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salemorbit · 4 years ago

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By Suprise

[MHA x genderneutral!Reader]

Headcanons for Midoriya, Bakugou, and Todoroki

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first kissesssssss how they would do it bc i'm soft like that hehehe

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❄️Todoroki 🔥

whoooooo boy this man

when i say This Man

Yes, he's mostly emotionally oblivious but alas...

You had had a crush on Todoroki since the first day of class 1-A

When you walked in and chose your seat, everything was going smoothly

Until He Walked In

And Oh My God

You could've sworn it raised ten degrees in the classroom and it wasn't just todoroki's quirk as you felt your face heat up at the sight of the pretty boy

And then he sat next to you and your entire world froze

From then on, you were always so nervous around Todoroki and flustered whenever he would ask you a question about an assignment or if he could borrow a pencil

You greatly admired his quirk and his control over either side of his body, jealous of the fact that he had such an amazing quirk that caught the eye of tons of hero agencies

Little did you know, Todoroki also had feelings for you as well *eyebrow wiggle*

He thought your personality was amazing, and your skills in battle were astounding when both improvisational and strategic

Poor guy totally fell for you in a matter of days

It wasn't until near your graduation from UA that Todoroki grew a pair and decided to shoot his shot before your hero agency whisked you away from him for good

With proper support from Midoriya and Bakugou Todoroki invited you to a celebratory dinner for your graduation and planned to seal the deal then

Todoroki nervously fiddled with his hands under the table, staring down the candle in the middle of it intensely. It was two minutes until your scheduled meeting time, but Todoroki had arrived ten minutes early to get over his nerves.

A minute later, you walked in with all smiles, and your eyes twinkling under the ambient light, and your hair done exactly the way he liked it, and--

He wasn't over his nerves.

Todoroki awkwardly stood up as you came toward him, returning your smile gently.

"Hey, Shotou!" You said, sitting down across from him. "Long time, no see," you joked. Todoroki smiled at your lax nature and sat down again, gripping his napkin tightly.

"You look wonderful, [Y/N]," he commented, trying not to let the nerves shine through. You felt yourself blush at the compliment, waving it away bashfully.

"Oh, stop that," you grinned. "You look dashing as always, Sho."

Todoroki's cheeks flared as the waiter came over to take your orders. Miraculously, Todoroki didn't stutter or make a fool out of himself the whole night. The two of you just chatted about the upcoming graduation plans and futures with your respective hero agencies. His heart raced at the fear of possibly backing out of his plan last minute, but Todoroki scolded himself for his anxiety. He was going to do this, whether his legs were shaking or not.

At the end of the dinner, Todoroki walked you back to your third-year dorms. Your conversation never slacked, flowing normally between you two with the foundation of your friendship for the last three years.

You walked close to Todoroki, hand brushing against his every now and again, and you would be lying if you said it wasn't on purpose. As you arrived in front of your dorm door, you both fell quiet. It was the first time in the night that it was awkward, neither of you willing to look the other in the face. You cleared your throat and glanced up at Todoroki, noticing his red-tipped ears. A smile flitted across your face.

"Thank you for tonight," you said, rocking back and forth on your feet. "It was really fun! We should do it again sometime, you know, to catch up with our hero agencies and all."

"Yes, that would be nice," Todoroki nodded stiffly. He awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck as silence blossomed between you again.

"Well, good night," you said, turning to unlock your door. Right as you opened it to step inside, Todoroki stopped you.

"Wait," he said, quickly grabbing your wrist with one hand and tugging on it. Your heart skipped a beat as you turned around with his pull.

And suddenly you were right in front of him, looking into his bi-colored eyes that were mere inches from your own. Your breath caught in your throat as you realized the proximity, one of your hands instinctively going to his shoulder to steady yourself while his own hand held your wrist gently.

"I-" You started out, but Todoroki nervously interrupted you.

"If you're uncomfortable-" He rushed out, but you shook your head, smiling slightly.

"No, this is good."

"Yeah?"

"Yes," you breathed out, swallowing thickly. There were a few seconds of quiet before Todoroki's eyes flicked down to your mouth then back to your eyes.

Then his lips were on yours, soft and hesitant, giving you the option to pull away if you'd like. Luckily for Todoroki, you returned the favor, deepening the caresses and moving to interlace your fingers with his.

The moment was tender and vulnerable, spilling out three years worth of pining and stolen glances when the other wasn't looking. You smiled into the kiss, pulling away to catch a breath.

Todoroki looked flushed, an excited gleam in his eyes that bore into yours. You knew how he felt without him having to utter a word, and vice versa.

Stepping backward toward your door, you smiled more fully at him, apparently not able to wipe the look off your face. Todoroki had a dazed look in his eyes as you leaned against the doorway.

"Good night, Sho," you said, squeezing his hand before letting go. He nodded, a stupid grin on his beautiful face.

"Good night, [Y/N]."

••••

💥Bakugou💥

If you think you're making the first move with Bakugou, you are sorely mistaken

With his incredibly spicy attitude, it was no mystery why you would always get so frustrated with Bakugou so quickly

This is kind of like an enemies to lovers situation, ya dig?

Walking into UA, you had known Bakugou sparingly throughout elementary and middle school

There were a few words exchanged here and there, but nothing lengthy until you found out you would be in the same hero course with him at UA

During the first year, you got to know him a little better

You got to see how he fought, how he learned, how he pissed you off

And he also got to see all those same qualities from you :)

But underneath all of that surface level rage and red-haze lay thick layers of admiration and romantic feelings you both had toward each other

tho you totally wouldn't outright admit it

It wasn't until halfway through your second year at UA that things really started to heat up between the two of you (no pun intended)

It all started with a group assignment that paired you with Tsuyu, Kaminari, and Bakugou

Let's just say...things escalated pretty quickly

"You're an absolute ass, and you know it, Bakugou!" Your voice rang through the common area, despite it being relatively late in the evening and most of your classmates were in their rooms relaxing.

Or at least trying to relax, but becoming unsuccessful when your and Bakugou's voices reached decibels such as these. Even Jirou couldn't stand the noise.

"Maybe if you listened to me in the first place, we wouldn't have to recalculate all of your stupid equations!" Bakugou snarled back, throwing his papers onto a table. They spread out and fluttered to the floor, creating another mess you would have to clean up later.

Poor Tsuyu and Kaminari watched the back and forth for several minutes, not daring to intervene between your quarrel. With Bakugou's explosions dotting the air around his clenched fists and your quirk making your aura radiate intense energy? No, thanks.

"That's rich, coming from you," you scoffed, crossing your arms. Bakugou huffed and took a threatening step closer to you.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" His voice got dangerously low, but you were determined not to let your facade crumble. You lifted your chin higher indignantly.

"Uh, guys?" Kaminari gulped. "Maybe we should take a break-"

"Piss off, Sparky!" You and Bakugou yelled at the same time. Kaminari withered in his seat, exchanging a worried look with Tsuyu. The frog-girl just shrugged, trying to finish her own work in the meantime.

"You're so unbelievably dense, Bakugou," you let your head fall into your hands. The fiery blond grit his teeth and clenched his fists.

"Says you."

"You know what? I've had enough of your insults-"

"You've had enough of my insults? Eat shit and die."

"Take your own advice!" You yelled, throwing the last of your papers at Bakugou and finally storming out of the room. Bakugou let out a frustrated roar and fell back into his seat, shoving his hands into his pockets.

For the first time that evening, the common room was quiet. Bakugou was silently seething in his seat, not touching any of the papers that flew to the floor. It went like this for about five minutes until Tsuyu spoke up.

"Bakugou," she cleared her throat, "maybe you should go apologize to [Y/N]. What you said was kind of uncalled for."

"Yeah," Kaminari hesitantly agreed, testing the waters. "You were kinda rough with them."

"Well, maybe if they weren't so stupid then I wouldn't have had to say shit like that," Bakugou grumbled. He was quiet for a moment before he sighed, getting up.

"I don't need you extras sopping all over me," he grunted, walking out the door. "I'll go find them."

The sun was setting as you sat on the bench outside the dorms, trying your best not to cry. Tears welled up at the edges of your eyes, but you refused to let them fall. You couldn't let Bakugou get to you like that. He didn't deserve to get to you like that.

You sniffed and looked down at your hands, feeling a pang in your chest. Did he really think you were that stupid? Did he really want you out of his way? You dryly laughed to yourself, wiping at your eyes. Of course he wouldn't want you, you thought. He was dead set on his future and you were just an obstacle he needed to step over. You meant less to him than you wanted to.

"Hey."

Your head snapped up to see Bakugou standing a few feet away from you, hands in his pockets and eyes trained on you. You frowned, purposefully looking away from him.

"I said, 'hey.' What, did you go mute all of a sudden?" Bakugou scowled at you when you didn't turn to look at him. He sighed deeply before looking out at the sunset himself.

"I'm sorry."

Your breath caught in your throat at the words. Did Bakugou, the Bakugou Katsuki, really just apologize? And to you of all people? You turned a surpised gaze to his standing figure, eyes on his profile. His scowl was softened as he looked at the sun, golden light washing over his features.

In that moment, he was beautiful. And your face heated up at the realization, butterflies swarming your stomach. Flustered, you shifted in your seat, attempting to compose yourself.

"You feel sick or something?" You teased.

"A guy can't apologize without it being weird?" Bakugou shot back, eyebrows furrowed, annoyed.

"It's a little out of character for you specifically," you tilted your head to look at him.

"Yeah? Well, it's 'a little out of character' to just walk away from a fight," he mocked you. You shook your head, standing up to face him.

"Do you ever stop?"

"Do you ever shut up?"

"What's your issue, Bakugou?"

"Maybe you're my issue!"

"What does that even mean?" You spread your arms exasperatedly. Bakugou took two steps toward you.

"It means what I want it to mean," he growled.

"Care to share?"

"Shut up!"

"Make me!"

Bakugou grabbed your waist and pulled you close, forcefully joining his lips with yours. Your hands found their way onto the sides of his head as he gripped one hand on your torso and the other in your hair. The kiss was furious, passionate, and longing all rolled into one.

It eventually slowed down as soon as it started, your previously knitted brows relaxing as you two found a rhythm in the madness. He smelled of singed wood and something sweet underneath. Exactly what you expected.

Breaking away with a gasp, you let your hands slide down his neck and rest on his shoulders. You searched his eyes for anything negative: regret, disgust, anger. Instead, you found a firm softness looking back into your own.

"Hey," you whispered, unable to raise your voice any louder. He smirked at your speechlessness.

"Hey," he replied smoothly, wrapping both arms around your waist. You smiled, playing with the locks of hair at the back of his neck.

"I'd like more where that came from," you quirked an eyebrow at him playfully. Bakugou just rolled his eyes and took your hand from his neck begrudgingly, pulling you toward the dorm entrance.

"Get your calculations right, and maybe we can negotiate."

••••

Midoriya

soft boy soft boy soft boy soft boy

We all know that if Midoriya finds someone he likes, this boy PINES

Pines like a mfing evergreen forest man

Anyway, you and Midoriya had always known each other in middle school and now in UA

You both ended up in the hero course, but you transferred in after the first year because of some quirk development

Midoriya with his own developing quirk felt sympathy for you trying to keep control over something so new for you

He naturally gravitated toward you, kind of self-appointing himself as your mentor as you went through the different changes and trained with your new abilities

He grew to really like your humor and openness to the situation and how your spirit never died even when you were struggling

And you admired his willingness to help you! He was so kind and you'd never really had anyone be nice to you with no ulterior motives before

It wasn't long, or surprising, when you two started to develop feelings for each other

One day while you were training your quirk, Midoriya thought he'd stop by to spar and test your skills

One thing led to another and....well....

You dodged Midoriya's leg with expertise and landed squarely on the ground. Jetting off to the left, you aimed for a side sneak attack to catch him off-guard. You activated your quirk for a boost, one of the new developed abilities, and swept his legs from under him in a flash. Midorya was sent to the matted ground with an oof, landing on his back. You stood over him proudly, holding out a hand for him to take.

"That's a new one," Midoriya commented, hoisting himself up. "What do you call it?"

"I don't have a name for it yet," you rubbed the back of your neck as he walked to his bag on the bench. "Probably just...sneak attack kick? I dunno, it's not much of a sneak attack if you see it in broad daylight."

Midoriya laughed at that and lifted a notebook from his bag, clicking a pen and writing in it messily. You stretched your arm over your head and attempted to peek around his shoulder to see what he was writing.

"Whatcha doin'?" You asked curiously. Midoriya quickly closed the notebook and turned around, an embarrassed look on his face.

"N-nothing!" He said. You grinned evilly and put your hands on your hips. Midoriya gulped.

"You got a super secret notebook for super secret thoughts?" You joked, pointing a finger in his chest. He nervously shook his head quickly, tightening his hold on the notebook.

"No way! I was just- uh, just making a note, that's all!" He tried to cover up, but you could see through his facade. Shaking your head, you gave him a pitying look.

"After I just showed you how quick I can be, you really think you can keep your little notebook a secret?" You held the notebook up in your hand, causing Midoriya to do a double-take. He lifted his hands from behind his back to see that you put one of your own empty notebooks in his hands, fooling him into not noticing your switch. You wiggled the notebook cheekily.

"Give that back!" He squeaked out, reaching for the book. You held it up and away from his reach just barely, pushing him away with one of your hands.

"If you want the notebook, you're gonna have to catch me!" You laughed, sprinting off to the other side of the room. Midoriya chased you, using his quirk to make his reflexes faster. Fortunately for you, you knew his tricks. Anything he thought of to try to get the book back, you already figured he would do.

"[Y/N], don't make me ask again," Midoriya reasoned, holding up his hands. You shook your head again, grinning.

"I don't think you even asked a first time!"

"[Y/N], please."

"Why don't I just take a little look-see here..."

"No!"

Midoriya launched at you, but you twisted your body at the last moment to catch him with your legs. He fell to the ground with you pinning him and sitting on top, still holding the notebook. He was dazed from the landing as you began to flip through the pages tauntingly.

"Let's see..." You began, not noticing the terrified look on Midoriya's face. "Stat records, costume ideas...Ah! Hero notes!"

"[Y/N]-" Midoriya groaned but you hushed him.

"You've taken notes on almost all the heroes you've encountered. Impressive!" You nodded. Midoriya covered his reddening face with his hands, admitting defeat. You remained perched above him, straddling his torso.

"I'll pay you fifteen dollars to let this whole thing go," Midoriya reasoned. You just ignored him, scanning through the entries until you found one on yourself.

"Wow, my first fan!" You laughed, looking over the page. "Such detailed notes, too. You've got my special attacks, my defense moves, my favorite color-"

That made you stop. You instantly shut up, staring at the entries that Midoriya had made on you. Looking over the list, and it was long, you saw that his notes stretched far past just what made you a hero.

He had noted your favorite color, what you liked to eat, your favorite animal. He had your likes and dislikes neatly scrawled on the pages, front and back filled with different tidbits about yourself that he had picked up. You looked past the notebook and down at the embarrassed boy.

"I don't know if I find this flattering or creepy," you admitted. Midoriya quickly removed his hands from his face urgently.

"It-it's not like that, I swear!" He exclaimed, shaking his head. "I'm not weird, I promise. I just...thought you were noteworthy, that's all."

You felt something blossom in your chest as your own cheeks went red. Clearing your throat, you glanced back at the notes he had taken on you, no doubt things you had told him or ranted about in the past. He really thought you were noteworthy?

Further down the list were things that were less surface-level and more of his own opinions: your personality, the sound of your laugh, how your eyes looked when you were excited. You couldn't help but smile at the effort.

"I'm sorry if it's weird, I just-"

"I think it's really sweet," you interrupted him, laying the notebook on the ground. His chest warmed at the sight of your sincere smile, you looking down at him like that.

"Y-You do?"

"Yeah! No one's ever really paid that much notice to me," you admitted sheepishly. Midoriya's eyes softened at your comment.

"I don't see why they wouldn't," he said impulsively. "You're amazing. I couldn't help but notice you."

You smiled stupidly down at the boy who had shown you so much kindness these past few months. He had shown that he cared about you in so many ways, all of them small and unique to who he was. You felt so incredibly lucky to have found someone like him.

"I know we just sparred," Midoriya blurted out, "and I know we're kinda sweaty, but you look really cute right now, and I don't really have much else to hide so I guess it couldn't hurt to maybe just-"

"Yes, you can kiss me," you finished for him. Midoriya sucked in a breath, smiling thankfully, before pulling you down to meet him halfway.

Your hands rested on the mat on either side of his head as he pulled you down by your shirt, gently moving his lips against yours. The kiss was soft and sweet, just like the way he treated you daily. You couldn't help but smile into it, allowing yourself to get lost in the moment that you'd dreamed of for weeks.

Breaking apart, neither of you had much to say as your faces were both incredibly red and Midoriya could barely process how his dreams had come true just like that. You leaned down to give him one last parting kiss before attempting to get up from the floor.

"I didn't say I was done," he muttered, pulling you down again and smiling before going in for another kiss.

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AHDKFISHWNEKDDJ these all ruined me completely goodbye i am deceased from the adorableness

requests are welcome! :)

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minijenn · 4 years ago

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Happy Birthday, Keys to the Kingdom!

Yeah as of today my own special little slice of hell known as Keys to the Kingdom has existed for the world to see for two years now. And its still going strong even into its second half (which I’m VERY much looking forward to!) I didn’t really plan a big huge celebration for Keys’ 2nd birthday (though ya’ll are more than welcome to do something special for it if you’d like, I’d love you forever if you did) But I figured it would go fun to go back through every chapter of Keys written so far and list my top ten personal favorites. So this is that list. Enjoy!

10. Chapter 30: Recuérdame: This was a really fun chapter if I remember correctly; its a nice mix between plot progression and the Coco stuff (featuring some of my favorite scenes from that movie, so playing around with those was great) but I also loved writing the first in story reveal for Xion and the fight between Sora and Xigbar while set to Imelda singing La Lorrona? Fuckin Iconic if you ask me, this one is great

9. Chapter 31: Destined Reunion: This is mostly a very dialogue heavy chapter where not a lot happens but honestly I just really like a lot of the interactions in it; there’s a lot of Sora being salty towards Riku in here which tbh is kinda fun to write? But there’s also some soft Sokai stuff and towards the end we get some fun/foreshadowy interactions with our resident Goth Club so overall its a pretty neat one :3

8. Chapter 24: Where the Dream Takes You: So I really love the second Atlantis chapter? It veers away from the movie and also follows it just enough to feel unique in its own right and it has a lot of plot progression for the main story, especially in regards to our good friend the Lingering Will; I like the action in this one a lot and I really love the Trinity Trio’s little emotional talk with each other at the end, it tugs at my heartstrings every time I read it :3

7. Chapter 38: So This Is Love: otherwise known as Prom! Honestly this one is just a sweet, cute fluff-fest and it was so much fun to write the kiddos just relaxing and having a good time for a change. The Destiny Trio in particular just filled my heart with so many warm fuzzies here, especially towards the end when they really start romancing it up! Plus everyone in their fancy outfits was a delight to draw and to write about, overall its a grand time for all ^_^

6. Chapter 21: Depths of Despair; golly this one is just a bit ol drama fest but I think its a pretty great one. Sora spends the whole thing captured and tortured and poisoned and it really is just the biggest shift in the tone of the story so far because of that; Maleficent gets to be the center stage baddie for a chapter, Pete gets a bit of development, and we also get some strong moments from Kairi and Axel and the Restoration Committee, and the scene where Kairi brings Sora back from rage form near the end is still one of my favorites; overall there are a lot of little moments in this one that I love in here, its a really good one.

5. Chapter 33: Song as Old as Rhyme: A great example of a Disney chapter where the overarching plot kind of takes more of the center stage. This one is a wild ride for sure with a lot of action and intensity, and its Not a very good time for our boy between him having a panic attack over Maleficent confronting him again to getting shot in the damn shoulder to being grounded by his boyfriend for lying it really does tear Sora down quite a bit but I looooooved wriiting all that so its high on my list for sure because of it

4. Chapter 36: Return to Depart; this chapter features two really great scenes right at the start of it, Sora bonding with Aqua and soft Soriku fluff/angst hour. But then I doubled down by giving the boy an identity crisis between all of the different hearts inside of his and wooooooow I love how I wrote it, its trippy and wild and intense and dramatic; even to the end this one is great because we get our first hints of the bond between Sora and Ven and its soft yet solemn all at once and wow despite carrying some scenes from the game I still think this one is pretty standout

3. Chapter 35: Distorted Reflection: Whoooooo boy this chapter is hella dark and kind of a mind fuck but golly if it wasn’t such a delight to write. Having Sora essentially hear himself list every fear he has and everything he hates about himself is some quality Character Study stuff; there are so many lines in this chapter I keep coming back to in more recent chapters and I really will continue to do reference it as we move along; it’s also pretty standout that Sora doesn’t even win against his phantom in this chapter, my original plan was for him to win but then I was like “no that’s not thematically right, the entire story is basically about him fighting a battle against himself that he can’t win so why should he win the literal battle against himself?” so I made it sad and had him lost until the Mystery Light came around to help him (I also love that entire part, its such a nice bit of comfort after all the angst this chapter brings). Overall, I love the deep intensity and feels of this one its a classic.

2. Chapter 22: Rise and Fall and Rise Again. Basically a biiiiiig ol bundle of hurt/comfort with some soft angst and romance mingled it. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, this chapter really is just another big long character study for Sora and golly if it doesn’t have some of my favorite moments in the entire fic so far, despite those moments being quiet and understated and mostly emotional more than anything else; I also really love Kairi in this chapter and I love how it develops her relationship with Sora even more towards their eventual Relationship Upgrade. Its also the first chapter of Keys I got teary eyed while writing soooo ya know there’s that.

1. And finally, my favorite chapter so far: Chapter 27: What Once Was Mine. Gooooosh this chapter has EVERYTHING. It starts out soft and fun and fluffy with some cute romancy moments, then it gradually starts getting more tense and it builds until basically everything’s gone horribly wrong and ends in a really sad kind of solemn place and we get such nice pairing between the Tangled stuff and the Keys overarching plot stuff. This chapter has so many exceptional moments but I really love the entire section where Sora finally comes clean to Donald and Goofy bc I’m destroyed by Trinity Trio feels every time I read it. Overall, I adore this one but I really do think that it’s very soon about to be outclassed by some stuff I have planned for Keys in the very near future :3

And some Honorable Mentions: Chapter 20: Immortals (mostly for its second half, its first half is pretty weak which is why its not on this list); Chapter 10: Sinister Whispers (aka the chapter where Keys finally starts fucking picking up the pace XD), and chapter 16: Unspoken, Unheard (a nice little Kairi character study)

And those are all the chapters of Keys I really love, feel free to drop me a line about what your favorites are (or even just your favorite moments, general discussion about Keys, things you’re looking forward to seeing, stuff like that). A HUGE thanks to everyone who’s stuck with Keys thus far, I can assure you that the best is certainly yet to come.... :3

#keys to the kingdom #jen writes #kingdom hearts #kh fanfiction #this list will look completely different in a year's time i can guaruntee it :|#there's some stuff that's coming up very soon thats gonna just blow several of these chapters completely off this list #moments ive been looking forward to since starting keys #hhhhh blessssssss #i cant waaaaaaait

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eileniessa · 4 years ago

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Yennaia Flash Fiction Challenge

Are you an author struggling to find the will to write? Do you want to get into writing? Are you looking to experiment with your writing? Have you run out of funny cat videos to watch during lockdown?

If you answered yes to any of these questions then maybe you should join the Yennaia Flash Fiction Challenge 15th to 22nd August 2020 (whoooooo!)

The challenge is simple. Between August 15th and 22nd (that’s Saturday to a Friday in case you didn’t know) try and write and publish one work of Yennaia flashfiction a day. It doesn’t matter if you haven’t written anything before, and if you’re stuck in a rut maybe this will help you stretch your writing muscles.

See below for details:

What is Flash Fiction? Flash Fiction, also known as short-short stories are stories no longer than 1,500 words in length. Indeed, they're usually shorter than 1,000 words! They are designed to be read in four or five minutes.

Rules:

What is the Word Count? Mimimum word count is 50 words. The maximum word count is 1,000 words.

Where Can I post my Flash Fiction? AO3, Tumblr and/or Fanfiction.net

Do I Have to Post Something Every Day? If you can that would be great, but you don’t need to. Just challenge yourself to sit down one morning or afternoon and write a first draft in one sitting. Getting into good habits or a routine as a writer can help you do your thing

Do I Need to Make a Submission? No, just publish your story and if you want me to retweet it and add it to the list then tag it and/or DM me on tumblr if I haven’t gotten round to it (don’t be shy)

Example: See my fic ‘A Childhood Portrait’ (yes, shammeless plug) on AO3 or underneath for an example of Yennaia flash fiction.

“Well, weren’t you the cutest little thing?” Yennefer said, and turned around.

Tissaia, who had just passed through the illusion and protective charms shrouding the small square room buried at the bottom of Aretuza’s deepest tower, did not move from the door. “What are you doing in here?” she asked. Demanded, really.

I was drunk off my arse because I tried to outdrink Rita to prove I hadn’t been ‘domesticated’ by you and stumbled in here by accident then fell asleep and maybe dribbled a bit on your very expensive Zerrikanian rug, was what Yennefer didn’t say. Snooping around in Tissaia’s secret little treasure room was one thing. Performing complex magic to get inside while under the influence was another.

“I was just admiring your collection,” said Yennefer. She stepped to the side and gestured to a pile of paintings stacked up against the wall. “I like this one in particular.” Yennefer bent forwards and picked up a portrait outside Tissaia’s view. She carried it across the room and leant it against an armour stand being used to display a replica of the armour worn by the Wild Hunt as depicted in ‘Aen Elle Elves: Fact and Fiction’ by the self-proclaimed master of ancient history and legends Hendrik-Jan Bosch. At least, Yennefer hoped it was a replica.

“I’d always wondered what you looked like before your ascension,” said Yennefer.

“That portrait is not of me,” said Tissaia.

“Are you sure?” Yennefer asked. “Because she has your eyes.”

“Blue is far from an uncommon colour among humans.”

“She looks like you too.”

Yennefer guessed that the girl in the portrait was thirteen to fourteen summers old, older in age and appearance than Tissaia in many regards, but she still bared some resemblance to the finely aged sorceress. She sat enthroned on the finest of wooden chairs, with leather cushions and a carved back that peeked out from behind the girl’s blonde head. Flowers of red, gold and purple were arrayed about her feet and climbed up the brick wall that formed the painting’s backdrop. The white and pink of her dress brought out the roses in her cheeks and if Yennefer squinted hard enough, she could just make out the stick starting to grow up her arse. And what a stick that would become.

“I disagree,” said Tissaia. “We share common features, true, but we do not bare familial resemblance.”

“You have the same dimple on your chin,” said Yennefer.

“That is coincidental.”

“It has your name on the back too. Skylark.”

Tissaia’s pencilled eyebrows shot up towards the lines in her forehead before she could catch herself. “Who told you that?” she asked.

“So, this is you,” said Yennefer. Oh, this was too good to be true.

“I thought you knew that,” said Tissaia.

“Call it an educated guess,” said Yennefer. She turned the picture around to reveal a blank backside, no name.

“You deceived me.”

“You lied first.”

“Who told you my birth name?” Tissaia asked again.

“Coral did,” said Yennefer.

“Why am I not surprised?”

“I thought she was lying when she told me. I suppose I owe her an apology.”

“I’m not sure how much good that will do her now.”

Yennefer looked back at the painting, and then at Tissaia. “I can’t believe you used to be blonde,” she said.

“I used to be many things before you knew me,” said Tissaia. “Before I was Rectoress.”

“Do tell,” said Yennefer.

Tissaia hummed. “No,” she said. “I don’t think I will.”

#witcher #witcher fanfiction #fanfiction #yennefer #tissaia #yennaia #yennefer of vengerberg #Tissaia de Vries

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ijustreallylovezebras · 5 years ago

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Misc #1 for the Mod AU? Maybe were the reader is given to Mod boss Steve or Mob boss Bucky by her shady crooked father because is way behind on his payments to the Mob ( or he just dumped her off there and skip town thinking that would work) but the reader is so beyond done with her dad's bs the she is not scared of the mod boss. Instead she's very sarcastic sassy and has an attitude. * makes Godfather quotes and references to piss him off lmao*

lol can’t do the godfather bit bc I’m a pleb who hasn’t seen it whoooooo also I did it with Bucky bc I love him

Miscellaneous 1 - “Now, I’m not saying that I hate you, all that I’m saying is that if you were on fire and there was water next to you, chances are I’d drink it”

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“So you’re meant to make up for the lack of money your Dad owes me,” Bucky said, raising his eyebrows at the woman who stood across the desk from him. She returned his look, unimpressed.

“Well I suggested just giving you a dog but he told me to shut up,” Y/N shrugged. Bucky tried not to let his amusement show.

“A dog?” He questioned.

“Well everyone likes dogs right? And... they’re definitely a lot cuter than I am,” she explained.

“You’re really not much like your father are you?”

“Maybe that’s why he was so willing to give me away,” she mused, stepping closer to the desk and taking a seat opposite him. Bucky’s eyebrows raised even higher and he looked at Steve who tried not to laugh as he looked at Bucky’s expression.

Bucky shot him a warning look.

“You do know who I am, correct?” Bucky asked, ready to give her the warning speech about giving him respect but Y/N just waved her hand in the air, brushing him off.

“Yeah, yeah, I know - you’re James Buchanan Barnes, the most feared mobster in the whole universe - so much so that you can get away with telling everyone to call you by a horse’s name and no one will argue,” this time around Steve didn’t bother trying to hold in the snort of laughter that her words caused.

“A horse’s name?” Bucky repeated incredulously and Y/N shot him a look.

“Oh, c’mon, don’t say that you don’t know that - I mean, seriously? Bucky?” Y/N asked.

“She’s got a point, Buck,” Steve said and Y/N turned around to point at him.

“See? Buff guy number three agrees with me,” Steve looked at her in confusion.

“Number three?”

“There were one and two who were in the car with me earlier,”

“They didn’t tell you their names?” Bucky asked.

“They might have? I don’t know, I wasn’t really listening,” Y/N admitted. “Far too busy ignoring my so-called father,” she shrugged. Bucky lent back in his chair.

“You really hate this, don’t you?” He asked.

“Would you want to be sold to a stranger?” Y/N countered. “I could have had plans today and for the rest of my life!”

“Did you?”

“No - but that’s not the point,” Y/N sighed, shaking her head. “Okay but listen, now, I’m not saying that I hate you, all that I’m saying is that if you were on fire and there was water next to you, chances are I’d drink it” she told him.

“Well, I’ll make sure to... avoid setting myself on fire around you for the forceable future then,” he told her, allowing his lips to quirk up just a little at the edges. “Steve, call Sam in here,” Steve nodded, walking to the door and opening it.

“Sam, Bucky wants you,” he said.

“Everyone does,” Y/N heard from the hallway and Y/N pointed back to the voice.

“He seems like fun,”

“The two of you are going to be a complete disaster, aren’t you?” Bucky sighed, though he felt himself already growing fond of the snappy woman.

“I couldn’t possibly say,” Y/N mused.

“Sam - take Y/N to her room,” Bucky ordered, flicking his hand. Y/N stood up, doing a mock curtsey.

“Yes, your highness,” she spat, rolling her eyes.

Bucky watched them go, as soon as the door was closed Steve sat down into the seat just vacated by Y/N.

“I mean, she’s interesting,” Steve offered.

“Just admit it,” Bucky scoffed and a slow smile spread on Steve’s face.

“I think she’s great,” Bucky sighed and nodded.

“I thought you’d say that.”

I hit 2.5K - this is my celebration!!

#courts 2.5K celebration #courts blurbs #blurbs #marvel #Bucky Barnes #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes x reader #mob!Bucky Barnes #bucky barnes blurbs #mob!au #requested

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myhappylittlesideblog · 6 years ago

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The Party

A/N: Every couple months, I remember Cole Sprouse exists and can’t get him out of my mind. Therefore, here’s some nice Jughead for you.

Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Word Count: 1,908

Warnings: alcohol, partying (not reader, but those around her), jealousy, harassment < angst because of this, ends in fluff because all I write is fluff basically

Summary: You and Jughead go to one of Veronica’s parties and guys end up hitting on you, making you uncomfortable and your boyfriend, Jug, very jealous.

(Y/N) - your name, (Y/N/N) - your nickname if you have one

“Do we really have to go to this party?” Jughead asked. He and his leather jacket were leaning on the door frame of your bathroom while you finished getting ready.

You set your curling iron on the counter and tuned to him. “I don’t really want to go either. But we were invited, and Veronica is definitely expecting us to come.” You continued your debate silently. “We could just go for an hour?” you said with a wince.

“One hour. And not a minute more,” he chuckled.

“You won’t have any trouble pulling me away,” you said, unplugging the hot curling iron and giving your hair one last run through with your fingers. Your eyes fell to the reflection of your shirt in the mirror. The lacy fabric had ridden up again.

“(Y/N).”

You hummed in answer, pulling down on the shirt’s hem and wishing it would stay in place.

“You’re beautiful.”

You shot him a bright grin. You were sure you’d never get used to his affection, it always sent you spinning.

But you were still bothered. “You think this shirt is okay? Veronica got it for me, so I wanted to wear it tonight, but I think it’s a bit… much?” You faced the mirror and fidgeted some more.

“You don’t have to wear it if you don’t want to,” he said.

“I know. It was nice of her to think of me, but the lace and everything, it’s just not me,” you said, deciding to wear something different to the party.

On your way to your closet, Jug stopped you. “Hold on,” he said. He untied the blue flannel shirt from his waist and secured it around yours. “Now, that is you.” He took your hands in his and kissed them, winking at you.

You already felt more comfortable, feeling the tight knot of the heavy material covering your midriff that was left exposed by the shirt. You squeezed his hands. He always made you feel safe.

“Thank you,” you said kissing his cheek.

He stepped aside and swept a hand out in front of you. “Off to the ball.”

When you arrived at the party, you thanked god that Jughead was with you. You hated parties almost as much as he did and you were dreading this one before you even entered the front door. Already, the bass of the loud music inside was shaking in your chest. When you heard a loud “WHOOOOOO” coming from inside, you looked at Jug and confirmed the plan. “One hour.”

“If we even survive that long,” he said.

You chuckled and opened the heavy door. Even though the place was practically a mansion, you doubted there was space for even two more people. Every inch was covered in couples dancing, bros doing keg stands, and shrill girls yelling about how much they’ve missed each other. You didn’t recognize a single person.

“Come ‘ere, there’s Archie,” Jug said to you, his lips close to your ear. He led you through the guests, his large hand sprawled out over your lower back. Familiar red hair flashed as you dodged the drunks.

When you reached Archie, you met Betty and Veronica as well.

“There they are! Welcome! You guys actually came,” Veronica said.

“I told you they’d come,” Betty said with a smile.

“Of course we came,” you said. Both the girls knew you were lying, but you laughed with them as they shot you teasing expressions.

“This party is insane,” you heard Jughead say to Archie.

Before you could chime in, Veronica cooed over your outfit. “(Y/N), you look hot!” Seriously, I knew that would look great on you. And I knew Jughead would like it too, she said with raised eyebrows.

You felt Jug’s arm reach further around you and his thumb hook into the front belt loop of your jeans. You felt his voice rumble through his chest. “Yeah, the shirt’s great, but I like who’s inside it.”

Veronica groaned and you heard Archie laugh, but you were too busy with the wink Jug gave you.

“Thanks again for giving it to me, Ron,” you said over the music.

“Of course! What are gal pals for? But, I gotta say, when I thought of it on you, I didn’t picture it with Jughead’s flannel,” she said, scrunching her nose.

“Oh, I just didn’t want to be cold,” you said, pushing into Jug’s side.

“(Y/N), it’s hot as hell in here, I think you’ll be fine,” Betty said.

“Well, when I got outside, ya know-”

Your sentence was covered with Veronica’s giggles as she ripped the flannel away and threw it at Jughead. She took your hand and spun you around yelling, “You’re sexy, baby! Show it off!”

You couldn’t help but crack a smile. You were fully aware that you were a little too quiet for Veronica’s taste and this was her way of getting you to have some fun.

Jughead was watching you carefully, ready to return his flannel to you if you wanted it.

You threw your hands in the air and yelled “Alright!”

“Atta girl! Now, come on, let’s leave the boys to themselves, we’re going to dance.”

She pulled you and Betty through the crowd and into the middle of the room where the music seemed even louder. You jumped and twirled until Veronica pulled you close to her and moved her hips with yours. Betty too danced close to you, all in good fun.

Once the three of you were sufficiently danced out, Veronica and Betty left the dance floor to grab some drinks.

Your nerves returned to you when you were no longer distracted by your friends. The moment you stopped swaying to the music, you felt a hand graze across your lower back. You turned to see Jughead grinning at you.

“Did I miss your distress calls?” he asked with a wince. He pushed your hair to the back of your shoulders while your hands slipped inside his unzipped jacket and rested on his hips.

“No,” you laughed. “It was actually fun.”

You looked around for Veronica’s return and saw a couple guys watching you. Your brow furrowed and you stared at Jug’s chest, pulling at the hem of the short shirt again.

“You want this?” Jug asked, tugging at the flannel around this waist.

“Yes, please,” you said sweetly, ignoring everyone around you and concentrating on Jug.

He pulled the shirt away from him and leaned down to kiss your neck as he tied it around you. You hummed in pleasure, but he pulled away too quickly for your liking.

“You want something to drink?” he asked.

“Just a water, or soda or something?” When he nodded you added, “I’ll be over here,” pointing to an open spot on the wall next to a bookshelf.

“No more dancing for you?” he smirked.

“Absolutely not,” you laughed.

You found your place next to the bookshelf and leaned your back against the wall, crossing one heeled boot over the other. You watched the party unfold, wincing at a particularly loud song that made your ears ring.

“Hey, (Y/N/N), where’s Jugs?” Sweet Pea had appeared out of nowhere and startled you.

“Hey, Sweets. He’s just getting some sodas.”

He stood next to you, leaning on one shoulder. “Saw you with the girls, looked like you were havin’ fun.”

“Oh, a blast,” you laughed, making him smirk.

“You don’t normally come to these things,” he said.

“Well, Veronica-”

“Oh, Veronica. She likes to get us all together, doesn’t she?” he asked.

You nodded.

He leaned closer to you. “Ya know, I had to hit a few guys tonight. They were talkin’ about you, askin’ who the new party girl was.”

“Really?” You winced as you thought about the guys staring at you on the dance floor.

“Yeah,” he shrugged. “But I took care of ‘em. You’re safe with us.” He crossed over you, about to leave when he stopped before you. He placed a finger under your chin and said, “You do look smokin’ tonight.”

Before you could reply, you heard Jughead’s low voice. “Get outta here, Sweet Pea.”

“Jug.” You got around Sweet Pea and placed a hand on his chest, pushing him toward the exit. “Let’s just go. I’ll explain.”

“Hey, man, I’m not the one you gotta worry about here,” Sweet Pea slurred. “There’re a lotta other guys around here you should beat up before me.”

Jughead put the cups of soda on a table nearby without taking his eyes off Sweet Pea. He pressed Sweets against the wall and threatened him, growling, “You stay away from her. You don’t talk to her like that.”

“Alright, Jug, alright,” Sweets said, his hand raised. “(Y/N/N), I’m sorry.” He walked away and disappeared into the party.

“Jug, let’s just go,” you said.

He nodded and wrapped his arm tight around your shoulders as you headed for the door.

When you passed Archie, he said, “You guys leavin’ already?”

Jug paused and pushed a finger into Archie’s chest. “This is why I don’t come to your stupid parties.”

You pulled him away. “Jug, it’s fine, come on.” You gave Archie an apologetic look as you closed the door behind you.

Jug stormed down the steps and into the road. “How could he talk to you like that? What, he waits until I’m not around and then makes a move on you?” He wouldn’t face you. He rambled and yelled to no one, throwing his hands about, the serpent on his leather jacket moving up and down.

“Jug, come on. Sweets was drunk! He’s our friend, he didn’t mean it like that,” you said.

He turned to you, his brow furrowed and face red with fury. “You didn’t see him looking at you.”

“You didn’t see a lot of guys looking at me tonight. Sweets beat ‘em up out back for it.”

He stopped, his face now filled with concern. “Guys were bothering you tonight?”

“Of course they were.”

He pressed his lips into a thin line and shook his head. You reached for his cheek, your thumb gently rubbing across his skin. “There’s always gonna be guys bothering me.” Your free hand slid inside his jacket and rested on his back. “But when I’m with you, I always feel safe.”

His eyes met yours and the deep color of them seemed to grow. He wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed you forehead.

“And when you’re not around,” you continued, “I know the Serpents are there. Especially Sweets. I would hate for us to lose him.”

Jug sighed. “I’ll call him tomorrow.”

He untied his hands and his flannel from your waist and slid it on you. He took his time buttoning it for you as you ran your fingers through his dark hair. When he reached the last button, he gently pressed his soft lips on yours.

“Pop’s?”

He shook his head. “Let’s just go home.”

He took your hand and led you toward his motorcycle.

“Wait. Do you hear that?” you asked.

He stopped and listened. “What?”

You tilted your head and turned away from the bike. “It sounds like… there’s a milkshake calling your name.”

A smile broke into his features and she shook his head at you.

“Now he have to go,” you said.

His large hands framed your jaw as he grinned brightly at you. “I love you,” he said.

“I love you too, Jug.”

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theabominableblogger · 6 years ago

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My Reaction to “Gotham” S4E4

Heck yeah, I’m on S4!

Also, four for you, Ben McKenzie (for writing this episode)! Because this episode was super good!

AN: I managed to record my reactions to this episode and hopefully I can transcribe what I said into this post.

*Recap shows Barbara kissing Ra’s* Nope!

*covers up screen with phone* Nope!

“Perhaps you [Bruce] should consider what it [the knife] is before you drop two million dollars on it, shouldn’t you?” *chuckles*

*Bruce leaves the knife at the museum overnight* Oh this is such a bad idea…

Whoa!

Oh that camera angle though [as it goes from upside down to focus on Ed]! That’s awesome!

“Tomorrow night, Oswald…” Lemme guess… YOU DIE!

“…is the night you die.” Called it.

I still think it’s a really bad idea that they left the knife THERE by itself with two people who probably have no idea about Ra’s al Ghul.

“Alex, bring me the Palmerian Codex.” The what the what Codex?

I know there’s an actual name for this knife but I forget what they called it, starts with a “B” or something

AN: It’s formerly called the Balashi Blade, because it was originally intended to be an embalming knife

OK, so they do know about Ra’s al Ghul!

I feel like, if you take this whole Ra’s al Ghul thing out of context, or if you place this show in modern times, people would probably react to this like “Wait? That sounds like some Da Vinci code shit.”

“He [Ra’s al Ghul] was a warlord.” He was a warlord… who got caught up in some shit!

I’m sorry, I’m cussing so much in this. It’s like you see something so much that you allow yourself to make fun it of it even though you enjoy it. That’s it.

That… is a rather pathetic looking lion [in one of the display cases at the museum]. I mean, it’s been taxidermied, but it has a really small mane. Either that’s a juvenile or he just did not have enough testosterone in his system at all.

*Someone knocks on the door to the office* Please tell me it’s Ra’s al Ghul at the door.

He’s gonna be like “Hiiiii, I heard that someone was in possession of something I own. Or rather not ‘I own’ but other people have owned, but it’s been passed down to me, so technically, it’s mine. I own it.”

And the guy’s like “Uhhhh, no… we have plenty of knives here. We just don’t have the one you’re looking for. I’m so sorry sir.”

And Ra’s is like…. “Why you always lyin’…”

OK, I’m done.

IT IS HIM!

In this episode, if he does the whole “Bruce, be the Dark Knight the prophecy told you to be,” I’m gonna slap this laptop off this inn table.

Plus, this is quite possibly the best version of Ra’s al Ghul I’ve ever seen. I mean, I still like Liam Neeson’s Ra’s al Ghul but Alexander Siddig is actually of Arabic descent. And plus he’s just so charismatic!

“I’m [Ra’s] looking for a knife Bruce Wayne bought you [Dr. Winthrop] earlier today.” Because I am obsessed!

*gasps when Ra’s stabs Dr. Winthrop*

Where’d the kid [Alex the grandson] go?

*jams out to the opening theme*

“Harper, where’s Bullock?” “He asked me to fill him. He took a sabbatical for a few days.” Really?

Why does the actress that play Harper look really familiar?

They’re [Jim and Harper] just gonna let Bruce walk into an active crime scene investigaton?

“But I [Bruce] paid a great deal for it [the knife], and there was another bidder, a very aggressive one: Barbara Kean.” Haha, Jim’s just like “God dammit…”

Another panning transition shot! Take a shot!

God, Barbara, change your haaaaaiiirrrr! Ugh, or let it grow out. Please.

“If you [Barbara] had acquired the knife when I [Ra’s] first requested it, they wouldn’t be necessary.” I thought you said it was OK that Bruce got it!

Whoa!

“His name is Anubis.” Whaaat?

Whaaaaaatt?!? Did I step into an episode of “Hannibal?” What’s going on?

There’s Riddler’s hat!

“You know, your [Sofia’s] father taught me [Oswald] many things. Among them was to nurture a healthy paranoia.” Hooo….

“I’ll stab you.” HAHA!

Wow, way to make a lady in Gotham feel welcome, Oswald!

*”White Rabbit” by Jefferson Airplane plays in Barbara’s place* Ooohh, good song. Good song!

“You [Barbara] seem different.” Yeah, she took a rejuvenating bath in a certain famous neon green pit.

“Is it Ra’s al Ghul?” Whoooooo!!

BRUCE WAYNE, WHERE DID YOU COME FROM?!?

Oh that’s a cool shot of them [Jim and Bruce] just arguing in the alley!

“Ra's al Ghul is the real leader of the Court of Owls. He is the one responsible for the virus and having me kidnapped.” “And you [Bruce] didn't think to mention any of this before?” *claps appreciatively* Yes! Thank you, Jim!

“Why would he [Ra’s] want the knife?” Plot.

*scoffs* He [Jim] just hanged up on Harper?!?

*jaw drops in shock as the rappers deliver Ed’s riddle to Oswald*

*cracks up when Victor starts jamming out to it*

“What the hell was that?” HeheHAHA…

EDWARD SENT RAPPERS TO OSWALD! Oh my God, that’s amazing!

*has to take a minute to laugh*

“I [Oswald] want Victor to freeze him [Ed] again.” “Huh?” “Not you, the other Victor!” *just about ends up crying laughing*

“Earth meets sky, water flows, birds fly.” The pier!

“I [Oswald] want Ed Nygma.” AGAIN! Because you’re Oswald Cobblepot in this show!

He’s [Alex] hiding in the records room in broad daylight? With a bunch of windows?

*lets out a small gasp when we hear commotion outside the archive room*

Holy crap, Bruce has definitely grown! Oh my gosh… how tall is he at this point?

*Anubis jumps Jim* Whoa!

*Anubis’s handler starts speaking some ancient language.” Great.

*gasps when Anubis manages to bite Alex’s wrist*

*Jim knocks over all the bookshelves on Anubis* Ooooohhhhhh!!!

Where’s the knife hidden?

*Ra’s enters the precinct* OH MY FREAKING GOD!

“Ra's al Ghul. Minister of Antiquities attached to the consulate of Nanda Parbat.” OH. MY GOD!

“This is the guy that you're [Jim] looking at for murder? Why does he just walk in?” Why would you [Jim] openly discuss this with Harper right in front of the captain’s office, where Ra’s al Ghul is sitting, and Ra’s can probably read lips?

“I [Bruce] need to get you [Alex] to a hospital-” “No, no.” “Then the police.” DO NOT GO TO THE PRECINCT! Ra’s is there!

Hide! Go to Wayne Manor or something! Hide in the Batcave!

“You’re [Bruce]…weirdly cool.” Oh my gosh, that’s awesome.

Why would you [Jim] bring the evidence bag with you INTO THE CAPTAIN’S OFFICE?!?

I can’t believe Ra’s has the freaking balls to walk into the precinct himself and ask for assistance on looking for the knife.

Oh my God…

“May I [Ra’s] see the knife, Detective? It would so set my mind at ease.” *hisses in panic*

*gasps and sits back in shock when Alfred accidentally walks in on Jim interviewing Ra’s*

*Ra’s disappears* WHERE THE CRAP DID HE GO?

*freezes when we can hear Victor shoot the remaining Falcone loyalists outside*

“My [Sofia’s] father wouldn't have killed those men. He would have invited me to his club, as you did, but then gone further. He would have invited me to dinners. Had us seen in public. Sent the message that the old order supports me. And those men you killed would have pledged you loyalty. Now they're fertilizer.” Whoooo hoo hooo! Whoo!

Oh my God, Sofia’s probably gonna wipe the floor with Oswald’s ass later this season.

*gasps when we hear commotion outside the museum exhibit where Bruce and Alex are*

*Anubis enters* Oh that mothereffer!

Who’s the due with him that has half his face painted?

“Harper. If Mr. Pennyworth tries to leave, arrest him.” Ooohhhh…

“At midnight I'll make this one easy/ This place makes some people lie/ Some people speak/ And some people cry.” Speakeasy? A club? Iceberg Lounge!

Yeah, it’s the Iceberg Lounge! Yeah, and he’s [Oswald] crying there all the time.

“Can we please just torture them now?” “WHY NOT?!?” Haha!

*gasps when Anubis tackles Bruce to the ground*

*Anubis and Jim fall through the sabertooth tiger skeleton case* Oooohhh!

Bruce, what are you doing?!? Get Alex out of there!

*Alex beats Anubis off Bruce* Alex, get out of there! Where’s the knife?!?

*Jim accidentally distracts Anubis with a rib bone* Oh my God.

*Jim throws the bone out the window* OHHH my God.

*Jaw drops when Anubis leaps out after it* Well he’s gone.

*Jim stabs the handler in the stomach with another rib bone* Ooooohhhh!

Where’s Alex?!?

“Bruce, hand me [Jim] the knife.” WHAT?!?!? NO!

“He [Ra’s] killed Alfred. And then brought him back to life. And Alex's grandfather was afraid of this knife. I can't give it to him.” Bruuuccee!!

*yells in horror when Ra’s kills Alex*

God dang it… GUYYSSSSS!!

“This is all my fault.” Bruce, this is not!

“Alex is dead because of me. I killed him.” Bruce….

“Your [Ed’s] riddles suck.” HAHA!

“The answer was Stoker’s Cemetery. Only an idiot wouldn’t see that.” Nooo…

“Tell me, how long did it take you to come up with those riddles?” “I don’t know. A minute? Two minutes? A few hours… six hours.” What?

OK, that’s terrible.

“Oswald, I’m [Ed] gonna shoot you.” *In best Jerome impression* In the face!

*Mr. Freeze walks in* Oooooohhh!

“You remember him? My other Victor?” The other Victor!

“Stop. I changed my mind.” Oh my freaking- OSWALD!

I am so sick of this! They keep going back and forth on this whole Oswald and Ed weird friendship/relationship thingy!

*Jim grabs Sofia’s hand before she can touch him* Hoooo….

Oh my God..

*Jim and Sofia end up kissing* OH my God…

Oh…Oh…

*Jim and Sofia end up making out on the couch* OOHHHHH!!

Oh my gosh, why are they putting Ra’s in freaking Blackgate?

Oh my gosh, he [Ra’s] has the haircut!

*jams out to the ending theme*

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nerdwaifuu · 7 years ago

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The Elemental Experiments (A crappy fanfic I'm writing on FanFiction.Net)~ Chapter 1

Tick tick tick tick...

All the students stared intensely at the clock, as if it was a ticking time bomb ready to explode once the period was over. As the teacher spoke and no one listened, all watched the minute hand slowly making it's way to the 6 while the hour hand was moving in between the 2 and the 3. Once the hand touched the 6, the bell rang. The room then erupted in talking and shuffling of papers and other supplies.

"Alright kiddos, remember to read pages 208 to 214 and answer the Section Assessment questions. These are due as soon as you walk into the door." Mr. L told the students, triggering a chorus of complaints and groans.

One student with blonde, slicked back hair and vibrant icy blue eyes shook his head as his classmates complained as if Mr. L gave them a 20 page report they had to do by tomorrow, not just seven textbook pages and five easy questions asking about minerals where the answers could be found in the text.

All the students flooded out into the hallway, rushing to their lockers with the eagerness to head home. As the blonde teen exited the room, two of his friends came strolling, or rolling in one's case, up to him.

"Hey Zane!" The caramel brown haired boy exclaimed as he rolled by on his new blue heelys that he got himself for Christmas.

"Greetings Jay and Cole." Zane responded, his thin lips forming a small smiled as he examined the two boys. Both were very sweaty because they just got back from gym, and Cole had his now longer hair in a bun and was already carrying his stuff since he stayed after for football. Jay on the other hand, even though he was clearly either too tired or lazy to change out of his gym clothes, but still had enough energy to act like his usual energetic self.

"Alright, heelys squad! Let's go!" Jay shouted, rolling away from Zane and Cole. Cole shook his head and followed Jay with Zane right behind. They both shook their head as some older students noticed Jay rolling through the hallway and soon glare at the other two.

"Oh come on guys! Don't put those heelys to waste!" Jay exclaimed before reaching his locker. Both Zane and Cole promised to at least wear the white and black heelys Jay bought for them, but neither of them ever took part of Jay's "Heely squad" during school hours,

"Woah, Jay, no need to embarrass yourself in front of the seniors... being a freshmen is bad enough." a spikey, brown haired teen with a red hoodie, who just reached Jay's locker, told Jay. His brown eyes hidden behind the black lenses of his sunglasses. Jay rolled his eyes as he and Zane opened their lockers and gathered their stuff.

"Oh shut the eff up Kai. I don't care what the seniors think of me, especially now. All I need to worry about is that damn Bio test coming up..." Jay started to trail off in the end. One thing most freshmen worried about was the upcoming Biology, or Living Environment, tests.

"Oh well, that's your problem... except the Bio part. Ugh, why couldn't I be in honors classes last year... lucky you Zane." Kai grumbled, tugging at his red backpack. Out of the group of friends, Zane had high enough grades to be in Biology in 8th grade, even though Jay was also qualified. Instead, Jay got put into the other honors course. Earth Science, which Zane had to take this year.

"Oh well. Any whoooooo, you guys wanna come over to my parents summer house? I need help setting up that halloween party for this Friday." Kai asked the other three. Unfortunately, all of them shook their heads.

"Got Football practice, then my dad is dragging me to dance classes."

"Nah fam, I need to study for Bio and got a book re- I mean, "literature analysis" for language arts."

"Sorry Kai, I wish I could... however, my father is actually going to be home for once. Echo wants me to spend time with them."

Kai let out a sigh and shrugged.

"Okay, totally understand. Maybe Lloyd or Skylor are free tonight..." Kai responded, before walking away. Jay then cleared his throat and said "Don't have too much fun Kai."

"With which one though?" Kai winked before disappearing into the crowd. Jay chuckled and shook his head as he closed his locker.

"Well, see you guys tomorrow. Zane, tell Dr. J and lil' Echo I said hi. Cole, have fun at practice and acting like a ballerina. Heelys squad OUT!" Jay said before rolling away, also disappearing into the crowd. Cole did a little face palm before walking the other direction to the gym.

"Bye Zane. Also tell Dr. Julien and Echo I said hi." Cole said and quickly waved goodbye before disappearing as well, leaving Zane alone. Zane shot Cole one last smile and then found his way outside. He headed towards the bike rack, grabbed his old white bike, and quickly made his way to the nearby middle school. He put his bike onto the bike rack and jogged over to the car loop. He searched through the few children until he found his copper brown haired brother in the crowd. Unfortunately, after many times of trying to get his brother's attention by waving at him, Zane soon resorted to yelling his name.

"Echo Julien!" Immediately, Echo turned towards him and sprinted through all the kids until he reached Zane, wrapping his arms around his thin waist.

"Big brother! I thought you forgot about me! You were 25 minutes later than usual..." Zane grabbed out his phone to check the time. Echo was right, he was super late this time. Probably standing around while Jay and Kai talked wasn't the best idea...

"Oh... um... sorry about that..." Zane rubbed the back of his head as Echo giggled.

"It's fine. Let's head home. Hopefully mean old Stepmother isn't home today..." Zane smiled as he lead Echo to the bike rack and Echo hopped onto Zane's bike, his arms around Zane's waist.

"Yeah... hopefully not..." Zane responded before he started pedaling towards home. Both boys didn't enjoy the woman their father decided to marry after Echo was born. Once Echo was born, their mother unfortunately died in child birth. Their father thought they still needed a mother figure to help out, especially since Dr. Julien would be at work until late at night. However, the woman he chose to marry, Elizabeth Snow, drives the boys insane.

Luckily, when the two reached the driveway, their stepmother's car was not present.

'Oh hallelujah...' both of them thought as they went inside the house. The house wasn't much, but it had just enough for the whole family. When they walked in, the smell of tea filled the whole house. Yep, their father was definitely home.

"Father!" Echo squealed as Dr. Julien exited the kitchen with a cup of tea in hand. The young Julien ran over to Dr. Julien and hugged him as tight as he could. A huge smile appeared on the older man's face as he hugged his son back, but only with one arm. Echo then soon let go of Dr. Julien and dragged Zane into a big group hug. Their father began to laugh as he held his sons close to him. After a minute, they soon released and questions began to flood out of his mouth.

"So, did you discover anything new? Any new inventions? Did anything explode? What project are you and Borg working on now? Are the coffee machines fixed yet? Did anyone d-" Zane covered Echo's mouth before he could finish the last question. Dr. Julien started to chuckled.

"Oh you are so precious. But, I can't release any information about my projects yet." Dr. Julien said, booping Echo on the nose. The soon to be 12 year old tried to use his puppy eye strategy, but it had no effect on Dr. Julien.

"Well, no more talk about the lab. It's family time." Dr. Julien told the two boys, picking up Echo and carrying him to the dining room table where a game of clue was set up. Then, from there, the three played a couple rounds of clue until they heard a car pulling into the drive way. When the headlights shone through the front window, Zane and Echo scrambled to their rooms and worked on their homework while Dr. Julien quickly cleaned up the game before his wife opened the front door.

"Hello honey." The two overheard Dr. Julien say quickly to Elizabeth as she set her bag down on the now cleared dining room table. Soon enough, the parent's voices became muffled and quieter so Echo nor Zane could hear what they are now arguing about this time.

Both sigh as Echo goes into Zane's room and works in there until Dr. Julien came in, a frown on his face. He sighed before telling Echo to leave for a second so he can speak to Zane alone. Zane and Echo exchanged confused looks before Echo obeyed, closing the door right behind him. Many questions raced through the blonde's mind. Usually his father did this after his stepmother told him something about Zane.

"Son..." Zane was ready to hear it. All this school year, he has been avoiding home. He knows he's strange and doesn't fit in, nothing Dr. Julien could say could change other's opinions. Everyone thinks he's depressed. Everyone makes fun of him. What could Dr. Julien try to tell Zane about this time?

"You care about Echo... correct?" Zane's heart skipped a beat. Such a strange question...

He nodded slowly. Dr. Julien grabbed out a small leather journal and stared intensely at it, like the students in Zane's Earth Science class at the end of the day.

"Zane... promise to me... if I'm ever gone, make sure you are always there for Echo. Keep him safe, and always be careful. And..." He pointed at the cover of the journal.

"Find this journal. No matter what happens. Echo and this journal should be your first priority..." Dr. Julien tells him with a stern voice. Zane can clearly see the fear in his eyes, yet his whole face was not showing any clear emotions from what he could observe. His stomach felt like it was in a knot, his mind was spinning as it tried to figure out the reason for this conversation. Although, Zane just nodded and acted like he understood. Then, Dr. Julien put the journal back from where he got it and left the room. Fear and confusion filled Zane's body as he went back to his homework. His brain was trying to wrap around what he was talking about.

These thoughts continued to swarm in his mind even when he decided to try to go to sleep.

"Find this journal. No matter what happens. Echo and this journal should be your first priority..."

'Why? What will happen?'

A/N: Well then... why am I even posting it here??? Hopefully you like it. Btw, this is more of an alternate universe, so things will not exactly be like in the show. Also, I made Zane and Echo human, so yeah. Hope you all like it.

#ninjago #ninjago fanfiction #ninjago fanfic #ninjago zane #ninjago dr. julien

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koushirouizumi · 4 years ago

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DGMN REPEATVERSE A.M.V: “IMAGINATION FOREST” [ JOU x MIMI Implied ]

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V o c a l o i d / S i n g e r : I.A. Song/Creator: Jin

{ LYRICS / NOTES / WARNINGS UNDER ‘ READ MORE ’ ! } +

{ THIS POST IS A PLACEHOLDER POST. I’D PREFER NO REBLOGS YET, BUT ‘LIKES’/COMMENTS ARE OK }

I DID IT I FINALLY DID THE "IMAGINATION FOREST" MIMI/JOUMI AMV

KIND OF .......... PRELIMINARY VERSION SO IT'S NOT AS COOL (RIGHT NOW) ...................... hopefully it gets the point across / is fun enough for now at least ;;;;

no subs yet BUT will go through to smooth it out + add subs to this one eventually too

best things for this one probably!: - THE SONG IS PRETTY AND SOFT AND CUTE AND SWEET AAAAAAA I LOVE IT - IT'S MOSTLY ADV!MIMI BEING PRETTY AND CUTE AND SWEET AND SOFT ( AND ALSO ) [ HECK YEAH YOU GO MIMI ] ( NOT JUST SOFT ) - JOU APPEARS TOO THOUGH IT'S KINDA REPEATVERSE JOUMIs SPECIFIC JOU ILUUUUUUUUUU - THIS SONG CONNECTS TO ‘SHOUNEN BRAVE’ - OK THOUGH TBH SORA APPEARS TOO FOR A SIDE REPEATVERSE SOMIs MOMENT - my Repeatverse side OT4 is still YamaJourami though t B H - TRI!MIMI from Ketsui does appear though; mostly non-spoilery / more aesthetic-like ? ?? - well the end of Ketsui!Mimi's story bit is here but aaa very small / tiny moments with Jou - NO MAJOR OTHER TRI SPOILERS OTHERWISE WHOOOOOO - um I did include one TINY scene from Kokuhaku that was a Meiko moment but - she's not actually in the scene or the AMV at all aha (it's an aesthetic shot) scene of the glass dropping ........... - I LOVE THIS SONG SO MUCH ............... IT WAS THE NEWEST SONG AT THE TIME I GOT INTO THIS SERIES ;;;; literally RIGHT after I started the originating series the next song dropped ;;;; - I'VE BEEN WANTING TO TRY THIS AMV FOREVER I THINK IT COULD BE BETTER THOUGH AAA - LITERALLY I'VE BEEN WANTING TO DO THIS ONE SINCE THE VERY START OF REPEATVERSE ( BECAUSE IT EXPLAINS MORE OF MIMI’S ROLE IN THE THING TOO ) - psuedo deaths can be seen/implied BUT since it's mainly Adv, nothing Tri-dramatic / spoilery - T B H ........................ theresabitofKoumi and also TaiKouMi YOU CAN IGNORE IT IF YOU WISH but like. - tbh. tbh. I’m not apologizing anymore - OK BUT TBH KOUMI FRIENDSHIP ............... KOUMI FRIENDSHIP with DEVELOPMENT .............................. ;;;;; ;A;/ ;;;;; - THE ENDING .................................. MIMI ....................... YOU DID IIIIIT ( ??????? )

[ OK BUT LBR IF THEY MAKE IT THAT FAR ]

[ IF YOU THOUGHT MIMI ISN’T A MAJOR PLAYER TOO YOU CLEARLY HAVEN’T BEEN PAYING ATTENTION ]

{ IN THIS HOUSE WE LOVE & RESPECT [+CANON!]MIMI TACHIKAWA }

LYRICS

The S U M M E R B R E E Z E “ K N O C K S ” , And when I open up the window, I hear the chirps of birds wandering from afar. ... I put a half-read book aside, And say with a smile, " WHERE DID YOU C O M E F R O M ? " With MY BLINDFOLD still on , [ SOMETIME LIKE ] ‘ THREE IN THE AFTERNOON ’ ...

... The world is surprisingly simple, But it's ME who's B I Z A R R E , With complication Which no one ever understands ... ... Outside the town, in THE F OR E S T , In this house beyond people's notice... Yes, that's why none ever come to visit.

“ D O N ‘ T M A K E E Y E C O N T A C T !!! ”

With a hardened heart, I resign to loneliness, Living out my days seeing only " THINGS "... ... All I know is WHAT’S IN S T O R I E S , And if I L O N G for THE WORLD , JUST A BIT , will you F O R G I V E M E for it? ...

[ CHORUS ]

It faintly flowed along; Even in this irrationality I was born into,

SURPRISINGLY , THERE WAS L I F E ,

... Somewhere inside me .

TELL ME , won't that WIDE WORLD

In which I IMAGINE A WILD FUTURE ,

Whether it be TODAY or TOMORROW ...

Won't it K N O C K ON MY DOOR ?

[ Verses 2 ]

As I was having such fantasies, And gazing outside, I suddenly heard someone speaking...

... I knocked over my half-drunk herb tea, Spilling it all over the desk.

" WHAT SHOULD I DO ...?"

I thought, staring past the door. ...

"LOOK ANYONE IN THE EYES ,

And they'll TURN TO S T O N E ..."

That's what my PARENTS had heard, And it seemed MY " EYES " were THE SAME ...

And the way that ALWAYS GOES IN STORIES ,

Well, SUCH PEOPLE ARE TO BE F E A R E D ,

I KNEW THAT , and THAT'S WHY ----

[ CHORUS 2 ]

A THUMPING SOUND ECHOED OUT , The F I R S T K N O C K I'd ever heard.

And to say I was N E R V O U S . . . It wouldn't be quite enough.

LET ME SAY , that W I L D " W O R L D "

That I IMAGINED to " K N O C K "

IN REALITY , it " OPENED THE DOOR "

MUCH MORE EASILY THAN I ... expected. [ INTERLUDE INTRUMENTAL + VERSE ]

FINDING ME COWERING,

COVERING MY EYES,

THE PERSON was SURPRISED ;

" IF I LOOK YOU IN THE EYE ... YOU'LL TURN TO S T O N E .",

I STAMMERED , but he just S M I L E D .

"I've been LIVING AFRAID AS WELL ,

AFRAID I'D TURN TO STONE . . . "

" But WOULDN'T THE 'WORLD' BE SO MUCH BETTER "

" WITHOUT THAT F E A R ? "

[ FINAL CHORUS ]

REVERBERATING PEACEFULLY ,

MY HEART OVERFLEW with I M A G I N A T I O N ,

And A BIT OF IT RANG out into THE " WORLD " .

AND TELL ME , YOU WHO CAME TO ME

TO TEACH ME ABOUT A " WILD FUTURE "

THAT IF I'M EVER L O S T AGAIN ,

YOU'LL BE HERE ,

... WAITING FOR ME .

originating series video for fun comparisons!: [ once I re-edit the AMV I’ll make my own comparisons video too ]

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[ ^ “ Kuusou Forest ” ( “ Fantasy Forest ” ) is a slightly updated version !! ! ] ( the second video linked underneath my AMV; it’s also when the boys’ more complete [re]-design was 1st revealed for the 1st time to that fanbase ! )

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splendid-phan-blog · 8 years ago

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All the boys

Dan is forced to go to the strip club for a birthday and he unexpectedly has eyes for one of the girls working there

Warning: smutttt

inspired by this

Dan’s POV:

“Dan come on it’s gonna be fun” Phil told me through my bedroom door which I had locked for the purpose of Phil not being able to drag me there. “Since when did you find stuff like this fun Phil” I retorted “Dan you know I don’t but its just manners we show up” “Phil we’re gonna be surrounded by thirty year old horny men being pervs” I groaned “Dan just get ready you don’t have to talk just stay on your phone” “ugh fine but you owe me” I compromised getting up from my bed.

I lazily chucked on some black skinny jeans and a black button up, not caring if I looked like shit, I didn’t want to be there and they probably knew it too. It was Joe’s birthday and Caspar had decided to take Joe to a strip club to celebrate. A fucking strip club. And they decided that it would be a good idea to invite Phil and I. If you’ve talked to us for more than five minutes, you’d know we’re not strip club people, heck if you’ve even looked at us.

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“Happy birthday Joe!” I cheered giving him a hug, faking my excitement to be here “Nice to see you guys, sorry if this isn’t really your thing though” Joe smiled Yeah it really isn’t my fucking thing.

“I mean it’s always fun to try something new I guess” I laughed trying to make this as less awkward as possible. “Well i’m gonna go piss but i’ll see you later” Joe told me and I nodded.

“Look Dan it’s not that bad is it?” Phil spoke handing me a drink and taking our seats, “It even has really cool coloured lighting!” he pointed out which made me roll my eyes as I took a sip from the drink immediately grimacing at the foul taste. “Ugh beer really?” I scowled “It’s not really the type of place to serve cocktails is it Dan” Phil laughed. I took another sip hoping to get drunk so I wouldn’t feel so awkward around here.

I stared at the girls dancing on the platform, all shaking their hips and biting their lips. I looked at the people we were here with, they were all cheering as one of the dancers would dance near them... we were definitely the rowdy crowd. I peered over at Phil next to me to see him sneakily playing crossy road on his phone. Only Phil would play crossy road at a strip club.

Suddenly the lights dimmed and some cheesy music started playing as the sexiest girl I had ever seen stepped onto the platform, I looked around to see everyones eyes widened as they looked at her. The way she would sway her hips as she made any simple movement and God the way she bit her lip. She wrapped her fingers around the pole and I couldn’t help but imagine her wrapping those fingers around my- “WHOOOOOO SHAKE IT” I heard Caspar scream from next to me, I rolled my eyes at his childish comment but I was slightly glad he had snapped me out of this trance she had put me in.

“Hey uh Phil i’m gonna go to the bathroom” I muttered while still staring at the woman dancing. I quickly walked there hearing multiple murmurings from boys and girls talking about the same woman I had layed eyes on.

After I had returned from the bathroom I looked around trying to remember where my friends were sat, until I saw her at the bar, by herself. “Can I have two tequila shots please” I asked the bartender trying to act a suave as possible as she was next to me. I couldn’t help but stare at the lace garments that she wore, accentuating every curve on her body, it would look better on the floor though.

“see something you like?” she smirked her voice laced with sarcasm “I uh- i’m sorry” “Don’t worry, i’m a stripper I did come here to entertain you after all” and with that she smirked again before putting her empty cup down and walked off trailing her hand down my chest making my skin feel like it was on fire from her touch.

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We were the last ones to leave because Joe and Caspar wanted to see every girl there, we were definitely the rowdy ones. The club was closing down as everyone said their goodbyes outside.

As I waited for Phil to catch a taxi for us to finally get home, I saw her walking out. Her body adorned in a warm black coat that still somehow showed off her curves. I could see a bit of the black fishnet tights she wore before her high black boots cut off the sight. Her eye makeup smokey, her lips a dark red and her hair messy and textured.

“Coming Dan?” Phil asked snapping me out of my trance

“I think i’m gonna catch up with you later Phil” I told him sitting the taxi door and ignoring Phil’s cries and questions as I walked next to her.

“Oh look it’s staring boy” She smirked locking her phone and looking directly at me. “Well when I see a beautiful woman, I can’t help but smile” I flirted back trying my hardest to be anywhere as sexy as her.

“I’m flattered” she chucked now looking forward at the street

“I’m Dan by the way”

“Y/n” she responded cooly

“So why did you leave your friend and come here with me?” She quizzed “I honestly don’t know” I chucked making her smile.

“Okay then” she started out of nowhere

“Okay what?”

“Let’s do it then”

“What do-” My query was quickly cut off by her crashing her lips onto mine.

She pinned me against the cold brick wall and we continued to make out. My hands wandered up her coat feeling the lace adorned over her and her fingers tugged on my dark hair.

“Don’t think I didn’t know what your intentions were Daniel” She tutted and the use of Daniel made me blush even more, “Your place” she almost commanded before leading me to the street to catch a taxi.

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She lead me to her bed before roughly pushing me onto it and admiring me there defenceless. She slowly made her way up to me, my cock throbbing violently, she straddled and smirked at me before grinding slowly on my jean clad erection making loud whimpers leak from my lips.

“What do you want baby?” She asked taking off her clothes making my mouth water.

“Do you want my mouth?” She suggested and I nodded rapidly, “Thats what you want, my pretty little mouth”.

She practically ripped off my button up and painfully slowly slid my jeans down my legs. She rubbed my cock through my boxers with one hand and with the other one she lead my hand to her breast which I started to massage.

She pulled my boxers down and my dick immediately hit my abdomen, she gabbed it by the base and licked the tip making me practically scream. she then took me into her mouth, sucking and massaging all whilst playing with my balls.

Soon after she pulled away leaving me confused as to why that was so short. “You’re gonna cum inside of me you little slut” she whispered in my ear, her words alone could’ve made me cum.

She chucked her underwear across the room and I admired her amazing body. She pushed my hips down as they kept bucking up wanting us to be together. She lowered herself down onto my length and we both moaned out at the amazing feeling.

she quickly started to bounce on me and I reached up and held her boobs squeezing them making her scream. She moved her top half down and started to suck and bite my neck.

“Look how much you fucking love this Daniel” she moaned into my ear sending shivers up my spine, “You love how good I feel you little slut, fucking hooking up with someone you just met”

“Y/N” I moaned out loudly as I could feel an immense amount of pleasure build up inside of me. “Don’t you dare cum until I tell you too” She growled bouncing faster on top of me.

I was trying so hard to hold my orgasm in I hadn’t noticed her starting to slow down and screwing her face up, “fuck, you can let go Daniel” she screamed as she started to cum. I didn’t hesitate and immediately came bucking my hips as I did.

She detached from me and moved onto the edge of my bed. “Fuck that was amazing” I panted smiling, “Where are you going?” I asked as she buttoned up her coat and slid on her boots.

“Goodnight Daniel” she spoke before walking out of my room leaving me alone

#qfwc #dan howel imagine #dan howell fan fiction #dan howell smut #dan howell fic #dan howell imagine

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saraaboo · 8 years ago

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7 Minutes

A Seokjin one shot

Genre: fluff and angst

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"No, no, and again no"

"Come on, it will be fun" taehyung whined, trying to pull you towards the living room.

"I don’t see how 7 minutes in heaven is fun when there is only one girl present.“ You questioned, turning toward Tae with a sly smile, “or do you all plan on making out with each other."

Jungkook choked on the soda he was drinking as tae threw his head back with laughter.

"I’m not kissing any of you and that is final” rap monster interjected, clearly on your side in this fight. You were about to interject as well, when yoongi cut you off,

“it could be fun, besides namjoon, it’s not like members haven’t kissed you before.” Namjoon’s ears were turning red at this point. Jin just laughed, knowing exactly what kiss yoongi spoke of.

"Noona it will be fun! Please??“ Tae begged putting on his best act of aegyo that he could. He jutted out his bottom lip and gave you pleading eyes as he held onto your arms, making it impossible not to give intot him.

"Fine!” You shouted exasperatedly, throwing both hands in the air in defeat.

You knew you weren’t going to win this fight. If you couldn’t beat them, join them.

Without wasting a second, tae grabbed an empty bottle from the counter and placed it on the table in the living room where everyone gathered. The group haphazardly made a circle around the table. You could see namjoon inwardly groaning at the thought of having to participate in such nonsense. Tae was bouncing in his seat. Jungkook was finally being hit with the reality of the game, and yoongi was falling asleep on the couch.

"Everyone knows how to play right?“ Hobi shouted, waking yoongi from his slumber. Clearly annoyed, yoongi sarcastically remarked, "no. I don’t know how 7 minutes in heaven works. Please enlighten me."

Not sensing the sarcasm oozing from his hyung, hoseok proceeded to explain the game.

"So one of us will spin the bottle, whoever the bottle lands on is who the person who spinned the bottle will spend 7 minutes in heaven with. For the game, we will make the practice room at the end of the hall where the magic happens. Our closets are messy beyond help, and the practice room is sound proof.. just in case.” He finished, throwing a wink in your direction. You could only laugh at how cheesy he was sometimes.

“Any questions?” Hobi asked, looking around the table, making sure the directions were clear. “No?… then let’s start!” He clapped his hands for emphasis, startling yoongi once more. You laughed to yourself. Clearly someone wasn’t having as much fun as the others.

"I call first spin!“ Jimin shouted. He confidently spun the bottle in the middle of the table. Everyone watched it as it turned in circles, anticipating where it would stop. After about 10 seconds of spinning, it finally halted on hobi.

"Whoooooo!” Off to the room you go!“ Tae shouted, overly excited still that everyone agreed to play. The other members could only laugh.

This is going to be a long night I thought to myself, watching the retreating figures of the 2 boys as they made their way down the hall.

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A Taegi and Kookiemonster later, it was Jin’s turn. Round and round the bottle spun. Jin watched nervously as it began losing momentum. You noted how sweat formed at his brow as he focused on the table.

Why is he so nervous

"Hyung, why do you look like you are constipated” jungkook joked, taking in his elders state: clenched jaw, hands locked together on the table, knuckles white, and sweat beading his face. The other members laughed at the maknaes comment. You didn’t see what was so funny though. Clearly they knew something you didn’t.

"Oh ohhhhh! It’s slowing down!“ Jimin shouted pointing at the bottle.

"It’s almost done! Oooohhhh, it landed on ________!” Hobi all but screamed to the entire neighborhood. The rest of bangtan, minus jin, began to join in on hoseoks excitement. Even suga woke up enough to laugh at his hyung who was clearly displeased.

Geez you thought to yourself. I’’m not that horrible of a person. He doesn’t have to seem so disappointed in the bottle landing on me.

Needless to say, Jin’s attitude toward being paired off with you was a big blow to not only your ego, but heart. Yes you liked him. Yes you secretly hoped you would end up being paired with him by the fate of the game. No, you didn’t want it to end up like this.

"Let’s go hyung! Off to the room with _________!“ Hobi and tae sang in unison, pulling jin to his feet. He was practically dead weight as they used all the effort they could muster to get him to stand.

Wow, he doesn’t want to go that badly?

Tears began pricking at the back of your eyes. If this was how jin wanted to be, then you saw no point in staying.

"Forget it, I’m going home guys.” You flatly spoke, grabbing your purse and heading towards the door.

"Noona wait! Jimin called to you, but you had already grabbed your shoes and walked out the door. The sound of it slamming behind you resonated through the empty hallway, reminding you just how late it was, and how alone you were going to be on the walk home. You thought about asking one of the boys for a ride back to your place, but then you remembered him. The one who had put you in such a sour mood in the first place. You shook off any bits of paranoia ebbing at the edge of your gut instinct, and began the 2 mile walk home. __________

Was it always this dark? I could have sworn there were more lights on this street.

You were halfway home, and not even your thoughts could keep your mind off how creepy your walk suddenly seemed. It was a path you had taken plenty of times, however, this was your first time taking it at night. The ever joyful cafe on the corner that always welcomed you with the aroma of fresh coffee seemed desolate and menacing now. The flower shop on the corner casted shadows upon the ground, darkening your pathway. Everything about the route seemed different and off putting, it almost tempted you to call one of the boys. But, you were stubborn. You had made up your mind to being upset with them and their stupid game. You weren’t about to break your resolve because of the darkness around you being played up by your mind.

“You’re almost there ________, you can do this."

You hoped your pep talk would prove to be helpful. It almost was, until you heard a car come up behind you. You continued walking forward, pretending not hear it as it slowed down behind you. The tires pulled closer to the curb, crunching the dried up autumn leaves that resided there. From the corner of your eye you could see it was a black luxury car with windows to match. It was impossible to see who was behind the wheel, and that only added fuel to the ever growing fire of fear growing inside of you.

Did it get colder or am I just imagining it? You pondered to yourself, pulling your sweater tighter around yourself and increasing your pace.

Even though you tried to ignore it, the car kept following behind you. You wanted to run, to try to get away from it like your conscience was telling you to, but you were scared of what might happen.

Dammit, I should have called the boys. You mentally scolded yourself for being so stubborn.

Using your peripheral vision, you saw in a shop window that the car was still close behind you, only this time it picked up its speed to match yours. The hairs on the back of your neck began to stand as your phone vibrated in your pocket. At this point you were only a few blocks from your house, but a lot could happen in that short distance. It terrified you to even think about the possibilities.

Your phone vibrated again and again, signaling that someone was messaging you. Not wanting to stop any time soon, you continued your fast walk home. The car was still steady on your heels.

Please don’t let me die, not today. You silently prayed.

Your phone began to vibrate more frequently now, signaling someone was calling you. But with the car right behind you, there was no way you were going to answer it and potentially distract yourself from the impending danger. It only takes a second to be kidnapped.

Ok _________ just breathe. In…. and out…. in… and out….. in… and OMG JUST RUN ALREADY!

You broke out on a sprint as you closed in on the corner your home was on. The drive way was almost in your line of vision.

Almost there

”_______________! Will you stop running from me already?“ You slowed your pace until you were standing at the edge of your drive, heavily panting and creating patterns of fog that danced through the air before dissipating onto the night. You turned towards the voice, which you now saw was coming from the car that had been following you.

"Jin?! What the hell! I almost had a heart attack because of you.” You lamented, clutching at your chest for emphasis.

"Well I did try calling and texting you” he chuckled, taking in your disgruntled form. You just stared at him. He thought your bitch face was comical and began laughing his heart out.

"So you think this is funny?“ Jin’s laughing began to calm, until he regained composure.

"So this was all a joke to you?“

”___________ what are you talk-“

"So now you are completely fine with me? Now you can smile and be yourself with me? Because earlier when you spun that bottle and it landed on me, you seemed almost disgusted to have to spend 7 minutes alone with me.” By this point your voice was cracking and tears were streaming down your face. You could care less though. Jin had hurt your feelings, and you wanted him to know exactly why. You wanted him to be able to know that he was the reason you wouldn’t be around bangtan anymore.

”_________, it’s not like that just hear me out"

"Forget it, I was stupid to think you could ever like me the way I liked you. I was stupid to think we could be more than just friends. And you know what? I’m stupid for standing here and wasting my time talking to you. Goodbye Jin, have a great life.“

Saltwater tears clouded your vision as you made your way into your house. When you were ready to shut the door to what had once been your greatest source of happiness, you felt a deep sadness inside of you. Your heart was breaking into a million pieces, and you had no one to turn to. Bangtan had been your only friends for years now, and now that you didn’t have them, you felt so alone. You pressed your back to the door, crying your eyes and out and having trouble breathing.

"Oww, can you please let me in?” You heard from the other side of the door. You turned and saw that his foot was blocking you from fulling closing the door.

Stupid bastard, he just can’t let me cry in peace can he.

"Jin please,“ you began as you opened the door, not caring that it was pretty obvious that you were having an emotional breakdown, “get the hell away fro_”

He cut you off by stepping forward and closing the distance between you, and pressing his lips to yours. A mixture of emotions filled you; anger from his attitude earlier, hurt that he broke your heart like it was no big deal, and sadness that you had severed your tie with bts forever. But there was one other feeling inside of you that reigned stronger than the rest. Hope. Hope that him kissing you meant he felt the same, hope that him not leaving meant you weren’t meaningless to him, and hope that maybe you wouldn’t have to cry over him anymore.

Gently he pulled back and rested his forehead against yours. Tears that were still falling began to get wiped away by the pads of his thumbs. You were scared to look at him, you didn’t want this feeling of hope to go away. In the moment, it was all you had.

Silence fell between you two and you stood in place. Words formed in your mind like “why did you kiss me?” Or “why did you act how you did?” And “so what now?” But all that came out was silence.

”_______….. I am so sorry" he started. “I messed up big time. I never should have acted that way earlier tonight. I was just so……” his sentence broke off as his voice dropped to barely above a whisper. He placed his hands on your waist, keeping his forehead connected to yours. He fell just as silent as you had been. Your curiosity was nagging at you, dying to know what he couldn’t say. You fought with it, debating whether or not to urge him to continue talking, but in the end, you stepped away from him. His arms fell to his side as you pulled away from his grasp.

He looked up at you for the first time since your kiss, and if you weren’t mistaken, you could have sworn he wore a mask of sadness to match yours. This made you a bit upset. How could he be sad when you were the one who got your heart torn into pieces? The more you thought about it, the more your blood began to boil. Him continuing to stand there in silence only aided in making you more angry.

"Leave" just one word, but it seemed to shoot jin in the chest. He looked up at you, mouth opening and closing as if he wanted to say something, but didn’t know how.

"I said leave.“ You repeated more loudly. He visibly flinched at your tone of voice, clearly not expecting you to be so upset.

"No” he whispered back. “I’m not leaving” As he stepped towards you, you took a step back.

"________ please listen,“ he began again, walking towards you as you continued backing away. “The reason I acted the way I did earlier was because I was so… so..” and then you ran out of space. Your back was against the wall, and you had no choice but to hear him out. Your feet began to be your main focus as he continued walking forward, until only a few inches remained between you two. “the reason I acted the way I did, it was because I was…. nervous. I really like you ________, and I was scared to be alone with you. They’ll guys out together this whole plan to get you to play the game in the hopes that we would end up alone together.” Jin bitterly chuckled as he continued, “looks like their master plan worked, but I blew it. I completed destroyed any chance I had at being with you.” He banged his fist against the wall above you in frustration. “I ruined any chance I ever had at calling you mine because I was too scared I would be rejected."

Now you looked up at him. He looked so vulnerable in front of you. It hurt to see him so fragile. You wanted to reach out and hold his face in your hands, to wipe his tears away like he had done for you. And that’s exactly what you did. Slowly you reached up and took his cheeks in your hands. His eyes met yours as you gave him the softest look of sympathy you could.

"Jin… you are such an idiot.” You laughed as a new set of tears began to cascade. Only these ones were from being happy. “I have liked you for a long time, but I didn’t want to be rejected so I kept it to myself. ” He sniffled as he placed his hands on your waist, pulling you till you were flush against him.

“Does this mean you will be mine ______?” He hopefully asked, placing his forehead against yours once more.

"Of course pabo, I couldn’t ask for more.“ Was your response before closing the distance between your lips once more.

Bts, they may have been a pain most of the time, but tonight, their shenanigans actually worked out in your favor, and you couldn’t be more glad that it did.

-sara

A/N: and I am alive!!! I know it has been a while since I wrote anything, and for that I apologize, School and work have been taking over my life T.T At least the semester is half over. Hopefully I can post more for you soon <3

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