#wait- whose saying he doesn't take care of his hair??? i will fight-

[jakeswifez]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃 - 𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞

EMPARELHAMENTO : enhypen!hyung line x fem!reader GÊNEROS : angst, smut, fluff

AVISOS : fingering, oral sex, unprotected sex (don't do this, do it safely), nipple play, cum inside, public sex, arguing, swearing, mention of cheating, fighting, brief description of a physical fight.

SYNOPSIS: y/n arrives at her new school, catching the attention of all the students, including the most popular ones whose names are sim jake, park sunghoon, park jay and lee heeseung, even with the different air at school, y/n didn't care much, what would happen to our poor girl after all?

masterlist / próximo...

I had just entered my new school, as I walk towards my locker everyone is looking at me, why are they looking at me? I'm not a famous person..The moment I open my locker I feel my back burning, the moment I look back I see 7 boys looking at me, before I ask something a girl catches my attention from beside me.

' hello!! you must be the new girl everyone is talking about, nice to meet you, my name is danielle' She speaks enthusiastically, by her appearance she is kind, her air conveys comfort.

'Hello, nice to meet you Danielle, my name is y/n, and yes, I'm the new girl' I say with a little discomfort because those same boys were looking directly at me.

'You look uncomfortable, is everything okay?' She looks behind me and sees the boys looking at me, then her face immediately falls. 'Come with me, I'll introduce you to my friends.'

'Of course' I finish putting away my materials and follow her, as I walk I feel my back burning, I look back and see them still looking at me, why are they looking at me so much?

'Y/N, these are Hanni, Minji, Haerin, and Hyein, and girls, this is y/n, the new girl.' They all give me a gentle smile and greet me.

'Nice to meet you' I say with a shy smile on my face, and no I'm not an introvert or an extrovert, I consider myself an ambivert, sometimes I'm very shy, and other times I'm very extroverted so you can't understand

'nice to meet you too y/n' haerin says with a smile on her face, hanni looks at me with a sparkle in her eyes

'I loved your hair!! That fringe suits you so much' at the same time I thank her, getting a little shy

'What class are you in?' Minji asks me looking at the class schedules

"Hmm, well now I have science class" they say it's the same room as theirs, we walk to the room and enter, while the teacher waits we stay talking, but suddenly I hear a noise coming from outside

'What's that noise?' I ask looking at the door, at that moment a girl enters with a boy behind her sitting a few rows in front, I realize that this boy was the same one from the hallway, he looks at me and then quickly hides it

'It's just Jake and his girlfriend Yeji, she doesn't care much about them, they think they're all that popular' Haerin says rolling her eyes, I don't think she likes them very much.

'Jake is unbearable, just because he's the football leader he thinks he's the best, not to mention he's filthy rich, the money went to his head' she says looking directly at me

'Wow, but looking at him from here he seems like he's super nice.' Honestly he has that nerdy face, and he's a good kid, but I think I'm wrong.

'It's just his face, his whole group is like that' minji says looking at him

Before I can say anything, the teacher arrives, greets everyone and starts the class. I think I'll have to wait until break time to ask about his group.

....

Class ends and we go straight to the cafeteria and sit at the table.

'Aaah, finally, I can't stand Teacher Kim talking anymore' Hyein complains in a sly voice, I give her a soft laugh, she is so adorable.

Suddenly I look behind Hyein and see those 7 boys walking to a table in the back, I take the opportunity to ask Haerin about them

'Haerin, who are those 7 boys in the back?' She looks back and frowns.

'Ah, those over there? Those are Heeseung, Sunghoon, Jay, Jake, Sunoo, Jungwon and Niki, better known as Enhypen, the popular group at school. They are filthy rich and unbearable.' She says with disgust in her voice.

'They are so..different' I say with curiosity in my voice

'Be careful y/n, no one lasts next to them' I look at her with curiosity in my eyes

'You're curious, right? Well, two years ago they had a girl next to them, her name was Chloe, but she died 3 months later, mysteriously.' I'm startled by her comment, the girls around me agree, telling me to be careful, and I definitely will... I think.

I look at them again and see one of them watching me, his gaze is intense and he doesn't look away in any way, he notices that I'm looking and looks away with a corner of his mouth.

the bell rings informing that the break is over, the girls and I separate and go to our lockers, the hallway is strangely empty, but I don't care much, I open my locker and grab my books, I close my locker and get scared by the boy behind her

'What a scare..' I realize that he is the same boy who was looking at me in the cafeteria

'Sorry for scaring you, I just wanted to meet you, nice to meet you, my name is Jaeyun, better known as Jake' he says with a shy smile on his face, and I confess that the smile is his charm

'nice to meet you jake, my name is y/n' I say with a comfortable smile on my face, he smiles back

'So y/n, since we know each other now I'm inviting you to my and my friends' party, would you like to go?' he says handing me a black invitation with silver font.

I'm a little surprised that he's inviting me so suddenly, of course I've been invited to parties many times, but not on my first day of school.

'Oh, sure, I will go, thank you for the invitation sim' I say thanking you with the invitation in my hands. The details are beautiful and quite delicate for a party.

'You're welcome, I'll see you there' he says with a wink, leaving me confused...doesn't he have a girlfriend? If not...who was that girl next to him in the class?

I head towards my dorm, getting lost easily because the university is very big, I see a shadow to my left and I get a little scared

'Do you need help, pretty girl?' I get scared and look to the side, seeing a tall and very pale boy next to me.

'hm, yes, I would like to know where the dormitories are' he smiles slightly showing his small fangs, leaving me scared, this was normal right?

'just go straight and turn left, you will see a staircase to go up then just follow it to your dorm number' he says signaling with his hand

'Thank you, could I know your name?' I say curiously

'park sunghoon' he says and turns his back walking away

how arrogant but kind at the same time, their group is weird...

'y/n dear, where have you been? I've been looking for you for hours' haerin says placing her hands on my shoulders.

'I...' I say, still shocked by what happened, Haerin notices this

'y/n, are you okay? What happened?' she says, taking a strand of my hair behind my ear.

'nothing much' I say in a low voice

'hmm, ok' haerin didn't really believe it, but he let it go 'some of the boys gave you an invitation? to enhypen's party? because it's tonight'

'the party is today??? my God I'm so lost' I ran my hand through my hair fixing my bangs

'Yes!! Come on, we're from the same dorm, let's get ready for the party!!' She leads the way all happy, I think Haerin is excited for the party

I arrive and go straight to the shower, Haerin says she had already taken a shower before looking for me so I was the only one left.

as I dry my hair I feel a little uncomfortable thinking about the party, why am I feeling like this, nothing bad is going to happen there ..

'y/nnnn, are you done yet?? I found the perfect outfit for you!!' I hear Haerin speaking through the door, and I immediately go to the room, I see her holding a black satin dress with thin straps and a neckline on the left leg

'Do I have to wear this? Won't it be too tight on my body? ' It's not that I'm insecure about my body, I just think it's a bit much.

'Yes, and that's the purpose!! It will highlight your curves, I envy you for that, you know' she puts the dress in my arms and goes to the bathroom, I guess I have no choice..

Haerin and I hitch a ride with Minji, arriving at the big party full of lights and the smell of alcohol, I'm already used to it, I look around and there are all kinds of people, making out, drunk, drugged and others...

'Let's get something to drink!!' Haerin pulls me to the bar next door and gets me a red cup.

'are these drinks drugged' at the parties I went to, the drinks always had some kind of drug to loosen people up so I never drank

'no, it's just alcohol, jay doesn't allow drugs in drinks without the person's consent'

'Let's go to the dance floor y/n, let's enjoy it while people aren't sweaty!!' Haerin pulls me to the center of the dance floor and starts dancing, we have a lot of fun, but as time goes by I get dizzy, so I stop for a bit and go to the counter to get some water to get rid of some of the alcohol, I hear a light laugh next to me and see a familiar man, he had black hair and a marked jaw.

'I didn't expect to see you here, dear' I'm confused by the nickname that comes out of your lips

'Oh, how rude of me' he says with a slight nasal laugh, 'My name is Park Jay, better known as Jay dear'

'nice to meet you, my name is y/n' I say with a slight friendly smile

'i know who you are honey, jake told me about you' jake?? why would jake talk about me? i've never spoken to him properly, before i can speak he says goodbye

'I think it's my time to go dear, I'll see you around y/n' he says leaving a small kiss on my cheeks, I'm a little shocked by his approach . After some time I head towards the bathroom which is upstairs, before I can turn into the next hallway something pulls me to the corner, I feel a light breath on my neck after that

Where does the sweet little girl think she's going? You smell so good' I realize it was Jake who had pulled me, he starts planting kisses on my collarbone going towards my shoulder, I let out a little sigh after that, I want to pull away but I can't, something about him calls to me

'You look so beautiful in that dress, huh?' He runs his hand over my thighs, going under my dress.

'Jake... why are you doing this?' I whisper in his ear, putting my arms on his shoulders.

'Because your body calls to me sweet little girl' he runs his fingers over my clothed core making me shiver 'Fuck, you're so wet sweet girl, I'm going to fuck you so good' he pulls my panties aside and sticks a finger in my wet hole

' jake.. you don't date? ah' I gasp as he speeds up his fingers in an animalistic rhythm, he plants kisses on my neck

'shiii, I'll sort this out later, right now it's just you and me, okay?' He sucks my neck while focusing on accelerating his fingers inside me, I don't know how, but I've never felt like this.

'fuck, I won't be able to control myself, sorry honey..' I get a little confused, suddenly I feel a pain in my neck, but because of the pleasure the pain disappeared, leaving only the pleasure

'Just as I thought, you taste so sweet darling' he says giving me open mouth kisses on my lips, he kisses me passionately, I feel a metallic taste on his tongue but I leave it aside.

'Jake!! I'm cumming!!' I say between moans, after hearing my comment he speeds up the pace making me cum right there, he takes his fingers out and takes them directly to his mouth, he licks his fingers looking at me deeply, making me get excited again

'You taste so good, sweet girl, I'm going to be addicted to you,' he puts his hand on my waist pulling me closer, 'You're mine from now on, do you hear me?' I don't say anything, just nod lightly with the head

'I have to go, see you tomorrow at school? ' he says, giving me a kiss on the forehead

'Of course' I say as I say goodbye to him, and return to the party to meet Haerin.

'y/n! why do you always disappear like that?' I decide not to tell Haerin anything about what happened

'Sorry, I had a slight problem with my dress but it's okay' I say smiling at her, I feel a little bad, I didn't want to lie to Haerin, but it's better this way

Haerin and I are dancing, Haerin is moving away a little, but I don't care, I keep dancing the same way, I swing my hips from side to side, until I feel a pair of hands on my waist

'Hello dear, it's good to see you again' Sunghoon whispers in my ear, hugging my waist tightly.

'sunghoon...' I whisper his name lightly for only him to hear, he brings our bodies closer making me rub against him

'You dance so well darling, keep dancing' he plants a kiss below my ear, I continue dancing making myself feel his bulge in his pants, I hear a light sigh from his lips

'fuck y/n.. I'm getting hard because of you' he says pressing his bulge into my buttocks, making me sigh

'fuck, I don't want to cum in my pants, come with me' he pulls my hands going towards the second floor, he opens a room with dark blue walls, I believe it is his room

He pulls me by the waist, and immediately seals our lips, deepening them in a messy kiss, our teeth clash for a moment but then our lips fit perfectly, he lays me down lightly on his bed, still kissing me, his lips make me drunk, no one has ever kissed me like that

He separates our lips and looks at me, 'You're going to make me go crazy, darling' He takes off his shirt, making me observe his sculpted abdomen, his broad shoulders, and his extremely white skin, making me plant kisses on his collarbone

'y/n...' he lightly moans my name as he looks at me, he lightly pulls my dress up and observes my naked body with lust in his eyes

'You're so beautiful..' He leans forward kissing me again, he slides his hand from my waist going straight to my wet core, he lightly circles my clit making me gasp his name.

'Do you like that, honey? Hm..do you like how I play with your little clit?' I nod at him, moaning his name, but suddenly I feel two fingers in my hole at once

He speeds up his fingers inside me, making me dizzy with pleasure, until he stops.

'Why did you stop?' I ask confused as I look into his eyes, it looks like he's angry, he takes my cheese and turns to the side making me show the side of my neck

'What the fuck, who did this to you?!' he says in a furious tone, making me feel scared.

'What...what do you mean?' I put my fingers on the part of my neck he was looking at, feeling two holes in it, I jump slightly at the pain I felt, how? I don't remember falling or anything, wait...

'jake....' I whisper jake's name, looking at sunghoon in surprise, the moment he heard jake's name his eyes darkened

'Jake? Has that son of a bitch bitten you yet?!!' He says with anger in his eyes, scaring me. When he realizes he's scaring me, he runs his hand through my hair.

'I'll be right back, dear' he gets up and puts his dress shirt back on, leaving the room leaving me there alone, what was he going to do?

'Oh my god' I quickly put on my dress and run back to the party, I hear screaming in the pool area, getting there, i see sunghoon yelling at jake going after him

'You can't contain yourself Jake, fuck, why are you like this?' Sunghoon yells at Jake, everyone around him is confused by what is happening.

'What's up man, I didn't do anything!!' Jake is furious with Sunghoon's senseless revolt

'don't play innocent jake, i saw her neck, damn it couldn't we wait a little longer? we talked about this!' jake finally connects the dots, y/n..

'Have you been with her yet? She's my fucking sunghoon'

'No, she's not yours. Aren't you dating Yeji? Did you have the courage to cheat on her?' Everyone is shocked by Sunghoon's revelation. Yeji goes towards Jake and tries to slap Jake's face, but he should have

'you idiot!!' she tries to slap him again but fails

Jake turns to Yeji and gives an ironic smile, 'What hypocrisy Yeji, aren't you the one who keeps having sex with Yeonjun in the school bathroom,' everyone around him sighs again, Yeji quickly runs away from there

'And you, Sunghoon, stay away from her!' Jake says, walking past Sunghoon. Sunghoon looks at Jake's back and shouts, 'Let's see, I won't stay away from her for long.' Jake gets angry, but walks towards you. He sees your shocked expression and grabs your hand, pulling you towards the garage.

he pulls me towards his car, and pins me to his door 'fuck what did i tell you!! you're my fuckin' he pulls my face towards him and kisses me fiercely

'Let's get out of here, get ready, because there won't be the same Jake as before' he opens the car door and puts me in the front seat

On the way to Jake's house, I tried to talk to him about why he was acting that way.

'Why did you act that way, we don't even know each other properly!' I said, looking at him intently.

'but jake--' as soon as i tried to talk to him he stops the car immediately and holds my chin and looks intently at me

'You're mine y/n, you've been mine since you stepped foot in that damn school, do you understand me?' He lays his head on my neck and gives a light kiss below my ear.

'You like this, don't you? Acting innocent when you're not a sweet girl' he said, running his hand up my thigh.

He runs his hand over my panties and runs his fingers up and down making me gasp, I hear a nasal laugh coming out of him

'My sweet little girl is already excited? I'm going to ease this tension until we get home huh?' He settles in his seat, and pushes my panties to the side already finding my clit, he starts the car and continues on his way

'fuck you're so wet sweet little girl' he thrusts a finger into my core making me moan loudly beside him, he picks up the pace as I grip his bicep

'you're squeezing me so tight, you're close aren't you? cum for me sweet little girl' he adds two more fingers as he speeds up the pace making me clench my thighs around his hand

'jake!! im- im cumming' I cum around his fingers lowering my head, as soon as I look at him I see him taking his fingers to his mouth licking them

'you taste so good sweet little girl'

.....

As soon as we get to his house, he pulls me inside quickly throwing me against the wall

'I don't want to see you near Sunghoon, do you understand me?' he says leaving marks on my neck

'yes...' I say between sighs

'I'll make sure you understand me' he throws me against the kitchen counter and quickly takes off my dress leaving me only in my panties

'no? hun, what do I do with you huh?' he slaps my ass making me moan

'jake..' I feel him taking off my panties, running his fingers up and down my folds

'You're going to take everything I give, do you understand? Sweet little girl' he takes his cock out and positions himself at my entrance. Without warning, he puts it all in me, without letting me get used to his size.

'JAKE!! to-o big...' I say between moans, he increases his pace leaving me dumb for his cock

'big huh? don't worry little girl, you'll accept me willingly right?' I feel his fingers squeezing my hips, he turns me to him giving me the view of the hair stuck to his forehead, with his chest shining, before I can make any comment, he increases his pace even more, he throws his head back speaking between moans

'Fuck, you're so hot y/n..' I feel my core tighten around him

'Don't squeeze me like that sweet little girl, I'm so close' he takes one of my legs and puts it around his waist to hit me harder, I feel that tightness in my abdomen

'Slut, you like the attention you're getting from them, don't you?' He pulls my hair back making me gasp.

'ja-jake..' he puts his hand on my neck, giving it a light squeeze, making me moan almost breathlessly, I feel my legs fail but he holds me

'you're so submissive to me aren't you? my sweet little girl' he bites my nipples making me scream in his arms

'answer me you bitch' he slaps my buttocks making me moan loudly

'yes!! I'm-m you-rs jake, onl-y yours, ahh' he speeds up the pace in an animalistic rhythm making me roll my eyes back

'i'm close jake..' he kisses my neck

'me too, cum with me little girl' he sucks my nipples as he pounds me harder

he moans throwing his head back, cum around his cock as I feel his seed releasing inside me

He nuzzles my neck and groans, 'Fuck, I know it's a lot to ask, but can I bite you please?'

I think for a moment, but I nod, he kisses the place where he had already bitten, and goes to the other side of the neck, I feel an agonizing pain but it is slowly replaced by pleasure, I feel my body becoming light as I fall asleep in his arms

'thank you sweet little girl' I hear your voice in the background as I fall into a deep sleep

.....

I wake up slightly with the sun on my face, I look to the side and see Jake sleeping on his stomach. I try to get out of bed slightly but I feel a hand pulling me back.

'where are you going hm?' he says in his morning voice, making my legs feel weak again

'we need to go to school jake' he whimpers as he gets up and changes, I pant lightly as he slightly flexes his upper body as he puts on his shirt

'Shall we go? I'll take you home to change then we'll go to school ok?' I nod slightly as I change

...

We arrived at school and received several curious looks from the students. I felt a little uncomfortable, but I didn't let it show..

'You can go ahead, I'll meet you in the classroom soon' I nod and go straight to the English classroom

before i can enter the room i meet sunghoon

'y/n, I'm sorry about yesterday, I didn't mean to cause all that confusion' he looks into my eyes and grabs my wrist, I understand why he did it, but it wasn't necessary, but I let it go

'it's okay sunghoon, it happens' he smiles showing his fangs, which I find very attractive about him

'Are we okay then?' I nod slightly at him giving him my best smile. We talk for a few more minutes but the bell rings and I enter the room.

...

You were in English class, but you just couldn't concentrate no matter what you tried.

You kept turning your hand over trying to find a place to draw. Suddenly, a hand appears, Jake's specifically.

His hands were so masculine and veins were running everywhere. You found it attractive before turning back to pay attention to what he says "You can draw on my hand if you want?" He said, looking at you with a smile.

"ah ok, thanks" you replied hesitantly, though

You look at him seeing him already looking directly into your eyes. Your cheeks got very hot. But he looked away, soon you felt one of his hands on your thigh.

'Go on princess'

You continue drawing on Jake's hand, but soon you feel his hand moving up your thigh towards your core..

'jake what are you doing?' I sigh as he reaches under my skirt

'just focus princess' he puts your panties on his fingers, and runs his fingers up and down, without warning he enters your entrance with two fingers making you sig

'Do you think I didn't see you and Sunghoon talking, hm? Didn't I tell you to stay away from him?' He whispers in my ear, he curls his fingers inside me making me lay my head on his shoulder, moaning softly, I look up and see a pair of eyes looking at me.

sunghoon and heeseung

'They're watching you, aren't they, little girl? Watching you come apart under my fingers.' I feel my orgasm approaching because of Jake's words.

'Come on baby, come undone on my fingers, look at them while you cum on my fingers' when Jake finishes talking I cum on his fingers making me roll my eyes, I look at Sunghoon I see him frowning leaving a slight sigh on his lips, Heeseung bites his lips lightly as he watches me come undone on Jake's fingers, I lightly squeeze Jake's fingers

'it did me so good princess' he licks his fingers making me moan softly, he smiles at me when he finishes

During class, I try to hide the discomfort between my legs by feeling sticky.

When the bell rings I'm the first one to leave, going straight to the bathroom

....

I finish cleaning myself and leave the bathroom

I walk towards the classroom, passing through the corridor, but soon I feel a hand pulling me towards the janitor's room, I try to get rid of the stranger's arms but soon I hear his voice

'shhh, it's me, doll' he kisses my neck making me sigh

It was Sunghoon

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Friends with benefits

Two long time friends Trent and Brett. A classic story. Met in kindergarten and have been friends since. Grew up together. Spent their holidays together. Graduated together. But then stopped seeing each other as often. Why? Because adult life ain't easy. Brett had to find a job while Trent got into college, graduated and on top of that became a fitness influencer. Brett started his Twitch account and became a gamer, which he had time for, cause how he was constantly doing a different job, depending on what he could find. But both of them always took some time off for a beer with their buddy.

This is Trent

Although he doesn't appear like that, he is a 24 year old male with young looks

On the other hand Brett is also young, but his looks are a bit more mature. Maybe it's because of all the hair

This is Brett

So hairy.

Normal guys, right? Well something was about to change very soon

Friday, August 2nd, 5 PM

Brett:"Hey, dude. Wanna grab a beer later tonight?"

Trent:"Yeah, sure. I am down. Is 8:30 ok? I gotta finish a video"

Brett:"Oh yeah, totally fine. See you then"

Friday, August 2nd, sports bar, 8:33 PM

At the bar Brett waits patiently, only his leg is slightly shaking. Trent comes in through the door. It's kinda funny, cause Trent used to be really insecure and not confident. Now he looks basically like a god. But still, he has this cute shy looking guy whose face doesnt match his body and the fact that he's 24. Brett was kinds jealous, most of the people that didn't know him always thought he was older because of his looks. Trent had the opposite problem. Always had to show ID whenever he went. Yet Brett was probably more jealous about his life in general. He finished school, took great care of his body, which now could help him hook up with anyone he would set his mind to.

Brett:"Hey, maaaan. How are you doing?"

Trent:"Heyyy. Yeah good. You know, single influencer life, haha"

Brett:"The ladies must be driving you crazy"

Trent:"If only it were just ladies. Haha. You should see the messages some of these gay dudes keep sending me. It's insane"

Brett:"You tell me. They always send random shits to my chats while playing. But it's mostly dumb kids."

Trent:"I think we should find you a date for tonight"

Brett:"Nahhh, fuck it. I'm not in the mood. I just wanna chat with my bro."

After a few beers

Brett:"Shut up, you did not!"

Trent:"I swear. She came on to me without a word."

Brett:"So what did you do?"

Trent:"You think I put up a fight? Haha"

Brett:"Maaaan. I want this stuff to happen to me to. That's so hot"

Trent:"Come with me to the gym then, I bet more chicks woukd be into you if you would gain some muscles"

Brett:"You calling me fat?"

Trent:"No, just saying that all that body hair would be good to match with a good body. You're just a walking gorilla right now"

Brett:"Oh shut up twink! Haha"

They finished their drinks, said their goodbyes and went home.

Brett felt amazing. He really needed to get a beer with his best friend. He came back home, sat behind his computer and searched Dark web. He already knew what he was looking for. He wanted to mess with Trent. Just a another one of his pranks. All he needed was Trent's personal item. He found the body swapping website. He read the rules and conditions and filled out his and Trents name. The only next step he had to follow was to go to sleep. And so he did. Only taking off his shirt in the process and collapsing on the bed. Not even brushing his teeth

Brett woke up feeling better than ever. He was used to have a hangover by now, but today he felt great. He opened his eyes and immediately noticed the different sheets. He looked around. This is Trent's place.

Brett:"Trent?" he said, but he heard Trent's voice.

He turned around to get up

His body. He has a different body

Brett:"Holy shit. It worked" he said amused. He looked down at his now soft chest. He got up

Brett:"Oh wow. getting up is so different when you have these hard muscles"

He went to the nearest mirror. And there he was. Trent in his glory. Brett was so happy right now. His prank worked. He is now inside of his best friends body. And the pranks probably won't stop there. Now he can mess with him all he wants. But not now.

He looked from top to bottom how tall and slim his body was. "Almost no hair anywhere. Lucky guy"

He took Trent's phone and snapped a photo to send it to Trent in his body. He knew it would take a while for Trent to wake up so he proceeded in his exploration.

He felt his curly hair. "How come you don't even have widow's peak? So unfair" He traced his jawline, now with tiny baby hair that Brett wouldn't even call a beard. But his sight was now caught by those nice Calvin Klein's. He looked around as if there was someone in the room with him who would judge him. He pulled on the waistband

Brett:"Just as I thought. Also shaved" he grabbed his new dick, that was getting harder and harder by the second, when suddenly his phone received a notification. he let go of his dick

It was Trent. Brett:"Haha, this is gonna be good"

There was a photo of Brett's body, observing his hairy armpits in shock

Trent in Brett's body:"Hey. Got any idea why I am a gorilla now? And why that gorilla looks exactly like you?"

Brett:"Surpriseee. And fuck you"

Trent:"So this is your doing?"

Brett:"Yeah, I kinda wanted to prank you somehow for all the pranks and the gorilla jokes. Joke's on you ape man"

Trent:"Fuck you. So this is reversible?"

Brett:"Sure, man. No worries. We'll meet tonight at the bar again and chat how our day went?"

Trent:"I don't know how to feel about this, bro"

Brett:"Just try enjoying being another person"

Trent:"Do you realise there are some no go things including intimate stuff and hygiene?"

Brett:"Sure I do. I'm already holding your dick in YOUR hands right now"

Trent:"Dude! Not cool. I meant more stuff like shitting etc. But yeah, this too."

Brett:"I gotta say Trent. You have a very nice dick"

Trent:"I'll comment on your size when I find it in the bushes I guess. Have you never heard of trimming?"

Brett:"Keeping it natural, baby face"

Trent:"Fine, let's see each other tonight at 8, ok?"

Brett:"Enjoyyy" Hangs up

Trent:"Jesus, this guy. I hope he doesn't fuck up something or someone"

Starts observing himself. "I must say, It feels good to look like a mature man and not a teenager. All of this hair. And the moustache is hot too. I could never grow this thing"

Trent looked down and had a mischievous thought. "Well, Brett. Since you have already held my dick, I think it's time to step it up. Gonna see if you can last longer than I do" Trent said with a smile and whipped out his new hard hairy dick

Saturday August the 3rd, bar, 8:04 PM

Brett is sitting amused in the bar, eating chips on the table and drinking beer. Winking at the ladies looking at his direction.

A waitress came by his table:"Want another?"

Brett noticed his old incoming body:"Sure, and another one for my friend who just arrived. Thank you, sweetheart" he said as his flirtatious look almost seduced the local waitress

Trent:"You need to stop!"

Brett:"What? I was just flirting"

Trent:"Not that. Stop eating those chips. God knows how many calories you ate already"

Brett:"So you don't mind that I was flirting with her?"

Trent:"Nah, I don't care. I jerked off your dick for like the fifth time half an hour ago"

Brett:"What? You beast. I would have never expected that. Cool. You have a really good dick to jerk off too. I didn't expect to shoot so far tho. Made a bit of a mess"

A couple off bikers started eavesdropping to their conversation and turning heads

Trent:"You might want to quiet down, or we're gonna get beaten up for mistakenly speaking like gay guys"

Brett:"But you gotta admit that my body is not so bad, right? All the hair and everything. You like it"

Trent:"It's not bad, but I prefer being in my own body. I'm used to it."

Brett:"Ok, I'll pretend I didn't hear the part before about masturbation. But what do you say? We didn't even have enough time to see what the life is like in our new bodies. It's only been a day"

Trent:"And your point is?"

Brett:"Let's stay swapped for a while. We can swap back anytime we want. It's reversible. We know almost everything about each other, so pretending to be the other one will be easy. You'll just teach me your workout routine, I'll show you... what games to play and how to set up a livestream and we'll figure it out"

Trent:"Livestream? That's all you got?"

Brett:"Come on, man. We got nothing to loose"

Trent:"I don't know man. It's gonna be complicated. I agreed to leave for a few weeks to work at one of our gym branches in another city. And now you'll be the one that has to go. I think now is not the best time"

Brett:"So? I can update you about everything. We can chat all the time. We can call. And I got nothing to do. Actually, you might need to find some job for those few weeks. And there's never gonna be a better time then now. We're single, ready to mingle. So let's enjoy that month"

Trent:"You wanna stay swapped the whole tíme I'm gone?"

Brett:"Yeah, I'll be a fitness instructor/viral star and you'll ne enjoying my chill life"

Trent:"Chill life. Man, you won't even recognise your life when we'll swap back"

Brett:"So you agree?"

Trent:"Yeah, what the hell. I'll be a gorilla for a month"

Brett:"Deal. Now, let's see if you'll have a better game in finding a hookup then me"

Sunday, August 4th

Brett sends a text to Trent:"Why do I feel like my body still hasn't gone through puberty?"

Trent:"Piss off. Yours looks like it went trough yours several times."

Brett:"Nah, gotta be honest. I'm really enjoying this lean figure and hairless body"

Trent:"And my dick..."

Brett:"Haha, yeah and your dick. How are you doing in my body?"

Trent:"Feels pretty weird to be so hairy, but gotta admit it's a nice change. Like... feeling so manly"

Brett:"Yeah, but tip for that hairy stomach. Don't cum on it. It's really irritating to get cum from it"

Trent:"Never had the issue in my body, so yeah. Thanks for the tip"

Brett:"No problem. I had to try it out in yours haha"

Trent:"Doesn't this feel kinda gay to you? All the dick and jerk off talk. Appreciating each other's bodies"

Brett:"Nah. We're exploring, man. Who knows if we ever get that chance. Gotta enjoy it"

Wednesday August 7th

Trent:"How are you settling in?"

Brett:"Yeah. Pretty great. I just jerked off to some porn"

Trent:"Ew. I mean the appartement"

Brett:"Whooops. Sorry. Right. Yeah it's nice. Very clean. Very modern"

Trent:"It's yours only for a month so don't destroy anything there"

Brett:"It's kinda poetic right. New appartement, new body, new job"

Trent:"I don't see anything poetic about me playing games in front of a camera"

Brett;"Dude you have to. My fans are gonna wonder what happened to me"

Trent:"Fine. I'll log in tonight. By the way. Dude your feet smell so much when you work out."

Brett:"Work out? You took my body to the gym?

Trent:"Yeah. I had to show off these bushes somewhere, right?"

Brett:"Ahhh thanks man. Looking good"

Trent:"And I think oke girl was checking you... me out"

Brett:"If you can score than go for it. I'm actually late for a date. Or... how do you call it if you're just gonna have dinner and fuck?"

Trent:"Standard hook up man. Please be safe. Wear a condom. And watch our foe those carbs, man."

Brett:"Sure thing, bye"

Monday, August 12 th

Brett:"Dude do you like ever have to shave your face?"

Trent:"Sure I do. I just don't have to do it so often as you. Btw can I please shave off this moustache?"

Brett:"Absolutely not. You'll learn to love it and appreciate it. Just like I will your baby face"

Saturday, August 17th

Brett:"I have to admit I really love showing off your muscles man. I have been doing it constantly at every occassion. So many people turn their heads to take a peak"

Trent:"Yeah I get it. It helps with the confidence a bit"

Brett:"A bit? I feel like I can beat any fucker whk crosses me"

Trent:"Brett, please don't beat anyone in my body"

Brett:"Just kidding, man. How have you been"

Trent:"Well I tried being consistent with the gym. I think your body is doing pretty well"

Brett:"Daaaamn bro. I look good. You really do take care of my body really well"

Trent:"I was actually thinking I could offer this for money. Swapping with people, doing their routines and then swap back. But that's a talk for another time after we swap back"

Brett:"Yeha, sure. Cool idea. Anyway... how was the streaming?"

Trent:"I don't know, man. I think they are desperste for me to say your catchphrases, but they are so cringe."

Brett:"Nah, you have to do that. That's how you get into Tiktoks and become viral"

Trent:"Honestly. I can't wait to get back to my body and to my life back. So we will swap on September 2nd?

Brett:"Yeah. I suppose. Depends how the work will be etc. Anyway I gotta go man. Talk soon"

Trent to himself:"It feels like he's avoiding me with amswering more and more. Trent rubbed his hairy chest, recalling his sweet soft pecs that he missed.

Thursday, August 22nd

Trent:"Hey, man. How is it going?"

Friday, August 23rd

Trent:"Hey. I just wanna know if you're ok. I just wanna talk about the reversal."

Saturday:"please call me back as soon as possible"

Sunday, August 25th

Brett:"I'm ok"

Trent:"What the hell happened?"

Brett:"Nothing I just felt like I needed a break from phone and that stuff"

Trent:"Brett you didn't answer the phone for 4 days"

Brett:"Ok, I was avoiding you, cause I kinda fucked up and was afraid to tell you"

Trent:'What did you do? Is my body ok?"

Brett:"Yeah your body is unharmed. Nothing that bad. We just had a party in the appartement. Broke the TV and... I had unprotected sex with one girl. She didn't know if she was pregnant or not. So I was waiting. And congrats. You're not gonna be a dad"

Trent:"Brett..."

Brett:"I know. I'm so sorry. Won't happen again. Promise. I just got drunk once and it led to this. I'll be good now"

Trent:"Please, don't do anything anymore. I want to switch back"

Brett:"Nah man. We still gotta week to finish. You said until September 2nd."

Trent:"I didn't know you'd do something like this"

Brett:"Please Trent. I'm begging you. Just that one week"

Trent:"Fine. But don't do anything else!"

Sunday, September 1st

Brett:"Hey. Are you packed yet?"

Trent:"Hey. Not really. I planned on packing tommorow. You can come and help if you got time"

Brett:"Sure. I'll come by"

Monday, September 2nd

Trent arrives to the appartement. Brett is on the couch playing video games

The TV is new and there is a PlayStation on the table

Trent:"You didn't tell me you got back into gaming and that you bought all this."

Brett:"Yeha, I missed it. I thought to myself that you'd like it too. So I bought it. By the way. You should see how the fans dig it"

Trent:"Fans? You're live streaming in my body?"

Brett:"Yeah. The gamers are so into it when I'm flexing in the spare time. I even got a viral Tiktok already!"

Trent:"I think we should swap back, Brett. My life is out of your control now."

Brett:"I'm just using all the goods, man. You don't like my body anymore?"

Trent:"Stop changing the subject. I want to swap back"

Brett:"Ok... but on one condition"

Trent:"You want money?"

Brett;"Nah I want to have sex with my body. I want to have sex with you."

Trent:"You have lost your mind"

Brett:"Oh come on. Admit it, that you thought about it. Who gets the chance to fuck their body? To watch their body in the most animalistic moments from somebody else eyes?" Brett flexes his biceps to let Brett watch

Trent:"Brett..."

Brett stands up and goes towards Trent

Brett:"You know you want to kids thus face. To suck this hard dick" he says holding tightly his hardening bulge

Trent:"I... I do. I want to suck my dick"

Brett:"Atta boy"

They begin making out. The fast movements heading towards the bedroom could be described as chaotic, but for them it was a dance of passion. Brett was ripping his old clothes from his old body was all over his body, kissing his neck. Sucking each part of his skin

The kissed even more

Brett began to be more dominant. He gripped Trent's now receding hairline and pushed him down to suck his dick. Trent was choking. But did his best to swallow most of the shaft he now had. He had his dick in his mouth. He couldn't believe it. He is straight and he is sure of that. But this is absolutely different

Brett took his old body by the neck, choking him. "Say you love being in my body"

Trent:"Brett I can't breathe"

Brett:"Fine, let's do this the hard way"

He turned him around. Trent now on all fours. He knew what was coming, but he wasn't ready

Brett spit in his hand and spread it all over the head od his dick. Ready to penetrate his old hairy hole

Trent:"Brett wait... I... Ahhhhhhhh". Trent screamed in pain

Brett:"Yeah. Sorry about that. I'm just so horny. I love your body, Trent. I love every inch od it. Admit you like mine"

Trent:"Brett, please slow down"

Brett:"Naaah, you'll get used to it in a sex"

Trent:"Please, get lube or something"

Brett spit again to where his dick was penetrating Trent's ass. Brett:"Should do it"

Trent was still in pain, but now a new feeling was making him feel better. The pain was now... pleasant? He wanted to feel more. With every thrust from Brett. He felt like shitting himself and cumming at the same time

Brett:"Admit it. Admit you love being in my body" he sped up. Thrusting painfully.

Trent:"Yeah.... yes..."

Brett:"Louder"

Trent:"I do... I love your body. I love being you"

Brett:"Ahhhh. I'm gonna cum. Turn around. I want to cum on your chest"

Trent turned around. He could feel cum leaking from his dick. And now he saw his old face like he never did before. Brett was so into it. His face was full of lust, rage and mischief.

Brett:"Ahhhh. I'm cumming!"

The cum shot all over Trent. Not only on his chest, but also on his mouth and face

Trent watched in awe what just happened.

Brett:"Whew. That was a ride wasn't it? First gay sex. Am I right?"

Trent:"Brett... I?"

Brett:"Oh sorry. I have to catch my breath. You look so funny with my cum all over you. Haha. By the way. I'm glad you love your new body. You get to keep it"

Trent:"Brett, you said we would swap"

Brett:"Yeah I did. That's true. But after this little 'cum over your face' and 'dick in your ass' we made it permanent"

Trent watched in shock as his old body was still standing on top of him. Breathing rapidly and laughing.

Several months later

Hi my name is Brett. Welcome to my only fans channel. If you got any hairy request, hit me up

Brett in Trent's body:"Well this is just pathetic. Man, I knew you'd crumble. But this just seems you lost your mind"

Trent's massive colleague came next to him:"Hey, bro. What are you looking at?"

Brett:"Just looking how one of my friends threw away their life, kinda sad. But whatever. Their life, not mine"

Friend:"Hey, wanna grab a beer later this evening?"

Brett scanned his friend from top to bottom and smiled:"Sure thing. Be there at eight"

Brett thought about switching it up a little. That body would be amazing. But then he turned around and looked at himself in the mirror. And flexed

Brett:"Nah. I'm Trent. And I'm keeping this body"

A request from messages (another one who waited for a LONG time, sorry guys) for @swappwas

Hope you like it :)

P.S. written late at night on a phone with a very irritating autocorrect, so please excuse the mistakes

[everythingspokenfor]

𝓣𝓸 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮...

Satoru, who becomes a dad at ripe age of 18, adopts grumpiest little Megumi and sweet little Tsumiki that worries too much about her younger brother.

Dad!Satoru who brings the kids to one of his apartments, it's big, it's expensive, but it isn't exactly built for kids nor is it homely. He makes a temporary schedule for the kids, takes the shopping buys them all the clothes their little eyes settle on.

Dad!Satoru whose heart squeezes a little when Megumi tells him to get Tsumiki more clothes and that he is fine with fewer items, Megumi tries to reason that he'll get her hand-me-downs anyways. Satoru who then goes all out for his children, getting them both fancier clothes.

Dad!Satoru who returns home late in the evening, both kids fast asleep in the car, he carries them up to their rooms, before settling all there bags in the house. Who spends remainder of the evening, putting away the clothes in the closet.

Dad!Satoru who learns how to cook, just so he cooks for his kids, doesn't hire a chef even tho he can, because he knows that presence of a stranger in the house will only startle the kids.

Dad!Satoru who runs around panicking early in the morning because he slept through his alarms and the kids will miss the bus. He is moving around multitasking, packing lunch for the kids, filling there bottles, meanwhile both, Megumi and Tsumiki start at the kitchen entrance ready for school.

Dad!Satoru who rides a cycle with the kids, Megumi sitting in front of him, Tsumiki on the back, it's a little difficult, they almost fall over, but it's worth it. Who takes them around Tokyo on the said cycle, multiple polythene bags hanging on the handles by the time they get home, Satoru buying their favourite snacks under the guise that he got them for himself.

Dad!Satoru who speeds through the school hallways when he gets a call saying that Megumi got into a fight, his heart racing as he prays to anyone that's listening that his boy is alright.

He finds Megumi sitting on the chair outside the office, feets dangling as he waits for his guardian, he didn't have visible bruises, not even tears in his eyes, just a torn pocket to indicate that there was a fight.

"You alright, Megumi?" Voice suprisingly tender, Satoru looks at him, warm hands cupping his face, fingers running through his messy hairs, unsuccessfully trying to tame the locks.

"I am fine." Megumi sounds irritated as if the event was an inconvenience to him, Satoru hugs him, picks him up and cradles him in his arms, Megumi tries to protest before he settles down, shoving his face into Satoru's neck hiding away from the world.

Satoru barely pays any attention to what the principal said, he didn't care who started the fight, didn't care that they blamed Megumi for it. He son was safe and that's all that mattered.

Dad!Satoru who tucks both his kids in at night, kissing there foreheads and leaving the door wide open, his room was across from theirs he door wide open too so they could see him, know that he is there, know that they are safe. The door was for Satoru too, so he could see them as well.

Dad!Satoru who braids Tsumiki's hairs on weekends, let's her do his hairs too, both of them giggling as they try to do Megumi's hairs too. Who spends afternoons lounging with the kids, plays with them, takes them to get snacks, lives his youth with their childhood.

Dad!Satoru who worries about what would happen to his kids when he isn't around, he tells Shoko about it, about how sometimes he wonders what would have when he eventually have to go, who would love his kids as much as he does.

Dad!Satoru who has a tendency to ruffle Megumi's hairs, a habit that carries well into his 20s, Megumi likes to whine about it, tells him to stop with an irritated sigh and stink eye, but Satoru just grins widely at him, before moving on with his day.

Dad!Satoru who trains Megumi himself, especially after Tsumiki is bed ridden due to being cursed. Who trains Megumi himself, not because he wants Megumi to be as strong as him but to be stronger. Who visits Tsumiki, ties her hairs while she lays in the hospital.

Dad!Satoru who makes a habit of popping up on Megumi's balcony every once in a while, looking at him during mundane activity, he prays that sorcery doesn't take away youth of another kid.

Dad!Satoru who was never really called dad, because Megumi was is his grumpiest baby, he would rather get his hairs done then call Satoru dad, Tsumiki did call him 'Papa', during trips to the carnival when she wanted something from the shop, pulling onto Satoru's sleeve and she yells over the music and the crowd,"I want that one, Papa!" Satoru beams at her, before playing almost every game and getting her all the plushies.

She calls him 'Papa' again, when he nudges him awake, telling him she had a nightmare, Satoru stays awake that whole night, cradling his daughter in his arms, telling her he'll always keep them safe.

She giggles out,"Papa stop!" When Satoru threatens to smear icing on her face, both of them covered in flour trying to bake a cake for Megumi's birthday.

Dad!Satoru whose heart breaks when the first time Megumi calls him 'Dad', words lodged in his throat, as Megumi sobs against his chest, begging him to help Tsumiki, to somehow take away her curse.

Megumi calls him 'Dad' whenever he buries his face into Satoru's chest, whenever he cries. Satoru holds him tight, tells him that he doesn't need to be the strongest tells him it's alright to live, to feel.

Dad!Satoru who in his last moments pray that all his kids get to live the life the deserve, who watches his kids grow old from up above. Who watch his kids stumble and fall but they get up too, they learn and they like.

Dad!Satoru who leaves behind letters and gifts and memoirs for his children, still ever present in their lives in form of remembrance.

Satoru, didn't really believe in afterlife, but he does in heaven, Megumi stands at his grave, Yuji by his side, they are recalling all the shenanigans they were upto, before the bid farewell and leave, he can hear Tsumiki giggling at her brother, he is glad that in one way or another all his kids are with him...

❁ Little side note: So I am aware that Gojo also adopted Yuta, Yuji and basically all the kids but in this fic I wanted to focus on Megumi and Tsumiki.

[paingoes]

incredibly whumpy conversation w shavit of @floral-comet-whump

ft. walenty of thales, boundary pushing w/ delta, imperial sadism >:)

not quite RP, just discussing au ideas

(content: dehumanization, cutting, living weapon whumpee, mention of minor whump (child emperor walenty))

shavit: fun fact if walenty ever interacted with destroyer era delta they would treat him like a piece of machinery alia: oh im sure he’d respond to it probably how would that play out shavit: hmmm walenty is a character whose interactions HIGHLY depend on prior rank and story positions so just figuring out what they're doing in the thorn needs consideration ...getting back to the walenty encountering delta thought, they'd be like. “Oh, that's how it looks.” if he's alone they'd tell him to go back to his room cause who leaves nukes wandering alia: i feel like their impression would be pretty much unchanged though, delta does pretty much nothing to challenge anyone’s perception of him as an object shavit: yeah their interaction means nothing walenty is one of many that treats delta like how most treat him and moves on that's all alia: that makes sense for their position though!!! shavit: yep!!!! would you say delta is squeamish by the sight or smell of blood itself alia: probably not deltas broken bones before he doesnt enjoy it but hes not squeamish shavit: so mostly he doesn't care about their sleeves being stained with blood ok 😞 (they don't bother to roll their sleeves up since it gets splattered somewhere else anyway)

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shavit: walenty would do pretty bad stuff if they were in paris's position too I think in a setting like destroyer they'd lowkey be a sadist but be secretive about it as for uhhhh walenty in paris' position bjdbidbidj

1. also not ready in the slightest 2. attempt to fuck it we balling. are very calm with the stress of it but take special care to maintain delta because if they'd been a prince (no gender neutral word, so masculine term it is!) they'd know he was sentient 3. probably ask to cut delta up like once. if he consents: yay get cut up with comments abt having pretty blood, quiet admissions they know he's not a machine, and little vents about everything being a lot, and not being sure what to do about it. rambling about plans basically. he gets his wounds cleaned and hair braided after and it's all very delicate if he does not consent: gets reminded that walenty does own him, and while they want to be considerate and not make life horrible for him, they can. I assume that's the most he struggles. he gets cut up anyway with the same softly spoken compliments about looking serene like this, and how walenty always knew him being an object was a lie. becoming an emperor is all quite overwhelming, they're pretty sure everyone wants them dead. still gets his wounds cleaned and hair braided after! 4. would recognize that fighting against nezu for power is a losing battle within a month. go over to him and admit they aren't ready to rule, especially not through a war

shavit: I love my coward alia: wow walenty totally abandons delta here 😭 shavit: hear that walenty? ur gonna live!!! who the fuck is delta they're not dead remember when paris talked about being surrounded by snakes in early destroyer? here is one alia: jesus i love your coward shavit: thank u 8< (walenty face) alia: 8< walenty face delta would not consent to being cut up btw and i like the gentle threat thats so delicious

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shavit: imagine a huge custody battle once your old owner gets assassinated only to get handed over to this teenager with autism in their eyes alia: autism 4 autism shavit: oh also they abandon you within a month cause they can't take the stress alia: how old is walenty here u think shavit: hmmm young younger than delta alia: wait how tall are they shavit: oooo this is a fun one hold on let me get it in CANON 151 cm/4'11, 161 cm/5'3 with heels (platforms) HOWEVER this is caused by a multitude of stuff, not just shit genetics some things that made walenty this short: 1. being homeless from 5-9 2. overusing magic from 6-14 (stunts growth) 3. shit genetics they'd probably be taller in destroyer verse since they're not starving and wouldn't overdo training as much or rapidly trying to function as much but still they're naturally short, I think the most they'd ever get is around 165 cm/5'4 how tall are delta and paris :3 alia: deltas 5’7 paris is like 5’10 (but 6’0 in the slay boots) thats why iwas asking cause delta is both older and taller hehe

[...]

shavit: still can't believe walenty threw delta to NEZU because they didn't wanna do this anymore what does he do? delta that is cause they'd come in to say goodbye the night before, but not make it explicit they are unless he engages in conversation I definitely think walenty would've made a habit of visiting delta on irregular days but typically twice a week at night to pamper him

alia: assuming he does not know about castle damon at this point he just goes into it like normal. at which point i assume he is either threatened with it and told he has to be PERFECT in order to avoid it. or he isnt given any warning and it just happens 😔 pamper ?? shavit: searched define pamper it's less pamper and more just be gentle and affectionate with him while quietly ranting and maybe torture him highly depends it's a mood thing alia: oh man WHY torture how…. old habits i guess????

shavit: morbid curiosity assuming they would've been at a military academy like paris, they developed schadenfreude which later grows into very closeted sadism they find people fascinating. the way they grow and react to things, and the things they keep. delta who has been stripped of his personhood interests them on a psychologically scientific level, which expresses itself in them wanting to see him in pain they wanna push him to the extreme, until he's hardly ∆-107(I love pulling the government name out sorry) and more just a [insert whatever his species is called] that's been CHANGED, but still has some of his old self left probably fantasized about it, but would never actually go through with it because what they want is screams and damage you can't hide, which would then reveal their secret alia: yeah wow he would not like that very much i think how else do you think that sadism expresses itself are they less sadistic in their own canon shavit: they're not sadistic in their canon the schadenfreude was a brief phase in the period they were transitioning from being tortured in front of captives to doing the questioning and seeing THEM be tortured it was a righteous sort of feeling? but also not? a very "it's finally not me" but it passed because they got exposure to it from a young age and it was internally normalized to them they don't like inflicting harm because it's just a means for an end now it comes about in destroyer verse because the way they experienced it was gratifying but forbidden, so it never lost its novelty alia: so in this au they probably didn’t experience much of the torture on themselves? wdym by gratifying but forbidden shavit: considering The Emperor and military academy doing corporal punishment, they probably did experience the torture, albeit far far far less and by gratifying but forbidden I mean that they'd feel empowered by having so much control over someone and find the physical violence of it aesthetically pleasing shavit: but be very very aware that what they're doing is torturing someone and reprimand themselves for it alia: but still do it shavit: yeah they're more ashamed of enjoying it than the act itself alia: yeahhhhh deltas fucking scared of them shavit: 😔 alia: i think anything w that kind of sadism scares him like hes a machine what do you get out of torturing a machine… shavit: what's he like when they brush and braid his hair alia: probably still sits still for it but he’s incredibly tense and probably waiting for it to hurt again :( shavit: I think they'd either sit behind him on the floor or take him to their own room to sit on the carpet alia: whyyyy. why the pampering shavit: don't you wanna know telekinesis boy (they like it better in their own room and don't have to carry products over) actually destroyer delta probably has his own hair products… the smell!!! I think they would take one of those boxcutters and draw little spiderweb patterns on his arms and back stars snd flowers too mayhaps spirals and circles alia: yes he hates it omg he’s super unused to being cut you may have to like. fight him on this.

shavit: hmmm beyond the soft threat and verbal reminder of his place walenty wouldn't go through eith it they're too afraid he'd thrash ajd have to get it treated and now they need to explain this to simon and martino coward alia: ya i think he’d probably thrash involuntarily he’s well trained but he’s not. THAT well trained i think it could work but he’d have to like. see it and be warned and be walked through it so arm is okay but not back because he’ll panic if he cant see he’d still ask why though and if its a punishment or not shavit: eeeeeee the part abt him asking if it's a punishment is the good shit alia: he’d be more willing to endure it if it was but if its just sadism or for fun. yeah hes scared. shavit: if he thrashes once they catch him and hold him in place then continue. twice they get paranoid and just clean up his wounds and get to idk being nice they wouldn't walk him through it they're too insecure about this to explain stuff out loud would respect arm but not back actually!! aaaand as for the question ahem shem “No, I’m just curious.” he learns it's because of sadism midway through getting doodled on alia: how does he learn 0.0 is there a tell shavit: oh they tell them alia: WHAT DO THEY SAY shavit: "I always wanted to do this" typa shit alia: delta does not enjoy this shavit: explanation of being punished and occasionally knowing of others being punished. how that changed them. how that changes everyone. pain comes and goes (I had to sorry) but it always lingers. it changes people, delta included and that's amazing that's the core of life, isn't it? adaptation. pain. survival. evolution. alia: he…thinks theyre insane shavit: 8< oh also they're probably giggly/chuckle-y in their monologue!! I think prince walenty would actually treat delta pretty well aside from the uh. torture they keep him the same "just a machine" as the emperor did alia: the pampering thing is still kinda getting me like why bother that would confuse him a lot i think delta is just v confused w walenty in general i think what a weird kid shavit: if he asks they would just say that they're lonely that simple (it goes beyond mere loneliness, it also has to do with having something to stim with and that happens to be delta's hair since it's long and silky) alia: LOL paris does that too i feel like a lot of the times hes just running his hands through deltas hair without even realizing hes doing it shavit: and that's without mentioning that they're more than just lonely, this is both seeking out companionship and stress relief. a desire for friendship alia: aw :( sorry i asked this already i think but i forgot already. does walenty not have friends their own age or. at all shavit: in canon verse they basically don't in destroyer verse they're left behind in the military academy and also walenty is the goodie two shoes teacher's pet and supposed heir to the throne when they're still actively studying I don't think their friends would be people they actually connect with they'd probably have online friends though but never speak of their actual life there

[...]

shavit: living for the differences and sameities between canin paris and walenty in his position btw

they both have something deeply wrong with them for one paris fights tooth and nail for his throne. walenty gives up on it mainly of their own voilition paris is older and taller than delta while walenty is younger and shorter they're both casual with him behind closed doors walenty doesn't take him outside closed doors at all while paris is performative delta thinks both paris and walenty are insane/fucked up paris was a notorious troublemaker in school while walenty was a teacher's pet and goodie two shoes many would believe is a people pleaser they're both deeply paranoid people they both have very little genuine close friends (paris has one, walenty has zero) paris is hated by his staff. walenty isn't beloved since they're still distant, but they're not disliked. a "good, quiet kid" through and through they both would've rather not been royalty wouldn't beg to save his life VS has begged to save their life both are calculated in how they physically abuse delta, but paris is outwardly "loud and violent" while walenty's malice is much quieter + a genuine insecurity of theirs like playing with delta's hair :) both are incredibly selfish and self centered who think about their own plights before any others'

[brainyrot]

Hey. I like the way you write.

LMAOJDIS

Chaos everywhere, wood flying and breaking, bullets made of who knows what, ink and death.

it felt like a war was playing in front of him, which he couldn't tell if it was entertaining or scary, not scary because the scene was too much for him, but scary because he was in the middle of it.

he wanted to make a run for it, but didn't make it. Didn't work. Too many things happening right now.

Ink falling down from his forehead, stress.

He just needs to wait until things calm down a bit, or too many people die until it's enough and the massacre stops.

he's almost glad he's in the middle of this and witnessing it, as he can learn new things from the new guests and adapt.

the two dishes have a long reach weapon, yes, fingers but they shoot bullets and a variety of it.

Could break their hands all together.

The cat is mostly relying on the bag and physical fight, the bag gives him everything apparently. Tricky and just needs to see if that bag can even be damaged.

the girl uses some kind of spells. She is fragile so she hopes those small and quick spells she can do without messing up are enough,

Meaning she is the easiest one.

on the other hand we have what used to be people dragging themselves around, hungry. Mad. In both senses.

And he's still stuck like this.

But after what felt like an eternity the fire stops, the screams and moans of pain stop, the ink slowly melting and dripping from whatever surface it's on.

blood is mixed with ink, minor injuries, maybe some are more severe.

The guests are covered in ink, some were close to be consumed by it completely.

They work the same as the rest. They are all victims of the same rules. they are just smarter and sane enough to actually try and survive instead of throwing yourself into some suicidal mission and wait to come back, again, and die, again, and come back, over and over, losing yourself the more it happens.

Sammy on the floor, obviously alive, just not able to fight anymore. that guy is hard to beat, he can tell you by experience. Some firey bullets won't do much.

Hopefully won't start a fire, they already have enough problems as it is.

a cough, multiple coughs. A whole coughing fit that sounded like someone just got out from the dark puddles, they all do it anyway, they all need to breathe still apparently.

Or it just sounds like someone whose lungs are merely an accessory instead of functional now.

the second one fits better.

"You okay, bro?" the one with the scarf as long as Alice angel's hair, even more, asks. Placing a hand behind the other's back and rubbing it.

"I-im good. I'm good." and a few curses.

What a nitwit. you're not fine. Why does he keep lying about that? Does he think he's cool or a hero if he does that?

What a joke.

"Where's bendy?" here, but he doesn't wanna be.

"Under a table, he's fine.." taking a few breaths in, glancing at the demon..kind of suspiciously but it was just a glance, the feeling went away almost immediately.

"Who even were they?" She asked. Tired. She didn't even move, why is she tired? All the work was from the rest of the group and her silly spells.

"I don't know, tree princess. Some weirdos."

"covered in ink.."

"Some didn't even look like a person though! They.. it's like they were made of ink!" they say the truth, yet they keep denying it once they say the rest of the words.

"Yeah. this place is dangerous. We need to go." a joy in this torment of a studio?

"But boris-"

"SCREW BORIS! We can't even save him anymore! He's cussing dead! I saw him cut open earlier! There's no one else to save! There's nothing to save him! So let's just get bendy out from under the table and go!" the tallest cup shouted. Ouch. and he snapped as well.

Amusing at best, but honestly, he doesn't care.

"..what?"

"Bori- you...you knew? You knew?! You knew Boris was here- and- and you didn't say anything until now?! You- y- Boris is dead and- and-"

"I couldn't do anything about it! he was already like this when I found him!"

"IT DOESN'T MATTER! Boris is-you could've-! I-" Tears and a mix of emotions that can't be fully described.

Tears from a girl, ugly crying without any shame. She doesn't have time for that, as she's busy crying over a stranger with the face of someone she knew.

silence, grieving silence.

"...bendy, look. I-..I wanted to tell you, but-" finally, the one who broke this news to everyone spoke, voice so soft and empathetic it was weird seeing him talk like that.

but he wasn't talking to no one anyway, there was no one there.

"...bendy?"

[koibitogata]

sage forest mental institution.

chapter 3. in which you magically get unfucked. word count: 2.4k note: changed Reader's name to Y/N. doesn't hit the same lol.

So there you were, in the midst of four men. One behind a metal door holding you in place, one about to lunge for your neck, another who was encouraging the second one, and a fourth one whom you knew would do nothing to stop it.

The whirring of a machine.

“Stop,” a voice commanded, and all five of you turned to look at its source.

There stood—no, floated a man? Boy? His age was ambiguous and he seemed to be an apparition, because no way in hell was normal matter floating in the air. You could also practically see the camera behind him. (Did he pop out of the camera?)

Your first thought was, why is a Link cosplayer hovering in the air, and your second was, why is Link bleeding from his eyes?

“I just got ahold of Slender,” he announced lazily. Who the fuck is this Slender they keep talking about? “He says to bring the girl back. Alive. Mm-kay, gonna fuck off now.” As quickly as he appeared, he disappeared.

Jeff damn near threw a tantrum, before deciding he “doesn’t give a shit what the big man wants”, but strangely this time, Masky and Brian restrained him.

“Ugh, I forgot you fucks are walking microphones for Slendy,” he complained, throwing his head back as he groaned. “Fine, fine, it’s almost as if I’m not supposed to kill people nowadays.” You were left in awe at the amount of sarcasm in his voice.

“Free Toby,” commanded Masky. “And then we wait for him to bring us back. I’ll keep this one away from EJ.” He turns to the aforementioned Jeff. “Jeff, follow Hoodie and free Toby.” Jeff is strangely obedient and follows Brian, whose alias is apparently Hoodie, off to free this Toby, but grumbles nonetheless.

The grumbling grew quieter as Jeff and Hoodie walked away, leaving you in awkward silence with your captors. You felt Masky’s scrutinizing glare on you, so you cleared your throat and turn awkwardly to EJ, who now has an unhappy expression on his face, most likely grumpy that he couldn’t eat your kidneys or whatever.

“…Who’s that Link cosplayer and why is he floating?” You asked, then realize it might be unwise to speak now. Fortunately, the situation was forgiving enough, and EJ answered you.

“That is BEN. He sort of lives in dataspace.” You dared not pry further for an answer.

You heard the disgusting shriek of rusty metal hinges turning somewhere not too far from your current location, and you cringed. You turned to your left, taking in the sight of a boy, presumably Toby, who was also in a nightgown. The brown-haired boy’s demeanor was strange, almost meek, but you knew he wasn’t. Someone with this group couldn’t possibly be meek. He sniffed and sneezed, and his shoulders jerked. Probably a tic disorder. For whatever reason, his left cheek was also bandaged, and you wondered what kind of wound lay there. From this distance, you heard Hoodie brief him on the situation, how “The Operator” needed you alive and whatever. Bro has two names? What is he, quirky?

Masky looked around and nodded. “Time to go,” he says, before grabbing a key from Jeff and unlocking EJ’s door.

You didn’t know what you expected, because EJ lunged at you, and you knew he was hungry. In a second, his strangely lanky body was lifted off you, as he roared and cried for your organs. You had no idea what to think of this, but you turned to Masky, who sighed as Toby—who seemed to be stronger than he looks— and Hoodie restrained him.

“Come on. Gotta take you to your new home now. Or torture chamber. Don’t know what Boss wants with you.”

You were so fucked.

So here you are now, being transported with nary a trace of care from these men, all in light blue hospital gowns that do nothing to flatter them. Well, with as much care as you’d expect, at least. They are, after all, a serial killer, a cannibal, and three others who seemed to be seasoned fighters. And you don’t think they fight for show.

You pretty much get hurled into the boot of a truck that appeared out of nowhere. And when you say that it appeared out of nowhere, it appeared out of nowhere. So not only were they a serial killer, a cannibal, and three others who seemed to be seasoned not-for-show fighters, there was also some supernatural force coming into play that was clearly on their side.

Just as you wonder how Ben will get in with you, Hoodie gets into the back with you, and a threat from Masky is uttered, something like, “We’ll hunt you down if you escape, and we’ll make you wish you never ran away.” You don’t doubt him. You hear doors slam close, rocking the whole vehicle left and right. The glass shard Jeff was previously holding is now transferred into Hoodie’s hand, and you can only presume that the first reason why is to prevent Jeff from slicing your throat. The second is that, obviously, they need to hold your life hostage. It is at this moment you realize that you’re stupid, Ben is an apparition, and probably doesn’t require transport.

Against your natural instincts, you try to relax in the boot of this truck, still relatively tensed up due to the situation. Beside you, Hoodie is staring at you wordlessly, no hint of sympathy in his eyes, nothing that would tell you he’d hesitate to hurt you in Jeff’s place. You remember Ben’s exact words—bring the girl back alive. There was nothing insinuating you absolutely had to be in one piece.

To avoid the awkwardness, though you’re pretty sure you’re the only one feeling it given that the other probably has zero regard for you as a person, you clear your throat and lie back against the floor of the trunk. Hoodie does not move an inch, the hand grasping the shard holding steady. You wonder how he’s not bleeding from holding it, then decide that none of this is your problem. Yet.

They could torture you for fun, or they could decide all of a sudden that you’re no fun and kill you off. You decide against sighing, afraid that if you even just twitched in the wrong direction they’d cut that appendage off. Honestly, you don’t even know why you consider sighing. You should be fearing for your life.

But that’s just the thing. To fear is to have something to lose, and right now your only concern is that they might torture you without letting you dying, or just torture you to death. You know that a quick and painless death with these guys would be a miracle, given their sadistic and cannibalistic nature. Otherwise, you know that even if you died, the only thing you’d technically be losing is your life. And you don’t value your own life. After all, after around two entire decades of abuse and domestic violence, you grew up just not having anything to value. In the unlikely circumstance that you did find something to like, they’d just take it away from you.

These in mind, you manage to relax even further, and think yourself along this train of thought till you fall asleep, the group’s threats forgotten.

“Damn. She really just fell asleep.”

“You wanna bet on who’ll be able to hit her hardest without waking her up?”

“Huh-hey. The Operator told us—“ a whistle, snapping of fingers, and a harsh ‘fuck’—“to keep her alive.”

“Toby, are you just afraid of being a woman beater? You’re way past that.”

“Please, dear, she’s only a child—”

Whack. Thud.

You jerk awake. Though their voices had been drifting in slowly, the last person’s words triggered you. You don’t realize your body has acted before your eyes open, and you’re now sitting up ramrod straight, glaring at murderers, hands ready to defend.

Your brain registers the five in hospital gowns, and you remember that you’re being kidnapped. You regret the sudden movement, so you curl up into a defensive position, mouth opening to beg for your life. You may be passively suicidal, but you still have some sense of self-preservation.

Jeff looks at you in disgust. “Boooooring,” he drawls, then bends down to your height, face just inches away from yours. “I feed boring people to my dog.” A gulp sends its way down your throat. You have no idea what to say to that, and the classic option of apologizing comes to your mind, but you choke it back down lest Jeff actually try to feed you to his dog.

“Uh,” is, once again, your intelligent response to a bunch of insane murderers who are currently staring you down.

Masky acts just as you see Jeff cringe at your response, picking you up and slinging you over his shoulder. You startle, but he holds you firm. “Do not,” he repeats, calm venom in his words, “attempt to run. You will not succeed.”

You try to defend your not-so-little full-body twitch, but you once again save your own ass by shutting the fuck up. You praise yourself for not making shitty decisions today.

Mask’s back blocks you from looking at what’s ahead, what they seem to walk towards with such purpose in their footsteps. Where the evergreen grass ends, raised wooden stairs appear, wide enough to fit two or three people on top of it. A patio?

Your guess is confirmed as the three steps lead to the floor of a patio, and from your peripheral vision you register what can only be described as a normal wooden patio, except it’s run-down and flora is beginning to take over the gaps between the planks. You feel Masky’s free arm reach out and push something, likely a door. Its hinges squeak in protest as the man holding you continues moving forward.

You note that no light floods out from the open doorway, but the men continue walking forward anyway. Just as you think this might be your final resting place, Masky speaks.

“We, Eyeless Jack, Jeffrey Woods, Brian Thomas, Tobias Rogers, Timothy Wright and hostage…”

“Y/N,” EJ offers.

“And hostage Y/N,” Masky continues, “Request access to your home, Master.”

You could’ve sworn you didn’t blink, but suddenly you’re standing on a brown patterned carpet in a well-lit hall. At least, you think it’s a hall. There’s no time to even process the names, the full names they practically handed you.

You feel a huge presence behind you. That is to say, in front of Masky. Though intangible, it towers over you, choking you, clogging your breath, vision and hearing. Static?

It buzzes and buzzes, and you think your head might explode, you swear your eyeballs pop out of their sockets and that your brains leak out of your nostrils, but in a split second, you find yourself sitting on the floor, your eyes and brain intact. You feel around your head and face to confirm that everything is in place.

Tilting your head upwards might have been the scariest thing you’ve gone through today.

Faceless.

Indents where eyes should be and a slight raise where a nose should be.

And a large maw of teeth, tongue and saliva.

You don’t know how you should be reacting. But you’re pulled back to your surroundings as three voices seem to respond to this presence, this faceless entity with a monstrous mouth.

A chorus of three. “Master.”

You don’t see them, but you know that three of these men are bowing, one knee to the ground to this creature. Something in its chest rumbles, and you hope it’s not an angry one.

The entity retracts its tongue, and its teeth disappear into nothing, into white, sewing themselves back together into, for lack of better description, leather-like fabric.

Welcome back.

You’re left disoriented for a bit at the intrusive thought. No, it wasn’t your usual internal monologue. The voice was deep, smooth, imposing. But you hadn’t seen the entity, the so-called master, open his mouth, nor even move the muscles where a normal person’s mouth would be.

Slowly, the entity’s head turned towards you, its eyeless gaze piercing you, mind and soul.

You are to follow my proxies. They will ensure your survival in this household.

You hear a faint voice, similar to that of this entity’s, in the back of your head. Masky grunts in acknowledgement, seemingly in rhythm with that background voice. You realize that this entity is probably projecting his voice onto both of you at once.

You are to be brought to my office once you have been shown to your room. There, I will deliver a set of instructions to you.

The entity disappears. Jeff and EJ walk ahead on either side of you and ascend the stairways on either side of what you can only call a mansion lobby.

You feel a tug on the fabric of your clothes, over your right shoulder. “Come.” The stuttering voice that reminded the group to keep you alive sounds beside your ear. “Don’t want the Operator to wait too long,” he says amongst a slew of vocal tics, whistling and swearing. You wanted the jerky speech to soothe you, leave you in denial that this boy was a gentle being, but you knew otherwise. Sooner or later, something really fucked up would rear its ugly head above Toby’s brown, curly-haired head.

Wordlessly, you rise. He leads you, pinching the fabric of your sleeve to lead you.

It all feels like a dream. A really bad dream. Like a distasteful prank that’s being pulled on me right now.

But no one in your life remains to pull even the most harmless of pranks on you.

chapter 4 is out.

[den-shosha]

Toman x Takemichi big brother (platonic)

Takemichi forgot to tell the gang about his big brother who's a badass and the biggest mother hen in Tokyo. He swears he would have introduced you, but it doesn't matter anymore since you showed up in the middle of a battle.

Tw, mention of wounds and blood

The battle was taking a turn and not in their favor. Takemichi could see it. Scratch that; everyone could see it. Chifuyu breathed heavily, a hand clenching his broken ribs, almost unconscious and himself wasn't better. Takemichi's head hurt him, blood-soaked his hair, and the blond lost a tooth. What was going to say aniki when he'll see him? Probably take him to the hospital, curse, and worry. A feeling of guilt stabbed him in the heart. What a shitty brother he was!

Supporting Chifuyu, Takemichi looked around him, searching for Draken and Mikey. The blond found them fighting their opposite; vice-president vs vice-president and president vs president. Both were bloody and badly hurt.

Tears of worry rolled on Takemichi's cheeks. Shit! Everything was bad!

- "TAKEMICHI!"

That voice! It wasn't possible...

- "Out of my way maggot!"

No, that was definitely...

- "ANIKI!" He Screamed, looking around, only to find you knocking out coldly two guys.

- "Wait, you got a brother?" Asked Chifuyu whose eyes stared at you. "That your brother?!" He exclaimed as you grabbed a man by the throat before slamming him to the ground, leaving him unconscious.

Takemichi only nodded, too shocked to speak. Since when did you know how to fight?! Next thing, you held him in a tight hug.

- "Oh Gods! 'Michi, who did that to you?" Your eyes turned on his friend before you took Chifuyu's face in your hands. "And you? You must be Chifuyu-Kun?" The named only nodded, cheeks turning as red as cherry. "Okay, you boys get to safety. I'll handle the situation. 'Michi, who's the responsible?"

- "It... it's the one fighting Mikey-Kun!" The teen answered, pointing at his leader

- "Good, now step back and let Aniki take care of everything. When all is over you and I will have a long conversation Takemichi."

You let go of Chifuyu's red face before heading toward Mikey's fight, kicking and punching anyone getting in your way.

- "Wait... Don't tell me your brother is going to interrupt Mikey's fight?!"

- "Worse, I think he's going to save Mikey-Kun and kick the other's ass"

- "Shit!"

As Takemichi said, you went head first toward their young leader. It only took seconds for you to beat the shit out of the opposing leader. You just grabbed Mikey by the waist with an arm and blocked a hit with the other before kicking the man right on the temple. The man fell and yet, you didn't run back to your brother, instead Takemichi watched you take a look at Mikey's wound. Takemichi, and Chifuyu, gasped as you scooped their friend and leader in your arms as the teen fell to his knees, Draken rushing next to you.

The battle finally stopped when everyone realized that both leaders were out cold. With slow steps, Takemichi and Chifuyu joined you as you examined Mikey.

- "We need to take him to a hospital. The kid got a bad concussion and lost a lot of blood. Damn! How many times was he hit on the head?" You asked, giving Mikey to Draken who took him gently.

- "I don't know," said the teen, eying you

- "Okay, get to my car and I'll follow soon Draken-Kun." Turning toward Takemichi you sighed. "Get your damn ass to the car with Chifuyu while I call for friends. It's going to be a trip to the hospital for a few of you. And 'Michi, when I finish with you... you won't be able to sit for a month! Now, to the car."

Gulping, the teen nodded before guiding the group to your car.

- "Takemichi... who the fuck is that?" Asked Draken

- "That would be my big bro Y/n."

- "Because you have a brother?!"

- "Yeah! He's worse than a mother hen, but I didn't know he could throw hands like that!" Takemichi tried to defend himself. "I mean, yeah I know he got in trouble at school, like beating some creeps who harassed girls or kicking a teacher out a window..."

- "Your bro kicked a teacher out a window?!" Draken seemed shocked. " and you never thought he could fight?!"

- "Yeah, it's just something aniki always does. If he doesn't like you or you piss him off, he will just open the window and throw you out." Both Chifuyu and Draken stared at him. "What?"

- "Takemichi... what the fuck?!!" Screamed Chifu'

- "Yeah, well people stop bothering me after they fell from a two or three stories building. Now up your ass in the car kids."

The three of them did as told, white as a sheet.

- "Okay, so Draken, I got a few of my friends who are going to pick up the wounded or those who want a ride. Is there anything else you need? Like, do I need to call someone for y'all kids? Parents, siblings, SO? Do you have anyone to take you all home once your out?"

- "huh... just Emma but I'll take care of it. Will be okay..."

- "So no one? Fine. Michi going to tell me when the hospital kicks you out. I'll bring you home. That is the least I can do for all the trouble that cry baby must be giving you."

- " HEY!"

- "Shut up, you know it's true." You cut him, passing a hand on your face. "Not a word out of your damn mouth now! I am freaking so hard right now, you shut the fuck up."

Takemichi kept quiet, looking at you carefully. You were pale, paler than normal and your hands were shaking on the wheel.

- "For the love of Gods, my lil bro joined a gang, told me nothing. Prefer to go throw hands, even if he doesn't know the difference between an uppercut and a kick! AND YOU TOLD ME FUCKING NOTHING!" You looked at them in the mirror. "Boys, I am not angry at any of you, okay? Only after that idiot." After a deep breath calming yourself you started to talk in a deep dark voice. "You are going to get them all kill you know? If you do not learn, you will have the three of them kill Michi. You told me you made new friends and I foolishly thought you weren't following my steps. FUCK. Where did I go wrong?" Another sigh and you took a turn. Finally, the hospital could be seen. "Listen, I am not telling you to leave, because I can well see just how much you care for them. But I want you to understand this is reality. Not a video game, not a movie. It's real life and in a real-life gang, people get killed. Stab, shoot, beat to death, you name it. Now your job is to be strong enough to watch your friends back. Look at your leader, look at Mikey. Memorize him as he is now because one day he might be down like that and the only one who could save him will be you and I hope for him you will be strong enough to protect him. Do you understand?"

- " I.. ye-yeah I understand." Takemichi answered, unable to look away.

Mikey rested in Draken's arms, still unconscious. His almost white hair was stained in blood, and so was his face. A deep cut kept bleeding on the teen's forehead. Bruises began to show on Mikey's chest and arms, under the skin a rib moved lightly with each slow breath. It wasn't a good sight. It was a horrible one and Takemichi felt he would have a nightmare about it.

- "Alright, kids stay in the car and I'll get help."

And you simply left. The three teens' eyes followed you as you entered the hospital.

- "Takemichi... Your brother is fucking scary." Whispered Draken. "You sure he is not in a gang?"

- "Yeah..."

- "... You think he'll say yes if we asked him to join?"

- "To be honest Draken-Kun, I don't know."

- "You think we'll be out for Halloween?" Asked Chifuyu and Takemichi tensed

- "SHIT HALLOWEEN!"

Draken and Chifuyu stared at their friend, not knowing what he knew.

So yeah I will definitely make it a series and probably some headcanon. So yeah, I know I am playing with the timeline. Try and stop me 🙃. I hope you'll enjoy it!

@gabytodd you wanted to be tagged so here you go!

Small edit, I will be cross-posting on ao3 too, username will be Denshosha :D

[catofadifferentcolor]

Terrible Fic Ideas #48: GoT, but Rhaegar gets his Visneya

Can we all take a moment to appreciate just how lucky everyone was that Jon Snow was born looking like a Stark rather than anything like any other bloodline he might have had? Whoever you assume his parents to be, Ned's claim to be his father and failure to tell anyone anything about Jon's mother would have fallen apart quickly if Jon had anything of his other parent in him.

So I started to wonder: What if Rhaegar got his Visneya? Or: What if female Jon Snow looked Targaryen?

Aka: The Daena the Dreamer Fic

Just imagine it:

Ned Stark arrives at the Tower of Joy just as Lyanna gives birth to a silver-haired, violet-eyed baby girl she names Daena.

There is no earthly way Ned can claim the girl as his own daughter, as there is almost nothing of the Starks in her. So Howland Reed claims her as his bastard with a dragonseed and agrees to hide her away in Greywater Watch, where very few people will ever see her and start to ask questions Ned doesn't want answered.

Howland raises Daena with all the love and care he gives his biological children. Very few cragnommen believe they share blood, but all agree Daena is Howland's child of the heart.

Although no one never explicitly says anything, Daena is always aware Howland isn't her biological father. Her dreams tell her otherwise...

...as from a young age Daena has been having Dragon Dreams. Many of them are dreams of the past, but some of them are dreams of the terrible future they will all face if the Three-Eyed Raven has his way and ends House Targaryen once and for all.

About a year before Jon Arryn dies, Daena sets out to weaken the Three-Eyed Raven. She doesn't do this by heading beyond the Wall and confronting him, but by heading south and prothletising the Old Gods.

It's slow going at first, but as chaos and civil war take Westeros following Ned Stark's execution, she gathers a group of followers around her - a group that becomes a full-on movement after the Red Wedding, when her Band of the Laughing Tree becomes the strongest, most stabilizing force in the Riverlands. Yes, there's some burning of Septs and hanging of enemies from Weirwoods, but it's still largely a positive force.

The religion of the Old Gods spreads, particularly as events in King's Landing highlight the corruption of the Faith of the Seven.

When Aegon VI arrives in Westeros, Daena and the Band of the Laughing Tree are there to greet him. It's a bit fraught, as Aegon VI hadn't expected anyone to be waiting for him, let alone someone claiming to be his half-sister, but it goes well enough once he realizes they're there to join him.

The Targaryen Restoration goes as better than Aegon VI could ever have hoped, with many seeing Daena's support for him as proof from the Old Gods that he's the son of Rhaegar. Dorne quickly falls in line and most of the Reach abandons the Tyrells in favor of the last Targaryens.

After Aegon VI is crowned (with Daena doing the crowning) she asks him to turn his attention to the Night King and the Three-Eyed Raven. Both are quickly killed in the short War for the Dawn that follows and many important Targaryen relics are recovered from Bloodraven's cave.

Among those lost in the fighting are Jojen Reed, who thought to aid his foster sister by bringing the fight to the Three-Eyed Raven, and Bran Stark, whose mind was slowly being taken over by Bloodraven.

Daena and Ageon VI end up marrying to secure the crown, though very few courtiers would call it a love match. They do their duty and love the children they have together, but live more like siblings than a married couple.

Bonuses include: 1) A low-key romance between Daena and Jojen, never actualized because of their ages and circumstances, but very much one day we could have something, if the gods allow. Jojen's death should be part of the reason Daena agrees to marry Aegon; 2) Daenerys never having seriously believed Aegon VI was her nephew, being highly surprised by his blink-and-you'll-miss-it reconquest of Westeros, and deciding ruling over the empire she's built in Essos is better for everyone than contesting for the Iron Throne. When she dies without heirs, she wills her empire to the Seven Kingdoms a la Attalus III; and 3) A detailed look at the religion of the Old Gods and the mythology of the North - and the consequences of its spread vis a vis the Faith of the Seven.

And that's all I have. As always, feel free to adopt this bun, just link back if you chose to do anything with it.

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[jinmukangwrites]

Linked Universe: Choose your own Adventure [5]

Final part for the "tutorial"! Can't wait to REALLY begin the story. This part, along with the previous ones, will all be uploaded into AO3 within the next few days as well :)

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Master Post

Health and Inventory

Previous Post

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(Sneak into the portal, at 70%)

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We should not push our luck, Twilight decides. Both options are incredibly dangerous, and unpredictable, but if they could avoid a battle with not only a formidable enemy, but an infected formidable enemy, they should try.

He pads over towards Legend, then sits down and his feet, glancing at Time to make sure this is him showing his decision.

Time sighs while Legend grins, giving Twilight a heavy patting on the head right between his ears. Twilight doesn't growl, but he does give Legend a very well translated glare. Careful Collector, have you forgotten that I know why your hair turned pink?

Legend swallows, and takes his hand off from Twilight's head, looking chastised.

"I suppose that's the majority," Time says, although no one really looks too miffed about no longer staging an ambush.

Twilight huffs, standing up on all four paws and carefully treading around the clearing first. Wild catches up beside him, helping clear a good pathway that even Time in all his shiny armor could get through the bushes without much sound.

The Hinox continues to snore, rubbing its belly at various intervals. The heroes circle the clearing, staying within the tree-line, the ones who can stealth helping those who are a bit more heavy-footed. There's only one near mistake, Sky almost stepping directly on a stick that would no doubt wake the dead, but Wind grabs onto his sailcloth before he could, yanking him back by the sloth, nearly choking Hylia's Chosen Hero, but thankfully avoiding the stick.

Finally, they make it to the other end of the clearing, facing the portal with the Hinox sleeping on the other side. With a little bit of hassling, they wrap Wild's cloak around Time's armor; no doubt immediately creating a walking furnace, but also helping only slightly to muffle the armor clinks.

With Time looking effectively mummified, it's silently agreed with a unanimous nod that it's time to rip off the bandage.

Twilight goes out first, with the dimming light and the natural abilities of beasts, he is easily the best choice for leading. His senses will more easily detect any changes in the Hinox's behavior. With him at the front and Wild at the back with the ones whose feet always seem to shuffle or clothes creak, they had a shot at getting out of this scratch free.

Right?

As if Hylia herself decided the luck had to run out some time, Time's armor creaks too loudly too closely to the Hinox, even despite the attempts to muffle.

The Hinox startles out of its sleep, arms flying out and legs jerking, eye flinging open with a single, glowing red iris. The whole group freezes, each one hoping, or praying if they're favorable to the gods, that the monster will not notice them and go back to sleep.

Yet, the eye turns towards them and it's face twists in fury.

Twilight growls and barks at the others, rushing forward to tug Four, the closest one to him, forward and knock him out of the group's collective fright. Four reacts immediately, grabbing Wind's hand and making a mad dash.

The rest of the group reacts in turn, but so does the Hinox.

It shouts wordlessly at them, nothing but a garbled gurgle as it gets too quickly to its feet. It wobbles for balance for just a moment before beginning to stomp around the portal towards them.

Twilight snaps at ankles, trying to get the others to run faster.

Don't fight. Run.

A whiz, and a single arrow streaks through the air. Within not even a heartbeat, an explosion bursts through the air, right where the Hinox's face had previously been.

Four and Wind make it into the portal.

Yet, as the smoke clears, the Hinox reveals its eye perfectly unharmed, a singed hand lowering from its face. An angry eye glares directly down at Wild.

Wild swears. "Get to the portal!"

It's a blurred dash. Wild does his best to distract the Hinox, firing arrow after arrow, allowing Time, Sky, and Warriors to pass through.

However, just as the rest of them were about to reach the portal, the Hinox roars, slamming its arms down like two organic clubs.

Twilight feels himself be knocked back from the impact, rolling violently onto the ground and scraping through the grass. He can hear Legend swear, Wild snarl.

Hyrule scream.

Twilight's immediately to his feet, feeling bruised but thankfully nothing more. Legend is on the ground groaning, a first red drop leaking from his temple as he pushes himself up to his knees. Wild, however, stands back, his bow raised and rapidly firing at the Hinox. Arrows pierce the thick skin one after another, but none affect the creature as it leans down, a meaty fist wrapped around Hyrule's torso, pinning him to the ground.

Hyrule shouts angrily, using a broken arrowhead he must have found nearby to stab the Hinox in the back of its hand, yet the monster doesn't release its crushing grip.

"Let go of him you fucker!" Legend shouts, scrambling to his feet and pulling out his sword.

The Hinox grumbles, squeezing tightly around Hyrule, making the boy's face twist in agony, and turns to glare at Legend. However, at that second, Wild releases a perfectly aimed arrow.

There's no explosion, it's too close to Hyrule for Wild to risk that, but there is the smell of sudden ozone as electricity erupts through the Hinox's body with its source being an arrow sticking out from its eye.

The Hinox howls, stumbling back and using one hand to tear the arrow from its eye. Twilight has no idea how the thing can still see after an injury such as that, but that doesn't matter. What matters is that it still has Hyrule in its grasp, waving Hyrule around in the air as it catches its footing.

Then, to Twilight's horror, the creature roars and throws Hyrule at Wild.

Wild does his best to catch Hyrule, but soon both heroes are knocked to the ground. Twilight immediately turns tail towards them while Legend swears and pulls out his own bow, rapidly shooting at the Hinox's eye until the creature is forced to cover it.

Twilight grabs Hyrule by the back of his tunic, dragging him up off of Wild. Wild blinks up at him, his face pale, but he thankfully returns to the present quickly, scrambling to his feet with a groan and helping get the barely conscious Hyrule onto Twilight's back. It's then that Twilight notices Wild is favoring his right arm, and his left is hanging wrongly out of his shoulder.

Shit.

"We need to get into the portal," Wild says, while it's distracted.

"C-collector-" Hyrule wheezes, "we can't- can't leave him-"

"We're not," Wild grunts, glaring at the monster. "Traveler, can you shoot?"

Twilight glances at Wild as Legend gives a string of words that would make Twilight's Zelda blush as he dodges a heavy blow, releasing another arrow, furiously preventing the Hinox from turning its attention to the others. Not for the first time, Twilight finds himself under the realization that Legend is undoubtedly the most experienced out of every single one of them.

"I- it's blurry," Hyrule says, fingers curling weakly in Twilight's fur. "And my ribs-"

"Its eye is red, the only thing red in front of us. Just aim for that, and shoot when I tell you to. You can do this, wizard." He shoves his nearly broken bow into Hyrule's hands, as well as an arrow.

Twilight whines, about ready to return back to his Hylian form, but Wild glares at him. "You are faster and stronger as a beast, when there's an opening, make sure you get magic hands through that portal. Collector and I will be right behind you."

Twilight cannot even argue before Wild turns towards Legend.

"Collector! How sharp's your hookshot?"

Legend releases another arrow, buying him a moment to look at Wild with wide eyes. His eyes dart to Hyrule aiming an arrow, and he groans. "Whatever you're planning, Champion, it better work!"

Legend shoves the bow onto his back, then snatches his hookshot. Before Twilight can even begin to comprehend what the plan is, Legend shoots the hookshot.

The Hinox, expecting the target to be its eye, covers it. However, the sharp metal hook slams into the back of its hand and lodges itself in the meaty flesh. Then, Legend yanks.

The grapple's chain shortens, bringing the Hinox's hand back towards him. Black blood spews onto the ground as the creature groans, attempting to pull its hand back.

"Fire!" Wild shouts.

Hyrule releases the arrow. The bow shatters with the release.

The arrow hits right on target, and by the time the Hinox can stumble, Twilight is already rushing towards the portal with Hyrule clutching to his fur.

Twilight can hear Wild rushing behind them, and Legend shouting in adrenaline fueled victory as he rips the hookshot out of the Hinox's hand as it falls back howling, making his own dash toward the portal.

Twilight jumps through, and the world swirls into purple nothing.

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Sneak into portal: DC: 85%. Every 5% below, a 2d10 is given to 2 random Links but everyone escapes. Below 60% is a failed escape, a battle round will be next. At 70%, 6d10 was rolled for 6 links, but ultimately everyone escapes.

Stats:

Legend -6HP

Twilight -3HP

Hyrule -32HP

Wild -14HP

My dice really didn't like Hyrule ;-;

[class1akids]

About Dabi, for some reasons, I can see two possible versions of him.

First is the disassociate version. Like how some people and villain stans put it: Dabi does care about the League, despite saying that he is not and his layers are so thick that it is hard to see the real feelings and reason of his actions.

Second is the sociopathic/psychopathic version. That is everything he said and done contributes to a goal: Destroy Endeavour. Think of this version as a mini-AFO. He uses words and actions to manipulate people (like Twice, Toga, and Spinner). Because he knows with the right words and pushes, they will aid him in hurting Endeavour.

Of course, thematically, the first version is more suitable with the theme of saving villains/villains-are-people-who-are-wronged-and-did-not-have-proper-help/ect... of the manga. It also, like I said, makes Dabi more human and reasonable to certain people and stans.

The second version is interesting since it leads to the path that shows not everyone can be saved (which goes against everything Hori is trying to set up). However, I find that it is an interesting take that can be explore in a darker/different story. And of course, this version is not liked by some people and stans, since it takes the human out of Dabi, making him borderline unsavable.

But yeah, I have to admit I am leaning toward the psychopathic version more with the theme of not-anyone-can-be-saved. But that is not Hori's story/BnHA so I respect that.

At this point, I just skim the manga and wait to see my biases, tbh.

Your thoughts?

To me, the second version simply doesn't fit narratively at all for numerous reasons:

1. The time spent on Touya's childhood from every angle to make sure we understand that he's a child victim, just like Tenko and Toga vs. no time spent whatsoever to develop his as a supposed "psychopath". The Touya we leave on the mountain is this kid, desperately crying because his father wouldn't show up.

2. Touya hasn't actually killed anyone who matters, just like Tomura and Toga. His kill-count is mainly nameless thugs in an alley-way. Even Snatch, is technically killed by Compress rather than Dabi. But despite a brutal fight in the war - Hawks is not only alive, even his quirk is not gone, Tokoyami's foot is a little burnt but nothing more than a scar, Kamui Woods (the guy whose quirk is wood!!!) is fine, all the kids who face him are fine (except one of Jirou's ear things), Nejire lost her hair only, Shouto didn't even get a new scar. You get the gist. For a guy whose quirk can produce heat 4000 C upwards, and incinerate people in an instant, when it matters, he's fairly harmless.

Compare this to the irredeemable villains - notably Muscular and Overhaul, who are both shown to be cruel to children. Or if you are trying to make AFO parallels - there is his cruel manipulation of Tenko or the Aoyama's aimed at twisting people to the point they become something they are not, while Dabi's "manipulating" people is at most situational, sort of on the level of Hawks' actions.

3. Dabi got his "save the cat" moment in the first arc he's shown to attack, when he spared Aoyama, and we also see him thinking about his family, empathize with Tomura, talking about how he can't cry anymore etc. to imply an emotional depth buried.

4. Even if he says he doesn't care about the League, his actions show otherwise: he still goes with them without hesitation, stands with them in fights.

5. The Todoroki family arc has so far paralleled hero society - showing how the monsters you create come back to haunt you. In the aftermath, the family was shown to come together, just like hero society is coming together and the goal with new generation seems to be shifting towards saving.

6. Shouto's arc has been about healing from the past and heroes who not just save others, but also save their families and people's capacity to change. It would be totally random to give him an endgame where he kills his brother whom he understands on a visceral level. That would not be a good or triumphant endgame for Shouto, but something really dark and tragic for a character whose entire backstory is already very painful and has spent 300+ chapters trying to overcome it?

7. Endeavor's own arc has been about atonement and moving towards a moment where he'll finally choose to be a father. We have spent a lot of time exploring Touya's and Enji's relationship and showing that while he failed his family overall, Touya is still stuck in that moment of rejection. How would it make sense then for his arc to be to kill his own son - the person he selfishly created, used, tossed aside and failed in every possible way?

8. I can't see Touya as a psychopath. His emotions, rage, hate are all deeply rooted in the love he once held for his father. Also this very hate was very much on the nose paralleled with Earlyroki's own feelings. If Touya's hate is psychopathic, so would be Shouto's. But we know in fact that Shouto has grown into one of the kindest characters in the story, once he got out of his tunnel vision. Touya is stuck in the same type of single-minded obsession to make Endeavor suffer, like Shouto was. Only the scale is bigger. So once that hate gets exposed for the counter-productive, self-harming emotion it is, there is no reason Touya wouldn't be able to remember the bigger picture.

9. The Stain connection - Touya's cynical mindset about heroes vs Stain recognizing Shouto as a real hero.

So all in all, it would be incredibly random after all this build-up for Dabi to become the AFO parallel in the narrative. It wouldn't just be ruining his own character - but the entire Todoroki family endgame, including Shouto's and Enji's endgame too. There are irredeemable villains - Muscular, Overhaul - so you don’t need Dabi to show that not everyone can be saved. 

Now, I don't exclude that Dabi will die in any case. But I think if he will, it won't be as a remorseless psychopath, but it will be rather a (still shitty, but not as horrible) "redemption by death" moment for both him and maybe Endeavor too. So I could see a scenario, where Shouto fights Touya, gets through to him, they get attacked by nomus or a clone parade or something high damage but not quite human, and Touya burns himself to death protecting their family / civilians either together with Shouto or giving Shouto the chance to go and help Deku or something like that. So in this scenario, he'd die, but heroically.

I don't like "redemption by death" personally as a narrative choice - but Hori is not above clichés, so I could imagine Hori choosing that solution.

[arkhamsrevenge]

Beastly p1 (takes place in the Arkhamverse)

Jason Todd is cursed. He mouthed off to a witch apparently and now he’s cursed. The Witch, who's the mother of Fables, said Jason can break his curse with true love’s kiss. So, Jason is doomed, because to him true love’s kiss doesn't exist.

Jason pulled himself out of bed. His body ached, he didn’t bother looking in the mirror. Jason couldn’t bear to see himself, covered in scars, from head to toe. His autopsy scar was the worst or maybe the one running from the side of his head to the corner of his mouth. Whatever the matter, he hated them. Jason made his way to the kitchen, where Roy Harper had made coffee.

“Hey, how are Ya?” Roy whispered. Jason shrugged and took the coffee. Not wanting to speak, his voice would be grave and harsh. “Jaybird...we can break this curse.” Jason appreciated the optimism, but his heart was heavy.

“You will be cursed to look like this, Beasly until you find someone who sees you for what you are.” The Mother of Fables has said. He summoned her accidentally one night while he was fighting with Dick Grayson.

“YOU DON’T GET IT! YOU'RE STILL THE GOLDEN CHILD! THE PRETTY ONE! I'M THE MONSTER, THE WALKING ZOMBIE! YOU CAN’T GET WHAT I’M FEELING BECAUSE YOU’VE NEVER HAD TO DEAL WITH SCARS RUINING YOU!” Jason didn’t mean to say it like that but, he said it and in doing so summoned the mother of Fables, whose always happy to teach people a lesson. Jason’s? Looks aren’t everything. What a clique joke. He then was cursed, his scars became more pronounced, his eyes were two different colors, blue and green. He had a huge “J” shaped scar on his face now. His voice was now gravely almost a snarl, making him even more monstrous. His fame and build stayed the same, Jason was a towering scared up freak.

“Jaybird? Could you eat something?” Roy was the only one who tried to help Jason. Bruce can’t bear to see his son cursed, Alfred tried to reach out, but Jason didn’t want to face him and Dick...well, he’s trying to help, he enlisted Tim to help research the mother of Fables, seeing if there was some way out of this. Roy was the emotional support. “You can’t stay in here cooped up. It’s not healthy....wanna go on patrol tonight?” Jason shrugged again. “Come on. Eat something and go out as Red Hood for a little bit. Get some energy out, juices flowing and all that.” Jason finally nodded and inhaled, filling up his lungs.

“Fine.” He grumbled. “We can go.” Roy smiled and set out some breakfast for him and Jason. “I got to warm up first...been a while.” Roy nodded.

“Just eat first. Don’t need you passing out.”

“I know. You don’t need to mother me.” Jason tried to sound funny, but the change of his voice made him sound threatening. Roy chuckled, nonetheless.

“I know. But someone's got to make sure your taking care of yourself.”

* * * * * *

The weather in Gotham was gross, like always. Jason sat with Roy both dressed in their gear waiting for something to happen. Jason felt a little better, honestly, maybe Roy was right. Roy was talking about his latest case, Black Mask was apparently still pissed at Red Hood for fucking up his merchandise and has some low life drug addict in Gotham doing his dirty selling shit on the side to hold him over. But the problem is the shit Black Mask thinks he’s selling is getting cut with something else. Roy needs to find this man before more people die. So here they sit, in some odd part of Gotham back alley way, waiting, for someone. And someone did come, a women, light colored hair flooding over the trench coat. She held a bag to her side, her boots clicked on the pavement. Her head kept looking behind her though no one seemed to be there. Jason wondered if she could feel that they were there. Roy turned to Jason and pointed to the women. “That’s the daughter.” He whispered. Jason nodded and both of them started to follow the women. She stopped at an apartment complex near Crime Alley, clicking her lock open as she walked in.

“Dad?” They heard her call out. “DAD?” She called out again before reappearing outside. Her head turned every which way until she sighed and locked the door.

“So, we’re following the daughter?” Jason asked. Roy nodded.

“Yeah, just following for now.”

* * * * *

Jason actually felt like going out today, he wore a mask and hood to cover himself just in case. He didn’t want to be seen. Walking to his favorite book shop on General St, letting the smell of new books and coffee hang in his lungs. Jason knew exactly where his favorite section was, his fingertips glided over the spines of the books. His scared knuckles looked awful to him, but he couldn’t help himself. The book store felt so peaceful, until he saw the daughter again. He stopped short of seeing her reach for a book. Her feet wouldn’t stretch anymore but the determination on her face showed she was not going to let up any time soon. Jason stood half behind a book shelf and watched her. She huffed and backed away, getting a running start she leaped up and grabbed the book, but her victory was short lived as she landed on her ass from her foot landing wrong. Jason had the urge to go help her up but smiled to himself as she looked around and giggled. Thinking no one saw her, she stood up and brushed herself off, and picked up her book before flipping to the beginning. She began to walk words Jason with her nose tucked into the book. Jason pulled back father, disappearing back into another aisle as she walked past him. He thought he was in the clear when she turned slightly to him, did a double take and smiled. Jason’s breath caught in his throat. Was she just being nice? Or did she think.....no. She was being polite, that’s all. Still, Jason wanted to know she got home safe...he almost felt bad for her. Her father is into illegal shit with Black Mask...he understood what that was like. Jason knew it was a bad idea to follow her without back up, so he fought against his instinct and kept looking for a new book to read.

About an hour or two later, Jason was out of the bookstore and on his way home. He was satisfied with the books he got for the apartment Roy and himself were occupying. Speaking of the devil, Jason thought Roy’s name popped up on his phone screen. Jason looked around making sure no one was following him.

“Hey.” He growled.

“Hey you get lost?” Roy asked concernedly. Jason snorted.

“No. I like books. You don’t have any good ones.” He heard Roy huff.

“Shut up. I do too. You just not like sci-fi novels.” Jason smirked.

“No, I do...good ones.” Roy gasped acting like he was hurt.

“How dare you! I will not stand for such slander! We are having a long talk when you get home.” Jason shook his head,

“Yeah ok.” He said before hanging up the phone.

Jason and Roy basically kept to themselves for the rest of the day before night fell and they were in the same exact spot from the previous night.

“She works at a diner. The Gotham diner on 5th Street.” Roy whispered watching the women walk and read at the same time. This time she had headphones in her ears. Jason seemed almost mesmerized by her. She walked and read humming to the music.

“Be there” She sang out loud before covering her mouth, laughing and looking around. Making sure her outburst wasn’t heard. Jason felt himself smile slightly under the mask. Again, when the women got to her apartment, she turned the key in the lock and went inside.

“Dad?” She called then came back outside. “Dad?” The women looked up on the fire escapes and started making her way up. “Dad? Dad not this again!” Roy perked up as did Jason. They both made their way closer to the sconce. Two men were holding what Jason assumed was her father on either side.

“It’s alright, Lavy. Just go inside, I’ll be there soon.” Lavy, the daughter, stood still.

“How much did you take from them Dad?” She whispered.

“900.” Lavy’s eyes closed, and she inhaled. Digging through her bag, she gave on of the men a stack of cash.

“This is 200. I can see the rest when I get paid on Friday, ok?” She asked offering up the money. One of the men, the older one Jason assumed looked at the money, took it then stuffed it in his pocket.

“They’re goons for the Penguin.” Jason whispered to Roy. “I know them. That’s who this guy's been selling to. He’s taking Black Masks shit and cutting it with the Penguin's. Looks like Penguin found out before Mask.”

“You got one heloma daughter. I would have given you what you deserved. But this will do.” The man and his then through Lavy’s father to the ground and started beathing on him.

“NO STOP!” Lavy screamed, catching one to the men’s arms. Out of reaching the man spun around and strike her in the face making her loose her balance and fall down the stairs of the fire escape. Jason moved before his mind gave him a chance to think. Jason landed on the fire escape and quickly caught the body of Lavy. Her forehead was bleeding and a bruise started to form on her cheek. He carried her back into the apartment and set her down, while Roy delt with the other men. Jason made sure Lavy didn’t break anything before he ran back out to help Roy. But when he got to the top Roy was checking one of the goons for a pulse while Lavy’s father stood shocked with a gun.

“Dead.” Roy grumbled.

“No. No it was a mistake.” The father panicked. Jason’s helmet captured shots of the crime scene. “Please. I cannot go to jail, my daughter will have no one.” Then the man’s eyes widened. “My daughter, where is she!” HE screamed pointing the gun at Jason, who quickly disarmed the man.

“She’s safe.” Jason boomed, “No thanks to you.” The man’s eyes welled up with tears. “She gave her own money to safe your pathetic ass.” Tears started to cascade down the man’s face, he couldn’t protect his daughter anymore. This had gotten to a boiling point.

“Take her.” He whispered. “Take me to the police, tell them everything. I can go into witness protection...but take her.” Jason blinked and looked to Roy who was thinking. He looked at Jason and nodded.

“We can do that.” Roy finally said.

“Give me till tomorrow to get everything ready. Please.” They had already bugged the house so if he made a run from it, they would know.

“We wail pick her up at 3pm tomorrow. That will give you plenty of time to put your affairs in order.” Jason’s movie made the begging father feel so small. Still the mad nodded. Roy and Jason ran of into the night. Wondering what they’d just gotten themselves into.

Y/n Pov

I started out the window, tears still staining my face.

“I know you’re unhappy with me, but this is for your own good.” My father said softly. He’s sending me away...with some friend he met in high school’s son? What the fuck.

“You’re sending me away with some strangers.” I said, my voice cracking. My father’s eyes remained on the road. Eventually, we stopped just outside Gotham...in the middle of nowhere. Dead leaves and bare trees filled the landscape. A small apartment complex (that looked abandoned) stood in the center of it all. I took my bag from the back, though my father tried to help. I glared at him and walked to the apartments. Upon arriving, fucking ARSENAL stood In front.

“Is that all you need?” He asked. I nodded holding the strap tighter. He then looked behind me as if to wait for me to say goodbye. Coldly I looked at my father,

“You ca leave now.” His eyes lowered and he walked back to his car while Arsenal led me into the apartment.

“We own the whole thing...so you can have your own space.” He said as we walked inside.

“We?” I asked. The ginger haired man nodded and pointed up.

“My buddy and I live on the top floor. He's...he keeps to himself but he’s harmless.” I swallowed and nodded avian. I felt like I was going to crawl out of my own skin, my heart shook my body. I didn’t realize I was so scared until I was on my own. He took me up to the top floor, not saying a word and stopped at 5c. “This is yours. We are on the other side of the wall.” I nodded for the 10th time as he unlocked the door and I walked in.

“Thanks.” I whispered.

“Roy.” He said taking off this domino mask. “My name’s Roy. Jason is the other man who owns this complex. I figured knowing our r3al names might make us more human to you instead of vigilantes.” I smiled slightly.

“I’m Y/n but everyone calls me Lavy.” Roy’s eyebrows furrowed but decided against asking further questions. He then told not to hesitate if I needed anything and left me alone. The room was nice. It had a small kitchen and living room space and a full bathroom. The bedroom was just the right size with a window seat. I smiled knowing that would be a good place to read. I set up my reading nook first. Though I didn’t unpack anything else due to the fear of needing to leave in a hurry . I shivered slightly noticing the chill and put on a plain flannel.

About 3 hours later I was need deep in The Strange Case of Dr.Jekyll and Mr. Hide when there was a knock at the door. I looked through the peep hole to see no one. Though there was something outside the door. I opened the door to a book laying there. I picked it up and read the title and raised and eyebrow. “Frankenstein” by Mary Shelly. I looked down the hallway both ways to see if someone was there. Seeing no one I crept back into my apartment and put down Dr. Jekyll. Sorry my friend, I’ve read you enough times. I then finished dinner and settled the night off with finishing the first three chapters.

[editor-who]

Gareth X Fem Reader

Prompt: 'see this dog, take it, he's gonna be important'

Dirk gently style / John dies at the end

(Fluff, tiny bit of swearing, utter confusion)

The last few days had been manic for you. You'd done and seen so many strange things that nobody would believe.

You fought in the upside down, defeating creatures you would only find in D&D, you went into a series of bizarre parallel universes.

Not to mention the fact that everything that happens in Hawkins is somehow linked to a bigger scheme, they're all somehow connected.

--------Saturday 2nd July 1986---------

You recoiled waking up but not how you got into the woods.

You were standing up wearing a top hat and some peculiar attire.

In your hand was a leash and on the other end held a dog.

You remembered odd bits from the night before but not much.

The dog. Something to do with the dog.

You give him a nice walk as it dawns on you that you were supposed to do something. Meet up with someone?

You make your way to your boyfriend's house. He doesn't live too far away from where you woke up.

You knock on the front door and he opens it.

"Hey Darling, it's lovely to see you again"

Gareth gushed.

He gives you a long soft kiss on the lips as he holds onto the back of your hair.

You both come up for air. Your mind in a daze. All you could focus on was his kiss and his dreamy eyes and soft hair and the way he held you in his....

Then it dawns on you. Why you were here.

"See this dog"

You quickly exclaim as you point down to him.

"Take it, he's going to be important later"

You babble as you hand him the lead to the dog you just found.

He looks down the dog and up at you in confusion. His soft curls bouncing as he does so.

"Why have you given me this dog?"

"Whose dog is it?"

He asks, raising an eyebrow.

You let out a small laugh.

"I have no idea!"

You exclaim as you turn in a circle.

He gets the dog set up and gives him to his sister to take care of while we leave.

We grab our bikes and cycle down to the VHS store where at least 4 others are waiting for us.

"Can you please explain to me what is going on sweetheart?"

He whispers in your ear as you arrive at the store.

"All will be slightly clear in a few minutes"

You whisper back as you reach his hand.

You both walk in to see Steve, Robin, Dustin, Erica, Max, Lucas, Eddie and Nancy.

"It's about time!"

Erica calls as she folds her arms in her usual sassy way.

"Gareth, we need to tell you something"

Eddie says as he comes over to him and guides him to a nearby seat.

"Don't freak out, it's kinda a big deal"

Robin blurted.

"Wwwhats going on?"

Your boyfriend looks around nervously in anticipation.

You run over to him, grabbing his hand. He starts to play with your hands, as that calms him down.

"We knew a girl who had super powers"

Steve exclaims in a silent but cautious tone.

"And there was this gate that she opened with her mind"

Dustin adds on.

"Creatures came out of this gate similar to Vecna from our dungeons and dragons campaign."

Eddie says, knowing full well what Gareth is experiencing for the first time. Disbelief.

"Now some stranger stuff has happened recently, somehow the upside down is not just a gateway but a portal to these other realms"

Robin states.

"Quantum realms in which we travelled through and your girlfriend as well as a multitude of others travelled back in time by accident"

Dustin shares, letting a little gasp escape from poor Gareth.

"Which is why I can't remember what happened last night"

You share, for the first time.

"Last night you were with me"

Gareth says as he looks into your eyes.

"Well I'm guessing it hasn't happened yet otherwise she would remember"

Max adds on. Making a very solid point.

"I'm extremely confused"

Steve says.

"You're confused?! I'm fucking confused"

Gareth mused as his face lit up with agitation.

"But, we all saw Gareth, he helped us fight the demobats in the upside down. And Vecna!"

Steve exclaims in a confused and questioning way.

"I what?"

Gareth looks even more confused and lost.

"Of course, that hasn't happened for him yet. It must be some rip in the space time continuum!"

Dustin theorizes.

You all continue to discuss and the afternoon ends up with you and Gareth going back to his.

You both try to search for clues about where the dog came from.

But what you find confuses you both even further.

It's your dog!

To be continued......

[gloxiniaflower]

Hermes x male reader

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"So, this is the list of every God who will be participating in Ragnarok." The male looked at the screen and sighed.

Humans are so delicate.

Such beautiful creatures... why would you want to destroy them?

"Whose side are you on, M/n?" Brunhilde asked as she sat down on the opposite side of the male.

There was no way she and the other valkyrie could do it alone without a god, so she decided to ask the one and only person Hermes trusted and loved... M/n.

"I will not tell you that. You should know which side I am on, if that is all you came to ask me then you have my answer." M/n said and walked away. The first match was still ongoing and he had to make a decision fast.

"The world wasn't created equal."

Yes, it was. Then someone decided they were better.

These things were never my thing... but seeing someone with a family and them having to watch someone they love die is painful.

Adam, I can already tell how this is going down. So much blood and so many tears will me showed, all to protect the people he loves and cares for.

"M/nnnnnn...... M/N!!"

The male was knocked out of his daze and turned to the voice that was calling his name.

M/n stared at the trickster god with a confused look on his face, he was wondering when Loki appeared, but it was good timing.

"Jeez, you have to stop doing that m/n." Loki huffed and crossed his arms. M/n blinked a couple of times "what do you mean?" He asked.

"You have to stop daydreaming in the middle of the damn hallway!! This is the 5th time I found you like this today!" Loki rolled his eyes, he was getting tired of m/n just standing there that he was getting ready for a heart attack or being possessed.

M/n sighed and was ready to lose everything he had to ask a favour from Loki.

"Say, Loki. Do you think you can trick Zeus into switching places with me in the second round?" M/n asked as he looked down at the Norse god... Loki hated when m/n was close to him and looked down at him.

Loki took a couple of steps back and bit his nail as he thought about it. He will for sure get in trouble by Odin later, but who gives a shit? He doesn't. Anything that includes him tricking or manipulating other people is his favourite.

"I'll do it, but you have to promise me that you won't end up losing to some human, got it."

M/n smiled and ruffled Loki's hair, "you underestimate me too much Loki." And he walked away. This was going to be the hardest thing he was going to do.

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The match between thor and Lu Bu was finished with thor being the winner.

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"WHAT!!" Shiva yelled as he was ready to strangle m/n. Hermes was completely against m/n going against Adam, after all, m/n couldn't bring himself to watch all of humanity be wiped out.

"Just wait your turn m/n!!" Shiva glared at the h/c male, and m/n was just innocently smiling at him as if he didn't care. "I am not the person to be kept waiting. I hate waiting." M/n sighed and playfully rolled his eyes.

"M/n... you hate fighting," Hermes added

Of course, I hate it.

"I just wanted to get this done and over with. It is taking too much of my time and your time my love." M/n crossed his arms and looked down at Hermes.

"Then get your butt out there and entertain them!! I'll be watching so don't disappoint me!!" Zeus yelled as he dragged shiva and ran towards their seats. And left Hermes with m/n.

"What are you hiding m/n?" Hermes asked as looked up at him, and m/n didn't know how to explain it to him. "Nothing. But can I at least have a hug before I go out there?" M/n smiled

For this will be the last time I will feel your warmth.

M/n stood in front of Adam and lightly smiled. "Ain't it cold out here?" M/n asked as he pointed at the leaf Adam was wearing.

"I think the breeze is quite good." Adam smiled and m/n couldn't help but hold in the laughter, after all... he is with the "gods side"

Then, that's where everything was going downhill. There will be blood and heartache.

Nothing but pain.

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Each hit we both took was painful. Gearing the people we love and care for were screaming for one of us to win.

This will probably be the most painful thing I have to do, but else will fight for these humans? I see none of God's won't! If I have to do it by myself and take my own life... then I'll do it.

These humans are wonderful beings.

The way Adam is putting his all into the fight was amazing. Seeing how he was fighting for his family.

This last punch will shatter my chest.

I know you all will hate me for this.

Especially you Hermes

The moments we shared were wonderful. Seeing how we both ended up like this is such a pity, we could have had it all but these gods don't know how to love.

Not even you. I can see how hard you try but I know that inside, you are trying to ignore the feeling. It's not healthy for you or me.

It will be better like this, right?

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Go on Adam.

Take the last hit and claim your victory.

His fist was aiming for m/n's chest... And just like that, it was over.

His arm went through his chest. Humanity scream in victory, they had got him. Adam realized what my plans were, the moment everyone had screamed in victory. He could've moved, he could've finished him off a lot sooner, but seeing how he fought hard for his family was beautiful... something these gods don't have.

"Well, I guess this is where I will die." M/n grinned as he fell to his knees. The amount of blood that was pouring out from his chest was mortifying, it was like a river.

Adam caught m/n before he could hit the ground. "Why, why would you do such a stupid thing for us, humans? Don't you hate us like the rest of the gods?" Adam asked and m/n could only smile.

"Because I wanted to. Living for hundreds and thousands of years has brought me nothing but suffering, see how you humans lived was a dream... these gods don't know how to love and care like you humans do, but I somehow managed to fall in love with someone. They don't know how to love, only serve." M/n softly spoke as he stared up into the sky. Just a couple more minutes and everything will be over.

"Adam, can you help me up? I want to say one thing to the others before I go." M/n asked and Adam did as he was told. He slowly helped the god up and turned his towards the higher gods.

"I don't have much time, but there will be something waiting in my room for 3 certain people, something that will only be for you 3. I wish I could've told you this before and I am sorry, but I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me!" M/n shouted and looked up at Hermes with a smile.

Forgive me, Hermes, I hope we can meet in our next life where you can love me.

M/n's body shattered into pieces and that was it. The gods were silent, they didn't know if they should scream or not for what m/n had done.

Zeus and Loki stared at Hermes, waiting for something from him. Loki didn't know if he should be mad or should be crying, m/n was his favourite god to play pranks on others, his friend... he should've just listened to himself and not let m/n compete in this.

Hermes was leaning over the ledge, hoping it was all a sick joke. The terror on his face was what surprised most gods, and Hermes didn't know how to react.

Adam didn't know what to feel. He had never seen a god do such a thing for a human.

[loversdelusions]

How would yandere Deku react to the reader breaking down because of stress from being in a contest or a competition, not being able to handle all the stress of having people have these high expectations on her and expecting her to be perfect but reader is just so sick of it all she breaks down and thinks she messed everything up no matter what she does? I kinda feel like this rn… I just lost a competition I’d worked so hard for and I really need some comfort I hope you don’t mind

Izuku Midoriya: ♥ Midas ♥

Help me raise money to be a sentient cupcake:

He would cry. Watching you hurt hurts him too. It's almost unbearable, cementing in his mind just how in need of protection from the world you are. He doesn't care any longer about staying far, about watching and not alerting you. You may be surprised how quickly he'd shown up by your side.

"Darling," Turning suddenly only met you with his chest, arms wrapping around you, hands in your hair. His warmth was only meant for you, and nothing solidified this more than just how perfectly you fit in his arms.

"Izuku..." Your voice broke, even in your surprise. Should you have wiped your tears? Been fine? But this was Midoriya, he was the only person who could see your tears without condescension. Comfort you without pity, cry with you yet let you in his heart without any bitter-sweet words.

"I just can't..." The small hiccup broke his heart. "I can't do this anymore."

"I..." Maybe it was the moment or all he has done that suffocated you. Maybe it was standards that were weighing on your back like the skys' on Atlas, your words left you with all the truth you could muster. "I am just wasted potential."

His hand shakes but he holds you firm. He slides down to the floor with you and cradles you as if you were porcelain. He could only bite his lip, because how was he supposed to listen to you thinking everything your fingers brush breaks when he'd fight to kiss your knuckles in his appreciation. You'd never really understand just how god-like you were to him, like someone who walks on air, whose smile brightens his world and fills his heart more than anything in his life. It was just words to you.

He knew he had to say something because he didn't want to be the same as the people who watched him struggle from afar when he was in middle school. He didn't want to be a bystander in your life, because you were the light of his.

"I don't know what to do," He pushed you closer to him, "It doesn't matter what I do... It never...It's never enough,"

He almost broke, his first words clearer than what followed, he mumbles just how much he adores you, just how much his heart burns for you, anything of yours; A smile, a chuckle or a touch. He loves you and through sobs, through cries, perhaps you could only catch a few words. He was glad you didn't comprehend his words, even if he yearned to tell you everything.

Though a bit disappointed, he held you while you cried yourself to sleep. It would be okay. No matter how tempted he was to save you right now, to take you home and coddle you, to worship you just like you deserve, he refused the temptation. He took you to his home, and let you sleep in his bed.

He didn't trust himself with you. But he didn't want your life with him to start with your sadness. He wanted to make you feel better, he was your hero after all.

But he wasn't perfect. He laid down next to you, hugged you close and shivered when you snuggled into his chest. His tears were of overwhelming happiness. He couldn't believe it. You were in his arms...He knew he could save you, he would do anything just to see that perfectly serene look on your face. Even if your eyes were puffy from tears. You overwhelmed him with your presence, he resisted the urge to freak the fuck out.

He had to wait though; Because you come first. One day he'll be there to save you from your impossible standards. One day you'll live a life of happiness and see yourself like he does. His own Midas, with your touch of gold.

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In all events, Anon, I feel you. I also have struggled with failure after being considered 'gifted' with one thing or another. It hurts like nothing else to feel like everything you could do is out of reach. Expectations are too high and even when you get close it's never good enough, the bar keeps rising out of reach. I can't say it gets better, but I can say your reality is your own. Life waits for no one but it's also yours. You don't 'waste' time if you take a break. If You're burnout, it's time to rest.

Time is all we have now. Don't regret your past but always put yourself first, fuck people and their fucking expectations.

[roscgcld]

This shit is about to hurt so please read with caution because I'm on my feels and my period which makes me a little crybaby...

Okay like I'm eating peaches and also studying geometry but... Dad!Nanami consumes my brain so much, it's the only thing I can think of!

Dad!Nanami whose voice is shaking so much and is at the verge of crying contrary to what everyone sees him as, when he sees you and his little baby girl.( I don't care what anyone says, I will always imagine that Nanami would be the girl father and an amazing one🥺🥰)

Dad!Nanami who never lets go of her and looks at her amazed. She is the copy of him, the eyes, the hair, the nose everything! Fortunately though, she at least have your personality.

Dad!Nanami who makes Gojo his daughter's godfather even though he acts like he hates him. But he respects Gojo so much and knows that if something were to happen to him, he would take care of his wife and daughter.

Gojo calling his goddaughter, his little kikufuku mochi and teaches her to hate the higher ups and gives her a little speech while she looks at him as if he grew another head and lightly slaps his nose with sparkling eyes. Gojo whines to Nanami that he is the one who encourages her to do that and even if Nanami is silent, we all know that this is true.

You know the tradition in which they put a few objects in front of the baby and the little cinnamon roll chooses one? Nanami's girl doesn't even hesitate, she doesn't care about the objects in front of her, she immediately goes to her papa's sword and touches it.

Everyone is delighted and kinda amused at the look on bot Nanami's and your's faces. Gojo exclaims that he is gonna have a little student from now on while Nanami is threating him. He puts her daughter away from the blade and hides it so that she can choose a normal thing for her career because he doesn't want his little girl to choose being a sorcerer. But this time she crawls to him while he is sitting on the ground and sits at his lap, pulling his tie as if to say that "No matter what, I wanna be like you."

Dad!Nanami being overwhelmed by her love for him but he truly despises the idea. He doesn't want her  to face the harshness of this world, doesn't want her to fight for her life not knowing when she could die because of a curse... He excuses himself for some time and in the meantime they try one more time and she goes to Maki and try to get her hands on her little blade while she freaks the hell out.

Dad!Nanami who will never forget the first time she walks and the first time she starts to see the curses. They are both at the the same day, she is waiting in front of the door since his arrival time came and yes, she knows his work schedule by heart 🤩 This is the reason why Nanami absolutely hates over-time because he knows that his little one will be waiting in front of the doos to be the first to greet him. He always disliked it and he hates it.

As soon as he walks through the door, his daughter clings onto his pants and looks up at him and he feels like his whole stress has been lifted. He goes to kitchen and kiss you and gives her to you but she also wants her father to be here so she flails but when she sees that he still keeps going, she lets out a high "Papa!" and gets out of your grasp and after a while, she stands on her wobbly feet and starts to have have her steps. This makes both you and him stop and gape at her. She is pretty happy that she now has both of her parents' attention���

That night, Nanami goes to bed the happiest but both of you doesn't know that it is gonna be interrupted. In the middle of the night, his girl lets out a very high and scared wail, screaming for her papa and neither you nor Nanami ever got out of the bed that fast. Nanami immediately grabs his blade and dashes to her room only to find that a curse entered her room even though there were tailsmans around her room. His daughter is in rhe corner while the curse was slowly inching closer but before that Nanami kills it without mercy. When she sees you, she grips your shirt so hard while crying and saying that there was a big and hairy monster.

Dad!Nanami who accepts that his daughter can see the things he absolutely despises and explains to her the world they live in. After some time though, when he was certain that she would cry again, she asks a simple question. " Do you think I'd take after you and save the world?" in her own little baby language and Nanami, for the first time is astonished and amazed enough so much so that he couldn't speak. But his girl is playing with the hem of her PJs with embrassment but Nanami suddenly pulls her to his chest and squeezes her so much while muttering "I love you"s to her.

Spoiler Alert....( We all know where this is going but I jave another set of headcanons where he is alive because I will never accept that he died....🤧😭)

Dad!Nanami who is full of regrets because he will never be able to see his girl graduate, be an amazing young woman who inspires other, have a significant other. He would never be able to walk her down the aisle, never would be able to drive her to school, never hear her voice get higher when she talks about her parents.

Dad!Nanami who is full of sadness because he couldn't keep his promise to you. His promise of giving you a long and blessed life and family, his promise of going to Malaysia with you and his girl. His promise to cherish and love you each and every day till the day you both die. He regrets not saying you "I love you." before this mission. He knows that you are still fighging and for this mere reason her tries to do the same but he has no power. He has no other choice rather than trusting you two with Itadori and Gojo.

You knew when exactly he died. You knew because when he died, your heart stopped for a moment too. You couldn't stop the tears and the strong wail that passed your lips while collapsing, thinking what were you gonna say to your girl.

Itadori is the one who told you his last words, he wanted you out of this life, he wanted both of you to live and maybe it was selfish but you agreed. It was hard to explain it to your girl but suprisingly she said that he will never actually leave you to alone and that he will be watching over you both while hugging you.

And true to her words, she inherited his technique and wanted to learn how to use it so that she can be like her Papa. Only remains that was found were his blade, his ring and a part of his tie. She proudly uses his blade and has the part of his tie in a necklace while you wear both of the wedding rings.

And again, true to her words Nanami was watching over her with his friend Haibara. He was telling him what s strong girl she was and Nanami was only able to nod his head while tears were slipping from his eyes, muttering a single apology with a little threat as if she can hear. "Don't you dare die, little clover." And at that moment, she suddenly looks up to sky and promises to both of you that she will live. Right at this moment, Nanami realises that the bond you three have can never be broken and he can only pray that he will have you as his wife and his girl as his daughter in his next lives one more time...

jjk spoilers ahead!

....I am on my period too so now I am crying? Like I shed a few tears ?????? How dare you do this to me?????

I-

I swear - some of yall deserve to write more than my dumbass does. LOOK AT THIS AMAZINGNESS THAT IS A NANAMI ANGST???

[gildedmuse]

The ZoLaw AU Nobody Asked For Where...

Zoro is a Sergeant in the newly formed North-East Allied Army and the rest of his company are keeping themselves distracting, boasting about their girls back home. How pretty they are, how often they write, how much they miss them, etc while Zoro just sits there, polishing his sword, doesn't say anything.

Hee, seems like Roronoa doesn't have anyone. Maybe that's why he's always polishing his sword, guys. [Cue bad jokes.]

When they wind up back at a base after a bad fight and out storms this incredibly attractive - like, shit, did anyone mention there is a fucking war on and supplies are limited so maybe spare some of that sexy for the rest of us - doctor with dark hair and glasses and a stern look that lets you know he isn't to be messed with.

Marching right over to Zoro, grabbing onto him, and yanking him in close for an absolutely searing kiss.

Law can't believe Zoro-ya got separated from his squadron for TWO HOURS, right after a damn fire fight, too. Don't you dare scare him like that again, or next time he'll just let you lose both ankles.

And no one is about to admit it but they're all sort of jealous (and in awe) of the young green haired sergeant.

He did attach himself to another unit, this time, rather than trying to come back on his own.

Well, Law didn't KNOW that, did he?

All he heard was someone give Zoro-ya's unit's number, and a rough head count of the injured, dead and missing. Law has been waiting for over an hour, terrified when they got back Zoro-ya wouldn't even be with them!

No, no, damnit, just take him to the medical tent - they're not waiting for Cesar, damnit, they'll do it without the anesthesia!

Law has to go, if Zoro-ya has gone missing again before Law gets back he'll seriously think about shooting the boy himself.

He'll station himself outside and wait for Law there.

Kissing Law again, before he lets himself be dragged along by Law.

You can hear the rest of the camp muttering.

It doesn't seem right some kid like Roronoa would have someone that attractive, and a doctor, and who can see him on the front line.

(That's not fair, Zoro is just as popular with other soldiers as he is unpopular. Plenty of the drafted boys adore him, a lot of the commissioned officers less so.... Either you think he's an great guy, always watching after newbies, too, and even if he's not the funniest or more exciting guy he never gets down or hopeless, plus he's one crazy son of a bitch when it comes to battle. Or else you think he's just some untrained gutter rat who has so far been lucky, whose whole "I fight with a sword" act is deserving of nothing but ridicule and, well, eventually likely a foreseeable death.)

(Those predisposed to dislike Roronoa can't believe a ratty looking kid like THAT managed to find someone as well put together as that doctor. The rest of the unit, they don't resent Zoro for having a guy, but it's just like.... Not what they expected at all.)

("Hmm, I don't know, maybe some girl who makes a living fighting people on street corners?" - if absolutely forced to guess who Roronoa had waiting for him back home.)

("Swords." - Probably the better answer. "Who is Roronoa going home to when this is over? That's an easy one. Just more swords.")

Law would be so offended if he found out.

Zoro wouldn't, and couldn't give less of a fuck what the rest of the unit think of him, especially when it comes to their weird habit of comparing girlfriends. What does it matter what they think?

But Law would be offended for him.

Actually, Zoro-ya could have had just about anyone he wanted, and Law is lucky the other boy puts up with him as much as he does. Shows what these idiots know.

All ruffled up. Yes, he knows it's just one of those stupid macho solider things, but still! How dare they suggest Zoro-ya wasn't surrounded by beautiful women absolutely throwing themselves at him.

(He definitely isn't. Law would DESTROY them if they tried.)

(He might have been, once, but Law took care or that)

They wouldn't be saying those things if they saw Zoro-ya in his dress uniform, all buttoned and scrubbed up and looking so handsome.

(Of course, almost no one has seen Zoro looking like that in his dress uniform. Every time he's even bothered to make the attempt, he always checks with Law to see if he did okay, and by the time Law is done with him, he's left in at least twice as much of a mess.)

I'm sure plenty of Zoro's officers immediately decide that there is no way someone like Roronoa is worthy of a man that pretty to look at. They must have met after the war had started, after all the good ones had already gone. Poor doctor, probably didn't have much of a choice with just losers and cowards left to pick from.

But of course now that they're here, well, they can show Law what a real man can offer?

Law utterly nonplused. As a surgeon he outranks most of them, and it's honestly embarrassing how these men are willing to humiliate themselves in front of a superior office like that.

(There were a few times, in the beginning, where Law let some of the less terrible ones get away with it, even pay them attention, sometimes return the flirtation with a smile. That's only when Zoro-ya has been gone a particularly long time, and yet now that he's back he seems to have plenty of time for his unit, helping the new kids adjust, going around to see some of the wounded, helping their medic Chopper to replace all his supplies and beating up anyone who tries to hold back on him just because he's young and not "a real doctor" or whatever shit they want to sprout.)

(And of course all of that is important and admirable and part of why Law loves him. But Zoro-ya should also find time for Law.)

(He had thought maybe if Zoro-ya saw other people paying him so much attention, maybe he would want Law to spend less time with them and more with him.)

(He didn't expect Zoro-ya to look so heartbroken over some innocent flirting - look, if that kind of guy is what Law wants then Zoro isn't going to stop him - and he definitely hadn't realized than just because Zoro-ya doesn't CARE what they say, doesn't mean he doesn't LISTEN, and think that maybe Law feels the way they all claim he does.)

(Since that, Law has always been fiercely protective of his Zoro-ya with those asshole solider boys. No one makes his Zoro-ya feel like he isn't PRECISELY what Law wants.)

[Credit to @jhaernyl for walking through ideas with me as usual]