#wow uhh fear me dudes

[ghostea446]

Siiiiick

hi. i made a uquiz

[saaltskies]

i was gonna share my xenoblade thoughts the next day because i was full of them but very tired however it is the next day and i forgot how to thought

[abraxo-official]

Thoughts on the railroad run (so far)

I forgot that you had to do the whole ‘betray the brotherhood thing’ for the institute and got really worried when they started shooting at me

Like I don’t wanna kill you guys!! You are my weird group of racist cousins! Stop it :(((

Also forgot that in mass fusion that you have to kill 2 assultrons and also a legendary sentry bot? Like??? How???

What type of company owns 50 different types of killing machines??

I . Am so good at drugs. The best, even.

I am also really good at freaking out and taking 50 stinpaks at once

Why can you just??? Take??? The core?? Like??? That feels so wrong??

It also only 4 pounds. I’m pretty sure it shouldn’t be that light

the scientist lady just snatches from you immediately. No thoguhts just grabbers

More people need to talk about how you can just ask the only dude in the commonwealth with braincells (apparently) if he’s ok be kidnapped

Also really really glad I didn’t even try to do anything with the minutemen because I forgot how boring that storyline is compared to this one

Borderline zoned out while the board of directors was talking and just pressed random buttons

Also the speech you give to the commonwealth records your pauses when you are trying to choose what to say. Like wow you really need to put my social anxiety in the game too Bethesda?

Immediately got cutscene jumpscared by just some synth telling me that I need to go tell dez that everyone is going to die and ligit almost pissed my pants

Glory :(((((((((

Nevermind I’m not sad about hurting the brotherhood thing anymore

Btw if you invite Brandis back to the brotherhood in his quest, he shows up at the church and tries to kill you which isn’t the most fun ending to that storyline

Dez either rejects grief as a concept due to loosing so many and is forced to do the same for glory in fear of releasing any other floodgates or she cannot accept her death and instead buries it until she falls into the grave she’s digging and both make me really sad

Tinker Tom does not want to be in a virtibird under any circumstances and I respect him so much for that

Tom does not know how to fly ANYTHING what do you mean ‘he’s the only one who has the skills to do so’???????

Actually now I really want to just. Try to see if the companions know how to drive a car. Or a bike. Or anything.

Yeah, dez. I’m fine with sneaking into the police station where I first met my boyfriend so that I can undermine the very thing he was willing to give his own life for. Yeah that’s cool. I’m down.

*walks into Cambridge police station:* uhh hi guys I’m mister uh *checks hand* not a spy. At all. Yeah, that’s my full name. I like armor? And dislike ghouls? Totally. Uh….. yeah. So, about that helicopter- *dies from humiliation damage*

[blazingblorbos]

oh god. oh god. oh.. oh gosh. I didn't expect this so soon. I didn't expect this today, I've been busy with life related things so the HYV calendar is really unbeknownst to me, is this update really next week already?? where can I rant about this- whERe can I rant about this-

oh. I made a blog for that exact purpose ! OKAY—!

fuck. fuck me, dude holy-

FUCK.

the slightly worried look on Arle's face as Snezhevna is reaching out her hand, only for her face to seemingly revert back to cold and neutral once the camera actually focuses in on her. Her tone is cold but her words are reassuring,,,,,,,,

ALSO GOD FUCKING DAMN IT. HOW GENTLY SHE HOLDS HER HAND.

the d o o r. the DOOR. THE FUCKING DOOR, CHAT. the slow opening at first, and once you can make out that it's certainly Arle's silhouette she shoves it fully open - both doors, both hands. incredibly attractive—. the FEAR in that man's eyes.

The crossed hands. We can't see her face but you know what expression she's making (it's not really an expression. it's neutral but you can feel it). THE FUCKING F E A R ON THAT MAN'S FACE.

Oh- she literally just grabbed him by the throat. Just like that- ! There's the expression. Oh, you feel it, alright. If you go frame by frame, you'll notice her eyes narrow in the slightest right before ->

POV: you're getting chocked out by Arlecchino, and that's actually the least of your worries. (my god she is beautiful).

I did not expect him to simply be thrown down to the ground and I ... d i d not expect her to step on his FACE. [insert gay masochistic joke here. you know the one]. Did not expect her to smile (this is the ONLY scene wherein we see her smile even slightly... huh...) *And the reason I say "I did not expect her to smile", is because with the momentum we were getting I thought she was straight up going to crush his throat, or stab him (hand, weapon or otherwise). It looked like she was digging the forefoot of her shoe into the guys head and not the... .. y'know deadly fucking heel, so that.. confused me. (and the sound when she supposedly stomped his head in did NOT sound all that impactful) but ANYWAYS I digress-

I'm of course assuming more happened after the cut to black because . madam where did you get that bloodstain on you—

BLOODSTAIN ON HER FACE!?!?!? (more on this in a second)

Freminet??? Freminet feature ! (not Lyney or Lynette.. interesting). :(((( the poor boy sounds so,, desensitized. His father

holy shit quick intermission. After the mental chronological fuckfest that was "The Song Burning in the Embers" I don't think I can look at Arle and the HotH the same anymore because she's.. she's like not even 10 years older than them (?) it's insane this doesn't make any sense- ANYWAYS.

HIS FATHER comes back with what we later see to be real blood on her face. Tells him "I've acquired new funds". We know what that means... HE knows what that means!!, and the way WE - THE AUDIENCE - know that Freminet knows what it means is because the boy replies "Oh.. Okay.."

LIKE-! chat omg this is truly just routine for them,,,, Like out of the 3 siblings, Freminet always gave off the biggest child assassin vibe, but wow. To see that routine and desensitized nature of the HotH's line of work just,, splayed out in a Character Trailer is . wow. and the look in his eyes as he says it is- wow.

YEAH UHH BLOODSTAIN ON HER FACE??/ The lighting in this scene now is evidently less saturated. And it's just- oh my FUCKING GOD it does so many things:

the blood on Arle's face looks... dry. it doesn't look as fresh as you may expect which could mean many things. It could mean she spent,,, hella long in there with that guy doing what needed to be done. It could mean she took care of something else immediately after dealing with that guy (perhaps smth related to the children Snezhevna wanted to save). But regardless, it means she didn't put in the effort to clean her face and hide what happened. OBVIOUSLY !!! that is so . obviously her style but to S E E IT IN MY GENSHIN IMPACT CHARACTER TRAILER it's- oh my god

it serves to highlight the really, truly, bleak nature of the scene now that we know plain and simple Arlecchino just killed a man. There's no subtext, there's no reading between the lines. The only thing that didn't happen is that we didn't see contact nor see a body. But, no sugarcoating, Arlecchino killed a man. No one is hiding it. You are not surprised. No one should be but damn.

and ofc it acts as a representation of Snezhevna dying...

because it seems like the saturation is back once the camera switches to looking at Snezhevna laying in bed.

And is it me, or does it look like Arle's allowing herself to actually display a tinge of worry in her expression this time? And also, EVER so slightly in her tone as well. You can feel it, it's gentler.

"Once I'm better I'll start my next mission.."

THIS. THIS!! IN SO MANY WAYS THIS!

OKAY. so bear with me. I haven't actually read any of the sibling's character stories yet, so there could be a LOT of info I'm missing but:

There's still a pretty thought-provoking conversation going on (in MY mind, at least) about just how intensely these children are being trained to be soldiers for the Fatui. They're obviously in an environment that indoctrinates them into being soldiers of SOME kind, but I still don't know what kind of soldier that's supposed to be. Are they all ALWAYS extensions of the Fatui? Or are they more-so extensions of Arlecchino specifically..? Snezhevna was obviously trying to help those children she came across, and I'm assuming that happened on her latest mission, so was the mission for a charitable cause?? What was her next mission supposed to be?? Same line of work? Saving people? Or would it switch up and was she going to be sent to "take care of" (kill .) someone???

So I don't know whether to interpret that line as a hint of them being overworked and 1) feeling like they need to continue their work out of pure fear that they'll be deemed ineffective and useless... or 2) feeling like they need to continue their work out of a sense of loyalty and duty to the place that took them in and raised them. Or both..

and ofc the funeral scene. I can't say much more than what's already shown right on the screen.

and am I bugging? Or is the location of the grave....

[kata-sans]

Tweek in Buddhaland

Ch. 3

“OMG! Is he dead?”

“Dude quit poking him with a stick. He might attack you.”

Tweek startled awake feeling something poke his cheek. “AAAAHHHH!”

“AAAAAAHHHHH!”

“AAAAAAHHHHH!”

“WHO ARE YOU! WHAT DO YOU WANT!” Tweek yelled looking for something to defend himself with. He suddenly remembered the Swiss army knife he carried around and swiftly pulled out his weapon to point to whoever poked him.

“WAH! DON'T STAB ME! TOLKIEN WOULD BE SAD IF I DIED!”

“CLYDE! DON'T TELL THIS PSYCHO MY NAME!”

“Wait…Clyde and Tolkien?” Tweek opened his eyes and actually looked at the boys standing in front of him. They looked like his friends but they were dressed like the clown from McDonald's. “Why are you dressed like cheap Ronald McDonald lookalikes?”

“Hey! I won't take criticism from a stranger that took a swim in a coffee mug!” Clyde crossed his arms.

Tweek finally took notice of his soaked clothes. He wasn't surprised he could hardly smell the coffee at this point. He would definitely need to change clothes and…wait STRANGER?

“What do you mean stranger? We go to school together! We sit together at lunch! I helped you hide Kyle's calculator after you broke it!”

The brunette shrugged his shoulders, “Sorry, I've never seen you before in my life. Anyway, let me introduce ourselves. I'm Clyde Dee and this is my twin Tolkien Dum. Don't be upset if you confuse us. Most people can't tell us apart.”

Tweek gave Tolkien a questioning look. The dark skinned boy gave him a sheepish look acknowledging his light skinned partner's ridiculous claim. Tweek facepalmed, “Listen Clyde. I don't know what game you're trying to rope me into but I need to get home and change before I catch pneumonia. Gha!”

“Gasp! You need clothes! We can help!” Clyde stepped aside revealing a wooden chest behind him.

“Wait…th-that chest w-wasn't there before! Wha…” Tweek was shoved inside before he could protest. As quickly as he was trapped he was released. “WHAT JUST HAPPENED!”

“There, no more wet clothes. Don't worry about paying us back. Consider it the Buddhaland Special.” Clyde said with pride.

Tweek confusion turned to rage as he noticed his change in wardrobe. His green shirt and brown shorts were replaced with a light blue knee length dress with a white apron. His regular worn down sneakers were now black mary jane shoes. Tweek tightened his grip on his pocket knife.

To everyone's horror, Tweek shredded the blue skirt to pieces. He only stopped when he was left with just the white pettipants underneath. “There, that's better.”

“Dude, Tolkien, I think this guy is insane. Why would anyone want to run around in his underwear?” Clyde whispered to his twin.

Satisfied with his work, Tweek finally processed the events in the last 10 minutes. “Wait? Clothes don't change l-like tha-at. Chests don't swAllow peoPle EiTheR! WHERE THE F*CK AM I!”

Suddenly the bright blue sky above began to turn dark. Ominous clouds began to accumulate and a chilly wind began to blow. Everything seemed to get darker as Tweek began to freak out.

“Wow. Hey take it easy man. Just calm down. We don't want you losing your mind.” Tolkien frantically spoke. He nervously watched the sky darken and lightning flash.

Tweek was on his hands and knees. His body trembled in fear. He was on the verge of completely shutting down when he heard the two imposters speak.

“WAAA! Tolkien do something!” Clyde wailed.

“I'm trying but he won't listen to me.”

“Oh if only Craig Rabbit were here. He knows how to deal with maniacs.”

“C-c-craig? He-ere?” Tweek spoke between his panicked breaths. The storm also seemed to calm a little.

“Wait, you know Craig?” Tolkien asked.

Tweek nodded. “W-w-where?”

“Uhh… well normally he patrols around Buddhaland but lately his anxiety has caused him to stay at the Queen's castle. You might try there.” Clyde suggested from behind his ‘twin’.

He almost expected the storm to pick up again but it seemed to settle as Tweek's panic calmed. The grey clouds however didn't go away. They stayed, leaving the sky dark and gloomy.

Tweek unbothered by the strange weather phenomenon slowly composed himself. “C-craig…a-anxiety…I need…to help him. T-take me to h-him.”

“Oh no man. You don't want to go anywhere near the queen. She's insane!” Tolkien urged.

“Anyone that crosses her gets sentenced to THE DISINFECTING ROOM.” Clyde added with horror.

“WHAT?” Tweek screeched.

Tolkien slapped his hand on Clyde’s mouth looking at the darkening sky. “Hey it's okay. What my twin here forgot to mention is that Craig's cousin is dating the queen. Maybe he can help you get to Craig without upsetting the queen.”

The grey clouds settled again telling Tolkien his suggestion had worked.

“Where can I find this cousin?”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“I don't understand why she won't speak to me, Kyle. It's not my fault I had the flu.” Stan sobbed to his best friend.

Kyle rolled his eyes. This was a common scene and nothing he said now would matter when his friend reconciled with his girlfriend. Kenny tried to lift Stan's mood with a playboy magazine but Stan only sobbed harder when he saw the woman had black straight hair.

Craig cringed at the scene. He hated Stan and his friends. They always seemed to be in the middle of every problem in their town. Craig was sure they had some part to play in what happened to Tweek. It wasn't too far fetched as Cartman had a habit of stressing Tweek.

“Hey, Marsh! Which of your friends messed with Tweek?” Craig accused, slamming the table.

“Dude, what are you talking about?” Stan asked.

“Don't act surprised. When things go wrong you and your friend are always responsible. I want to know what you did to Tweek and who's responsible, so speak now or face the consequences together.”

“Wait, Craig there must be some mistake. If this is about the accident, we're innocent.” Kyle spoke. “Tweek bumped into us that day. He was freaking out but when we tried to talk to him, he punched Kenny.”

Kenny pulled down his hood to reveal a bruise on his left cheek.

“Listen man, what happened to Tweek was horrible, but if you want to know what happened Butters was there when it happened. You can ask him for details about…”

“I know what happened! He was running with that stupid box on his head and he fell down the stairs. I want to know why! Why was he running? Why was he wearing that box? Why didn't he…nevermind. I can see this is pointless.” Craig walked away only sparing a minute to flip Stan's group.

Craig was walking towards his locker when he heard his name called out. He turned to see Kenny walking up to him, his hood was still down.

“What do you want?”

“Hey man, I don't know if this helps but I heard Tweek went to a group therapy session in the school gym. I heard Tolkien was there too. He might be able to help you find what you are looking for.” Kenny said, handing Craig a flyer.

Anxiety Management Group

Please join us in the school’s gym

Bring a loved one for support

“Tweek and Tolkien went to this meeting?” Craig asked.

“I heard it from Red. I hope this helps.”

“Yes, thank you.” Craig waved him off and focused on the last line of the flyer. He felt a pang in his chest. Why would Tweek and Tolkien attend a counseling meeting together? Did Tweek not trust him with his problems anymore?

Regardless of the reason, Craig was determined to get to the bottom of things. His next step was obvious, find Tolkien.

Ch.2

Ch.4

[pboogerswbb]

WOWEEE what did we do to deserve 2 chapters in 24 hours? This has quickly become my new favourite, I honestly think about it throughout the day while doing menial tasks haha. Since I couldn't get chapter 2 review our before you blessed us with chapter 3 I will do a joint review! ALSO WHAT DOES BEFORE LONDON MEAN isn't it after London

Chapter 2

I really like how you describe Zari's outfits etc, I think it really helps in getting to know the character. With Paige I know how she dresses and acts but I also feel I have a pretty good grasp on your OC so great job!

I'm gonna tell you right now I do not trust Trey as far as I can throw him

Arike #1 wingwoman

I love how down bad Paige is already

“Paige I’m pretty sure she wants a clean one,” ->I'd take the dirty one and sleep with in by my pillow Paige.

I love how British people use the word 'poorly'

Zari's parents don't know she has dated women right? Can I assume from her and her brother's names and the picture in the header that Zari is middle eastern and her parents would not be super happy about that?

"reminding me of how a teenage boy might dress." -> HAHAH spot on

“Who says Ion know how to cook,” -> how about everything about you, you fuckboy

Maybe I could hire Zari and have her cooking for me in a maid dress, or in lingerie. -> Jesus Christ Paige

”You’re doing so good.” -> Ok ya I'd fold immediately

Nothing is less shocking to me than Paige not liking wine.

“Pretty sure the last time I played this was in uni with this guy who was trying to shag me.” -> Well now you're playing it post-uni with a girl who wants to shag you!

Ok P, putting up shelves and topping up her wine? game recognize game

“Uhh, I don’t think it’s straight.” -> I don't think anything in this room is straight

“You ever need help relaxing, I’m right upstairs.” -> OH I BET YOU ARE BUECKERS

Smelling her hoodie? Wow what a dyke

Chapter 3

Linda seems like a real bitch

“Lemme drive you Iz.” -> Wow with the nicknames already

“That’s perfect, I was going that way already,” I lie, knowing it was 20 minutes in the opposite direction. -> down so bad

“I’m not so sure. I don’t have abs like you.” -> oh so you've noticed

oh wow the song choice

“Well I dunno some classy shit. Whatever British people listen to.” -> perfect

“Arched back, deep stroke, white wine, Weed smoke, that's my best combination, You just need some dick with no complications,” -> I know this is a slow burn but I need the above to happen immediately, silicone dick of course

I mean I knew my singing was good but damn -> yes Paige, SZA level

OK WHEN I SAY I HAVE ALWAYS WANTED A SCENE IN A PAIGE FIC WHERE SHE IS WORKING OUT WITH HER LOVE INTEREST

“Paigeuh!” -> I can only hear KK

“C’mon, I’mma be your personal trainer,” -> dear god in heaven please

“Holy shit,” I gasp, rubbing my forehead. Paige chuckles, looking at my reflection. -> ya, not the last time you are gonna be saying that in a room sweaty with Paige behind you

“A little harder is okay too.” -> DEAR GOD YOU'RE KILLING ME

“Watch your core Iz,” “Squeeze here,” -> this is too much I'm melting

“She’s fine, way outta my league.” -> Paige, I fear nobody is out of your league and you know this

“So… how do I do this?” She asks almost shyly, looking at the meat drenched in sauce. “You just gotta go for it ma,” -> ok you are out of control

“Women do too, you know.” “It’s not your fault, truthfully, I don’t even know if I still am or if it was just a phase.” -> girlll who hurt you, cause I dont know how anyone can eat pussy then go back to dudes. Maybes its just cause I'm a raging lesbian.

I can't believe I doubted for a second that anything could top TLIY, but somehow this already has and there hasn't been any smut yet. Also, unrelated but I fully support your love of Bob Bueckers. He is a DILF to the highest degree. Before he met Drew's mom I can't imagine the number of housewives(and closeted husbands) lusting after him at Paige's games. 😂😂 Can't wait for more! 🦫

omg hello i love you, you’re my favourite person in the world right now 😙

i will tell you before london is correct 😇 and after london will come… after london… later in the fic… 😇😇 now i wanna answer this properly

chapter 2

- okay so, zari's mom is british and white and her dad is desi so yes, it does affect her ofc culturally. but i'm sure brits reading the fic might have picked up on the fact that zari is quite posh, so she comes from a pretty posh family and her parents are def tories... (conservatives) but not like SUPER conservative culturally but she def grew up having those heteronormative expectations weighing on her. so it's not her dad's culture as much as it is more so a class factor, they’re very well off (zari and her brother are not tories tho let's make that clear for you brits reading this)

- i have such a distinct image of what zari is like and how she dresses etc etc so i’m so glad if that’s translating!! her style is very polished and restrictive compared to paige who’s super chill and laid back which is all a reflection of their personalities ofc so yay

- trey 😶‍🌫️ no comment

- i am so glad i’m getting to use my old vocab for this i hate how american i’ve become since moving away fr

- there is no universe in which p likes wine 😭 maybe she has to eventually learn now that she’s going to be a big girl

- YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE WHO’S PICKED UP ON THE STRAIGHT THING LMAOOO i love you

chapter 3

- i’ve been waiting to write a gym scene with paige forever i was so happy writing that shit i swear

- ”not the last time you are gonna be saying that” YOU’RE NOT WRONG

- ”A little harder is okay too” will be making a comeback

- just the idea of trying to lift while paige’s hands are running all over your sides and hips and STOMACH HELLO those weights would be on the floor zari is better than me

- paige was crazy for half the shit she said in the car while they were eating the ribs actually

i loved tliy and i love toxic!p lol but zari is a much more fleshed out character bc obviously tliy was supposed to be an x reader fic till i decided i wanna write paige’s pov too 😭 i’m so glad you’re liking it 🫶🏻 be patient for the smut hehe

also yes bob is a dilf and probably has double paige’s rizz 😶‍🌫️ i said what i said. (paige you’re free to prove me wrong anytime btw)

[scythe-and-bloody-show]

Wow...poor Bloody :|

[Bloody, to Jupiter]

Yo, captains gone soft. 72 of our dudes are now lost.

[Jupiter, to Bloody]

I heard he hasn't been the same since Troy

I heard he had to kill an evil baby boy

[Bloody]

Oh please! Give me that baby and I'd yeet it off a tower!

[Jupiter, deadpanned]

What-

[Bloody]

I don't love anybody, that's my power!

'Cause if I've got nothing to lose

Then I've got nothing to fear

And there's no way I'll get bruised

If I don't let anyone near

'Cause it's me, myself, and I!

Can't fall if I don't fly

Can't fail if I don't try!

[Bloody, leaning into Jupiter]

I'm in my comfort zone, I'm in my comfort zone :)

Bloody would most definitely be Perimedes. But uhh...that means that while he acts all happy and carefree...he's actually depressed under all that. Guess he's trying to convince himself...WOAH WAIT WAS THAT A LORE BOMB? OH SHI-

[chevalrie]

DESIGNER HORNS

summary.. itto drops by your house with art materials

featuring.. itto and his longing for rainbow horns

cw.. itto being an absolute cutie, gender-neutral! reader, not proofread

vigorous knocking on the door while carrying two paper bags on the other hand, ITTO tries calming his nerves down as he continues knocking on your door to relieve his excitedness, sometimes switching up his knocks to be more rhythmic and with beat that he bops his head to while waiting for a response.

"itto.. it's five in the morning.." you yawn, covering your mouth, a tear forms at the corners of your eyes as you yawn. itto has woke you up from your slumber not too long ago with his on-the-spot composed knocking beat, but the way the stars in itto's eyes shine at you, twinkling happily, can't make you stay all grouchy at him. calling him ecstatic will be an understatement though, he looks over-the-top thrilled! or greatly enthusiastic! maybe even his nerves skyrocketed far past the asteroid belt! he's almost like firecracker, ready to explode in excitement, he is closest to be the manliest he in the entire world! thinking about being the manliest man on earth made him a lot more giddy but brushes it off cooly with a smug smirk on his lips.

"sooo," he chimes, "i brought some stuff.. it's- they're amazing! i don't even know where to start!"

"come on, numero uno, spit it out or you're out the door." you tease, starting to feel more awake than earlier. "i don't care how you put it, consistent topic or what, you look like you're going to explode so just splat them all on the concrete floor and spill it!"

"okay okay, first off! i'll give it to ya' for calling me the numero uno," he places his hands on his hips, head high and proud with his winning toothy smile.

"second! that was terrible, it would've been better if you said.. umm, i'll tell you later instead! and finally, the grand final-ayyy," he waves his hands on the brown paper bag, as if performing a magic trick, "i brought, different sized paintbrushes!" he emphasizes the diff in the word different and reveals the pack of brown colored paintbrushes of various brush sizes. it honestly looks pretty expensive, whatever this oni has in mind must be very very devoting to the point he'd buy expensive paintbrushes.

he then waves the pack of paintbrushes over the bag to perform another amazing magic trick of his "aaaaaand rain. bow. paint." he almost squeals at the end. pausing in between rainbow to give it a more dramatic effect while he stutters his hands to pull it out for, again, the dramatic effect. it wasn't heavy, it never was, he did all those to impress and wow you.

you let out a snicker, thinking to yourself how is someone supposed to be scary and dangerous, feared by everyone be this adorable? you need answers.

"so, numero uno," you take the paintbrushes, and the rainbow paint in your hands, reading the cautions and ingredients since you have a slight idea of what this big guy wants to he done. "is this your way of proposing to paint you something? i mean, this would be special treatment since you can just come to me — the amazing painter of all of inazuma — and squeeze in without an appointment!" you tsk and poke him on the shoulder playfully. "i hope you aren't abusing your power as my friend, hm?" you raise a brow.

"of course not! everything should be fair, uh-uh!" he then sheepishly adds, quickly, "buuttt, i do prefer if you uhh would squeeze me in, i mean- i am called numero uno for a reason!" he awkwardly lets out a small laugh that then became a cough.

there's definitely no fairness in that, you smile mischievously.

"sure sure, so, you like rainbow horns, correct?" he nods eagerly, almost as if he grew puppy ears.

"yup! i'll be the coolest looking dude on the streets, dont'cha think?" he grins proudly, very proud of his idea of rainbow horns. "oh! and-and, do you know those stuff where you write on the black paper with a stick and then rainbow's will show?? yeah! i also want to try that too! maybe even design these bad boys with those rainbow outlines on the black!"

you nod, "don't you think we should try rainbow horns before stepping up the next level? we could trip in the process, ya'know?"

"yeah-yeah, you're right! just make me look more eye-catching!"

© chevalrie 2022 | do not plagiarize my work, modify, translate, repost on other platforms without my consent. all rights reserved.

[shy-marker-pliers]

Hello! First I'd like to say that I love your writing! You write everyone's character so well! I was wondering if you could do a funny jigen/gang x reader where Y/N is extraordinarily strong? And maybe a crumpet or Jigen's reaction to them picking him up?

omg thank you! :D

and of course i can!

lupgang with a strong s/o (focus on jigen)

Lupin:

pic above is basically his reaction whenever you carry heavy stuff around

*tucks hair behind ear* wow i sure hope a handsome and/or beautiful thief named (y/n) doesn’t lift me up in their big strong arms!! oh nooooo…. 👁🫦👁

*like that one song from part 1* Loopan….he’s a Nice Man….

it would probably take a little while for him (and the rest of the gang) to find out, unless you spend your spare time walking around and picking up random heavy shit lol

the way he’d find out would probably be on a heist! maybe he’s carrying a big ol’ bag of gold and stuff (and struggling because…look at this man’s noodle arms) and you just…”oh, lemme take that for you lup!” y o i n k

his ass goes 😳🫶

latches onto you like a parasite at every opportunity (it gets to the point where he gets grompy if he has to walk around the house)

if this man ever sprains his ankle or something i pray for you because he’s gonna be your backpack the entire time

literally says “AWOOGA” out loud if you ever flex while wearing smth that shows off ur muscles

you’ll have to carry him away if anybody ever talks bad abt how strong you are because he can and will bite

all of this goes double if you’re a lady btw. lupin likes a woman who can kick his ass. in fact he’d thank her if she did

Goemon:

^ actual footage of him leaping into your window to challenge you as soon as he hears abt your strength

tbh i feel like goe would be the first to find out because he has chronic I Need To Be Better Than Everyone At Everything syndrome so he’d immediately try to fight you to see ur skill level n shi

goemons area of expertise lies in agility and speed so your defo be able to beat him at like…arm wrestling or smth. which would annoy him severely

no talk him, he angy

ngl he’d be like…super passive aggressive about it at first. like; “well, you may have won for now, but zantetsuken is a far better weapon than anyone’s bare hands, no matter how strong they may be. i would ultimately be the victor in combat. but being strong is cool too, so yknow whatever-“

“but what if you didn’t have zantetsuken?” *silence* *’plap plap’ sound of sandaled feet speed walking away from the conversation*

he eventually learns to appreciate it tho. having someone strong on the team means that he has to carry fewer things, which gives him easier access to zantetsuken (and he wouldn’t be mad if maybe you just so happened to pick him up and pull him away from oncoming danger…i GUESS 🙄)

ur his favorite person to train with 😌

acts like he’s better than u but if anyone ever implies that you’re inferior in some way he goes into a spiel about how there r many different kinds of strength and every warrior needs to have a different set of skills to make their team equipped for anything

“goe he just said that i couldn’t beat him in a race please chill out-“

“yes babe your swordsmanship will definitely strike fear into the hearts of your enemies now will you please come back to bed it’s thrEE IN THE MORNING-“

he’s in the same boat as lupin when it comes to strong ladies btw. he won’t admit it but on the inside he’s just GRR BARK BARK WOOF AWOOGA HUMMINA HUMMINA

Jigen:

when y. um- y. when the um uhh me wh- HHHH. the- when you um- HHHHNGH

tbh jigen is usually focused on his own thing during heists, so itd probably take him a while to notice just how stronk you are

he’d totally sneak a peek at ur muscles every now and then tho. mans weak for buff ppl. i mean have you seen his exes???

bridal carry him at every opportunity 🙏 he will be so happi

“hmph i can walk by myself yknow…but i GUESS you can keep carrying me if you really wanna….but not cuz i like it or anything grr”

my dude has never been great at verbally expressing his feelings so even if y’all have known each other for a long time he still won’t outright ASK to be held/carried. what he usually does is (A) complain about back or knee pain until you ‘offer’ to carry him or (B) say that he’s too lazy to get up from the couch so someone (you) will have to carry him to the fiat or wherever.

like lupin, if he ever injures his leg he’s gonna milk it for AGES. totally denies it tho

“ughh damn my ankle is killing me i don’t think i ca-“

“jigen, if it is that much of an issue i’d be able to carry you.”

“no goemon i’m fine but thanks. oof owww ouch”

“h-“ “well (y/n) since you offered-“

whenever you walk around carrying heavy things he’s just like

totally zones out watching you whenever you show off your strength. gets all red too heheh

lupin and fujiko tease him relentlessly but all he needs to calm down is a (y/n) hug where you pick him up

pretends to fall asleep in the car so you’ll pick him up and carry him to his bed

i’m conclusion: he’s down bad

[bloodykora]

Hygiene Problems

Don't worry this is not an inappropriate one shot, just 2 pals showering. Ya know, the normal.

MBAV Masterlist

Summary: Reader is wounded by an old fight and can't take care of themselves properly cause of the pain. Rory offers to help.

I couldn’t raise my arms without huge pain. I had got hit during a battle with a creature therefore I had a huge cut on my back plus the bruising. I had been taking baths awkwardly and leaning over to change clothes. It took most of the little energy I had in the morning.

“Nice stain y/n.” Ethan says, pointing down to the hem of my shirt. I look down, a red brownish stain near my right side. “Shit.” My hands drop to it. “It’s from when Benny spilled ketchup on me!”

“Sorry, but a man’s appetite over rules everything.” Benny says, holding onto his bag. “How did you not see it earlier?” E asks, I shake my head. “I woke up late and just threw on whatever.” I lie, in reality I had already changed once and was too tired to notice the stain.

“You can borrow one of my shirts if you want.” Benny offers.

“Nah, I’ll sit with my consequence of staying up late.” I move my sweater to be tied around my waist, a yawn escaping my mouth. Oh yeah forgot to mention, can’t lay on my back so sleep has been difficult too. I slug off to English, body sluggish and mind blank.

One minute I was in my seat writing and the next Rory was poking me. “Hey. Are you sleeping?” My head snaps up, looking over to him. “I- I think I was.” I reply, embarrassed.

“Wow you must be really tired cause you have never done that before. One of the benefits of being a vampire, no sleep needed however you do miss it.” “And the fast healing.” I mutter to myself.

“What?” He totally heard me. “Oh. Nothing, just sleep rambles.” The rest of the day seemed like a blur, just phasing in and out. I had gotten home and began to unpack my bag. When I finished I sat down on my bed and went out like a light.

Knock at the door awakens me. “Hey, your friend Rory is here.” My parent peers in, I nod. “You weren’t answering your phone so I decided to come over-” He pauses mid sentence.

“Dude, you look awful and your room is like actually dirty.” I let out a sigh. “I’ve been tired a lot.” “Like depressed or?” Rory knew me very well. “No, just physically tired.” “Okay! You want a massage or something? My mom says I give the best ones!” “Uhh, I’m okay. Yours are a little too rough for me.” I comment, remembering the soreness from last time he offered.

“Well I was thinking we could go-'' He begins as he walks up to me to pull me up from the bed. “Ow!” I yell, a hiss following it. My body naturally hunching over from the pain. “Oh my god. Are you okay? Did I take your arm out?” Rory quickly asks, fear of hurting me. “No, I’m good, just my back.” I explain.

“Okay. You’ve been saying you’re fine and good all day yet you fell asleep in class, you keep groaning out of pain and your room is like Benny’s.” Rory questions, he had every right to. I was not normal but pain does that to you.

“Do you ever get tired of well, always fighting the supernatural? It seems like every time things have settled down the next thing pops up. Is it gonna be like this for the next 4 years? I love helping but the scars need to heal.” Rory looks down thinking about my words before answering.

“I mean yeah it’s a lot sometimes but we never really get hurt. I don’t know, I never really think about it. I guess being an immortal removes the thought of wasting time.”

“What if someone did get hurt though? You and Benny were hugely affected by that stupid girl scout demon.” I remind him and he just shrugs. “We got over it.” I sigh, head hanging down. “Is this why you haven’t been taking care of yourself?” Rory asks out of nowhere.

“What?” “Erica, Sarah and me all noticed how drained you looked along with the smell of dry blood plus your hair hasn’t been as shiny.” “You think my hair is shiny?” I ask, grabbing a strand and playing with it.

“Yeah! I know you spend a lot of time concerned about your hair, yet this past week it seemed like you were distracted.” “I’m just-” “Tired, I know.” He interrupts, giving a ‘you’re lying’ look. “I am fine.” “Prove it.” My mouth drops open. “What?” “I don’t believe you, so prove it.” His arms cross in front of his chest.

“You want me to? Fine.” I leave my room and speed walk to the bathroom, the blond following. I move the shower certain and turn on the water. I turn back to him.

“Well, I’m gonna shower so you gotta go.”

“Nope. I will turn around and wait as you shower. I’m not easily fooled.” Rory says, standing his ground. Head turned up, trying to prove his point.

“Really?” I ask, he nods.

“Fine.” I look him dead in the eye as I throw off my socks, pants and then I go for my shirt. My hands hesitate for a moment and then I start to lift it. My hands got to about my shoulders and then the pain started. I didn’t even have the strength to get it fully off my head. I could feel my arms trembling, a side effect of the shooting pain all over my torso. At some point my hands became too weak and the shirt dropped. My face coming back into view of Rory’s. His brows now furrowed in confusion and his arms at his side. I bring my hands down and shake them trying to get rid of the trembling my body was doing.

“Y/n.” Rory begins. “No, I don’t need to prove that I’m fine.” I try to rush past him but he grabs my hand. “What’s wrong?” I shake my head in response. “Please.” His voice pleading to me. “I got hurt.” A whisper of the sentence comes out.

“I told you all multiple times to be safe and I got hurt. I can’t raise my arms over my head.” I finally admit, the stress now slowly leaving. Rory nods his head.

“I can’t shower so I have to wash my hair in the tub.” I tell, Rory blinks before the look of an idea crosses his face. “I could help you!” My eyes widen. “Pardon?” “Yeah! I could help you shower.” His head nodding fast, excitement like a puppy’s. “I would be naked.” He ponders for a moment. “I’ve seen you in swimsuits before.”

“Rory, you really don’t have to.”

“I want to! You’re always the one to fix and help me so please let me help you.” His puppy dog eyes working against me, he had no malice or ill intent in his head. “Fine.” I mutter out, already feeling shy. He gets closer to me and rubs my hand for comfort.

“Don’t worry I’ve bathed cats before so this will be easy.” He reassures me with a smile, I nod at him.

“Ready?” He asks, I nod again, insecurities plaguing my mind, His hands slid under my top layers gently, leading my arms out and then over my head. My face heating up immediately, this wasn’t how I imagined getting naked with him would be like. I decide to keep my underwear on for mostly my sanity.

“See, easy peesy!” He exclaims, starting to strip. "Rory! What are you doing?” I ask, averting my gaze.

“How am I supposed to help wash you with my clothes on?” I nod trying to understand his logic. I mean I did get it but he was so nonchalant with the human body. He strips to his underwear and then stops. “I can turn around.” I say, facing my back to him. I don’t hear any movement for a few seconds.

“Rory?” Then I feel a cool hand press against me, my muscles tense at the feeling. I whip back around. “That’s big y/n.”

“I know, hence why it hurts.” He continues again, becoming fully naked. My cheeks now beet red, head taking interest in everything but Rory. He jumps in the shower before I could.

“Come on! This feels great.” I hear him say, I scoff a bit to myself. This kid was gonna be the death of me. He opens the curtain waving to me, I approach the tub. Grabbing his hand and slowly getting in. Face pointing towards the faucet, water beating down my chest. I let out a sigh of relief. I turn around letting the water wet my hair, a hiss coming out when the drops would touch my back.

I hear the sound of a bottle cracking open then a squeeze. I look up to see Rory putting shampoo on his hand. He lathers it in his hands before reaching up to my head, scrubbing my scalp. I observe him, face concentrated on his task at hand. He looks down to me and smiles. My eyes close, falling into a content state with the massage I was receiving. He leans my head back to wash it, guiding his hand through the strands. I could feel some drowsiness take over me. I wobble a bit, grabbing onto his arms.

"Woah, don’t go falling for me now.” He jokes, I giggle a little bit. “Sorry, it’s hard when there's a vampire ninja in my shower.” “You know anyone else would be paying a fairly high price but you got it for free.” “I’m lucky like that.” He continues to clean me, the missed warmth of comfort settling in. “I’m gonna do your back now.” He whispers to me. His hands delicate around the wound. We finish the shower and he helps me step out. Putting a towel around me before drying himself off.

“I don’t wanna wear that shirt to bed.” I whine as he picks up my clothes. “Which one would you like then?” Helping me back into my attire.

“Green long sleeve, top drawer.” A second later he appears with it in his hand, putting it over my body. He then places my arm over his shoulder and lifts me, carrying us back to my room. He places me down on the bed, brushing my hair out of my face then lays beside me. “Please don’t leave” I whisper. “Wouldn’t dream of it.”

[mrspritestories]

Silly Screenshots (Mordeson)

A little experiment involving a oneshot plus screenshots.

Enjoy!

-

Rigby yawned for the third time in the past four minutes, as his eyes were locked on his phone, checking out social media to pass the time.

Unexpectedly, he was caught off guard, hearing someone wheezing nonstop. It culminated with him twisting his head, catching a glimpse of his best bud who conveyed a radiant smile.

Mordecai sat down next to him, firmly grasping his phone. "Dude! Like holy shit! You wanna see what I'm about to send Ben~?".

"Uhh~!". That directly got his attention as he tossed his phone aside, and scooted closer to his bud while looking down at his phone. "Yes!! Tell me, tell m-". He halted his excitement in favor of releasing a gasp at what his eyes were being witnessed to.

"Nooooooo". He conveyed, shaking his head and staring at his friend with fear in his eyes. "Naaaah, bruh. Don't do it! I get you two are weirdly gay and gross but don't push your luck, man! You keep saying he gives you a tougher time when you're off work, so... you might not even survive!!".

Mordecai rolled with eyes with a nonchalant smile on his beak. "Tsk! You're overreacting, dude! How bad can this frankly be~?".

"Wait, what?? DON'T-".

«Click»

“Y-You... You actually sent it...”. He said in astonishment before his eyes sparkled. “You absolute madman, man... That was fucking epic~!”. He grinned brightly looking back at his friend. “So... What kind of funeral you thinking of?”.

“Mm... I was thinking of balloons and playing Phil Collins jams nonstop for the next twelve hours...". He shrugged. "Why do you ask?”. 

“Pff~! You ain’t breathing in this world for long, bruh! Might as well be prepared for the worst!”. 

“Oh, really~? Do you believe that~?”.

Rigby blinked. “Umm... duh! Why wouldn’t I be right-”.

«Ding»

The two were quick to look at the phone, only for Rigby’s eyes to inflate.

“What the fuck?! He said yes???”. He exclaimed gripping the tuft of fur hair above his head. “HOW?! Bro, I don’t know how you did it... but you somehow managed to officially break Benson! Like... I don’t know if I should be proud or... terrified of you”. 

The blue jay put up his hand, showcasing his palm at his friend. “Ah-ah~ Don’t react so soon, dude. This is just the beginning~”. 

Rigby raised an eyebrow, but before he could make a retort, another notification popped into the jay’s phone. 

While the racoon was observing this in perplexity, the tall bird was already laughing in hysteria.

And watching his behavior led Rigby to shrug. “Wow...”. He expressed, almost impressed. “He really wants it... like... real bad. Like, holy shit”.

“Nah~! It’s not over yet, dude~! Watch~!”. 

«Ding»

On that note, the two began roaring in laughter holding onto the couch for dear life.

“W-What the fuck~?! Ahahah~!! Dude, what did you do~??”.

“Ahahah~!!”. He tried to de-stress, but his body was vibrating with such joy. “B-Bro, I messed around with Benson’s settings! I made it so whenever he says no, it automatically autocorrects to yes!! Ahahah~!”. 

“WHaAaaaaaAAAAAt~?! That’s fucking hilarious!!”. 

The two continued to snicker like idiots before eventually decompressing, leaning their backs on the couch. 

Very satisfied.

“Awww, man~ That was funny~! Made my day!”. He grinned, as the two fist bumped.

“Ahaha~! Same, bro~! Same~!”.

Mordecai peeked down at his phone, as he commenced typing a message.

«Ding»

“Pfff~ Love ya too, babe~!”. 

[strawberrykake]

POV: You bump into [insert name] on the street

Hinata, Kageyama, Bokuto, Kenma, Sakusa

Hinata

he panicks at first

“S-sorry!”

his expression softens when he sees you

you look like a nice person so he feels safe

“Don’t worry about it!” you smile

you: (⌒ー⌒)

Hinata: (⌒ー⌒)

you’re about to leave but then he says something

“Wow!! That’s a cool shirt!” 

He’s not just saying it to strike up a conversation. 

You can see the gleam in his eyes as he admires the shirt you’re wearing.

This boi gets easily impressed by anything

Now yall are having a conversation about shirts and he tells you he’s on his way to buy merch of his favorite characters

you learn that you both enjoy the same manga/ anime

he asks you if you want to go w him

you say yes bc u weren’t doing anything anyway

guess you’re friends now 🤷‍♂️

Kageyama

would turn his head slightly to the side and bow

“Pardon me”

and he goes on his way

that is what you thought

but after apologizing, he does a double take and quickly turns his whole body when he noticed the object in your hand

is that- uh-um MILK ?, the boy thinks to himself.

you were sipping from a pastel pink box with cute strawberries on it

“Um, excuse me, is that strawberry milk?” He points to the drink. You nod.

He’d never seen that particular brand before and he knows MANY

“Can I ask where’d you get it?”

“It’s the new addition!” You point down the road. “There’s a vending machine if you turn left, then turn right, then cross the road, then turn left and there it is.”

He has a confused look on his face.

“Here, I’ll just show you.”

On the way, y’all chat abt milk and debate over which flavor is best

Bokuto

*Dramatic gasp*

He holds his head in frustration “Dammit! Nothing seems to be going right today!” 

grabs your hand which startles you

he kneels and bows his head

“Please forgive me”

“Oh no no please, you’re fi-”

He cuts you off, “Please. If there is anyway I could redeem myself...”

“Uhh, no it’s okay. Really.”

“Here. Take my money!” He cries 

He takes out his wallet and hands you $1 from it (though you clearly see way more money in it but it doesn’t matter). “It’s the least I could do” 

“Sir, it is all good! You did nothing wrong”

While you’re consoling him, a dark haired dude comes up from behind you

“I am terribly sorry about whatever my friend did. We’ll be on our way now” The friend helps the owl-haired dude up from the ground.

“But Akaashi. ..?” Bokuto points to the dollar he’s holding, pouting

Akaashi looks at you and mouths the words “Please take it”

You feel guilty and take the dollar which puts a smile on Bokuto’s face

“HAHAH now you owe me! Let’s meet up sometime!” Bokuto punches a fist into the air ( ์ ᴗ ์ )

Akaashi opens his mouth to explain that that’s not how it works but stops himself

They both leave, Akaashi bowing his head as a way of apologizing once again while Bokuto skips happily down the road

Kenma

Bump? We did? When? Where?

If you think we bumped into each other, no we didn’t  ❤️

He has his eyes glued to his phone

lowkey panicking bc he doesn’t know if he should acknowledge you or not

Unlike in some video games where you have all the time in the world to choose the next action, he only has 3 seconds to decide his next move:

a) confront the target straight on

b) invisible cloak/ hide (in other words, ignore you)

c) run 

doesn’t want to be rude so he chooses the first one: confront the target

He stops and turns to you “Sorry”

then quickly bows before turning back around and continuing with his journey

He doesn’t give u time to form a response so you just smile and bow back

“Kenma! Wait up!” a taller figure runs past you, catching up to Kenma

“Kuroo, I left bc you were taking so long” Kenma says quietly but still loud enough for you to hear

“Oi, you think I just wake up with hair like this?”

“You do.”

“Oh, that’s right. I do. By the way, who was the cutie you were talking to?”

Their voices fade away as you distance from each other

Something tells you that this won’t be the only time you meet them 

Sakusa

fear. There is nothing but fear in his eyes.

poor baby

Even though he’s already wearing a mask, he pulls up the neckline of his shirt to his covered nose with a disgusted look on his face

“Sorry!” you apologize first

He bows back and responds with “sorry”, looking you up and down judgingly

he whips out a bottle of hand sanitizer from his jacket pocket

You’re about to leave when he speaks up

“You’re not sick right?” You look at him as he squirts a tiny bottle into his hand (hand sanitizer?). He wipes his hands together and looks up at you.

You shake your head “no”

He slowly pulls down his mask then offers some of his hand sanitizer to you.

“Thank you” you say as he drops a small amount in your hand.

“Yep” He pauses for a moment. “You know what, just take the whole thing.”

He’s giving you his hand sanitizer 

“Oh really? this seems like the expensive kind??” 

“It’s fine I have ten more” He says nonchalantly. You take the bottle.

t-ten? 

“Anyways, gotta go stranger.” He waves a little before leaving.

You could’ve sworn you saw a hint of a smile when he turned away, pulling his mask back up.

What an interesting guy, You think to yourself.

[adezahnae]

While We’re on a Little Trip (Part 5)

A/N: WOO THIS CHAPTER TOOK 20 DAMN DECADES😭😭 OKAY HERE IS PART 5!! ENJOY IT!!💕👑

Warnings: Secrets, plot twist, brutality, pistol whipping, fighting, burning, STRONG ANGST, cursing, smoking, soft smut, slight pregnancy kink, slapping, etc...

Tagged People: @ahgasearmyfan @whoreforshuaaa @avada-kedavra-bitch-187 @janedukiesworld @staynctzen127 @keeach @nanascupid @winwiniee

Jaehyun’s POV

I walked into the hotel, putting my gun in the back of my pants. This bitch has gone far. I tolerate and tolerate but I’m not standing for this shit, I have to say, she has the right daughter today. Good thing I own this hotel too. The woman from the front desk remembered me. She bowed. “Mr. Jung.” She said. “Where is the room Alexa Kang stays in?” I asked. She quickly typed in the computer. “Room 754, sir.” She replied.

“Shut this place down. Now.” I ordered. She nodded. “Yes sir.” The lights shut off slightly and the doors locked. She closed the windows and blocked them in. “But sir, what about other people here sir?” She asked. “Leave them. If there’s any damage I cause, I’ll pay for it.” I said walking away. I went to the elevator and pushed the floor number. I made it there and I rushed down the halls pulling out the gun. I seen these two police men.

“Sir! Put the gun down-“ “Do you recognize me, assholes?” I asked looking it their direction. “We’re so sorry sir, our apologies.” They said bowing and taking their hats off. “Now tell everyone in here to stay in their rooms until further notice.” I growled. “Yes sir.” “Now have a nice damn day.” I said. They moved out the way and I walked down the hall. I made it to her door and I banged on it. I covered up the peephole. “Who is it?” They asked. I didn’t respond.

I heard them get up to walk to the door and unlock it. Right when he opened the door, I took the bottom of the gun and hit him in the nose with it. He fell on the floor and groaned in pain. I walked into the room more and I heard the other get up. “What the hell is wrong with-“ I cut him off with a punch to the face with the gun as well. “Man what the hell is your FUCKING PROBLEM-“ I cocked my gun back and pointed to him. “Take the base out of your fucking voice when you’re talking to me. Do you know who I am?” I growled. The man’s eyes struck with fear as he realized who I was.

“Oh shit..dude it’s Jae. L-Look man, I’m sorry we couldn’t recognize you.” One of them nervously laughed. “Who the fuck is Jae?” The other asked. The other nudged him in his side. “Shut the fuck up and watch your tone Larry, it’s Jae. The one who runs all of the mafia gangs! He’s over all bosses of all Mafia gangs. This man is serious business and will kill our asses!” I’m guessing Mike said. “I’m gonna ask you one simple question. Did you two touch my daughter?” I asked.

Larry laughed. “Which one?” He asked. I punched him in the face and slapped him with the gun. “I will and I mean will kill your ass and fucking leave you here for the dogs!” I yelled. “Okay! Okay! I’m sorry!!” Larry cried as he bled out his mouth. “You’re daughter? Who is that sir?” Mike asked. I grew frustrated. “MILIA! FUCKING MILIA JAECEE JUNG! DID YOU TOUCH MY DAUGHTER!?” I yelled.

“That’s your Babygirl? I didn’t know man..congratulations-“ I cut Mike off with a slap to the face with the gun twice. “ANSWER MY QUESTION!” I yelled. “Yeah! We did! Please just let us go!” Larry cried out. “What did you do to her?” I growled. “We...We.” “SPIT IT THE FUCK OUT!” I yelled. “We beat her and put burn marks on her from our cigarettes! We pushed her around and yelled at her! We’re sorry!” Mike said. I took my gun and began to beat them with it.

They bled all over my clothes and their faces were busted. I threw the gun and stood up. I turned my hat around and breathed out. “We didn’t know she was yours! we didn’t even know that you and Alexa were a thing! She just told us to do it man..” Cried Mike. I chuckled and stomped him in his face. “So you listen to a bitch who gives you nothing but pussy left and right?” I asked. “She said that she wanted her daughter dead. We were gonna kill her but that’s when Alexa told us that you were here.” Larry explained.

I clinched my jaw and sat on the bed. “So you were gonna kill my daughter?” I asked. “Boss we-“ “BEAT AROUND THE DAMN BUSH AGAIN OR I SWEAR FOR GOD I WILL THOUGH YOU FROM THIS DAMN ROOF!” I yelled punching him. “Y-Yes..s-sir..” Larry coughed. I looked over to see a lighter and a belt. I grabbed them both and stood up. “So..since you both decided that beating my baby was an amazing choice. You will feel what she felt..” I growled. They shook their heads. I tucked in my necklace. “Who beat my daughter first?” I asked. “Larry did..” Mike said.

I snatched Larry and wrapped the belt around his neck. He began to choke. I took the lighter. “Open your mouth, bitch..” I growled. I forced his mouth open and placed the fire on his tongue. He began to scream and shout. I gripped the belt tighter around his neck and burned his tongue more. Afterwards, I buckled the belt around his neck, pulling at it. He began to choke more and I began to punch him in the face and stomach, harshly. I pushed him down on the ground and stomped him and kicked him in his stomach. I let him go and turned to Mike.

He began to shake his head. “Jae..you know me! I used to work for you man! We were partners! I was your best run man! I was!!” Mike said. I chucked and shook my head. I grabbed my gun again and hit him across the face with it. “That’s the reason why you’re getting it worse than this bitch over here.” I said nodding towards Larry. I began to punch him in the face harshly, letting out all of my anger. I grabbed his head and banged it against the wall. I picked him up and threw into another one, beating him to the ground again. I kicked his face plenty of times and then I stopped.

I took the lighter and grabbed his hand. I began to burn his fingers and he cried. I kicked him in the stomach. “Shut the fuck up.” I growled. I then burned the roof of his mouth and he cried out. I beat him again with the gun and stood up. He was now laid on the ground with Larry, both of them coughing and groaning. I threw the lit lighter at their bodies and watched them panic as they try to put it out. “Where is Alexa?” I asked. They didn’t respond.

I began to mush Mike’s head in the floor more with my shoe. “I said where is the bitch?” I growled. “AHHH SHES AT ANOTHER HOTEL! ITS ONE PINE STREET AND ITS THE ONLY ONE THERE! SHE’S THERE!” He cried. I kicked him in the head making him unconscious and did the same to Larry. I opened the door and walked out, going to find Alexa.

“Ooh! Look at that one! It’s big!!” Lia said pointing to the giraffe. “I know! That’s the Daddy giraffe.” I smiled. “He’s tall like my Daddy! He’s reall tall!” She said. I smiled. “That he is..” I said pinching her cheeks. We were now at a zoo looking at animals as the guards followed behind us. My mind was off of Jaehyun for a little bit. I’m still worried sick about chin though.

What if he’s gone? No! Y/n you can’t think that, he’s alright...I hope. “Where is Daddy?” Lia asked. “Uhh he went to go and talk to some people! Yeah..” I said. Maybe he’s just talking to some people. I then removed the bad thoughts from my head and continued to walk with Lia looking at animals. Jaehyun’s not that crazy....right?

As we were looking at the elephants, a woman tapped my shoulder. “Is that your daughter?” She asked. “O-Oh! No, it’s my boyfriend’s daughter. I’m just babysitting her while he goes and talk with others.” I smiled. “Wow..she’s is beautiful.” She smiled. “Say thank you, Lia.” I said. She hid her face in my shoulder. “Hi...” she mumbled. “I’m sorry, she’s just a little bit shy.” I smiled. “That’s fine! She’s so cute though, enjoy!” She waved.

I patted her back. “What if you were my daughter hm?” I asked. “Can you be my new mommy?” She asked. I then thought about it. I’ve always wanted to have children with Jaehyun. Lia wasn’t mines but she was close to it. She was just too cute. Hmm, maybe that won’t be bad. “Okay. But we will have to ask Daddy about this later just to be on the safe side.” I said. She perked up her head and nodded. “Okay!” I smiled. “Okay..let’s go and get a juice hm?” I said skipping to the bar at the zoo. “Yaayy!!” She cheered. The rest of the day, me and Lia enjoyed Hawaii and it was time for us to go to the house we were staying at.

It was later on that night and I was pissed. Jaehyun hasn’t even called me or texted me back! I was wondering if he was okay but he wouldn’t answer! I opened the car door and picked up Lia. She had a sucker in her mouth as she was watching cartoons. The drivers and guards helped me with my bags.

I unlocked the door and they sat the bags down. “Thank you.” I smiled. They nodded and closed the door. The house was beautiful. It was on the private beach just as said. I looked over to see that Jaehyun’s bags were here and his shoes were as well. I narrowed my eyes. “You ready to go and bathe sweetie?” I asked. “Yes mommy..” Lia mumbled. My heart fluttered at the name. I smiled and led her to the bathroom.

I ran the bath water for us and I undressed us. I pulled my hair up into a bun and I pulled hers up into one as well. She had such curly hair. We began to play with the bubbles and giggle. After a while, I began to wash her off since she was getting a little bit sleepy. I washed my off and took us from the tub.

I dried her body and put healing medicine on her bruises and bumps. I dressed her in one of Jaehyun’s shirts since she didn’t have any sleeping pajamas. I was drying her hair now and she fell asleep in my lap. I smiled softly and picked her up carefully. There was two rooms and hers was right across from me and Jaehyun’s.

I haven’t heard a peep from him this entire time. Only because the door was closed. As I was approaching it, I heard coughing and sighs of relaxation. I opened the door and scrunched my nose up at the smell. “It stinks in here..” I mumbled. I seen him on the edge of the bed, smoking something. “Yeah I know..” He replied calmly. I looked closely. “Jaehyun...is that...weed?!” I exclaimed. “Maybe..” He said taking another smoke from it.

I rushed out the room and closed Lia’s room door so the smell won’t travel in there. I came back in our room. “Jaehyun what the hell? Put that out!” I exclaimed. He rolled his eyes. “Don’t ruin this for me, I need it..” He said. “You’re the one who needs it?! I’ve been trying to call you and reach you for the longest! Yet here you are, in our bedroom, getting high! Since when did you smoke anyways?!” I ranted like angry housewife.

“Wayyy before you and your mother.” He chuckled, smoking again. “Well you’re with me! Put it out! It’s stinks!” I said. “Like I said, I need this okay? Now leave me alone and do something. Don’t ruin this..” He warned. I groaned out. “Damn you’re a piece of shit! I’m out there looking after YOUR daughter, worried sick about you and you’re sitting here getting high! Did you get high when you left to the hotel too?! I bet you fucked her too you fucking man whore!” I spat in anger. He stopped smoking and looked over at me. “What did you call me?” He asked.

“Damn you can’t hear now?! I called you a man whore! You know a man who just fucks left and right?!” I yelled. He blew out the smoke and put the blunt down. He got up and approached me. “You better watch your tone, I’m not playing.” He growled. “Like I’m scared of your ass! You’re not gonna do anything to me!” I yelled.

He pushed me against a wall and placed his hand around my neck. “You got one more fucking time before you blow my high. I said. Leave. Me. Alone...” He growled in my ear. I pushed him off of me. “GET FUCK OFF ME YOU ASSHOLE! I FUCKING HATE YOU! YOU’RE A FUCKING HOE AND A DEADBEAT ASS FATHER!” I yelled. Suddenly, I felt something I’d never thought I’d feel in my life....

“BITCH!” Was all I heard him say before I fell to the ground with burn to my cheek. I gasped and began to sob. He slapped me...he just slapped me...I shook my head. His entire body changed. He began to approach me. “Y/n? Baby..Princess its a-alright..I’m sorry..” he whispered trying to hold me. I smacked his hand away and cried more. “Don’t touch me Jaehyun!!” I cried.

Tears began to flow down his eyes. “Princess, please..I’m sorry.” He whispered. I moved away from him to the corner of the room and cried. He came up to me and began to hold me. I started to kick and scream for him to let me go. “I’m sorry..I’m so so sorry..” He whispered as he picked me up.

I kicked and screamed, hitting his chest. “Let me go Jaehyun! You said you would never hit me!” I cried. He laid me on the bed and began to kiss my lips. I kept trying to push him off of me. “Get off! Get off!!” I cried. He planted kisses on my face and to my jaw. He moved my hair out of the way and went down to my neck. “I’m sorry, I’m so so so sorry..” He mumbled.

I began to hit him again. “HATE YOU! I FUCKING HATE YOU!! YOU MAKE ME SICK! GET OFF OF ME!!” I yelled through tears. I kicked and punched him all over but he didn’t move. He slipped my slippers off and hurriedly undid the tie on my robe, revealing my body. He placed kisses on my collarbone down the middle of my chest. “No!! Stop it!! I hate you!!” I cried trying to push him away.

I whimpered as he placed sweet kisses on my stomach now. He made it to my heat and placed gentle kisses on it. I began to whine and cry more. “Stop this Jae! You can’t fix this! Leave me alone! I hate you!!” I cried, trying not to focus on the pleasure. “I’m sorry..” He whispered. He began to place soft licks on my heat and slipped his tongue through my folds.

I hummed and still cried silently. He hooked his arms around my thighs and held them open wider. I began to give in and whimpered his name. “Jaehyun..” I bit on my finger and closed my eyes. His tongue movements began to speed up as he swirled it. I began to let out sighs and whines. “I’m close, I’m so close..” I whispered. He sped up, bringing me to my release. He pulled away and crawled on top of me.

He placed a kiss on my lips while he took my robe off of my body. He pulled down his sweatpants and wrapped my legs around his waist. He placed a kiss on the cheek he hit, mumbling ‘I’m sorry’ over and over. He slowly pushed himself in, causing me to arch my back. He kissed away my tears as he rocked his hips back and forth at a slow and steady pace. I turned my head so I wouldn’t have to look at him.

“Look at me, please...Princess please..” He begged. I turned my head to see tears in his eyes. “I love you..” he whispered. I shed a tear. “I love you too..” I whispered back. He leaned down and buried his face in my neck, giving it bites and kisses. I gasped and grabbed onto him when he hit the right spot on my neck and in my heat. “R-Right there..please don’t stop..” I whispered through moans.

He began to speed up his thrusts and growl. My moans got louder and louder as I closed my eyes and arched my back more. He groaned and gripped my hips. “I want you to have my baby, Princess..” He whispered. He groaned as I clenched around him. “Wait- Jae-“ I was cut off by him groaning and pounding me. He reached his high and let out a loud growl. “FUCK!” He yelled. I scratched my hands down his back and screamed out his name. “JAEHYUN! IM C-CUMMM..AHHH!!!” I came over his member and hugged his body as I came down from my high. My eyes became drowsy and I closed them. He laid me down gently and wrapped his arms around my body as he hugged me close.

[hazelcephalopod]

The Eye of the World Ch 52-53

Oof. That… that is certainly a conclusion. Huh. Just. Rough times ahead.

More thoughts at the very end.

And I’m finished! I will edit this with the book two tag when I’ve decide what that will be.

Re-Edit: the tag will be #series of many thoughts on twot

Disclaimer: this is my first read thru but I’ve watched all of the show this far and been spoiled on some book things. So… I’m going to lean into that. Enjoy figuring out what I know, and what I think I know, and what I just don’t. Also s/x I add commentary when I edit.

Spoilers for the first book and up to the most recent episode under the cut. Potential spoilers for latter books.

Ch 52: There is Neither Beginning Nor End

Leaf

Oh. He disintegrated and melted that guy.

Oh that… just a lot

Oh so… yea. He just basically went into like a dissociative state and wrecked shit up. And now channeling sickness

… and probably the madness huh?

Yup. That’s an altered state if I’ve ever seen one

Mania? Seems like mania (editor me: Idk. Just not a good time)

Do these people have like… a holy book with all these quotes or like… is it just the ol’ folk religion?

He’s really riding that ‘I just killed the devil high’

…tbh I hope we get some of this on the show.

… and … crash

That’s. Geez guys. Wow. Harsh.

…and Nynaeve is the first to kinda reject him. So that’s harsh

“But it wasn’t me. The Light… pulled me along. It wasn’t really me. Doesn’t that make a difference.” -Rand, after explaining all the magic he just did.

… no. Sry.

Ah

Ohhh and sadness. Dropping right into the sadness

I… don’t… wow. Maybe don’t say that to him rn? ‘Yea you might be a tool of destruction. But it’s ok to be used for your purpose. Why are you crying?’

“Moiraine Sedai says we are done and we can go. Home. Rand.” -Perrin to Rand. Not knowing Rand’s the one who just channeled a lake of saidin. Yikes. Big oof

Oh that is such the bare minimum. But good on you Lan. You win the… reacting to this. Prize for the hour at least.

Yea this is a bit fucking weird. ‘Oh where we’re you Rand. The women wouldn’t let us search for you. You know the channelers and they looked distant and sad. Probably nothing.’

… I mean at least Loial isn’t human. Like. I’ll give on that.

Ta’veren I guess? *big shrug*

Oh. Cuendillar! (It’s basically magic super vibranium)

“This was one of the seven seals on the Dark One’s prison.” -Moiraine, on the cuendillar artifacts they found in the eye. I don’t like ‘was’.

Oh buddy…

Puzzle chest!

I’m sry is that the flaming Horn of Velere? In a chest in the Eyepool?

What the fuck?

Also… “Tia mi aven Moridin isainde vadin. The grave is no bar to my call.” -Loial reading the writing on the horn.

It… brings back the dead? Sry dead heroes of the ages.

Cool. Ancient tapestries.

… Im sure it’s cool.

That’s not reassuring! (I later learn it really really isn’t)

53: The Wheel Turns

The wheel of time symbol.

Uhh well that’s nice I guess?

Ya know I don’t think it’s still for a good reason personally

Mmm. That is a very vivid description of all that. *sus*

“We struck a mighty blow at the Dark One…” -Moiraine. Did you tho? I guess they killed some forsaken.

Huh. Well I guess they did something if spring is finally coming. Like three months late

Yea I guess everyone saw that then huh?

“The Age of Legends has come back!” -random. I mean…

“…hung a garland of morningstars around Rand’s neck.”

Don’t wry dude there’ll be plenty more opportunities for you to do battle. Unfortunately for everyone else

I honestly keep forgetting Moiraine is supposed to be grievously injured and exhausted rn

“We won… but I fear the last battle he has not yet been fought.” -Moiraine to Agelmar. Yup. There’s the truth.

‘Ok I’ll take that help now thnx. No you can’t keep the horn. Sry!’

… I feel a cliffhanger coming. This is all strangely neat. To clean

Seven days?

Oh sword training!

… so he’s don’t like three weeks of basic sword training in the past ~2 months? At best?

Oh! So he’s already decided to run away. Ok. That makes sense actually

Ha. Yea. Pretty sure no one ever has succeeded at doing that. No one can resist the Source for long

“I’m going away, but not home. Not ever home.” -Rand to Egwene after telling her he’s decided to leave. My heart!

Just deep into the depression now.

“… as a girl in the Royal Palace in Cairhien…” -(Moiraine). Uh I think that’s the first mention of that! Royal palace?

So she is in fact actually royalty?

“The Dragon is Reborn.” -Moiraine to herself.

The end!

Final thoughts:

… I think the show ending is better. Like this had merit and some interesting moments but really it’s just not even a cliffhanger or and ending it’s just. Ok. Well, stay tuned!

Which I will. Obviously. Overall I liked this book.

The parts I liked would be difficult to translate to the screen, and the story the show is telling -which is a bit different but in essence the same imo.

It’s right into the fires of sadness now isn’t it?

Also honestly… the horn makes as much sense being under that throne as it did being in the Eye imo. Like. That does not matter. Equally ridiculous imho.

[pitch-pearl-void]

Hi! I love your work! Do you take requests? If so, would you mind doing something like maybe Skulker is looking for Phantom so in the middle of the day he comes to find Fenton to use him as bait while he's in the middle of class? And the class' reaction, because holy crap Fenton knows a ghost, and Phantom coming to save him? If not, that's totally fine, too!

I love the idea! I may have gotten a little carried away...whoops ^-^’ I focused more on Fenton and his classmates than on the romance, but I hope you’ll like it!

A paper football smacked directly into Fenton’s neck. Fenton cringed and gritted his teeth. In the desk behind him, he heard Dash snicker and the dull smack of two hands connecting as he high-fived Kwan. Mr. Lancer continued droning on about Shakespeare’s career, too passionate to notice Dash’s behavior—assuming he would care. He would probably just see it as another form of punishment for Fenton’s actions.

Not punishment for taking too many bathroom breaks or arriving late to class, though. No, Fenton’s days as a misbehaved student were supposed to be over, brought to an end by his and Phantom’s separation. He no longer needed to escape class to fight ghosts. He no longer needed to think about ghosts at all.

In theory…

Avoiding ghosts might have worked if Fenton could just stop thinking about his other half. 

For weeks after they had separated, they had barely spoken, but then Fenton had to go and open his big mouth, invite Phantom to play a round on his video game, driven by some instinct or by some longing he couldn’t put a name to. Phantom was just…he was his missing half. Being around him felt right. It wasn’t that crazy that Fenton had missed him, right? That they had stayed up nearly all night talking, playing, and joking? That Phantom visited almost every night, that they were rebuilding something new between them?

There was just so much to talk about, so many things to share, so many things to experience together in ways they never had as one. A month had passed with the two of them growing closer, and Fenton was losing his mind, he was sure of it.

What else but madness would have made him meet Phantom’s kiss with one of his own?

He had gotten caught texting Phantom. There was just so much they needed to figure out about what they were feeling… Lancer had confiscated his phone and moved Fenton to the front of the class where Lancer could “keep an eye on him.”

A fourth football landed without Lancer’s eye seeing a thing.

Fenton groaned and dropped his forehead onto the desk.

“Head up, Mr. Fenton,” Mr. Lancer ordered without looking.

Amazing, Fenton thought irritably as he lifted his head. He knows and sees everything except—

An invisible hand seized Fenton’s wrist, cold metal plates painfully squeezing his arm. He drew in a sharp breath. Before he could call out a warning, the ghost flew above his desk, lifting Fenton by his arm until they were at eye-level several feet from the ground.

Skulker, fully visible now, grinned viciously at Fenton’s stunned face.

“Crime and Punishment!” Mr. Lancer yelped.

The other students jumped from their seats, screaming. They ran for the door, but Skulker activated something by flicking the fingers of his free hand, and green electric bars sprang up in front of the door and the windows. The students cried out in fear and backed away from the bars. Fenton grabbed the arm holding his wrist and tried to pull himself up or at least relieve the strain on his shoulder and wrist. He grunted, kicked his feet, but he couldn’t manage a chin-up one-handed. He could barely do them with two.

“A bit overkill,” Skulker mused aloud, staring at Fenton’s classmates, “I have my bait, I don’t need hostages, but perhaps one of you lot can perform a service for me.”

“Skulker,” Fenton growled under his breath, trying to slip his voice underneath the fearful screams and yelling so he would only be heard by Skulker, “what the heck are you doing? You know I’m not half-ghost anymore, let me go.”

Skulker laughed, a cruel, creepy sound due to the robotic speakers and the natural echo in his voice. Fenton’s classmates shrank back from him. “You now serve a new purpose for me, whelp.” He swung Fenton by his wrist, Fenton’s legs swinging freely, and then, before Fenton could squeak a protest, he tossed him.

Fenton cried out and tried uselessly to activate powers that were no longer there. It took five seconds. Five seconds of falling before he landed on the cement floor. 

Air burst from his lungs. Pain and shock exploded from his back. He tried gasping in a breath, but his lungs didn’t seem to be working. He choked before managing a ragged inhale.

Skulker’s boot pressed down on his chest before he could roll over and curl into a ball. Fenton groaned, his back screaming, but he wrapped his fingers around the boot and tried to shove it off. He couldn’t. Without ghost powers, he was too weak. He was too disoriented. Had he hit his head? He thought his back took the full brunt of his fall, but his head might have bounced back.

Add super healing to the list of powers I wish I had right now, he thought woozily.

He had never hurt so much during a ghost fight, not even when he had been thrown through buildings. He had made craters in pavement and climbed out of the pit with only a sore shoulder. If this was the sort of dangers full humans faced during every ghost attack…

No wonder they always ran away.

Except Sam and Tucker… Fenton pried his eyes open and turned his head toward his classmates, desperately searching for the friends he knew wouldn’t be there. They shared a math class with Valerie during final period. Skulker must have waited until Fenton was isolated from any other ghost hunter who could help. But why?

“Where is your communications device?” Skulker asked him.

Fenton turned his head and blinked stupidly up at him. “What?”

“Your…” Skulker snapped his fingers together as he searched for the word he needed, “rectangular device. Phone. Phone! Yes, that was it. Where is your phone, whelp?”

Fenton tipped his head back and looked toward Lancer’s desk. It was probably there somewhere, but…he could see Mr. Lancer and a few of his classmates huddling behind the desk. He lowered his chin and looked incredulously up at Skulker again. “That’s why you’re attacking me? My phone? What the hell do you need my phone for?”

“Dude,” one of the jocks, Brad, hissed. “What the fuck are you doing, Fenton? Shut up and do what he says!”

Skulker snorted—or mimicked one, anyway. “Better do as the other whelps advise, child. You’re a great deal more delicate without your powers.”

Fenton hissed in a breath, but his classmates would hopefully miss the implication—if he spoke fast enough and gave them something else to think about. “Tell me what you want my phone for, first.”

Brad groaned.

“He’s a dead man,” Kwan whispered.

“To contact your ghost half, why else?” Skulker said disdainfully.

Fenton wanted to scream. “I don’t have one!” he said, the words almost tripping over each other as they rushed from his mouth.

“What?” Skulker’s menacing tone softened into something almost civil. “A phone? You don’t have a phone? Perhaps I can make one for you. I understand these devices are important to human development. And it would serve my purposes to be able to reach one ghost child through the other.”

“Stop—Damn it, Skulker! I don’t have a ghost half!” Fenton tipped his chin up and raised his voice. “I am one hundred percent human!”

“Oh yes, now,” Skulker grumbled bitterly. “You two have cheated me of a unique specimen.”

“Wow, sorry,” Fenton deadpanned.

“What the fuck are they talking about?” Dash demanded. He tried to whisper it, but his high-pitched voice easily carried his words to Fenton and Skulker. “What the hell is a ghost half? Why is that robot ghost after Fenton?”

Fenton glared pointedly up at Skulker, trying to communicate a silent “look what you did” reprimand, but Skulker only moved his head in a way that made Fenton think the tiny ghost inside it was rolling his eyes. A blade shot out of the armor’s wrist. Skulker touched the flat side to Fenton’s cheek, and Fenton drew in a breath, the cold touch of the blade spreading throughout his body.

“Your phone, whelp,” Skulker said, once again sounding menacing. A few of Danny’s classmates wailed in terror.

Fenton snapped, “I don’t have it!”

Skulker twisted the blade, the edge pressing into Fenton’s cheek. “Last chance, whelp.”

“Wait!” Lancer stood from behind his desk. Paulina and a couple other students stood with him, looking petrified. “Stop, stop!” He lifted Fenton’s phone above his head. “I have it! You can have it if you release him.”

“No, I don’t think I will.” Skulker blade moved away from Fenton’s cheek, however, allowing Fenton to breathe a little easier. “Awaken it for me.” Skulker’s false lips spread into a wicked grin. “We shall be making a little phone call…”

Fenton narrowed his eyes.

“Uhh…” Lancer began, uncertainly. “It’s, uh, it’s asking for some sort of password?”

“His password is numerical!” Mikey called from within the crowd of students clustered around the door. “A pin! Seven-eight-nine-zero.”

“Hey!” Fenton cried. “How do you know that?”

“You have other things to worry about, Fenton!” Kwan reminded him pointedly.

Lancer typed in the pin number and then stared down at the phone like he was facing down a complex puzzle. “How, uh, do I make a phone call on this thing?”

“Oh here!” Paulina snatched the phone from Lancer’s hands. “You just press the little phone icon, see?” She glanced up at Skulker and seemed to shrink in on herself, her confidence faltering. Fenton couldn’t really blame her. He remembered being terrified of Skulker the first few times he had met him too. “Um, what’s the phone number?”

“Child?” Skulker nudged Fenton’s cheek with the flat of his blade again.

Fenton kept his head turned toward Paulina and glared at Skulker from the corner of his eyes. “What?”

“The phone number, human child.”

Fenton snorted. “You haven’t said what you want to call him for yet.”

“Isn’t it obvious?”

“Spell it out for me.”

“In my efforts to study my prey’s habits, I have noticed the two of you getting…” Skulker tilted his head, “closer, shall we say? You have been spending a great deal of time together, lately. I don’t know how far things have gotten, but the signs of a ghost in love are fairly obvious. That is a weakness I can use. You are a weakness. Once he knows I have you, my prey will come to me.”

“You should change your name to Stalker,” Fenton grumbled, blushing.

The blush worsened as his classmates made little “ohhh” sounds of dawning understanding.

“Fenton has a ghost boyfriend,” Mikey said, his laugh too strained to be natural. “That must be what they mean by ghost half!!”

“Idiot,” Kwan groaned. “If this ghost doesn’t kill him, his parents are going to.”

Dash cupped his hands over his mouth and shouted, “Hey, Fenton, maybe you should dump your kinky ghost boyfriend before you get the rest of us killed over it!”

“Oh, fuck you!” Fenton shouted back, turning into the blade in order to glare at his classmates. “We’re not dating! We just kind of—He just…it’s complicated!"

Skulker snapped, “Whelp!” and turned Fenton’s head with the blade until Fenton’s glare had resettled on the ghost. “His phone number. Now!”

“No!” Fenton snapped back. “Forget it! I’m not going to let you use me as bait so you can—”

He cut off with a shriek of pain as the point of Skulker’s blade sliced across his cheek. Hot blood gushed from the wound and spilled toward his ear. He writhed under Skulkers boot and reached up to cover the wound, but Skulker’s blade slapped his hands away. Fenton’s classmates were screaming again, the tentative calm Fenton’s behavior had inspired shattered by the sight of so much blood. Tears streamed from Fenton’s eyes. Skulker slapped his hands away again before he could touch his face.

“You!” the hunter pointed at Paulina who quailed and shrank into Lancer. He protectively wrapped his arms around her. “Those devices can capture photos, can they not? Take a picture of this and send it to my prey as well.”

Paulina, trembling, shrieked, “I don’t know the number!”

Skulker looked down pointedly at Fenton. “Shall I give you a matching gash on your other cheek or will you cooperate for once, whelp?”

Fenton glared up at him and gritted his teeth against the pain.

“Look through his contacts!” Mikey shouted.

“Stop—” Fenton gasped in pain as speaking stretched the wound in his cheek. “—Stop helping him!”

“We’re not helping him we’re helping you, you suicidal maniac!” Dash shouted back.

Paulina’s hands shook as she maneuvered through Fenton’s phone. “What would the contact be? What—what do—h-how will I know which one is…?”

“He was texting someone during class,” Lancer said quickly. “That may be your best bet.”

“Mr. Lancer!” Fenton protested.

“Alright!” Paulina nearly sobbed. “Alright, I got it!” She pressed the phone to her ear, and Fenton squirmed under Skulker’s boot.

“Paulina, don’t!” he pleaded. “He’s just going to spring Skulker’s trap!”

“Hello?” Paulina gasped into Fenton’s phone, apparently ignoring Fenton. “Are you Danny’s ghost boyfriend, er ghost half? Yes, my name is Paulina, you have to come quick, there’s a ghost here!” Fresh tears escaped her eyes. “I don’t know his name!”

Skulker grinned. “He’ll know me once you take our picture.” He nudged Fenton’s chin with his blade, forcing his head to turn toward Paulina so his right cheek rested on the floor and the wound on his left cheek was exposed to the air. “Behave, child. Let him see the injury.”

“Uh, hold on,” Paulina told Phantom, “he wants me to take a picture…I don’t know! I’m just doing what I’m told!”

Fenton glared at Skulker from the corner of his eyes as best he could. “You’re a real piece of work, you know that?”

“I know.” Skulker grinned viciously down at him. “It’s part of the fun.”

Fenton heard the camera on his phone make an artificial shutter sound and clenched his jaw, the wound on his cheek shrieking.

“O-okay,” Paulina stuttered. “I’m sending it.” She pressed the phone to her ear again. “Did you get it yet? Danny’s bleeding really bad. If you can find Danny Phantom, tell him we need his help!”

Skulker tipped back his head and laughed. “Yes! Tell Phantom to come at once!”

“Oh!” Paulina exclaimed. “You got it? Yeah, it’s a lot of blood, but—” Her expression froze. Her eyebrows furrowed and she pulled the phone away from her ear so she could glare at it. “He hung up on me!”

Skulker chortled. “Excellent! He will rush over here at his fastest speed, don’t you think, human whelp?”

“Probably,” Fenton bit out through his clenched teeth.

Skulker removed his boot from Fenton’s chest, and Fenton didn’t waste any time rolling onto his stomach. He frantically pushed himself onto his hands and feet and scrambled toward his classmates huddled by the door. They backed away from him like he had some sort of disease. Skulker fired something at him—a net—and Fenton crashed to the ground again. He screamed his frustration and struggled against the ropes. Kicking. Pulling. Twisting.

“Damn it!” he howled.

Skulker laughed delightedly at his efforts. He stomped toward Fenton, his mechanical boots making hissing, clicking noises as he approached. “I see you are as fierce as ever, whelp.” He grabbed ahold of the net and lifted Fenton into the air. Fenton hissed as his weight caused the thin ropes to bite into his skin. “But woefully weak. I wonder…if I tied to you to your other half, would you slow him down?” His grin grew more vicious. “That would make for an interesting game.”

Fenton wiggled in the net, trying to get comfortable as he glared at Skulker. “You’ll have to catch him first.”

“It’s only a matter of time, now. His protective instincts and weakness for you shall be his downfall this day.”

Fenton growled through his teeth and kicked Skulker’s chest as best he could through the net.

Skulker snorted. “That tickled…”

“Are you guys sure this was a good idea?” Nathan asked anxiously. “I mean, inviting another ghost here? Isn’t that just going to result in this classroom turning into a battlefield?”

Fenton’s classmates murmured uneasily to each other.

“Not if Phantom gets here first,” Dash declared, his voice only trembling slightly. “He beat this ghost before! He can do it again, no problem!”

“Would you like to tell them, or shall I?” Skulker asked Fenton in an almost conversational tone.

Fenton scowled at him and slumped in his unwelcome hammock. All of his and Phantom’s efforts to keep whatever was building between them secret until they could figure things out for themselves had just been shattered by Skulker’s attack. “Fine,” he grumbled. “Go ahead. They’ll find out when he gets here, anyway…”

Skulker threw his arms outward, Fenton and his net swinging from his fist. Fenton hissed his name in complaint, but Skulker ignored him. “I am Skulker!” Skulker declared in a ringing voice they probably heard from several classrooms down. “The greatest hunter in all the realms! I have vowed to capture the ghost child known as Danny Phantom, and now thanks to all of you and Phantom’s other half…” Skulker raised the net and grinned victoriously at Fenton’s scowling face, “my prey is at this moment speeding toward my trap…”

The quiet that fell over Fenton’s classmates was deafening, tension adding an oppressive pressure to the air so that it felt like Fenton was suffocating.

It was broken by Paulina.

“No!” she screamed. Fenton flinched, assuming her reaction had to do with him and Phantom’s feelings for each other, but Paulina proved him wrong as she fumbled with Fenton’s phone. “No, no, no!” She pressed the phone to her ear. “Pick up, pick up, pick up! Don’t come here, Ghost Boy! Don’t come!”

Skulker laughed. “It’s far too late for that! I have studied my prey well. His temper is always at its most irrational when one he cares for has been harmed.”

Fenton pushed against the confines of his net again. “You bastard,” he growled.

“It’s just Fenton,” Dash said weakly. “Phantom wouldn’t risk everything just for Fenton, would he?”

“But Danny is his ‘other half,’” Mikey pointed out. “That’s what the robot called them. It might be a ghost thing? Danny could be special to him.”

“What, like soulmates?” Kwan asked, sounding almost intrigued.

“It’s Fenton!” Dash gestured at Fenton’s hunched form inside the net. “Just look at him! There’s no way he could be Phantom’s…other half. Soulmate. Thing. No!”

Others murmured their assent.

Fenton groaned. “I can’t decide if being called Phantom’s soulmate is better or worse than the alternative,” he whispered.

“Better,” Skulker whispered back. He lifted his other arm and stared at the screen on his wrist, only partially listening to the humans. “It’s far more amusing.”

“Yeah, for you.”

“Excuse me?” Amanda shoved Dash’s shoulder and pointed at Fenton. “Danny can’t be Phantom’s soulmate?’ Who here has been acting like a total badass? Who just bantered with a ghost while they were threatening him? Who got his cheek slashed because he was trying to be a hero? Like, uh, hello? Are you guys blind? They’re practically the same person!”

“Oh, for fuck’s sake,” Fenton groaned.

Skulker chortled.

“Fenton is nothing like Phantom!” Dash objected, sounding offended.

Fenton struggled in his net and searched the classroom for signs of Skulker’s trap. The only thing Skulker had activated were the glowing bars in front of the door and windows, but that was just to keep the humans trapped in the room, wasn’t it? That was why they only blocked physical exits and not the walls or ceiling.

Fenton narrowed his eyes. None of his classmates had actually touched the bars, they had only backed away from them. Skulker might have used the bars for the fear factor, not as a true barrier, and if that were the case, it made sense for them to only block the door and windows. He only needed to stop the humans from getting or receiving help.

“Hey!” Fenton shouted. “Someone run through those bars and get Sam and Tucker!”

His classmates stared incredulously at him. None of them moved an inch.

“It’s far too late for that as well,” Skulker said gleefully. “My prize shall be here in five, four, three, two…” he paused dramatically, “one.”

Phantom flew through the ceiling, his hands already coated with green energy. His head jerked left and right as his eyes searched the room, coming to a stop on Fenton in his net. His eyes widened and his jaw clenched. Fenton swore. His classmates shouted, some cheering Phantom’s name, others screaming for him to run, but Phantom’s eyes narrowed and he looked too pissed to think about running.

“Skulker,” he growled, his glare moving toward Skulker, “let him go.”

“That would be counterproductive.” Skulker lifted Fenton in his net and gave it a little wiggle. Fenton grimaced as he swayed. Phantom’s gaze jerked back to him. Something dropped to the floor, but Phantom’s eyes had become fixated on Fenton again. “If you want him, Ghost Child, come and get him.”

Phantom bared his teeth.

“Don’t do it!” Dash shouted.

Phantom shot forward, one fist pulled back for a truly epic punch. Skulker floated back a few steps, and as soon as Phantom flew over the space where they had been standing, a beam of light shot up from a small cube on the floor. Phantom’s eyes widened. Fenton didn’t understand until a vortex began to pull Phantom down into the cube.

“The Fenton Thermos,” Fenton gasped.

“Inspired by it,” Skulker corrected. “I have endured the indignity often enough to replicate its effects.”

Phantom fought against the pull, struggling to fly out of its range, but the cube floated off the ground and followed his movements. The tip of his spectral tail touched the cube, and in moments it sucked him in completely.

“Phantom!” Fenton and his classmates shouted. He struggled against his net, pulling on the ropes and kicking his feet outward.

Skulker laughed his triumph as he walked toward the cube. Fenton stared in horror at the little black box, his chest aching. Phantom had been captured because of him. It wasn’t over, not by a long shot, but…it wasn’t looking good. Skulker bent down and picked up the cube. He looked between it and Fenton, a wide, vicious grin splitting his face.

Fenton glared at him. “What?”

“How long has it been, human child?” Skulker asked him. “Two years?”

“Just about,” Fenton mumbled.

“It has been a long hunt…”

It’s not over yet, Fenton thought. He tried fitting his fist through the gaps between ropes, but it was no good. The holes were too small. “You cheated!”

Skulker’s eyes narrowed. “Cheated?”

“Cheated!” Fenton repeated.

“I baited and set a trap!”

“You cheated!” Fenton looked at his classmates. They were muttering and staring at the black cube in Skulker’s hands like they had just witnessed something impossible. “Right, guys? He cheated!”

They stared back at Danny with haunted eyes until Dash surged forward, pointing angrily at Skulker, and shouted, “Cheater!”

Starr gasped and exclaimed. “Yes! Cheater!” Her voice took on a practiced tone, and she chanted, “Cheat-er, cheat-er!” until the rest of the class caught on and began to chant it with her.

“I did not cheat!” Skulker yelled, offended, but the class continued chanting. He growled viciously, growing increasingly infuriated by the witnesses to his victory calling foul. It was exactly the kind of pride snatching maneuver Fenton had hoped for, and he waited anxiously to see if Skulker would take the bait.

He did.

“FINE!” Skulker roared. He lifted his arm higher and glared at Fenton as the other students quieted and shrank back from him. “I shall give you and your other half one last chance, whelp.” Slowly, he spread his metal lips apart in an angry grin. “I believe you know how this game is played. Let’s see how well Phantom can keep you alive when he’s tethered to you.”

Fenton sucked in a breath. It wasn’t unexpected, given Skulker’s previous comments, but all the same it was frightening, being hunted. He looked at his classmates. They were his only chance to leave a message, and he shouted, frantic, “Tell Valerie!” before electricity arced through the net into his body. He screamed, arching his back, before everything went mercifully black.

 I would absolutely love to continue this as an actual short story. Like, you’ve all heard of “Danny’s classmates taking a field trip into the Ghost Zone,” now get ready for “Danny’s classmates leading a rescue attempt into the Ghost Zone to free Phantom and his other half/boyfriend Danny!” Ahh it would be so much fun. Valerie would place herself in charge (because she’s actually been through this before, and because she won’t say why they all assume its because she once dated Phantom too which pisses her off) and she and Sam would butt heads a bit on what to do. Tucker would 100% brag about how much he knows about the GZ to Dash and friends like “yeah, that’s right, I’m a badass” but they’re all still reeling over the idea Phantom is 1) gay 2) dating Fento-loser.

Phantom and Fenton, meanwhile, are doing their best to stay alive on Skulker’s island while also dealing with the romantic tension between them.

I would absolutely love it. I have no idea how I would pull it off. Action scenes are my weak point, and I’m not entirely sure how I would sneak all these kids past the Fenton parents, if Jack and Maddie should even be told, if Lancer should go with the kids, or even if they could all fit in the Specter Speeder. RIP my idea lol. I think I might put it up on Ao3 just as a potential story some day? I’m not sure. It needs work, but I made leavemyelevator-alone wait long enough for this prompt lol

[marchioness-caprina]

Confessions

Pairings : Reader x Bakugou

Writing Style : 1st Person and 3rd Person

Warning : A Lot of Swearing

Word Count : 3639

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Y/n's POV

" I Just don't Know what To do Izuku! You're Telling Me He Likes me but he barely even takes a glance at me! The bad thing is that whenever I try approaching him... Or even expressing my Love for him... He screams bloody murder and roasts me like there's no tomorrow! " I complained as I buried my face within my palms .

I was on the verge of tears simply because of a shitty crush. I felt Izuku's Hand caress my head as He stared down at me with a sympathetic gaze.

" There, There y/n. Let it all out " He muttered making me want to cry even more but I wasn't done venting.

" I've been chasing him ever since we were in middle school! Ironic how I give nothing but love but receive pain instead... I think... I should finally Give up" I whispered the last part and Izuku's movements were put in a halt.

" Really? After everything you've been doing for him? You'll just give up?! That's not you y/n! You're the type of person who fights with everything you've got without losing hope! And that's pretty admirable! I may not be as close with Kaachan as I was before but I know for a fact that he likes you too and is just too... Errr... Umm... How do I say this? Uhh He just has a really big Ego to admit it " He tried lifting my spirit up but I was tired. My heart was tired and I just wanted to... Give up or maybe Just Rest for a couple of weeks.

" Yeah? Well you think pretty Highly of Me Izuku.... But I'm weak too you know and there are battles I must quit.... I'll just try to recollect myself and rest for a few weeks Or so, I'll have to set my Priorities straight too... Ya know... If you get what I mean and all " I chuckled trying to mask the pain and it was futile. Izuku can read me like an open book.

He gave me a solemn look before nodding. This little cinnamon roll is just too kind and understanding, he even accompanied me to this very cafe we were in when he saw me looking down coming out of the Dorms.

" I get it, People need to cool off from time to time " He gave me a small smile and I returned it with a grin.

" Hey! You know there's this Carnival That was set up last week and it's their last day today! I had two tickets and tried inviting Katsuki.... I mean Bakugou Yesterday and he almost blew these tickets away.... It would be a waste if we don't use it so why don't we start my Personal Growth and healing by having Fun!? " I exclaimed and Izuku looked genuinely as excited as me.

" Really!? Sure! I'd like to go! It's been awhile since I actually had fun because of all the Pressure and Stress! " He smiled and I grabbed his hand immediately and dragged him out of the cafe and Off to The carnival we Go!.

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" Man! And Don't even get me started on the Food there! Although the Almight Mascot looked Really Weird it was still fun! " I Beamed as Izuku opened the front door.

" Yeah! And the Fireworks were awesome Too! I'm really glad we hung out today! " He bashfully stated as we simultaneously stepped inside .

" And Where have you two gone to? Maybe you shouldn't have came back if you'd show up in the middle of the damn night " Aizawa sensei suddenly appeared out of nowhere making me and Izuku flinch in shock.

" W-why... Hello there sensei " Midoriya stuttered fear ridden as he glanced down at me.

' Shit we're screwed '

" Guys! I believe it was extremely irresponsible to be gone without a word and come back at an unearthly hour! You could have atleast sent one of us a message or even answered Our calls! So we wouldn't be this anxious of your arrival! " Iida Sped walked towards me and Izuku and that's when we noticed that everyone was still up and gathered in the common room.

" We were so worried about you guys! We thought a villain took you or something! "

" Not cool dude, Aizawa Sensei almost flipped and called out a search team to look for you guys "

" You could have told us before you left "

Came the concerned comments of our classmates. It made my heart swell up with Joy and at the same time Guilt.

" We're so Sorry! " Me and Izuku yelled in Sync bowing our heads.

" It was my fault! I forgot my phone in my room! And Izuku was just accompanying me to a small cafe in town... And I invited him to go have fun at the carnival... To Distress.... I didn't think you guys would be this worried but thank you for worrying about us! " I yelled an apology and Izuku was fast to take the blame.

" No it's my fault! I turned off my phone and left without informing anyone and without thinking of the consequences! Neither me and y/n were aware of the time. We won't do it again! We're sorry guys" Izuku frowned as I placed my hand on his shoulder.

With a sigh Aizawa gave us a stern look scratching the back of his head before speaking.

" Look, this better not happen again or else you two will be in serious trouble. You're lucky tomorrow's a Sunday so No school . Just make sure to say something next time and not disappear without a trace "

" Yes sensei! " Izuku answered while I nodded my head vigorously.

As Aizawa continued his Lecture my eyes drifted towards the crowd of my classmates and what surprised me was that Bakugou was Present. He was awake. Did he actually give a fuck?... No he's probably dragged into this by Kaminari or Kirishima.

After a long 30 minutes of sermon Aizawa sensei finally let us go.

In the end everyone returned to their rooms and Before I went to mine I gave Izuku a Hug as a ' Thank you for being there for me ' and I was unaware of a pair of crimson red eyes staring at us.

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The Next Day

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I heard knocking on my door which forced me to wake up and open the door and to my surprise it was Izuku and Uraraka.

" Morning Guys.... What brings you here? " I yawned blinking my eyes as the two chuckled at my messy appearance.

Bed hair, oversized t shirt and drool on the corner of my lips.

" We came here to invite you for breakfast! Everyone is gathered in the common room! You're a pretty heavy sleeper! Jirou and Momo tried waking you up earlier and there was no answer " Uraraka explained but still, sleep was very much alive in my system and I just gave a lazy nod before hanging again.

" Looks like she's still Tired Uraraka, you go on ahead we'll catch up with you" Izuku offered and Uraraka was fast to jolt away a from us.

" Ok! But you better not let her go back to sleep Deku! Everyone's counting on you to wake her up! " Uraraka yelled as she headed downstairs.

I was swaying back and forth with my eyes half lidded and I had a sudden urge to sleep on the floor.

" Still sleepy? " Izuku asked and fortunately I was still awake enough to give him a nod.

" Wanna get on my back? I'll carry you down stairs so you'll have time to rest " He offered while turning his back against me and bending down.

Without hesitation I fell on his back and subconsciously wrapped my arms around his neck and my head resting on his back.

I felt his scarred hand grip my thighs and he lifted me off the ground and started walking.

Honestly I didn't know how long it took him to get to the common room but I was happy I had a really nice friend to carry me like this.

" Wow, Midoriya when we told you to get Y/n we didn't know you'd actually ' Get ' Her " The familiar Voice of Kaminari commented and I was thankfully awake or more like I forced myself to be awake.

I peeked my eyes at him and stuck my tongue out.

" Yeah you're just jealous cause Izuku is Carrying me " I retorted and Izuku's chest vibrated in a small chuckle.

" You two a Thing Now or something? " Mina grinned pointing at us with her chopsticks.

" No Mina we're not a Thing. We're People " I countered and she gave a light laugh.

" Smart move y/n. Smart move "

" Do you want me to put you down now? " Izuku asked as he looked back at me and I shook my head.

" No, I like being carried by you. You're really warm " I smirked and the poor boy's face overheated with embarrassment.

" Oo~ are you sure you two aren't a Thing? " Uraraka Teased giving me and Izuku a suggestive wink.

" So you're dumping Bakugou for Midoriya or something? " Kaminari crackled with laughter and the whole room fell into a cold silence.

As if everyone knew something I should be aware of.

" Me and Bakugou aren't Dating in the first place, I don't think we'll ever be together too " I confidently stated and I could hear gasps and the shock faces of my classmates didn't go unnoticed.

" S-She called him Bakugou and Not Katsuki! " Mineta Yelled in panic as he stared at me with wide eyes.

Suddenly a loud bang was heard from one of the tables. Specifically the Table Bakugou was on.

He had slammed his hand on the table along with his chopsticks and he was seething with so much anger and... Are my eyes lying? Is that jealousy!?.

" I ain't fucking hungry! " He yelled and stood up violently that the chair fell off.

He started stomping his way towards us. I was never afraid of Him.... Well not until Now atleast.

" Deku " He growled lowly and I could feel Izuku tremble.

Immediately, I got down from his back and when Katsuki was close enough I stepped infront of Izuku.

" Stay Back Bitch! " He hissed and I stood my ground.

" No you Stay back Asshole! What is your problem!? Why don't you mind your own fucking Business! " I snapped harshly poked his Chest with each word I uttered.

He glared at me tiny sparks popping on his palms.

What he said next was something I have never expected him to say.

" You are My goddamn Business You Little Shit! Hanging around with Deku the whole Night making me worry about your shitty ass! And now you're clinging onto him like a stupid fucking Koala! Can't you see how jealous I am!? Can't you drill it in your pretty little head that you're Fucking Mine! " His voice rang through every corner of the common room.

Everyone was silent for a few seconds. My eyes were wide and full of disbelief.

" Finally, Took Him a long time to actually confess... It was kinda getting painful to watch " Kaminari mumbled but it was loud enough for me to hear.

" Dude, it was so manly confessing to her infront of everyone. Bakugou is a true man " Came another comment from one of my classmates, Kirishima.

Katsuki was glaring at me his Chest rising and falling at a visible way clearly indicating how aggravated he was.

His crimson eyes held a lot of swirling emotions, Jealousy, Anger, Betrayal and Possessiveness.

" ..... Excuse you!? " I managed to voice out and he tried grabbing me but I was quick to evade his hand.

" No! And Just when I finally decided to give up on you. You decide to throw all this bullshit infront of me Bakugou Fucking Katsuki! No you listen here you Egotistical Haughty Son of a Bitch! I suffered through every shitty insult and pain you threw my way because I loved you and when I'm at my limit and ready to go you give me this!? all you gave me was pain and honestly I'm not a masochistic bitch to accept it with open arms how but my middle finger huh?!. Damn you and your very confusing and petty way of claiming me! That is not happening! You hear me!? So suck it up Bakuhoe and Go Fuck yourself " I actually felt proud of myself but that was the first time I actually raised my voice or even cursed infront of everyone in the first place so their dumbfounded expression didn't really surprised me.

" Wow.... Your girl's as good at Cursing as you are Bakugou " Sero was the first to comment and that pissed me off.

" I'm not his 'Girl' " I emphasized the girl part with a hint of mockery.

" Yet " Bakugou added making me glare at him.

" Fuck you " I grumbled turning around to walk away in victory thinking I had won the fight.

But before I could even take one step forward I was slung over Bakugou's Shoulder hanging upside down.

" Put me down you Fucking Asshole! " I yelled as he carried me away from the common room.

" Hey! " I grab hold of his blonde hair which was surprisingly soft and gave it a harsh tug which earned me a groan from him.

" Bitch! " He yelled slapping my butt making me gasp.

" I should get you mad more often, That was hot " He commented as if he hadn't just slapped my butt.

The nerve of this fucker.

" Put me down!" I growled as he proceeded to carry me upstairs.

" Now don't think I'm done with you just yet. I have to get my sweet revenge because you hung out with Fucking Deku and let him touch you! " He barked as I felt him tighten his hold on my fleshy thigh.

I tried everything I could, from squirming to kicking to punching his back but the guy is a Fucking wall and didn't even budge.

" Stop it Bitch! Save your energy for later. You're gonna need it " He muttered making me react violently. Until he had enough of it and slammed my back to the nearest wall with his strong muscular arms trapping me I'm between with his body a bit too close to mine.

His face was inches away and I visibly gulped turning my face to the side as his breathe fanned my cheek.

" Bakugou I'm warning you. I'm gonna do something YOU'RE gonna regret if you don't let me go " I had managed to say without stuttering and I mentally Pat myself on the back for my strong tone.

" Fuck it y/n. You really think I'd let you get away after Saying all that shit and defending Deku!? After you hopped onto his back like you're HIS!? Well you're Fucking Mine! You got that!? " He yelled making me groan. His voice was too loud and I think my ears are gonna bleed.

" You asked for it! " I yelled back as I prepared to kick him where the sun don't shine but I didn't even get to raise my leg halfway when he pulled me down by my leg and pressed his body against mine even more.

Right now I had no way of moving with my leg trapped against his thighs holding me in place.

" Oh? Was that your Great Fucking Move? Well it's pretty pathetic so kick and scream all you want. I'm claiming you right now " Using his hand he raked my locks down and gripped onto my hair roughly forcing me to face him and his lips had already connected with mine.

His kiss was rough, dominating with a tinge of passion and jealousy. Moving his lips at a better angle his other hand trailed down to squeeze my hips.

I ressisted. I really did but after awhile of him kissing me I melted. My hands wrapping themselves around his neck my chest squeezed with his toned chest. Both of his hands resting on my waist as I stood on my tippy toes kissing him back with the same intensity.

Opening my mouth to give him access he didn't waste a second to slip his tongue inside my claiming his new domain. His tongue wrestled with my own and soon gaining dominance as he continued the rough kiss.

It was a very angry kiss with lots of jealousy coming from him.

When we finally pulled away breathless and panting his intense crimson orbs pierced mine a smug smirk slowly rigging on the corners of his mouth.

" Still refusing me after that? After you willingly kissed me back? After clinging onto me for dear life? " He was either mocking me or teasing me but either way it pissed me off.

" Katsuki I'm gonna rip your throat off if you keep that up " I glared at him but I guess actions spoke louder than words because my neck was still wrapped around his neck and my body still pressed against his.

" Yeah right and a moment ago you called me Bakugou now look who's calling me Katsuki again " He sneered and I tried retreating my hand away from his neck to push him away but he beat me to it; grabbing my arms and using it as leverage to pull me closer towards him.

" I know I did some pretty fucked up shit. I'm not the best person at expressing these shitty feelings I have for you but I will make it up to you, I'm s-soow.... S-sooo.... Rrr... Eeyyyy " The way he forced out a ' I'm sorry ' got me laughing so hard .

He didn't appreciate that because his cheeks were tinted red form embarrassment and anger.

" You Fucking bitch! Don't laugh at me! I'm trying! " He yelled as I continued laughing.

Yeah, seeing him like that was new and hilarious.

My laughter was cut off when I felt his warm lips press a kiss on my cheek.

He looked to his side his eyes avoiding mine.

" Don't Fucking laugh cause I mean it though.... I'll make it up to you.... " He muttered the faint red color of his cheeks still present.

A smile formed on my lips as I stared at him fondly. A small pinkish tint coating my own cheeks but me being me I ruined the moment with a bitchy remark.

" Yeah why don't you practice saying Sorry first while not sounding like you were about to take the biggest shit of your life " I retorted and because of that I began laughing once again and he was raging. Screaming at me to stop laughing but I couldn't help it. He did deserve it after all.

I'm pretty sure I'll get more of my little revenge in the future....

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Bonus :

" Deku.... I know you care about those two and You're a hardcore shipper but... What you did though... Was it on purpose? " Uraraka asked taking another bite of her pancakes as they listened to the two bicker.

" Who knows " Izuku answered with a contented smile on his face.

" Huh... You're a bit suicidal for doing that but I respect you man. Bakugou finally confessed it was getting pretty sad to watch him act all tough and pretending he doesn't like her " Sero chuckled.

" Hopefully those two will stay strong from now on... " Momo took a sip of her tea and everyone silently agreed with her.

" So.... Do you think they're Fucking? " Mineta suddenly brought up the topic which caused Tsu to slap him with her Tongue.

" Mineta-kun you're being a pervert again" Tsu muttered staring at the purple headed boy.

" Hahahahha! " Denki and Mina suddenly came down stairs holding a camera.

" You guys wanna see what they were doing upstairs? " Denki asked while laughing.

" Dude, invading other people's privacy is Not manly " Kirishima stated bit he couldn't help but be curious.

" .... What happened though? " Kirishima asked taking a peek at the camera.

" Oh you know, They kissed and Bakugou tried saying sorry but it was an epic fail! " Mina laughed and on cue Y/n came running down with an in raged Bakugou trailing hot on her tail.

" Come Back here! " Bakugou barked trying to grab hold of the girl.

" I was being honest when I said you need practice in saying sorry! You look like you're about to shit Bricks! " She yelled merely avoiding the hand of Bakugou that was centimeters away from holding her.

" Drama and Breakfast in the morning sure is pretty Good. But Drama, Breakfast and Comedy in the Morning is The best! " Denki chuckled watching the two interact.

" Oh boy... I have a feeling everything is going to be a lot more louder here than usual " Izuku sighed .