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dienamights · 4 years ago

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Not Your Best Man | D.Kaminari

✎ Denki Kaminari was resentful of all the things Katsuki Bakugou has, the high hero ranks, the fame despite his demeaning behavior, his intelligence, and most importantly, you.

✎ Protagonists: Denki Kaminari x Fem!Reader

✎ Word count: 5.2K

✎ Category: Smut MDNI, angst

✎ Caution(!): Smut MDNI, swearing, denki is jealous, bakuhoe is an asshole, mommy kink, loss of control of quirk during sex, degradation, praise, oral (male!receiving), unprotected sex, orgasm denial to a certain point, mention of puking, doing denki dirty in so many ways and I’m sorry but I’m also… not sorry.

✎ Author’s notes: Hello! Hope everyone’s well! I’m here with @forrest-fern’s Seven Deadly Sins server Collab! I snatched Denki and chose Envy! I wasn’t able to get bakugou but you know damn well I’m squeezing his ass in there lmao (peep the banner you can see the boom boom boy) (shut up im not late shush)

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Her hair is piled up and back, showing more of her delicate yet strong features. Skin so flawless his hands feel bound when he wants to touch it, afraid of staining it with his fingertips, not deeming himself worthy to taint it. Eyes brought out beautifully with makeup products she knew how to work to make her look even more gorgeous than she already is. Lips perfectly coated in lipstick, always formed in the littlest smile, and he feels compelled to kiss the product off of them.

The dress is perfect, it sits on her body as if it has been made just for her. Its fabric folds hugging her figure, following her curves. It’s color is gorgeous against her skin with long sleeves that cover her arms, the backless dress shows skin that begs him, taunts him to touch it and to guide her along with him. The collar exposes enough shoulders that teases him to bite and mark up. It's tight skirt pooled till the floor with a slit up to her left thigh. She looks stunning and he couldn't stop but linger his eyes on her.

She looks as though she is an angel, in the form of the most beautiful girl on earth. Mesmerising eyes, so crystal clear that he could see rivers, oceans, the whole world through them. No flower, no goddess, not even Aphrodite could ever compare to her beauty. She has the body of a dancer, lithe, supple and oh so beautiful. With every step she takes, it looks as though she’s floating, and Denki only became more convinced that he had been around an angel for the majority of his life and he -regretfully- only was able to realize it a bit too late.

Regretfully, because she wasn’t his, isn’t his, will never be his. Not the measly unimportant groomsman. No, she is the best man’s, Katsuki Bakugou’s, meant to be his forever.

Bakugou’s BakugousBakugousBakugous… Dammit

“I do.”

An adorable little boy dressed in a black tuxedo walks up and hands Kirishima a ring. He slips it on Mina's finger. The pastor smiles and turns to Mina. She wears a strapless wedding gown with embroidery on her bodice. Rhinestones and pearl beads sewn on her gown. She wears a two-tier veil, with a matching crystal head-piece. She holds a French rose silk bouquet. Kirishima is stunning. He wears a black, single-breasted, satin tuxedo with a white-wing collar shirt.

The pastor repeats the question and receives the same reply. You watch her take his ring from a small girl dressed in pink and place it on his finger. "By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife."

"You may now kiss your bride." He does so, placing his hands on her shoulders and pressing his lips against hers. The pastor holds up his hands, bringing the cheering crowd to their feet.

Kirishima and Mina leave the gazebo, arms linked, with huge smiles on their faces. The best man, maid of honor, and the groomsmen and bridesmaids follow suit, falling in behind them. They stop near the end of the walk, forming the start of the receiving line.

The family and guests file down, pausing for hugs and kisses and congratulating the young couple. Mina then turns around and throws her bouquet of flowers behind her. The women collide with each other as they try to catch it.

She cheers loud when the bouquet falls in your hands, and you giggle and wave it around, the women’s disappointed groans muffled in your ears when you catch the beautiful vermillions of your partner, oblivious to the golden specks that have been eyeing your every move since you stepped foot into the wedding.

“You could’ve been more obvious about wantin’ me to put a ring on your finger.” Katsuki chuckles against your ear, standing behind you with his hands on your hips, both of you looking at the newlyweds as they enter the reception with everyone awwing at them as they did their first dance as husband and wife.

The sun has set long ago, the full moon hanging and illuminating the area beautifully, the fairy lights and lamps circling the area, making the happy couple look absolutely glowing, and you smile at the scene from outside the dance floor.

“They fell in my hands ‘Suki.” you giggle, lacing your fingers between his, “Besides, you already did, didn’t you?”

“Hmm,” his breath tickles your ear, fingers twisting your engagement ring around your ring finger, “was forced to, after all that whinin’ ‘bout wantin’ to settle down and not knowin’ when we’ll see each other when we’re goin’ on missions, and cherishin’ the lives-” he fakes a snore and rests his full weight on your back, both of you laughing as you tip forward and he catches you in time, placing his hand on your waist again and swaying with you as you see your friends happier than they ever were.

You look perfect, standing there holding each other, absolutely and utterly disgusting. Denki stares at you, fire spreading in his abdominal, his lungs constricting with every breath he takes the longer he looks at you. Swaying together, Katsuki’s lips pressing against your temple and you letting out the most beautiful laugh, Denki can’t help but clench the front of his shirt at the sight, wishing, hoping for nothing more than to be in his shoes, being the one lucky enough to be able to hold you that close, the one that has the privilege to hear your laugh, the one to make you laugh.

“Hey Denki,” He is snapped back to reality when Kirishima stands in front of him, blocking his view from the flawless couple. “H-hey Eiji! Congratulations bro, you’re finally a married man!” They hug, Denki’s eyes never leaving you while Katsuki twirls you to face him and peppers kisses across your face. “Thanks man! Hey sorry, could you get Bakugou for me real quick, we’re taking a few pictures with the best man and the maid of honor.”

“Right away, man of the hour.”

Oh God, oh God, he isn’t ready to face you yet. You look too pretty, he doesn’t feel worthy to be in your presence, driven to bow down and ask for forgiveness for even breathing the same as yours. And yet, you smile upon his arrival, even letting go of Bakugou’s hand to wave him over, and you’re blessing him with your smile, giggles sounding like the singing of angels when he waves back excitedly.

“Hi!” you beam up at him the minute he’s close enough to be graced with your voice, “Where have you been, it’s like you were avoiding me all this time,” you pout for a second and Denki could swear he felt his heart skip multiple beats when your lips wobble and a smile makes it way back up at him.

“H-hey, ummm, Baku- uh.” he laughs at himself, trying to collect whatever dignity he has left. “Uh, Eiji is lookin’ for ya bro, something about a photoshoot with the maid of honor?” The groan Bakugou lets out is enough of a confirmation.

“Fuckin’ pain in my fuckin’ ass bitch” he grumbles, pressing his lips against your temple again, promising to come back after the ‘Motherfuckin’ bitch shoot’ is done. You only reply by squeezing his arm, a silent reassurance that you’ll be waiting for him when he gets back.

It's so revolting, the way he swears up and down, having the filthiest mouth with his words, not even respecting the beautiful goddess that tries to calm his nasty self down, he should be more considerate of you and your feelings, God he loathes the way he treats you. The way he mistreats you.

You deserve to be treated so much better than that, the way Denki would, he’d downright kiss the ground you walk on, remind you every day that you’re the best thing that ever happened to him, the best goddamn thing to ever grace this earth.

Okay, you’re staring. God, has she been staring too? Denki, people always say you never shut up, use it to your advantage for once in your life.

Denki extends his arm to you, curses under his breath, wipes his sweaty palm against his pant leg before extending it again. "Would you like to dance?" You raise your eyebrows. "Would you like to dance?"

"Well, dancing is what a charming gentleman like myself would do.” He beames at the chuckle you let out. “Besides, you're beautiful and I want to show you off.” He pauses. “You know, while Bakugou is busy with his best man duties and all."

You smile, your pretty lips letting out a little giggle at his posture as he starts wiggling his fingers persuasively, and shake your head. "You know what? Yeah, I would like to dance."

Arm-in-arm, you and Denki head into the dance floor and step onto the wooden ground. You felt him move easily with you, agile and confident with the music as he takes the lead. His hands slowly yet surely reach to your lower back, but you shrug it off.

"Ah, expect tango music after this," he says. Eyes gleaming as they shift over to the DJ that nods in acknowledgement to him. He frowns when he sees your averted face, shifting your eyes away from his, observing, searching for him, your fiance, the person he wishes he could be, someone he could never be.

Denki trips over his words in an effort to regain your attention, “A-anyway, uh, um. Hey! Did you know that uh, t-tango is banned in other places of the world?" you raise your eyebrows.

“Is it?”

“Yeah, wanna know why?”

“Didn’t expect you to know honestly.” He smiles as you laugh lightly, but something tugs at his heartstrings, its because you think of him as nothing but stupid brainless dunce face, depsite him entering and graduating one of the best hero courses in all of Japan, alongside you of all people, despite his hero work, the people he saves, the villains he captures, fuck.

You don’t miss the way his face falls after your remark, an almost sour expression passing through before he clears his throat and looks behind your shoulder at basically nothing. “S-so,” you start, “Why was it banned?”

The blond’s eyes flicker over to you and soften at the way you’re cocking your head and smiling at him, despite him getting upset with you. What is he doing? He’s experiencing something straight out of his fantasies, having you pressed so close to him, dancing with him and smiling at him. No one else.

“Oh, okay okay, so. It was considered the dance of the low-lifes at the worst places of society when it first emerged, and so the church banned it, because they said it had the music of the “immoral” factions of society”

“Oh? Why’s that.”

“It was considered an oversexualized dance. Portraying the sin and seduction of the Devil. It represents the Devil's nostalgia, his unrequited aspirations, loneliness, rejection, and misery. The longing of someone who will never fit in, who has never had love nor passion.” He takes a deep breath.

“It's like sex, except with clothes on.”

In a failed attempt to seduce you, he stumbles and steps on your heels. Earning a weak yelp from you as you back up from him.

It's okay, it's okay, he can fix this. Oh God the music stopped. Okay he gets to dance tango with you now and press you even more against him and hold you even closer, okay. God, are his hands always this sweaty?

The silence that follows the stopping of the music makes him panic, you’re so close, he just needs to reach out and hold you against him again. Press your tender body against his, let him pretend you’re his, pretend that he’s lucky enough to take you home with him. Help you take off your dress, press kisses against the curves of your body, make love to you all night.

Put all of that is cut short when he feels a daunting presence behind him, and he doesn’t need to turn around to know who it is. Because the way your face lights up at that presence is enough to stop his blood from pumping, enough for him to see only red, for him to dig his nails into the palm of his hands until he feels it piercing his skin.

“Hey,” the taunting voice of Katsuki Bakugou reminds him how beneath him he really is. “Yer havin fun with my girl.” it wasn’t a question. Despite that, in a desperate attempt to feel your touch one more time before you’re swept away by your big strong hero, that he would never be able to match to.

With trembling fingers, Denki grasps your hand and brings your knuckles close to his lips, eyes boring into each other while he kisses them, and you only grin in appreciation at his manners, doing the most adorable courtesy he has ever seen in his life, almost forgetting the looming presence of his former classmate.

Bakugou moves around Denki to reach you, and Kaminari knows at this point all hope is lost for you to dance with him, or better yet, have any interaction with him again for the entirety of the night. Katsuki held your hand with surprising firmness, caramel scent wafting through as you feel how sweaty his hands really are.

“Are you warm?” You mumble, lacing your fingers through his when his reaction is to pull his hands away to wipe them at his pants.

“No.” It's firm and it's rough, yet it isn’t directed at you. It’s directed to the other blond that surprisingly still hasn’t backed down and is still standing straight, eyeing how you two act as a couple, how he wishes you would hold his hand, ask him if he was warm, embrace all his insecurities.

As your fiance leads you back to the center of the dance floor. Hand starting at your waist but quickly slipping to grab a handful of your ass, chuckling when you squeal and slap his chest. Something wicked gleams in his eyes when the first tune of the violin starts playing, drifting with the harmony of the accordion.

“You and I both know that my knowledge of tango is as much as my knowledge for knitting, that’s right, nonexistent.”

“You know my body, don’t you?” he doesn’t wait for an answer. “Follow my lead, let your body do the talking.”

“You’re crazy.” yet you still laugh, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips as he pulls you impossibly close to him, raveling in the feeling of your chest pressed to his. You’re rolling your eyes a little at the way his smirk stretches when he pinches your butt, but you instantly shiver when he places his warm calloused hand within the cutout of your dress on your lower back, skin to skin. And just like your body is made to be molded against his, you place your arm over his shoulder while the other is engulfed in his.

He steps close, too close, scandalously close. Pressing his cheek against your temple and only then meeting the eyes of Denki, that's when his smile drops, every playful act with you is gone. His magma filled eyes staring into the soul of the electrical hero.

Mine MineMineMine

Neither were stupid, Katsuki knows what Denki is doing, and Denki is well aware of Katsuki’s ability to piece shit together.

Denki is left lonesomely standing by the DJ, watching the way you two dance, the way Bakugou steps forward in your space and you stepping back to accommodate him. He seethes in his stance as you two rock on your feet, the way Bakugou handles your body with firmness and strength, yet softly watching you when you giggle at the way he spins your body effortlessly. Kaminari sees the way you let yourself be led, the way you trust Bakugou to handle you, hold you, care for you, in ways he could only hope for you to see him.

You are perfectly synchronized, almost fluid like, an extension of each other, like you had done this a million times before, practised day and night to perfect it. Bakugou takes his time twirling you across the room, seductively slow. Thighs brushing against each other with every stupid turn.

His body whispering commands to yours, daring it to misbehave, you step and lean and sway, every movement perfect and precise, like an intricate choreography that you have never learned, but your bodies remembering them. He dances with you the way he has sex—with exquisite control, infinite patience, and aggressive moves.

Huh, that's what Denki must have meant.

At that moment, your eyes catch him standing outside the dance floor, and you almost don’t recognize the man alone, filled by ugly emotions they couldn’t help but spill and show on his expression. Sour and hateful and just plain cruel looking.

Katsuki’s mouth curves in a lazy smile at how your brows furrow, spinning you in a vigorous turn so he’s the one facing him instead. You aren’t dense, you feel the eyes on you, well aware who they belong to as they burn through your back. He lowers his head, forcing you to look back up at him, your lips grazing against his, too close.

“Yer puttin’ on a show for your boy?”

“A show- no you ass, weren’t you the one that wanted to dance?” you try to lean away to scold him -yes, middance- but the blond lowers further, until you think he’s trying to get you to shut up by kissing you. Suddenly he’s dipping you low, his face stays only a few inches away from yours, your back arching beautifully.

A static sound dwells on you, followed by the buzzing of electricity. The lights flicker and you instinctively grab at Katsuki, tightening your hold against his bicep, your eyes searching his when he doesn’t lift you back up, only to find him not even looking at you.

His fingers are tingling, tips wiggling as they shoot little sparks at the sight in front of him, his golden eyes illuminating in the momentary darkness as they clash with the magma filled rubies, challenging him, taunting him, mocking him.

MineMineMine

And when Denki accidentally short circuits the entire DJ booth, the dance hall instantly quiets, a blanket of silence weighing them down and daring someone to break it. And yet, Bakugou has other plans, of course.

Sneakily, he slides his hand down from your back to your knee, firmly grabbing your leg as his eyes meet yours before lifting it to his hip. Fingers slipping under your dress and grazing your upper thighs, sending goosebumps racing across your skin, not having the courage to break eye contact until you hear the gasp of a few of the attendees. Only then does he close the gap between to press his lips against yours, the little audience you collected clapping and cheering you along.

The whistling and cheering is loud enough for you to miss the sound of Denki’s fist slam against the table and the sobs wrecking him as he drags his feet away from the scene.

BakugousBakugousBakugous

Sero grunts as he struggles to push the hotel room door open with Denki leaning his full weight on him. It takes him a couple of tries to finally get the drunk man on the bed, slapping his hands away as Denki tries to grab at and kiss the man.

“C’moooon, Hantaaaaa, s��not like you don’ wanna, look atchu, you’re takin’ off m’clothes but you don’ wanna kiss me?”

“You ass, I’m taking off your shoes because you stepped in your own vomit.”

The man gags, chugging the shoes in the trash can and helping his friend ease off of his suit jacket. “Yer a good man Hanta, say, you wanna be m’best man?” Sero laughs, shaking his head as he tries to help him lay on his stomach, “y’know, when I marry y/n.”

The silence that follows is deafening, Sero not having the heart to talk when he catches the sound of Denki sniffing and burying his head in his pillow.

“I- “

“Jus’ leave me alone, Sero.”

And he does, the only confirmation of his solitude is the echoing click of the door’s lock as Sero leaves Denki to brew in his own self loathing.

It takes Denki a few minutes to collect himself, the nausea forcing him to take off his shirt and pants, lying down on his back to feel the cool air on his chest. He doesn’t realize he has his eyes closed until he snaps them open when he hears his door click close.

There you are, radiating, mesmerizing, you’re practically glowing, standing there by his door, adorned by your… nightgown?

God, please don’t say you’re in the wrong room, please don’t say you’re in the wrong room.

“You sure you’re in the right room y/n?”

You don’t answer, you just simply, untie your robe. And Denki’s eyes practically bulge out when the silk robe slips right off of your shoulder and drops in a pile on the floor by your feet. He can’t look you in the eyes, he’s looking at every inch of exposed skin he can muster, committing every curve, every dip, every contour, every fucking thing to memory.

“You’re here, aren’t you?” that’s when he looks back up at your eyes -after shamelessly staring at your peaking nipples for a second too long - blinking twice at your words. He sits up with a struggle, “W-wait, what about Bakugou?”

“What about him?”

And honestly, that alone almost made him bust a nut.

You’re pushing at his chest until he lays back down, throwing your leg over his figure and straddling him. Instantly, he feels your warmth pressing against his strained length and his body shivers at the thumbing against it.

“You’re so good to me Denki,” you breathe, fingers combing through his hair before you take a fistful of it and lightly tug, rolling your hips against his and relishing in the whines he lets out, slender fingers reaching for your thighs and grabbing handfuls, his eyes begging for you to do it again, and when you do, he throws his head back and moans.

“You treat me so well,” you pout, nails tracing his sweaty flushed chest, peppering kisses along it, moving up until you reach his ear, biting at it and giggling when he ruts his hips up against you. Feeling your slick dampen the front of his boxers as his leaky cock does the same. “So pretty for me” he whines again, eyes blown out and chest heaving at the feeling of being kissed by you, held by you, touched by you, hell, looked at by you.

“Fuck, again, ah- d-don’t stop, pleaseplease-”

“Use your words baby, wadda you want?” he thrashes against the bed when you grind your hips against his again, the tips of his fingers buzzing and twitching when you’re lowering yourself to press your chest against his face.

“Fuck, wanna feel your pretty pussy, feel you squeeze my cock, please, just -ah, put it in.” it's all muffled from the spit collecting on tongue and the way he’s smothered by your tits but honestly he wouldn’t have it any other way.

His body refuses to move as you scoot lower, straddling his thigh and grinding your hips against it, wickedly smiling as he whines ‘nonono’ when you do, “m-my cock, my cock, please stop teasin’.” the tip of your finger traces the elastic of his boxers, giggling at the way his body jerks up and at the gasp he lets out when you snap it against his hip. Before gliding your finger against his strained cock, enjoying the way it twitches under your touch, feeling it harden against you.

You coo at him as you pull off his boxers, when you see that there is no initiation from him to move. The sight of his pretty cock with its fiery head welcoming you and you can’t help but grab at it. “Pretty boy all needy for me, hmm?” You give it a lick from the base to the tip, sucking on the head of his cock and feeling it twitch inside of your mouth, hollowing out your cheek and looking up to see the way his face flushes, his body illuminating with the crackling of the thunders around him, twitching his body before he breathes out a few times to calm himself down.

How is he so lucky? How is he blessed with having your lips wrapped around his cock, just looking at you is tightening a knot in his belly, and he can’t help but throw his head back and close his eyes in an effort to prolong his orgasm to feel even more of you.

He doesn't open his eyes until he feels a looming shadow on him, and that's when he catches sight of you again, the moon hitting your face, your glistening precum-covered lips smiling down at him.

“Want me to take care of you?” You tease, chuckling breathlessly as Denki feels your pussy on his cock, your slick covering it as you roll your hips and feel your pussy gush at the way his body shivers in ecstasy at your touch. “Yes! Please mommy ye-”

“Mommy?” Did he just say it out loud? “No, ah- fuck, no-no I didn’t say that I-” you don’t even let him talk, gyrating your hips again, covering his dick with your slick, without having your walls flutter around him just yet.

It takes a few teasing grinds of you against him to have him sobbing at this point, “m-mommy please just please! I wanna, ah” he thrashes when the tip of his leaky cock catches your clit, the lightnings he’s producing passing by his eyes and obscuring his blurry vision for a while, before he’s blessed with the sight of you beautifully arched on top of him. “In, in, wanna feel the pretty pussy, please please lemme feel the pretty pussy.” it's just meaningless babbling at this point, anything to get your walls tightening around his cock, all sensitive from being rubbed against you for god knows how long.

And when his head catches your cunt, he all but cries out at the way it clenches at the head, bucking his hips up to feel more of you. Wanting you to swallow him whole, take him all the way in. “Y’gonna just fuck into my pussy like that, hmm? Is that how you’re treatin’ mommy now?” “n-no! Ah, m’sorry pleaseplease, I just, you feel s’good, you’re s’tight aaah, wanna feel more, please I want more more more,” and he does. So, without a warning, you drop your hips and impale yourself on his cock, and for fuck’s sake all of what Denki saw what white for a few seconds, he could’ve sworn he heard a few angels singing, even.

“That what you want, hmm? Want her to take care of her pretty boy?” you pout mockingly, bouncing yourself on his lap as he tries to grab hold of your hips to guide you, but the way you’re jerking his body has his head dizzy and his sight swimming, the low buzzing of his quirk muffled by the wet slaps of your skin against his, your ass clapping against his thighs and he doesn’t think he’ll ever forget that sound, and he just settles for letting you please yourself with his cock, because if you’re gonna use him as a fucking dildo, then he wouldn’t fucking have it any other way.

Weakly snapping his hips upwards with the drops of your hips, Denki’s leg shake and it takes a few more times for his cock to fully seath itself in your tight walls for him to let go, feeling your pussy squeeze his cock for all his worth as your pants turn into whines, suddenly they’re very afar, almost like you’re underwater. Yet he’s the one feeling like his lungs are constricted when he hears the name you’re calling, and it isn’t his. “Ka- ahh- suki…”

Only then does Denki realize that you aren’t in his room, your discarded rope isn’t thrown haphazardly on the floor by the door, your slick isn’t covering his thigh or coating his dick, and the worst of all, your pussy isn’t the one that has been squeezing his cock, oh no.

It was his hand, those slender fingers wrapping around his softening cock, smeared with his cum. He lifts his hand in horror, disgust and shame eating him up, especially when his ears perk up at your sound.

“Fuck, Katsu- yesyesyes, right there, yes!” Whatever nausea he felt subsiding is coming back tenfold, burning his throat as he slaps his hand over his mouth, anything to stop himself from puking on himself.

“Ha, that what you want? Getting dicked down after havin’ fun with that fuckin’ dunce face.” The wet sounds of Bakugou’s hips slapping yours is almost making his ears bleed. “Havin’ that prick touchin’ ya like that. Fuckin’ slut, all of that to rile me up so I can fuck that tight lil pussy, that what you want?”

Denki doesn’t know what’s the last nail on the coffin, the absolute filth being spewed to you, tainting your angelic ears, that aren’t meant to hear anything but praises and confessions of love and gratitude, the fact that you’re squealing and moaning for him to fuck you even harder, or the fact that he’s listening to every squealching sound, every creak the bed made, every slam of the headboard against your shared wall, every breath, every moan, every scream, everything.

That's when Denki flings himself off of the bed and empties his stomach, right on the floor next to his bed, tears stinging his eyes as he tries to trick himself that it's because of the way his throat is burning and not because of the way his heart is shattering, feeling it wrenched from his chest and thrown on the floor, stepped on and spat on and just beaten to the point of no return.

Sniffing and lifting his head up, Denki can’t help but see red, his whole body crackling with newfound vigor, his whole body is numb, like his quirk is taking the lead, putting his consciousness on the back burner. He chuckles, despite you moaning out Katsuki’s name when you find your release, despite him calling yours as he finds his, despite hearing your giggles and the kisses he’s pressing against god knows where on your body, despite the tears streaming down his face.

The last thing Denki remembers before he lets his quirk take complete control over him, is the humming of energy, the fleeting blinding brightness, the shattering of the light bulbs all around him, the loud deafening bangs, almost like music to his ears and finally, the sound of you screeching in horror.

Hope you like it! Kithes kithes

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msmarvelwrites · 4 years ago

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Coming Home

Summary: Loving Natasha was hard, but losing her was something you were never equipped to handle. Until she comes home.

Pairing: Natasha x reader

Warnings: fluff and feels, explicit language, smut, oral (f receiving- they’re gay bro), a little sprinkle of angst because I can’t help myself.

Word Count: 2.1K

Authors Note: For the incredible @sweeterthanthis’s request ‘Natasha + drunk sex + “believe it or not, this isn’t the weirdest place I’ve banged.”’ Thank you so much you sweet angel baby.

You watched as Steve disappeared into thin air, waiting on bated breath as seconds turned to excruciating minutes. Worry began to sizzle between your small group of friends. Finally, after what felt like hours he reappeared in a flash of white light on the tarmac. Steve took a step, a smug smile playing on his lips... And that's when you saw her.

Natalia Romanoff.

She looked like someone out of folklore, standing there with her flushed cheeks and sparkling eyes clutched to Steve’s arm as if she would topple over any moment. She glowed, you thought, as the setting sun beyond illuminated her hair.

Your heart was hammering in your chest, vision blurry as the sound of her melodic giggle melted over you. The hours you had spent longing to hear it, pretending it was ringing in your ears suddenly didn't do it justice. Like windchimes by the lake.

“Oh my god.” You managed to choke out, your hand coming to cover your mouth as tears began to well in your burning eyes.

Your feet were moving before you could stop them, body taking control as they pulled to her. To a thousand ‘what if’s’. To the woman who haunted your every thought since she had disappeared from your life. You had realised many things since you brought back the stones, one being you were completely and unchangeable in love with your best friend.

“Nat.” You hiccuped on your sobs, calling her attention to you. Her eyes softened the moment they found you, smile pulling wider across her lips as she called your name. You held your arms around your waist, terrified if you let go you’d fall apart. Horrified that this might all be another dream. That she wasn't really standing before you, whole and just as perfect as she had left you.

“Hey, sweetheart. Miss me much?” The words fell from her lips smooth like syrup.

You couldn't speak, to overcome with relief the moment her hand touched yours, pulling you hard against her body as her arms wrapped around your trembling form.

“Cause’ I missed you.”

Tony’s computer monitor was all that illuminated the lab where you had snuck off to when the party began to get out of hand. As soon as Thor brought out his Asgardian sludge you knew it was time to head out. Of course, they all had a good reason to celebrate. But the day's events finally started to sink in, your mind and body tired as relief and solace hung heavy on your heart.

You perched yourself on the windowsill looking out at the rolling hills as the sky began to favour the stars, reflecting to yourself, or so you thought. Your mind was still buzzing with unanswered questions, whirling and drifting in and out of a state of disbelief.

She’s really here, you had to keep reminding yourself. She came back.

Three faint knocks on the glass wall shook you from your thoughts, pulling you back to the dim lab. You looked up, heart hammering in your chest the moment your eyes adjusted to the light.

“Hey babe.” She called, her voice lulling a smile to your lips. You couldn't control it if you wanted to.

One of the side effects of loving Nat.

“Can I join you?”

You nodded your head, patting the empty ledge beside you as she shuffled across the room. The half empty vodka bottle in her hand sloshed a little as she walked, reminding you of just how many spirits you had indulged in that night.

“I still can’t believe you're real.” You mumbled, your eyes scanning over her face as if to memorise her beauty. You hadn't before, when she didnt come back. It was one of your greatest regrets.

“Honestly, I’m still a little foggy on how I’m here, too.” She assured you, her eyes flicking up to meet yours. “But I am. I promise.” her voice was hushed as her soft fingers came to dance along your cheek, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“I-I missed you so much, Nat. I thought I’d never see you again… I thought-”

She pulled you against her chest then, her hands running over your back as she held you tight. Her touch melted over you, lulling you calm again.

“I think you need a drink.” She chuckled as you sniffled back another sob. You nodded your head, taking the bottle from her hands and bringing it to your lips, wincing as the liquid courage danced on your tongue.

“I almost couldn't do it, ya know.” Nats words called your attention back to her, your eyes drifting to her lips as she spoke. “All my life I’ve been searching for something to fill this void… Maybe if I hadn't met Steve… Hadn’t met you, the decision would have been easy.”

You gaped at her, the confession hanging in the air.

“I wished it was me who jumped.” You finally spoke, her eyes flicking up to meet yours as sorrow flashed across her face.

“Why would you say something like that?” She snapped, her words hitting you in the gut with force.

“How could I? Nat, how could you? You left me, left all of us. You have no idea what it was like to- to…” You stumbled, alcohol clouding your judgment.

“To what?” She pressed, searching your eyes for answers as you brought the bottle to your lips again, swallowing down your pride.

“To lose my best friend. The person who was supposed to be there… I was supposed to tell you...” As soon as the words left your mouth you regretted them. The look of Nat’s face telling you everything you already knew.

“I was going to tell you… Before you left, but I figured I’d just see you in a minute… Like you said.” You sighed, the memory replaying through your mind like a broken record. It had since she left.

“What are you talking about?”

It was now or never. You knew it, and god you had waited too long already. Your heart hammered in your chest, body trembling as you met her gaze. Every fiber in your being was pulling you to her until you couldn't fight it any longer. Slowly, as if you might scare her, you reached your hand up cup the column of her throat, your thumb running softly against her jaw.

Nats eyes flicked to your lips, her body still as all the air in the lab seemed to dissipate in a breath.

“I mean look at you? God, do you have any idea how hard it is to be in the same room as you and not want to…? Shit, this isn’t how I… Okay, so what I’m trying to say is… Fuck-”

The moment her lips were on yours it was like every thought caught flame and sizzled away. You shivered against her, body searing hot against the touch as her hands held your face. You swear your heart had fallen out of your chest the moment her tongue ran across your lips, begging for more until she was climbing on top of you, hands tangled in your hair.

She growed down into you, her hips moulding with yours as you moaned into her mouth. It was all too much, your heart going into overdrive as her hands fumbled with your t shirt dress. Slowly she dragged it up and over your head, disregarding it somewhere on the floor and instantly attaching her lips to your throat.

“Fuck.” You breathed, hands holding the globes of her ass as you tried to move, overestimating your strength as your bodies toppled over onto the ground, giggles spilling from your lips.

Silence hung heavy between you as you stared at each other, both frozen and unsure of your next moves. Nat opened her mouth to speak but her words caught in her throat.

“I’m in love with you.” You choked out, the words tumbling from your drunken lips.

“I know…” It was all the confirmation you needed, crawling across the floor and pinning her down. Your lips collide with hers, aching, longing to touch her in all the places you craved.

Her tongue parted your lips, moaning ever so softly as your hands ghosted along her curves. You needed her, more than you’d ever needed somebody. Your whole body quivered under her touch, your core pooling with desire as her fingers roamed the waistband of your panties.

“You’re so beautiful.” The words echoed around your mind. “Can I taste you?” The question hung in the air as if it had to be answered. Still, you whimpered out a affirmation as her hand dipped under the fabric, fingers gliding around your sex, everywhere but the place you needed her most.

“You’re so wet, sweetheart. Is this for me?” She teased, lips crashing onto yours as your fumbled with her shirt, finally untucking it from her pants and throwing it somewhere across the room.

“Fuck, yes.” You managed to mumble out, your lip caught between your teeth as you shivered, her fingers feathering over your slick.

“Bet you taste so good, sweetheart.” She spoke, words dripping with desire. You were practically vibrating against her touch, grinding your hips against her fingers as they parted your sloppy folds. Skillfully, she circled your throbbing clit, watching you from above as you fell apart beneath her.

“That’s it, baby.” She cooed, peppering kisses down your neck, chest, stomach, until she was between your thighs. You watched her, breath caught in your throat as she slowly pulled your ruined panties down your legs, tossing them onto the floor.

“Is this okay?” The words startled you for a moment, as you looked down at her hesitating eyes. “We’re drunk and I don’t want you to think-“

“I’m not that drunk.” You interjected, delirious on her beauty.

“Me neither.” She admitted, chuckling softly to herself as she started again, running her index finger against your clit and gliding it deep inside you.

You threw your head back, soft moans falling from your lips as she pumped into you at an agonizing pace.

“Please, Nat.” You begged, desperate for her mouth. “I need you.”

As if the words commanded her, she sunk down, bringing her mouth to your glistening cunt and dipping her tongue into your plump folds. A hushed scream fell from your mouth, careful not to call attention to the activities taking place in Tony’s lab. But as her warm tongue lapped against your throbbing clit, you were shattered. Broken moans laced with profanity and pleasure tumbled from your lips as she sucked on your pussy, lapping at you as you melted into her mouth.

“Just like that.” You uttered, the coil in your belly beginning to tighter as she fucked into you, the vulgar squelching sounds filling the room around you. You were so close, getting off on the mere imagine of Natasha between your thighs.

“Cum for me, y/n. Let me taste it. I want to swallow every drop.” The words were your final demise, your body shaking as the impending orgasm ripped through you, so built up you squirted into her mouth and down her chin. Evidence of your euphoria dripping onto the floor in a puddle beneath you.

“Look at you,” she panted- face slick with your juices as she licked her lips. You physically shuddered at the sight. “You’ve made such a mess. Somebody better clean-“

“You have made a mess, would you like me to assist you?” FRIDAY’S voice echoed through the room, startled you both apart as you scrambled for an item of clothing to cover yourself.

“N-no!” You stuttered out, horrified as if the A.I were watching you.

“Are you sure you wouldn’t like me to get you a mop? Would you like me to notify Mr. Stark?”

“NO!” You both screamed at once. Nat looked just as horrified as you, hand slapped over her mouth as she desperately tried to hold back her laugher.

“Ohmyfuckinggod.” You breathed out, head in your lap as Nat wonder around the room collecting your abandoned clothing.

“I can’t believe an Alexa just cock blocked me” you shook your head, causing her to fall on the floor laughing.

“I don’t think she likes it when you call her that.” She warned as you rolled your eyes, a smile full of content playing on your lips.

“Wanna know somethin?” she started tossing your clothes in your lap as you shrugged on the crumbled fabric, “Believe you it or not, this isn’t the weirdest place I’ve banged.”

You lost it at that, head falling back as you tried to catch your breath. Natasha sank down onto her knees, her hands coming to cup your face.

“I’m so glad you’re back.” You whispered against her lips.

“Can’t get rid of me that easy, babe.”

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brokubroo · 4 years ago

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bokuroo fanfic recs by an avid bokuroo enthusiast

if you're reading this, i assume you're looking for bokuroo fanfic recommendations and well, you're in luck! because i read that shit on the daily!

as bokuroo's #1 fan, i'm glad to share with you some of my favorite fanfics for this ship! i hope i'm able to give some new content for you all to read and enjoy and gush over, because that's definitely what i've done with these fics.

without further ado, let's get into it!:

there are a range of fics included below, some of which may be rated e (explicit), so please mind the ratings and the tags included on each individual fic, especially if you do not fit into the age-range the fic was targeted for.

☆ my sun in your sky by cachedoeswrite

It's been a while since they've hung out and Kuroo thinks about how it started, how it's going.

rated: e (18+)

word count: 13k

tropes: canon divergent, post-time skip

why i'm recommending it: the dynamic between bokuto and kuroo in this fic is absolutely seamless! the way the author wrote them falling into each other was like remembering nostalgic memories that have settled warmly in your heart. i'd say if you're not too concerned about relationships being defined and more into how people interact within a relationship with each other, you'll really enjoy this fic!

☆ Better Latte Than Never by freolia

"You know any funny, clever, single guys to match me with then?" Bokuto asked, a hesitant smile on his face which was just so sweet paired with all the muscles and the crazy hair. Single, gay, and a genuine sweetheart too? The universe had manifested Kuroo everything he could have ever hoped for, wrapped in rippling muscle like a Greek god. The universe had a horrible sense of humour, dropping someone like Bokuto on his doorstep now; a sweet, single guy who he got on with like a house on fire just when he'd lost all faith in his own relationships. And besides, Bokuto was asking if he knew anyone else. Not about him. Kuroo couldn't let down someone like Bokuto. He was asking for help from his bro. aka; Kuroo is oblivious, Bokuto is eternally hopefully, and all their friends are disappointed, but never surprised.

rated: t (13+)

word count: 16k

tropes: coffee shop au, college au, fluff, angst, matchmaking, mutual pining, friends to lovers

why i'm recommending it: this is a really good, funny, down-to-earth fic that i think most people would enjoy. it has a little bit of everything and has a feel-good tone to it, even through the minor angsty bits the author included. i think what really makes it special is how effortlessly the characters interact with each other in this fic. when you see how many characters and relationships are tagged, you might feel apprehensive, but they make for a great cast to bring bokuroo together! i'd say give it a shot even if you don't gravitate towards the tropes.

☆ amarillion by drifloon

“So you and Kuroo finally dating?” “What?” Koutarou said, sure that he’d misheard. “Dating,” Akaashi said again, leaning forward slightly, his frown deepening. “No, no,” Koutarou said. “Haha! What? No." Or, the story of how Koutarou falls for his best friend.

rated: e (18+)

word count: 12k

tropes: friends to lovers, college au, mutual pining, requited unrequited

why i'm recommending it: amarillion is the classic realization of bros figuring out they're actually in love with each other and i'm totally here for it! also: "'we don't have bad ideas'" and "'it's you and me, right? of course we were something'" get me every. damn. time! this fic is just a really good time and while it's one of the most popular bokuroo fics in the fandom, i couldn't just not recommend it!

☆ Strawberry-Chocolate Mess by KuriKuri

“I didn’t expect to run into you two here,” Kenma says, his gaze shifting to Tetsurō, and Tetsurō stiffens a little, wracking his brain for an excuse. After all, most of the times he and Bokuto get food together, they just end up throwing fries at each other across a plastic table at Mos Burger. “We, uh – ” Testurō starts, glancing over at Bokuto. “We’re on a date!” Bokuto blurts out.

rated: t (13+)

word count: 10k

tropes: friends to lovers, fake/pretend dating, mutual pining, post-time skip, college au

why i'm recommending it: this is such a sweet and fluffy fanfic! i swear, i've never felt more giddy reading something in my entire life. the good ol' fashioned fake/pretend dating au has always held a piece of my heart, simply because the mutual pining aspect is so enjoyable to read through! the side kenhina in this makes it all the more adorable, and the ending is just a gem to get to. i feel like those who like a good fake dating au would enjoy this, and even those who don't go out of their way to search for stories like this might like it as well.

☆ Baby Makes Three by novashyperion

“He's so small, Kuroo, I could hold him with one hand, but I won't cause I don't want to drop him,” Bokuto went on. “Oh man, do you think we can get Akaashi to get him a tiny Fukurodani jersey to wear?” Kuroo paused then. “First of all, you're not putting him in a Fukurodani jersey. He's wearing Nekoma or he's going butt naked. Second, we can't keep him. We barely know how to take care of ourselves. We nearly electrocuted ourselves with the toaster last week.” Bokuto finds a baby and brings him home to Kuroo.

rated: g (everyone)

word count: 22k

tropes: established relationship, kidfic, accidental baby acquisition, canon divergence

why i'm recommending it: this. is. so. cute!!! you'll never find a cuter fic. i dare you to find anything more precious and wholesome and wonderful. no but seriously, this is one of my favorite fics. it's super cute to see how bokuroo would take care of a baby hinata (baby hinata!!!) and it's both hilarious and amazingly, spectacularly charming. they're both so endearingly cute around hinata and i think anyone can find something to take away from this fic.

and those are the fics i have to recommend for anyone looking for something bokuroo! i hope you all found something new to read! let me know if you recognize any of the fics as well!

#bokuroo #bokuto #kuroo #koutarou #tetsurou #fanfiction #fic rec #haikyuu #fanfic

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cocastyle · 5 years ago

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Change - Ch. 2 | T H R E E

Pairing - Bill Denbrough x reader

Word Count - 7,912

A/N - so I know I told you guys to prepare your tissues but I didn’t realize how much I was going tog do in depth with these beginning scenes so you have been spared one more chapter before the monstrosity that is the next chapter. I just feel like this part is too heavy to lightly brush by, so it is very necessary to build up the scene/background before really diving into the emotional problems next chapter. anyways, I hope you guys like this!

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Greyson Uris had never seen his mother so happy in his life. Sure she was happy when she was with him and his uncle Stan, but this was different. A good different and Greyson found himself never wanting the night to end.

He watched as his mother interacted with her friends, throwing her head back as she fell into a fit of laughter and leaned against Eddie for support while the adults who Greyson learned used to call themselves the Losers Club reminisced on the memories of their past.

Greyson learned quite a bit about his mother including how she used to spend the summers with his uncle in Derry which is how she met Richie, Eddie, and Bill. The five had been close every summer that she came and it was obvious how close they still were despite the years apart. Y/N's last summer in Derry had been when she met Ben, Mike, and Beverly and those three fit into the group just as well as the others. Y/N hadn't visited Derry since then, her parents keeping her away with their whole divorce.

For a moment Greyson wondered why his mother had never spoke of the Losers if they were as close as they made it out to be. Their friendship didn't seem like something that was easily forgotten, but somehow he knew his mother had. He wanted to ask how they had left things, but he found himself not doing so because he didn't understand how it could've ended badly when the group was acting like a bunch of thirteen year olds just by being with each other.

Greyson hadn't even touched on the fact that his mother and Bill obviously had something going on. If the hug the two had given each other upon reuniting hadn't been enough proof then the longing glances they threw at each other when the other wasn't paying attention was.

He wanted to freak out over the fact that his mother and his favorite author Bill Denbrough had the hots for each other, but he kept his mouth shut and just had the biggest grin plastered on his face for the whole night. All he could think about was how he knew their life would change after this night.

He had a feeling none of the adults were about to let go of each other any time soon and the prospect of having the Losers in his life was not something Greyson could argue against. He would do anything to keep the smile that was on his mother's face for it was a smile that shone brighter than anything he had ever seen before.

It was the smile Stan would tell the boy about. The infamous Y/N Uris smile that could make everyone in the room stop just with one flash of it in their direction. And Greyson never wanted it to disappear.

Y/N on the other hand had never seen her son open up to people the way he did with the Losers. His nerves were pretty much nonexistent by now and he was conversing with the others like he had known them his whole life.

Richie and Greyson could match each other's energy perfectly and Y/N would be lying if she said she didn't about swoon at the sight of Bill wrapping an arm around Greyson's shoulders as the two laughed about something, her son looking up at Bill in adoration while Bill gave the boy a smile and ruffled his hair.

The grin that dawned Greyson's face was one that made Y/N's heart soar and she was beyond grateful that the Losers accepted Greyson with welcoming arms the way that they did. He needed it, especially after everything that had happened with his father and lacking those other family figures in his life that weren't Y/N, Stan, or Patty.

As if sensing her gaze, Greyson turned his head to look at his mother and Y/N couldn't help but smile, the action instantly bringing an equally bright one to her son's face. Y/N reached out and brushed some of the hair from Greyson's eyes and his gaze was loving as he looked to her.

Neither of them wanted this night to ever end.

"So wait," Richie said, his eyes turning to Eddie in amusement and disbelief and making the Losers and Greyson all turn to look at the man. "Eddie, you got married?"

"Yeah, why's it so fucking funny, dickwad?" Eddie questioned, sitting up straighter as he got really defensive all of a sudden.

"What? To like a woman?" Richie asked, his face blank as he tried to act as serious as possible. Y/N sent a small playful glare in Richie's direction and couldn't help but notice the emotion that seemed to flicker through the man's eyes as he awaited Eddie's answer.

Eddie looked as if he were about to blow a gasket and Y/N was quick to gently place a hand on his arm in order to try and calm him down. Eddie instantly relaxed under her touch and collected himself enough to glare at Richie and point at him with his chop stick as he muttered, "Fuck you, bro."

Richie laughed before exclaiming, "Fuck you!"

Greyson furrowed his eyebrows for a moment with a smile playing on his lips and used the calculating gaze he had on Bill and Y/N earlier on Richie and Eddie, but no one seemed to notice.

"Alright, what about you, Trashmouth? You married?" Bill asked instantly earning a chuckle from Y/N who was quick to throw a hand over her mouth while Richie looked to her in betrayal.

"What's so fucking funny, Uris?" Richie questioned, his eyes narrowed despite the smile he was trying to hide.

"Nothing," Y/N insisted between laughs as she held her hands up in surrender. "Just. . .there's no way you're married.”

Richie's eyes widened and he went to say something but the other Losers were quick to agree with Y/N, none of them believing for a second that the man they knew was married.

"No, I am! I am," Richie insisted. "No, I got married."

"Richie, I've known you for like an hour now and I don't even believe it," Greyson told him as he smirked and took a bite of his food, the other Losers chuckling softly while Richie playfully glared at the boy.

"When?" Eddie questioned, deciding to play along with the man. Although, he couldn't help but notice the look Greyson sent in his direction as if he knew something that Eddie didn't.

"Did you not hear this?" Richie questioned in disbelief, his gaze flickering back over to Eddie who was sipping from his cup. "You didn't know I got married?"

"No," Eddie said, his amusement falling once he noticed the dead serious look on Richie's face.

Y/N narrowed her eyes at Richie and the man's eyes locked with hers just long enough for her to catch on that this was a joke and she was quick to look away, a small smile dancing on her face while Richie looked back to Eddie.

"Yeah, me and your mom are very very happy together," Richie said and everyone burst out laughing at that except for Eddie who glared at Richie as his shoulders relaxed ever so slightly.

"He totally fell for it!" Richie laughed as he pointed at Eddie, the man frowning and looking away while Y/N reached over and patted his arm.

"Fuck you," Eddie grumbled earning another round of laughter from the Losers.

"She's very sweet. Sometimes she'll put her arm around me and she'll whisper to me. She'll go-" Richie trailed off as he began to make Jabba the Hut noises and Y/N realized then that she probably should stop drinking because she laughed so hard she started to cry.

"We all get it!" Eddie exclaimed in annoyance. "My mom's a great big fat person. It's hilarious! Hysterical!"

Y/N laughed even more at that and Eddie turned his attention to the girl before lightly shoving her as he tried not to laugh as well. "Fuck you, Uris!" Eddie yelled while Y/N desperately tried to wipe away at her tears.

"What about you, Y/N?" Beverly spoke up, a warm smile on her face as she tried to change the topic so everyone would calm down. "Who's the lucky man?"

Y/N's laughter began to die down almost instantly and she ignored the looks that Eddie, Bill, and Mike sent in her direction as she tried to keep her smile on her face. For a moment the sound of a door slamming in her face and her own sobs whispered through her ear, but a hand gently grabbing ahold of her own had her glancing to see Greyson giving her a small reassuring smile despite the anger he was trying to hold back.

"Uh. . .there's no one," Y/N replied, her smile not as big as usual as the sparkle dulled from her eyes.

A beat of awkward silence fell among the group, but Richie was quick to speak up as he smirked and said, "Bill, that means you still have a chance!"

Y/N and Bill's faces reddened instantly and the whole group broke out into hysterics once again while the two adults glared at Richie and Greyson stay there smirking between them. "Tozier, I swear-" Y/N began and Richie couldn't help but sigh dramatically and put a hand to his chest.

"There it is. Shit, I haven't heard you say those three words in forever. It just bring tears to my eyes," Richie joked earning an eye roll from Y/N as she began to relax and laugh once again.

She knew what Richie was doing and was silently thankful that he had managed to turn the conversation around and ease the mood even if it meant teasing her and Bill about their past relationship.

Y/N felt a pair of eyes watching her and turned her head slightly to see Bill's gaze was on her. His face instantly reddened as he realized he had been caught, but the smile Y/N sent him was enough to keep him from looking away.

Greyson looked between the two adults and couldn't help but shake his head at their obliviousness. He loved his mother, but sometimes she wasn't the brightest and right now was only proof.

"Hey, Mom," Greyson said instantly snapping the two adults out of their trance as their faces reddened. Y/N's eyes instantly flickered down to her son and he gave her a small smile before pointing to Eddie. "Is it okay if we switch seats? I kind of want to talk to Eddie more about all the crazy shit you did as a kid.”

Y/N blinked in surprise and couldn't help but feel her heart melt at the fact that her son was interacting with her friends so well. "Of course, kid. Whatever you want?" she told him before she began to get up and switch seats with him, not noticing the small look Eddie and Greyson shared before Richie sent the kid a small thumbs up.

It was only when Y/N was sitting back down that she realized where she was now sitting and she quickly turned her head, her eyes widening at the sight of Bill now sitting beside her. He had the same surprised look on his face and the two blinked before small smiles appeared on their faces.

"Hi," Y/N whispered making Bill smile more as his eyes flickered over her face.

"Hi," Bill whispered back, desperately trying to keep his voice as steady as possible despite the sudden wave of nervousness that was washing over his body.

They hadn't even noticed that the Losers and Greyson had stopped their conversations to watch the two with knowing smiles, but when nothing else happened, Richie cleared his throat to gain everyone's attention. "Wait, let's talk about the elephant not in the room," Richie announced before gesturing towards Ben. "Ben, what the fuck, man?"

Ben blushed almost instantly and looked down shyly as he said, "Okay, okay, obviously I've lost a few pounds."

"Yeah, no shit!" Eddie exclaimed making Y/N chuckle softly as she put a hand to her mouth to try and hide her smile.

"Lost a few pounds? You're like uh. . .you're hot," Richie said as he gave the man a baffled look which wasn't surprising since everyone else except for Greyson did as well. "It's true. You're like every Brazilian soccer player wrapped up into one person. Gorgeous!"

Ben was getting redder by the minute and Y/N couldn't contain her laughter any more. She had to grip onto her sides because of how hard she was laughing and Bill quickly joined her, the two leaning against each other for support as they laughed.

"Leave him alone," Beverly told them while Ben bashfully looked at the table before looking up at Beverly. "You're embarrassing him." That earned another round of chuckles from everyone while Greyson looked around at the adults in amusement.

"Okay, okay, alright! Please, come on," Ben said as he tried to calm the laughing table down. He gestured towards the empty chair that Y/N had desperately been trying to avoid looking at. "Is Stanley coming or what?"

Y/N's eyes flickered over to the empty chair, her laughter slowly coming to a halt as she began to realize just how long they had been sitting there without Stan's presence. Greyson noticed his mother's stare and couldn't help but look to the chair as well, an uneasy feeling washing over him as he furrowed his eyebrows confused as to where his uncle could be.

For the Losers it was like a switch had been flipped in their head, instantly reminding them of the other half of the Uris cousin pair. The others slowly looked over to where the empty chair was and everyone fell silent as they began to remember the curly haired boy.

"Stan," Eddie muttered in disbelief as if he hadn't even thought of the boy up until that moment.

"Stan the-" Bill trailed off as if he couldn't remember the other half of the saying which maybe he couldn't. It wouldn't be the first thing they had forgotten.

"Stan Uris," Richie muttered as he distantly remembered sitting with Y/N in the synagogue as Stan walked out on his own bar mitzvah to prove a point to his father.

"Stan Urine!" Bill and Richie exclaimed in unison making Y/N roll her eyes at the boys as a fond smile began to appear on her face.

"He always hated that name," she whispered and that was enough to make all eyes turn to her, everyone instantly remembering how Stan and Y/N were cousins.

"Y/N, you still talk to him, right?" Mike asked, his eyes flickering over the girl as he took a sip from his drink. The look he gave her seemed to tell her that he already knew the answer, but Y/N quickly shook it off and just gave the group a small smile.

"Yeah. We live near each other," Y/N explained. "Greyson and I had dinner with him and his wife Patty last night actually."

"Wife? Woah, Stan the Man had enough game to get himself a woman?" Richie joked making Y/N playfully roll her eyes at the man.

"I thought Uncle Stan was coming," Greyson spoke up as he gave his mother a confused look. Y/N glanced at the chair once more before looking back at her son, putting on a fake smile as to not worry him.

"He's probably just running late is all," Y/N assured him before looking around at the table. "That would have to be my fault. I forgot to check in with him before I left town last night and you guys know Stanley. He probably was about to leave and saw a bird or something. I swear he would be late to most things if it weren't for me by his side to keep his head on straight."

The Losers chuckled at that and it seemed a bit of the tension was gone. "That or he's too much of a fucking pussy. He's not going to show," Richie teased.

"That or he's too busy fucking your mother to show up," Greyson instantly retorted, not liking the way Richie degraded his uncle like that. Richie blinked in surprise and put a hand to his chest as if Greyson has physically wounded him.

Y/N's eyes widened in shock and it was one of those moments as a mother where she had to hide her laughter just to scold the boy. "Greyson," she said, but the boy only shrugged with a shy smile on his face.

A loud laugh was enough to have both of them turning to see Richie looking at Greyson in pure amusement while the rest of the table began to laugh as well. "See this," Richie began as he pointed at the young boy. "This is why you're my new favorite Uris."

"Woah! Hey!" Y/N exclaimed as she put a hand to her chest and feigned hurt. "Rich, I thought we were friends."

"My bad, sweetheart. You know I love you," Richie smiled, winking at the girl while she playfully rolled her eyes with a small chuckle.

"We are so getting off topic here and that's what Ben wants," Eddie laughed, pointing a finger at Ben who let out a small sigh once he realized he had been caught. All eyes turned accusingly to Ben who held his hands up in surrender with a shy smile on his face.

"Why would Stanley save you anyway? Was I not the one who basically performed surgery on you. . ." Eddie began to trail off and his eyes widened as the memories began to come back, ". . .after Bowers cut you up! Holy shit, that's right!"

"Holy shit," Y/N breathed out as she too began to remember that day. "Wasn't that the day where. . ." She trailed off and began to snap her fingers as if it would help her remember before a loud gasp escaped her lips and she pointed at Beverly. "That was the day we met you! We tricked Mr. Keene so that the boys could escape out the door with all the medical supplies."

"That's right," Bill laughed as he too began to remember that day. Although he froze slightly as he distantly had a flashback of seeing Y/N walk out of the store, her whole person just glowing under the sunlight as she gave him that smile that made his heart flutter out of control. Back then that was the moment he realized he still had feelings at her and at that sudden memory popping up, Bill couldn't help but glance over at the girl by his side.

It was like time stood still for Bill as he took a good look at the girl, remembering how she used to make him feel back then and noticing how his heart still thumped rapidly in his chest just like it always had and always would when he had Y/N by his side.

"Fuck," Bill muttered out loud as the realization hit him, but it was so loud that everyone turned to look at him only to find that he was staring at Y/N with an unreadable expression on his face. Y/N gave the boy a confused look and Bill's eyes widened in surprise as he quickly looked away with a blush of embarrassment on his face.

"Th-That was so long ago," Bill tried to cover up his actions and it seemed to do the trick because the group all laughed and looked away from him as they began to agree.

"Please tell me you ended up becoming a doctor, Eds," Beverly spoke up, successfully moving the attention away from Bill which he was grateful for.

Eddie quickly shook his head as if he couldn't even fathom the idea. "No, uh. . .I ended up becoming a risk analyst," Eddie told them.

"Oh, that sounds really interesting," Richie said in a sarcastic tone that only Y/N and Greyson seemed to notice, the two sharing a small look before looking at Richie in amusement. "What does that entail?"

"Yeah, so I work for like this big insurance firm and uh-" Eddie was cut off by the sound of a Richie snoring and the group all glanced at Richie who was leaning back in his chair with his eyes closed as he pretended to sleep.

Eddie had never looked so unamused and the Losers all tried to stifle their laughter while Greyson accidentally let a few giggles escape as he looked between Richie and Eddie in amusement. At the sound of Greyson's laughter, everyone began to laugh while Eddie continued to watch Richie unamused.

Richie pretended to wake up and blinked a few times before looking over at Eddie who muttered, "Fuck you, dude. Fuck you."

"Was this job invented before fun?" Richie questioned in a deadly serious tone which made Eddie frown.

"Oh, that's so not funny," Eddie told him, but the laughter at the table begged to differ.

"It is funny!" Richie argued as he began to laugh as well and Greyson who was trying to drink his water in order to stop his laughter couldn't help but spit it back into his cup as laughter shook his body. Y/N laughed even harder at that and wrapped an arm around her son as the two tried to control themselves but only ended up laughing even harder, an action that didn't go unnoticed by Eddie.

"No," Eddie said to Richie before looking at Greyson and Y/N offended. "What the fuck are you two laughing at?"

"Oh hush, Eds," Y/N laughed as she reached over at pat the boy's cheek. Eddie went to move away, but he would be lying if he said a small smile hadn't begun to appear on his face.

Beverly cleared her throat and everyone's laughter began to quiet down as they looked to the girl with smiles, a much lighter mood surrounding them now that they weren't thinking too hard about where the hell Stan was.

"I propose a toast," Beverly announced and the adults all cheered as they picked up their drinks. Greyson look around before picking up his water and holding it up as well.

"To the Losers."

- - -

The evening went better than Y/N thought it would, but for some reason she still found herself waiting for the twist. Like something was going to pop up and ruin the whole night which was crazy, right? What could there be to worry about?

Laughter was prominent at the table for the whole evening to the point where a waitress even had to tell them to quiet down a bit and Y/N had never been so happy in her life. Getting to be back with the Losers was one thing but getting to be back with the Losers with her son by her side was a whole different story.

Y/N conversed with the group for a while before her and Bill ended up breaking off and talking to each other instead, although neither seemed to realize what they had done. Bill told her about Audra and their divorce, about his writing career and how he was currently working on a movie version of one of his books. In return Y/N told him about her adventures in raising Greyson, about her life with Stan and Patty, and about Greyson's love for books and writing.

She avoided the topic of her ex husband entirely and it was obvious that Bill had noticed by the way he danced around the subject. Y/N knew she would have to tell him eventually and it was only when she was watching Bill in silence as he stopped talking in order to take a sip of his drink that she spoke up.

"He left," she said, her sudden words making Bill look at her in surprise while Y/N quickly averted her gaze with red cheeks. "Uh. . .Greyson's father. I know you were wondering."

Bill blinked in surprise and let his eyes flicker over the girl's face as she swirled her beer in the bottle. "Why?" Bill finally asked, knowing that Y/N was only opening up to him because she wanted to talk about it and the fact that she wanted to talk to him about it made his heart skip a beat.

"For no reasonable explanation that's for sure," Y/N sighed and she seemed to be staring more intently at her beer bottle as she spoke. "We had dated for two years and were married for another before I found out I was pregnant with Greyson. He. . .he wasn't as excited as I was and before I knew it he packed his bags and told me he wasn't cut out to be a father and didn't want to be held down anymore." Y/N was silent for a moment before she looked up at Bill and gave him a sad smile as she shrugged. "Then he left."

Bill didn't know what to say as he tried to wrap his head around what Y/N had just told him. Greyson's father had left them just like that? Did he not realize what he had? Not only was Y/N one of the most caring and loving people anyone could ever meet, but Greyson was an amazing kid who deserved way more than an asshole for a father.

Y/N let her gaze flicker over to Greyson and she smiled softly as she watched her son team up with Eddie as the two argued with Richie about something. "He tried to come back a year ago, but Greyson told him to fuck off and never speak to us again before slamming the door in his face," she chuckled softly, but when she looked back at Bill there were tears in her eyes.

"My sweet boy didn't deserve that bastard for a father. He. . .he's given me so much joy in my life that I didn't think I would ever find again and I wish he had the father I know he wishes he had, but life can be cruel sometimes," Y/N stopped herself once she realized she was rambling and looked away in embarrassment as she wiped at her tears.

"I'm sorry. You did not deserve to have me dump all of that on you," Y/N laughed sadly, but Bill was quick to reach out and grab onto her hand.

The action made them both blush, but neither looked away from each other. "No, I'm glad you told me. You know you can always tell me anything. We puked in those bushes together after riding the Gravitron. I think it's safe to say we have a bond that can never be broken," Bill joked before both adults let out soft chuckles.

"I was hoping you forgot about that," Y/N laughed before she let her eyes lock with Bill's.

"I think all that puke is forever engraved in my head," Bill told her before squeezing her hand which they both hadn't realize he was still holding onto. "But seriously, you can always tell me anything. I'm sorry for what that son of a bitch did to you two. Neither of you deserved it and I'm sure he doesn't know what the hell he walked away from because if he did, he wouldn't have even thought about leaving."

Y/N was silent for a moment as she looked at the man, her heart skipping a beat at his words. "Thank you," she whispered, her eyes watering slightly at what he had said. Bill always had been so sweet to her and she never understood why.

The two were silent as they stared at each other for a moment, their eyes flickering over each other's faces as their hands slowly moved so that their fingers were intertwined.

Y/N couldn't help but notice the way they had both seemed to inch forward ever so slightly and it was then as she stared into Bill's eyes that she remembered why green had always been her favorite color. Although it seemed that over the years, Bill's eyes had grown to be just a to be more blue than they used to be and now the mixture of blue and green was almost as breathtaking as the very being that was Bill Denbrough.

"Oh, there we go!" Richie's voice exclaimed instantly pulling Bill and Y/N out of whatever had just been going on between the two of them. Both adults turned to look at their friend, their eyes slightly wide at the idea of him talking about them, but Richie's eyes were focused on the bowl of fortune cookies being set in the middle of the table.

Y/N and Bill both let out small sighs of relief before they glanced down at their intertwined hands. They were quick to pull away, dark blushes appearing on their cheeks as they looked back to the table.

"Mom," Greyson suddenly said and Y/N was quick to take the small distraction and look to her son who was holding out a fortune cookie to her.

"Oh, thank you," Y/N smiled as she took the fortune cookie from the boy. Greyson just gave her a soft smile in return before turning back and shouting something at Richie who frowned while Eddie high-fived the boy.

Y/N was too lost in her thoughts to register what the three were talking about so she turned her attention back to her fortune cookie. She was just about to open it when she felt a pair of eyes on her and she glanced over to see that Bill was watching her.

"What?" Y/N asked, a small smile playing on her lips as she stared at the boy curiously.

"Uh, nothing," Bill quickly said as he grabbed a fortune cookie. "This is just weird. All of this. All these memories. People that I don't even remember forgetting."

Y/N's face softened and she nodded ever so slightly, knowing exactly what the boy was talking about. After all, how could she have forgotten about the Losers that easily? These were the people who had been her best friends, the people who had helped her get through her parents' divorce.

And even now that she was with them she still felt like she barely remembered her past. It was like her memories were different pieces of an incomplete puzzle and she still had so far left to go.

"I mean it's weird, right?" Ben spoke up and the two glanced over to find that the whole table had stopped to listen to them. Ben ran his finger along the rim of his cup and frowned slightly as he whispered, "Now that we're all here, everything just comes back faster and faster. I mean all of it."

"Yeah, you know when Mike called me I threw up," Richie commented, his fingers tapping together as he spoke. Y/N's eyes instantly caught on to that and she remembered how she had learned from a young age that whenever Richie tapped his fingers together it was because he was nervous. Y/N couldn't blame him. She felt the same way. "Isn't that weird? Like I got nervous. I got like sick and I threw up.”

Richie chuckled softly, trying to lift the mood but everyone was deathly quiet as if they knew what he was talking about. Everyone except for Greyson who was looking around at the adults confused, not sure why they all looked like they were about to be sick or something.

"But I feel fine now. I feel very relieved to be here with you guys," Richie said, but when he looked up at his friends he finally caught sight of their faces. "Why is everybody looking at me like this?"

"I didn't throw up, but I felt it too. The nervousness. The feeling like I was about to be sick. Funny, right?" Y/N questioned as she locked eyes with Richie. She thought back to the previous night and a frown appeared on her face as she suddenly remembered her cousin's odd behavior. "Stanley was the same way I think. He was acting nervous after a phone call which I assume was from you, Mike. I had never seen him look so afraid, but he wouldn't tell me what was wrong. He didn't want to worry me I guess. Although what is there to worry about?"

"When Mike called me I crashed my car," Eddie said and Y/N's eyes widened in shock before she reached behind her son to put a hand on the man's shoulder.

"Oh my god. Are you okay?" Y/N asked, her voice shaking with worry as she looked at the man scanning for injuries. He seemed to be fine and Eddie gave the girl a weak smile as he reached up and put a hand on top of hers.

"I'm fine, Y/N. I promise," Eddie assured her and Y/N swallowed thickly before letting his arm fall back down to her side, still not fully believing the man but knowing better than to fuss over him right then.

"Man, I hear ya. I mean my heart was literally like pounding right out of my chest," Ben said, his gaze flickering between the others only to find that they all were giving looks of understanding as if they knew what he was talking about.

"I thought it was only me," Beverly spoke up.

"It was like pure f-f-f-" Bill began to stutter in a word and it was then that Y/N realized the man sitting beside her hadn't stuttered once this evening except out of nervousness. He must've finally gotten over the stutter and for a moment Y/N remembered how it had gotten worse for a summer but couldn't recall why.

"Fear," Mike finished and everyone's eyes flickered to him. "It's fear. What you felt."

"So you all felt scared?" Greyson questioned confused. "Why? Because you were going to be seeing each other again after so long?"

"That's not it," Y/N muttered as the realization began to dawn on her that something bigger was going on. She couldn't remember what it was, but she knew Mike had called them there for a reason. "Mike," she whispered and the man looked to her. "Why are we here? Why did we feel like that?"

Mike looked down and shifted uncomfortably on his seat which everyone instantly noticed. "You remember something we don't," Bill muttered in realization. "Don't you, Mike?"

"Something happens to you when you leave this town," Mike told them, keeping his gaze on the table for a moment before taking in a shaky breath and looking up at his friends with a serious expression that put them all on edge almost instantly.

Y/N slowly reached over and grabbed onto Greyson's hand, the boy giving her a confused look but squeezing into his mother's hand in response once he recognized that she needed his support and comfort for some reason.

"Further away, the hazier it all gets," Mike continued. "With me, I never left. So yeah. I remember. I remember all of it."

Y/N could feel the hair on the back of her neck beginning to stand on end and that same feeling she had gotten when talking to Mike on the phone suddenly began to wash over her body once again. Her grip on Greyson's hand tightened and Greyson sat up straighter and gently began to rub his hand up and down his mother's arm as he whispered in concern, "Mom? What's wrong?"

"Pennywise," Beverly whispered.

Y/N froze at that, her eyes flickering over to Beverly as her face paled. It seemed to hit her all at once and Y/N shook her head as she muttered, "You're fucking with me. This isn't real. This isn't fucking real."

Greyson's eyes widened at the frightened look on his mother's face, but his comforting didn't seem to help. He glanced around at the table only to find that everyone except for Mike was wearing the same expression on their face like Y/N and Greyson didn't have a clue why. What or who was Pennywise?

"The fucking clown," Eddie muttered, his breathing shaky as he looked down and Greyson only became more confused.

Pennywise was a clown? Why were they all afraid of a clown?

Eddie began to hyperventilate and he went to check his pockets for his inhaler. As for the other Losers they were all sitting there in shock, none of them being able to wrap their heads around what was happening.

Greyson's touch wasn't helping Y/N at all and the woman pulled herself away from her son before leaning forward and putting her head into her hands. Greyson gave his mother a worried look and looked to Bill who locked eyes with him for a moment before glancing at Y/N.

Bill knew Greyson was freaking out about seeing his mother in this state, but if Greyson knew what was flashing through Y/N's head right now then he wouldn't blame her. Bill shakily brought a hand out and gently tugged it away from Y/N's face, the woman instantly looking to him with wide eyes as if to ask him if this was really happening.

Bill was silent, but kept his gaze locked with hers as he took her hand in his and squeezed it, a sign that told her that he was by her side. That she wasn't alone in this.

Y/N sat back up, her grip on Bill's hand tight, and Greyson relaxed just a bit at seeing his mother acting more normal, but still couldn't shake off the feeling that something was wrong.

"Mike, you said you wanted our help with something," Bill pointed out, everyone's eyes widening slightly as they turned to look at the man in question. Bill's hand tightened around Y/N's and he swallowed thickly before asking, "What was that?"

"There's an echo here in Derry and it bounces back every twenty-seven years, right?" Mike told them and Y/N shook her head, squeezing her eyes shut as she willed this not to be real. If Mike was about to say what she thought he was about to say, Y/N didn't know what she would do.

All Y/N could think about was how she brought Greyson with her. She brought her son. There was no way in hell he was going to suffer through the same things she did. She wouldn't allow it.

"What are you talking about?" Eddie questioned, his voice low as he gave Mike a look that practically screamed he better be messing with them.

"Okay, listen. Listen," Mike insisted. "We thought we stopped It back then. We thought it was done, but-" Mike began to flip through a small notebook that none of them realized he had and Y/N continued to shake her head.

"I'm confused. What are we talking about? Who's Pennywise?" Greyson questioned, but his voice fell on deaf ears for everyone was looking at Mike in disbelief.

"Mike," Richie sighed in exasperation, trying to hide his fear behind his facade he always put up.

"A week ago," Mike began as he found a page and pointed to something in the book. Bill glanced over at it, but didn't let go of Y/N's hand as the woman slowly opened her eyes. "A man Adrian Melon slandered. A girl-"

"Mike, stop," Y/N pleaded, not wanting to hear any of this. She thought it was over. This had to be over. She wasn't the same reckless thirteen year old anymore. She was a mother. She had a kid to worry about.

"-went missing. There's already been others and there will be more!" Mike insisted, but no one wanted to hear it and everyone continued to try to tell Mike to shut up.

Greyson, who had been sitting quietly looking around at the adults, rolled his eyes before standing up and slamming his hands on the table. "Calm the fuck down!" Greyson yelled and everyone instantly looked to him with wide eyes, but they were all quiet and that was what the teen wanted.

Sighing softly as he pinched the bridge of his nose, Greyson gave the group a small smile before saying, "Now let's talk like adults, okay? Can someone please explain to me what the fuck you all are talking about and how a man being killed and a girl going missing have anything to do with this?"

No one moved or even made a sound and that only seemed to worry and piss off Greyson even more. His eyes instantly flickered to Y/N and he gave her an almost pleading look as he whispered, "Mom?"

Y/N's mouth fell open and she tried to say something, but no words came out. Everyone's eyes had fallen on her and she knew she had to be the one to tell her son what was going on, but she really didn't want to.

Inhaling sharply, Y/N gave her son a small nervous smile. "Greyson, honey, listen to me, okay? I can explain all of this to you later, but right now is not a good time," she admitted and maybe it was the look on pure fear on her face but for once Greyson didn't bother arguing and just gave a short nod before sitting in his seat, hanging his head a little. Y/N stared at her son for a moment before looking to Mike. "Mike, I think you need to explain."

The Losers all went to object, but Ben was quick to stop them. "Y/N's right," he said, sharing a small nod with the woman before looking to Mike. "Just let him explain. Let him explain."

"That echo, we might've changed it just like it changed us, but we didn't stop it," Mike explained. "Because it just bounced back. We made an oath, alright? That's why I brought you back. That's why you're here. To finish It. For good."

Y/N shook her head and both her and Bill tightened their grips on each other's hand, the two practically holding onto each other like they were their lifeline.

"Well that shit got dark fast," Richie muttered, but not even his teasing was enough to lift anyone's mood. "Thanks, Mike."

Even Greyson was sitting in his seat with a frown on his face as he tried to understand what was going on. All he got was that there was some clown named Pennywise that they were all afraid of and that his mother had made an oath to come back.

Everyone else was silent as they tried to comprehend that the horrors of their childhood was back and that Mike had called them to fight the same clown that had terrorized them years ago.

Eddie was the first to break the silence with a sigh as he opened up his fortune cookie. He scoffed almost instantly and held the paper in the air. "My fortune cookie just says 'could,'" Eddie announced, hoping to change the subject.

The Losers were quick to take the distraction and after another comforting squeeze on the hand from Bill, Y/N and Bill both let go before going to grab their fortune cookies as well. Everyone began cracking theirs open and one by one frowns appeared on their faces.

"I don't know how they do fortune cookies here, but mine just says 'guess,'" Richie muttered as he showed the table his fortune.

"You wanna throw that over here?" Bill asked as he stood up, gesturing towards the middle of the table. Richie and Eddie both places their fortunes on the table. "What you got Mike?"

Mike was silent but handed the man a slip of paper that said 'it.' Ben and Bill both put theirs on the table and got the words 'cut' and 'not.'

"Beverly?" Bill questioned and the red head frowned before handing him her slip of paper which had nothing but a small dot in the middle—a period.

Bill placed them all down and Richie, Eddie, and Ben quickly stood up. "What the fuck?" Eddie muttered before he and the others began to try and figure out possible combinations to the words.

"Guess. Cut. Not. Could. It. Period," Richie read confused.

"It's a message," Mike whispered shakily, but no one seemed to acknowledge him. Not that they were really paying attention to anything else because if they were they would've seen the pale look on Y/N's face as she stared at her fortune cookie, only to grow even paler when Greyson shakily held his paper near her own.

"No. Guess. It. Could. Not. Cut," Richie muttered as they continued to move the papers around.

"Why would it guess it could not cut?" Richie questioned earning a roll of the eyes from Eddie.

The boys and Beverly erupted into chaos as they tried to figure out the words, but Y/N and Greyson payed no attention.

"Mom?" Greyson whispered, his eyes flickering up to look at his mother in a mix of fear and confusion. But it seemed Y/N couldn't hear him, her eyes not leaving the papers in her hands as tears began to pool in her eyes.

Letting out a frustrated sigh, Bill looked at the words again before realizing that if everyone had gotten a word then they were still missing two more from Y/N and Greyson. The man turned his head to look at them, but he instantly tensed at the sight of them.

"Y/N?" Bill called out, his voice soft as the others all turned to look at her as well. Greyson was gripping onto his mother's arm and she finally seemed to snap out of it long enough to look up at the group, her eyes instantly locking with Bill's as tears rolled down her face.

Bill's heart instantly stopped and he whispered, "Y/N, what's wrong?"

When the woman didn't respond, Greyson knew he would have to be the one to do something. His hands were shaking to the point where everyone at the table noticed, but they weren't quite sure what had messed with the two enough to get them to this point.

Greyson grabbed the two slips of paper out of his mother's shaking hands and she looked to her son with wide eyes as he turned to the table and reached out to move the papers around. It was only when there was a big space that Greyson placed the two papers down and everyone's breath hitched in their throats while Y/N put her hand over her mouth to stop the small sob that escaped her lips.

She knew something was wrong and this was the proof that she needed cause in big fat letters spelled out across all of the papers was one sentence that she knew could mean nothing good.

GUESS UNCLE STANLEY COULD NOT CUT IT.

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scientistowengottlieb-newtkelly · 4 years ago

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10 Year Picrew

tagged by @cheesedemarco so i might as well do this hjskgjksjfjgk thanks bro 💕

2010

~2nd grade, 7-8 yrs old

- loved or thought they loved the color pink Wholeheartedly

- cats made Everything better, thought they might be part cat and loved to imagine that they were because they grew up around cats

- i legit don't know how no one thought "hm, something is Off with this one" but no one picked up on them being Different other than the kids smh so i got picked on a bit

- sisters kept asking if they were gay because they had a fixation on katy perry's "i kissed a girl". did not quite know what being gay was.

- put into a gifted program, got confused, never showed up to classes unless the teacher showed up to get them but thinking back was probably supposed to just leave

- like 2 close friends and that was It

- emotionally invested in binging animal planet docuseries'

- wants to be a vet when they grow up

- lots of really Weird ideas that thinking back on now just resulted in spending time alone and thinking or playing alone

- attention seeker :))) didn't receive any :)))))))

- "why are boys and girls treated so differently, i don't understand?? what makes me a girl??"

- polo.... ticks???

- first time cutting their hair "short" (bob cut, just above the shoulders, Loved It and then Hated It, wanted the mako mori haircut despite mako not existing yet)

- first signs of anxiety showed up around this time

2015 (pt. 1)

6th-7th grade, 12-13 yrs old

- sad emo bitch, honestly

- melodramatic as fuck, i would not be friends with them now if i knew them

- attention seeking at its worst

- anxiety at its worst

- lots of pushing people away and isolating from friends in fear of making things worse for them having to see me emotionally compromised in any way

- lots of having to talk people down because they managed to make friends with probably over half of the school's Depressed Children population and had even more online

- first boyfriend, didn't turn out hjskgjskg peer pressured into a few firsts actually

- loved loved loved black veil brides and h*talia/anime in general, do not come for me and do not ask for details, i will deny ever existing during this time period

- first discovers the lgbtq community

- first makes an instagram account

- first discovers what fandom and fanfics are

- first writes fanfics like a fucking madman, literally could pull three short fics out of their ass every day, edited and everything, but never posted them out of fear of rejection and criticism

- really REALLY wants to be an author but doesn't have any kind of faith in themself or their ability

- makes friends who like their writing and latches onto them for the next Ever (still friends with them now 🥰)

- couldn't manage their obsessions with fiction and it negatively affected their life in a few ways

- first girlfriend, still miss her as a friend, but didn't turn out because they still had a lot of Emotions they didn't know how to process

- joins kik and makes a lifelong friend and qpp :))

- finally let themself say fuck. come on bb u can do it just not in front of ur parents ok?

- "i HATE politics that shit is SO ANNOYING and i will NEVER be political ùmú rawr xd >:((((("

- maybe like two other girlfriends or so, was Really Just Going Thru It, Wanted To Find Themself (and also didn't know how to say no to people in fear of disappointment)

- noticable difficulty keeping track in school compared to before

- miles mckenna

- "wait, you can trans your gender?"

2015 (pt. 2)

7th grade, 13 yrs old

- still probably wouldn't be friends with them but better than before

- mom upon being asked to let me cut my hair in the "ellen cut": BUT YOU'LL LOOK LIKE A LESBIAN???

- my reaction, still partially in the closet: YES. AND???

- technically out as genderfluid and pan, did nothing to actually insinuate they wanted to shift what pronouns people used for them because "Oh But What A Burden That Would Be On Others :("

- happier with themselves but still Going Thru It because they didn't know how to put their feelings into words yet

- also a constantly fear of being perceived as annoying or a nuisance

- touch aversion appeared out of seemingly nowhere, got worse over the course of the next two years or so

- sleep deprivation ×1000000000

- more school difficulties,,,

2020

high school senior, nearly 18 yrs old

- successfully transed their gender... mostly. almost 2 years on t. will probably never be out as nonbinary to most family. but at least they have a mullet-in-progress

- been in therapy for somewhere over 2 years, maybe close to 3??

- somewhat learned how to say no and stand up for themself and has removed toxic people from their life successfully :))

- actually has some semblance of confidence!!! you go bitch!!! comfortable in their body after t once they realized their remaining dysphoria was almost strictly social

- emotionally good but physically and mentally running on fumes and fixations

- has come to realize that they probably have undiagnosed adhd and that their therapist needs to get bent because he keeps telling them "no" and then after they talk to him about it he goes "ok maybe..." with no real answer, thanks roger 💕

- overly friendly???? just wants to make people smile and this time knows that if they don't that it's okay because at least they got to smile about it

- fixated HEAVILY on pacific rim and iasip, and torchwood (but mostly just on charlie day and burn gorman BECAUSE of pacific rim hjskgjskjgkahgkg)

- trying to get back into writing fics so hard but things just do no be coming as easily as they once did

- "i type in all lowercase because i FUCKING HATE CAPITALISM"

- probably a maoist idk i'm still Learning new things every day

- manages to actually run a tumblr blog and make friends without having borderline panic attacks??? fun times y'all

- extremely grateful to see how far they've managed to get :)

sorry for uhhhhh putting my life's story on here LMAO anyway. i tag ummmmm anyone who sees this and wants to do it!!! here's the picrew!!! have fun!!!

#rowboat speaks #faceboat

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gaylienstage · 5 years ago

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Guess who found the (possibly) most ridiculous Megaman article ever. (WARNING: VERY LONG.)

So I was scrolling down Google because I was bored, I have a tendency to type in some of my favorite things onto the search bar and see what comes up, in this case, I typed in something like "megaman x zero" or something, this was like... 5 months ago? Shortly before I started using Tumblr.

Now, this particular article came up after pressing the "more results" button a couple of times, a little bit of context: I'm from Indonesia, so I dunno whether it was just because Google knows where I live that caused the article to show up quickly.

The article was on an Indonesian site called "KINCIR", a site I rarely visited, if I'm being honest, it was called, "7 Karakter Terbaik dari Franchise Mega Man yang Sangat Ikonis", which translates to "7 Iconic Characters from the Mega Man Franchise."

Anyway, I decided to read the article, and hoo boy, this was an amusing read.

Here's a link, I'll be copy-pasting parts of the article and then translating it into English.

(PS: The article was published on the 10th of October last year, and just for the sake of it I'm gonna point out the numerous mistakes the article made, after typing out the translation of each section.)

Trust me, I was cringing all throughout the proccess of reading this.

ORIGINAL:

"Menyambut perilisan game baru Mega Man 11 yang rilis di awal bulan ini, gimana kalau kita sedikit retrospeksi mengenal lagi karakter-karakter ikonis yang ada di waralaba ini? Beberapa karakter tersebut adalah protagonis maupun antagonis yang kita temukan di dalam gamenya. Nuansa dunia futuristik dan karakter robot dengan senjata canggih membuat serial ini memang jadi favorit banyak orang."

TRANSLATION:

"Welcoming the release of Mega Man 11 that will release early this month, what if we did a little retrospective on the iconic characters from this franchise? Some of these characters can be protagonists and/or antagonists that we see in the games, the nuance of a futuristic world and robotic characters with sophisticated weapons makes this series a favorite of many people."

Doesn't seem too far off the mark, until we get into the actual list itself...

ORIGINAL:

1. Mega Man/X

"Karakter biru yang menjadi ikon Mega Man ini akhirnya mendapatkan kode yang menjadi namanya yaitu, X di salah satu game terbaiknya, Mega Man ZX. Sebelumnya, kita mengenal robot biru ini dengan sebutan Mega Man saja atau Rockman untuk serial dari Jepang. Dia adalah wajah waralaba game yang sudah populer sejak 30 tahun lalu. Di hampir semua gamenya, kemampuannya untuk bisa menembakkan energi dari tangan kanannya enggak berubah dan jadi ciri khas yang bikin dia sangat terkenal. Wajar saja kalau dia jadi langganan kalau Mega Man diangkat ke seri crossover seperti Smash Bros atau Marvel VS Capcom."

TRANSLATION:

1. Mega Man/X

"The blue character that has become the icon of Mega Man finally recieved the code that changed him into X in one of the greater games in the series, Mega Man ZX, before that, we knew the blue robot as just Mega Man, or Rockman in Japan, he is the face of a franchise that has been popular for 30 years, in almost all of his games, his main ability is being able to shoot balls of energy from his right hand, this has never changed and has made him more well-known, it's only fair that he is used a lot in other games like Smash Bros. and Marvel vs. Capcom."

ISSUES:

-Ahhh, yes, claiming that X and Rock are the same character is surely a great way to start the list!

-"...changed his name to X in one of he greater games in the series, Mega Man ZX.", Apparently the X series doesn't exist, even so, again, X and the original Mega Man are not the same character.

-Minor nitpick here, but according to the article, "his main ability is being able to shoot small balls of energy from his right hand", with no mention whatsoever to his Buster.

ORIGINAL:

2. Zero

"Karakter protagonis yang biasanya muncul pertama sebagai penjahat ini bisa dibilang sebagai karakter terbaik dan paling keren. Kepribadiannya yang acuh tak acuh ini jadi tekanan cerita yang menarik. Meski X selalu berusaha menjadi teman untuknya, Zero selalu menganggap dirinya sebagai lone wolf alias enggak perlu orang lain untuk mendukungnya. Di beberapa kesempatan, Zero jadi karakter sekunder yang bisa pemain pakai untuk bertualang. Ini mengganti sudut pandang pertarungan menjadi terkesan lebih beat-em-up karena senjata dan kemampuan Zero yang bertumpu pada jarak dekat."

TRANSLATION:

2. Zero

"A protagonist who first appeared as a villain is now arguably one of the greatest and coolest characters, his indifferent personality is a compelling part of the story. Although X tries to be friendly towards him, Zero always sees himself as a lone wolf who doesn't need anyone to support him. On several occasions, he is a secondary playable character that players can use, this changes the gameplay to a more "beat-em-up" style because his weapons have a shorter range."

ISSUES:

-This seems more like a miswording, but Zero did not debut as a villain, rather he originated as one, but we were not shown until X4.

-"...he always thinks of himself as a lone wolf who doesn't need anyone to support him." Sigh... Y'know what? Lemme throw in some quotes said by the Maverick Hunter himself.

"You don't need to worry. Even though we are far away, I have a feeling that I've been protected by his power. We'll get through this." -Zero in Xtreme 2, to Iris, referring to X.

"So be it... But that's why we are the best partners... I'll do what you want... Rest for a while. I will handle it, you can count on me. I won't stop! When an enemy appears... I'll terminate it..." -Zero in Mega Man Zero, to X.

...What did you say about him being a lone wolf and not needing any support from others, author?

ORIGINAL:

3. Dr. Light & Dr. Willy

"Sebagai robot, Mega Man diciptakan oleh dua ilmuwan yakni Dr. Light dan Dr. Willy. Pemain akan menemukan Dr. Light sebagai sosok ayah yang mengenalkan Mega Man kepada dunia dan kelihatan tampil sebagai hologram yang membantu Mega Man dalam perjalanannya. Dia menjadi tokoh yang memberikan Mega Man senjata-senjata baru untuk membantu Mega Man menyelesaikan petualangannya.

Di lain sisi, Dr. Willy adalah antagonis dan mantan asisten Dr. Light yang cemburu karena namanya enggak bersinar dan orang hanya mengingat sosok Thomas Light. Kecemburuannya menuntun dia untuk memprogram ulang Mega Man untuk membantunya mengambil alih dunia. Untungnya, Mega Man mendapat pencerahan dari Light lewat sistem back-up dan meraih kesadarannya untuk menggagalkan rencana Dr. Willy."

TRANSLATION:

3. Dr. Light & Dr. Willy

"As a robot, Mega Man was created by two scientists, namely Dr. Light and Dr. Willy. Players will find Dr. Light as a father figure to Mega Man who introduced him to the world and appears as a hologram to help Mega Man on his journey, he gives Mega Man new weapons to help on his adventure.

On the other hand, Dr. Willy is the antagonist of the series and the former assistant of Dr. Light, who became jealous because Light got all the recognition, his jealousy lead him to reprogram Mega Man to help him take over the world. Thankfully, Mega Man was brought back to his original programming by Dr. Light through a back-up system and thwarted Dr. Willy's plans."

ISSUES:

-"Mega Man was created by two scientists, namely Dr. Light and Dr. Willy."

Uhhh...Proto Man much?

-D'you wanna know why I made Willy bold? IT'S BECAUSE IT'S SUPPOSED TO BE "WILY", WITH ONE L! THE AUTHOR COULDN'T GET HIS NAME RIGHT! I wouldn't even be mad if it was spelt as "Wiley", given that some official materials spell his name that way.

-"appears as a hologram...he gives new weapons to help Mega Man on his adventure."

Um, nope, sorry, that's X, and he doesn't really give out new weapons, he gives out armor parts.

-"Dr. Willy is the antagonist of the series and the former assistant of Dr. Light."

Again, minor nitpick, but they were colleauges, working together, on the same level.

-"...His jealousy lead him to reprogram Mega Man to help him take over the world."

Quint? What are you doing here? This doesn't happen untill much later!

-"Thankfully, he was brought back to his original programming by Dr. Light through a back-up system-"

Just...no.

ORIGINAL:

4. Shadow

"Selain Zero, tokoh antagonis yang juga jadi baik dan membantu Mega Man dalam petualangannya adalah sosok Shadow atau Shadow Man. Salah satu robot humanoid yang mempunyai kemampuan dan ciri khas seperti ninja ini bisa dimainkan oleh pemain dalam beberapa kesempatan. Dia punya kemampuan unik untuk kebal dari duri dan bisa melemparkan senjata khusus ang membantu Mega Man dan Zero untuk berjalan lebih jauh."

TRANSLATION:

4. Shadow

"Besides Zero, another antagonist that later reformed was Shadow or Shadow Man. A humanoid robot who reseembles and has the characteristics of a ninja who can ocassionally be playable, he has the special ability to be immume to spikes and can throw special weapons that help Mega Man and Zero go further."

ISSUES:

-If you read the article via the link, you should know that the article seems to be talking about Shadow from Command Mission and Shadow Man from Mega Man 3 as if they were the same character, and yet they use a picture of X'S SHADOW ARMOR in the article...oh god.

-How the hell is Shadow OR Shadow Man an antagonist turned good guy?

-They aren't playable, unless the author is talking about the Shadow Armor, even then the Shadow Armor isn't a character.

-"...can throw special weapons that help Mega Man and Zero go further."

Huh?

ORIGINAL:

5. Fenri Lunaedge

"Banyak karakter baru yang berubah di jalan cerita yang berkembang di dunia Mega Man. Ini berdampak kepada perubahan karakter-karakter musuh yang diganti di beberapa kesempatan. Semenjak serial Mega Man memperkenalkan jalan cerita Mega Man - X ada komplotan penjahat yang dikenal dengan sebutan Mutos Reploid. Sala satu Mutos Reploid yang paling ikonis adalah Fenri yang berwujud serigala. Dengan bisa memanipulasi es, setiap stage bernuansa dunia salju pasti berkesan kalau kita bisa menemukan Fenri di akhir perjalanannya."

TRANSLATION:

5. Fenri Lunaedge

"There are many new characters that change in the Mega Man storyline, this impacts the enemies that are changed in the games occasionally, after the Mega Man universe introduced the Mega Man X storyline, there's a gang of villains known as the Mutos Reploids, one of the most iconic Mutos Reploids is Fenri, who takes the form of a wolf and can manipulate ice, each stage with the nuance of snow is truly memorable if we can find Fenri at the end of the journey."

ISSUES:

-Oh, so the X series does exist, BUT FENRI'S A ZERO CHARACTER!

-"The enemies that are changed in the games occasionally."

Uhhh, if you mean regular bosses, those are changed nearly every game.

-Ever since when were the Mutos Reploids a gang?

-That part around the end...huh?

ORIGINAL:

6. Proto-Man

"Selain X dan adiknya, Roll, Dr. Light juga menciptakan salah satu robot yang sangat kuat yakni Proto-Man. Dia adalah robot pertama yang dibuat oleh Dr. Light. Untungnya, Proto Man jadi sosok kakak yang mendukung Mega Man untuk bisa mengalahkan Dr. Willy dan enggak menjadi jahat. Kekuatannya yang bisa dibilang cukup kuat dia gunakan untuk kebaikan. Meski bersembunyi dalam bayang-bayang, Proto-Man akan datang membantu X ketika dia dibutuhkan."

TRANSLATION:

6. Proto-Man

"Other than X and his younger sister, Roll, Dr. Light also created an exceptionally powerful robot named Proto Man, he was the first robot Dr. Light had ever built, Proto Man is an older brother to Mega Man who supports him in defeating Dr. Wily and has never become an enemy, he instead keeps using his power for good, although he hides in the shadows, he helps X when it's necessary."

ISSUES:

-Author, please understand that Mega Man and X are different characters.

-Roll is not really a younger sister, she was built alongside Rock, technically making her his twin.

-"...has never become an enemy." Break Man would like to talk with you.

ORIGINAL:

7. Omega

"Dalam cerita yang ada di Mega Man, ada satu ciptaan Dr. Willy yang sangat berbahaya. Dia adalah Omega, reploid yang diciptakan untuk menyatukan dunia baru yang dikontrol oleh robot. Dengan kekuatan dan ukuran yang sangat besar, Omega jadi salah satu Boss penting di beberapa seri seperti Megaman 3 dan Megaman ZX. Dia juga bisa menjadi Omega Fusion yang dibentuk dari X, Zero dan dirinya sendiri yang membuatnya jadi reploid paling kuat dan bisa menghancurkan apapun."

TRANSLATION:

7. Omega

"In Mega Man lore, there's a particular creation of Dr. Wily who is extremely dangerous, he is Omega, a Reploid created to make a world ruled by robots. With his great strength and size, Omega has become an important boss in several games like Mega Man 3 and Mega Man ZX. He can also fuse with X and Zero to become an even stronger Reploid that is capable of destroying everything."

ISSUES:

-Omega wasn't created by Dr. Wily, he was already long dead by then, he was created by Dr. Weil.

-Omega didn't even exist in the time of Mega Man 3, let alone be a boss in that game.

-Omega cannot fuse with other Reploids, the article may be referring to the Biometals, but even then, only Model X can fuse with other Biometals, and it is impossible for a 3-Biometal-Fusion if I remember correctly.

Whoever wrote this article must've not actually touched enough lore to make this list, I'm not trying to insult the author, I'm just saying it's very misinformative.

And why have weird choices like Shadow and Fenri Lunaedge? They aren't nearly as iconic as Tron Bonne, Green Biker Dude, Bass, Axl or Lan, have you ever met someone, asked them, "do you know what Mega Man is?" And hear them reply with, "Oh yeah! That video game series with Fenri Lunaedge!"

This list was weird.

#rockman #mega man #megaman #mega man x #megaman x #mega man zx #mega man zero #megaman zero #megaman zx #mmx #mmz #mmzx

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mrm64 · 4 years ago

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hello! i know it's a bad idea to engage in any shipping discourse but for the sake of constructive criticism, i asked an sns shipper if she thinks there's atleast potential in ss if ever sakura had that capacity to stand up to sasuke and if she wasn't as much fixated on him during shipuuden and the war arc. i even brought up the wasted opportunity of sasuke vs sakura that was shown in the game. the sns shipper gave a very structured and well-versed answer and i do agree with some of her points. i'm not even anti-sns and i understand the support this ship gets. but this person really hates sakura. so her answer to my question if ss has potential is straight up NO. hate is an understatement. she explicitly said she DETESTS sakura and ss xD. granted, her hatred is valid since sakura's writing is very flawed and inconsistent. what i didn't like was when she said why am i trying to change sakura's personality (her standing up to sasuke whether physically or verbally) when "she's constantly on heat when he's around". gosh, i really wanted to retaliate here and say it's called freakin character development. i mean, that's what she's mainly hated for right? the fact that she's obsessed and a pushover when it comes to sasuke. having that change especially during the war arc doesn't mean she's out of character, it means development. but gah, sakura haters are really hard to argue with so i just stayed silent.

to briefly summarize, her main point of argumentation is that sakura was toxic to both naruto and sasuke. sasuke's relationship with naruto is more defined than whatever he had with sakura. she brought up ss's pt.1 moments and said that sasuke would do the same to naruto, if not even better. as for naruto's case, sakura was a mean bitch and was so unfair to him throughout the series. simply put, even if sns has questionable elements, they are more organic and healthy than sasusaku.

this got me thinking. between sasunarusasu and sasusaku, despite both having toxic elements, i think the reason why there are relatively more sns shippers is because there's balance. compared to sakura, sasuke has shown more consideration towards naruto and we all know naruto cares for sasuke just as much and he isn't afraid to stand up to this guy.

idk what i'm even trying to ask here. i guess i'm just ranting lol. i've always seen your comments in youtube vids defending sakura and ss and i know you have an extensive knowledge of the naruto manga in general. you could only imagine how shocked i am when i found out you're a male. it's really rare to find someone like you. :)

anyways, i just feel so disappointed and pressed lmao. ss shippers couldn't catch a break from haters. like yea, some of us know it has shit writing in the canon and explanations regarding their relationship in the series is very limited. i already accepted the fact that they are underdeveloped and was borderline toxic. but then, between kishimoto's pitiful inability to write female characters properly and SP's biased treatment towards sasusaku plus the manga's main narrative focusing on naruto and sasuke, i just feel like it's kinda unfair for antis to shit on ss shippers when in reality, most of us just hold onto it because of nostalgia. most sasusaku shippers came to be when they were very young. i even found comments saying they started shipping them when they were 6 or 7. in my case, i was 12 lol.

it's kinda unfair since sns has the upperhand bcoz the series is mainly about them. naruhina has retcons and SP and what does ss have? small pt.1 moments, headcanons, fanons and to top it off SP's biased ass shitting on it. the ss fandom isn't perfect and has its fair share of immature stans as well, but i'm still glad that didn't stop authors and artists from making content. ss has got some of the best fanfictions, fanarts and doujinshis. i just wished antis won't attack them as much.

anyways, i'm not even asking a specific question. i just ranted. i just needed to get this out of my system. sorry for that 😅

Hey! It's been a long while since I got asks like this lol! Once tumblr went all anti-nsfw a few years ago, we all kinda migrated to Twitter for our SS/Anime cravings tbh but I'm glad and flattered you decided to ask me on my thoughts! :)

I won't write long as again, tbh, I'm kinda retired from debating/arguing with antis on things of SS/Naruto/Etc (unless I'm simply too triggered to let it go lol. You've already probably seen my long Sakura video so I won't go too much into details of what I already covered with Sakura's character. But to answer you, I'll keep it to the point.

It's ok of course to say Kishi's writing is flawed, I mean he is human and we know Naruto has holes. Every manga/story does of course. When it comes to SS, I personally bring it to this: Sasuke and Naruto's relationship is NOT Sasuke and Sakura's relationship. And that's (imo) ok. Sasuke and Naruto obviously have a bond only they have. Both lonely and orphaned, rivals with each other, haters to brother, you know it all. But Sakura is different. She's simply a normal, head-strong and caring girl. Kishi wanted to write a normal girl, and he did a darn well good job, because just like normal girls (or people in general), they're imperfect. That's why she first appealed to me.

Anyway, to the point, SS is pretty easy to follow. Sakura likes Sasuke....what's the problem? Where's the toxicity, lol. Sure she fangirls over him as a 12 year old girl, but again, Sakura is normal. Most girls I knew that age did the same thing. Most BOYS I knew were super...*cough* ready to be with girls (*cough cough*, puberty, everyone, *cough*). Sasuke is cool and confident. Sakura lacked confidence, so naturally she was drawn to Sasuke. Sasuke at first found her annoying (as he did with Naruto too) but as the became a team, she bonded. SS' bond is NOT NSN's bond. SS's bond is built upon a simply caring basis. Sakura always cared for Sasuke, and Sasuke always was protective of Sakura. Forest of Death, Sand Invasion, etc...add in the angst of Shippuden (nobody can tell me one was better than the other during Shippuden, Sasuke was 'bout to axe everyone while in darkness lol), blank period bonding, and then Boruto. There it is in SIMPLE terms.

As far as "standing up" to Sasuke...not sure where this person is coming from....again, NSN is NOT SS....Sakura has stood up to Sasuke at times. In the FOD where she indirectly called him a coward, when she pleaded with him to not fight in the Prelims and threatened to tell the proctors of the curse mark, trying to stop him from leaving Konoha., etc. If she was a "doormat", she would have said "Ok Sauske, you do whatever you want, it's all ok my love!" That was chapter 3 Sakura. A LOT of haters can't move beyond that chapter tbh...moving on. The main thing is, she wasn't STRONG enough to stop him by FORCE. She wasn't written to. Sure I woulda liked some angsty moments of them fighting, TRUST ME, you already know. But Kishi wanted the fighting to mostly be between Naruto and Sasuke, as most battle Shonen go. It's Goku and Vegeta, Deku and Bakugou, you name it. She was written to LOVE him unconditionally. And despite Kishi's misses here and here, it's clear as day to many people that they do indeed, love each other. Sarada is a product of years of redemption, forgiveness, and understanding between SS (which is....literally some of the themes of Naruto....Zabuza...Haku...Gaara...Pein...Obito....list goes on...).

And of course Naruto and Sasuke's relationship got more spotlight. They're essentially the Shonen "duo" like I explained before with Goku and Vegeta. It's a common tope which can be a bit annoying imo since other characters get shafted, but they're gonna be seen more by the public. At the end of the day, Kishi modeled NSN after his relationship with his BROTHER....that was one of Naruto's main story plots. AGAIN, OF COURSE it's gonna be pushed and seem like it's more "balanced"...it's a battle Shonen, not a love story lol. The love stuff is sprinkled in. This isn't a Shojo. If it was, SS would be the main focus (or...I guess NSN if Kishi WANTED to go that route).

So to finish off, you're right with the SP thing. But it can't be helped. If people wanna say NSN has more "development", let them. At the end of the day, they're shown more to the viewers because they're the Goku and Vegeta of Naruto. They push the narrative, not a romance. They're Kishi's go-to boys. They're the essential main character and rival. It's nothing new. But you know what else? They're. NOT. A. COUPLE. SasuSaku is, and again, romance is SPRINKLED in. It's N O T a Shojo and not the main focus. Honestly...the arguments that NSN shipper used are a bit weak knowing full well that SNS represent Kishi's brother and himself.

I mean...tldr, I could just say "Kishi and his bro are Naruto and Sasuke. SO nah bro, NSN has no romantic development. I wasn't meant to lol."

Typed longer than I thought, but I hope this helped! At the end of the day, ship SS in peace. We have an amazing fandom for the most part with wonderful content and we ain't stopping anytime soon :)

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