#waaah... forehead hot.... and for what...

[mothscotch]

only oc thing that matters /silly

[bluiex]

Hello! It's the 'Vamp Scar dancing with Hunter Grian but not really anon' again! I'm here again, this time with another little thing about these two's relationship! Today I give you Grian getting taken care of after a few other hunters beat him up when they (rightly) think he's abandoning their oath of killing all vampires, but don't do any actual investigating and take it into their own hands. And how Scar does not like anyone hurting his Grian :)

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Scar had gotten used to Grian being around. He had gotten used to someone alive sharing his space. He had gotten used to the sound of a heart beating not to far away. He had gotten used to the warm weight that often presses against him. He had gotten used to how his bed dips and creaks as someone else crawls in to cuddle.

He had gotten used to to their smell sticking to everything. The rooms, his sheets, his clothes...He had truly gotten used to them.

He didn't think he had to get used to open wounds and their blood soaked bandages.

"em sorry Scar..." Grian says, only semi-lucid after taking more than the recommended amount of pain killers.

"And why are you apologizing?" He asks, wincing a little as another grotesque looking wound appears after unwrapping the cloth binding their arm. "It's not like asked to have five of your 'colleagues' to beat you within an inch of your life."

"I know...that this must be really...real difficult for you. With all the...blood and mess I'm making. I'm getting...blood all over your tile and tub."

"It's alright Gri. You just try to relax as I turn the water on and try to get you cleaned up."

He watches them nod their head before he tosses the red cloth bandage into the bin with the other ones. He hates seeing all those bandages, with the red almost overtaking the fabric and only leaving a white edge as a reminder to what it once looked like. He hates how torn to pieces their clothes were, reduced to nothing more then hole ridden rags. He hates how they seem to have been stripped of all possessions on their person, their weapons, their phone, and even their wallet nowhere to be found...

He hates how broken their body looks, how their limbs seem be so limp, how once healthy skin is slit open and irritated and likely to be bruised, how shallow their breathing is, how vacant their eyes look, how dirt sticks to their hair and is smudged way to close to too many open and still bleeding wounds, how it looks like they are so close to death and are just waiting for the Grim Reaper to walk through the door...

And he hates how the people who did this had walked away with nothing happening to them.

"I'm going to turn the facet on. You tell me if it's too hot or cold, okay?"

"Okay..."

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Scar carefully rests a bundled up sleeping Grian on the bed, carefully brushing hair out of the way to kiss their forehead.

"I'm going to spoil you so much during your recovery..." He murmurs against their skin. "I'm going to spoil so much you won't remember how life was before."

Grian makes a low noise before turning their head and resting their cheek on a pillow. He carefully runs his fingers through their hair, still wet even after him trying to dry it with a towel.

"I'm going to spoil you because you deserve it after coming so close to death. I'm going to spoil you because it's unfair what happened to you."

He slowly moves his hand down their face, gently brushing a thumb along their bottom lip, unfortunately split in two places.

"I'm going to spoil you because despite everything, you still chose to be with me. You still chose to be mine."

He gently and carefully presses a kiss to their lips, pushing down anger as he tastes blood.

"And I am to hunt the people who did this to you. And I am going to kill them."

Grian lets out a low hum, like they heard him and like the idea.

WAAAH ANON THIS IS A LOVELY FEIST- This is amazing. thank you for this. SO well written!!! I felt like I could feel Scar;s emotions and just wanted to beat the crap out of those guys too *chefs kiss*

[keijifairy]

accidentally hitting your face with a volleyball 〃

♡  miya atsumu, miya osamu, sakusa kiyoomi

genre. fluff

-`,✎ ❝ hi! i saw your "accidentally hitting your face with a volleyball" hcs and i was wondering if you could do it for miya twins and sakusa too? have a nice day ♡ ❞ @wansseul

author's note. this took a hot min 😔 but thank you for waiting 💞 miya twins and omi ?? yes please 😽

+ this was a bit different than the first one but i hope u still like it !! 💗

༘ miya atsumu

━ you've met miya atsumu before, and you like to think it was some sort of cute meet you read about, but looking back into it, bumping into him in a hallway at nationals when you only wanted to refill some water bottles was kinda embarrassing, and the sweat dripping down your temple and your hair a hot mess was definitely not cute at all.

━ so you don't think about how he handed you the water bottles with your fingers making contact as he flashes you a stupidly boyish smirk, saying something along the cliche lines of "be careful next time. wouldn't want ya falling for someone else." and his eyes lingering on you a bit longer than you could handle as if you're in some fanfiction.

━ you only bowed your head hastily, trying to hide the flush on your cheeks as you thank him for what seemed to be the millionth time and run away. because you're not going to see him again, right?

━ but then you remember! that handsome man with an awfully familiar black jersey that you made a fool of yourself in front of…is from..inarizaki..and karasuno is competing with them...aaaand he's just standing across the court...

━ you try to erase any memory of your little encounter with him not even fifteen minutes ago, as you busy yourself with your team and hopefully, he doesn't spot you. little did you know though, he didn't miss you cheering for his opponents (well, duh) on the corner of his eye. (how could he miss you? you were a bit obvious with how you sneakily catch glimpes of him, and mayhaps, that inflated his ego a bit).

━ hear him out! he was only trying to impress you, okay? but that didn't really work out as luck didn't seem to be by his (and your) side today as the ball he slams onto the other side of the net doesn't land on the court, but instead on your face.

━ there was an attempt. a for effort!!

━ "nice going, dumbass." osamu deadpans from behind him, some trying to stifle their cackle at their teammate's poor attempt while the rest wince when they hear you groaning in pain.

━ the karasuno boys immediately start rushing towards you, but when they see miya atsumu strolling towards them, they halt in their tracks. (don't be fooled, he's close to melting into a puddle in shame under all that suave exterior).

━ he holds his hand out with concern masked by the same stupidly boyish smirk that's been taking up your mind as you purse your lips and reluctantly take his hand — and you suddenly feel like passing out any minute (the ball in your face may not be the reason).

━ "this must be what fate feels like." 

━ you warily chuckle, letting go of his hand as you clutch your forehead. "if a ball getting slammed into your face is what you call fate, then i guess...yeah."

━ honestly, you're just thankful the cameras aren't rolling. there might be some people recording this ridiculous scene, but you think you're way past the humiliation.

━ "sorry about that." he silently winces as he not so subtly stares at the patch of red on your skin. "let's take ya to a nurse."

━ "it's fine," your shoulders lifted in a shrug, "and no thank you. i don't think my boys would...like that—" you look over your shoulder with a giggle and atsumu follows, only to see karasuno (not so subtly) glaring daggers at him— "and it seems like your game is starting soon anyway."

━ he only chuckles, turning his focus back to you and you feel like shrinking under his gaze. "let's see who you'll be calling your boy later then."

━ you sputter out a laugh in disbelief, as he shoots you a wave with his other hand resting on his hip. "cheer for me, yeah? i'll help ya get that treated once we're done."

━ "this is embarrassing." osamu murmurs to himself in the background with a roll of his eyes.

༘ miya osamu

━ you were only wandering around inarizaki after your own after school club had ended while waiting for your friends, but as you pass by the open doors of the school gymnasium and hear voices that seem to be fighting, you sneakily poke your head in.

━ "why do you look like that???" 

━ "we're twins, dumb fuck."

━ you raise your eyebrow, stifling the chuckle from your throat in amusement. are they the miya twins the girls are obsessively squealing over in their daily hallway gossip? they seem...entertaining. huh, you probably should've paid more attention to your classmates.

━ too busy with their bickering, the twins and the other boys don't seem to notice a random student hanging by the doorway. you should've made your presence known, because it is the volleyball club and that means balls would be flying around the gym.

━ osamu throws a ball in atsumu's direction, but the latter quickly moves out of the way. "hey!"

━ and there comes the ball flying towards you. 

━ "who's the dumbass now?" 

━ "still you."

━ osamu ignores how his twin flips him off as soon as he turns his back on him. he quietly approaches you, reaching out his hand. "sorry, that was meant for that idiot—" he juts his chin at atsumu's direction— "over there." 

━ "it wasn't me who hit them!"

━ you blink, mindlessly clasping your hand with his as he lifts you up. warm. you think to yourself, feeling heat creep up your neck. but he lets go as you get up, and you weirdly come to miss the feeling of his hand with yours.

━ perhaps the ball might have hit your head a bit too hard but you suddenly wonder, did you always have an attractive boy like miya osamu at your school?

━ "you have really pretty eyes," you mumble, the words slipping out of your mouth before you could even process what's happening and certainly loud and clear enough for him to hear. a twinkle of amusement flashes in his eyes and you see a small quirk in his lips. "i must've hit ya harder than i thought."

━ your eyes slowly widen, finally snapping out of whatever love at first sight moment you just experienced. it dart anywhere, anywhere but that growing smirk in his lips that mimick his twin's (but atsumu looks like he's about to have a laughing fit any second).

━ "i...i mean..." stop talking "im to-totally fine! a-okay!!" a-okay???? "don't wor...worry it's uh not that bad… um i think i uh have to g-go n..now…"

━ osamu tilts his head, and you feel like your heart is about to burst out of your chest because you didn't think he would be this cute !?? UM ?? those girls weren't exaggerating ???

━ "your eyes are really pretty too." 

━ he simply nods his head like he didn't just make your heart race with one simple sentence, turning his back away from you but you don't miss the small smile tugging up his lips.

━ he walks back to the court, with atsumu saying something to him that's surely about what just happened but you don't care, you think.

━ miya osamu just accidentally hit you with a ball and called your eyes pretty. 

━ you purse your lips, trying to suppress a squeal as you slowly walk away and exit the gym.

━ "that was some shitty romcom scene that i almost barfed. i was hoping for more action." atsumu's laughter boomed around the walls, and osamu shut him up with a ball in his face.

༘ sakusa kiyoomi

━ "omi, can you teach me how to spike like you?"

━ "no."

━ you gasp dramatically, clutching your shirt where your heart is supposed to be for extra effect, but kiyoomi doesn't even spare you another glance. "tch, rude."

━ shouyou runs up to you, a ball in his hands and a smile reaching up to his eyes. "i'll teach you, y/n!" 

━ you childishly stick your tongue out towards kiyoomi, who does nothing but continue to ignore you as he fixes his stance in the court. huffing, you turn back to shouyou and mimic his smile. "heh, thanks!"

━ you are the beloved manager of the msby black jackals, and it's kinda like babysitting grown men plus not so secretly crushing on the gorgeous sakusa kiyoomi, but it's a job that you've grown accustomed to and actually enjoy. they're taking a well deserved break, but kiyoomi is still practicing his spikes while shoyou try teaching you how to do them. honestly, were you even listening to him? not really. 

━ you're only nodding wordlessly as your eyes shamelessly focus on how kiyoomi rears his hand back as the ball seems to be falling in the air, slow motion style (and that makes it cooler, you know?). you swear your eyes are sparkling as he flicks his wrist and effortlessly hits the ball.

━ you don't know when you've moved close to where he's spiking, but he only notices you still dazed just as the ball slams into your face.

━ "WAAAH, [Y/N]!!!" the impact of the ball had you dropping to the floor, and you feel your eyes immediately tear up. the boys run towards you, with koutarou placing your head on his lap as he cradles your face in his hands like you're a small child. "where does it hurt???"

━ you wince as he squishes your cheeks on his palms. "my face, duh."

━ "rule one, don't aim for the opponent's face." you look up to see kiyoomi towering over you, and you don't know if you're hallucinating but you swear, his eyes soften.

━ "oh," you jut your bottom lip, sitting properly with koutarou supporting your back, "so that was part of a lesson?"

━ "no." he heaves a sigh. "i'm sorry."

━ you bite your lip to hide the smile threatening to show as you suddenly feel weirdly giddy after getting hit by a ball. nonetheless, you wipe the tears in your eyes with the back of your palms as you bounce back to your feet (well, wobbled, but the boys supported you <3), and you really couldn't hide the smile at this point. "it's okay, omi."

━ his brows knitted in a frown. "...are you okay?"

━ "aw, you do care~"

━ he blinks. once. twice. (the boys don't really do a good job in stifling their laughter). sakusa kiyoomi does care actually, but that's not something he's just going to say right in your face, you know?

━ you playfully roll your eyes, flashing him a thumbs up. "it actually doesn't hurt like i thought it would!" even as you rub your forehead to try and soothe the pain, the smile doesn't leave your face and kiyoomi feels his heart hammering in his chest like some lovesick fool (and that, he definitely isn't!) "well, it does hurt, but i feel energized more than anything!"

━ you're pretty weird, he thinks, but it's quite endearing in a way and it's something that he adores about you. so for now, he swallows the words he's been dying to say, picking up the ball as he looks straight into your eyes. "come on, i'll show you the proper way to spike."

[wanderingchocolateeclair]

Late night worries.

Hey! It’s been a while, but here I am with some edgejeanist fluff!!! I’ve been in a really big motivational flunk right now but am trying to work my way out of it!!

It’s a little shorter than my usual, but I am pretty happy with how it turned out!!

No warnings! Just fluff!

Tagging: @uncharted-darkness @kiriderp @cxssiopeiia and @theshisthings (it’s been a while so please let me know if you are still happy to be tagged in my works ❤️)

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Tsunagu grumbled as he stood in the dark and unfamiliar kitchen, waiting for the kettle to finish boiling...It was rumbling rather loudly.

“Stupid brain. Overthinking again, this time when I actually need to sleep...” he complained, listening as the kitchen appliance clicked and turned quiet again.

They were all staying at some big fancy hotel, along with many other heroes, as they had been asked to attend a rather big celebrity gala. Usually, they’d be more than happy to do so, but this time they were not attending as the celebrities, but as the heavy security, due to many rumours and threats of an attack that could possibly happen the next evening.

So they were all there.

By ‘they’, I am referring to Endeavour, Hawks, Miruko, Ryukyu, Edgeshot, many others, and of course, our lovely Tsunagu over here...who was now pouring himself a hot cup of tea...

At 3 o’ clock in the morning....

Standing in the kitchen that sat in the middle of the massive hotel room that the top 5 were staying in together....

“That is quite a loud kettle...” he muttered to himself as he stirred his drink, “I hope I didn’t wake anyone-”

“Oh I don’t think you have to worry, most of them are awake anyway.”

Tsunagu jolted out of his deep train of thought at the sudden sound of somebody else’s voice and fumbled for the spoon that went flying across the counter, clattering as it fell onto the floor. He then proceeded to spill some of his freshly poured tea over himself, exclaiming rather loudly as he did so. “Wah- shoot!!! Shinya?!!!”

The ninja hero sat cross-legged on the kitchen counter, watching calmly at the commotion that unfolded from the other side of the spacious room. “Yes, it’s me. We live together, yet you are still always surprised that I notice when you’re awake.”

Tsunagu blinked at his partner’s comment before trying to come up with a reply. “Well- you’re quiet, and you know, I just- I was deep in thought, okay? You can’t blame me for being surprised!”

“Yeah, yeah, okay.” Shinya simply laughed at the other’s attempt at an excuse, sliding off of the counter and gently plodding over to where the taller figure was standing.

He reached his arms out to Tsunagu and smiled as the other man leant into his warm embrace.

“Couldn’t sleep?” The silver haired hero asked quietly into Tsunagu’s shoulder, his arms gently clasped around the other hero’s waist.

“Hmm...” Tsunagu hummed in response to his question, lifting his cup to his lips and wincing at the rather hot temperature of the drink that he had made for himself.

“Something on your mind, love?” Shinya whispered, looking up to question the tired man with a reassuring smile, before resting his head back on Tsunagu’s chest. “Do you wanna talk about it?”

“It’s not much....just worried...” the taller man bit his lip, trying not to show the other how hesitant he felt. “I don’t want anything to happen...”

Shinya’s eyes darted up to take in the concerned look on his partner’s face.

“Tsunagu...”

“Well. You know how I am, it’s fine, I’m okay! I know that everyone is surely feeling the same! I just...needed to distract myself, that’s all.”

“Yes, well of course. I feel incredibly worried too. I’m worried that something might happen...to.......well, I just- are you sure you’re okay?” Shinya reached up to place his hand on Tsunagu’s cheek, sweeping his long fringe away from his eyes and sharing a worried gaze, before bringing his arm back down to rest around Tsunagu’s waist once again.

The blond hero chuckled lightly and placed his cup down on the counter, using his other hand to gently stroke through Shinya’s hair. “You make it sound as if it’s something serious...”

“Yeah, well it could be! Knowing you, there’s always a chance it’s something serious and you just don’t think it’s anything to worry about!!” The smaller man huffed, stepping back slightly to look back up at the ever-so-slightly smug look on the fiber hero’s face.

“Oh? Is someone mad at me~”

“...what did you say?” Shinya glared at the taller man. Luckily for him, his hands were already in the perfect place for a surprise tickle attack...and Tsunagu realised this a tad bit too late.

“You seem mad...oh dear....poor me~”

No response came from the other man, he simply squinted and pouted even harder than he already was, edging closer as he waited for him to speak again.

“Hey, don’t pout....or do! It’s your choice, you look adorable either waAAH!”

Tsunagu was cut off by two small hands jabbing him in the sides rather gently, but with enough force to send him into a fit of laughter.

“AhaHahaHAHA!!!”

“What was that, you were saying?” Shinya enquired with a seemingly innocent look on his face.

“I- ahaha- I’m sorry, wai- hahahaa! I- I was jok- ahaha-”

“Hm? I didn’t quite catch that~”

“Ahah- okay, okay- I’m sorry, I- hahaha!! Stop- stop tickling me!”

“As you wish!” Shinya released his wriggling partner and laughed to himself at the chaos he’d caused.

Tsunagu leant on the counter to catch his breath and glared back at his tiny fiancé with mild vengeance in his eyes. “You are a menace...”

The silver haired man smiled and stretched his arms out in front of him. “Hm....maybe~”

Tsunagu straightened himself out and walked over to where Shinya was now standing, pulling the other man into another big hug.

“Did it work, though?”

The blond man tilted his head in a confused manner in response to the smaller man’s question. “What?”

“Well, you said you had something on your mind....and asked for a distraction, so....”

“Ah...” Tsunagu chuckled and rested their foreheads against each other. “Maybe just a little...”

“Oh?” Shinya smiled curiously, tilting his head up slightly so that he could gaze straight into the other man’s beautiful green eyes. “Only a little?”

The taller man hummed in response and brought his hands up to cup Shinya’s face gently, watching as his eyes happily scrunched up in a rather cute manner.

“So the tickling wasn’t enough of a distraction...” the smaller man teased lightly, leaning into the other man’s hands as he felt the familiar warmth comfort him.

“Well....” Tsunagu trailed off, pretending to think for a while before placing a small kiss on the tip of Shinya’s nose, smiling as he heard the other man giggle.

“Ah!” The silver haired hero gasped in an over exaggerated manner, raising both of his hands to cover his mouth in a classic ‘shocked’ pose. “Wait a second! What if I’m the distraction!!”

Tsunagu laughed and attacked his partner with a wave of unstoppable face smooches, causing the other to laugh loudly, his whole face lighting up in happiness and slight bashfulness.

“Well then, you’re the best distraction ever~” the blond man cooed, leaning in to press a soft kiss against Shinya’s lips and feeling even happier as he felt the other’s lips curl into a small smile against his own.

Shinya leant back and chuckled slightly. Pressing their lips together gently a second time, he leant further into the other’s comforting arms before burying his face into the taller man’s neck.

“Tsunagu?”

The aforementioned man looked down lovingly at the figure that fit so perfectly in his own embrace and smiled sweetly. “Yes, love?”

“I won’t let anything happen to you, I promise.” Shinya muttered quietly, his voice becoming less bold and more clearly worried again.

Tsunagu hesitated at the sudden shift in Shinya’s tone, but continued smiling nonetheless.

“As long as you don’t get yourself hurt along the way.”

“I’ll try my best.”

They both paused to share a soft and understanding gaze, the two of them knowing exactly how easy it was to become overly worried about a mission that could either go perfectly, or sometimes horribly wrong.

“Love you...” Tsunagu whispered, pressing their foreheads together and watching as Shinya closed his eyes in a reassured way.

“Mm....I love you t-”

“Ahem! Sorry, I seem to be interrupting something!”

The two sleep deprived lovers were snapped out of their conversation by the sound of a particular winged hero’s voice.

Looking like two children that had just been caught trying to steal the cookies out of a cookie jar, they fumbled out of each other’s arms and stuttered, trying to comprehend how silently the younger man must’ve been moving to get there without them noticing.

“Do you two wanna go get a room and flirt somewhere else? Or should I just stand here and wait until I can go and get a snack? I mean, this kitchen is perfectly big enough! To be honest, I wouldn’t even need to switch rooms I could just walk to the other side and I wouldn’t see ya-”

Hawks yawned loudly and raised an eyebrow at the two that were still stood there, their expressions showing more shock than you could possibly imagine.

“H-how....how long have you....” Shinya started to question, slightly afraid of what the answer could be.

“Oh long enough, don’t you worry. You both just seemed way too happy, I didn’t want to interrupt you...” the winged man chirped, knowing deep down that comfort and company was what they all needed at a time like this.

“Oh.....thank you...?”

“Yeah. You’re welcome...”

Hawks watched as the two other heroes glanced at each other sheepishly, before making his way closer to them.

“Y’know with all the noise you were making, you’re lucky that none of us can sleep! Or else you’d have woken us up and we’d all be in here!”

Tsunagu looked down at the floor in embarrassment and rubbed the back of his neck. “Ah....sorry....”

“Doesn’t matter. Now move! I’m hungry and you are in the way!”

The smaller blond man pushed his way between the two ‘lovebirds’ and made his way towards the kitchen fridge, humming and appearing to be in his own little world as he did so.

“Hey-” Tsunagu started, but was interrupted by a hand being placed gently on his arm.

“Leave him be.” Shinya smiled fondly.

“Okay...”

“Also, love?”

“Hm?”

“Your tea has gone cold.”

Tsunagu looked over at the cup that was sitting patiently on the side of the counter, and sure enough, it had gone pretty cold at this point. “Ah.”

“Want another one?” Shinya asked, reaching out for the taller man to grab his hand as he made his way towards the kitchen counter.

“No it’s okay,” Tsunagu said with a smile, squeezing his partners hand in his own and pulling him into another warm embrace.

“I feel much better now.”

[2ynjns]

travelling to our special christmas || han jisung

day 8 of 31 days of christmas with ydale

pairings: han x reader

genre: time traveller!au, best friend to lovers, fluff

warnings: none! but this is actually inspired by one of the fics i read off of moablr (txt’s fanfic) but i forgot their acc name and the title! but credits to you 🤩

“jisung, what the hell did you just do?” you screeched.

you suddenly woke up next to jisung inside an unfamiliar closet. jisung looked around and looked at you.

“yo! i really DID THAT!” he screamed. you looked at him confused since you really didn’t know what the heck happened.

the last thing you remembered was jisung dragging you into a refrigerator that was gleaming blue. you even tried to escape jisung’s hold but he was much stronger than you are.

“where are we?” you asked him and got up. you pulled him up with you and peeked from the closet door.

you saw two kids around 3 years old and a one about 1 year old. you turned around to face jisung and your eyes flew open.

“did we teleport? who’s house are we in? jisung, i told you testing your dumb science project is not a great idea!” you whispered yelled at him, avoiding to have you be heard by the two little ones outside.

“hey, first of all, my project is not dumb. second, we didn’t teleport, we time travelled.” he was about to step out from the tight closet but you pulled him back.

“the kids are gonna see you. for sure the parents are gonna call the police if they find out.” you pinched his ears and he let out a quiet ‘ow’. “and how are we gonna get home? i have my finals tomorrow.” you scratched your head.

the only thing you were really looking forward to was christmas break, after studying your butt off, you deserve a two week break for christmas. chill at home, drink hot coco and bake christmas themed pastries and maybe invite jisung over to share the pastries.

jisung just stared at you and gave you a small shrug before opening the closet door.

you wanted to hit him so bad but it was too late, jisung revealed himself to the two toddlers and you were just left in awe.

“dada?” the 3 year old said. jisung looked around to see who the child called. he thought their parents arrived, he’s just lowkey scared that they might get caught before he could escape with you.

“dada!” the one year old crawled towards jisung and asked to be carried.

you couldn’t help but your heart melted from the sight. jisung backed off so the baby doesn’t go near him so he could escape quickly as you guys can. when jisung backed away with his very best, the baby started crying to be held by jisung.

“waaah! dada!” the baby screamed on top of his lungs. jisung panicked and hid back inside the closet and closed the door when he heard loud footsteps coming in the room.

“jihun? what happened, baby?” a man, that sounds exactly like jisung, carried the baby. you peeked from the closet and your eyes flew wide open, again.

“what the heck, jisung look. it’s you… but old.” you pointed at the man from the other side of the door. jisung peeked with you and his jaw dropped. “that’s me.” he whispered-yell in your ear. you glared at him and rolled your eyes. “we just time travelled to your futu--”

“honey! you have to change jihun and jihyun’s clothes to their christmas fits. hurry up!” a lady that sounds exactly like you entered the room kissing the 3 year old girl’s forehead.

you quietly gasped and covered your mouth. “ew jisung, i think i married you.” you hit jisung’s shoulders and he pushed you slightly.

“mommy/daddy, you and dada were just in the closet.” the little girl pointed at the closet. the older you whipped their head to your direction and you quickly tried to hide behind the pile of clothes, without thinking about jisung.

“me? are you sure those are not monsters in the closet again?” the older you asked the toddler. jihyun shook her head and smiled. “no, i’m sure it was you and dada. jihun even cried for dada but he ran to the closet.” the older you smiled at the girl and slightly lead her to go outside the room.

“go in the living room for now with dada, lemme check the closet if there’s no monsters.” the older you pushed the older jisung out of the room.

“hey! i wanna see the monsters tho!” the older jisung fought.

“you can check the monsters later, hun. now, go change the kids’ clothes. shoo!” the older you shut and locked the door. they walked towards the closer door and the first thing they saw was jisung sitting like a kid inside the closet.

“i was expecting both of you. welcome home!” the older you said. you didn’t flinch since you wanted to stay hidden either way but they already knew you were there.

“i know you’re there, y/n. i remember where i tried to hide.” the older you called you out. you slowly crawled out from the pile of clothes and you stayed sitting down on the floor.

“jeez, get up you two.” they pulled both you and jisung up and jisung just scratched his head.

“i think we’re causing trouble.” jisung bowed to the older you. “i apologize.” the older you just stared at jisung and suddenly cracked a loud laugh.

“oh my gosh! i literally forgot you apologized, that’s so not you.” the older you patted jisung’s head.

“well, why don’t you spend christmas tonight with us?” the older you offered.

“christmas? it’s christmas?” you asked. The older you gladly nodded their head and held your hands. “yes it’s christmas today and also me and jisung’s fifth wedding anniversary.” the older you pulled you and jisung out from the room.

“wait- you married- no, i married- i mean- we married this dude right here?” you pointed at jisung who’s being pulled with you. you couldn’t process what you’re witnessing right now because you pledge that never in the million years that you would even have a crush on jisung.

“believe it or not. yes, we married jisung.”

the older you sat you and jisung down on the dining table with so many food in front of you. you looked at the older jisung and he smiled at you. “hey little y/n. oh gosh this is kinda weird.” the older jisung said looking at jisung next to you.

jisung got shy and hid his face on your shoulder. “no need to be shy fella. we’re literally the same person.” the older jisung said before settling jihun on the high chair.

“whoa! there’s two sets of mommy/daddy and dada!” jihyun excitedly said before clapping her hands and giving you and jisung a tight hug.

“jihun and jihyun, meet mommy/daddy and dada’s younger selves.” the older jisung said and smiled at you and jisung.

“now, let’s go eat. i’m hungry. then after this, y/n and jisung needs to head home so they wouldn’t cause much trouble. honey, get the time machine ready in a bit.” the older you said and patted both you and jisung’s head.

“merry christmas everyone! and happy anniversary, love.”

and with that, you and jisung just witnessed the future you and him kissed in front of you.

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[shutupandshipit]

Little Life - Ch.9

Summary:  A baby could ruin his career before it had even started. If anyone found out, he would be kicked out of the Hero Course at the very least and UA at the very worst. Even then, how was he supposed to care for a baby once it arrived? He was a fucking seventeen-year-old boy, not a twenty-nine-year-old omega with their shit at least somewhat together.

…..

Or where Katsuki get pregnant, but is determined to make it to graduation. No matter what it takes.

Pairing: Bakudeku

Rating: T (just for language mostly)

Chapter: 9/16

Previous <- Chapter 8

Chapter 10 -> Next

Master Post

Chapter 9: 7 Months

Katsuki glared at his reflection in the floor length mirror Mina had mounted on her closet door. His pants hung low on his hips, open so he could stare at himself. Between his hip bones, he could see the small bump gently distending his abdomen like a very small tumor. A very, very small tumor that at any point in the next two months could blossom into a full fledged beach ball, but he doubted that it would this late in the game. Thank god for that.

His jeans didn't fit like they used to anymore, both because of his still rather rigorous workout schedule, but also... There was a squishy layer of fat around his waist. He was fucking developing love handles, and wouldn't stand for that.

Not only that, but his chest had begun to fill out more. It distressed him every time he pressed against his pecs and felt the squish instead of immediately meeting firm muscle, and his nipples had started to leak a watery white substance every time he did. He knew it was just his body getting ready for the baby that would be welcomed to the world soon, but it didn't make him happy.

He didn't have to be happy about any of the changes to his body, much less almost-milk leaking from him. He'd hated the whole concept and process of pregnancy before, and he still hated it now. Like he'd said to himself multiple times, 'The joys of pregnancy, my fucking ass.' He was absolutely not thrilled that he'd had to improvise pads to soak up his weird nipple liquid so he didn't leak through his everyday clothes.

"Bakubro, what are you doing over there? Don't you, like, have a date or something?" Kirishima asked from the bed where he, Mina and Ochako were spread out agonizing over the mass amount of homework Aizawa had assigned for the weekend. He's already finished it, and Kirishima and Mina had dragged him down, grabbing Ochako on the way when they spotted her in the halls.

An impromptu meeting of the 'Baby Boom Protection Squad' as Mina had started calling them.

"I'm getting fat," Katsuki growled, still staring at himself. Even his face had lost a little of its sharpness, and not to puberty. He couldn't handle it. Catch him the very day he gave birth pressing weight like a madman with a newborn strapped to his chest. He couldn't live like this.

Ochako lifted her head from where she'd been face down against her book, blinking blearily up at him. "I don't see anything, Bakugou. If there is something different, then I can't tell. You look the same as ever. Which is to say, hot. Which is not fair. I'm not going to look that hot when I'm pregnant."

"Then I guess you can't see this baby bump either?" he growled, turning to pull down the waistband of his briefs a little lower for their appraisal.

The three aspiring heroes scrutinized his abdomen before sighing in unison. "I don't see anything," Mina whined, rubbing at her forehead, "I'm still a little bitter about being robbed of big pregnant Bakubro, to be honest. How are you not even showing?"

"That'd be so weird if he were though," Kirishima said, dropping his head back down.

Katsuki sneered over at them. "Just because you're alphas doesn't mean you get to slack on knowing what your omegas' pregnancies are going to be like. Everyone's bodies are different and every baby is different. That goes for betas and female alphas too. Not everyone is going to look like a pregnant woman on television."

"Right," Ochako piped up, "My aunt is small like Jirou. When she was pregnant, she didn't show until the second trimester, and even then, it only looked like she was carrying around an apple under her shirt."

"Point made. I'm most likely not going to show at all. Thank god for that. And I don't want to show. Fuck all of that."

"But come on," Mina wheedled, "You would look so cute all big and round. Imagine how dramatically Mido would die seeing you like that. He wouldn't be able to stop touching you."

"Like I'm ever going to let him touch me again after this," Katsuki sniped back, zipping up his pants with finality.

"You're such a liar."

Ochako jumped in before the conversation could veer too far off track, and returned to the original point. "Anyway, if there are any changes, it's no wonder you notice them. It's your body after all. You would notice any small changes first. Well, you and Deku maybe."

"Yeah, don't remind me. I've been avoiding that fucker like the plague whenever we get back from school so he doesn't smell this tit juice on me."

"Ew!" Mina screeched, sticking out her tongue in disgust, "Why did you have to describe it like that!"

Kirishima sighed. "Or you could just tell him, you know, as the father of your child? Solve one of the problems?"

Katsuki snarled and glared at him as he pulled on his improvised padding and then his undershirt before layering over his button-up. "Yeah, no thanks. That shit would give the game away, and I'm almost at the finish line."

"Okay, whatever you think is best," Kirishima conceded, but the look on his face told Bakugou all he needed to know about what his best friend thought of that particular course of action. "Stubborn ass."

"Whatever."

"On the plus side, you look great!" Ochako chirped, smiling.

"I always look great." God, he was hungry. He wanted ice cream, and he glanced down at his phone for the time. There was still another thirty minutes before Izuku was supposed to come back from his errand. He turned for the door.

Eyes wide at the sudden change of pace, Mina asked, "Where are you going?"

He glanced over his shoulder. "To get ice cream."

The three scrambled after him out the door.

.....

"Waaah?! You guys are eating ice cream without me?" Kaminari cried indignantly when he found them in the common room crowded around a table with an empty carton of ice cream and four heaping bowls. "And you ate it all too!"

"Should've gotten here faster instead of having a disgusting PDA session with your boyfriend and girlfriend," Katsuki said as he deliberately stuck his spoon in his mouth.

"You're one to talk!"

Katsuki raised an eyebrow. "I didn't realize my boyfriend was sitting in my lap. You guys should have told me. I would have shared."

Ochako snorted into her bowl and smacked around fruitlessly for a napkin. Katsuki silently pushed her napkin against her searching fingers.

"That's not fair!" Kaminari shouted before grumbling, "Should you even be eating that? You've been putting on some weight recently. Right around the middle." He indicated the region, sweeping his hand over his stomach and waist. "And here." He pointed at his own cheeks.

Katsuki stopped breathing as anger boiled up. Mostly anger at the liars sitting at the table with him.

"Man, who says stuff like that?" Kirishima complained before Bakugou could blow up and ruin the whole treat they'd been enjoying.

"Yeah, that was so mean, Denks," Mina chimed in with a frown, "Bakugou is as fit as ever. Where did that even come from? Did the date not go well?"

"It went fine!" Kaminari uncharacteristically spat defensively, but tears were bubbling up on the rim of his lashes.

Thinking about it, Katsuki hadn't seen him come in with either Jirou or Shinsou. His omega whined plaintively, and with a growl, he kicked out the chair near him. "Get a fucking spoon, sit the fuck down, and don't start crying. If you get tears in my ice cream, I'll kill you. Do you understand?"

Kaminari slouched off to the kitchen to grab a spoon and slumped into the chair before scooping out a small bite from Katsuki's offered bowl. They ate in repressed silence until Izuku came through the doors with Shinsou, looking surlier than normal, and Jirou, looking rather put out with wet eyes, behind him. Kaminari didn't look up, and Izuku sighed as they got to the table.

'Here come the class alpha, pack leader, whatever the fuck, to the rescue.'

He took the spoon with a mound of partially melted ice cream that Katsuki offered him before leaning in for a kiss. Their mouths were sweet and minty, and Katsuki could have stayed there forever.

But Izuku pulled away after a moment. He handed back the spoon and gripped Kaminari's shoulder. "Come on, Kaminari. Let's go talk, all four of us." He looked to Katsuki apologetically. "Can you give me another thirty, Kacchan?"

Katsuki waved him away, shoving the rest of his bowl at Kaminari before diving into Ochako's proffered bowl.

The four walked away, Izuku in the lead, and back outside the way they'd come.

"I wonder what happened," Mina mused.

"I know. Those three always get alone so well, I thought," Ochako piped up around a full mouth.

"Don't talk with your mouth full, gremlin," Katsuki scolded before waving his spoon around, "Isn't it obvious? It's pre-post-graduation drama bullshit. Most likely. None of them are applying for the same agencies or even in the same city, and with all three being alphas, it's probably mate related too."

Mina and Kirishima glanced at each other. They'd dated back in second year, but had decided to see if they could find omega mates before settling down together. Katsuki was pretty certain that no matter what happened, they'd still end up mated with a gaggle of pups in tow. Alpha-alpha matings, fundamentally different from alpha-omega and alpha-beta matings, had a low success rate primarily due to their biology telling them to go fuck themselves. If any alphas could make it work though, it would be those two.

"He never talked to me about any of that," Mina mumbled.

"Yeah, well, you have shit hearing. It's not that hard to figure out if you just pay attention. That and he only ever talks to Deku about that shit as far as I can tell. I just happen to be there sometimes. Perks of being mated to the pack alpha." Katsuki also knew how to keep his trap shut, clearly.

Kirishima sighed. "That'd be too bad. Kaminari is head over heels for both of them."

"Yeah," Mina sighed as well, and Katsuki scowled as the mood soured.

"Hey, sad sacks, quit with that shit. My hormones are too high for you all to be sad."

Ochako interjected before either of the pair could shove their foot in their respective mouths, opening up a conversation for what they thought finals would be like and what agencies they'd been considering.

Katsuki fell into the rhythm of conversation, but was out of his seat when Izuku finally came back inside with tear stains on his shirt.

He huffed as he wrapped his arms around Katsuki. "Let's get out of here. Everyone is too emotional right now. I'm drained."

"Agreed."

[hazeeey]

MY CRUSH READS MY MIND

In History class, it's only five minutes have passed yet it already feels like an hour. Our professor has a croaky low voice plus the topic itself is uninteresting which can really never spice someone's attention in class.

Since the discussion is extensively boring, my imagination jumps to unexplainable dimension in my mind. I discovered this ability of mine when I was a child. I can read and hear minds. I can know someone's thoughts in just a snap. I can also speak mentally, as if I'm talking literally. Even now, I'm laughing in my mind because I read some of my classmates' thoughts and it's all about how tedious the discussion is.

Oh wait... I glance at my crush whose attentively listening to our professor. Wow. But hmmm, is he really listening? For the first time, I read his mind and turns out to be highly evident that he's really damn listening. How admirable! He looks like a hot nerd wearing his well-ironed uniform and cool eyeglasses. He seems manly-scented that I want to hug and sniff him. Damn hoe-self. He's my ultimate crush since highschool and I never tried before to read his mind because I was afraid I might know something that could have hurt me. But oh well.

"Aahhh! I loveee youuuu!" I can't stop myself and scream in my mind.

I noticed him flinched and then looks at me with a knotted forehead. I blink a few times trying to grasp that he's looking directly at me. Damn, my crush is looking at me! But wait, why is he scowling at me?

"Shut up and focus on the discussion, " appeared a voice I hear in my mind.

What the--- Was that voice from him?

"Yes." That voice again.

"Wait wait wait, can you read my mind?" I reply through my mind.

"Obviously."

Waaah! All this time, he knew what I was thinking about him? He knew my feelings for him? Argh! How embarrassing! Oh c'mon earth, swallow me now.

"Stop screaming, will you? And stop distracting me, it's hard to prevent myself from smiling."

Shit. He knows. I feel so embarrassed.

"Don't be, the feeling is mutual."

[tracies-tales]

Dressed to Impress

The late October air was crisp and chill in their nostrils as Dan and Arin briskly shuffled through the parking lot towards the awaiting doors of the costume shop. Corny posters lined the windows, stating appropriately spooky themed puns as, ‘Prices so good they’re scary!’ and ‘You’ll lose your head over our inventory!’

They shouldered their way through the door, Arin already taking his gloves off to breath hot air on them as it shut behind them. “Fuck dude, wasn’t it goddamn ninety degrees like two weeks ago?” he asked with a chuckle.

“Bro, that’s what the planet gets for not being able to keep up with humanity’s toxic emissions,” Dan giggled. “You wanted warmer weather all the time, right? Sucks, you get crazy weird temperature fluctuations first.”

“You’re giving me all kinds of weird fluctuations,” Arin elbowed Dan playfully.

Dan rolled his eyes, “I know I have that affect on you, baby bear.” He finally allowed himself to gaze at the rows upon rows of costumes hanging before them. “Woah,” he said at the sheer overwhelming number of them he could see before they’d even properly began to search.

“Told you this was the place to shop,” Arin said. “Hit up the fuckin’ Wal-Mart or whatever for your candy, but costumes? You want a kick ass costume, you come here.”

“I can only imagine why,” Dan grinned, bouncing on his toes and subsequently causing his hair to bounce with it. He clapped his hands together, “Let’s get started.”

They picked an aisle at random, rummaging through the wide variety of outfits. Arin snorted and said, “God, there’s like twelve Jason outfits in a row. That sure ruins my whole agenda.”

“But you could be like, Jason X or something,” Dan said as he tugged out a cloak to look at. “He was a pretty cool Jason.”

“Um, let’s be real Dan, they’re all cool Jason’s,”  Arin said, laughing as Dan turned to cuff him lightly in the face with a hand. 

Dan pulled the cloak off its hanger and put it on, dramatically swishing an arm to half cover his face. He made a, “Waaah!” impression of their Ghoul Grumps intro. “How do I look?” he waggled his brows at Arin over his arm.

Arin snorted and used a stereotypical vampire accent to say, “Oh, ju look seemply deleecious. I vant you to suuuck my diiick.”

“Do you now? My vampiric charms are working,” Dan’s attempted evil facade was broken by his grin. He waved his free hand dramatically through the air and said, “Come to me, then, my beautiful one.”

Arin set the back of his hand on his forehead and swooned, “Oh, what is this power overtaking me? It’s...it’s coming from my penis.” He started making a jerk-off motion in front of his crotch. He started to use the whiny girl accent he knew Dan hated and said, “Ooohhh, it’s sooo gooood.”

Dan started laughing in spite of himself and swatted at Arin’s arm, “Arin, please God no, not now.”

Arin smiled and kissed Dan’s cheek, “You’re just lucky I don’t want to get us thrown out before we’ve even found our costumes.”

“Well shit, apparently I don’t even need to keep looking,” Dan threw the cape over his shoulder. “You have any ideas?”

“I was already Princess Peach one year,” Arin rubbed a hand over his chin as he perused the dresses. “Fuck man, I don’t know.”

Dan jumped suddenly and said, “Wait, I have an idea! I’ll be back,” before he sprinted off down the aisle and disappeared. Arin shrugged and went back to rifling through his options, considering which Disney Princess dress he’d look the best in as he waited.

A few minutes later, Dan showed up at the end of the aisle, strutting towards Arin in the same vampire cloak but now sporting fishnet tights and bedazzled red high heels. Arin felt his heart stop, his situation not helped when Dan struck a pose, jutting out his hips and setting one hand on his waist while the other went to card through his hair.

“You thought I made a sexy vampire before,” Dan smirked, biting his lip and sliding one foot to stick out his leg. “Now, I’m irresistible.”

Arin blinked a few times before he said, “I mean...fuck me.”

“Not while we’re in public, baby,” Dan winked. He nodded and said, “I’m satisfied with this. You think of anything?”

“The only thing I can think of now is having your dick in my butt,” Arin retorted, “so thanks, you’ve ruined shopping.”

Dan laughed and clapped his hands together, “Aww, I’m sorry, Arin. I’ll go take off the fishnets to be less distracting.”

“Fuck no! Leave them, what’s wrong with you? Why would you ever consider wearing anything else?” Arin asked.

“Uh, because I don’t want my dick swinging around in the breeze on the daily?”

“Well maybe you don’t, but some of us would appreciate it.”

Dan giggled and bopped a finger to Arin’s nose, “I know. But come on, there’s gotta be something in this labyrinth of a store that you wanna wear.”

~~~

“Dude, how do you wear this thing?” Arin asked as Dan helped him tug on the spandex Danny Sexbang uniform.

Dan laughed, “Well, for starters, I don’t have any handsome chub rolls to tuck into it. Second, it was tailored specifically for me.”

“For starters,” Arin mocked, “they’re not chub rolls, they’re all the spicy tuna rolls we’ve been eating,” he grinned and slapped a hand to his stomach. “Second, I really hope I don’t stretch this thing out.”

“No worries, this is the old one. I’ve been wanting to see what it looks like on you for ages, anyway,” Dan admitted with a faint blush tinting his cheeks. He tied the cape on and stepped back, saying, “Alright, let’s see it!”

Arin spun around to face him, the sparkling blue cape flying out behind him. “Hey, I’m Arin Sexbang!” Arin made finger guns. “Check out my kung fu,” he said, trying to kick out a leg and failing. He chuckled at himself before he asked, “How’s it look?”

Dan didn’t respond right away, too busy drinking in every detail. He finally snapped back to attention with a, “Wha?”

Arin smiled and walked forward, “I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“You should,” Dan replied, looking down at him again as Arin tucked his arms around him, wrapping him in the cape. “You look ravishing,” Dan purred as he set a hand on Arin’s jaw.

“We are two sexy sons of bitches,” Arin nodded. 

“Hell yeah we are,” Dan grinned, giving Arin a kiss. “Now let’s go scar some children for life!”

Arin threw his hands into the air, “Yeah! Nothing like making people look at two grown men in spandex and fishnets.” 

“They’re just gonna be jealous,” Dan pinched Arin’s cheek. “Come on, we’re gonna miss the first trick or treaters.”

“Coming,” Arin followed Dan to the foyer to wait with their bowls of candy, glad he hadn’t settled for anything at the costume shop.

[ahogedetective]

*if shuichi looks in the mirror he'll find an ominous, shadowy figure right behind him and glaring right at him with intense, fiery, ruby-red eyes! however, were he to turn around he'll just find a confused but happy taka, the sinister reflection in the mirror having completely vanished!*

"I'm sorry I took so long, but here's a nice, cold bottle of water for you! Hmm? What's with that face? Are you alright, bro...?"

"Waaah, so hot today... isn’t it supposed to be spring, still...” He whines, currently in the bathroom wiping the sweat off his forehead with a damp towel. Once he moved the cloth away from his face, his vision was of the mirror again... in which he saw that.

“?!” A choked yelp left him as he jumps, dropping the towel in the sink in the progress. He very quickly turns around to face the fiery, red-eyed shadowy figure... and sees that it was just Kiyotaka.

“...E...Eh...?” He’s panting slightly. There’s no way Kiyotaka’s reflection should have looked like that. He is so confused... “O-Oh...ah..”

A few exhales to compose himself, he finally registered what he said and responds: “Y-You’re fine! Thank you, Taka...” Accepting the water bottle, he opens it and takes a big sip before giving a meek smile. “Ah, um...! N-Nothing!! I’m alright, j-just.... still a bit woozy after being out in that heat! A-Ahaha....” (”Did.... did I just imagine that?! I swore I had saw something completely different in the mirror. Maybe the heat really is getting to me. I should lay down...”)

[tellywoodtrash]

ishqbaaz 28.09.17 lb

the fake tadi isn’t turning anika on like shivaay thought it would. tai tai phisssssssss! 

fake tadi is quicklyyyyyyy turning into real tadi. 

YEAAAAAAH BABYYYYY

OH GOD WHYYYYYYYYYYY THIS FUCKING SONG COME ON LIKE THE FAKE CGI BG WASN’T BAD ENOUGH TO RUIN THE MOOD

ok ignoring for the seskiness. 

honestly the fucking bad cgi and lighting changes are making it super difficult for me to concentrate. LIKE WHAT THE FUCK EVEN IS THIS ☝🏽☝🏽☝🏽☝🏽☝🏽☝🏽☝🏽☝🏽

BILLU PLEASE!!!!! HAATH SE BHI AAGE KABHI BADHEGA??????? 

ouff yuck forehead kissing like a brother is not what i meant. 

OH HALLELUJAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAS BILLU! GET IT!!!!!!!!!! 

aaaaaaaaaaand KLPD. 

“shivaay singh oberoi ki shaadi ho rahi hai” 

and for the how many’th time???? like, at this point, it’s not even news. tu har do teen mahine shaadi karta hai. 

pft billu is greaaatly overestimating his market value. 

“swayamvar” “somvaar??” “swayamvar!”

anika’s is like fuck you, you just killed my lady boner, imma go sleep. 

nope, too late to do damage control, shivaay. girl’s like byeeeeee. 

LMAO THE FAKE FOX NEWS - BOX GOSSIPS 

whooooooo the fuck are these girls??? where were they before his three (four??? i’ve lost count at this point) other marriage attempts??? 

oh boy. who this with the omnious hand tattoo? it’s a trishul (for shiva) too. obsessed fangirl????

fuck it’s so easy to just smuggle yourself into this fucking house inside some item. pehle dhol tha, abhi carpet. like... come on. 

what do you mean it gets too late???? WHO ARE YOUUUUUU??? 

whyyyyyyyyy is khanna in charge of everything from security to electricity to decoration to shivaay’s meetings to god knows what else??? LIKE... HIRE MORE PPL, SHIVAAY. HONESTLY. 

catering ki taraf se ho toh yeh decoration ka kaam kyun kar rahi ho??? 

yuck the decorations are so tacky. and the large pictures of them, god. so embarrassing. 

pinky, maybe if you actually asked for forgiveness instead of just... demanding it, or taking it as a right....??? 

dadi kuch zyaaada laad nahi kar rahi pinky par??? 

MY GOD HIRE MORE PPL, KHANNA IS JUST ONE PERSON

snort, i’m loving this new more jokey and familiar khanna. 

“sir, aapko mere pe bharosa nahi hai?????” “TUJHPE NA, KISI KO BHAROSA NAHI HAI YAHAN PAR.”

lmaoooooooooooooo. toh phir naukri pe rakha kyun hai isse? for his cute puppy dog eyes and videography skillz? 

lmaooooo is it just meeee or was there bhar bhar ke snark in khanna’s smirky “shaadi mubarak ho” hee hee 

anyway, he made shivaay laugh, so guess his job is still safe despite being a colossal fuckup. 

“pagal hai yeh khanna. kaam chod ke sab achche se karta hai.” 

aaaaaand there’s khanna’s character sketch for you in one sentence. 

OUFF OH WHO THISSSSSSSS

pfffffft “zindagi ka sabse bada din”. honestly, after the second time, it starts to lose it’s charm. 

god what new chore does dadi have for shivaay now

ooooh, i like shakti’s dupatta/stole/whatever 

LMAO WHAT, DADI IS A BADSHAH FAN HAHAHAHA

even pinky is ecstatic at that. wow. who knew oberois had such mainstream and... “youth” oriented taste. 

ok whatever, fwding this stupid little plug. 

must these three always make a dramatic entrance like this together, at every function???? matlab, apna hi ghar hai, there’s no need to be soooo dramatic. 

the ladkewaale’s side is little overpopulated no? 

EXCUSE ME WHO ARE THESE RANDOS BRINGING ANIKA??? weren’t omru supp to be on anika’s side and be with her?????? THE FUCK.

billu you’re going to sprain your neck if you stretch it anymore to look at her. 

lmaoooooooooooooo bechaara

hahahaha rudra’s face like “bhaiyya could you chill and not be a damn loser for 5 seconds pls.”

hahahaha this poor munchkin. dadi is cockblocking to the maxxxxxxxxxx. 

LMAO OM’S FACE. EVERYONE’S JUST LIKE BRO COULD YOU CALM DOWN A SEC

“kyaaaaa kar rahe ho?” 

no really billu. the fuck you doing? 

“she’s looking GORGEOUS. bhaabi’s killing it bhai! tabaaahi lag rahi hai!”

lololol, abhay’s putting in salt in shivaay’s wounds. 

LMAO OMRU HAAAAAAAAAATE HIM SO MUCH

lo, haldiiiiiiiii bhi nahi aayi. in logon ka kuch time pe hota bhi hai?

please om, you’re not exactly loving abhay either. don’t think we’re not noticing all the stink eyes you’re shooting him. 

“woh ddlj ka raj malhotra banne ki koshish kyun kar raha hai???”

pfffffffffft. no but truly, is begaani shaadi mein abhaay kuch zyaada hi deewana ban raha hai. 

waaah, bhai apna artist bhi hai. watch outtttt omkara! 

lolllllllllll these assholes. 

such attractive assholes though. my boys! *squishes them all together*

woooop, sabse pehle maa. oh boy. 

great, dadi’s emotionally blackmailing billu into it. 

omRu and shivaaaaaaay NOT HAPPY. 

LMAO K3G TITLE TRACK WHAT NONSENSE

OMFG OM PLEASE STOP WITH THE NAINO KE BAAN. KUCH TOH DIPLOMACY DIKHAO. 

lolololol billu is soooooooo mad at dadi for doing this to him

IS PINKY FINALLY ON THE GOOD SIDE OR NOT???? WHO THE FUCK WERE ALL THE PHONE CALLS TO? WHAT ABOUT SVETLANA? IS THIS NEW HIDDEN WEIRDO IN THE HOUSE THANKS TO HER??? I NEED TO KNOW ALL THIS BEFORE SUCCUMBING TO MY FEELZ ABOUT HER. 

that one crookedass tika. 

that sorted itself out in the next shot! 

billu’s stone face tho. sigh. 

OMFG WHAT BAAAT WITH SHIVAAY BITCH JUST SPIT IT OUT ALREADY

tej and shakti cuteness. 

eeeeeeeeeeee. my boyssssssss. 

fuck offffffffff, why so adorbzzzzzzzzzz. i love you shitheads so much. 

why’s everyone just putting it in the same three spots. itni badi... ok not badi.... lekin itni body padi hai uski, put it other places too? 

billu is now throwing tantrum about wanting to haldi up wife. 

wife’s reaction: 

ahaaa wife is just as utaavli over here. these two have zero chill. 

lol billu just got smacked over the head. 

om, you’ve been pacing the length of your room coz you haven’t seen YOUR wife. tu toh rehne hi de. 

lol abhay has a nickname for om: ghalib. 

aaaaaaaaand rudra just got haldi bombed. 

OMG THE MURDER IN RUDRA’S EYES LOLOLOL RUN FOR YOUR LIFE ABHAY

shivaay’s reactions are the best hahahahahaha: 

pffffffffffffffffffffffffft. 

masha’Allah @ the faces of this show honestly. 

i hate this weirddddd low pitched version of lafzon ka rishta

awwww, sahil having complex. 

shaktiji here to make pinkyyyy feel better 

i’m so glad to see them happy. i know pinkyyyy was a bitch to the infinite degree, but i can never fully hate her coz my scorpio heart knows what it’s like to be a jealous possessive crazy asshole. 

rudraaaaaa finalllyyyy got one in on abhayyyyy 

OMG WHO IS THIS TRISHUL WAALI 

SOMEONE COME GET MY BABY SAHIL AND INCLUDE HIMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

ok badshah is here and i can’t handle such naach gaana so fwding, as much as i love him 

what nonsense, he’s not even performing for real, just lip syncing pffffffffffft

ahaaaaaaaaaaa billu’s managed to sneak over to the other side of the curtain using badshah as a cover! 

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAS SNEAK OFF MY BBS!

kasam has been invoked. 

“humaari zindagi mein kuch bura nahi hoga. sirf achcha hi achcha hoga.”

don’t make promises you can’t keep, bro. 

but you guys cute. so go on. 

ghoongat waali bai mistook abhay for shivaay. methinks abhay might be instrumental in coming to rescue in this situation??? 

“kal raat se tumhe dekha nahi hai. it was the hardest day of my lifeeeeeeee.” 

so overdramatic. hey, remember when she left you for 3 months???? 

“main chahta tha ki main apne hone waaali biwi ko khud haldi lagaoon.”

TOH KARO NA JALDI. WE’VE BEEN WAITING FOR LIKE A FUCKING YEAR NOW BITCHHHHHHHHHH

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS FINALLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

GET IT BABIESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!

omg omg omg he’s finally gonna say it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

FUCKING DADI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ok i honestly am done with dadi and her interference. woman, get a hobby!

oh suddenly ppl care about sahil. pffffffffft. aaaaj tak toh itna concern nahi dekha. 

theory: abhay is going to take on sahil responsibility and endear himself to shivika. 

yuck shaadi outfits are so grosssssssssssss aaaaaaaaaah whyyyyyyyyyyyyy. 

omki still hot as ever though. not even being trussed up in copper foil can take away his handsomeness. 😍😍😍😍

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Can I have a DaeHyun imagine where we're friends (and I'm also friends with the rest of B.A.P) he treats me like a little sister but then I go away for university for 3/4years and then come back completely different and then he starts developing feelings for me but doesn't know how to confess so he asks the boys what he should do and comes up with a plan to confess to me and I accept. Could you make it angsty? Thank youuuu 😘😘❤️❤

Hi jessieb4893,

Thank you so much for your request. It took me some weeks to write it because I didn’t have the time to finish my scenario. I have finished it today~ Hope you will like it! 

If there are any other followers who want to request a B.A.P scenario. Please feel free to, because I have time to write some scenarios now. 

Credit of the pictures to Daehyun’s Instagram account

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You were friends with Daehyun for a long time. You started to develop feelings for Daehyun. You would blush when he is touching you or when he leans closer to you. At the same time, Daehyun only sees you as his little sister. He would always protect you against others, but it’s different than to protecting someone he loves. He was only caring for you as a good brother. You know that if you confess to him your friendship might turn awkward. So you kept your feelings towards Daehyun to yourself. You had to leave for university in 5 months. In these months you did almost everything with Daehyun. You couldn’t leave him. It was sad to leave Daehyun and the rest of your friends. 

One day before you leave to university Daehyun and the rest of your friends Yongguk, Himchan, Youngjae, Jongup en Junhong came to say goodbye. They came with food to your house and you watched a movie. Daehyun was sitting next to you. DH: “(Y/n)-ah do you want some popcorn?”You: “Yes I would love some!”HC: “(Y/n)-ah do you have some coke?”You: “Oh let me get you some drinks.”You went to the kitchen just to be followed by Junhong.JH: “Noona~”Junhong hugs you from behind. You gasped at his sudden attack.You: “J-Junhong?”JH: “Noona please don’t leave for university~ I will miss you.”You hold his hand. You: “I know I will miss you too. It’s sad but I will have to go. This is for my future.”JH: “But noona~”He hugs you even tighter. You: “Junhong-ah I can’t breath if you hug me like this.”JH: “I won’t let you go not before you decide to stay here.”DH: “(Y/n)-ah~ what is taking you so long? Do you need some help?”When Daehyun saw the two of you, he got angry at Junhong.DH: “Yaaah Junhongie! You can’t hug my little sister!”Daehyun grabs your hand and pulled you to his chest.JH: “But-t Daehyunnie hyung~”DH: “No you can’t hug her!”You: “Daehyun oppa please let me go…”You eyes were filled with tears. The fact that he calls you his little sister made you feel sad. DH: “Oh! Why are you crying? Did Junhongie hurt you?”JH: “Ani! I didn’t do anything to her. I-”DH: “Yaaah! Do you want me to hit you?”You pushed Daehyun away. You: “Junhong didn’t do anything wrong. He told me not to leave. If you will excuse me for a second.”You fled from Daehyun and went to your room. You cried in your room for 2 minutes till the boys came to find you. DH: “(y/n)-ah! Are you okay? Why are you crying alone? Should oppa come to you?”You: “No please leave me for 10 minutes. I will come out if I’m okay.”JH: “Noona do you want me beside you?”You: “I’m sorry Junhong-ah I need some time alone. You both can stay with the others. I will be back soon.”After a few minutes, you went back to the living room where everyone was focused on you. You: “I’m sorry for worrying you. It was nothing. I felt a little bit sad about leaving to university, but I shouldn’t cry. University is just 3 or 4 years. I will get to see you guys soon enough.”HC: “That’s the girl I know for years.”Himchan patted your head and embraces you in a warm hug. You felt your eyes getting teary again. You smiled at Himchan not knowing what to say. HC: “It’s going to be okay (y/n)-ah. Remember that we are always there for you even when you’re going abroad for university.”You: “Nae Himchan oppa!”Daehyun didn’t say anything. He was suddenly really quiet. Everyone gives you a hug and left smiling. YJ: “See you after 4 years! Don’t forget to update us in our groups chat.”You: “I will! See you guys! Bye~”

The next day your pack the last things and left your house. It felt weird to leave everything for a new start of life. But maybe it was something good for you. If you can find a new love you can get over Daehyun you thought. In fact, this made you feel even more depressed.

In the next couple of years, you have changed yourself from a little sister type of girl to a confident lady. You had your own style. You know what you like and dislike. You even had some flirting experience, but you never really dated someone. Somewhere deep down your heart you just couldn’t forget about Daehyun. Your university friends are always saying that you’re such a drama queen to never forget your first love. Friend: “Just forget about your first love!”You: “No you don’t understand me. I can’t forget about Daehyun.”Friend: “Omg here you go again. When are you going to stop making excuses for yourself? You’re old enough to date. There are lots of handsome guys around you and everyone flirts with you. Why are you still thinking about this oppa of you that may have a girlfriend?”You: “You don’t know how it feels to really love someone.”Friend: “You never dated anyone at all! How dare you to say that to me!”You: “The hell I thought that you were my friend! Oh my god just leave me alone!”Friend: “I am your friend! That’s why I’m trying to help you. Why are you so stubborn?”You: “Okay that’s it. I’m sick of you! I’m leaving to Korea in a week anyway. Bye, my friend that has hurt my feelings.”You angrily left your friend. What is it exactly to really love someone? Do I really love Daehyun as I think I do? Or do I only see him as my big brother that I never had? Questions were wandering in your head. No, I am in love with Daehyun. It’s my friend that doesn’t understand me. Nobody understands my feelings. This is the reality.

A week has passed and today was finally the day to go back to see Daehyun and your friends. You arrived at the airport. You saw Daehyun standing there with a huge “Welcome back” banner yelling your name. You widened your eyes shocked by the fact that he went so far to buy such an awkward banner for you and to yell like crazy. You: “Oh! Daehyun oppa!”You waved at him. Just to see that he was running after a girl who looks exactly like you from 4 years ago. Girl: “Uwaah! Who are you?”DH: “(y/n)-ah! Don’t you recognise your favourite oppa?”You laughed really hard at this scene just in front of you. You: “HAHAHA”Daehyun heard your laugh and looks at your direction. You: “Yah Jung Daehyun! You babo oppa! How could you not recognise me? I’m the one who should ask that question.”DH: “(Y/n)-ah? Are your really?”You: “Yes I am. Don’t you think that I turned prettier now~”You teased him smiling confidently while turning around. He scans you from head to toe. DH: “Woah daebak! You really are pretty!”You laughed at his honest reaction. You: “I guess you’re still the same.”DH: “Your laugh is at least still the same.”You: “Tsss you idiot”Daehyun brought you home where the others were preparing a surprise party for you. Everyone: “Welcome home (y/n)-ah!!”You: “Omo! Did you guys prepare this for me?”You were touched by their surprise party. You enjoyed the night with them and it ended with a truth-or-dare game. You turned the bottle and it pointed to Daehyun.You: “Daehyun oppa are you still single?”You immediately regretted to have asked him this question. In fact, you didn’t want to know it at all. YJ: “Ey~ Daehyun-ah choose dare because the truth would be too boring.”DH: “Mmmm dare!”You felt slightly sad about the fact that he didn’t tell you his answer. You still didn’t know if he is single or not. So you made up and dare for Youngjae and Daehyun both.You: “I want you to kiss Youngjae on his cheek.”YJ: “What? Why? What did I do wrong?”You: “That’s because you told Daehyun oppa to choose dare.”Youngjae quickly moves towards the door. YJ: “Uwaaah!!”Himchan and Jongup grabbed him by his arms. HC: “The game is not fun if you run away from it.”JU: “Youngjae hyung just accept his kiss.”Himchan and Jongup smirked creepy at him. Then they put Youngjae in front of Daehyun. YJ: “Whaaa wait!! I-”*Smooch* Daehyun gave him a wet kiss. YJ: “UWAAAH!! That is so dirty!! Omg, I need to clean myself!”Himchan and Jongup let go of him. HC: “Do what you need to do bro. We will continue the game for you.”The bottle game continued and the bottle pointed at you.YJ: “Who is your first love?”You: “I choose dare!”YJ: “Yah aren’t you answering that too quickly.”You: “Nope just tell me what to do Youngjae bro.”YJ: “Give Daehyun a kiss on his neck.”You: “A what?!”YJ: “I’m sure that you hear me. And give him a light bite on his neck to make it worse.”Omg does it really have to be Daehyun? This is so awkward you thought. DH: “Objection! That is too much.”YJ: “I don’t think so. It’s payback time~”You gulped. Okay fine, let’s make this quick you thought. You lean into Daehyun grabbing his shirt. You straddled him while kissing his neck. DH: “Ah…” YJ: “Waaah~ this is too sexual!!”Youngjae pulled you from Daehyun and you bit your lips. You: “You asked for it. Are you happy now?”YJ: “Daehyun-ah! Are you okay?”You look back at Daehyun. He looks flustered and confused. You: “Oh! Daehyun oppa! Did I hurt you?”When you touched his cheek. He felt really hot. DH: “I’m fine!” Daehyun stood up and quickly left to the toilet. His heart was beating crazily, while his face was burning. What are these feelings he wondered? A minute later you knocked on the door. You: “Daehyun oppa? Are you not feeling well?”DH: “Ani.”He opens the door to see you standing close in front of him. You touched his forehead.You: “Hmm luckily it’s not a fever.”Daehyun grabs your hand. You look him in his eyes. DH: “You didn’t date anyone when you were abroad right.”You: “Why do you care? Let me guess because you’re my oppa?”DH: “Answer me.”You: “Don’t worry I didn’t they were below my standards.” You stick your tongue out. DH: “Phew good to hear that.”You: “Tsss I think that it is sad that the person I like doesn’t have any clue at all.” DH: “What? Do you like someone? Who is it?”You: “No I don’t it was 4 years ago anyway.”DH: “Is it someone that I know?”You: “You know him better than anyone. But let us not talk about it.”

A few weeks has passed and Daehyun slowly came to find out about his feelings for you. You still went out with them if you had a day off. At moments when other boys talks to you he would get jealous. He would keep an eye on you all the time. He would make lots of excuses to take you out alone without the others. Daehyun was different than 4 years ago. He turned more caring in a different way and more mature than before.

DH: “Guys I have a problem.”HC: “What is it Daehyun-ah? Tell your hyungs all about it.”DH: “I fell in love with (y/n).”Himchan giggled. HC: “I thought that you would never admit it you babo.”DH: “What should I do?”YG: “Just tell her that you like her.”DH: “How?”HC: “Take her out for dinner and grab a movie. Choose a romantic comedy one. Then bring her home, confess your feelings and try to kiss her at the right moment.”DH: “Kiss?!”HC: “What~ are you too shy for that Daehyunnie~”DH: “Hah! Who says that I’m shy!”YG: “Himchan-ah don’t you think that a kiss is too quick to a first date.”HC: “From what I have observed the last time with that bottle game. I’m sure that (y/n) likes you more than you think. That kiss was way too passionate.”Daehyun’s face blushed at the memory. Himchan nudged his arm. HC: “You can do it. Just tell us the story after~ fighting Daehyun!”YG: “Good luck Daehyun-ah!”

You had dinner with Daehyun and you watched a movie with him. You enjoyed the movie very much. Then the kiss scene played in front of you. You automatically touched your lips and gulped wondering how it would feel if you had kissed Daehyun on his lips that night. Slowly you felt Daehyun’s hand on your shoulder. You look at him. His other hand pulls your hand away from your lips. DH: “Can I kiss you too?”You blinked your eyes a few times. Is this a dream you thought. Daehyun caress your cheek and leans in. You closed your eyes slowly. Daehyun kissed you on your lips. His lips felt warm and soft. You enjoyed his kiss. He slowly deepens the kiss, while you embrace his neck. It felt like your wish came true. A tear formed in your eyes and it fell down on Daehyun’s cheek. DH: “Why are you crying?”You: “I-”You broke into tears. You: “You stupid idiot! Why are you kissing me? Don’t give me fake hope when you’re only using me!” DH: “What are you talking about?”You: “All these years I’ve been shutting my heart down for every guy I’ve ever met. Just because I love you. But you never gave me the same love as I have. You only saw me as your little sister. You stole my heart and you never gave it back to me! I hate you Jung Daehyun!”You hit his chest softly with both hands while crying louder. DH: “Sssh calm down (y/n)-ah. Don’t cry. Let me explain myself first.”You: “Noo..”Daehyun kissed you again with passion this time. You felt him kissing you differently. This time it was more daring and full emotions like he was proving his feelings for you. You pushed him away. DH: “Don’t you understand it. I kissed you because I love you. I would never kiss my best friend to use her. In the past, I was your oppa, because I cared about you. I just couldn’t leave you with any other guy. So I claimed you as my best friend. I wasn’t sure about my feelings til the day you came back from university. I got to understand my feelings for you. I do not only like you. This feeling is called love. I missed you for 4 years and I had never dated any girl in between. I didn’t feel the same when I was with any other girl. Only you can make me feel relaxed and happy. I love you (y/n)-ah please be my girlfriend.”You grabs his face with two hands and kissed him back. No more words were needed. You love him and he loves you back. You both felt the same. You pulled back to catch your breath. You: “I would love to be your girlfriend, you idiot. Saranghae Daehyun-ah~”You hug him one last time to hear the end song of the movie you’ve watched. The light turns on exposing smudged makeup on your face. Daehyun laughed loudly.You: “Yah! Why are you laughing?”DH: “I’m dating a panda! HAHAHA”You: “You’re so mean! I hate you!”You walk away from him covering your face. He grabs your wrist. DH: “I’m just joking. Please don’t be mad at me~”You: “Hmmph!”DH: “Jagiyaaa~”He hugs you from behind making your laugh. You: “Babo Daehyun!”He tickles you and you laughed even more. He didn’t mind everyone watching you both. He grabs your hand.DH: “Let’s go to my home tonight. I have some very delicious cheesecake at home.”He winks at you smiling his player grin. You: “Is it the cheesecake with raspberries?”DH: “Of course I brought your favourite cheesecake~”You: “Yeaay~ I can’t wait to eat it!”

The End!