument my way— But in your favor—please to tell your King— In having granted you all ages shine With equal darkness, yours as dark as mine, I'm liberal. You, you aristocrat, Won't know exactly what I mean by that. I mean so altruistically moral I never take my own side in a quarrel. I'd lay my hand on his hand on his staff Lean back and have my confidential laugh, And tell him I had read his Epitaph.

It sent me to the graves the other day. The only other there was far away Across the landscape with a watering pot At his devotions in a special plot. And he was there resuscitating flowers (Make no mistake about its being bones); But I was only there to read the stones To see what on the whole they had to say About how long a man may think to live, Which is becoming my concern of late. And very wide the choice they seemed to give; The ages ranging all the way from hours To months and years and many many years. One man had lived one hundred years and eight. But though we all may be inclined to wait And follow some development of state, Or see what comes of science and invention, There is a limit to our time extension. We all are doomed to broken-off careers, And so's the nation, so's the total race. The earth itself is liable to the fate Of meaninglessly being broken off. (And hence so many literary tears At which my inclination is to scoff.) I may have wept that any should have died Or missed their chance, or not have been their best, Or been their riches, fame, or love denied; On me as much as any is the jest. I take my incompleteness with the rest. God bless himself can no one else be blessed.

I hold your doctrine of Memento Mori. And were an epitaph to be my story I'd have a short one ready for my own. I would have written of me on my stone: I had a lover's quarrel with the world.

Robert Frost, "The Lesson for Today"

[kaleschmidt]

TKP Dungeon Meshi AU

okay so this started out as just me wanting to draw Kale + laios together but now. It's a whole damn au in my head and now i must make it everyone's problem forever. i'm keeping this relatively free of spoilers for both tkp + dunmeshi unless asked otherwise soo.. rambles under cut!

so first of all. um. i don't have all of the tkp chars. sorry guys. specifically, charon + percy are the ones i'm having the most trouble thinking of. they're supposed to be ANDROIDS... i can't figure what would be a good equivalent of that. otherwise if they had to be an actual species, i think they'd probably both be elves- maybe part of the canaries? i also like the thought of kobold percy

january. cmon. she's halfling. okay. half-stealing this from quentin but also it just makes sense. 🤏. i was thinking of tammi as a gnome at first but i can't lie. i think ogre tammi would be so wonderous and cool. or kobold... hm. hard choices

mena.. i think mena is just a normal tallman. "what's vinnie" don't worry about vinnie. okay. he's. normal. normal. (said unconvincingly). lulu i'm debating between full or half-elf because she MIGHT be of nobility

SHIT I ALMOST FORGOT ABOUT SVEN??? SORRY KING. i think they would be a gnome though. i think he'd use a bit of magic to help him around but it's not something they use often i.e. in regards to the spirits being treated kindly with favor. you get it

some of these choices aren't really permanent choices so if i think about it more or get some input they might change in the future..

okay. now. the main guys. the main 6. so! for reasons i still have yet to come up with yet, the main 6 teamed up together as a dungeon-travelling team! i think they bump into the touden group at least once ^_^ . there's not an exact leader, but aster n naomi kinda co-lead! they fill in each others faults through their leadership (aster being too harsh with their leadership + naomi being too soft with hers). chazz volunteered for leadership and was prominently shut down </3. they hate a bitch.

now okay let me split the main 6 out.

aster

so first of all. their name in the au would be asterisk begonia! only friends can call them just by aster. they're an elf. They taught themself some magic, with the rest being from their school, before they dropped out for reasons they are NOT going into. they're pretty much the mage of the group, but they've been teaching the group some basic spells on the occassion that something happens to them because they'd rather DIE than have the whole team fucking flunk. chazz refuses. aster is going to kill it.

not a really important detail but also kinda is. ver staff has a big ass bow on it. this is important i lied. i think its sweets

naomi

i. have no idea where she comes from. i KNOW the kennedys would most likely come from the northern, but that's all. sorry naomi of ???. anyways she's half halfling + half-dwarf, leaning dwarf. Due to being half halfling she has some magic bone in her but she still gets mana sickness easily. she uses a big ass hammer tho so it's fine forever ^_^!! I feel like she'd be studying dwarf tech in order to modify the team's weapons somehow (not exactly blacksmithing but also kinda? the steampunkness of it all ig)

i havent really come up with all of how dayshift would go in this au so. Dont worry too much about it. also some stuff is spoilers. so. next ramble maybe.

chazz

ohhh god. who let that bitch be a halfling. god. fuck. shit. its full name is chazzsaw. no one knows its last name and NEVER WILL!!! yknow thinking about the hair colors n such in dunmeshi, most of them are pretty naturally colored arent they... minus some elves' white hair. so basically we're getting nongenta chazz. scary.

so chazz i've been vaguely bouncing around. first of all she's bunking with darrell! before the two of them joined the main 6, the two of them often went into dungeon parties together. not all of them were good, though- whether chazz was getting used as bait or people were ganging up on darrell. basically the main 6 is one of the best groups the two of them have ended up in. chazz, much like in canon, often conflicts with aster and although he jokes about using magic to be a funny little goofster, he has no interest in actually using magic. She'll do just fine with her halfling shenanigans!

chazz is one char i thought about interacting with the canon chars.. i feel conflicted about how she'd feel about laios. on one hand i can see her hearing about the touden group's monster grub shit and being like "shiiiit. we need that. aster what the fuck are you TEACHING us you should be teaching us HOW TO MAKE A GOOD ASS MEAL OUTTA THOSE MONSTERS" but at the same time . i think chazz would be reminded of phil in some capacity. DAMN YOU BLONDE MAphil isn't blonde in this au technically but he's still blonde in spirit so. yea. also he'd be half-tallman half-halfling i think. that's all the thought he's getting

FUCK I FORGOT CHAZZ'S ROLE. OOOOPPS. um. chazz is like? the thief? rogue? chazz has small daggers that it keeps on its person at least. its got no interest in helping with traps physically but sure lets throw this huge ass rock there <3. i think he'd find chilchuck funny and have like a little respect for him but if she had to be in a team with him she might bite his head off (exaggeration

darrell

DARRELL!!!! he's the resident normie of the group. the tallman. like i mentioned in chazz's section, he and chazz used to join random dungeon groups! his parents don't really approve of it and told him that he could always just come back home and work for them but!!!! he's very adamant that he can help make a living! also his parents don't like chazz and chazz would have nowhere to go if he were to leave :[... so darrell's really keen on making it big with the main 6

something i've been spinning around since i started writing this... hear me out. darrell with the bow and arrow. okay. I think he'd still have a melee weapon if he were to run out of ammo (good ol sword?) but otherwise vi's more comfortable with ranged combat. chazz likes to act like target practice and darrell's screaming and sobbing (EXAGGERATION.)

psike

psichael my best friend psichael my bff psichael. i miss nem. fuck. (NOT THE MAIN POINT OF THIS SECTION?????????) anyways. chazz still names nem but whether or not ne still ends up with the name "psike" is debatable. DON'T LET CHAZZ COOK 🔥🔥🔥🔥 anyways other than that. psike is half-elf half-tallman, with eir mom being a tallman! don't. worry about nis dad. okay. anyways! before the main 6, psike was often this mysterious, hooded figure that randomly appeared in dungeons. ne primarily appeared to groups/people that were in places where no one would be able to find them + were on the verge of death/dead. people would recall being revived/healed with no evidence of who did it, with some reporting catching a glimpse of their savior before the savior disappeared. sometimes psike would help via actively attacking, but this was very rare. tbh this might've been how ne and chazz met

anyways! psike is pretty good with magic- especially healing + resurrection magic. knows some ancient magic too... ofc, psike has nis limits, but it's pretty high. In combat, Psike tries to be quick on nis feet but sometimes just. shuts down, so ne's usually on the sidelines, where ne doesn't have to fully deal with the combat, but can still help. if there's someone who wouldn't be terribly picky about eating monsters, i think it would be psike

kale

KALE. FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. (BEATING THE FLOOR SO INTENSELY IT CAVES IN) hmm yes. i'm normal now. (affirmation). i'd love to talk about him in detail but. he's so spoilerpilled. i hope he explodes into 5 million flames. SORRY I DIDN'T MEAN THAT. okay anyways. we'll settle for the nonspoilered version and if the people want the rampant spoilery ramble then they can ask...

so! kale! :)! kale! my friend kale. kale. my friend kale. i think about how he possibly ran into aster n naomi... maybe at a tavern or smth? i can see him being like "hoho ! i will gladly join anyone's dungeon group for free ^_^!!!! all these people are so nice and will not betray my trust in any way!" and naomi is like "aster we need to save that poor strange guy". then again maybe like in his debut, it's just naomi who's at the tavern and hears kale's thing and is like "oh they're not going to survive the winter......." and then convinces aster to let kale join permanently, after a few adventures??

oh something important. kale is ALWAYS clad in armor. never takes that shit off. he's sleeping oh so comfortably in his heavy ass armor <3! also the armor is wolf-themed it's important you guys know this until i get to draw him up. No one knows what race he is and kale tends to steer off the topic somehow. he's too tall to be an average tallman, but he couldn't be an ogre either... huh. not too related but his and psike's relationship is A Bit Abysmal. Psike tends to avoid dealing with him 1 on 1 a lot

kale's the other guy i think about regarding canon relationships! he'd find laios SUUUCCCHHH a joy. they're frolicking in the hills together. the thing is. kensuke doesn't seem to like kale... what a shame!

OH OH SOMETHING EXTRA IMPORTANT I FORGOT TO MENTION. part of me feels like kale's name wouldn't be kale in here. haven't decided what it would be, if that's the case tho.

anywyas. thats all. its almost 3 am rn enjoy + feel free to ask questions!

[pugs-cats-bb-8]

Persona Thoughts Part. 3

P3-FES-

I watched a Very supercut ver. I don't have a PSVita or old PlayStation and my computer can't handle an emulator. The only max links I saw were Aigis, Yukari, Pharos and SEES. I will buy Portable sometime in the future.

I've seen a bit of 3 (S links {Girls}, Makoto). I don't like his personality, but we'll see if he gets better.

I've also seen the first bit of 3P and I have to say I don't care that P doesn't have cut scenes.

I love his old MP3 Player.

God, I fucking hate Pharos! Are you supposed to like him? Because he's just a fucking creep. Also signing rando contracts/pieces of paper without reading and or consulting a lawyer. I know it's to put your name in but; it feels like if it wasn't a game thing. You might get bad end if you signed.

I know some of the story (more the big picture, less details).

Does Yukari think she can summon her Persona right in the dorms? Wait, would that work? Also, she was going to pull a gun (albeit a non-shooty one) on a random guy? Jumpy much. Why were the lights off? I guess Yukari's this games "scared of ghosts" person.

Gotta be cool to ride a monorail to school. What's with the teacher's 80s hair and outfit? She looks more at home in 1/2 than 3.

So, Dumbledore is your principal? How much of a part does he play?

Also going from 5 where people think you're going to stab them to "oh, look at the new kid. They look cool"! Is very jarring.

Did a dude who doesn't even know you ask if Yukari had a boyfriend? How about he grow some balls and ask her himself?

Also, how did the teacher know who was talking? Does he have all the names of every class memorized? *rolls eyes* He should mind his own business, Dumbledore ain't saying nothing anyone needs to know.

Oh my God, what is with the facial cut ins?

Also, Junpei looks like the local pervert.

Yukari isn't as bad as I thought.

What is that mad/confident portrait of Akihiko?

I don't trust Ikutsuki. (I also hate spelling his name). He just seems untrustworthy. He's also old Igor. Why does Ikutsuki look like Katsuya?

Major privacy violation I hope Japan is not that lassiez faire about spying on children. What was he going to do if you turned into a coffin?

Does this game have a dictionary, or do they like highlight keywords for no reason?

Can someone make a mod that takes every Pharos scene and replaces him with Elizabeth and also edits out the voice lines? I'd rather see her.

It feels like you had a strange dream... Fuck it, school time.

The highlighted words cause weird spacing issues.

Do you get sleep when you get dragged into the Velvet Room? My HC is that you get no sleep. Does he sleep in his uniform?

Hardcore shadow crawling up the side of the building while holding 6! Knives. No wonder Yukari had trouble summoning her Persona. I would too if I shot myself point blank in the head.

Ikutsuki was ready to serve your ass up on a silver platter. Cool entrance, go coffin boy. I love how Orpheus bashes shadows with his harp.

Ah, the velvet elevator. Or, as I call it, motion sickness. Why does Igor say Orpheus was the one who headed your call? The text makes it sound like there is a random pool and you got whatever was picked

Yeah coma!

A cat!

Is that monk smoking a cigar?

Ikutsuki telling you everything right after you wake up from a coma

The creep is in your room Why?

I wish we could've seen Junpei's awakening.

Yeah, you get to break into your school. I think we're 3 games too early for breaking and entering.

I think your whole team should be able to come into the velvet room. It keeps your teammates from looking at you weird.

Is that blood on the floor?

You portal back?

I don't like the old S Link rank up thing.

For some I want to fast forward through the dialoge, even through I haven't seen this game.

Buying weapons from the police feels wrong. Like I hope I'm not buying evidence.

A. That is one big bed you have and B. You need creep be gone so Pharos can't get in.

Elizebeth gives the fountain 1 mil yen?

I like your coat. It's a mix of the shape of Akechi's coat and the dark colour of Shujin's uniform.

I love how there's blood stains everything.

Man, you're short.

Just what I need time limits *rolls eyes*.

Nice suggestive pose.

How the fuck do you know how to stop a train.

I think Ikutsuki's jokes make more sense in Japanese.

5 has it easy, only 3 days of selecting answers, 2-3 questions and 4 days of tests.

I like Yukari's flared sleeves.

I love how the creep hasn't told you his name, yet he stills breaks into your room.

Yukari could be a leader if she needed.

Did he just headbutt him? What is with that group of people?

So, we're breaking into the school? I hope the school doesn't have a morgue.

I like Fuuka.

Mitsuru learns about teenage boys.

So, we have pale moon hippie man, man who belongs in the first soul hackers and victorian lady, going around killing people?

That is a giant vat of soup. You took Elizabeth back to the Velvet room and went to puke.

That carpet is ugly.

Why does Ikutsuki speak so slow?

Nice eyepatch.

Is Yukari wearing jean shorts?

Doesn't Mitsuru own normal shoes?

I don't think it's easy to walk on the sand in those nice shoes.

Is it ever explained why Aigis wants your ass?

I hope Aigis is waterproof.

The Fool ranks us fast.

My man just walked in a circle.

Aigis is a cat.

Aigis looks like she has hooves.

Oh, I see soul hacker dude and hippie are nobodys and need something to make them feel special.

Summer classes that's only if you fail school.

Elizabeth's going bankrupt the Velvet room.

What the fuck is that jungle gym? It looks more like a torture device.

No wonder Igor's bald, he has to deal with Elizabeth.

Akihiko's saying that a dog has more balls than Shinjiro does 🤣🤣. I love him.

Mitsuru could just text instead of coming to your door.

Ken's going to get us killed.

Koromaru wants to go to school.

Yukari's the jealous girlfriend in this game.

The teacher does not get paid enough to deal with this.

Shinjiro is going to get us killed too.

Is that blood in that fountain?

They're making the students clean up?

Are you even needed, since everybody evloves their Personas on their own?

That thing looks like something out of Silent Hill.

Does the 5 enemies per battle rule apply?

You can't target up? What do Personas only target straight?

I glad Mitusru's rich.

Ikutsuki's better in Japanese. Is he dead?

Is Chidori 3's Akechi?

Why is everyone's voice acting kinda flat? Except for Akihiko, Junpei, Aigis, creepy cult dude and Ryoji.

I like how Ryoji hits on anything that moves.

I like Ryoji, then again maybe I just have a thing for guys in suspenders.

I feel bad for Soul Hackers dude.

Akihiko sounds like he's asking for directions.

Nyx is creepy. After seeing Nyx, I'll never complain about Maruki again. I take 2 shit phases, 1 normal phase, 1 scripted phase and fist-fighting your therapist over 20! Phases.

Movie 4- So, is that bridge gone now?

Hot takes-

Junpei kinda sucks. Like hate Yosuke and Ryuji all you want. I'd rather have both of them. I do like him and Chidori.

Yukari's kinda a bitch at times.

Makoto is better in Japanese and the movies.

Ikusuki's a fucking creep and I hope he's dead.

Koromaru is best boy.

Shinji is boring. Like you don't get enough time to get attached to him. Yeah, it's sad he dies but past that *shrugs*. Honestly, Akihiko's reaction to his death was way sadder.

As the story goes on it gets boring. (Towards the end).

Outside of the movies and when you sacrifice yourself it doesn't seem like anybody really cares about you. (Minus Yukari).

I hate those armbands. They just make you stick out, which is not good if you're trying to keep your "club" a secret.

Cult leader was a creep.

I like how you shoot yourself in the head. It's very metal/badass.

Fav charcters- Akihiko, Aigis, Koromaru (Not surpringly two are my fav paths in Arena).

I liked the movies better than the game.

I've never seen a group of people care less about each other. They're like work colleagues, not friends.

JunpeixChidori

MakotoxRyoji

MakotoxAigis

[villainous-thorn]

Drabble #3

Only Villain was dumb enough to get themselves captured, dumb and stupidly amazing and strong and perfect, but mostly dumb. Even with their slick tongue and clever remarks, they were still dumb. Dumb dumb dumb. Maybe if RightHand repeated that enough he would actually believe it.

Unfortunately, RightHand was also dumb for breaking into Other Villain’s headquarters deep in the bowels of a hostile town to break the Villain out. Who the hell takes hostages anymore anyway? Other Villain was so boring and old school, more like a mobster with super powers that they rarely used. After about two days of planning, RightHand deemed his plan ready.

The back door to the brick building housing the main HQ burst open, two figures bolted away with lightning speed into the dark, dank alleyways.

“That was stupid and dangerous, I dunno know if I should yell at ya or kiss ya!” Villain chided RightHand as the two dashed from the scene.

“Stupid and dangerous? I thought that was how you liked it?” RightHand bit sarcastically.

Villain huffed dramatically, “You’re lucky that’s all I’m gonna say, Righty.”

“And you’re lucky I saved your ass!” He shot back.

“Oh, look, I’m all teary eyed with gratitude.” Villain teased, wiping a fake tear from their eye. “Anythin’ else you have to say?”

RightHand rolled his eyes, “You’ll be in a different type of trouble as soon as we get outta here, dumbass.”

“You’re lucky I’m even coming with you and not waiting for SuperVillain to come get me.” The Villain bristled, not truly meaning what they said.

“It’s kinda my job to keep you alive!” He reminded them, unfortunately. Lately it was increasingly more difficult to do so, Villain found themselves in trouble more often than ever before. With a quick wit and biting satire they knew how to infuriate others beyond comparison. RightHand took a sharp turn down an adjoining alley, yanking the Villain with him roughly. The duo made it halfway down the street when RightHand finally got a response from the other.

“I know.” Villain slowed and they doubled over, chest heaving. RightHand stopped on his heels as he realized his partner wasn’t next to him, and looked behind him. They didn’t have time for a breather, they had to keep going, the enemy was right on their tails. The subordinate could normally run for much longer than this, and their breathing was incredibly fast, it was starting to worry their associate.

“Villain?” RightHand asked, “Are you okay?” Villain shifted uneasily, trying to catch their breath, “I don’t know. I don’t feel right.” They were struggling to stand, leaning against a brick wall, they took a few deep breaths through their nose.

RightHand was more than concerned but they needed more information, “Whaddaya mean?”

Villain was able to calm themself down enough to speak. “I dunno, Righty. I just don’t feel good. I feel… sick. And I’m so tired. Lethargic.”

Sensitive and trained ears picked up on “Physically, yeah?” RightHand trailed off, cocking his brow, worry etching into his face.

“Physically- Wait… Oh fuck. They gave me a meal an hour er so ago, you don’t think it was-?” Villain cringed, fear overtaking them. Poisoning, that would be an issue, especially if it took effect right then, arguably the worst possible time.

RightHand kept his demeanor cool and calm, trying to focus as his mind hamster wheeled. He looked the other in the eye as he spoke, “Hey, either way we’re gonna get outta here and get you to the lair. Now. Can you still run?”

Villain’s muscles were rapidly relaxing against their will, they couldn’t flex their knees well at all. “Mmmn, I don’t think so, not by myself. My legs... RightHand-” The criminal pleaded, pure terror in their eyes.

RightHand could hear commotion behind them, they didn’t have much time until Villain’s captors caught up with them. “Fuck.” He muttered, wrapping his partner’s arm around his shoulder and forcing both of them forward. Most of the Villain’s weight fell on him as they dashed through the alley.

“Geez, ya ain’t very light, Villain.” RightHand commented to deflect his anxiety, he had no idea what would happen if they were caught. Well, he did know, he just didn’t want to think about it.

The two pressed forward as fast as they could, the criminal whimpered and clutched their rescuer as tight as their fingers could. RightHand could barely hear the noise over the thrumming of his heartbeat in his ears as they reached the end of the alleyway, a barbed wire fence blocking them in.

RightHand silently cursed himself, he must’ve got turned around and taken a wrong turn. He growled, as Villain leaned more of their weight onto him. This was not going according to plan. RightHand leaned his partner on the side of one of the buildings that lined the alley. He quickly extended his razor sharp claws, slashing an opening in the fence for them.

He grabbed his partner again who was almost limp in his arms, clearly on the verge of losing consciousness. “Tha wass kinna hot, m’prezziff-” Villain mumbled groggily.

RightHand squeezed them through the opening he created, one block to the car and they would be safe. He ran as fast as his legs could carry the both of them, he was glad no one was out this time of night, people living in that neighborhood knew better.

The RightHand’s eyes lit up as the vehicle came into view but as he came closer the edge of the building revealed lackeys surrounding it making him skid to a stop and curse under his breath. He thought he had parked far enough away to avoid suspicion but clearly they took notice of a new vehicle and connected the dots.

RightHand turned around frantically and ran to cross the street where Other Villain’s henchmen couldn’t see him, his eyes widened as he picked up the sound of a car approaching behind them, he swore he heard Villain mumble something incoherent.

He pulled both of them onto the enclosed porch of a building, hiding them. The Villain threw as much of a fuss as they could, lazily slapping their associate to get his attention. “Righhhhhh- ryeeeee-” Annoyed, their associate interrupted, “Just shut up for two seconds, there’s a car.” He whispered, covering his partner’s mouth with a hand and pinning them both to the wall.

RightHand heard the car stop a few feet before the stoop, just out of sight but close enough that he knew it was meant to be heard, he swallowed a lump in his throat. They were dead meat. He heard a door thud closed and then the clicking of heels on pavement.

Suddenly he felt something hot and wet on his hand and turned, disgusted, to Villain, retracting his hand and wiping it on his clothes. While he was distracted the Villain used what they had left of their strength to lurch toward the outside of the porch, falling to the ground unconscious and giving away their position.

RightHand held his breath as the clicking got closer, and then he saw a heeled shoe nudge at his partner’s limp hand, “You guys are in so much troubleeeee.” The voice sang mockingly and RightHand felt a wave of relief wash over him as Supervillain’s Sidekick walked into view.

“C’mon, get that idiot in the car.” The henchman commanded coldly. RightHand grinned as he picked Villain up and hoisted them over his shoulder again, making their way to the car.

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This was also written months ago for OCs, I just changed the names and added a few things. I know this one was a bit different from my usual, but I hope it’s enjoyable (and understandable) nonetheless! <3

[el-hawthorne]

Can I be Her? [2/2]

author/wattpad : hawthrn_

Genre : angst

Cast : Jay x Reader

Warning : you need Jesus, really; a box full of tissue; no proofread

Summary :

Your had been unofficially engaged with your childhood best friend, Jay. Since you were seven. And you didn't even know the meaning of the engagement ring which wrapped beautifully on your finger. Not until you found out you were having crush on your best friend and then happy when you knew, you would marry him someday. But Jay was totally the opposite of you, he didn't want to marry you. Because he clearly fell for someone else.

Masterlist || Part 1 || Part 2 || Alternative Ending-Niki's Ver

Jay frowned right after he heard Eunbi confessed at him. He couldn't take everything she told him. It was too much for him. Too overwhelming for his emotions.

"Forgive me," she cried, still hugged him tightly, "I-i really thought that your father raped my mom. So I agreed with my dad to take revenge on your family by using you and take some of your father's important document to my father when we spent our time at your mansion. And now your family is in danger of bankruptcy because of me."

"Why did you tell me about this?"

It took everything in Eunbi to stare at Jay. Only to meet his blank expression. And she was shaking, never in her life someone stared at her with with that cold gaze. And it happened to be Jay—her lover.

"Why do you say all of this to me now?" he asked, no emotions lingered on his voice.

"Because," Eunbi bite her lips, "at first, thought I will never love you and only going to use you. But now, I fall for you and feel guilty about what I did to you. I-i didn't want you to get hurt."

"Don't bother, you already did."

It hit Jay to his realizations. She never like him in the first place. His weak heart for her being an advantage for her to use him. And when she confessed? Considered it done, Jay didn't like his chest tightened.

"Okay."

Frowned, Jay stared at his mother's unusual answer. He didn't expect his mother to say that. He thought, his mother would yelled at him like usual because he was disrespecting his mother and you. For not having breakfast together, he thought.

And oh, he didn't want to deal with you yet. Glad when he saw your seat at dining table was empty. He sighed in relief, you probably already went to school earlier.

Well, he didn't want to deal with you yet after the confession of betrayal his girlfriend did to him last night. Also, he didn't prepare himself to feel guilty for you, as he remember he dropped you at an unknown street in the middle of the rain.

Such a jerk move.

Indeed.

But when he came to school, he didn't see you anywhere. Even when Eumbi mistaken him when she thought Jay already forgave her. But of course he said he wasn't yet.

Yes he could forgive her, but he wouldn't forget it.

He went to your class because he wanted to know where were you. And probably to apologize to you about what he did, because now the guilty ate him. To the point he'd rather swallowing his pride than felt guilty to you.

But he didn't see you anywhere.

Just like him, Niki also didn't have any idea where were you.

But Niki knew you were. You wouldn't ditch your school even just a day. His guts told him something was off and he decided to asked Mine to met him at somewhere quiet.

Well, it waa because Mine didn't want everyone found out about her relationship with Niki. Everyone would use her to get Niki. It sucks to be her sometimes.

"She is sick, an asshole let her soaked in rain last night. I really want to ditch school now, but she asked me to come at school and taking notes, so she can copy my notes after that," Mine explained, "Don't do anything stupid just because you are stupid, that's what she wants me to tell you."

Niki clicked his tongue, "Are you sure she said that? More like you are the one who said that to me instead of her. That cutie would never say that to me."

"She is older than you, if she is here right now, I'm sure she will hit you, at least pinched your arms," Mine said as she pinched Niki's arms.

"You can't do that to me! Only Y/n can. You're lucky it's your first time. If you do that again, I don't mind to do the same at you. I don't care you are a girl!"

"It's Y/n sunbaenim for you!"

"Nah, I don't want it. I don't want just to be her junior or her brother, even her younger brother. I want something else."

Mine stared at him and smirked at him, "You like her?"

It wasn't sound like a question. But more like a statement.

Niki didn't answer her. He decided to take his bag from his class and jumped from the back gate of his school. He was ready when to go to your house right now, or more like Jay's house.

But little did people know, Jay who walked passed by the corridor when he decided to go to his classroom, overheard someone mentioned your name.

His ears perked up and decided to eavesdrop.

"Be good to her, you need to get it to your skull that she's sick!" Mine yelled at Niki before Niki gave her thumbs up.

***

You squeezed your eyes when you felt your tears came out from your bloodshot eyes. The blanket was all over your sore body since hours ago.

Your remembered about last night. The reasons why you ended laying on your bed right now. It was when you came to the minimarket, umbrella was already sold out. You decided to just ignore the rain and insist to going home even with your soaked clothes. Simple, recently the crimes around midnight were decreased and the most of the victims were women.

You were actually afraid, but who will stand for you other than yourself?

At first, you ran on the street that already desolate with only the street lights as your friends. But you didn't notice that someone suspicious followed you and even groped your writs.

You screamed and trying to fight him when he forcefully pinned you to the wall and punched your stomach. That damn hurt.

But you denied that he was a lot of stronger, you never give up to search the idea of how to defeat that motherfucker. Luckily, you have your chance to kicked his groin using your kneecaps as hard as you can and bite his hands before your ran.

"Sorry mother fucker, I'm reserved to my fiancee! So fuck off!" you yelled at him before you left him in agony he deserved between his legs.

Some knocks from your balcony made you came back to where and when you are right now, and you groaned. You forced yourself to stand up and ignored the dizzy and pain inside your head when you walked to your balcony bedroom and opened the door. Just to meet Niki there with his stupid smile when he saw you.

But his stupid smile fell right after he saw your worse condition. Your face looked pale than usual, your lips that used to be pink, moist and tempting looked purplish and chapped. And your nose was red. Your soft hair were messy and you seemed didn't care about that.

Frowned, you looked at him in disbelief before you scoffed, "I thought I already asked Mine to tell you that 'don't do anything stupid because you are stupid'. And here you are, doing something stupid. How stupid are you?"

Niki's eyebrows arched, "So it was really from you? I thought you said 'I miss you' to me."

"Hah! You thought!" you turned your back and decided to your comfy bed and sneezed loudly, "you shouldn't ditch your class, kid."

"Are you really want to pulling that sunbae-hoobae card to me right now? Because it won't work on me," Niki approached you and fished out something from his bag.

It was some medicine he bought for you, you favorite potato chips, and almond milk. All the things you like. You had no idea since when he knew all of that.

Because all you knew about him was that he always bragged about the girl who swooned over him or the excessive gifts he received from his fangirls. But sometimes, he would rant about the video games he played with his friends or spoiled Stephen King and Guilermo movie just to annoy you because he knew how much you loved their movie.

"Have you eat?" he asked you while his hands checking on your warm forehead.

He sighed, "Your fever is quite high."

"I don't have appetite to eat," you said and trying to close your eyes, "can you leave? I want to sleep."

"So you haven't eat?" he asked as he raised his eyebrows.

You quickly took a tissue on your drawer and sneezed, your nose more redden than before, "My throat is hurt. Am I supposed to eat now?"

Niki's gaze softened when he looked at you and a little smile appeared on his unusual face. There was no cockiness like he used to wear around people. You knew something was off about him but you decided not to give a single damn about that.

"You should eat, your body need energy to fight back the virus," he said as he fished out something else, it was one portion porridge.

"Open your mouth."

"I need to sleep not eat," you rejected him.

"Your body need eat, come here before I kiss you."

"You wouldn't!" you sticked out your tongue.

Niki smirked, "Oh yeah? And why is that, young lady?"

"Because I'm sick now! You wouldn't kiss me unless you want to get sick too."

You yelped when you found yourself caged between Niki's arms. Your body right under him as he hovered your body.

"But sick with you sounds tempting, my lady," Niki leaned his face closer to yours as his nose tip touch yours.

You unconsciously stop breathed when you felt his breathe fanning on your face. If he moved any closer, that would be his lips landed on your lips. You shut you eyes, real tight.

But then, you didn't feel anything toward you. When you opened your eyes, Niki already sat on the side of your bed and held the porridge and a spoon.

"What are you thinking, Y/n?" he snickered at you, earning your scoffed.

How dare he to tease you?

"Do you expect me to kiss you?" he tilted his head, trying to look innocent in front of you, but deep inside he was satisfied when he knew he was the reason why you were blushing now.

"The fuck is that? Kissing you is the same thing when I kiss a 5 years old kid!"

Niki rolled his eyes as you shoved your hands in front of his face. Look who's acted like a child now? You! And not gonna lie, you looked cute. Jay must be blind and stupid if he not fell for you.

"Now eat, I won't hesitate to kiss you, Y/n," he warned you.

You whined at him because forced you to eat the porridge he bought for you. Really, your throat was damn hurts. After 5 spoons, your tears already came out. And he stopped feeding you.

"Y/n?"

You shook your head, tears still spilled on your adorable cheeks, "I don't want eat anymore. It hurts."

"Okay okay, I'm sorry princess. I get it now."

"I want to sleep."

"No, you have to drink your medicine first."

You pursed your lips before you shook your head, "I don't want to, it's bitter."

"But you have to drink it."

"It's bitter, Riki."

He stunned by the way you called him. You didn't know what you sparked inside him right now.

"Not if you swallow it."

You shook your head, again, "Just leave it. I can drink it later."

Niki sighed when he glanced at you who's now trying to sleep and even turned your back at him.

***

"I said, I don't want to drink the medicine, Riki!" you barked when you heard your bedroom door creaked opened.

"Who is Riki?" Jay's eyebrows twitched when you mentioned stranger's name, and however he didn't like it for some reasons.

"Huh?" you turned your back as your eyes widened when you saw Jay stood up nlt far from you with the tray he brought wkth him.

Jay placed the tray on your drawer and his forehead furrowed when he saw some of your favorite snacks and you favorite milk. He clearly remembered you were a lazy ass to bought those stuff when you were sick.

Someone was clearly came here to visit you and brought those to you. But as he remembered and he saw at school today, he actually already suspected someone who's visit you today.

"What are you doing here?" you asked him with your hoarsed voice.

"You weren't at school today," he stated.

"Yeah, isn't it good?" you raised one of your eyebrows, "you won't get irritated to see me when you can spend your lovey dovey time with Eunbi."

"Listen, Y/n, I'm sorry for I did that night. I thought Eunbi was in danger last night when I heard her crying."

"Is she okay?" you asked him, genuinely worried too at her because she is a glod friend of you even before you knew her as Jay's girlfriend. You wouldn't forgive yourself if anything happened to her.

"Yeah," he clenched his jaw, trying to control his anger when he remembered that night.

"I know what I did for you that night was terrible and I was being a dick to drop you off at somewhere else and left you at rainy night. I'm sorry, and I hope I can make it up to you."

Your tired and bloodshot eyes nkw focused on him. He genuinely looked sorry and guilty at you. And you remembered that kind of gazed he gave you right now.

The ashamed feeling, regretful, when his 6 years old form asking for your forgiveness when he was late to save you from a group of kids who made fun of you.

You saw the old him back. And you couldn't be more happy. You knew that even if he couldn't love you back, at least you could have him as your best friend again. You thought, maybe you could deal with your heartbreak pain again after you let him go.

"I'm fine now, Seongie. I already forgave you."

Jay's ears perked up when he heard you called his childhood name. The name that you would always called him before you went to U.S.

"I understand you. You must be really love her, so of course she will be your priority other than me. Everything I do, I can't be like her. The one who you love and treasure the most. Can I? I already have the answer."

You tried to ignore the pain inside your chest and managed to smile at him. That's your best attempt for not looking so pathetic in front of the man you knew you couldn't get over with.

"I always thought that I'm the luckiest girl in this universe. But since I met her, I acknowledged what envy is. Jay, I envy her," you confessed at him as your eyes glistening with tears.

Without waiting for his replied, you continued, "I envy her because she has something that I don't. Do you want to know? She has your heart. Something that I will never received from you."

"Y/n—"

"Seongie," you wiped the tears that stained your cheeks before you took off the engagement ring on your finger and placed it on his rough palms, "you always studying until midnight so you can teach her when she couldn't understand the lesson from school. You practiced hard to become an ace at basketball so she can proud of having you as her boyfriend.

"You never hesitate to give your whole lunch for her when she forgot to bring her lunch or money. Even when you were having your own problem and hard day, you always listening to her problem and trying your best to comfort her. I hate to saying this but the only source who can make you this happy and smiley is always her.

"That's why, she is the one who deserve this. Please give this to her, I already promised her that I will give her the birthday present."

"What are you doing, Y/n?" Jay didn't like it, even for a bit for your confession at him right now.

He didn't expect you to say all of those things. You made him realized that he was too blind to not realize someone who truly love him all of this time.

"What?" you furrowed your eyebrows, "I'm just doing favor for you two. Am I doing something wrong?"

He stood up and left you without saying anything. You were dumbfounded on your bed and decided to take the snack that Niki brought for you.

But before you opened it, you didn't realize that Jay came back and took the snack from your hands. He even took your almond milk and left you nothing but the tray of food and medicine he brought you earlier.

"Ya!" you protested at him.

But Jay didn't bother to glanced at you, and said something before he finally left you, "This is mine, you can't eat this."

You scoffed in disbelief and left with no choice but to eat with the food he brought for you. It was chicken creme soup, the only thing you could eat when you sick since you were child. Beside you was warm water and a bottle of syrup medicine for you.

Well, he still remember those? Jay knew since child you never liked to swallow the medicine because you had a trauma with that. When you were 5, you choked on your own medicine. You were so scared back then and decided that you should chewed the medicine before you swalloed it. And yuck! It's bitter.

That was why you rarely got sick, you always avoid it or else, you would have to drink the bitter medicine on your mouth.

When you drink the warm water that Jay brought to you. And your throat wasn't that hurt than before. You felt better.

"How did he know all of this?" you said to yourself before you shrugged off your shoulder and decided to sleep again because of the medicine you took, already kicked in.

After you fell asleep, Jay opened your bedroom door carefully. A small smile appeared on his face when he saw you slept like a baby with your innocent and peaceful face.

His hand was on your forehead to check your temperature. He could sense your fever now decreased. After that, he covered your body with blanket and kissed your forehead before he left you.

***

It's been days since since you finally could go to your school again. Mine and Niki often visit you. But the one who really took care of you was Jay. But you shrugged it off, because you knew he probably feeling guilty to you and you let him if that made him relief from his guilty.

But, you frowned when you saw Jay was sitting beside you. Same like you, Jay's mother and father also confused when they saw Jay was having breakfast with them.

"What?" he asked when three people were looking at him, "am I not allowed to sit and having breakfast too?"

None of them asnwered him it made him pissed off.

And the weird things wasn't stop there. You also didn't know that Jay would sit beside you inside the car. He said, there was some problems with his car and you decided to let it slide. For selfish reason, it wasn't like you didn't want him to sit beside you at all.

You wouldn't surprise when you saw the same confused face on Mr. Wang's face. But of course he wouldn't say anything and decided to drive the car in silence.

Students inside the school were furious after they saw that you went to school with Jay. Including Niki, who as always approached you and offered his hand.

He was delighted and smiled when you took his hand. But his smile fell when he saw Jay also stepped out from the same car. He frowned and confused.

Jay smirked at him before he left you two and walked to the school's corridor.

"Why—"

"I don't know," you pursed your lips, "I don't want to talk about this now."

"Riki!" you yelped when you felt Niki's hand strongly snaked on your waist and pulled your body closer when you walked beside him.

"What are you doing, kid?" you whispered at him that made him turned his head towards you.

"I clearly am not a kid anymore, young lady," he irritated with the way you always cleared your boundary with him. As if you tried to rub it off his face that he wasn't near someone that you would see as a man.

"Oh, now you are a grandpa?" you snickered.

Niki rolled his eyes but still managed to smirked about silly things you just said about him. Not long after that, you were arrived in front of your classroom.

He crouched down, like usual to equalize his height so his eyes level could meet yours. One of his hands was ready to messed with your hair. But your hand already caught his hand and you decided to messed with his hair.

Not gonna lied but Niki seemed stunned and enjoyed your actions towards him right now. You caught a glimpse the way his eyes widened for his surprise.

A smirked appeared on your face because finally you could take your revenge. Now he must be annoyed because you ruined his hair. Or you thought.

Because now, he smirked appeared in front of his face. The face that you finally realized that he looked goddamn attractive.

"Fall for me already, I see?"

"Hah! Go back to your class, grandpa! Be careful on your way, you might hurt your back," you replied at him before you walked to your chair.

"What magic spell did he used to the medicine he brought to you yesterday?" Mine asked you as she wiggled her eyebrows.

"What was that?" you scowled at Mine who enjoying herself of teasing you right now.

Then, you saw Eunbi walked alone inside your classroom. Her shoulder fell and you clearly saw the dark under her bloodshot eyes. You frowned when you saw her terrible condition. She even didn't bother to smile and greeted you and Mine.

"Eunbi?"

As if something brought her back to real life, Eunbi snapped her head at you, "Oh hi Y/n, Mine. Sorry I was too immersed on my thought earlier that didn't greeted you."

You shook your head, that wasn't the problem. But you were worried seeing her like this. Did this has something with Jay? He usually walked Eunbi to the classroom tho. But today she was alone.

"Are you okay?" you asked her.

She faked her smile, "I'm fine."

Oh, you wouldn't fall for this anymore, "I'm fine means save me, you know?"

"Is this something about Jay?" you asked her carefully, only to see her eyes glistening in tears.

"Can we not talk about it just for now?" she pleaded at you.

"Yeah, okay."

After that, the classes started. But you couldn't help but to think about Eunbi and Jay. Did something happened between Eunbi and Jay?

After the class dismissed, you took your lunch, only to meet Niki who was waiting outside as he leaned his back on the wall beside your class.

He had a smug and arrogant look on his face, but not until he caught your glimpse. His face suddenly changed to the happy and smiley one.

"How was your class?" Niki asked you as he snaked his arm on your waist once again.

"Quite hard, I still need to study the material for the test tomorrow," you sighed and Niki cluld say that you were indeed tired.

Well, he couldn't blamed you. This is not Finland. The education system in this country is suck.

You, Niki, and Mine were stting on the usual table at canteen. Then, you happened to see Eunbi wandering around with her tray of her food right now. You wanted to call her and joined your table. Because Mine and you also had the same worry for her.

But Niki was clearly the opposite of you and Mine. He frowned his forehead.

"What are you doing?" he asked you when you waved your hands at Eunbi.

Smiled, Eunbi decided to approach you. But she was late when she saw Jay and his friends sat on the same table of yours. Jay even sat beside you.

Eunbi decided not to join you and mouthed "sorry" to you before she decided to sat alone on the empty table.

"Hi Y/n!" Jake—Jay's friend greeted you.

"O-oh, hi!" you replied, too caught up in your thoughts.

"What are you doing here?" you whispered in Jay's ear.

Jay frowned at you, "Am I not allowed to sit beside my fiancee?"

Not too loud, but some students who walked passed around your table could hear it. You knew that when you heard their gasp and paid attention at you and Jay.

Niki even arched his eyebrows when he just heard what Jay just said. He knew Jay said that on purpose, as if he was lowkey claiming you that you were his. Niki hated it, especially when Jay glanced at him meaningfully with his annoying smirk.

"Didn't I make it clear last night? I already take off the ring and will ask my parents to call off the engagement?"

"You didn't even realize the ring on your finger?"

"Wait—what?" your eyes widened, you finally stood up and made everyone on your table looked up at you with their confused face, "we need to talk."

Jay stood up and tailed behind you as you walked in front of him. He didn't realize that you were a lot shorter than him and he couldn't help but to smile. Because he saw how cute you look when you were angry instead of scary.

But he knew, he must serious. Because deep down he just fucked up because of how bad he treated you. He knew that he didn't deserve you, but he wanted for your chance. This time, he really wanted to treat you better than before, treated you the way you deserve.

And he just nervous with the probability that you might reject him.

"Can you stop? Stop make me misunderstood all of your act right now? I'm trying to get over you right now," that was all you said once you and him were arrived at the swimming pool behind the school.

"I never said that I want you to move on from me, Y/n."

You had goosebumps when you heard his soft voice as he gently talked to you. Seriously, he never had spoke to you with so much gentleness for your 17 years of life.

This is new for you. Even for Jay. He never expected himself to talk that way with so much gentleness. Even when he was with Eunbi, he never talked that way to her. And you might be already knew that this is the very first time for him too.

"Jay, you don't understand."

"It's Seongie for you, cupcake," he approached you before he turned your back, so he could saw your face.

There, your tears already rolled down through your cheeks. Just like he remembered, your nose tip redden. It was always like that since you were a child everytime you were crying and he will be the one who hugged you and gave you comfort, so your crying would stop.

"You can't do this to me! You asshole!" you hit Jay's chest as tears still stained your cheeks, you weren't holding back the pain inside you anymore.

And Jay was giving himself a chance to pulled you into his embrace. Your crying were a lot harder and didn't care if Jay's shirt got wet of your tears or not.

"I'm sorry, cupcake. I know this is selfish, but please don't move on from me," he said as he kissed on top of your crown, "I was an asshole before, but can you give me a chance to prove myself and treat you the way you deserve? Because you deserve all the love in this universe."

"Seongie—"

"You said to me that if you can be 'her' or not. And my answer is no. You can't. You will never can become her. Because you are L/N Y/N, my L/N Y/N. No one could ever replace you, Y/n. You are the one that I finally realize that I also fall in love with you. I know it's too early to say this, but I want you to become my lover, that I will love until my last breath."

"So that day when I'm sick, do you takinh care of me because you are feeling guilty to me or because you care for me?" you asked, ready to have heartbreak from his next answer.

"Of course I care for you, Y/n," his eyes now lingered at your lips before find its way back to your eyes, he caught you staring at his lips too.

"Can I kiss you?"

"If I reject you, what will you do?" you asked him.

"I will still kiss you and regret nothing," he answered before he kissed you, real deep and passionate.

You let your feelings go. The longing to have him as yours. You expressed all of that throught your kisses with him.

"So it was him? Not me?" Niki snickered at you, "you're such a stupid person to choose him over me, you know?"

You looked at him apologetically. Even though he looked like he was joking, you could see that this time he was hurt. You broke someone's heart who genuinely in love with you. You knew what it felt like because you were in that place before.

Really, the real asshole was you and not anyone. You felt bad at him, but you wouldn't show it. Because you knew that Niki never needed that.

"I know you the only one who could make you happy is only him. But I will still like you, you can't stop my feelings for you. If he happened to hurt you, I will scorched his ass and snatched you from him. I would never let you go again if that happened, at least not to him. Can you hear it, Jay hyung?" Niki exclaimed, he knew that Jay probably eavesdropped his convo with you.

"Sorry Niki, I know I don't deserve you. I also blame myself too, because all this time you always there and taking care of me. Thank you, Niki."

"No, don't blame yourself. You just follow your heart. And there is nothing wrong with that."

You didn't know how many times you were crying lately. But you couldn't help it when Niki pulled you and caged you in his hug. You were crying in his embrace.

"I'm sorry Niki."

"It's fine," Niki smiled reassuringly before he drew himself from the hug.

His hands cupping your face before he finally kissed you. And your eyes widened in shocked.

"Don't worry, that would be the last as long as you were still him. If he happened to become your ex, then you can expect for the second one," he winked at you before he left you, dumbfounded.

You touched your lips. Feeling guilty towards Jay. But you couldn't help it, because half of you thought that Niki deserve it. The kiss that you shared with him earlier.

"Treat her they way she deserve, hyung. You better do as I advise to you or else, I wouldn't hesitate to snatch her back. I'm not planning to give her back once she is in my arms."

Jay clenched his jaw, he knew what Niki did to you earlier. But also knew, he was being an asshole and wasn't there for you when you needed him. It was always Niki.

"Don't worry about that. You can safely search the love of your love, I'm not planning to let her go anytime soon."

"Well, let's hope I found the love of my life before Y/n run to my arms," he snickered before he left Jay alone.

"You're not mad at me?" you asked him carefully.

Jay took your hand and held it, "Of course not, why would I?"

"Because he kissed me," you said, lowkey scared at Jay but he just smiled before he lowered his body to pecked at your lips.

"There, I took his kiss now," he chuckled when he saw your cute and adorable cheeks nkw blushing because of him, he couldn't help to patted your head.

"Why are you blushing, cupcake?" he teased you with smirk was visible on his face.

You immediately covered your red face using your palms, feeling embarassed, "I-it's because you kiss me out of nowhere."

"Well, you should get used to it from now on. I won't hold myself."

A/N: Well, idk how to end this 😭 And really, i complained to myself because I hurt Niki right now. Huhu, I really need justice for Niki right now. Maybe would write next imagine for him to comfort my feelings 😔 let me know if you like it guys. I will create Enha's masterlist after this. Just wait guys ❤

It's 5.50 pm right now, have a lovely day/evening guys.

Sincerely,

- El

[sorryimanon]

Pairings: Bakugou x fem!Reader

Tags: 18+, dirty talk, explicit scenes, mutual masturbation, penetration, bakugou being a switch, reader is a dom, lots of back and forth between characters, slow burn

A/N: this was supposed to be divided into two parts but surprise, surprise! i got lazy :) i had so much writing this. this might be my favorite fic ive written so far! this is a loooong one. enjoy! 

P.S this is the unedited ver. I will posting the final on my AO3 account (sorryimanon)

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Katsuki disliked her. No, he absolutely loathed her. Ever since she stepped foot into the classroom, it was destined for there to be a hostile barrier between the two of them. Granted, all she did was sweetly greet him like the rest of her fellow classmates, but Katsuki completely saw through her fading facade and ignored the kind gesture with a threatening showcase of his quirk.

"Being nice won't get you anywhere, baka," he snarled, glaring intensely at her all the while everyone watched the whole scene unfold.

He treated her like a foolish peasant after that initial encounter, disregarding her in any way shape or form as disgust shone through his eyes.

Y/N persevered the oncoming school years despite the blonde breathing down her neck consistently everyday. Katsuki's aggressive nature towards her subsided once graduation commenced, alluding to the blossoming maturity each student should have endured before branching off into hero work.

Not long after the celebratory succession, y/n bounced to several agencies that offered the same beneficial agreements for her. None caught her attention. Until one day she received a recommendation from Endeavor himself to work full time at his agency. Of course she accepted it and immediately wrote her sloppy signature down on the contract. Unbeknownst to her excitement, a separate copy of the contract was sent to another uprising hero around her age group.

So when she strutted in that morning of orientation, she never expected to see the very infamous Katsuki Bakugou slouched on one of the many chairs in the meeting room. Her throat tightened as she took a seat next to him, his height still freakishly tall even when they were just sitting. Staring straight forward to prevent from any means of eye contact with him, he lowered his head at her eye level and crooked a half smile.

"I'm gonna make you regret for even considering joining here, extra." A fleck of his spit hit the side of her face. Learning from her past encounters with Katsuki, y/n held her tongue in hopes for him to feel satisfied enough to leave her alone.

Thankfully their office hours were inconsistent to where they didn't intervene with each other, neither of them awkwardly meeting in the lobby or an elevator. However, sometimes y/n and Bakugou would desire the same craving for a caffeinated beverage and find themselves standing shoulder to shoulder by the coffee machine.

Bakugou likes his coffee black, she mentally jotted down as she intently watched his usual routine of preparing the beverage.

Like the asshole he is, Bakugou would purposely tip the mug and let a few trickles of the hot liquid burn her hand. He's done this every single time before he leaves y/n alone in the break room. Deep down, he relishes in the strained expression on her face when he inflicts the pain upon her. Thoughts danced across his head. Some involving him blasting y/n into the stratosphere to her kissing the tips of his boots for mercy. Either way, her being so submissive and, dare he say, a pussy to stand her ground sufficed him enough for the time being. But sometimes it pissed him off.

The constant harassment by the angry blonde went unnoticed by their other colleagues, including Endeavor, leaving y/n to prepare every morning to face the wrath of Katsuki Bakugou. His verbal abuse never wavered, occasionally whispering under his breath "weakling" or "stupid girl" whenever the pair were in the same room together. One time he sent her on a wild goose chase to find a missing case file that miraculously disappeared from her desk while she was copying something in the other room. Hours later, she soon discovers the said file tucked behind Katsuki's arm, snatching it from his grip and not once reprimanding him for wasting her time. Y/N eventually got used to it. Adapting to the annual insults of her work ethics and anything he could muster up from his sleeve. Both finally accepted their twisted dynamic, and became accustomed to the work lifestyle.

Months later, the dynamic soon changed when Endeavor announced an emergency meeting with everyone in the building. Apparently a new wave of villains have been reigning terror over the city, causing major damages and fatalities in a matter of weeks. Rumors started to circulate that the new generation of heroes don't have the capabilities to apprehend this group of evil doers. In the meeting, Endeavor made it clear for everyone to be partnered up before he dismisses them to patrol for the night, suggesting that pairing up with someone who is complimentary to your quirk is efficient for when dealing with these kinds of villains.

That's why y/n didn't voice her complaint when she inevitably got matched with Bakugou. His quirk alone was powerful already. With both of their quirks combined, there's no telling how the mission will go, but she surprisingly feels safe knowing he'll be sticking by her side throughout the rest of the night. It'll be a quick mission, then they'll return back to their previous mundane duties in the office. Back to Katsuki's mental and verbal torment.

"Could you move any slower?" Katsuki barked as both he and y/n were taking a quick stroll through the public park, scoping out for any signs of danger.

She was a step behind him, careful not to bump his shoulder or invade his space. She mumbled out a quick apology and fastened her pace, catching up to the man in gear. Tonight he wore his alternative hero costume, the design made specifically for when the temperature reaches an undesirable degree. The collar touched below the tip of his chin, his chiseled chest covered with the thick black material, and his arms protected from the cold with the addition of sleeves.  

"Fucking weakling..." she heard him mumble once they circled the perimeter again.

Bakugou insisted for them to scout out as many places as possible in hopes for an encounter. He desperately needs any excuse for some action, to use his quirk out of anger. Previously, they patrolled the empty plaza of Tatoone shopping center. Other heroes were there as well, but still no signs of any villains lurking in the dark. For the third time, they met up at the center of the park after making another round, both already tired of the tedious task.

"Just our fucking luck. Still no signs of those stupid villains. I guess we should patrol the outskirts of-."

A bright luminescent beam struck the middle of Bakugou's chest cavity, ricocheting him backwards to slam against the trunk of a large tree, knocking him unconscious instantly. Startled, y/n's eyes frantically searched for the perpetrator, only to meet a pair of glowing green orbs staring right back. She shifted her stance in preparation for their next attack, blocking Bakugou's lifeless body from the villains view. Another beam shot from the darkness, only this time y/n counter balanced the blow by rolling to side, the blast missing her by a couple of feet. Y/N quickly raised to her feet and ran head first towards the dark figure. Without preamble, the figure shot multiple beams at the hero, each one emitting from the void of their chest.

Y/N dodged the bright suffocating strips of light, her feet shuffling and heart racing due to the adrenaline rush. However, she miscalculated her next move which allowed the figure to strike her left shoulder when she was distracted for a split second. Pain shot throughout her shoulder blade. Eyes drawn to a close, her hand shot up to cradle the injury. The intense sensation started to spread from the upper half of her body to below. Everything suddenly became numb, including her sensors. She couldn't feel the tips of her digits nor move any part of her face. The muscles in her legs soon stopped contracting, resulting in her knees giving out. She felt the hard, coarse ground beneath her as the darkness began to swallow up her line of vision. The last thing she saw was a scuffed up Bakugou laying face flat on the drenched grass.

- Y/N stirred awake, lifting one of her half lidded eyes expecting to see the villain looming over her tired body. But all she saw was the popcorn ceiling sheltering her, an overhead fan turned on and the curtains tightly shut. She slowly inclined her body upright and peeled the covers from her clammy figure. Still in the process of waking up, she made her way to the attached bathroom by the bed and located the sink. She splashed the cold water on her face, letting the droplets drench the clothes she was currently wearing. Turning off the facet, she craned her head to view the damage on her shoulder in the mirror. But how come she couldn't recognize herself?

Tuffs of blonde spiked out from her head. Her eyes weren't the same color either. Red crimson irises replaced the ones she had before. The injury from last night on her shoulder wasn't there no more, but she took sight at how broad they became. And she wasn't wearing her typical pajama top and bottoms. This morning she was clad in a black tank top and a pair of soft sweat pants.

No, this can't be true. This has to be some sick nightmare. Jolting backwards on her heel, she let out a terrible shriek. After screaming for a good minute, she calmed down and rested her hands on the bathroom counter, transfixed on the reflection in front of her.

"I-I somehow transformed into Bakugou!" The deep timbre voice of bakugou replaced her own. She tugged on the unkept hair and knitted her eyes shut. "This is only a dream. I'm dreaming right? I can't possibly be in Bakugou's body."

A loud ringing noise alerted y/n to open her eyes again. It was coming from her bedroom. Correction, his bedroom. She glanced at herself in the mirror one more time before retrieving the phone that was stuffed in a green duffel bag. Her eyes widened. She recognized her phone number on the screen. Knowing the circumstances, she pressed answered and awaited for the receiver on the other end to speak.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!"

-

"So, we somehow switched bodies because of being struck by that villains quirk the other night. How long did they say this will last then?" Y/N questioned Bakugou the following morning once they agreed to meet up somewhere in private. Right now they were sitting across from each other on a stone bench by the lake, the morning sun peaking through the tall skyscrapers behind them.

Bakugou shrugged his shoulders, technically hers, and said, "Endeavor informed me it'll probably linger for a good week. He also wanted us to not be on duty till we recuperate from this, saying that the side effects will drain our bodies." He couldn't muster up the courage to stare at her, because all he would see is the reflection of himself. "Unfortunately the villain fled the scene before the others arrived to retrieve us. They're still out there causing havoc."

"This is freaking weird."

"Fucking."

Y/N tilted her head in confusion. Across from her, Bakugou pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed in frustration.

"If you're gonna be me for a whole week then you might as well not sugar coat my vocabulary-dumbass."

Right, she now has to devote her time and effort into mirroring Bakugou's explosive personality. But that also means he too has to put on a show in order to persuade everyone he was her.

"Oh, okay..." she started but tensed up when realizing Bakugou was gazing expectantly at her. "D-Dumbass?"

Katsuki groaned as he rolled his eyes at her failed attempt of portraying him.

"This is going to be a long ass week."

- Bakugou grunted in disgust as he scavenged through y/n's closet for something to wear. Every piece of clothing so far hasn't met his criteria of approval to put on his body. There was an unnecessary amount of yoga pants and the most ugliest oversized graphic tees he's ever laid his eyes upon stored in her drawer. Growing up in a household of highly praised designers, the influence shifted his taste in fashion over the years. So, he made the rational decision to make a quick trip to the mall and purchase a few outfits for himself. Considering he's going to be in this body for a whole week, maybe even more, he might as well present himself looking ten times better than she ever has.

He tittered around the mall window shopping, entering store after store leaving with a handful of clothes in plastic and paper bags. So far he bought some outfits that edged a little on the fancy side, but paid no mind to his bank account. Bakugou guesstimated y/n's size during the venture, not wanting to pry or see what's underneath these restricting fabrics. He was about to leave when a frilly-pink themed store caught his attention.

It's a lingerie store, Bakugou thought as he neared closer to the entrance.

Posters inside the displays showcased attractive half naked women clad in nothing but the delicate material. Not to mention they were all posing seductively. An involuntary image of y/n flashed across his eyes, her imitating the same lustrous pose as well as wearing the sheer lingerie like the women behind the glass. Steams of heat practically blowed out from his ears, along with the embarrassing shade of pink panting his cheeks. He clamped a hand on his mouth, eyes widen in disbelief.

The fuck did I just imagine? There's no way in hell that just happened!

He must've been loitering there for awhile because a young girl, possibly his age, was standing in the threshold of the store wearing a pastel pink apron, giving him a welcoming smile.

She spoke, "Looking to shop for something, ma'am?"

Remembering back to y/n's distasteful clothing, he noted that she also lacked having any 'pretty' undergarments. It wasn't that he intentionally raided through her underwear, he just so happen to have stumbled upon the almost empty drawer by accident. In retrospect, he's doing her a favor. He cleared his throat before speaking.

"Yes actually. Can you show me your most expensive set?" - "To your left! That dudes been camping by that spot since the match. He'll snipe you in the open!" Kirishima informed y/n as they both sat criss cross on the cushioned couch.

They've been playing the same game for hours. Y/N prayed for at least one water break or grab something quick to eat since they haven't moved an inch from their spots. Kirishima promised after this match he'll order some takeout for the both of them, but he said the same thing 8 matches ago. All she could do for now was pretend to be immersed in the game, getting a couple of impressive kills here and there, subsequently ranking her to a bronze level. Her digits were beginning to cramp up due to the repetitive moments of smashing down on the labeled buttons on the wireless controller. The screen across from them suddenly went dark and flashed the scoreboard from the recent match. Another successful victory.

"BOOYAAA!!!!" Kirishima clapped his hands and did a celebratory dance. "Ah, good game Bakugou."

Y/N flinched from hearing the blondes name.

"Kirishima, it's Y/N," she reluctantly reminded him.

Kirishima's whole demeanor went south. He chucked out a dry laugh and nervously started rubbing the back of his neck.

"R-Right sorry. Couldn't help myself. I mean, I am looking at Bakugou. Same face, voice, hair, and scary eyes."

After being battered by the villains quirk, Kirishima and Sun Eater were the ones to retrieve them before law enforcement shortly arrived once the perpetrator fled the scene. They were all under one strict oath to not mention this to the public, or else everyone’s image will tarnished and skew the potential of our future rankings.

"I know. I'm still trying to process this whole thing. I've been avoiding all the mirrors in the apartment since I came back." Y/N stood up from the couch and sauntered over to her designated bedroom for the week. She reached for the door handle but stiffened when a pair of hardened hands rested on her broad shoulders.

"Aye, don't worry so much. I bet you Bakugou is thinking the same thing. This week will be over before you know it," he absentmindedly began massaging the area between your shoulder blades and neck.

Does he always treat Bakugou like this despite that nasty little Pomeranian being a complete asshole to everyone?

"Kirishima?"

"Yeah?"

"What is Bakugou like around you?"

The red head hummed to himself at the random question, thinking of a perfect answer to her curiosity.

"The same how he was in high school except more tamer I guess. But I enjoy his presence none the less."

Then why does he seem to unleash his untamed feelings towards me specifically?

Y/N sighed, obviously not satisfied with that answer.

"Out of everybody, he seems to despise me more and more like it's a game," she said without realizing.

"You know how he is Y/N. He's very abrasive and blunt when it comes to other people's emotions, but deep down I know he only acts like that because he wants to present a strong image in front of everyone," he started. "He's scared of others looking down on him, I know that for sure. But I always looked up to Bakugou from the day I personally got to know him. So, I guess he just stayed by my side because of my admiration for him."

Bakugou is always putting up a front then.

"Interesting...well I'm gonna go to bed now. Thanks for keeping me company," y/n said once again reaching for the knob and opening the door, ignoring the red heads pleas for her not go to sleep on an empty stomach. -

The next day Bakugou found himself inside y/n's bathroom, feet firmly planted on the tiled floor not daring to move an inch. Even though he wasn't in his own body that didn't stop him from paying a visit to the gym this morning. He went extra hard on every machine, not caring about the wandering eyes men gave him while he dead lifted weights. Drenched in nothing but his own glistening sweat, Bakugou entered y/n's small apartment as he dragged his tired feet to the bedroom he was now familiarized with.

Something foul wafted into his nostrils, almost making him teary eyed to the stench. He tried to recall the last time he took a shower. Vaguely he remembers washing his body the morning before he got attack by the powerful quirk. It's been several days since then. This was one thing he didn't want to endure during his experience of switching bodies. He's been neglecting his own hygiene to avoid seeing y/n's exposed body parts. Changing out from her clothes with closed eyes was difficult enough, but taking a fucking shower?! Such a shitty predicament. But he can't smell like this for the remainder of being stuck in this body. He'll die of suffocation.

Ah fuck, that must mean she has to take a shower as well. Or worse, she already has and saw everything.

His eye twitched, lips trembling in fear at what he's about to witness.

Fuck it, I can't go out smelling like shit!

With shaky fingers he began stripping, eyes trained on anything but y/n's figure, the faint sound of the water streaming white noise to him. Her gym clothes piled on the floor, Katsuki slipped into the shower, head titled slightly to view only the shower head. He messed around with the chrome handle, indecisive on what temperature he wanted. Settled onto cold to awaken his sluggish state, he positioned himself under the shower head, goosebumps prickling his skin due to the sudden drop of temperature. Water droplets streamed down and canaled to his lower regions, the sensation relaxing his anxiousness just a smidge. He surveyed the options y/n had laid out for hair care products and grabbed the nearest one. Rubbing the body wash into the palms of his hands, he caught himself, arm mid raised getting ready to wash each crevice of his body.

Shit shit shit shit

The hand in front of him began shaking.

She won't know. It's not like I'm touching her sexually, I'm just keeping her clean for fucks sake!

As gentle as he could, Bakugou washed away the soapy residue, fingers cautiously ghosting over anything perking out. A moment too soon, he accidentally skimmed over her chest a little too fast, the tips of his fingers touching something that was hard and protruding. His breathing hitched.

I just felt her fucking nipple!

But fuck, it strangely felt quite pleasant. Pleasurable even if he had to admit.

He continued on with his previous ministrations, cupping her boobs like a madman and swiping one thumb over the taunt surface to test the waters. A fierce, tingling sensation surged shivers down his spine. An unsolicited low moan spurred out from the blonde.

"Hah!"

What the hell?! Why am I still touching her tits? And why am I enjoying it?

Finishing up his routine quickly, Bakugou snatched a towel from the cabinet and rubbed away all the sinful thoughts desperately from his head, a constant fight between his morals and neediness. Nobody will never know what he committed in the confines of her own apartment. And it'll fucking stay like that till on his death bed.

I practically assaulted her. I'm so fucking disgusting

For the rest of the remaining day, Bakugou planned on meeting up with Kirishima to hangout. He wanted to coerce the red head into talking about anything other than y/n. His mind needs the relief. He needs this spell to be over with.

He can't stand trying to fit into women's jeans any longer - Kirishima woke up that morning to a chorus of shrieks. Girlish shrieks, might he add. He thought maybe the neighbors were selfishly doing not-so-holy-things at the peak of dawn. But him and Katsuki were resided on the highest level of the penthouse, them being the only residents on the empty floor. It clicked once he heard his name through the thin walls.

"Ah! Y/N I'm coming!" He leaped from his bed and reached y/n's, technically Bakugou's, room in a matter of seconds.

Y/N's body twitched to the sound of the door being slammed open, the impact rattling the very few wall decorations in the blondes space. Standing in the threshold was the friendly red head, huffing and puffing air out of his chest like he just got done running a marathon.

"K-Kiri! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to wake you up!" Her words afterwards became a jumbled mess, realizing the predicament she pushed herself into.

"Hey, hey, calm down! Tell me what's wrong. It sounded like you were in pain. Did you hurt yourself anywhere?" The red had to remind himself this was indeed another person inside Bakugou's body, because Bakugou would never apologize repeatedly for the sake of apologizing in his entire life.

Y/N was looking quite pallid now, sheepishly tugging on the black covers of the bed, trying to find the easiest way on how to lay this out to her new roommate.

"Well...I just...I woke up to - ah crap."

Instead of explaining her situation, she pulled back the blanket to show kiri the thing protruding between her uncommonly, muscular legs. Kirishima's eyes widen instantaneously, eating up the pitched tent inside her basketball shorts. Oddly enough, this wasn't his first rodeo upon seeing the blonde with a boner. They were dudes. And dudes living together were bound to witness each other's 'flesh swords', he'd like to put it.

"Oh, morning wood? That's pretty normal. Nothing to fret y/n!" He dismissed her with the wave of his hand. "Bakugou gets them all the time! In fact, I remember he'd get them after sparring sessions back in our U.A days-."

"Okayyyyy, Never mind that! I know I have a boner. Just exactly how do I get rid of it?!"

"You mean, you don't know? Haven't you been taught this in Sex Ed class?" Kiri was actually curious as to why she doesn't know nor remember. He surly does. Learning about the human body by the infamous sultry teacher, Midnight, engraved so much information into his tiny-teenage brain.

"That was considered an extra curricular class. I took a CPR class instead."

"Right well, from what she taught us and from my own personal experience, you gotta rub one out."

Y/N's whole face contorted into a confused mess of disgust.

"Rub a what now?" She asked, although she had a feeling what the euphemism meant.

Kiri's face blotched red, the tint flushing to his chest as well. The man was evidently embarrassed about having this conversation with someone who wasn't Bakugou.

"I essentially mean you gotta masturbate. Ya know, in order to calm down your boner," he paused seeing how distraught y/n became. "It won't hurt I promise you! Don't worry, it feels really good! Like, eating ice cream good! Ah no that's not a good analogy!"

"This is so fucking horrifying..." Y/N poked at the thing, rightfully known as his dick, and kept starring as if it might miraculously subside to its original size.

Kiri coughed, grabbing her attention away from Bakugou's dick.

"He has lotion stashed in his drawer," he started, but malfunctioned seconds later. He revealed something private to someone that bakugou condemned as a 'weakling'. "That is if you need it for lubricant. It's kind of tough to jerk off dry..." his sentence fell off midway.

Y/N mumbled out an "Ok", and retrieved said lotion from the lower bunk of his drawers. She felt a pair of eyes on her. Kiri was still standing awkwardly by the doorway, unsure wether or not if that's his cue to leave.

"Um, thanks Kiri. You can leave now," she plopped back onto Bakugou's king sized bed.

This man sleeps alone. He doesn't need a ginormous bed all to himself.

"R-Right! Well, enjoy jerking off- ah no I meant - I didn't word that correctly! Ah geez, see ya later!" He sprinted out the door like his life depended on it.

Locking the door behind her, y/n forced herself into the attached bathroom, the lotion burning the palms of her hand each second. Once she settled down on the lid of the toilet, she shimmied out from his loose basketball shorts, letting them pool at her ankles.

If there's one thing she learned that morning, it was that being a man had its weird benefits. - "Slow down Bakugou! Let me at least catch up before you black out!" Kirishima was on his third shot while Bakugou just downed his sixth one for the night.

The blonde growled under his breath and tugged the red head by his collar to his mouth.

"Fucking idiot, don't call me that. It's y/n when we're out in public," he loosens his grip and snatches kiri's shot and tips his head back to drain it all down his throat, the burning sensation long gone.

"Ugh, my brain can't keep up with this whole switching body shit. It's been so hard back at the apartment." He internally cringes from the recollection of y/n popping her first boner this morning.

"What do you mean? Has that dumbass been giving you a hard time? If she has, I'll give her a piece of my mind."

"Not at all! She's been a saint while living with me. Which by the way, how come you can't just live at the penthouse while y/n stays at her place?

While Kirishima was talking, Bakugou ordered another round of shots. The bartender shoved a whole bottle of Fireball towards the man, saving him in the future to not ask anymore. The young server gave Bakugou a sly wink and returned back to serving other customers down the line. Cheeks flushed red, Bakugou thinks the man behind the bar was being too nice for his liking. He poured two more shots while keeping an eye on the average looking employee. If kirishima kept babbling, he might as well funnel the entire bottle in one sitting.

"I'm just following endeavors orders. We're not supposed to gain attention from those stupid reporters that camp outside our penthouse," he takes another swing of the warm liquid. "I'd rather fucking be quirkless than mistaken for having any rumored relations with her."

"Can I ask a genuine question? How come you hate y/n so much?"

"I don't hate her, I dislike her. There's a difference."

"I don't know man. Sometimes I mistaken your dislike with love."

"EXCUSE ME? IM NOT IN LOVE OF THAT BITCH?!"

"C'mon dude, I'm sensing a lot of denial from you. Also, shouldn't you be acting like her right now? She's very soft spoken if I'm not mistaken,"

"I'm not in denial idiot. I hate how soft she speaks. I hate how sickeningly kind she is even though nobody deserves it. I hate how she wastes her talented quirk and doesn't see the potential. She's a lost cause Kiri. She won't last for much longer in this field if she keeps this up."

"Wow, for someone who dislikes her as such, you surly sound like you care about heeeerrrrrr," kirshima drawled out in a sing-song voice.

"Shut up and finish your shot, shitty hair."

When the blonde was driving back to her apartment later that night, he slammed his fists against the steering wheel when an afterthought came to him.

His whole reasoning as to why he went out in the first place, and he can't seem to restrict himself from talking about the girl he's trapped in.

Even in this goddamn body I can't seem to steer clear from y/n talk! - Izuku had to do a double take when he entered the small coffee shop. Something about seeing the pensive blonde sitting patiently in a booth by the corner really made him feel like he was sucked into another dimension. Today y/n was wearing a white v-neck with a wool green cardigan and tight black jeans.

Kacchan owns cardigans? He thought, clearly amused.

Upon hearing the ding coming from the door, Y/N raised her head from her phone and waved Izuku over to her table. The poor man seemed like he was going combust right there. It's been awhile since he's spoken to his old classmate.

The green haired hero slid into the booth across from her and immediately started speaking Deku language.

"H-Hey Kacchan! Boy it's been awhile hasn't it? I was a little stunned seeing your message this morning asking to hangout. I'm sorry that I couldn't meet up sooner. I had an early patrol shift from 9 to 5. You might know how that feels, right?! Oh gosh I'm sounding like an adult. Can you believe we're adults-."

"Midor- I mean Deku, I called you up to ask about if you have any leads on the villain with the body switching quirk?" She cut him off.

"Oh yeah, that villain has been spotted a few times since the last attack. Of course most of my team hasn't been able to reprimand them. A few close calls though. But I heard two people from your sector got hit by the quirk! Are they doing okay?"

I hate lying to those big freaking green eyes.

"That's not true. They got hurt, but no one was attacked by their quirk. I just need to know if you have any information on the quirk in particular and what to do in order to reverse it."

Underneath the table, Izuku fumbled inside his pockets in search for his mini notebook. He still obtained the habit of jotting down everything, literally everything, in hopes the information will provide any source of aide. Izuku became all jittery and excited at the thought of sharing anything with Kacchan!

The small, crinkled notebook was slid across the table, hitting the tips of y/n's knuckles.

"Page 124, the first indent I wrote. It's mainly about my own conspiracy on what the villains quirk is. That was before their first debut of course. But now since we know it's a type of body switching quirk, I tried to pin point on what exactly lifts the quirks effect on the victim," Izuku explained casually while y/n skimmed through the notes and passages. "I did a little detective work on my own and contacted the people who were attacked by the villain. From what I gathered, let's just say- it's a bit taboo ."

This piqued her interest.

"What do you mean by, taboo?"

The man began to wave his hands around fervently in attempt to steer the blonde away from prying more. But y/n swatted Izuku's hand and continued reading the sloppy inscriptions.

Her eyes popped out from her sockets.

"I have to what?!" A few civilians stared in their direction, obviously gravitated to the familiar gruff voice.

"Calm down Kacchan! Why are you so angry for?"

Y/N rubbed her temple all the while wanting to slowly die than endure anymore of this.

"Nothing. Just- Ugh...Is it alright if I borrow this?"

"Y-Yeah! Kacchan can borrow anything from me as long as he returns it!" There was that gleam again in his eyes.

"Thanks Izuku, I owe you one!" She squeezed the greenettes freckled hand before leaving the booth and the shop all together.

Still in the cafe, Izuku sat frozen as if someone walked in with gun. Internally though, he was screaming. -

Y/N: Please call me. It's urgent

It was a Friday night when Bakugou received the cryptic message from her. He was in the middle of  watching his true crime show when the annoying ding from his phone went off. For once, he just wanted to relax his mind and go on auto pilot without stressing his already strained body. It's the whole principle of Friday's. To fuck off and ignore everyone. What's so fucking important for her to text him out of the blue then?

Another acute ding.

Bakugou peeked over his shoulder to see who disrupted him this time.

Y/N: Bakugou, we need to talk. This isn't something to ignore.

He rolled his eyes and retrained his focus on the tv screen.

Ding Ding Ding

"FOR FUCK SAKE!" He released an animalistic growl from the depths of his throat, scratching his voice box even more. His fingers typed away aggressively, not bothering to read her previous messages.

BK: Leave me the fuck alone. You're to only text me if it involves with the reverse of this stupid quirk 🖕🏼

Three dots appeared immediately after he sent that. Bakugou started losing his patience while waiting for her response. He hated wasting precious time, especially if there was a second party involved. Her message finally delivered. Bakugou's eyes grew larger in size as he read the text.

Y/N: that's why I'm texting you idiot 🙄 I met up with Midoriya today and he may have given me the solution to our problem.

He bit down hard on his bottom lip as he typed out his last text message to her.

BK: fine. come over then. we can talk about it when you get here.

This time he didn't wait for her to respond back and began cleaning her apartment. - Feeling nervous was an understatement. Y/N felt like she was driving herself to her own execution. Bakugou being the one to carry out the death sentence. She didn't doubt the blonde would be elated at the idea of her being put under a torture device.

Okay, maybe he wasn't too malice to actually do it, but he probably entertained the thought.

Thankfully Bakugou's penthouse wasn't far from her own apartment, saving her much needed gas in case he goes ballistic on her.

The door flew open when she arrived shortly after one knock, revealing a very sluggish looking Y/N shooting daggers at her. Well, at least her body wasn't dressed in bruises or burn marks. That's a win. Bakugou paired herself with a cute crop top and silky pajama shorts. He's got taste she'll give him that.

Her apartment remained exactly the same as she left it when they both were ordered to switch residency's.  Only a few traces of Bakugou were found. Mainly in the kitchen, where all his fancy cooking equipment and utensils were laid out. Unlike him, she ate out almost every night due to the red head being incompetent in the kitchen. He almost burnt down the complex last night. He relied upon his friend to do most of the cooking in their household.

The blonde briskly brushed passed her to sit on the couch, slinging his feet on the coffee table to make himself comfortable. Too comfortable, she noted.

"Well, spill it. What did the damn nerd tell you that could help us with this shit?" He inquired without preamble.

Like a hero, she was here on a mission. A mission that needs to be completed as soon as possible, even if the mission itself was ludicrous. She reached into her jacket pocket to retrieve the mini book, and flipped soundlessly to the page Izuku marked for her.

"On here it says that the quirk can last up to a week, maybe even more, depending on the victim(s). The effected will experience dry eyes, nausea, insomnia, painful migraines, and uncontrollable shaking due to being inside another persons body. They must let the quirk take its course then," she read out loud, ignoring Bakugou's groans of annoyance. "But, for rare cases, there have been reports of one's libido being greatly impacted. The victim will be in constant, insurmountable pain unless they relief themselves, then the two bodies will return back to normal."

To her surprise, Bakugou didn't show an ounce of indignation after hearing this piece of information. He seemed almost indifferent.

And there's no denying the truth. Both of their hormones have been off the rails. Ever since the incident in the shower, Bakugou has caught himself numerous times touching Y/N's boobs. Coping a sly feel as he cooked, cleaned, and even while he scrolled through his social media.  Sometimes her ass as well to see if it felt good in his hands. Y/N was no saint either. Sporting boners every hour for no particular reason. All the blood rushing to her lower region became unbearable when she didn't take care of it. Kirishima kept reassuring her that it's natural for a man to get them a lot. But how much was too much?

He threw his hands up in the air and scoffs. "That's it? I just gotta jack off and then we're free from this curse?"

This is the part she dreaded the most. An uncomfortable heat flash roused up her face, a deep shade of red inching across her cheeks and nose.

"No. That's not what it means. We basically have to...ya know...," she paused mid sentence, too bashful to finish, desperately wanting Bakugou to put two and two together.

She shrunk in her position as the blonde narrowed his eyes at her.

"We have to fuck each other?" He profoundly acclaimed.

"Don't put it like that! But yeah, technically, we have to...help relief each other in order to switch back."

"If you wanted to jump my bones so bad you could've just asked." He leans back against the couch, arm draped lazily over the shoulder of the furniture, along with a playful smirk tugging up on the corners of his mouth. Y/N's blood ran cold when she felt the tiniest twitch down below. Her borrowed reproductive organ is betraying her!

"Do you want to be in constant pain till this all wears off? Or do you want to get this over with and never talk to each other again?" Y/N shuffled more towards the abrasive man, a strong tidal wave of anger rising within her.

"It won't matter because you always wound up in my presence anyway. Like a fucking pest that won't leave me alone." Without realizing it, Bakugou got up from his spot on the couch and marched over to Y/N, who at the moment looked like she was about to pop a blood vessel.

Another thing he hated about switching bodies was the fact that everyone towered over him, despite him being on his tippy toes. The woman in front of him acclimated his height, giving her the upperhand if they were to battle it out right now. If anything he could kick her shins at best.

"Whatever...I'm leaving," was all she said before storming off to the front door, grabbing her things along with her as she grew farther from him.

Katsuki's legs were moving on their own. His hand reached out and grabbed Y/N's forearm, halting her movements altogether. She's clearly enraged, thrashing her body back and forth to loosen his grip on her. He eventually grew tired of her stubborness and secured his grip on both of her arms, trapping her between the door and his body, producing a loud 'thump!'. Although he was in her body, he still carried his strength. In a matter of seconds, both Y/N and Bakugou were chest to chest now, their centers tapping aganist each other.  She averted her gaze to the floor, as if their shoes were more interesting than this whole shitshow of a dilema. Bakugou squeezed her shoudlers, a little too much for her liking, to gain her attention again.

"I didn't say no, did I?" he asked hotly, his warm breath hitting her collarbones. An ice cold shiver ran down her spine, causing her breathing to hitch. Bakugou noticed her sudden stiffness and began rubbing gentle circles into the tender flesh of her skin. "Hoho, someone's excited aren't they?"

Confused, Y/N furrowed her brows and backed up further into the wooden door. But her question was soon to be answered as she followed Bakugou's hungry gaze to the prominent bludge taunting from her pants. Betrayed once again by her unstable horniness!

"Guess I'm not the only one," she accuses once spotting the definite wet stain around Bakugou's crotch. He smirked at that.

"Take care of it then," his voice oozed of seduction and want, rewarding him another twitch in your tight pants. The libido was taking full effect now, any animosity they had before was thrown out the window. Past arguments also long forgotten. Their main priority at the moment was to experience the sweet relief of coming undone.

Y/N darted her hand down to the spot Bakugou needed attention from, and cupped his crotch with her abnormally large hand. Bakugou lets out a shaky exhale as her fingers danced around the sensitive area. One of her fingers moved instinctively, feeling how drenched he was in his panties, and rubbed the underside to get a better feel of the sex.

"You're so wet Bakugou," Y/N mused softly. She leaned forward, searching into Bakugou's eyes for any signs of him wanting this to end. But the pool of his irises were blown out, no tint of your original color in them anymore. "Do you want more?"

He nodded quickly, his hair bobbing up and down. Y/N chuckled and removed her hand from its previous position to the hem of Bakugou's shorts, teasingly toying the waistband. She slipped smoothly into his shorts, tickling him in the process, and toyed with the corners of his panties before moving them aside so she could have access to the thing she's been craving to touch. Wetness lathered up her fingers with just one swipe, causing Bakugou to purse his lips and shut his eyes tightly.

"Is Bakugou embarrassed? Are you mad that I have the upper hand now? After all those years of verbally tormenting me, you can't handle my simple touch?" She whispered dangerously close into his ear. During this, she couldn't tell if he was pissed or turned on. Maybe a mixture of both, but she took pride in his strained expression.

"W-Watch your goddamn mouth. Or do I need to shut you up myself, eh?" By shutting her up, he meant mirroring her exact ministrations. The petite hand of Bakugou's latched onto the zipper of her jeans, and impressively dragged it down in one swipe without getting anything caught. He reached into the tight restraints of her boxer briefs and pulled out the hardened dick. He clicked his tongue. "Not to sound like a narcissist, but you gotta admit, my dick looks pretty."

"Just shut up and jerk me off you asshole. I'm starting to see stars," She wasn't lying to speed up the process. Her body felt like it was on fire, including her dick. If Bakugou keeps stalling for the sake of punishing her, then he's going to be seeing white for days on end.

Bakugou tentatively began pumping her, his grip not too tight nor loose on the flesh. Y/N sighed in relief as he swiped his thumb over the slit, covering his fingers in her precum. Seeing that he's giving into her needs, she returned the favor by inserting her index finger inside, not allowing him to adjust once she massaged the velvety walls.

Bakugou arched into Y/N's body, panting harshly against her chest. "H-Hah fuck, slow down. Shit!"

"Take it like a champ, Mr.Dynamight."

"F-Fuck you."

Oh no. Probably shouldn't have patronized him, because Bakugou sped up his languid motions to pure vigorous jerking of the hand. A wave of pleasure shot up through her body, jolting backwards due to the intense sensation. Of course he's a pro at this. What isn't he good at?

Bakugou rested his head onto the crevice of your shoulder since he could only reach so far, and ghosted his lips on the skin, carefully restricting himself to not engage in kissing the area. While doing so, he cupped the underside of your balls, rolling them around in his small hands. They looked so big when being manhandled in her grasp. Y/N stifled her moans as he kept messing with them, all the while stroking her simultaneously. She felt him smile. The cheeky fucker! Two could play it at this game.

Y/N used one of her thumbs that weren't preoccupied inside Bakugou to massage the only place she knew that could make him cum in seconds.  Two fingers inside, one thumb attentively on the clitorous. It was enough to make Bakugou bite down on her shoulder, trying to prevent any moans from escaping his mouth.

"Moan for me Bakugou. I know you want to," she tried to persuade him with more strokes to the clit, occasionally pinching it with her unoccupied fingers. She can feel he was close. So was she. But she needed to coerce him into helping her to finish too. They need to be a team. "Say something Bakugou. Don't you want to cum? If you don't speak your mind I'm going to stop." She couldn't believe the words that were spewing from her mouth. Y/N has never dirty talked before. Nor has she gotten this far with anyone without freezing up. Definitely the libido effect.

Bakugou detached his teeth from her shoulder and stared deeply into her eyes. Pleading.

"Go faster. Please." The want and neediness in his voice said it all.

He indeed felt vulnerable and exposed right then and there when confessing his desire, but he couldn't care less. Her fingers inside him were heavenly. A mantra of ,"yesyesyesyesyesyes", left his throat as her ministrations didn't falter.

"Fuck! Keep going. Just like that- shit - just like that... yesssss." His moans were beautiful. Not because they sounded like hers, but the way how he vocalizes his pleasure made sense in the world. Every whimper or moan puts her closer to the edge.

"Are you- are you about to?" He asked quietly, as though he was afraid you might stop at any rate.

"Yes! So close, just keep stroking," it was difficult to form sentences after that, the build up tension in your stomach tightening like a ticking time bomb, making your pleads indecipherable.

But Bakugou didn't want to hear that. He wanted to her to say those three words of encouragement.

Make. Me. Cum

And then, as if his thoughts were broadcasted live, she snaked her hands into the locks of his hair and pulled him close to where the tips of their noses touched briskly.

In a small voice she whimpers out, "Make me cum, Katsuki."

Listening to her instructions, his grip tightened around the base of her shaft and began teasing the slit, never once averting his glare from her own. Y/N's legs turned into jello. It became harder and harder to stand any longer. She needed to release. She quickened her pace and brutally scissored his pussy, the erotic sounds of their wetness reverberating in the tiny apartment.

"Cum then baby. Cum for me only."

Baby

Next thing she knew a strip of white shot out from below, dirtying the hands of Bakugou's. Her body began to spasm. Katsuki didn't loosen his grip, the stimulation becoming unbearable at this point.

The coil within him loosened, the evidence of his climax coating her fingers, allowing his orgasum to reach its full potential.

The pair blacked out for a split second, but recuperated once the light hit their corneas again.

"Shit." "Fuck." "..." "..."

Silence. Then the realization hit.

"I'm staring at you and not me! It worked! Hallelujah!" Y/N exclaimed, feeling herself to make sure it wasn't a hallucination.

"Gross. You got cum all over my expensive shirt," he said, wiping away the white substance with his sleeve.

Both of them went into the kitchen to clean the after math. Bakugou would grunt occasionally in disgust, sponging away the grime. Y/N throughly washed her hands and towel dried them, thoughts stiffly empty and vexed. She broke the awkward tension.

"Well, I guess we should call Endeavor and inform him that we switched back."

He hummed in agreement.

"And we should probably exchange our things tomorrow or tonight, but preferably soon since we're going to be on duty again."

Another grunt.

"Don't worry about me mentioning this to anyone. We can just keep whatever happened minutes ago between us-

Bakugou cut her off entirely by smashing his lips against hers. Shell shocked by his action, Y/N kept her eyes wide open whilst Bakugou's were knitted shut. She laid her hands on his chest and shoved him away harshly, putting their distance at arms reach.

"Bakugou, what the hell? All of sudden you want to kiss me?" Y/N's face fell, contorting into a mixture of sadness and confusion. "You only kiss people you like. Not hate."

Bakugou moved towards Y/N slowly, a hint of a smile forming as he neared closer.

"And that's exactly why I did it, idiot," he proclaimed confidently, cupping the side of her face. The touch was so tender and gentle she forgot that it was Bakugou at first.

"You're toying with me, aren't you? The libido is probably still lingering. If you really liked me, then tell me the exact moment you did."

Without hesitation he said, "The first day of school. When you walked in."

Y/N slapped the hand from her face, her skin flushing red by his blunt confession.

"Stop lying. You were mean to me the first day of school. And every day after that. I don't think calling people a "weakling" or "stupid" constitutes as liking someone."

All he did was chuckle and continued scooting closer, eventually towering above her. She squirmed underneath him. She secretly missed having his height.

"You're absolutely stupid if you think I really meant any of that crap. I may have gone overboard on the whole berating thing, but that was just my way of pushing my feelings away, in hopes you'd improve better and not take shit from people like me."  

"Ya know, it's kind of hard to detect that when you were practically spitting on my face."

He leaned down and pecked a chaste kiss on the crown of her forehead.

"You can call me all the names you want later. Kick my ass if ya want, but for now let me make it up to you," he whispers before planting his mouth to hers again, only this time she didn't protest.

Heat swirled within her as she watched Katsuki's eyes flutter close, enriched in the moment to open them, and gripped the base of her neck to apply more pressure into the kiss. The man guided her as he moved his plushed lips ontop of hers, consuming the pretty noises she made. And my, were they absoultey rich coming from her.

I want to hear more, the selfish thought banged repeatedly inside his lust filled mind.

Y/N nervosuly closed her eyes shut when Katsuki's wet tongue prodded the entrance of her tight, lipped mouth. Letting him take full control, Katsuki managed to enter the strong muscle into her wet mouth and explored the canvernous place with such eagerness, such tenacity. Like he's been dying to do this for as long as his skillful mind can remember. Y/N found herself moaning as Katsuki grabbed her waist and forcefully collieded their bodies together, her soft breasts pressed up against his hard chest. Her perky tits put him in a trance, remincseing back to the day when first touched them, the guiltiness eating him up from the inside-out. Katsuki slithered one of his hands to the taunt boob and gave it a firm squeeze, causing Y/N to squeak out in embarrasement. They still feel fucking amazing in his hands.

"You're so fucking cute," he drew back from her, already out of breath. Everything was hitting him like a tsunami. He can finally admit to himself that he's been wanting this since they became co-workers. Hell, since the fucking beginning. Younger Katsuki would deem him as a horny loser who lost at his own game, but he wasn't a damn kid anymore.

"K-Katsuki...bedroom?" her hands found their way back into his crisp locks, futher egging him to comply. The small action made him moan.

"Fuck yes," Katsuki growled out and in a haste hooked his arms underneath the back of Y/N's thighs, hoisting her in the air to lead them into the bedroom they're both familair with.

Journeying to her bedroom became a difficult task. If only she'd stop giving his neck, the most sensitve spot out of his entire body, kitten kisses then he'd be plowing her back by now. He grew weaker by the second as the shy, acute kisses trandsitioned into full on sucking and biting. Not that he was complaining.

Katsuki threw her down onto the bed, unable to contain his smile when she hiccuped a chorus of giggles. God, even her giggles are fucking contagious. Strong arms scooped her up momentarily, bringing her to the center of the bed. Grazing her aching spot was Katsuki's growing buldge. Y/N circled her arms around his tiny waist squeezing him closely as Katsuki rolled his hips downwards to meet hers. She seized Katsuki's bicep, whimpering, and rythmically pushed her groin towards his, the tin material of her shorts scraping the surface of his jeans deliciously. His head dragged down to her collarbones, panting softly, wetting the skin from the condesation of his breath.

"I want you so fucking bad, please," he managed to choke out in between the continous grinding.

Gaining a newfound confidence, Y/N mimiced the way how Bakugou unzipped her when they were still in opposite bodies and peeled back his briefs till his inflamed member popped out, smacking his lower belly. He cursed under his breath noticing the immense amount of pre-cum leaking from the head. As much as she wanted to lick it all up, there were other things to tend to. She shimmied out from her skimpy shorts and crop top, not wasting any time for lingering touches. But Y/N caught a menacing glare in his eyes. His attention was focused on something else. Looking down, she saw that she was sporting a sheer laced bra with matching panties. She definitely doesn't remember having these in her personal closet.

"You bought me lingerie?" Y/N tried to sound unfazed at the thought of Katsuki willingly purchasing these pretty undergarments for her. That must mean he's seen her boobs!

"Yeah? So what if I did. Your sense of fashion is nonexistent. I pitied you that much to where I bought you shit with my own money."

His face was stern, scarily resembling the times he'd be bashing someone's head on the concrete during a bloody battle. But his eyes told a different story. She couldn't quite pin point the time or place when she witnessed the same gleaming spark in those vermilion orbs, but she felt safe and wanted all in one.

So she began teasing the straps of her bra, head still in disbelief that the blonde underneath her bought it, and let the material slip off her shoulder seductively. Bakugou's breathing quickened as he watched y/n toy with the next strap. He stopped her midway.

"No," his fingers were ironically cold.

"No?" She questioned him, awkwardly frozen still on his lap. His evident boner pushing up against her sex, making her wet even more.

Numbly, Bakugou pulled up both of the straps to her bra and chuckled lightly to himself.

"I wanna fuck you with this on. It's been on my mind since I bought it," he admitted out loud.

Y/N held back a moan, his words carrying so much weight to them all the while directing it straight to her drenched pussy.

Without saying a word, y/n left acute kisses on Bakugou's neck, trailing it down further and further till she reached the leaking head of his member. He became antsy as she wrapped her petite hand around the base, fingers tracing the topography of his veins. Y/N saw the desperate look on his face and took all of him in her mouth, holding in the breath of oxygen she took before doing so. Bakugou hissed, teeth clamping down on his bottom lip nearly ripping the skin apart. This feels way better and more appropriate. He prefers her wet mouth over her fingers any day of the week.

Y/N sucked in her cheeks, allowing herself to take more of his member. The tip of his head eventually hit the back of her throat, causing her to gag and choke due to the sudden pressure.

"F-Fuck. Holy shit, keep going," Katsuki begged, tears swelling in his ducts already.

The saliva from her open mouth created a natural lubricant, making it easy for her to bob her head up and down. Bakugou's ears picked up the erotic wet squelching sounds coming from her as she kept up the brutal pace, the noise alone making him want to come undone. The sight of y/n slobbering on his dick is now engraved in his head. He let out a wanton moan when she played with his balls, recalling the memory of him performing the same ministration on himself with her beautiful hands.

He can feel the familiar sensation spreading down below, his throat constricting as the stimulation of her sucking and licking becoming too much. Before she could continue, Bakugou reached over and lifted her head by her hair.

"I can't hold it in any longer. I need to be inside you now," his voice was strained to point where it came out as a whisper.

Pushing her back gently, Bakugou latched his mouth onto hers as he spread her legs wide apart. Revealing a canal of her wetness dripping from her panties to the inner thighs. Bakugou licked his lips hungrily. Mentally slapping himself for not tasting her before she gave him head. He'll make sure to explore that endeavor later.

Lips still locked, Bakugou tugged the bottom half of her laced panties aside, strings of her glistening wetness shimmering, and positioned himself at her aching entrance. The tip of his cock teased her folds, coating it even more. He agonizingly went in slow circles, occasionally slapping her clit with it. Y/N's arms were above her head, clutching the linen sheets in anticipation. Katsuki smirked against her lips at her wrecked expression.

"Bakugou please...," y/n pleaded with her full chest. She wants to know how it feels to be wrapped around him. To be one with him. "Don't hold back. Just fuck me."

Bakugou's eyes grew darker after the demand, pure lust taking control over his body now. He sheathed into her quickly without taking his eyes off of her face. A quiet whimper left her throat when he fully bottomed out. He checked for any signs of y/n looking displeased or uncomfortable, but he got his answer when he felt her legs wrap around his torso, pulling him in as close as possible. Bakugou basks in at the sight of y/n sucking him completely, her legs fully bent back in an awkward position. He decides to pull his cock halfway out. y/n whimpers due to loss of friction but gets rewarded seconds later when Katsuki rams his cock inside again, pushing all his weight onto her.

"Oh, fuck, Katsuki!," she whines, instinctively clutching her walls around him.

"You're so tight for me huh baby? Can't help but to clamp around this dick," Katsuki sneered while pumping tentative thrusts into her.

His hands clasped both of her thighs now, pulling her towards him, urging her to move in a harmonious dance with him. Finding somewhat of a rhythm, y/n fucked Katsuki back by rolling her hips, a synapse of heat exchanging between them. Sweat starts dripping down from the crown of his forehead onto the peaks of her breasts. Lost in thought, he tipped his head forward and lapped up the remains of his salty musk, tongue expertly twirling around the taunt nipple. Y/N mewled, hands searching - reaching - for anything to ground herself, settling on interlocking her fingers with Katsuki's nitroglycerin drenched hands. She titled her head and took a whiff.

Caramel and soap

A popping sound went off in her ears. Katsuki released her swollen tit only to look up with hooded eyes, his infamous smirk on full display.

"Open your mouth," was all he said before raising one of his fingers that she was so embarrassingly fixated on moments ago. When she didn't obey Katsuki grabbed her by the jaw and shoved not one, not two, but three fingers in her mouth. Like with his cock, she couldn't handle the intensified pressure in the back of her throat, gagging instantaneously.

"Atta girl. Just take my fingers like a good bitch. Oh? You like it when I degrade you huh? Don't lie, you tightened instantly when I said that." Katsukis pace sped up rapidly, pumping into her cunt like a madman, fingers still lodge down her throat. Each thrust left her shuddering for more, his hips meeting hers to create a loud song, the noise drowning out her muffled screams.

It became hard to see now, a tunnel vision of just a crimson glow. Soon she feels herself becoming light. Katsuki grew impatient and flipped y/n on her stomach, a tiny oof rocked out from her, and inserted his member back into her stretched out cunt.

Y/N yelps as Katsuki's cock hits the sweet spot - fresh tears flooding down her flushed face, babbling nonsense into her pillow.

She caves, sobbing, "yes, yes, ohgod. you feel so good. you're so fucking good -ah katsuki!"

Looming over her trembling body, the blonde slows his harsh thrusts to a savagely slow grind. He lowly chuckles watching her writhe and wiggle her body in desperation.

"You think you can just come that easy? Beg for me to let you come!"

Smack!

A harsh sting rattled her lower back, causing her to bite down harshly on her lip to avoid showing any pain.

"Such an asshole..." y/n huffed out, oblivious to the way how Katsuki was preparing for her next punishment.

Smack! Smack!

"Not good. Ask nicely for me to fuck this pretty pussy into the mattress."

More whimpers into the tear stained pillow.

"P-Please Katsuki..." she begins, frustration growing exponentially with every word. "Fuck me. I need your cock. I always needed your cock Katsuki. Make me scream out your name when I come!"

She didn't even have time to process what she said before Katsuki enclosed his hand around her throat, forcefully dragging her writhing body to his chest, cranking her head in a 90 degree angle. Cock still warming up her insides.

"That's my girl," he said before kissing her lips again, devouring the sweet noises she made.

Her neighbors were in for a long night. - Both of their bodies the next morning faced more damage than any crusade of a patrol. Bruises painted the outskirts of y/n's body, trailing from her thighs to the divots of her breasts. Katsuki paid no mind to it, seeing how he can make a bloody lip a trailblazer look.

Even though no one wanted speak much about the issue at hand - last night was a pivotal moment for their relationship.

Because y/n wouldn't be making a fresh batch of coffee for the Katsuki Bakugou in her kitchen right now.

Because Bakugou wouldn't be lounging by her washing machine, waiting for the timer to go off so he can put her bed sheets in the dryer.

They found themselves sitting comfortably in silence - the soft whipping of car horns outside her cracked window - Katsuki blowing on his coffee before taking a sip. It all seemed unreal to her. In any other circumstance they'd be at each other's necks by now, screaming nuisances in the air. She considers this whole ordeal a ruse. But it isn't. Thank god it isn't. Because Katsuki never looked calmer or relaxed in his entire life till now. And she wasn't going to bat an eye away from this ground breaking phenomenon.

Intently watching him drink from across the table, she ponders if Katsuki liked her from the get go, and maybe just disguised his feelings with disgust towards her later on. The question will go unanswered, possibly until he confides and tells the story himself, but for now she was content not knowing the what if.

"How did you know I like black coffee?" Katsuki asks, quirking up an eyebrow at her.

Y/N takes a long drag from her mug, indulging in the sweet taste of the caramel creamer.

She smiles and says, "I don't know. Just took a wild guess."

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