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⚡︎ pairing: megumi fushiguro x reader

⚡︎ summary: megumi doesn’t have crushes, he didn’t think he could have one. but he doesn’t think this feeling is normal.

⚡︎ warning: this is so fucking fluffy it’s sickening, “pretty”, “beautiful”, “gorgeous”, “stunning”, i told ya this was fluffy. 

⚡︎ word count: 4370

⚡︎ a/n: heyyyyyy guyssssss….. okay i know it’s been foreverary. i’m sorry. i got sick, had major tests, lost motivation, got sick again, still had a writer’s block, went on vacation, got sick AGAIN, and still had zero motivation. but alas, we are here. we have motivation. and we aren’t sick. I know i should’ve spent my summer writing, but i did not and school starts back up this month, so this is 1000% bad timing, but hey who cares. but yeah sorry i was away for four months. hopefully, i’m back this time. enjoy and happy reading <;33

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Despite the fact that he has a lot to say, Megumi Fushiguro is quiet. Very very quiet. It isn’t that he didn’t know what to say, he does. He just doesn’t feel like talking unless he absolutely has to. And even when he does speak he’s always so calm, his voice always sounding like he was bored, even if he isn’t.

But not with you.

Of course not with you.

He always engaged in the conversation when you were there. He actually sounded like he wanted to be there too. It was obvious that he only preferred the conversations you were in. He hadn’t even noticed this until it was pointed out to him. 

“Why do you only talk when Y/n’s around?” Nobara asked him once you had finally walked away. She was one of the first people to notice it. Two weeks ago when it almost seemed like the two of you were having your own conversation, even when the both of you were with other people.

Megumi looked at her confused. “What are you talking about?”, he turns away but Nobara follows him.

“You only ever talk when they’re around”

“That’s not true”

Nobara huffs, “That is true.”

Megumi rolls his eyes, “I’m talking to you now.” He says plainly.

“Yeah, but only because you have to. You actually want to talk to Y/n”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. You’re being weird.”

This comment offends Nobara, “I’m not being weird! You’re being weird, Fushiguro!” She crosses her arms.

“Okay Nobara,” he says unphased by her comment.

After that day he really thought about it. Was he really like that? He knew he was quiet. He just assumed he was quiet with everyone. He would’ve noticed it by now, wouldn’t he? He would’ve caught on that he talks to you more, right? Why did he talk to you more?

Once he got to that question he rolled his eyes to himself. That’s the most simple answer. It’s because you and he had more in common. Why else would he talk to you more? That is the only answer, right?

Plus it makes more sense. He spoke to you more because the both of you have more in common. Which is why he didn’t notice before. Duh, obviously. No other reason.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *. ☽ .* :☆ﾟ｡･ ───

He hadn’t thought about it for a while. Not after he came to his conclusion. Not his conclusion, the conclusion. It was the last thing on his mind while he was walking to his room, fidgeting with the pen in his hand. 

No, of course not he’s not thinking about how comfortable he is when talking to you. How easy it feels to talk to someone he thinks is thinking the same thing as him. Cause that’s stupid. Why would he think that? 

He drops his pen thinking about it. He curses himself before crouching down to get it. When he puts his hand out another hand brushes his. Wait, what was that? He immediately pulls away and stands up. Once he’s up he realizes the person’s hand it belonged to was you. 

You looked up at him, still crouched down, and laughed a little before picking it up. “Sorry, Megumi. I didn’t mean to scare you” you say, offering the pen back.

What was that?

That thing that happened, what was that? He couldn’t explain it.

“I didn’t get scared. Thanks.” He takes the pen from your head. But his mind is so clouded.

What was that? That feeling when your hands touched. Something weird happened.

He was used to feeling something he couldn’t quite put his finger on whenever you accidentally touched each other. Or whenever either of you were close to one another, he got used to that feeling.

But this.

This was different. What was that? It was like, his stomach did something. Something it’s never done before.

You laugh lightly at him, “You alright? You seem like you have a lot on your mind.”

That was a nice laugh he thought before he snapped out of his trance. Wait, you’re still here? “Uh, yeah. I’m alright. Just something weird happened.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Weird?”

“Yeah, weird. It’s probably nothing.”

“Are you sure? Seems like it’s bothering you.”

Megumi shakes his head, “it’s nothing. Thanks for picking up my pen”

You smile and nod as a quiet you’re welcome. You start the opposite way he was walking. “I’ll see you around, Fushiguro.”

Megumi looks back and smiles a bit, “see you around.”

You look back and give him the usual kind smile you always give him, before looking in the direction you were going. Megumi still looking at the direction you were leaving in.

“Whatcha smilin’ at?”

Megumi jumps and looks in the direction of the voice. He rolls his eyes once he sees it’s Gojo. “I’m not smiling.”

Satoru smiles, “So you weren’t just smiling at Y/n”. He points in your direction.

Megumi shakes his head no and shrugs. “Why would I be smiling?”

“You tell me,” Satoru says, walking away shortly after.

Why’s he acting weird? Scratch that, he’s always weird. Megumi shakes his thoughts and walks back to his room. Why has everything been weird lately? It’s starting to annoy him.

Once he relaxes on his bed he picks up one of the books he has lying around. While reading though, he can’t get that feeling out of his head. It wasn’t like he felt butterflies but it felt like something. He couldn’t explain. There has to be something for it. Some sort of word or phrase for it. It was like that one feeling he always felt around you was enhanced.

He hadn’t even asked himself why it happened. Why did it? There has to be a solution to this problem. Maybe it’s because he wasn’t expecting you. Yeah… that sounds right. He was too much in his thoughts, didn’t see you, and didn’t think you would be there to grab his pen. Duh.

Then why was he thinking about your laugh? To be fair, it was a cute laugh. But you always laugh cute so. How couldn’t he think of it? 

See? There are simple answers to these stupid questions he keeps asking himself. 

He’s too much in his mind, he needs to stop thinking about them. 

It’s not like he hasn’t time to think about anything anymore when the pink-haired boy bursts into his room. He groans but doesn’t object. He needs to get a few things off his mind anyway.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *. ☽ .* :☆ﾟ｡･ ───

Megumi, Yuji, and Nobara were just talking to one another. Well, more like Nobara and Yuuji were talking to one another while Megumi just stood there and watched.

When Megumi glanced around, he noticed you talking to Panda and Maki. You looked pretty-- happy. Yes, pretty happy. It didn’t seem like you even noticed the rest of the students.

He hadn’t even noticed that Nobara had walked away until he saw her walking in your direction. When she had arrive you had that big smile and laughed at something she had said. Cute. 

“You’re staring again”

Megumi turned his head to face Yuji. “Staring? At who?”

“Y/n.” he smiles.

“I’m not staring at Y/n.”

“You are.”

“I’m not.”

“You are.”

“I’m not doing this with you” Megumi rolls his eyes.

“But you have to” Yuji pouts at him.

“I don’t. I wasn’t looking at Y/n.”

“Then why were you looking over there?”

“Something caught my eye.”

“You mean, Y/n.” Yuji smiles, he knew he wasn’t wrong. But he knew Megumi would just deny it.

Megumi huffs “No, I mean something.”

“Well whether it was something or a special someone. Y/n’s looking at you.”

“They are?” Megumi looks up immediately. Yuji was right, you were looking at him.

Once both of you shared eye contact, you smiled a bit more but didn’t steer away. There goes that feeling again. You seem to giggle a bit before pointing down. He raises an eyebrow and looks down next to him. Yuji just looked at him with a big smile. Megumi rolls his eyes and turns back to you, but you weren’t looking anymore.

“Did you see that? They only looked away when you did. Bet that made butterflies in your stomach. Oh! Even better, it feel like your stomach was doing flips.”

That was it. His stomach felt like it was doing flips. That-- that’s perfect to call it. That’s what it’s been feeling like recently.

Meumi rolls his eyes, “shut up.”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *. ☽ .* :☆ﾟ｡･ ───

You and Megumi were sitting on some steps alone. It’s been a long time since the two of you have been together, just the two of you. So, he’s feeling a bit nervous, even when he’s not showing it.

Megumi had brought up a topic that he knew you really liked. A topic you knew a lot about.

And that’s when you went off. Like a complete switch from being so calm and comfortable. To be so excited to be talking about this topic and quick because there’s so much to talk about. 

He kinda found it cute. 

It was cute.

You were just rambling about something you really really liked. He didn’t dream of interrupting you, he didn’t want to. He just wanted to watch talk passionately about something you cared deeply out.

“Right?” You say, sounding out of breath.

Oh.

“Yeah, yeah. Right. I agree.” Megumi had no idea what he was agreeing to.

You laugh lightly at him. “You didn’t hear a word I said.”

“No, I did.” He lied, he was too busy admiring you to hear.

“You’re such a liar” You laugh. “I could’ve said anything and you would’ve just agreed to it.”

Megumi smiles at you, “Okay maybe I wasn’t listening to everything. You were just talking too fast, I couldn’t keep up. I’m sorry.”

You smile back at him, “It’s okay, I was speaking really fast”. He can’t believe you bought that. You look at your wrist and huff. “Great, I don’t have a hair tie.”

“Oh, I have one.” 

Megumi takes one off of his wrist and hands it to you. You just stare at him like he’s insane.

“What?”

“Why do you have a hair tie?”

Megumi shrugs, he knows why he has a hair tie. “I don’t know. Just had one on my wrist”

You take the hair tie from him and start putting your hair up. “Is this the one I told you to hold for me like two weeks ago?”

“No.”

Yes.

You smile softly at him, “You sure?”

“Yeah, why would I hold a hair tie for you from two weeks ago? That’s like, I really long time to have one. Especially since I don’t use one.”

You giggle at him, “Oh really? That’s a shame. I was just about to talk about how cute you would’ve been if you did keep it on you.”

Megumi’s face feels hot. Why does it feel hot? It only ever feels hot when it’s hot outside. It isn’t hot outside. Why does it feel hot? 

“Okay, maybe I did keep it on me just in case you or anyone else needed it. It’s a decent thing to do. It doesn’t-- it doesn’t mean anything” He says, his face feeling even hotter.

You giggle at him and smile as you look at him. “Are you blushing?”

Yes.

“No.”

He hears you giggle again, oh now those are butterflies in his stomach. “I’m not blushing.” He insists.

“You’re totally blushing”

“Am not. Why would I be blushing?”

“Because I indirectly called you cute”

Oh, now his face is even hotter. What is going on? Why is it doing that? Stop that.

“So? That doesn’t mean I’m blushing.”

“But it means it’s making you blush.”

Megumi rolls his eyes, and you laugh at him. 

“I’ve never seen you blush before.” You tell him, a light laugh still in your voice.

“That’s because I never blush” he grumbles.

You smile softly at him, “Sure. Well, the ‘not-blush’ on your face looks really handsome on you.”

What.

“What?”

“Y/n!” A new voice is heard. When the both of you look over you see Maki waving you over. You look back to Megumi and smile again, rising from the stairs. “I’ll see you later Megumi,” you say before walking away.

What did you just say? You just say that and then walk away? That’s not fair. You can’t do that. Now he’s blushing more. This-- this isn’t fair.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *. ☽ .* :☆ﾟ｡･ ───

Megumi’s in his room, reading now. But you literally called him cute and handsome. In a span of 5 minutes. On the same day.

And you didn’t even seem phased by it. Like you said it was so causally and like it was normal. 

How was he not gonna blush? It was cute.

He puts his book down. Now that he thinks about it. From everything he’s read, heard, or seen. Is he, crushing on you?

No.

No.

Cause if he was he would like… know, right?

Like he would know he has a crush on you. That’s like the whole point. He’s supposed to know he has a crush on you. 

Then why doesn’t he?

Well, there’s a simple explanation, he doesn’t really crush on people. He doesn’t pay people mind that much to actually have a crush on them. It isn’t his thing.

Maybe, it’s his thing now. Could it be? With everything happening. Talking more around you, his stomach flipping when you’ve touched, liking the sound of your laugh, smiling at you, staring at you, admiring the way you ramble about something you’re interested in, having a hair tie for you, and now blushing around you.

Could he have a crush on you…?

Megumi shakes his head and the thoughts away. There’s no way. No. He’s just, going through a phase, it’ll go away.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *. ☽ .* :☆ﾟ｡･ ───

It didn’t.

If anything it got worse. Megumi’s now paying attention to the little things. The little things he’s starting to enjoy more and more. Like the way, you run your fingers through your hair. Or the way you scrunch your nose when you smile sometimes. Or the way you fidget with your necklace when he compliments you. Or the way you look away before you try not to laugh at something.

But this doesn’t mean he likes you. Nah.

This just means he finds you… interesting?

Yes! That’s it.

He finds you interesting, that’s all. 

“Oh look! I think this fits here” You say, putting a puzzle piece in. Looking at him and smiling.

“You’ve always been better at this than me” 

You laugh a little at his comment. The two of you are used to doing puzzles together. Granted, you only do it when you’re bored out of your mind. But either way, both you and Megumi actually kinda like this activity. The quiet music in the back just adds to the comfortable atmosphere.

But when you both started doing puzzles, you insisted on making it a challenge to see who can put the most pieces on the board. The both of you did the edges together, that was the safety round. But once the edge was done everything was fair game.

You actually started to get quite good at doing puzzles too. You were winning more of the challenges than Megumi was. He would always get you some sort of snack after as well because you won. Even when you rejected it, he always got you a prize. Even when you did win, he obviously didn’t mind. Seeing you happy and smiling at the expense of his failure sat well with him. 

There were times when Megumi would put the most pieces down and win. But he would still always get you the small snack prize. Using the excuse of “you tried your best” to give it to you.

“That’s not true. You’re good at this” You reply to him with your usual soft smile. God, that smile.

Megumi just shrugged. “Maybe I’m good but that doesn’t mean you’re still not better at solving puzzles than I am.”

You don’t want to admit it to him but you are a little better than him. Just a little. You’ve convinced yourself at this point that he just lets you win. It just seems like he’s always wasting time not trying to put the pieces together but getting distracted by looking at something. And Megumi rarely gets distracted. So that just means he lets you win. 

“That’s cause you don’t try hard enough,” You say, turning back to the puzzles.

“I try plenty enough”

“If you did, maybe you’d win more” You laugh a little at his expense. 

Megumi rolled his eyes with a small smile on his lips. You weren’t wrong. He never tried too much when doing puzzles with you. He doesn’t mean to. It just so happens he gets preoccupied with looking at you.

He can’t help it. I mean, look at you. Seeing you concentrate on something like a puzzle is a cute sight. Watching the gears in your head turn to try to solve something is nice. 

He’s starting to get what Yuji meant about him staring at you. He does like to look or stare at you. But like he’s convinced himself, he can’t help it. There isn’t a real possible answer.

Unless…

Now that you’re next to him. He’s really thinking about the idea of liking you.

It can’t be. He would have to know. Everyone knows when they like someone. That’s what people like the most about crushing on someone.

That would explain why he’s currently feeling all tingly or his stomach doing that weird thing. 

He doesn’t like you, does he? He would know.

It isn’t an impossible idea. I mean you’re- unbelievable. Looks and personality-wise. You’re beautiful, gorgeous even. You’re stunning. Plus you’re so easy to talk to. Like, he feels the most comfortable talking to you. It’d be easy for anyone to crush on you. He’s certain there are other people out there that are crushing on you. Other people out there that are would be more than lucky to be around you. Other people that want to be close to you.

He’s happy that he gets to the one close to you. Thankful that you choose him to be around. And although he’s a little shy about the idea, he’s excited to have a crush on-

Hold on a second.

What.

He couldn’t. That-- no. No way. Is he serious?

“I don’t like you, do I?”

“Excuse me?”

His eyes widen. Did he just say that out loud? That wasn’t meant to be said out loud. Wait you look angry. Oh my god did you think--

“Oh no no no no. Not like-- No I do like you. I just--”

“Are you sure? It seemed like you had to think about it.” You crossed your arms. Oh no. You didn’t believe him.

“No, I swear! I love being around you. I promise you. I do like you.”

“Then how come you had to question it?”

“No, I wasn’t--” he sighs. “I wasn’t questioning it like that. I was questioning it, in a different… Way”

You pause, now your thoughts are racing. A good different or a bad different? “What… kind of way?”

He rubs the back of his neck nervously. He couldn’t lie to you. He’s lied to you enough about little things. He can’t do that now. “Romantically?” he says, sounding more like a question.

There’s a pause in the room. A long pause. He thinks he blew it. He knows he blew it. You’re never gonna talk to him again.

“Romantically?” You ask quietly.

This is the end. This is the end of everything. Of the puzzle days. The hanging out together. The having a hair tie on his wrist. The blushing, stomach flipping, butterflies. All of those days. Gone. 

“Hey, look this piece goes here” Megumi trails off the topic, putting a piece on the puzzle. It fits perfectly.

You shake your head and gently take his hand and from the possible. “No, we’re talking about this. Now.” 

Megumi sighs and turns to you. He doesn’t want to ruin this. He would prefer if you brushed past it and acted like it never happened.

“What do you mean romantically, Megumi?”

He really didn’t want to do this. He’s never had to do this. “I’m trying to figure out if I like you or if I like like you.”

There goes that pause again. This silence is so loud. It’s deafening. Megumi’s body feels cold from how worried he is. “You’re trying to figure out if you have a crush on”

Megumi just nods in response. He doesn’t trust his voice to try not to sound too desperate. He looks down at the floor from the seat he’s in. he’s contemplating if he should just leave. Never leave his room again and just rot in his own embarrassment.

Then he hears your small quiet laughter. His head picks up. Great, now you’re laughing at him! Maybe you’re just laughing at how funny this situation is. You wouldn’t laugh at him… would you?

“Are you laughing at me?” He asks.

You continue to laugh and nod. 

Oh… that’s awesome. Wow, that’s so cool. Yeah, he’s gonna rot in his embarrassment now.

“I am laughing at you, but not for the way you think.”

Not for the way he thinks? He raises an eyebrow, confused.

“Megumi, I’ve been showing you I like you for months now. And you’re just here, in your head. Trying to figure out if you have a crush on me.” You laugh again. “It’s a bit funny.”

Wait… did he hear that properly? 

Megumi… showing… like you…. Months… head… figure out… crush--

He did hear it correctly!

“What do you mean you’ve been showing me you like me for months?”

You laugh. “You’re kidding. You haven’t noticed?” Megumi shook his head no in response. “Everyone has noticed. It was painfully obvious.”

“It was not.”

“It was.”

Megumi huffs. “No way it was obvious. That doesn’t make any sense. I would’ve noticed.”

“You were too busy in your thoughts. Maybe because you were trying to figure out if you like me or not” You laugh.

Megumi was silent. He didn’t know what to say. Was he too distracted with figuring out his own feelings to even realize how out and open you were with yours?  

“But let’s not talk about that, yet. Let’s talk about if you’ve figured out if you like me or not.”

“I haven’t. Not yet anyway. I’ve never really had crushes. This is all new to me.”

You smile softly at him, “That’s fine. We can figure it out together.”

“What if I don’t like you?” He didn’t even want to think of that outcome.

You sigh and run your fingers through your hair. “I’ll get over it and we’ll act like this never happened.”

Megumi smiled and nodded, “Alright. How do we find out?”

“Well, firstly. You have to be 100% honest.”

“Honest, got it.”

You smile, “Alright so. With you, I get butterflies in my stomach whenever you look me in the eye.”

“Like this?” He smiled.

You giggled and nodded, “Yeah exactly like that. Or I get super nervous when our arms touch.”

“You don’t seem to get nervous.”

“I’m a good actress.” You smile. “I also sometimes go out of my way to see you. Like I actually want to be around you.” 

Megumi blushes lightly but nods, “So what does all of that mean?”

“Those are a few signs that prove I have a crush on you or like you. So now you tell me how you feel, and we’ll figure it all out from there.”

Megumi nods and takes a deep breath. “Well… my stomach does this uh-- thing where it feels really weird. Like it flipped” he says sheepishly.

You giggle but nod, “That’s good. Anything else?”

He nods again. “Yeah, you know when you said you want to be around me? I feel the same way. I really want to be around you. Like a lot. And also, I think you’re really pretty. And cute. I like the way you laugh and smile as well. It’s really-- uhm. It’s really nice”

You and he match blushes. But Megumi doesn’t stop. “Yeah and like, sometimes I plan my conversations with you. Only sometimes though. Just because I don’t want to say the wrong things around you. I really like spending time and talking to you because I think I feel the most comfortable with you. Like it’s so easy to talk to you, it’s crazy. And you always make spending time with you a good time so. It’s no surprise why anyone wouldn’t want to hang out with you.”

“Yeah, you’re easy to talk to too.” You giggle.

Megumi sighs shortly, “Like that. That laugh you just did. I really like it. Or when you’re talking to anyone, you always sound like you know what you’re talking about. It’s nice to hear. Or when someone’s talking to you and you’re listening to them. You have this look that’s just. Captivating.”

There’s a long pause. You don’t need to say anything. You just smile at him, letting him process. He knew.

“So, I think I do like you.”

You laugh at him and nod. “Yeah, I think so too.”

Megumi blushes brightly, “Now what do we do?”

“Now we plan something. A date. How about Saturday, we go to the arcade. Together, obviously.” You give him a kind smile.

Is this really happening?

“Saturday. Yeah, that sounds-- cool.”

Is he actually going on a date with you on Saturday? And doing it so casually.

You smile, “Perfect.” You turn back to the puzzle. “Now, let me show you how much better I am than you are at completing puzzles.”

You pick a piece and place it to the piece he placed down not too long ago. The pieces fit perfectly together.

aaaaaaa! how cute was this?

[rapunzelbro]

Lonely night, Lonely Love. Husk x Reader

This fanfic major started off as a rant. I was in my feels lmao. So this came of it. It’s not directly ship but platonic ya know. Enjoy!

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Loneliness can be nice thing. When you’re alone the only thing to worry about is you. And only you. There’s no one else who can get hurt when you’re alone, but yourself.

Loneliness can be a bad thing. Your thoughts spiral into meaningless nonsense. Your mind creeps into those small insecurities that make you realize how shit you are, how pathetic you truly see yourself.

Loneliness can bring out the monsters in you, the thoughtsthat were in your head that you contained, screaming to be let out from your mind.

Loneliness can cause a person to end it all. It’s rather simple of a way out, the monsters are free, the thoughts have spiraled. It’s not too far off from letting those intrusive, depressive thoughts take over.

You dealt with loneliness before, dealt with the monsters, the silence, you learned it all.

You lost the ability to fight back those voices in your head. You lost your ability to trust long ago, if you’re alone why would you need anyone else to rely on?

When you got to the Hazbin Hotel you really didn’t know what to think about any of the others. They already all knew each other, they had their friendships together, and you just showed up. Everyone was very welcome but you just couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off.

It’s been almost a month, you got close to the others but not as close as you were with Husk. Husk knew about the trust issues you had, the loneliness that filled you, even with all the people in the hotel. He could understand completely how one would need to not be sober to truly open up. Which he could easily provide, and take away when needed.

He didn’t pry about your past, he would wait until you’re ready to tell, which believe me, it takes a while to be able to learn to trust again, let alone trust him fully.

But when you do share your past with him he is silent and listens fully to you. He doesn’t apologize, he rather just passes a drink your way knowing you would need it.

Yeah you did

You two often spent the most time together, Angel Dust on the occasional appearance too. But you and Husk just had your own special bond, he even taught you how to play cards and you’d often spend long nights playing and that’s also how he ended up with most of the stuff in your room, that you put up for gamble.

Yeah it wasn’t smart.

But hey, you could trust someone. And even if it’s the bartender who has gained your trust, and cleared some of the loneliness in your life, you’d take it.

Husk Taglist: @saturnhas82moons @mixplara @aphestina @brithedemonspawn @vendetta-ari @zamadness @fizziepopangel @the--rebel--princess

[dkakapizzaboy]

Casting Svt as Characters in KDramas I’ve Watched

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Words: Around 900

Category: Fluff I guess

A/n: If you disagree w any of these, I’m always open for healthy discussion

Disclaimers:

a) A lot of these shows I watched a while ago so if any character descriptions are inaccurate, please drag me it’s okay.

b) Some characters are, of course, very different in age than the members but just go on the emotions, will ya?

c) Character descriptions are kept vague on purpose because I don’t want to give spoilers. Also, if I’ve given any major spoilers unintentionally, I apologise.

d) Spellings of Character names are from Wikipedia, so if you find any inaccuracies, pls lmk

Taglist: @junhui-recs @drunk-on-dk @wonuhour @enhacolor

Fic specific tags: @wonwussy @bitchlessdino hope you guys like it!

1. Choi Seungcheol as Lee Young-Joon in What’s Wrong With Secretary Kim

The strong male character with childhood trauma who doesn’t know what to do with his feelings once he realises the love of his life, whom he had never confessed to, is leaving him screams Seungcheol to me. He’s awkward with his feelings, reacts poorly when hearing the news, is a true leader who silently burdens not only his trauma, but also his brother’s.

2. Yoon Jeonghan as Park Chang-ho in Big Mouth

I think, of all the people in the world who can deceive a prison full of inmates that they’re a criminal mastermind and you shouldn’t mess with them, no one else would compare to Jeonghan. The professional lawyer, who is framed and sent to prison, is a good person at heart, and helps other suppressed inmates and leads a revolution. Jeonghan is particularly quick to think on his feet, which matches the character’s energy.

3. Hong Joshua as Kang Tae- Moo in Business Proposal

A cold CEO who is super averse to dating and and is busy running his business meets and instantly falls in love with a girl who is posing as her friend on this blind date to get rid of him. He is devoted to his family, his passion for his company’s food products is only matched by our heroine. He’s a great cook and is also kind of nosy in his little brother’s love life.

4. Wen Junhui as An Min-Hyuk in Strong Girl Bong Soon

The cute, funny gaming company CEO who hires our Bong Soon as a bodyguard just screams Jun to me, both because of his passion for games and gaming development but also for his endearingly cute and shy demeanour and the sense of humour. Plus actor Jun deserves a fun, cool and handsome role like this, considering we might never get to see his c drama :((

5. Kwon Soonyoung as Jung Joon-hyung in Weightlifting Fairy Kim Bok-Joo

Ok so this is the latest drama I’ve watched and Joonhyung’s passion and commitment for swimming instantly reminded me of Hoshi and his passion for dance. A bonus factor is the fact that after seeing In the Soop S2, I can confirm his….ahem…abdominal area can easily pass for a swimmer’s.

6. Jeon Wonwoo as Cha Sung-hoon in Business Proposal

Yeah I don’t think I need to explain this.

7. Lee Jihoon as Wi Seung-Huen in Rookie Cops

I’m sorry but Woozi as a trainee cop along with an initial e2f2l storyline???? Sign me uppppppp… Plus, this character is like the ace trainee along with having daddy issues and a strong sense of morality that builds over time. Just writing this is making me crave a Woozi remake of this show.

8. Xu Minghao as Myul Mang in Doom at Your Service

Minghao, I think, is the best person in the world who can bring doom to the world while looking fucking stylish and having an angsty emo personality. Fuck the humans, what even do they have. Xu minghao is literally here to end us all. Plus the later developments in the show and the emotions this characters develops….I’ll cry watching if Minghao was Myul Mang. Also, I feel like Minghao is the most supernaturally member in Svt- you know the one who is into Tarot cards and palm readings.

9. Kim Mingyu as Ji U-Min in The Fabulous

Ngl, the Going Magazine episode was a big factor while giving Mingyu this character. This super talented fashion and street photographer, who sometimes struggles to find his aim and is stuck in the friend zone after breaking up with the female lead is such Gyu vibe honestly. This man is so supportive, encouraging…and might I say relentless?

10. Lee Seokmin as Baek Hee- Sung in Flower of Evil

The beauty of Dark! Seokmin is something to behold, a fantasy I will never give up on. A bright, perfect husband in every sense of the way on the surface with a dark past and even darker present….. is….so…..hot. And his wife is a police officer? Yup yup add it to the drama. Mars’ serial killer DK fic has arisen a fantasy in me that i don’t think is going away anytime soon. Plus I’m a sucker for complicated, grey characters whose layers are revealed slowly as the series progresses. He’s almost an anti- hero here.

11. Boo Seungkwan as Lee Seung-cheon in The Golden Spoon

Another grey character, probably the most complicated character on this list. I think, for me, our Boo is also the most emotionally complex and mature guy in seventeen so I think this character really suits him. Our lead guy, is born into poverty but changes his luck, along with his family’s, by switching lives with the richest guy in his school. Complications, along with consequences, haunt him.

12. Chwe Hansol as Goo Chang-seong in Hotel Del Luna

I’m sorry but Vernon as this character??? In great looking suits and constantly in service of ghosts to help them finish their last wishes and peacefully transition to afterlife along with having… probably the most emotional love story ever…..yeah I need a minute, or a week.

13. Lee Chan as Kim Do-ki in Taxi Driver

Taxi driver is probably my favourite kdrama till date. And Dino as the sexy vigilante who takes revenge for people who the system can’t help is such a sexy concept. Action hero Dino to the rescue! Plus the main character plays so many roles undercover and is so hilarious at times that Dino will fit perfectly in this character’s shoes.

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Hello welcome back to my autism decided today was the day I’d finally work on NAW and so here’s the FIRST FUCKING CHAPTER!!!

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Taglist: @poprockpanda @brick-a-doodle-do @local-squishmallow @dingbatnix @data-expunged-0 @da3dm

Noms Are Weird

Clumsy

[2248 words] [full tw list on ao3]

Tommy had the misfortune of being born right into the first generation of giants integrated into human culture. Which for him, meant all sense of a previous culture and country he could’ve shared with other giants was a far fetched fantasy now, unlike his father, Phil’s, life. This didn’t mean anything to the blonde growing up, until teenage years brought hormones and odd feelings. Not those feelings, weirdo.

The types of feelings that burrow deep into your soul, and stomach, and gurgle and squeeze anxiously. The type that make you realize how dumb you fumble around and how much space you take up as a giant in the small world around you.

Hyperawareness. Discomfort. Some secret third thing Tommy spent the majority of his time trying to identify now. It was an odd sensation that came up anytime he was around, or thought of, a human.

He didn’t dare bring it up to anyone, worried in the back of his mind what it could be. He wasn’t stupid. There were stories and fears about how giants sometimes ate humans. That’s something Tommy definitely didn’t have any mixed feelings towards whatsoever, nope! It wasn’t like every moment he came into contact with his peers at school, his stomach churned hungrily and intrusively snuck thoughts of slipping them into his mouth- not at all.

But just in case, Tommy decided it was best to isolate socially from humans. Completely ignore and avoid them, because that’s definitely healthy and the right way to cope.

Clumsy, uncomfortable Tommy stumbled through the hallways, rushing his way to the last class of the day.

The only luck Tommy had was his school being more developed than when Wilbur was taking classes. The blonde’s school was actually suited for giant students and housed them comfortably.

But now the teen had made it to the class, stupid math. He carefully stepped past the front side of the room, which seated the human students, and made his way to relax in his own seat.

Classes could snugly fit about three giant students each, while dozens of humans could fit. Meaning, if you didn’t like your same-sized peers, you’re not only a giant blemish to the humans, but to the giants as well. That was typically Tommy.

In math, he was sat beside Punz, and only Punz. He was a senior, contrasting Tommy’s being a freshman.

The brief consideration passed Tommy to try and make friends, though Punz had a cold hard face that told him he was not at all interested. So, of course, Tommy struck up conversation with the platinum blonde.

“AYUP, how do?”

Punz gave him a bewildered side glance, before fully turning, expression clouded in disgust at the very fact Tommy was even acknowledging him.

“Who,” Punz bared sharpened teeth, “are you?”

“They call me Tommy,” he nodded, “most people say I’m annoying, but only at first, nice to meet ya, what’s your name, mate?”

Punz’s expression returned to normal; normal being incredibly bored and done-with-people looking, but still.

“Punz,” he answered. Tommy smiled, despite already knowing from the older one's reputation that spread like wildfire around the school.

Punz. He was a monster. Every giant stereotype Tommy could really think of was true for him. Loud, brash, violent. Punz was the type to start fights and he was certainly strong enough to have people wishing themselves dead. Tommy heard Punz had once broken someone’s arm! He was a threat of a giant, strong and cruel. And Tommy was all the more concerned with befriending him.

It was simple, having friends was good anyway. But having someone tough on your side always played to one’s advantage. As well as the fact Punz was a cold person who needed a heater to warm him up, metaphorically. If Tommy could be that, letting the giant trust someone, he’d consider himself having done a good job. Plus, softening Punz would do all the much to push giantkind in the eyes of acceptance.

Maybe Tommy was considering too much.

“You’re staring.”

“WHOOPS,” Tommy laughed it off nervously, “Sorry, big man, sometimes a boys gotta stare, ya know?”

“…What are you talking about?”

Tommy continued to chuckle, playing off his discomfort, “Ay, big guy, maybe we could spend time together after school, yeah?”

The giant’s nose curled and the word ‘no’ was on his lips, but a sudden thought took Punz aback, and he softened his face again, “Actually, I was spending time with some friends after school, you can come,” there was something dark in that invitation, but Tommy couldn’t detect it.

“Hell yeah!” His voice was a bit loud, the teacher hushed him.

Tommy smiled and quieted, flashing his toothy grin to Punz before focusing on maths.

As much as Tommy was a klutz and a social embarrassment, he still wanted to try with giants. Humans were completely out of the picture; his feelings and intrusive thoughts messed him up too much to bother, but at least he could talk to giants. They were on the same level, literally, and he felt all the more comfortable just in their presence than the small little breakable creatures that were humans. It was too dangerous to allow himself by them. And Tommy would avoid humans, he swore upon it, for his and their sakes.

Class went alright, and Tommy kept serving one liners and quips to Punz to butter him up. He really wanted the older one to like him. It meant so much with every giggle and small twitch of the corners of Punz’s lips he caught. The blonde didn’t think he’d be able to stand being an extrovert with no friends.

Maths was over soon enough, and the two giants parted ways, walking down the giant sized hallway to their lockers. The humans walked along a small, lifted up, walkway that was guided by a railing. They were high enough that they walked the same height up to an average giant’s chest. The school feared if they were waking down too low, they’d be stepped on, so everything for humans was raised more or less.

The freshman tore his gaze from the small walkers. He didn’t want to tempt the nagging urge anymore than it already ached. It was a foggy sensation that was trying to overtake his logistics, that settled unkindly in the back of his head. Stupid foggy feeling, ruining his high school experience.

The blonde met his locker shortly after leaving the class, as the hallways for giants were quite short and twisted in loops around previously human-built rooms. Tommy input his combination, fumbling slightly with recalling the exact numbers, before swinging open the door. Inside was nothing but his backpack, blue and plain. He’d meant to decorate it with patches, pins, and whatever else he could get his claws on, but had yet to do so. He ignored that his wish was to do so with human friends.

Tommy slipped the bag over his shoulders and walked back through the hallway. Slight anxiety met his mind when he realized Punz never told him where he’d be waiting for the younger.

It didn’t matter, as Punz turned the corner immediately, a duo of giants behind him.

“Hey, ready?” Punz offered a clawed hand.

Tommy beamed, “Yep!”

“This is Quota,” The brunette one raised a polite hand, “And Jake,” The one with glasses smiled, baring teeth.

He’d seen these two as passersby in the hallway before. He knew every giant’s face at this point, by how much staring he’d accidentally done. It was easy though to know every other person of giantkind, considering they were still a minority, especially in this school.

“Hello!” Tommy tried his best to make a perfect first impression, grin wide as day with an outstretched hand to give out handshakes. Quota shook his palm firmly, but Jake denied the contact. Tommy cringed internally, but coolly played it off.

Punz nodded to the three of them, “Let’s get going.”

Tommy nodded back, bold expression all proud of himself and totally not lame looking. The two giants beside him gave glances and turned away.

As the group made their way along to the front entrance of the school building, Tommy found that the rest of the giants were taking small glimpses over on the railings where the humans were walking. Tommy swore for a second he caught sight of Jake licking his lips just for a split moment, and his heart sank in the way of the possibility they might, too, understand this cruel feeling inflicted upon him.

It was a great deal of time later they had spent just walking and chatting, casual topics, that Tommy’s legs were just starting to pang after having used them for so long straight. He was about to speak up and protest, when his complaints were shot down by Punz taking lead talking instead.

He said, “Here we are,” And Tommy looked up to see the movie theater. Shit, he never brought money to school, they were gonna have to pay for him. How much more awkward could the teen get around his peers?

The group piled into the theater, and Tommy bashfully peered down to the floor, embarrassed to admit that he couldn't afford anything. Before he could say a word, again, Punz was first to open his mouth, “I’ll buy everyone’s tickets. Tommy, you’re new, want popcorn?”

Tommy blushed, “Uh, yes.”

“Are you the kind that likes lots of butter…?” The question was so simple, but felt like if he ‘got it wrong’ he’d be kicked out of the building quicker than he joined the trio.

So honest it was, he wasn’t Honest Tom for no reason (nobody called him that).

“Painfully buttery.”

“My man,” Punz approved, and as he handed over the money and was given the striped bag, he gave the honor of buttering it to Tommy, who absolutely slathered that delicious yellow all over the little buds of delight. Hell fucking yeah.

Jake and Quota got their candies, which Tommy politely asked not to have (he already felt guilty spending Punz’s money on popcorn and a ticket), they all made their way deeper into the building. Punz had bought them all tickets to whatever the only giant starring movie there was. It was rare to see a movie even about giants without them being demonized, so supporting them when they were correctly shown in the media must be important to Punz. Tommy respected that.

Tommy had the important job of carrying the popcorn in and they filed into the room, where they took their seats around the back, where the giant sized seats were. Jake scrunched up his nose, pushing his glasses up at the same time.

Punz groaned, “Don’t you hate that we’re stuck back here?”

Tommy was being stared at, “Y-yeah!” He didn’t have that strong of an opinion, but it must matter to Punz a lot. Jake and Quota seemed to profusely agree.

Quota echoed behind him, “It’s not fair that we’re treated like ‘others’, look not a single human even wanted to see a movie about giants!”

Tommy hadn’t noticed. Now that he was looking at the dozens of rows of empty spots, he realized the situation. At least, he thought hopefully, now he wouldn’t have to worry about the mind-numbing sensation of the ‘desire to eat people’ thing, which he totally wasn’t dealing with behind the scenes.

“It’s disgusting,” Jake curled his lip upwards, “How are we meant to trust the narrative of ‘accepting, welcoming’ humans when they don’t acknowledge we even exist?”

“You’re right…” Tommy felt uncomfortable in the knowingness. Like it was some type of poison traveling down his throat to be so hyperaware of a human’s discomfort with the idea of him. It made the odd intrusive thoughts seem even worse. How evil was he for wanting to eat those who turned their back on him?

Punz lifted his soda, “To giants, and each other, the only ones we can trust.”

Jake and Quota cheered with Punz, and a duo of giants that were also in the building smiled at the scene. Tommy reluctantly joined, afraid of sticking out like the sad, sorry, red thumb he was.

It was a few previews in, and a human entered the building, to every giant’s surprise. Punz jeered at the poor thing as she walked in and chose a seat closer to the screen. She whipped around all nervous, but ultimately ignored Punz’s distasteful choice of words.

Tommy suddenly felt like a stranger to his own skin, tenfold of what he normally experienced. It was like he wasn’t even in his body, viewing from a distance outside himself. It was nauseating, and so he excused himself away to the bathroom, leaving the bucket of buttery popcorn there with his new friends. If he could call them that, yet.

The giant felt sick, tumbling his way into the stalls, he bent over and kneeled there. Over the toilet, he just sat on his knees, and waited. It was a few minutes ticking slowly and painfully by, that nothing ended up happening. He was thankful at least, his breath wouldn’t be rotten when he got back to the trio, but the sensation of dizziness and the urge to vomit didn’t let up. It lessened slightly after a dozen more minutes, and Tommy felt fine enough to stand once more.

He couldn’t explain what had just happened. Something about the way Punz was cussing out that human for what seemed like merely entering the room disturbed Tommy greatly. He’d have to ask about what that was for at some point, if he planned on even making friends. It was starting to seem a little foreign to him. Maybe he was in the wrong for thinking like that, though. He should, as Punz said, support his fellow giantkind. It was only fair.

As he abandoned the bathroom, Tommy slowly made his way back to the theater room, begrudgingly tracing the striped walls as he walked.

Upon turning the corner into the room, the first thing Tommy realized is that the human was gone. He hoped that she hadn’t ditched the movie over Punz’s jeering.

Tommy reached the back of the room with the giant seats, and took his place beside his new friends like he was before. He didn’t notice the way Punz proudly displayed his hand upon his stomach, which was being pushed against furiously, acting like he just had a wonderful feast, meanwhile the popcorn was untouched.

The movie had since started, and was about a third into it when Tommy sat back down. He felt bad for missing so much of what Punz had paid for, but the platinum blonde didn’t seem to mind.

“Psst, Tommy,” Quota whispered over, “We’re gonna ditch this place, the movie is awful anyway.”

Tommy made an audible ‘oh’, and stood as the trio did, making their way out of the building and down the next few streets.

Punz explained, leading the group, “We’re going over to my house.”

The blonde nodded back, “Oh, uhm, I might go home actually. I wasn’t feeling that great back there, uh…”

Punz huffed, “After school tomorrow?”

“Yeah! I can do that,” He smiled brightly, happy they’d still accept him even if he left right now. Maybe he wasn’t the total loser he thought he was, and actually proved he could make friends with people, specially, the scariest giant who might have a secret soft spot. Tommy vowed to find that special little spot, and worm his way into Punz’s heart.

He waved a giddy goodbye to Quota, Jake, and Punz, as he turned and headed the opposite direction, down and over a good amount of streets. He eventually made his way to Allen Drive, where his house was. The bright wooden shingles welcomed him home as entered through the front door. It was a tiring and long day, and even though dinner smelled good in the kitchen,

Tommy took instead to upstairs, where he flopped onto his bed. The cushion caved beneath his weight, and happily accustomed to his body laying there. It was incredibly comfortable, the sheets, blankets, and pillows all piled around him. Tommy sighed out, happy how the day had ended up. Maybe tomorrow, he’d successfully join a social group with Punz and the gang, and learn how to be a person like everyone else.

[vivievienne]

A win and a loss — Chapter 2

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: In which Division 3, 14 and 17 report to Major Mizuki, what exactly happened during attack in The City.

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: This chapter seems off... very off, but I can't put my finger in it.... I hope that nobody saw what i posted yesterday...

𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: As always can be ooc, but nothing at all besides that.

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 525

𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭

"Okay, rookies, tell me what you've achieved?", Mizuki smiled mischievously. They already know what happened in The City, but they want to hear it by themselves. Where would be fun in that?

"Don't you already know, Akiyama?", Akito sighed. He isn't going to report that, he doesn't have any strength to deal with them today.

"Watch your tongue, lil' bro. I am Major Akiyama for you", Mizuki says proudly and Akito rolled his eyes. He hates this nickname a lot. "And even if I do, I would rather hear the detailed version!"

"The detailed version is similar to the general one", Toya said thoughtfully. "We managed to quietly enter the city and make some chaos. Yet, we lost fifteen people, which is a small number, if we take under the assumption that our numerical strength was much less than the Militias one. We only caused some noise, but at the same time, it was enough to get the Militias distracted."

"So, lil' bro succeeded?", Mizuki asked.

"Of course, I did", Akito handed a memory card to them. "They aren't there anymore nor did they leave any traces. That's everything that I found there. It's solidly encrypted, though. I think Ena will decode this." He huffed.

"So... Let's call it a success, shall we?", Mizuki smiled. "Good job you three! I'm going to Ena, right now. We will see what she can do with that. See ya!"

"Bye, bye!", An waved at them. Then, she turned to Akito. "So that's why I didn't see you anywhere. And here I was thinking that you were afraid!", An smiled maliciously.

"I didn't see you either, so where have you been?" Akito asked. This question caught her off guard. To be honest, she was rather useless during this mission, because she was in charge of securing the rear rather than the attack...

"Uhm... You know...", she chuckled and rubbed her neck. What could she do now...?

***

"She doesn't remember anything?", he asked. This is murdering him inside. She was the closest living person that met one of The Rebeliants Leader most trusted person and yet, she doesn't remember anything? Like nothing at all? How they looked? What they were saying? Where they were going?

"Nothing at all. All she remember that he was a guy with a two-coloured hair and he was holding a gun to her head! This doesn't sound super-wonderhoy...", she said with a hint of sadness in her voice. "All she remembers is that he helped her to stand up and then he walked through the city alleys, but she doesn't even know where he turned! Oh! She also said that his voice was gentle and firm."

"Two-coloured hair and gentle voice?", he thought to himself. "Toya, is it you?"

"We need to take actions, now. We must interrogate all the witnesses and rebels. This what we should do for now", he sighed. He can't do it anymore, it's tiring for him. Doing it over and over again.

"Stop playing around, Rui", Tsukasa muttered as he looked through the window.

How good that he doesn't know who was in The City right now...

taglist: @wishing-on-a-snowflake, @chocowhimsy-wonderhoyy, @minakolada, @tsukasa-memes

[sunrisefairy]

Chocolate

Pairing: George Weasley x reader

Word count: 1.8k 

Summary: Y/N drunkenly confesses her feelings for George thinking it is actually Fred she’s talking to.

Warning: mentions of alcohol

A/N: I’m having way too much fun writing again, any feedback is always welcomed and if you have any ideas for future one shots let me know :)

Taglist: @hufflepuff5972​ my first little tag list, my heart ❤️ if anyone else wants to be added, just message me

The Gryffindor common room floor feels like it’s about to take flight with the vibrations from the multiple speakers set up around the room. The Gryffindor quidditch team had won the first game of the year against Slytherin so of course celebrations were in order.

You found herself in the middle of the makeshift dance floor with Alicia and Angelina dancing and singing, no screaming to the music. You jump up on the nearby table taking a big swig of some fire whiskey. You start to swing your hips to the music and continue yelling the lyrics to your favourite song which just started playing. You hear a few people below whistling and cheering you on.

“Yeah! Go Y/N! Woo!” You think it was Angelina calling out, acting as your hype woman.

As the song comes to an end you jump off the table feeling like a rock star. As your feet make contact with the floor you stumble. Your legs seem to give way, maybe it was because of the way you landed but it was most likely because of the amount of alcohol running through your system, you fell to the floor.

“Woah Y/N are you okay?” Alicia was immediately by your side helping you up. You couldn’t control the giggles escaping from your mouth.

“M’ fine babe just need ‘nother drink” your words mixing into each other.

Alicia shakes her head at your drunken state, “I think you need to slow down love. C’mon, come sit down while I get you some water” Alicia guides you over to the couches on the corner of the common room, looking for a free one which isn’t occupied by a couple making out, she spots George sitting alone, perfect she thinks, a mischief glint in her eyes.

“Hey, do you mind watching this one for a minute?” Alicia practically pushes you onto the couch and you might as well be sitting on George’s lap with how close you are to him. The redhead just laughs and nods his head at Alicia who disappears back through the crowd.

The thing with being drunk is your vision tends to get blurry which is exactly what had happened to you, your surroundings becoming fuzzy. Fred and George can be tough to tell apart on a good day so add

some alcohol into the mix and some might find it near impossible. You always prided yourself on the ability to tell the 2 twins apart, noticing subtle differences in their appearance and the way they spoke which helped you realise which one was which. Although the butterflies George never failed to give you when he was in the same room as you, helped you in telling who was who. However right now in this moment you were absolutely certain the redhead sitting next to you was Fred, oh how wrong you were.

“Havin’ a good night then little one?” George says, placing an arm around your shoulder in an attempt to steady your swaying body, maybe using that as an excuse to be close to you.

“Oh loads” you yell over the thumping music, “my foot is kinda sore though, actually ya know what might fix that?” George is too entertained by your drunken rambling to answer. “I think some chocolate will help, don’t ya think chocolate just fixes everything, maybe chocolate has somethin’ magical in it. Don’t you think chocolate is just delicious?” you hiccup, George nods amused.

Your eyes widen as you’re reminded of something “Oh Freddie, I think I know why I love chocolate so much” George doesn’t think he heard you right, did you just call him Fred? He goes to correct you, but you keep talking.

“Chocolate tastes so warm and sweet, it reminds me of Georges eyes, his eyes are so warm and sweet to look at” you say almost dreamingly, George shuts his mouth pretty quickly. “George has the prettiest eyes. I mean he’s got the prettiest everything. His face is like, like it was crafted by angels. And he’s so funny, everything he says makes me smile, I like him so much Freddie.”

George thinks he must be dreaming, surely he hadn’t heard you correctly. You feel your eyes growing heavier by the second, resting your head on the redhead’s shoulder.

“Freddie, promise me you won’t tell George, I couldn’t take it if he doesn’t like me back.” You say curling into his side.

George doesn’t know what to say, part of him wants to tell you that he isn’t actually Fred, that he’s George and he does like you back but the other part of him kind of feels embarrassed he didn’t say anything sooner, so he opts for:

“I’m sure he likes you too.” He doesn’t think you heard it though, judging from the light snores coming from your mouth.

At that point Alicia is back in front of them, thanking George for watching you while she was gone, with a little struggle she is walking you back to your dorm.

~~~

The next morning George is sitting with Lee and Fred in the great hall, spilling everything Y/N said last night.

“I knew she liked you!” Lee exclaims, “like she’s always staring at you during class.”

Fred chuckles “maybe she thought she was staring at me.”

George shoves him in the chest, shaking his head. The tall boy is nervous to see you today. He isn’t sure what he is going to say, George knows he needs to tell you that he feels the same way but a part of him is worried you didn’t actually mean what you said. You were very drunk and drunk people tend to say some random stuff. He doesn’t have much time to dwell over it because he spots you and Angelina walking into the great hall. Your hair is a little crazy, obviously quickly been thrown in a bun and you clearly are sporting a killer hangover but he still thinks you look divine.

“Surprised to see you up so early Y/N, you were very intoxicated last night” Lee laughs as you and Angelina sit down.

You groan, rubbing your eyes “I’m surprised too, I feel like a zombie and my ankle hurts.”

Fred laughs loudly after sending a wink Angelina’s way, “that’s probably from when you jumped off the table after your little dance performance. You went tumbling down. It was hilarious” George whacks his twin over the head, eyeing you slightly as you put some toast on your plate.

“Merlin, I don’t remember that or anything from last night to be honest. It’s all so fuzzy” you mumble as you take a large bite of your toast.

George feels his heart drop a little, although last night you hadn’t realised it was actually him you were talking to, he thought it would be easier to confess his feelings if you actually remember last night, now he was too scared.

~~~

Later that day you and Angelina are back in your dorm room laying on your bed with Alicia talking about previous night.

“What even happened last night? The last thing I remember is dancing and that’s it” you laugh as you flick through a magazine.

“So you don’t remember chatting to George on the couch before passing out? You can thank me for that Y/N, I had the brilliant idea of having George look after you while I went to fetch you some water” Alicia grins.

Alicia and Angelina were the only ones who knew of your major crush on the tall sweet redhead. Many times, they have tried to convince you to just tell George how you feel and even try to meddle themselves.

You furrow your eyebrows, trying to remember if you said anything embarrassing to the boy.

“Huh, are you sure it was George? I swear I was chatting to Fred last night” you chuckle remembering some of your conversation.

Alicia shook her head, “nope it was definitely George, I know that for a fact because when I left to get your water, I passed Fred and Angelina making out” Alicia elbows Angelina’s side who is blushing profusely.

You shrug your shoulders, “well me and George then were having a pretty weird conversation about chocolate actually. I thought it would heal my sore ankle” the girls all giggle as you continue, “it was very random we were talking about chocolate and then…” your voice fades into silence as you remember how that conversation went.

Alicia and Angelina are confused as you leap of the bed and start running out the door, “wait what happened?” you hear Angelina yell as you run out of the room.

Your heart feels like it’s going to beat out of your chest, you need to find George. You are beyond embarrassed that you basically confessed your love to George, the whole conversation becoming clearer and clearer in your brain. But you are unsure if you had dreamt the reply Fred, no George had given you as you drifted off to sleep on that couch.

You enter the common room, scanning for a particular redhead who you find sitting on the couch with Fred and Lee. You run up to the group, out of breath.

“Did you mean what you said last night?” you blurt out, feeling very, very nervous.

George break eye contact from whatever he was originally looking at and meets your eyes which are desperately searching for a response “what?” he squeaks out.

Fred and Lee share a look at each other and move from the couch, figuring out that the pair need some privacy although they do continue listening to the conversation from the other end of the common room.

“Last night. On the couch. I told you that I liked you, well, I said I liked George because I thought I was talking to Fred. And then you said ‘I’m sure he likes you too’ so do you? Like me?” you feel like your heart is going to explode and you are well aware of the multiple pairs of eyes staring at yours and Georges exchange which is making you extra scared of the potential rejection.

George nods, not really confident enough to speak right now. What you do next surprises him. If he wasn’t already sitting down, he might have fallen over with the force of you leaping towards him. You wrap your arms around his neck and press your lips to his. George immediately grips your waist and kisses you back. You can hear some people cheering in the background which makes you smile into the kiss.

You pull away slightly breathless, “that’s good then,” George chuckles and you hear Fred from somewhere behind you say rather loudly to Lee.

“Imagine if she kissed the wrong twin.”

“Shut up Fred” You and George say simultaneously.  

[quirklessidiot]

Title: filthy rich [1/3] Pairing: millionare!sakusa kiyoomi x y/n [filthy capitalist au] Genre: romance, major angst ahead ,fluff, yandere!au-ish 

Synopsis: Your luck had just run out when you realized that you flirted with danger. [400 followers special]

Warnings: language and none...yet….[although i will put a trigger warning that is a controlling, abusive, and kind of a yandere relationship] Notes: 

Happy 460 followers i- look, i know i promised a long kita fanfic but i got more inspired to finish this and write this one because djjdjdjd ,,, anyways this was originally a kpop fanfic i wrote years ago and i switched it up to an omi fanfic. I don’t condone this type of relationship, if ya see this shit on your partner, please run (i beg of you)

also eheh the remaining two requests will be posted soon so uwu

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“Hey Y/N.”

You look up from your medical textbook to find your aunt standing there with an expensive freshly pressed suit on her hand wrapped in plastic, you had been living with her along with her two younger kids in Tokyo after your parents decided to become humanitarian doctors. Wanting to explore and get out of your comfort zone, you ended up living in the big city along with your mother’s closest friend.

“Oh, hey obaasan.” you greeted, “What’s up?”

“Ah, you see, Shoyo is out now and no one will be able to deliver the suit to Sakusa-san, would you mind doing me a favor and delivering it for me?”

You shut your textbook and stood up from your chair, “Sure, uh- could I have his address?” you ask as you took the suit in plastic carefully from her hands, not wanting to damage something that cost as expensive as your tuition in med school. After saying goodbye to your aunt and carefully placing the suit at the back of your car, you drove your way to the upstate part of the city.

Your second hand car stood out like a sore thumb in the lane of expensive and flashy cars, you wanted to waltz in and out of here quickly. Following your aunt’s instruction’s, you march up to the front desk to hand the suit over to the receptionist, “I’m here to drop the laundry for Sakusa-sa-”

Before you could even finish your sentence, she snatched it away from your grasp. You narrow your eyes at her rather uncouth attitude, “Oh, cool...thanks…” you murmur, not wanting to cause a scene or pick a fight with the rude woman, you made a b-line towards the exit. Away from the judging and prying eyes of the people who were very much above you in terms of class and wealth.

The moment you step out though, you watch in horror as your car is being towed away, “Hey!” you exclaimed, hurriedly going to the worker who was writing something down on his clipboard, “Hey, wait! Please, excuse me?”

The worker turned to you with a questioning gaze as you immediately started to explain that you were in and out of the place and that you were just delivering some laundry but all you got was a shake in the head and the words, “It’s not up to me, that guy called us in.” He points his ballpen towards the man in a suit and paired with a surgical white mask on the phone, “...The parking here is for residents only and clearly you’re not one of them.” 

Your eyes almost widened at his explanation, just what was wrong with people who lived here?

You fumingly grab the piece of paper he hands to you and stuff it in your pocket as you march up to the stranger on the phone, “Hey, excuse me!” you proclaimed, there were a few on-lookers but you ignored them, you were seeing red with the treatment you’ve been receiving here. The raven-haired stranger ignores you, still on his phone so you call him out again and when you do, the darkest pair of obsidian eyes are on you.

You clenched your fists tightly as the quote ‘eat the rich’ comes into your head.

“There must be some mistake.” You began slowly, trying to put your anger at bay because you didn’t want the whole thing to escalate in public, “I’m in and out here, all i did was deliver and I didn't know-”

“Your ignorance doesn’t excuse you.”

“Excuse me?”

“Ignorance of the law excuses no one.” He simply states, “Also the car was on the way in my space and not even a parking spot.”

You let out a loud, sardonic laugh, “I’d be gone in two minutes if you waited.”

“You would’ve wasted my two minutes.” 

You clenched your fist tightly and as you were about to bite back on his snide remark, the receptionist from before intervenes, “Excuse me, he’s right. You aren’t allowed to park here.” she tries to look professional but you know she’s just siding with this idiot since he had the money.

“Right.” you nod, “You know what, fuck it, this blows. All I did was my job and I have to be shitted on because I don’t have money like Mr.fancy-pants over here.” You bellowed,your glare was intense as you turned around, stomping away before you would do anything you’d regret.

The stranger’s eyes towards you do not waver though, how interesting, he thought.

You never wanted to return to that place again, not only did you lose a lot of money to pay your toll fee for your car but you needed to buy a bunch of new books for the new semester. You groan out loud as you also realize that you needed to do a grocery run since all you had were empty packets of instant Ramen and water in your apartment.

Chunking the cue cards to the side, you made your way to the convenience store, the city was definitely alive tonight and amidst that, you look absolutely dead tired. Your eye bags were getting thicker, a few zits had popped out, and you had grown thin in an unhealthy way because of your food consumption.

Man, being in med school and being dumb wasn’t a very good combination.

Your thoughts are interrupted when your aunt calls you again and says you have to do deliveries tonight, “You remember Sakusa-san?” your aunt says on the other line.

You couldn’t help but grimace at the mention of the man and the memories of where he lived.

Man, did this Sakusa-san needed new neighbors.

“What does he need a suit for in this unholy hour?” You mentally groaned.

“He needs it for laundry, you can have the money when you pick it up.”

Your ears immediately perk up at the mention of cash, you decided to take public transportation since you didn’t want to risk getting your car toll away by that Sakusa guy’s wretched fancy-pants neighbor. Grocery shopping could wait another time, “Stupid rich people.” You muttered under your breath as you pushed open the entrance to find the same man who you despised, sitting there with a laundry basket next to him.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” You mumbled, sucking in a deep breath, you say, “Sakusa-san?”

“So I was right.” he says, pulling down his mask to reveal his sharp features, “You were the one who delivered my suit that day. It’s usually a young boy with a bike.”

Boy, this man was definitely at his prime, he was probably a good few years older than you and you bet he had the ladies swinging left and right with that face. Too bad he had a shitty attitude though.

“Well, that doesn’t give you an excuse to tow my car away.” you deadpan.

“How much do I owe you for the unfortunate accident then?” his tone was rich and low but you detected no remorse in it, it was as if waving huge chunks of money would help tremendously. The asshole couldn’t even properly say sorry to you because of the hard time you had to go through that time.

“None,” you scoffed, “Just hand me your laundry and pay the fee, we’ll call it even.”

The raven-haired man tilts his head and carefully hands you the laundry bag along with a wad of cash, your eyes immediately widen out of character, “Woah, wait-”

“For the troubles.” He simply replies, “Goodnight.”

You later found out that his full name was Sakusa Kiyoomi and not only was he rich, he was filthy rich. The man used to be a big volleyball player back or something when he was in high school and college but instead of becoming a pro player, he had inherited the family business.

“Huh, so he was a capitalist.” You stare at his picture at the morning paper which was coincidentally an article about him. You decided to forget about it, expecting to not see him after that night since Hinata had no classes or practices these upcoming weeks yet weirdly enough, he started to ask for you to pick up his laundry instead.

So you both fell into a strange routine, you’d pick up his laundry and return it the next day. He was also there to pick up his things and you no longer needed to talk to the rude receptionist. You were suspicious of him yet you decided to just overlook it, he gave good tips and he wasn’t as rude as the first time you met him, in fact, he made small conversations now and you sort of got to know the man.

You had a weird dynamic but strangely enough, it worked.

“L/N-san.” 

“Good evening,” You greeted per usual, holding out your hand yet his eyes squinted at the bandage on your hand.

“What happened.” the raven-haired man asked, his gaze zeroing on the wound that you got in one of your classes.

“I’m a med student...I cut myself instead of the cadaver in class.” you shrug nonchalantly as you wiggle your fingers, “It’s alright though, I’m not going to stain your suit that you keep putting back to the laundry for some odd reason.”

“You got hurt.”

“Happens to the best of us.”

Sakusa mutters something incoherent under his breath before saying, “I’ll take you to your car.”

“Woah there-”

The man ignores you as he walks ahead of you, this was certainly getting out of character, even for him who always asked for you, “Open it.” He orders as he points to the car door, you begrudgingly obliged and did as he said. He places the laundry inside and turns to you to give you his usual pay, “Take care of yourself next time, L/N-san.”

The very next day, your aunt hands you an expensive package of ointments on your doorstep. Your brows are furrowed together in confusion as she says that they’re from the millionaire himself. You pointedly look at the package in front of you, completely lost as to why someone like him would send something like this to the person who he wasn’t exactly close with.

“Y/N-saaaaan…” Hinata drowns, you snap your gaze from your notes to the young orange-haired boy, “I’ve got news!”

You had stopped working for your aunt since you found a job at your university’s library, not only were the hours more lax but they even minus some of the tuition as long as you worked there. It was definitely a win-win situation for you.

“What’s up, orange?” You asked.

“Remember Sakusa-san?”

You hum a reply, “What about him?”

“I think he likes you.”

You almost choke on your saliva when you heard that, this little brat, why you ought to-

“He looked really disappointed when I said that you didn’t work for us anymore.” Hinata explains, cutting your thoughts short, 

“Right.” You drawl, shaking your head, “Maybe you were just hard to look at, that’s why.”

“Hey!” He clenched his fists together and pouted at your tone, “I don’t even know why he likes you!”

You feel a vein pop in his forehead as you hear his insult,  you proceeded to chunk a pillow to his direction in which he successfully dodged, “Get your facts straight and I assure you, he doesn’t like me.” you grumbled, returning to your books.

Ultimately, you thought that you’d never see Sakusa Kiyoomi ever again. It was fairly obvious that outside your job, someone of high caliber as him was someone you’d never see again yet you're immediately thrown off guard when you find him standing there around your campus.

Your eyes widen in surprise, well what do you know? it was the devil himself.

“Sakusa-san.”

“L/N-san.”

Man, you may not have seen him for a month or two but despite wearing the mask, you could tell that  e still sported the same blank and basic bitch face behind it. Hinata was wrong in all ways, this guy wouldn’t like you, he’d probably deem you too low class for him, “What a surprise, it’s been a while.” You stiffly bowed down.

“You’re acting weird.” 

You raise your gaze to meet his and you could see the glint of amusement in his eyes.

“You’re most likely a guest in the university.” You mumbled, scratching your head, “People might come at me if I treated you as casually as before.”

Sakusa raises his brow, “That’s funny coming from someone who was this close to punching me during our first meeting.”

“You were being a dick that time.”

“How you have guts to say that to my face amazes me every time.”

“Oh yeah?” You chortled, amused by his statement, “I’m starting to think you’ve taken a liking on me.”

“Was it not obvious when I kept asking for you from Hinata-san?”

You immediately choke on the coffee you were sipping, burning your tongue in the process, “Okay what the hell, sakusa-san-” you said in between coughs.

Your freeze up when you look at him dead in the eye, his eyes crinkling, was he smiling behind the mask? No way, the Sakusa Kiyoomi was smiling at you? He pulls down his mask and bends down, making you retract your steps and your cheeks flush to a brightly red color, “You’re turning red.” he points out loud and that makes you turn even redder.

“You’re acting weird.”

“You were getting dense.” 

“How was I supposed to know...to know that…” You try to stutter out, completely embarrassed.

“To know what?” 

“You know what.” You grumbled, standing up a bit straighter and ignoring his teasing tone, “I’m not interested in you.”

“Your red cheeks say otherwise.”

“It’s the cold weather.” You harshly replied, looking away again, trying to avoid his gaze, “I’m not interested in a boyfriend, a flirting partner, or whatever that is. So good day!” 

You immediately stomp away, leaving Sakusa Kiyoomi with an amused smirk. How entertaining and adorable, you looked like a bunny. His cute bunny.

A few days had passed from that little interaction and you wanted to hurl yourself out the window whenever you thought about it. Sakusa Kiyoomi? The filthy rich capitalist Sakusa Kiyoomi? Interested in you? What kind of k-drama was this?

You tried to avoid going out much in the campus, Apparently he was around after he donated half a million to the medicine department.

You immediately groaned out loud at the thought, there was in no way that all this was possible!

“L/N-san.”

You immediately jump on the spot and drop your keys, “Holy fucking-” You pause, biting back your tongue, there he stood sporting a casual attire instead of a business suit and his usual face mask,  “Sakusa-san?”

“Kiyoomi.” He smoothly corrects.

“Nice. Very nice.” You dryly replied, “Heard you donated half a million and some new equipment to our department. Sweet.”

“You don’t look that happy.”

“I mean you basically confessed that you were interested then decided to donate to my department only.” You narrow your eyes suspiciously, “You remind me of a sugar daddy.”

“Well,” He shrugged, “You didn’t exactly deny that you wanted one.”

Your brain immediately short-circuits as you try to stutter out a reply, Sakusa looked like he’d been having a field day. Gone was the fiery girl he met a few months ago, he really knew what to say to reduce you to a stuttering mess.

“I’m kidding, L/N-san.” he deadpanned when he realized that you weren’t giving him a straight answer since your mind was jumbled up, “It was purely coincidental, we’ve been eyeing certain medicine departments and yours was performing top-notch. It doesn’t mean that I’m any less interested in taking you out.”

“You do know I’m poor right…” You sweatdrop, “I could easily take advantage of you-”

“One date, L/N-san…” he says, ignoring your very weak argument, “Just one then I’ll let you go.”

You don’t know why but you ended up saying yes that day.

You didn’t know what to expect on your first date and you had your fingers cross the whole time that he wouldn’t take you to an expensive michelin star restaurant since you didn’t have the clothes for the place.

Thankfully, the date was more casual than you expected, it was in his home and he had  cooked the meal himself.

“You’re looking oddly relieved.”

“I can’t function well in expensive restaurants.” You sweatdrop, covering your awkwardness with a laugh. You’ve never gone on dates before, the idea of being intimate with someone had made you feel awkward and bothered. 

“I’m not a big fan of public areas so I assure you we're not going on those anytime soon.” 

“Well aren’t you getting confident.” You raise a brow, teasing him a bit as you start to pick on the beef with your chopsticks.

“Call it a gut feeling, L/N-san.”

“Y/N.”

“What?”

“You asked me to call you Kiyoomi and well,” you turn red once again, “Well it would be awkward if you were all formal with me.”

You saw the small twinkle in his eyes, “Y/N.” your name rolls out of his tongue smoothly and you feel your heart hammering on your chest, “I like that, Y/N…” 

It was in that little moment that you realized that you liked it when he called your name.

The dinner went by without a hitch, Sakusa Kiyoomi was not the same arrogant man that the media portrayed him to be. He was quiet, understanding, and soft. Completely the opposite of the first day you met him. He urged you to talk more about yourself, saying how boring and open his life was since the media tailed him a lot.

“Why Tokyo?” 

“Why not?” You shrug, swishing the wine before taking a small sip, “It’s a great place, it’s new, and I had someone I knew here. My mom and Obaasan were good friends so I was allowed to move here on my own.”

“Are you coming back to your country if you’re done with your studies?”

You were silent for a moment, “I don’t think so. I wanna be like my parents.”

“A humanitarian doctor, huh?”

“Yeah.” You smile, “A humanitarian doctor. How about you? What’s your story?”

“Nothing interesting.” He glazed, “I’m an open book, Y/N.”

“Open book?” You tilt your head to the side, “You’re usually painted as an asshole by the media…”

“But you don’t believe it.”

“You kinda were when we first met.”

For the first time, you hear his soft chuckle and your heart starts beating fast. You liked that sound, you wanted to hear something like that again, “You always know how to amuse me, Y/N.” he shakes his head, “And for the record, just because I’m not comfortable with touches, public places and whatnot does not make me an asshole...I just am a very private person with interests…”

“What’s your interest now?”

“You.” He replied nonchalantly, making you look away..

“Stop.”

“What?”

“Stop doing that.”

“Doing what?”

“Flirting with me with a straight face like you mean it!” You choke out, turning red.

“Because I do mean it, Y/N.” He shrugs. “I am interested in you.”

It seemed like that little date you had turned out more successful than you thought, one date led to another and another. This went on for a few months until he asked you to be his partner one night at a very random place, you usually pictured Sakusa Kiyoomi to be the smooth type     you were, after all, always the stuttering mess between you two     but when he asks you to be his officially, outside the public restroom of all places with his ear tips turning red, your reduced to a heaping pile of giggles.

With men like him, you didn’t exactly expect anything more than the dates.

You should’ve known better that he was too good to be true.

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[parvulous-writings]

Slightly Unexpected // McCree x reader

Request:  Can I make a request were McCree meets a new member of the team who happens to be a field medic with a big St. Bernard named Bosco. Everyone didn’t know that Bosco could speak except for Winston and soldier 76. And I mean he has the same intelligence as a human type. Like McCree finds out that his S/Os dog can speak during a mission when she hast to save him and drag him to a safe spot to be patched up.  i’ve been obsessing over the creek for the past week and a half and this seems like a very funny idea that’s been playing in my mind for the past few days lol

Requested by: @wolvesbrigade

Summary: The request

Warnings: Violence, mention of injuries and blood

Words: 1.2K

Notes:Did I make Bosco sassy? Maybe. My requests are currently open! My pinned post (found here) contains both a list of characters I write for, and a masterlist!

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Initially, the assignment for the small team you supported was going incredibly well. Almost too well. There were four of you in all- a very small team indeed, but you didn’t need to go for overkill for this. It was merely defense, and of a small area to boot. It should’ve been fairly simple.  Key words; Should have. As the battle wore on and on, you got a sinking feeling in your gut that you had severely underestimated the adversaries you were facing. How could you tell this? Well, in part because of how much you’re having to heal your teammates, but also because of how the more experienced in the team were starting to show signs of struggle. Jack Morrison- Soldier 76 to the masses- was one of the ones starting to struggle, having to slowly fall back to be able to deal with the enemy personnel safely. 

The more tank-like colleague of yours had also started to draw close to the rest of the group, raising his shield to defend both the old soldier and yourself, as one last member on your team strayed out into the field, all by himself. This rugged vigilante was the gunslinger Jesse McCree- known by most to be an outlaw, and known to you specifically to be a man who makes almost nothing but reckless decisions. You were doing your best to help the two closest to you, with the aid of your loyal companion Bosco. The St Bernard was the one who held the majority of your healing capsules- modeled partially after Ana’s which served largely the same purpose. He’d ferry them back and forth between the two allies defending the point, whilst you helped Morrison dispatch your foes with your small firearm.

You had just about managed to get your feet stuck in the ground where you were supposed to be defending, when you heard a raspy voice through your earpiece: “I need.. I need some help over here!”  It was Jesse, sounding out of breath, and in a reasonable amount of pain. You give a gentle sigh- it came as no surprise to your that it was McCree that was the first to essentially get downed. You looked to your companion, giving a low whistle to get his attention away from Reinhardt. “Bosco! Let’s get moving!” And with that, the pair of you dove into fire, taking out the lackeys that stood between you and the teammate who needed your assistance. For those you didn’t take down yourself, Bosco tackled and tore at them as they tried to take aim towards you- trying to take you out and weaken your team. 

It took you a few minutes to find Jesse, who had managed to drag himself into a small corner, where he was able to stake out and defend himself with his peacekeeper. He had a rather nasty looking wound on his leg- a large, bloody patch around a bullet hole in his trouser leg. Bosco was the first of you two to approach him, looking him over for any other sign of any other, more life threatening injuries. The hound glanced over to you, his collar- designed especially for Bosco by Winston himself, based on similar technology used for Hammond the hamster- allowed him to inform you of what was McCree’s injury as you caught up and approached them.  “Thankfully I think the bullet has missed the femoral artery.” You weren’t caught off-guard by the friendly yet oddly monotonous voice of your dog, but McCree certainly was. His jaw was almost in his lap- he had never actually been out in the field with you and Bosco, and Morrison had clearly failed to warn him of the collar and unique intelligence of your companion. 

“The- the- he can-” McCree stuttered, and had Bosco been able to, he would have rolled his eyes. “Talk, yes. Thank you for the observation, Agent McCree, I hadn’t yet noticed.” Bosco replied sarcastically. Whilst they were conversing, you pulled two bandages from the pack around your waist- one to tie at least a fairly secure tourniquet, the other to dress his wound. Bosco took a small capsule from the bag draped over his back, breaking it carefully in his jaw over the wound and letting the golden liquid drip over the bloody hole in Jesse’s thigh. McCree winced, as the wound started to heal- but it would take a few minutes to heal properly, so you still fastened a makeshift tourniquet after dressing his wound. Bosco then nuzzled himself under Jesse’s arm, trying to pull him to his feet. You started to help, taking both of the cowboy’s hands in your own. 

“You never told me the old dog could talk!” Jesse exclaimed through heavy breaths as you started to help him back towards the rest of your team.  “Not that old,” Bosco pointed out, along with a computer generated sigh.  “Ah... Sorry, Bosco.” The gunslinger replied, awkwardly.  “Didn’t really have the need to mention it... Sorry, Jesse.” You chuckled as the two beings you held dearest fully interacted for the first time. You actually thought Jesse was taking it fairly well- you had expected a much more... Dramatic display.  “Well, uh, thank you, both of you, for comin’ to fetch me...” Jesse chuckled as you finally rejoined the other half of your team. You sat the Southerner down near a piece of debris- where he could still shoot the odd enemy, but also rest his leg until a dropship arrived for you all. Bosco went and sat beside him, ready to move him should the barrier finally break and the group of you be overrun by those fighting against you. 

Thankfully, you didn’t have to wait too long before you heard the familiar whir of an  engine as the dropship started to approach from overhead. You had defended your point for long enough, now Overwatch’s own metallic forces were able to fight back instead of their valuable living soldiers. Bosco now started to help the injured gunslinger to his feet, and you soon joined to assist him onto the dropship. The man gave you a thankful look- a rarity from someone like Jesse.  “You know... I’d like to take some tips from ya about satyin’ alive during combat... You seem to do it pretty darn well, so you seem like one of the best people to ask. Maybe we could discuss it over dinner?” He suggested, a smirk-like grin spreading over his lips.  “Are you asking me out, McCree?” You ask him with a chuckle. He shrugs and nods slightly.  “I might be... Is there any harm in that?” He asked you, a hint of sheepishness in his tone.  “Only if you try anything funny.” Bosco jumped in, which caused both you and McCree to laugh.

“Don’t worry, I won’t try anything... Jus’ want to be a gentleman...” He looked to you, “If you’ll let me, o’ course...” He chuckled, and you smiled softly, beginning to nod at his words.  “Alright... But only if neither of us are cooking.” You gestured between you and him, laughing gently as he nodded in agreement.  “I was gonna suggest the same thing, darlin’.” He told you, “So, you got a date in mind?”  “Saturday? Maybe... Half eight?” You suggested, and he nods eagerly.  “Sounds brilliant, sugar.” 

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[aerynwrites]

Specter

Boba Fett x F!Reader

A/N: For @autumnleaves1991-blog Writer Wednesday! I had a lot of fun with this one as Sci-Fi is definitely my passion when it comes to writing, watching, reading stuff! So I guess a little backstory with this, is my inspirations for the reader came from the above image (left) as well as kind of mixing that with the idea of The Winter Soldier/Bucky from the MCU. Also I loved the idea of Boba facing an opponent that hes never faced before and getting his ass beat lol. So...here ya go! I hope you all enjoy! <3

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: fighting, guns, and knives.

Specter: Specter refers a ghost, or something that is widely feared or is a source of terror or dread.

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In all his years as a bounty hunter traveling the galaxy, It still surprises Boba sometimes that he doesn’t know all of the planets. Granted he is usually only called to the same ones over and over. So, seeing a new planet is something that causes surprise to tug at the edges of his mind. This is how he feels when the bounty he receives is said to be last spotted on a rather large yet secluded planet by the name of Zonuc. The memory of the exchange a few days ago replays in his mind as the ramp to Slave I lowers.

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“I’ve never even heard of this planet before, and you expect me to fly triple the distance I usually do to capture a bounty that you can’t even give me any information on? No age. No species. No name-”

“I gave you a name,” the client interrupts, waving his withering hand dismissively. The client is a wrinkly old Zabrak bastard who has caused Boba more frustration in the last half hour than he’s experienced in years.

“No,” he barks, “You have me an alias, which isn’t that helpful when they can just dump it for a new one whenever they please.”

The Zabrak rolls his eyes, “I was told you were the best. If you feel this is too much of a challenge I can just find someone else to-”

“Save your ultimatums for someone else, Kar,” Boba snaps, “I’ll get them. But I expect heavy compensation for the trouble this causes me.”

Kar sneers at the bounty hunter, “If you manage to bring them back to me alive, I assure you,” he leans back in his chair, “you will never have to worry about credits again.”

Boba scoffs before turning on his heel and leaving to find his bounty.

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The sight that greets Boba as the ramp of Slave I opens before him, is definitely different than anything he’s seen. Immediately he is struck with a familiarity. The city he’s landed in is teeming with life, bustling streets, towering buildings, neon signs hanging everywhere. It reminds him of Coruscant but less…refined. This place is definitely a place where those who want to disappear go. This place also reeks of trouble and shady dealings. What strikes him as the most odd however, is the people that seem to inhabit the place.

They look like humanoid droids. But not the kind that can’t do anything but follow their master around and translate languages. No. These things look like humanoids that have been transformed into machines. 

Boba treads carefully - senses on high alert while also listening to the tracking fob that beeps steadily at his side. He spends his first few hours on the planet trying to simply get his bearings, finally having found a non-robotic person to ask about the place. He learns that the people that inhabit the planet in majority are called Exos, a species he’s never heard of. He also finds that this place is exactly what he thought it to be - 

A place for criminals and wanted people to come and live and thrive in a life of crime. A safe haven for those on the run from people like him. 

He huffed at that information. No place is ever truly safe, and as his tracking fob starts to beep faster, he knows he’s about to teach that lesson to yet another bounty. 

He follows where the tracking fob leads him, surprised that the bounty does not seem to be moving. Finally, he rounds a corner at the end of the street he is on and he immediately feels when the bounty clocks him. You are at a stall in a marketplace in the middle of the street. He sees you turn to look just as he rounds the corner and he immediately recognizes the mask from the pictures shown to him by Kar. It's black, with orange glowing detail around the visor, creating a haunting effect. The second that visor lands on Fett, you turn on your heel and sprint in the opposite direction. 

The hunter curses to himself and gives chase.

He has faced many different bounties in his lifetime, but this one is the first that he has ever had a sliver of a doubt about. The way you dart nimbly through the streets before literally leaping off of walls to reach the roof tops, giving you a height advantage. Fett follows as best he can with his jet pack, but between dodging speeders and hanging signs he loses sight of you. For a moment, as he lands in a side alley, he thinks he actually lost the bounty. 

Until the fob at his side starts going haywire. 

He glances up above him and raises an arm just as you come crashing down onto him, razor sharp blade glancing off his vambrace as you land. Fett pulls his blaster from it’s holster and aims faster than most could blink, but not fast enough for you. You reach out and grab the end of his blaster before it even reaches chest level, and you yank it from his grip with a force that strikes a tinge of concern into hunters mind. He watches in utter shock as you break the solid metal in half over your knee before rearing back and throwing a knife in his direction. He barely dodges it and immediately reaches for his own blade to defend the attack he knows is coming. This time he is at least able to draw his weapon completely before you are on him again. 

You go to throw a punch at his head, and on instinct he leans into it, used to his opponent crumpling in pain once their fist makes contact with the solid metal. However, this time, he is the one that stumbles when a deafening ringing fills his ears as metal connects with metal.

Wait - metal on metal?

He glances up from where his eyes fell to the floor to see you rearing back to hit him again, and he just manages to finally realize what is happening. The black color of your hand that he had assumed were gloves, is actually smooth metal.

He’s fighting a fucking robot. 

Before he can dwell on it too long however, he dodges another blow and thrusts his blade forward and up with the intent of burying the blade in your stomach. But before he can, you reach out and wrap your fingers around the blade - stopping it in its path. You wretch the weapon from his hands before landing a herculean blow to his chest, sending the man flying backwards into the wall behind him. He collapses to the ground in a heap and is forced to watch as you snap his blade in half too before approaching the downed hunter. He can see that you think you’ve beaten him, and perhaps you have to some extent. But Boba Fett is not going out of this galaxy sitting on his ass.

So, just as you approach him, he swings his feet out and takes your own from beneath you. And in a puzzling turn of events, he reaches for the mask on your face instead of a weapon at his side. His fingers just manage to slip the plastoid from your head before a boot is placed into his stomach and he is flung backwards with otherworldly strength once more. This time, he is again surprised to feel his helmet being ripped from his head, watching as you launch it down the alley way before hauling him to sit upright against the wall.  

You crouch down in front of him, and it's then that he finally gets a closer look at the first bounty that has bested him. The first thing he thinks is that you’re pretty. too pretty to be hiding behind some mask. The second thing he notices is the rhythmic whirring and clicking of the mechanics coming from the, what he can see now, is two mechanical arms. 

He huffs, cringing at the stabbing pain in his side as you glare at him. “So, what are you anyway?” he finally asks, eyes tracing over your arms once more before returning to your face, “I feel like I at least deserve an answer before you kill me.”

Your head tilts to the side slightly at his words, and unbeknownst to him, similar thoughts to his own are running through your head. You find the bounty hunter somewhat attractive and very intriguing

“All you need to know is one thing-” you finally breathe, and Boba finds himself entranced by your voice, “Come after me again...And I won’t go easy on you.” 

You stand then, but not before shoving the man back into the wall harshly. You scoop up your mask and slip it back over your face and turn to exit the alley way, leaving the defeated bounty hunter on the ground.

“That was taking it easy on me?” Boba huffs out a laugh and shakes his head.

You pause and turn to look over your shoulder, visor glowing ominously as you say, “I don’t think you want to find out.” and then, with a mighty leap, you disappear into the rooftops.

Boba lets out a defeated sigh as you leave his eyesight, yet, he can’t help the way his lips tug up at the corners slightly. 

“I don’t know princess,” he mumbles to himself, letting out a low groan as he finally stands, “I think I want a rematch.”

And in that moment, in a damp ally on an unknown planet, Boba decides that he isn’t done with you yet. Not by a long shot.

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C.O.A.P.A - Tom Holland || 1

Title: Chronicles of a Pregnant Assistant Pairing: Platonic!Tom x Assistant!Reader Requested? Nah 3,567 words

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DISCLAIMER: *This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either products or the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.*

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Your adventures as Tom Holland’s pregnant assistant.

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When Harrison told Tom that he would no longer be his assistant, Tom was sad that he wouldn’t be able to travel around with his best mate anymore. Although, he understood Harrison’s reasons. After all, Tom was very supportive of his best mate’s career like how supportive Harrison is with him. Tom was just upset is all. But Tom knew that it was time to move on and find another assistant. Unfortunately, he wasn’t able to check out the applicants because he was too busy to do so. He gave Harry the job and after interviewing many, many applicants, Harry finally found the right assistant.

“Welcome!” Harry greeted with a smile. “You have no idea how happy I am to see you again.”

You smiled back and said, “Thanks for hiring me.”

Harry showed you around on set and taught you the things that you should know and you got to meet Tom too which was cool. The first few days, Harry was glued to your side because you were still getting the hang of your new job. After a week, you were already able to do things on your own without Harry (which kind of bummed Harry out because he enjoyed your company).

It was lunchtime and you were on your way to buy yourself two cheeseburgers and large fries when Tom and Harry saw you on your way out.

“Hey, Y/N!” Tom waved you over. You walked to him and said, “Yeah?”

“Nothing.” Tom laughed. “Where ya off to?”

“I’m going to buy lunch. I’m craving two cheeseburgers and large fries.” You chuckled shyly.

“That sounds like a lot.” Harry said with raised eyebrows.

You nodded slowly and said, “Well, of course it’s a lot. I’m eating for two after all.”

“Eating for t-” Tom cut himself off with a gasp. “You’re pregnant?!” He shrieked loudly, causing everyone around you to look at the three of you.

“Who’s pregnant?” The director, Sheila, asked as she approached the three of you.

“Y/N’s pregnant.” Harry answered.

Sheila smiled and asked, “Really? How far along are you?”

“Three months tomorrow.” You smiled. “I’m not really sure if I’m showing or if I’m bloated. It could be both, but either way, as long as the baby’s healthy, I’m good.”

“I was the same when I was pregnant with my first born.” Sheila reminisced.

“How many kids do you have?” You asked politely. You could use advice from not-first-time moms.

“I have three.” Sheila grinned. “My husband was really helpful.”

“Speaking of husbands, where’s the baby’s father?” Tom asked with furrowed eyebrows. “I mean, I don’t see you calling anyone or whatever.”

“He left, so I’m raising this baby alone.” You said. “So, thanks for hiring me, Harry.”

“You’re welcome.” Harry said. “I’ll go out and buy your lunch. My treat, okay? Just sit back and relax.” Before you could say anything, Harry left to buy lunch for you, him, and Tom.

“Yeah, we can stay in my trailer! It’s really comfy there and I have little snacks.” Tom smiled and grabbed your arm. “Let’s go!”

“I’ll talk to you later, Y/N!” Sheila called out with a chuckle.

“Okay!” You said loudly as Tom took you to his trailer.

When you got there, he made you sit on the tiny couch and made sure you were comfortable. When he was done, he just stood there and looked at you which made you feel awkward.

“You know,” You spoke first. “I should be the one doing this to you because you’re the talent.”

“But you need it more than me because you’re pregnant.” Tom said. “Also, I’m not letting you be alone with this pregnancy. We’re friends now and friends help each other.”

“That’s so sweet of you. Thank you.” You smiled as your eyes began to water. You were truly touched with the gesture. Harry arrived after a while and all three of you ate together.

Fourth Month

Tom kept his word and helped you with your pregnancy. He read articles and books and he regularly checked on you in between shooting. Today you weren’t going to work in the morning because you had a check up and Harry temporarily took your place. Tom forgot about this and he was upset when he didn’t see you.

“Where’s Y/N?” Tom asked Harry when they took a five minute break.

“She has her check up, remember? She’ll be here after lunch.” Harry answered, not looking up from his clipboard.

Tom’s eyes widened in shock before breaking out into a smile, “Oh my god, Harry!”

“What?” Harry looked at him.

“She’s four months pregnant.” Tom said and he had a look on his face as he’s hinting at something.

“Okay and…?” Harry asked, not getting it.

“This means she gets to know the gender of the baby now. I’m so excited!” Tom grinned.

“Oh, really? Let’s wait for her to get here, then.” Harry chuckled.

You arrived thirty minutes after lunch. Everyone greeted you and asked how the baby was. Ever since everyone on set found out about your pregnancy, they kept asking about you, the baby, and giving you advice. Apparently, the majority of the people on set are married and they have kids.

“Y/N!!” Tom excitedly ran up to you. “How was your check up?” He asked as he took your bag from you as both of you walked to his trailer.

“You don’t have to carry my b- okay..” You chuckled. “Thanks and my check up was good! The baby’s healthy and I’m healthy.”

“That’s amazing!” Tom said as he looked at you expectantly. “Is there anything else?”

“What do you mean?” You asked, even though you knew what he was talking about. The suspense was killing him.

“Y/N!” He whined. “What’s the baby’s gender?”

You closed your mouth and gave him a playful look. You shrugged and he sighed, sort of upset that you wouldn’t tell him. His mood quickly changed when he said, “Are you planning a gender reveal?!”

“Mhm.” You nod.

Tom smiled. He asked shyly, “...Am I invited?”

“Don’t be silly. Of course, you’re invited! You and Harry are invited.” You said before getting inside the trailer. Harry gave you a quick rundown of what happened and you nod along, trying to catch up. Tom was watching the two of you as he settled your bag on the little table.

Harry helped you put the equipment for assistants on and noticed that you were already showing. He gasped and said, “I see your baby bump! That’s so cool!”

“What? I wanna see!” Tom exclaimed and stood in front of you as he bent down a bit and saw your baby bump. “Wow. You really are growing a little life in there. I can already tell that you’ll be an amazing mum.”

You looked down and grinned, “Thank you!”

Tom stood up straight and smiled at you before telling Harry about your gender reveal. The gender reveal will happen on the weekend because all of you weren’t working. To say that Tom is excited was an understatement. He was BEYOND excited. He already felt attached to your baby.

The weekend came faster than you thought and before you knew it, you were getting ready for your small gender reveal party at your apartment. You were re-checking everything when you heard a knock on your door.

You walked to your door and opened it only to reveal Tom and Harry. You glanced at your watch before looking back at them, “You guys are an hour early.” You chuckled and let them in.

“We wanted to hang out and help you set up.” Tom said as he looked around your pastel pink and pastel blue decorated apartment. “But it looks like you’re done.”

“I’m kind of done. I just need to put frosting on the cupcakes and I need to arrange the chocolate bars and then I have to take a shower and get ready.” You said as you closed the door.

“We can help! I can frost the cupcakes and Tom can do the chocolate thing.” Harry said.

“Yeah! You can trust us.” Tom said, raising his right hand as if he was pledging allegiance to something.

You looked at the two of them and asked if they were sure. You could do it yourself anyway and you didn’t want Tom and Harry to do anything. They were your guests and Tom was still your boss. But they gently shooed you away from the kitchen and told you that they’ll be okay with it and you shouldn’t worry about it. They were right and soon other guests arrived.

Everything went smoothly and it was now time to reveal the gender of your baby. There was a big balloon over your head and you were holding a pin to pop the balloon. Everyone was filming the whole thing and they all counted to three for you to pop the balloon. When you heard them reach ‘three’, you brought the pin to the balloon and popped it. Blue confetti fell out and everyone shouted for joy.

“Oh my god!” Tom squealed as he continued filming the whole thing on his phone. He panned his phone camera around the room to see everyone congratulating you and some of them were pulling you in a hug. He stopped filming and put his phone back in his pocket. He looked at you and smiled because he couldn’t believe that you, his close friend, will become a mum.

“She’ll be a great mum.” Harry said as he took pictures of the happy environment. Tom nodded in agreement and muttered, “Yeah, she will.”

Fifth Month

You went to work while rubbing your lower back; trying to soothe the pain. As if on cue, Harry jogs over to you and grabs your bag. “You know, you shouldn’t really carry stuff.” Harry said as he put on your backpack and held your hand to walk.

“Yes, but important stuff is in there. Also, I can walk. My back just hurts.” You winced in pain. You both arrived at the trailer and Harry opened the door for you.

“Thanks, Harry.” You smiled and walked in.

“You’re welcome!” He said and shut the door behind him.

“There’s my favorite pregnant lady!” Tom exclaimed when he saw you. He was in the makeup chair when he saw you. He was smiling. You greeted him and the makeup artist before sitting down on the couch. You were tired already and your feet were swollen. You took out your water bottle from your backpack that Harry set down on the table in front of you and drank from it.

“Y/N.” Tom said as he looked at you through the mirror. You looked up at him and raised an eyebrow as you kept drinking your water. “You’re… glowing.” He said with a sweet smile.

“I agree.” Harry chimed in.

“It’s the pregnancy glow.” The makeup artist, Raffy, said. “My sister was glowing too when she was pregnant. How far along are you, love?” He asked as he checked the makeup on Tom’s face.

“Five months now.” You smiled.

“Ahh, I see.” Raffy said. “I bet you’re having a hard time sleeping.”

You nodded frantically and said, “I couldn’t sleep at all last night because I can’t find the right sleeping position and he’s kicking me a lot. I’m also very hungry.”

“Do you know what you’ll name him?” Tom gushed. “I have ideas already.”

You chuckled and said, “I have a few names in mind. I have it written down on a notebook actually.”

“Oooh, interesting.” Tom said.

“He’s just saying that so you could name the baby after him.” Harry snickered.

“That’s not true! It’s genuinely interesting to know that she has her own list, but I also want the baby to be named after me. My name is really adorable.” Tom argued. Raffy did the finishing touches on Tom’s makeup before packing up his things and leaving.

“Will Harry take my place?” You asked.

“What do you mean?” Tom questioned.

“You know… for when I leave.”

“You’re leaving?!” Tom frowned. “You can’t leave! You’re my best assistant.”

“I meant when I’m on maternity leave.” You chuckled.

“Oh. Yes, Harry will take your place then.” Tom confirmed. “How long will you be gone?”

“I’ll leave on my seventh month, don’t worry. I can still take care of you, child.” You joked causing Harry to laugh and Tom to playfully glare at you.

“What’re you doing this weekend?” Harry asked you.

“I’m taking prenatal classes.” You answered.

“I don’t even know what that is, but that sounds so responsible of you.” Tom said as he actually clapped his hands for you. You giggled and grabbed a snack from your backpack before happily eating it.

“Any baby updates?” Tom asked, his eyes full of excitement. You were chewing your food when your eyes widened in realization when you remembered that you haven’t told them about what your doctor said.

“You can talk to the baby now!” You said giddily as Tom and Harry looked at you, amazed at the new information you gave them. “The baby’s learning how to recognize voices now and he can hear better than before. So, you can talk to him.”

Tom immediately knelt down in front of you and started talking, “Hey lil guy! I’m Tom and I can’t wait to meet you! I think your mum’s really cool for being a single mum and you’re in good hands. She loves you, I can tell.”

“Just don’t give her a hard time, yeah? She’s already going through so much just to bring you into this world all happy and healthy. Be good, okay? If you’re good, I promise to buy you all the toys that you want. I love you already, kiddo. You’ll do great things.”

Sixth Month

It was your day off and you were laying down comfortably on the couch. You were watching The Office when you heard a knock on your door. You paused the show and sighed loudly. “Wait a second!” You shouted as you struggled to get out of the couch gracefully. When you successfully got up, you walked to the door, left hand on your belly and opened the door with your right hand.

“Hey!” Tom smiled and walked in with a big red binder in hand.

“Okay, sure. Make yourself at home.” You playfully rolled your eyes and closed the door. He placed himself on the couch and waited for you to sit next to him. When you did, he turned to you excitedly and said, "Okay so I feel like I've upgraded from acquaintance to friend to close friend and now, to best friend."

You chuckled and nodded for him to continue knowing he wasn't finished yet. He picked up the red binder that was decorated with baby related stickers and showed it to you.

"This is my project." Tom said as he put it back on the table. "I've been doing this since last month, so I'm very prepared."

"What exactly is that?" You laughed.

"Baby shower ideas, silly! I want to plan it, but I'll make sure it'll cater to your needs." Tom said proudly.

He opened the binder and showed you all the things he thought of for your baby shower. Tom already thought of the color scheme (and back up colors in case you didn't like what he picked), the venue, the virtual invitation designs (with Harry's help of course), the food, the music, basically everything. He went all out and it was full of details.

"This is actually really impressive, Tom." You said in amazement as you flicked through the binder.

For the rest of the day, you and Tom planned your baby shower and you honestly couldn't wait for it.

Seventh & Eighth Month

Ever since you started your maternity leave, Tom has been calling you everyday and he makes sure that you’re eating right. He was getting busier and busier and he’s so bummed that he couldn’t visit you especially now that you could barely move around.

At this point, your baby was becoming more active and responsive. Your belly was growing and your feet were swollen and sometimes you cry whenever you see your clothes from before you were pregnant. You already thought of a name for your baby boy and thanks to Harry, he helped you babyproof your car and your whole apartment.

You weren’t doing anything extreme and you felt so bad that you took exercising for granted because exercising while pregnant was peak difficulty. Everyday you were learning more and more about your baby boy. And so far, here’s what you knew:

- Whenever he kicks a lot, your singing or humming makes him stop.

- He moves around a lot when he hears Tom’s voice.

- He’s constantly hungry.

- You feel him stretching to wake you up in the morning.

You feel really good that you’re bonding with your baby and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

Ninth Month & Labor

You were really thankful that your mum would be able to temporarily live with you. After all, you needed all the help you could get. Your baby boy was healthy and you honestly couldn’t wait to see him. Tom and Harry were visiting today and you haven’t seen them in a while, so it was nice to see familiar faces.

“Hi baby!” Harry said to your belly, making you laugh. “I’m Harry and, uh, we all want to see you now. We’re all really excited!”

Tom turned to you and asked, “Is there anything you need? I feel like you should double check the baby bag and maybe there are still places in the apartment that need baby proofing.”

“I’ve got it covered, Tom. I promise.” You smiled. “Thank you for checking up on me, though.”

“That’s what friends are for.” Tom grinned.

A few days later, your water broke and your mum rushed you to the hospital. You weren’t able to tell anyone about it because it all happened so fast. You were just on the couch scrolling through Instagram and then it happened.

After fourteen hours of labor, your baby boy was born.

You were cradling your newborn when your mum took a picture of the moment and sent it to you. You weren’t able to see it until your son was placed in the hospital bassinet next to your bed. You grabbed your phone and saw that your mum sent you the photo she took of you and your son. You smiled and posted it on Instagram. Not much caption was needed. You only wrote down the date and a red heart next to it.

Tom didn’t go on social media often, but a little voice inside his head told him that he should open Instagram right now. Going with his gut, he opened Instagram and as soon as he opened it, the first picture that popped up was yours. His jaw dropped and he called for Harry.

“What?” Harry said as he jogged over to where Tom was.

“Y/N gave birth!” Tom exclaimed as he showed the picture to Harry. Tom looked at his brother whose jaw was also dropped in shock.

“Oh my god!” Harry said. “We should visit her.” Tom simply nodded and decided that they should go after work, so they could stay there without work interrupting them.

After work, Tom and Harry quickly went to the store to buy a few things for you and the baby before going to the hospital. They arrived an hour later and you weren’t expecting any visitors at all. Your mum opened the door and saw the two of them.

“Mum, who is it?” You asked quietly as you breastfed your son.

“It’s Tom and Harry.” Tom said. You smiled to yourself and told your mum to let them in. She lets them in and they gasp when they see the baby boy.

“He’s so precious!” Harry gushed.

“What’s his name?” Tom smiled softly as he set the gifts down.

“Laurence Evander Y/L/N.” You grinned. “Laurence comes from Little Women, so you can call him ‘Laurie’ and I just really like the name Evander because of the meaning.”

“What does it mean?” Harry asked.

“It means good man.” You answered as you stopped breastfeeding him. The two men looked away as you fixed your hospital gown. “Do you guys want to hold him?”

“Yes please.” Tom said, looking at Laurie in awe. He went closer to you and you carefully handed Laurie to him. Tom wanted to cry as soon as you placed Laurie in his arms. He looked at you with glassy eyes, “You did a good job, Y/N. He’s amazing.”

You smiled at him as you leaned back to watch them. Tom was whispering sweet nothings to Laurie and at one point, Laurie held onto Tom’s index finger causing Tom to finally let out his tears.

Harry asked if he could carry Laurie and you agreed, of course. Tom carefully passed Laurie to Harry and he was quick to notice some of your features on Laurie.

“He’s beautiful.” Harry complimented. “Just like you.”

You smiled shyly, “Thank you.”

“We got gifts for you.” Tom piped up as he arranged the gifts in the corner before turning to you with a sincere smile, “Welcome to motherhood.”

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[professorrw]

All I Want, Remus Lupin Fanfiction

Chapter Two

Warnings: eventual smut, death, violence, swearing, age gap, slight angst, major spoilers for Deathly Hallows

AN: Comment if you’d like to be tagged in future parts! If you enjoyed this, please like, comment, and reblog!

You didn't know what to do. You always thought you would have your parents, that they would be there to see you get married and have kids. It felt like there was a hole in your heart. You loved your parents. You were closer to them than anyone else.

Lupin sat down next to you and rubbed your shoulder, "I'm so sorry Y/N." You tried to control your tears but they kept coming. Mr. Weasley spoke again, "I know your parents Y/N. They wouldn't lash out on someone like that. Even if it was Greyback. This is the Ministry's doing. They must be trying to make an example out of your parents, even if they are lying about the circumstances. The Ministry wants all witches and wizards of all blood statuses to know that they are not to be reckoned with." Mr. Weasley shook his head as if he couldn't believe it.

"That must be it," you said after you had stopped crying. You put away your breakfast and went to Ginny's room. You told her what happened and she comforted you in any way she could. Not only was Ginny sorry but she was mad. Mad at what the Ministry had become. "We cannot sit back and let this happen!" Ginny exclaimed. She stood up and started pacing the room, "There must be something we can do."

You sat up and looked at Ginny. You were mad too but you knew there was nothing that could be done. "All that we can do is wait and be safe. I would do anything to put an end to You-Know-Who," you said vehemently.

A while later you went downstairs to eat lunch. When you sat down you noticed everyone's faces looked downcast. Everyone ate quietly until Mrs. Weasley broke the silence, "I'm sorry about your parents dear. They were good people and they didn't deserve to die to the hands of Greyback." You thanked her and spoke to everyone, "Thank you all. This was completely unexpected but I'm glad I'm with you guys. This is a second home to me and I think of all of you as family." Mrs. Weasley smiled at you with tears in her eyes.

"What are you going to do now Y/N?" Ginny asked. Mr. Weasley answered before you could say anything, "I've been thinking about this too. Your home is no longer safe. Death Eaters could show up at any time."

"Well actually," Lupin started, "Y/N could come with me. It's about time I headed off. I don't think it would be wise for me to continue staying here. I'm going to head to a cottage I found and if you would like you can come with me." Lupin raised his eyebrows in question.

You thought for a moment, They're right, I'm a danger to the mission staying here. If I let slip Harry's plans they could get hurt... "Thank you Professor. I think that's a good idea. When are you leaving?"

You know that the time is ticking until Voldemort figures out that Harry is up to something. He could send Death Eaters to wheedle out more information from everyone associated with Harry. You would never purposefully give him up, but you can't protect your mind from Occlumency. Voldemort could easily find you and learn everything. Going with Lupin would make your location unknown and keep Hermione, Harry, and Ron safe.

"I thought I'd leave sometime tomorrow. It would probably be best to go early tomorrow morning." Professor Lupin told you. You would have to pack the few belongings you brought tonight and then tell everyone goodbye. There was no telling when you would see them again. It all depended on Harry, Ron, and Hermione's success. You started feeling emotional again, knowing it could be awhile before you would all be united. After everyone finished eating you went to see Mrs. Weasley.

"Y/N I'm going to miss you around here. I know you'll be secure with Remus. You're very clever so I don't doubt you two will be alright." Mrs. Weasley said before kissing your forehead. She patted your arm and smiled. You could tell it hurt her to have to separate from another one of you, even if you weren't her child. You noticed Ginny had gone outside so you went there next. She was messing around with her broom when you approached.

"Want to play?" she asked, holding out a spare broom to you. You took it and soared into the air. You were never on the Quidditch team at Hogwarts but you enjoyed playing when you got the chance. You guys went back and forth speeding by on your brooms trying to catch the most outlandish throws. You always had fun when you were with Ginny.

After a few hours she slowed to a stop on the ground next to you to get off her broom. "Be careful out there. And keep Lupin company, it'll be good for him." she laughed and pulled you into a hug. "I think we'll be fine," you both laughed. Ginny didn't know Harry's plans but you told her that you were backup. She understood the importance of you being hidden. "I know you're not leaving yet but still. It's going to be dull without you here." You scoffed, "Of course. I'm the life of the party." You weren't the most outgoing person but around the right people you flourished.

You both headed inside were Mrs. Weasley was putting dinner on the table. You noticed a bottle of firewhiskey on the table and you raised your eyebrows. "A little farewell to you and Remus," Molly grinned. Everyone sat down while Arthur poured everyone but Ginny a glass. "What about me?" she said, irritated. "You are too young," Arthur replied. You picked up your glass and sniffed it. It was emitting a strong odor. You took a swig and sputtered. Lupin chuckled across the table at you, "I suggest going slow at first." You all ate, reminiscing in old memories and basking in each other's company.

Lupin stood, "This was lovely Molly. I really do appreciate it." He looked at everyone and smiled, his eyes lingering on yours. You all dispersed to your rooms for the night. Ginny helped you pack until there was a knock on the door. "I hope I'm not interrupting," Mrs. Weasley said. She had a few containers in her arms and she laid them on your bed. "I wanted to give you a little something sweet to eat while you're gone." You opened the nearest container and saw homemade chocolate bars.

"Thank you Mrs. Weasley, you're the best," you said, reaching to embrace her. "I know how much you and Remus both like your chocolate. Just a little something to remind you of home." You thanked her once more and she left.

"She thinks of you as her second daughter ya know?" Ginny said. "I think of her as a second mother. You are all so caring. It must run in your family," you sighed. You were going to miss this.

After you finished packing you went to the room Lupin was staying in, which was Fred and George's. "Professor Lupin can I come in?" you said, standing outside the door. "Of course," he said, opening it. He smiled and ushered you in. "You can call me Remus if you'd like Y/N."

"Okay then Remus," you laughed. He smiled and sat down on the nearest bed. You sat down on a chair next to the bed, your body facing Lupins. "Mrs. Weasley gave me some chocolate for us to eat at the cottage," you said. He nodded, a slight smile on his face. "Oh, that's delightful. I do love chocolate."

You sat in comfortable silence for a moment, looking at each other. "Are you done packing?" you asked. "Ah, yes. I had been planning to leave since this morning. I know it was short notice for you but I think you will be better suited in an unknown location. The cottage isn't much so I hope you don't mind. What it lacks in space it makes up for in coziness," he said optimistically. "I'm sure it will be adequate," you smirked.

"I do believe we should both be getting to sleep about now. I'll see you in the morning, Y/N," Lupin said. You were sure you heard his voice change when he said your name but you shrugged it off and told him goodnight. You went back to Ginny's bedroom and drifted to sleep.

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☼ 13. a lil obsessed

“’Tsumu!” You shouted, laughing as the fake blonde tried sprinkling you with water, he had just washed his hands and thought it would be hilarious to try and splash some on you.

“You’re going to get me wet!” you squealed twisting past him in an attempt to bypass his wet grip once more as another laugh was pulled from your throat. 

His sly smirk caused you to fumble against one of the counters and that was your downfall. Atsumu was able to easily grasp you by the waist and pin you to said counter, both arms coming down to brace on either side of you as he leaned down to press his forehead against yours, “That’s the idea doll,” he teased, wiggling his brows suggestively.

You burst out laughing at the look on his face, he looked ridiculous and lightly smacked his chest to force some room between the two of you, “Oh shut up you and your dirty mind,” you grumbled, but the grin on your features took out any sting from your words and your shove.  

“Ah come on y/n, it’s one of the things ya love about me.”

Your heart stuttered in your chest, looking at him now, he had this almost boyish charm when he wasn’t acting like a complete flirt. His smirk had turned into a goofy grin while his chocolate coloured eyes were completely focused on you, like he was taking in every part of you as he committed it to memory. He caused your cheeks to redden and you squirmed a bit against the counter. You had to admit that you found yourself getting a little lost in his gaze, your hands were still pressed against his chest, fingers brushing the light cotton of his shirt.  

His hand came up to brush the hair from your face before cupping your cheek, your eyes were glued to Atsumu’s as his thumb brushed against your bottom lip, “y/n, I-”

“ ‘Tsumu I didn’t invite ya here ta ruin my counters.”

Your face immediately bloomed red as you shoved the blonde away from you, a sheepish grin on your features as you looked over at the other Miya. Though his tone was annoyed, Osamu looked more amused than anything, wriggling his brows at you in a similar manner as Atsumu had done earlier and both boys let out loud laughs as your face quickly resembled a tomato.  

You scowled at Atsumu and smacked a hand against his hard abdomen, “You guys are the worst,” you declared, which only caused them to laugh more and Osamu to send you a knowing grin, “why did I agree to hang out with you,” you grumbled, pressing your hands to your cheeks in an attempt to get them back to regular colour as a pout formed on your lips.  

Atsumu chuckled, pulling your hands from your face, linking one hand with yours as Osamu showed you what he had, “ ‘Cause yer a sucker for food and you know it,” the twin holding your hand teased, a knowing smirk on his face as chocolate eyes captured yours again, you wanted to pinch it right off his smug face, but still, you couldn’t fight the grin that erupted on your own.  

“And yer goin’ ta tweet all about yer delicious taste-test date, and how wonderful the staff is, riight?” Osamu teased. 

“But not as great as the date part riiiight?” Atsumu countered. 

Osamu was mirroring Atsumu’s smirk and both twins gazed at you with mischief clear in their eyes.

“I don’t know,” you sighed dramatically, “all I’ve managed to have is one rice ball and someone,” your teasing gaze shot to Atsumu’s, “trying to dump water on my head, not a very good date if you ask me...”

“Tsumu!” Osamu glared.

“It wasn’t me!” the twin in question denied, though the grin he was sporting didn’t help, “But if it was me, ya know ya had fun doll,” his hand squeezed yours, “and get ready to eat those words y/n, this will be the best date yer cute little ass has ever been on.”

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Notes: the majority of the Miya date consisted of Atsumu and Osamu teasing y/n and seeing who could cause her to get flustered the most (Atsumu won by a long shot) and while she did actually learn a lot from Osamu, the majority of her time was spent attempting to tease the twins back, and get under Atsumu’s skin as much as he was getting under hers (which she was able to do easily)

Notes: kuroo saw how well the date was going on twitter and really wanted to text y/n, he was missing her as he went about his day (and was a little salty she was on a date with someone else, even though he knows he has no right to be as he hasn’t actually said anything to her about his feelings yet) 

Notes: y/n and kuroo got into a lot of trouble when they were teens, well more accurately bokuto and kuroo got into a lot of trouble and y/n (and akaashi when he got to high school) were (usually) unwilling participants 

Notes: y/n is very good at getting out of things and when bokuto and kuroo would inevitably cause chaos during the training camps, they always ran to her to get them out of trouble, which she did and didn’t depending on how much they annoyed her during the day (which meant they were usually extra nice to her when they were planning something- which of course she knew and monopolized)

Notes: the first time they snuck out to see festival fireworks was in second year, they were having a sleepover at kuroo’s and could hear the fireworks from the backyard. Usually y/n and kuroo huddle on the roof of the house and watch them from there, but bokuto wanted a closer look. y/n and kuroo held hands the entire way, laughing in that carefree way that only teens can do, and it was one of the first moments he realized that y/n meant more to him than just a friend

Notes: they snuck out the year after and during their first two years of university, but by that time it was only kuroo and y/n going together, they had a favourite spot to watch the fireworks away from the crowds of people and where it was only the two of them. they only stopped because life and school and work, and things began slipping through...

Notes: now atsumu’s realizing that y/n is becoming someone more to him too, he just wants to know everything about her and wants to be something more for her too. he’s not stupid, he knows that going against kuroo may be a losing battle, but hey he’s never been one to back down just because something is hard (and he hates losing- not that y/n is a prize to be won, he just wants a chance) 

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A/N- help, I am having too much fun with atsumu, someone stop me. also be prepared for next chapter :) 

also I’ve had this idea of writing snippets of y/n and kuroo in high school, I have little scenarios in my head of how they would be and different things they’d have gone through, would anyone be interested in that? I will probably write it regardless, but if anyone is interested please let me know!

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The Bloody Proposal

Intro: Hello, lovelies!! I hope you guys are having a good day/night!! This was requested by an anon!! I hope you enjoy!! :)

Note: Y/N had planned to go home early for the night, intruders ended that plan, things only get crazier from there.

Word Count: 1565

Hi! I love how you write for Maria! Can you write a Maria x fem!reader where they’re both agents and have been dating for years and reader does something that could’ve gotten her killed but ends up fine and Maria goes off on her about not thinking things through. They argue until Maria spills that she was going to propose to her and things cool down and Maria proposes, they’re both in tears and happy ending! Lmao I know this is all over the place so do what you think is best! Thank you!!

Heading out of Fury’s office, you went straight to your office and started getting everything you would need, planning on calling it an early night for once, not even hearing the door open and jumping when you felt arms wrap around you from behind, smiling some when you smelled her perfume, cinnamon and gunpowder, turning to look at your girlfriend of nine years, you guys had met when you were still in college “Hey” you said, giving her a small smile as you kissed her head after she rested her chin on your shoulder.

“Hi” she muttered, burying her face in your shoulder as she gave you a squeeze “You getting ready to go home?” She asked, peeking up and looking at you “I am, been here all day… I think they can handle it without me for one night” you chuckled, zipping up your backpack before unwillingly pulling away from her so you could throw it over your shoulder “Are you-“ getting cut off by the alarms going off “Guess not” you sighed, setting your bag down and heading out of the office with Maria right on your heels.

When you guys got to the conference room, Fury was already there with the security cameras already up “What’s going on?” Maria asked, taking her place next to Fury while you stuck by the door “Intruders… We think it’s Hydra” Fury said, scanning the screens until they all shut down “They’ve hacked the security cameras” your security technician said, typing away at his computer to try to regain control of them “I’ll go see what I can do” you said, you being head of the security part of everything and you seeing Maria’s disproval as soon as she turned towards you.

“It’s my job… I’ll bring Seth” you negotiated, knowing it may make her feel better if you weren’t alone “Go” Fury said, nodding his head towards the door and you nodded, but before you could head out, Maria walked over to you and took your hand “Y/N, don’t do anything stupid” she said sternly, earning a laugh from you “I won’t” you promised, kissing her cheek quickly since you knew she wasn’t big on PDA and giving her hand a squeeze before you took off with Seth.

After a few moments of no success of finding the intruders, you looked at Seth, the two of you with your backs pressed against the wall and two sets of stairs in front of you “You go upstairs, I’ll go down” you said, looking at him and watching him nod before the two of you split up “Anything?” You asked Seth in the comms, hearing him saying no before you continued down the stairs and stopping when you heard voices.

“We don’t have all day, we need to get the data” one Hydra agent said, keeping an eye on the surroundings while the other worked on the main computer “Calm down, would ya?” The other said, shaking his head as he worked on getting into the system, how they got past your security, you weren’t sure, but you’d worry about that later, right now you had to Hydra agents to take care of and the only way you could was risky, but it had to be done, you’d deal with Maria’s anger later.

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Maria watched the screens, hoping that they’d come on, starting to get worried since she hadn’t heard anything from you of Seth in the comms for a hot minute “What’s your guys status?” She finally asked, waiting for a response and her panic going up when neither of you answered “Got it!” the technician exclaimed, her and Fury watching as the screens came back to life, seeing several other of their agents doing their own investigation of what was happening, she scanning every screen until her eyes met the one that you were on, your back was pressed against the wall as you snuck down the stairs, only to stop when you saw the two Hydra agents at the computer “Y/N, don’t you dare” she said, watching as you stared at them before you sprang into action.

She watched as you popped out and shot the one standing watch, watching as the other Hydra agent turned around with their weapon drawn, the two of you exchanging some words before two gunshots rang out, Maria didn’t stick around to see who as she ran out of the room and practically ran the whole way to where you were.

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You watched as the second Hydra agent fell to the ground until you heard the other gunshot and felt it pierce through your shoulder, looking to the left and seeing the one you had shot first was still kicking, so you shot him once more, ensuring he was dead that time before you holstered your gun and clutched your fresh gunshot wound “Shit” you muttered through gritted teeth, moving back until you could lean back against a table, pulling your hand away and seeing all the blood on your hand, looking over when you heard rushed footsteps coming down the stairs.

“You idiot” Maria said when she saw you still standing and very much alive “Your idiot” you joked, but you realized quickly that she was not in the mood as she stormed over towards you “I told you to do nothing stupid and what do you do? Something stupid!” She said, sounding infuriated as she went over to you and saw you clutching your arm which was now bloody “Maria, it’s my job-“ you said, not liking that she was lecturing you right now “What? It’s your job to do something reckless and to nearly get yourself killed!” Maria snapped, that being the breaking point for you as well as you glared at her “Oh I’m reckless? Who’s the one that jumped off a building last week? A fucking building, Maria!” you snapped back, glaring at her as the fight between you two got more and more heated.

You watched as Maria paced in front of you, hearing more footsteps coming down the stairs and knowing it was Fury and probably people from medical “Dammit, Y/N! I could’ve lost you! I would’ve never been able to spend the rest of my life with you-“ “Wait-“ you interrupted “Maria, were you going to propose to me?” You asked, glancing over when Fury and one of the doctors stopped at the bottom of the stairs, feeling like you two were the stars of some drama television series, watching as Maria stopped pacing, the entire mood between you two shifting as she turned to look at you “I-“ she said, stopping herself before she reached into her pocket and walked over to you.

“Y/N” she said, stopping in front of you and fiddling with something in her left hand “You are a major pain in my ass, you’re annoying, you’re stubborn-“ “Oh, thanks” you said sarcastically, rolling your eyes before looking at her when she lightly smacked your uninjured arm “Will you shut up and let me finish?” She asked, looking at you and continuing when you gave her a nod “You may be all those things, but you’re mine… You’re my annoying, stubborn pain in the ass and I love you so much, we’ve been through so much and there’s no one else I’d rather spend the rest of my life with” she said, getting down on one knee and looking up at you “Y/N Y/L/N, will you be my wife?” She asked, tears actually slipping down her cheeks which was not common for your girlfriend.

You looked at her and gave her a teary smile “Of course I will, you knucklehead” you said, watching as her smile grew and she carefully slipped the ring onto your finger, careful to not jostle your hand too much as she did before she pulled you into a careful hug and a quick kiss before she pulled back and looked at the doctor “Now, can you please fix up my fiancée?” She asked, hearing you chuckle before the doctor headed over to you guys, getting the bleeding to slow before they helped you upstairs to medbay.

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Fury stepped out of the way when you and the doctor went up the stairs before he walked with Maria up the stairs as she followed “I’m proud of you” he said, causing Maria to stop and look at him with a shocked expression “What?” She asked, looking at him and watching as he gave her a smile before patting her shoulder “You did well, she’s a good kid… Take care of each other” he said, watching as Maria gave him a smile “We will, this has been a long time coming” she said, looking at him and Fury nodded “I thought you guys would’ve married years ago, made me lose a bet, you know?” He asked, earning a laugh from Maria before he nodded his head in the direction that you headed “Go check on your girl” he said, watching Maria nod before she started heading your way “Oh, Hill?” Fury called, watching as Maria turned towards him “I better be invited to the wedding” he said, hearing Maria laugh and nod “I’ll do you one better, you’ll be in the wedding” she promised before rushing off to get to you, ready to spend the rest of her life with you.

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Alright time for what Charanya was up to during the Druun apocalypse! There will be a couple more posts about Charanya because there is just so much I have to say about her. Since she cuts her hair after the Druun hit I think it’s a good idea to show what young teen Charanya looked like. The art is @baydews and the link is here: https://href.li/?https://picrew.me/image_maker/415524.

• The months following the Druun apocalypse, Raya and Charanya were a wreck

• To make matters worse, people from other lands were trying to steal the resources Heart has

• Charanya and Raya were NOT about to let that slide. They agreed that the rest of the world hurt Heart enough

• Basically, the first few months of the apocalypse was Raya and Charanya stopping people from getting to Heart’s supplies with traps, scaring them with old legends, and so much more

• Think home alone but ratld edition

• They also went to other lands and spread rumors that bandits and Druun were overtaking Heart

• People stopped trying to take things from Heart after about five months

• When they were sure no one was going to try and take Heart’s resources, Raya set out on her quest to find Sisu

• Charanya had a different plan. She knew that while the majority of Heart’s citizens got turned to stone, there were many of their people that escaped on their own or another land’s boat

• This made her determined to help the remaining Heart citizens in any way she can. She planned to track them down and drop off extra jade, food and water on a regular basis until Raya could find Sisu and fix this mess

• Besides, someone needed watch after Heart and take care of the land so that it would stay a beautiful and prosperous place

• The girls dragged out an abandoned boat to a big lake in the middle of Heart, anchored it right in the center so that they could have a safe place to sleep even without the gem piece

• They used a small row boat to go to and from land and the boat

• Charanya realized that with her grandma gone there would be no one to take care of her hair. She figured it would be best to just let the bangs grow out. She also wanted to cut her hair so that the bangs would be as close to her real hair length as possible

• She got Raya to tie a ribbon around her hair at about shoulder length and sliced it off with her Ba’s sword. She wore a headband to keep her growing bangs out of her face

• Both girls were crushed when Raya first left to search for Sisu, but they knew they had two different missions that they had to complete

�� With Raya taking the gem piece, Charanya is way less protected from the Druun than Raya. Thankfully, Heart has plenty of bodies of water

• Whenever Charanya saw the Druun she would sprint and fling herself in the nearest body of water

• This caused her habit of constantly wearing revealing clothes and bathing suits

• She figured it would be best not to ruin her clothes that covered up more. Plus she didn’t want to deal with the extra weight when she was swimming

• Since she only ever saw Raya in Heart anyways she wasn’t worried about people judging her clothing style

• I also think that Heart has very moderate temperatures so there’s never any snow and storms are a rare occasion so Charanya never had any problems with being too cold either

• She spent over a year tracking down every remaining Heart citizen, but she finally found them all shortly after her fourteenth birthday

• As she was tracking down former Heart citizens that had to move after the Druun, she was also taking care of the land itself. Maintaining crops, cleaning up places so that they didn’t look like a huge wreck, that sort of thing

• Obviously considering the fact that she’s only one person her efforts weren’t perfect but she did the best she could

• She also hid all the jade in various locations on the off chance that someone did come to Heart to steal more resources

• Since Charanya’s mom taught her about money at a young age, she knew how much the people would need

• Her plan is that once she tracked everyone down, every three months she would go to each land to drop off supplies to those citizens. She would go at the start of every new season

• Raya would also pop back in Heart every few months to get more supplies and jade so when she learned of Charanya’s plan Raya told her about the safest and fastest ways to get to each land

• The times that Raya came to restock on supplies was also when the two girls girl caught up on what the other was doing. They would also arrange to meet at random locations through out the lands to talk

• The girls thought it would be best not to exchange letters because they didn’t want anyone to find out that Heart was a relatively safe place

• The first time Charanya went out to deliver supplies she was jumpy and terrified of anyone that looked her way. Raya’s stories of her time out did NOT help either

• It was the first time she had left Heart in about a year. Not to mention was by herself this time

• She wrote a note to each family explaining the extra supplies and that she would continue doing this every three months for as long as the family needed

• She was beaming with pride seeing the happy and relived faces of her people when they saw the extra supplies. It made her all the more determined to see it through

• Her route was Tail, Fang, Spine, then Talon

• Though she didn’t have to go to Tail for very long. Within the first six months of her little Charanya delivery service pretty much everyone had been turned to stone in Tail since it’s. Ya know. A desert

• Only one Heart citizen was left there and Charanya helped him to move Fang

• Spine also didn’t last the entire apocalypse either. Though it was definitely longer than Tail, everyone turned to stone there by the time Charanya was sixteen

• The last two years of the apocalypse just going to Fang then. Talon

• She ran into some trouble in Fang when she was fifteen and hid in an abandoned tent. However, the tent was not, in fact, abandoned. There sat the most beautiful Fang warrior Charanya had ever seen

• But that story is coming later!

• Anyways, when she wasn’t taking care of Heart or dropping off supplies, Charanya would read to entertain herself

• With little to no human interaction, she had to do something to keep herself occupied

• She was already a book nerd before the Druun hit, it just became 10x worse after the fact

• When Charanya got wind of someone going around stealing gem pieces, she was ecstatic! She knew damn well it was Raya who was taking them which must have meant that finding Sisu worked!

• She raced back to Heart as soon as she heard and tried her best to not have a panic attack about whether Raya was okay

• The day the apocalypse ended, Charanya was taking a nap

• She has been swimming in the lake where her boat is because it was the only thing that would get her tired enough to sleep in the middle of the day. She couldn’t stand not knowing how Raya was doing

• She woke up to cheers, screams, and a lot of sobs

• At first she thought one of the other lands had invaded Heart, but then she saw swarms of people wearing the colors of Heart

• Raya had done it! The Druun were gone for good

• She swam out of her boat and ran as fast as she could to find her mom and grandma

• They were already calling her name and searching for her by the time she got to the place where they had become stone

• Charanya was afraid her family wouldn’t recognize her, but she was suffocated in their hug the second she made eye contact with them

• She sobbed in her mom and grandmas arms for what felt like hours

• Then she remembered Benja and went out to the bridge to see if he was okay

• She arrived when Benja and Raya were hugging and tackled them both in a hug

• It was only after the tearful reunions that she saw Sisu

• She kinda geeked out before bowing and putting the gem symbol above her head as a sign of respect

• But Sisu wasn’t having it and right for the hug

• “Awww you must be that friend of Raya I’ve heard about!” “Talking shit about me, my ray of sunshine?” “Always”

• Seeing all the lands come together warmed Charanya’s heart

• It would take time, but they would all be okay

Taglist: @faithfulwarrior-og, @isitbussinjanelle, @tigerlillyruiz, @ratld-sideblog

[babydollmarauders]

can you do a luke x reader fic with 19 and 7 where the reader is jealous of / insecure about julie and luke just doesn’t get why? ... can be angsty or fluff i don’t mind

Love Me (ALIVE! Luke Patterson x ALIVE! Reader)

Requested: Yes

Summary: Luke’s girlfriend having doubts about his love.

Pairing: ALIVE! Luke Patterson x ALIVE! Reader

Prompts: 19. “OH you’re jealous.” and 7. “Do you even still love me?”

Warnings: None

A/N: For some reason, I had major writers block with this request. So, it’s short, and not my best work.

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You stood amongst the crowd of people in Julie’s backyard, watching as your boyfriend and his band performed for the audience. You couldn’t help but let your eyes follow Luke, the way he gazed at her, the way he seemed so desperate to get her attention, It all felt very familiar, only in a different sense. You remembered when he looked at you like that. When he was desperate for your attention. Now you were lucky if you got to see him between his band practices with Julie. Of course, you were proud of him and the band, but you couldn’t help but feel a burning in your chest every time you saw the two lock eyes, now especially.

 After seeing your boyfriend practically pine over her, you couldn’t take it anymore, you spun around on the heels of your feet and walked into Julie’s house. Not bearing the thought of actually leaving your boyfriend there, but not wanting to see them at the moment. Tears pricked at the back of your eyes, begging to be released, but you held them in until you arrived in the dining room, sitting at the table, laying your head down on top of your arms. 

“Hey, you disappeared. Were we that bad?” You heard a voice joke from behind you. You knew that voice anywhere, it was Alex, your best friend since diapers. He’s the one who introduced you to Luke.

 “Oh, no! You guys were great! I just have a migraine is all.” You barely lifted your head from your arms, only doing so slightly, so that your voice wasn’t muffled. But just because Alex couldn’t see the tears, didn’t mean he couldn’t hear the pain in your voice.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” He moved to sit in front of you, flicking the top of your head to get you to look up at him. Your red puffy eyes and the hot tears streaming down your face kept you from being able to tell him “nothing”, because that would be a blatantly obvious lie. So you only succeeded in breaking down once more, making Alex convey a face of panic. 

“Oh god. That’s not good.” He scrambled to stand from his seat, almost knocking it over. “I’ll-uh- I’ll get Luke!”

“NO!” You whipped around in your seat, wide eyes peering at Alex.

“So, it’s about him, huh?” He put 2 and 2 together, sitting back down in his seat. His right arm extended and he grabbed your hand, rubbing his thumb on the back of it in a soothing fashion. “Talk to me.”

“I just- I can’t help but notice the way he looks at Julie. And the way he makes time for her and rarely any for me. And I just, ya know, I can’t compete with her. She’s pretty, and she can sing, and she’s everything I’m not.” You confessed to your best friend, just glad that you could get this off your chest. He sat there silent for a minute, his eyes on something behind you, but before you could turn to look, a voice cut through the silence.

“OH you’re jealous.” Your eyes returned to the size of saucers, whipping around to face your boyfriend, who stood in the doorway of the dining room. 

“I’ll- um, leave you two alone.” Alex spoke, standing from his seat and making his way out the front door.

“You weren’t supposed to hear that.” You told your boyfriend, your head bowed down to look at your hands, which were fidgeting in your lap now. 

“But I’m glad I did.” He moved to take Alex’s seat. “I don’t understand, why would you be jealous? You’re my girlfriend.”

 “I know, but, you’ve barely paid me any attention, and I just, sometimes I feel like you like Julie better than me. I mean, Do you even still love me?” You peered up at him through your lashes, tears sticking to them, making them clump together.

“What?! Why would you even ask me that? Of course I love you.”

“You just, you haven’t really been acting like it.” Luke stood from his seat, pulling you flush against his body, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“I’m so sorry that I haven’t been treating you correctly. I guess I’ve been so focused on the band, and trying to get somewhere that, I didn’t even notice that you were feeling this way, I’m sorry. But I want you to know that I do love you. You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me. You held me when my mom and I got in our fight, you make me happy when I’m sad, you’re my muse for my lyrics, I can’t imagine my life without you (Y/N). And I want you to know that even when I may not be able to pay you as much attention as you deserve, it doesn’t mean I don’t love you,, because I could never lose my love for you. No matter what.” 

A smile spread across your face and you couldn’t help but pull his down to lock your lips together. 

“I love you too. So much”

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Taglist: @starkeysgirl @meangirlsx @whyisquill @walkingonshunshine @sunsetcurve-h @aunicornmademedoit @solophantoms @noncannonships @chennyetomlinson