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snexy-the-snail · 3 years ago

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Such as this wip that's been sitting in my Google drive for... oh shit 3 years-

Baby Stark Do do(Part 1)

Tony had a strange feeling about the meeting he was invited to hosted I Japan but pushed it aside after Pepper forced him to go despite his conplaints. He had been before with the same people and still shuddered at the memory of eating live octopus but relations were important and they were a large client of their easy to use products.

“Shake it off, nothing bad is going to happen.” He grumbles to himself as he fixed his sleeves. He had to admit he felt incredibly guilty about the idea of eating the poor thing alive which meant he would try everything he could to not condemn an innocent sea life to an unnaturally cruel death.

>Ah Stark! It is nice to see you again, come come.< His host greets excitedly leading him to the table. Tony mentally groaning when he saw the dishes with squirming tentacles. His was different though, a cup rather than a fish, decorated designs on it.

>I have to say I wasnt expecting octopus again.< He says calmly as he takes his seat, the other members taking their seats infront of the dishes. Much to his relief they weren't living anymore, maybe his wasn't either.

>We got you something special, it isn't exactly octopus.< the host says plucking his own octopus up with chop sticks. Tony riases a brow at that and popped his lid off of the cup his heart nearly stopping when a tiny and terrified face peered back at him. There was no way he was leaving without saving this kid..even if it was risky and going to be utterly terrifying for the kid and they would probably eat him if he didnt. If he drank enough water there shouldn't be any ill effects.

Peter wasnt sure what was happening after he had been caught by weird and large land creatures but they stashed him away with other sea creatures that had tentacles like him. He got a pretty good idea of what was going to happen to him when a few of the staff members proceed to kill the friends he had made. He tried to stay away but they put him in a cup and sealed it. He didn't understand why they wanted to eat him! They looked like him just..odder

“Please please no! Please.” He tries begging when his prison was opened, trying to climb out, two wood sticks stopped him however, the rude land creature who trapped him with said sticks saying something in the language he didnt understand before lifting him up. He knew that English was a land creatures tongue but that's not what they were speaking!

He whimpers trying to grasp tightly onto the wood as the air form the land creatures mouth hits him. It was strange at how upset the creature looked. He stared back at the creature refusing to let go of the wood. He didnt want to be chewed up like the other friends he had made, or chopped up.

“Please let me go.” He whimpers. He flinches at the sigh of teeth hating he didnt even get an answer. The other land creatures laugh at him making all his hope of being saved disapate. He clings onto the wood as he was lowered down, the heat making him shudder in utter fear. He didnt want to die, he didnt want to be chewed up!

“P-please I dont wanna die.” Peter almost sobs at this point. He squeezes his eyes shut clinging desperately onto the wood as he felt the warmth incase him. It didnt matter apparently because soon enough the land creatures tongue pushed him off, the wood disappearing instantly.

It was warm and slick in the land creature's mouth and he found himself waiting for the next move. He yelps at the awkward swallow surprised he wasnt taken down with it. That was cruel the land creature was toying with him. He sniffles and rubs his face grimacing when it just left a slick trial of saliva. He was surprised when the mouth opened again, cool water rushing into him and dragging him down with ease.

Tony felt awful for the small thing he really did, even more so at the poor things begging and pleading. As long as he kept drinking water the kid would be fine, probably freaked out by fine. He squares his shoulders as he takes a large gulp of his water feeling something cold and wiggly slip into his throat. It wasnt a pleasant experience, even more so when he felt the small thing squeeze into his stomach. God he could practically feel every movement. He quickly finished his glass, asking for another. Might as well make the kids stay as pleasant as possible.

He sighs shakily, resting a hand subtly over his middle lightly rubbing where the squirming mass was. He could do this.. surely the meeting wouldn't last very long.

It was a long meeting with the kid squirming around in his stomach but after 20 minutes the kid seemed to get he was alright. Tony was quick to duck into the hallway the second the meeting ended, pressing the area he felt the small weight settled in. He winces when a startled but muffled yelp sounded out.

"Woah there kiddo, how you doing in there?” He asks quietly as he heads down the hall. He felt ridiculously full with all the water he had drunken that meal but Hey the kid was alive. He could feel the small things tentacles wriggling around.

“P-please can I come out?”

This kid was going to tear his heart apart he swore. He glances around as he heads to his jet, relaxing now that he was alone. “Of course, just give me a second.” He murmurs softly heading to the bathroom.

He frowns and starts filling the sink up with warm water, the kid squirming around anxiously as if he was going to be digested any second. Considering where he was Tony didnt blame him, his stomach letting a gurgle of protest out as the water sloshed at the movements.

“Alright kid brace yourself.” He says grimacing. He takes a deep breath before sticking a finger down his throat gagging heavily a few times before water started trickling out. He grunts slightly and sticks his finger down further gaging loudly before he felt something slip back his throat and plop into his hand. He let's a shaky breath out quickly dipping the small thing into the awaiting water.

He grimaces and wipes his mouth relived the kid seemed alright, nervous and looking around but alright.

Peter almost missed the soft walls and darkness of the area but he was grateful to be out. “So...it’s nice to eat you and everything, I’m Tony Stark.”

“M’ Peter.”

#wip #snex content #baby stark do do #im trying Xd #8/8 #vore day #marvel vore #avengers vore #soft vore #safe vore #avengers soft vore #baby stark do do part 1

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bloodycassian · 4 years ago

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SHADOW V SHADOW - reader x Azriel PROMPT - I have a request. Can you make one where azriel's partner is kidnapped and tortured by people from the court of nightmares? then he gets desperate, but finally manages to find her, he arrives pissed off at the place and at the end of everything is right please?.

Rhys knew Azriel would never forgive him if he denied this request. His brother was practically vibrating with rage when he returned from Rask. His search for you took him to any whisper of a lead he could find. Without another option, he requested - more of a demand but Rhys could see why- to pay Kier a visit. Rhys gave Kier the courtesy of a day of preparation. Azriel dressed in his darkest armor, and didn't hide the way his siphons glowed bright in the throne room. Rhys quieted the gathering with a hand, and Az let his shadows do the work. He scanned the crowd for anyone who looked to be nervous. Well, more nervous than usual in the presence of their high lord. "I think you all know that we have been busy of late." Rhys drawled. He scanned the crowd as well, his mind flicking from one person to the next. "Back left, take him and leave. There may be more that notice you." Azriel walked off the platform, and turned to mist. + The first male to meet his end was the one who spat in his face and promised him that you were already dead. The next was smarter. He saw what was done to his friend and begged Azriel for mercy. "Your mate is locked far below." He quivered in his seat where Azriel had tied him. "But he watches her. He watched over us all." "Who?" Azriel ground out, the tip of his dagger carving a crescent into the high cheekbone of the noble Fae. "Riker, he's below. He's far below, where Kier's magic does not touch." "You've been useful." Azriel nodded, then jutted his dagger into the male's stomach. His hands did not shake. He wiped them on the male's tunic and left the body where it was tied. He had more digging to do, apparently. And Kier was the first person he would ask. + "Who's Riker?" Rhys asked casually, holding Kier's mind in the now empty throne room. Kier's body twitched in defiance of Rhy's control. "I dont-" Kier gasped. Azriel stepped closer to the male, menacing. The shadows crept up Kier's legs. Azriel did not flinch when Rhys' power squeezed the breath from him. "Dont be shy. Tell us all about it." Rhys coaxed. Finally, Kier gave the slightest nod. And Rhys let him drop to the floor, gasping for air. Azriel kept his shadows around the male, just in case. "Riker was a story. A legend from when I was a child. No one has heard of him since the Final Battle of the Prison." He gasped, and sputtered on the floor. When he looked up, his eyes were bloodshot. They still narrowed at Rhysand. "What were the legends of?" Azriel demanded, ready to let his tendrils of darkness assert themselves over the male. Kier managed a laugh, then looked to both of them quizzically. "You're serious." He sighed, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Rhys was not amused. His claws danced along the edge of his consciousness. "He was a horror to all. Not a Fae.. not really. He possessed the bodies of fae to do his bidding. Like a poison, he takes control and forces you to do as he wishes. If its killing, or stealing, or fucking. Anything. You have no control." Azriel's stomach dropped to the floor. He and his brother glanced at each other, and Rhys nodded a curt dismissal to Kier. "Dont look for him. He will use your magic to destroy anything." He warned, giving Rhys a long look before limping from the throne room. + "The shadow will bring freedom to us. We will leave this hole and be free." The priestess said, as if reading from a book. See recited the words like they were Holy. You cringed in disgust. It wasnt the first time you'd heard one of the eyeless creatures say it, but it was one of the scariest encounters since you'd been taken. The dead eyes of the withering priestess were haunting. Perhaps taken was the wrong word. You seemed to just wake up and decide to start walking. Your mind screamed against what you were doing, but you couldn't stop. Your bare feet led you from your bed and Azriel, down the ten thousand steps, and through rocky terrain of the mountainside. You walked and walked, feet bleeding until you came to the small rock crevice in the side of the mountain. You fought yourself, your mind panicked. Your body squeezed between the crack though, and you tried to reach down your bond to Azriel again. A dark shadow that was not him clamped down on your mind. Your panicked thoughts dissipated, and you couldn't remember why you were fighting anymore. You walked expertly down the worn path through the rocks, as if you'd walked it a million times before. The dripping walls let in a minimal cold whisk of air. And without thinking, you walked yourself into a cell at the end of the long hall. And sat in the center of it. The priestess that locked the door behind you was withering. Her cheekbones sunk in, and the opal atop her head was gray, dull. "Welcome." She said, voice otherworldly. + Azriel circled the mountain at least fifty times before he landed. Cassian was waiting for him at the small entrance they had found. "All clear, let's go." Azriel placed a hand on the pale rock and ducked his head inside. Cassian grabbed his wrist. "We need to be careful. Rhys cant help us once we go in there." He gave his brother a stern look. Azriel brushed off the concern, but nodded. The path was well worn into the stone. And there was where Azriel picked up the first hint of your presence since you had been taken. His heart painfully kicked up speed. The blood on the floor was minimal, but it was there. Cassian noted it too, and set a pace too slow going forward. Azriel wished he could let his muscles be free to run straight down the long hall and find you. He listened to his brother though, trusting him more than his instincts. The sight of you was the biggest relief he'd ever had. Then, the biggest fear. Your eyes were dull, hollow. He tried reaching for your bond, but it was gray and limp. Like there was nothing at the other end of it. He called for you, then he was screaming down the tendril that once was light and happiness. And nothing called back. Cassian's breath caught in his throat, Azriel turned to his brother. Shock was there in his eyes, and gut wrenching terror.

A dark spindling shadow was curling around him, seeping the hazel from his eyes and replacing it with the same dull gray that stained yours. He was frozen. As hard as he tried, Cassian couldn't fight the tinging fog that possessed him. It crept into his mind "Hello, lord of bloodshed...." They whispered to him.

Azriel threw himself at his brother, knocking the shadows away with his siphons. His own dark mist fought the fog that slowly filled the room. The fight was intense between them, Az's darkness was losing. They sputtered to life and kept them at bay while Cassian recovered from the shadowsinger's blow. "Go. Take my mate and run." Azriel growled at him. Cassian's eyes went wide, and he glanced to the cell where you sat. He and Azriel went into action at the same time, Azriel striking the dark figure that seeped down from the ceiling. Human in shape, but it revelaed nothing beyond that. It was a ghost, a large demon waiting to strike. It hovered over the Illyrians, and they began a fight against a shadow itself.

It was a trap. Idiot. His mind screamed at him. Cassian blasted his shield out, knocking your cell door out of the way. You didn't move. Az's stomach flipped, his eyes piercing you. But you did not feel it. You didn't feel a damned thing, even as your mind thrashed against the control the demon had. "Shadows will free you...." The dark tendrils whispered into your mind. Then, the room went totally dark. Ravik's power coursed through the ancient stone walls. Cassian barreled into the fight with his brother, shoving the dark figure back. The black clouds swirled around their fighting forms. It grew and grew until Az couldn't see his own siphons anymore.

He gave a final scream down your bond, latching on to that link and pulling. Then he saw the fog there. The layer that overtook your thoughts. "Spread this sickness. Spread the knowledge. Love the Master." They chanted. It made his stomach coil. He went deeper into your mind and pushed, pushed out and kept that shadow away long enough for you to do the rest yourself. You shoved and fought and kicked it away. Your mind was exhausted, but you held onto Az's cool grip like it was a tether to reality. Then, you saw everything clearly again. The darkness that encapsulated the two Illyrians avoided you. Like a bubble, they spared you from the blindness that kept Az and Cas from killing their target. You saw the golden sword strapped to Az's back instead of Truth Teller. And the reason they freed you instead of fighting first became clear. You took the sword from its sheath and shoved it into the figure between the brothers. Morrigan's sword sputtered light through the dark folds of the shadows. It hissed and popped, then.. it was gone. The shadows consumed it, then the golden light started seeping from every corner of the room. The light was blinding, then it was ringing. The piercing sound rattled the floor, then the walls. The sound of rock cracking and reforming was loud only for a second. Az felt the blood running down his jaw from his ears. His shadows turned him into wind itself. He took you and Cassian with him, and led him winnowed out of the crumbling mountainside. His wings flared, keeping you from plummeting to the ground together on the exit. Cas was right beside him, used to the strange feeling of Azriel's form of winnowing. The ground shook where you landed on the coast line. The morning light shone through the dust that erupted from the top and side of the mountain. The house of wind on the diagonal side remained intact. But the opposing side collapsed, rolling boulders and trees and dirt all the way down to the ocean. The waves could not stand against such a force. Cassian kept a shield up just in case. Cries of terror sounded from Velaris. Az fell to his knees in the wet sand, and hid his face in his palms. "Az... It's okay." You breathed, falling to his side with him. "Where's-" "He's gone. I can feel it. You killed him." You said with a hysterical laugh. The memories of being locked in the cell seemed dim now. Azriel stared at the trees and dirt falling, revealing the inside of the mountain that bordered Velaris. He tugged on the bond and you smiled, pulling him close to you. He rested his head on your shoulder as you observed the destruction together. "I'll check for any injured..." Cassian took off, flying high above the ruins once they settled. Winged pets of the Hewn city began flying out of the mountain. Rhys was landing beside you and Az in an instant. "This is coming out of your paychecks." He said with a smile. Az couldn't spare one back. The terror of what he had released into Prythian dampened the mood. "We killed it. We did this." You spoke softly to him. Trying to ease the guilt he felt. He brushed you off. "As if you had a choice. It was a trap for Cass and I. One that I fell into so easily that-" You shook him through the bond, jarring him out of his despair. "Dont be so self centered." You thought, the tingle of a wink flowing through you. His feelings were a mask to you. "Dont do that." You were getting more and more frustrated with him by the second. You caught him by the hand and wrapped around him in the sand, not caring if you got dirty. The ocean behind you roared and crashed, fighting against the new land that had spilled into it. "He already owes Mor another sword, take it easy on him." Cassian joked with the high lord. He landed with a softness that left the sand dry where his wings swooped down. The sheer power of him was waiting for its turn to be let loose. You could tell by those siphons flaring repeatedly. Az's were dull. You clamped down on your frustration. Cassian began his report. "Some of the.. darker monsters wont live. But the smarter ones are already tunneling down. The court of Nightmares seems to be waiting it out." He spoke with expertise, staring as the dust settled on the mountainside. The four of you stared at the ruined hillside for a long while. There were no injuries. No deaths. the cave in was so far from the borders of the Hewn city that the worst damage done was a few broken sculptures inside the throne room. The dust finally settled and you still watched, even as night fell. Rhys left to deal with the repercussions of the madness, but Azriel stayed wrapped around you, peeking at the ruin every now and then. He tried to hold back the waves of fear and shame that threatened to overtake him. You felt them there, and didn't push him. Cassian's breath caught. Then, a few brave souls ventured out of the tunnel systems that had been exposed. You watched tensely, observing how the group behind them reacted. They marveled at the twilight sun setting over the ocean. Rhys flew high above them, circling. Ready to destroy if they threatened the city. After a few moments of staring at the ocean and outside world, they turned back inside. The high lord landed besides you again, his power blooming from him. Waiting to be released. Rhys sighed, and folded his wings in. "The court of nightmares just may be the new twin city of Velaris."

#ACOTAR FIC #AZRIEL X READER

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obsessive-ego · 4 years ago

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Talking in you sleep

Musical beetlejuice x reader

Reader says Beetlejuice's name 3 times in their sleep, but hes already in their home

Sfw

Idk been thinking about this for ages

Just a small fic

It was an accident

It was no secret to anyone that you talk in your sleep, not full sentences, just a word or two, nothing too abnormal, you didn't know about this little quirk of yours until a certain foul mouthed undead demon wormed his way into your life, he was the one who told you.

...

"Ya know you chatter on in your sleep?" He'd chuckle as if he found something truly embarrassing to bug you about.

"How'd you know? Am I that loud you can hear me in the livingroom?"

"Nah, I watch you sleep" he said it so plainly as if it wasnt super creepy.

The ghoul eventually upped his late night habits from watching you sleep, to sleeping in the same bed as you, he did this so often you stopped setting up the couch for him and just accepted your fate to be spooned every night by a creepy old dead guy who you may or may not have a crush on

...

The nights you've babbled in your sleep always brought on annoying mornings of beetlejuice teasing you, probably lying through his teeth over how you moan his name in you sleep to get you worked up for his own amusement, unfortunately you couldnt prove you didnt since your dreams never really stuck with you long after waking.

Hell with your late night chatter you even manged to summon beej once in your sleep, a night he was spending over at the Deetz, you manged to say his name 3 times in a row, spoken, unbroken, in your sleep, and boy was your face red when you woke up and saw the bastard in question sitting inches from your face with the widest shit eating grin you've ever seen on his face, that was an instance you couldnt deny saying his name in your sleep and dreaming about him, you missed him, of course you think about the demon when you two are apart, even the few days he's with the Deetz and the maitlands.

Tonight wasnt one of those nights, beetlejuice has spent the entire day glued to your side, chatting your ear off about all the scares he and lydia pulled in your absence, his stories always made you smile, the way he practically glowed green with excitement as he retold his showmanship to you.

The night went on with bad jokes and fun stories as the demon filled you in on all the fun you missed while you were doing boring adult breather things and how the two of you should mess with some unlucky breathers so he could show you how amazing he truly was, as if you needed proof that the ghoul was a ham who loved to show off.

As the two of you sat on the couch laughing away, forgetting the movie that basically became White noise to your conversation, a yawn escapes your lips

"Getting tired babes? Am I really that boring" the ghoul teased pinching you cheek

You groan and pull away "well, yeah, unlike you mister freeloader, I worked all day" you shrug before letting out another yawn

"Freeloader? Oh sugar, your words hurt" the ghoul fakes hurt, giving you an over exaggerated gasped face, with his hands over where a person's heart would be "I thought we had the mutual understanding that I was your trophy husband"

You give the demon a soft laugh "you wish-"

"Every night baby~" he purrs pink stripes slowly appearing in his hair

You freeze, it wasnt uncommon for beetlejuice to openly flirt with you, but that doesnt mean it didnt make you freeze up everytime, you werent exactly the type people lined up to date, nor were you very popular growing up, so the sudden and intense attention the demon gave you always made your heart pound.

"Uh, um, I think I'm gonna head to bed" you stammer before getting up "night beej" you mumble before disappearing into your bedroom.

The demon stifles a laugh, god slash satan you were a delight to get worked up, not to mention easy. He loved it, his favourite little breather was always so hot when they were an embarrassed mess.

The ghoul decides to finish the movie the two of you had on in the background, before heading to bed with you, he didn't need to sleep, just enjoyed being snuggled up to that soft warm body of yours, and it was more rewarding to sneak in after you were out cold, bed would be already warm, and with the added thrill of not wanting to wake you.

As the credits roll beetlejuice snaps his fingers and tv goes dark, the ghoul raises from the couch and gives a yawn and a long stretch as if he was exhausted. The demon makes his way to your room, standing outside your door he pauses at the sound of your voice

"Beetlejuice"

It was soft, barely audible, but herd it, guess you were still up, beetlejuice phases through your bedroom door, to be greeted by your sleeping form.

He stifled a chuckle, you were dreaming of him, tomorrow was gonna be great, the ghoul was already busy thinking about ways to poke fun at this in the morning, moaning out his name in you sleep? What kind of dream were you having babes? He could see your face now.

"Beetlejuice" you mumble again in a whisper

"Whoa there babes, you know the rule, one more time and I'm out" he whispers making his way to your bed.

"Beetlejuice" you sigh

"Y/N!" was the the only thing he had time to shout before vanishing.

His shout was enough to make wake you, but not enough to clue you in to what you just did, you grumble out a swear before rolling over and going back to sleep.

The next morning you wake up, a tad confused to not have a snoring dead guy weighing you down, normally on nights beetlejuice would stay over he'd slip into bed with you after you've fallen asleep, using your chest as a pillow.

You dont think much of it at first, heading to the kitchen to make some coffee before getting dressed, you did notice there was no beej there either, waiting for you kettle to boil you give your little home a quick sweep for the demon, nothing.

He's vanished to do his own thing before, he was a grown man, sometimes he'd duck out and mess with the neighbors in your apartment complex, but he would at least leave you a note or something.

You started to worry, what if something awful happened to him? Then it clicked, lydia must had summoned him away to hang out, that had to be it, and with that thought all dread left you so you could carry on with your day, since bj wasnt around you took the opportunity to get a few odds and ends done.

The day drags on into the late evening, you were enjoying the peace as you catch up on some reading.

Your phone rings, looking at the screen you see its lydia, that's odd, she normally texts you if anything

"Hello?"

"Y/n I need to ask beetlejuice something"

"Isnt he with you?"

"What? No-"

Dread returns to you chest, you havent seen him since last night, he left no note, he wasnt with lydia, did something awful happen? was he bored with you? You felt like you were going to be sick

"Y/n?"

"I gotta go" was all you could say before hanging up,

"Beetlejuice!"

Nothing

"Beetlejuice!"

Again nothing, he normally came after the second yell, anxiety for your dear friend make you since to your stomach in fear for the worst, you steady yourself and take a deep breath and say it for a third time

"Beetlejuice"

With a puff of green smoke there stood the ghoul, unfortunately sporting a purple hue

"Bee-"

"It took you that long to notice I was gone?"

"No, I-"

"Why did it take so long then? Enjoying your time without me?!" Red streaks began to show up amongst the purple

"I thought lydia summoned you back-"

"And you waited till now to check?!"

"I DIDNT WANT TO BOTHER THE TWO OF YOU" you yelled back, beetlejuice is taken abck by your volume, you take a deep breath "if I knew why you were gone I would have said something sooner, what happened?" You say calmly gently taking the demon's hand, red now fading away, though the purple stayed

"You sent me away, you said my name 3 times in your sleep and sent me back to the netherworld" he refused to look at you as if you did this on purpose to mess with him.

"Bee, I'm sorry, I would have never done that on purpose, i- i love having you around, and I, god, i miss you when you're not here, with me" now it was your turn to refuse eye contact, admitting such a cheesy thing, you wanted to just die, not that it would help.

The purple hue is quick to leave the ghoul's form in replacement with a much softer pink, you missed him, music to his ears.

"Sugar" beetlejuice grabs your chin and forces eye contact

You give him a soft smile seeing that he was no longer purple, but also when he pulls you into a rather over exaggerated dip and sloppy kiss "so how bout we make up for some lost time and you can make this little misunderstanding up to me, what do you say babes?~"

You only stutter and choke on your words as the demon spins you around

"Would you like to scare some delivery guy and watch a bad slasher?" You finally get out

The demon pauses for a moment, as if to think about this offer.

"Normally I'd be delighted honey, but I think you owe me~ how bout you have to sit on my lap the entire film~" he wiggles his eyebrows suggestively at you, you swallow the lump in your throat, this was gonna be a long night

Bonus

The two of you were snuggled together on the couch, Beetlejuice's arms were around your waist, his head on your shoulder, your bum on his lap.

"So babes, whatever you dreaming about last night?"

#beetlejuice x reader #muscial beetlejuice x reader

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bakugohoex · 5 years ago

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I saw that you wanted haikyuu requests, so I am here!! also I read the rules and there wasn’t mention about “cheating” so hopefully it’s fine. Anyway angst to fluff for OSAMU!! Reader isn’t a very good cook, so she decides to go to cooking classes in secret to surprise Osamu, but since she’s been avoiding him and acting like she’s hiding something he suspects that she’s cheating. It all breaks down when he see’s reader and atsumu together, he just goes off on reader and says like “get out” or “I trusted you” Finally Atsumu says it’s just a misunderstanding and he’s taste testing the practice food, so Osamu goes to apologize and fluffy ending where reader and him cook together! Hopefully that wasn’t too long and too many details😅💛

“i was just trying to get better”

paring: osamu miya x female reader

cw: fluff, angst, language

word count: 2700+

a/n: hey sorry if this took long to come out and it wasnt long at all, the more the merrier i say with detail, thanks love

summary: in which being a terrible cook and dating a man with exceptional talent, you decide to go and get some cooking lessons, the hidden secrets and a misunderstanding leads to a lot more than you had ever expected

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The smell of Osamu’s cooking filled the air, you loved the way the air always had a sense of his love alongside the food. You admired his cooking, the way he ran a business, the whole lot. His world may have revolved around cooking but in the middle would always be you. You had emailed about attending a cooking class every Wednesday night and knew the first class was starting in a couple days.

He happily hummed along to the music that played on the radio. He turned to face you, your eyes staring and admiring the boy. He smiled as he continued to make dinner, he always loved how even without the two of you communicating together you could both just stay in the same room. Watching the other with whatever they were doing, he brought a spoon into the pan, before moving to you, “open wide.”

Your mouth moved open as he put the spoon into your mouth, your mind went wild with the taste. Every flavour being perfect, you couldn't wait to finally learn yourself, properly and surprise him with it all. “It’s amazing ‘Samu,” he smiled back kissing your forehead before plating up the food.

Having already told the boy of your plans on Wednesday night, he was glad you had something to do when he came home late. He offered to pick you up, but your straight rejection left him to not think anymore of the issue. Well that’s what he thought, when Wednesday night had finally occurred a couple days later, he had ended up coming home earlier than usual.

“Hey Atsumu, you outside?” The first thing he heard when he walked inside, he was confused on why Atsumu was hanging out with you. Even if the two of you were friends, it had been odd of you not to tell him that your friend was Atsumu. “Oh, hey, you’re early.” You looked hesitant.

Osamu saw your normal clothes, as he smiled at you, “you hanging out with Atsumu?”

“No.” You knew he heard you, thinking of a lie with ease, “he offered to drop me off at my friend's place.”

“Oh, do you want me to come with you?” Osamu spoke softly, you smiled at the boy knowing you’d have to reject him.

Shaking your head, “it’s fine, ‘Tsumu’s already here?”

“Okay, have fun then.” Osamu muttered watching how you left him with a kiss on the cheek. Meeting his twin and stepping inside the car, he had been left alone without any word on who your friend even was and what time you’d be back. He trusted you, of course he did but not letting him at least send you off safely worried him.

He knew Atsumu, knew how once Atsumu saw something he liked he’d go for it, without even a care for anybody's feelings. He trusted you though and that’s what kept him going for the rest of the night.

“When do you plan on telling ‘Samu then?” Atsumu spoke taking the spare parking spot, after overhearing about your plans he had had to come and help you. He wanted the best for his brother and helping you in these classes was the least he could do for making his brother happier.

“I don’t know, I've got 4 lessons and then hopefully I can prepare dinner.” You weren't a terrible cook, but you were nowhere near Osamu’s standards. He just always seemed to have this magical touch that you never had when you cooked.

Atsumu opened the door for you as you stepped out, feeling the wind hit your body, “you better hope you learn quick then.”

You took a sharp breath smiling at the boy before you both walked inside the building. The sight of others already being inside was surprising not having expected that many. But here you were, apron on both you and Atsumu as you began the lessons. There was nothing really bad about it, both you and Atsumu would joke for an hour, learn the recipes and try to cook it.

In the end, you both were able to cook basic foods and learn new techniques on how to cook. You had to admit it, but the classes were fun, and you thought it’d be fun to join one of those couple cooking classes with Osamu. Giving your dish to Atsumu, he smiled knowing he was getting extra food before dropping you back to your apartment.

“Hey baby.” You spoke walking inside, sweat had formed from being in a humid kitchen and the smell of oil lingered on your clothes but you didn't care only wanting to see your boyfriend.

Osamu laid on the couch switching between channels, his head popped out as he saw you walk towards him. “Hey baby, how was your night?”

You wrapped your arms around his neck, head on his shoulders as you kissed his neck. “Tiring, we tried to make cookies.” It wasn't a lie, but it definitely wasn't true at all, Osamu smiled turning to meet your gaze. He gave a long look into your eyes before bringing his lips to peck your own, he could taste other foods, nothing being the taste of anything savoury. But maybe it was just his paranoia, he ignored it continuing to kiss you softly, he let you come and cuddle beside him. Your head on his chest as you both dozed off in front of the television.

Your Wednesday nights continued like this, Atsumu picking you up and Osamu not questioning it or working late. That was until your 4th and final lesson had occurred, Osamu had been turning the corner to the apartment parking when he saw you get into Atsumu’s car. He could notice that car from a mile away, always knowing it to be his twins, he just couldn’t understand what was going on between the two of you to hang out this much.

Going against his better judgement he texted Atsumu, ‘You got plans tonight?’, it was blunt but how most siblings talked when in a hurry or in general.

Osamu received a message quickly; he had seen the car drive away with you and whatever the answer was going to be. He wasn't going to be happy about it, ‘yeah, hanging out with Hinata and Bokuto’, a rage filled through Osamu, the blatant lie of it. He couldn't follow the car, he just couldn’t but if Atsumu was going to lie about it then Osamu needed proof.

Texting Bokuto and Hinata he asked to meet them, he knew you had been distant, tetchy even. You’d hide your phone in fear of something, it had been weird to see, normally being able to go on your phone just to google something. But you got protective, protective where you carried your phone everywhere with you.

Osamu left the car park going to where he asked to meet the two boys. Just as his own meeting was occurring a relief had washed over you. “I’m so happy this is nearly over; I just want to make dinner tonight.”

The last session was more to just make some desserts, you planned to make it and save it for later on tonight. And with the help of Atsumu’s eyes go to your apartment and make dinner for both you and Osamu. You had worked hard these weeks, practicing and texting other members of the session for advice on how to perfect the dish. Always being helpful in praising your new found skill and helping you along the way. It was sweet and you’d miss seeing these people.

With ease the hour passed by, Atsumu had made a terrible dessert. Having burnt it which made the whole group shake their head in acknowledgement that Atsumu could make some good food, but desserts would never be his forte. He watched you bring the cake out with a happy smile, “say cheese.” He would send the picture to Osamu once the confession was out, you looked so joyful, flour on your face but you showed the cake proudly to the camera.

“He’s going to love it Y/n, stop worrying.” Atsumu spoke after the farewells occurred between the group, all being in a group chat wishing to hear how the night will go with your boyfriend.

“Me? Worry? Never.” You were nervous, you were scared your food was never going to compare to Osamu’s. His was always just amazing and yours just seemed below par, Atsumu tried to comfort you with a reassuring hug but your nerves were still going haywire.

You just wanted to get home and quickly start cooking the meal, you knew Osamu was working late. Having taken a glimpse of the schedule so you knew you had time, but it all felt daunting that everything you had worked for had come down to this.

Osamu never got pissed about you, you were his love, his future but after being with both Bokuto and Hinata who spoke about Atsumu always leaving in a rush on Wednesdays. How could he not get pissed, the fact that you’d go behind his back and lie about being with friends to sleep with his twin infuriated him. He hated how you chose Atsumu, how you went this far to hide a relationship with Atsumu from him. If you truly cared about him then you wouldn’t have let him find out from Atsumu’s friends.

He didn't ever want to see your face again, the vulgar thoughts he had to you and actions he had towards his brother seared through him as he walked towards the door of the apartment.

That’s when he heard it through the door, the giggling, your laugh. The laugh he had loved so much but, in this moment, he hated it. He stepped quietly inside, listening to the conversation.

“We should do it again sometime?” Atsumu spoke leaning against the counter, watching you stir the food.

You gave a murmur back, “what? Spend even more Wednesdays wiping crap off of our faces.” Maybe your phrasing had been misinterpreted but Osamu was pissed at how you had brought his own twin back to his home.

“Yeah, even ask ‘Samu to join.” A horrific face stayed on Osamu’s face at his brother's comment. How Atsumu could easily speak of something as disgusting as that.

You chuckled with a smile, “yeah, we can make him do everything and just sit back and enjoy the show.”

He hated your words, how you and Atsumu were laughing at him, was this how you truly felt about Osamu? The next words seemed to flip something in him, “give it a taste.”

“Mm, Y/n.” The sound of Atsumu almost moaning in love at your food had been taken wrongly with Osamu storming inside the kitchen. “‘Samu, fuck how long have you been here?” Atsumu spoke with a spoon still in mouth, your nerves had gotten the better of you. You stood in front of the pan, the heat off as you looked down at your fingers.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing in my apartment?” Osamu shouted at the two of you.

“Ugh, Y/n…” Atsumu was interrupted by the sound of Osamu’s hand hitting the marble top of the counter.

“I wasn’t talking to you Atsumu, so what, you bring your little fuck home, make fun of me, fuck Y/n, I thought we had a future together. But no you’ve been sucking Atsumu’s dick for the past month.”

Realising it had been a whole misunderstanding you were about to speak, “i was just trying to get better.” It was the only thing you could babble out through your erupting tears.

Osamu disregarded your words, interrupting you, “I fucking trusted you Y/n, I can’t even look at you, get the fuck out of my face.”

Tears had welled up in your eyes, Atsumu tried to comfort you but knew it’d make the situation worse. You ran past Osamu, trying to not cry as much but found yourself going into your shared bedroom. Sobbing into the sheets, you should’ve realised how it looked, sneaking off with Atsumu to cooking classes, hiding your phone and now those prior words, how could you have bene so stupid.

“‘Samu.” Atsumu muttered to his brother.

Osamu was ready to punch his brother but Atsumu stayed firm, “you really can’t let me have anything can…”

Atsumu interrupted his brother in seconds, “Y/n and I haven't been sleeping together. We were taking cooking classes.”

“You must really think I’m stupid for believing that.” Osamu laughed sadistically.

“You want proof, Y/n was cooking this.” Atsumu was being careful with his words, he needed you two to remain together. He knew just how much both of you were just perfect together and refused to let that die away from a false accusation.

Osamu walked towards the pan, Atsumu’s spoon being on the side, he recognised the truth but even then, how could he believe this. Atsumu sensing this brought out his phone, “look at this, dumbass.”

The photo of you and a cake, flour on your face and hair. He recognised the cake to be the one that was on the side and the timestamp being from an hour ago. He felt relieved that you haven't been sleeping with Atsumu, but it had dawned on him his previous words. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

Atsumu shook his head, putting a pat on his brother's shoulder, “talk to her, she’ll understand.” Atsumu watched his twin walk away, deciding to plate up the food for a candle light dinner for the two of you. Already knowing that everything would work out for the two of you.

A knock on your bedroom door came and the sound of shuffling, “Y/n.” Osamu’s voice came through, “baby.”

He saw how you were curled up on the bed, messy hair and tears streaming down your face. Bringing his back against your own, he wrapped an arm around your waist feeling how tense you were. “I’m so sorry Y/n, ‘Tsumu, explained it all and I don’t know how to start earning your forgiveness baby, I regret what I said, I should've asked first, before shouting, Y/n, I just can’t lose you, you’re my world and future and I’m just so sorry and I understand if you want nothing to do with me, I’ll let you have the apartment and I’ll move…”

You turned to meet the boy, his words getting to you. He was apologising and it was an understandable assumption for him to make, but nevertheless you accepted it, “it’s okay, and I'm sorry for benign weird this past month.”

He saw how your arms wrapped his own waist, your chest to his chest and his arms holding you secure. You both stayed like this for a couple minutes, before you looked up to his lips, giving him a soft kiss. He wiped the tears away before kissing back, a warm sensation filled him filled with comfort and his future. He peppered soft kisses across your jaw before getting up, taking your hand in his own.

Once you both were back in the kitchen, you saw how two plates had been set out, a wine bottle bought two glasses and a single long candle in the middle. Knowing it was Atsumu you both were thankful for the boy. Osamu brought your chair out, letting you sit down, his arms stayed on your shoulders. As his lips moved to your giving you a soft kiss, “I can’t wait to try it”

“Be warned it might be shit.” You spoke, watching him begin to dish out the two portions. You refused to even try it before he had, watching him eat a mouthful, a loud moan coming from his lips.

“Fuck baby, should I be worried I have competition now?” You chuckled at his remark waiting for more, “it’s amazing baby, better than my own.”

“Really?” You gleamed out ready to take a biteful.

“It tastes amazing, baby.” He repeats eating more to indicate just how much he loved the food.

You smiled back at the boy; he truly loved your food. You were so thankful and even with the earlier occurrence you wouldn't have changed anything. Glad you had gone to learn how to cook and the face on Osamu’s face truly brought you everything you loved. Your future happily eating something you made, with all your heart and warmth, and enjoying it just as you enjoyed his.

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Put A Ring On It

a/n: lmao tooru would actually beat your booty if you ever date kags

anon request: hii can i have a hc like the oikawa sister reader x iwa but now with kageyama?? like the reader is literally the princess of seijoh and never liked anyone until he met kags?? tysm! u make such a cute ff

requests open!!

he might not smile much but when he does, its the most beautiful smile I've ever seen

king and queen of the court??

lmao im getting chills

so since tooru went to kitagawa, it would be natural for him to want his baby sister to go there too right?

you are actually 2 years younger than tooru so that would make you about kags�� age

you are well-known throughout the school as oikawa tooru’s little sister and people also flocked to you since you got the good genes as well

but you were never interested in fear that they would take advantage of you for your brother or to just parade you as a trophy

anyways

you liked volleyball like your brother but you didnt want to play in a team so you just went to their practices to help the coaches

youve heard about this prodigy setter named kagayama tobio, who was also the grandson of a known volleyball couch

but youve only heard bad things about him

tooru lit rally comes home ranting and complaining about this new kid who is great at setting and you were just like, ‘okay and?’

‘y/n-chan! theres an outsider threatening to take your brother’s place! aren’t you worried for me?!’

‘nii-chan, its just volleyball’

‘just-just volley-! that’s it im disowning you’

while iwa just watches from the sidelines

oikawa just shouting and yelling in front of the fridge while you sit on the barstool while eating a banana, looking unbothered

keeping up with the oikawas part 2

you kinda knew him because kindaichi, who is your classmate, talked about kageyama, who was in kunimi’s class

‘tooru-nii never shuts up about him’

you complained to kindaichi one day

‘is he really that good?’

you knew the talent you brother had and the hard work he puts in volleyball as you were usually the one who woke up at night to help him with his knee pains

so you slightly understood his threatened feeling of this mysterious prodigy who just suddenly enters the team

‘he’s not terrible. maybe its because theyre the only setters in the team so oikawa-senpai is threatened about his position being taken’

‘but as long as he’s not a starting, then no foul done right?’

wrong

unfortunately, you were there to see tooru break down during practice when kageyama asked him how to serve

since you usually walked home with your brother and iwa-chan,

get yourself protective brothers

you were forced to wait until he was done with practice

captain duties and all that

and you were getting tired of just waiting in the cold so you go in the gym to tell off your nii-chan when you see him raise his hand at this tobio boy

‘iwa-chan!’

you shriek and he was able to stop tooru from hitting their underclassman

‘oi! oikawa tooru!’

kageyama looked horrified and was so scared that he dashed off

ngl, you felt bad for him and you knew that your brother was probably just overwhelmed w the incoming interhighs and he was just getting frustrated

so when iwa nodded at you that he got tooru, you went after kageyama, who was tossing the ball up in the air

he tossed it up once, expecting it to come back down but you snatched it right up

he turned to see a girl who looked exactly oikawa-san and he backed away

you saw him step back and you pouted

‘ehhh~? am i that scary to you, kage-chan?’

omg the way you even talk was like him

‘are you oikawa-senpai’s sister?’

hes heard little about you from kunimi

you nodded and gave him a smile before sticking a hand out

‘oikawa y/n, at your service’

‘ah, k-kageyama tori-bio’

you giggled at his flustered look

‘what is it? torio? tobio?’

ofc you already knew but he was so cute to tease

‘i-it’s tobio’

he was red at the embarrassment of messing up his own name but you thought he was so cute and a bean

you heard from kunimi that he wasnt very social and mostly keeps to himself or the volleyball team

‘sorry about my nii-chan, kage-chan. hes just stressed right now. dont worry, he’ll come around. i’ll make it up to you in his place, okay?’

your eyes scrunched up as you smiled to try and diffuse the situation and save your brother’s arse

he owes you

‘its okay. its also my fault for pestering him about it so i should apologize’

omg this boy is ADORABLE

DLKAFDKLJAFALSFEJISLKDJ

‘tobio-chan!’

you shrieked before hugging him and nuzzling your face into his shirt

‘youre so sweet! you dont have to do anything!’

he was actually taken aback by your expressive personality and wasnt used to being fawn upon, especially by a cute girl

he remained frozen on the spot and you worriedly let go, thinking he stopped breathing

‘tobio-chan? did you die?! tobio-chan!’

from then on, you just seemed to see him everywhere

for months you didnt even know this boy but suddenly, after the accident, you were just seeing him everywhere

from your classroom, you’d see him at the yard with kunimi and kindaichi as they toss the ball around

i will always think that this trio were initially friends at the beginning!

he seemed to be a very shy boy and was constantly trying to keep his emotions on check

but you saw the smiles whenever he thinks the two arent looking

that was probably why you absolutely had the biggest crush on this boy

but you didnt realize that you had a crush on him

you just wanted to help him come out of his shell and help him smile more bc it was so beautiful

so you cornered him by his locker one day and your cute smile made his cheeks go on fire

‘FIREEE~~~~ BULTORUNE!!’

‘tobio-chan! i want to be your friend!’

he was SHOOK

girls never really talked to him, much less his frightening captain’s cute sister

no words came from him as he just looked at you with wide eyes

‘o-oikawa-san?’

you pouted at the formal use of your name

‘haaa?! tobiio-chan! call me by some cute nickname too~!’

you crossed your arms and stomped your foot on the floor

omg no stop this at once little girl

he turned even redder and quickly stuffed his things in his bag before dashing off

‘eh?! tobio-chan!’

his days were filled with that

you were constantly yelling his nickname with a smile when you would see him and he would blush then run away

even during practice, you would basically act as their manager by giving them their towels and water

but it was obvious that you would pamper kageyama more

that irritated your brother

he dragged you home one day and was basically interrogating you

‘n/n-chan, youre not having a crush on that bastard kageyama are you?’

you glared at your brother, offended at the way he called tobio

‘don’t call him that, nii-chan! i will hit you!’

you shrieked and punched his gut

‘HES NOT GOOD FOR YOU, N/N-CHAN! HES A THIEF!’

tooru shouts and thus began the arguments between your fascination with kageyama

but you didnt care because you intend to uphold that promise and reach that goal through

all you wanted was to see tobio smile freely

one day, you were walking to school earlier than your brother when you saw kageyama at the intersection

your eyes lit up and you bounded up to him

‘tobio-chan!’

his eyes widened and he quickly turned around to walk away

ngl that hurted a bit

‘tobio-chan?’

that small voice made him stop and his head turned to look at your watering eyes

‘tobio-chan, do you not like me?’

you were so used to being liked and fawned over your entire life that the thought of somebody not liking you was so hurtful

maybe thats why you liked kageyama tobio though

he was focused on running away from you rather than going to you

for the first time, you would have to be the one who chased rather than being the one running

kags was worried bc his sister always told him to never make a girl cry and here he was, watching your eyes tear up

‘y/n-san, please dont cry’

you watched him walk to you and shakily wipe your tears away

a smile formed on your face at the touch of his fingertips and you hugged him

lmao we really bokuto 2.0

kags didnt know what to do bc if he hugged you back, that would give you a wrong impression of him wanting to be your friend

but he didnt want friends, he just wanted to play volleyball

but he smelled a faint strawberry scent from your hair and he unconsciously leans in, wrapping his arms around your body

at the feeling of him returning your affection, you giggled and tightened your arms around him while burying your face in his chest

‘do you want to be my friend now, tobio-chan?’

you were so insistent on being a friend that kageyama was touched at your efforts

he was just like

f it shes pretty and nice, its fine

he nodded

and thus began a cute friendship

well, more like a one-sided friendship since you were the more lively one than him

you would run to his classroom with kindaichi and eat with kags and kunimi

you would give him parts of your bento and you would hold his hand

thisgirl does not know personal space

one lunch period, you were all eating lunch when you were suddenly thirsty

you let go of kags and stood up, making the boys look at you

‘im thirsty so ill get something. want anything?’

they shrugged and told you to get whatever so you skipped to the vending machine

yall idontknow how to skip so i just kinda gallop

you got banana milk for you and random things for kindaichi and kunimi

but you didnt know what to get kags

you thought you would know since youve started being friends a few weeks ago but you really didnt know what drink he liked

so you chose the only blue thing they have

you went back to the classroom and gave their drinks but you sheepishly smiled when you gave kags his milk

‘i didnt really know what you liked so i got a blue carton because your eyes are blue and they reminded me of you’

kindaichi and kunimi gave you a disgusted look while kageyama blushed at the thought

this folks, is why kagellama tobiyolo is in love w that blue carton of milk

slowly but surely, kageyama has started opening up to you and you were so happy that he was starting to smile more around you

it took a few months but you were finally considered a friend

ofc tooru was deeply unhappy about this and always tried to foil plans between you and him but you were not having that

he was even harsher during practice but since youre always there, you would take a page from iwa’s book and yeet a ball to his face

‘i will hit you, nii-chan!’

it was a shock to the school that you were actually showing interest to someone since you rarely gave anybody else a second glance

and it was to this shy boy, kageyama tobio, no less!

when oikawa tooru has finally graduated, you breathed a sigh of relief

you were bumped up to best friend by kageyama and you always walked home with him

iwa-chan liked you (in a brotherly, platonic way) enough that he would even keep tooru in his house so you could hang out with kageyama longer

also, kags has finally came up with a nickname for you and has finally called you by something informal!!

imsoproudofhimohmygosh

‘n/n-chan, my mom’s cooking tonkatsu tonight. you wanna come?’

he asked you one night and you nodded eagerly, excited at the mention of your favorite food

‘yes! you dont even have to ask!’

you hummed as you skipped down the road, still holding his arm, and excited to meet his family

but to kags, this was a way more serious affair

youve never met his family before and hes worried that they might embarrass him in front of this cute girl

and he was right

when they stepped in, his sister, who was back from college, peaked and saw her little anti-social baby brother with a really really cute girl

‘mom! tobio brought a girl home!’

he shuts his eyes in frustration but you squeezed his hands

‘dont be nervous, tobio-chan. im right here, okay?’

oml he doesnt deserve you

his mom was so excited that he even had a friend and quickly finished dinner

you bowed in front of his parents and sister before introducing yourself

‘hello, my name is oikawa y/n. its really nice to meet you and thank you for inviting me to your lovely home’

‘omg oikawa-chan is so nice! dig in, everyone!’

kageyama met the eyes of his family and his heart swelled at their approval

it made him like you more

waitt, like?

like, as in, romantic?

like as in, i like you more than a best friend?

like, as in, i want to be your boyfriend?

he choked at that last thought and you hurriedly gave him his water, patting his back

‘daijobu, tobio-chan?’

no luv, life is not daijobu right now

he nodded before sighing in relief

one look at your face and all the thoughts started happening again and he turned even redder

dear god, he actually had a crush on you

nah, itll go away

right?

nope

this is a fanfiction kags, youre meant to fall in love with us

at the passing of his grandfather, tobio was an actual wreck

an emotional, mental, and physical wreck

he skipped school and constantly practiced at the backyard and refused to eat his meals, wanting to stay outside with his ball longer

at his second day of absence, you went straight to his house and when his mom opened the door, she gave you a sad smile and pointed to the back

you saw him trying to do a serve only for him to miss and hit his head before shouting curses

never have you seen him miss a serve

you studied his appearance and your hands trembled

his eyes were red with even more red around his eyes, chapped lips from the constant biting and the bruised knuckles from probably punching something

the last time you saw him was at the funeral after he asked you to go with him and you were so worried that he would turn out like this

‘tobio’

you softly called out and he paused, not moving to get the ball

he heaved a wheeze before choking out a sob

you ran straight to him and gathered him in your arms, cradling the back of his head to your shoulder

throughout your friendship, tobio has never been so affectionate

but right now, you were the only thing that made everything seem normal and he held on to you, so afraid that you might disappear too

as if knowing his concerns, you ran your hands through his hair

‘sshhh, it’s okay. im right here. im not going anywhere, tobio. im right here, okay?’

even you were hurting

everything started because you thought he was beautiful when he smiled so you made it your mission to keep that smile alive forever

but when hes sobbing and in pain, it gives more value to that smile because underneath all that, he was just a shy little boy who had a passion of volleyball

you didnt want to say anything to him but everyone knew that he wasnt exactly the same tobio

if anything, he was much harder with himself and trained even harder

he was staying later in the gym and he was starting to snap at everyone, even kindaichi and kunimi

they got into a massive fight during practice and everyone went home angry but he stayed after, putting his frustrations into doing jumping serves

you watched from the sidelines and when you saw him fall, you rushed over and gently patted his face to get rid of his sweat

‘tobio-chan, let’s go home’

he shook his head

‘no! i need to perfect this-!’

‘tobio-chan, lets go home’

your voice became stronger and firm so he hung his head low

‘you dont understand, y/n. i need to be strong and i want to be the last standing on the court’

you flashed a crooked smile

‘did you forget who my brother is, tobio-chan? i suffered through it with nii-chan so im not going through it again, especially with you. so come on, lets go home’

everyone in the school became wary of the former shy boy who seems to glare at everything and everyone

you were even told, straight to your face, that you were wasting time being his friend

‘ne, y/n-chan. kageyama-kun is so mean so you should stay away from him, okay?’

you glared at them before slamming your book close

‘say one more word and i will shove this book down your throat so youll never be able to utter a single sound ever again’

go off sister!!

you stayed with kageyama, even if he got frustrated and got angry at you, but he was your best friend and youve been friends for years

and you still want to see his smile

tooru was practicing a lot again and your sister and takeru were at tokyo for a trip so you were home alone

so you texted kageyama that you were coming over and he didnt respond which you took as a sign of agreement

so at your trek to his house, you hummed as you swung the bag full of meat buns and cartons of milk when you saw your 3 friends

you were about to shout and raise your hand when you saw kindaichi harshly push kageyama back and kunimi separating the two

‘you-!’

kunimi saw you and hissed at the two

‘stop this right now. y/n-san is over there’

you shouldve known then that everything was falling apart

at this point, you were the only one he let in as his family was too afraid to push him too far

you should be happy, right?

he was smiling around you and only you

only you were able to see such a beautiful thing

but now,

you were not happy with the way he acted towards everybody

during that iconic game in his last year of middle school, he pushed you away too

the locker room was tense and kindaichi was about to yell at him when you knocked

‘tobio-chan, can we talk?’

he wordlessly threw the towel down and hefted his bag before going outside to follow you

omg im getting flashbacks from my shirabu ff from yesterday

you grabbed his hand and pulled him in for a hug

youve given him many hugs before but this time, it was so strong and different than the others

his arms were around your shoulders while yours was around his torso due to your height and your head was leaning against the place where his heart would be

‘im going to seijoh, tobio-chan’

you paused, gauging his reaction

he didnt say anything, just keeping you in his arms

not iwa-level-bara arms but a healthy-muscular-arms

‘tooru-nii wants me to spend one more year with him before he goes to college and theyre saying my grades are enough to keep me there. but if you dont want me to go, i wont’

‘what? why wont you? its a good school and you deserve it’

his grumbles were still frustrated but he was rather calm whenever he talks to you

‘you wont miss me then, tobio-chan~?’

he could feel you pouting and that made him smile

‘i wont since youll come over to my house everyday’

you pulled your head away with mock surprise

‘everyday?! tobio-chan~! youll really miss me~!’

so you went your separate ways

but you spent every day of the summer together

much to oikawa’s dismay

and during your first day, he was reluctant to let you go

for 3 years you walked together at the same direction to the same place

but now, youd have to part ways at the same intersection

you softly smiled and giggled when he refused to let go of your hand

im busting uwus just writing this yall

my fingers said ‘free reign!’

‘tobio-chan~! i’m going to be late~!’

you playfully whined and gently pulled your hand from his grasp

but he didnt let go, still holding your hand while the other was in his pants pocket

‘we should skip today, n/n. we can go get meat buns and popsicles and-’

you walked back to him and wrapped your arms around his torso, chin rested on his chest so you could look up to him

‘as much as i want to, my grades and attendance need to be high, tobio-chan~’

he scoffed, ruffling your hair

‘once i become a professional player, you wont need to work. i can support us by myself’

bruh hes already thinking they would get married or something

you scrunched your nose in distate

‘i want to make something of myself. i was given a life so im going to live it’

‘but that means spending less time with me and-’

‘tobio-chan, i know what youre doing. stop stalling and let me go to school already~!’

‘no!’

he refused and caged you in his arms while you wiggled and laughed

‘ill see you later! i promise! now i need to go or nii-chan will yell at you~!’

with great reluctance, he let you go to school, pouting and everything

that cute pout he has oml

as your figure became smaller the farther you walked, you turned around and saw him still standing there and when he saw you look at him, he raised a hand

you jumped and cupped your hands around your mouth

‘MISS YOU ALREADY TOBIO-CHAN!’

i reference my previous works constantly

pedestrians looked at you weirdly and looked at kageyama too causing him to get flustered and run to school, your laughter echoing behind him

seijoh was already expecting the arrival of oikawa’s cute little sister and once you appeared, woohoooo

you got your own fanclub of ladies and genitals

they flocked over to your desk after tooru and iwa dropped you off at your classroom during lunch

‘ne, oikawa-chan, do you see anyone cute today?’

‘iwaizumi-senpai is cute, dont you think?’

‘no! yahaba-senpai is cuter!’

‘matsukawa-senpai and hanamaki-senpai are not bad’

we have matsuhana rights in this household

but you remained quiet, focusing on your phone as kageyama complained to you about some tangerine looking fool

‘oikawa-chan!’

that caught your attention and you smiled gently

‘hm?’

they giggled at your rosy cheeks

‘she has a boyfriend, probably’

you shook your head

‘no. i dont’

‘well, do you have anyone you like?’

you thought about it and shrugged

‘ive never really liked anyone before. i dont care about having a boyfriend either since my brother and tobio are enough for me’

that traveled quickly and soon, everyone was trying their best to woo the little princess oikawa

from lunch suggestions to study dates,

they all wanted to be closer to you

but you always refused,

‘tooru-nii wants me to eat lunch with him’

‘im hanging out with tobio-chan after school’

‘iwa-chan doesnt like you so no’

lmao yes

you were famous around the school for the way everyone treated you and catered to your needs to gain your favor

exactly like a princess

the princess of aoba johsai

the princess of seijoh

she ruled the court alongside the Grand King Oikawa and everyone practically worshipped them

everyone wanted them to like them, just a little bit, but you remained closed off to romantic relationships

when tobio texted you about the upcoming seijoh practice match, you were bouncing on your heels in excitement as you waited for them in the gym

kindaichi and kunimi were rolling their eyes at you

the other members of the team knew of you and were confused at your behavior

‘her boyfriend’s on the karasuno team’

‘the king of the court’

‘eh?! boyfriend?!’

‘y/n-chan, can you hand me my bottle?’

he wasnt answered as you shrieked and sprinted straight to kageyama who appeared at the door

‘tobio-chan~!’

you launched yourself and latched yourself to him, tobio immediately supporting you

‘geez, n/n, not in front of everyone’

you giggled

‘i missed you so much, tobio-chan~!’

‘then transfer over’

‘i cant do that! you know that!’

everyone was S H O O K

‘is she,,,, your girlfriend, kageyama?’

daichi and suga asked but the boy turned red before shaking his head

‘my friend’

‘ehhh?! you have friends?!’

hinata shut up i swear-

you cheered him on despite being on the other team

you got even louder when you saw your brother playing and he complained about your loyalties

‘you cheer on for your boyfriend but not your brother?! what is the meaning of this n/n-chan?!’

you rushed to give him a towel when he motioned you to do it for him like you always did

‘i want a girlfriend too’

‘we’re not dating you idiots!’

kageyama shouted from the sidelines to the orange hair kid

‘but you act like,,, that’

you smiled

maybe dating tobio wouldnt be a bad idea

i mean, hes cute, adorable, talented, funny, nice

you could deal with it

‘so youre syaing, we act like it already?’

you questioned towards the grey-haired guy who nodded

‘whaddya say, tobio-chan? should we hurry up and put a ring on it?’

he spluttered, almost choking on his water

‘r-r-RING?!’

‘well, you said youd support us in the future, right?’

‘i mean-yea-but’

‘okay then its settled’

both teams gawked at you while kageyama was too busy trying to not have a nosebleed or a heart attack by how fast his heart was beating

you turned to your brother who was looking like his entire world was crumbling

‘OI TOORU-NII! TOBIO-CHAN AND I ARE NOW DATING AND WE’RE GOING TO GET MARRIED!’

oikawa screamed

yall this is so long im--

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midnightmoonkiss · 5 years ago

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The Lure Of Nightfall

Izuku Midoriya X Fem! Reader

Summary: Boredom truly does hit differently when it’s late at night and you can’t sleep. So, in an effort to make your night interesting, you head over to your best friend and long-term crushes dorm, seeking to play games. But boy oh boy are you in for a surprise.

WARNINGS!: Voyeurism, Masturbation, Very Spicy stuff. 18+!

Category: Smut

Word Count: 2.8k+

A/N: It’s very late at night, I’m very tired, this fic is weird, thank you.

Just To Clarify:

Reader has a shapeshifting quirk

Reader is female

(f/c) means favorite color

Time is night

Can be any year you want it to be

Part 2

A gentle spring breeze blew in through your opened sliding glass door, (f/c) curtains dancing along with it to the soft beat of crickets chirping in the yard.

The moon was full, shrouding the Earth with her calming white glow.

The world looked so peaceful during this time of night.

No loud music blasting from Jirou’s room,

No gremlin noises echoing down the hall.

No nothing.

Just the wind, crickets, and the annoying, ever-present sound of you breathing.

It was nice.

Calming, even.

The lights were turned off, leaving the room beautifully exposed to the moon beams making their way in through the glass, curtains, and the open door itself.

Had it not been for the fact that it was only 11:00PM, and that it was indeed a Saturday, you would have been asleep long ago.

But no.

After a full week of exciting activities and horrendous studies, your body was too buzzed from the unusual surplus of sleep to actually feel tired.

You were so full of energy, and yet, now would be the perfect time to lay down and drift into dreamland, lulled by the sounds of nature.

What’s a teen to do other than to stare blankly at her glow-in-the-dark star covered ceiling, trying to force herself to feel tired?

There was absolutely nothing to do.

A mental checklist popped into your head for the third time that night:

Homework? Completed.

Shower? Taken.

Studying? Finished.

Perhaps you could study more?

No. The subjects you were currently learning in all of your classes were too boring to attempt to read at this time of night.

You wouldn't fall asleep to the pages droning on about something so infuriatingly bland, rather, you’d just be annoyed and end up slamming the hard-covered textbook closed.

With an exasperated sigh, you rolled onto your side, picking up your phone just to blindly scroll through the same three apps you always used to pass time.

How boring.

This was definitely a waste of time.

Oh!

A dorky smile crept onto your face smooshed into your pillow as a great idea popped into your head.

You could annoy your best friend, Izuku Midoriya!

Yes, he was always awake at this time studying!

His devotion was admirable, you sat up with a nod at this thought. If only you could follow in his footsteps.

Then again, he liked studying, and you didn’t.

He always seemed so energetic when you studied together, whilst you were trying not to construct another shitty paper airplane with the homework paper.

Maybe you could convince him to play a game? Watch a movie?

You’ve visited his dorm enough times to know he has a PS4 hidden away in his cabinets.

You jumped up, bed creaking beneath the sudden strain as you went about putting on some socks and a very, very thin slip on hoodie. It was almost like one of those slip-on things that were partially see-through that people would wear at the beach.

Even if you have been friends for years, poor Midoriya never could handle the sight of you in just a tank top.

The weather was never a good excuse, apparently, and it wasnt that bothersome to wear something over you.

It was much cooler than wearing a t-shirt, considering all the ones you owned were thicker than necessary due to them being from cheap stores and not places at the mall or something.

Who needs fancy clothes when those were comfy and fit just fine?

Plus, Seiyu, or ‘The Japanese Walmart’ as Americans liked to call it, was where you got Deku hooked on his horrible fashion sense and love for clothing that displayed it’s legitimate name on it.

You smiled as you finally slipped your white slippers on, he was such a dork.

The only problem left was sneaking out.

It was past curfew, and visiting the boys dorm at this hour would probably get you a one-way ticket to the principal's office if you tried sneaking down and up the stairs.

Times like these are when your quirk truly came in handy - Shapeshifting.

It took a toll on your body when you stayed in a form for more than an hour, but you didn’t plan on being something for more than a few minutes, honestly.

So, cracking your knuckles, you stepped out onto your balcony.

Ah, a distraction.

You couldn't help but lift your head and stare at the moon, not realizing just how vibrant it was tonight, outshining the vast majority of stars. Another breeze swept your hair away from your face, ticking your cheeks as it did so.

Sometimes you need to take a step back and appreciate the little things, right?

But you couldn’t waste much more time, you really, really wanted to beat Izuku at Mario Kart again.

He was so cute when he whines in defeat.

With a giggle, you jumped up onto the ledge, letting the burning hot sensation of your quirk getting ready to work flow through your veins. The bigger the animal you turned into, the more painful it was, but you didn’t need to be big. You needed to be small, a little magpie.

You jumped, a bolt of electricity flashing through your body as your bones crunched around your ears. And just like that, you were now a little black and blue bird fluttering in the sky above your balcony.

It used to be terrifying to try to change whilst jumping, but it didn’t take long for logic to replace fear. Truth or the matter was: it’s easier to change when you’re already in motion.

With a small chirp, you flew around the building, wings flapping every few seconds, suddenly in no real hurry and just enjoying the rush of wind against your feathers.

It didn’t take long to reach Midoriya’s balcony, his bright red curtains easy to spot from a mile away.

His curtains were open partially tonight, though. Good! Maybe you could scare him!

It was pure evil, trying to scare him, but he typically always caught onto your antics before you had a chance to enact them.

He was quite perceptive!

But maybe, just maybe, if you were lucky, you could.

Still, he didn’t typically have his curtains open. And his door was open too?

Maybe he was taking the chance to bask in the moonlight and breeze as well?

His light wasn’t on..

Oh boy.

You hoped he wasn't asleep.

You tweeted involuntarily in disappointment at the thought.

Without haste, you swooped down, wings fluttering momentarily as you perched yourself on his balcony’s railing.

Shaking your wings out and settling down on your bird feet, you anxiously peered through the window.

What you saw shocked you to your very core, and it was hard not to shriek at the sight and light sounds being carried out the window.

Izuku Midoriya, your best friend, long-time crush, sweetest and most innocent cinnamon roll you’ve ever known to exist, was currently masturbating on his bed.

His covers were seemingly half-hazardly kicked to the floor, body arched, completely nude, head thrown back into the pillow, and feet digging into his bed as he furiously pumped his cock, hips snapping up to try and match the pace set.

Oh my god.

“Ah~ Ha-ah! Hah.. Nnhghh..!”

Oh god, oh god!

Why was this so hot!

But no!

This was so, so wrong!

You can’t believe you were watching this!

Your feathers ruffled up in disgust for yourself, how could you stand here, watching this?!

This was a private moment, one solely for Midoriya, and not your peeping eyes!

And yet.

You couldn’t seem to turn your head or fly away.

No, you stood there, taking in the glorious sight and the oh-so sweet sounds he was making.

His jaw hung open, moans spilling from him with every thrust, eyes squeezed shut as he no doubt sunk into the world of his vivid imaginations.

Funnily enough, the moon’s light was shining down on his cock,

copious amounts of pre-cum glistening on his fingers.

He was so cute.. Even now.

A dark blush stained his cheeks and neck, almost completely hiding away his freckles but shining from the tears streaming down them.

Why was he crying?

Your tail twitched.

Was he.. That sensitive? So lost in pleasure that he didn’t realize he was crying?

You watched in amazement as he spread his toned legs shimmering with sweat wider, his left hand now coming down, teasingly tracing his abs just to feel them twitch, fingers gliding through his forest-green happy trail to cup and massage his balls.

His body jolted, more pre-cum oozing out of his angry-red tip,

“G-gahh! S-so g-oo-d! So goodsogoo-D! Ahh!” He babbled, a thin string of saliva escaping the corner of his mouth.

Your heart was hammering in your tiny chest, knowing how horrible of a human being you were being, how opposite of a hero you were acting, but yet it was hard to find the fucks you had left to give in this predicament.

It wasn’t everyday you get to see such a beautiful sight.

He was so fucking handsome.

His body was practically glowing thanks to the natural light and sweat, and by god he was ripped!

You already knew that before, but seeing his muscles twitch under his skin as he brought himself wave after wave pleasure was a lot different than him swimming laps at the pool.

His unruly green locks were plastered to his sweaty forehead, giving you the best view of his face twisting in pure ecstasy.

You wondered what he was imagining with each moan, wondering who he was thinking of with every thrust.

It was Ochaco, surely, or perhaps Tsu or Momo? Mina, even. They were all such good choiced, even if the thought of him imagining your now sudden rivals made bile creep up your throat.

Maybe..

Just maybe it was you..

The idea sent tingles down your spine.

In truth, he was thinking about you.

This whole thing started unknowingly because of you.

You had worn thigh highs today instead of your usual knee high socks, and all day Midoriya's eyes were glued to your perfect thighs.

He was in heaven with every step you took, eyes hazily staring at how some of your thigh spilled over the edge.

He wanted to touch them so bad, feel the soft skin in his palms, massage them, kiss them, hold them open as he sunk his throbbing member into your dripping heat.

He wanted you so bad.

It was a challenge to last this long, waiting till Aoyama and Mineta were fast asleep before he could indulge in his fantasies.

He was no stranger to fantasies about you, often having them a few times a month for nearly two years now.

You were just so perfect and beautiful..

His hand glided up and down his cock faster, the other one leaving his full balls just to go and play with his hard nipples and ground himself a bit.

He was so lost, his usually very observant self didnt even hear the flapping of wings or feel the birds’ stare on him as he worked himself to his imagination.

In his head, you were beneath him, moaning like a slut as he fucked you relentlessly.

Those glorious thighs tightly hugged his hips, desperate to not let him pull away so far from you.

Your breasts bounce with each slam on his hips, nipples red and glistening with saliva as he was previously sucking on them just to hear you squeal from the unfamiliar feeling of teeth and a tongue on your buds.

Your combined moans and the sound of skin slapping against wet flesh made him dizzy with desire.

Your neck was covered in his marks, a sense of pride swelling in his chest at the sight. You were his and those marks proved it. They’d be hard to cover up, the entire class would know you’re his and his alone.

He stared down at your sinful face, tongue flopping out of your mouth, eyes opened and pupils blown wide as you tried to maintain intimate eye contact.

“(Y-Y/N)!” He moaned, body twisting on his sheets.

He was so close, he could feel it.

The familiar burning sensation of a hot coil twisting around in his stomach, the tensing of his thighs.

He ripped his hand from his nipple just so he could rub his palm in circles over his overly-sensitive head, middle finger occasionally dipping down to rub over his oozing slit.

“Ahhh~! Fuck! F-Fuck! O-oh God! I’m s-so! Ghhnn! Ngnaaahh! I’m so close!!” he cried out.

In his head, you were already pushed to the edge, walls strangling his dick as you screamed his name, orgasm wracking your trembling body, fingernails digging into his scratched up back.

His teary eyes snapped open having been ripped from his fantasy, irises rolling back in his head.

His body was on fire, his cock twitched in his hand before the coil finally burst.

“(Y/N)!! Ahhh! AHH! I- I lov! You! Ggggh-!”

He was cut off with a loud, guttural moan, white ropes of thick cum spurted from his tip. His body spasmed, hands now clutching the sheets for dear life as the last rope of cum ejaculated from him, coating his heaving tummy and chest in his own white seed.

Your eyes widened, body trembling as you watched it all go down.

He moaned your name!

He!

He thought about you, just as you did about him!

The sudden desire to stuff your hand between your human legs throbbed in the back of your head as you watched him try and catch his breath.

It was amazing how much he came.. For such a small dude, no less!

His body fell lax, thighs finally dropping down onto the mattress as he just sat there.

You were about to leave, truly, you were, until you made eye-contact with him.

With his post-orgasm clarity, he finally felt the eyes burning into his skin, making his anxious head snap in the direction of the window.

He breathed a sigh of relief as he saw a bird, a very common one at that, perched on the railing.

Wait.

He left the window open!? Oh god!

His hands slapped on his cheeks in embarrassment.

He hoped no one heard him!!

He could be so unknowingly loud when in the heat of the moment…

Sniffing his embarrassment down, he reached over, grabbing some tissues to clean himself off with before throwing them in the trash and hopping up to go and rinse himself off in the bathroom.

He was amazed to see the bird still there when he came back out, watching his nude self walk across the room to his Allmight boxers he threw to the floor not long ago.

Why the hell were you still there, you ask? Well, honestly leaving slipped your mind.

But you couldnt tear your gaze away.. You were so intrusive… but he was so fucking hot.

It was definitely strange to see him walk out of the bathroom nude, and you thanked the gods when he put on boxers. Your body could not handle seeing his flaccid dick swing about, you’d probably die of even more embarrassment.

You hopped back in surprise when a finger suddenly appeared in your little face, behind that finger an innocently smiling Midoriya.

“Hello, little bird~” He cooed softly, voice unusually deep and scratchy from previously screaming his heart out.

Your body was already burning hot beneath all those feathers, but he certainly wasnt helping!

To see him so blissed out, so relaxed after such an intimate thing, it was too much!

You chirped, leaning forward to nuzzle his finger as a good-bye before hopping back to spread your wings, finally gaining the guts to fly the fuck away and back to your dorm.

He stared in wonder as the bird turned the corner, not giving it’s unusual behavior much thought before going to collapse on his bed for a much needed sleep.

Electricity buzzed through your body again as you flew into your dorm, sloppily transforming back and landing on your ass.

You heaved, shakily propping yourself up on your hands and knees as your body burned in desire, throbbing in places previously nonexistent in your bird form.

Not making the same mistake as dearest Izuku, you shut and locked your sliding glass door, pulling the curtains closed as you flopped onto your bed, hand immediately burying itself between your thighs.

It was wrong before, and it was even more wrong now, but at the moment, you didn’t care.

You just wanted to sink into the fantasy similar to his own as you lost yourself in pleasure.

You’d deal with the repercussions at a later date, especially since it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out it was obviously you on that balcony.

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simpsiren · 5 years ago

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closer to you

lee jeno x reader

main masterlist

the sequel

description. you’re in a 2 year relationship with jaemin. the two of you know very well that you arent each other’s soulmates but you still felt that jaemin was the right one for you. that is until you are celebrating your 2 year anniversary with jaemin that memories of you being with someone else in your so called “past life” starts coming back to you, as if wanting to make you realise that your soulmate is still out there.

genre. soulmate au, strangers to lovers au, fluff and angst

warnings. none? except for the fact that reader becomes violent in their words when they’re stressed i guess

a/n. literally got this idea from the flashback tiktoks thats been appearing in my fyp. like ive seen it so many times that i just had to write about it HAHA alrighty thats all enjoyy :D

when the idea of soulmates was first represented to humans, humans deeply believed in it, and would follow the idea of it religiously to find the one that they are truly meant to be with. however, now in the modern day, the idea of soulmates is slowly disappearing. people still believe that the number engraved on the side of their right foot is the time and date that they’ll meet their soulmates, but people of this generation start ignoring that fact, marrying someone that isnt even their soulmate. it left their actual soulmate to either die alone, or having to force themselves to love and marry someone else other than their soulmate.

and now here you are, surrounded by your friends with jaemin sitting next to you, your boyfriend of two years who’s number on the side of his foot does not match yours.

“blow out the candles already!” you hear johnny screaming. you and jaemin turn to look at each other at the same time, giving a smile before blowing out the two candles on the red velvet cheesecake that signified your two year relationship with jaemin.

you laugh loudly as everyone claps for the two of you. jaemin quickly places a peck on your cheek, making everyone smile widely. “i love you.” jaemin whispers into your ear.

“i love you too.”

“do you really not care who your actually soulmate is? you know very well jaemin isnt yours.” you purse your lips into a thin line as you find jaehyun leaning against the doorframe of your bedroom.

“does it look like i care? who the hell even cares? ill be with who i wanna be! i aint gonna follow some ‘oh you’re destined to be with this guy’ type bullshit.” you giggle to yourself as you took a sip the whiskey in hand, despite already being in a very drunken state.

jaehyun walks over to you and snatches the glass away from you. you whine and beg for it back, but you know all too well that jaehyun is not going to give you what you want. you let out a huff in response.

“my god, evaline. how drunk can you be?” jaehyun takes a seat on the chair that faces your bed, in which you are currently rolling on and mumbling to yourself about god knows what.

jaehyun sighs as he looks at you. he’s been your friend for almost forever yet he still cant get over the fact that no matter how hard he tries to persuade you that jaemin isnt your soulmate, you give zero fucks about it.

“i really hope he comes in your dreams or something. if i can’t convince you, then why isnt the world doing anything about it?” jaehyun whispers to himself, resting his chin on his palm as his elbow is placed on the arm rest of the chair.

you wake up with a sharp pain in your head. you wince as you slowly tried to sit up straight. you rub your eyes and try looking around your room. everything is normal, except for the fact that jaehyun is sleeping on your chair. you shrug your shoulders as you let out a long sigh and stare at the door in front of you, spacing out for a little. after at least five minutes of you doing nothing and staring off into who knows what, you gather up your strength to stand up from your bed. you stagger your way over to jaehyun.

“jae, wake up already. make me something to sober up- ouch!”

your foot suddenly hurt, making you stumble back and fall onto the floor. you flinched in fear when you realise the number on your foot is glowing. you scream in pain as you feel as though something thin and sharp is constantly stabbing your foot. the spinning in your head only made it worse. jaehyun wakes up from all your screaming and drops down on the floor to assist you quickly.

“evaline? eva! what’s wrong? wait why’s it glowing..” jaehyun eyes travel from your scrunched up face to your leg, noticing the number that’s glowing.

suddenly, your vision became blurry. you lost sight of what’s happening around you. you dont see your room and jaehyun in front of you anymore. you struggled as you try to squint your eyes to get your vision to be clear. it took awhile for your vision to come back. and when it did, something wasnt right.

it was like you were having a flashback. a flashback to a time you were unfamiliar with. you didn’t remember experiencing it at all. but the flasback looked like memories that you feel a sudden strong connection with.

the flashback was vivid. you couldn’t tell exactly what was going on. you saw a guy, estimated to be around your age, who’s smiling widely till his eyes form a thin line and holding up a polaroid camera to your point of view. you heard him laugh as snaps a picture and the camera’s flash shined your view. you soon focused your vision again onto the guy. he’s waiting for the film to develop. and that’s all you saw. a small snippet of a far distant memory which you arent even sure if it happened.

after that, you snapped out of your odd trance. you feel jaehyun shaking your shoulders with the look of extreme concern on your face. you bring your hand up to your head and scratch it slowly as you tilt your head in awe. jaehyun stops his actions as looks at you wierdly.

“what the fuck did i just experience?” you mumble to yourself, trying to process what you just went through. you look up from the floor to see jaehyun blinking his eyes rapidly.

“you saw what?”

you were this close to slapping jaehyun in the face.

“how many times do i have to fucking repeat myself?! i got a flashback of a memory of some random dude that i dont even know about!”

jaehyun’s mouth remains open in shock and confusion. it took him a few seconds to process your words. and when it did, he places both his hands on the table.

“its a sign.” your forehead creases as you look at him weirdly.

“the fuck you just say?” you pick up your fork and stab it into your freshly cooked fried chicken meal.

“is this the first time you experience it?” jaehyun asks you as he takes a sip of water. you took a moment to think about it.

“yeah it is.” you breathe out. jaehyun only nodded his head. he starts thinking about what he wished for that night had something to do with what happened to you.

“you know what? forget it. i need to meet up with jaemin for our date. ill see you around.” you finish what’s left on your plate, waving to jaehyun before leaving the restaurant.

jaehyun watches your back as you slowly disappear into the distance. “it cant be... can it?” jaehyun shakes his head and continues eating.

“hey, babe. how was lunch with jaehyun?” jaemin wraps his arm around your waist as he leans down to peck your lips.

“it was good. let’s get ice cream.” you give off a wide smile and dragged jaemin to the famous ice cream shop that you were dying to try.

by the time you were halfway to finishing your ice cream, it was already 8pm. you’re weekly ice cream date with jaemin never fails to be extended as your chats with him grow longer and longer with every date.

as jaemin was talking, your mind goes back to the time you had that odd flashback. you wonder what it meant, or whats the significance of it. why did that suddenly happen to you? what can you do to make it go away? because for all you know, you have everything you need right here, in front of you. you had jaemin.

“eva? hello~?” jaemin waves his hand in front of you to snap you back into reality. you shake your head vigorously. “oh shit im sorry jaemin what did you say?” jaemin smiles softly as he repeats over what he say.

it was about 10pm and you decided it was finally time to go home. you would have taken the train alone but jaemin insisted on accompanying you home and going back by himself after. you and jaemin were walking down the street that will lead to your apartment when jaemin sudden opens his mouth to ask you something.

“did you ever believe about the soulmate thing?” you stop walking and turn your body to face jaemin. jaemin does the same, shoving his hands in his pockets.

you shrug your shoulder and placed your weight on one leg. “i used to, but i slowly started to think it was ridiculous and that i should be able to love who i want, not someone im destined to be with.” you reply, slowly reaching your hand out to run your hand through jaemin’s hair. he smiles at your touch and pulls you in with your other arm, hugging you gently.

“im glad to be the one that you love, despite the fact that im not who you’re destined to be with.” jaemin strokes your hair and digs his head into the crook of your neck. you rub his back slowly. “me too.” you kiss jaemin on the cheek and pull away, smiling softly. “come on, we’re almost at my apartment.” your hands trailed down to meet jaemin’s, interlocking your fingers with his and you both continued walking down the long street.

however, for the first time, it felt as though jaemin’s hand didn’t sit right with yours, like his hand didnt belong to fit in yours. you look down at the interlocking hands. you never felt this way before. why did it occur to you only now?

“something on your mind, eva?” you hear jaemin ask. you shot your gaze up from your jaemin’s hand to his eyes, shaking your head as you faked a smile.

weird

a week has passed since that weird encounter of yours. you couldn’t get it out of your head. every hour of the day you’ll spare a few minutes thinking about it. why did you feel so connected to it? you felt eager to know about what i meant. why did a few seconds of experiencing a distant memory would be etched into your mind as you constantly replay what you saw that time?

you found it funny how you were already so deep in your thoughts early in the morning. you lay in bed looking through your social medias for awhile before getting out of bed to head to the living room.

you see jaehyun sitting on the couch, immensely concentrated on whatever’s on the television screen. you take a seat beside jaehyun, looking down, you see him munching on a bowl of popcorn.

“popcorn for breakfast. really?” you raise an eyebrow as jaehyun nods his head and offers the bowl. you take it regardless of your comment and stuffed popcorn in your mouth.

“you didn’t shower yet?” jaehyun asks. you only shrug in reply. jaehyun looks at you with a disguested look.

“i bet you didn’t shower either, now did you?” jaehyun kept quiet as his eyes widened yet still glued onto the screem. you observed his reaction and scoff, rolling your eyes. “idiot.” jaehyun glances at you and chukles, reaching out to take a handful of popcorn.

“what are you even watching?”

“a movie that i didn’t finish last night.” that explains the popcorn then.

you focus your mind on the movie, despite not knowing what it’s about. everything seemed normal until you see a couple suddenly come on screen. they’re apparently at a amusement park.

almost instantly, you lost sight of your surroundings. oh no.. it’s happening again. you shut your eyes tightly as your vision became blurry once again. you opened your eyes widely to find yourself at an amusement park. a flashback is now occuring, this time it was different.

the flashback. it wasnt a memory you’re unfamiliar with. its jaemin. you see jaemin come into view. it looked like you were taken back to your third date where jaemin brought you to an amusement park. you see him running in front of you happily. jaemin was about to turn around, and you remembered that exactly after that he smiled at you. but he doesn’t. you realise that its not even jaemin.

the one you’re seeing now is the guy from your previous flashback. the polaroid guy. he smiled the exact same way he did when he took the picture of you in the flashback. the guy reaches out to take your hand and you’re being pulled towards him. why does it feel like you’ve seen him somewhere? or maybe you haven’t, but feel like you would some time in the future.

“eva? god, evaline! wake up please!” you hear jaehyun’s voice.

“did it happened agai-“

“it happened again.”

you look around. everything was back to normal. you look at jaehyun. but his eyes were fixated on your foot, he looks shocked. you slowly tilt your head down to look at the number on your right foot. it changed. the number.. reshuffled themselves?

“you’re seeing that too right..?”

you nod your head slowly. its getting more weird. the number on your foot said that you’ll meet your “soulmate” on february 12th, 2020 at 7:06pm. but now, it changed itself to become december 6th, 2020 at 2:19am.

basically it went from 12.02.2020 19:06 to 06.12.2020 02:19

“did i space out again?” you look up at jaehyun as he nod slowly, still looking at your foot in shock. you couldn’t blame him. what happen? did it somehow extended the time you’re about to meet your soulmate? why did it happen? what does it mean?

you told jaehyun what happen. and he almost fainted. you let out a long sigh.

“im telling you its a sign. probably the guy you’re seeing is your soulmate.” jaehyun says lazily and he muched on some strawberry pocky.

“then why was jaemin in the flashback too? isnt it weird?” jaehyun nods his head quickly. he puts down the pack of pocky on his lap and blinks a couple of times. you see the gears turning in his head as you assume that he’s trying to come up with an explanation.

“maybe jaemin’s tied to the guy? like maybe jaemin knows him. or the dude’s from your past life and somehow jaemin is representing the guy in your present life.” jaehyun looks down to see his pocky was stolen from you. you nod your head and you continuously stuffed each stick into your mouth and eating them. “urgh i dont fucking know what to do about this!” you groan in frustration. suddenly, something hits you.

“wait. what’s today’s date?”

jaehyun lifts his phone up to check. “30th november. why?” jaehyun asks. “oh wait.”

“you’re telling me i have a full week until i meet my so called soulmate that i dont even know where ill meet him?!”

you scoff in disbelief. jaehyun doesnt respond, only staring at your face like he’s seen a ghost.

“can i somehow break someone’s neck and slam it on the wall for like i dont know, 5 hours?!”

no reply from jaehyun once again.

“oh for fuck’s sake i cant do this! im heading to johnny’s tea shop for my depression tea. meet me there if you want, i’ll probably be there the whole day as my head constantly spins.”

you quickly got up from the couch and get ready. jaehyun sees you coming out of your room with a hoodie and plain wide legged jeans. you only grab your phone and keys and waved jaehyun goodbye before leaving the apartment. jaehyun sighs.

“i might have set her temper circuit short.” jaehyun whispers to himself and sighs, getting off the couch as well to head over to johnny’s tea shop. “literally could have drove her there but oh well.”

when you enter the shop, johnny face lit up with a huge smile. he runs over to hug you but his smile soon fades away and into a confused look when he sees how pissed you look.

“that’s very... interesting.” johnny comments. you sigh and nod, fiddling with the teaspoon in your drink. “yeah well its not going to be fun once jaemin knows.” johnny stops in his actions and looks up at you. your eyes glanced at johnny before tilting your head up from the drink that wrapped around your hands.

“yes i haven’t told jaemin. i didn’t think it meant anything at first but now...”

“you have to tell him! soon! its a sign!” johnny exclaims. you smacked your hand onto your forehead lightly. “i’ve heard that phrase countless of times by jaehyun and now you too? can you please explain?” you whine, scratching your head vigorously as you argrily take a sip of tea.

you were stressed, very stressed. life was going so well until this happened. you dont know who the mystery guy is. you dont know why he’s “memories” with you suddenly come back, especially when you’re in a really intimate relationship with jaemin. the same question keeps repeating in your head over and over each day and it gets more stressful when you try to think of an answer for them.

“no no listen. it happened to my relative. she was 3 months away from marrying her boyfriend who’s number doesnt match hers. and then she started getting weird flashbacks and she said that the number on her foot changed so that she wouldn’t miss a chance to meet her soulmate in the future instead of the past. and the so called memories? they’re memories that you’ll make with your soulmate once you meet them. the world is trying to make you realise that the guy in your flashbacks is your soulmate and not jaemin.”

you kept silent. so what jaehyun said was right. it was a sign to encourage you to find your real soulmate instead of settling for the one you arent meant to be with. you let out a sigh of relief as you finally know the background information to your whole situation.

“that’s a lot to take in.. how am i suppose to tell jaemin?” you frown as you look out the window. you love jaemin, very much. but to be honest, for the whole 2 years of your relationship with him, everything felt perfect, yet something was off. you never managed to pin point what, until now.

“oh i texted him just now when you were talking to me and he’s coming since he wants to see you.” great. you arent mentally prepared to tell jaemin yet and he’s going to arrive here in 15 minutes.

“evaline! johnny texted me saying you were here and i immediately rushed over.” jaemin comes up from behind and kisses your cheek. you purse your lips into a thin line and you look to johnny leaving his seat. he nods his head, in a way to give you confidence to tell jaemin about the whole ordeal.

“jaemin.. i have to tell you something.” when jaemin takes the seat where johnny sat, you reach your hand out to grab his, slowly soothing your thumb over his skin. “mhm yeah what?” you look up from his hand to his face.

“ive been getting um.. signs lately. flashbacks. jaehyun told me that the guy, who’s always the main subject of my flashbacks could be my soulmate. and i might be meeting him soon, on 6th december.” you whisper to him, biting your lip.

jaemin swallows his own saliva, blinking at you a few times as he tries to process what you said. he lets out a long sigh and painfully puts on a soft smile.

“i knew it was going to happen to one of us sooner. ive heard about the flashbacks. its bound to happen sooner or later.” you nod your head in response.

“im sorry, jaemin. i love you very much-“

“its fine. i understand. im glad the world made you realise that you’re soulmate is still wondering around somewhere, and that it isnt me. im happy i got to spend 2 years loving you.. it made me feel good.” you interlocked your fingers with his, smiling softly before letting go.

you could tell jaemin was hurt. like a knife was stabbed into his heart. you see it behind his smile, his eyes. you knew him all too well.

“we’ll still be friends. and i hope you’re soulmate will come to you.”

jaemin only nods. you lean in and give one last passionate kiss on the cheek before hearing the bell above the door ringing, and noticing that jaehyun has arrived.

december 3rd, 2020. you’re three days away to meeting your soulmate. where? you werent sure.

“good morning, evaline.” you hear jaehyun say. you just got out of bed and you were walking to the kitchen when you see what jaehyun was doing. he’s reading a book. your vision went blank.

its another flashback. you start to mentally prepare yourself as yoh want to absorb as much information as possible on your soulmate in the small portion of the memories.

“the book’s is interesting.” you’re hearing your soulmates voice. you try to figure out if you’ve heard it or not, but shake it out of your head when yoh remember your goal of gathering information. you registered the tone of his voice.

he’s sitting on a bed with round gold glasses on, in his pajamas.

your soulmate laughs. the same way he did the first time. he turns the book to you and it showed his phone betweem the pages of the book, resting there. “just joking!” you hear him say. you take a look at the wallpaper of your soulmate’s lockscreen. it was a picture of him kissing your cheek. it looked oddly the same as the picture you and jaemin once took together. however, there was a text above the picture. evaline heather and lee jeno

lee jeno. that’s the name of your soulmate.

december 5th, 2020. you’re starting to mentally prepare yourself. you dont know where you’re about to meet him. you tried coming up with all possibilities. to be frank, you were more excited about whether the places you thought of might be the place you meet your soulmate rather than being nervous.

the three flashbacks you had. it felt all too familiar. like you’ve known this lee jeno person forever. you feel the connection each time.

when the clock strikes 12am, your mind unknowingly decides to go to the park. the park where you and jaemin first met. you dont know why. it felt like your body was urging you to go there. you lazily got ready and headed out the door, of course you told jaehyun about your outing before leaving the apartment.

you had your hands shoved into your pockets with your hoodie on as you yawned. you breathed in the night air, admiring it dearly. when you reached the park, a quick glance at your phone told you that its 2am. you sigh and took a seat on the bench mindlessly after walking around the park.

you sat there for a few minutes, looking up into the sky and staring off into the distance. suddenly, you felt a presence next to you. you turn your head over to see a guy.

“you seemed pretty lonely so i brought ice cream-“

that voice.

“what’s your name?” you interrupt

the guy pauses and smiles. his face, his smile. its just like the one in your flashback.

“lee jeno. you?”

you didn’t reply. its him. he’s your soulmate, he’s here.

“why does it feel like ive known you for a very long time..?” you slowly started to ask as your eyes looked at him up and down.

jeno chuckles. “maybe..” you see jeno taking off his slipper on his right foot and lifting up his foot. you see the exact number that’s engraved on your foot.

“im your soulmate.”

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glassartpeasants · 5 years ago

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Dead to Me

Neito Monoma x Reader

Warnings: Angst, suicidal thoughts, attempted suicide, this gets dark so read at your own risk guys

A/N: Like i said this is one of the darker things iv’e wrote on this so blog so far. Not for the faint of heart.

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You sat in the cafeteria looking across the head of your fellow classmates to see your boyfriend Monoma sitting with his own class. You tried to catch his attention but it proved to be a failure.

“Well that didnt work...” You saw with a grumpy look on your face.

“Man how did you even end up dating him (y/n)? He’s an asshole to the entire Class of 1A!” Your friend Mina said as she gave you a little pout.

“I dont know he just ended up asking me out and now we’re dating!” You said happily. Even though Monoma could be a bit much sometimes you still loved him with your entire being.

You turn your head again to see to bright baby blue eyes looking at you. You smile and wave at him waiting for him to wave back. You hand slowly went down as you saw him laughing and pointing at you.

You never head good self esteem so your mind immediately went to thinking that he was making fun of you. Your cheeky smile turning into a small frown as you glanced again to see him still laughing.

‘Maybe he’s just laughing at someone else?’ You thought to yourself, trying to convince your mind that he wouldnt make fun of you. He loved you...

Right?

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A few days after the cafeteria incident you had begun to notice that Monoma was starting to hang out with you less and less. You wanted to ask him about it but you didnt want to be seen as clingy. So you just suffered in silence as you watched him slowly drift away from you. Your head sending you all the signals to ask him, but your heart wanted to believe that there was a good reason to why he was doing it.

You were walking towards the 1A Class when some upperclassman decided it would be funny to pick on you.

“Wow would you look at this little baby! How did someone so usless get into a school such as UA?” Him and his buddies only laughed as you try to stutter out an insult. You turn your head towards the door and see Monoma walking out, you tried to get his attention, which worked this time but instead of helping you he only turned his head and walked towards his classroom. You turn your gaze back to the upperclassman before getting a quick slap to the face by one of them.

“Speak when spoken to bitch.”

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The bullying from the upperclassman had started to really take a toll on your mental health. You would try to do anything in your power to avoid them but they always found you. You wanted to tell the teachers but you were afraid they would believe you. They planted that thought in your brain as you slowly believed them.

You begged Monoma to walk you to class, hoping if he saw the fear in your eyes he would listen. Much to your dismay he didn’t.

You would always come to class with some sort of new bruise on your body. Everyone started to worry about you, they slowly started to think Monoma was abusing you. Which you said wasn’t the case. When asked who did it, you tensed up and froze in fear, worrying that they may be near.

You finally told someone about it when you were hanging out with Jirou. She had asked you what was going and you finally told her what was happening. And everything that has been happening with Monoma. She looked at you and gave you a nice bone crushing hug as she asked you why you didnt tell anyone.

“I was afraid they wouldn’t believe me..”

“Oh (v/n)...were going to report them. Im not standing by and watch as you get hurt!”

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A few weeks have passed since then and things were finally starting to be looking up! The upperclassmen who were bullying you had gotten expelled since, ‘bullying is not what hero’s do’. You were finally able to walk the halls with being in constant fear again. Your mental health still wasnt at its peak but it was slowly getting better!

But only one more thing still wasn’t looking brighter. And that was your relationship with Monoma. He kept on acting the same way, maybe even worse then before! As much as you hated the feeling you had started to grow bitter. Why was he ignoring you? What did you do to make him pissed at you?

You finally swallowed your anxiety and went up to talk to him. Taking a deep breath as you went up to him and tapped him on the shoulder. You were the only one’s in the hallway.

“Hey Monoma..did i..did i do something wrong?” You said trying to sound confident.

“What do you mean?” He asked. You sense a hint of smugness in his voice.

“Like you’ve been ignoring me all this week...what happened i thought we were doing-”

“Ah ah ah ah, im going to stop your right there. You see my dear our little ‘relationship’ was all but a dare.” Your eyes widen as sadness washed over you like a tidal wave. That couldn’t be tu\rue he said that he had loved you..was it all just a lie?

“W-what? B-b-but i thought y-you-”

“Well you thought wrong dear (y/n).” A snicker after his words. Your eyes swelled up with tears before pushing away from Monoma and running back to the dorms. Not caring if you missed class.

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You sat in your dorm, crying your soul out. You had loved him and told him secrets that no one else knew. You thought he truly loved you. The more you thought about it the more it hurt. You felt like your whole world came crashing down. Your tears burning your face as they kept coming.

Ding!

You looked down at your phone to see a text from Kirishima asking why you weren’t in class today. You could see the text message with it counting as reading it. You have to click on the app to do that. You throw your phone to the other side of your bed before laying back down and crying some more.

Once you woke up from your nap, the thoughts came rushing back again. What if they were just like Monoma? What if they were only your friends because of a dare too?

All those thoughts running through your head at inhumane speeds, until one stayed still.

What if you just ended it?

Your heart stopped at the thought. Why would your brain even think about that? But no matter how hard you tried to forget the said thought more and more voices plowed there way through your head filling it with horrible thoughts. Slowly picking at your insecurities. Feasting on your every flaw. You slowly get up from your tear stained bed. And you look at yourself in the mirror.

Fat

Ugly

Worthless

All but a dare

The last thought hit you like a brick as you fall to the floor with your head in your knees.

Your quirk was called Frost. You pretty much had the power to manipulate Frost. Meaning everything you touched would become covered in an a sheet of ice. That why you had to wear gloves, kinda like Shigaraki you needed to have all five fingers on said target for your power to work.

You just stared at your hand, tracing over every curve and looking at it with deep intensity. Before you could do anything else you put all five fingers on your ankle, causing your ankle begin to have a sheet of ice covering it. The frost started to quickly spread around your body and onto the floor. You head you head in your knees as you felt your body heat lower, the Ice completely claiming your body as one. A single tear slipped down your face before your entire body and room was covered in a layer of ice. Your phone buzzing with texts from worried classmates.

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After class had ended practically the entire class of 1A ran to their dorms to find you. You never missed a class.

As soon as they entire the dorms they all shivered. It had to be below zero in there. As they hugged themselves tightly they walked up to your room. As the tried to knock and upon the door they had realized the handle had been frozen solid. Bakugo having enough time worrying blasted the door open with his quirk. Everyone gasped as they saw your frozen form on the other side of the wall. They were quick to grab you out of the ice and bring you to Mr. Aizawa.

Once they reached him, he asked what happened. Which they all replied with i dont know. You were quickly taken to the nearest hospital everyone doing their best to thaw you out of your frozen cocoon.

Once at the hospital your body had been completely thawed out and was ready to be put in EC unit. You body temp was so low that they put every heater they had in the room.

The nurse looked at the class and told them that if they were a minute later you would have died from hypothermia.

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Monoma walked into school the next and was met with angry and ugly looks the entire time.

‘They hell did i do?’ He thought to himself. You never once crossed his mind.

Liar

After he said those things to you the look of betrayal and sadness in your eyes shot a spike of guilt through his chest. Before he could say anything you had run out of the building.

Now here he was the day after you got put in the hospital reciving ugly looks from everyone.

“Hey Kendo do you know what everyone is talking about?” The blonde boy asked his ginger friend.

“Wait, you didnt hear? (y/n) is in the hospital. Apparently they tried to commit suicide. Sad right?” A wave of guilt, sadness, and disgust completely takes over his body.

How could he live with himself knowing what he did to you? That he made you take that dark path.

News Flash he couldn’t.

The next day the blonde boy walked up the he hospital you resided at and getting ready to see you.

Once he saw your lifeless form he dashed his way to the bed to slowly stroke your hair. Sitting on a chair to get closer to you before hearing you wake up.

You slowly turn to Monoma, your eyes once filled with happiness was now full of hate and disgust.

“What are you doing here?” You snapped at the boy. Disgust evident in your voice.

“i just came to say-”

“Leave.”

“What?” Your words shushed him as he looked at you with wide eyes was he tried to grab your cheek to make you look at him.

“You heard me leave. I never want to see you again you understand Neito Monoma?” You looked him right in those blue eyes you use to love so much and said something you could never go back on.

“Your dead to me.”

#monoma neito #mha angst #bnha angst #neito x reader #monoma x reader #mha monoma #mha x reader #mha #dark theme #bnha

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floralkittygambler · 5 years ago

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Hazbin OC - Lady Luck [WIP shit]

Just a dump of some Lady concepts and some of how she’s developed. Current design + Angel forme [above] Lady’s brief bio: Name: Lady Luck, Lady Age: Various [based on rebirth], most notably the ages 31, 38 and 55. [anyone who knows where these ages from, you know] Gender: female Date of Birth: Various Date of Death: N/A Cause of Death: Perhaps ‘they’ caught up- Race: White British/Irish ‘human’ turned feline demon [current ‘life’], ‘Deity’ Occupation: Fortune Teller/Medium, Lingerie model, part time barmaid and entertainer, only a hobbyist gambler Voice type: Cornelia Hayes O'Herlihy [Fiona Belli, Haunting Ground - VA is Irish] Quirks, strange mannerisms, and/or annoying habits: [soon] Appearance: Grey feline demon [inspired by Russian and British blues], Green/Olive eyes, adding more soon lol im tired Personality: soon Sins/Vices: Alcohol consumer [non addict], past minor addiction to medicine, gambling [non addict], money hoarding, ‘playing god’ [unwilling], Witchcraft/magick [main sin]. Prone to wrathful acts, feelings of envy, moderate greedy habits. Sinned in other lives. Strong profanity, dark business, sometimes catalysts for chaos. Self hazardous. Melancholic. Virtues: Can be giving if convinced/interested, deep empathy/compassion, chastity [unintentional], though often impatient can be extremely patient for those in need. Protective of animals, children and the vulnerable but the opposite towards assailants. High tolerance against addiction. Mental illnesses: Abilities/Powers/Skills: Thin and nimble, quick witted, ability to appeal [emotional], ability to debate, reading traits [acquired], magick/supernatural powers - connects to life/death cycle, monsters, psyche, deity levels. Card magick - throwing weapons, summoning weapons, evasive. Nature connected powers. Analysist. Great with children, animals, the vulnerable. Jack of many trades [incl. mixology, divination, board games, survivalist, etc] to allow more opportunities. More intelligent than she appears. Pickpocketing [magick assisted]. Basic magic tricks. Can speak pieces in some languages, including Latin. Performer/entertainer. Dancer [helps in fights]. Observant. Comforting and nurturing. Humorous. Willingness to stand up for and defend. Listener. Sniper aim. Weaknesses: Phobias [such as mirrors, safety/romance, vertigo/heights, etc], radiowaves [can be triggered by her creations or by her loss of composure], strong deity powers [actively denies and suppresses them leading to ‘charge up’. Emotions can stir them up signaling her difficulty controlling them. Can turn these against herself as well. Prone to overexertion which can easily be fatal. Can lead to great acts of wrath]. Intimacy. Can vary from too trusting to too wary. Grey moral compass [leading to passive inaction in some cases and aggression in others]. Lightweight drinker [in denial]. Drinks when anxious/socialising [often, though easily substituted]. Heightened senses [pro and con]. Easily distracted. Can be rude/jest harshly. Closed off. Handles drug effects badly. Over-emotions can lead to ‘possession’ from a ‘friend’. Exhausts easily. Durable and fragile. Panic [can calm others]. Avoids own issues [can admit and confront them however is closed off]. Overworks. Avoidant. Melancholic. Sadistic streak that’s hard to tame. Could be way better at illusionism. Vengeful. Frozen in past. Terrible runner. Chronic conditions. Low tolerance for certain types. Can often mishandle these violently. Surprisingly shy. Can only mask for so long. Materialistic to replace loneliness. Height: 5′8 - 5′9 [human], 6′5 [demon] Body type: Pear, extremely small bust with larger rear and wider hips. Dislikes: many, soon to list. People/humans, having to socialise, being picked up [esp like a cat], phobias, worms, ‘crawling blood’, perverts, Fears: soon, mirrors, Goals: soon Relationships/Love interests: She has a potential interest, though she’s likely to approach first [or make a ‘first move’ per say] she most likely wouldnt confess feeling that she wasnt appealing to them. Definitely would make the effort to comfort and befriend [leaving Lady’s comfort zone] Hobbies and interests: Gambling, card and board games, playing games, tarot/divination of many kinds, witchcraft, magic tricks/shows, lingerie modelling [think more boudoir/classy or the playful takes of Bettie Page], botony/herbology, collecting plushies, faux smoking, drinking, overreacting to gameshows/tv shows, comedy stand ups, chocolate making, art and sewing, playing instruments [accoustic guitar, harmonica, lyre, inflatable saxophone, triangle, tambourine], mixology, learning new things, animals and caring for those who need it, fashion [often quirky or outdated], hula hoop tricks, dancing and singing [quite shy], teaching/educating children [especially in hunting/survival], taxidermy, sharp shooting, sometimes being nude [in safe areas], meditation, collecting, true crime files, star gazing, shadow puppets, laser pens, making jokes, berry picking, reading, snuggling, cats, money saving/spending, horror novels/movies, aerials, pole dancing [fitness], general fitness [in the yoga sense, not jogging], sci-fi, woodcarving [no skills], loves 70s and rococo fashion as well as classy looking fashion, playbunnies, aesthetics, nature. Laser tag. Comfy blankets. Nurturing other’s needs. Cute things. Trivial: - Was a virgin in her last life before becoming a demon, dreads sex demons like Val finding this out. - Covered in scars, both self inflicted and otherwise, these remain hidden beneath her fur. - Will go around topless or nude as her fur works as censorship. Even to the dismay of others. - Loves the 60s, 70s and 80s. - Regrets no longer liking cheese like she used to. - Enjoys stronger alcoholic drinks despite being a lightweight, her drunk self showing her softer and more optimistic hidden side. Often giggly, complimentary and cuddly. Occasionally verbally aggressive/wants to fight. - Some of her dreams include; starting a bar fight, visit a magic show, learn to spin plates, [finally] visit a Vegas style casino, own a garden/creatures sanctuary, find a meteorite, attempt to hold a lion’s mouth open for ‘Strength’, own her dream house and business away from ‘fucking everyone’, ride a dolphin, master juggling and magic tricks, create some new potions, slap the shit out of each overlord [etc] - Avoids love; from the topic to her history, though it’s implied that she doesn’t feel like it’s ‘in the cards’ for her as well as implied insecurity. - The memories of each of her past lives often collide, especially in the night, causing hidden distress - She was originally planned to have a power inspired by John Coffee where she could ‘alleviate’ other’s emotional suffering by CBT and physically ‘taking’ it from them, an ability that would land her a job at the Hotel. This idea has since been moved to another character. - She has a ‘baby face’ and is often called cute by others, leading her to be treated little more than an oversized pet. This is something that bothers her when not in jest. - Related to Dead Hand - Has had certain dealings with Valentino and Lucifer that she’s not proud of. - Lady Luck is an ironic name - Old design designed around my old cat Angel, new design ironically resembles our current cat Angel [taken over from Great Auntie. First was named after Buffy characters. Second... Idk] - [soon] [Temp: https://www.deviantart.com/pixichi/art/Very-Basic-Character-Sheet-for-OC-s-By-Pixichi-482645873 ] Old designs:

#hazbin hotel oc #Hazbin sona #cat demon #hazbin hotel #hazbin oc #what other tags dya fuckin apply to ocs?#gambling cat #cat oc #fuck it #furry #cat characters #honestly dont know how to tag ocs anymore #insert cat joke here #old insert now similar but revamped as a separate character #also no one cares but my fuckin family may have #rough paper sketches

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no-worshiped-roads · 5 years ago

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Alright next part of mutant au

Zuke has finally arrived to eve’s district and boy does the conversation go south fast

Eve is just... so angry

She makes it clear she thinks zuke abandoned her and zuke has no idea what shes talking about

Most of this fight is dodging and talking/arguing

Thing is zuke and eve had been running away ftom horrible humans that kept them prisoner, at one point they wind up seperated

While running zuke fell down a cliff and the humans presumed him dead, he survived obviously but eve was recaptured while he was out

Some mutants from vinyl city found him and brought him back to be healed

By the time he woke again 3 days had passed and he had no idea where he was

He also found the humans were long gone with nadia from his rescuers

It took another week to heal and he’s got back problems from it

At some point, about 2 weeks later tatiana rescues nadia from the humans

She had been outside of the city making sure they were far away cause they had been close to discovering them when she found them with nadia

After rescuing her and taking her back to the city she gave her time to heal

It took nadia a long time to trust anyone again because to her, it seemed zuke abandoned her and saved himself

Especially when years passed before they had contact again (nadia learned he was in the city but zuke didnt know till after mays kidnapping given that she went by eve)

Zuke actually has to start fighting back which doesnt help especially with a particularly hard blow is landed on her head

It isnt till after eve retreats into her own dimension that theyre able to talk things out, somewhat. Eve at least understands he didn’t abandon her but she seemed really disoriented

Zuke asked her where may was and she seemed to be even more confused when he heard may shout

He left her dimension in a hurry to try and find may, since she was defeated, her other dimensions should have disappeared and dumped their contents back into reality

Unfortunately by the time he gets to where he heard may theres nothing. Just some scorch marks leading out the door

Kliff calls and tells him he needs to go and face the head of nsr, tatiana, in order to get may back and stop all of this

It later occurs to zuke as hes heading to face tatiana that kliff called him and knew what happened

Without zuke telling him

Tatiana

During the talk with eve tatiana had shown up. It didnt take her long to track down where may was held. After a bit of a scuffle, cause may did not go down without a fight, she was able to winnand knock may unconcious.

Thing is while may is strong she has poor control. And tatiana is stronger. I mean fire and time powers so. Yeah.

May wakes up in a chair at nsr tower on the upper floor. Before her with their back turned is tatiana.

“Awake i see.”

May finds she cant move desite not being tied down or anything.

“Dont bother. I used my time abilities to freeze your body in place. You will wait here for our meeting.”

“M-meeting?” May cant help but to feel nervous.

“You dont think i run this on my own do you? I have an individual at my side that needs to meet our newest members of nsr. And help to prepare them.”

“Im not gonna to join nsr! Zuke will bust me out of here and-“

“I plan on him coming. He’s a perfect addition as well. Since you two seem to make a good team, i’ll likely put him in your district.”

“Why are you doing this?”

“To protect others.”

“No? Why are forcing them into this, taking them away if they dont want to? Why-“

“Enough. Your friend has arrived.”

Zuke manages to get up to the tower, finding that these fights are a lot harder without may. He sees may in the chair and goes to rescue her only to be stopped by tatiana. The two fight eachother, with zuke barely being able to avoid losing. Zuke gets knocked down but before tatiana can freeze him too may attacks from behind.

Zuke managed to fight her long enough that she was letting her power on may slip till may could move again. The two fight her side by side till they win. With a very disoriented tatiana on tge fround they realized that all the artists seemed confused and lost after their defeat. As they wonder that out loud, a voice interrupts them.

Kliff

Kliff shows up at the end of the fight congratulating them for helping form a new nsr. And joining it as their newest members.

Theyre understandbly confused when this happens, but dumbfounded when kliff reveals who they really are

Theyre the real head as nsr as they revealed, and kliff has been controlling everyone by force

kliff is a psychic genius, but his powers arent strong enough to control so many prople, much less ones as strong as the nsr artists

So he made chips that went in heads to amplify their powers, mainly his mind control powers, and when he hot a hold of sayus team he was able to make them upgrade the chips, but had no need to use em yet

However the chips had been wearing off, and he no way to get the update into them cause they had weakened do much he was shut out unless the artists were severly weakened

Kliff tricked b2j into fighting nsr to weaken them so the chips could be reprogrammed to be stronger, while simultaneously getting the two out of hiding so they can be controlled as well

Zuke is still confused but mayday stiffens remembering the injury she woke up to in eve’s realm

“Seems one off you figured it out”

“Wh-may?”

Mayday

He activate the chips and while its a bit useless on tatiana given how weak she is, it works well on mayday

Zuke is frozen st first seeing mayday gets into a fighting stance at him and is blown off his feet when she attacks

Zuke mainly dodges and tries to talk to her as she attacks mercilessly

Zuke is reluctant having to fight her but when nothing he says snaps her out of it, he realizes he has no choice

The fight isnt easy as mays powers out match his easy in power

However he has one advantage over her

Control

May is strong, but has poor control over her powers

So he uses that against her to make her powers backfire on her till he manages to win

She collapses to the ground and doesnt move and this freaks zuke out till he finds her pulse

Kliff part 2

Now zuke is beyond pissed, with may out cold by his feet

“What the hell is wrong with you?!”

Kliff (k): see you will be a perfect canidate. Tatiana was right, you two make a good team.

“Why are you even doing this?!”

K: “why? WHY?! HUMANS! THAT’S WHY!”

K: humans are vile disgusting creatures that hunt torture and kill us for sport or entertainment or some bullshit holier than thou attitude, pretending they were some kind of savior for humanity!

K: I am going to build up the strongest mutants and unify them, to protect the weaker who cant fight back. And any human that dares to stumble across here? The artists will KILL them.

“Wtf kind of logic is that?! Youve taken away their will and are trying to make them into killing machines!”

K: hah. It doesnt matter if you understand, you just need to obey.

“You know for someone who hates humans so much, you sure sound like some ive met before.”

This pisses kliff off and the fight starts though its not much of one

Like i said kliff is a weak pyschic relies on controlling stronger mutants in order to get what he wants

So he’s easily beaten

So Kliff activates something on the satellite, it was meant to send out a beam over the city to control everyone all at once

But it wasnt ready and kliff causes it to short circuit and fall

Zuke panics cause hes the only one at ready to stop it but then tatiana and may start coming around, cause when the satellite went out of commission so did the signal that Kliff was using to amplify his powers and control over them

It mostly happens like it does with thr original game in stopping the satellite including kliff getting smacked, but with more confusion because Tatiana doesn’t really know who they are since she’s been under control for so long

They stop the satelite and kliff keeps trying to fix it so he can regain control before eventually slinking off

The end kind of has them all talking and figuring out what’s happened and where to go from there

They keep nsr around but allow others being controlled to go free once their chips are removed and actually make it a place of protection, rather than the oppresive fear it had been before

And there is a lot of aftermath stories if you all have questions about them

#no straight roads au #nsr au #nsr #no straight roads #nsr tatiana #nsr mutant au #nsr mayday #nsr zuke #nsr kliff #nsr eve

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publickoccurances · 5 years ago

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Female companions react to Sole breaking up with them out of the blue: Part 1 ‘the break up’

Cait: Cait tapped her foot impatiently as she stared at Sole who was just walking through the front door. They were late. They had made such a big deal about seeing her to talk about something important and they were late.

“It’s rude to keep a girl waitin’ ye know?” She was joking of course. But the way Sole didn’t laugh or react worried her a bit. They looked rather serious. “What ye got a face like a slapped arse for?”

Sole sighed as they took a seat opposite Cait at the table, running a hand through their hair. “Sorry it’s been a long day... I didn’t mean to keep you waiting.”

Okay this was worrying. Sole and Cait had been together for around a year now. And they never had serious interactions. The way Sole was speaking was odd. She didn’t like it.

She rose an eyebrow, her confusion was clear by the look on her face. “I were only joking love... is everything grand?”

Sole shifted slightly in their seat, eyes on their hands as they were unable to bring themself to make eye contact with Cait. This wasn’t a conversation they wanted to have. Yet they didn’t see any other choice.

See it wasnt that Cait had done anything wrong. She was perfect in Sole’s eyes. Rough around the edges but deep down she was good for them. But Sole just couldn’t keep this facade up anymore. Couldn’t pretend like they were content.

Their heart had been broken by the loss of their spouse and then the loss of Shaun. Cait had been helping heal them ever since. It had developed into a relationship. And a year later here they were. But they couldn’t lie to her anymore. It was time to be honest.

“Cait. I just... I need to get something off my chest, you know?” Sole began, finally looking up to meet her eyes.

Cait nodded slowly, suddenly she didn’t feel so good. She didn’t have anything witty to say. Not yet at least. She just watched carefully. “Spit it out then.”

Sole reached for her hand across the table. Resting theirs on top of it. “The time we’ve spent together has been amazing. I’ve enjoyed every second of it. Even when we’ve been getting shot at by raiders.”

Cait chuckled slightly at that. Yeah, Sole had seemed to enjoy their interactions with raiders a little too much. “Oh yeah? ye’ looked all serious just to tell me ye’ve enjoyed spending time with me?”

“No. No that’s not it.” Sole could feel a tightening in their throat. God they didn’t want to say this. But they had to. “I’ve been using you as a crutch Cait.” They admitted finally.

“What the feck are ye on about?” Cait blurted out, clearly very confused. She pulled her hand away, sitting up a little straighter, eyes narrowing. “How the fuck have ye been using me as a crutch?”

Sole took a deep breath. Here it goes. “Because I have. Since we got you off the drugs I’ve been using you to hold myself up. Okay?”

Cait suddenly stood up, eyes burning as she stared down at Sole. “Ye better start making some fecking sense here. Stop speaking in riddles and spit it out.”

“I’ve been using you Cait!” Sole finally snapped, pushing themself onto their feet. “I’ve been using you to keep me distracted from the fact my life fell apart okay? I was married. I had a kid. That all got taken away from me within the blink of an eye. And I’ve been using you to forget about them. To keep me standing. But I can’t anymore.”

Had that really been all she was to them? Had she spent a year of her life being a post for someone to lean on? Had every second been a lie?

“Ye’ve been using me?!” Cait demanded, rounding on Sole. It was taking every ounce of her energy not to swing at them. Using her? “Just like every other fucker in my life, ye’ve been using me?”

Sole knew what she was thinking. Knew there was a good chance she was going to start throwing punches. And in all honesty they deserved it.

“I’ve gone through hell and back with ye, and now yer telling me it��s meant fuck all?” At this point Cait was used to disappointment in people. But Sole? She really had thought they were different.

Sole nodded slowly. “Pretty much. Yeah. It meant nothing okay? You- you meant nothing.” It was breaking their heart to do this. They didn’t mean that. But maybe the easiest way to let Cait walk away from them was to be cruel. She was a person. Not a crutch. And if she stayed Sole would just keep leaning on her.

Caits jaw clenched, hands balled up into fists. That’s really how Sole wanted to act? Fine. Fuck em’. She didn’t need them anyway.

“Aye well... you enjoy yer pathetic life out here Sole.” She basically hissed, storming right past them.

She was done. She was leaving. She was out the door.

Curie: Curie hummed as she tapped away at the keys of her terminal. She was pretty entranced by the research notes she was making, but out of the corner of her eye she couldn’t help but notice her lover looking rather tense as they sat on the edge of the bed.

“Hmm Ma/Mon Cherie, you look tense.” She commented nonchalantly as she continued on with her work.

Sole sighed softly, rubbing the back of their head. Oh Curie. She was so sweet and caring, but she was definitely oblivious to the worries Sole had.

“Yeah I didn’t sleep very well last night.” They replied, standing up from where they had been sitting and proceeding to pace around the room slightly.

Curie frowned. Turning away from her terminal and watching Sole carefully. They were pacing. She had learnt that pacing was a sign of stress or nervousness, among many other mostly negative things.

“As’ something upset you?” She asked curiously, head tilting to the side as she watched Sole. She had been in her human form for over a year now, most of that time spent with Sole. But she was still learning how to be human. And one of the most effective methods of learning she had found was watching Sole.

“I-well...” Sole rubbed the back of their head again. It was a nervous tick of sorts.

Curie stood up, moving to stand in front of her lover. She was beginning to feel concerned. “Pacing around zhe room, inability to construct a sentence... this is signs of nerves, no?”

Oh god. She’d picked up on how they were feeling hadn’t she? Sole felt awful. She looked so concerned for them. They had to talk to her about what was bothering them. They had to talk to her now before it got worse.

“Curie I think we need to speak... about something important.”

Curie nodded her head, a smile spread across her lips. Yes speaking about important things was imperative. She was rather curious about what it was Sole hsd to tell her. Perhaps about an experiment?

“Of course mon amour.”

Sole gently took Curie’s hands and lead her to sit with them on the edge of the bed. God they didn’t want to do this. Curie had made them so happy. And now they had to end that.

“I think it’s safe to say we both live very busy lives.” Sole began to explain, looking down at the floor as they did so. “And we’ve pretty much been able to coexist with this.”

“I agree.” Curie nodded her head. Unaware that there was a subtle hint in what Sole was saying. “You are a busy protector of the people, and I am busy with my research.”

“Exactly.” Sole nodded. Assuming that Curie understood what they were getting at. “And well... a protector of the people should be out there. Wandering about to find people in need. Snd a researcher... should well... be doing what you do.”

She didn’t want to admit it. But what Sole was saying was rather lost on her. But she nodded her head regardless. “I agree... one cannot help protect others from danger if they are inside all day. And I cannot make advancements in science if I am not working.”

Sole let out a sigh of relief, assuming Curie had understood what they had been hinting at completely. “Oh thank god... I’m so glad you understand.” They wrapoed their arms around her. “And even though we won’t be a couple any more I hope we can stay friends.”

Curie suddenly felt an emotion she had never experienced before. Her whole body went cold. Stomach dropped. Her heart was racing. It was a little harder to breathe.

“I-yes.” She nodded slowly. Her and Sole were no longer a couple? Okay. That was a new development for her. But she just nodded again. “Yes.”

Piper: “Nat! Nat could you turn the radio down?! I can barely hear myself think!” The reporter called down to her little sister. She was upstairs working on a new article.

‘Ransom: First Hand Experience.’

The title was in the works but Piper was excited about what she was writing regardless. She had been held hostage by a group of raiders the other week. They demanded a 2000 cap ransom. But of course Blue had stormed the place and rescued her. She had found the situation extremely exciting, even when fearing for her life. Plus it was going to make a great article.

“Hmmm... maybe that bit is too explicit- but then again. A raider getting beaten to a pulp. Something romantic about it.” Piper thought outloud to herself, trying to figure out how to make this piece as captivating as possible.

Downstairs the front door opened, Sole walking inside.

Nat was the first to great her sisters partner. She had become fond of Sole, they were good to her and Piper. Plus they made her feel safe.

“You’re back!” Nat exclaimed, rushing over to give them a hug. She’d neve admit it but she was always scared when Sole went out to do a job they wouldn’t return.

Sole chuckled softly, giving the young girl a big squeeze. “Of course I’m back Kiddo. I was just delivering some supplies to Bunker Hill.”

Nat didn’t care what they had been doing. She was just glad they were back. “Piper told me all about how you kicked those raiders asses! I can’t believe it- well I can but still! You’re so cool!”

Sole smiled and shook their head. God she really wss turning into her sister. “She tell you about that huh?”

Piper smiled as she watched the exchange, walking down the stairs slowly. “Hey you... do I not get a hug?”

Sole smiled a little, moving over to press a kiss to her cheek, giving her a quick hug. “Hey- have you got a minute so we can talk?” Sole murmured, giving her the look that said ‘this is really important.’

Piper nodded immediately. “Yeah- of course Blue.. I’ll be upstairs in a minute.”

Sole nodded and headed up the stairs as they waited for Piper to come up with some sort of excuse to get her little sister out of the house for a little while so they could speak.

A few moments later Piper was joining Sole in her room, frowning slightly. “Why’d you look so serious Blue? What’s happened?”

Sole sighed softly, chewing on their lip. “It’s about what happened last week-.” They couldn’t even finish their sentence without Piper interrupting.

“Yeah? Great because I’m writing the article and I could use a statement from you!” She had suddenly forgot the intensity of Soles voice as she got distracted by the paper.

Sole shook their head, sighing softly. “No Pipes. This is important yeah?”

A slight frown spread across Pipers lips. Sole had never said no about her paper before. Never put something in front of it. This must have been serious.

“Okay...” She nodded slowly, sitting down on her desk chair. “Shoot. What’s up?”

“Last week. Getting that note. Having to find you.” Sole felt their eyes begin to tear up slightly. “Piper I thought they’d killed you. Thought I was gonna walk in there to find you dead.”

Piper sighed softly, rubbing her temples. It had been intense. But she hadn’t realised the situation had troubled Blue so much. “I can imagine- but it worked out fine. I came out of there without a scratch on me.”

Sole sighed, shaking their head. “Pipes that’s not the point. You were targeted because of me. What if it happens again? What if next time you’re not so lucky... what if next time they take Nat?”

Piper felt her heart twinge. She hadn’t thought about the fact that Nat could become a target just like she had been. But it wasn’t Blues fault. She didn’t blame them. “Come on now Blue- don’t think like that.”

Sole took a deep breath. “Piper I think it would be better for you and Nat if I were to leave. I love you. I love the life we’re building together. But I can’t risk you being hurt because of me.”

That had come as a shock. Piper had never thought Blue would be so scared for her safety they would leave. No. This was crazy. “Blue come on. Don’t be so drastic.”

Sole shook their head and began to walk down the stairs. “Piper I’m serious. I can’t do this. I can’t lose you to death too. I need to leave.”

Piper followed behind, starting to feel a bit frantic. “What? Come on Blue- can we talk about this?!”

“Piper I can’t. Look it’s over okay?”

Piper shook her head, grabbing their wrist. “Blue dont you dare walk out that door. You are not walking out on us like this- please.”

Sole pulled their wrist free of Pipers grip. Not even looking back at her as they opened the door. “I’m sorry Piper. I really am.”

All Piper could do was watch. Her heart breaking right there and then. “Blue if you leave me now, like this, I’ll never forgive you.”

#fallout #gaming #piper wright #bethesda #fallout 4 #fanfic #fallout series #fallout 4 companions #fallout headcanons #fallout companions react #cait fallout 4 #curie fallout 4 #piper fallout 4

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superhero-daugthers11 · 5 years ago

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Love Will Find a Way

Steve headed to the SSR gym for his daily work out. He had returned the Infinty Stones and now on a mission to reunite with his past love. He had landed himself a job with SSR, knowing that she had worked here durring her younger days. He was sure if he were to find her they could pick up where they left off...well at least thats what he told himself. In reality, he wasnt sure if she would have moved onto another man yet, it had been almost a year since his crash. He knew she eventually settled down but he wasnt sure when. If he were too be complete honest with himslef he would feel the odds of her still loving him were probably slim but just to know her again...yet to be her friend would be more than enough.

He made his way to the treadmill and turned the dial to its highest setting. He began to run hoping it would clear his head. Yet his eyes couldn't resist watching the woman. She has the same walk, the same stance, and fighting moves. She even had the same beautiful dark brown eyes and red lips......She looks even more beautiful then I remembered. He sighed and took a deep breathe. He moved to a slightly slower pace and tried to play out the logic of the situation in his head.

He turned off the treadmill and walked over to the stranger slowly. “Peggy?” He spoke in a cautious manner. “Is that you?”

she came to work out her frustration on the punching bag at their gym. It was a relief to stretch her muscles in such a familiar way. She was completely lost in her thoughts when she heard a familiar voice beside her.

She froze.

Don’t get your hopes up, Peggy. She thought to herself. There’s no way. He went down in that plane, he’s gone and he can’t come back. But she turned to be polite and her breath was taken away.

It was him. Steve. She reached for him without thought.

“Steve.” She whispered his name as her hand extended towards him. “How…how are you here?” She asked, not wanting to believe her eyes in case she was being deceived and made to look like a fool. He hadn’t aged a day. And really…neither had she since the last time they had seen each other.

“It’s me. It’s Peggy.” She sighed with a soft smile.

He smiled as she spoke, hearing her voice again and seeing her here was such a dream come true. His heart beat faster than it ever did before, he felt as if his heart would burst from its chest. Yet his fear and doubt melted away momentarily and his only focus was her. He moved closer and put a hand on her cheek, he looked into her eyes and felt captivated. He then smiled again and hugged her tight. “Peg, I have missed you so much! You dont even know, I have thought about you every day since I crashed.” Tears welled up in his eyes as he had her in his arms again.

He stepped back, releasing her from his hug, the smile still not leaving his face. He looked down and took a breathe trying to regain some form of composer. He didnt want to scare her off, but he also had waited for this day for so long. “Anyways to answer your question..” He spoke rubbing the back of his neck with his hand. “Umm its kind of a crazy story and i`m not sure you will believe me…but just trust me on this one. So, when I crashed the plane back in 1940…I got frozen in a block of ice and about 50 years later i was unfroze me. They say it was my powers that kept me alive in the ice.” He told her and then he went into his gym bag and pulled out a newspaper from that year with the article about finding him. “That was in 2010, like 20 years later there was a war and a friend of mine created time travel to help us win. After the war was done I decided to come back here and find you.” He pulled out another newspaper article and handed that to her.

His smile was so genuine and when he hugged her, everything felt right with the world again. It was like the hole in her heart was finally filled and she could not hold back a few tears as he embraced her.

“Steve…I….I have missed you more than words can even say. I thought….I thought we had lost you forever.” She listened to his story about how he had survived the crash and as crazy as it sounded, she had heard crazier. Seen crazier before too.

“Literally frozen in a block of ice?” She asked incredulously. “What kind of luck is that? How did they even find you? You were in the middle of nowhere. We weren’t even sure where to find the wreckage.” Peggy explained, not willing to stop touching him to make sure he was real, she kept hold of his hand even as he stepped back from her.

He laughed at her remark, a loud bellowing laugh. “Oh yeah literally frozen in ice, its like something out of the Twilight Zone. They had like ten guys trying to get me out of the damn thing and then I didnt wake up until some days later. I remember reading the file about the rescue and saying to myself how all this couldn’t be real, but it was. I think they found me in Antarctica, im not too sure were I landed initially or how I got where I did.. to me it felt like hours and hours of just water, not even any planes or boats or people…then i was just sort of waiting for whatever happened next. There wasn’t anything I could really do to save myself.”

Steve remembered when he crashed so vividly but it wasnt a memory he cared to share with her though, especially not now. He didnt freeze instantly, it took almost two hours and then his brain went into a coma like state. For the first thirty minutes he hoped and silently preyed that someone would find him. He thought about those he was leaving behind, he thought about how much he would miss the Howling Commanders, and especially Peggy. He thought of all the things he could have done differently in life, even ways he could have solved the issue without risking his life. Then in his last hour, he thought about those he would be reunited with in death: his fellow soldiers, his parents, Dr. Erskine (who made him into Captain America), Bucky. That brought him a sense of comfort in his last hour. He was sure at the time that even he wouldn’t live through this.

As she held his hands he smiled at her like a child. He couldnt believe he was so lucky! He couldnt stop smiling, this had to be fate or a blessing. “Its incredible isn’t it? You and I here together again. I mean honestly what are the odds?” He spoke. “I thought I lost you too, but we found each other again.” He hugged her again unable to contain his joy. “Hey why don’t we go somewhere to eat? There is this nice cafe on 23rd. I would love to hear everything you been up to since I last saw you and dont spare any details."

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literalbuzzkill · 5 years ago

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Below I'm gonna vent so y'all can ignore that XD

I'm basically making this post as a timestamp/reminder for myself about Covid2020 and what I had to deal with during it (even though it's still a relentlessly ongoing problem, as of Jan2021, yikes)

Below is my personal experience in switching from working everyday as an essential retail worker to now a stay at home unemployed/leave of absense person. Don't feel bad about not reading it, it's long, boring, and I can't really expect anyone to actually be interested because the struggle is real and who wants to be reminded of the grim reality we can't currently escape? XD

[The Start:]

I was still working retail up until a few months ago because most people left. And being short staffed already before covid at my store, things became an even worse unmanageable nightmare because they started to work the remaining staff to death because no one really knew what to do which sucked and everyone was rightfully afraid of what was happening all around them, plus everyone internally was hoping that this would all blow over in a decent amount of time and we could all return to normal and never speak of it again. Considering Covid started around late January/early February in 2019 and today's date (for my future reference) is Jan 4th 2021, I'm going to go out on a limb and say that it certainly has not blown over in a decent amount of time like originally hoped for. Oof.

I was a closer but because of covid my job turned into 'every position at the store and everything/anything that you can possibly get done'. All the stuff from morning team, mid shift, and nightshift rolled into one. Cashiering, phone calls, cleaning, ship from store, backroom, covering multiple breaks, and every department on hardlines salesfloor,

(I did everything except for guest services, food service, clothing, and hr)

you name it XD because most people abandoned ship and Yeeted (which I dont blame them for, t'was a big mood) our store did not hire replacements until literally a few months ago. After I left. Nice.

We were not getting paid any extra, having to stay late, running around with an unending unfinishable list, having to deal with rude customers and cranky bosses, full 8+hour shifts having to wear a mask (even in the break room, and sometimes missing breaks all together because of the large work load) Another problem, my job did not supply masks, proper cleaning supplies, gloves etc to us until an unacceptable amount of time had passed since the start of the virus. Now I didn't expect them to be stocked and fully prepared immediately, obviously.

It was also pretty frustrating getting reprimanded by customers when supplies were low everywhere and some things necessary for existing safely could not be bought anywhere due to high demand, which was only natural, but some people actually acted like it was our personal fault for the store for being sold out of things like hand sanitizer, masks, gloves, toilet paper, and even accused us for holding it in the back for ourselves (which wasnt the case, customers are top priority at our store so the workers usually got nothing to take home or buy, even if we had pulled it from the truck or stocked it ourselves.)

Aside from the excessive draining from normal retail where we already suffer from Karen's and the often unpleasant general public, the Rona made the daily grind even more intense, as if we already thought it couldn't get any worse.

Straying away from that for a second, personal lives were now also affected greatly. Added on top of this new fear/caution/lifestyle was not being able to see my fiance or his family for months because they are all at very high risk. (Unfortunately I am too, but I really needed the paycheck so I thought I had to keep working until the inevitable, which was not looked forward to, but as long as I was potentially exposed with my job we all had to be apart unless I decided to quit and risk not having enough money to pay my bills or survive.)

(Side note for context: My fiance and I have been very lucky enough to see eachother almost every day for 4 years. Surprisingly we have not gotten sick of eachother yet and kept up with that regularity. And though we are engaged, we dont live together, but we do only live 15 minutes away so we just drive over to eachother everyday. Anyway, point being that going months without seeing him at all killed me internally hardcore. This was before zoom was popular and we were not about to resort to Skype. His parents are older and closer to me than my own family and were not comfortable with any form of in-person visits so we usually just did phone calls.)

And eventually I gave up,

I made it halfway through this pandemic working everyday, not seeing the only people I considered family, and I couldn't do it anymore. It literally didn't feel human.

Not to mention this did not help whatsoever with my pre-existing problems, bad depression, anxiety, ptsd, Self h, etc... it was all just getting way too out of hand with more stress piling up daily and taking too big a toll on me to the point where I couldn't deal with my regular lifestyle anymore. I needed a break and a change to severely turn myself around.

So a few months ago I finally went on leave of absence and it was the hardest thing for me to do but honestly the best thing I did. Because everything was so uncertain and I worried about how helpful unemployment would be towards my bills, if I'd lose my job for being gone too long due to an open ended leave of absense for the sake of my health/safety, and honestly I loved my job and my coworkers, but many of them had already left so at that point it became easier for me to leave.

I'm currently making more on unemployment than my job was paying my bi-weekly and doing leagues better mentally, emotionally, and physically, than before when I thought I could last the whole time working through covid hoping I wouldn't catch it and probably die because my health is not 100% gucci in the first place. I was too stubborn to quit until I got to a breaking point and then realised that putting my health/life on the line when I'm at risk during a pandemic for literally no reason other than feeling bad for my one really kind boss (who ended up leaving for a better job anyway right after I left)

in my brain the whole time I figured "eh if I die then I die" but there was a major upside to saying "you know what, fuck this" and leaving.

I've gotten to take up hobbies and do things that I've wanted to do for like 10 years, I improved my financial situation, bought my dream car(A 2004Crossfire), got engaged to the love of my life, had more time to read, write, learn, create, help my fiance record his first official music video, support smaller businesses, get back in better physical health, regain stability, and a new respect for life, health, friends, family, acts of kindness, and how easy things used to be before covid and how it was unintentionally taken for granted.

Not gonna lie, at first I was pretty mad that people on unemployment made more than essential workers, but I also knew that it wasn't their fault for their personal situations or reasonings for needing it. The problem was mainly that many Companies/jobs could have done more, treated essential workers better, given more help, compensated financially, offered forms of protectionagaint the virus, or done literally anything extra at all to help employees who were struggling or who stay to continue working there during a terrible pandemic, and some companies/jobs have done good things for their workers in response of the outbreak which is awesome.

Workers should absolutely be compensated for their extra efforts, time, and pleasant attitude in this difficult time, and treated better than they are. Some things should 1000% be different but some things in this world are still a work in progress.

And also, for people with health issues that are at risk but working anyway for whatever reason, there shouldn't be any shame felt for taking care of yourself or by the people who have to go on unemployment, those who can't work, lost their jobs, need help or a break, or just can't do it anymore, because it hits hard when you realise that even though your effort is important and you're doing your best, playing an important role in society, you could also be risking your health/life or even possibly someone you live withs, for a company that will replace you pretty easily if you're suddenly gone.

I worked at my store for 4 years, was extremely hard working and did everything and anything I could to stay as long as I could during this, but I realised that I'd rather not risk myself and be treated how I was.

Ultimately, the sad reality is that covid has some people forgetting that humans (whether working or not) are humans too that can die or fail at any time given the current circumstances. Some situations are unavoidable like a pandemic, but we can do our best with whatever reality we meet, whether it's being essential the whole way through like some are able, and knowing your health well enough to be able to judge what's best for you individually for now.

but regardless making sure you're not taking yourself for granted in the process.

I'm lucky enough to not have gotten covid yet, and I hope it stays that way.

If your job isnt doing what it can for you in this time, dont be too stubborn about staying

Its not worth risking yourself for your job honestly, and I really hope peoples jobs do as much as they can for those they employ.

If you aren't working, do something with your time that you'll remember (safe things obviously) and if you are still working keep up the awesome progress, stay safe, and be blessed. ❤

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If You Asked Him

Or where Joshua knows the answer to nearly every question but when it comes to the girl he's fallen for, he wouldnt know.

Pair: joshua bassett x reader (f-implied)

Warnings: fluff

Side(s): new years was almost 3 weeks ago but that’s okay!!! I hope you enjoy :-)

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If you asked him to tell you his favorite color, he'd tell you, "Yellow, of course." If you asked him his favorite thing to do, he'd tell you, "Performing on stage. No doubt about it." If you asked him if he liked a certain person who always seemed to make his heart race, he wouldnt know.

Joshua always had an answer to nearly every question, but this question, he could never answer without having doubt behind his words. He liked being around y/n, he liked how his family got along with her.

Josh always associated y/n with his childhood because they’ve known each other since they were little. Y/n reminds him of being young and little. But Josh wasnt little anymore. He was 19 years old. It wasn’t long before he and y/n started liking people and everything was okay for a while. Everything was fine. But, whenever he’s around her, he can’t help but feel his whole body go numb. He liked her so much it made his body feel numb.

And it had spilled out while debating with himself one day. He liked y/n. Whenever he wasnt around her, he had this urge to be with her. He wasnt himself when she wasn’t around. He denied every claim about her, but each time he was confronted, it felt harder and harder to say no. His mind would wonder about her. Did he like her? No, we're just friends. Were they really just friends? Yes, to her at least.

He knew y/n was oblivious, but did she really not notice all of those times they'd flirt? Him constantly trying to be around her?

Thats all he could think about on New Year’s Eve, until his phone buzzed, pulling him away from his thoughts. He picked it up and saw it was a text from his sister telling him to go down there and enjoy the party, not just sit up in his room. But he didnt want to. They had invited family and friends. He was down there for a while and nearly everyone was here, except the short girl he had spent a long time getting ready for.

He thought about texting her but decided against it. If she comes, she comes. If she doesn’t, then she doesnt, he told himself. He turned his head towards the door when he heard a knock on it.

"Can I come in," he heard the voice he had been waiting to hear all night. A smile spread across his lips as he quickly walked over to open the door for her.

"Hey Josh," she said smiling while leaning up to hug him.

He smiled and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, "Happy new years eve, y/n."

If it was up to him, he would’ve held on forever but she pulled away.

“I’m sorry I’m late, my parents were being dicks again. As usual, their fights just had to revolve around me, so it was sort of hard to leave.”

"Don’t even worry about, I didn’t even realize what time it was. Come, sit," he blurted out before sitting on his bed and gesturing towards the spot next to him. She giggled as she watched his cheeks turn a light red, she walked over and sat next to him, closer than usual.

"So, what are you doing up here, why arent you down there?"

I was waiting for you.

"I didnt feel well so I came up for a bit."

She nodded and looked around the room for a moment before returning her gaze to him.

"Can you believe its the last day of 2019. Gosh, its weird to think that tomorrow will be a new year, a whole new decade," she told him while standing up and looking at his awards and trophies before turning back to him.

“Yeah, it’s crazy. It’s been a hell of a ride. It was a pretty good decade, though, not even gonna complain. Really good year too.”

"Exactly, so, because of that, we are not gonna spend the last day up here in your room, we are going to go and spend time with family and friends. Enjoy their company," she said while grabbing his hand and pulling him up, "Got it?"

He smiled down at her serious, demanding face, "Got it."

She laughed and pulled him out of the room, leading him downstairs.

Once they reached the last step she leaned over to his ear and whispered, "Go have fun."

She turned to walk away before turning towards him once more and whispering, "And meet me in the kitchen for the countdown."

With that she left to his sister, not looking back once. He stared at her as she walked away. His lips tugged into a smile, yeah, he loved her. This feeling is definitely not a “like.”

There was 7 minutes left of the day, the year, the decade. His mind shortly wandered off towards all the amazing things that have happened in that year. His show, his music, his career had just taken off. And y/n was by his side, through all of it.

He remembers the first time after the show premiered that he was spotted in public and he was with y/n. It was a group of about 4 girls and he thought they were absolutely beautiful, and he realized that he was going to be approached and sought after by more beautiful girls (and guys), hopefully. But even then, y/n stood out, she was still the most beautiful person he had ever laid his eyes on.

He looked down at his phone, 5 minutes.

He heard light clicks from heels and the smile that was previously on his face, returned. He turned his head as she ran in from around the corner into his arms.

"Hey! Everything okay," he asked.

She smiled, "Everything’s fine, I just wanted to hug you for the last time, until next year."

He stared at her, eyebrows raised. He playfully rolled his eyes and sighed, "You can laugh."

Thats all it took for her to begin laughing at her own joke that Josh still hadnt found funny. But he laughed anyways because he loved seeing her happy. He looked down at his watch, 4 minutes.

Now or never, right?

"Y/n. I have something to tell you," she stopped laughing and nodded. He took her hands and gently rubbed her skin with his thumb.

He took a deep breath, "I’ve spent this past decade with you by my side. And I can’t tell you how much that means to me. Y’know, its never a dull moment with you around, and you know that I’m not very good with words, that’s why I write so many songs. And most of them have been about you, they’ve always been about you because its always been you. You have no idea how long I’ve been feeling this way and I don’t want to pressure you because you mean the world to me. You mean more to me than I can even put into words. But I can’t pretend anymore, I can’t deny having feelings for you, when I do. I-I love you.”

Her eyes widened as his did. He had meant to say I like you, but the wrong word came out. His heartbeat sped up even more than it had previously. Why did he say it? Another question he couldnt answer. His fear slowly washed away as he noticed a small smile begin to form on her perfectly shaped lips.

“10, 9, 8…”

They both heard everyone in the living room begin the countdown, but still they did not move. He counted down in his head as he heard the others say the final seconds of the year.

“Happy new year!”

As if on cue, y/n cupped Josh’s face with her small hands and brought his lips to hers, his arms quickly wrapping around her waist. They heard the cheers but kept their lips locked. They pulled away slowly, but their foreheads stayed connected.

"Happy new year, y/n."

"I love you too.”

As if he already couldn’t stop smiling, he pulled her to his chest and kissed her forehead. Finally.

If you asked him to tell you his favorite color, he'd tell you, "Yellow, of course." If you asked him his favorite thing to do, he'd tell you, "Performing on stage. No doubt about it." If you asked him if he loved a certain person who always seemed to make his heart race, he'd tell you, "With all my heart."

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