#wow this got long... again blame it on me being a nerd XD

[thewitchoftherock]

Imma start sharing work stories from old jobs.

SO.

Once upon a time I started working at a beauty shop. Shop was great; very few complaints. The complaints I do have is all stuff that’s common to retail, so w/e.

Anyway.

for some background, I’m a MASSIVE NERD ( which you k now if you follow my blog) and managing a nice beauty shop wasn’t really where I or anyone else thought I’d be. Most of the people working there weren’t what you’d call my people, but I got along ok with most of them (Sorta. That’s other stories XD)

So one day i’m working the evening shift, and my coworker comes in. The coworker I was working with was very valley girl. She was nice, don’t get me wrong! Her biggest fault at the time was that she was young, and I don’t blame anyone for being young.

She comes in on this day, starts working, and says to me while we’re working. “Omg, Witchy, I’m *such a nerd*”

I chuckle, “Oh? How are you a nerd today?”

“I just saw the new Spider-Man movie with my boyfriend.”

This was in 2012. So, I think that being a nerd wasn’t quite “cool” yet, but it was getting there! So, her comment was only a little self disparaging. Like she was talking about a guilty pleasure. I chuckle again, “Don’t worry; if you’re a nerd, you’re in good company.”

“What do you mean?” She asks.

“Oh, well, I’m a massive nerd!”

“No you’re not!”

I hadn’t been here long at this point, and being “weird” (newly diagnosed adhd/autistic, but I wasn’t then.) I masked HARD at new places. I hadn’t really talked a lot about my personal interests at that point. So, I say, “Oh, no, I am. I play WoW. MTG. DnD. I’m a Dungeon Master, I love anime, I cosplay… I’d LARP if I had the time!”

“What’s Larp?”

“Fair question!” I say. I ain’t about to gatekeep. “It stands for Live Action Role Play. It’s basically when people play Dungeons and Dragons, but they do so outside, in costume, and hit each other with padded swords, and throw beanbags at one another and shout “Lightening bolt!”

“Oh, you’re *not* allowed to do that!” She says, laughing.

“I dunno man. I got the wizards cloak and staff from an old cosplay. I could!”

“What’s a staff?”

At this point, I’m a little confused. Even if you’re not in the know, I figured a staff was pretty common knowledge. So I look at her, confused, “You know. A staff. Like what wizards have.” Again, this was 2012. Lord of the Rings was pretty popular then, and was having a resurgence as well, and most people at least knew it from cultural osmosis. So, I went, “like the whole Gandalf, ‘YOU SHALL NOT PASS’” thing.

“Oh. Oh I don’t watch Harry Potter.”

There was a moment of prolonged silence. Again, I can get maybe not knowing Gandalf. But Harry Potter? I mean, Fuck JKR now, but back then she was still ok! We didn’t know she was problematic then, and Harry Potter was fucking MASSIVE. More than it is now. The final movie had only come out the year before, and the names were household names at this point. (I think they still are.) So. I just stared at her. What I didn’t realize was that we had a couple of customers just outside. It was only now I saw them. They were staring at her like she had three heads .

“What?” She says innocently.

Quietly, I almost whisper. “…. Gandalf is from Lord of the rings.”

The couple outside burst out laughing.

[handsomejackhoney]

goodtobejack replied to your post: goodtobejack replied to your post: ...

I literally never said it was for /being/ female, friend, lmao. moxxi is demonized for what she did to jack in blps. yet people will automatically forgive jack of all his wrongdoings just because he’s charming and funny. fiona is just “flat and boring” because she gets lost in the sea of other characters, namely rhys because everyone relates to the soft dorky boy and not the orphan raised in the slums))

Oh, well that’s the way I read it XDD whoops!

I think more ‘cause them being female... really has nothing to do with it. For example I’ve seen a lot more fan works of Maya rather than Salvador. These characters just happen to be female (probably because Jack’s male XD). The way I read it was kind of like if someone said; “The fandom demonizes redheads!” You assume they mean if they weren’t redheads they wouldn’t be demonized even if they were the same.

And don’t get me wrong, I’ve seen this kind of treatment with female characters in other fandoms, so I know it happens, I just haven’t seen that specifically in this one; usually it’s for other reasons (be them dumb ones or not).

Yeah, I think a lot of characters get this treatment with Jack because they made him a little TOO likable and charming (probably Damian Clarke’s fault XD), so people automatically go against anyone that goes against him... even though he’s an awful person. I personally love Jack being a piece of shit (if you couldn’t tell), but yeah I have seen people try to say he’s not that bad or something which- no! Let my evil piece of garbage be an evil piece of garbage!

(Putting the rest under a cut because it’s long, but I’m mostly focused on the mechanics of storytelling because I’m a nerd. Basically why I believe Fiona’s a poorly written character:) 

I don’t have a problem with people who like Fiona, I can see why (and again I love Fiona RPers most of the time), but speaking as far as what makes a good character... I’m sorry, she’s NOT written well. It’s not because she’s overshadowed by Rhys (though admittedly she is), it’s because she does not grow or change at all through the story, and barely emotes or loses anything. The ONLY times I was remotely invested in Fiona was when she thought she lost Sasha because she actually SHOWED EMOTION. Otherwise it’s just this “suave”, “never lose your cool” attitude no matter what happens (which I hate just as much in male characters)- even her so-called “embarrassing” moment with Vallory was... just her freezing up for a moment. Whoo-hoo.

I THINK they might have been trying to go with “only sane person” or the “straight man” with her character by not giving her a kooky personality, which could be very funny for this series, but even that they didn’t do well. She would have to really REACT to the insanity going on, but she doesn’t. The most we get is vague alarm, mild worry, a TINY bit of interest, or just a little smugness. She doesn’t seem to really be invested in her own story.

To quote the Nostalgia Critic: If the characters never express any emotion, why should the audience?

And really, a lot of that whole clip is my issue with Fiona (though not NEARLY as bad, and with slightly different context, but the general criticism.).

There are a lot of storytelling sins with the way her character is used:

Fiona’s character is a mess of TELLING rather than SHOWING- we’re TOLD that she has trust issues because of Felix, but we’re almost never SHOWN it (she’s the exact same pre-Felix as she is post-Felix). We’re TOLD that she gets greedy but SHOWN that it’s “never her fault” or that it never negatively effects her. We’re TOLD that she’s “only good at talking” yet every problem that needs to be solved through fighting she does near-flawlessly.

She does not grow as a character. From episode 1 to the very end, she is basically the same character, only likes Rhys more because he apologized and took the blame for HER mistakes. Otherwise, she has no real flaws so there’s no room for growth in the first place.

There’s no real struggle. Related to the above one, a character needs to struggle in order to grow. It doesn’t need to be physically- Vaughn struggles with his self-confidence, Sasha struggles with her blind hatred for Hyperion, Rhys struggles with... everything. But Fiona is rarely given a challenge, almost everything she does comes easily to her and she’s never had to take the consequences for her actions, or overcome some sort of negative trait, thereby preventing any growth or investment from the audience.

She’s not received realistically. Again related to the above point, other characters don’t react to Fiona in a way previously shown in the series. She’s given a free pass for almost everything and the people that ARE angry with her (usually for good reason) are portrayed as being just sore that she’s so badass or as overreacting. It’s not that she lies, bullies, and generally ruins several characters’ lives (that could make for a fun dynamic), it’s because she’s usually immediately forgiven for it or is shown as not being in the wrong when any other character is or would be. Rhys is called out (usually rightly) for ANYTHING he does that isn’t siding 100% with Fiona. Fiona is almost NEVER called out for some of the stuff she does or can do, and it makes the poor writing stand out when you have the two do the SAME thing back to back and Rhys is ridiculed while Fiona is praised.

Fiona is generally forced on the player. One of the reasons people didn’t like the Rhys/Sasha romance is because it was forced on the player. Generally speaking, if the writer tries to force something, be it a plot point, a relationship, or a character, rather than let it flow smoothly through the story, their audience will reject it. We can usually tell when we’re being fed something, and when someone suddenly breaks their established character to either praise Fiona or immediately forgive her rather than make her work for their approval, it jars us out of the story.

It doesn’t have anything to do with her being an orphaned street kid (the series is full of tragic shit like that so it doesn’t really effect much, it’s pretty par for the course in the setting), it’s the fact that looking purely from a storytelling point of view (’cause it’s telltale) she’s not a dynamic character. She could have been, but the writers dropped the ball there.

[x-exo]

*slides into your asks with a rose in my mouth* why hello, tis me!

Apologies for the long wait but your favorite long asks anon is here and OOF so much has happened. Let us break it down one by one lol

Monsta x our beans, welp we can officially say we are army wives for them because shownu is now at the military and just welp this feels weird lol. I lowkey forgot he was meant to enlist so when the news came out I went through so many emotions. Its why the latest comeback feels a bit bittersweet to me. It is their BEST for sure and for this year, I agree so to not see him perform right before he left is a bit sad. I don't blame him of course (if anyone does i am fish slapping you) but just a shame. I'm happy we do get content with him still? Seems pre-planned so that is nice!

Onto legends exo, fantastic comeback. I cannot stop listening to the album, its just bops full of bops to me. They broke so many records and I'm over here sipping my tea because fudge yes. It isn't a full member comeback, 2 of the members featured in the comeback are off playing call of duty and they still did THAT. While having lay properly in the comeback!? (Or at least some form, better than tempo era!) Kyungsoo my beloved, the man that can swoon you off your feet, his proper solo album. Omg I am just in love? The album feels like a Playlist that you hear while taking a walk or on a raodtrip? I love it, I just love everything about this with how much thought was given. It makes me feel warm and I'm so proud of him (I think he even got a first win) but sadly xiumin got the it shall not be named virus D: I feel so bad and I can only hope he gets better! It makes me worried because I keep seeing more and more idols getting sick and I can't help but wonder why don't the kpop entertainment just put a pause with stuff? Of course that is VERY unrealistic, I am aware that is naive for me to think but its just so idk how to word it properly (my English brain is not working I am sorry) I cannot help the feeling of while I get people are being safe and yes we need to still live like normal beings, is it worth risking idols health just for some entertainment? Idk how to explain my thoughts properly but maybe I hope I made sense!!

Onto svt! That is perfectly fine to not vibe with a comeback! I will admit, I didn't fully vibe with this comeback and it shocked me because every comeback was a hit to me. Even fear, left and right or homerun where I know many fans were split on, I liked but RTL was a grower. For me, listening to it without watching the mv, helped it alot and it is a song I like. Is it their best? No I don't think so but it is alright to say "hey I didn't bop to this, not my cup of tea" (imo I blame the mv? The mv REALLY didn't do the song justice at all, I am sorry if I sound like a fake fan but this mv Just is bad in all aspects. Sure we have some pretty shots but like it just doesn't fit at all?) So if anything listening to the song or wishing the live performances does it better. Seeing the choreography amps the song up more, cannot go wrong with their dancing. As for the rest of the songs, I admit game boy is my top favorite? Idk if it is because I am a gaming nerd and found all the production of the song so creative but yeah. We can wait for the next comeback! Svt always have something up their sleeves, plus we do have their music projects to look forward too (I wonder when we will get one? Seeing as RTL promotions stopped) some positive news with the boys is they resigned like a year before their contract ends and I'm a bit emotional :') I'm excited to see the boys future projects. We did have caratland recently! Did you watch it if I may ask? We did get in the soop confirmation so I'm excited to watch that, the boys deserve that nice break (even if it was filmed for a show fjsbsns)

Ok I think that is it for kpop updates? XD I do hope life has been treating you kindly! Life has been a bit all over the place sadly so I hope it wasn't like that for you as well! Until next time my bean!

hii!!!! omg sorry for the late reply i've been pretty busy these days 🙈

indeed so much has happened! and much more since you sent this ask omg!!

our shownu is at war *looks into the distance* *wipes away tear* *sighs* by now I got used to enlistment news (see what happens when you stan 2nd and 3rd gen groups) but STILL [[IT HURT]] when they uploaded the monchannel videos of his goodbye day like ????? what kind of twisted mind diuhdfuihdifuhs but the boys were all so cute and soft but they seemed so sad they didn't want to let go of their super leader :(( I hope he's learning lots and making new friends (and also we've got our international super spy yoo kihyun giving us small updates on him every now and then so everything's fine!). Yeah I totally get you it felt empty without him this comeback and at first it didn't really clicked with me but when the enlistment news came out i understood he had to take care of his health and thoroughly check on his eye sight in order to be 100% ready for the military so it made sense he had to be absent :( everything was so close (the comeback and enlistment) that I'm sure there was no other way for doing it I'm pretty sure he couldn't maybe postpone the enlistment day any further

onto exo! my ksoo my soft boi my romantic boi 🥺 his album is so him SO HIM i can't explain it bur it's just HIM you know it's the type of album you'd play on loop on a summer afternoon when you've taken your papers and paints outside in the garden to paint a bit with the warm soft breeze moving the trees lightly 🤧 and he signs in English and SPANISH (he did it for me) my multilingual king he's a native. Also I've been watching Honeymoon Tavern with Jongin these days and OMG i could d word for him really (if you haven's watched it go do it when you have time) he's SO SOFT and SO CUTE and he works as a waiter and a wedding planner and helps with the room preparations and is also a tour guide and he's just so cute so happy al the time the way he interacts with everyone is so 🥺🤧😭 onto more serious stuff now: yeah i was so worried about minseok catching covid omg but i'm glad he went through it with our any major complication and the rest of the boys are safe too! I guess the industry doesn't stop bc that would mean a huge loss of thousands and thousands of dollars/won/etc so as long as the gov doesn't prohibit going out or gathering like at the beginning of the pandemic, they'll keep on going with the idols' schedules otherwise the industry would just shut down having no way of earning money to sustain all the companies and idols.

as for seventeen! yeah i like the songs too! the mv sure ruined rtl and listening to it without watching it has really helped it grow on me more but still it feels kind of meh to me idk i really like anyone i think it's my favourite from the album. AND NOW WE'VE GOT A COMEBACK IN OCTOBER!!!! yayyyyy i can't wait they seem to be preparing very diligently (i hope they release a sexy bop) it's a shame junhao aren't gonna be present for this comeback but i'm soooooo happy they have the opportunity to visit their families again omg they have spent 2 whole years without seeing them in the flesh they must be so happy to get back to them again!!! it's so funny seeing them be bored at the quarantine hotel and doing lives every day duhdfiudhfiuh i hope it passes quickly and they can see their loved ones finally! and I did watch Caratland!! omg the unit switch song was the best thing ever hhu doing lilili yabbay and not being able to stop laughing idfuhdifuhs perf team doing chocolate and owning it????? hello??? performance team more like main vocal team wow! and the vocal team being a complete mess during check in lmaooo i loved it! In The Soop has finally started!!! I love these kind of "normal life" concepts I love seeing the boys being themselves cooking and relaxing I've watched the first and second eps as of today and also few clips from the third and omg mingyu and jeonghan drowning in the pond dfuhidfhidfs lmao they're so dumb i love them 🤣 i'm glad they could go away for a few days and spend time together away from their hectic schedules!

I hope you're well now and if not hang in there it'll all pass soon enough! 🥰💕 bye bye!!

p.s.: I got your request for the svt this or that gifset and i promise i’ll do it one day i just don’t feel like giffing these days dhbduusi i’m out of energy 

[unoutan]

Kacchan’s Christmas Gift Rating: Passable (A spicy Bkdk Christmas oneshot)

Originally on AO3: Unoutan. Also sorry no read more to make this post shorter since I think the ‘read more’ is still broken on this broken site, and links are hidden from searches so..... xD lol. 

Merry Belated Christmas and Happy 2019 to my SSanta @godzillahtries and all of you who decided to read this oneshot! I was your n/s/f/w/pinch hitter and I hoped you like it with your prompt mentioning them being goofs in the bedroom and wearing each other's merch! I hope like it! -Unoutan

Summary: It's Christmas Eve for the married couple, snowed in for the Holiday, and Katsuki won a bet. Loser - Izuku, Winner - Katsuki. For such a bet to happen, Katsuki's Christmas gift to Izuku had to be opened early, but the gift is a gift that they'll now both enjoy~

Story: All necessary preparations for getting snowed-in within the Bakugou Midoriya home for the whole day of Christmas Eve and Christmas Day have been completed. Their hard work as heroes together allowed this well-deserved holiday vacation to happen for both Izuku and Katsuki. Now, if only Izuku would get dressed in his pre-Christmas gift faster.

“Ready yet?”

“No!”

Ten minutes pass.

“You fucking ready, yet?”

“No cursing on Christmas, and no!”

Sprawled on the center of the king bed, facing the ceiling, Katsuki tried remaining patient, but it was wearing thin. The room’s warm temperature added to his annoyance, so he wrestled out of his shirt and tossed it away. Better it warm inside their home than cold as the depths of hell that is outside.

He mentally counted to twenty, fifteen times and if Izuku wasn’t going to come out of the bathroom in ten seconds, he may lose it. “Hey, Deku, you done? It’s gonna be New Year's Eve by the time you get out of there!!” It is Christmas Eve and the longer he has to sit here in anticipation for his show for tonight, he might just beat himself off alone on Christmas. And how sad would that be for him?

“Wait, Kacchan, I’m almost finished. If I have to do this, I want to look perfect,” came Izuku’s muffled reply through the bathroom door. “If I’m doing this on the spot, I-I will fight to do it right too! I can’t rush this part...”

“You can only blame yourself for making and losing the bet on who would win the cooking competition.”

“I was rooting for her, Kacchan!”

“Whatever!! Dress up faster!” Unable to resist, Katsuki got off the bed to eavesdrop inside the bathroom where Izuku remained dormant. The faint sound of music could be heard inside, so he knocked on the door once and stated his accusation, a dull, mocking tone to his voice. “You’re researching shit on your phone.”

The club music stopped and a lie eventually followed, “...No.”

“LIAR!” Katsuki stomped back to the bed and sat on the edge. He growled out, slamming his hand on his knee. “Get out here and move your body! It’s easy! When was the last time you even danced?”

“When Ashido-san taught me how to slow dance for our wedding, and THIS IS DIFFERENT FROM SLOW DANCING!” Fed up with the coy stalling of the inevitable, Katsuki balled up Izuku’s old-as-fuck infamous ‘T-Shirt’ shirt that was on the floor and threw it at the door. The trajectory hit the middle of the door with a satisfying thump, causing the nerd within to yelp. “WAIT, KACCHAN!”

“STICK TO THE BEAT IN YOUR HEAD AND MOVE YOUR ASS, MOVE YOUR HIPS, THEN WOW, YOU’RE DANCING!” It was an oversimplification, but hip moving isn’t hard - Izuku never had a problem hip moving when he bounced himself on his cock. He bounced his leg up and down at the tantalizing thought from last night.

“KACCHAN!” The whine was replied with a mocking whine.

“DEKU!!”

“I SAID WAIT, YOU JERK! Can’t keep it in your pants for like two seconds.” The last part was muttered but wasn’t said quietly enough, even with the door closed. They’ve been married for over two years and Izuku still hasn’t learned that whenever anger or sass appears, it only gets him hot. Hotter. Crazier.

Clenching the cloth of his sweats, Katsuki growled under his breath, “Dekuuuu…”

Then the bathroom door slammed open to reveal an angry, pouty Izuku standing at the door. He sat up to get a better look at his husband. The plain white, oversized hoodie and black sweatpants would be boring if he didn’t know that underneath was his Christmas gift. The bright black heels Izuku wore at his feet were the only hint to what was hidden. “Fucking FINALLY! You ready?”

Taking a half step forward when he closed the bathroom door behind him, Izuku gulped and then took a deep breath before standing poised. “I-I will be.”

On the edge of the bed, Katsuki sat and waited for a reaction. About a minute passed before Izuku moved. Wrapping his arms over his reddened face in embarrassment, a classic pose Katsuki knew well, Izuku walked towards him and stopped an arms-reach away.

“Deku.” No response. “You hear me Deku?”

Ready for a fight, hands clenched into fists and eyes focused on him, Izuku wordlessly nodded. Katsuki loved that before-battle look.

Phone in hand, Katsuki hit ‘play’ as eager as the smirk on his face. The songs beat echoed, bouncing off the walls of their bedroom. Thanking whoever beings above that he lived long enough to witness this, Katsuki licked his lips when green eyes turned sultry, fluttering closed when hips swayed to the pulsing rhythm. It takes countless amounts of courage and trust to striptease in front of anyone, but Pro-Hero Deku is determination personified, even in the bedroom: A fact Katsuki is proudly and exclusively privy to know.

Unconsciously, Katsuki opened his legs when Deku walked closer with a hand reaching for his hoodie zipper.

Agonizingly slow, Izuku unzipped the hoodie and rolled his shoulders to let it fall down to the bend of his elbows. The reveal of skin quenched Katsuki’s thirsty eyes when Izuku the hoodie drop to the ground, exposing one-half of his holiday gift: A lacy black and orange bralette with a semi-transparent, fur-lined chiffon drape that framed his abs. The two orange X’s the bralette mimicked his Pro-Hero costume perfectly and it’s more perfect now that its in use.

Izuku raised his hands in the air as he carefully spun around. He let his hips pop to the left and right to the slam of drums. He shimmied out of his bottoms with the drums pounding hard and kicked it away with the tip of his pointed stiletto heel at the cymbals smash. Katsuki gulped at the sight of Izuku turning around to face him, confidently showing the completed ensemble.

The limited edition, copyrighted holiday-themed Pro-Hero Ground Zero lingerie official merch fits Izuku perfectly. The bralette cupped each pec perfectly and damn, the black thigh-highs and garters combo messed with Katsuki’s mind. It felt like a dream and if it was, he didn’t want the dream to end. The lacy black boy boxers looked thin; he could see the faint outline of his husband’s cock, and those shaking hips held him in a trance.

Fingers twitched, a tiny explosion sparked, but Katsuki remained still on the bed, sitting and watching the entertainment.

The shiny cloth of the long, thin, elegant gloves that are designed like his own gloves and gauntlets hugged Izuku’s arms like a second skin. Lights dimmed around them, the fight blush to his Izuku’s face could be seen when he traced up his neck. He bit the tip of his glove, yanked it off before he tossed it at him.

Before it could hit his face, the glove was caught in Katsuki’s grasp. He raised an eyebrow, but any remark he was going to make died at his lips when he saw two fingers slip inside Izuku’s mouth. Those wet fingers then trailed down trimmed abs towards Izuku’s cock but stopped barely a centimeter or two inside his underwear. The breath Katsuki held released when his favorite nerd sunk to his knees, both hands running through his hair, gripping at it playfully - like he was hinting at some hair tugging play when they both play under the covers tonight.

Halfway through the song, Izuku crawled towards him on all fours like a cat stalking prey. “Like what you see, baby?”

He didn’t know when he began biting his lip, so he stopped. “The sight ain’t half bad, you slutty nerd.”

The playful expression, Izuku’s tongue flickering out to lick his lips, made the corner of Katsuki’s mouth and his dick twitch. Hands on either side of Katsuki’s thighs as leverage to stand, Izuku rolled his body up, leaning in close to rub his chest against the middle of his legs. He knows Izuku felt the hardened excitement press against him when he stood back on those heels.

Keeping his hands respectfully away from touching those hips, Katsuki teased back by leaning his face closer, nose almost brushing against the small, silky boxers. Looking passed those boxers, above thick, sculpted thighs; Katsuki knew that something else was also hard.

His sweatpants tightened when Izuku turned around, went back on all fours between his legs, and presented his pretty round ass when he bent over to the song’s finale. He leaned his face away from that ass, embarrassed when the temptress show ended. Tone excited for feedback, Izuku asked, “Seriously, Kacchan, did you like it?”

“Passable.” Katsuki paused to make sure he would speak without stuttering like a fool.

Mouth hanging open in fake insult, Izuku repeated, “P-Passable? Only passable?”

“And I didn’t have to twist your arm, so you’d strip for me, you damn nerd. Was it hard?”

It was hard controlling his hands when those hips came closer to his face.

“Umm,” A little out of breath, he looked over his shoulder at Katsuki and admitted, “It kind of was? Emotionally it was hard.”

Tone bored, Katsuki repeated, “Emotionally. Hard.”

Turning around to sit on the floor, Izuku leaned his head on his husband’s knee and chuckled, “I don’t think I could do that again unless you paid me.”

“So, like a real stripper.” He foresaw Izuku smacking his barefoot at that, but Katsuki didn’t care because he was right...and also itching to do more than sit consumed with lustful desires. Izuku is already on his knees, so he might as well make use of that. “Tell you what, I’ll pay you the next time I want a private dance, but since this is my Christmas gift to you and I let you open it early, why don’t you open something else?”

“And what may that be?” The words were the only thing that played dumb because Izuku’s tone was eager and his right hand rubbed his inner thigh.

Tracing his thumb over Izuku’s mouth, Katsuki smiled, “And take off that dumb hat thing.”

“No, Kacchan. It’s part of the set.” Adjusting it in thought, he muttered, “Surprised it didn’t fall off. The hair clips helped then.”

The orange Santa hat with his signature ‘X’ design on it was cheesy, but whatever...Izuku made it look cute. The hat would be discarded to the floor very soon anyway.

“Don’t start muttering about that hat now too. Use your mouth for something else.”

“Are you going to ask me, Kacchan?” Leaning his face forward to slide his cheek inward against his thigh, creeping closer towards the goal, Izuku let his other hand squeeze the opposite leg. The left gloved hand rubbed his leg. “What can I do with my mouth, naughty boy?”

Out of all the naughty boys in the room that Christmas Eve, it was Izuku, that was the absolute naughtiest boy.

“I’ll show you who’s being a naughty boy, Deku.” . . Throwing the long glove at him was Izuku’s first mistake. Wrists crossed and tied behind his back, Izuku let out a muffled moan when Katsuki gripped his hair like a handle, pushing and pulling his head back and forth, mouth stuffed with his leaking cock. Lips stretched wide over the girth sliding over his wet tongue, pressing the tip against the back of the throat.

Eyes half-lidded to a close, Izuku weakly looked up at those intense red eyes watch him. Head bobbing fast, mouth open wide, Izuku squeezed his trembling legs tight as he succumbed to the pleasure of being taken like this. It felt good and Katsuki grinned when he saw those blushing cheeks become a little wet with tears - he was close. Katsuki groaned at that tongue lapping up his twitching vein at the underside of his cock, gripping onto those green locks of hair tighter.

The naughtiest boy liked the taste of his precum slipping down the corner of his mouth, moaning again as Katsuki fucked his mouth. “You like the view, Deku?”

At the question thrown back at him from before, Izuku groaned, closing his eyes with fluttering eyelashes as if he was in heaven.

But before Katsuki could cum in his mouth, he ripped himself out of that fucked-out mouth and grabbed his Izuku by the waist, tossing him onto the bed.

Izuku yelled at the rough treatment, bouncing on the bed with his body facing the stars. One stiletto heel flew off Izuku’s foot when Katsuki crawled over him with kisses trailing up those black thigh-highs and garters. Teeth pulled at the garters to snap it against the skin, causing the other man to yelp. When lips worked their way over the damp lacy cloth barely restraining Izuku’s own leaking desires, Katsuki chuckled and pulled them down. The second heel fell off when Izuku lifted his legs to help his husband remove them.

Shiny, pink, lips giggled at him. “This lovely gift of yours so far is...passable.”

Shutting up the nerd was easy when three fingers fucked his twitching hole, and only moans and gasped filled the air. A trail of lube slipped down the middle of Izuku’s ass when Katsuki stretched and curled his fingers inside. Mouth pressed against the skin of Izuku’s neck, Katsuki whispered, “This passable enough? Orrr-”

“A-ah! K-Kacchan!” He pressed his shoulders onto the bed, lifting his hips high when his fingers hit the right spot. Unable to cover his mouth, hands still tied at his back, he cried, “Right there, Kacchan! Please, I want you!”

“Please? Want me where?”

“F-Fuck you, Kacchan! I-I want you inside!”

So much for no bad language on Christmas.

Thighs spread open, Katsuki pulled his fingers out and pumped himself, spreading the excess lube over his length. Positioned and ready with an ankle in each hand, Katsuki bent over Izuku and pressed forward. Hard. The instant satisfaction at being consumed by that tight heat of that ass made him almost cum inside Izuku, before a single thrust. Izuku moaned at the sensation of being filled so fast, but those hips fought to move, wiggling, pressing up to meet his pelvis even more, despite already being balls deep.

Pulling out, cruelly slow, Katsuki whispered, “My gift still passable, you shitty Dekuuu~?” He didn’t wait. He didn’t let his Izuku answer with words, and gave him what he wanted - pushing back inside.

They chased for what they wanted together. Katsuki admired the sight of the crooked bra at Izuku’s chest; crumpled from the bent position he was in, his legs spread, ankles now crossed around his waist. Hips rose to meet each thrust and words of praise fell from those lips - always praising Katsuki in awe, filled with love that’s always been there in one way, shape or form. The force of his thrusts made Izuku words escaped alongside gasps, “A-Ah, so good! Kacchan is so a-ah, so good! Amazing! Ah-Ahh Kacchan’s cock is amazing!!”

The heat at Katsuki’s face burned at the words and sweat dripped down his face, falling on Izuku’s chest. To his embarrassment at those encouraging compliments, Katsuki nosed one side of the soft bralette higher and bit at a nipple, making the other man’s body tremble harder beneath him.

Still, those words of flattery tickled his chest.

Closing his eyes tight, Katsuki sat back on his heels with one last thrust and emptied his cum inside. Breathlessly, chest heaving from the exertion, Katsuki watched the end of his dick twitch, filling Izuku’s insides to the brim. Little beads of cum oozed from the sides of his Izuku’s stretched out hole.

With Katsuki’s name whispered at his lips, Izuku followed him, come squirting across his stomach. . . Katsuki lay naked on the bed above the covers with arms behind his head and eyes closed, content with the world. The warmth of the room felt good against his damp skin and the sweat was something he didn’t care to wipe off at the moment. Pulling the blanket over his husband’s exposed waist, Izuku sat up slightly to scoot closer and cuddle against the man resting shameless and bare at his side. “Kacchan, you’re ridiculous. Cover yourself a little.”

Opening one eye, Katsuki half-glared down at the man. “I’m hot.”

“You are very hot.”

“Ughhhh, you’re so cheesy. It freakin’ hurts.” Katsuki smirked when Izuku relaxed over at his side and placed a cute peck of a kiss to his cheek. “Merry Christmas...Izuku.”

After placing another quick kiss to Katsuki’s lips, Izuku pulled away slightly to whisper, “Merry Christmas, Katsuki!” Then kissed him again just as fast before flying off the bed, blanket floating like a cape around his shoulders when he moved to fish something from under the bed.

“The hell?!” The sudden movement got him gasping before sitting up to grab at the blanket, when the nerd’s butt shook from side to side, fighting to reach whatever was hidden under the bed. “Watch it!”

Bouncing back on the bed, Izuku held a snowman decorated gift and held it out like an offering. Head bowed low, he yelled, “Time to open my gift to you! I-I think you’ll love it!”

“Ehh?! Now?!” It’s almost three in the morning, but Katsuki was amused at the over-enthusiasm. Maybe, at the back of his mind, such enthusiasm...about heroes, about anything, when the source of his Izuku’s enthusiasm is himself, Katsuki loves it the most. Keep those eyes on him, Izuku. He grabbed the gift, a little too rough, but those green eyes remained sparkling up at him like stars filled with happiness. Wrapped like a burrito in the blanket now, Izuku wiggled closer when Katsuki pulled the ribbon off.

“I just know you’ll love it!”

Skeptical, Katsuki laughed. “How confident of you. Well fine. Let’s see what geeky thing you got from me at Hero-Con.”

Wrapping paper strewn around them, Katsuki stared in disbelief at the matching, equally limited edition, and copyrighted holiday-themed Pro-Hero Deku lingerie official merch in his hands. The set came along with black thigh highs with the bottom feet-part that looked like Izuku’s red shoes and black heels.

He was speechless.

“Maybe tomorrow…” Holding up the partially see-through crop top and a bralette, Izuku excitedly leaned in close with sparkles in his eyes. “You can show me your moves, Kacchan! It is Christmas after all! You won’t let me down, right?”

To Be Continued?

[the-lupine-sojourner]

Love Conquers Amnesia [Amnesiac!Eijiro/Takara(OC)]

Hiya! I saw This video and couldn’t help thinking about KiriKara (my name for the ship. I can’t think of a better one, so if you can, leave it in a comment below!), and this is the result!  Anyway, in writing it and trying to think of a realistic way for Kiri to lose his memory, I kinda veered from the video when I meant to practically quote it, but I also like this version, so here we are! Also, if you want more domestic KiriKara, send an Ask or message me and I’ll totally write it (as long as it’s not smut. Sorry!)!!

Real quick before I begin, @dailyojiromashirao is pretty much on my permanent MHA writing taglist, cus they’re always so sweet and supportive! Love you! And maybe @elite-guard-hardygal would enjoy this, too?? IDK. Feel free to ignore, lovey! 

Now that that’s done, I will only this before we begin; I hope you all enjoy! 

God Bless and Good Day!

~The Lupine Sojourner

(P.S: This guy is my headcanon/faceclaim for Adult!Eijiro, btw. I haven’t seen Bleach, but I know he’s a character in that show. This is the face Kiri makes when he sees his waifu but doesn’t remember her yet. She startles him with her beauty! XD)

Statistically, it was probably more shocking that it took so long for this to happen, given our profession.

But, it was still very shocking to get a call in the middle of a daytime patrol. “Are you Mrs. Takara Kirishima?” The person on the other end asks. I gulp.

“Yes, this is she. Who’s calling?” I ask as politely as I can.

“The receptionist at Sanno Hospital. I’m calling to report your husband’s admittance.” Instantly, my heart plummets into my toes, and the temperature seems to drop below freezing.

“O-oh...I...Is he..?”

“He’s in surgery. We’re still unsure precisely what happened, but more details are emerging the longer we have him. The doctors are very hopeful, however.” I can’t help but not feel comforted by those words. Something could always happen. It only took one wrong move, one instant, for everything to change.

“O-okay. I’ll be there in around thirty minutes. Thank you.” I say, then hang up. I race back to my agency. The one Kiri and I shared, like everything else. I rip off my headgear and toss it into the locker along with my belt, all while calling out the situation, before sprinting for my- -our- -car. We were supposed to drive home together and have a family movie night with our five-year-old son, Senshi.

This wasn’t supposed to happen! Kiri had an amazingly defensive Quirk. How could someone have hospitalized him?!

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“The story we’ve pieced together from the data we’ve collected is this;” the doctor explains when I arrive. “your husband was fighting an unknown villain, and somehow suffered trauma to the head, resulting in the loss of the fight, and…”

“What?” I press urgently. I needed to know!

“Well, with brain injuries...memories are the easiest to lose, we’ve found. It appears your body automatically purges memories first instead of the knowledge of how to breathe, for example. I’m sorry, Mrs. Kirishima, but there is a strong possibility that your husband won’t remember much when he wakes up.” I thank him for telling me absently, eyes peeking into the room, to Kiri laying still on the bed. “And we’re not sure when he’ll wake up. We hardly had to use anesthesia on him for the surgery; he was unconscious when he was admitted, but without any real indication that we could find as to why. I’m sorry.” I nod.

“Thanks for doing what you could, doc.” I murmur, walking slowly into the room. The man smiles sadly at me and leaves me to sit beside Kiri. His hair had to be combed down and messed around so they could run tests to see why he was still out cold, and the black hospital gown looked incredibly odd on him. His chest rose and fell rhythmically. It seemed to lull me into a doze, one I tried to fight without much luck.

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It’s only a few hours later that I wake up, and Kiri still isn’t awake. I hold in a groan and stand, stretching out my back and arms that were sore from sleeping in the chair.

I wasn’t planning on leaving til Kiri woke up and I could ascertain for myself his condition, so I watch him. His chest goes up and down and the heart rate monitor beeps incessantly as time creeps by. It was unknown how long I sat there before I started to fall asleep again. I shook myself. I wouldn’t fall asleep again until I saw Kiri awake.

So I stood again, deciding to leave briefly to get a cup of coffee and call people. Mainly Ma, Pa (what I call Mr. and Mrs. Kirishima) and Katsuki. They deserved to know what had happened.

It went about as well as expected. They were upset (Katsuki vowing to roast Kiri for being so sloppy as to let that villain get a hit on him), but promised to get here soon.

I then got my coffee and headed back to Kiri’s room, only to find him standing and gazing at the sunrise out of his window, his IV pole clutched beside him. 

I gulp. Time to see what was what with him. I grin and walk over. “Beautiful, huh?” I ask, sipping the coffee. He flinches, jerking his head to look at me.

“Yea- -uh...did...did the doctors send you?” He asks, stunned, cheeks red. I blanch. Of course. Memory loss was a high probability, the doctor had said.

“N-no.” I murmur, gulping the coffee to avoid talking. How was I supposed to deal with this?! How long would this last?!

“Wow…” He breathes, taking me in and smiling. “You must be the prettiest woman in the whole world.” It’s almost like he wasn’t aware he was talking out loud. I blush. Even without memories of our marriage, he was attracted to me. 

“Thanks.” I reply, chuckling. It then drops. “...Do you know my name?” I ask tentatively. Eijiro frowns, scanning me again.

“...I’m sorry, but no...should I?” I sigh. Of course he wouldn’t remember...

“Takara.” I reply. “It’s Takara Kirishima.” There. I’d kinda told him. He’d have to piece it together now. His eyes narrow in thought, then go wide.

“Are you my sister?” He asks. I snort.

“No. No, I’m not.”

“Cousin?” I smile.

“Not a cousin, either.”

“...Then...what?” He asks shyly. I roll my eyes.

“I’m your wife, dummy.” I chuckle, ruffling his hair. He blinks several times, then grabs my left hand. I slip the glove I hadn’t taken off and he stares at the simple sterling silver band around my ring finger.

“...We’re married?” He exclaims, staring at my face now. I grin proudly and nod.

“Yeah. For almost six years now.”

“Whoa, really?! How do I not remember that?! Man, I hit the jackpot!” I chuckle, scratching the back of my head, cheeks scarlet. Wow...

“The doctors aren’t really sure. You were admitted to the ER unconscious and had to go into a brief surgery to try and determine what happened. They still don’t know, but my guess is a Quirk’s to blame.” Kiri nods.

“I have one, too, right? A Quirk?” I nod.

“Yup. You can harden your body using your body’s carbon. Downside is you can’t do it forever.” He frowns, then grins happily.

“I think...I think I remember that!” He cries. “I use it to fight, don’t I?”

“Yup. You’re a hero. You help a lot of people at our agency.”

“Our agency?” Eijiro asks, head tilted. I grin.

“Yeah!” Just then, I hear the door open behind us. I glance over and see Katsuki glaring from the doorway, only halfway out of his costume, as well.

“Hey! Shitty Hair! Remember me?!” Kiri turns.

“...You know me?” He asks. Katsuki does a double-take, then scoffs.

“Right. Forgot. You let a villain hit you with some dumb memory loss Quirk. Your wife called me. I was closer than your parents are, but they’ll be here.”

“Oh. Thanks.” Kiri murmurs, looking at Katsuki’s outfit. “...Are you a hero, too?” Katsuki flinches in irritation, then deflates.

“Yeah. So’s your wife, dumbass.”

“Katsuki, thanks for coming, but don’t be mean.” I warn. I knew, however, that this was just Katsuki being Katsuki. He didn’t really mean it.

“Ground Zero, right? That’s...that’s your hero name?” Kiri suddenly asks, eyes lighting happily. Katsuki smirks.

“Finally, you remember something!” I roll my eyes.

“He remembered his Quirk and that he was a hero before you got here.” I point out.

“I don’t remember my hero name, though. Or yours, Takara. Sorry.” I wave that aside.

“No worries! You wanted to model your hero image after Crimson Riot, so you chose Red Riot as your hero name as an homage.” Eijiro’s eyes light up.

“Oh, right! He’s so manly and hardcore! What’s yours?” I chuckle and rub the back of my neck awkwardly. It always sounded weird when I explained it out loud.

“Well, I’ve always liked foxes and wolves, so I chose Kitsune as my hero name.”

“That’s awesome!” I laugh.

“You had that reaction the day we chose our hero names, too.” I reminisce fondly.

“Yeah, back when you two made dopey heart-eyes at each other in class and we all pretended we didn’t see and wanna puke.” Katsuki adds, scoffing and crossing his arms. His smirk betrays his happiness, though.

“Really?” Eijiro asks, eyeing me.

“We-well, it was more like I made the heart-eyes and then, ah- -do you recall something called the USJ incident? It happened almost nine years ago…” Eijiro frowns.

“I...I think so. We were in some huge building, right? Combat training?” I shake my head.

“No.” I grimace. Even now, the memory was painful, my ribs recalling that day easily. “We were supposed to be doing rescue training.” I murmur. “Then villains attacked. My mom nearly died. She was our teacher.” Eijiro frowns.

“Oh. Right. I was the one who found you, right? Against a fountain with a nearly collapsed ribcage?” I nod.

“Yeah. That was a tough week.” He nods.

“Ah, you babies got over it.” Katsuki muses. “If you ask me, that’s when you two nerds started liking each other and making everyone around you nauseous with your mushy attitude.” Eijiro then blushes and tilts his head, scratching the back of his neck.

“Uh...Takara, I’ve been meaning to ask...do we have kids?” I smile, pulling my phone out. I pull up a picture of Senshi at his fifth birthday (just a few weeks ago), sharp teeth on display as he grins at the camera.

“Yeah; a son, Senshi.” My hand goes to my stomach subtly. I’d planned to tell him the revelation I’d had this morning, the one still waiting on our bathroom sink. But not now. I’d wait til he had more memories to tell him, though. Eijiro stares at the picture for a long minute or two, gently taking my phone.

“He’s just like me…” He murmurs. I nod.

“Yeah.” His black hair came from his father, but the large brown eyes were from my side. It was adorable, and an instant recipe for success on his end when he gave me the infamous ‘puppy eyes’. “He’s a good kid.”

“Yeah, that brat’s alright.” Katsuki admits, scoffing a little. Surprisingly, Katsuki handled Senshi well. He wasn’t usually too forceful and angry with the kid. He’d really come a long way since our high school days, when he’d terrified any child that dared look at him wrong.

“I can’t believe we’re married and have a kid..” Eijiro murmurs thickly, and I notice tears on his cheeks. “How could I have forgotten you? I’m sorry, Takara...I’m so sorry…” I hug him, tears forming in my eyes.

“Eiji, it’s okay.” I murmur, rubbing his back as he clutches me. “It’s not your fault.”

“If I’d just taken care of that villain, none of this would’ve happened.” Eijiro sobs. I blink.

“So...you remember?” I ask, drawing back just enough to look him in the eye.

“Bits and pieces. The more we talked, the more I remembered. The picture of Senshi was like the final key.” He says. “That guy’s Quirk wasn’t affected by my Hardening, and it only took a touch for it to work.” 

“Great, you remember, now stop dancing around each other and kiss already.” Katsuki grumbles before I can react. I laugh and hug Eijiro again. He’s blushing as we part a few moments later.

“...Can we?” He asks. “Can we kiss?” It was exactly what he’d said, the morning he’d confessed. We’d gone sunrise hiking and he’d asked that as we watched the dawn unfold. I smile and play with his hair, just like I had that morning.

“Of course you can.” I reply, continuing the reenactment, and he all but tackles me in elation, kissing me so eagerly, I’m pretty sure my lips are swollen and bruised.

“Oi! I know i told you to kiss, but come on! Knock it off!” Katsuki growls. I smile into the kiss and deepen it, knowing it would piss Katsuki off. Sure enough, he growls and is stalking over when Eiji pulls back to stick his tongue at Katsuki.

“Oh, lay off!” He replies. “You’re just jealous cus you’re still single.” Katsuki growls and grabs the front of Eiji’s hospital gown.

“What did you say?!” Katsuki growls.

“Oh, good; I see we were worried for nothing.” Comes the voice of my mother-in-law. I look behind Katsuki and wave.

“Hi, Ma!” I call. I generally call Mrs. Kirishima ‘Ma’ or ‘Mama’, and Mom...well, ‘mom’. “Turns out, Eiji got hit by a Quirk that knocks you out and gives you amnesia, but it’s nullified by showing the victim photos or talking about the missing memories, evidently. He remembers.” 

Ma nods. “Thank goodness.” Eijiro hugs his parents.

“Hey, guys.”

“Hello, Eijiro.” Ma replies. Pa smiles and ruffles his son’s hair.

“Gave us quite a scare there, son.” He says. “But, of course, you pulled through!” Eijiro nods.

“Cus Kirishima men always win!” He says proudly, fist-pumping his dad. I roll my eyes. That was part of the reason Kiri was so upset in Middle School; his father encouraged bravery and manliness in his son and when Eijiro failed to act in that attack, it whacked his self-esteem.

But, over time, he’d become every inch a brave, manly hero. And an even better man to be married to. I side-hug him and squeeze his side reassuringly. “And the Kirishima women will always support their man.” I add, chuckling as Ma nods.

“Agreed. Knew I liked you when I met you, Kara.” I grin.

This was what we’d always have; a family to fall back on, no matter how bad or weird things get. Family is priority. Always.

Crappy ending is crappy, but hope you liked the rest! XD

[imaginegladions]

Best Friend Tag

Title: Best Friend Tag

Note: I didn’t expect to be continuing the Youtube AU but I did and now you get to see this. XD

Pairing: Gladion x Reader or Gladion x Moon if you prefer.

The screen took a minute to load but finally it was time. On the screen both you and Gladion were taking your seats on the edge of your pristinely well made bed. You were hugging a cat plush, your pet walking out of the room as if sensing that something was going to happen that meant you shouldn’t be disturbed.

You adjusted the webcam and smiled. “Hey guys, it’s MoonsChampion otherwise known as [Y/N] and here with me today is EnforcerGladion also known as just Gladion. He will be explaining what we’re doing here today.” You nodded to Gladion who tugged on his hoodie a bit nervously, he wasn’t one for liveblogs even if he did appear in some of Lillie’s blogs to react to scouting.

“The name of the game is the Best Friend tag, which means we have to answer your questions which you sent to us on Twitter via the hashtag RockIdolBFT.” He said, raising his phone up for all to see. “Loser gets to go on the other person’s Facebook and post anything they want on that person’s Facebook once.” He smirked.

You shake your head. “This is insane.”

“You suggested it.” Gladion raised a brow at you, confused. “I think I know you pretty well.”

“I’m clearly insane. What do I know about you? You’re a typical rocker with a secret love of romcoms?” You laugh.

Gladion places a hand over the tear in his hoodie. “You wound me. Not romcoms, clearly it’s idol girl anime. How else could I have found your channel?” He smirked, watching you affectionately as you bend over and laugh.

“Okay, okay. First off…” You checked your phone, tapping on a good question. “Oh, here. LonashipperForever7 asked, what was the first video you saw of the other person?” You say, putting your phone down and rubbing your hands together. “Ugh, was it the one Lillie first saw? Was she watching my videos before you?” You asked.

“I’m not giving you hints!” Gladion rolled his eyes.

You stare at him. “Yeah, because you totally know mine-”

“I remember it was that Goofy Movie cover. The one you commented on and after you subscribed.” He answered smugly, crossing his legs under him, his feet covered by thick black socks.

“How did you-” You groan. “I love that one. If I could make you stop and take a look at me instead of just-” You sang, pointing to Gladion.

Gladion made a wave motion with his arms. “Walkin’ by.”

Lunging over to the side you grab a brush and start crooning into it. “There’s nothing that I wouldn’t do if it was getting you to notice.” You smiled, cueing Gladion again.

“I’m alive.” Gladion blew at his bangs and pushed them back to add drama and flair. “She looked right through me and who could blame her?” He turned to look at you, completely focused on the voicing. “I need a new me, plus some positive proof that I’m not just a goof!”

“All I need’s a second chance, a second thought, a second glance to prove-” You stand up, only your knees down seen on the screen but you didn’t care and Gladion was laughing as he tried to beat box. “I’ve got whatever it takes!” You fall back into the bed, laughing.

“You okay?” You made a muffled noise into a pillow and Gladion tried to drag you back to your seat by your cold feet. “I told you to wear socks. You know your feet get cold easily.” He rolled his eyes again, scanning your room for a pair of socks. You always had some lying around.

“I’ve got it!” You crawl back closer to him, almost tripping and falling when Gladion shoved a pair of neon blue socks with bananas on your feet. “I bet it was right before I asked you to collab, the one I did with Lillie said she’d seen my video about my Christmas scout and by then I did an English cover of Strawberry Trapper and We Wish You A Merry Christmas from Aikatsu Stars. So, since you’re a rocker-”

Gladion raised a brow at you, laughing to himself.

“It’s Strawberry Trapper, isn’t it?” You say, full of confidence.

Confidence that was smashed the moment Gladion grinned. “Nope.”

“What?” You blink owlishly at him.

He gives you that insufferable I know everything smile and starts humming. “We are almost here we’ll make it through so…” He snapped. “I’m counting on you.”

“You’re kidding.” Your eyes widen. “But, Aishiteru Banzai was my-”

“What can I say? I’m [Y/N] trash. I’m the # 1 trash.” He shrugged, looking a bit red faced.

“My first video, oh wow.” You almost choke on your own spit. “You were a fan of me before Lillie.”

Gladion sighed, letting out an exaggerated breath. “My secret shame.”

You and he took a moment to laugh, your phones pinging with dozens of notifications and a few texts from Lillie. “Okay, nerd. Your turn.”

“This one is easy, you can make up for your miserable loss here.” He cleared his throat. “What would your parents have called you if you were born a different gender?” He asked, rubbing his hands together.

“You know this about me?” You asked, raising your own eyebrow at him.

“Well, I know your mom…” He gave you a pointed look. “Is fond of the Sun.”

You groan and he cackles victoriously. “You’re so weird. How do you know these things?” You asked, muttering into a pillow.

“And what would mother have called me if I was a girl?” He smiled encouragingly.

“Is it Lillie?” You peeked up at him from your pillow.

Gladion sighed. “Yeah.”

“Really?” You beamed up at him.

“Alright, next question.” He scrolled down, his eyes shining when he spotted one question. “Who is better at putting on make-up?” He snickered.

“Oh God, Gladion.” You giggled. “Let me tell you guys, I have no clue how to put on make-up so when we were going to film X.U. I told Gladion and he told me not to worry about it. I thought, well Lillie can probably do make-up.” Gladion nodded along, staring at you as you looked into the web cam telling the story with insane hand gestures. “So, I get there to the place where we’re filming and Lillie is in her Krul cosplay with Gladion applying make-up on her-” You dissolve into giggles and almost cough, needing Gladion to pat you on the back to clear your throat.

The comments section exploded with expressions of disbelief.

“You don’t know how to put on make-up to save your life.” He nodded.

You hummed, pulling out a familiar tube from your bag off to the side of your bed. Wiggling your eyebrows, you shove the instrument into Gladion’s hands and he takes it, instinctively twirling it around his fingers. “You’ll have to prove it to them.”

The watchers clearly approved because lots of yesses started flooding the comments.

Gladion sighed. “Look up.” He said, smiling when you nudged closer with your legs crossed under you looking up. “It’s not unbelievable. I have a sister.” He carefully painted a dark line careful not to poke you in the eye live on the internet. “Mother really wanted a girl.”

“I think it’s cool.” You tried to shrug but realized it might result in eye liner in your eye. “You’ll make any future girlfriends lucky.”

Gladion scoffed. “Right, because a guy who does guitar covers and idol tuber’s make-up is in high demand right now.” He joked.

“I’d be happy to get me a talented guitar player who can sing with me and do my make up.” Gladion almost froze, but you didn’t notice too busy staring at a speck on your ceiling where you’d accidentally hit it with a dirty volleyball.

He looked at you, his eyes shining with hope. “Are you saying you’re hiring?” He asked, rubbing the side of your eyelid to get some excess eye liner off. “All done. Would be better if had concealer and everything.”

“Would you look at that.” You took a mirror from your bag and smiled. “Boyfriend goals, girls. You better snatch this one up.” You laughed, picking up your phone to check for more questions.

Gladion tried to ignore the redness welling up in his cheeks. It would do him no good to let everyone see his admiration for you and from the looks of the comments section some people were already beginning to suspect.

“This one says do we take acting lessons.” You turned to him just in time for him to straighten himself out. “Well, you don’t. You did a pretty good Mika, though.” You complimented.

Gladion shrugged. “I just thought of the saddest thing I could think of.”

“Pop culture?” You asked. “The fact that Ed Sheeran stopped releasing music last year?”

Gladion frowned. “Homeless dogs.”

“Oh my God.” You threw your hands in the air.

“If homeless dogs don’t make you sad you’re a heartless person.” He said seriously.

“Gladion, your love for dogs has actually resulted in me having to take care of Null.” At the sound of your voice calling him, your limping shi tzu climbed up onto your bed, brownish white fur bounding as it begged you to pet it. “Your dog adopting tendencies are out of control.” You dump the overexcited shi tzu into Gladion’s arms, letting the small dog lap at Gladion’s face in retaliation. You smirk.

“Null- [Y/N] Make him stop!” He said, trying to pry the dog away from him but it was tenacious and seemed to grip Gladion’s shirt with it’s nails.

You whistled, Null looked up and scurried over to you, settling in your lap once he’s been petted repeatedly. “And you are the dog person.”

“Cat person.” He stuck his tongue out at you. “You didn’t take acting classes but you were in drama club once.” He stopped you before you could ask. “Hau was your classmate, remember?” He grinned at the coincidence, his cameraman being your classmate in school.

“That tattler.” You pouted.

Gladion laughed, his phone going off. “Time’s up.” He smirked. “You-”

You raised your phone over your head keeping it away from him. “You’re not taking my phone. I will mess you up, Virdis!” You threatened, leaning back so his long arms couldn’t allow him to snatch the phone from you. “I-there’s girl stuff in there!”

“Nice try but I do have a sister and you were the one who decided the stakes-”

You can’t remember if he overbalanced or if you fell and tripped him up, either way the tussle ended up with Gladion awkwardly falling over and crouched on top of you with your hands secured under one of his and your phone in his free hand.

“Hah.” You try to laugh but it came out as a breathy sigh. “How cliché.”

Gladion bit his lip and sat back up, sliding your phone screen on and staring at the passcode screen.

“My password-” You try to reach out to grab it but Gladion was already typing in the four number code.

“Yura.” He mutters and your phone opens without protest. “You always coordinate your passcode with your wallpaper in case you forget. Your wallpaper is Yuri Plisetsky. But, everyone knows you call him Yura because his grandfather calls him Yuratchka.” He smiles fondly and you can’t help but flare your nostrils at how dense he was.

After all, why else would you pick Mika if he didn’t look so much like the boy you loved?

“Alright, here I go.” He breathed in and started typing.

You take his phone in retaliation, thanking God that his password never changed since when you both had to do your video. It was still NULL.

Opening his Facebook app, you refresh to check if he’d posted it yet. Looking up at him, you frown. “What’s taking you-”

A wooshing sound echoed in the room and you numbly refresh the page.

The comments exploded with congratulations and hearts and you groaned as the live stream showed more and more viewers being excited about whatever Gladion posted. “Please don’t be something ridiculous like a pregnancy announcement.” You spare a moment to glare at him before scrolling to your Facebook page. “Or I swear, I will kill…”

[Y/N] [L/N]

Posted 5 seconds ago.

Gladion Virdis is in love with me.

#RockIdolShipping #TheOTPisCanon

Likes: 15

Comments: 5

You were speechless for a moment, your voice shaky as you finally turned to look at Gladion. “That’s” You swallow a lump in your throat. “Not embarrassing or funny.” You searched his face for a reaction, an emotion, something. But, Gladion gave nothing away but an unpredictable smile.

“It shouldn’t be.” Shaky hands twine with yours where it rested between the both of you on the bed. “Because, it’s the truth.”

You gasped, fingers tightening around his in shock. “I-”

A loud noise interrupted you, Null had gotten fed up with not being noticed and jumped onto your laptop making the webcam fall to the floor and unplugging the router, cutting the video.

“Well, that’s one way to give us privacy.” You laugh as Gladion leaned down to place the webcam where Null couldn’t chew on it. His hand was still twined with yours, as if it would be the only time he’ll get to do this, to be this close to you ever again. “Gladion-”

“I always told myself it wasn’t possible, back when I first saw your videos.” He said, staring at the floor, his hand shaking in your grasp. “It couldn’t have been real, not when I’d only ever seen you over the internet.” He turned, green eyes turbulent with waves of different emotions colliding with each other fighting for a front seat. “But, then we did that video together and I was scared because suddenly it was too real. You were too real.”

His hand grew slack under yours and you moved closer to take it back but he placed his other hand over both of yours instead. “And then, you smiled at me and I messed up.” He shook his head. “I couldn’t be your friend. Not when having you close meant always feeling like this.”

You let go of his hand, quickly taking his phone and typing a reply to his post.

Gladion blinked at you, disbelieving.

He’d told you. He confessed to you. And you were Facebooking about it, on his phone.

Your own phone buzzed in his lap and he opened it, checking on his post.

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Gladion Virdis

Commented 5 seconds ago. 

Good, because I love you too. <3

Gladion has changed your relationship status to In A Relationship.

You are now In A Relationship with Gladion Virdis.

He stared at you, smiling widely.

“If it’s alright with you, of course.” You smiled back at him, gasping when he launched himself at you, flinging his arms around you and pulling you into his warm embrace.

“I can’t believe you. I talked probably more than I talk to anyone in a week and all you say is good?” He laughed, burying his nose into your hair and taking a deep breath.

“I already said all I needed to. I always do.” You stroke his hair, leaning back to stare into his eyes. “You’re a talented guitar player. I love that you can sing with me and do my make up. I love how much you love dogs and how much you love your sister.” You counted on your fingers and lean up, surprising him with a kiss to his cheek reveling in the redness that bloomed there immediately after. “I love you. And you make me happy. Now, was that a satisfying confession, Gladion Virdis? Would you be my boyfriend now? Ahh-”

He picked you up and spun you a little, your arms going slack around his neck as he put you down and pressed his lips to yours in a short chaste kiss. He smiled against your cheek and spoke.

“More than satisfying.” He muttered against your skin sending goose bumps trailing across your flesh. “Much much more.”