#will i still bully my family members? yea. but you

[soap-is-an-artist]

how i feel with cheat mods in games:

i need infinite money forever so i can get everyone so so so many little gifts

[roseidiot]

MY INTRODUCTION TO CORALINE (MOB AU)

So as you can tell, this is a welcome home OC and her name is Coraline M Coon and yea yea yea- but this is the mob au version on her (AU BY @clownsuu).. So yeah, enjoy reading..

WARNING!!!: CANON X OC!!

Coraline is the third-In-Command and the spy of the mob, she was 23 once she joined the family (Now she's 24 while her age in the canon WH AU is 22). But her eye weren't took off because Wally thought that it wouldn't be necessary (Not my problem) and she's also third tallest member in the family after Howdy and Barnaby. She has a low amount of ADHD but she is still taking pills. Coraline can be violent/angry whenever one of the mob members ever joked/complained/insulted her about the fact that she's a cannibal and a psycho even thought the whole family are insane ppl doing crimes and shit. She is also the bully of the family yet have a soft spot for Barnaby because she secretly loves him and seeing him sticking out with other girls makes her feel jealous and hurt due to this reminding her of her ex and how he was treating her but she keeps telling herself that Barnaby and her ex are not the same person after all :3 (She's not yandere she just being kinda possessive) but she also hates it when he flirts with her because that makes her think that he's just messing around with her and she doesn't want that at all.... And she can be narcissistic or mean while talking for no reason. Coraline is Malaysian-Russian but her accent is American, and her tone is always deep (P.S. :I know this might be helled up but Barnaby is having a huge crush on her since Poppy rejected him for being lesbian, and Coraline on the other hand is straight sooo- Mommy.). But, however, Coraline seem to be more like a "Material gurl" woman because- ahem ahem, her looks?? And she is best friends with Poppy and Wally since Wally look more like a cat to me (if you know what i mean).

BACKSTORYYYY!!

Coraline didn't have the best childhood, her mom and step father weren't caring for her because they were more into each other. So they didn't seem to care if anything bad happened to her. She couldn't finish school when she was 10 years old because her mom and dad were spending money on themselves and not on her and her study, and her grades were bad so she got kicked out of the school. So she kept spending her time at home with her parents, but they were always coming back home drunk. So they were calling her 'Useless child' and hitting her whenever they feel like it. And once Coraline seem to get tired of this shitty life, she killed her parents in their mimir and cannibalized them because they weren't giving her enough food. And so on she was sneaking outside in the night to kidnap people and cannibalize them, until it became a habit in her.

(Even after joining the mafia, she would still cannibalize ppl)

And once she grew up and turned 23, she met Poppy on the street while she was walking on the sidewalk at midnight, Poppy and Coraline's friendship became stronger and stronger, until Poppy suggested on Coraline to join their Mafia since Coraline wasn't working. And Coraline excepted and so on the time goes on until you saw this Coraline i know and love... And traumatize on c.al-

here's the color palette of the doodle.

[hulijingemperor2]

After finishing up some work, Ayao was relaxing and enjoying Taihua's antics.

Since that her hulijing power came in, she can take her fox form, which is very  energetic.

Now after running all over her A-Die's study, she's now sitting on his lap and coloring.

Taihua: A-Die, is it cute?

Yao: of course, baby. Who did you draw?

Taihua: You and A-niang!

Yao: aw. I'll hang it up in my study.

Meng Shi: Yao'er, do you still have A-Song's drawings he did in his childhood?

Yao: yep. I have them in my drawer in my treasure room. I would never throw them away.

Meng Shi: how sweet!

Qin Su: our baby is so precious and talented.

Yao: i agree. She's such a gift.

A-niang, I think we should all go on a vacation to Dongying.

Meng Shi: that's a good idea. And you need a break.

Qin Su: yea. You're very hardworking indeed, and deserve some time off.

Yao: exactly. I want to spend some time with my family and children. We'll all go for 5 days.

Hua haven't seen Dongying before so we should show her.

Qin Su: right then. Huangdi, should I organise entertainment for us?

Yao: there's no need. Because I know that the Kitsunes will plan something when they hear than I'm coming. And besides, I'm not going as a Huangdi. But a rich dad of three.

Ok, maybe hire some performers so that Hua will learn about their culture.

Qin Su: ok Huangdi.

Yao: hey, A-Su. During the vacation. *glares softly* I want you to call me A-Yao of maybe Guangyao. Yaoyao can work too.

Qin Su: *blushing* A-Yao. Guangyao. Yaoyao.

I'm too shy to do that. I call you Huangdi because of my love and devotion to you.

Meng Shi: oh A-Su. Call him Yaoyao. It won't hurt.

Qin Su: *still blushing* Taihou.

Sisi: your devoted to Yao'er, so that means you're ready to fulfill his every request.

Qin Su: you're right.

Meng Shi: aha, A-Si is always right.

Team dimple: *enters*

Taihua: team dimple!! 

Yao: Just the crew I wanted to see.

Mo xuanyu: aww, Yao gege, you wanted to see us!

Yao: always!

Su she: *kisses hand* Huangdi. *does the same to Qin Su* Huanghou.

Qin Su: hi Minshan.

Taihua: you know Shanshan is so nice compared to uncle muffin.

Xue yang: I'm on it, little diva.

*kisses A-Yao's dimple* Jiggy, what's up.

Yao: planning a family vacation, Chengmei.

Xue yang: how hot, omg.

Where are you supermodels going?

Yao: Dongying. For five days.

Su she: aw, have a fun trip, Huangdi.

Yao: thank you, darling. You're in charge of my affairs and harem while I'm gone.

Su she: certainly. I'll take care of everything.

Mo xuanyu: yay! Well team dimple will forever rule as always.

We promise we won't boss your harem around so much.

Yao: *laughing* so much?

Xue yang: nah, Jiggy. We can't stop being mean and chaotic.

Yao: I know. But try not to provoke anyone.

Xue yang: yea boss, we'll do it for you!

50%

Yao: oh dear.

Mo xuanyu: yea Yao gege. We'll try. It's the harem members who are mean to us. Like if they were a little like team dimple then we won't be mean.

Su she: I think they're below average by the way.

Mo xuanyu:  if anything happens, we'll complain to Wen Ruohan.

Yao: so Wen Ruohan is your secret weapon now. Haha

Xue yang: yup.

Meng Shi: I hope he and Nie gui fei don't start fighting.

Sisi: because it may become destructive?

Meng Shi: and I won't be there to see the entertainment.

Yao: it would be entertaining though!

You should have seen how dage was tossed by him during the sunshot campaign.

Meng shi: omg! I could imagine. Looks like Nie gui fei loves being tossed around.

Yao: a little too much.

Meng Shi: a little too much to damage his brain. Like, who in their right mind would hurt my son.

Team dimple, if any of the concubines bully you, then call Ruoruo. Haha.

~~~~

Next day, the Mengs get ready for their vacation.

Yao: Minshan, if Minister of trades come, he may ask for some records. You'll find it in my secret room, as I was revising it last night before bed.

Su she: yes Huangdi.

Yao: ask the staff for assistance if necessary.

Team d you know what to do if something happens. I can trust you.

Su she: rest assured, and enjoy your trip.

Mo xuanyu: we got everything under control!

Xue yang: yea boss. Don't worry.

Team d: *kisses his hand one by one*

A-qing: *hugs* enjoy your trip, Rusong.

Rusong: thanks dear.

A-qing: *kiss* love you.

Rusong: I love you too.

Jingyi: *walking out with his hulijing girlfriend* Rusong.

Rusong: who's that? 

Jingyi: my girlfriend, Zhang. I sort of snuck her in last night.

Rusong: ohh really??

Yao: you snuck someone in?

Jingyi: sorry A-Die.

Zhang: sorry Huangdi.

Yao: I see you weren't home most of the time. So this is what you were up to.

Meng Shi: how naughty. But he's a Meng, what do you expect.

Rusong: didn't you have a gf before her?

Jingyi: yea but things didn't work out.

Now Zhang is my new gf.

Qin Su: A-Yi. How?

Jingyi: I met her around Tan district. And she's a hulijing too!!

Yao: please, A-Yi. You shouldn't sneak anyone in. Just invite her to your residence if you're dating her. We're Mengs.

Jingyi: ok A-Die. I won't sneak anyone in next time.

Sorry.

I like Zhang.

Zhang: heehee, Dianxia.

Jingyi: forgive me for sneaking her in.

Yao: it's fine. You realise your mistake.

Meng Shi: baby, why are you hiding your gf from us.

Jingyi: *Whispers*  because they're always short termed.

Meng shi: oh dear.

Zhang: (the Meng family are so beautiful)

Yao: Miss Zhang.

Zhang: *kneels* Huangdi.

Yao: I'll hire a caravan for you to take you home. Guests aren't allowed when we're not home. How does that sound?

Zhang: thank you for arranging transportation for me, Huangdi. And I'm honoured to date er Dianxia.

Yao: delightful. Well I hope to see you soon, with A-Yi.

A-Su, let's leave.

~

Dongying 📍

The Mengs had arrived at their residence, where they were greeted by Kitsunes.

Greetings Heika (Huangdi)

Yao: greetings. Long time no see.

We're happy to have you and your Meng family here.

Yao: aw thank you.

Greetings to the rest of the Mengs.

Taizi is so cute as always. Taizi, have you changed your skincare routine?

Rusong: not really. Do I look gorgeous?

Of course you do, your highness.

Jingyi: I agree. Rusong is just beautiful.

Rusong: don't flatter me, guys.

And Hua Gongzhu is the cutest thing. Greetings, Gongzhu.

Taihua: greetings! Your clothes are beautiful.

Thank you. That's my Kimono.

Taihua: ohh.

Meng shi: we always wear kimonos when we're in Dongying, Huahua. So you'll get to wear one too.

Taihua: aw, I'm so happy.

Meng shi: then during imperial parties and court, we'll wear the Junihitoe.

Taihua: waw.

Heika, please, lunch is ready. Later we will help you relax.

Yao: all sound so lovely. You have really planned everything perfectly.

As your Kitsune staff should, Heika.

Yao: *smile*

Afterwards, they had  some lunch together on their verandah outside before hitting the city (in disguise).

Rusong: A-Die, is that hunting ground still functioning.

Yao: of course, dear. I'll carry you two, and we'll do some day hunting.

Rusong: that's sounds cool!

Jingyi: I'm excited!

Taihua: what about me, A-Die?

Yao: aw baby, it's not safe for you. Sorry.

Qin Su: we'll take Hua shopping!

Meng Shi: good idea. 

Taihua: yay shopping!!!

But aren't we going shopping afterwards?

Meng shi: Huahua, is there anything as too much shopping?

Qin Su: and you're a rich princess, so.

Taihua: aww!! Yea A-Die is pretty rich.

Rusong: Nainai says that we have to use up his money, Hua.

Meng Shi: *gasps dramatically* Nainai said???

Jingyi: I can confirm!

Qin Su: Song'er, Yi'er. Stop making excuses. You two love to use up your A-Die's money.

Jingyi: uh...no.

Rusong: thanks to Nainai.

Meng Shi: *laughing* don't say that in front of Hua. She may think that her Nainai wants her dad bankrupt.

Yao: don't worry, A-niang, I won't be bankrupt, because their funding came from me as well as 50% of the cash from Jin guangshan

Meng Shi: lovely. That Jin guangshan has to give money to the empire and the Meng children.

Taihua: who's Jin guangshan?

Jingyi: the Lanling demon.

Taihua: *gasps~ just like Meng Shi*

Sisi: Hua inherited your drama.

Meng Shi: I see that. Everyone has my drama.

Rusong: he has soars over his skin, a skinny figure and fangs. His hair is unkempt and he's dirty too.

Jingyi: he's all chained up and his nails are long like claws. Sometimes his spine comes out of place, so servants have to hit it back in place with a stick.

Taihua: *hugs Qin Su* A-niang.

Yao: aw. *strokes Taihua's hair* guys stop scaring her.

Rusong: but Ruo yeye is more scary than the lanling demon.

Taihua: no, Song gege. He is really sweet. And Nainai would get upset with  him if he wasn't.

Rusong: ahh you're so right.

Jingyi: 100%

Taihua: is he really a demon, Song gege?

Rusong: *laughing* Hua don't worry, he's just a scrawny dude now.

He's our grandad, who abused A-Die and Nainai a lot.

Now he's dealing with his karma.

Taihua: really? So A-Die punished him?

Rusong: yep.

Taihua: *sat up* then I'm happy now! A-Die is a hero! And Nainai is a goddess!

Rusong: exactly.

Qin Su: yes baby.

Meng Shi: Hua, your brothers are just meant to be mischief makers.

Taihua: that's so true.

Yao: *laughs*

This is  just what I needed. Time with my children. It's so fun.

Meng Shi: I'm very happy for you, Yao'er.

And I'm glad that I get to enjoy my grandchildren company.

Yao: it's the best feeling. And whenever I'm pleased, I feel to give gifts.

Qin Su: oh great, now our children will be richer.

Yao: correct. Song'er, Yi'er and A-Hua will get a chest of golden taels.

You three will have separate Mansion pagodas in Laoling.

They are already built, don't worry. I was going to turn them into offices for the supervision of my watchtowers. But this is a better idea.

Rusong and Jingyi: thank you, A-Die.

Taihua: aw thanks A-Die.

Yao: no problem. All are five storeys with 600 rooms. And the mansion will take up your names like Rusong Manor for example.

Rusong: waw.

Yao: you're my happiness.

Qin Su: Huangdi, let's go shopping.

Yao: *pretends to ignore, then opens fan*

Qin Su: Huangdi.

Meng Shi: A-Su. What did I tell you.

Qin Su: *blush* not in front of the babies.

Sisi: omg we didn't ask you to make out with him yet.

We want you to call him by his name.

Meng shi: only that, A-su. Tonight you guys can be intimite.

Yao: *smiling*

Qin su: it's harder when you're showing your dimples.

Anyways.

Guangyao, let's go shopping.

Yao: perfect!

Meng shi: awwwww

Taihua: omg!

Sisi: Did you faint, A-Su.

Qin Su: surprisingly i didn't.

Sisi: you and your Huangdi. Haha.

Meng Shi: they're so precious.

Afterwards, they dressed in their Kimonos, and went out in the town. The Mengs disguised their regal identities, however some eagle-eyed Kitsunes recognized them.

It's just that they won't harass the Mengs but admire from afar. A-Yao loves to take his disguise, so that he can enjoy city life, and he also wants to pay vendors genuinely.

If those vendors new that he is their Huangdi, they will insist to give him free items.

As usual, everyone was drooling over Rusong and A-Yao as they passed by.

Yao: sons. *strokes their hair* pick anything you like. I gave you some pocket money of 5000 yen.

Rusong: will do! Thanks A-Die!

Jingyi: awesome, diedie.

Yao: have fun.

A-Hua. I got pocket money for you too.

Taihua: yay! Thanks A-Die!

Qin Su: *holding Taihua* aww.

~

Meng Shi Sisi: *looking at ornaments and makeup*

Sisi: this shade will match you so much.

Meng Shi: aw really? Well you're my fashion guru.

Sisi: learnt from you.

Meng shi: *bought a hairpin and puts it in Sis's hair* for you.

Sisi: *blush* Huanghou jiejie. I must buy you jewelry too. Please, take off your earrings.

Meng Shi: you don't need to give me anything in return.

Sisi: I do.

*buys a pair of earrings and put it on her* perfect! You look very beautiful! *shows her a mirror* see.

Meng Shi: aw, A-Si. You're so sweet. I love them.

Yao: *looking at antiques* beautiful incense burners. A-Su, would they look lovely in my room?

Qin Su: definitely, Yaoyao.

Yao: I was redecorating the jade room, so I got to find some more ornaments.

How does a Pixiu pair sound.

Qin Su: that would be really beautiful.

Yaoyao, you should get another jade shelf for your ceramic collection.

Yao: mm, good idea. Speaking of jade,

I got a new jade face roller for the cheekbones. The one I had was broken.

Qin Su: aw Yaoyao, you don't need a face roller. You're genetically gorgeous.

Yao: I know A-Su, but prevention is better than cure.

Qin Su: *laughing* got you. I bought Hua a handfan.

Taihua: is it pretty, A-Die?

Yao: ahh waw. That's very beautiful.

Qin Su: I'll buy some fabric, so that we can make clothes for her.

Yao: mn. All our clothes are indeed handmade. It's our rule.

Qin Su: yep.

Taihua: I want some hair accessories, A-niang, A-Die.

Yao: as you wish, Gongzhu. *kisses*

While we shop, I have to buy some stuff for the harem members.

Maybe I can get them to deliver it to palace we're staying in.

Anyways let me forget about the harem for a bit.

*picks up a opal bracelet, and puts it on Qin Su*

Qin su: Guangyao. *blushing*

Yao: *puts a hairpin in her hair* Wear them tonight.

Qin Su: as if I'll take them off. *smiles*

Yao: let me pay for them.

Hua, did you choose anything?

Taihua: all. All are gorgeous!

Yao: oh really? You want them all?

Taihua: yea!

Yao: ok then. All is yours.

Vendor: WHAT????

Well from your appearance, you look like an aristocrat. You even resemble the emperor.

Yao: *chuckle* resemble the emperor? I am the emperor.

Vendor: *falls on his feet* Huangdi!

Omg I'm so blessed!

Yao: you have some exquisite jewelry pieces, and I want to hurt you as Taihua's personal jeweler.

(Every Meng has their own jeweler and designers)

Vendor: I'm so honoured to make jewelry for Meng Gongzhu. Thank you very much, Huangdi.

Yao: what's your name?

Vendor: Aoi Kenji.

From the Aoi Family. We're all jewelers.

Yao: delightful. It's very nice to meet you, Mr Aoi.

Let me pay up.

Meanwhile, Rusong and Jingyi were on another lane looking at cultivation material and ornaments.

Rusong: ah, I also have to buy gifts for the concubines. Haha.

Jingyi: as you should. Or else they'll revolt.

Rusong: Aqing could ever? And Ouyang Zizhen is a puppy.

Jingyi: lol.

Rusong: Ouyang Zizhen loves fans. I'll buy him a few.

and for A-qing, I'll get her some jewelry.

Jingyi: perfect.

Happy harem, happy life.

Rusong: tell me about it.

It's a lot of work being gorgeous.

Jingyi: pfft.

And Diedie does it so easily, and his harem is more chaotic.

Rusong: that's right. How does A-Die do it, lol.

~~

Later that evening, after their shopping, Rusong, A-Yao and Jingyi were heading on horseback, to their demon hunting ground. 

It's just a private forest filled with misfit demon and ghoul creatures who had wreaked havoc on the local people. So now they're banished to that forest for hunting.

Jingyi: if I see a ghost, I'm running.

Yao: don't worry, I'll protect you two.

Rusong: laughing* and I'll protect Jingyi.

..

..

[hopelesshawks]

History of Us Part 39- Future Sister-in-law

Summary: Once upon a time Todoroki and (y/n) were best friends. Now they haven’t spoken in years. When (y/n) is forced to transfer to UA, will she and Shoto reconnect or will their troubled past keep them apart? A childhood friends to enemies to lovers hybrid fic.

If you don’t want to see History of Us content blacklist #hopelesshou

Masterlist Kofi

You open the door with a fond yet exasperated smile on your face to find your boyfriend waiting with a bouquet of white roses. “I told you you don’t have to walk me to your house when it’s literally down the street,” you tell him. “I told you I would ignore you saying that,” he shrugs. Before you can reply your mom comes up behind you, eyes widening at the flowers. “Oh Shoto they’re beautiful,” she gushes, quickly plucking them from Shoto’s arms to go find a vase. “She adores you you know?” you tell him. “I missed her,” he agrees. “She missed you too. We both did,” you reply. “You both did?” he asks curiously and you confirm with a nod. “Even when I ‘hated’ you,” you say using air quotes, “I still missed you like crazy.” “I missed you like crazy too.” “Then it’s a good thing we’re never leaving each other again,” you smile. He reaches over to lace your fingers together when suddenly you both notice a flash from behind you. You turn to the source to find your mother slightly teary-eyed, phone camera raised. “If you wanted a photo you could’ve just told us,” you tell her fondly. “No, the magic only happens when they’re candid. Now come on before we’re late,” your mom replies. “Wait can I at least see the photo?” you ask but your mom has already started walking. “Nope. You’ll see it in the montage I make for you two’s wedding,” your mom sing songs. “Mom!” you groan scandalized. All Shoto can do is watch on fondly as you drag him along back to his place.

Dinner at the Todoroki’s is even better than you anticipated. Fuyumi and Natsuo had both welcomed you back like a long lost sister, Natsu in particular trying to get you in on a plan to mess with Enji almost immediately, to Shoto’s delight and Fuyumi’s chagrin. Seeing your mother reconnect with Rei had also warmed your heart. It was an emotional reunion, especially since they hadn’t seen each other since before Rei’s hospitalization, but the two slipped back into their friendship with ease and delight. As everyone sits around the table eating you can’t help but feel warmth and fondness bloom in your chest. You never thought you’d have something like a normal family dinner and yet here you are. It’s not perfect: Endeavor is still awkward, still trying to figure out how to slot himself back into his family’s life, and your mom still has to work three times harder than you’d like; but it’s so much better than you ever thought you’d be able to have.

“So you and Shoto will be starting your last semester soon,” Rei points out. “Ah they grow up so fast,” your mom laments playfully. “Yea, I was a little worried they’d make me retake the semester since I missed finals and stuff but apparently Aizawa and some unnamed, big deal pro hero had my back, argued that what I did was way more difficult than a final exam and should count,” you reveal. Immediately heads swivel to where Endeavor sits. “What?” he asks gruffly, clearly uncomfortable under the sudden scrutiny. “You wouldn’t happen to know anything about that would you?” you ask with a teasing grin. “I’m sure whoever it was just felt they were doing the right thing,” Enji huffs, focusing a little too intently on his food. “Sho-Chan I think your dad is turning into an Eclipsa simp,” you tease. “A what?” Enji asks, confusion clear as Natsuo guffaws on the other side of the table. “I guess even a broken clock is right twice a day,” Shoto scoffs. “Twice is probably being generous,” Natsuo chimes in. “Boys stop bullying your father,” Rei chides, although her smile betrays her amusement.

After dinner you and Shoto are shooed off when you attempt to help clean up so instead you decide to go into the backyard and appreciate the night together. It reminds you of the night of the third year hang when the two of you had found respite outside away from the noise. You rest your head on his shoulder again and he wraps an arm around you just like he did then, but there will be no interruption this time. “Hey (y/n)-chan?” Shoto asks quietly. You hum in acknowledgment of his question. “Let’s open an agency together after graduation,” he offers. “Yea?” you ask. “Yea,” he confirms. “You really think we could pull that off?” “You just took out one of the most infamous villains since All for One and Shigaraki.” “And you caught the only remaining member of the league of villains.” “Exactly. I think we’ll be just fine.” “As long as we have each other,” you tell him.

“Yea. As long as we have each other.”

A/N: And that’s it guys.... the end of the line. Thank you so much for going on this journey with me. The response has been incredible and I love and appreciate all of the support you guys have given me. Every like, reply, and reblog has been so much serotonin I seriously can’t thank y’all enough. I actually got my second dose of the covid vaccine yesterday and have had really bad side effects and didn’t know if I’d be able to finish this in time. But writing this chapter and thinking about y’all’s response helped me push through and now here it is! You guys have no idea how much you mean to me ❤️

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[peanutpinet]

Nine Percent Mafia Scenarios

Cai Xukun

Cai Xukun, a name that is well-known whether you go to the same school with him or not. He was notorious for not only being the heartrob of the school, the best basketball player the school had ever had, a hard-working student and a caring person.

Even so, there was a rumour going around that he was part of a gang. Now, this wasn't your typical school gang or a motorcycle gang but more so a mafia group. Not only that, the rumours has it that he is even a leader of one of the mafia's group.

But despite his reputation, Kun was never one to play with people's feelings. So he would always decline people's confessions as nicely as he could. Truth be told that it was mainly because there was already someone that caught his attention since the first day he came to the school (*cough*you*cough*).

Of course, because of his reputations and all, he didn't really want to make his crush that obvious, especially when he was in a mafia group. Though, his group were more so dealing with the actual scums rather than causing trouble for the authority (which is why the authority would let his group go).

But that would soon change during one of his important matches. Not only was he against his school's biggest rival but also his mafia's rival. If he won the game, it'd be killing two birds with one stone.

Unfortunately, when the match was going fairly well for Kun's side, his rival's side had their own set of tricks. Apparently, some of his rival's group were scattered around the school, finding one specific person, you.

While you did try to put up a fight and all, you were outnumbered and the opposing rival managed to get ahold of you. Once the game was over and Kun's team had won, they had to shake hands with the opposing team which of course, Kun did as well. However, when he got to his mafia's rival, he received a disturbing information.

"It was a good game but looks like you guys could still use some practice" Kun snickered, shaking hands with his rival

"I wouldn't be too cocky if I were you, August" his rival challenged, making Kun tensed up upon hearing his work name

"Don't test me, especially in school. I suggest you leave quietly unless you're starting to pick a fight" Kun barked

"Heh, well, let's see how tough you can get when you're with (y/n)" his rival mentioned, makin Kun gripped on his rival's hand even more

"What do you know about (y/n)?!" Kun growled

"Why don't you come by dinner tonight? I'll send you the location" his rival smirked, taking his hand back and leaving the school along with his team

Kun instantly contacted his own members, asking them to track your phone since he tried calling and texting you but you didn't reply him at all (which is actually very rare unless you told him you had something to do).

At the same time Kun received an unknown message, his members found your phone's location which was completely different to the location in the message.

Kun then split his group to two, with him going to the location he got from the message whilst the others go to the location where they tracked the phone down.

It wasn't that much of a surprised that you weren't at the location Kun went. But that didn't stop Kun from going brutal with the rival gang. After he was done there, he went over to where you actually were on his motorcycle.

Arriving at the scene, Kun wasted no time and just knocked the rival gang even when he was still on his motorcycle. When Kun did get down from his motorcycle, he kept going until he finally reached you and pulled you into a hug.

"Are you alright? Did they hurt you?" Kun asked, concern can be heard from his cracked yet soft voice

"I, I'm alright, Kun. I just got a slight bruise but nothing too serious" you admitted, holding onto Kun's hands that were almost 2x your hand size

"If you ever come near her ever again, I'll show no mercy next time. Now scram" Kun hissed, making the boys run away from the scene

"I'm fine, Kun. Don't scare them like that" you stuttered

"Let's go, let's put some ice pack onto that bruise, hmm? Then we can continue watching that drama you were watching. Let's go boys" Kun mentioned, pulling you to his motorcycle

Chen Linong

Honestly, Nongnong is just too soft to be part of the mafia. Which is also why he is perfect to be the spy in the mafia XD alright, onto the scenario

So, I imagine that you were one of the bad girls in school. Not bad as in you caused trouble but more so you look like a baddie when you're actually nice to the ppl close to you. One of which was Nongnong.

When Nongnong first came to the school, he looked so cute and soft that you swore that you wouldn't let anybody bully him nor hurt him at all. You even helped him get used to the school.

Time passed by and you and Nongnong were quite close with each other that even went on a few study dates here and there; which Nongnong of course would take you home like the gentlemen he was.

But one study date made you change your mind how you saw Nongnong. All this time you would always feel the need to be the one to protecc precious Nongnong, but this time, it was the other way around.

The both of you stayed a bit longer than expected at the study cafe you guys always come for when you were doing school stuff. But of course both of you have told your parents and Nongnong even told your parents he'll still bring you home safely.

As the cafe was closing, you and Nongnong finally head back home when suddenly a gang of motorcycles came by and stopped right in front of you. Nongnong tried his best to tell them off but for no apparent reason they just burst up and went to charge towards you and Nongnong.

You've experienced fighting before which is why you were still standing, unfeared of what this gang could do. But as you were about to fight back, Nongnong quickly stood in front of you and beat all the people in the gang; scaring them off and even threatening them that if he ever sees them again or even hears about them when he's around, he won't go easy.

"Are you ok (Y/N)? Are you hurt anywhere?" Nongnong asked, his voice turning into his normal soft voice

"I, you, what? Who are you and what have you done to my sunshine soft precious Nong?!" you exclaimed, pointing at Nongnong and at the slight mess he made

"Ahaha, I'm also super Nongnong!! Remember? But for reals (y/n), are you alright?" Nongnong asked in concern, holding your hands in his

"I'm fine. You didn't have to protect me though. You know I can fight" you mumbled

"I know. But you shouldn't have to fight when I'm around. I'll take care of you even when I'm sick. As long as you're fine then I'll be fine. Come, let's go home" Nongnong softly whispered, pulling his signature smile as he pulled you away from the scene and head back home

Fan Chengcheng

Kay, first of, boy looks like he ready to throw a fit or something XD also, crazy to believe that he was just 18 here. Kay" scenario

For this I imagine that Chengcheng had to attend a wedding of a family member (let's say it's his cousin) and his parents expect him to bring someone or they'll make him mingle around with the people at the wedding.

Because he much prefer to bring someone he knew, he immediately called you to come join him; telling you that he'll find hair, makeup and stylist for you so all you had to do was just join him. Though you're not much of a social person, Chengcheng got you by telling you that there'll be your favourite foods.

Time skip to the day of the wedding

You arrived at the Fan's house and was greeted by Chengcheng's sister, Fan Bingbing. Because you've been to his house several of times, truth is, his parents and Bingbing were thrilled to hear that Chengcheng invited you to join.

Bingbing then directed you to one of the rooms that was filled with different clothes and she even helped you picked out an outfit then brought you to another room where there were people ready to do your hair and makeup.

After nearly 2 hours of getting ready, you were finally done and Bingbing was helping you zip your dress when Chengcheng came in already in his dashing suit. Bingbing then gave a smirk, leaving you with Cheng.

"Wow, you look amazing? You're probably gonna outshine the bride. Here, lemme help" Chengcheng exclaimed, helping zip your dress up then looking at you in the mirror

"Speak for yourself. That glasses really suits your look. Not to mention the slick back hair with a slight green/blue tone?! Damn, Cheng" you replied as the both of you looked in the mirror

"C'mon, I want one mirror selfie then we can go to the actual event" Chengcheng requested as he took his phone out and taking a mirror selfie with you

After several more pictures, Chengcheng's parents finally called you both and the both of you went downstairs; where Chengcheng's parents and sister were waiting.

After around 30-40 minutes of being on the road, you all arrived at the venue, took some pictures and were redirected to where you would be seated.

"I have to go for a bit. My parents made me go see my cousin then his bride. You just stay here, alright? I'll have someone send some appetisers or any snacks" Chengcheng whispered to you

"Sure thing. Go go, then we can play whilst we wait. Justin is waiting for me right now" you mentioned

"Better be just one game. I'll be back. Don't start the next game without me, tell Justin that I'll take his food next practice if he leaves me out" Chengcheng pointed out, walking away

"Oi!! Watch your step!!" you scolded then went back to playing

Chengcheng's POV

"Why do I have to meet her?" I complained

"Because it's to welcome her into the family" my parents replied

"Ah yes, welcome someone we almost never met into the family" I cursed

"Fan Chengcheng, behave. I heard she's quite lovely" my mom scolded

"Fine. But it better not be long" I scoffed as the security opened the door and I went into my cousin's bride room

"Fan Chengcheng!! I'm so happy you could come to my wedding!!" my cousin's bride exclaimed

"Yea yea. Hold it. You....Jia Xiaoli (random name). You're my cousin's bride?! What trick you got now?!" I threatened standing right in front of her

"No tricks, Cheng. I promise!!" Xiaoli smiled

"Cut the act Xiaoli, you bribed me into dating you and if it wasn't for (y/n), my family would be in jeprodize" I barked at her

"Ahhh right, (y/n). I haven't seen her in a while. How is she?" Xiaoli asked

"She's not your concern. Stay out of my sight and (y/n)'s. And if you ever hurt my family, I'll show you no mercy" I scoffed, banging on the door and returning to where I left (y/n)

Unfortunately, when I arrived back, (y/n) was no where to be seen. I scowered the whole venue yet she wasn't there. I then rushed out to the bathroom, hoping that maybe she was there. I even tried texting her but after 30 minutes and no answer from her at all, I got anxious; like something is wrong here.

I then went out of the venue and contacted Justin if he was talking with (y/n) since they were playing games together. Thankfully, I got somewhat of a lead. Justin mentioned that he's actually on a "call" with (y/n) but he muted his microphone because he heard some other people was on the other line with her. Justin also mentioned that he's trying to track down (y/n) and after a few minutes, Justin sent me her location.

Not caring that the event was starting, I rushed to find (y/n) which turns out, her phone was at one of the hotel rooms of the venue. I then listened to the room first and when I heard (y/n)'s voice, I wasted no time and barged in, dodging all the attacks of the men within the room, knocking them all out one by one and took my jacket off, wrapping it around (y/n).

"Are you ok? Did they hurt you? What did they do?" I asked, pulling (y/n) into a hug

"Nothing, thankfully. They made me go with them and when I felt something was off, I called Justin but put the volume at the lowest, hoping he'll know my situation" (y/n) explained

"It's alright, I'm here. I've also asked Justin to come. C'mon let's get outta here" I mentioned, holding (y/n)'s hand

"Justin? Is he invited? What are you gonna do?" (Y/n) asked

"He'll be invited soon. We got a wedding to crash" I snickered, taking (y/n) away from the scene

Justin Huang

Tbh, I don't think this pose will really fit into the scenario but I will try. Okie, onto the scenario for Justin!!

For Justin, I imagine that you guys were living together along with Chengcheng, Yanjun and Kun for a film shoot and one night, you and Justin were heading out to buy dinner since the geges were basically passed out.

As the both of you were on your way, Justin noticed some sketchy people stalking the both of you. Justin made sure to keep an eye of them but didn't realise that there were a whole lot more of them that blocked your path and while you did put up quite a fight, you were eventually taken and was out of Justin's sight.

When Justin realised you were gone, he didn't waste any time in calling his geges and immediately went to find where they took you. Justin was definitely certain that they were part of the opposing gang that's always trying to get on ninepercent's nerve.

After a bit of running and even getting his geges help, Justin finally found the hideout and instantly barged in. However, the condition he found you in was not a pretty sight.

⚠️ Trigger Warning!! ⚠️

Not only were you bounded to a chair but it seemed that you were being beaten up, there were visible new purpleish bruises on your legs and cheek, not to mention some part of your clothes were ripped, your hair was messed up and even blood was dripping from your mouth, hands and thighs.

At that moment, something in Justin just flipped. As if he turned off his humanity switch (except for you). No-one was going to block his way to you. If they did, he wouldn't care whether they're a guy or girl, he'll put them down.

One after the other, Justin would break their arms/legs, the sound of their suffering even urged Justin to go even further; to the point where Justin didn't care whether he broke their bones, pulled their muscles or so on.

Once all of them were down on the ground, Justin finally managed to get to you. He crouched down to your height and wrapped his jacket over your shivering body and asked if it was alright to carry you which u only gave him a slight nod; and at the same time his geges arrived at the scene.

"It's alright (y/n). I got you, we're gonna go home now, kay?" Justin cooed you as he carried you in his arms

"Justin?! (Y/N)?! Are you guys alright?!" Kun asked as Yanjun and Chengcheng were prepared to shoot anyone

"Sorry to ask this but please take care of them. Oh and make sure they're still alive. I have unfinished business with them. I'm taking (y/n) back first" Justin requested, walking out of the scene

Lin Yanjun

Tbh, I'm not a fan of this jacket on Jun XD but his gaze bruh, his gaze!!! 🔥🔥 okie, scenario!!

For this scenario, I imagine that you were in Yanjun's hometown in Taiwan and apparently Yanjun's 10th year high school reunion was coming up and decided to bring you along since he only planned on staying for a bit then take you out elsewhere (also to keep all those girls in line before they lashed out on him)

After getting ready and all, you and Yanjun excused yourselves from Yanjun's parents and went out to the bar where the reunion was held. Ofc, when Yanjun entered, so many of his ex girl classmates were thrilled, until he showed up with you, hand in hand.

Yanjun just nodded and waved at his ex classmates before introducing you then he pulled you to the near corner of the table since he knew that you were somewhat socially awkward.

After having a little drink and snacks, it was now almost 9pm and Yanjun wanted to treat you out to the night market before going home. He asked if you wanted to go now which you gave him a slight nod. He told you that he'll go to the restroom for a bit before you leave.

After his restroom business, one of his ex classmates (a girl) went up to him and talked for a bit. At first it seemed like a simple catch up until she started to clustered the space and asked some personal questions about you. Yanjun was quick to know the situation he was in and immediately took control and straight up turned his ex classmate down, making his way to where he left you.

However, he noticed that some of the guys were trying to flirt with you and it seemed that they were getting a bit touchy that you seemed to be quite uncomfortable. Yanjun knew that coming to the reunion was a bad idea. Not only the majority that came were the school bullies but they were also part of a gang which 9% has been paying a close attention to.

Even so, Yanjun know that you could handle yourself and when your gaze met with Yanjun's, you immediately tried to excuse yourself but then one of the guys gripped your wrist which in return you slapped their hand away and even shoved them back down. Just when you managed to get free of these crazy people, another guy managed to grabbed you and pulled you down but at the same time, a dart flew and hit the the person's hand. Everyone then looked to see Yanjun's killer looks.

As everyone was distracted, you pulled yourself up at the same time Yanjun came and stood in front of you, holding your hand softly. Stroking your knuckles, he asked if they did anything else which you shook your head and told him that they just tried to flirt whilst the girls were already somewhat drunk. Yanjun gave you a slight apologetic smile before going back to his cold gaze towards his ex-classmates.

"Can't you tell when a woman is clearly not interested and taken? The next time you do that to my woman or any sort of girls, it won't be a dart flying and the target surely won't be your hand" Yanjun warned, rubbing your knuckles softly before starting to leave

"You think you're all that huh Yanjun?! Just because you made a name for yourself now, you can do as you please, huh?!" one of the guys challenged

"Heh, I'd watch my mouth if I were you. Wouldn't want people to know about your 'illegal business' or the fact that you've been out with 10 different women this past week, now would you?" Yanjun challenged back, slightly smirking as the guy's face suddenly turned pale

"Thought so. C'mon (y/n), let's get outta here. The night market doesn't close until 11pm" Yanjun whispered, giving you a genuine smile as you went out together hand in hand like how you came in together

Zhu Zhengting

Mama Ting!! That gaze!! I surrender!! I won't play games till late at night!!! Kay", scenario time!!

Ok, for mama Ting, I feel that he's dating with a normal office worker (aka you), you guys met through mutual friends and for some reason, Zhengting feels at ease whenever he's with you (like, not awkward at all, unlike with most girls).

Zhengting was just waiting at your apartment and cooking up some dinner for the both of you since you told him that you might be coming back late due to an important meeting with your boss.

Once he heard the door unlocked, Zhengting welcomed you with his soft smile and sparkling eyes that was full of love (also open arms) which you gave him a tired smile but immediately hugged him when you've put your things down.

"How was work? What meeting was it? Oh, tell me over dinner. I made your favourites!!" Zhengting mentioned, guiding you to the dining area where he has prepared dinner

"Thank you, Ting. It was a confusing meeting honestly. Like, my boss suddenly asked about my relationship with you" you explained as you started to eat the dinner

"Really? Does your boss know me? Like know know or was he just trying to hit on you?!" Zhengting questioned, his tone getting serious

"Not sure. He was trying to offer me another job which paid quite a lot but it has something to do with my relationship. Like, when I told him that I was in a relationship, he gave this weird look like he wasn't satisfied and just dismissed me. Saying that he'll think about it" you elaborated

"Hmmm. Whatever you do, don't take the job unless he gives you the full details, alright? And if you're worried about money because your current job isn't paying you well, don't fret, I'm here!!" Zhengting exclaimed

"I don't want to leach off of you Ting but yea, I'm not gonna take that job. I'm planning to find a job elsewhere and resign once I reached my one year mark" you explained

"Good!! Now finish up then shower so we can go watch some dramas" Zhengting cheered

It's been roughly a week or so since you told Zhengting about the offer and Zhengting was currently at the bar along with Kun because they had to spy on some men coming to the bar; something about opening a brothel or an illegal business of some sort.

When the people were already there, both Zhengting and Kun split up to get some information out of the men. Nothing in particular really caught the two's attention up until one of the men brought up a file containing your information.

"I'm telling you, she's the best looking one in my company. Not to mention, whenever she wears skinny jeans, it just fits her body so well. Anyone would die to take her and our business will blow up" one of the men mentioned, pointing at a picture of your face

"But you mentioned that she's taken. Are you sure you can get her to join?" the other men asked

"She needs the money. Plus, I can always cut her pay and tell her that this job suits her better" the men mentioned, laughing

But oh boi, they picked on the wrong girl. Because the minute Zhengting heard the conversation and was sure that it was your picture that they used, he immediately gave the guy a good punch in the face, knocking him down and holding a gun up right at his temple.

"I take it you like using helpless woman for your illegal money? Not only that, using them then abusing them before you discard them. How annoying. I'll give you a few minutes to confess everything before I blow up your brainless head" Zhengting barked, his gun was right by the man's temple

"So you're her so-called boyfriend, huh? I'll just kill you here and..." the man scoffed but his scoffed turned into a scream as Zhengting shot the man's leg

"I was wondering who was my girlfriend's boss as he was so daring to ask about her relationship but was unsatisfied when he realised she was taken. Well, this is still consider verbal harrasement, right Kun?" Zhengting snickered

"Sure thing. Since we got some evidence here, pretty sure he'll get fired the second we inform this to the authority. Also, he'll probably lose all his wealth" Kun replied

"Wa-wait a minute?! Kun?! As in the Cai Xukun?! Leader of 9%?! Does that mean...you...you're..." the man stuttered

"Zhengting. Zhu. Zheng. Ting. The so-called boyfriend of the woman you're trying to hire into an illegal business. Oh well, save your breath for the court" Zhengting replied, a smirk plastering his face as the man's face turned very pale

Wang Ziyi

For this specific picture of Ziyi, I imagine it being a bit similar to mama Ting's one. Where you were just a normal worker, not an idol/actress/artist or even a daughter of a famous company owner. You were just you; which, to Ziyi, you were everything.

Now, unlike the in mama Ting's one, you weren't offered a new job at a new location that was completely different to the one you were currently in. However, the boss of your company did pay a close attention to you. He would often try to flirt with you, send you flowers or even directly asked you out; which of course you declined them all.

This happened even before you met Ziyi. But unfortunately, it still happened even after you've been dating Ziyi. However, it wasn't as bad as when you weren't dating Ziyi. You dunno whether its because he finally started giving up or because he knew you were dating someone since you never really told him you were actually dating someone.

But while your boss may not know that you were dating someone, you did tell Ziyi about how your boss has been flirting with you and all. But we all know how patient Ziyi is. Not only was he patient in hearing your complaints and all but he was also patient with your so-called "boss". Well, that is until he ran into your "boss" at the gym.

You and Ziyi have been going to the gym quite regularly (let's all pretend it aint covid) and normally Ziyi would treat you lunch (which is how he got you to go to the gym with him). So, Ziyi would normally go and do some weight training whilst you just went to do some cardio (like on the treadmill or bicycle).

It was going like normal until you were about to do a bit of weights yourself (like that pull-up weight thing) and as you were going to do your thing, your boss suddenly came up to you and you guessed it, tried to flirt with you.

You tried to tell him off nicely but the same time scanned the room to find Ziyi who was apparently at the boxing area. It took a good 5 minutes or so but Ziyi finally saw you and understood your situation.

He was about to tell the guy off nicely until he saw the guy closing in the space between the both of you near a wall. And lets just say, Ziyi was finally at the peak of his patience and just snapped at the dude.

He pulled the dude back and twisted his arm till you can hear a crack. Ziyi then told your "boss" off and even threatened him because apparently throughout this whole time, Ziyi was doing a lil "background check" on your so-called "boss".

"It's not nice to pick on a lady who's clearly taken. Especially when you, yourself is also taken" Ziyi scoffed, pushing the guy further back

"Aghhh, l-let go off, m-me. This isn't even a fair fight" the guy stuttered as Ziyi pushed the guy who eventually fell downwards

"I suggest you leave and not hit on anyone. Unless, of course, you'd like me to tell your wife about it" Ziyi threatened, taking his phone out and showing the guy some pics of his affair

"I, I'll get lost. Just don't show this to my wife or anyone" the guy babbled, rushing to leave the scene

"C'mon (y/n), let's go get lunch at your favourite" Ziyi mentioned, grabbing your hand and giving you his signature (yet sweet) smile Xiaogui

For Xiaogui, I imagine that he was the owner of a well renowned bar in Shanghai. It's been a tough week for you and when you told Xiaogui all about it, he felt sorry that he flew all the way to where you work, telling you that he'll stay over the weekend so the two of you can have a chill weekend together.

But, on the way back to your place, Xiaogui got a call from the bar about someone looking for him. He asked you for permission which you know that it was his bar and so you told him that it's alright. He gave your hand a light squeeze before speeding up to the bar.

Upon reaching the bar, he directed you to a secret door which led to his private office. He told you to just stay there whilst he takes care of the things at the bar.

However, not long after Xiaogui left, you suddenly had a bad feeling, as if you were being watched or something. You weren't dumb and you knew that Xiaogui hid his gun in his office (I mean, the dude taught you how to do self-defense and how to use a gun). You went over his desk trying to find the gun but the secone you held it, you felt a gun being pointed at the back of your head.

"You know, what ghost around, comes around" a deep voice mentioned, the gun being pressed by your head

"Now be a good girl and put the gun down" the man stated as you slowly put the gun down but only to make him lower his guard so you quickly upperhand him by taking his gun

As you manage to upperhand the attacker, he started to attack you which was not good. Sure, Xiaogui taught you a thing or two but when you're faced with it in real-life, that's a different story. You tried to keep your composure and threw his gun far away so it'll just be a hand to hand combat but you were still at a disadvantage.

You were already being cornered and as you took the nearest object as a weapon/shield, the attacker told you that you were no match for him. But as he was just a hand reach away, the door slammed opened and a bullet was shot right at the attacker's chest, close to his heart. You divert your gaze only to meet with Xiaogui's gaze.

"Touch her one more time and I'll make sure you live a living hell before I actually send you to hell, myself" Xiaogui stated, a signature grin was plastered on his face when he saw the attacker fell on the floor You Zhangjing

If Imma be honest, this was another hard scenario but here goes nothing.

So, for Zhangjing's scenario, I imagined that you, Zhangjing, Yanjun and Nongnong had to attend this special dinner that the opposite gang was going since they had some deals to handle.

You knew that it was quite a risk by going but they needed someone to come with them so it wouldn't seem too obvious that they were planning on handling the opposite gang. Plus, you get free food so that was a major plus.

Which is how you ended up in a little black dress with your arms linked with Zhangjing and Nongnong as Yanjun was in front of you, all four of you making your way to the ballroom hall of the hotel the dinner was being held.

Yanjun, being Yanjun and the third person in charge in 9% reminded everyone of their jobs. Also reminded you to stay near by them and let any one of them know when you wanted to go somewhere like the bathroom or some sort.

After rediscussing the plan, Yanjun was the first to excuse himself because he was the hitman of the group. Nongnong also left to mingle around and get some information. Which meant, it was you and Zhangjing.

Of course, it was no surprised that the two of you immediately headed to where the food is. The both of you were enjoying the food and occasionally talk with the other guests at the dinner until Yanjun called Zhangjing to request some hacking which Zhangjing proceed in doing.

But in the midst of hacking, you had the urge to go to the bathroom and told Zhangjing that I was gonna go which he told me to quickly go and come right back to his side which you agreed.

After finishing with your bathroom business, you went out to try and find where Zhangjing was but got a bit lost and this dude was trying to get on my nerve even after you declined him so many times. I mean, one Yanjun is more than enough.

But when this guy was persistent, you decided to fight back which he clearly didn't like at all. You knew lots of fighting skills and self-defence stuff by being with 9% for a long time. Heck, you were their most trusted person other than each other.

As you were about to end this little disturbance, the guy was knocked out cold and you saw You Zhangjing out of the 3 men you came with. His gaze could rival Yanjun (emphasis on could XD)

"Can't we just have one night of dinner in peace? Haish. C'mon (y/n), let's go back and enjoy our dinner" Zhangjing stated, extending his hand out as you went to grab it

"You know I had it under control" you stated, pouting

"I know. But I wanted it over with, plus the deal is done and we can go order in with everyone" Zhangjing exclaimed as the both of you skidded through the hall

[haikyuuishete]

I’m here now

Kageyama x reader

Genre: fluff, tad bit of angst

Words: 1.276

Summary: Kageyama has been through a lot when he was younger but now he has you to call home once again

It was hard to imagine happiness when he was living in the dark. He knows what happiness felt like, he lived it.

His parents were barley home making his grandfather closest to him, even looked up at him. His sister Miwa was his best friend, along with his grandfather who introduced him to volleyball that later turned into his passion.

The memories that he would never forget, the laughter he shared and even the races against Miwa who always won.

Even in junior high he looked up at Oikawa for being talented something that his grandfather talked about being the most successful in games. He didn't care how Oikawa bullied him because he admired him to the max ignoring Oikawa's outbursts of dislike he had on Kageyama.

On the day his grandfather passed away, the one who introduced him to volleyball, the one he would always go up to play volleyball was gone.

The breaking point to his negative thoughts, the crashing point of these negative emotions around him that he hated. Even worse when Miwa graduated, a new beginning of adult hood making him stand alone in the end.

Then the king appeared, he wanted to win, to be the best even if he had to do it by himself he will win no matter what.

His teammates disliked him for being a tyrant, his team members would complain to their coach of not wanting to play with him anymore.

At the end when he tossed the ball up no one was their to hit it, which ended him on the bench.

No once in his life did he feel so much pain of not playing, instantly crushed him.

Came along highschool meeting his new team that believed in him and Hinata who was a ball sunshine, even though he changed he was still lonely in the end.

No one to come home to, no one to cheer for him during games saddens him when he sees family of other players come and cheer him on.

Not until you came along, the one that made him open up more. At first he didn't know what to feel, all he thought about was volleyball but now all he could think about was you

Took him by surprise but was happy in the end because now he had someone to come home to......

Trying to ignore the ringing alarm in your ear, almost made you ears bleed. Slapping the alarm with weak force to shut it up, grumbling tiredly at it. Turning to your side to see another body next to you. The sight was an absolute masterpiece, his shirtless and unbothered state amused you. The way the rays of sun shined on his honeydew skin making it glow, his flawless features almost glowing in the heat that was hit from the sun, the way he flutters his eyes a bit trying to ignore the sunlight that was hitting him, almost blinding him.

"Please close the curtains" his rasps out trying to go back to sleep, "we have to get up Kags" you sigh, "we should hurry up" you poke his side but you two have another hour to get up

"Also you have to stop sneaking into my room! You scare the crap out of me!" You slightly scold, "I can't sleep without you in my arms and my bed is not comfortable like yours is" he presses a gentle peak on your lips trying to calm your anger a bit. Rolling your eyes laying back down, wrapping your arms around his waist, head on his chest as he gently strokes your hair.

“It’s so cold” he whined out making you scoff, “you don’t have your shirt on” “oh” leaning to the side he sweeps up his hoodie, pulling away from him letting him put on his hoodie.

“Come here” he grabs you pulling you on top him closing his eyes again holding onto you so tightly almost afraid you would disappear from him.

“It’s your first day off of practice Kageyama, I have to make breakfast you know” on cue your little brother slams the door open waddling to your bed, “VOLLEYBALL!” He shouts fist bumping the air.

“And we have to take my brother to his volleyball class” you poke Kageyama’s cheek getting out of the bed, while your brother crawls into the sheets snuggling into Kageyama.

“Hurry up and change you two I’ll go make breakfast”

It was the cutest scene, after finishing making breakfast you watch your two best boys brushing their teeth together.

Almost made Kageyama look like a father, it was hard to believe your awkward boyfriend to socialize with kids since but your brother wasn’t even scared of him, he just went up to him and only turned out that Kageyama rubbed his volleyball obsession with your baby brother.

Eating breakfast was joyful as your brother told you stories of his dream meanwhile Kageyama stuffed his face with a lot of food nodding along.

It didn’t take long to leave your house, everything was set, walking together to the classes. He couldn’t help admire you, the way you just smile at your sibling with so much love made him just sigh in content. During the classes a lot of kids wanted Kageyama to play with them leaving out your brother out, he started to panic in the inside but he made a circle for everyone to receive the ball back and forth funny part was for him to get on his knees to play since your brothers classmates were way smaller.

“Gaaahhh your boyfriend has a future” one of the coaches gushes, “Yea ever since all Japan youth camp invited him a lot of people started to watch his games at Karasuno” Just watching him play made you happy, he made you happy the most.

Seeing them so happy made you heart swell.

After classes both of you decided to just enjoy the rest of the day getting some ice cream, only to bump into some of Aoba johsai’s players.

The whole time was Kageyama and Oikawa bickering as you and Iwaizumi just watch it unfold in amazement.

It was finally the end of the day, your brother was sleeping as Kageyama gave him a piggy back ride.

Holding your hand on the way was a bonus, he walked up the same road he used to race with Miwa and his grandfather.

He stopped mid way staring at the road, “To-” “At first I was alone for the most time being ever since they left” he sighs, “then I met my team at Karasuno who slowly helped me” you could see the reddish flare on his cheeks redden ever more, “I was still lonely, my parents weren’t ever home so basically I lived alone” walking down to your house slowly as he talked, “but then I met you” he stopped once again. “If I’ve known you were going to be their for me I wouldn’t believe it but now you are” he smiles, pulling your hand toward his mouth softly plant a kiss on your knuckles.

Ever since he started to date you, he opened up more than before, “let’s go home” you whisper pulling him with you.

Putting your brother to sleep, you finally had alone time with Kageyama. Wrapping your arms around him holding him closely.

“I’m here now” you whisper softly kissing his forehead while squishing his cheeks together.

“I love you Tobio” you plant kisses around his face only to break down in quiet giggles. He wouldn’t change you for the world, being their for him now was his salvation from the never ending darkness.

[hearteyesbowen]

hey babes, just have a request. im sorta playing around with this idea myself, but i wanna see where you take it. could you do a ricky bowen one where the reader is nini's sister and she looks up to nini a lot and so shes given up a lot for her. like she really liked ricky before he started to date nini but she never did anything about because she just cares so much about being a good sister? LMAO that's really freaking specific but yea.

what sisters are for ☆ ricky bowen

y/n loves nini to death, she’s her sister. she just want to see nini happy, even if it means sparing her own feelings

warnings: kinda angst, mainly fluff, long, very much unedited

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

“Here, Nina, you can have mine.” You smiled, giving your older sister your cupcake.

She looked up from her gaze at the floor, water droplets clouding the carpeted floor underneath her chin. She wiped her flushed cheeks with the back of her hand, stumbling to get up and fixing her festive, red dress. You hold out your cupcake in your hand, hoping it would help her stop crying. She picked the treat from your hand and wrapped her arms around your shoulders, tightly hugging you close to her.

“Thank you, Y/N.”

You smiled at the memory brought back by the photo in your hand, both of you were six at the time. Nini and your cousins were running around the house as you helped your mothers serve food to your relatives and other family friends. Your grandma put on display some freshly baked and iced cupcakes, the smell of the french vanilla catching the attention of the kids. They all ran towards the table of desserts, each grabbing their own goodies from the counter. You managed to save the last cupcake for yourself, until you noticed your sister wasn’t around. You squeezed past your family members until you saw Nini on the floor crying. That was when you offered her your treat.

“Whatcha lookin’ at?” You heard Nini’s voice ask after she knocked on your open bedroom door.

She climbed your bed, sitting down next to you and peering over your shoulder. Her laugh ringed through your ear as she picked up the photo and looking at it closely. You had matching dresses, hers red and yours green, with a black brow wrapped around the waist. Nini was holding your hand while the other held the cupcake you gave her, smiling brightly at the camera in front of her. You used to hate photos, so you tried your best to give a big smile to match your sister.

“You were so dramatic back then, crying over a cupcake.” You joked.

Nini’s mouth widened as she shoved your shoulder, “You know that wasn’t true. Our cousin pushed me and laughed in my face as I cried. He was so rude.”

“Yeah, yeah, keep telling yourself that.”

“You’re a bully.” She complained.

“You’re a baby.”

She grabbed the pillow behind you and smacked it across your face. You gasped, immediately pushing her off your bed, making her fall on the floor. Her hair was tossled across her face, some strands peaking upwards. You held your stomach as you laughed intensely, Nini matching you.

“If you two girls don’t get ready soon, you’re going to be late for school!” Your mother yells from downstairs.

➢➣ ➢➣

You and Nini enter through the open school doors, squeezing through the tight hallways and the multiple students standing in large groups or barely moving an inch for you to move faster. You both managed to make it through and get to your locker, awaiting Kourtney to come by and greet you two.

“So, is EJ going to be with us during lunch?” You wonder, twisting the knob of your locker and opening it.

Nini grabbed her textbook and put it away in her bag quickly before responding, “Yeah, Kourtney wants to discuss some of the outfits she put together for our costumes. Sound good with you?”

“All good.” You reply, grinning at her.

“Did someone say Kourtney?”

You giggle, turning around to see your friend strutting towards you both. Kourtney comes up and gives you a quick hug, soon giving one to your sister as well.

“How are my favorite twins doing?”

Nini laughed, “We don’t even look that much the same.”

“Still twins. By the way, I saw Ricky on my way here, and I overheard him talking to Big Red about wanting to talk with you about something.” Kourtney warned, pointing at your sister.

“What would be want to talk to me about?”

“I’m not sure, but it didn’t seem too serious. Now let’s hang out in class until the bell rings, because I am not being late again.” Kourtney joked, wrapping her arm around your shoulder.

You laughed, “Yeah, I need to rest my headache from Nini hitting me in the head this morning.”

“Weren’t you the one who pushed me off your bed?”

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

As the three of you walked to class, you started to blush as you thought about Ricky again. You and Ricky knew each other for a long time; kindergarten; to be exact. The earliest memory you can think of with him was when he helped you up after you fell off the swing set during recess. After that, you and Ricky would push each other on the swing everyday and make sure neither of you went up too high. You introduced Nini to Ricky later on, and they grew to be good friends as well.

Even when the three ( five, once you all met Kourtney and Big Red ) reached high school, you managed to stay extremely close with each other, you and Ricky significantly closer. Freshman year, you discovered you had different feelings towards Ricky, some you never felt before. You haven’t had a crush before, Nini would talk about it, but you never understood her. Of course, you being you, those emotions were hidden away. Sophomore year came around, your feelings towards Ricky grew, and you were just about to gain the courage to ask him out. Then, Nini had asked out Ricky before you could. You weren’t mad, how could you? You never talked to her about how you felt about Ricky to her before. When he agreed to go out with Nini, you were happy for them. There was no chance you would be able to tell her that you liked Ricky, you only told Kourtney about it. After that, you pushed away those feelings again, locking it in a box, and throwing it towards the bottom of the ocean.

Their relationship was short-lived, however. Ricky and Nini only dated for six months , and had a mutual breakup with each other. There was only one night you comforted Nini about their relationship, and it was the same day it happened. They become more awkward with each other, Kourtney stopped talking to him altogether, and you tried your best to keep your friendship alive with him. As far as you knew, Ricky and Nini were still friends, just more distant. Now, after meeting him in a summer camp for acting, she began to date EJ, and you couldn’t be more happy for her.

➢➣ ➢➣

“Hey, babe, you want to come with me to get lunch?” EJ asked, resting both his hands on Nini’s shoulders.

You, Nini, and Kourtney looked up from your conversation to see EJ smiling brightly.

“Hello, Kourtney, Y/N.”

You and Kourtney wave back at him, giddily smiling at each other over how cute he was to Nini. Nini turned in her seat at the cafeteria table you were sat at and stood up to hug her boyfriend.

“Sure, let me just get my wallet.”

She begins to dig through her backpack, her eyebrows furrowed and a frown built upon her face. After a few more seconds of rummaging around her bag, she groans.

“Crap, I think I left my wallet at home.”

You shake your head at your sister. You pull out your wallet and bring out a $10 bill. You give a light shove to Nini’s arm, offering her the money.

“Here, I’m not going to eat lunch today. Don’t like what they have.” You shrug.

Nini shakes her head rapidly, “No, you don’t have to do that.”

“Just take it, nerd.”

She sighs, hesitantly grabbing the bill and hugging you from behind tightly. She thanks you right before she took EJ’s hand and went to get lunch.

You turned back to Kourtney, wanting to continue talking about her plans for all the actors’ costumes. She had a smirk on your face, confusing you.

“What’s wrong with you?” You question.

“So Nini and Ricky talked during third period today.”

You squinted your eyes at her, tilting your head slightly to the side. “Ok, and?”

“Nini told me what they discussed.”

“And?”

“It was about you!” She rushed, quickly tapping the table underneath her hands.

Your eyes widened, suddenly feeling your heart rate pick up. You shook your head, not believing what your friend had told you.

“About what?” You wonder.

“We’re back!” Nini smiled, placing her tray down in front of her along with EJ. “Thanks again, I’ll pay you back at home.”

You give her a quick smile. Nini and EJ go back into a conversation while you look back at Kourtney. She nods at you, smiling.

A vibration from your phone startled you. You picked up your phone and saw it was a text from Ricky. Your heart stopped, you instinctively started to bounce your leg up and down.

“Uhm, Ricky wants to meet up. I’ll see you guys later.” You say confusingly.

“See you in class.” Nini smiled as Kourtney winked at you.

You didn’t even notice your sister and friend giddily squealing with each other as you walked away from their table.

Ricky’s text said to meet you at the staircase by the auditorium. Most of the students at this time were in the cafeteria, making it easier for you to veer through the school and make it to the staircase. You didn’t want to run, why would you willingly run anyways, but you did speed across the hallways.

Once you finally reached the staircase, you carefully made your way down the steps as to not fall down. You turned to go down the final flight of steps, and immediately noticed Ricky sitting on the last step. You only saw his back side, but it was enough to make you blush.

“Ricky?” You call, making the boy turn his head and stand up immediately.

He instantly smiled at you, running one hand through his curls and the other patting down his green hoodie.

“Hi, Y/N. I’m surprised you came to talk to me.”

You finished walked down the steps, standing on the last one where he sat before and making you almost match his height.

“Why wouldn’t I? You’re my friend.”

“I know, it’s just been a bit different since we really got to talk like this.”

“And may I ask why we are here?”

Ricky scratched the back of his neck, breaking eye contact from you to look around the area. You moved your head to try and meet his eyeline, hoping he would look at you.

“I’ve had something on my mind for a while, and I feel like you should know.”

Your heart started beating quickly again, feeling your face warm up and your hands beginning to fumble with each other.

“What is it?”

He took a deep breath, closing his eyes for a few seconds before staring back at you. His small gaze alone surely made your cheeks flush.

“For these past few weeks, few months, actually, I could not stop thinking about you.”

Your mouth opened slightly, and your eye widened. No noise was able to come out of your mouth, his words made you completely shocked.

“It’s been a little over a year since Nini and I dated, and for that time we were together, it didn’t feel real.”

“What do you mean?” You asked in a hush tone.

“It just didn’t feel like a real relationship. I did like her, but something just didn’t feel right. After a while we sort of lost that spark, you know?”

You were scared for Ricky to finish his sentence. Everything you could have thought he was going to say terrified you.

“When Nini stopped talking to me, I was somewhat ok. I mean, yeah, we’re friends, but it didn’t bother me as much. But then you stopped talking to me, too, and I realized what was happening.”

He took a short pause, as if he was trying to find the right way to phrase what he would say next.

“I thought I lost you, like we would never be friends again, and that caused me the most heartbreak. We would still talk, you know? Even when Nini and I were together, we were still best friends. But those few months that we barely spoke to each other, it was like a piece of me was missing. I needed you, more than anything in the world. I know it sucks, especially because I dated your sister, and it took me so long to realize this, but I have to know. Do you like me the way that I like you?”

You felt like you were going to faint. This is what you have always wanted; for Ricky to tell you that he felt the same way about you. But none of this felt right. It was as if you were stabbing your sister in the back. How could you date your sister’s ex boyfriend? How selfish could you be to say yes to him?

You mustered up the courage to finally speak up. “Ricky,”

“Yeah?” He responded hopefully, his body starting to lean closer to yours.

“I do like you, for like, a long time.”

Ricky let out a relieved breath, slowly inching his head closer to yours. Your breath hitched in your throat just as his nose touched yours, but you placed a hand on his chest, preventing him from moving any closer.

“But I can’t be with you.”

He pulled away, his smiled faded into a frown.

“You still dated my sister, and I know you mean no harm, but I can’t do that to her. I really do like you, and I wish I would be with you the way you want to, but we can’t. It’s not right.”

He shook his head sadly, taking a small step back from where you stood. You felt a pain in your chest as you regretted rejecting him.

An awkward silence grew over you two, making you feel uneasy. Your skin itched the more you stood quietly.

“We’re still friends, right?” You asked shyly.

The corner of Ricky’s lips turned upwards, a sense of relief washed over you. “Always.”

“Let me know if you change your mind, I’m always here.”

You grinned, holding your arms out for Ricky to come to you. He greatfully scooted closer and wrapped his arms around your waist, yours around his neck. You felt so comfortable again, having him hold you. His hands on your torso felt like it grew slightly tighter. You mirrored him by holding him closer to you for a little longer.

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“Can we talk?”

You looked up from your laptop on your lap. Your back was up against the headboard of your bed, typing out some of your homework assigned. Nini was standing by the doorway, a soft smile on her face.

“Yeah, something wrong?” You shut your laptop and put it on your bedside table, making room for your sister.

She climbed your bed and sat in front of you, crossing her legs. “I know what you did today.”

You took a deep breath, closing your eyes and rolling your head back.

“Look, Nini, I’m so sorry-”

“Why? I’m not mad.”

“I didn’t mean to hurt you, I promise I-wait, what?” You ramble.

“Ricky told me what happened. He said that he finally told you that he liked you, and you felt the same but you wouldn’t do anything because you didn’t want to hurt me.”

“I never want to disrespect you, you’re my sister.”

Nini sighed as she crawled up next to you and sit right by your side. She placed her hand on your arm, giving you a reassuring smile.

“Don’t you think I know how much you have given up for me for our entire lives?”

You raised an eyebrow, confused as to what she was implying.

“Like that Christmas when you gave me your cupcake, and when you took the blame for me for knocking over that vase, and when you hid your feelings for Ricky from me, and when you gave me $10 to buy lunch, and now you rejected Ricky just because you didn’t want to hurt me.”

“Wait, you knew I liked Ricky?”

“I figured it out after we broke up.”

You groaned, resting your elbows on your knees and shoving your face in your hands.

“I’m sorry.”

“Stop being sorry, Y/N. You have done so much for me, and I have been the terrible sister for not being able to do anything for you. I’m sorry.”

You shook your head at your sister, but she held up her hand before you could continue.

“Let me do something for you. Text Ricky right now and say you will go out an a date with him.”

“No, Nini, I can’t.” You started.

“Trust me, it’s weird for me, too. It’s so weird to think of my sister and my ex being together. But you deserve to be happy, and it’s not like I hate his guts or anything.”

You both laugh together. You finally felt complete relief inside, especially now that your sister was happy for you. You brought your sister into your arms, hugging her as tightly as you could.

“Thank you, Nini.” You whispered.

“I know, I’m the best big sister ever.”

“By like five minutes.”

“Shut up and text him already!”

You laughed, unplugging your phone from its charger and opening Ricky’s contact.

Y/N

want to go hang out afterschool tomorrow?

Ricky

i thought you’d never ask

A/N - im not going to lie i got real carried away with this one . i also said i would update yesterday but i totally neglected my ap test oops . so hope u guys like this one and next update will be saturday !! love y’all xx

taglist - @love-joshy @mzzjads

[eternalpassions]

He’s a Beast!

Summary:  Kagome's life changes forever as her brother Sesshoumaru makes his way back into her life. What happens when two siblings with unlikable personalities are forced to live together? A tale of a beautiful beast and a tomboyish Belle.

Warnings: Incest, Language, Mentions of homophobia, suggestiveness

https://archiveofourown.org/works/30752492

@chierafied​

My Kagome Art 

Kagome frowns at her reflection, annoyed, and a bit angry for a few reasons: one being she has to dress feminine which she doesn't normally do. She’s tried being feminine, it just doesn't work. Her hair always sticks out on all sides no matter how she fixes it. She can't walk in heels even if her life depended on it. She prefers wearing straight-cut jeans, tennis shoes, and hoodies.The only reason why she’s kept her hair long all this time is because her stupid parents and stupid best friend Inuyasha told her not to cut it because she’d look “funny”. 

Snorting at her reflection she plucks at a fly-away hair. Tugging at the dress she was wearing, feeling completely out of her element in the 3-inch heels she absolutely refused to wear the stockings her mother had provided. Glancing over to where they lay on the dresser she sneered at them.

The only reason why Kagome is wearing this ridiculous outfit today is because she is being forced by her parents for the occasion. Which brings her to the other reason why she is so put out right now...her stupid brother Sesshomaru.

The brother who she hardly knew besides a few old rusty memories. She remembers her being pushed high in the swings when she was younger, her older brother gathering his full force to send her flying into the sky with her hair dancing in her face, laughing uncontrollably, and his small smile behind her. 

 It has been ten years since she has seen him. They used to be close when she was little, but now he was practically a stranger to her. He moved out of the house when he turned 18 she was just a child at the age of 10 then. When he left it was like he had cut all ties, the memories she had she packed away never to look back on again. When he left it hurt, she had missed him at one point but now it was like she was an only child honestly sometimes she forgot that she wasn’t an only child. 

 He moved into a big bustling city for university leaving behind his old home in the rural countryside. When he had finished school he stayed in the city to attend law school snagging a top-shot position at some big firm. After that, he was nowhere to be seen except for the occasional holiday and those were rare, she could count on one hand the times she had seen him since he moved out. 

His lavish life with High society, big fancy events, and other vain things he never bothered keeping in touch with her. Her brows knit together as a frown further marred her face at the thought of how he probably thought he was too good for the life he left behind. 

What’s worse is that even when he did decide to grace his old home with his presence, he hardly acknowledged her. The only thing he would do was greet her shortly by saying her name as he walked by. 

Had he always been so stoic? 

His demeanor put her off, he felt so cold, callous, and uncaring. It was so different from the brother of her memories. It was like he was a completely different person.

How did he make it through life with that kind of personality?

“Stupid brother” She muttered to herself.

A knock on her door brought her out of her bitter thoughts. She turned towards  it and sighed 

“Kagome, hurry up! Everyone is waiting! What’s taking so long?” Her mom scolds from behind the door.

“Yea, yea I’m almost done” Kagome grumbles

She hears the muffled sigh before her mom adds  “Don't even think about coming down with an attitude either.” 

 ‘Hmph’ Kagome thinks to herself as she crosses her arms indignantly. Knowing herself as she did, she didn't know if she could really make it through this night without showing a bit of ‘attitude’. She was supposed to get all dolled up to see her brother who really just seemed like some extended family member that no one really knew or cared about. 

Kagome walks out the door stumbling slightly, catching herself on the doorway. She curses under her breath. Taking a moment to steady herself she makes it to the stairs. ‘Maybe I should just take these damn shoes off until I get to the bottom’ She thinks as she looks apprehensively down the stairs. Her mothers face appears at the bottom with an impatient scowl. Clutching to the railing of the stairs as if it's a life line she cautiously makes her way down taking hesitant steps down the stairs. As she gets closer to the floor, she can hear warm laughter coming from the living room.

As soon as she reaches the bottom of the stairs her breath hitches in her throat. The man she sees sitting on the couch looks nothing like that young man who came to visit on rare occasions. He was dressed in a black suit with a red tie that stood out in a stark contrast against  the silver of his hair that was inherited from their father. She thought it was odd that her parents were okay with his hair being at such a long length when they would nitpick at her and judge her appearance and choices as harshly as they did.

She’d never seen a man with hair that length in the countryside they grew up in. What stood out most of all and completely took her breath away was his eyes. In her earliest memories of him she remembered them being a hazel color bordering on yellow but now as she looked at them she could see that the yellow they bordered on was now a bright golden color.

 Those golden eyes blinked as he caught sight of her standing in the living room. She couldn’t read his eyes, but they made her forget about her nerves .She felt herself become enslaved by those eyes and for some reason, she couldn’t look away. She didn’t notice how the reason she was able to see those golden eyes so clearly was because he was also gazing at her with just as much intent.  

She’d lost track of how long she stood there staring at her brother until her father cleared his throat and their mother coughed, dragging her away from the trance that held them both captive.

“Kagome! What are you doing just standing there! Come, greet your brother!” Her dad scolds from where he is sitting on the couch next to her mother.

Kagome jolts into action feeling her face heat up a bit in her embarrassment. She carefully makes her way over to where her brother is. She felt like she was walking on ice and at any moment she would lose her balance and come crashing down on the floor. Standing in front of him she finds herself feeling nervous now being in close and direct sight to the brother she hadn't seen properly in so long. Her heart beats erratically against her chest.

 Finally standing in front of him she can’t help but notice how he towers above her. Now, she hadn't remembered him being that tall.Through the tightness of the white shirt under his suit jacket she can see that it accents the muscles hidden there. She definitely didn’t remember those being there! 

Her thoughts are whirling around and her mind can’t seem to catch up with the present and as a result she stutters “ Ses-Sesshomaru.” which is completely unlike her. 

‘What’s going on with you?’ She wonders to herself. She wasn’t one to cower like this, to display weaknesses so openly.

‘This guy is nothing to you besides someone you share blood with.’ Kagome scolds herself.

“Kagome, it's a pleasure to finally see you again.” He says. 

Those golden eyes seem to brighten, holding her prisoner once more in place as he gently takes her hand in his and raises it to his lips placing a soft and fleeting kiss there. It feels like an out of body experience she has no control over the moment once his lips meet her skin she feels her blood run hot and she can feel the blush rising from her neck to her face. 

 She wonders what he is thinking at that moment as those eyes seem to smile at her but she can't read him, she can't tell what’s going on in his mind. His face remains a stoic mask as he regards her. She feels like he is laughing at her but she can’t be sure as unnamed emotions flash through those intense eyes of his.

“I love how we’re finally together as a family again. Let's head over to the kitchen. The food is ready, we have important things to talk about” Her mother beams, not noticing the strange interaction between the two.

“After you” Sesshoumaru gestures in front of her with a flourish of his hands.

Kagome nods with a tight smile, her footsteps heavy and awkward as she walks ahead of him. She didn't know what would await her tonight, and she wasn’t entirely sure she was ready for it. Not knowing what was so important that her family would get together like this made her wonder if it was good or bad.

 It made her feel like a bird trapped in a cage ready and vulnerable to an attack. It made her think of that nursery rhyme she had been teased with all her life. ‘Kagome, Kagome bird in a cage.’ She flinched internally as it popped into her mind. 

‘Fuck that’ she thought. 

She tries to distract herself from her anxiety of what was to come from this dinner by thinking about her brother. She didn't know what to make of him, he seemed polite and well-mannered. That was good right? There was still something about him that made her feel like maybe he was a predator waiting outside of her cage tonight. She tried to shake those thoughts away, maybe she was being paranoid about the whole thing. Maybe this really was going to be a nice, warm family dinner after all. 

Her parents sat across from each other in their usual spots, Kagome took her seat beside her father, leaving the chair directly in front of her for Sesshomaru. Her parents happily chatted, recounting old memories that were almost lost to Kagome. Sometimes people needed other people to remember for them so the memory wouldn’t be lost forever.

“I remember how Kagome would get bullied by the neighborhood kids for being such a tom-boy, and for the boyish way she dressed.” Her mother recounted her memory of the day when she sent Kagome out of the house to school in an adorable and girly outfit that she deemed ‘appropriate’ only for Kagome to sneak out of the house with a pair of her brother's old pants and a tee shirt that she had changed into. On the way home one of the neighborhood boys had pushed her to the ground while telling her that she was a girl and that she would never be allowed to play with him and the other boys. 

“Sesshoumaru would have none of it. He would step in front of Kagome and just glare at them and that was enough to have them running for the hills,” Her mother looked across the table over to Kagome sighing in defeat. “Ever since she was little our Kagome was always a little strange.” She finished her memory shaking her head and chuckling. 

That comment had Kagome’s mood sour as her face pinched in annoyance. She didn't like her parents making such comments right in front of her as if she wasn’t there. She knew she was a little different than other girls her age, but that didn’t mean that it didn’t sting being called strange by her own parents. 

Yes, she was unconventional to say the least. She started to wear the boys uniform when she reached middle school. She didn't like the way the girl's uniform looked on her; it made her feel awkward. It exposed her legs to the point it made her uncomfortable. She preferred the boys uniform, it didn’t show anywhere near as much skin and made her feel more comfortable.

“ What’s your point?” Kagome snapped as her mood darkened. Leaning back in her seat and crossing her arms. She gave her mother a taunting smile silently daring her to continue making her feel as if she wasn’t there.

“ Nothing, nothing honey we’re simply making conversation, anyway speaking of that we have an announcement-” her mother tries to continue on.

“No, No let’s keep having that conversation” Kagome leans back to the table steeling herself ready to fight. She knew how this conversation went. They went through this all the damn time. If her mother didn’t want her to have an attitude she certainly was not picking peaceful conversations for dinner. It was like she was provoking her instead. 

 “Am I strange because I wear jeans instead of skirts? Because I wear hoodies? Because I like sports? Because I listen to Lady Gaga? Or is it because I kiss girls” 

The room goes silent. Kagome knows she has done exactly what her mother told her not to do. She had an attitude. Well more than that, she’s probably ruined the whole dinner. She really needed to do something about that mouth of hers, it got her in trouble far too much. 

“It seems that she’s learned to fend herself just fine without me” Sesshoumaru speaks up after what feels like a long time. Kagome is not sure if her eyes are playing tricks on her but she sees his eyes glimmer .

 “Kagome, honey, speaking of that we have something to announce” Her mother clears her throat.

Kagome raises an eyebrow, curious at what the announcement was. It had to be something important or else why else had they invited her brother and made it a family affairThere had to be a reason why her parents decided to host this dinner and invite this “brother” of hers and play the role of the happy family for once. Her mind is temporarily distracted from the argument her mother had provoked. She’s curious to hear what the big announcement is supposed to be.

 Suddenly that feeling of apprehension and unpleasantness returns to her like an uncomfortable chill creeping up her body. 

Kagome begins to understand what this night is really about when the doublespeak begins as soon as her mother begins talking.

As Kagome listens to the excuses being told,she begins to translate the doublespeak in her head. 

"We were talking to Sesshomaru a few days ago about how you’ve struggled with your teachers and school and you haven’t made the best choices”

Translation: She has failed to meet demands, she’s insubordinate, a failure, and her choice of friends suck.

“So because of this we think it might be best for you to move in with your brother for some time. It might help put things into perspective for you on how one should behave while also giving you the time and space you need to learn who you are, as well as what it expected of you."

Translation: We think dumping you off to your brother who’s practically a stranger to you might teach you to grow up. Learning from the successful sibling will help you become less of a failure.

“We’re afraid you have irrational tendencies, you don’t consider how your actions make others feel and you need to know what’s expected of you”

Translation: She’s showed some bisexual tendencies, which we find  deeply shameful and she needs to be straightened out. 

“Living in the city will be better for you than the countryside. We don’t think you’ll flourish here, moving to the city could be a  better option for you.”

Translation: We’re sick of having you here, we’re kicking you out

“ We want the best for you, and this means we can't put this off any longer,” her mother continues and Kagome can feel the air getting thinner as she breathed.

Translation: Get the fuck out of here!

Kagome feels as if she has been kicked in the stomach. The air leaves her, brain momentarily shutting down, and she feels dizzy. Eyes darting back from her father to her mother looking for confirmation of what was just said. As silence drags on, she becomes more angry at the affirmation of the reality she doesn’t want to face. Kagome stands slamming her hands on the table knocking over the chair. 

The chair hits the floor with a crash. 

“Are you serious?” She screams, noticing how her father and Sesshomaru flinch at the tone in her voice. She doesn’t care about their reactions, she has had it with this so-called family. This family that pushed all these decisions on her and gave her no choices of her own.

Kagome’s voice booms across the room. “So you’re telling me I have to move in with my 'brother', That's a stranger to me because I’ve failed to meet your expectations!” 

“ Honey you know it's not that” Her father finally speaks up after what feels like a long time. Kagome had almost forgotten about his presence. He’s only smiled passively the whole night not saying anything of much substance besides the usual affirmation. He almost blends into the walls with his passivity and lack of presence.

“ Yes it is! What choice do I have? You just decided that once I’m 18 and you have no legal obligation to me anymore you’d ship me off to this man I don’t know! It's either go with him or go to the streets right?!” Kagome tries to laugh tauntingly to cover up for the tears of anger that were on the verge of rippling and falling down her face.

“Kagome, I know this might seem hard but-” Sesshoumaru says as he carefully stands up. He really was trying his best to keep up this proper brother act wasn’t he?!

Kagome forgets the previous nerves she felt being near her brother and she feels anger pour out of her. So she was right to be apprehensive of him. He didn’t come here without any kind motives. He came here to trick her with his fake politeness and fancy appearance to drag her out of the only home she ever knew!

“No you shut up!” Kagome turns to Sesshoumaru and scowls. She points to him angrily “ I don't want to hear anything from someone who I’ m supposed to call my brother, but who I’ve hardly seen in 10 years and who only graces me with his presence to take me away from my home!”

“Kagome” Her father tries to chime in.  He moves his hands in a downward motion to try to calm the situation and Kagome.

 “IT’S BEEN DAMN NEAR 10 YEARS since he has really been around and you're telling me that you have just decided  yourselves that I Should just go on and get out of the only home I have known just because I don’t follow the social norms that you expect of me? Are you kidding me?!?” She interrupts.They have said enough it's time for them to hear her now. If there’s one thing she didn’t know how to do was going down without a fight. 

“We just want what is best for you Kagome. It doesn’t matter anyway things have been set up and you don’t really have a choice in this.You have an awful attitude, you are ungrateful and it seems like you are going to need to learn to grow up the hard way. You can go with Sesshomaru or not either way you will not be staying here.” When their mother finishes her new rant, shock plays across Kagome’s face with intense anger.

Kagome feels the tears begin to stream down on her face.She looks at her parents faces and sees their faces full of resigned conviction. She looks at Sesshoumaru’s face and she isn't sure if it’s her eyes playing tricks on her, but she sees his eyes look deeply troubled and almost guilty. Against her will she feels herself once again drawn into those golden eyes. She feels as if there’s something more hidden under the depths of the gold in his eyes. As if there’s a mask falling off.

“Kagome” He opens his mouth to speak but it is too late Kagome has already stormed out of the room.She kicks off the heels she is wearing and dashes out of the front door. She didn’t want to look into those eyes any longer, she was afraid she’d find something she wasn’t ready to see. What she needed to do was get away and be angry.

Yes, she needed to be angry at the world, angry at him .Sesshoumaru she thinks in disdain. He probably didn’t even feel bad for being the one to drag her out of her home under the guise of a caring older brother. He probably only felt bad since now he was the one taking on this burden of a sister!

Yes he was just an Idiot brother! She ran faster as she used the adrenaline of her speed and anger to fuel her. She felt she was bordering on insanity as she smiled through the tears as she pushed her body harder.

She didn't know for how long she had been running laps around the neighborhood before she stopped in front of the large maple tree in the middle of town.

 She heaves and uses the last bit of her energy to jog near the swings, She collapses on the ground and against her will begins to remember the swings that hold the one memory of her  idiot brother that she remembers fondly. She stares up at the sky occasionally wiping away a tear of anger from her face. The moon is waning tonight it's crescent shape shining brightly in the night sky. 

It's not long before Kagome notices that she is no longer alone as she looks to her left and spots the clean, pristine shoes of her brother, She looks up and  sees the bright golden eyes of her brother almost looking like they are expecting her, “What do you want?” She hisses. Of course the one time he does come around all of her choices are being taken from her and her parents hold a celebratory dinner to kick her out of the house. Now he probably wanted to play the concerned brother. Idiot.  

“Kagome,” His voice comes out smooth like velvet to her ears and she suppresses the shiver that wants to travel down her spine.She reminds herself that she should be angry at him.

Now of all times he wanted to play the role of the caring brother who wants to check up on his little sister? It was rather ironic coming from the man who only showed up to trick her and side with those who saw her as nothing more than a burden. 

“No, you know what. I don’t care what you want. Save the good brother act. I know you don’t give a fuck about me or what I want.” Kagome swears venom his way.

“ All you came here to do was trick me and do what they wanted which was to drag me away from my home. Which lets be honest you probably don't even want to do since you see me as a burden like everyone else does” her voice begins to break  down. Shit why was she beginning to cry again?!

 At this point she feels the tears gliding down her face at an increasing speed. She feels like an idiot, turning into a sobbing mess in front of this brother she hardly knew.

“ Kagome, you must know that wasn’t my intention-”

“Oh yea then what was it then? To waltz in here, charm me, play the good brother who didn't leave and ignore me all this time then laugh at me as you kick me out of my home?”

She watches him through glassy eyes. He stands with his hands awkwardly in his pants seemingly unsure of what to do. She looks into his golden eyes and for a brief moment she thinks she sees that conflicted Sesshoumaru from before. But it was gone before she could confirm it.

“ Fine, don’t believe me, do what you want, I am simply following our parents wishes.I am leaving tomorrow morning, make up your mind by then” He waves dismissively and walks off.

Kagome watches as he began to walk away. She sits up and watches his soulette in confusion at how his mood changed so easily. Did she imagine that look of conflict earlier? It almost reminded her of that look on his face he got as children when he worried about her, back when he used to care for her.

“Hmph” Kagome grumbled, that couldn’t be the case. She saw what he did back there. Tried to charm her, make her lose her composure, appear all polite and kind, then backstab her along with their parents and kick her out of her house! Then he comes to act worried about her, then acts like he doesnt care and acts like she has any choice in the matter! He’s just messing with her!

He’s wicked! Kagome says to herself. She almost felt like she was Bell from Beauty and the Beast. Dragged out of her home, against her will, to live with what might as well be a beast!

Yes, because Sesshoumaru was like a beast! She told herself. He didn’t look like one with his poltie appearance, pristine manners, fancy clothes, and beautiful face. Beautiful face? She exclaimed?! Why was she thinking this about her brother?!?

She slaps her face with both hands in an attempt to calm herself. She was probably still high from the adrenaline rush of the run. She had a bad habit of looking for highs to ironically calm herself. Running, sex, drugs,  you name it. She really needed to calm down and get a grip.

Within a night, her brother was able to do what no one else could do: trick her and humiliate her. She really didn’t want to give him any more satisfaction that he got to her more than he already had. He’s seen her cry for shit’s sake. 

“Focus kagome” She sighed and took a deep breath as she looked up at the stars in an attempt to calm herself.

It seems like she was in a stalemate situation. Her parents wern’t going to budge, stupid Sesshoumaru was just in it to do their parents bidding and she was trapped in this situation. He said she had to decide what she wanted to do by morning. Was he mocking her, because she really had no choice in this!

Suddenly a realization comes to Kagome’s mind. She can’t go against the decision made by her parents, but she could act like she agreed to go with Sesshoumaru. That way she could tell people she left on her own accord and she wouldn’t have to give her parents nor Sesshoumaru the satisfaction of knowing they dragged her out of her home! She may have to live with a beast, but she wasn’t going down without a fight! She’d do what they wanted her to do, she’d go live in the city, she’d go to university there, she’d work at the firm, but she'd do it all to spite them! 

“Watch out Sesshoumaru,” Kagome says to herself, smiling, full of conviction. She knew what she was going to do.

[notasiren21]

To those who want to kill themselves:

I’m not going to sugarcoat this at all. I’ll be gentle at times and then rather aggressive. And for good reason...

Because you deserve to fucking live.

I’m aware there’s blatant bullying, discreet and subtle bullying that makes you question if you’re just being sensitive and taking things too seriously (most of the time you’re not, trust me), neglect, familial issues, and then situational instances that pound into your heart and head consistently.

Believe it or not, but the cliché term of “it does get better” is true, just as long as you yourself is willing to check its validity and try.

I thought of several ways like drowning myself in the bathtub and hoping my fingertips would slip on the rims so I couldn’t pull myself up when my body got weak/ holding a knife to my chest while crying/ contemplating on just taking those three steps into the road when I was supposed to get the mail/ jumping off my balcony/ finishing off my oxycodone pills from a wisdom teeth surgery/ etc.

Maybe I’m a coward or was weak, but I could never follow through with it. Just left with that same bottle lying in a medicine basket somewhere or had a brief puncture mark on my chest that just broke the skin with the tip, whatever.

Crying myself to sleep almost every night because it was too much.

Honestly, I think being a coward and weak was the best thing to happen to me.

I lost a boyfriend from how much my anxiety and suicidal thoughts consumed me and had to tell my parents why I was dumped which led to me seeing their faces when I fessed up and said “I’m not happy, I’m not okay”.

It’s funny because I’ve had a cry for help several times through stuff I’ve written and published on fanfic sites, stuff I’ve given to my teacher to read senior year, literally telling my AP Lit class two years ago I was depressed and thought suicidal shit (only 8 of us in that class and teacher) and being told “it’s just like that sometimes, gotta shake it off”, “don’t let people’s words get to you”, “yea, same” and having a teacher pretend like she heard nothing.

That one time I was brave, and I was waved off.

I know there are times where you finally find your voice for that one split second and then you’re ignored, and you feel yourself rescinding back to mute and distant.

I know you’re plastering a smile on constantly to fool others because you’re afraid what will happen when they find out.

It sucks, doesn’t it?

When you hear so many voices in your head playing that record on repeat of the things you most want to forget. Having those nightmares occur where someone takes the final step to push you to your edge. Seeing the annoyed rolling of eyes or blatant show of disinterest of you.

Nine years of schooling, because after 3rd grade, I was just one of those girls who females decided to hate for breathing or asking a question. So nine years I was trying not to victimize myself in my head and justifying why everyone acted the way they did to me.

Teenage girls and teachers alike made my life hell. The girls never gave me the chance and teachers treated me like I was some lost cause that couldn’t even make it to merit roll and like my work was shit.

“Oh, you sure you can make it into the media production film? I don’t think you’ll be able to make shows like you planned. Maybe try for something else.”

“Your writing is, it’s okay. Try harder next time.”

I struggled with grades in high school and wondered if I’d even graduate.

I made the president’s list my first year of college. Got straight A’s. My English professors loved to leave excited feedback on my essays and were amazed how quickly I could conjure one up and fix my own mistakes before peer review.

My professors talked about me to one another and when I met the new ones, they already knew of me.

My history professor begged me to write a poem for a book he’s writing and publishing near 2021.

My creative writing professor attacked me with an email of compliments over a chapter book of poems I wrote where i took them in the order written so it was me at my worst, to me fooling myself, to me losing and falling back, to me trying for help, to me being the best I’ve ever been. >I also made him cry in a class writing experiment with less than 300 words.

(Idk maybe the bitch is that sensitive but he was chill)

My point is: fucking block out what other people say or do to you. Tell someone you trust you need help and stop kidding yourself.

And please, for the love of god, if it is really that bad then do not make yourself so naive into believing a friend or partner can take the brunt of it all and fix you.

It may work for some time, but if you’re still suffering, they will too and neither of you will win in the end.

I took to therapy and it worked. And I dropped all the toxic shit out of my life and moved on.

I may not use social media besides Tumblr or Discord, but I’m more present in life than I was before and not comparing myself to others anymore.

I dropped friends that made me feel bad and bashed things I liked or would cause issues and I have a peace of mind (as much as one can have one during a pandemic and such).

Get the help. Find ways to receive help if you can’t financially afford it. Find that courage to tell someone you trust that listens to you that you are suffering and need that professional help and to be taken seriously.

I was the first to walk the graduation stage of my 2019 class, and I thought I’d be the first of us to die because I couldn’t move past everything I’ve endured from a large majority of them.

I would’ve missed how positively my life turned around.

I would’ve destroyed my parents, little sister, and brother for being so selfish.

I’m the middle child, the good kid with a career in mind and the mediator of the family. And I’m used to not being the favorite but appreciated one.

My dad confessed to me that I was his favorite and I never want to hear it again.

You never want to hear a man you see as the strongest person you know say that while trying not to cry and keep his voice normal, you don’t want to hear “You were always my favorite” said in such a thick voice it brings tears to your eyes.

Your life matters.

This isn’t Sims where you can move on to the next household member. This isn’t like throwing LEGO R2-D2 off a cliff with that iconic scream only or lose a few coins. This isn’t a fucking game.

And I am so sick of hearing people treat it like some quest you get once in your life:

“You’ll be okay.”

“Cheer up.”

“It’s just a phase.”

Etc.

It’s all fucking bullshit. We live in a world that sugarcoats the severity of someone’s life when it’s presented in front of us while on the precipice of shattering.

You deserve to live. Anyone who tells you otherwise is the one who loses the right to be considered human or a person, not you.

Do not let someone dictate your life’s outcome because they don’t agree with you or like you.

And please, for all that is good in this world, don’t fool yourself into thinking you’re alright when you don’t feel it.

Hang in for one extra day to gather the strength and tell someone you need help.

Everyone acts so ashamed of it but it was the best thing that happened to me after being such a weak coward and now, I’m genuinely happy. And it was a lot of work to get here.

Want to know where all my angst and suffering had gone to? Just ask the characters in the books and fanfic content I’ve written. I’m sure they don’t appreciate it, but those stories wouldn’t exist if I gave up then.

And believe it or not, people will fucking miss you like hell if you killed yourself. It’s just too hard to see it right now and I was blinded before too.

Not everyone has the same opinion of you. Not everyone matters in your life.

You’re living this life singlehandedly by yourself while surrounded by others experiencing the same thing. Don’t let that opportunity go to waste.

And if you need distractions, indulge yourself in the harmless guilty pleasures like I do.

It can get better if you just open yourself to it.

It can get better if you get help.

You really must be so tired, isn’t it time you stopped pretending?

[chilling-seavey]

hey, so this may be a hard to answer but i kinda didn't have anyone else to talk to about this:/. for a while, i have always been self conscious about my differences. i have been researching about autism lately and i've noticed that my "symptoms" are very similar to ones that i've researched. i just wanted to ask about how your story about it, if you're comfortable:) anyway yea i might just be overthinking it

Hey anon! Thanks for sharing! First off, take it from me first hand, there’s nothing you gotta be self conscious about! Easier said than done, I know, but our differences are what makes us unique and that’s not something to hide. 

I wasn’t diagnosed as autistic until I was 18. Autism in boys is often more prevalent so it’s easy for us girls to be overlooked and end up having to figure out ways to cope with symptoms etc themselves for sometimes our whole lives! I obviously don’t know if you’re a boy or a girl and even still, autism is such a wide spectrum that what I deal with may be completely different than what you are dealing with. In any sense, autism isn’t like another mental diagnosis and it is perfectly fair to self-diagnose without input of a professional if one wishes. Yet, at the same time, it can also tend to be like googling your illness symptoms and the website that pops up says ‘you have a mild headache? you’re dying’ when that isn’t necessarily true! Sometimes asking for some professional opinions on what you think might be symptom could be your best bet! But it’s personal preference too!

In my case? My whole life, I was more of the weird outsider girl. I often sat at recess alone with my stuffed animal (that I had since I was born and is still my comfort even know at nearly 21!) and my books and I wasn’t necessarily bullied but I was picked on a little in elementary school for being different. I wasn’t ‘cool’ and I was socially a ‘late-bloomer’ and never seemed to really keep up with the other kids. Honestly, I just thought I was shy.

Once I had to get a psychological test for university done at age 18, my therapist recommended that I do some advanced tests for ASD (autism-spectrum-disorder) and it was then that my results really opened my eyes that - holy crap everything made sense now. In particular, one of the tests I had to do was facial recognition where she showed me an image of a person making a facial expression and I had to tell her what emotion they were feeling. Another was listening to someone say a line and I had to repeat the tone of voice used to mimic their emotion. I scored so low on these tests. I never realized that this was something I struggled with and I soon learn its because of something called ‘masking’. 

Masking is super prominent in girls with autism because our symptoms may not be as strong or ‘typical’ as those in boys. It essentially is our mind’s way of reading our environment and forcing ourselves to play a part to ‘fit in’ whether it be through mimicking social cues or other things. It’s exhausting and most times you don’t even realize you’re doing it! 

One thing that I can joke about now that I am more comfortable with the familiarity of my diagnosis is what I call my ‘sensory sensitives’. (If you read my writing on here, Penelope in ABM has a few of these!). This is often common in autistic people where certain textures or sounds or other triggers can make you ‘freak out’ (for lack of a better word). I remember when I was little, if my bedsheets weren’t pulled perfectly tight and flat, I would have a bit of a meltdown until mum stripped my bed and remade it. Even now, more often than not, I have to strip my bed and remake it before getting back in if my sheets are too wrinkly. 

I could go on for ages talking about my own experiences and if you want to hear more I can share but the main idea to take from this are as follows:

1. Everyone is different. Everyone as in humans and everyone as in all autistics. So what I have expressed about my own experience here may be different from what you have been experiencing but that doesn’t mean one of us is more valid than the other or has a more ‘serious case’ than the other

2. Don’t go searching for something for the sake of searching. This has obviously been on your mind and it’s good that you can recognize this in yourself! If you are worried about a) what this means b) if it medically factual for yourself c) anything else, bring it up to a family member you trust or a councilor or doctor! Not everyone in your social circle is going to be accepting, especially if you are “high functioning” (I use that term loosely) because us in that category “don’t look autistic”. Just remember there’s no mould you need to fit in to be x y z and having a certain diagnosis or not doesn’t mean you are or aren’t any less of your own great self!

3. It’s not something to be scared about. It’s who you are! Autism is something you’re born with and, yes, it can be tiring for others and especially yourself, but it’s just a piece of your personality and you just have to find a way to work with it! Like if you have an allergy for instance, it’s annoying and can get in the way, but it’s just something you have and you need to take certain care through it! So don’t be too hard on yourself. It can be a weird time through possible acceptance and diagnosis (whether self or medical) and crying out your frustrations is certainly valid (I have plenty of times myself) but you aren’t broken and you aren’t scary and you have no reason to be self conscious over any differences you may have. Being social is freaking tiring to try and keep up with neurotypicals so just know your limits and be kind to yourself

I hope this helped if at all...I didn’t mean to write a whole ass novel in reply lol oops. But if you have any more questions or anything you can always shoot me a dm or another ask 🥰 I’m here for ya and I wish you luck in however you chose to progress with this!! 

[robinrunsfiction]

can you do a dallon weeks x fem!reader with the fake dating trope???? i love you so much!!!

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Pairing: Dallon Weeks x Female Reader Rating: General Requested By: Anon Word Count: ~3,700 Author’s Note: I don’t know why, but I really like writing Dallon when he’s up to some shenanigans (check out Do It All The Time for more!). Also the song recommendation for this one is Bruised by Jack’s Mannequin. Enjoy!

Your friend Dallon had called you up and asked you to meet him to discuss something very important. You arrived at the cafe and ordered a coffee while you waited for him to arrive, pondering what was so urgent and important. Not much later he walked in and you could definitely tell something up.

“Hey Dallon, how’s it going?” You greeted him warmly.

"(YN), I need your help,” he blurted out as soon as he sat down.

"With what?" You eyed him suspiciously. You had never seen him this worked up before.

"Remember me telling you about my cousin Eric?"

"The tech start up guy? The one who has always been a dick to you?"

"That's the one. He's getting married in Hawaii soon and at my family’s Christmas party he was giving me a hard time saying I wouldn't need a plus one and I lied and said I did, that I had a girlfriend and we were serious and-"

"Now you need me to be your fake girlfriend," you smirked.

"Exactly."

"Why even go to the wedding if you don't like him?"

"That's just not how it works in my family," he sighed, running his hands through his hair. 

You thought for a moment before speaking up. "I have an idea."

Dallon looked up. "Why do you have that devious look on your face?"

"What's the fiancee like? Bridezilla?" Dallon nodded. "Not surprised. My idea is that not only do we go, but we go big. My presence alone will probably irritate them because I'll be pulling attention away from them just because I'm someone new, but on top of that we're gonna be the most disgustingly in love couple on earth." 

Dallon's eyes went wide and he nodded. "Yea, annoying them just by existing."

"Exactly! Oh we can really have fun with this. How long do we have to plan?"

"It's next month."

"Ok, let's start now with some Instagram posts so it feels more legit," you replied, pulling out your phone.

"How are you so good at this?" Dallon laughed, clearly relieved.

You shrugged. "I dunno, I just don't like bullies, especially when they mess with my friends and I like coming up with good stories. Now slide over here so we can take a photo and get these hijinks started."

Dallon pulled his chair around to your side of the table and took your phone. He wrapped his other arm around your shoulder as you settled in close to him, looking up at him adoringly through your lashes as he took a couple photos.

"Perfect, I'll post these and you can repost them however you think they'll get the most attention."

"What if our friends ask what's going on?"

"Tell them what’s going on, or lie, whatever," you shrugged, not looking up from your phone. "Ok they're posted and I turned off commenting so no one can say anything publically." You looked up and saw Dallon was staring at you in awe. "What?"

"You're just so clever," he said shaking his head.

"Aww, see you already know your lines!"

~

After a month of instagram posts, that led to a lot of chatter both from his fans and family, you and Dallon were boarding your flight to Hawaii. You'd gone over the backstory of how you met and fell in love, but most importantly you had gotten comfortable being in each other's space more than usual. You were hanging out more often than you had been before, and when you were together you sat closer together than normal, or he’d find reasons to touch your back or arm. You found comfort in having Dallon's arm wrapped around you for the posed for the photos you were posting online, or when you subtly settled in against his side. 

"Ready darling?" He asked as the shuttle from the airport rolled up in front of the resort where everything would be taking place. You loved how easily the term of endearment seemed to roll off his tongue. 

"Let's knock 'em dead," you replied and took his hand as you strolled into the lobby.

After checking in, you made your way up to the room. You shouldn't have been surprised that there was just the king size bed, but when it was staring you in the face, it made your stomach flip.

"I can sleep on the couch," Dallon offered, seeming to read your mind.

"No, it's fine, the bed is huge, there's plenty of room for both of us. We can build a pillow wall if that would make you feel better," you laughed and Dallon shook his head.

"I just don't want you to be uncomfortable."

"I'm fine, trust me,” you replied, trying to sound casual as you walked further into the room. “Look at this!” You said holding up a binder that was on the desk. “She made itineraries for every day and marked who is expected at each event! This is excessive."  

Dallon just hummed in response as he paced around the room.

"Luckily it looks like everything is optional for us except for the ceremony and reception so we can do whatever we want the rest of our time. Personally I’d like to spend hours next to the pool."

"Yea, sure" Dallon agreed distractedly.

"What's on your mind Dallon?" You asked, snapping him to attention. 

"I was thinking maybe we should kiss, so it doesn't seem awkward if we have to in front of anyone?"

You almost choked on air. "Oh, yea sure, why didn't I think of that?" You laughed nervously. Except you had thought of kissing him, over and over, but you couldn't think of a reasonable reason why you would need to kiss him until he suggested it.

You sat down at the foot of the bed and Dallon sat down next to you, his knees bumping against yours. You turned to look up at him, and you wondered if he could tell you were nervous as hell. His eyes flicked from yours, down to your lips, then back to meeting your eyes. You held your breath as he reached up and ran his fingertips over your cheek. You didn't mean to lean into the touch, but it happened involuntarily. Then he was leaning in and you met him halfway. 

His lips were soft and you were amazed at how good of a kisser he really was. Not that you had any reason to think he wouldn't be, but it was still noteworthy. His hand traveled from your cheek, down to the side of your neck, then into your hair as you found yourself clutching to the sleeve of his shirt, like if you let go the whole moment would evaporate.

"Wow," you murmured once you finally came up for air. 

Dallon cleared his throat self consciously. "Yea, I think we got it."

You nodded. You wanted to argue and say that you wanted to practice some more, but you didn't want to be that obvious. "Yea, no, that was great." Dallon's eyebrows shot up. "I mean, you know what I mean," you laughed awkwardly. "So how about checking out the pool?"

~

The next morning you woke up before Dallon. You had each stayed to your sides, but you noticed the way his arm was reaching toward your side of the bed. You chalked it up to just being how he sleeps, although it seemed a little out of the ordinary.

Eventually Dallon woke up and after getting ready for the day, you both went down to the hotel brunch buffet.

“How is every single person I share DNA with in this room?” Dallon groaned as you walked in, and you stifled a giggle. 

After getting your food, you found two open seats at a table with his parents and a couple of his aunts, but it also was right next to his cousin Eric and fiancee Sophia. He introduced you to the family members and you readied yourself for the line of questioning that would surely be coming your way.

"So how did you two meet?" One of Dallon's aunts asked as soon as there was a lull in conversation.

Dallon sat up straighter in his chair next to yours. "We've been friends for a long time, but one day it dawned on me how selfless and clever and beautiful (YN) is. I had to risk everything to be with her, and somehow I must be the luckiest guy in the world because she agreed to go out with me and we’ve been together ever since.”

Dallon's family aww'ed at the story, but you were stunned. You had agreed that the story was you were friends and you realized you like each other and the rest is history, simple and to the point, but this felt much more personal. Dallon glanced over at you with a smile and you placed your hand on his cheek before leaning in and kissing him. After all, that was what you had practiced for, wasn't it?

"Looks like we'll be having another wedding before we know it," you heard someone say as you pulled back from the kiss. 

"But hey, let's remember who we're here for, right? Me and Sophia!" Eric said loudly from the next table. You and Dallon shared a knowing smile before you finally got to eating.

~

The next day was the day before the wedding. You had gotten up and were sitting on the balcony overlooking the ocean drinking your morning coffee when Dallon poked his head out.

"Hey, I'm gonna run out for a bit, ok?"

"Sure," you shrugged, content to just enjoy the beautiful weather. You were having such a lovely time with Dallon. The day before, you both went out for a little sightseeing, but most places were so crowded you both decided to head back to the resort and settle in at the pool. Sitting in lounge chairs next to each other, talking and people watching, was pretty similar to how you hung out usually, so you easily forgot your relationship was supposed to be something more than just friendship because you were having so much fun. But nothing would change the fact that you really did want to be Dallon’s girlfriend, so you were trying to soak up every moment of this experience.

"Hey (YN), you here?" You heard Dallon call from inside a while later.

"Right where you left me," you replied, getting up and stretching before wandering back into the room. You had to stop yourself from walking right up to him and kissing him like you would if he really was your boyfriend. “Where’d you go?”

"Gift shop. So I've got a surprise planned for tonight. You'll know it when it happens, just go along with it," Dallon smiled mischievously. 

"Can't wait!" You laughed.

You spent the rest of the day much the same way you spent the day before. You were convinced that despite the awkwardness with Dallon this was still the most relaxing and refreshing vacation you'd ever been on.

"What time is the rehearsal dinner?" Dallon after you got back up to the room.

"Started 10 minutes ago," you replied after glancing at the itinerary. 

"Perfect, wanna go for a walk on the beach?"

"Oh, sure, sounds nice," you agreed, although you were a little confused since you had just come in from being outside all afternoon.

As you walked along, your hand brushed against Dallon's a couple times before he took it in his. But you soon realized that the reason he did was because you were walking by the restaurant where the rehearsal dinner was taking place, with the bridal party at a table overlooking the beach. You glanced up at Dallon, who still had that mischievous look on his face.

When you were squarely in front of the restaurant, Dallon stopped. "Hang on."

"Why?" You asked looking up at him, and realized his expression had changed.

He came around to stand in front of you. "(YN), you're amazing in every single way, and I don't think you even know it. You're so fun and smart and honestly the most beautiful woman inside and out," and suddenly he was getting down on one knee, reaching in his pocket and pulling out a gold band with flowers engraved in it. The calm, logical voice in the back of your head was reminding you that this was the surprise he mentioned earlier, but your heart was still hammering. "(YN) I wasn't planning to do this here, but I love you so much. Will you marry me?"

Your head was spinning, why did this feel so real? Why couldn't it be real? Why would it never be real? You tried not to let those thoughts cloud your mind and remembered what you were supposed to be doing and nodded your head enthusiastically. "Yes! Yes I will!"

Dallon stood, slipping the ring on your finger before scooping you up in a big hug. When he placed you back on the soft sand he leaned in and kissed you more emotion than either of your previous kisses. Meanwhile the restaurant behind you had erupted in cheers and both of you were smiling into the kiss.

"This is going so much better than I thought," Dallon whispered excitedly when he pulled back.

"I know, this was genius," you grinned, before you leaned in and kissed him again. For effect, you reminded yourself.

~

Word of your “engagement” spread quickly just as you suspected it would. There were also a few strongly worded text messages forwarded from Eric about Dallon trying to upstage his big day and consequences if it were to happen again. You both decided to play it cool at the wedding, but you weren't going to turn away any attention. And attention is certainly what you got, from both sides wanting to hear all about Dallon's romantic sunset proposal on the beach.

The wedding ceremony was fine, nothing out of the ordinary, but Sophia wouldn’t say “for poorer” vows when the officiant said the line about “for richer or poorer”. Some people chuckled, but you couldn’t help but roll your eyes. That’s not what love was about. Love was about being with someone through thick and thin, good times and bad. About dropping everything to pretend to be their significant other to avoid embarrassment in front of their family. 

At the reception, you had gone to the bar to get another drink when suddenly you found yourself cornered by Sophia and all 15 pounds of crinoline and tulle of her princess dress.

“Hi (YN) right? Looks like we’re sorta gonna be related soon,” she gushed, but there was venom in her tone.

“Guess so,” you shrugged.

“Well since your little stunt is putting a bit of a damper on my week, I’m gonna need you to tell me and Eric when you set a date, because we were thinking it would be so cute if we can announce that we’re expecting at your rehearsal. Wouldn’t that be a fun little tradition?”

“Yes,” you agreed heartily. “You will be the very first call we make, it’s only fair!”

“Great, thanks sweetie,” she smiled before making her way to her next guest.

“Hope you don’t mind waiting,” you muttered under your breath before making your way back to the table where Dallon was waiting. When you told Dallon what you had agreed to he burst out laughing as well.

“You’re a genius, I love,” he paused. “I love it, so clever.”

After the dinner, there were plenty of toasts and speeches made but you weren't really paying attention to them. Dallon had put his arm around your shoulders and you had rested your head against his shoulder. He pressed a kiss to the top of your head and you couldn’t help but sigh contentedly.

He looked down at you. "How are you doing?"

"Good, but getting sleepy," you replied, stifling a yawn.

"Wanna blow off the rest of the party?"

"Do you think it would piss them off?"

Dallon shrugged. "50/50 shot at this point."

You stifled your laugh as Dallon told his parents that you were slipping out. He took your hand and you snuck off to the elevator. But when you got on the elevator, Dallon didn't drop your hand, in fact he pulled you to stand closer to him. When you got to the room, he still didn’t drop your hand until you were inside.

You slipped into the bathroom and got ready for bed. When you climbed in, Dallon was already under the covers, facing your side of the bed. "I just wanted to let you know that I've had a lot of fun here with you," he said.

"Me too. This whole trip has been kind of a dream." The words came out before you really realized the implications, but Dallon just nodded sleepily.

"Night (YN)," Dallon said softly.

"Night," you replied as you let your eyes slip shut.

~

The next morning when you opened your eyes, you were confused for a moment, but as the cloud of sleep cleared from your mind, you realized your pillow felt different because your head was resting on Dallon’s chest and his arm was around your waist. Somehow in the night you had found your way to him. 

Tears started to sting at your eyes as you wanted so badly to lean up and kiss him, to brush the hair out of his face, to hold on to him for hours, but the cruel reality of the situation spoiled everything. Instead you just tried to remember how this moment felt; the way his heartbeat felt, the way he breathed softly, and as he started to wake up, the way his arm wrapped more snuggly around you, pulling you that much closer. You glanced up and he gave you a sleepy smile, but you slipped out from under his arm with a mumbled apology and hurried to the bathroom to get ready to leave.

Not much more was said as you checked out of the resort, and boarded your flight home. You had become acutely aware that your time as Dallon’s girlfriend, no, his fiancee, was over. A song from the past came to mind and you pulled up “Bruised” by Jack’s Mannequin.

Hours pass, and she still counts the minutes That I am not there I swear I didn't mean for it to feel like this Like every inch of me is bruised Bruised And don't fly fast Oh, pilot can you help me? Can you make this last? This plane is all I got So keep it steady now Cause every inch you see is bruised, yeah

You didn’t want to look over at Dallon, you didn’t want to see what you assumed would be a contented look on his face, satisfied that while vacation was over, his point had been proven to his cousin, and no one was any wiser that the whole thing was a sham.

When the plane landed, you collected your bags, but sadly it was then the moment you’d been dreading. “Thanks for everything,” you smiled wearily.

“No, thank you. This was so much more than hoped for,” he replied. 

You felt like there was something being left unsaid as an awkward silence hung between you. You knew what secrets you held, but you doubted very much that he felt the same way. “I guess I’ll see you around,” you said as you shifted your bag on your shoulder and he nodded.

“Well, I mean, yea, see ya,” he nodded. You leaned in and gave him a hug and tight hug before you left without looking back.

~

It had been two weeks since you got home and you hadn’t heard from Dallon once. You’d texted him at one point, but he didn’t respond and his social media was quiet as well. You didn’t know your heart could hurt so bad from something that was never real to begin with.

You were spending another quiet Saturday alone, moping if you were being honest with yourself, when there was a knock on your door.

"Dallon, what are you doing here? I haven't heard from you in weeks,” you gasped when you opened the door.

"I know and I'm sorry. (YN), I should have told you the truth sooner, but I had to admit it to myself first."

"The truth? What are you talking about?"

"All those things I said about you, being smart and clever and funny and beautiful, I really truly meant them,” he paused. “And when I said I love you, I meant that too."

You could have been knocked over with a feather. "What are you saying right now Dallon?" The words fell out of your mouth inarticulately.

"When I asked you to be my date, there was never anyone else I wanted to ask, because I thought this would be my only shot to be with you, even if it was fake. But I can't live with the guilt of not telling you the truth any longer. I understand if you never wanna see me again." And with that he was turning to go.

Your head was spinning before you realized he was already halfway to his car. "No, wait!" You called after him, running down the steps after him. "Dallon, I," you paused, unable to find the words, instead pulling out the chain you had around your neck. On it hung the ring he gave you on the beach that evening. "I kept it, because even though it wasn’t real, it gives me hope that maybe someday it might be. Because I love you too."

Dallon looked from the floral band and back to your face. With a couple of strides he was wrapping his arms around you, holding you against him as you buried your face against his neck.

"I was so worried you'd hate me," Dallon murmured.

You shook your head as you pulled back and looked up at him. "I could never," you replied before kissing him more deeply than you ever had before. Your hands ran through his hair as he held you tight.

“This is gonna be kinda hard to explain to your family though,” you laughed when you finally pulled back.

“Let them think what they want. All I care about is you,” Dallon replied before leaning in to kiss you again.

[aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaoldretired]

some p!g-drv3 theories (spoilers obvi)

First of all I think people demonize the pg versions wayyy too much because its a good way to be le sexy in like fanfictions. And i get it, villains are hot or whatever. and also hs is a horny age to be. But even the edgiest and horniest of teens aren’t like. that sexual/monstrous. its kind of insane the portrayals people are placing

maybe this could also be like me being older bc when i was early hs i was like yea its fair to place these super mature portrayals on a 18-22 year old they are like adults but young and now im that age and im like woah there pardner. might be an age/maturity thing. 

also like its normal for people to relate to and portray characters their same age in a similar fashion, but when adults write more sexual content about the dg kids i get hella fucking sus

idk where i was going with that first comment i guess its like a preface and in the end i think its important when characters especially teenage characters are morally grey not because they’re mature and dark/brooding but because they are still young and learning. fuck im older than like most of them, but im still young and learning. its good to be in turmoil and confused, especially the drv3 cast. they are more confused than anything.

which i think is a reason why people would join dr because if you are completely loss and in turmoil, it is appealing to be given a purpose in life and amazing talents/abilities. despite the morals of danganronpa, it is a simple reality to be told who you are and what to do

OK ONTO HEADCANONS (not doing all bc i dont have thoughts about all)

first of all i understand changing stories but i think, deep down, you can’t change fundamental personalities/values. so while the backstories might be different i think, in the end, a baseline is always the same

SHUICHI being a Bad Boy is like canon obviously but i dont think he’s as manipulative as people make him out to be. i think he falls in the more the bully role that like. mae borowski or tf2′s scout filled before they grew up. rough background, bad anger issues, lots of emotional turmoil, and the only way he knows how to deal with shit is by committing crimes and beating the shit out of people. and, similar to those characters, drv3 represents an older, more emotionally sober yet equally confused version of himself. the urges are still there as foreshadowed in the dialogue. i think he struggles with guilt, mostly survivors, but there is still a lasting impact of guilt of what he did in his past, even if he can’t remember.

KOKICHI is a child. a piece of shit motherfucker child but a child. I really do think he’s like one of the youngest people in the cast. he reminds me a lot of when my brother doesn’t take his adhd medicine and takes jokes way too far and does mean and cruel things because he thinks its funny and that its just a fun joke, but is hurting people. he desperately wants approval, which is why his leader role is so interesting because in the dr narrative he has the approval he craves and so he is satisfied. still, he does try to impress characters like rantaro and values his opinions a lot, even developing a brotherly relationship in the time they knew each other. this being said, its established kokichi was bullied before, but i dont think he’s like. the wimp people make him out to be. i think he’s more of like the class clown who desperately uses humor to make people like him, and ends up resorting to be the butt of most of his jokes. you don’t just develop a good sense of humor out of a brainwash, and that’s not something you can program in. i think that was a remnant of before, and he’s so good at bullying people and coming up with roasts - i just think that in p!g the roasts were about him.

KAEDE is baby but her p!g personality seriously reminds me of any ~quirky/edgy~ girl in a teen coming of age story who tries to be edgy and cool and act like she doesn’t care but deep down, she really does. if she didn’t have an empathetic personality, she wouldn’t want to end the game. i also think she has that self-identifying QuIrKy personality because its like she lives in her own narrative, practically announcing this story is about her and she is the protagonist. i know i used to self narrate like that and distinguish how i was different when i was like. 15-16. she has a tumblr. 

I really like the theory where KAITO is a make-a-wish kid who was better when he was younger but relapses later in teens. he never used his wish before, so he decides to use it now to be on danganronpa and become the hero he always wanted to be. i also think he might have joined as a way to raise awareness about adolescent healthcare. definitely the type who puts on a “heroic” character to make everyone else feel better about the fact he is literally dying of a terminal illness, and keeps that act up till the end. 

i think KOREKIYO is still a serial killer. i think honestly a reason why he mightve auditioned for danganronpa is because he is a serial killer. maybe his sister found out and he felt so much shame that’s why he auditioned. he probably mentioned why in his interview because duh, tell them im a serial killer and then only reason im coming clean is my sister found out and im ashamed, that is like a guarantee to get on the show.  i LOVE the theory that his sister is still alive, however, and has to watch her brother go insane because they wrote her into the story as the villain. because technically, she brought on this guilt, and is the reason why he auditioned - as a way to cause despair, twist it around so she’s the one to blame for his insanity. also, because its pretty accepted DR members become celebrities, kork’s sister is totally bombarded with paparazzi and is demonized in the media. she might end up writing a tell-all memoir about kork’s actual childhood and personality. quiet kid, thoughtful, interested in anthropology, she never thought he’d hurt a fly. watching her brother go insane probably destroyed her. 

I also think, timeline wise, kork is probably one of the oldest members along with rantaro. tbh i think kork actually graduated hs and went on a gap year doing the whole “hitchhike around the world to discover myself thing” which is where he began killing people. he was getting ready to go to college when his sister found out about what he did. this is when he decided to go on danganronpa instead of university. this would help explain why he knows so much about other cultures/travel/been so many places with so many memories/killed/is knowledgable on a level most other students are not. this would place him at like, 20-21, where everyone else is like 15-18.

ok so there’s two p!g RANTARO, p!g before 53 and p!p!g before 52. i’d like to establish now i think rantaro is the oldest of the characters, seeing as though he was already pretty old to begin with in 52, it takes time between television seasons, and he was in another game. so im placing him like 21-23, similar to yasuhiro in d1 being so much older than everyone else. i do think, in all iterations, rantaro was pretty much raising his sisters, though i don’t think he had twelve like the story (i think that’s an exaggeration, his sisters mean a lot to him, lets make him have a TON and then lose them all and feel GUILTY) rantaro joined the first game, partially to get money for his family and hopefully establish them as celebrities and let them have a comfy lifestyle, even if he doesn’t live...and also to finally ahve some sort of experience without his siblings tagging along. if he’s been raising his sisters all his life, he’s never had like something that’s JUST his. that’s his adventure. 52 is his ULTIMATE adventure. ahaha. mostly for money, kind of dreading it, still a tiny bit excited

ok p!g rantaro between 52 and 53 probably came back broken. he did the signings and appearances, but mostly wanted to spend time with his family and make sure they were set up. i think he knew the whole like few months between seasons he had to go on another show, but he did’t tell his sisters. his family found out when they saw a billboard with his face plastered on it hyping up the return of a fan favorite. yikes!

ok i get it a lot of people hate HIMIKO but i think she’s not nearly as similar as other “useless” characters in other games. its like, pretty clear she’s depressed, and the only thing she’s holding onto with dear life is magic. lack of hygiene, lack of personal care, constantly tired, social interaction exhausts - she has depression, but she’s not an UWU depressed character. so people find her depressive traits (which are some of the most realistic portrayals of mental health in the series) SUPER annoygin. she joined dr because she was completely lost and needed some sort of direction in her life, even if she’ll die for it. the thing is, even with direction, her mental state didn’t change because she wasn’t getting legitimate help. it’s like that one SNL skit that’s like. same sad you from before but in a new place. i also think she knows the magic is not real, because how could she not. i think she’s so adamant that it IS real, less as a way to convince others, and more of a way to convince herself. it’s like really super cruel that team danganronpa took a girl who is desperate for meaning and gave her literally a meaningless, fake talent.

i also kin himiko and find her a comfort character because i feel seen by her, replacing her useless talent of magic with mine of like shitty film making and comedy. i am seen.

related i don’t think she’s nearly as ugly as everyone says she is, i think she’s probably just depressed and takes absolutely no care of her hygiene and sleep and looks like sick and greasy all the time. same queen.

honest to god i think RYOMA’s backstory, tennis and all, is like 100% real and he’s the only one who keeps all of his memories except for the fact this is a tv show. i think he rolled up, a hot fucking mess, and the danganronpa team were like damn. we cannot improve upon this. 

[qillermeme]

i am an atheist while my whole family is christian and i can't tell than that an come out as gay sometime in the near future because they'll somehow think that they are linked. i don't know what to do, do have any advice you could give me?

yea, ive been there. i grew up in a roman catholic family, went to catholic school for a couple years, even. the struggle is real, i feel for you. this is an extremely difficult discussion to have with ppl who believe their religion condemns lgbtq+ life styles. (im assuming your family believes the bible is against homosexuality) if that is the case, it makes the two conversations impossible to have individually. IF your family is more open to lgbtq+ people, then id suggest coming out at gay and giving them time to adjust and accept and then have the atheist conversation at a later time. but if, as i suspect, they will use religion against you when you come out, then of course its impossible to NOT have both conversations at once.. in which case, that makes it all the more difficult, emotional, and confusing for everyone involved. it might help to write out what you want to say and read it to them so you make sure you say all the things you want to say without getting side tracked, and leave room for questions afterwards. id probably start with something along the lines of “this isnt anybodies fault, this isnt something thats wrong or needs to be fixed. ive done a lot of soul searching and agonized with myself until i finally accepted and understood MY truths, and i hope you can respect me for who i am and know that i still love you all and hope you love me too” dont let their confusion or anger or any bullying (natural response for some who feel threatened, and for some reason gay ppl are threatening to some for no reason other than existing) derail you or your “speech”, say what you need to say, try to have calm, rational discussions with them afterwards, they might get emotional, or angry, try to remain calm and even. this will underline the fact that what youre doing isnt wrong. if you have a family member or close friend who can be of emotional support there with you, id recommend it. and again, try to practice what youre going to/want to say, have it written down if that helps and try try try to remain calm and above all PATIENCE! with your family, with the process and with yourself. best of luck to you, i hope it goes better than you expect.  xx

[teatitty]

Logan and His Weird Brood of Endless Children (A Comprehensive List)

I promised to do it so here it is at last! Logan has had many children over the years (24 at least!) and all in different continuities. For the sake of this list, I’m only including the children that are canonically his own and not the people he only acted as a father/mentor for (so no Jubilee, Rogue, Kitty or Armor). 

Honorary mention goes to Laura’s clones (especially Gabby) because they are technically Logan’s children but were cloned from Laura specifically instead (you’d think they’d be Laura’s kids but they canonically viewed her as their sister. The only one still alive is Gabby Kinney).

So! I’m doing this list in alphabetical order and I am going to include which Continuity they appear in. This is just a brief run-down of their origins and not the full history otherwise we’d be here for years.

1: Amiko Kobayashi (Earth 616)

Amiko’s mother (unnamed) was killed during a giant dragons rampage through Tokyo. Logan promised her dying mother that he would take care of Amiko. He also held her mother through her dying moments. Because he was a full-time X-Man Logan was unable to look after her personally, so he fostered her with his wife Mariko Yashida instead. Amiko lived with Mariko for a few years, seeing Logan on rare occasions, and enjoyed the plush life-style that Clan Yashida gave her. 

She also met Kitty Pryde and went for ice-cream with her, Logan and Mariko. When Mariko was assassinated, no legal plan existed for Amiko’s care (why Marvel couldn’t have her move to the X-Mansion idk) and she ended up in the foster system. Logan thought that was fine, even sending money to help care for her, but discovered that her foster parents had been stealing the money. 

Taking her away from the situation, he gave guardianship over to Yukio. Honestly Amiko got kidnapped a lot to be used against him but at least she’s still alive! She has limited martial arts and, due to her lineage, it is possible that she could develop mystical abilities though nothing has been confirmed for her.

2: Avery Connor (Earth 616)

After Logan’s skeleton was bonded to adamantium, one Dr David Connor took some of Logan’s genetic material and implanted it into the child his wife, Veronica Connor, was pregnant with (okay. Creepy.) The result of this was Avery Connor, specifically “designed” so that her powers would manifest when she hit maturity (yikes) with the hope that she would be stronger then Wolverine. By age 14 she was able to recover from a gunshot wound to the chest in about a minute. She only appeared in the 3 issue novel “Elektra and Wolverine: The Redeemer” which you can find on Comicpunch.net if you want to know her full story.

3: Brian and Mari Logan (Earth 1298)

These two are put together because they’re twins! They appear in the very last arc of Mutant X (#28 onwards). During this time, Logan is believed to be dead but is, in fact, alive and currently only has fragmented memories (basic Logan stuff really.) Instinct drives him to the house he shared with his wife, Mariko Yashida (the twins’ mom). While there, he runs into Mari who asks him if he’s her dad, because “mommy said that daddy went to heaven but Brian says he’s going to come back to us someday.”

Creed kidnaps the family, Logan tracks them down and has a heartfelt proper reunion with them, even hugging Brian. Pretty much the only thing Logan cares about during this last arc is getting his family to safety which is, you know, fair enough tbh.

4: Cameron Pryde (Earth 25158)

Cameron is the son of Kitty Pryde and Piotr Rasputin. He was born shortly before the mutant control act, which led to all surviving mutants being locked up in camps (oof.) When Kitty was taken away by sentinels, Logan took Cameron to safety and raised him as his own son, training Cameron to be a hunter in the wilds of the Sentinel Territories. Cameron was 17 when he met Kitty and his younger sister, Christina, whom ended up killing him.

5: Daken Akihiro (Earth 616)

Daken is probably the most famous of all Logan’s children, right next to Laura. Putting a trigger warning here for bullying and one suicide.

Daken is the son of Logan and Itsu. In 1946, during the last moments of her pregnancy, Itsu was murdered by Winter Soldier (yea) in an attempt to lure out Logan and return him to Madripoor. Romulus cut Daken from her womb, which Daken survived due to his healing factor. Daken was left on the doorstep of Akihira and Natsumi, who took his arrival as an answer to their prayers and raised him as their own. He was given the name “Akihiro” but the servants and other families secretly called him “Daken” (bastard dog), a slur about his mixed heritage.

This harsh treatment caused him to develop a cold persona to everyone but Akihira. One night, Natsumi confessed to Akihira that she was pregnant and didn’t actually love Akihiro. Daken overheard this, and within a year of Junichiro’s birth (sometime in 1957 so Daken was 10-11), he confronted Natsumi and said he’d killed her son (this was true). Akihira disowned him, Daken said his real name wasn’t “Akihiro” and then Natsumi tried to run him through with a bayonet on the end of a rifle. This triggered Daken’s mutant powers, and he ended up accidentally slashing her down. Akihira committed suicide.

Romulus appeared and told Daken that he was what Daken would someday become. Romulus sent him to a training camp in Canada, the same one Logan had been trained in 40 years prior. Other stuff happens here but basically Romulus ends up telling Daken that Logan is his father and lies to his face, saying that Logan was the one who killed Itsu with Daken still inside her, which is why Daken hates Logan’s guts. In the following years, Romulus nurtured this hatred.

You can’t see it in the image above but Daken does have a third claw on the underside of each wrist.

6: Erista (Earth 616)

Literally Erista only appears once. His mom is Gahck of the Savage Lands Fire Tribe and the only time we see him is when Logan is leaving said Savage Lands.

7: Hudson Logan (Earth 982)

Hudson is Rina’s half-brother and was a member of the Revengers, who attacked the Avengers on more then one occasion. However, he switched sides to fight against Galactus and then asked to be an official Avenger. Though suspicious of his motives, they let him join as they needed help fighting Sylene, Loki’s daughter.

8: Hulk Jr/Bruce Banner Jr (Earth 807128)

Baby Banner was the newest addition to the Hulk Gang, and Bruce’s favourite among them. When Logan killed the entire gang (you’ll find out why in a little while), he felt it was poetic justice that Hulk Jr be the first member of his new team of heroes to help retake the country.

500 years into the future, Hulk Jr helped defeat Galactus, using him as a power source for a time machine. He and his team ended up on Earth 616 and the F4 convinced them all to go live on Nu-World instead. The last we see of him is on a rebuilt Galactus engine heading to a new world.

9: Jade and Scotty Logan (Earth 807128)

Jade and Scotty were born 50 years into the future, to Logan and Maureen. Logan owed the Hulk Gang rent money and went off to collect it. He returned 2 weeks early only to find that his family had been killed because the Hulk’s “got bored.”

10: James “Jimmy” Hudson Jr (Earth 1610)

James’ mom is Magda, who you will probably know as Magneto’s wife and the mother of Wanda and Pietro. Logan entrusted Jimmy to his war friend, James Hudson. His last name was changed from “Howlett” to “Hudson” to make the adoption official, and his mutant origins would be kept a secret until his highschool days. Jimmy grew up to be like Logan, with a taste for red-haired women (okay Marvel, sure), a reckless lifestyle and a feral personality. 

Unfortunately, Logan died before Jimmy could ever meet him. When Jimmy was drag-racing at 17 his car crashed and this is when he discovered he had a healing factor. His gf was disgusted by it and left him (ouch) and the next day he got a visit from Kitty Pryde. She told him he was Wolverine’s son, and gave him some of Logan’s old things, including his canadian dog tag (and a lock of Jean’s hair because god forbid Marvel let that go). 

A holographic message from Logan told Jimmy “you’re my son, dont ask about your mother, don’t focus on the past, be thankful the Hudsons raised you and learn to live with the choices you make” (paraphrasing of course). His last message to Jimmy was that he never regretted having a son. 

With Kitty’s encouragment, Jimmy found he had inherited Logan’s claws and formed a metallic coating over them. He would then seek out Jean, who helped him recruit other mutants.

He ended up bonded to a Symbiote eventually and now he goes by the alias Poison. Also he got rid of that dope beard and went with mutton-chops instead which, like, worst decision by far they hella look ugly on him.

11: Kendall Logan (Earth 9811)

Kendall’s mom is Ororo! She also has an unnamed baby brother! Kendall can manipulate the weather like Ororo and possesses a healing factor like Logan. She also has her father’s temper but her mother’s good attitude. She’s highly trained as a fighter and is as stealthy as an assassin. She was born in a universe where the Secret Wars never left Battleworld.

Due to various circumstances, Kendall and a bunch of other mutant kids ended up on an alternate earth where Sentinels ruled America. The kids then decided to stay here and wipe out the Sentinels.

12: Kirika Yashida (Earth 295)

In this reality, Logan and Mariko had a romance before the ascension of apocalypse. This romance led to the birth of Kirika. Logan was unaware of her birth and, after Japan’s destruction, joined the X-Men. Mariko joined the Human High Council and Kirika ended up the property of Sinister though how this happened is never stated. Magneto found her in a containment marked “X-23″ and was surprised when she unsheated her claws. 

Kirika ended up being trained by Magneto and was tasked with bringing her father back to America with her. Important note, but on this earth Logan is still going by “Weapon X”. A bunch of other shit happens, and Kirika ends up being killed by Weapon X with 616 Logan mourning her death as he holds her charred remains, right before he went feral and attacked his 295 counterpart.

13: Kouen (Earth 13119)

A teenage clone of Logan, Kouen was created by an unknown organization, who ordered him to kill Logan, who they believed was the missing link they needed to create the “perfect race.” Instead of doing that, however, Kouen chose to help Logan rather than kill him.

14: Laura Kinney (Earth 616 and Evolution/Earth 11052)

The second most well-known of Logan’s children! Her comic origins are a bit more convoluted then her origins in Evolution so I’ll talk about both. Personally, I prefer her origins in Evolution but, ya know. Prefences and all. 

I’m going to talk about her comic/616 origins first because it’s. A lot to get through and condense.

When Facility (yes that’s what the organization is called) failed to find a subject capable of surviving the bonding process of adamantium to bones (because they wanted to recreate the Weapon X program that made Logan), mutant geneticist Sarah Kinney was brought in to create a clone.

After 22 failed attempts of cloning, because they couldn’t find a Y Chromosome in the only bit of damaged genetic coding they had of Logan’s, Sarah proposed they make a female clone instead. Initially rejected, Sarah went and did it anyway, using her own genetic material to complete Logan’s. Dr Sutter was impressed but Dr Zander Rice claimed insubordination and forced Sarah to be the surrogate.

Laura spends 7 years training in the facility while Sarah tries to ensure that Laura retain some semblance of humanity. Rice had her subjected to radiation poisoning to acclerate her mutant gene growth and bonded her claws to adamantium. 

Other shit happens, she ends up being harshly trained (and punished) by Kimura, then 3 years later she got her first mission, was punished for not returning with Rice, ended up ordered to kill Sutter and his family and then she managed to kill Rice. Unfortunately Rice exposed her to “trigger scent” which sent her into a rage that killed Sarah. In her dying words, Sarah names her “Laura.”

Other stuff happens but I’m skipping it so fast-forward and Laura tracks Logan down to the x-mansion where she beats him in a fight. She tells him who she is, he says he already knows cuz he got a letter from Sarah telling him the whole story (??? okay sure) but before they can have a proper talk Steve Rogers arrests her. 

She gets interrogated by Steve and Matt Murdoch. Matt claims she’s innocent given her backstory, but Steve wants her to atone for her murders. Ultimately, Steve frees her so she doesn’t get exploited by SHIELD as a weapon.

Laura joins the X-Men and immediately gets protective over Logan, even following him on missions.

Now for Evolution/11052 canon which is way fucking easier to get through! 

Logan learns through SHIELD that Dr Deborah Risman, working for HYDRA, managed to create a female clone of him after 22 failed attempts. Her only codename was X-23. (She doesn’t get the name Laura in the cartoon but that might be cuz it was cancelled before the last season.)

Denied a normal childhood, X23 was lonely (seriously you actually see her hugging teddy bears in Kitty’s room and getting jealous over how happy the X-Men teens are). She’d never had a companion, spending most of her time honing her skills under observation.

She breaks into the X-Mansion, defeating the other X-Men, and eventually confronts Logan. Logan refuses to fight back against her, spending his time trying to talk to her instead. X23 lashes out, screaming “everything I am is because of you!”

Logan eventually catches her wrists, telling her he’s the one person who understands what she went through, and admits he had no idea about what they did to her. When X23 breaks down in his arms, Logan hugs her back, saying he’s the closest thing she has to family.

When SHIELD shows up to take her in, Logan tells her to run for it. Laura hesitates, not wanting to leave him (you can tell by her face) but Logan repeats the order. She leaves and Logan tells Fury to leave her alone because she’s been through enough.

(Also fun note, the reason Laura is white in the comics and not brown is bc they wanted her to look “more like Logan” apparently).

15: Mongrels (Earth 616)

Led by Gunhawk (William Downing, one with the bandana), the Mongrels team consists of Fire Knives (redhead girl), Shadowstalker (purple girl), Cannon Foot (the big boy) and Saw Fist (green mask), all children of Logan’s from various different mothers. Put together by The Red Right Hand, these mercs all have a hatred for Logan though it’s never explained why, and wanted to cause him as much pain as possible. During their final fight with him, Logan manages to kill them all but is devastated to learn they were, in fact, his children. 

He ends up burying them with their respective mothers.

16: Raze Darkholme (Earth 13729)

Raze’s mom is Mystique, whom he killed and replaced some time in the future. His claws are really short and he uses shapeshifting to make them longer (lol). His shape-shifting is supposedly stronger then Mystique’s. The first time we see him, he’s impersonating Kitty Pryde in order to get close to Logan and strike him down. 

Raze has an older half-brother, whose father is Xavier (yes really). Raze wants to kill the entire human population, and bring all persecuted mutants from the multiverse into one place to create a mutant paradise. This plan is ultimately stopped by an alt earth’s Phoenix.

17: Reine du Rien (Earth 616)

Reine (pronounced “ren”) is a french sorceress and I think she’s also half-romani. She has Logan’s healing factor and claws, which glow a faint blue, and her clans magic. Her mother, Sylvie, had a one-night stand with Logan in the 60′s specifically to create Reine so that their clan would have an immortal child capable of killing a demon called “Truth” so they wouldn’t have to rely on Logan anymore.

As per usual, Logan didn’t know about her. In 1989 Logan tracked down her hometown but was told to fuck off by her aunt because he wasn’t needed anymore. Unfortunately, he caught Reine’s scent and, not one to let things go, kept trying to talk to her whenever he happened to see her. In 2008, Reine finally confirmed she was his daughter and said her clan didn’t think she needed a name, but began calling her Reine which meant “nothing.” (Oof.)

After explaining that it wasn’t her he was trying to hunt, but Truth, Logan and Reine crossed their claws and promised to kill Truth together, thus setting them both free.

18: Rina Logan (Earth 982)

So! Rina’s mother is Elektra! She’s a skilled martial artist and gymnast. Her claws are made of psychic energy! She used to get bullied at school for being the child of an immigrant and unemployed biker, but then opinion changed when everyone saw Logan pick her up from school and learned that her mom was a wealthy martial arts master (lol get fucked). Rina is canonically a daddy’s girl, and a lot of heroes give her a wide berth because she’s considered as dangerous as Logan is. 

[pops-and-kids]

And finally, part 3 of the Christmas 2019 ficlets!! I wanted to do something fun for this year and honestly? This was the most fun I’ve had writing in months. I really hope you enjoyed reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them!

It was time. They had docked. Curiel took in a breath of freezing air and exhaled, watching it turn into a cloud. His creation was on the deck next to him, waiting to go after everyone had their hot coco and final snow fun. His hands were tucked under his arms, red and numb from patting down so much snow. The tenth division didn’t win the snowman competition again this year, (snow is different from mechanics) but to everyone's surprise the third had. Jozu was awfully smug about it, making him a prime target for the snowball war. Poor Ace was banned from playing as he would have melted his own divisions fort, but he got to help Pops decide the winner if it came down to the wire.

Speaking of which it was starting soon, Pops and Ace were the last members they were waiting for to come out and supervise. Thankfully Pops had allowed him and Blamenco to be on the same team, despite the round boy claiming they wouldn’t need the support. Curiel couldn’t tell if he was trying to be fair to the other teams or if he was just in denial that no one on his division would hit a target off the battlefield.

The thudding of heavy feet down the hall was like music to his ears and he smiled as Pops finally emerged on deck with Ace on his shoulder.

“Gurararara! Gets colder every year. I’m telling you.” The captain laughed as he sat down on his heated chair.

“I can’t feel it.” Ace said with a shiteating grin.

“And how lucky you are, son. Now, I take it everyone is re--”

“YES!!” Hundreds of voices yelled at once from both the deck and snowy field.

“GURARARA!!! Very well then! POSITIONS!!”

He gave the command and before he even realized Curiel had vaulted off the side of the railing, machine in hand and excited smile on his face. Landing in the snow puff right against the side of the ship he waded through the snow to his shared “barracks” with Blamenco. The huge pile of snow the men had gathered for him would be plenty of ammo for his little friend. The blue eyed man gave him a smile as a few of their brothers shoved last minute items into his side of safekeeping and dashing away to their divisions.

Curiel looked down at his creation, testing the handle to make sure the oil was keeping in from freezing. Wouldn’t be too good if he had to destroy it to make it stop.

“Are you sure it's ...safe?” His fellow commander asked.

“Yeah yeah! Even if it explodes there’s not too many pieces that could become shrapnel. We’re good!” He says with a thumbs up.

Blamenco only gave a nervous smile at the comment.

Once the field had been cleared of last minute holder uppers Whitebeard stood up, coming to the head of Moby, and took a large breath of air in. Everyone tensed, locking eye contact with other targets.

“THREE!!”

“TWO!!”

“ONE!!”

“....FIGHT!!”

At that very second, chaos broke out. A battle cry crashed over the island as snowballs flew, every division barracks was pelted. Curiel readied himself, held the handles tight, and flicked the on switch. The snowball machine roared to life! The cups spun and starting flinging snowballs faster than he had expected! It was like a gun, but with snow bullets!

“HELL YEAH BABYYYY!!!” He cheered. Everyone screamed.

He first blew apart Marco’s build, watching the men scatter in panic and confusion! The commander himself shot into the air, yelling something at him that he couldn’t hear over his new precious baby. He guessed it was curses based on his expression. The snowball machine went faster the longer it was going, eating through snow quickly but utterly decimating everyone’s defenses. He’d lost count of how many he’d hit, but now Marco, Atmos, and Thatch’s teams were all running around like scattered mice.

“Isn’t this a bit much?!” Blamenco yelled over the noise.

“No!! This is perfect!” He laughed in glee as he watched Haruta go down next.

He was clearing the field! He should have made this sooner! Curiel was about to voice his thoughts when something hard and cold hit the back of his head. He hadn’t realized it, but Izou, in all his fucking camo, had snuck up on him and his men. Curiel was out, and by extension so was his little friend.

“FUCK!!” He yelped as the snow slid down the back of his coat.

He jerked back, unintentionally pointing his gadget straight up into the air. Turning back to yell at Izou he lost his train of thought when he saw the man's expression. Izou was staring up at the sky in shock, backing away from the barracks.

“...What?”

Looking up his own eyes widened. Curiel only had time to duck as snowballs rained from above on him and everyone in their fort. Flicking the machine off quickly he  waited for the ‘paff’ noises to stop, looking up.

Everyone was staring at them, watching Curiel pop out from behind the snow fort.

“....So who wants me on their team next year?” Everyone laughed and booed him, tossing snowballs at him as he left the field, his arms wide open and accepting every hit.

“That was SO worth it.”

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“Ugh, I got snow in my pants!” Thatch complained, shaking from the cold.

The snowball fight was fun as always, and he wasn;t too surprised Curiel had finally attempted to automate his battle. No one would admit it, but they were surprised at how long it took him to finally make something. Still, it was cold and the cook did NOT appreciate it. He was still better off then Namur he 

He sat in the kitchen, waiting to warm up as everyone put out the cookies they had panicked over just hours before. It was rewarding to see them be snatched up immediately by his family, making up for the losses on the way. Thatch smiled, ignoring how his teeth chattered.

“I ‘ink ne’t yea’ we shou’ ha’ three or four people wa’ the ov’ns, hm?” Bob asked as he bobbed his commander on the back of the head playfully.

Thatch sighed and nodded. His brother was right, that was an accident they couldn;t repeat the next year. But for now seeing all their hard work go out onto the table and be devoured by happy folks was all he needed to help heal from the tragedy.

“...Yer still yellin’ a’ L’n righ’?”

“Oh yeah, for sure.”

Poor Leon wouldn’t know what peace was for a whole two weeks after that.

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Pops smiled and swayed side to side as Fossa, Kingdew and their men sang Bully in the Alley. It didn’t matter to anyone that it wasn’t a holiday song, his sons and daughters were having the time of their life stomping their feet along with the singers and cheering them on. Taking a drink of his spiced wine he mentally gave thanks to whatever higher being was listening for moments like this. The frigid wind outside may have been whistling, the snow may have been falling, but his heart was warm.

Curiel antics, the kitchen misadventures, Haruta becoming an impromptu tree temporarily, he commited all of it to memory. Singing softly and deeply in his chest he helped his children finish the last few verses strongly, chuckling at the wave of cheers and applause everyone gave for them. 

[astrozones]

Sanders Behavioral Health, Chapter 4: Mother Logan

three hours bouta be gone

discord for only the truest Lads. gender dont matter- Astro’s Zone

Three hours.

Fifteen minutes.

Another hour.

Another break.

And so on and so forth, until it was exactly 8:45 p.m. and Logan would get ready for bed, and when 9:00 came around he would ideally be sleeping, no electronic devices in sight.

It was the perfect schedule for a weekend of study. And Logan sure did need it, he was only a couple months ahead in the curriculum, which was a month less than where he should be right now.

But just as Logan sat down to start, his phone chimed. Logan was 100% prepared to ignore it, but the voice told him he had to pick it up. The metaphorical voice, of course. Now that he knew how to identify it, he knew it was either his OCD or anxiety, and oftentimes both.

Logan stared at the book in front of him, not moving in the slightest. He knew it was stupid, he didn’t have to check anything. But, he could still anxiety rushing through his body.

He picked up the phone and went through his texts, feeling relief almost instantaneously.

FamILY!

{ We should all hang out today!!! }

[ Wait whend the chat name change ]

| like last night roman where were you |

[ Sleeping??? ]

| sleep? who’s she never heard of her |

[ And going back to Patton i am free today ]

{ Yay!!!! }

| my parents are gonna force me to do homework if I don’t, so sure |

{ !!!! }

{ Logan? }

{ We can see you’re online!! }

( I’m afraid I am busy today. I’m studying. )

{ I thought you were ahead in the class?? }

( Yes, I am. But I am not where I want to be. )

{ Aw, Logan!! You should take time to not overwork yourself!!! }

( I do. And I was under the impression that you were busy this weekend. )

[ And i oop- ]

| i can’t believe roman’s a vsco girl |

[ sksksksk ]

| that wasn’t an invitation. |

{ I am for most of the day!! I was thinking we could have a sleepover!!!! ^-^ }

| wait so i do have to do my homework? |

| i’m willing to do it if it means i get to punch roman when he acts like a vsco girl again |

[ Id like to see you try ]

{ I would very much prefer there to be no punching, but it’s great to see you’re both in!!! }

{ And Logan? }

( ... )

( I suppose I can think about it. )

{ OMG YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! }

{ We have the whole famILY :3!!! }

| huh I thought roman would’ve had something to say about that. |

{ I do have some bad news though ;-; }

{ My parents are repainting our living room and don’t wanna risk anyone messing it up :( }

{ So I was wondering if either of you were willing to host? Not Logan because he’s still considering it }

| ugh i should’ve been more picky about it and I wouldn't have to go through this |

| well my room’s too messy and it’d take more than the day to clean |

{ Well, Roman??? }

{ Roman?????????? }

[ Wait what ]

[ Sorry one of my posters fell down and i had to fix it ]

[ Lemme read through the chat ]

| lmao |

[ … ]

[ asdkfldsaihateyouvirgildksfl i suppose i can do it ]

| hey i see that |

[ My parents are out for the weekend so yea ]

{ !!!! YAY!!!!!! I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE YOU ALL AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! }

-- --

Logan’s anxiety was yelling at him once more, telling him he needed to put the phone down. Ever compliant to the voice, he put it in a drawer under the desk. A little unnecessary, sure, but it made him feel better.

Logan shook his head, the voice driving into him once more. He was off-schedule! That’s 10 minutes of studying, wasted . He was certainly going to fail, all it would take was one set off his system and he’d get addicted to the freedom it promised.

He took out his pencil, and arranged the books around him to be exactly how he wanted. If it wasn’t, it would be unbalanced, and that certainly wouldn’t do.

Because everyone knows you can’t study unless you have a perfect workspace.

Right?

--

Logan was outside his house, door in front of his face. He huffed.

His parents had kicked him out for a couple hours, telling him he had to go outside for once instead of staying holed up in his study room.

They didn’t get it.

They didn’t get why it was wrong .

According to them, Ramona Steers, a staff from Sanders, had told them all the ins and outs of what they needed to help Logan get better, and that making him go outside was one of them.

Originally, they said he’d have to be out for 5 hours, but once he told them about the sleepover situation, they had agreed to take an hour off.

So, he was going to a sleepover, he had 4 hours outside, $100 to spend as he wished, and nowhere to go.

--

Logan walked into the popular local café, The Lolapad, known for it’s fantastic drinks, welcoming aesthetic, and it’s kind owner, Lola Adams.

Lilo was at the counter today, alongside her coworker… Patton?! Logan narrowed his eyes, Patton had never talked about a job, and Logan was a frequent visitor to The Lolapad. Logan knew he had to question him about it.

Well, once he got through this excruciatingly long line, anyway.

The only downside to The Lolapad was its popularity. With it being this early in the morning, it was full of daytime workers preparing for the long day ahead of them. Logan sighed.

He admired the decorations. The floor was a deep blue, to mimic water. The tables were designed like lilypads, and the chairs had a flower pattern. The walls were purple, with painted vines crawling up in some corners of the room.

The ceiling decor was the most impressive, though. Soft, blue lights and glass hung on wires from the ceiling, almost like bubbles flying towards the sky. There was no competition that would ever pass The Lolapad, at least not anywhere nearby.

He recognized a few students lounging in chairs, mostly consisting of the upbeat, extroverted club members.

And, if he was right, one Vanessa Cordill, with her boyfriend, Jace Lendell.

God, he despised Vanessa. She had been a huge bully in the past, only stopping after he stopped reacting to it. Logan hardly had anything to do in class, having learned all of this in his own time, and his teachers would yell at him the moment he picked up a book to study ahead of the curriculum. So, seeing what his classmates were doing was the only interesting option.

And oh, Logan saw .

He was never one for gossip, but he remembered so many things.

And most of it had to do with Vanessa.

Like that time she had snuck a gun into the bag of the boy beside her- Victor Jackson. Victor was taller, and larger, and had a mean-looking face. For anyone who got to know him, though, he was very sweet, and hated hurting people.

Victor was expelled the next day.

Logan had, of course, defended Victor. But Vanessa was convincing, lying her way through her nice girl act until the principal was convinced.

So, Logan did what he did best. He collected evidence. And, once he felt as though he had enough, he would report her.

But until then, he was forced to stand by and watch as Vanessa got to do whatever she wanted.

She was like a villain out of a bad movie, or a crappy fanfiction.

“Oh, Logan!” Patton’s voice dragged him out of his thoughts. Logan was at the front of the line, apparently. “I didn’t expect to see you here!”

“Neither did I,” he responded. “When did you start working here?”

“Oh, no, I don’t usually work here! Jessalyn asked me to replace her today, well, she asked last week- so I’m working here for a couple hours! Lola was okay with it, she’s really nice y’know? And-”

“Are you getting paid?” Logan asked. It would be rather selfish of Jessalyn to keep all of the money, at least in his opinion.

Patton shook his head. “Nuh-uh. But I’m okay with it though! I like helping people. Now, what can I get ya?”

--

Logan found himself on a swing at an empty park. He had finished his drink, and was now letting himself go back, and forth, back, and forth. He wasn’t the biggest fan of attempting to do anything… potentially dangerous, but he found softly letting himself go back and forth was a good way to collect his thoughts.

The birds chirped in the background as the sun shone above him. Everything was as it should be, but he couldn’t stay too long at the risk of getting a sunburn.

He heard a text come in, and he pulled out his phone.

FamILY!

{ If your son gets burnt by the sun, is it a sonburn? }

-- --

Logan smiled slightly as the replies came in from his friends, all exclamations of distaste as Patton sent a plethora of emojis, that mostly being-

Oh.

Wait.

His friends .

…

Hm.

Not that he was against that, of course, but the immediate reaction of calling them his friends was, well, a little unnerving. He had always been the quiet one, and had a few friends in the past, though they had all moved away to other towns or cities or whatever . He didn’t care.

And if his new friends did the same, he would be okay with that. Yes, he would definitely be okay with that. If they cared, they would contact him, and if they didn’t, he was okay with that. There was no use fighting it, after all that would only give him more time to study.

As it should be.

He put his phone away, no use replying, as he had already agreed to go to their sleepover.

He heard giggling from behind him. He was brought back to the real world, only to find that he had slowed to a stop. Logan turned his head around.

There stood a small being, maybe 6-7 years old, and definitely a child. He had a light brown mop of hair on his head, and donned a red-black-green coat and tiara. He stood to face… it.

“Hi! I’m Adrian!” the kid said, stuttering over the ‘r’. “What’s- did you just get done from a- a-

‘businesses’ meeting or somethin?”

Logan looked down at himself. He wasn’t even wearing a tie today… he had a simple black button-up shirt, and jeans. What about this screamed ‘professional’?

“No,” was all he said in response.

“Are you- are you gonna go to a businesses meeting?”

“No. I’m still in high school.” At this, the miniature human named Adrian grinned, and he could practically see the metaphorical sparkles.

“That’s so cool! I’m only in firs’ grade, but Mommy says I’m gonna be 7 in-” Adrian started counting on his fingers. “15 months!”

“What… do you mean 15 days?” he asked, it was either that or 15 weeks. Adrian nodded excitedly. What he was excited for, Logan couldn’t tell.

“YEAH! I’m gonna be so smart!” Adrian boasted, causing Logan to smile slightly. “Do you wanna come play wif me?”

“I- er-” he was cut off as the 6-year-old grabbed his hand and tugged him along towards a large willow tree.

“I’m gonna show you my friend- her name is Joy! She has two dads, isn’t that so cool! Some people make funs of her for it- but I find it cool! She’s really funny, there she is!” He pointed towards a girl, presumably 6 as well, in a princess costume, and very red hair.

“JOY! I FOUNDS US A FRIEND FOR OUR TEA PARTY!” hold on, tea party ?!

“It’s Princess Joy now,” the girl stated, surprisingly strict for someone so small. “Who is he?”

“Dis is Logan!” Adrian said, adding in a whispered, “he’s a buisnesses man”

“Hold on-” Logan tried. He suddenly found the purple princess in front of him, eyebrow raised. Was he about to get judged by a child?

“Hmm,” Joy said, looking him up and down before nodding. “He may stay.”

She turned around and strutted back to where she was sitting before. She dusted off her skirt before plopping down on the ground, gesturing for them to sit near her.

“We don’t have an actual table, so we gotta pretend.” Adrian whispered to him before skipping over and sitting near Joy. Logan reluctantly joined them.

“Princess Adrian, may you please pour the tea?” Joy instructed. Adrian nodded, miming the actions of pouring.

“Princess?”

“Yes, Peasant Logan,” Logan jerked his head back, this kid - “Princess is longer than prince so’s it’s better than a prince. Princess Adrian and me are both princesses.”

“Prince and princess are equal titles.” Logan said. Joy actually looked offended .

“Impossible.”

“Yeah!” Adrian chimed in, sitting himself down in his spot. “Everyone knows that.”

“But-”

“Princess Adrian! That’s rude, Logan’s a peasant so he didn’t know.” Joy said, taking a ‘sip’ of imaginary tea.

“Oh! Sorrys Logan.” Adrian’s voice lowered, and if Logan was right he was on the verge of tears?

“Er… It’s okay Adri- Princess Adrian.”

Adrian brightened. “YAAAY!” he cheered, getting up and bouncing around him. Logan didn’t know what to do-

“That is not princess behavior, Princess Adrian.” Joy said, turning up her nose. Adrian looked confused.

“It isn’t?”

“Princesses are more quiet. I’m 7, so I know better.”

“I’m 17,” Logan cut in. Joy turned to him.

“And? You’re still a peasant, Logan. I don’t makes the rules,” Joy put her cup of tea down. “I only knows them.”

Logan was about to respond, when-

“Woah, hey what’s going on here?” another voice said. Turning around, Logan saw Roman enter their little… area behind the leaves. He sighed.

Adrian gasped from beside him, nearly tripping over his feet in order to get to Roman. He peered up at him.

“Are yous a prince?” He asked, practically vibrating where he stood. Roman scoffed.

“Of course I am, I’m Prince Roman! I just lost my crown.” Roman announced. Adrian glanced at Joy, who nodded, causing Adrian to smile.

“I’m Princess Adrian! That’s,” he turned back around to point at Joy and Logan. “Princess Joy and Peasant Logan.” Roman, the bastard, hid his giggles behind his hand. Logan glared.

“Peasant Logan didn’t knows that princesses are higher than princes cause princess is longer. That’s true, right?” He asked, dragging Roman along to sit with them. Roman looked at Logan, smug.

“Of course! It’s common knowledge! For shame, Logan!” Roman exclaimed as he sat.

“For shame!” Adrian repeated. Logan groaned, shoving his face into his hands. This is not how he thought his day would go.

He felt a small hand pat his knee, and he looked up to see Joy looking at him with a sympathetic frown.

“It’s okay, Logan. Not all of us can be royalty.” She said, before returning to her princess persona and commanding, “Princess Adrian, would you may please pour Prince Roman some tea?”

Adrian nodded, standing up and dashing around the ‘table’ to give Roman his… ‘tea’.

“Thank you, Princess Adrian, I am forever in your debt.” Roman mock bowed from his sitting position. Adrian giggled before returning to Joy.

“Once we are done with our tea, we shall help you find your crown, Prince Roman.” Joy said before taking another sip.

“Of course. Thank you, Your Highness,” Roman faked taking a sip of his tea. “I must say, this tea is quite delicious! I commend your skills, Princess Joy.”

Joy preened at the praise, resituating the tiara on her head. “Thank you, Prince Roman. It is greatly appra- appre- appreciated.”

Minutes of his free time went by as they all mimed sipping tea and making small talk. Well, all except Logan. That quickly changed once Joy prompted him to start drinking, with Adrian and Roman piping up in agreement. Begrudgingly, Logan followed through.

Eventually, Joy stood up and announced that they had all finished their tea, and had to search for Roman’s crown. Logan argued that Roman’s crown didn’t exist. Joy said he was just a peasant and didn’t know what he was talking about. That shut Logan up pretty quick.

So, he was dragged around on the search for a crown he was certain didn’t exist. Joy separated them into teams, Roman and Joy on one, Logan and Adrian on the other. She said her reasoning was ‘one to search and one to protect’, with both her and Adrian on the search side.

Logan silently followed Adrian around as he set out to find it, looking in the places it couldn’t even be at times.

“Logan!” Adrian whispered, tugging on his sleeve. “Logan look! Issa bunny.”

And it was. A cream colored rabbit was frozen staring at them, ready to move at any sudden movement. Hm, that reminded him of Virgil… or was that rude?

He watched as Adrian slowly crept up on the rabbit. Logan looked around to find Joy and Roman. He saw Joy’s bright purple dress… in a tree? Roman was right next to her, carefully following to catch her if she fell while she was searching the tree.

He turned once more to Adrian, only to find him cuddling the bunny. Odd… if it were wild, it would have bolted the moment he came too close, so this one must be socialized. He walked towards Adrian and the rabbit.

Adrian smiled at him as he approached.

“I named him Jerry!” Adrian whispered, extending the rabbit towards Logan. “Wanna pet ‘im?”

Logan reached out to Jerry, only to jump back when it tried to bite him.

“Bad Jerry! Don’t bite people!” Adrian reprimanded the animal, as if it were a dog and not a clearly aggressive rabbit.

Well, at least when they brought it over to the other two it attempted to bite them, so at least it wasn’t exclusively Logan. It seemed to only like Adrian, to Adrian’s delight and Joy’s distaste. They were quickly corralled into a game of House by Joy, the quest for Roman’s crown forgotten.

Joy claimed herself as the father, saying, “I have two dads so I have to be the dad!”. Both Roman and Adrian nodded in agreement at her claim. She pointed to Logan.

“You shall be the mom!”

“ What- ”

“You act like a mom so you are a mom.” She cut him off, turning to Adrian and Roman for confirmation. They both agreed, Roman looking amused at Logan’s sneer.

“I’ll be the kid!” Adrian announced. Joy nodded and pointed to Roman.

“You can be the dog! Because you remind me of the golden dogs.” She said. Logan would’ve laughed if he hadn’t been put in a worse situation. Roman nodded, looking determined.

“Woof,” was all he said. Joy nodded once more.

“Perfect.”

—

So Logan found himself playing a game of House, something he hadn’t done in years . He interacted as little as they would let him, dear god if another student came and saw him like this, he wouldn’t survive.

He ended up there for far longer than he had wanted, a total of 6 hours since he was kicked out. Yet he was reluctant to leave, he knew it would break the kids hearts if he did.

He was finally freed from his metaphorical prison when a voice called,

“Adrian! Come on, we gotta drop off Joy at her dads’ house!” A woman called. Logan glanced at Adrian.

“Is that your mom?” he asked. Adrian nodded, turning to the two older men. He gave them both hugs, first Logan, then Roman. He even gave Roman his tiara, saying he was sorry they couldn’t find his crown, and he had more tiaras at home. He turned as Joy stood up and they both sprinted towards Adrian’s mom, well, only after Adrian had picked up Jerry.

Both of the remaining boys watched, amused, as Adrian seemed to argue with his mother before she gave up and let Jerry in the car. Before Adrian got in the car, though, he turned to the boys.

“Bye-bye Logan! Bye-bye Prince Roman!” he shouted, before disappearing into the car.

“So,” Roman started, and Logan mentally prepared to be poked fun at.

“See you at my house in a couple hours?” Logan blinked, once, twice, before he realized that he wasn’t being made fun of for playing with children for several hours. Well, he supposed that made sense, as Roman had done the same.

“Uh… sure.” Was all he said before making his way back home.

—

Logan was stressed, to say the least, when he got home. His parents were happy that he stayed out for longer than they had offered, but all Logan’s mind would acknowledge was that he went off schedule. He was going to be so behind, this is why you don’t go off schedule, Logan! You get looped into it, and you’ll never get out of it.

He dedicated the rest of his free time to studying.

As it should be.