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[syrecjh]

Hi! I'm not sure if you have requests open, but if you do, I had a slightly angst idea. Basically, the reader had a training session or a fight with a villain where they end up getting hurt and are left with a scar or a mark in a place that's not too noticeable. Later on, when they're alone, Bakugou notices the mark/wound and gets really upset - like the classic "Who did this to you?" And you can really see his anger start to build, like a murderous fury. But she's the only one who can calm him down, and in the end, it turns into something fluffy. That's the general idea, but feel free to use it however you'd like :D Thank you so much!

──★ ˙❤️‍🩹 ̟ !! WHO DID THIS TO YOU??!

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ || katsuki bakugo x reader, pure fluff

The scar isn’t large. It curves just below your ribs—an ugly crescent tucked away beneath your shirt, stitched clean but still angry in color. You hadn’t meant to hide it. You just didn’t want to explain it. Not to anyone. Especially not to him.

The mission had been sudden. Quick but messy. The villain had been cornered, desperate, and you’d been fast—but not fast enough. You took the hit, landed the blow, and smiled through the sting. You didn’t tell Katsuki. Just said it was "nothing serious," the way heroes always do when they bleed behind closed doors.

But now, back in the still of your shared apartment, when the adrenaline’s long worn off and the sky outside is bruising with dusk, he notices.

You’re in the bedroom, changing shirts thinking he’s in the kitchen. You don’t hear him until he’s behind you, his voice sharp with something that isn’t quite anger and isn’t quite fear.

“…The fuck is that?”

You freeze. His voice is low, taut like a pulled wire.

You turn, the hem of your shirt caught in your hands. “It’s just a scratch, Kats—”

“Bullshit.” His eyes are locked on the mark—red, raw, puckered slightly at the edges. His jaw tightens so hard it ticks. “Who did this to you?”

You watch him unravel. Slowly. Quietly. His palms clench at his sides, knuckles white like he’s trying not to ignite. Like the fire’s already at his throat and he’s holding it back for your sake. His anger isn't loud—it simmers. Dangerous. Controlled only by the thin line of your breath.

You step forward, gently catching his wrist. “It’s okay. I’m okay.”

He doesn’t meet your eyes.

“They touched you.” His voice is gravel, broken open. “They fucking hurt you.”

“And they’re gone now. The wound is healing. You know how this works.”

“I should’ve been there.”

“Katsuki—”

He finally looks at you, and God, it’s all there: the guilt, the rage, the quiet desperation of someone who wants to burn the whole world for even thinking of scarring you.

“You think I care about your scars?” he snaps, but it isn’t cruel. It’s cracked. “I care that someone got close enough to put one there. That they laid a hand on you and I wasn’t there to rip their damn spine out for it.”

You step into his space, pressing a hand to his chest, grounding him. “You don’t need to be everywhere, Katsuki. You don’t need to carry all my bruises too.”

But he’s already cupping your side with trembling fingers, careful and reverent like he’s touching the last petal of a burning flower. His thumb brushes the scar. He curses softly under his breath. And then he does something rare—he presses his forehead to yours, exhales like you’re the only air that matters.

“I don’t care what anyone says. I’ll protect you. Always. Even if you don’t need it, I’m gonna do it anyway.”

You smile, brushing your nose against his. “I know.”

And in the quiet that follows, he doesn’t say I love you. He never says it like that.

Instead, he bandages it himself the next day. Buys that fancy scar cream even though you laugh at the price. Kisses the spot every night like he’s apologizing to it. Tells you he’d set the world on fire for one scratch on your skin.

And you believe him—because when it comes to you, Bakugou doesn’t bluff.

He burns. Only for you.

[writeriguess]

I just found out you write for Dabi!!! I thought you only write for Kats and Kiri from MHA haha.

Soooo a request. A few days ago, I requested a fic where reader has had a daughter with her asshole ex, who's abusive, and Kats has tried to bond with readers daughter and her daughter finally calls him dad for the first time. Could you do that same scenario with villain Dabi? I just need to see how would she react to an innocent child caring about him and thinking of him as her dad 😭

Father of the Year

The quiet hum of the television filled the small apartment as you stood in the kitchen, washing the last of the dinner plates. The rhythmic clinking of ceramic against metal was almost soothing, a mundane task that kept your mind occupied. Your daughter had long since abandoned her coloring book at the kitchen table, trailing after Dabi as she so often did. You didn’t mind. In fact, you welcomed it.

It was a strange thing, watching the man you knew as Dabi—scarred, sharp-tongued, and always carrying an undercurrent of danger—morph into something else in your daughter’s presence. He was still himself, still cynical, still detached in his own way, but there was something softer around the edges when it came to her. He didn’t coddle, didn’t talk in baby voices or change himself to fit some traditional idea of a parental figure, but he was there. And that alone was more than she’d ever had before.

You hadn’t realized you were eavesdropping until the conversation between them shifted, the usual back-and-forth about cartoons and villains taking on a different weight.

“You know, I think you’re my real dad,” your daughter said, her voice matter-of-fact in that way only kids could manage.

You froze, heart hammering in your chest. The water kept running over your hands, but you couldn’t bring yourself to move.

Dabi snorted, a rough, disbelieving sound. “Yeah? What makes you say that, kid?”

“Because,” she huffed, as if it were obvious. “You don’t yell. You don’t make Mommy cry. You don’t hit her.”

A beat of silence stretched between them. You turned the faucet off, careful not to make a sound as you moved toward the doorway, peeking around the corner. Your daughter sat cross-legged on the couch, her small hands gripping the hem of her oversized sweater. Dabi sat next to her, one arm draped over the back of the couch, his posture relaxed but his expression unreadable.

“That’s a pretty low bar for ‘real dad,’ kid,” he muttered, gaze flicking toward the television.

She shrugged. “Maybe. But you do other stuff, too.”

Dabi arched a brow. “Yeah? Like what?”

“You make Mommy laugh,” she said simply, tilting her head as if thinking hard. “She never laughed before. Not really. When he was here, she was always sad or scared. But now she smiles more. And you make me laugh too.”

Dabi exhaled sharply, rubbing a hand over his mouth as if hiding a smirk. “I make you laugh, huh?”

She nodded eagerly. “You tell me funny stories, and you do that thing where you roll your eyes at Mommy when she’s not looking.”

You nearly snorted, pressing a hand to your mouth to keep from laughing. So she noticed that, huh?

“You also make me eat my veggies,” she added, wrinkling her nose. “Even though I don’t wanna.”

“Damn right,” Dabi muttered. “Can’t have you turning into a gremlin.”

She giggled. “You tuck me in, too.”

Dabi stiffened slightly, as if uncomfortable with the observation. “You don’t need tucking in, you’re not a baby.”

She shook her head. “I know. But you still do it.”

Another stretch of silence. Dabi shifted in his seat, rubbing the back of his neck.

“You’re also really strong,” she continued. “Like, super strong. You made the bad kids stop being mean to me at school.”

Your grip tightened on the doorframe. That had been a mess. Your daughter had come home in tears one day, whispering about how some older kids had been bullying her. You hadn’t even had to ask Dabi to do something about it—he just disappeared for a few hours and returned with an air of satisfaction. The next day, the bullying stopped entirely.

Dabi scoffed. “I just had a chat with ‘em.”

She beamed. “A scary chat.”

He snorted. “I don’t do ‘scary chats.’”

“Yes, you do. You just look at people, and they get scared.”

Dabi rolled his eyes. “That ain’t my fault. I just got one of those faces.”

She giggled again, then grew quiet, fidgeting with the sleeves of her sweater. “And you don’t let anybody hurt us.”

Dabi’s face twitched, something unspoken lingering beneath his expression. “Yeah, well,” he muttered, voice quieter than before, “not a high bar there either, kid.”

She looked up at him, eyes big and solemn. “I don’t care. You’re still my dad.”

Dabi exhaled slowly, leaning back against the couch. “You really think that?”

She nodded without hesitation. “Yup.”

“…Guess that makes me stuck with you, then.”

She grinned. “Yup!”

Then, after a moment, her voice softened. “I know you do bad stuff.”

Dabi’s expression didn’t change, but you could see the way his fingers flexed against his knee. “Oh yeah?”

She nodded. “You’re a villain. You’re wanted. Mommy has to hide you. And everyone’s scared of you.”

Dabi was quiet, watching her carefully. “And you’re not scared of me?”

She shook her head. “Nope.”

“…Why not?”

She tilted her head, thinking. “Because you never hurt me. Or Mommy. And even though you scared those kids away, you did it for me.”

Dabi smirked. “You don’t even know what I told ‘em.”

She shrugged. “I don’t have to. They were really, really scared. Someone said you told them you’d burn their houses down if they ever looked at me wrong again.”

You nearly choked on air. So that’s what he did.

Dabi sighed, rubbing his temples. “Brats talk too much.”

Your daughter only smiled. “I think it’s kinda funny.”

Dabi blinked, then huffed out a dry laugh. “You would, wouldn’t you?”

She leaned against his side, small hands gripping his sleeve. “I don’t care if other people are scared of you. You’re my dad. And you take care of us.”

Dabi didn’t say anything for a long time. Just sat there, staring at the television as if he could ignore the weight of her words. Then, finally, he draped an arm over the back of the couch, nudging her head lightly with his knuckles.

“Yeah, yeah. Don’t go getting sappy on me, kid.”

You felt a lump rise in your throat, blinking rapidly to fight back the sting of tears. You’d been so afraid—so afraid that your daughter would grow up never knowing what real love felt like. But now, listening to her, watching the way Dabi responded to her in his own way, you realized she already knew. She had learned it from him.

And maybe, just maybe, you had too.

[idontego]

Imagine Katsuki has put on some comfortable weight since being in a committed relationship with you. Ordering take out on rainy days in, indulging in celebratory meals at the office or meetings, sweet treats baked by civilian’s he had saved, and his new found love for pasta recipes. His Strong arms still valid and protecting, his back is now beefier, his thighs are soft and rideable, but his tummy is your favorite part about his new weight gain. It’s softer, has a slightly rounded shape to it. Obviously, you had noticed all of these things and he had to as well, right?

“You almost ready, Katsuki?” you called out from the kitchen where you waited in an adorable outfit for an afternoon date.

“Yeah, m’ comin. just give me a sec!” Bakugo responded from his bedroom where he was getting ready. He couldn’t quite really figure out why he wasn’t really feeling his outfit. It was a pair of gray nike sweatpants and a black dri fit shirt. A casual outfit that he had worn frequently. Only this time, he was grumbling to himself, tugging at the waist band and the draw strings, because they were too tight, but he wasn’t ready to admit that to himself.. His shirt hugged his perfect biceps and showcased his scars on his right arm from previous battles, But it also was just too close to his skin, too tight to his now taut belly. He was aggravated, and you could tell once you heard him huffing and puffing louder from outside the bedroom.

“Kats, what’s taking you so lon-“ Your question ended once you saw him standing infront of his full length mirror. He looked up like he had been caught? He sucked in slightly after acknowledging your presence. Heat started to spread to your cheeks once you had an idea of what could’ve been happening.

“Stupid clothes.. must’ve shrunk n’ the wash. Didn’t you wash these on ‘cold?’” He asked, tugging down at the hem of his shirt.

You smiled slightly, almost containing a laugh, but you kept your composure for the sake of him. “I- i normally do, yeah. Maybe you just-“

“Don’t. Don’t fuckin say it.” He warned, face bright red unable to look at you. He turned his body slightly away from you and crossed his arms over his chest. Almost to conceal himself. “What? you think m’ fat now or somethin’?”

“No no. You’ve just put on a little weight, Katsuki. nothing wrong with it.” You pouted, making your way over to him. You approached him slowly, carefully. You could clearly sense his insecurity and he now was like a ticking time bomb of emotions. You wrapped your arms around him from behind.

“You’re stupid.” He bit back, although his arms dropped once he felt your embrace. His body now completely relaxed under your touch. he hated it. “Quit makin’ fun’a me,” he mumbled.

“i’m not ‘making fun of you.’ Look, why don’t we reschedule our date, and today we’ll just make it about you. Go shopping.. try on some new clothes..” That suggestion was a shot in the dark, you said it with one eye open not knowing how he’d react to it, but you just wanted to comfort him, truly.

“Plus, i love you chunky you’ve gotten..” You said, toying with the hem of his shirt, you slipped your hands under the fabric and made contact with the warm skin of his belly.

“Cut it out.” He warned as he squirmed slightly from the contact of your cold hands on his stomach. “M’ not goin shoppin..”

Well, that was partially true. He didn’t want to go shopping with you. He didn’t want you seeing what size he’d pull off the rack when the truth of the matter is you didn’t even care.

“Well, maybe you’ll stop being such a grump when you get clothes that actually fit you, honey,” you pouted, letting your hand roam up and down his torso.

“I don’t need new clothes. what i need to get is a fuckin grip..” He responded, rubbing his forehead with his hand, glancing at himself in the mirror again.

“i- i didn’t mean it like that.. i think it’s cute. i like how you look, katsuki. Why don’t you want clothes that you’ll be more comfortable in?” comfortable, as in clothes that actually fit his dumb ass.

He felt so-… vulnerable right now. Fuck, he hated that word. He swallowed harshly before turning to face you. He planted his hands on your hips, giving him a new sense of control. “You actually like me like..this?” He asked, gesturing to his tummy.

“Of course i do!! i liked you before,.. and especially now. always.” You said, determined to reassure him, and it was true. the word “always” came out barely above a whisper as you started to trail soft warm kisses to his cheek and down to his softer jawline. He stopped you before you could plant more than one kiss to his neck.

“i really fuckin’ love you. You know that?”

He stopped you by placing his hand under your chin to look you in the eyes. “Lookit’ me when i’m talkin’ to you, brat.” He said, eyeing you carefully and looking for genuine affection in your eyes.

You smiled and giggled lightly before looking him in the eyes. “I love you too, Katsuki.”

“Now gimme a real kiss.” he demanded, a cocky grin plastered on his face. There he was again. The confident and cocky Katsuki that you know.

“Like i could say no to that stupid face.” You grinned back, before he leaned in to cut you off with a passionate kiss.

“Tch.. you’re still a brat.” He said, smacking your butt playfully before grabbing his keys and heading for the door. He has his own new insecurities, but he knows he can confide in you. He knows you love him for him.

[seros-girl]

4. reassuring

katsuki bakugo x f!reader

pt. 1, 2, 3

Warnings: smut, theres a p link attached (have to be logged into X to watch!!) angst, tension

you sat in bakugo’s room as he got a few more reps in. he lifted the weight as you stared at him, admiring him.

his arm (the scarred one) starts to shake and thats when you know he’s at his limit. he puts it down and huffs out loudly.

“done kats?” you asked him as you admired his body. 4 months in and you still cant get your mind to comprehend that THE katsuki bakugo is your boyfriend.

graduation is around the corner, about a month out. he nods his head and puts the weight away in the corner of his dorm.

he looks at you and tackles you as you let out a series of giggles. “oof kats youre heavy” you huff out as you push at his strong chest.

he leans up slightly and captures your mouth with his. you cup his face immediately and kiss back. his hands roam your sides as you pull him in closer.

he hums against your lips as you scratch his bare, muscly back. his hands move under your (his) shirt and you hum in delight, bucking your hips upward.

he breaks the kiss as he looks down at you, lips swollen. both your faces are flushed as you pull him back in for more.

he lets out a groan as you tug on his hair and you let a small whine slip from your lips at the sound of it.

to put it bluntly, in the 4 (maybe six if we count those 2 months of situationship) months you and bakugo have been dating, you havent had sex.

its not like the two of you were craving it . what you had going on was great and wholesome, the occasional make out in his room at late hours of the night, but otherwise innocent and pure.

you wanted him to be completely ready, considering he is still a virgin. he breaks the kiss and breathes heavily.

you can tell he’s worked up, its pressed up against your thigh.

“im ready” he breathes out as he locks eyes with you. “yea?” you ask softly as you grab ahold of his face, him melting at your touch.

“yea” he nods firmly. “okay” you smiled bringing him in for a kiss. “okay” he mumbles against your lips as he hooks his arms under your knees and lifting you up effortlessly.

your lips never leave each other as he walks near the top of his bed and sets you down gently. he tugs on the shirt and he pulls it over your head, leaving you in lace lingerie.

its orange as bakugo leans back to admire it. “you are ethereal” he murmurs as he leans in to kiss your neck, sucking here and there making you let out small whimpers.

“and you sound so pretty too fuck” he says against your neck. his hands tugs at your lingerie, relishing it. “you wear this for me?” he mumbles as he presses small kisses to the exposed skin of your boobs.

“its so pretty, but i have to remove this” he says as he moves his hand around your body to unclasp your bra.

your boobs fall freely from the hold your bra had them in and his pupils dilate. he touches one and you gasp.

he kisses you again as you move your hands to help him rid of his gym shorts. his underwear being orange was so funny you burst out laughing.

“hey were matching!” you exclaimed happily and continued laughing. “youre adorable shut up” he says kneeding one of your boobs in his hand.

he gets rid of your orange thong and lets his hands wander around. you gasp at bakugo splitting your lips apart snd gathering your wetness.

“geez youre so wet baby” he murmers against your lips as his fingers wander towards your entrance. he pushes one in and starts to finger you to prep you.

he did his research (not in that way) about what to do. his thumb presses up against your clit as he moves in slow circles around your bundle of nerves.

“oh kats!” you moan out as you wrap your arms around his back, scratching. “fuck” you whine out as he sets a pace with his fingers.

as soon as you were about to cum he pulls his fingers out and you whine. “no” you said as you pull katsuki in for a kiss.

he removes his underwear and pulls away to open his bedside drawer. he pulls out a box of unopened condoms.

he struggles to rip open the plastic off of it, as he is visibly nervous. he finally gets it off and practically rips the box open.

you giggle as you lay there, legs spread open, waiting for him. you look down at his dick and just woah. you look up at him as he rips the foil open with his teeth.

“youre beautiful” you said softly placing a hand on his abs. he rolls the condom on as he looks at you. “im nervous” he admits to you as you grab a hold of his forearms.

“its okay baby” you whisper to him brushing his hair away from his face. he nods his head as he grabs your hand, gripping it tightly.

you adjust your hips so your legs are spread wider. with his free hand he grabs his dick and aligns it with your entrance.

he slowly pushes in as you both wince, the stretch burning. he is definitely bigger than iida. he moves slowly, inch by inch, your pussy allowing him in.

once he’s completely in, he hangs his head low, regaining his balance. he lets out a groan as you squeeze around him.

“you feel so nice” he says as he slowly starts moving. you wrap your legs around his waist as he kisses your neck.

he slowly moves in and out as you both let out a series of moans and groans. he sets a fatser pace as he grows confident.

“youre so big kats” you moan and he looks at you, stilling his movements. “gosh i love you” he says moving again and you gasp as he kisses you.

one at this new angle he had you in. your back arch as he held onto you tightly as he rutted into you.

two at the fact he said he loves you.

“i love you too kats” you were able to babble out as he smirks against your nipple. he sucks softly, swirling his tongue around. his mouth never leaving your nipple.

“kats im gonna-“ “let it out, im right behind you” he murmurs against your nipple going back to sucking. you let out a moan as the coil finally snaps and your legs shake.

bakugo cums into the condom as he gently thrusts a couple of times, letting the both of you ride out your high.

he stays inside you for a moment as you both catch your breaths. he looks up to look at you. “i mean it” he says breathless.

you look up at him and softly smile. “i know” you start pressing a small kiss to his lips as he pulls out, disposing of the condom. “i mean it too” you pull him into a hug as he collapses on top of you.

💥💥💥💥

“you nasty” kaminari whispers to you the next day and you look at him. “good morning to you to denks” you said rolling your eyes playfully.

“how…” denki trails off mimicking with his hands what he’s trying to indicate. “look who’s nasty now” you started scooping up a bite of your cereal.

“and gay, ky come get your man!” you called out as you smiled at denki and walked away to put your bowl in the sink, washing it.

“what’d he do now?” jiro asked as she walked in and grabbed denki’s arm like a child. “eavesdropped on me and bakugo” you said and averted your eyes.

“asked what his size was” you mumur that last part and she gasps. “oh my- MINA!” she calls out walking out of the kitchen to find her.

denki pushes you out as the girls somehow, within the span of 2 seconds, all found out. they grab you, dragging out of the dormitory complex and on the walk to UA.

“bakuwhore is no longer a virgin!” mina exclaims as she shakes your shoulders. “way to go!” she says squealing.

“wait why are you so excited mina?” you asked laughing. “lets just say my man owes me money now” she winked and you all laughed.

“this is great! we all have men, were graduating soon, life cannot be any better!” hagakure squeals in excitement.

you all stopped and looked at each other. “WHEN DID YOU GET A MAN?” you all let out at the same time.

she makes herself visible, her green hair bouncing slightly. “uhhhh” she says blushing as she looks at the boys who are not far off from you guys.

“one hint: elbows” she says and runs away. you all look at each other as you all think of who. “its sero guys” momo says and you all let out an “oh!” together.

“get back here toru!” ochako yelled out as you all ran after her. “what are they running for?” sero asks the guys and they all shrug their shoulders. “girls being girls i guess” shoto shrugs.

you all make it into class 3A, panting. “dude were heroes in training why are we so out of breath” mina says placing her hands on her knees, regaining her breath.

you stumble into the seat in front of sero, “i dont know man we gotta run more often” you huff out as you lean your head against the desk.

tsu sits in her seat, unbothered. “tsu you arent tired?” ochako questions her and she shakes her head no.

“i have the characteristics of a frog remember, ribbit” tsu says and you all look at her with envy. the boys walk in and denki immediately laughs as soon as he sees you all huffing and puffing.

“denks” jiro starts and he looks at her. “yes m’lady” he says dramatically as he leans in closer to her. “laugh again and this is going in your ear” she says raising her one earphone jack up, threatening.

he backs up muttering a “yes honey” and hides behind kirishima. “man up dude” he says shaking his head. he kisses mina’s head and sits on her desk as she stands in between his legs.

the class starts to fill up as you all wait for mr. aizawa to come in and start homeroom. you sit on bakugo’s desk and smirk up at him.

“you got a little something right there” you tease pointing to his neck. you left two little hickeys just to make sure that everyone knows he’s taken.

“i believe you do too” he mutters and looks at your neck. you have one near your pulse, but most of them littered your chest, which are covered.

“you freak” you whispered to him and he cocks his head to the side. “oh so im the freak” he taunts and thats when mr. aizawa comes in.

you all immediately fly into your seats. “good morning mr. aizawa” you all said in sync as you slouch in your seat slightly.

your legs still kind of hurt from last night. “today were doing basic training” he calls out and lets the cases come out from the wall.

“with class B” he smirks as you all let out happy cheers. “instead of like the joint training where its about 4-5 people in one group, we’ll be doing two v two” he explains.

“now get changed and meet in ground beta where you do the hero basic training with all might yearly” he says and you all get up and grab your cases.

you all quickly change and meet outside ground beta to find class B, vlad king, and all might. “we’ll be pairing you up randomly, draw slots!” vlad king said holding out the cases.

half of class A and B lined up drawing different balls. you dug your hand in and picked a random ball. you look down and see its iida’s picture.

“can i switch?” you asked vlad king. he shakes his head no and you sighed walking off. “who’d you get?!” sero shook your shoulders as you showed him the ball.

“oooooo” he and kirishima let out and you rolled your eyes. you threw the ball at iida and he catches it. the teams are as is:

round 1:

ochako & tsu vs kodai & honenuki

round 2:

sato & tokoyami vs kuroiro & komori

round 3:

izuku & shinso vs kendo & ibara

round 4:

sero & ojiro vs tsunotori & tsuburaba

round 5:

kirishima & mina (ironically) vs tetsutetsu & monoma

round 6:

bakugo & momo vs tokage & awase

round 7:

you & iida vs kaibara & shishida

round 8:

shoji & shoto vs yanagi & bondo

round 9:

jiro & hagakure vs rin & fukidashi

round 10:

mineta & kaminari vs kamikiri & shoda

“you happy with who you got?” you asked bakugo as you bumped your hip with yours. “least its not iida or the creep” he says looking down at you.

“dont turn this into a fight between you two okay?” he asks you and you nod as he softly places a kiss on your lips.

“were fighting ponytails boyfriend, should be interesting” he smirks as you laugh. “im up against kaibara & shishida, mine should be interesting too” you sighed out softly.

“round 5 will now begin shortly” present mic announces and you look up at bakugo. “hey its a rematch with both of them remember!” you said excitedly.

he leans down and plants a kiss on your lips. “goodluck” you said looking up at him with adoration. he walks in with momo as you watch through the cameras, everything going on.

you spot iida staring at you and you move away towards ochako. “you did so good!” you squealed hugging her tight.

“that concludes round 5! team bakugo wins!” present mic announced 6 minutes later as bakugo and momo walk out, high-fiving each other.

“that fast!” you said hugging him as he smirks. “‘m the best” he whispers to you. “damn right you are” you smiled so big at him.

“round 6 will begin shortly” present mic says as you sigh. “wish me luck?” you asked him and he nods. he kisses your head and you walk off, trailing behind iida.

“whats the plan?” he asks you and you sigh out. “well shishida can turn into a beast whereas kaibara can turn any part of his body into basically a drill” you recall off the top of your head.

“he’s more for close combat” you stop walking and turn to iida. “i have a plan” you said smirking and walking even further. “care to share or ya gonna keep it to yourself” he scoffs looking away.

“just follow along” you spit out. “i broke up with mei” he says and you roll your eyes. “i heard” you said trying really hard to ignore him.

“she doesnt seem too heart broken” you said as you recall you met with her earlier in the week. “she seems like her cheery usual self” you shrugged. “dont think she’ll upgrade your stuff for you ever again though” you stifle a laugh.

“i seriously dont get why you called it quits with her. seriously she’s a great woman, youre gonna need from her soon and you’ll regret tainting that relationship you had with her” you continue and he can only listen.

“i called it off with her because i didnt think it was fair to her” he said crossing his arms against his chest.

“how so?” you said wanting him to elaborate. “if i still have those feelings for you, i want them to dissipate before being with someone else” he says truthfully.

you turn to look at him, “and have they?” you asked. he sighs out, “not yet” his blue eyes looking down into yours. “well work on that” you said continuing to walk.

“why do you have to say it like that?” he asks you, giving slight attitude. “do i need to remind you?” you snapped back and he tenses.

“sorry for that by the way” he apologizes and you roll your eyes. “believe me dude im over it” you said as you sneaked around.

no sight of kaibara or shishida.

“your quirk isn’t compatible with mine, you picked the wrong ball” he complained and you slowly turn to look at him.

“oh im sorry, I COULDNT SEE WHICH ONE I WAS PICKING IIDA” you hissed at him and he backed away.

the cameras were catching all of this. mr. aizawa only sighed as he looked and heard everything. “not the place or time” he muttered.

“so how big was his?” he asks and you stop walking. “excuse me?” you ask tilting your head to the side.

bakugo looks at the screen horrified. class B listens in and mr. aizawa sighed even louder. “should we call the match off?” he turns to vlad king.

“shhh were listening” present mic waves it off. kaibara comes up behind you and stops all movement.

“wait shit- SHISHIDA COME HERE!” he calls out as he looks excited for some drama. shishida rounds the corner and listens in as well.

“cant be bigger can it?” iida taunts. you dont know where iida got the nerve, but you were mad.

“what gives you the damn right” you said starting to walk closer to him as he stands his ground. “to be asking about my sex life. why do you care so much? why cant you just leave me alone?!” you asked him practically yelling.

“YOU rejected ME” you remind him and he scoffs. “still bringing that up?” he asks, looking down at you. “YES because youre standing here looking stupid. its funny that you rejected me and i moved on and im happy for once and youre still here bitching to me” you said ready to physically attack him.

“do you love him?” he asks you and you only look up at him in disbelief. “do i love him? of course i fucking love him” you said scoffing. you lunged at iida as kaibara grabbed your waist and held you back.

“never talk to me ever again” you pointed your finger at him. “if the last time wasnt clear enough, i hope this is” you said as mr. aizawa called off the round.

you walk out of the building as everyone tries to stop you. you close yourself in as your tears slipped down your face. you walk off towards the locker rooms as you silently sob to yourself.

your tears are of embarrassment. embarrassed because your future colleagues and most importantly, your friends heard it all.

you sit on the bench as your body shakes. you struggle to breathe as you wipe your face. the door opens and in walks bakugo.

“hey” he says softly, taking offnhis gauntlets and moving to sit next to you. you lean your head on his shoulder as he wraps his arm around your waist.

“why are you crying, talk to me” he says softly as you struggle to breathe. “he embarrassed me” you managed to say and he sighs.

“mr. aizawa is making sure he receives punishment whether he’s class president or not” he strokes your hair as your breathing starts to even out.

“youre bigger” you mutter into his shoulder as he leans down to hear it again. “what was that?” he asks and you chuckle softly. “i said youre bigger” you laugh now as he joins in with you.

“i love you” he says rubbing circles onto your hip. “and i love you” you said moving up to connect your lips with his.

“im sorry he embarrassed you like that” he says and you shake your head. “‘s not your fault baby” you smiled softly at him.

“that better be the last time he talks to you, if not i’ll blow his ass up” he threatens and you pat his chest. “tone it down honey” you giggled.

“i swear im over him” you said after a moment of silence. “i know” he nods his head. “okay” you whisper softly to him. “alright bakugo get out or youre gonna see boobs other than your girls” jiro announces the girls presence.

he quickly stands as you giggle. he picks up his gauntlets and walks out, telling the girls he’s sorry. “that boy lovesssss you” mina squealed and all the girls form small talk.

💥💥💥💥

3 weeks later, youre in the lab with bakugo as mei fixes up his gauntlets. “oh y/n! guess what” she sing songs as she works.

“what!” you squeal in excitement. “im going on a date this weekend!” she says excitedly. “oh my all might- WITH WHO!” you get making your way over to her.

“someone from the hero course, not class A though the boys in there are drama” she huffs out and bakugo mutters a thanks.

“so from class B then” you urge her to continue and she smiles. “he came in for something the other day and ugh gosh he’s so cute!” she squeals.

you forget that as much as mei was a nerd and lives in the labs, she’s a girl at heart. “its uh-“ she giggles softly.

“sen kaibara” she smiles at you. “awwwwwww!! he’s such a sweetheart oh im so happy for you!” you exclaimed pulling her into a side hug while she works.

“i love tenya, but im not gonna wait around for him until he figures out what he wants” she scoffs and you nod in understanding.

“and i mean if this thing with sen doesnt work out, theres always the single life” she suggests and you nod.

“alright all done bakuhoe!” she says as bakugo makes his way towards her. “not my name” he mutters and she nods her head.

“i know just think its funny” she laughs as she kicks the both of you out of her lab, politely. “you have to tell me all about it!” you said to her on your out.

“yes and tell izuku to come meet me in the lab!” she calls out as bakugo thanks her. “izuku why?” he asks you. “not sure why” you shake your head.

“i love you” you said looking up at him. you held onto his bicep lovingly. “you make me crazy” he admits and kisses you.

for @kekeanna266 & @thisisgoodsoup i love you guys 🫶🫶

[jessesluvr]

Hi! I hope you're having a lovely day,love your writing💗I was wondering if I could request a Jesse x Miller!Reader where they're secretly dating because Joel is super "overprotective". One day, when no one’s home, she invites Jesse to hang out in her room (iykyk 👀), but suddenly Joel shows up kinda like that scene in the show where he walks in on Ellie and Kat. He’s not angry angry because Jesse is actually a good guy, but it still hits him hard that his babygirl is growing up 🥺

thank you so much!!💗

some things you can't hide | jesse x miller!reader

✧.* author's note : hi ! i hope you guys enjoy, i love my jesse boy and i just want to give him lots of lovins'. requests are always open ! tysm for requesting.

✧.* summary : while secretly dating jesse, you invite him over when joel’s out, and your tender, intimate moment is abruptly interrupted when joel unexpectedly walks in. though shaken, joel ultimately accepts your relationship, realizing he has to let his daughter grow up, even if it’s hard to watch.

✧.* word count : 1.3k

jackson was cold this time of year.

wind hissed through the gaps in the walls, raking skeletal fingers across the windows. you could hear it even now, under the weight of a knitted blanket, curled in the corner of your bed, thumbing the edge of a well-worn book you weren’t really reading.

you kept glancing at the clock.

any minute now.

you weren’t supposed to be this nervous—this wasn’t a patrol, wasn’t a run, wasn’t anything life-threatening. just jesse. just your boyfriend. the same boy who teased you during shooting practice and kissed your temple when joel wasn’t looking.

still. nerves sat sharp under your ribs, because joel didn’t know.

not really.

your dad loved jesse, sure, he respected him as a good kid, solid fighter, reliable friend to ellie. but you were his daughter, and there were rules about that, unwritten but ironclad. joel was protective in ways that sometimes made you want to scream, and sometimes made your heart break a little with how much he cared.

you could still hear him, some months ago:

"don’t let none of those boys give you any ideas. you got a life ahead of you. they ain’t thinkin’ long-term."

you’d nodded then. lied. because jesse was different.

he made you laugh when nothing else could. he listened. he looked at you like you weren’t broken, weren’t made of scar tissue and survival instincts. like you were… normal.

and that? that you weren’t willing to give up. not for anyone.

your door creaked.

you jumped—just the wind.

then: tap-tap-tap against the window.

you scrambled up and tugged open the latch. jesse grinned from the other side, snow dusting his dark hair, cheeks flushed pink.

"hey."

"you’re late." you pulled him in by his jacket, laughing under your breath.

"ran into maria on the way. had to pretend i was lookin’ for tommy."

"sneaky."

"learned from the best." he brushed a kiss against your forehead.

god, you missed this.

"dad won’t be back ‘til after dinner," you reminded him, locking the door behind you. "ellie’s at the stables."

"so we got time?"

"yeah. we do."

for the first hour, it was normal. safer.

you sprawled across your bed, jesse leaning against the headboard, one arm loose around your waist as you read aloud from the book, bad voices and all. he laughed at the dumb parts, squeezed your side when you got shy.

but there was this tension, unspoken, winding tighter with each minute.

his fingers brushed your bare wrist. then your hip.

your voice faltered.

"you okay?" he asked softly.

"yeah. just—" you looked at him. the way his dark eyes searched yours. the way his lips parted, breath shallow.

"you sure?"

you answered by closing the space between you, pressing your mouth to his.

that was all it took.

the dam broke.

kisses grew hungrier, hands more daring. your book hit the floor with a soft thud as jesse tugged you closer, pulling you into his lap.

you gasped when his mouth found the skin below your ear, fingers curling in his hair.

"jesse.."

"tell me if you wanna stop."

"i don’t."

your sweater slid up, over your head. his flannel followed. heat pooled low in your belly as he traced your ribs, reverent and slow. you fumbled at his belt, nerves sparking into something heady and urgent.

his lips caught yours again, deep and messy.

the room spun.

neither of you heard the door at first.

the click of the lock. the heavy tread of boots on the wood.

"..you here, kiddo? i brought—"

joel’s voice cut through the air like a gunshot.

you froze.

jesse stiffened beneath you.

the door swung open.

"..some—"

he stopped.

time stopped.

there you were—straddling jesse, shirtless, his hands on your waist. both of you wide-eyed like cornered deer.

joel’s face went still, like a mask. his eyes swept the room once—quick, sharp.

silence stretched, thick as molasses.

"get dressed." his voice was low. tight.

he shut the door without another word.

you scrambled off jesse, heart slamming so hard it hurt.

"shit, shit, shit—" you hissed, dragging on your sweater with shaking hands. jesse looked sick, shoulders hunched as he buttoned his jeans.

"i’m sorry—i didn’t think—"

"it’s not your fault." your throat felt raw. "i should’ve watched the time."

jesse ran a hand through his hair.

"i’ll go."

"no. i…" you grabbed his arm. "stay. just for a minute."

you were terrified. but not of joel’s anger—not really. he wasn’t the kind of man to lose control.

it was the hurt that scared you.

you found him in the kitchen, leaning heavy on the counter. the bag of food he’d brought sat untouched. his jaw was tight enough to crack stone.

"dad—"

"sit."

you did, folding onto the worn chair like you were twelve again.

joel exhaled, long and slow. ran a hand over his face.

"how long?"

you swallowed. "few months."

"jesus." he shook his head. not angry—just tired. "you been sneakin’ around this whole time?"

"we wanted to tell you. just… we knew how you’d react."

"damn right you did."

another beat of silence. then—joel glanced toward the hall.

"tell jesse to come in."

your stomach lurched.

"he didn’t—dad, please don’t be mad at him—"

"ain’t mad. not the way you think. but i wanna talk to him. fair?"

you hesitated. then nodded.

jesse entered like a man walking to the gallows, hands shoved deep in his jacket pockets.

joel studied him for a long moment. then motioned to the seat beside you.

"sit down."

jesse obeyed.

"you’re a good kid," joel said, voice level. "i know that. you ain’t like some of the others."

"thank you, sir." jesse’s voice was hoarse.

"but that don’t mean this is easy for me. you understand?"

"yes, sir."

joel rubbed the bridge of his nose.

"you care about her?"

"more than anything."

"you gonna treat her right? no games, no bullshit."

"i would never—"

"good."

another silence. joel’s shoulders slumped, some of the iron melting from his frame. for a second, he just looked tired, older than you’d ever seen him.

"she’s all i got," he said softly. "ain’t easy lettin’ her grow up."

your throat tightened. "dad—"

he reached over, covered your hand with his. callused, warm.

"don’t mean i don’t trust you. just… it’s hard, is all." he looked at jesse. "and it’s hard seein’ it like that, walkin’ in on—" he shook his head again. "lord."

"i’m sorry, mr. miller," jesse said earnestly. "it wasn’t planned, we weren’t trying to disrespect you."

joel looked at him for a long, long beat.

then, he sighed.

"you two be smart. be careful. you wanna keep seein’ each other, you do it right. no more sneakin’ around."

"really?" you whispered.

"really." he gave you a weary half-smile. "ain’t sayin’ i like it. but i ain’t stupid. rather know what’s goin’ on than pretend i don’t."

you flew from your chair, hugged him tight.

"thank you. i love you, dad."

"yeah, yeah," he muttered, but hugged you back. "you just remember, you’ll always be my babygirl."

"i know."

joel glanced at jesse one last time.

"you treat her right, son. i mean it."

"always."

joel nodded, clapped him once on the shoulder, and grabbed his jacket.

"i’m goin’ for a walk. you two—" he pointed sternly. "clothes stay on."

you blushed scarlet. jesse looked ready to die.

"yes, sir."

"good. see you at dinner."

and with that, joel was gone.

the door clicked shut.

you stared at jesse, breathless.

then both of you burst out laughing, nerves unraveling at last.

"well," jesse said, still shaking. "that could’ve gone worse."

"way worse."

he leaned over, kissed your forehead.

"guess we’re official now, huh?"

"guess so." you grinned, heart lighter than it had been in weeks.

"your dad’s terrifying."

"yeah," you agreed. "but he loves us. that’s the scary part."

and in the warmth of your room, with jesse’s fingers laced through yours, it didn’t seem so scary after all.

[annimwahsss]

𝘾𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙧𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙤! 𝙗𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙜𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙨

It was a lazy Sunday afternoon and you were in your shared apartment with your amazing pro hero boyfriend bakugou katsuki. he was laying on his stomach shirtless and only in his briefs and you were on top of him in your underwear and a tank top it was hot so you both didn't mind the absence of clothing. You watched his back and traced his scars and tattoos while telling him about your activities during the course of the week. And he just smiled and answered in small "mhms" and "mmmss" after a while you got bored and started scrolling through tik tok until you came across a video of a girl in the same position with her boyfriend drawing on his back and that's when you got an idea. You couldn't draw to save your life and even if you could that would take to much of your time so you decided on a better idea, you were gonna color in your boyfriends tattoos. "Babyyy" you said sweetly he yawned before answering you "yea mamas?" He said in a deep low husky voice making your face go hot "seen this yet?" You handed him your phone, him analyzing the video before shaking his head, "I was thinking instead of me drawing-" he cut you off before you could finish " yea because yer' can't even draw the hous' from Peppa pig" he said letting out a low chuckle his body vibrating between your legs and he laughed. You slapped his shoulder playfully and he took your hand and kissed it "pretty hands like these shouldn't be hitting people yer' kno'?" Your face went hot again and pulled it away with a pout "can I just please color in your tattoos kats" you said with a bit of attitude lingering in your voice, he noticed it but let it go "alright mama but only if yer' kiss my shoulder you assaulted" he said dramatically and you laughed before getting off of him and peppered kisses in the area you "assaulted" before going to get your makeup palette. By the time you were finished his back and arms looked like a kids coloring book or drawing filled with bright colors and little doodles and notes u added under some if the tattoos. He had a tattoo of your name on his lower back written in cursive and a small heart next to it. Even though you told him to wait till marriage or get a plan for the future together before he did anything crazy he didn't listen, said that he knew you were the one for him and wanted to get something that symbolizes how much he loves and worshipes you. You didn't like it but you can't lie you loved seeing the sight of it, made you feel special. You made a pink aura around your name thanks to your blending skills, and colored the heart next to it a lighter color and wrote with your eye liner under it "y/n's property" you smiled at it before taking a picture of it and handing it to him. He observed the picture before his eyes landed on what you wrote and a smile appeared on his face "dam right I am and your mine to pretty mams" he said rubbing your thighs up and down and occasionally getting dangerously close to your crotch area but snaking it away before things go any further didn't mind. For the rest of the evening you used his back and arms like your canvas coloring and doodling whatever came to your mind and he let you, by the time you were done he watched it and laughed and said his back looked like your drew it with your eyes closed, you laughed and went into the shower with him and helped him scrub the makeup off. It took forever but it was worth seeing your pretty gummy smile, but it's safe to say hell never let you do it again with all the cussing and complaining he did when the makeup wasn't coming off.

-ANII

[dreamescapeswriting]

So Then Kiss Me ~ BC [MATURE WARNING]

WORD COUNT:5K

GENRE: Continuation of this piece HERE (you dont have to read to read this though)SMUT MINORS DNI, Insta love kinda feel, mafia AU, Chan being a total gentleman with reader, office sex, @meloncremesoda

Cunnilingus, protected sex, excitement of possibly getting caught

PAIRING: Chan x Fem!Reader 

⤜Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - February 2024

⤜MASTERLIST

The sun was starting to set and the streets were already dimly lit and cloaked in an ominous stillness that made you feel completely uneasy. The air was thick with tension and you couldn't shake the feeling that something was going to go wrong at any second.

"You just need to relax, once we get to my place you'll be able to do that." Katarina - your best friend of almost seven years now - explained as you nodded a little taking in a deep breath. Somewhere inside of you, you knew she was right and that you were just feeling uneasy because of the shitty day you'd had.

Shitty probably wasn't the best way to describe it since it seemed as though there was a malevolent force that was wreaking havoc on your entire life today. In the span of a single day, you'd been fired - even though you'd been up for a huge promotion but they'd given it to the new hire. Something you'd expressed your disdain for and was quickly slapped with an unemployment notice. Not only that but you'd been making your way home when you'd fallen into the canal after a biker pushed you and rode off. You hadn't even managed to get a proper look at the guy, you'd just heard him laughing manically to himself from the bottom of the bridge.

By the time you'd made it home to your apartment, there was a giant red notice on the door, an eviction letter despite every single bill of yours being paid on time. The universe was out for you and it was playing a dangerous game with you.

"I'll even let you use the hot tub," Kat smirked at you but you giggled, about to say something when you heard the purr of an engine echoing off brick walls making people murmur to one another about the reckless driving.

"You've convinced me," You laughed, stepping onto the road to cross over to the convenience store since the two of you were planning to grab snacks and drinks for your sleepover tonight.

The black SUV tore around the corner, its tires skimming on the wet asphalt as it sped through the city streets. Behind the wheel, Shadow, drove recklessly trying to get his boss to a meeting on time. But as your luck, and the universe's way of fucking you up more, had it, you'd been crossing the road at the same time he ran a red light. Chan watched in awe as you appeared out of nowhere like a ghost in the night, you looked so fragile and delicate and completely unaware of the impending danger you were in.

"Stop the car!" A voice boomed from the back of the vehicle.

The sound of tires screeching made you look up, your eyes widening in a mixture of shock and fear frozen in place as you began to shake. The SUV came to an abrupt halt mere inches away from you as people turned and gasped watching the scene in front of them.

"Are you okay?!" Kat asked as she rushed you over to the other side of the road letting you lean against the wall as you held your hand over your chest. Your heart was racing so much you were afraid it was about to come right out of your chest.

"The universe hates me," Was all you'd managed to get out as you stared down at the floor, your whole body was shaking as you thought back to the whole thing. The light was illuminated for you to cross the street, none of this was your fault but if the car hadn't broken so suddenly you'd be dead right now.

"Listen! Creep! If you're going to yell at her for being on the road maybe you should take an eye exam!" Kat started to yell out and you breathed out heavily turning to see her staring at a man twice her size who was staring down at her. He was almost 6''5 in height, bald and had a giant scar running down the left side of his face. His attention moved from Kat to you, staring you down and making your mouth run dry.

"Don't stare her down! It might work on other people but we're not going to back down!" Kat screamed in his face, hitting his chest with her purse.

"We'll sue you! You were driving over the speed limit and you ran a red light! Matter of fact-" She reached into her purse pulling out her phone.

"I'm calling the police!" She yelled but you put your hand on her arm trying to calm her down.

"Leave it. He didn't hit me, let's just go home." You begged, all you wanted to do was go home and sleep it off like nothing had happened, the sooner the day was over the better and standing in the street arguing with a man who looked like he could snap you in half was not helping.

"I won't leave it! He could have killed you!" She screamed, her yells beginning to draw attention from those around you. You heard another door open and shut and you glanced in the direction of the car.

"And what do you want?!" Kat rang out making a few of the women around you both gasp.

"Do they know who that is?" One woman muttered making you glance behind you to stare at them. Both of them looked terrified as they stared at the second man who had joined you on the streets,

"Obviously not otherwise they wouldn't be yelling," Her friend whimpered before they scurried away into a nearby store.

"Are you okay?" You glanced back around not expecting to see the man inches away. His accent was thick and you suddenly felt as though you couldn't breathe with how handsome he was staring at you, you nodded a little.

"Are you sure? It must have scared you quite a bit." The man stared down into your eyes searching for any signs that you might have been lying to him but you barely even blinked.

"I've told him to drive the speed limit around here but he never listens," It was a lie. When Chan needed to get somewhere he would, he didn't care who was on the roads but after seeing you so scared there was something inside of him that snapped. A deep achiness that urged him to reach out and check on you, to protect you even.

"Y-Yes, fine. Just shook up," You admitted when you realised he was still waiting for you to answer him. Clearing her throat Kat stared at you, narrowing her eyes at the man and then at you before she smirked a little. It was obvious that you were attracted to the man, though it was lost on Kat as to why since his driver had almost hit you.

"She would be better if you took her for some tea, you know, to make up for your driving almost killing her." Your eyes shot in her direction but she refused to look at you, instead, she chose to stare at the man who was apologising to you,

"Kat!" You hissed out, was she out of her mind? One second she was ready to fist fight the person who had almost hit you and now she was attempting to set you up.

"She's right, I should take you for some tea to steady your nerves. It's the least I can do," Chan said as he watched you, his eyes hadn't left your face since the moment he got out of the car and you swallowed the lump that was forming in your throat.

"Text me when you're done," Kat winks at you, walking away so that you can't decline the offer of tea and you whimper a little.

"I'm Chan, it's lovely to meet you...?" He stated his name so that it wouldn't feel too weird going to get something to drink with a stranger.

"Yn." You told him as he took your hand in his and gently lifted it to his lips, kissing it gently as you felt your body warm at the whole interaction.

"I know the perfect place. We can walk if you'd like," Chan told you as he slipped your arm through his, your hand clutching onto his forearm as you nodded a little. 

"Thank you." You whispered, noticing people staring in your direction as the two of you made your way down the street.

Heads turned at every point making you feel a little uneasy about this whole thing, maybe they all thought it was insane for you to try and go out with the man who had almost killed you. 

The quaint cafe was nestled in the corner of the city, usually, it would exude warmth and comfort for you but tonight it wasn't. Tonight, the sight of the place made you want to shrivel up and die on the floor.

"The universe hates me." You mumbled as you stopped outside the cafe that Chan had offered to take you to. It was run by your bosses - well, ex-bosses - wife who was glaring at you through the window. Not that she had any reason to glare when her husband was the reason you'd been fired in the first place,

"Sorry?" Chan questioned thinking he'd misheard you.

"I just remembered I need to head home, I'm going to be late for Kat's dinner." You were lying through your teeth but anything was better than going into the cafe tonight and having to deal with your ex-bosses wife,

"She told you to enjoy yourself. Is this Cafe not up to your standards? I can drive us somewhere else." He was open to taking you anywhere you wanted to go, even if it meant getting the jet out and flying you somewhere you'd prefer. If you said the word it would be done in seconds,

"It's lovely it's just...My ex-boss's wife owns it." You admitted, looking down at your hands and then at Chan who was frowning a little.

"Oh. How long ago did you leave?" He questioned, pulling you to the side of the door and watching you closely. He could sense that there was something more going on but you were reluctant to share it with him,

"Leave?" You scoffed a little and shook your head, leaving wasn't the right word since you'd practically been dragged out of that building for speaking facts.

"More like fired and today. I was up for a promotion and he gave it to the new girl he's got a thing for." You grumbled, folding your arms across your chest as Chan watched you closely, humming a little to himself.

"Hmm, I see."

"Yeah, I expressed my disdain for it and I was fired on the spot." You mumbled a little, rubbing the back of your neck as you probably sounded like a woman scorned but instead of judging you, Chan took your side.

"Hardly seems fair since you were already up for it."

"Life hates me today." You admitted with a low laugh, shaking your head as Chan opened the cafe door for you. There was no way he was going to let one silly woman ruin the evening he wanted to share with you.

"Trust me, no one will bother you while I'm here," He promised and even though you hadn't known him long you believed him.

As you entered the cafe, the air seemed to shift subtly and everyone turned to stare in your direction and Chan who simply nodded at the owner who hid away in the back room.

"She's not welcome." The woman stated but Chan led you toward a corner table near the large window and he smiled at you warmly.

"She's welcome anywhere," Chan stated as he turned around to face the woman whose face flashed a sign of something unreadable and she nodded, bowing a little to him.

It took almost three seconds for a server to rush over to the table, and take your orders without looking up at either of you. Chan's demeanour remained composed as he stared at you, 

"I'll take a hot chocolate," He spoke to the server but not once did his eyes leave yours as you smiled a little.

"Samr for me please," You said to the server who still hadn't looked at either of you before scurrying off behind the counter. 

Taking in a deep breath you look around the cafe taking in the silence, there was nothing but the soft clink of teaspoons or people whispering to one another,

"Are you famous, or something?" You whispered finally having enough of people staring in your direction and whispering to one another.

Chan was a little shocked, there weren't many people in Seoul who didn't know who he was and he loved that you didn't know, there was something interesting about it. Chan smiled at you and tried to think of something he could say. It wasn't like he could come right out and tell you that he was the towering figure of organised crime in Seoul and he couldn't lie and say he was famous since he wasn't an Idol or actor.

"Something like that," He chuckled as two mugs of hot chocolate were placed down on the table in front of you both and he looked at you. His heart fluttered a little as he watched you slowly take the cup into your hands and blow into the liquid that was obviously too hot but it was cute.

"So why else does the universe hate you? It can't just be because you got fired." Chan stated as he leant forward, he'd cancelled a meeting for this and he didn't want this to be a bust with you.

"Where do I even start?" You whined a little and leaned back on the chair, both of you falling into a conversation about how awful your day had been not noticing that time was getting away from you both.

By the time you'd both realised what the time was it was dark out and you had missed calls from Kat, along with almost 24 texts asking for details about how it had all gone,

"I'll drive you to Kat's, I'm not letting you walk home. You never know who could be wandering the streets," Chan explained as he carefully took your arm in his and led you to the already waiting car. Chan knew what could be wandering the streets and that the most dangerous thing there right now was him but he helped you into the car and instructed Shadow to start driving.

"Thank you for tonight, I had fun." You admitted with a small laugh,

"Maybe the universe gave you such a shitty day so I could make it better," He winked at you sending tingles up and down your spine. All night your stomach had been in an eruption of butterflies and your heart couldn't stop fluttering,

"Maybe." You whispered unable to shake the tingle-feeling you felt all over your body.

"I'd love to do it again, on a day that hasn't been so bad for you," Chan admitted, one night with you wasn't enough and he selfishly wanted more from you than he was probably allowed.

"I'd love that too," You admitted, staring into his eyes as he smiled at you. Before you, he had been a man of very few words but tonight he'd spoken more than he thought he had in his life. His rough exterior was melting away easily thanks to you,

"I'll call you," He said as the car slowly came to a stop, your heart sinking as you realised it was time to come back to reality and remember all of these shitty things going on in your life.

"Sure," You whispered, sliding out of the car and heading toward the steps of Kat's apartment but you were stopped when a hand carefully took yours.

Without thinking your lips met in a collision of passion and softness, your lips wrapped around the back of his neck as you pulled him closer to you.

The kiss lingered until someone cleared their throat making you break apart and stare at Kat who was smirking down at you, her arms folded on her chest.

"I'll call you soon," Chan whispered before placing a small kiss on the top of your head heading back to the car and speeding off into the night. You were too high from the kiss to remember that you'd never given him your number or even your full name as you headed into the house to tell Kat all about your date. 

In the span of almost four days, things had turned from the absolute worst to the best that they could have been. The day after your date with Chan you'd been offered your job back with a promotion and even your own office with a giganic pay rise which went along nicely with your new apartment that you'd found. You'd hardly been able to believe the place when you saw it and for the price it was at? It was a steal and you weren't going to look a gift horse in the mouth with it. 

Your apartment building had its own doorman that greeted you every time you entered or left the building the place was stunning and your apartment was even better. 

There was a crystal chandelier that hung in the entrance, the whole place was a picture of elegance and sophistication it was incredible to see.

"Miss, Yln, Someone is here to see you." Your new assistant said snapping you from your daydream, you nodded at her and sent her a small smile before straightening yourself out.

"Send them in." She nodded and headed back to the office, you turned to look at your computer for a second to check over some last-minute emails when a news article popped up in the corner.

Body found floating in the Canal: Police believe the man found may be the Seoul Pusher they have been looking for. 

"Is that-" You were about to ask if it was the same man that had pushed you when the door opened and shut.

"I see things are going rather well for you," The voice sent shivers down your spine as you shot up from your chair. Standing there with all of the confidence in the world was Chan, he smirked at you as you took him all in. He was dressed in a tailored suit that showed off his broad shoulders and incredible physique and he looked hot. 

"Nice to see you again, I thought you'd never find me." You teased as he made his way over to your desk, taking a seat on the chair in front of it and smirking at you.

"I wanted to give it a few days, one of my men said a week but I wanted to see you." Chan wasn't afraid of admitting what he wanted and it was you, you had been all he'd thought about for the last four days and how badly he needed to see you again.

"I wanted to see you too," You whispered sitting on the edge of your desk directly in front of him, there was something about him that made you feel more confident whenever he was around you and you never wanted that to go away.

Chan's eyes slowly travelled up your body starting from your legs until he reached your face which was burning hot with how intently he'd been watching you.

"What can I do you for? Mr Bang." You'd found out his name after you'd tried to find his number and it had proven to be damn near impossible since he was one of the most powerful men in the city. Something that should have sent you to the hills screaming but instead it only excited you.

"Well, Miss Yln, I came to see, to kiss you, to take you out and woo you all over again." He stood up, your legs now spread to either side of his lips as he stood mere inches away from your face. Your breath caught on his lips as your heart raced intensely against your chest.

The office was now thick with tension as Chan stared down at you, the door was closed but the risk of the two of you being walked in on hung in the air. Your eyes met, exchanging a heated gaze that spoke volumes of the unspoken desires you'd been suppressing for days now. 

"So then kiss me," You barely had time to finish before Chan's hand gently cupped your face, the touch was tender and yet possessive at the same time. Your lips met together in a passionate kiss, the pent-up frustration you'd been holding onto for four days finally unravelled as you wrapped your arms around the back of his neck.

Your fingers found their way into his hair, pulling him closer as the kiss deepened, the chance someone could walk in and find you like this only heated things up more.

"I want you," You whispered to him against his lips as you pulled away for air, your hands tangling into his tie and pulling him closer.

"I'll pick you up later," Chan chuckled about to walk away but you shook your head and pulled him back to you by his tie.

"I want you now," You whispered as his cheeks began to flame, Chan was no stranger to a woman's body and he wanted you too, badly.

"But someone could walk in." He teased you, his fingers slowly running between your thighs as he felt your entire body shiver at the small touch.

"Or does that turn you on?" His voice grew deeper and more seductive as his fingers traced further up your leg until they were right next to your throbbing cunt.

"Knowing that someone might walk in and see you getting the best fuck of your life?" He bit down on your neck softly as you let out a small moan,

"P-Please. Four days I've been left needy," Chan's face burnt red as he thought back on it and a smirk began to take over his face.

"Oh? You didn't do anything to help yourself?" 

"Maybe...But nothing was good enough," You admitted before Chan chuckled darkly, his fingers slowly pressing against your clothed pussy and rubbing small circles as you mewled out his name a little too loudly making him freeze.

"If we're going to play this game here, you have to be quiet, little mouse." The nickname made you shiver as he slowly began to sink to his knees in front of you.

"I don't get on my knees for just anyone, Yn," He warns you before hooking his fingers around the band of your underwear and pulling them down. Before you can see what he's doing or ask him his mouth is on you, hot and wet as he wraps your legs around his shoulder trying to get himself closer to you.

"Oh...F-Fuck," You hiss out, your hands struggling to find something to grab onto as you knock some of the things off your desk onto the floor.

"C-Chan," Your voice came out in a whisper as he used his tongue slowly against you building you up as he ate you out like a man starved. How did he know exactly the right spots to hit for you? Your hands slowly moved to his hair as you pushed him deeper into you, grinding against his face a little as you moaned out. His rhythm didn't speed up or change as you moved your hips to meet him, he didn't stop even as his hand moved to thrust a finger into you. It wasn't long until your toes were curling and you were seeing stars as you came around his fingers and on his face.

"S-Shit," You hissed out as he continues to eat you out while you ride out your orgasm. 

Chan smirked as he stood in front of you, his cock prominent in the tight pants he was wearing you bit your lip, reaching out to rub him through his pants.

"Do you want me to fuck you, Yn?" He asks plainly, the corner of his lips tugging into a smirk.

"Yes." You smirked at him, your hands making quick work of the belt he was wearing as you undid it and pushed down the pants he was wearing. He was bigger than you were expecting him to be but you reached between you and took his cock into your hands gently rubbing him up and down as he let out a small groan.

"Do you have a condom?" You whispered to him, you didn't want to kill the mood but there was no way you were about to have unprotected sex with someone you barely knew. 

Chan took out of condom from his wallet and rolled it onto his long, hard and thick cock smirking down at you as you stared at him the whole time.

"You ready for me?" He whispers in your ear, biting down on your lobe as you nod at him, spreading your legs further apart. Chan eases into you slowly your eyes rolling back as you feel him hit the deepest parts of you.

"Oh shit," You moaned out unable to keep your voice down as he smirked at you, slowly pulling out only to slam back into you as you let out a scream of his name. Neither of you cared that people could hear you outside of your office.

"M-More," You begged as he began thrusting into you, harder and faster. Your hands gripped onto his shoulders as he fucked into you at a steady pace. You'd had sex before but this, this was ecstasy every single thrust sending you closer to the edge.

Everyone outside probably knew what you were doing but you didn't give a fuck,

"F-Fuck! Chan," You hissed out as his rhythm picked up your hands gripping onto him as your head fell onto his shoulder biting down on him,

"You're so tight baby, you close already?" He chuckled out through a moan as you clench around him tightly, cumming hard around him at his words. You couldn't hold back the scream anymore as you cried out his name, not even trying to stop yourself anymore.

"I wanna get fucked like she is," Someone said from outside of your office but Chan didn't care, he continued to pound into you as you felt yourself building up. There was no way he was going to make you cum again, not so close together and Chan grunts lowly. 

"So fucking hot, you like people hearing us?" He arches a brow at you as you whimper lowly, your mind already half gone thanks to the two orgasms he'd given you. 

"P-Please," You whispered needing another high from him as you bucked toward his hips, his fingers reaching down and playing with your clit. Chan pumps in and out of you ruthlessly and you cry out as you feel yourself at the edge once again.

"Cum for me, little mouse. I want to feel you cum around my cock," He groans in your ear, thrusting harder until you pushed right off the edge of the cliff cumming loudly around him and gripping onto his shoulders tightly.

Once Chan cleaned you up a little he smirked at you, running his hand gently over your cheek and kissing your lips softly.

"Let me drive you home," He whispered breathlessly, you glanced down at the time and shook your head, you still had a few hours left at work.

"I have to work." You admitted, pouting a little as you thought about going to work instead of going out with him.

"As the owner, I say you can go home," The sentence made you freeze as you turned to stare at Chan.

"Owner?" Your brow arched a little as you waited for him to answer, Chan suddenly felt as though he'd put his foot in his mouth but he nodded.

"Yeah, I've owned this place for years, never really bothered with it until now though."

"You're the reason I got the promotion?" Maybe it should have made you feel like you'd cheated your way out of it but you'd deserved it from the start,

"No. I'm the reason the woman who had it got fired and your sleazy boss. You got the promotion all on your own." He promised you, kissing your forehead softly and smirking as you grabbed your things from behind the desk.

"Does that mean I fucked my boss?" You wiggled your eyebrows at Chan who let out a deep chuckle.

"It was hot though," He winks as you kiss his jawline softly before the two of you head out of your office ignoring the looks you were getting from everyone else on the floor as you made your way to the elevators.

"I have a whole evening planned for you," Chan tells you as he snakes his arm around your waist and pulls you closer to him breathing in deeply as he relaxes with you.

"Fun, I'll text Kat and let her know I'll be out late," Kat had moved into the huge apartment with you since you had so much space for only one person.

"No need, she's out with a friend." He winks at you before you head down to the garage floor of your building.

~Six Months Later~

"Excuse me, I think I remember your driver almost killing me? I don't think it's a romantic meet-cute at all," You teased Chan, he was bragging to his friends about the romantic way the two of you had gotten together and you weren't going to let him bullshit about it.

"Okay fine, but I took you on many romantic dates to make up for it!" He countered, wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you down onto his lap, kissing you deeply as his friends around him groaned at the two of you.

"I thought the honeymoon phase would have ended." Kat groaned at you before you threw a pillow in her direction, hitting both her and her date - Minho before going back to kissing your boyfriend.

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[luhvmria]

Afterlife

Katness’s pov:

At the end, it was quiet.

No fire. No flames. Just Peeta’s hand in mine and the familiar creak of the rocking chair as the sun sank behind the trees. My grandchildren had gone home. The cat was asleep by the hearth. And Peeta… well, he left a few years ago.

I waited longer than I thought I would.

Eighty-five. That’s what they said at my last birthday.

I didn’t feel it.

But I suppose I was ready.

So when the stillness came, I didn’t fight it.

I closed my eyes, and somewhere in the gentle dark, I felt something like falling. But slower. Softer. Like drifting into warm water.

And now, I’m here.

The sky is too light. Not in a blinding way—more like early spring. The kind of light you see through your bedroom window when you’re still half-dreaming. I’m lying on grass. The blades tickle my palms. I sit up slowly, my joints no longer stiff. My bones no longer aching.

I stare at them for a long time.

A familiar voice breaks the stillness.

“Katniss!”

I look up—and my breath is stolen from my chest.

Prim.

“I missed you so much,” I whisper into her hair.

“I never left,” she says softly. “You carried me the whole way.”

When we part, there are more people. A small crowd has gathered. Faces from the past, frozen in the moments they left the world.

Finnick waves from beside a tree, sea-glass eyes glinting. He looks just as he did before the mutts, broad-shouldered and barefoot. He’s got a fishing net slung casually over one shoulder, like he’s never known fear.

Beside him, smiling softly, stands Peeta.

Peeta. The boy with the bread. Not the broken, stitched-back-together man he became after the war. Just him. Pure and hopeful.

My throat catches. He steps forward, touches my face like he can’t believe I’m real.

“Hi,” he says.

“Hi,” I answer.

We don’t need anything more than that.

My parents are there too. My father, whole and laughing, his hands still callused with coal dust. My mother, eyes no longer dulled by grief.

And then—new faces.

Two girls I don’t recognize at first.

One of them has pale skin, hair pulled back in a crown of braids, and a serious but kind expression. She steps forward first.

“I’m Maritte,” she says. “District 4. 50th Hunger Games.”

The other girl steps up beside her. She’s striking—blonde, muscular with a patch of skin where her eye used to be.

“I’m Silka,” she says, her voice calm and clear. “District 1. Same Games.”

“I’ve read about you,” I say. “You’re in the records.”

Maritte nudges her playfully. “You were still my champion.”

Then another girl pushes through the crowd with wide, curious eyes.

“Maysilee,” she says. “Your mom used to talk about me, I think.”

I blink. “You were in the same Hunger Games as Haymitch.”

She grins. “And you have her smile. Weird, right?”

It’s surreal, being surrounded by so many faces I’ve only seen on screens or in nightmares. But here they are. All frozen in time. The dead stay as they were when they died—some younger than they should’ve been, others scarred, still carrying the evidence of the Games.

Still… they smile.

Still… they stand.

⸻

Later, we gather around a long dinner table in the grove. It’s lit with soft lanterns. A breeze moves through the leaves like a sigh. Everyone sits—Finnick, Rue, Maysilee, Clove, even Cato and Cashmere, talking like old friends despite the blood between them.

I sit at the head of the table, not because I want to, but because they insist.

And for the first time, I tell the full story.

“The rebellion worked,” I say. “District 13 came back. We brought down the Capitol. Snow was put on trial, then put to death.”

Murmurs ripple around the table. Some people smile. Others look stunned.

“I killed Coin,” I add, quieter. “She was going to start it all over again. So I stopped her. That’s… that’s why Snow laughed.”

Rue’s mouth falls open. “You did all of that?”

I nod.

“Was there peace?” asks Silka.

“As much as there could be,” I say. “It was hard. It took a long time. But it came. Slowly. We rebuilt. We honored the dead. We made new rules. New traditions. There hasn’t been a Hunger Games in decades.”

The crowd erupts into cheers.

Finnick slams his hand on the table in joy. Maysilee whoops and tosses a bread roll. Even Clove cracks a smile.

“And Snow?” someone calls.

I shake my head. “He didn’t come here.”

Finnick snorts. “Good.”

Prim laughs, eyes shining.

I let myself smile. For real. For the first time in a long, long time.

Maybe this is what peace feels like.

It’s not loud. It’s not fire and triumph and thunder.

It’s soft grass and laughter under lanterns.

It’s Prim’s hand in mine.

It’s seeing the people you lost, and finally knowing—they know everything.

[kinryunomaii]

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[sabrinajenre96]

“Episode Eleven ~ The (Not So) Scary Medical Masquerade”

Michael Robinavitch x wife reader x their kids

Warning ⚠️: the Robinavitch's kids specifically Spencer

Spencer Robinavitch had one goal this Halloween: win the Pitt’s costume contest.

Technically, it was for hospital staff, but she argued, “I’m a part-time hospital entertainment specialist.” And that was that.

The family theme? “Robinavitch General: The Halloween Shift.”

Michael reluctantly agreed to dress as a zombified version of himself. Spencer insisted on fake blood and a name badge that said “Dr. Dead Tired.”

Y/N went full mad-scientist-meets-goth-glam with a glitter-splashed lab coat and syringe earrings.

Spencer was, of course, herself—but with dramatic eye makeup, a clipboard bigger than her torso, and a stethoscope wrapped in orange ribbon. She demanded to be called “Chief of Boo-rgery.”

Grayson wore a surgical gown, a giant fake head bandage, and dramatically dragged a plastic IV pole behind him. “I’m her victim,” he deadpanned.

Sawyer, on crutches, took one for the team and wore scrubs with dramatic blood spatters and “Code Red” written across her chest. “Honestly? This fits my mood lately,” she said as Spencer helped her glue on a fake scar.

Kojo was a mummy. It took three rolls of gauze, a bribe, and four meatballs.

---

At the Pitt

The staff was already in chaos. Dana was dressed as a skeleton in scrubs, Trina was a literal “nurse witch,” and Princess had bat wings on her back and a matching black tutu over her uniform.

“Paging Dr. Drama,” Spencer announced as she walked into the ER, clipboard in hand. “There’s a case of chronic uncoolness happening near the vending machines.”

“Spencer, you’re not even on staff,” Dr. Heather Collins laughed, fixing her cat ears.

“I’m on call for vibes.”

Dr. Mel King walked by with a pumpkin-shaped oxygen tank for laughs. “You again?”

“Dr. King,” Spencer said seriously, “we have a sugar-related emergency. I need access to two Snickers and a backup Kit Kat. Stat.”

---

The Contest Begins

A makeshift runway was set up in the main hallway.

The crowd went wild when Spencer’s crew strutted out in full character—Kojo howled on cue.

“Grayson, limp harder!” Spencer ordered. “You’re hemorrhaging flair!”

Judges: Dr. Langdon, Princess, and Jack Abbott, who showed up as a very suave vampire (and was already sneaking candy to the interns).

When asked about her costume, Spencer dramatically adjusted her stethoscope.

“I’m the scariest thing in this hospital—a five-year-old with access to the intercom.”

---

Bonus Chaos: Candy Round

At one point, Spencer took over the nurse’s station PA system.

“Attention Pitt Staff: The candy has been relocated to the x-ray room. Only cool people may enter. That is all.”

Michael, halfway through charting, blinked. “Did she just commandeer the system again?”

Y/N didn’t even look up. “Yep.”

“Should we stop her?”

“Probably. Will we?”

“…No.”

---

The Aftermath

Spencer didn’t win the contest.

Princess won for her dramatic reenactment of “a nurse during flu season.”

But Spencer did get the “Tiny Terror MVP” trophy—custom-made by Jack with a glitter syringe glued on top.

As they walked to the car, candy bags full, Spencer grinned up at her dad.

“I told you we’d win something.”

Michael shook his head, carrying Kojo like a baby since he tripped over his own bandages.

“Next year,” Y/N whispered, “we’re dressing up like a normal family.”

Spencer gasped. “Normal is for outpatients.”

[katsus-world]

I love the idea of fantasy!bakugou who takes his s/o out in a forest. 🥹

Heavy boots crush fallen leaves, twigs snap and break as he takes the lead. Making sure nothing happens or comes in touch with you. Fingers interlocking with yours so that you’re close to him.

“Katsuki we’re dirty! We can’t go back and your parents see us, me, like this!” You grumble, worried about making a wrong impression so early into the arranged marriage.

“You worry too much! They don’t care if we come back lookin’ like this! As long as we’re not bloody and bruised, you’ll be alright.” Katsuki huffs as he continues to walk. He feels your eyes bore holes into his skull, but ignores it. He likes to see you frustrated.

“I’m being serious kat! You’re used to being dirty I’m not!” You yanked your hand away as you crossed your arms. His gaze turned to look at you with sharp eyes, annoyed at the fact that your touch wasn’t on him anyone.

“Shitty women, then whaddaya’ wanna do?? You wanna go take a fuckin’ bath in a lake or something?” He growled as he walked closer to you, his large figure looming over you. You smiled as he scowled, eyebrow jumping at the question.

“Y’know that doesn’t sound bad.. can we?” You replied coolly as you looked around, obvious that the river wasn’t going to just pop out of nowhere.

“No, stop being dramatic.” He said flat as he pulled your hand back into his.

“Hey I’m being serious! Let’s go swimming!”

“You’re being ridiculous! We don’t have time for that shit!”

“We’re not doing anything today except this!” He cursed something under his breath, head throwing back as he looked at the sky.

“Fine! Fuck fine! If you find a lake, we’ll swim. Now go find one sweetheart.” He said with an irritated grin, knowing that there was no lake close by.

“Fine! Watch me.” You said as you held your head up high.

30 minutes passed and you finally heard water rushing and crashing into some rocks, your eyes widened at the beautiful sight of green patchy grass and various flowers with different color rocks. Some having little black and pink crystals lodged deep inside the hard stones.

“Katsuki I’m stripping!” You said with a laugh as your shirt fell to the ground.

“Might as well, I’ll kill anyone who comes near though.” Katsuki took off his large leather boots with a thud, his lingering eyes looking at you with heavy lids.

Your body was created by the gods, he thought as he took you in. Each curve and dip, every little mark and scar. Handcrafted by the gods themselves.

“So’ fuckin pretty.” He rasped as he watched you slip in the water, your laugh flowing like a melody as the water crashed into the rocks, small fishes danced around you as you continued to swim further down the stream.

“Ay! Don’t go too far! The current is gonna get you!” Katsuki’s heart skipped several beats as he saw how the water watched you up cleanly. Skin smooth and glowing in the hot sun.

“Katsuki hurry up!” You called out as your head went below the surface, then coming back up a second later, your mouth parted slightly as in gasping air.

“I’m right here. Quit going ahead of me.” His hand met your hips as he pulled you against him. His heart rate speeding up at the feeling of your bare skin against his.

“Sorry, I can’t help it! I need to see everything.” You smiled up as him with a gentle grin. Katsuki lowered himself as his lips met your forehead.

“Let’s go then.”

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LMAO IM STILL ALIVE!! I’ve finally made more time to write!!! Anyways not proof read, sorry for any misspelling!!

[noisydelusionlove]

Chapter 2: Settling In

Pairings: (overall) Stucky (Eventual) BuckyxOC/StevexOC/StuckyxOC (This chapter) Stucky

Warnings: non-canon ideas, non-canon timeline, torture referenced, fighting, handjob (M/M)

Kat smiles as she stands in her room. She had finally finished putting her new items away and hanging the decor she had bought, changing the sheets to her new ones as well. She glances at her phone to see that it is 10:0pm. She grabs her new toiletries, new towel, and the new pajama set she bought and heads to the bathroom. She steps into the small bathroom and looks around. One side of the sink holds what are Buky’s items, shaving cream, toothbrush, toothpaste, and other miscellaneous items. She places her toothbrush and toothpaste on the other side as well as her moisturizer and face wash. She opens the shower curtain and takes note that the bottom tub of the shower is fairly large, the idea crosses her mind that she might be able to take a relaxing bath at one point. The shower also houses Bucky’s shampoo and body wash in one corner. Kat places her shower gel, shampoo, and conditioner in the shower before turning it on. She undresses and steps under the spray with a small sigh. She quickly washed her hair and body before stepping out and drying off with the giant fluffy towel she had bought. She changes into her new tank top and shorts pajama set, using the towel to dry her hair before throwing it in a bun. She applies her moisturizer and drops her laundry in her room before heading to the kitchen, feeling hungry.

She walks into the kitchen, noting that Steve and Bucky are sitting close together on the couch as a movie plays on the TV. There is no sign of Sam, so Kat assumes he went to his room at some point. Kat looks through the cabinets and fridge for the items she recently bought and settles on making herself a sandwich. Her back is turned to the two men, and she doesn’t notice that their eyes have landed on her. Bucky’s eyes are immediately drawn to the large tattoo on the back of? Kat’s neck, roses intertwined with what appears to be nightshade flowers. At first glance to normal eyes, the tattoo wouldn’t be significant, but thanks to his super soldier sight he can see the scaring underneath, the reason she more than likely got the tattoo. As his eyes move over her back, he takes in the skin that he couldn’t see earlier when she was wearing a sweater. Small scars line her skin, peaking out from under the tank top, evidence of torture she more than likely went through due to HYDRA. Steve notices Bucky’s eyes trained on Kat, and he makes the same observations as he tells their new teammate and roommate. Kat finishes making her food and lines up before turning around and glancing at the two men and then at the door leading back to her room.

”You can sit in here with us if you’d like.” Steve calls out cautiously, wanting to invite her to spend time with them, but not wanting to push her if she needs her space. Kat looks at him for a moment before giving a small nod. She heads into the living area and sits on the plush chair beside the couch. She looks at the TV and raises an eyebrow at what appears to be some kind of old war movie. A small smile plays on her lips as she glances at the two super soldiers. She finds it comical that they would be watching an old movie, similar to what someone’s grandfather would enjoy. Bucky glances at her noticing her smirk and he raises an eyebrow. “Something to say about our choice of movie?” He says with a smile. Sam walks out of the hall that leads to his and Steve’s room and plops down on the couch with Steve and Bucky. “She’s probably wondering why you don't watch something from this century.” Same chides as Kat lets out a small laugh. “Hey! It’s a good movie.” Steve calls out with fake hurt as Sam laughs. Kat smirks as she looks down at her sandwich. “Just saying, it’s probably something my grandfather would watch.” She says. Steve and Bucky are silent as they look at her before Sam begins laughing loudly. “Damn, first day, and she’s already got jokes.” He says through his laughs as Bucky and Steve begin to chuckle as well. “Well played Doll,” Bucky calls out with a smile, and Kat glances up at him with her smile, one that almost reaches her eyes, a small blush adorning her cheeks as she eats her food, enjoying the sounds of the three men bickering as the movie plays.

When the movie ends Sam excuses himself as he heads off to bed, with Steve following soon after. An hour or two later Kat is scrolling through her phone before glancing up to notice she and Bucky are the only two awake. Bucky is also scrolling through his phone but glances up when he feels her eyes on him. Buckly glances at the time, realizing it’s closing in at 2:00 AM. “I’m surprised you’re not tired, it’s been a long day for you I’m sure,” Bucky says quietly and Kat just shrugs. “I don't sleep much nowadays.” She said quietly as Bucky nodded, understanding the hidden meaning behind her words. He locks his phone and sits it on his leg as he looks at her. “Nightmares?” He says quietly as Kat gives a small nod. “Yeah, they happen pretty frequently.” She says quietly and Bucky nods as he sits up, moving to angle his body towards her to give her his attention. “I’m sure they’ve told you, but there are psychiatrists here that are helpful. I have one I see once a week and she helps me a lot, but if that’s too invasive, you can always talk with me. I can understand a little more than most.” He says, and Kat nods as she looks at him. “I think, eventually I’ll be ready to talk about it.” She says quietly as Bucky nods. He stands up as he heads to the kitchen. He fills a tea kettle with water, setting it on the stove as he grabs two mugs. Once the water is ready he makes two cups of tea before walking over and handing one to Kat. “This helps me.” He says with a small smile as her small hands take the mug from him. She brings the tea to her lips and takes a sip, surprised at how good it is. She continues to drink the tea before setting the mug on the coffee table and going back to scrolling through her phone. After a while, she begins to feel tired and bids Bucky good night as she heads to her room. A few minutes after cuddling up in her bed she hears his room door open, she assumes he is also turning in for the night.

A few hours later Kat wakes up feeling rested, shocked that she didn't have nightmares soon after closing her eyes. She gets up and changes into her new exercise clothes before heading down to the gym that Nat had shown her yesterday. She notices the gym is empty and makes her way over to the treadmills. She runs a few miles before making her way to the punching bags set up on one wall. She wraps her hands before beginning to practice her attacks on the punching bag. 

A particularly hard punch causes the bag to jump off the chain and hit the floor. Kat lets out a groan as she looks at the bag lying on the ground in a heap. She hears a small chuckle behind her and glances over to see Steve standing at the door, having just walked in. “I’ve done that a few times too.” He says with a smile as he walks over and picks the bag up, setting it back on the hook that hangs from the ceiling. Kat smiles as she looks at him. “You pack a mean punch though it seems.” He says as she gives a small nod. “Nat said you had a little of the serum, so that would explain it.” He says as Kat nods. Her eyes glance at the small sparring mat and Steve follows her sight line. Steve gives a small smile as he looks down at her. “You up for a match?” He says, allowing her the chance to refuse since he doesn’t want to push her too far. Kat smiles a genuine smile as she nods. “Please?” She says and Steve chuckles. “Nat gets excited like that too. I think you Russians just enjoy beating us Americans up.” He laughs as Kat shakes her head. 

The two of them head over to the mat and Steve smiles as he watches Kat glance around the mat before looking up at him. “You ready?” He says and Kat nods. “I think so, just, don't go easy on me.” She laughs slightly as Steve chuckles. “I’ll try my best, I don’t want to hurt you.” He says as Kat smiles and nods. She takes a breath and begins to shift her body, getting into a combat stance. Steve can't help but notice how the air around her seems to shift as she looks at him. He realizes he’s not staring at Kat right now, he’s seeing a glimpse of Nightshade. He’s going to get a good glimpse of what this notoriously dangerous woman is capable of. “Don’t worry about me, Cap. I can handle it.” She smirks, her attitude completely changed from the shy persona he’s seen so far. Steve gives a small nod as he moves into his stance. As soon as he seems settled Kat is lunging forward at surprising speed, her strikes sharp and precise. Steve blocks the first few easily but is shocked by her speed. “You’re fast.” Steve comments, but Kat doesn't respond. She keeps moving, her focus intense as she weaves around him, launching a series of well-timed kicks and punches. Steve has to put in more effort than he thought to counter her, but he’s making sure to hold back. Kat’s eyes narrow as she realizes Steve is holding back. As that thought sets in her movements become sharper, more aggressive, pushing Steve back a few steps. Kat presses the attack, her strikes becoming faster, more precise, almost like she’s moving on instinct. Steve manages to block a punch but her follow-up sweep nearly takes his legs out from under him. “Wow, you are good,” Steve says with a smile. Kat stares at him as she tilts her head slightly. “You’re holding back.” She says as Steve nods, adjusting his stance. “Right, I don't want to hurt you,” Steve says as Kat gives a small smirk. “You won't.” She says, a small moment of tension hanging between the two before she moves again, this time somehow faster, hitting harder. Steve is amazed by her movements, at how it seems like she's moving on instinct. For a few moments the sparring escalates, the resounding sound of her hits landing either on Steve’s body or on his arms or legs as he blocks echoes through the room. Steve manages to land a push, enough to knock her off balance but Kat quickly rolls and pops back up, coming back to attack in one fluid motion and continuing to attack. When she lands a particularly hard punch that has Steve grunting she stops and steps back. “I’m sorry I…I got carried away.” She says as she shakes her head. Steve smiles as he looks at her. “No need to apologize. That was great.” He says as he claps a hand on her shoulder. Kat offers him a smile as they turn to step off the mat, they both stop as they realize Sam and Bucky had entered at some point to watch them

”I think she might kick your ass in an actual fight, Steve.” Sam laughs as Kat shakes her head. Bucky is silent as he looks at her. He had watched her moves, and was amazed by how ferocious, yet graceful she was, how she seemed to be a different person while she was fighting Steve. Kat rolls her eyes as she looks at Sam, picking up her water bottle and taking a large sip as the two men begin to play fighting in the gym. She laughs as Steve tosses Sam onto the sparring mat. After a moment she heads back over to the treadmills to end her workout with some cardio. After she’s finished and steps down from the treadmill, she glances up as she sees Nat walking in. Nat immediately walks over to her with a smile. “I wanted to check on you.” She says as Kat nods. “I’m settling in, I think,” Kat says as Nat nods. “I’m happy to hear that, honestly I am. Also, I wanted to tell you Tony is throwing a party tonight at Stark Tower. It’s just going to be the Avengers. I know Wanda, Vision, Clint, I think even Thor is gracing us with an appearance. It’s just a way for us all to spend time together and relax a bit.” Nat says and Kat gives a small nod. “I think that would be good for me.” She says as Nat nods. “I’ll come to your apartment beforehand and we can get ready together,” Nat says as Kat smiles and nods happily, watching as her friend leaves the gym. She quietly heads back up to the apartment to shower and fix herself some breakfast. 

Bucky and Steve finish their own workouts and bid Sam goodbye as he heads off to run errands. Bucky and Steve head back up to the apartment. When they walk in they don’t see any sign of Kat, assuming she is in her room. Bucky glances over at the other super soldier, noticing how quiet and restless he has seemed since his fight with Kat. Bucky smirks as his eyes roam down to the sweat pants Steve is wearing. Without a word Bucky grabs the back of Steve’s neck and pulls him closer to him. Steve lets out a small groan, his eyes darting to the hallway where Kat’s room is. “Bucky.” Steve chides slightly as Bucky lets out a chuckle. “How hard are you Stevey? You been hard since you were fighting with her?” He says as he leans in and begins kissing Steve's neck. Steve fights back another groan as he looks at Bucky, his eyes half closed. “Why don’t we go use your shower and get all cleaned up? I’ll show you exactly what watching you two fight did to me.” Bucky growls before giving a sharp nip to Steve’s neck that has him groaning. The two quickly head down the hall to the bathroom Sam and Steve share. The water is turned on, and clothes are quickly shed as they step into the warm shower. As soon as they are both inside Bucky groans as Steve wraps his hand around Bucky’s already hard cock. Bucky’s eyes slide closed as he leans his head back against the wall as Steve begins moving his hand back and forth, smearing the precum that had already begun leaking from Bucky’s tip. Bucky’s flesh hand moves to take Steve’s hard cock in his hand, giving him the same treatment that has Steve moaning as he leans his head against Bucky’s shoulder, their bodies so close they are almost touching. Bucky’s metal hand comes up to grab the back of Steve’s neck as he pulls his lips to his in a kiss. A particularly rough tug from Bucky against Steve’s cock has him moaning, and Bucky takes that moment to slide his tongue into Steve’s mouth, moaning himself as the kiss heats up. The two continue their movements, each of their moans growing louder until Bucky cums with a growl, his cum painting Steve’s hand and stomach. Steve looks down at the mess before he cums as well. The two of them smile as they give each other one last kiss before quickly cleaning up. When they are finished they wrap towels around their waists, and Steve heads across the hall to his room, and Bucky heads out of the hall and into the hall he and Kat share. He stops when he notices Kat’s door is open, he looks at it for a moment before going into his own room. The two super soldiers failed to remember their new roommate had super hearing as well, and the walls weren't exactly thick, she had laid on her bed listening to every moan, groan, and sound that the shower did not hide.

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Summer was your all time favorite season. It was a season for outdoor activities and having fun. Going to the beach combined both of these. You could truly do anything at the beach, and today, you were going to sit in the nice warm sand and read.

You got to the beach around 12PM and set up your spot. You placed your towel down in the warm sand and had your beach bag with your sunscreen, tanning lotion, snacks, a drink, and of course, your book. You laid down on your stomach and propped your sunglasses on your forehead, as it wasn’t bright enough to put them to use.

Around 12:30, a group of people that looked to be around your age set up next to you. There was a public volleyball net nearby, and you figured they wanted to play some beach volleyball. You shrugged it off and put your earbuds in, hoping to drown out their noise.

Another hour went by and it was getting especially hot, so you put your book down, put your sunglasses on, and sat up. You looked over to the group, and just as you suspected, they were playing volleyball. You watched them all play—you were sort of a people-watcher— but one boy in particular caught your eye.

He was blonde, muscular, tall, and honestly? Your type to a T. You watched more of him, and he seemed pretty loud and competitive, striking the ball down on his friends (opponents?) with all the force in the world. They seemed used to it at this point, which was kind of fun to watch.

Then, you realized you might have been staring too hard. You turned back to your book and began reading, although the blonde’s yelling was bothersome.

Not even ten minutes later, you heard a girl yell, “Heads up!!”

You didn’t think they were talking to you, so you ignored them.

“Hey, you! The one reading!” The familiar and loud voice yelled. That got your attention. As soon as you looked up, you were hit with a hard force, right to the forehead. You were shocked by the sudden pain, and held your hand to your head.

The group came rushing over, all of them except the blonde.

“Oh my gosh, are you okay?!” The girl asked.

“Yeah, that looked like it hurt..” said a red haired boy.

This was your worst nightmare.

“Oh! Yeah, I’m fine.. I just.. I’m sorry.” You pretended to play it cool and shrug it off, although the lense of your sunglasses popped out. You took them off to save yourself the embarrassment.

“I’m sorry about Bakugo.. he can get a little competitive when it comes to games like this. I don’t know why his aim was so bad— usually he aims for our heads.” One of the group members sighed, making you laugh. Then, you heard a voice from behind.

“Hey! Maybe listen next time and that wouldn’t have happened! Don’t you pay any attention?!” Another blonde boy hurried over to him and tried to hush him, saying something along the lines of, “You can’t say that to a stranger!”

You stood up and wiped the sand off of you. You were not about to let this guy talk down on you.

“Yeah?” You retorted, “Well maybe if you didn’t have such shitty aim I wouldn’t have to pay attention.” The boy, Bakugo, gritted his teeth.

“Like yours is any better!” He said, pushing past his friend and walking directly up to you. He was now face-to-face with you and you could see slight freckles and scars along his face.

“I bet it is!”

“Well let’s find that out, huh?! Since you think you’re so much better than me!”

“Fine!” You said, looking right into his crimson eyes. He was even cuter up close, but you weren’t about to let that cloud your competitive spirit.

“Fine!” He shouted back at you.

The two of you played against each other for the rest of the day, and ended with a tie. 10-10.

“This isn’t the last time we’re playing, you hear me?” Bakugo said between pants. By this time, you were both worn out. “You better be back tomorrow, and then the next! So I can beat you!”

You smiled. Sounded like a date.

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Golden Hour- Part 3

Pairings: Park Seonghwa x OC! Katherine

Genre: Hogwarts AU, strangers to lovers(?), shy girl x popular boy

Summary: Park Seonghwa, the light of the Hufflepuff Common room, the Golden boy if you will. Popular, kind, handsome beyond belief. 1/8th of the rowdiest friend group to grace Hogwarts walls. And then there was Katherine, quiet, shy, a fly on the wall. Never seen or heard by anyone except Seonghwa. What happened when the popular golden boy falls for the quiet mouse of the school.

Katherine walked down the corridor towards her charms class, everyone turning to stare as she went by. She knew they weren’t staring at her so much as who accompanied her. Seonghwa and Hongjoong beside her chatting about Sans upcoming quidditch match for Gryffindor. Wanting to support him but not wanting to go against their houses. Katherine had never really cared for quidditch, flying scarring her. Seonghwa nudged her arm jostling her out of her thoughts, “you alright there kitty Kat?” Hongjoong asked, using her now least favorite nickname. “Yeah sorry just stuck in my head.” She mumbled. Seonghwa went to ask when Vivian stopped them in their tracks. “Seonghwa, Hongjoong, how are you?” She purred, hand running down Seonghwa arm. Seonghwa took a subtle step back out of her reach, making Hongjoong snicker. “Couldn’t wait to corner him in the classroom Vivian?” Hongjoong asked making Katherine laugh. Trying to cover it up with a small cough Vivian whipped her head towards her. “And what do we have here? A new little tag along?” She said maliciously. She turned back towards Seonghwa who was staring at Katherine oblivious to the girl in front of him. Hongjoong saw the anger rise to Vivian’s face. “Alright let’s get to class. Never a pleasure Vivian.” He said and he walked around her dragging Seonghwa with him. Seonghwa reached back and grabbed Katherine’s hand and she suddenly found herself being pulled down the corridor by the boys. Vivian glaring at her back.

As they settled it class, Katherine went to the back desk with Danielle, “you did not just stroll in here with Park Seonghwa and Kim Hongjoong!” She exclaimed. “Shhh Dani keep your voice down!” Katherine said, trying to calm her friend down. Seonghwa looked back with a smile on his face making Katherine blush. “Kat you are falling for him!! Oh my gods!” Katherine slapped her hand over Dani’s mouth, “Danielle shut up please. I am not falling for Park Seonghwa.” She said quietly, rolling her eyes. Her friend’s demeanor saddened, pushing Kat’s hand away, “would it be so horrible Kat? He’s a nice guy and clearly he likes you.” She said quietly. “I am not trying to have everyone up my butt because of him, Vivian knowing I exist is bad enough Dani.” She said as she pulled out her textbook. Dani’s eyes grew wide, “Vivian said something to you?” She whisper yelled, “shhhhh Dani please!” Katherine pleaded, “she called me a Tagalong and ignored me to flirt with Seonghwa but yes she noticed my existence.” Katherine explained, “what did Seonghwa do? Did he say anything to her?” Dani asked quietly as the teacher strolled in. “No why would he?” Katherine responded.

The two girls so lost in conversation didn’t see the two boys staring at them, “they are definitely talking about us.” Hongjoong said with a smirk looking at his friend whose eyes were fixed on the pretty brunette. “You are so down bad Hwa.” He said shaking his head. “One day Joong you are going to meet someone and she’s going to wreck your world and hopefully your ego. And I will happily stand by and let her do it.” Seonghwa said turning back towards his friend. Hongjoong rolled his eyes but kept an eye on the girl in the back, not liking the way Vivian had looked at her earlier. The viper was brewing something. He could feel it and it involved Katherine. He turned his attention back to the lesson, noticing Seonghwa’s frequent glances back towards the girl. He chuckled to himself. His friend had completely fallen for this girl and didn’t even know it. He couldn’t wait to tell the six other friends about it.

Katherine was sitting in her favorite chair in the library when she heard multiple footsteps walking towards her. Looking up she met eyes with Seonghwa, Hongjoong at his side per usual and the rest of Ateez behind them. “Look it’s our favorite KittyKat.” Hongjoong exclaimed as he sat down in front of her. Katherine looked at Seonghwa, she looked so cute with her head slightly cocked, a confused look across her face. “You looked lonely and Wooyoung wanted to meet you.” Seonghwa explained sitting down beside her. She nodded then looked at the rest of the guys, seeing them all in passing but ever actually speaking to them. “So you’re the pretty little huffle that entranced our Hwa.” One of the boys said with Cheshire Cat like grin on his face. “You don’t even know what entranced means Woo.” One of the others said moving him aside to sit beside Hongjoong.

Wooyoung as it seems had mock hurt on his face. He smacked the back of the boys head as he stepped over them to come stand on Katherine’s other side, leaning against the chair she was in. “I’m bullied constantly here kitty Kat.” He said looking down at her. She gave a tight lipped smile, “sounds tragic.” She turned back towards her book trying not to focus on the seven pairs of eyes on her. “If you’re going to stare at her and make her uncomfortable you guys can go.” Seonghwa said lowly. “It’s fine Seonghwa.” Kat started, “you’re a terrible lair Katherine. If they are bothering you they can leave.” He said noticing how tightly she was gripping her book, her knuckles almost white. “We can go. There’s a book I need to find and I have no idea where it’s at.” Hongjoong replied, “they can help me look.” Seonghwa gave him a grateful nod, knowing his best friend was lying. There wasn’t a book in the library the boy didn’t know. They all said their goodbyes and left Seonghwa alone with Katherine.

He smiled at her as he pulled out his Charms book and paper. “They mean well.” He said with a smile. “I know they could’ve stayed.” She answered not looking up from her book. Her grip had loosened on it slightly. “You’re about to snap your book in half Katherine.” He chuckled, “I can go if me being here stresses you out.” She looked up at him, eyes wide, “I don’t mind that you’re here, we can do our potions essay if you haven’t started it?” He nodded, just happy she wanted him to stay. “I haven’t yet.” They worked on their essays, side by side until Hongjoong came back, “Hwa we’re going to head out. Maybe go for a walk by the lake.” Seonghwa nodded, turning towards Katherine. “Do you want to join?” He asked, she looked up at him then at Hongjoong who lifted an eyebrow as if he was dating her to come. She emailed at him, “some fresh air might be nice.” She turned her eyes towards Seonghwa and his face lit up, Hongjoong chuckled, “KittyKat is growing some claws. Wooyoung is going to have field day with you.” And with that one statement all confidence Katherine thought she had vanished. Seonghwa noticed the shift in her eyes, “it’ll be okay, I’ll talk to him.” She gave him a grateful smile as she packed up her bag. Walking towards the entrance Hongjoong threw his arm around her shoulder, “it’ll be okay Katherine. I won’t let Wooyoung torture you.” She moved his arm off her, “he can’t be any worse than you.” Seonghwa laughed, as Hongjoong face turned to mock hurt.

Katherine followed the two boys out of the library and towards the exit of the castle, she heard the rest of the friend group before she saw them, recognizing Mingi from the common room she felt a little better but stepped a tad closer to Seonghwa’s side. The boy noticed immediately, heart fluttering at the movement. Wooyoung seeing them approach yelled out towards them, “finally find the love birds Joong?” One of the other boys smacked him on the chest, saying something quietly to him. Walking down the moss covered steps Katherine hesitantly reached towards Seonghwa’s arm for balance. Reaching back towards her he took her hand, enveloping it in warmth that went all the way up her arm. Something settling in her chest. She came to a halt in front of the boys, not moving to remove her hand from Seonghwa, feeling it ground her. “Cute” one of the guys said looking at their intertwined hands. “San if you get snarky like Woo, I’ll make sure Angel knows.” Seonghwa said a small smile on his face. Sans face turned an ashen color and he nodded and turned around, leading over one to the lake. Katherine nudged Seonghwa, “who’s Angel?” She asked quietly, her curiosity taking over. Seonghwa leaned down closer to her, “his best friend, she’s in gryffindor as well. They grew up together. She’s the only one he truly listens too.” He explained. Katherine nodded, maybe she’d get to meet Angel and figure out how she has handled all eight of the boys for years on end.

And they walked Wooyoung kept looking back at Katherine, but a glare from Hongjoong or Seonghwa would have him turning back around. He turned once more and before he could get caught Katherine spoke up, “you turning around staring every five steps freaks me out more than whatever could possibly come out of your mouth. So please just say it.” All the boys stopped walking, Seonghwa staring down at her in amazement, not only for putting Wooyoung in his place but for speaking up for herself. Which is something he’s not sure he’s ever heard her do. She looked at Wooyoung, eyebrow raised waiting for him to speak, “Katherine or Kat? Which one do you prefer?” He asked first, Katherine was slightly taken aback by the simplicity of the question. “Anything but KittyKat.” She replied glancing at Hongjoong who smirked at her. “Okay.” Wooyoung continued, “why are you so quiet? What year are you in? What’s going on between you and Hwa because you’re still holding hands and I’m the only one that’s gonna call you out on it.” She should’ve been grateful for the simplicity because the next three questions came at rapid fire and she wasn’t sure he took a breath between sentences. She replayed it over in her head before processing and glancing down at her hand still resting in Seonghwa’s, he squeezed it once letting her know he noticed but made no move to let go. “I like to listen more than talk, I’m sixth year same as Seonghwa. And that’s none of your business.” She replied. Seonghwa squeezed her hand again, giving her a smile as she looked up at him. When she met Wooyoung’s eyes again he was grinning, “I like her.” Seonghwa laughed and tugged her forwards to continue the walk. The rest of the time was spent laughing and chit chatting about school and quidditch, Katherine glad to be included and away from all the prying eyes of the other students.

As the group made their way back up to the castle Katherine detached herself, hanging back slightly. Hongjoong fell into step with her, “what’s wrong?” He asked, his tone not having any of the typical cockiness in it. “Nothing.” Katherine replied, Hongjoong turned his head and looked at her, “Katherine.” She looked at him, not used to hearing her name and not the awful nickname falling from his lips. Everyone else stopped and turned at the sound of their friends voice. With all eight of them staring solely at her she felt herself turning red. “Yall go ahead I’m gonna stay out here a while longer.” She said as she turned and raced back down the steps. The seven guys turned towards Seonghwa expecting him to go running after her, “are you going to go get her or not?” Yeosang asked gently. Seonghwa considered it, debating if she’d really want him to come or not, “I’ll see you guys later.” He said as he raced towards Katherine’s direction. “I told yall he was whipped for her.” Hongjoong said watching his best friend go. “She suits him, and I like her.” Jongho said as he turned and walked into the castle.

Seonghwa found you under a tree sitting down, head in your hands. “Katherine?” He asked crouching in front of you. “Are you okay?” She looked up at him, her eyes red. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to run off. It was just a lot and I got overwhelmed.” Seonghwa stories her, running his hands hesitantly up her back, “you don’t have to apologize if it was too much. I’m just glad you’re okay.” She leaned into him just an inch but Seonghwa knowing pulled her closer to his body. “Do we scare you that badly?” He asked quietly, a little amusement in his voice but when Katherine looked at him there was only concern. “No I just have bad experiences getting close with people and it’s scary trying to do it again.” She said quietly before adding, “I don’t like talking about it.” Seonghwa nodded, “okay let’s just sit here then.” “Thank you.” She said. Katherine leaned back against the tree, Seonghwa’s arm still around her feeling safer than she had in years.

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Just A Late Night Mistake?

Content warning: alcohol abuse, talks of abuse, sex, age gap, harsh words, suicide, pregnancy.

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    I was here again. At a party, even during the end of the world I was drowning everything out at a party. I mean it was a welcoming party for me and my group, but I couldn't do it. The stress.

"Why do you love me!? I don't love you!"

All I heard was those words over and over again spat out by Daryl not only 12 hours ago. I didn't want to think about it and the alcohol was slowly drowning it out. I found a bottle of vodka and walked out of the party before someone found me and forced me away from my current best friend. Vodka. I opened the bottle walking down the steps and I poured a third of it down my throat. When I was done I looked forward to see Daryl staring at me angry. I didn't care he didn't love me. Why would what I do matter to him?

"Kat." he said with sorrow. Oh please, he was never visibly upset unless it was in front of Carol.

"Yes sir?" I slurred in a mocking tone as I took another gulp of vodka.

"How fucking stupid are you?!" he said, grabbing my arm and pulling me back to the house me and him share.

"Whoa at least love me if you're gonna be like this." I said following him seeing as he had my arm in a tight ass grip. He pulled me into the house and slammed the door shut. He towered over me fuming with anger.

"This isn't something to play with." he snatched the vodka from my hand.

"Now that wasn't very nice Mr. Dixon."

"You're going to bed."

"Only if you go to bed with me." I laughed

"Katerina quit yer' shit."

"Yes daddy."

"Go to your fucking room!"

"Not until you tell me why you don't love me anymore. Or if you ever did."

"No."

"Yes."

"I do love you Katrina!"

"But you see that's not what the sentence in my head that keeps replaying is saying." my eyes were watering and he was only getting angrier.

"What are you talking about?"

"GOD FUCKING DAMNT DARYL DONT YOU DO THAT SHIT." I slammed my fist on the counter.

"FUCK YOU KAT."

"YEAH YOU ALREADY DID THAT REMEMBER!"

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"Kat, I-"

"Shut up and kiss me."  I said, grabbing him by his vest. Locking lips with him. At first it was soft and magical but it soon turned rough and hot as he pushed me against the car. My hands found their way to his hair tangling them to be sure this didn't end. His was on my cheeks. He then moved to my neck and jawline. Leaving huge marks everywhere. Marking his territory. Just then we heard growling from the forest.

"Take this in the car?" I questioned as he looked around his body still pressed on mine.

"Yer' would like that wouldn't ya" he teased

"Oh most definitely but you would too." I said kissing his jawline. He then picked me up and opened the back seat door pushing me in and getting on top of me. His hand exploring like he was Dora the explorer and I was the map. My hands went to his vest, taking it off  and unbuttoning his shirt. He lifted me up and pulled my shirt off. He flipped us so I was on top and looked at me like I was a lost treasure he'd been looking for for his entire life before grabbing my hips guiding me around. I flipped my hair to one side as I lowered my head to his lightly touching my lips to his, which quickly turned rough and sloppy.  His hands found their way to my belt as he unbuckled it mine did the same to his. Staring at his bright blue eyes I knew I wanted to do this all the time. I then took my pants completely off and he did the same. For a moment he admired every inch of me.

"You know this is beautiful." he said pointing at the scars on my stomach. He knew I was insecure about them. They were a gift from the governor who Daryl saved me from.

"No they aren't." I said.

"Yes they are ar' yer' crazy?" he said as he pulled my chin down to his kissing me softly

"And your lips are so soft and plump the color of smashed raspberries and your hair brown and golden, shining bright in the sun. your sassy ass walk. And your way to make walkers funny and the way you smile. And yer' beautiful brown eyes the way they look like pools of melted chocolate in the sun. And your freckles the way they disappear in the winter and appear during the summer and your scar goes across your right eye."

" You're so sweet but no."  and with that he chuckled and unclipped my black bra and ripped  off my matching black thong. He then took off his boxers exposing his member that had to be 9 inches. Daryl then lightly lifted me on top of his cock and then pushed down hard giving me no time to adjust to his size.

"Daryl!" I moan out in shock. Which turns him on more as he guides my hips on him faster and rougher. Adjusted I start to bounce up and down faster and faster. I tilt my head back as I'm bouncing on him the sounds of his grunts and my loud moans fill the air around us.

"Fuck Kat, yer' so good." he moans out as I bounce faster he grabs my right tit squeezing hard as he grunts at every bounce.

"Oh Daryl!" I scream as I reach my climax. I slow down to focus on smashing down hard every time. Which is only more pleasurable for the both of us and we moan out one last time as I fall to his chest. The windows fogged up. And the air smelling of sex.

"Goodnight Kat. I love you" he whispers as I drift off.

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" Yeah, I know. Best night of my life."

"Well it wasn't good enough for you to mean what you said to me." I cried looking at him

"Kat I love you but I don't wanna hurt you."

"That's all you're doing by leaving!" I run up the stairs to my room and close the door sinking to the ground.

"I'm not leaving," a sound of silence in response to him, "Kat, please." Still silence is the only thing around him. Suffocating him. He starts to choke on his emotions. As he bangs on the door screaming for her to open the door. But she doesn't know. She doesn't hear him. She's gone and he's too late. He gets the door open and everything slows down. He freezes as he stares at her body on the ground test in hand. He falls to the ground questioning everything.

    He didnt lose one life that night, he lost three.