#so we're gonna write some stuff and yawn and oh today is going to be interesting lmao

[ace-malarky]

I woke up stupid early and gave up on pretending to sleep so like? I guess I'm here now?

Technically we are writing but. you know how it goes.

[osleeplessflowero]

💜 Reader has They/Them pronouns and their appearance is entirely up to you! ❌ The skeletons will not be entirely canon accurate and will have a few of my headcanons attached. I hope they're still enjoyable! Sequel to this oneshot. ❣️ Sanses belong to their respective owners. All I own is the writing. WORDS: 1,589

🌨️❄️ SNOW DAY! ☃️🧊

Snow gently falls from the sky, hitting the ground and covering it with a pure white, cold blanket. It fogs up the windows, freezing them. Trees have icicles on their branches.

Nightmare's garden has been covered up for the season, the roses and other flowers being kept alive inside a magical greenhouse.

A fireplace crackles in the main living room, its warmth filling the castle.

You sit up in your bed, sliding off of it and walking over to the window, rubbing your eyes to wake up a bit better before looking outside. Upon seeing the snow, you comically press your face up against the glass before excitedly walking to the door, sliding on some slippers of choice and exiting your room.

It's SNOWING!

You rush to Killer's door, tapping on it rapidly until he slides it open.

"you have really gotta stop doing that so early." He yawns, stretching and cracking his bones a little.

"You know you love seeing me in the morning." You smile smugly.

"hmmm.. i guess so."

You gasp, mocking offense. "You guess? You wound me, Killer, such a heartbreaker.."

He snickers, putting his hand up to his mouth.

You put the back of your hand against your forehead, leaning back dramatically. "Whatever could I do?"

"you could tell me why you woke me up this early again, for starters."

"Oh yeah-" You stand up straight again. "It's SNOWING outside!" You grin, bouncing slightly in place.

"..okay and?"

"Killer, it's SNOW- we could do all kinds of things out there- we could have snowball fights, we could build snowpeople, we could do a LOTTA things-"

"ehh, when you grow up surrounded by snow it loses a lot of its appeal."

"C'monnn, don't you wanna hang out with me? Doesn't have to be for too long, but I think it could be fun. Why not give it a chance?" You smile pleadingly, pressing your hands together. He looks you over, seemingly contemplating, before sighing and giving in.

"fine, but don't expect me to stay for too long."

"I'll take it." You smile warmly.

"what's goin' on over here?" Dust walks over, taking a sip of coffee.

You make grabby hands, and he shakes his head. "no, get your own. answer me."

"well, they wanna go out and spend some time in the snow today."

"yeah? how come?"

"Because it could be fun- and it means group bonding time."

"what's gotten you all motivated for group bonding stuff?"

"I dunno. I just wanna spend time with my favorite people all together. Is that so bad?"

Dust and Killer look at each other, before sighing and smiling at you.

"i guess one day couldn't hurt, right killer?" "yeah. only doing this for them though."

You smile smugly, before Horror's door opens.

"why are you all so loud so early."

"Good morning, Horror." You smile at him, and he smiles a little in return. "..mornin'. what's goin' on?"

"We're gonna go out and have a snow day. Wanna join us?" "do i have to stand next to them?" "No, you can stand wherever you want." "then i'm in."

"you wound us, horror." Killer pretends to wipe away a tear. "literally could not give less of a shit." Horror deadpans, before you motion for everyone to follow you to the kitchen.

You get some more coffee started, chatting with everyone about old missions and other things like that, pouring cups for everyone. You hear a large set of doors open and close, peeking your head out of the kitchen to see Nightmare approaching.

"Morning, Night." You smile at him. "Morning. What's going on?" "We're all just having coffee right now, but we're gonna go have some fun in the snow later." "Why would you wanna go out there if it's freezing? Humans are vulnerable to frostbite, and snow's annoying to get off of your clothes. Just gets them all wet, too." He scrunches up his face. "C'monnn, there's lots of fun to be had out there. Why don't you join us? You might like itttt." "If I agree will you stop pestering me about it?" "Yes." You blink innocently. "Fine. But only for a little while." He puts his hand on your head, messing up your hair before going into the kitchen to get some coffee for himself.

You fist pump, going back as well.

After a few more minutes of conversation, you go back to your room to find much warmer clothes for yourself, knowing that since they're skeletons they don't feel the cold. You, however, are not immune to frostbite, and need protection.

Once you've properly bundled up, you walk out of your room and go into Killer's.

"Rate the fit-" "gimme a 360."

You spin around in a circle before striking a pose.

"9/10, should've went with a little more red." "You would say that." You snicker, walking out with him. He holds your hand as you walk, much less to keep up and more just because he wanted to.

You reach the living room where the other three are waiting by the fire for you, greeting them and heading out.

Snow crunches under your shoes as you walk, feeling it hit your head and making your cheeks a little flushed.

Killer walks casually beside Dust, who has his hands in his pockets. Horror lets some snow fall on his hand silently for a bit. Nightmare just walks next to you, a neutral look on his face.

You try to think of what to do first, then get an idea and smile deviously.

While the others are distracted, you reach down and pick up some snow, forming it into a ball and holding your hands behind your back.

"Oh Killerrrr.. I have a gift for you." "is it the gift of your undying love and affection for me?" He puts his hands on his cheeks, shooting you a wink. "Killer, you already know that I love you. But that's not it. THIS IS-"

You hit him right in the face with a snowball, then run for dear life.

"ohohoho, you are SO GONNA GET IT-" He runs after you, forming a snowball himself. You let out a scream, but in truth, you're not actually scared. It's one of excitement.

Nightmare shakes his head, watching in slight amusement.

"you gonna get in on that, boss?" Dust asks, standing beside him. "Absolutely not. I'd rather not have snow hurled at my face." "they seem to be having a lot of fun th-"

Dust gets hit in the face with a snowball. Followed by a "SORRY DUST-" in the distance.

"sorry to cut this short, boss, but this is a declaration of war-" "Go on."

He runs off, picking up snow in both hands and making two snowballs, chasing you both down. Horror looks at Nightmare, Nightmare sharing a look back, before Horror just leaves him to himself and joins the fight.

Walls are built, alliances made, betrayals were common.

You had a blast, aiming another snowball at Killer and throwing it before he ducks..and it hits Nightmare.

You feel yourself tense, the others stare at him. Killer looks like he's about to burst out laughing, Dust puts his hand to his teeth, and Horror..honestly doesn't care.

"Now look what you've done." "Nightmare, I-" "YOU DARE DECLARE WAR ON THE KING OF NEGATIVITY?"

He charges at you with a malicious grin, you playfully screaming and running as the others join in an all-out battle. You feel proud that you managed to get him to join in on the fun this time.

Once you all tire yourselves out, you focus your attention on snowpeople building. (After you take the time to go inside and get some extra parts to decorate them, that is.)

You make yours a silly fellow, a rather gentlemanly specimen indeed. You then make a much smaller gentleman to keep him company.

Killer makes sure to sculpt his properly, adding the classic carrot nose and a few pieces of clothing like a hat and scarf.

Dust..okay that's a pile of snow with his name written on it. Doesn't count.

Horror makes a bigger snowperson, carefully crafting details onto it, making small patterns in the snow with his sharp fingers. You give him some assistance, suggesting what to add to certain parts.

Nightmare adjusts yours when you aren't looking, sprucing it up a little and fixing its hat when it begins to slide off.

"Okay, I think it's time to go back inside. Their face is getting a bit too flushed. I wouldn't want to risk frostbite."

"Aww, okay. We should do this again if it snows tomorrow. Maybe we could go ice skating that time- I bet I could skate better than youu-" "Sure, we'll go with that." "You doubt my skills?" "I do doubt your skills."

You scoff, nudging Nightmare's shoulder as you all walk back. He simply grins at you.

You change out of your wet clothes, putting on some warm pajamas and going to sit in the living room with everyone. Nightmare sits to your right at the end of the couch, Killer on your left. Dust sits in a recliner, and Horror sits in front of you on the floor. You lean a bit on Nightmare as a movie starts, tracing lines on Horror's skull with your hand and taking an occasional sip of hot chocolate.

After a few jokes and discussions, you feel yourself getting tired, falling asleep right in the same spot. Feeling perfectly comfortable with your favorite skellies around.

[in-need-of-gally-content]

|Chapter•Four|

•|Masterlist|•

A cozy and comfortable feeling made him hum in his semi-conscious state, it was kind of nice, and he wondered what was making him feel like that, last time he slept on this bed he woke up with his whole body stiff and hurting.

Hearing the commotion outside the med room, he figures he should be getting up, so he sits up with a yawn, that's when he feels body heat from outside his body, as if there was someone with him on the bed.

Blinking his eyes open, he sees that, yeah... Gally is there, peacefully sleeping on the same bed as him. They slept together. He's not sure what to make of that situation, probably just... Ignore it, two dudes sleeping on the same bed isn't weird at all.

In his almost mental panic he wonders how they ended up like that, and his eyes land on the paper on top of the book, and he remembers that Gally had been helping him with Glader words, or 'slang' as he called it, and they ended up talking about other stuff.

With a smile on his face, he remembers the story Gally told him about Billy's arrival at the Glade. He had come up in the box, whining and crying like an ugly baby, feeling so scared of where he was that he ended up klunking his pants more than once during his first month around.

"That was almost a year and a half ago," Gally had added with a far-off look in his eyes, releasing a tired sigh, "I've been here for almost three years, greenie."

His green eyes stared into his, a defeated expression on his face, before showing a glimpse of a smile.

"Even though there was a time when I also wanted to leave the Glade, I ended up liking it here, it's safe and we're able to live in peace for the most part," his hand was placed on top of his, holding it gently, "And I'm sure you will love this place too."

He remembers asking Gally if he had ever gone into the Maze, to which he had responded he had, barely making it out, he mentioned that he had been stung but the serum had saved him from the Changing. He had an expression on his face that made it seem like he wanted to say something else, a conflicted and uncertain look in his eyes. There was something Gally wasn't sure he should say and he respected that.

His hand lifted itself, reaching to try and caress his face, observing how calm Gally looked while he slept.

However, the door of the med room suddenly being pushed open made him jump back, his head turning like an owl to look at Jeff walking in, Clint right behind him.

They held his (e/c) stare for a few seconds before looking at each other, deciding to continue what they walked in to do.

"The box is gonna go down today and bring more supplies in a few days, do you need anything, greenie?" He watched them as they grabbed a journal each and began looking around cabinets and drawers, writing down what he guessed were supplies they needed, and he wondered for a moment.

"Is there anything I can't ask for?" Both of them turned to stare at him, silently questioning what he might need from the Creators.

Jeff sighed and tore a page off his journal, handing it to him, "Just don't exaggerate and they may give it to you, greenbean," he nodded and reached for the book and pen, scribbling down the first thing he knew he needed.

A journal, pens, and pencils too. He figured was really into (writing/drawing) when he kept having these urges to do something on the walls and floors. Oh! Books that were actually readable and in perfect condition, maybe he could build a bookshelf and put it in his treehouse, he added that maybe they could be novels or just guidebooks, like a recipe book or a medical attention book.

Uh... Bring some candy? Perhaps? And coffee?

Definitely a collar and a leash for Bark since the one he had had been torn by two sheep playing around with the leash, and a chicken that loved being on his back to bite his collar, or so he's been told by Winston. And-

He stopped writing for a moment, as if he was frozen, a short, brief memory coming back.

It was... A quick flash going off once, a faint 'brr' sound, something coming out of the device. His hand reached for it and he watched as a landscape showed up in the square film in between his fingers.

"Po..." He mumbled to himself, trying to remember the name of this device, "Pola... roid..." An instant camera.

He wrote down a Polaroid camera along with a few film rolls. Mayhaps he could make the good memories everlasting. The thought was nice, making him feel warm inside.

He tried to think if there was anything else he could need, he already had enough pads to last him for about two or three months, he just had to use them wisely during those days. Nothing else came to mind, but maybe later in the day, so he decided to keep the paper folded and kept it safely inside the zipped-up pocket on his pants, along with the borrowed pen.

The bed shifted under his weight and he turned to see that Gally was waking up.

"Oh, morning, Gally," he hummed a 'good morning' back to him and opened his eyes to see the Med-jacks scribbling away.

"Right, box day," he sat up and rubbed his face, not realizing the way the greenie was looking at him.

"When does the Box go down?" Gally groaned and messed his bedhead even more, his hair sticking in various directions.

"When the Maze Doors close," he nods with a hum and stands up.

"Alright, we have work to do."

He walks out of the room, and Gally follows close behind him, reaching to grab the collar of his shirt before he could walk away and leave the Homestead, dragging a reluctant greenie into the dining area, where the line in front of Fry was shrinking.

"You're gonna eat something, greenie," Gally heard him huff and saw him cross his arms, making him shake his head at his behavior. He made the greenie grab the tray Fry handed to him, both of their plates and glasses full, before pushing him toward their table.

They sat across from each other and Gally picked up his plate and glass of juice, starting to eat the pancakes Fry baked. Gally nodded toward his untouched plate and he watched him slouch in place, reluctantly eating breakfast.

The pancakes were nice, actually really nice and tasty, he had to give credit to Fry and ask him to teach him the recipe. And he notice the superior look on Gally's face as he watched him eat, so he decided to play with him, sticking his tongue out at him.

"If I get sick is your fault, Gally boy~," he said playfully while continuing to eat the remaining pancakes on his plate.

//////

He jogged toward the usual spot just by the woods' treeline, but when he got there he didn't see any planks around on the grass, which confused him.

However, he couldn't ask what had happened because the rest of the Builders ran past him into the Deadheads, laughing and cheering happily.

"You're gonna love this, greenie!"

"It looks so nice!"

"Wished I had one for me as well!"

He stood there for a few seconds, until he felt a nudge on his side. He briefly made eye contact with Gally before being dragged into the woods.

Even if he wanted to ask what was happening, he wouldn't have been able to, because there it was. The first building stage of his treehouse was done. It may have been a hollowed house, but it was there, and could see it.

He looked at Gally who looked pretty satisfied with the results so far.

And well, he was in awe at how much work everyone got done when he was gone all evening the previous day. No wonder Gally fell asleep with him instead of going to his room.

"How is it?" Gally asked quietly, voice shaky and nervous as he shifted his weight around.

The (h/c) haired male smiled brightly while bouncing on his spot, too giddy and excited to be capable of containing it inside his body and he started walking around the treehouse, looking at it from different angles and finding himself completely in love with it.

"I think we can finish it today," he whispered to himself in awe, blinking up at the wooden structure, observing how the flooring was being assembled on the foundation, hammering nails to piece them together to make it sturdy and stable to walk on, watching as they used stools as provisional step ladders while the ladder was being built.

The Builders had been split onto three sections; the ones making the whole walls, roof, and door; the ones that were assembling the house piece by piece; and the ones that were working on the ladder, definitely deciding to make it a sort of retractable ladder, that way, he could pick it up to prevent anyone from sneaking in the middle of the night.

Wiping the sweat off his brow as he finished hammering and tying the planks of the door together with ivy, he noticed the wall with a square-shaped hole on the wall facing the direction of the Glade behind him, it was obviously a window.

"Curtains..." He reached for his pant pocket and unzipped it, pulling the paper and pen out, and leaned down, pressing the paper on Gally's back, who was kneeling on the dirt working on the roof, "Stay still."

Gally sighed and frowned, keeping his knuckles pressed on the wood as he waited for whatever it was the greenie was doing to be over with it soon.

He wrote down 'curtains', before adding that maybe a roll of fabric would be better, and before he could say he was done he noticed a few holes on the back of Gally's shirt, adding a sewing kit to the list as well.

"Done, " he muttered and put the paper back in its place before going back to work.

//////

A few hours go by since then, Fry had stopped by with the rest of the Cooks and some of the Sloppers to bring them food and more water, and everyone took a break, even the greenie had stopped to eat something for once.

And now, it was finished.

The door was being secured in place while he looked from his spot next to Gally, a smile on their faces at what everyone had accomplished with hard work. And a stubborn greenie that didn't know the meaning of "resting".

With the ladder leaning against the small balcony before the door, they watched the Builders walk around, bouncing a bit to assure the sturdiness of their creation, and yeah, it was pretty resistant. It held the weight of four big guys, those that had similar body complexion as Gally, but the limit was of 5 or 6 bodies as max capacity due to the size of it.

Something about seeing the final result of something they've been working on for the past days made him incredibly grateful to everyone that had helped him, but Gally was the one closest to him, and who had done most of the work.

When the guys inside were leaving the treehouse, he turned and tightly hugged Gally, mumbling many 'thank you's against his chest.

Caught off guard, Gally felt his face warming up and looked away from everyone when he noticed the amusement shining in their eyes, teasing smiles growing on their faces.

His hand reached up and awkwardly pats the greenie's head, clearing his throat as he turned toward the rest, avoiding direct visual contact.

"Alright! Our work is done, enjoy the rest of the day!" He heard them as they left, snickering as they walked away, whispering amongst themselves. He made sure they were gone before letting out a sigh, looking down and seeing (h/c) (curly, wavy, straight) hair still pressed against his chest, "You alright there, greenie?"

Gally felt his breath getting stuck in his throat when those pretty (e/c) eyes looked up at him, a wide smile on his face.

"Thank you, Gally," he whispered with a soft tone, his voice sending shivers down his spine. He gently rubbed his back, smiling back at him.

"It was nothing," the greenie shook his head no, and he frowned slightly, "What?"

"You didn't have to but you still did, even if you were told to," Gally felt the arms around his middle squeezing him for a moment, "You're amazing, Gally, and I like that about you."

//////

He looks around the Glade, deciding he will help Newt, Zart, and Abe bring in the full baskets of ripe fruit and vegetables back into the Homestead, helping them tie a few of the tomato plants onto sticks to prevent them from falling, and plucking some weed off the grass.

He catches sight of Clint and Jeff and he rushes toward them, handing them his list because he knew he was gonna forget to bring it in before the Box left, and was called by Winston to help in the barn.

Apparently, Bark had been moody all day and was refusing to shepherd the sheep back into the barn. So after apologizing, giving him pets, kisses, and praises, he was standing behind the flock while he walked backward into the barn, patiently waiting for every single sheep to get in.

"That's a good boy," he said while crouching in front of Bark, stroking his fur and kissing the top of his head, hearing the dog whining with contempt.

He was having a fun time with Bark, when he heard voices outside the Blood House.

He recognized their voices but didn't know their names, he walked closer to the door to hear better and he regretted it.

"I really wished that greenie was more girly and cute, she's kinda hot too," he clenched his jaw and difficulty swallowed, taking a deep shaky breath, "I hate how she pretends to be a guy, it's quite obvious she isn't."

The talk continued, hearing them talking about his attributes and about what and how they wanted to do... Stuff to him rather than with him.

He felt disgusted toward them for talking about someone's body as if it was theirs, and disgusted at himself for being the way that he is.

He couldn't hold it anymore.

He barged out of the Blood House, and past the still open fence. He didn't even spare a glance at them as they flinched at the sudden sound and sight of the exact person they were talking about, but soon, they started laughing behind him.

"There goes the jacked weirdo!"

He feels his eyes stinging as tears begin to gather in them and he rushes to make his way up the Watchtower in the middle of the Glade. Reaching the top, he sits down and curls up on himself, holding his knees up to his chest, pressing his chin on his forearms, feeling sad and angry at the same time.

He simply sat there as the sun started going down on the horizon, disappearing behind the walls, and he remains there, sitting in complete silence where he can't be seen, lost in his thoughts.

He heard the faint sound of dinner being called in, but he couldn't bring himself to get down, feeling like he was gonna spat out anything that fell in his stomach.

And then, a short while after, he heard it. Some of his friends were out of the Homestead calling for him.

"Greenie!"

"Greenbean!"

That's when he started crying, hiding his face in his arms as he sobbed quietly, the soft creaking of the ladder reaching his ears. There was no point in holding in his sobs if whoever was coming up was gonna see him, so he let it out.

For a moment, Gally was glad to know that the greenie was up there, but he frowned when he heard crying, so he kept going up just to make sure it was him. And there he was.

The greenie looked so small curled up like that, it reminded him of the way he looked when he came up in the Box. He sighs and sits on the floor with him, dangling his legs off the edge as he stays there, silent, not wanting to pry on something that wasn't his business.

"Rough day, greenie?" He ends up whispering toward him, still observing the horizon.

Lifting his head, he watches through his glossy vision at Gally, who had turned to look down at his hands.

"I don't think I'll ever fit here, Gally," the weak sound of his voice as it trembled broke his heart, "No one sees me as a guy here, just... I'm just a girl who pretends to be one."

Gally took a deep breath, knowing he didn't... Know how the greenie was feeling, at all, he had no idea what it felt like, he could only imagine it. But that didn't prevent him from trying to help his friend.

"You know what I think, greenie?" He finally turned to look at him, fighting the urge to wipe the tears off his face, "I think- I know you're one of the toughest guy 'round here," Gally shifted his body to face him, a serious look in his eyes, "And I mean it when I say that I wouldn't change you for anyone else, you are part of the Glade now, you're part of my life, our life," he saw how he tried to break their eye contact, and he leaned closer just a little bit, catching his (e/c) eyes again, "I will be here for you, greenie, for anything you may need..." He paused for a moment, "Even if means looking and acting like an idiot to cheer you up."

A soft chuckle reached his ears, and Gally realized how much he likes that sound. Smiling involuntarily, he continues to make comments and tell funny stories, just to hear him laugh and watch the wide smile returning to his face.

And he realizes how late it is when he sees the Homestead almost completely in the dark. He stands up and heads to the ladder, "Let's go, greenie."

A warm hand holds onto his before he could take a step down, his green eyes staring down at him, watching a soft smile pulling the greenie's lips up, squeezing his hand for a second.

"(M/n)," Gally can only stay silent, blinking as he watches his face in the faint light the moon casted on them, "My name... is (M/n)."

He saw Gally smiling widely before pulling him up on his feet, wrapping his free hand around his shoulders, "That's so nice to hear, gre... (M/n)."

If hearing his name being said by himself made him happy and feel validated, like himself... he wouldn't have guessed how nice it sounded when someone else said it.

Although he was sure that only Gally could make him feel warm and flustered with the way he said his name.

//////

When they walked back to the Homestead, Newt, Fry, Winston, Mikah, Jim, and Mike immediately hugged him when they saw him safe and sound, Gally following close behind. They pointed out the signs that he had been crying and he simply shrugged them off, sitting on the dining table surrounded by his friends and he ate his heated up dinner, courtesy of Fry.

And now, he found himself walking with Gally to his new home. The walk was quite yet comfortable and he wondered if that talk with him was the trigger to bring them closer.

Soon enough, they stopped in front of the treehouse, and (M/n) wasn't sure if he should ask or not.

"Your stuff is already inside, (M/n)," there go the goosebumps again. He looked up at Gally, and met his eyes since he was apparently already looking at him, "Good night."

"Uh- Gally," he stopped mid-step, his hands inside his pockets as he looked at him, "Do you want to... Stay the night here?"

Gally wasn't sure if he should, he had been feeling conflicted since the whole talk at the Watchtower, and the last thing he wanted was to make (M/n) uncomfortable, but at the same time, he was dreading walking back to his room and...

He really wanted to spend more time with him.

Trying to contain his smile, he nodded and walked closer to him, "Sure, wouldn't mind it, greenie."

[rattyoakenbitch]

❝𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲❞ ─ 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝

but when he loves me i feel like i'm floating

when he calls me pretty i feel like somebody

❥ content ; little gn reader, sfw agere, corpse is a cg, mostly fluff with a smidge of angst

❥ warnings ; daddy issues, childhood trauma, hints of emotional & verbal abuse and of course age regression if ur uncomfy w that stuff. also pet names and the use of the word "daddy" but not in a sexual/smutty context!!! agere is not a kink!!!

❥ synopsis ; you age regress to cope and corpse takes care of you through it all

❥ a/n ; i got a request to write this agere fic a couple months ago on my wattpad! i myself used to be a part of the agere community but it has been years so i forgot a lot of what i learned. however, unlike age play and cgl, agere is just a coping mechanism and totally nonsexual!! pls do ur research before u attack members of the agere community (: ur coping mechanisms are valid!!!

With a frustrated groan, you push yourself away from your desk, now spinning slowly on your little office type chair.

You had procrastinated and hadn't done any of your work, and even when you did try to finish it, you were easily distracted or discouraged by intrustive thoughts.

Your mind would never fail to drift back to memories of when you were younger. However, those memories weren't exactly fond or anything you'd even want to remember.

Yet they were there, either popping up unexpectedly or lingering in the back of your unconcious mind.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when you felt two strong arms wrap around you, causing you to nearly jump out of your seat.

Corpse hummed. "Are you done with your work yet, darling?"

"Can't finish it.. My brain doesn't wanna co-operate with me today, or ever," you whine, feeling angry tears begin to form behind your waterline.

Corpse sensed the anxiety and frustration in your voice and immediately knew the cause.

"You're not a failure, Y/N. Your father was wrong, and you know it."

"Yeah, but hearing his words in my head don't exactly help when I'm trying to work."

"I know, baby, I know," Still not letting you free from his embrace, Corpse held your significantly smaller hands in his. "But he's not here. It's just me, doll. You're safe."

He knew what he was doing. And he knew that you knew.

You pulled away from his hold, now standing up to face him. He as well stood up to his full height, looking down at you with soft, comforting eyes.

"A-Are you sure I can..?" You ask timidly, looking down at the floor to avoid his gaze. He nods encouragingly.

"Of course, doll. I'll take care of you."

He brings his hand to caress your face and tilts it upwards so your eyes met.

Your eyes dart across the room, looking anywhere but into Corpse's own eyes.

"Tsk, eyes on me, baby."

You hesitantly bring your eyes back to meet his, prompting Corpse to praise you. You feel the blood rush to your cheeks at this.

"You promise?? I don't wanna be a distraction, I-"

Wordlessly, Corpse brushes his thumb on your bottom lip, causing you to quiet down immediately.

"What are you saying? I always have time for you. Now c'mon."

You giggle as Corpse lifts you up into his arms bridal style and takes you to the living room.

You end up watching a Studio Ghibli movie together, tucked underneath blankets and with you snuggled up into Corpse's chest.

At some point during the movie, you unwrap one of Corpse's arms around you and take his hand. This causes Corpse to unconciously hold your hand in his big, calloused ones, adorned with metal rings.

You both look down to where he held you.

"Awe, now would you look at that. Your hand looks so cute, the way it fits in mine," he coos, causing you to sink further into your blankets, hiding your blush.

"Mm stop," you pout, only making Corpse chuckle some more.

"You're hiding because you're blushing?"

"Yes!! Now stop laughing, you big meanie."

Corpse only responds by lifting you back onto his lap, resting his chin on your head.

"Aww, you really are blushing like a rose," Corpse fawns. "Aren't you just a pretty little thing?"

You decide not to sass back and instead accept the praise.

As you both refocused your attention on the screen, Corpse lets go of your hand and instead runs his fingers through your hair. You hum in satisfaction, leaning into his touch. Corpse continues to do this all while he whispers sweet nothings and praises in your ear until you drift off into a blissful sleep.

After what feels like an hour later, but was really just thirty minutes, Corpse's phone chimes, his screen lighting up to reveal a text notification.

As softly as he can, Corpse reaches over to the side table to grab his phone. Despite his efforts, you wake up from the movement and the sudden lack of warmth that was once wrapped around your body.

You huff in annoyance.

"I thought you said you weren't busyyy."

"I know, little one. Sean wants me to join a game with the others. If you want, you can watch us play. We won't be streaming."

You nod in agreement, and once again, Corpse carries you into the studio, setting you down on his lap soon as he sits down.

You hear a little beep, followed by a variety of voices, all talking above one another. It comes to a stop, though, and you're relieved of the overstimulation as soon as they realize Corpse had joined the call.

"Hey, Corpse is here!"

"What's up, Corpse?"

"Hey guys," Corpse greets them. "I hope you don't mind that Y/N's with me right now. They're little again and I promised I'd spend time with them."

You heard some 'aww's' in the back as voices overlapped again.

"Oh, no, yeah of course we're okay with that."

"That's really sweet!"

"All right, guys, no cursing or excessive yelling! If you scare Y/N, you're gonna have me to answer to!"

Though they couldn't see you, you still shyly huddled closer into Corpse's chest. Corpse's friends, being your friends as well, knew that you were an age regressor and were fully supportive and accepting. So this wasn't the only occassion where they'd played with little you around to watch.

"Thank you," you mumbled sleepily into the mic before yawning and laying back down into Corpse.

He gives you a kiss on the top of your head before he goes back to chatting and playing with his friends. An hour passes, and then it's night. The cold nighttime air seeps in through the windows, causing goosebumps to form on your exposed skin.

Silently, you tug at Corpse's hoodie, prompting him to look down at you. Though you've been quiet throughout the past hour, Corpse hadn't forgotten about you.

He raises a brow, confused for a second until you grab at his hoodie again with pleading eyes.

"'M cold, daddy."

"Shh, okay, baby, I got you."

Corpse pulls his sweater over his head, and on instinct, you raise your arms up as well. Corpse takes his hoodie and puts it on you, causing you to giggle in delight.

"There you go. Is that better?"

You beam, "Mhm!"

As Corpse shared this moment with you, he was still blissfully unaware that his mic was still on. That was, until he heard the choruses of "awe's" in his headphones.

[pure-kirarin]

Slow & Steady [P2] [Sabo x f!reader] (+18)

Genre : Romance - Smut - Bestfriends to lovers General warnings : Alcohol consumption - Dark themes - Swearing - S m u t - possessiveness - Mention of ex-relationships - jealousy

A/N : This is really different from my usual writing style but I am experimenting. Please tell me your thoughts and don’t hesitate to ask to be added to the tag list :) AO3 : https://archiveofourown.org/works/31877203?view_full_work=true

In the last chapter --  «-Enough playing now, you're going to sleep. -B-but ! This wasn't what I asked for....You're really a coward after all...You virgin... » He carried you to his room, putting you on the bed and sitting next to you. «-I'd love to prove you wrong. However, it would be better if you were in a state where you'd be able to recall how good I am. If you want me to fuck you this badly then maybe ask me when you're sober.

Part I - Part II

Part II  -Yeah yeah...Pff..You're no fun Sabo. Things were finally getting interesting ! »

He smiled seeing that you were now calmer. You started to yawn and bury your face in his pillow. He loved to see you getting so comfortable in his room. He really needed a cold shower after your little show.  -Goodnight (Y/N). I'll sleep on the couch. You can get comfortable. -Are you crazyy ? You gonna leave me alone like this ? Let's sleep together~ -Come on (Y/N), you're a big girl. You could sleep alone for one night, would you ? Translation : I don't want to spend the whole night with a semi. And you're dangerously flirty, and I have wanted you for years and now I have to abstain.

-Pleaaaase. You said looking at him with puppy eyes. He rolled his eyes placing a hand in his hair. God.damn.it.

You won again. Like every time. * * *  You opened your eyes hardly next day, feeling something hard against your thigh. You looked at the ceiling

Oh...I am not in my room...Where the fuck am I ?

you turn around only to discover the embodiment of Adonis to your side. A light beam was lighting up Sabo's face. He looked like an angel as his beauty couldn't be that of a human.

Was he always this handsome ?

You didn't know, in fact, you have never had the occasion to wake up in his bed. Wait, in his bed ? This realization came slowly as your head was still foggy from yesterday's consumption.

You looked down, the thing that was pressing against your leg was indeed :

his thing.

You frowned, blushed, pulled away, put a hand on your lips repressing an internal scream, all of this in around three seconds. You then tried to calm down, telling yourself that it was very normal for a man to experience this kind of morning unconviniences, and that Sabo was a man, after all. Even if  you have always seen him as a bestfriend, he was still a man that is capable of physical attraction.

Now that this internal monologue was done with, you felt a bit calmer, but that didn't answer your question. You got out of bed, trying to recall what happened after going in the bar. And it came back. All of it. Without any mercy for your feelings.

You wanted the ground to swallow you whole. Your only wish was to disappear which meant : calling Nami. You headed out of the house, not even having the courage to face your bestfriend.

« Namiiiii -Uh ? What's the matter ? -I fucked up. I fucked up really bad. -Oh yeah ? Tell me about it. -Wait, why do you seem excited ? -O-oh I'm not excited. Come on tell me. What else could you have possibly done ? -I asked Sabo to fuck me. -Wait what ? You could hear Vivi ask Nami about what happened and her answering « She asked Sabo to fuck her ». -Nami ! Don't go on telling everyone about this. I'm on my way. -For starters, Vivi isn't « everyone », she's my girlfriend. And I'm here waiting for you to tell me what happened. -Wait, I'll come at your place. This can't be discussed over the phone. »

You hung up on her. Ten minutes later, you were at her place. Extremely confused. Nami was painting her nails bright red on the bed while Vivi was sitting comfortably on a chair. You let your whole body weight fall on a lounge pug, tourmented.  «-So tell me how you and Sabo ended up fucking. She emphasized the last word in a way that made you almost choke on air.  -We didn't actually. Nami and Vivi both sighed in a synchronized �� Ah » of disappointment. -So hmm...I don't remember clearly. I was really drunk-- well that you're aware of and...And Sabo didn't want to leave me alone so we went to his place. Ace was at Thatch's so we were alone. We hugged and he comforted me. Then I started teasing him, and I don't know what I was thinking, but I kissed him, and then I asked him to fuck me. -Wow that escalated quickly. Said Nami as she continued painting her nails.

-Well, I was heartbroken, I needed something, someone, and he was there, and you know Sabo, he's a good guy ! I don't know what's worse, the fact that I asked him to fuck me or the fact that he said no.

-Oh god I'm so so sorry

- Nami please don't make things worse for me.

-No offense, but you're so dense. Sabo has always been into you. Do you want him, or do you not ? I know that going right into a relationship after a breakup is a bad idea. But honestly it's worth giving it a shot. He's a really good guy. Try dating someone nice for once.

-I don't know, he has something unsettling about him. Like « almost too good to be true » you know ? Added Vivi.

-Ohhh~ I see. Honestly, I always thought that he was a bit prude and hella vanilla. I mean, yes, he's my best friend. But he has never talked about girls to me or about sexual stuff. So I just assumed that. I never thought that he'd be packin' like that. You said as you popped a lollipop in your mouth.

-Ah ? Was it really that impressive ? asked Nami, genuinely curious.

-Yeah. On a scale from 0 to doflamingo he's a solid eight point seventy five. (*)

-Oh gosh. I understand why you're so worked up now.

-That's really...precise. Added Vivi, a bit horrified.

(*) [ The dear reader might need this clarification ; Doflamingo was Law's uncle, he sometimes came to pick him up after uni with his luxurious lamborghini. He wore extremely tight pants that left little to the imagination. And he was most known among your clique for having a nine incher. It was a running joke wether to know if Law got his uncle's genes. Needless to say that this joke wasn't to Law's taste. Now back to our adorable Y/N. ]

-So. I really don't know what to do. I am still heartbroken. -And horny. Added the ginger. -Yeah, that too. I'm afraid of ruining our friendship. -Listen dear, said Nami as she was closing the nail polish bottle, if you're not going for it, someone else would. And trust me, that girl Koala is upping her game. She's going to steal him right in front of your eyes, just like this - and she snapped her fingers. -Oh, and then, you can forget about being « best friends ». Said Vivi adding fuel to the fire. -Yeah, once he's gonna start dating, he won't have too much time for you-- and then, that Koala girl, my god, she seems extremely possessive ! -No way, your voice was detached, trying to act is if you weren't worried, Sabo has never dated any girl before.- -Yes but he seems to get along with that girl. And to be honest, she's kinda cute.

-Nami ! Vivi pinched her forearm playfully, pretending to be jealous.

-That hurt ! And don't be jealous, you know that you're my only one~

-Hmm...I prefer that. Vivi laughed. You started caughing reclaiming for their attention.

-Attention please ! We're discussing my dick-appointment here.

-Jesus you're really annoying, (Y/N), just go for it already.

-How much did he pay you to tell me this huh ?

-What ? He didn't pay me ! You're just always getting your heart broken. I'm just trying to be a good friend.

-Say that you are trying to get rid of her~ Jokes Vivi.

-Vivi, don't expose me like this- Nami plays along while laughing.

-I hate you girls ! You say as you throw a pillow on Nami. The ginger starts complaining that you messed her Nail polish, and the whole scene metamorphosed into a pillow fight.

* * *

You spent the whole day with the girls, chit-chatting about boys and girls and playing stupid games. You felt way more comfortable now, less ashamed. However, you were surprised because you didn't get a message from your bestfriend. You wondered wether he was mad at you, it wasn't in his habits.

You decided to message Ace [click for conversation] [ (Y/N) : Heyy amigo is Sabo ok ? Did he tell u smth abt yesterday ? Ace : Ouch, your hurting my feelings, </3 Only talking to me to ask about my brother~ Yea hes okay why tho ? (Y/N) : Ooo kay. He's home ? Ace : He is. Why don't u directly text him ? (Y/N) : Don't tell him I asked. Btw I didn't forget about those 10 bucks you « borrowed » from me. Give it back.] He didn't answer. You sighed and decided to go see Sabo to settle things down. It was the first time that you were embarrassed to see your best friend. You dressed up in a black skirt and t shirt. You didn't usually pay attention to your looks when you went to hang out at Sabo's, but you were really stressed out and what the girls have said about Koala made you scared of losing him. After all, you had some abandonment issues. You had to settle this down once and forever. You arrived at the guy's place, it was an apartment not so far from your own student flat. You knocked on the door and Ace opened : -Ohhh, (Y/N), he whistles, lookin' like a girl today huh ? -What are you implying you dumbass ? Where's Sabo ? -He's in his room with Koala.- -Wait what ? Koala ? What is she doing here ? Ace raised an eyebrow then said amused ; -I don't know, go ask him yourself. -You're useless as usual. -Always so sweet. You on your period or something ? -I didn't forget about my twenty bucks by the way. -I said I'm goin' to pay you back alright ? Now go talk to Sabo. You and Ace were always teasing each other in a brotherly way, but in reality, he really cared for you, it was just your usual way of communication. But it was true that knowing that Koala was in Sabo's room put you in a bad mood. You knocked on the door with a knot in your stomach. Did they start dating ? Was Sabo interested in her ? These ideas were torturing you. But why did you care anyways ? It was none of your business. He could date whoever he wants. You opened the door but there was only Sabo relaxing on his bed, still fully clothed. « - Sabo ?-Oh, (Y/N), what brings you here ? -Why ? Do I need a reason to see my best friend ? He sits on bed looking at you. He doesn't fail to notice your cute outfit, it was different from your usual sweatpants and hoodies, the way it complemented your figure was almost too much for him. Just that sight was driving him insane, but his face didn't betray his emotions, like always, he acted friendly, not an ounce of lust in his dark ebony eyes. You took place next to him. He smelled good, you thought. The same fresh minty smell as last time. Did he always smell this good ? -(Y/N) ?Huh ? Is everything okay ? His voice seemed concerned.He cared for you. And you had those stupid immature and posessive thoughts. Get a grip of yourself, (Y/N), you thought. -Oh yea-- wasn't Koala here ? Ace told me you were with her.

You tried so hard to act like you didn't care, but he knew you like the back of his hand. But still, he played along. -Hmm..Yes. She just left. I was going out as well. He says with a sweet smile, looking at his watch. You couldn't help but make a disappointed face. -But Sabo I wanted to - I'm really sorry (Y/N), let's talk later. He ruffles your hair and you close your eyes as he does so. You felt stressed out. What happened exactly ? You felt intimidated in his presence for the first time. You wanted him to stay and talk this out. It was a bit awkward for you now. You never thought too much. As he was going out of the room you held the fabric of his coat tight in your hand ; -Sabo- -Hum ? Need me to drop you somewhere ? -N-no. You let his sleeve go, realizing what you have just done, I'll stay a bit then go back home. Don't worry about me. -Alright then. See you later ? -Yeah. See ya. ]

You looked at Sabo go away and you followed him shortly after. Meanwhile Ace was sitting on the couch and watching some movies. You went back home and was quite tormented. It wasn't the right time to worry as you had your assignments and studies to deal with. On one hand, you didn't even have the time to think of your ex boyfriend and his cheating but on the other, you felt like you were let down by Sabo. But why ? He didn't do anything. He just found himself a new friend and a potential new girlfriend.

He didn't even talk about her, but why where you so upset by him meeting her ? After all, he had the right to date just like you always did.

A few days have passed and you didn't get the chance to talk to Sabo. Your exams were getting closer and closer and you didn't feel ready.

Usually, Sabo would help you with your assignments but you were too scared to ask. You realized how much you relied on him and how he has been always there for you.

Who were you exactly to him ?

Maybe you took him for granted.

As you were on your bed looking at the ceiling and trying to collect every drop of motivation in your system to study, you heard your phone ring. It was Sabo's ringtone ! ----- Tag list : @vemuabhi @chloe-abbacchio @mwls-garden @soanywaysistartedsimping If you wanna get tagged just ask for it :)

[beclynn-herondale]

It was a Monday morning. Céline was up making breakfast before having to wake up Jace and Kit. And before Rosemary woke up, she wasn't a morning person.

While Céline was cooking she hummed a french lullaby to herself. The same one she sung the boys to sleep with.

She flipped a pancake and let the other side cook, while that was cooking she started a pot of coffee. When she was done with that, she flipped the pancake onto a plate.

“Mama?” said a familiar voice from the kitchen doorway.

Céline turned around. “Hey, honey. Good morning.”

Jace looked at her with a sleepy face that made him.look grumpy. Or maybe he was grumpy this morning.

“Is breakfast ready?” he asked.

“Yup.”  She smiled at him.

She got a plate and put a pancake on it, adding a little maple syrup to it. Jace had already climbed into a chair. He loved food.

“Here you go, buddy.” She kissed the top of his head.

Céline went to cut up strawberries and mangoes. Kit loved strawberries and Jace loved mangoes, it was a must every morning.

“Ma?” another familiar voice called this time.

“Kit,” Céline said. “Good morning, love. You hungry?”

He just nodded and walked over to the chair beside Jace's. He was having trouble getting up, Céline almost went to go help him but Jace got up and did it.

“Here,” he said, and lifted him up a little.

“Thanks.”

Jace ruffled his hair.

And Céline tried not to cry over how sweet her boys were. She gave Kit pancake that she had cut up for him, then went back to the fruit. Once she was done she put some in small bowls and handed on to Jace and one to Kit.

Rosemary came into the kitchen a few moments after that, she was dressed in a work suit.

“Are you leaving for work already?” Céline asked, one eyebrow raised in confusion.

Rosemary went over and poured coffee into her work thermos then screwed the lid on. "My work called me a bit ago. They need me to come in early to go over a case."

“Oh. Is it urgent?”

“Just the usual." She grabbed a bagel and put cream cheese on it and took a bite. Once she chewed it she spoke again, "I'll be back this evening.”

“You've been working a lot lately,” Céline said, worried. “They aren't giving you too much are they?”

Rosemary shook her head. “Not at all.” Then she winked. “Plus, I'm the best they have.”

That made Céline smile.

“Hey, boys?” Rosemary said.

They both looked at her and smiled.

“When I get back this evening we're gonna play Candy Land,” she grinned.

Jace grinned back at her. “I'll beat you this time, Mom.”

“Never,” Rosemary stuck her tongue out.

“What if I beat you?” Kit asked.

“There's a better chance of that.”

“Hey!” Jace said, narrowing his eyes at Rosemary.

She looked back at him serious.

They all broke into laughter.

This was how most mornings went. And Céline wouldn't trade it for the world.

_

That evening when Rosemary came home, she and Céline helped boys with their homework. Then they had dinner and had the boys take baths. The four of  them sat on the living room floor now and played candy land.

In the end Rosemary beat them all. She was unbeatable at Candy Land. Jace and Kit tackled her in a hug. And she play fought them off.

Céline watched this go on for about ten minutes before looking at the time. She hated making the boys go to bed, because, well, they were so much fun and she loved them. But they'd both be grumpy without enough sleep.

“All right, my angels,” said Céline. “Time to get ready for bed.”

A little reluctantly they all stopped play wrestling. Jace and Kit went to go brush their teeth. After they were done Jace and Kit hugged each other good-night.

Rosemary went to tuck Kit into bed and Céline went to do the same with Jace,  Céline a d Rosemary switched each night. Tonight Céline had Jace.

He crawled into bed, she pulled the covers up over him. “Which book do you want me to read you tonight?” she asked.

“You pick,” he said.

She decided to go with one about faeries. Which was apparently a good choice, because he enjoyed and fell asleep pretty fast. Or it had bored him to sleep.

She kissed his forehead. “Goodnight, baby,” she whispered, and left the room.

She walked down the hallway to her own bedroom, the one she shared with Rosemary.

She opened the door carefully, I'm case Rosemary was already asleep. It turned out she wasn't. She lay there on the bed, reading, waiting for Céline probably.

“Hey,” she said quietly.

Rosemary looked up. “Heya.”

"Did Kit go to sleep easily?" Céline asked.

“Yup.” Rosemary set her book down. “He was out quick. What about Jace?”

“He went to sleep pretty quick.”

“I bet they played something extreme in gym class today,” Rosemary said.

Céline chuckled, then said. “Aren't you tired? You worked a long day.”

“Baby, I always have energy.” She smirked.  Céline could tell she was fighting off a yawn.

Céline shook her head but smiled fondly. She them went a crawled into bed with the woman she loved.

Rosemary snuggled her and kissed her neck. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” Céline turned to kiss her on the mouth.

Then Rosemary spooned her and they fell asleep.

_

I got inspired to write something.

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[marchioness-caprina]

Swapped

{ Part 3 }

Read ; {Part 1} , { Part 2}

Pairings : Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

Warnings : Cussing

Writing style : 3rd Person

Word Count 1843

3rd Person's POV

" I thought we were going out to patrol again" Uraraka muttered and a majority of the class nodded in agreement.

They were supposedly going to the agencies they were training under to do their daily rounds of patrol but a sudden shift of their schedule got all of them gathered in Ground Beta for another suprise Physical Test Exercise.

" You were supposed to but unfortunately; a Villain attack happened near the train station and it caused damage on the tracks. It won't be fixed until Tomorrow. Meaning you're all stuck here doing 'Kiddy stuff' " Aizawa replied in his usual bored tone; hands buried inside his pockets as his shoulders sagged. The dark circle under his eyes were clear indication that he didn't get any sleep last night.

" Aww But sens--"

" Stop complaining. If you wanna be a Hero then you got to take it slow, Don't rush things. Plus... You don't see me complaining when I have to put up with all of you... " Aizawa Cut Sato off as he rubbed his temples " And dealing with all of you is not an easy job" He grumbled the last part and everyone picked up on his mood and just shut up.

" So... What exercise are we supposed to be doing today? " Momo questioned and everyone seemed to be interested in what their te aver had in store for them.

They were up for anything. As long as the penalty isn't an expulsion, the fear of their first day with their teacher still struck everyone with fear knowing how ruthless he could be.

" It's simple... Android Bots " Aizawa called out and from the entrance; loud stomping noises were heard, the stomping wasn't from just one but an army of Robots came marching out of ye entrance, stomping their metallic foot with in perfect harmony.

" Woah! "

Gasps of awe were heard from a few students as they stared at the bots with wonder.

" Let me guess... We're gonna be facing those junks here? " Y/n stated in a matter of fact. Katsuki who was right behind the female with arms wrapped around her waist and his chin resting on her shoulder just gave off a satisfied humm when y/n placed her hand ontop of Katsuki's own.

Aizawa who was too tired to give a sassy remark to his student's comment just nodded; and he won't even point out Bakugou's Clingyness seeing how the boy had reacted yesterday when he told him to minimize his Skinship with y/n. It didn't end well.

" This ain't cutting shit. Knowing you... There's a twist to this crappy test right? " Y/n countered and with a sigh Aizawa began to explain ;

" You're right Miss smarty pants. There's a twist. You guys will be judged individually, these bots can't do much damage but the bombs inside them are the ones you need to watch out for, if you destroy a Bot directly without dismantling the bombs first then... Of course you go Kaboom " Everyone flinched at Their Teacher's explanation especially with how nonchalantly he is as he did so.

" Ehhh!? B-but sensei... Isn't it a little bit too.... Cruel? " Mina interjected and aizawa shook his head.

" As a hero. You must always be prepared of every possible scenarios and surprises. Such as this, of course there are subtle indications whether a bot has a bomb or not.... So you gotta put your observational skills to good use and put that brain of yours to work. Spot the difference, dismantle the bomb and you're free to destroy it... Simple as that " Aizawa yawned as he waved off his student's shocked and terrified expression.

Everyone knew their team her isn't going to give them any more clues.

" He just wants to see us suffer.... " Jiro dead panned and everyone couldn't help but agree.

" You said we'll be graded individually.... So you're saying that we have to take out loud portions of those robots ourselves?" Y/n raised a brow when her sensei gave her a spine chilling smile.

" Yes, that's also part of the lesson. It's not everyday you'd get lucky to have another Hero to he paired with you... Sometimes you gotta work alone and most of the time The villain's you're gonna be facing won't be alone. So multi-tasking is the key... And since you're my 'favorite' student... You'll go first " Aizawa pointed at her lazily and she shot him a gentle smile.

A smile that seemed too gentle for this y/n to pull off. Something wasn't right with the way she smiled and everyone knew it.

" But... She might get hurt... I'll stay with her" Katsuki murmured tightening his hold around the girl.

" What? You think I can't handle myself? Get off me already loser. I need to release some stress and you're getting in the way. " Y/n without thinking much of how bad her words had affected Katsuki grinned as she pushed him off her roughly.

Katsuki tumbled back and he looked at her with a pained expression.

" Y-you think I'm a--"

" Get him outta here. He's fucking up my mood. " Y/n snapped as she jogged away from the group.

Katsuki who was fast to try and run up to her was pulled back by aizawa's scarf like fabric.

" Let her go Bakugou. "

" No! I Need Her! Y/n! " Bakugou whined and he had to be knocked out because he was starting to get aggressive.

"Everyone. To the Control room" Aizawa groaned and his students followed his command but go course they felt sorry for their classmate who was passed out cold.

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" Fucking Die! Hahahaha "

Everyone was silent as they stared at the screen; gawking at how monstrous their classmate could be. Was that even y/n? Because that screaming creature murdering those innocent robots while crushing them to pieces reducing them to junk was scarier than any villain they have ever seen.

" ..... Remind me to never piss y/n....ever" Kirishima gulped when 10 robots were sent flying off the ground with the girl wildly swinging a metal pole like a mad man continued her assault.

" S-she's doing a very accurate job at controlling that new quirk of hers though " Kaminari mumbled as he began thinking.

" But... That is not the opposite of her quirk... Unless.... Oh could it be? The quirk she has is a combined and mixture of mine and Bakugou's quirk ... I underestimated that villain's quirk " Kaminari began to mumble his thoughts out loud and it didn't go unnoticed.

" Well... What do we even call that quirk? "

Kaminari paused and gave a nod towards Uraraka " I suggest Electrical Combustion would fit the spunk" .

" She's doing a tad too good don't you think? "

" She's y/n. So it's no wonder "

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Y/n slammed both of her hands on the ground creating an electrical current as well as a loud eruption of explosion to ensue underground sending the both flying before being completely engulfed and destroyed by either the flying debris, the roasting electricity or the destructive explosion.

With fluid like movement she shot out explosive electric bombs out of her palm that violently detonated when it came in contact with the robots.

She didn't have to worry about the exploding bombs inside the boys because she herself was more explosive than all of those bombs combined.

Her movements were accurate, powerful and spontaneous but her eyes showed how calculated and focused she was if people would ignore that sadistic grin spread out on her face.

She was merciless and with one final punch of the ground that sent a combined jolt of electricity and explosion that caused a mass breakage the fight was over. With no bots left standing at all.

The area was crumbling with ruined buildings and flying rocks and debris mixed with chunks of broken metal.

" Ahh... That hit the fucking spot " She grinned stretching her limbs after her little 'workout'

Meanwhile ------

Everyone was speechless at the display of power of their classmate. She was far too ruthless and she looked more like a villain---no monster from the screen.

And if you squint really hard earlier the students could see how the bots were running away from her instead of actually attacking her.

Y/n gained both the respect and fear of everyone after that bit of course they admired her for her brilliant performance meaning they didn't have to do the test because she destroyed all the bots in a blink of an eye.

" That..... Was so Manly! " Kirishima cheered and his cheer was joined by everyone else.

" Man! Who knew she knows some pretty sweet moves like that! I should ask her to teach me a few of those moves! " Sero commented punching the air.

" Well if you ask me that was rather terrifying.... The continuous onslaught of those poor robots was enough to petrify me for eternity. Not to mention she left us with nothing at all! " Iida sighed as he pushed his glasses up.

" Jeez, loosen up. She did all of us a favor " Jiro replied placing her hand on the slightly disappointed Iida.

Izuku on the side was vigorously writing down on his notebook with such intensity it made everyone pause for a moment to look at him; no doubt about it. He was taking notes about y/n.

Everyone was happy and Aizawa looked more like a proud father than an angry teacher.

But the same couldn't be said for Katsuki. He was sulking in the corner. Eyes dull and fists balled.

The little demon called jealousy was beginning to creep up again. He remembered the other day about Y/n wanting to be partners with Deku or Half and Half. And now that everyone saw how amazing his Girlfriend is, it made him sink deeper as his own insecurities began to swallow him whole.

" .... Do I even... Deserve her? " He mumbled to himself. Tears were already rolling down his cheeks while he pitifully sniffled.

His classmates were gazing at him. They looked inside of what they should do. They still couldn't get used to this new Katsuki.

Kirishima was about to approach and comfort his friend when suddenly Katsuki's body jolted from his spot before collapsing on the ground.

" Bakugou! " Kirishima exclaimed but another gasp was heard from the back.

" It's Y/n-san and Kaminari-san! " Izuku pointed out. Jiro was holding onto an unconscious Kaminari with the help of Tsuyu and on the screen it was pretty clear that y/n had also experienced the same thing and was now sprawled down on the ground.

Unmoving .

........ To be Continued.