#this is the nerdiest thing I’ve seen in a while

[chrissssssmut]

Hi hello sir, I kindly ask a story with popular girls Asa and Ahyeon asking shy+nerdy mreader for help studying. No smut obviously and no need for yandere. Just fluffy stuff

Perks Of Being The Nerd

Asa & Ahyeon x Nerdy Male Reader

You didn’t expect much out of sophomore year.

Not fame. Not a girlfriend. Definitely not two.

Your goal was simple: survive AP Chem and keep your manga collection hidden from the occasional hallway tormentor. You were painfully good at blending in—until they happened.

Asa and Ahyeon.

The reigning queens of the junior class. Known for their looks, wit, and tendency to dominate literally every school event. Asa was sharp-eyed, tomboyish, and had a habit of chewing gum like it owed her money. Ahyeon was sweeter, mischievous, and occasionally so charming it felt like she was glitching the simulation.

And somehow, through some cosmic joke, they were now sitting at your kitchen table, flipping through your perfectly highlighted notes like they belonged there.

“Okay, so explain covalent bonds again,” Asa said, squinting at the textbook like it had personally wronged her.

“They’re the ones where atoms share electrons,” you muttered, pushing your glasses up and refusing to make eye contact. You could feel both of them looking at you.

“That’s so cute,” Ahyeon said suddenly.

You blinked. “...Covalent bonds?”

“No,” she giggled, “you. When you explain things like you’re afraid we’ll break.”

“I—I'm not afraid,” you said, then immediately regretted it. “I mean, not of you. Just, like. Talking. In general.”

Asa smirked and leaned forward, resting her chin on her palm. “You talk more when you’re passionate. Like, just now. You went full anime professor mode.”

Your heart skipped.

You were going to die. Right here. In your kitchen. Surrounded by girls way out of your league and a stack of flashcards.

It all started three days ago when Ms. Kim paired you up for peer tutoring. Apparently, Asa and Ahyeon were “slipping” in chemistry. You’d expected them to blow you off immediately.

But instead—

“Hey, you’re that smart kid, right? The one with the cute notes?” Asa had said, cornering you after class.

“You have the best handwriting I’ve ever seen,” Ahyeon added, eyes twinkling. “Can we study at your place?”

You said yes before your brain could stop you.

Which brings us back to the present.

“You make this stuff sound easy,” Asa said, tossing a pencil up and catching it. “I swear, if teachers explained things like you do, I wouldn’t be failing.”

“I-it’s not really hard,” you mumbled. “Just patterns and logic, mostly. Like code.”

Ahyeon tilted her head. “You code too?”

You nodded. “A bit. Mostly games. Visual novels, sometimes.”

“You’re like, the most interesting guy here and no one knows,” Asa said, stealing one of your erasers.

“Maybe because he’s hiding behind his bangs and hoodies,” Ahyeon teased, leaning toward you slightly. “We’re gonna fix that.”

“Fix what?”

“You,” they said in unison.

Somehow, “study sessions” became a regular thing.

They always brought snacks. Ahyeon liked lying on the floor with her feet up on your bed, whining about reaction rates. Asa always claimed the desk chair and spun in it until she got dizzy.

You tried to stay professional.

Tried.

But sometimes, Asa would lean over your shoulder and ask about a formula, her breath warm against your ear. Sometimes Ahyeon would rest her head on your arm while you explained things, and it was impossible to focus when your heart was beating like a drumline.

“You’re blushing again,” Asa said one afternoon, grinning like a shark.

You immediately buried your face in your hoodie.

“No fair,” you mumbled. “You can’t just say stuff like that.”

“But it’s cute,” Ahyeon chimed in. “And you never tell us what you think.”

“I—I do!”

“Okay,” Asa leaned in, eyebrow raised. “What do you think of us?”

You froze.

“I—I think you’re both…” You swallowed. “Very…good at learning?”

They stared at you.

“Wow,” Asa said, snorting. “That’s the nerdiest compliment I’ve ever received.”

“I love it,” Ahyeon said.

You peeked up at them.

And found two girls smiling at you like you’d just given them the moon.

“Hey,” Asa said quietly, after a silence. “You ever think about, like…dating?”

You choked on your juice box. “W-what?!”

“Not like that!” she added, laughing. “Okay, maybe like that. It’s just—we were talking, and you’re…kind of great?”

You blinked.

“You help us study, you’re smart, you make the best snacks, and your dog loves us.”

“And,” Ahyeon added, sliding closer to you on the couch, “you make me feel calm. Which almost never happens.”

Your face felt like it was on fire.

“Are you saying… you like me?”

“We like you,” they said in unison again.

“I—I don’t know how to—”

“You don’t have to do anything,” Ahyeon whispered. “Just let us hang out with you more. Maybe hold your hand sometimes. That okay?”

Your voice came out small. “Yeah. That’s okay.”

So that’s how it happened.

One minute you were the quiet nerd with an anime wallpaper and a carefully curated pen case, and the next you were dating the two most popular girls in school.

Well. “Dating” might be a strong word. It started with long tutoring sessions that turned into movie nights. Hand-holding during breaks. A cheek kiss here, a forehead bump there. Soft “good luck” messages before tests and chaotic selfies from their classrooms.

Sometimes you caught people whispering when you walked down the hall with them on either side.

But then Asa would glance at you, bump your shoulder, and smirk.

Ahyeon would flash you a grin like you hung the stars.

And suddenly, you didn’t care what anyone thought.

Because somehow, impossibly—you were their favorite nerd.

End.

(But they definitely make you teach them anime intros next week.)

[saltcxrcle]

sam would so let u do the trend where the gfs put a pink bow around their bfs bicep and then he has to pop it by flexing, like he’d look at you with a bit of a side-eye first like “u crazy crazy (absolutely dropdead gorgeous) woman” and refuse in all ways possible but then you’d ask him while wearing an outfit u js know he’ll say yes to you in so he ends up doing it anyways😋🤞

also he’d deffo like squish your face between his biceps, idk if i’ve said this to u or mari but like yeah. if you asked him he’d definitely do that. also he loves that you love his muscles and it js makes all the hard work of bulking up pay off and like despite him looking like an intimidating god-like specimen of a man, he’s still so soft‼️ like i js know no matter how old that man is or how long he’s been with it, he will lay his head between your thighs every single time because of the pure comfort it brings him, like he’ll js tell you random things while you play with his hair and that’s when he’s like at his nerdiest, like all his weird facts come out there and he’s js such a super duper cutie pie i wanna js put him in my pocket and wrap him up and keep him warm he’s so😖😖

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LMAO THE THOUGHT OF ASKING SAM THIS IS SOO FUNNY LIKE I CAN ENVISION THIS IN MY MIND SO CLEARLY 😭

he'd be like "what?" with his classic confused face with his eyebrows furrowed and that little crease appears in the middle of them and you tell him again what you want to do and he's like "uh, maybe later?" because he's in the middle of researching and you asked him at the most random time, but then he does eventually do it and the entire time you're just drooling over him because his biceps are just so @_@

more like id rather be motorboating his pecs LMAOO no bc he secretly loves the attention you give to him. like hes all bashful when you start complimenting him on his personality and looks but his ego is at an all time high and preens at your praise and slowly he becomes a bit smug when you compliment him in private but if you start praising him in public, he'll get all blushy and shy and ARGHHH need him bad

omg i swear we've talked about this before or ive seen this talked about on mari's blog but i 100% agree with that statement. he loves laying in between your legs bc you're his safe space in general so being able to be that close to you while you play with his hair as he reads or talking to each as he rubs shapes into your thighs/legs is just UGHHH yeah hes so soft and i do too want to wrap him up and put him in my pocket bc hes so boyfriend and pookie 😩

[wordarttmn]

Omori Observations 17

I’ll have a shorter time playing tonight I think.

Time to go fight The Maverick

Kel is truly dismayed

Kel and Mikhael’s rivalry is very one sided of course.

Kel is willing to go along with the hooligans’ way of dealing with things, but only to an extent.

This is the kind of things that you don’t really see in playthrough.

Does this imply that the spirit bomb was actually about to work, until the two girls got fed up with him and left? More likely this is how Mikhael sees himself.

I barely got to see what his face actually looks like.

Kel can excuse beating up kids and blackmailing but he draws the line at calling him that.

He certainly has some confidence. At least outwardly.

Not suspicious at all.

Finding Shapes in the Clouds really is a track that makes me pause every single time. I can barely wait until I get the Solo piano book and learn it.

As for Kim: she’s the nerdiest looking one among the teens in Omori.

I hadn’t thought of it before, but he’s literally here to blackmain here too.

And again, they all have a very good reason not to want Kel and especially Sunny around Aubrey after what happened earlier.

Actually, now’s not the time but Sunny did get a dollar to buy a candy from Kim’s dad earlier.

Sunny cares about food texture, and mentions it before the flavour.

Cash register noises. Kel when did you get money?

(tbf in my playthrough he had time for himself while I was grinding jobs)

Again, I don’t think she’s being hypocritical here.

From her (and earlier, Angel’s) POV, we are bullying Aubrey. (I did get this interpretation from ShortOneGaming)

We attacked her with a knife earlier (and she clearly had history with us), and since then we’ve been looking for her. They don’t know anything about the photo album, and again the fact that Aubrey and the rest call Basil a "creep" means Aubrey’s framing him as a guy that she is afraid of.

Kim and Vance are divorced. Their mom is more strict, while their dad is a messy guy who lets them have whatever they want.

Again, they operate in a framework where violence is the answer to everything

And again, they set terms and conditions.

But this time, I will probably let myself lose for one important reason

didn’t have to try too hard, they knocked Kel out in the first round.

The church bells rang… eleven times? How late can it be? it’s still day

Kel has never operated in that battle-terms-and-condition framework at all. At no point did he plan on respecting the promises he has been enforcing on others. He goes along with their stuff to an extent, and the extent is that he wins. To Kel, the end always justifies the means, and if he’s not getting what he wants by force and promise he’ll get it anyways.

If he’d lost to Angel, he’d still have blackmailed him into telling the little he kew.

Upon finding out about Basil’s story, Kim is possibly slightly more sympathetic to their perspective. Very slightly. Possibly also, she thinks there’s no possible way we could hurt Aubrey during the mass, could we?

What kind of mass is this anyways? A Sunday evening mass, I don’t think I’ve ever seen one of those.

The vocabulary used (preacher, sermon) is very protestant, so I wouldn’t know but still this throws me off. Could Aubrey chose a less frequented mass and avoid the Sunday morning one? that’d be in character. Multiple characters that are shown to be christians (including Kel’s family as well as Kim and Vance’s dad) are not attending, but that’s not surprising per se.

Kel, you agreed to this. I know it meant nothing but you still agreed to this.

[smallestapplin]

... Would you consider writing anything for Molayne because I have been utterly smitten with this nerd and he doesn't get a lot of attention in general but I just know he'd be such a good boyfriend for real. Observatory dates, the nerdiest flirting you can imagine, videogames, genuinly impressive trainer. Buy now get one adorable little cousin who will wipe the floor with you in smash for free!

Ya know, now that you mention him, I don’t think I’ve ever seen many fanfics or anything of him, I think I’ve only read two things, but I’m happy to write for him!

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🎮Molayne🎮

- He is such a mellow and playful guy.

- You’d think he was an unintentional flirt but no, he knows he’s flirting, he just likes seeing you get all flustered and bashful.

- Molayne is so easy to talk to, you can have so many different conversations. Want to talk about something serious with some one mature? He’s your guy, want to be dorks and tell stupid or crude jokes? Oh yeah he has a bunch, want to have a romantic roasting session? You bet he does!

- Before he dates you though Sophocles has to like you. He doesn’t ask you be best of friends, but he is close with his cousin and wants to know if you two can at least get along and be respectful.

- And you pass that test with flying colors.

- So that leads to so many dates.

- While everyone mostly has a date night.

- He has date nights, he is taking you out as much and as often as he can.

- He is a nerdy sap, so expect a lot of video game themed couple names.

- Your name in his phone is probably either something cheese like ‘player2💙’ or ‘honeybun💙’ the heart stays no matter what.

- Oh he loves loves loves if you stay up to play games with him.

- If you aren’t good at clues or hints he doesn’t get mad, once he learns how you operate first he will explain the game plan or makes a hint obvious enough for you.

- He is just happy you get excited when you help him.

- Molayne is the type to pull up a walkthrough of the game you’re struggling with and slowly hint you into the right direction.

- Surprisingly a good cook and actually loves doing so.

- It’s so funny to see this tall tree man in a frilly pink apron making you breakfast.

- Call it his love language, between making you food and and quality time.

- He is extremely observant, and has good memory when it comes to thing.

- So he is always spot on with his compliments and praise, he makes sure to make them detailed too instead of just ‘you did great out there!’ It’s ‘you battling skills are amazing, the way you timed that attack was brilliant, you really proved just how well you and your Pokémon work together.’

- This man will leave you in tears cause of his praise.

- Molayne is a bit of a soft bully though! So be warned.

- While he never crosses lines or takes it too far, this human tree can, will, and had used his long arms to just hold you back.

- Like the palm of his hand is to your forehead holding you back.

- Calls you “nerd.” And “dork.” Very affectionately and like he isn’t one.

- Dates at the observatory are his favorite, he just gushes and rambles on about every fact he knows.

- And his face goes bright red when he notices your love struck look.

- Oh how you could listen to him talk for hours.

- He rambles a lot.

- Like if you don’t know much about a game or it’s not a game you want to play but want to watch him play it or anything.

- He will tell you the entire story, facts, lore, that one character he absolutely hates and why he doesn’t like them.

- VIDEO. GAME. PICKUP. LINES!

- “Baby, do you need a phoenix down? Because you're drop dead gorgeous!”

- “Do you believe in love at first sight or should I join the lobby again?”

- “Molayne we are right next to each other and this is a two player game, there is no lobby.”

- He sighs dramatically “oh come on, that was a good one!”

- He will make a pun or two.

- “You always stare at me when I ramble like this, what gives?”

- He shrugs “I’m just z-targeting.”

- “Oh dear lords I’m going to kill you.” Your snort.

- He tries.

- Your smile and laughter are all he wants in life.

- “You’re my finale fantasy.”

- “Molayne seriously I will gag you.”

- You have made him blush so hard his glasses started fogging up.

- Occasionally he will wake you up at fuck all in the morning to info dump about whatever he is working on or playing.

- I hope you’re ready for his dice collection.

- He likes the shiny click clacks.

- Buy him a d20 shaped bath bomb with dice inside and he will forever be in your debt.

- He likes being big spoon or to have you facing him with your head in his chest.

- He likes curling around you.

- Completely confident in himself and his abilities as well as yours. You’re his partner, so he knows you can handle yourself, go feral babe.

[youvebeenlivingfictional]

The Long Con Part Three

Previous Part | Masterlist | Next Part Pairing: Marcus Pike x Reader Rating: T Notes: I hope y’all had a good week! 💕 Warnings: Cursing; a little angst; mostly fluff tho Summary: When Marcus had first come to your lecture to ask for your help, he had been hesitant. 

Over the course of the following week, you spent more time with Marcus - both on the phone and in person - for the sake of getting a little more comfortable with one another. But to your surprise, there really wasn’t much that needed to be eased into. You went over to his place a couple more times, and he surprised you by showing up at your office once. He even plopped himself down on your crummy little office couch with a stack of quizzes and an answer key while the two of you chatted.

You’d been stunned to find how easily conversation flowed between the two of you, beyond his work at the Bureau. Sure, the two of you talked about his work, but he liked to hear about yours, too - about the student that had come to you for help with her thesis on Han Van Meegeren; about the freshman in your Art History 101 class that had turned up reeking of weed and raised their hand to clarify that you were discussing Michelangelo the painter, not the Ninja Turtle. Now and again, though, as things quieted between the two of you, Marcus would remind you how grateful that he was that you were doing this - that you didn’t have to, that he owed you one. You’d always lightly wave him off, tell him you’d never been to Austin and were getting free cake out of it. Marcus told you about growing up in Austin, living there; the band he’d been in in college, playing bass and singing; he told you about his ex-wife and ex-fiancé, and that he hadn’t given up on love yet. You told him about the endless days that you had spent at museums and galleries as a child, taking tours and falling in love with art and history. He never pressed you for details about your grandmother, about how you were moved from place to place, about when and how you began to fence her work for her. With Marcus, those things really didn’t seem to matter. But you felt so safe with Marcus, so comfortable that, well— You would’ve told him, if he asked. -- When Marcus had first come to your lecture to ask for your help, he had been hesitant. When the two of you got off of the plane in Austin, he was downright nervous.

The two of you used the flight going over your story again, running through some of the particulars of the week’s schedule that you hadn’t gotten to go over the week before. You also began to ease into that casual PDA that you knew his family would expect from the two of you - holding hands intermittently, touching the other on the knee to draw the other’s attention: twice, he’d leaned over and murmured in your ear to comment on the show that the person sitting in front of you was watching; once, you’d reached out and brushed back a stray strand of hair that had come loose from his otherwise controlled coif. 

He’d been a little uneasy as you’d gotten on the plane, and slightly jittery during the trip. It wasn’t a lengthy flight, so it didn’t take terribly long for his nerves to intensify. His leg had started bouncing somewhere over Atlanta. It hadn’t gotten any better as the plane had started to descend. What discomfort had triggered in Marcus was a hometown fact info-dump that you could never have seen coming. And god, it was some of the nerdiest shit that you’d ever heard. “You know this airport has one of the country’s longest commercial runways?” He told you as he hauled your suitcase off of the baggage carousel. “Really?” You asked teasingly. Marcus nodded, seeming to miss your tone as he lifted his own off of the carousel and set it down. “It used to be an old Air Force base, back in the— the 40′s? It actually opened to the public in, uh—1999 and—” “Hey,” You reached out, cupping his face to focus him. He went quiet, lips parted in surprise. You offered him a gentle smile. “It’s going to be fine,” You insisted. Marcus’ shoulders relaxed a little, and he turned his head, pressing a kiss to one of your palms. The feeling sent a wave of warmth through you, and you smiled, sweeping a thumb along his cheekbone before you let your hands fall away. You had to remind yourself that those little touches would be commonplace throughout the week.

“Before we get out there,” He said quietly. “Mm?” “I know I’ve said this before, but I really, really appreciate you doing this. I mean you didn’t have to, and… I wanna thank you for being here with me.” You felt your stomach flutter at his thanks, and you nodded. “Thank you for trusting me to be,” You returned. Marcus’ eyes searched your face for a moment, warm and kind, and the urge to hide bubbled up in your chest. You didn’t know what he was looking for, and you didn’t know if he would find it. “C’mon. We don’t wanna keep your mom waiting,” You added, taking hold of the handle of your suitcase. Marcus nodded, shifting his bag onto his arm and taking hold of your free hand. You intertwined your fingers, glancing up at him to make sure it was alright. He smiled, giving your hand a squeeze in turn. “How do you know so much about the airport, anyway?” You asked curiously. “Oh-- I’ve got a cousin that works here.” “You’ve got all the inside dirt, huh? I see how it is.” “Marky!” You heard crowed from a little ways away. “Marky?” You repeated quietly, glancing up at him, and grinning when you saw an embarrassed flush tipping his ears. “Do not start using that--” “Oh I’m so using it,” You laughed as the two of you approached the woman that had called out to him, “Gimme your bag,” You urged, gently untangling your hand from Marcus’ to take hold of his duffel so that he could hug his mother unencumbered. “Thanks-- Hey, mom,” Marcus grinned, embracing his mom. You grinned, watching the two of them, listening as the two chattered a little as they held to one another. He was nearly a head and a half taller than she was. “Is there someone you’d like to introduce me to?” She asked, peering at you around his arm. Marcus smiled, leaning away from her. “Yeah, there is. C’mere, sweetheart,” He murmured, holding a hand out to you. You felt yourself thrill a little, bashful as you ducked your head a bit. The two of you hadn’t discussed pet names, but ‘sweetheart’ sounded...so terribly dear coming out of that man’s mouth. You stepped closer to Marcus as he introduced you, passing his bag back when he gestured for it. “This is my mother, Jill Pike.” “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Pike,” You said lightly, holding your hand out to shake hers. “Call me Jill-- Oh, come here,” Jill laughed, tugging you in for a hug without a moment’s hesitation. Your brows rose at the tug, but you took the hug that was offered, smiling and laughing a little bit. “Jill-- it’s a pleasure to meet you. Marcus talks about you all the time.” “Oh,” Jill leaned away, holding you at arm’s length, “It’s a pleasure to meet you, too! I’ll admit Marky has been light on the details,” She shot Marcus a look, as he made careful study of his shoes. “Oh, ma’am, I’m afraid that’s my fault,” You cut in quickly, “I’ve been told I’m a little hard to pin down.” Jill’s brows rose. “Mark, this one is a firecracker! Where’d you two meet?” She asked, hooking her arm through yours and steering you toward the exit. “Work. She’s been kind enough to assist us on several cases. We’d be lost without her.” You shot Marcus a thankful smile over the top of Jill’s head as the two of you walked through the parking lot. “He’s being too sweet-- You guys’d be fine.” “No, not true,” Marcus volleyed back, “That break in the Rosepoint case? It would’ve taken us months to find that dealer-- and the forger.” “Weeks at best.” “You cut the time down, sweetheart, just-- Take the compliment,” Marcus pouted a little, and you rolled your eyes, smiling. “Well, I’m glad I could help.” 

“You wanna sit up front?” Marcus offered, taking hold of your suitcase and lifting it into the trunk of his mom’s car. 

“Why don’t you? Give you and your mom some extra face time before the week gets busy,” You said. 

Jill smiled, giving your arm a light squeeze before letting go. Marcus rounded the car, opening the back door for you and pecking your cheek before you got in. 

--

You’d been a little apprehensive when Marcus had told you that you’d be staying with his family for the duration of the visit. But apparently Marcus always stayed with his family when he went home now, and you didn’t want to further mess with the family dynamic. He’d reassured you that the house had room enough for you all to be comfortably situated. “My parents can be a little old-fashioned,” He’d warned, “You know-- unmarried couples can’t sleep together, that kinda thing, but the house has three bedrooms. I’ll be in my old room, and you’ll be bunking in Marnie’s with her massive canopy bed-- and her Air Supply poster.” You’d appreciated his reassurances. The two of you had certainly gotten more relaxed around one another in his apartment and your office, but it was one thing to be nearby one another. It was another entirely to share a bed. You felt your nerves roil up in you as Marcus and Jill chatted in the front seat. You contributed to the conversation a little, answered questions when they were asked of you, but said little else. You were careful not to use your phone for the duration of the car ride, not wanting to seem rude, or like you weren’t paying attention. As Jill pulled the car into the driveway of the house on the wooded hillside, you found yourself perking up a bit more, despite your trepidation. You noted Marcus glancing back to look at you, but couldn’t bring yourself to meet his eye as you tried to take in each new little detail. He and Jill were still chattering as the three of you got out of the car, but you bring yourself to contribute. You just couldn’t help stop yourself from looking around. You looked over the two-story home with exposed brick exterior and dark wooden door. You spotted someone peering out at you through the front window before hurrying away when you met their eyes. Marcus’ hand rested on your lower back as he murmured, “Are you alright?” In your ear. “You grew up here?” You asked, a little dazed. Moving around as much as you had, the places you’d stayed had never been any bigger than a two-bedroom apartment. You couldn’t imagine spending your whole childhood in a house— especially one as beautiful as this. “Yeah,” Marcus chuckled softly as he steered you up in the front walkway, “If you think this is nice, wait until you see the back porch.” “You have a porch?” “Oh, honey,” Jill laughed as she opened the front door, “We’ll have to get you down here more often.” 

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Marnie was a streak of dark hair and lanky limbs that launched herself at her brother with a squeal of excitement the second Marcus crossed the threshold. He dropped his hand from your back just in time to catch hold of her, clearly anticipating the charge. You smiled, taking a step to the side to give them adequate room as Marcus lightly rocked them side to side. “Do you have any siblings?” Jill asked softly as the two of you watched the reunion, the two chattering between one another. You shook your head a little bit, glancing over at Jill and smiling. “Do you?” “Five sisters. Imagine that bathroom when we were all late for school,” Jill laughed. You turned back as you heard Marcus say your name. “Oh, I know who she is,” Marnie waved Marcus off as she broke away from her brother, “Honestly, no name has puzzled me more since you told me that you were talking Shlomo Ziegler to prom.” “Was...Shlomo going with someone else?” You frowned. “There was no Shlomo Ziegler. He heard the name on an episode of the Golden Girls,” Jill explained. “Oh, honey,” You turned a sympathetic smile up at Marcus before taking a step closer to Marnie. Marnie had the same kind eyes that her brother did. Their noses were the same, too, but her cheekbones and lips were like her mother’s. She pulled you in the same way that Jill did, giving you a light squeeze before leaning back to get a better look. “It’s nice to meet you,” You smiled, “I’ve heard a lot about you-- About all of you.” And that was technically true. “I’ll grab your bag and run it up to Marnie’s old room,” Marcus reassured, resting his hand on your lower back. “Oooh,” Marnie cringed, glancing between the two of you, “I meant to mention, um-- I’m staying here this week.” Marcus froze, glancing between you and Marnie. “W-Why?” “Well, Hazel and I thought it would be kinda cute, you know, spending the week apart. Absence makes the heart grow fonder and stuff.” “So I’ll...Sleep... On the couch?” Marcus frowned. Jill waved him off. “Oh, you and your sweetheart can sleep in the same room. You’re all adults now, christssake,” She laughed, reaching up and pinching his cheek. You glanced back at him, raising a brow at his stunned expression. This was going to be an adjustment, but part of the reason you were down there with Marcus was to help him roll with the punches. He could only do that if you did.  “Yeah, Marky,” You smiled, reassuring, “We’re all adults.” Tag list: @hufflepuffing-all-day-long​​​ ; @spideysimpossiblegirl​​​ ; @blueeyesatnight​​​ ; @elen-aranel​​​ ; @yespolkadotkitty​​​ ; @artsymaddie​​​ ; @phoenixhalliwell​​​ ; @lunaserenade​​​ ; @winniedaboo​  ; @empress-palpat1ne​​​ ; @randomness501​​ ; @nutmeg-20​ ; @leonieb​​ ; @the-feckless-wonder​ ; @lou-la-lou​ ; @captain-jebi​ ; @supernaturalgirl​ ; @naturenebula21​ ; @evelynseventyr​ ; @giselatropicana​ ; @heatherbel​ ; @marydjarin​ ; @annathewitch​ ; @absurdthirst​

[toomanyanimefics]

MHA General Dorm Head canons

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The main living area has one communal bluetooth speaker- its constantly causing fights and is the main tool for trolling and annoying everyone in the 1A dorm... -There's constantly some two students fighting over who connects their playlists to play (Denki and Mina mostly). Everyone agrees to have a shared Dorm playlist, Jiro ends up making this playlist and adds everyone's favourite songs and bands to keep everyone happy.

This however has been used for purely chaotic actions like - Kaminari playing Smash mouth (original -_-) at 2am after a dare gone wrong... Lets say Bakugou definitely made enough noise to drown out the speaker, and it was quickly confiscated by Aizawa the next morning.

Jiro will practice her instruments, however she often still gets shy- so she always has an ear jack plugged into her bedroom door and if she hears footsteps close she immediately stops playing and gets flustered. She'll sit and wait for the traffic to stop before she continues. The class discovered this and now is extremely quiet so they don't throw her off, and so they can hear her amazing music through their thin dorm walls (they love their punk rock classmate so much!)

Everyone, both boys and girls have a silent pact that they protect (mostly) the girls rooms from Mineta. Todoroki and Deku have unfortunately on numerous occasions caught Mineta outside one of the girls closed dorm room, eavesdropping on their sleepovers. Lets just say Mineta backed right off after that, quickly realising that he wasn't going to get anywhere with the strongest and talented boys and girls in the school breathing down his neck for being a creep. :(

Deku has a huge whiteboard on wheels in his room that Todoroki stole from general studies for him so he can right and erase notes as he pleases, Sometimes Deku will roll it into the main living room and use it for study sessions, Iida bought him nice coloured whiteboard markers after deku’s ones black marker got harder to read as he kept squeezing in more: "important notes and information" onto the board.

Also with the whiteboard. - While Midoriya out training, Tsuyu, Tokoyami, Uraraka and Todoroki will draw little scribbles and cute sketches over it in the spare spaces, Midoriya hasn't erased any of them yet, and when he has to he always takes photos of them!

The Dekusquad and the bakusquad constantly having super smash bros tournaments on a friday night, however with an overwhelming skill gap towards the bakusquad, sero and kaminari will often jump and play for team deku. The best super smash bros players being Sero, Kirishima, bakugou, todoroki, denki, deku, and tsuyu is very good at playing exclusively kirby.

Mock cooking shows with Sato, where Sato often tries to get his classmates to bake something edible while avoiding disaster..... Kaminari is now banned from using the oven and stovetop...

(I believe i've seen this written somewhere else before, but I live for this one so i'm carrying it on) Sero and Mina always have their dorm room open through the day so anyone can come in to talk or vent, and of course mostly chill. However only a few certain people have hammock privileges in Seros room.

Iida and Momo have made a copy of all of their notes combined across all classes, they got Midoriya to help organise into a binder - that sits on the kitchen counter so anyone can use it to study or review notes they might of missed. It was mocked for about one week for being the nerdiest thing ever- but now kaminari and sero fight over who gets to use it and its now the dorm room bible. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I love domestic and slice of life headcanons so this was a treat, I would write this stuff forever so feel free to request more! Lowkey will write more on my own accord anywayssss -mod Quartz

[binniesthighs]

hi hi cuties and thigh enthusiasts!! just about a day ago my lil blog full of hornies and changbin thirst reached 1,500 and i am just jaflkjasd :’) since then haha 

ah ah this post is already so cheesy hehe but i wanted to say thank you so very much from the bottom of my heart for following me along with my journey with this blog! after having the hobby of writing for the greater part of my life, i’m so immensely thankful that i started this blog and hopefully took ya all on some of the crazy adventures i keep locked up in my head hehe 

having this blog has been such a wonderful experience, from learning about myself as a writer, exploring the many, many hornies that i’ve got, and most of all, meeting all of the freakin’ fantastic individuals in this community! ~thank you to each and every one of you for being the sweetest, loveliest, most hilarious and welcoming people i could ever wish to meet and have the honor of getting to know and write for!~ 

to celebrate, i wanted to make a lil list n’ love letter to my lovely pals for ya to check out! there is fkn CRAZY talent on this list and i highly recommend that ya check out everyone and their masterlists! 

to my moots~ GAH I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH my whole experience here on smutblr has been made absolutely amazing by you all! GOSH hehe i am full of so much love for you all your brains are seggsy as hell and i’m always rooting for you!! thank you so much for being my friends <3 

to my readers~ my loves, thank you, as a writer, to bee seen and heard fulfills every word i write and every lil idea i scribble down. wherever ya are in the world, thank you for taking the time to read my pieces and for sending me love. you are my reason!! 

to my anons~ thank you my darlings for all of your kindness, screams in my inbox, every song rec, hard thought and word of encouragement. my lil anon family i love you and appreciate you all so much! thank you for reaching out to me and makin’ a lil home on my account! it means the world to me! <3 

to my bunch of (ro)ses~ thank you so much for hyping me with each of my updates, for showing up in my notifs and being overall frickin’ angels! thank you so much for reading as always and i hope that ya like what’s to come! 

~hehe i wanted to write ya all lil messages too! while they just scratch the surface, please know that i love ya all to the moon and back!! 🥰~ 

🌹Writers🌹

@aliceu ~ alice, hehe here’s to all the times that we would ramble about fantasy aus and bounce ideas off eachother, thank you so much for being my go-to and my muse at times! your works are literally magical my love! 

@bearseungmin ~ hehe dawn i think that you might be one of my oldest moots on this list! ever since i started out here in this lil corner on the internet, you have been the most supportive, sweet individual there is to me and I can’t say thank you enough! i’m also like, highkey obsessed with everything you write hehehe 

@binniesbrat ~ oh my gosh té , hehe lol i will bring this up over and over again bc i’m just so ah ah it makes me melt but fun fact hehe back when i was babybinniesthighs, té reached out to me, and made me felt like i belonged--i literally lysm! your hornies are fantastic my dear, we are so lucky to have you here! 

@bruh-changbin ~ dear sky, while we’ve only talked a little in asks, i wanted to express how very dear you are to me! hehe when i update and you hype me up it literally makes my whole frickin’ day! you keep me going! not to mention that your writing is *chef’s kiss* teehee 

@bubblelixie ~ ah! kc! we’ve also been moots for a good while, i think back when i was babybinniesthighs too! hehe your overwhelming love and support of me makes my heart frickin’ swell and seeing you in my notifs and my asks with hornies makes me feel so dang fuzzy! you are quite literally one of the most adorable cuties on here! your writing also just *knocks me out* OOF 

@chaangbin ~ ours is quite the story dear hazel bean...meaning....i was like, the biggest, nerdiest fangirl of your work for quite some time and very very shy to tell you that it was me ahhhhh haha well here i am ooP your writing is so beautiful and human and immersive in so many ways! i’m crazy lucky to be moots and friends with ya! omg if i say more i will literally embarrass the heck out of myself hahahhaha

@decembermoonskz ~ beautiful izzy, you are such, and i mean such an inspiration to me. the way that you write is so gorgeous and i feel as if i’m in every scene. the way that you create worlds and place your readers in them is frickin’ insane! hehe i love obsessing with ya over chan any day and night! keep goin’! 

@dom--minnie ~ len, when i think of comfort, i really think of you. the way that i feel so safe with ya is like, insane. even when we first started chattin’ i just knew that we had an amazin’ thing coming hehe. from horny rambles to literally just talkin’ bout life, i am absurdly lucky to have met you here! you literally deserve everything wonderful in life and i love ya so much! 

@etherealeeknow ~ gah gen, my dear, the way that you checked up with me over my lil break just huhuhu thank you so much for being such a lovely and caring person towards me and everyone else whom you meet! you are so precious and i hope ya never forget that! 

@fight-me-m8 ~ darling and sweet rosetta, FRICK literally when i think of you oh my gosh i get the fuzzies, i’m so happy that we met and that i was able to witness the beginnings of your account! you have so so much love to give and i will fight you and give you more love back. bb i’m so happy to have you as a moot! 

@film-in-my-soul ~ alex! hehe while our friendship is still in the bb stages, i wanted to throw some love your way too!! i’m so hyped to write with you in the future and talk even more! i love how fast we clicked when we started talking about BLs AHA darlin’ you are so sweet and i can’t wait to get to know ya more! 

@formidxble ~ kim oh my god, you are a frickin’ force. when you entered this community a lil bit ago, and then made it your own, sharing with us your beautiful brain and lovely kindness, i swear the world must’ve taken a breath or something LOL you always astonish me with your works and i’m literally so excited for what the future holds for you! 

@hanflix ~ i think that i speak for so many of us here that rue, you are truly an inspiration. back when i was starting out and even now, reading your works feels like such a treat and i try to savor them all up! as a writer, i look up to you so much and as a wonderful, humble and hardworking person i look up to you as well!! thank you so much for welcoming me when i was babybinniesthighs ilsym! 

@hongnanglen-arina ~ arina my fuckin’ love oh my god if i could fly to where you are i frickin’ would!! i really think that the universe did a lil somethin’ somethin’ allowing us to meet. i feel so comfortable with you talkin’ about anything and everything especially hornies they are fkn’ unbridled. i can’t count how many times you’ve made me topple with laugher at like 3am. i’m so happy to have you in my life! 

@hyunsluvv ~ kathy istg you are one of the sweetest people i have had the pleasure of meeting on this lil corner of the internet! the care and love that you give to each of your anons, moots and in your work is truly astounding. i remember when you were just starting out i knew that big things were in store for you, and they still are! hehe

@imagineinnie ~ el, you are literally an angel if i have ever met one. it means the whole world to me when i see your dms, and the way that you check up on me and so many others goes to show the utter kindness and selflessness that you exhibit. cutie, thank you so much for always cheering me on and being such a light in this community!!

@instachans ~  kenny, although we’ve just met, i’m already so excited for our friendship to come! you are such an angel and have so much love to give, i’m so thankful that you slide into my asks hehe the future holds such amazing things for you!  

@itsapapisongo ~ javi, my dear, there’s just somethin’ about us that flows like frickin’ water. i feel like there’s the people that you meet in life that you kind of just click with, and i’m immensely grateful that i’ve met you. your love, support, hornies and lethal timing with gifs keeps me smiling. you are an astonishing writer and i feel so lucky to be here with you! 

@jisungsplatforms ~ sweet ina hehe i’m so glad that ya slid into my asks the day that you did! your vibes are so sweet and peaceful and i feel as if you and your account are such a safe place! i love, love sharing hornies with you over our boys! there is so much ahead for you my dear and i can’t wait!!! 

@mochinnie ~ omg i’ve totally said this before so many times, but i am so, so wowed by your work isa and they stick with me for like days after i read your pieces! i am so utterly inspired by you! i love your blog’s aesthetic and how you are always truthfully yourself i admire this so much! when i was starting out your works kept me goin’! thank you so much for this hehe 

@mzmezzler ~ ryan you literally deserve the whole world! not to mention that you are doing god’s work writing sub!skz! sweets, each of your pieces are so wonderful and imaginative and your lil memes and thoughts are so cute! please always keep doing you!! 

@ohmysparkle ~ sparkle: oh my gosh where can i start??? you are one fkn’ badass sparklin’ cat and my freakin’ role model. every day i am so astonished over how well spoken, wise, and reasonable you are while also being off the walls unapologetically yourself. my dear plz always shout with me about sub!hyunjin teehee 

@seungmoomin ~ nia big sexy brain!! holy shit the fkn talent in this bus? astronomical! nia i am absoluately WEAK over your writings and highkey you as a person over all! i swear, your blog is a gold mine and your personality is so wonderful i can’t put it into words LOL there’s no one quite like you and i can’t even count how many times you’ve got me dying laughing here ily!!

@yourdaddychan ~ LUNA my queen of capitalization and screaming in dms, you add a spice to my life that i didn’t know was missing. talking to you in every  format is fkn fantastic and lights up my day no matter how gloomy its been. i really feel like this is your world and i’m just livin’ in it LOL I LOVE YEW

🌹Readers🌹

@introjoonie ~ mai, this account would literally not be in existence if not for you, and it’s provided me with such happiness over these few months! thank you so much for encouraging me to let my hornies to the wind, and for listening to all my rambles about it since. thank you so much for being a lovely best friend, cheerleader and person. i’ll be seeing you soon!

@jeonglixie, @lechanters, @inlovewithasa, @pixxie-lixxie ~ my loves there is something so, so beautiful about each and every one of you, i cannot thank you enough for reading my works and for being so overwhelmingly supportive and kind with your feedback time and again. i’m so blessed to have such wonderful readers such as you! my time here on tumblr has been made by you and so many others of my unbelievably sweet readers!

@lovesfaith ~ ahh tumblr is being rude not letting me tag ya but sweets i just wanted to thank you so much for your kindness too! i adore talking with ya about astrology n’ just life and the way that you read me like a book is CRAZY haha thank you for being you Bambi! 

@meow-minho  ~ marine, every time that i see you on tumblr i am so thankful for your grace, and just lovely welcoming vibes. i am so thankful to have such a lovely person as you in my life and i can’t express how much me (and i’m sure so many other writers on here) appreciate your feedback. thank you so much!

@synnocence ~ wonderful cee, since first meeting you i feel like i’ve had the pleasure of getting to know such a wonderful human and equally amazin’ fellow bin stan! i can’t thank you enough for how much you’ve helped me grow my bin collection! dm-ing with you is always such a joy and you deserve the frickin’ world my friend!!

once again, thank you so much for poppin by and giving me a read, an ask, a dm or simply just sending bin pics my way hehe 

i hope to write much more in the future and to lash out with all the hornies that i’ve got! i can’t wait to share more with you all! thank you so much for being my motivation, as well as seggsy ass cuties who i am so lucky to share this space with!! 

have you thought about changbin’s thighs today yet? well...now you have 😉

[howlingday]

About Jaune ships...

I have opinions. You may not agree, but they are mine. They may change in time, but not now.

LANCASTER ( RUBY X JAUNE )

The old tried and true. I mean, what's not to like? Cute girl falls for first guy she meets at Beacon? Classic romance trope, and after reading how much Ruby loves romance stories (I consider certain parts in the manga canon), it makes sense. In fact, after Arkos sank (A moment of silence, please . . . Thank you), many moved to Lancaster, which isn't bad. Happens all the time in fandoms. Sad thing, though, is far I think she'll last. If we're talking Volume 5 or earlier, then maybe. However, I feel if Ruby were to have an endgame in romance, it would be RoseGarden (I have opinions on that as well, but today isn't the day to discuss that), mostly because Oscar bumped Jaune's role from male lead to male side. Not to mention that while Jaune is becoming a beast in his own right, Ruby is a different creature altogether and evolving her character more rapidly and chaotically than anyone else (Must be all that screentime).

TLDR: I want it to be canon, but I might just be hoping.

WHITE KNIGHT ( WEISS X JAUNE)

Doofus in tin foil meets princess who hates daddy (Am I in the romance section of the library? You know, the corner for adults only?) No, but I do like this ship. I'm always a sucker for the fantasy genre, and using a zero to hero male makes it relatable. I also kind of ship it because the same reason I ship NaruSaku in the Naruto fandom: he likes her and he's willing to go the distance. But enough about that; instead let's talk about canon. Will they hook up? It's a soft maybe for me, for two reasons. 1. Rosegarden is most likely to be endgame, and after Ruby and Pyrrha, I'd say Weiss is Jaune's next to be his love interest. 2. Weiss has warmed up to Jaune. Sure, not lover or crush level (Yet), but she's definitely changed her opinion on him. In Volume 1, Jaune was bugging her, like all the time, which I could see as him getting mixed signals on (Exhibit A: Tall, blonde, and scraggly). When Volume 5 came around, everyone jumped onboard because he saved her life (Don't lie, because I'll admit that I did it, too). Not the best reason, but still reason enough, I'd say. Then in Volume 7, she hangs out with him and Oscar to the movies (It was either that or awkward Bumbleby all night. I feel ya, sister). Nothing romantic happens, but it does show how much their relationship has developed. If Weiss is Jaune's endgame, then they have set the pieces up perfectly to do so.

TLDR: High likelihood to be canon and I'm a sucker for Knight/Princess ships.

KNIGHTSHADE ( BLAKE X JAUNE)

This is the part where I say definitely not. Not in a million years, but I'll explain why I like the ship, though. As for why it won't work, the answer is Bumbleby. They haven't kissed yet, but you know they're going to eventually (Because if they don't, the fans will attack like a swarm of hornets). But here's the question you might be asking now: why do I ship this? Well, it's part of the allure of "opposites attract" ('Cause I'm dressed like a cat!). Blake is an intelligent, outspoken, and agile ninja with a criminal history of terrorism who spends her free time reading novels. Jaune is a B at best on his tests, soft-hearted, and ground-based knight who's worst crime is fraud (Still a crime, but peanuts compared to literal terrorism) and spends his free time hanging out with his team. Day and night. But they also tried that with Sun for a season and a half and it didn't last (BECAUSE BEES).

TLDR: Not even a snowball's chance in the summer sun, but so much story potential if you do (Which I do)!

DRAGONSLAYER ( YANG X JAUNE )

This, I would say, is the opposite of Knightshade, where Jaune is the day and Blake is night, here Yang is the Sun and Jaune is the Moon (Like their crests! Remember those? Y'know, when they were relevant?) Will it work? Even less so than Knightshade. However, it does open up some interesting paths considering how... provocative Yang can be, and Jaune, compared to the other guys, is the nerdiest, geekiest dude at Beacon. It's like the cheerleader/nerd romance, except the cheerleader is the captain of every sports team... and rides a motorcycle. The Volume 8 preview introduced us to Yang and Jaune riding motorcycles and we went nuts over it. Yang was back in her element, roaring down the street, riding on walls, popping off tricks with Oscar riding- Back to what I was saying, people were asking, "How did he know how to ride a motorcycle?" and the elementary answer is "He didn't." He almost fell off his bike from a small box in the road. True, anyone would, but look at how he reacts: he stiffens, he refocuses on the road. This kid literally started riding at breakfast, and I DARE you to prove me wrong. But hey, great fic material right there, though, eh?

TLDR: Never gonna happen, but I don't care. All I care about is writing that they love each other. And they also fu-!

ARKOS ( PYRRHA X JAUNE )

I'm sorry, I need a moment. . . . Alright. Do it for her. This ship... was perfect. Probably the best ship out them all. I legit almost cry every time I think about Volume 3. Pyrrha was everyone's favorite. Her background, her interactions, her choreography, everything! But, of course, like everything in our lives, she was too good to be true. But let's honor her memory by talking about her ship, Arkos. Pyrrha was the champion of the world, the Brothers' and Oums' gift to Remnant. She could do no wrong and she HATED it. Her plight was with how she was seen. Everybody knew her! Everybody, except Jaune. And he only figured out she was "a big deal" was because Weiss had to spell it out for him! As time went on, they became the best of friends, two peas in a pod, the perfect odd couple! They worked together and trusted each other, they cared for and supported each other, they lo- No. No, I can't say it. It's been years, and it still hurts. So, I'll explain something else: the reason why Jaune SHOULD NOT be shipped right now. That reason is Pyrrha. Jaune was helpless to save her. He's suffering from survivor's guilt and he's still grieving. In Volume 4, he would sneak away and train until late at night to scroll recording of her. In Volume 5, he confronted Cinder and got Weiss almost killed because he let his grief for Pyrrha take control of him and let his emotions run wild. In Volume 6, he finds the Pyrrha statue and he... I don't know how to say this, but he let's go. He accepts that Pyrrha is gone and he's starting the healing process. He's finally ready to move forward.

TLDR: T.T I never felt that it was wise to wish too much~

MARTIAL ARCS ( REN X JAUNE)

I'll be honest, I don't really ship it. Yeah, it's cute, and it falls perfectly into the "if I had to pick a guy" part of me, but to be honest, I don't ship it. 10% because Renora and 90% it just doesn't click with me. They both just seem too soft, too quiet, too introverted. Best friends? Yes, definitely! But lovers? Eeeeeh, not really.

TLDR: I will only ship as neccessary.

NORA'S ARC ( NORA X JAUNE )

I've only just got in this deep with the fandom only recently, so I don't know if a lot of you know me. Heck, I'm probably just some RWBY fan you happen to spot as you move through your dash. However, old or new, I want to be made absolutely positively clear on this. Of all the ships here, this has got to be my-

O T FUDGIN' P

Wow! Never thought I'd feel so strongly about a crack ship like this. And yes, as sad it is to say, this is a crack ship. Renora was planned from day one, so it can't be helped. At least it didn't blast me in the face all of the sudden (OH NO, NOT THE BEES! AAAAARGH! THEY'RE IN MY EYES!). But why this ship? Well, for one thing, it's that whole opposites attract thing with Nora as the bubbly, outspoken, airhead powerhouse and Jaune as the soft spoken, introverted, nerd tactician. But wait, there's more to this trope, because it can go deeper: Order VS Chaos! Who makes all the messes? Who cleans up those messes? Who follows all the rules? Who makes their own doors? It's just. So. Damn! GOOD! One sad thing about this ship though is that it's not only not canon because of Renora, it's anti-canon because Renora. Every fan fic of Nora's Arc requires an explanation for Ren and Nora to not be together-together, like you have to write a formal apology to the FNDM for liking something that's different from what is canon or commonly accepted. If that's the case, then I'll be the anarchist here!

TLDR: I LOVE IT! What's that? Not canon? Who gives a damn?! I just explained why Jaune won't be shipped anyways! Now, if you'll excuse, I have some fan fics to find.

ARCFALL ( CINDER X JAUNE )

Oh, here it goes! Now, if we're talking ships that'll never happen, this is where we find better reasons than "it's not canon" and "character development". No, this... This is a declaration of war. Allow me to explain. Cinder Fall is evil. Like, down to her core. She wants power and she'll cut through anyone to get to it. Including Pyrrha. This woman sank Arkos by means other than "X and Y kissed, so..." She killed X, leaving Y alone. And her interactions with Jaune tell me she wouldn't even be worth a hate-bang. But, as Momma always, there's a thin line between love and hate. This is where the appeal comes in. Cinder is evil with no past, which leaves the previous chapter's of her life story blank to be filled in. Jaune is good with a troublesome, albeit easy past, but untapped potential for more. It's another opposites attract, but different from INTRO VS EXTRO and CHAOS VS ORDER; this is GOOD VS EVIL. Who will win this battle of wills; will our hero purify the tainted heart, or will he slip deeper into darkness, never to return to the light?

TLDR: Should be a NOTP, and yet the allure pulls me in.

What do y'all think? Do you agree? Let me know!

[flightlessangelwings]

Got Your Back

Here you go my love @thirsty-flygirl​!

gn!reader, mild violence and injury warning

~

This was not ideal, not by a long shot. What was supposed to be a quick shoot-to-kill bounty turned into an all out brawl in the middle of the street. You and the Mandalorian were completely surrounded as you fired your blasters at whoever was nearby to try and work your way out. But no matter how many enemies you both shot down, more seemed to appear.

“If you’ve got any ideas, Mando, I’m all ears,” you shouted over the hail of blaster fire.

He didn’t answer you right away, and you figured he was thinking. You hoped he had something because you could feel yourself losing energy. 

“Hang on,” he replied in a low voice as he grabbed hold of your arm and pulled you in close. Before you could open your mouth to question his action, Mando pulled out a small flash bomb and threw it to the ground. You covered your eyes as you put your complete trust in him and let him guide you out of the town square where you were both trapped.

The Mandalorian didn’t slow down until you were at the outskirts of the town and out of range of the attackers. You leaned into him and let out a heavy breath as you became aware of just how sore you were.

“Thanks, Mando,” you sighed.

He squeezed your arm before he finally let you go, and you had to hold back a whine at the loss of contact. As much as you tried to deny it, you came to terms that you felt something for the bounty hunter, but you couldn’t be completely sure that he returned your feelings. You did notice that he seemed to be overly protective of you, and you knew he was a man of few words, but you tried not to linger on those thoughts for too long. It was a dangerous life you both led, and you didn’t want to complicate things any more.

Mando inspected his armor for damage while you leaned back against a nearby pillar to catch your breath and stretch your legs. Once your heart rate slowed back down, you stepped closer to him, “Did the beskar hold up from all that?”

“Just a few scuffs,” he answered in a softer voice as he met your gaze.

You smiled at him and opened your mouth to say something when Mando suddenly leaped in front of you without warning. It all happened so fast, yet it felt like the world moved in slow motion at the same time.

From behind you, one of the men who had you and the Mandalorian surrounded crept up with his blaster arimed right at you. You couldn’t see him, but Mando saw the movement from over your shoulder, and he immediately moved. He took two large steps to put his body in front of yours just as the man fired his blaster. The shot hit Mando right in the lower abdomen just below his armor plate and he fell back to the ground.

You whipped around just a second too slow, and you let out a scream as you watched the bounty hunter fall onto his back. With tears threatening to form in your eyes, you pulled out your blaster and fired two shots at the attacker and you didn’t lower your weapon until you saw him fall over. Then, you dropped to your knees right next to the Mandalorian.

“Mando! Mando…” you inspected his wound and you shook when you saw how much he bled. You reached into your pack and took out a bacta patch to place on his stomach. Your heart sank when you heard how shallow his breath was, “Come on, Mando, you can’t die on me here,” your voice was shaky as you tried to keep your panic down to focus on healing him. Without even thinking, you grabbed onto his hand and held it tight.

He was quiet for a few minutes as the bacta patch started to work. Once his breathing became more even, he spoke in a weak voice, “I’m not dying on you.”

Your eyes met the slit of his vizor and you tried to let out a soft chuckle through your tears.

“We need to get back to the ship,” Mando groaned in pain as he started to sit up, “There may be more on their way.”

Without a word, you nodded as you helped the Mandalorian up and took his arm around your shoulder, “Lean on me. It’s ok,” you whispered and you were surprised he actually did. Normally, he was much more resistant to your help, but not this time. And that worried you.

Slowly, you both made your way back to the ship and you gently set him down to sit and locked the cargo door behind you. Mando was silent as he inspected the wound for himself. He leaned his head back and he didn’t even flinch when you were suddenly beside him again to clean the blood off his abdomen.

Thanks to the bacta patch, the injury wasn’t terrible, and had already started to heal. But, it still needed to be cleaned and patched again. You were careful not to move the fabric across his body too much and only let the wound show. You knew better than to try for anything more, as much as you longed to touch his bare skin.

The room was silent as Mando let you patch him up, but he could hear you sniffle every now and then. Once you were done, you leaned back and wiped the sweat from your brow. He didn’t miss the way you subtly wiped tears from your eyes as well, even though you tried your best to hide it.

“I’m sorry, Mando,” you finally broke the silence with a meek voice, “I should have been paying more attention. This is my fault.”

Mando reached out and held your hand, which caused you to freeze, “I’m fine,” he said your name, “It’s not the worst injury I’ve had.”

You could tell his words were an attempt to comfort you, but you still felt the guilt eat at you, “But..” you started when he cut you off.

“I said it’s fine,” the Mandalorian’s thumb gently caressed the back of your hand, “You don’t have to worry about me so much. You know I’ll always watch your back.”

You glanced down at your connected hands before you looked back up at him, “And I’ve always got yours,” your voice was barely above a whisper.

The room was quiet again as Mando studied your face. He had never seen you look like this before, and he wanted nothing more than to erase the sadness from your features, “Hey,” his voice was soft to get your attention, “What’s wrong?” there was genuine concern in his voice.

You were silent for a moment as you considered what you wanted to say to him. But, you decided that now was as good a time as any to say what was in your heart, “Mando, I think I’m in love with you, and that scares me half to death,” your gaze dropped to the floor at your confession.

Mando’s reply came sooner than you expected. He gave your hand a gentle tug in a wordless way to tell you to come closer to him, “I think I’m in love with you too,” he said as he brought his other hand to cup your face.

You couldn’t help the gasp that escaped your lips, and new tears formed in your eyes.

“You think I’d jump in front of just anybody when they’re getting shot at?” he tried to get you to smile. And it worked, you laughed softly though your tears as you leaned against his shoulder. The two of you settled on the bench where he rested and Mando wrapped an arm around you to hold you close to him. Mando let himself rest against you and you laid your head against his shoulder, your hands still connected together in your lap.

~

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[anonthenullifier]

Hey, grad anon here 💕 Hope you’ve had a good week! Unis have started opening up for the new academic year here which has been good and chaotic 😂! But equally it’s been quite a depressing time (idk how much the rest of the world pays attention to UK news but it’s all been pretty awful rn bc of shortages & the Sarah Everard case which made me sick to my stomach 😭). The new GBBO cheered me up a little though- have you seen it yet? All the best 🥰

Hi! My week was pretty nice, submitted my tenure and promotion portfolio, which is exciting! Oh the beginning of school is always so chaotic, I wish you luck getting used to everyone being around again! I follow some of the news with the shortages which is really sad but hadn’t heard of the Sarah Everard case, that’s absolutely horrific. At least GBBO was a delight to help give a slight respite from it, we watched it last night and enjoyed it as always. Biscuit week always makes us curious what all the food takes like though the crunchiness, or snap, of the biscuits concerns us because we like our cookies soft haha.

I hope things even out for you and you take some time for yourself ❤️ It’s not much, but below is a lighthearted bit from the next chapter for you.

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Blunt sincerity puts her on edge, his eyes so damn certain this life, this universe is better, so focused on her that, even if she agrees, she diverts away, brings the ceramic, unshowy tan mug to her lips and seeks distraction. Utterly delicious distraction. “How is this so good?” Wanda lifts the mug up in emphasis, “Is it because you’re British?”

He willingly follows the tug of her diversion, as any entangled photon would,  “Yes,” said with a hint of feigned embarrassment that borders on sass, “though not because it is a national pastime. Whilst studying chemistry for the General Certificate of Secondary Education,” he might be the only person alive that would say a name that no doubt has a much quicker acronym, “there was a page in one of the review books on how to craft the perfect cup of tea.”

Wanda’s fingers curl around the mug, delighted at the warmth and the vast difference in atmosphere of the room with him focused on something other than her failure of a life. “Did you think it would be on the test?”

“No, it explicitly stated it would not be,” and yet he still studied it, what an absolute dork. “But, I was rather let down by the page as I expected to learn the actual chemistry behind the perfect tea when all it provided was simple, common sense steps like grab a mug and boil water while you watch television.”

The complete disappointment in his voice at the memory deconstructs her mood, shoving it up to a point of almost, but not quite, being positive. “You sought out the chemistry, didn’t you?”

“I had to do my due diligence.” He adjusts his glasses despite them sitting perfectly straight on his face and for some reason Wanda wants him to take them off, leave them next to the fake diamond she put on the table. “So during my study breaks I investigated and learned all about the chemical compounds of tea, the correct temperature of the just under boiling water, the appropriate steeping time depending on the composition of the tea, as well as the interactions of certain teas with particular sugars and dairy.”

“Vizh, that might be the nerdiest thing I’ve ever heard.” The nonplussed shrug is even more adorable than his confession, uncaring and borderline proud. “It paid off though, this tea’s delicious.”

Vision raises his mug in a small salute of her praise, “I am glad, though I must inform you that chamomile is not actually tea, it is a tisane.”

“Noted.”

[captainkurosolaire]

The Enforcer

 Lalafell’s decoratively made a resolution coming together in their federation. Their feminine representative, “We’ll do it. Seems like fun, we enjoy high-stakes.” The nerdiest one of them, “By our calculations, the succession of rates is significantly increased with humoring this blueprint of yours.” The more glamoured and fabulous hat worn one pouted, “Sorry yo, in pounding you earlier dood.” Another echoed, “We were just kidding on blowing you up…” the one who often tells lies spoke. Lastly, their appointed central leader, Jackal who had some characteristics of Captain himself scooted in, “Where do we begin?”, he’d crook ahead, “Shelah, hand em a linkpearl fer me from my talisman.” Since his arms still couldn’t bend and were in their cast she had to be the aide. “Your priorities should b’ in getting a new flag of your old design, say you’re renovating the design to your former employers, one-day, gradually after you prove t’ them you’re earning the same shares, you can tell them about th’ shift in leadership. Say the other got executed finally by Maelstrom, it’s something believable. They’ll keep their normal frustrations level in-tact. Fer the Maelstrom sake do the opposite for the disappearance of their ‘resource’ they’ll become irritated equally. Though long as you’ve shown the same results and have a steady grasp you’ll pull it off. Least long enough until I rebuild my crew. Then, I’ll provide coverage, we’ll go after the Scourges who pose a threat, but I need to gain allies and treaties, each Scourge could bring many battles and wars... Warning, whatever you do never, ever, cross or short-change the Crew named OMONGA. They’re yer prime clients to see pleased.” Each of them wondered just what sort of devils were among that Crew to be specifically singled out. “Ay ay!” They’d all enact before solidifying as a unit and properly get acquitted to their ship and the disposal of maintenance they’d need to clean. Shelah worded between him, “Amazing. But Cap’n do you think that’ll work?” He’d chortle, “No chance. We’re on borrowed time. Someone will compromise or make an error. Though I’ll push harder… Unless.” Klethera stepping in, he didn’t forget about the deal about turning himself in firstly, it was possible none of this would matter anyway. Shelah realizing this should be between them gave her parting, “I’ll get the little ones to the Capital safely. I’m not Wanted or injured too badly, I’ve had time to recuperate my injuries. There’s a Chocobo stable not far.” She’d bow slightly before Klethera continuing to carry her efficiently in trying to honor her Captain who similarly saved her with his Navigator. Giving reassurance and looking after people’s living seemed to be his worst habit. Klethera recognized his crewmate was someone who wouldn’t be suspected at all how she envisioned his ranks or members. “I’ve decided.” She’d grumble between her teeth, “You’re not nearly as terrible initially, I still don’t agree with you pirates. Especially don’t forgive your actions fully either. Though.” She’d remain unfinished, her sentence while looking over the scenic ebb and flow waves. The parting turtle-vessel leaving their view. “I’ll make you a deal, let me in this... your Crew. I won’t arrest you temporarily..” Kuro abruptly and erupted in a bellowing cackle, “O’ is that how it works huh? It’s certainly admirable. Who’s to say I wasn’t them? Or am I not? I’ve thrown people n’ chains, decided and jailed them too. I’m not innocent. I’ve pledged myself t’ the seas and a cause... and I won’t let those try conquering it and think they own it or decide massively they can. I reshape and build things that are broken often seen damaged past repair, tainted or forgotten, I take what people neglect and tell it a value, steal and give it refugee to a sanctuary, show them the potential of a hand’s properly callous for appraisal, but my words matter not they’re cheap spew and sometimes, my palms can’t adequately contain certainty those I cherish th’ most… Lost things I have utterly loved and they killed themselves for me. Slain me from mind to save themselves.” She’d punch him in the rib, “Dummy. That’s why I want in. You can’t expect yourself to always be accounted for your actions. When you cross the line, I’ll beat you back in line. And when I… admitting, go overboard in my justice, I need you to do what you just did. Help me find clarity. You want to clean these polluted seas just as bad as anyone. I don’t intend to let those incapable of fending for themselves to be damned. You talk in past-tense, I think you can change this dooming aura, assuming your resolve never goes misplaced.” Her words echoed his consciousness turning in facing.

“We call that role on a crew, The Enforcer, but I couldn’t agree further. Though I want the condition, if I break the line. You do as I asked, you bring the bullet t’ my skull, and you get out of this. We can defeat some of the worse looming nightmares once we’re ready to port from these shadows and reclaim our taken fortunes and acquire the relics of the loss. Fer now I need to remain a ghastly specter of once. You’ll oversee interrogation and throwing vile n’ our cozy brigs and discipline the crew keeping us in check and aligned, even me. My First Crew-Mate is similar too. I have no purpose fer a crew filled ov’ strictly agreein’ nancies. Mutiny me if I fail expectations.” Strictly he’d apply shackles on himself and pressure, the more stress a leader had, the better they were stable and performed effectively in keeping lives in-tact. Lacking this resolve or willpower to constantly want a Captain who didn’t take the challenge, was a sign of someone who’d bring death to all those who were behind that supposed leader that was his learning of age. Inside this particular cursed pirate, was a budded root, a nourishing plant which grew with each new addition of a springing face of his worldly cherished. Those blooming petals would shortly under weathered conditions would open themselves and my... a marveling ferocious beauty laid under all those drenches if those storms could be navigated. She’d shake even his request at an awareness of this fact of his oddity. So-far she was wrong about many avenues of him and kept guessing despite her earrings preventing deceit. She had this hope about him too. Despite neither of them would ever have admittance of it cause their pride, in this short-encountering of events they made a pact of poetic uniqueness. The estranged daughter and a no-good father had a path to deliver their proving. 

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[wlw-lovestruck-fiction]

Also since i imagine it would go very differently, MC inviting Runa to meet her parents (and whatever anxious angst that idea conjures in Runa) including the meeting?

Written by @shootingstarwithagrudge

Runa’s hair shone brilliantly in the sunlight as I watched her through the window at the front of the Cafe. This was always my favorite way to see her, when she thought no one was looking and could really let all her walls down. Her face was calm and serene even as she picked at her nails, obviously nervous. When I had first brought up the prospect of meeting my parents, Runa had paled at the thought. But after explaining to her that once we were married, they would be her family too, she began to warm up to the idea. I think deep down inside, the thought of having a normal family that didn’t try to manipulate her at any cost, was extremely important to her. I make my way through the cafe door, and Runa quickly turns her attention to me.

“What were you even doing in there? Physically sewing a new outfit to wear?” Even with her eyes narrowed I can tell she’s only slightly annoyed. More from nerves than anything. I’ve come to know Runa’s defense mechanisms pretty well by now. Even though she had come so far from the angry waitress I first met, she still depended on her walls when she was feeling nervous.

“Sorry - I saw this beautiful creature through the Cafe window, and I just had to stop for a moment and admire her” I give her my most disarming smile, which only gets me an eye roll.

“Yeah, OK. Dork.” Her words are a little sharp, but she has the slightest shade of pink to her cheeks as she says them.

“You think I’m a dork? Just wait until you meet my parents” I laugh. My parents were the epitome of average. Their most prized possession being a complete set of encyclopedias from the eighties. And the idea of them finally meeting this wild and fiery woman I was in love with, brought me so much joy.

“Yeah…” Runa replies with a far away tone. She’s been stressing pretty hard over this night, so I remain quiet until she’s finished. “I just hope I don’t say anything dumb. I’m assuming since you’re such a nerd, they’re probably pretty smart for a couple of humans.”

“Runa, they’re going to love you. Just be the amazingly charming woman I fell in love with.” I give her a cheeky grin and she scoffs.

“I’ve been called a lot of things in my life, babe… charming not being one of them.” She quickly falls in step with me as we make our way through the bushes separating our two worlds.

After a few minutes of walking in silence we reach the only bus stop walking distance from the Cafe. Luckily I don’t have to explain too much of how public transit works since Runa was more familiar with the human world than most magicians. And other than the two exceptionally ripe travellers that decided to sit a seat over from us, our ride is supremely uneventful. As we finally approach the stop in front of my parents house, I’m overcome with giddiness. It’s like two complete polar sides of my life were finally merging. Not being able to contain my joy, I audibly squeal as we exit the bus.

“Oh my god. How did I fall in love with such a nerd?” I turn to face Runa prepared to give her back a little lip, but the look on her face was one of pure affection. I feel myself immediately blush as I take her hand in mine. She smiles at me before taking a deep grounding breath.

“Well, it’s now or never.” She let’s out with an exhale as we make our way towards the front door. A part of me was a bit surprised at just how much their house hadn’t changed. I guess since so much in my life had changed, I inexplicably expected theirs to have as well. I can hear the tv as we reach the front step and I laugh. Nat Geo was on. Too perfect. I give Runa one last reassuring smile and swing the door open.

“Mom! Dad!”

Just as expected, Mom was in the kitchen preparing a veritable feast. I could tell she’d been cooking all day by her slightly frazzled appearance, but she still looked amazing. She makes a beeline for us before I can say another word.

“Willem! You’re offspring is here!” She yells towards the direction of the study before bringing me in for a bone breaking hug. “Oh, honey.. We have missed you.”

“Missed you too, Mom.” I left out with a laugh.

“Hey there, Cupcake!”

Dad walks in with a newspaper in one hand and an old mystery novel in the other. One I’ve personally seen him read at least 20 times. When I turn to give him a hug, I catch Runa’s eyes and she looks like she’s about to burst with laughter as she mouths the word “Cupcake?” to me. I narrow my eyes and she chuckles. I look up from Dad’s hug and motion to Runa awkwardly.

“Mom, Dad this… is Runa.” With the smile that reaches my face, it’s pretty transparent how much I love her. Dad and Mom both excitedly make their way over. Shaking her hands, and topped with the ever so awkward hug. My heart swells with the image of them three together. My two worlds colliding.

“Runa, dear. It’s so nice to meet you!” Mom gushes. Runa gives a nervous laugh before Dad claps her on the back in total Dad manner.

“So, Runa! That’s such an interesting name! Runa. Where does it come from?” Runa’s eyes go wide as my Dad waits for an answer. She looks to me before trying her best to answer coherently.

“Uh.. W-well M-mr.. ah-. M-Mr. Wellem.. Uh, sir.”

She pauses and tries to center herself. Taking a long, deep breath, she opens her eyes looking slightly more centred. I look down to find her doing her finger exercises.

“Uh.. So.. Runa was my Great Grandmother’s name, actually. She was the only other one in the family born with pink hair.” My parents eyes go wide at that and Runa immediately realizes her slip up. She pales slightly, swallowing hard as I subconsciously try to figure out how I’m going to explain this. But before I can even respond, both of my parents start laughing.

“Oh, she’s a funny one, Cupcake. You better hold onto her.” Dad waggles his finger at me as he shakes his head.

Runa finally releases the breath she’s been holding, and I let out a nervous laugh.

“Haha - Yeah, Runa here is a regular card.” I playfully clap Runa on the shoulder, pulling her closer.

“Y-yep. Th-that’s me. Ol’ hilarious Runa.”

My parents are still laughing as they lead us towards the dining room. I give Runa a smirk and she rolls her eyes, taking my hand. She stops abruptly though when we reach the armour with all my childhood photographs. My breath catches while I wait to see which photo has caught her eye.

“Oh my gods, babe.. Is this you!?” She holds up a particularly embarrassing picture of me from my 4th grade Science Fair. I groan loudly. “I mean. Of course it’s you! Look at my cute little dork being all nerdy and cute.”

I laugh at her unique choice of affections, and take the picture in my hands. I can’t believe my parents still had this thing framed. My completely out of control hair, white lab coat and over sized goggles made for one of the nerdiest sights to ever exist.

“Uh. Yep. Let’s just put that back where it came from.”

Runa laughs as I quickly put the photo back. I look up to meet her eyes, and her smile has turned so fond that I immediately blush. She leans in for a kiss, which I gladly return. My heart so overwhelmed with joy, I was almost certain it would burst all over my Mom’s hard cooked meal.

“Come on, let’s go before your human food gets too cold to tolerate.”

Runa takes me by the hand and leads me the rest of the way down the hallway and into the dining room. Mom had done such a beautiful job at setting the table that it almost felt as magical as something we would set up at the Cafe. I quickly take a seat across from my parents with Runa seated next to me. I point out all the tasty foods she should try and realize this probably looked a little weird to my parents, but they make no indication as such, so I continue.

“So Runa.. what part of Europe are you from? I’ve been trying to pinpoint your accent, but it’s so unique.” Dad’s question catches us both off guard. Runa’s eyes growing wide as she looks to me. Shit. I had totally forgotten I’d told my parents in my first letter that I was in Europe. This was something neither of us had a prepared answer for.

“Uh, Runa is actually from a town not too far from here, Dad. She just happened to be spending a bit of time in uh.. Belgium.. while I was there.” I spit out the response so quickly, without giving it much thought, hoping it would suffice my Father’s curiosities. He hums in thought before speaking again.

“And how did you like your time in Belgium Runa? How was it there?” I can tell Dad is just trying to be friendly by getting to know her, but I can see the fork shaking in Runa’s hand while she tries to think of an answer.

“Um.. it was nice? Very uh .. Belgium-y? And they had really good… waffles?”

Her answers come out more like a questions as she tries to remember any facts about Belgium. Lucky for us though, Dad doesn’t pry any further and goes back to his roast duck. I can hear Runa release a sharp exhale with a chuckle. Obviously glad to have dogged that bullet. I meet her eyes and mouth the words ’I’m sorry’ which she immediately waves off.

As the dinner goes on, I can’t help but just sit back and watch. When I had first realized my feelings for Runa, I never in my wildest dreams thought she’d be sitting here, in my childhood home, at the dining room table where I used to color, eating a human dinner, with my extraordinarily human parents. The ring Runa gave me sparkling in the dim light. The pink glow bringing me out of my thoughts as it catches my eye. It looked brighter somehow. Warmer. And as I catch Runa’s face, it comes to my attention that the ring was feeding directly off of Runa’s emotions. She was happy. Exceedingly so. She had a family now. And that was all I could ever ask for. I run my finger across the small jewel before trying my best to jump back into the conversation, which had taken an odd turn into laundromats. I laugh, knowing deep down inside that this was everything I could have ever wanted. I was more content than I had ever been, and I had no one but Runa to thank for that.

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 257: New Year’s Party and All Might Feels

Previously on BnHA: The kids ate some yummy cotton candy and got to demolish a bunch of robots in flashy and expensive ways, because U.A. is every child’s dream school and All Might is getting closer to finally achieving his goal of being The Cool, Fun Teacher. There was also some cute Kirimina and Izuocha stuff, and also some panels of All Might watching Deku with a wistful dad smile which was both heartwarming and also makes me slightly terrified for his chances of surviving to the end of this series, but what else is new. Anyway so after class we cut to Aizawa and Mic who were all “we’re still sad fyi” until the Big Three interrupted them to get Aizawa to come help with Eri’s quirk. Meanwhile, All Might sat down with Deku and Kacchan and gave Deku a notebook all about THE PAST SUCCESSORS AND THE SIXQUIRKS. And we’d better be covering that pronto in this chapter because holy shit I had to wait two weeks after that cliffhanger and that was not fucking fair.

Today on BnHA: Kacchan and Deku read about the one quirk user WE ALREADY FUCKING KNEW ABOUT before they get bored and decide that WE DON’T NEED TO HEAR ANY MORE ABOUT ANY OF THOSE OTHER LAME QUIRKS APPARENTLY. In an effort to console me, All Might reveals that Shimura Nana’s quirk was THE POWER OF FUCKING FLYING YEAH BITCHES, which does admittedly warm my heart. Also Deku and Kacchan have an entire page of going back and forth at each other like the squabbling siblings they are and that helps too. Also we then cut to all of the 1-A kids having a New Year’s party, and yeah, Horikoshi admittedly knows how to play me like a goddamn fiddle I guess. The chapter then takes a sudden swerve for the nostalgic, with Deku and pals reminiscing about how much they’ve grown and how lucky they are, before we cut to All Might who’s sitting on a bench having Winter Night Angst until he’s comforted by Aizawa of all people, because this chapter is actually fucking great. And then we cut to THREE FUCKING MONTHS LATER LMAOOOO [blows noisemaker] SHIGARACALYPSE 2020 COMING ATCHA KIDS. WOOP WOOP.

okay so I have been persuaded to try out the fan scanlation this week! for several reasons: (1) the new scanlators have had a few weeks now to improve their game and I’m curious to see what the quality is like, (2) there are already spoilers all over my dashboard lol and I’m tired of trying to dodge them, and finally (3) I have nothing else to do this afternoon and I wanna read it. SO IMMA READ IT. BRING ON THE SIXQUIRKS OF DEKU THE NINTH

-- GOD DAMMIT ALL MIGHT

I assume that those are the two shadowy ones, then? Bakushadow and PonytailShadow? goddammit. meanwhile even if we didn’t have that whole mystery, the second user would still be the one I’m most curious about, because (s)he was the first one to actually get OFA handed down to them, and to say that I’m curious about how exactly that went down would be putting it mildly. like how the hell did Lil Bro figure out that he could pass his fucking quirk down to people. and what exactly was the trial and error process involved, if any. was he just like. “dude, come here, I want to try something okay? this is gonna sound really fucking weird but hear me out... I want you to eat my hair” 

sob, honestly a time-traveling Bakugou who already knows how The Whole Deal Works might honestly be the least bizarre explanation. I have so many questions ughh

btw I do also want to call attention to the fact that this chapter is titled “make it your own”, a.k.a. the mantra that Kacchan has been trying to get Deku to adopt since the provisional license exam. so this I do like. that is very promising

hmmMMMMMMMM

motherfuckin time travel is starting to sound more and more likely you guys. oh my god. but how?? someone’s quirk?? or maybe they can just get Mei to build them a machine. fuck it, she’s already upgraded Deku’s costume ten thousand times with random crap, what’s one more. you read it here first, Deku’s next upgrade will be gloves that carry him back and forth in time

lmao Katsuki

on the one hand that is very rude, but on the other hand I too would like him to get to talking about the ones whose quirks he actually did learn about. so yeah. [taps watch] we gonna do this All Might, or

lmao Deku’s asking about Blackwhip and meanwhile Katsuki’s just PICKING UP THE NOTEBOOK, WITHOUT EVEN ASKING, YOINK

(ETA: Kacchan with a normal face is such a rare Charizard of a panel that I just have to stop for a moment to appreciate it. take a good look everyone, we probably won’t get this again for another 50 chapters.)

fucking thank you Kacchan. holy shit. I mean All Might worked hard on it, might as well make use of it. and never mind the explicit “FOR YOUNG MIDORIYA” plastered on the cover I guess lol

also!! BALDY FINALLY GOT HIMSELF A NAME OMGGGGG. “LARIAT.” we’ll see how Caleb translates that tomorrow, I guess. I have no idea what it means but I’m excited!!! yay naaaames

OH THAT’S JUST HIS ALIAS HE’S GOT A REAL NAME TOO OH SNAP

(ETA: also there’s the expected “go” since he’s #5. so that’s apparently still a thing, meaning the mystery behind nos. 2 and 3 is still as perplexing as ever. maybe a bit of a stretch, but does anyone suppose that the “己” at the end of Katsuki’s given name could be interpreted as kind of looking like the Arabic numeral for two? eh? eh??)

seems to be causing a whole lot of collateral damage, but hey, price you pay for being a badass

oh my god my sons are bickering

(ETA: but lmao though at Katsuki being all “YOU THINK EVERY FUCKING QUIRK IS AMAZING” because sob it’s true.)

Katsuki please. first of all WHY WOULD YOU ONLY GO INTO DETAIL ABOUT THE ONE FUCKING QUIRK WE ALREADY KNEW, and two, I kinda need at least one of those quirks to be at least a little bit badass, because fucking shit you guys, uhhhh. [gestures frantically to the last page of chapter 255]  nyghhnghh. and also!! [gestures to the last two pages of chapter 245] ...

hmm so All Might says that Kacchan is right, and that it makes sense that most of the quirks would be weak ones because AFO made it his business to stomp out any strong quirk users on account of the whole “he’s fucking evil” thing and all of that world domination biz

look how evil

oh wow

goddamn that’s one hell of an image. all these fallen heroes desperately trying to make sure that their power, the world’s only hope, doesn’t die out with them

so then from the way All Might makes it sound, it seems like some of the successors maybe weren’t carefully selected at all, but instead they were just the ones who happened to be in the right (wrong??) place at the right time. maybe some of them were fellow soldiers in the war against AFO, and when their comrades fell they were there to pick up the gauntlet. that actually makes a hell of a lot of sense

and also the way they seem to be passing on the quirk appears to be the blood-on-blood method rather than the hair-eating method, so that also potentially addresses my snarky rambling earlier in this very recap lol. Lil Bro may not have meant to pass it on at all; he might have just been gripping some spiky-haired passerby’s hand while mortally wounded, and knowing that his time was up, and hoping against hope that this MYSTERIOUS KACCHAN-LOOKING STRANGER would somehow be able to take up the fight and continue what he started. and then lo and behold

-- motherFUCKER HE REALLY JUST PUT IT BACK DOWN ON THE TABLE LIKE

SO, I GUESS WE JUST DON’T CARE ABOUT ANY OF THE OTHER QUIRKS THEN! WELL FINE. let’s just never talk about anything I’m dying to know about again ever!!

“seems they’ve all died young” WELL ISN’T THAT JUST FINE AND FUCKING DANDY. what a wonderful legacy All Might has bequeathed unto our sprightly green protagonist. what a barrel of laughs this has turned out to be

sob my son literally doesn’t know how to take his foot off the gas

but I guess it’s not necessarily a bad thing to have someone there who only relentlessly knows how to go forward, forward, forward

SDFLKSHDOGIHSOGISHLGKSDLFJ

EXCUSE ME, MCFUCKING WHAT DID YOU SAY?! SO YOU’RE TELLING ME MY BEST GIRL COULD FUCKING FLY, IS THAT IT?? AM I READING THIS RIGHT?? WAIT -- HOW DO YOU BREATHE, AGAIN?? OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD, I

LOL WHAT THE FUCK

(ETA: I left the edges of his speech bubble in while cropping this so everyone can appreciate just how spiky it is.)

me too kid!! you were playing quirk bingo, right? it was only a matter of time before someone came along with flying powers and we all knew it. I’ve been saying it and saying it, Deku was born to touch the sky

lulz he’s screaming at Deku that he can already fly with his explosions, so now while Deku works on mastering his own flying quirk, Katsuki will pull ahead of him SO THAT MAKES HIM THE WINNER I GUESS. lol honestly this speech is one of the nerdiest things he’s ever done and I almost wouldn’t have been surprised if he’d ended it with “OWNED!!!” watch him look around for a mic to drop

oh my god

this isn’t even rival energy, this is sibling energy. like, this one panel is some of the rawest fucking sibling energy I’ve ever seen. the relentless shittalking, the competition over absolutely nothing, the ridiculous faces... just, wow

anyway so I have a ton of thoughts about Katsuki’s current feelings toward Deku ever since the Endeavor and Natsuo “you don’t have to forgive me” thing, but the short version is that I think Katsuki lately has actually been really worried about upsetting the status quo with Deku, and, well... “losing” Deku, so to speak. I think during the internship he finally clued in to the fact that he actually had been a real certified jerkweiner to Deku, but more importantly he woke up to the realization that he doesn’t know for sure if Deku actually has forgiven him. like, he’s been going around thinking that it’s in the past, that it doesn’t matter, and then along come the Todorokis with all their drama, and he sees that and he realizes oh shit, sometimes people secretly have tons of resentment that’s just burning away at them underneath and shit!

and so the thought is kind of eating at him now that Deku might not have actually forgiven him, and he’s actually really scared of that, and so he’s reacting in two different ways: one, by being irrationally annoyed/angry with Deku for having that power over him (the power to either forgive him or not), even though that’s his own fault; and two, by trying in his own way to aggressively push things toward being the way they were back when they were little kids before their whole falling out. which, in his mind, means them being rivals. like, in the second character book, there’s a section that’s all about the characters’ relationships with each other, and in for Deku it says he views his and Kacchan’s relationship as “childhood friends”, but from Katsuki’s perspective, their relationship is listed as “childhood rivals.” so yeah

anyway so I guess I lied about this being “the short version” (I’m gonna have to essay about this more in a separate post I think), but basically I think that in Katsuki’s mind this kind of juvenile making-faces-and-egging-each-other-on thing is how he interprets their friendship, and he’s very awkwardly trying to get back to that

anyway! I got hella sidetracked there so let’s get back to the plot shall we. there’s a sweet panel of All Might smiling at the two of them because I think he also sees that this scene is somehow heartwarming in its own bizarre way lol

and then WE’RE CUTTING BACK TO THE DORMS YESSSSSS

(ETA: stray thought -- it’s an absolute fucking delight to see all of the male characters cooking for once while the girls, as far as I can see, are just sitting around chilling in the living area. like I’m sure they are helping as well, but you have no idea how fucking refreshing it is to not have the girl characters be all “WE’LL COOK FOR YOU BOYS SINCE YOU’RE SO HOPELESS AND/OR YOU’RE WORKING SO HARD TEEHEE.” holy shit. it’s great.)

to answer your question, Sero, they’ve been having secret powwows with All Might and discussing things like how Kacchan is objectively better than Deku it’s science, and how to make Deku fly. what have you all been doing

OH I SEE YOU ARE HAVING DINNER

is that Tokoyami running like a Hanna-Barbera character in the background. every time I think I have a handle on his character Horikoshi has a new twist ready to keep me on my toes. also lol at Kirishima remembering how Kacchan did jackall to help during the Christmas party, and making sure he does his part this time IF HE WANTS TO EAT

(ETA: lol so after rereading this that’s clearly Deku in the background. I still think it looks more like Tokoyami though! but obviously the two of them are the only ones still in their uniforms, so.)

OH BOY OH BOY NOW THIS CHAPTER IS CRACKIN’

TODOROKI SHOUTO!! YOU HAVE BROUGHT SHAME UNTO YOUR FAMILY! lmao he’s so quick to answer “IT WAS ME I DID IT” with his two fucking exclamation points too lol. I don’t know why that’s so amusing to me but it is and I love it

meanwhile Horikoshi got a little too playful when drawing that Momochako page there huh. drew the back of her head but was then like “BUT THEN YOU CAN’T SEE HER ADORABLE SMILE” but he couldn’t be assed to redraw it so he improvised. IT’S CALLED ART

ahhhhhhh class B is joining them yesssss!! and Kodai’s bringing a couch oh my god such an excellent and practical application of her Ant-Man quirk to make sure everyone has someplace to sit these children are so cooperative and wise

YAY WHOLESOME NEW YEAR’S PARTY ANTICS

KATSUKI HAS UPGRADED FROM SANTA GRUMP TO SITTING NICELY WITH HIS SQUAD!! SHOUJI IS WEARING ANOTHER OF HIS LEGENDARY PONCHOS!! TSUYU JUST SAVED MINA’S LIFE!! KOUDA BROUGHT HIS BUNNY BECAUSE BUNNY DESERVES TO PARTY TOO!! AND AOYAMA IS PROBABLY WEARING A ROBE, BUT I CHOOSE TO BELIEVE THAT IT’S A DRESS AND YOU CAN’T STOP ME!! NEW YEAR NEW HIM YES CHEERS

oh my god they’re starting to reminisce, no my emotions were not ready for this please chill out kids

look at them talking like they’re all grown up now

you do realize you all are still just babies right. “it was a crazy ride... back then we were so young...” is that Joe Cocker’s version of With a Little Help from My Friends I hear playing in the background. why has the film quality gone all grainy. what is this what’s happening

THANK YOU IIDA

as expected from the resident 40-year-old. please tell these children to get a grip. they’re out here talking about which Roth IRAs they’re going to get and how much their lower backs hurt

also, this scanlation hasn’t been too bad so far, but I feel like knowing it’s “Iida” and not “Lida” is like the bare minimum of translating a chapter of BnHA. like at least get the names right. but anyway I cropped that part of the panel out regardless because Mineta’s face was ruining the atmosphere so it’s all good

oh no. oh shit wait. what’s going on here

do not tell me this is one of those “calm before the storm/AND THAT WAS THE LAST TIME EVERYONE WAS ALL TOGETHER AND HAPPY EVER AGAIN” things. please no. please tell me I’m overreacting and grossly misinterpreting the general vibe here. fuck

also though, you see that bit in the Kacchan panel though lol. so yeah their relationship is just like that. it’s weird but they like it

jesus christ now Deku is sitting there saying “I’m very fortunate” with this face like he’s just DARING fate to come on over and punch him in the balls. DEKU!!

no!!!! [swipes at the air in an attempt to ward off the oncoming plot] go away! shoo!

and interestingly, Tokoyami is watching him!

do you want in on this plot too buddy. is that it. well your mentor has gotten himself all wound up in this spider’s web by this point, so why not. if we’re gonna have angst I guess the more the merrier

LMAO NEVER MIND, THE VERY NEXT PANEL HE’S ASKING DEKU TO PASS THE FUCKING PONZU AGAIN. DEKU COULD YOU FUCKING SNAP TO IT ALREADY HOW MANY GODDAMN TIMES DOES HE HAVE TO ASK

NOW ALL MIGHT IS SITTING ALONE ON A BENCH OUTSIDE THE TEACHER’S DORMS AND AIZAWA IS THERE SUDDENLY

is he going to talk to him about Eri. or the whole Noumu thing. ahhhhhhh

someone please tell All Might he needs to stop acting like he’s about to die. holy shit. this is reaching unacceptable levels. the fond smile while watching Deku’s progress. another fond smile while seeing him and Bakugou going back and forth, perhaps feeling reassured that someone else will be there to look out for Deku once he’s gone. giving Deku a notebook with everything he knows about OFA. and now SITTING ON A BENCH ALONE IN THE DARK IN THE MIDDLE OF WINTER WITH HIS HANDS FOLDED IN HIS LAP JUST THINKING THOUGHTS!! AND AIZAWA’S ALL “WHAT ARE YOU DOING” AND HE’S ALL “NOTHING... JUST...” HOLY FUCKING SHIT ALL MIGHT COULD YOU PLEASE NOT

but anyways so what’s this you say about training Eri now

fffFFFFFS HE’S DOING IT AGAIN

he doesn’t know if he’ll be here come springtime, that’s what’s up. the clock is ticking on Nighteye’s prophecy, and even though he swore he’d live and punch fate in the mouth, you never know though and shit but this is depressing. anyway if my guess is right he may be about to share the secret of OFA with Aizawa though, because that’s what I’d do if I thought I was possibly gonna die and my student might need someone to continue mentoring him once I was gone. so, you know, still a bummer but also YES ALL MIGHT DO ITTTTT

oh nope nevermind he’s just rambling and Aizawa doesn’t have a clue wtf he’s on about

fffff this is some prime grade A All Might angst right here, the gods have blessed us after so long oh snap oh dang

so then maybe he doesn’t think he’s dying lol. well whatever. I think it’s probably a little of column A, a little of column B, that sort of thing but hey

yo you guys, Aizawa bonding with All Might is just. [chef’s kiss] it’s been so long. I don’t think we’ve had a long scene between them since the parent teacher meetings oh my god. Aizawa definitely respects him so much more now and it’s great

totally off subject btw, but the third light novel has a chapter where the teachers all meet up at a local bar and get trashed and talk about all kinds of crap, and Aizawa drunkenly tells All Might he respects the hell out of him, and it’s an absolute delight and everyone should read it. here’s the link to the Viz edition. it’s easily the best of the light novels (though I haven’t read the fourth one which is coming out in March), and an enjoyable read from start to finish. anyways thus ends my unsponsored plug, now back to our regularly scheduled programming

yep. safe to say the days when he thought All Might was an attention-loving media whore are long gone. fuck I love this

oh my god oh my fucking god

wow. just. ...shit. this is a message that I think everyone should hear, first of all, and this is easily one of the most gorgeous and profound panels this manga has ever had. like holy shit I almost cried

and second of all, tell me something, how is Aizawa the most comforting, gentle, supportive, encouraging man in the universe, and how did we get so lucky, and can you believe this man wasn’t even planning to become a teacher holy shit. we can’t afford to lose him, ever

OH FUCK ALL MIGHT, I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU START CRYING HERE --

let me tell you I did not need that flashback panel of Nighteye TODAY OF ALL DAYS, HOLY SHIT. THE HELL KIND OF TIMING IS THAT. HE KNEW WHAT EPISODE WAS AIRING THIS WEEKEND, HE DOES SKETCHES FOR THEM EVERY WEEK, THIS WAS FULLY INTENTIONAL AND I FEEL AGGRIEVED

my god All Might is pinching the corners of his eyes and apologizing I can’t. STOP OFFLOADING ALL OF THESE ALL MIGHT FEELS ON ME. even now, after everything he’s given, he still feels like it’s not enough. it’s in his nature to feel restless, to want to do more. he’s earned the right to rest -- earned it more than anyone in the world -- but he can’t, and he feels guilty and helpless because the burden he shouldered for so long has been passed on to everyone else now, and he knows how heavy it is, and he was so willing to carry it even if it destroyed him, but he can’t anymore! and then to have someone come along and say “it’s okay, you’ve done enough, you’re doing enough, you are enough,” just. shit shit shit shit shit. I can hear Horikoshi’s truck beeping as it backs up to dump YET MORE FEELS all over my goddamn house. there are feels being tossed out of an airplane door overhead with little parachutes. fucking paperboys are riding by on their bicycles and whipping them at my face screaming “EXTRA! EXTRA!” fucking...

-- HOLY SHIT!?!?

well my jaw just dropped. um. [peeks at calendar] do you mean to tell me that we’re just CUTTING STRAIGHT TO THE PARTY NOW, JUST LIKE THAT

WELL FUCK, LMAO. BEEN NICE KNOWING Y’ALL

sDFLKSHGLKH

Horikoshi: [poking his head in the door] hey what’s up guys just thought I’d toss in this panel of Ujiko here to remind you all that Spring is when --

everyone: JESUS CHRIST WE KNOW

-- WHAT THE FUCK

WHAT THE FUCKKKKKK LOL, WHAT

well I guess it’s nice to know that those feelings of impending doom were apparently RIGHT ON THE MONEY sob. NOTHING TO SEE HERE, JUST THE END OF ALL HEROES!! JUST UJIKO ROAMING THE HALLS OF HIS LOCAL HOSPITAL BEING ALL “HO HO” BECAUSE HE’S FINISHED HIS WINTER PROJECT OF TURNING TOMURA INTO ONE OF THE FOUR HORSEMEN AND HE’S FEELING REALLY FUCKING GREAT ABOUT LIFE. JUST THE MANGA JUMPING AHEAD THREE FUCKING MONTHS JUST LIKE THAT, AND DROPPING US BACK IN BARELY A WEEK BEFORE THE START OF THE KIDS’ SECOND YEAR, A.K.A. “YEAR OF THE SHINSOU”, A.K.A. “YEAR THAT KACCHAN FINALLY REVEALS HIS HERO NAME BECAUSE HOLY SHIT SON YOU REALLY FUCKING SAT ON THAT FOR THREE MORE FUCKING MONTHS!?”, A.K.A. “THE YEAR ALL MIGHT BETTER NOT FUCKING DIE”, AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST, A.K.A. “[GESTURES FRANTICALLY TO CHAPTER 245 AGAIN]”

lol. here I was hoping we had at least a little more time before the whole “we’re fucked” thing kicked in, but I guess the apocalypse waits for no one. gentlemen it has been a privilege playing with you tonight

[dem-obscure-imagines]

A Mermaid’s Kiss

A Mermaid’s Kiss

Benny Weir x Reader

Prompt: Heyyyyy I saw you were asking for requests for Benny and I’ve loved him forever askjdhalsaldj could you pleeeeeease write a fic with Benny x a mermaid reader? You can do whatever you want with it! Thanks so much! I love your writing!!!

Note: I was watching H2O, so here we are *shrug* I ALSO love Benny.

Warnings: None?

Word Count: 2k

Benny Weir was perhaps the nerdiest guy you knew. He loved Star Wars and video games and he was always hanging out with his nerd friends. And it was for that reason you harbored such a big crush on him. There was only one problem: you were a mermaid and he had no idea.

“Really. Benny. You have a crush on Benny.” Erica rolled her eyes, obviously not amused. Sarah was sitting next to her, grinning, obviously amused. “(Y/N) let me tell you something. You’re a cheerleader. And Benny is…”

Erica pointed over to the table he, Ethan, and Rory were sitting at, where they were laughing and mimicking fighting with lightsabers.

“Benny is Benny.”

“I think it’s cute.” Sarah tilted her head at you. “Plus, Erica, you’re a Dusker. Doesn’t that give you some sort of nerdy fangirl cred?”

“It’s different.” Erica shook her head. “Benny, Ethan, Rory…they’re mega nerds. You could do sooooooooo much better than—”

Erica was interrupted by the voice of your favorite nerd. “Sarah, Erica, sorry to interrupt, but I need to ask (Y/N) something.”

“Yeah?” You asked, confidence you were sure you could thank your mermaid ancestors for welling up inside your chest. Most teenagers, when faced with their crush, would melt into a puddle, but being a mermaid granted you certain perks, one of which let you embrace these fuzzy feelings rather than letting them control you.

“I…so, uh…well…” Benny scratched the back of his neck and looked back to Ethan, who motioned for his friend to get on with it, nodding encouragingly. “Can I take you out sometime? There’s this n-new movie that’s out and Ethan said it’s lame, which leaves me with Rory and I don’t want to be stuck in a theater with—”

“I’d love to go to the movies with you, Benny.” You winked and smiled, and his jaw dropped, but he quickly recovered, smiling brightly. “I’ll bring my big purse so we can sneak in candy.”

“Sweet! I’ll pick you up at eight?”

“It’s a date.”

***

“This is not happening. This isn’t happening. There’s no way that this is happening.” Benny paced through his room, panicking as eight o’clock drew nearer and nearer. Ethan was sitting on his bed, flipping through some comic book while his friend had a near-existential crisis.

“You asked her out. Yes it’s happening.”

“Should I change my shirt? Does my hair look okay? What time is it—”

“You should probably go pick her up soon.” Ethan checked his watch. “You look fine, Benny. Besides, Sarah told me she likes you. You don’t have anything to worry about.”

“Right, but that doesn’t change the fact that she’s the prettiest, most perfect girl in the whole—”

“Just go already!”

“Right. You’re right.” Benny sucked in a nervous breath and walked out the bedroom door. It seemed like only minute later that he was standing on your front porch, holding a bouquet of flowers he had summoned, something tropical and sweet-smelling. There were perks to being a spellmaster, he supposed. And then, after straightening his shirt, he rang the doorbell.

It was your mother who answered, taking one look at the young spellmaster in front of her and grinning brightly. “You must be Benny! It’s so nice to meet you. Come on in, (Y/N) should be just about ready.”

“Thank you, Mrs. (L/N).” He stepped over the threshold. Your house wasn’t quite what he expected. Tucked away into the spooky little town of Whitechapel, your home screamed ‘beachhouse.’ There were seashells sitting on every surface, fishing nets and paintings of the sea covered the walls, and tropical flowers similar to the ones he was holding were growing in planters tucked away into the corners of the room. “Woah, I love your house.”

“Thank you. When we moved here, I knew I’d have to make it feel more like home.”

“Where are you from, originally?” Benny wondered, looking around. He remembered that you’d moved to Whitechapel in middle school, but you never really talked about where you came from before.

“Sleepy little beach town down south.” Your mother told him. “I thought I’d never leave, but then I ended up meeting (Y/N)’s dad and—”

“Mom, don’t bore him.” You laughed, walking down the stairs. You were wearing a casual dress, just something cute that didn’t make it look like you had put too much effort into it, but Benny still looked up at you with all of the stars in his eyes. “Hi, Benny.”

“H-hi, (Y/N)…wow, you look great.” He held out the bouquet. “These are for you.”

“These are so pretty! Thank you.” You took the flowers and then handed them to your mom, who had her hand outstretched for them so she could put them in water. “Well, I’m ready if you are.”

“Don’t worry, Mrs. (L/N), I’ll have her home by eleven.”

“Have fun, you two.” Your mom watched as you and Benny walked down the front path and got into his car. She smiled. She knew Benny would be good for you.

***

Once the movie ended, you and Benny walked out of the theater talking a mile a minute, very animatedly about how much each of you had enjoyed it. More than the film, though, you’d enjoyed spending time with your favorite nerd.

It wasn’t until you got to the parking lot, under the bright full moon that you realized there was a problem. The problem was: you’d forgotten there was supposed to be a full moon.

“Aaaaaaarghhh,” you groaned, your knees buckling as you stumbled into the nearest source of support: Benny.

“Woah, what’s wrong? Are you okay?”

“Not…exactly…” You could already feel the tickle of scales forming on the sides of your legs. “We need to get to your car.” You looked up at him and made eye contact, your irises glowing blue. “Now.”

“Don’t have to tell me twice.” Benny didn’t hesitate to scoop you up in his arms, carrying you as fast as he could back to his car.

The inside of your thighs burned, each one aching for the other, but you held them apart. If they touched, it was all over for you. It hurt, scales spreading further and further until finally, Benny set you in the passenger seat and closed the door behind you, racing around to the other side to get in. Once you were in the privacy of his car, you gave into the plead deep within yourself, and let your legs touch. Instantly, they took on the form of your large and powerful tail. Relief flooded your veins and you exhaled.

“What the fuck?!” Benny exclaimed, eyes wide as he stared at your tail. He looked up at you, calming down a bit when you giggled at his reaction.

“I’m a mermaid, Benny. I kind of thought that much was obvious.”

His eyes narrowed and he thought back on all of the times he had suspected something was different about you. There had been a few, admittedly, but he’d kind of deduced you were a werewolf or something, not a mermaid. “You know, I did have a few theories, but none of them had you pegged as something this cool. You’re okay though, right? It doesn’t…hurt?”

“I’m fine now, but the sooner we can get me back to my pool at home, the better.”

“On it.” Benny shook himself out of the initial shock of finding out that his crush was a mermaid and shifted the car into drive. A few minutes later, he pulled into your driveway and got out of the car, walking around it to the passenger side. He opened your door and looked down at you, thinking. There had to be some strategy to this, he figured.

“It’s heavier than it looks.” You warned him, flapping your fin as you said it. “And it’s a little slimy. Sorry if that’s gross.”

“It’s fine. I think we’ve handled worse in our days of fighting the undead.” Benny chuckled and slowly approached you, asking permission with his yes. You nodded, inviting him to attempt to carry you out to the backyard. He hooked one arm around your back and the other around where your knees would be, by his calculations, trying his best to make sure you were balanced. The last thing he wanted to do was drop you.

So, carefully, Benny lifted you out of the car, stumbling a bit as he adjusted to the extra weight, but then continuing to the fenced-in yard slowly but surely.

“Wow, my hero.” You teased, playing with his hair.

“Any day, milady,” he replied. Luckily for him, your father was on the other side of the gate, and he opened it for the struggling teenage boy.

“Haven’t we been over this, (Y/N)? I thought we said no dates on the full moon.” Your father, who was fully human, but had married your mermaid mother, chastised.

“Listen, I forgot. Also, Benny is a spellmaster so it’s not like we blew some big secret.” You told him.

“Nice to meet you, sir.” Benny readjusted his grip on you, his arms straining from having to carry you for so long.

“That’s a relief.” Your father exhaled a sigh, letting Benny pass so he could lower you down into the pool. As soon as your tail hit the water, you felt a million times better, and you gave it a victory lap, racing around the edge a few times before settling down. Your mom was over in the shallow end, sipping on some wine. After so many years, she wasn’t even fazed by the power of the full moon. You, however, a relatively young mermaid, were very much affected by it.

You swam over to Benny, who was staring at you wide-eyed with a giant grin on his face. He knelt down beside the water, taking off his shoes before he sat on the edge of the pool, letting his feet dangle.

“Seeing you like this…it just makes sense, you know? I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this happy.” He said, still smiling down at you.

“If I look super happy, it’s not because of the water or the moon. It’s because you’re here. I was getting sick of hiding this from you, I just…didn’t know how to tell you. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry. I’m not mad, just surprised is all. This is probably the coolest way this night could have ended. Thanks for going out with me. I really had a great time.”

“So did I.” You pulled yourself up onto the edge of the pool so you were sitting beside him. “Thanks for not freaking out.”

“Of course.” He chuckled to himself, staring at his feet as he gently kicked them in the water. He noticed that your father was on the other end of the pool, lifting your mother out of it.

“I’m going to take a bath, honey, but you two have fun.”

And then it was just you and Benny alone in the backyard with only the moon and stars to keep you company.

“Hey, so…I…really like you, (Y/N). A lot. I have since…well, since you moved here, and I was wondering if maybe—”

You cut him off with your lips, a hand rising to frame his cheek. He faltered against you, caught off guard, but not disappointed in the slightest. His lips gently moved against yours, taking advantage of the opportunity. When had he ever thought he’d be sitting there kissing a mermaid? Not in his wildest dreams. But he certainly wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.

When you pulled apart, he murmured, “woah…” grinning that adorable grin of his. “I just kissed a mermaid…”

“Yeah, you just kissed a mermaid.” You giggled and raised an eyebrow. “Do you want to do it again?”

“Well, well, don’t mind if I do.” He leaned in and captured your lips once more, a little bolder this time.

And that was how you spent the night, under the bright full moon. Although you didn’t tell him, kissing Benny felt pretty magical too…

[simblrinterests]

June: So you’ve been all over the world then.

Silo: Not all over, but I’ve seen a few places.  I used to always have my nose in a book as a kid, dreaming of these far off worlds with their dashing heroes.  I wanted to become just like them, so naturally I chose the nerdiest possible version of a career that would take me there.  

June: That’s so cool.  I’ve never been anywhere, spent my whole life on the island.  I used to think about moving to the big city, I wanted to be a dancer or maybe something to do with the environment.  

Silo: Why didn’t you?

June: Stuff happened.  Things don’t always work out the way we hope.  My life is here now.  I’m watching the cottage while my Ma’s away, and my siblings are off living their own lives.  They’ve all got something special about them, August has basketball, March is a genius, and May could probably talk her way into being mayor one day.  I just kinda dance and I bake sometimes, there’s nothing special about me.

Silo: Meeting you, the first word that popped into my head was ‘special’.  Nothing I’ve seen since has led me to believe otherwise.

[dearlydreadful]

BTS Reactions

Scenario Requested: Reacting to their gf being in love with nerdy things.

Jungkook

“This is what you do when I’m on the road?” Your boyfriend is in full on crazy mode. His hands are waving above his head. His pitch is so high, you’re worried for any pups in the area. His eyes are so wide, there’s a concern they might actually pop out.

“It’s not a big deal, Kookie. It’s just a hobby.” You shrug before looking around the room. Your love for video games has turned the guest room into a mini gamer cave.

“Not a big deal? Do you understand that if you had just told me about your new hobby that we could’ve been spending so much more time together even when we’re apart?”

You furrowed your eyebrows. “What do you mean?”

Jungkook sighed as he stepped closer to you. He looked tired. All of his freaking out had certainly taken a toll on him. “I mean this is exactly how I spend my free time when we’re on the road. I sit in the hotel room and play video games. We could be playing video games together!”

You melted as you finally understood why he was so upset. “I’m sorry, Kookie. I promise we can play together anytime you want.”

He snorted. “Well we’re definitely going to be spending the night playing so you better be prepared to live up to that promise.”

“Spending the night? Like all night?”

Taehyung

You and Taehyung had been on three dates now. He was funny and charming, and of course absolutely attractive. You were having a great time. There was just one thing that was gnawing at you and you just had to know the answer.

“Alright Tae,” you set your fork down and looked up at him. His eyes widened as he stopped mid bite. You giggled and gestured for him to finish. “What’s the nerdiest thing you own?”

“Nerdiest, huh?” He wiped his mouth as he thought. “I guess that would probably be my video game collection. It’s not a lot and I don’t get to play as much as I wish I did because of my job, but I love it. And I guess it’s nerdy.” You smirked as he took a drink of his water. “What about you?”

“I have a comic book collection.” You stated proudly. “It is quite large and some of them are worth a whole lot now, but I’d never sell them.”

He grinned slowly. “You read comic books?”

You giggled. “I ready them and I absolutely love them.”

“That is really adorable.”

“You’re supposed to call me badass, not adorable.”

He laughs as you smirk. “You have a strange way of being both.”

Jimin

“That was pretty good.” Jimin made the first comment after the two of you had excited the theater. It was your first real date as boyfriend and girlfriend. You battled with yourself on your response. Jimin squeezed your hand. “What did you think?”

You hesitated but eventually convinced yourself it would be better to get this out into the open. “Well, I didn’t like how they changed the plot so much. I mean, the way they completely took out Red Skull and the cube from the plot and then inserted Black Widow, probably just because she’s pretty and will get views. There’s just more that could’ve been done.” You shrugged.

“How do you know they changed the plot?” Jimin’s eyebrows scrunched together.

You inhaled deeply. “I’ve read all the comics.”

“Damn! So you know what’s going to happen next?” He grinned and your uneasiness left you.

“Well I know what’s supposed to happen.�� You both laugh.

“What happens to Bucky then?”

“You’re not ready for that one yet, kid.”

Namjoon

“Joonie! Where did you go?” You called for your boyfriend. Your apartment was small so it wasn’t like he could really hide, but you were confused when you returned to an empty living room after only going to get popcorn from the kitchen for your movie night.

His head popped out of your second room and your eyes widened immediately.

“What are you doing in there?” You practically ran, not even realizing the damage was already done.

“You mean in the room you’ve definitely been hiding from me?” He arched one eyebrow and your stomach sunk.

“I wouldn’t say hiding.” You mumbled as you tried to push him out and close the door.

“What would you say then? I just walked in to find out my girlfriend definitely has a love for video games considering she has every gaming system I’ve ever heard about in that room. I mean I could see you not mentioning it if it was a little thing, but this,” he pointed around the room. “This is a lot.”

You sighed. “I’m sorry, Joon.” You dropped your eyes to the ground. “I was just worried you might think I’m a little crazy. Or that I spend my money carelessly.” These were all words your ex had cycled to you time and time again. He had always hated your obsession.

Namjoon’s warm hand lifted your chin so you had to look into his eyes. Your breath caught at his gorgeous smile. His dimples were showing. “I would never say those things to you.” His hand moved to cup your cheek. “I think it’s actually adorable that you have a passion like this. I mean, you’ve seen what my place looks like. Music takes over my life. This is no different. I was just upset that you didn’t tell me before. But after hearing you, I think I know why you did. And all I have to say about that is that he’s a complete dick, but his loss is my gain. I’ve got the smartest, nerdiest, and cutest girlfriend in the world now.”

You melted into his arms, happily accepting his kiss.

Hoseok

“This is so embarrassing.” You mumbled, hiding your face with your hands. When you had confessed to your boyfriend about your love for cosplay, you hadn’t expected him to demand to see your stash immediately. Some part of you had thought you would have time to hide the more revealing or the more ridiculous cosplays you’d created before he went snooping. No such luck existed.

“Embarrassing?” Hoseok’s pitch went up before he scoffed. “More like impressive. You’ve made all these?”

You bit your bottom lip and nodded.

“Like from scratch though?”

You couldn’t help the giggle that escaped you. Hoseok just looked so precious. You nodded again.

“Then you should be proud. These look amazing. You could open up your own Etsy shop and sell these.” He continued to shower you with compliments, making you blush and giggle.

Yoongi

“Hold on.” Yoongi held a finger up. His face was scrunched up in that adorable way that let you know he was thinking really hard. You snickered as you paused. He pointed at you. “Did you just fucking say ‘timey-wimey’?”

Your eyes widened. You hadn’t even noticed that it slipped out. “I - uh,” you couldn’t think of an excuse fast enough.

“Uh is right! Were you just not going to tell me you’re a Whovian?” He sounded and looked like he was mad. But then he laughed and you just completely lost track of him. “We’ve been dating for four months, Y/N!”

“I know that!” You felt like you had to explain yourself. “It’s just never really come up. I mean, it’s not like I could’ve told you on the first date that I’m super into Doctor Who.” You crossed your arms.

Yoongi was full on laughing now. He had his hands on his thighs to keep him from collapsing. “Yes, you could have!” He insisted before finally bringing himself together. “We could’ve had a Doctor Who marathon as our second date.”

You blinked. “Wait, you like Doctor Who?”

Your surprise sent him back into the giggles. “How the - fuck do you think - I know what timey-wimey means?”

There was a feeling of happiness that surged through your body. You lurched yourself at Yoongi, crashing your lips into his. He responded by hugging you tightly to him and kissing you back. When you pulled away, you were both panting. You rested your forehead against his. “I think I love you, Min Yoongi.”

Seokjin

“Oh my god.” Your boyfriend’s exclamation did nothing for your nerves. He knew you played video games but today, after several hours of pleading, you had finally let him into your office. The term office was definitely used lightly. It was mostly the place you occupied to play your video games.

Seokjin eyes were wide as they took in everything in the room. You had your main desk set up with the two monitors mounted and your Switch dock perfectly placed in the middle. Your tower was beside it on a smaller table. The lights in your tower and on your keyboard were synced up so they changed to the same color at the same time.

You ran a hand through your hair. “So, yeah. This is where I spend most of my time when you’re not around.”

“This looks so cool!” He turned toward you with that goofy grin of his. You felt all the tension leave your chest as you smiled back at him. “Will you show me something you play?”

“You wanna see me play?” Your eyebrows rose. None of your previous relationships had ever been this interested or excited in your love for video games.

“Yes. What have you been playing recently? Oh! What were you playing while I was in the States? You were always so distracted when we would FaceTime and now I know this is why.” Your cheeks burned as he laughed. He grabbed your hand and pulled you toward the desk. “Show me, please Y/N.”